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Clinking Dogtags and Afterthoughts - pt.1 , pt.2

Johnny “Soap” MacTavish x Riley!Reader aka That time when Soap got a little too involved with Ghost’s little sister before asking who the dog tags around her neck were for..

Save a horse, Help a cowgirl - pt.1, pt. 2

Johnny “Soap” MacTavish x Southern!Medic!Reader aka the two people with the heaviest accents on base fall the hardest for eachother

Drabbles & Untitled Misc.

Secret Admirer! Ghost x Medic! Reader - pt.1

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NETFLIX AND CHILL | S2E2 - Soap

soap can't focus for the life of him and can't sit still long enough to watch anything. not the best partner to watch things with, there are better ways to keep him occupied so he doesn't keep talking through the movie. he might try talking you through it instead.

[watch history | mdni 18+ | afab!reader]

"who's fuckin' using my account. all they've got in my recommended is fucking kid shows." soap slams his hand down besides you before plopping himself on top of you while you're laying across the couch.

"well, it's gaz's account for one. and two, watching ben 10 will probably recommend you more shows like that."

he scoffs, resting his head against your chest and pouting while you take the remote from him to scroll for something else. you can feel him pout as he nuzzles against one of your tits. his lips purse against your nipple through the fabric and you try to push his head out from between your breasts by shifting under him.

soap groans and pins you down by driving his shoulder into you so you're more squished against the cushions. "what can i say?" he motions to the tv when you've just passed 'his' show. "i'm a lot like him."

"yeah, rolling around and talking like an alien?" you get a pinch in the side for that and soap tunnels his arm under you so he can hug you to him better. you can't quite catch what he says as he mumbles between that thick accent of his. he proves your point, really. "how about this one?"

he shrugs against you and you sigh, pressing play anyways. he's always been the indecisive one when asking to watch something. mainly cause he can never sit still...

"sorry," he mutters and presses his head more firmly against your chest. he's squishing your tit fully now as he adjusts his body over yours. "trying to get comfy."

"one would think i'm the most comfy person in the world with the way you're sprawled over me," you grunt so you can position yourself some more air. "c'mon, you're crushing me."

"can't blame me when you took up the entire couch."

"you can just move my legs."

he only grunts in response and starts watching the opening credits play. there are fingers fidgeting against your neck and jaw, tracing the curve of it back and forth. you don't mind it as he does it idly. in fact, it feels kind of nice. what you do mind is when his legs start shifting over yours and ends up kicking one of yours off the couch.

"what are you doing?" you try to move your leg back up, but the angle makes it awkward. you practically kick him a couple times and have to shift your hips underneath him so you can position yourself comfortably again. he grunts and lifts himself up so you can do that without much hindrance. "johnny, why do you keep moving? it's barely been ten minutes into the movie."

"can't sit still," he complains. "movie's boring."

"it's the first ten minutes. just keep watching, it'll get good soon."

he pouts and settles back down on you for a little while longer. it's not that long until his foot starts kicking slightly against the other arm of the couch. then he starts babbling things like: "what's going on now?" and "why's he here?" or "who is that?" every couple of minutes.

eventually you just pause the movie and look at him. "johnny, quit your yapping. they explain it all in the next few seconds."

he scoffs at you and rests his chin against the hollow in between your breasts. "i can't help it. feel like i need to be doing something."

"well, keep your mouth busy."

it's like his eyes light up as he hums in thought. you can feel his cheeks squish into a smile and he trails himself a little lower against you. he notices your quirked eyebrow and lifts your shirt up to kiss at your stomach.

"just press play. i won't be much more of a distraction. promise." you slowly do as he says and keep your eyes on him for a little longer.

"didn't take you to have such an oral fixation."

"mm," he merely hums in response. the sensation does feel pretty good and you find yourself relaxing against the couch as his hands gently smooth over your sides. this is an effective method it seems as you get another fifteen minutes into the movie. you don't even realize he's started trailing higher and higher until you feel the shirt bunched by your neck and there's a mouth around your nipple.

you yelp and grip onto the back of soap's head, grabbing at any of his short hairs of his mohawk. it's not a very good grip as you sort of hold him in place as he's now the one looking at you curiously. "johnny! what are you doing?"

he just locks his eyes on you and pulls back enough for you to see how his tongue swirls around your nipple. he smiles and lightly grazes his teeth against it then gives it a light kiss. "keeping my mouth busy. don't mind me."

soap goes back to what he was doing and starts sucking marks on your chest. he seems a lot more calm now, but it's you who feels more restless. you let out a little moan when he trails his tongue all the way back to the same nipple and brings it back into his mouth with a harsh suck. your other tit gets some attention when a hand comes up and starts squeezing and groping at you. he's got your other nipple in between his thumb and index finger and massaging it so it hardens up to be ready for his mouth next.

"keep paying attention to the movie, bonnie," he says after looking back up at you. he has an easy smile on his face, kisses just next to the peak of your nipple. you're sure your breathing has gotten heavier. either that or he's sucking with more vigor since it feels like you're arching your tits into his mouth and chasing it when he pulls back to tease elsewhere. you practically are arching when his other arm is still lodged underneath you and keeping you in place for him.

you really try to look back at the movie, you really do. but the attention on your nipples and the wet kisses and noises of his mouth is too distracting. you can feel your ears getting warm when he finally switches sides. there's a slick glide of two of his fingers over your nipple thanks to his spit and he rolls it in small little circles while pressing open mouthed kisses around the other one. your pussy throbs at the sight and you're sure you're as drenched as your nipples are.

soap chuckles against you and presses his body down a little harder against you. "who's got antsy legs now, hm?"

you didn't even know that you were subtly trying to grind up into him. he keeps up that grin and gently traps the peak of your nipple between his teeth as he trails his hand down your body and towards the waistband of your pants.

"johnny," you whisper out. there's an added sound at the end of it that borders between a moan and a whimper. his ears perk up at that and he kisses up to your collarbone.

"yes?" he drags out playfully.

you huff, not wanting to sound hypocritical and not watch the movie you begged and dragged him over to see. but with the way he's stuck his thumb underneath your waistband and is rubbing the skin softly, temptingly, has you craving what if he went just a little deeper.

"m'trying to watch," you weakly mutter out.

"i'm not stopping you. keep watching," he commands. there's an underlying warning that if you don't stop watching the movie then he's also stop. after all, he needs to keep himself occupied during the movie. no reason for him to continue if there's no movie to watch. you want to kick him for riling you up and not just giving you what you want, but you're also too stubborn. with a sigh and shift of your hips, you throw your head back against the armrest so you can keep those sinful lips out of your view.

there's no way to block out the filthy sounds of him kissing and suckling at you, though. no way to block out the feel of it either. your legs spread unconsciously wider when he finally pushes his hand under your waistband. he drags his palm against your mound and starts teasing his fingers over your folds. he lets out a low groan when he finds that you are, in fact, very wet down there.

his index and ring finger skillfully spreading you out while his middle finger collects all of your sticky juices and spreads it up to your clit. your hips jump when he gives your clit a gentle tap. this time he presses into it and glides his fingers back and forth across it. you let out a deep breath to try to keep your cool. in all honesty, you can't even hear any of the words on the screen. the combined stimulation of soap sucking your nipples and his hand rubbing at your clit is making everything go blurry. you close your eyes for a second to collect yourself and everything stops.

"why'd you stop?" you whine out and open your eyes to look at him. soap is merely watching you and shrugs, hand still down your pants.

"keep watching the movie," he reminds you. you bite your lip and turn back to the screen with hesitant eyes. you so badly want soap to continue, to watch him instead. but to get what you want you need to play his little game.

when your eyes have finally turned back, soap immediately resumes the movement of his fingers and tongue against you. you bite back a groan when he prods his fingertips against your entrance. he's too focused on playing with your gooey slick that's been pooling down there because of his teasing. he spreads it all around your pussy and effectively makes a mess of you and your underwear. he finally, finally sinks a thick finger into you and you think your head's spinning on a swivel.

"god," you whisper under your breath. but your eyes remain glued and unfocused on the screen.

"nope, just me," soap mumbles back with his face between your breasts. he chuckles at the state of you. like a fucked out zombie that's so desperately trying to understand all the flashing colors on the tv. poor you. let's make that worse, shall we?

he starts roaming that finger against your warm walls and coats it in your juices before adding a second one. his fingers are thick and you're squeezing down on him so tightly. pussy's on the verge of trapping his fingers inside. it makes an obscene wet sound every time he thrusts his fingers in and out of you. eventually, he starts up with a nice pace just so he can hear that. he's thrusting and curling his fingers to look for that spongy spot inside of you. it takes a couple more tries before you let out a short, high pitched moan at the feeling of him so roughly playing with your gspot when he first finds it. he continues at that for a little longer and grinds the heel of his palm into your clit. you don't even know what's going on at this point in the movie or how long it's been playing. but you're just so focused on the feeling of soap's rough fingers fucking into your pussy as it adds to the effects sounds. his fingers slow down when he feels your pussy throbbing around him.

you let out a restrained whine when they still and then pull out in one swift motion, trailing your juices onto your mound and to your waistband. he hushes you with a nip to the underside of your breast and brings his other arm out from under you so he can pull your pants down.

"quiet. keep watching," he rasps out when he strips you of your underwear. whistles at the sight of your pussy absolutely covered in your own slick. there's a shine to it that he can see when the tv screen goes bright. he gets face level with your pussy to get a closer look.

you can't keep your mouth shut as you try to strain your ears to hear what's going on over the sound of some random dialogue between some random characters. but then you feel it. a little breath of air against your clit. this annoying prick just blew onto your clit after spreading your pussylips open to see. he watches in amusement at how your slick hole clenches around nothing. it so badly wants to be stuffed with something.

as if taking mercy on you, soap plunges forward to thrust his tongue in there and taste you. he wiggles his tongue around your sopping slit and massages it against your walls similarly to how his fingers did. he groans out at the taste of you and rubs his nose against your shiny clit. the kicker is the deep inhale he takes as he's already buried in your pussy. you roll your hips into his mouth and he starts kissing and licking at you like he was your nipples. if you liked the way he was giving you attention there, then you loved the way he did it on your clit. he puckers his lips around the shiny little nub and sucks it into his mouth hard. while it's in his mouth, he uses the tip of his tongue to swipe across it in rapid strokes. you're seeing stars, not the hollywood kind.

this time as your pussy starts squeezing down, he doesn't stop. you have to just watch him in your peripheral, between your sore nipples, as he drinks you up. true to his word, he needs to keep his mouth busy. and he's keeping it busy with that sweet pussy of yours. loves the delicious sounds it makes when he brings a thumb over to rub at your clit while nudging his tongue as deep as it can go to reach your gspot again. you're dripping down his chin at this point but he loves it all the same. with one more pinch of your clit and roll of his fingers over it, you're cumming into his mouth with a gush of cum. he moans out happily and laves his tongue all over you to make sure he gets all of it.

your hips are jerking when he gives your clit one more wet kiss before pulling back, breaking the strings of your cum by his lips and chin still connecting him to you. soap gives the movie another look and sees that it's just hit the climax (just like you'd had), and there's still a little bit left to go. he huffs and starts adjusting his pants down just enough to pull out his erect cock. you turn to look at it and nearly salivate at the sight of it.

it's leaking horrendously and there's a little base of white cream around the top half of it as it jerks in his hold while he squeezes down on his balls. he spreads the precum around it and it bobs back up when he lets go. he places it over your pussy and you feel it ache for him. "got one more in for me?"

"for you? always," you grin.

he chuckles and gently turns your head back to the screen. oh, fuck this. "then keep watching, sweetheart. finish off strong."

you whine and grind your hips up to touch at his sticky cock. he helps you by quickly lowering his hips to yours and slides his cock once, twice between your folds to spread around your cum and slick himself up a little more. not that he needed it. he grips the back of one of your thighs and slots himself more comfortably against you before pushing that thick cock in. your eyes nearly roll back, but he slips a hand to gently pat at your cheek. this time your eyes do roll, but you do it with a frown. soap laughs before slowly grinding his hips against you.

he knows he'll get you too fucked out if he went too fast. and besides, he's enjoying this nice and steady pace compared to his usual hard fucks. he gets to watch you split open on his cock as he dips it in and out of you, watches your pussylips spread to accommodate for his girth. the head of his cock is barely visible every time he nearly pulls all the way out and then goes balls deep inside of you. your pussy is still so sensitive from before with all the fingering and tonguefucking he did. so, you're quick to start squeezing down on his cock already.

soap moans out and starts thrusting a little deeper, only pulling halfway out this time. he loves the feeling of your pussy on his cock. needs it. he'd been doing a lot of grinding into the couch earlier after getting to play with your pretty pussy. he's not too far off either.

"this pussy so perfect," he mutters through gritted teeth. "so nice and pretty. gonna make it even prettier."

you can't ask him to clarify as he suddenly collapses over you and shoves his hips flush against yours, makes his cock nudge as far as it'll go into your poor pussy. you let out a long moan at that and he hides his face into your neck before he starts off that mean thrusting that you're used to. they're quick, short, and powerful thrusts against you that makes it practically a rough grinding. you reach a hand between you to play with your clit as he fucks you deeper into the cushions. your fingers get slapped against his pelvis every now and then but it too good to stop playing with it.

"gonna cum, johnny," you whine into his ear. he groans again and keeps it up, knocking your hand out of the way so he can do it instead. he straights up to watch the way your face contorts from the pleasure. doesn't even care that you're no longer watching the movie and instead looking at how his stomach ripples every time he plunges his cock into you. you see his stomach tensing up too, a telltale sign that he's about to cum soon. you'd use that as your cue if you weren't feeling the way his dick throbs and swells inside of you.

"cum for me, bonnie. need to feel this cunt squeezing down on me before i give it to you."

he grinds his dick into your gspot, now well learned of where it is given his fingers and tongue have shown him the way earlier. the cockhead nudging against you has you immediately cumming around him and he has you ride it out against him with little circles of his thumb against your clit. you gush around him a little more than usual because of it and he groans out at the sight. soap thrusts into you just a little bit more before pulling out and jerking his cock over your pussy.

you watch in delight as it paints all over you and splatters onto your tummy and on your tits, too. you think him cumming so messily all over you was intentional. he's always loved your tits anyways. you turn your head to the screen and see that the end credits are now playing. you huff and rest with an arm over your eye as you catch your breath. after taking in the sight of you so utterly spent and dripping in his cum, soap finally moves and strips his shirt to use as a makeshift wipe to clean you off. once he's done, he throws the shirt to the ground and helps you put your bottoms back on.

"that was a pretty good movie," he comments. "i liked the part where they rode the motorcycle off the cliff. looked fun."

"when was that?" you ask him as he helps adjust your shirt back down.

he laughs at you and lays back down to give you a proper cuddle this time as you rest. "well, if you were actually watching then you'd know!"

"how were you able to watch at the same time?" you gripe at him even though you softly run your nails against the buzzed sides of his head. he sighs in content and closes his eyes softly, nuzzling into you.

"just needed to keep my mouth busy, s'all."

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Up late right now thinking about how secret admirer!Ghost knew he was fucked from the moment he laid his eyes. You were just too warm. From the sweet treats you always had, that softer tone you spoke in off-base, to the way your voice melted his insides. What made it worse was having you as a medic on the team. It’s not like he couldn’t work around you- quite the opposite. He works harder to stay out of your infirmary. But when he does come in, He speaks in grunts and nods, this sent the wrong message and left you to ask Price for a transfer or to stay back on missions. When asked why, you explain how you think you are causing an issue between the team - Price laughs at you. Why? Because he knows that at every chance he gets, Simon has the rest of the 141 give him a checkup on how you are doing. And if something is ever wrong - suddenly a beautiful bouquet of your favorite arraignment of flowers or snacks suddenly ends up at your door with no note. And if somebody is wrong well.. let’s say you get the last laugh helping them fix a broken nose or jaw.

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Ghosts in the family

Synopsis - aka all the times The Riley siblings have talked about eachother, and all the times Soap should’ve connected the dots but didn’t see the constellation.

cw/tags - MDNI 18+ making out, grinding, no piv or smut guys sorry, swearing, mentions of female anatomy, military inaccuracies, fanon versions of cod characters, threats, mild violence, mentions of guns, innuendos, etc. you’re dealing with grown men in the military that is your warning

Pairing - Johnny “Soap” MacTavish x Afab!Riley!Reader, John Price x Riley!Reader (Platonic)

Author's note - Soap is about 26, Reader is 24, Tommy is the name of Simon’s canon younger brother who later scares him with masks and anyways, just beware of that background. Pt.2 of this au, just this just shits and giggles background for later bc I dont know how to flesh out that cliffhanger I left in my Drabble, see you at the bottom! - Moon

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1. Simon knew that Johnny’s intention wasn’t to piss him off, but yet he still managed to feel a migraine pool behind his eyes. All day, every mission just asking question after question. Simon wondered if this is what it was like to have a stable home. All he had was you from day one his baby sister. His lips jerk upward before he cuts off the muscle reflex of what we know as a smile. He’d rather keel over and die than let Johnny see his eyes krinkle.

“I have a sister.” He grumbles. Everyone in the truck goes silent. Johnny’s jokes stop, Gaz smirks to himself, even Price manages to watch through the rearview mirror.

“Really? And you waited so long to tell me. Oh my god what’s the like. Oh is she pretty- wait don’t answer that, that’s weird if you agree…” Simon sighs to himself as he tunes out Johnny again. Oh he wishes holiday would come faster.

2. Holiday was tough. Even worse was being stuck alone over holiday break because your only family was stuck in an operation. Especially since you just got the news after putting up Christmas decoration.

“Really Simon? I got football on the telly, your presents are all wrapped” you whined. Simon grinned under his balaclava, oh how he wished he could be there to receive your annual gag gift.

“I know I know I know, assignment came late and everyone else has families to go home to so I just suggested myself-“ he tried to calm you down knowing this would only add gasoline.

“Dammit Si, I’m your family too! Im gonna give you a new buzz cut when you get home at the rate you’re going with all these sudden plans.” Your voice cracked at his name, you know he didn’t mean to break your heart. But Simon couldn’t bare to see Johnny, Price, or Gaz not go home to their big happy families.

“Yeah I know. Im yer brother. No getting out of that one.” He said. “Why don’t you stay with Price again this year. You know he loves you around”

“Because he is the only friend of yours that I’ve met-“

“Yeah you’ll meet the guys someday. promise.”

“Maybe for this holiday present?”

“Maybe.“

“yeah yeah yeah. I love you Si”

“Love you too, and I hope that second date of yours goes well this Friday” oh if only he knew how well that date went with your mysterious Scottish man.

3. “I thought you said you don’t kiss on the second date” Johnny grinned into your lips. Your hands all in his hair.

“Only if they don’t show promise” you remarked back. You could feel his bulge grinding through your pants in the back of this telephone booth. A soft groan leaving his lips as Johnny responded

“Oh so I show promise.” You could practically hear the grin as his lips trailed down your jaw and neck, the slight friction of his scruff following as he moved aside your dogtags.

“Yeah promise that if you don’t hush up, you won’t be getting anything” you quipped back as equally as smug

“Thought you were gonna call that brother of yers” he slurred back as he smelled your perfume. The man practically drooling as your nails trailed down his neck scratching. If he had a tail it’d be whipping the air. A whimper passing through the air as his bulge caught the right part of your fabric rubbing your clit in a delightful direction

“he can wait, I have something else to call for now” you said as you opened the door of the telephone booth and whistled (or yelled if you can’t) as loud as you could do to call a taxi. Johnny had a light in his eye that he never thought would spark until he met you.

Soon you would find out later that Simon actually COULD wait and he did, 12 whole hours he stayed up staring at your apartment door to be let in - fresh on holiday too. Maybe being motormouth’d by Johnny into the window of a hummer didn’t sound so bad now

4. Simon kept a photo of you and him in his pocket everywhere that you went. I mean everywhere. No matter the place. And a lighter too incase he was captured by enemies so as to not compromise his location. But it was a photo from a holiday in France. You were both pillow fighting in the bed. Messy hair, toothless grins, back when Mummy was alive and Daddy hadn’t shown his true colors. Tommy took that picture,. Simon holds it to remind him what he’s fighting for.

“Oh is that yer little sister, she’s missin a few teeth there” Johnny grins looking over the sniper’s shoulder.

“You’re about to miss some bones if you ask about my sister again” Simon growls. fuck. Johnny is the last person he needs around his sister. It’s not like Johnny was a womanizer - he was the opposite. Johnny was perfection. He was from a happy home, a stable home, a place where you wouldn’t have to remember what happened at that old house. It scared Simon to death imagining you forgetting about him. Then he’d really be alone.

“She must’ve gotten the good genes.” Gaz pipes into the coms, what an instigator.

“Wonder what she looks like in jeans” Soap hummed as he cleaned out his gun.

Ghost hummed to himself as he secretly folded up the photo and put it right back in the pocket over his heart. Maybe you could wait another year before meeting them.

Authors note - I made a part 2, this is unedited. Im so tired. I will flesh more of this out before I take another break I promise!! Xoxo - Moon

in case anybody is wondering why I’m not posting or what it’s like to be a psych major in college or just any STEM major in college rn - I’m overworked and underfucked.