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⌖ Simon ‘ Ghost ’ Riley જ⁀➴

⌖ John ‘ Soap ’ Mactavish જ⁀➴ ( TBA )

⌖ Kyle ‘ Gaz ’ Garrick જ⁀➴

⌖ Captain John Price જ⁀➴

⌖ The Warzone જ⁀➴

⌖ 2023 Christmas Special જ⁀➴

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Christmas Special ⋆⁺₊❅ ⋆

John Price x M!Reader

SFW : Lots of fluff and only fluff

The Task Force 141 goes on leave for the holidays, and they decide to celebrate it with each other on Christmas Eve. Heading to a lovely pub in England. And as Price awaits for his boys, a bartender with an elf hat catches his eye.

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‘ Christmas Cheers ’ !

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Christmas Special ⋆⁺₊❅ ⋆

Simon “Ghost” Riley x John “Soap” Mactavish

SFW : Fluff & two comrades who can’t fully show each other’s love yet

Task Force 141 is left out at a safe house on Christmas Eve. It’s sad that they couldn’t make their flights home, but instead, the four men spend Christmas together.

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— MERRY CHRISTMAS !!

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays to everyone! I just wanted to wish everyone one last amazing holiday whether you celebrate Christmas or not.

As well as list the Christmas specials I made this year! For anyone who doesn’t know, they’re all MLM and fluff! Please enjoy! ✩

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⤷ Christmas Cheer ⋆ John Price x M!Reader !! ❞

The Task Force 141 goes on leave for the holidays, and they decide to celebrate it with each other on Christmas Eve. Heading to a lovely pub in England. And as Price awaits for his boys, a bartender with an elf hat catches his eye.

⤷ Trembling Across the Ice ⋆ Kyle “Gaz” Garrick x M!Reader !! ❞

Kyle and his loving boyfriend go ice skating together. Per his boyfriend’s request even if Kyle does have end up having trouble with standing on the ice. But don’t worry, his boyfriend his here to teach Kyle how to stay standing!

⤷ It’s Just Us ⋆ Simon “Ghost” Riley x John “Soap” Mactavish !! ❞

Task Force 141 is left out at a safe house on Christmas Eve. It’s sad that they couldn’t make their flights home, but instead, the four men spend Christmas together.

Hope you enjoy! Merry Christmas & Happy Holidays!

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seeing old n’ grey ghoap is always SO bittersweet to me, and not because they’re getting old. thats the sweet part of it, knowing even with all the hardship they made it out alive in each others arms. but remembering that soap is CANONICALLY dead makes me frown. knowing that they’ll never actually have the chance to becoming old n’ grey in this universe. and yeah, we wouldn’t even be able to canonically see their story afterwards anyways. but you get the point.

and that’s why i LOVE no one died aus, filled with fluff and amazing writing from the fic writers. <3

clay tf141!!: mini clay ghost!! (in the making)

you cant really see his mask but thats okay

(i also had a soap one too but his head fell off while i tried to clean him up☹️)

You cannot tell me this was a coincidence

🥱🥱😤😤

🩷❤️🧡💛💚💙🩵💜🤎🖤🩶🤍

MMMMM SUCH DELICIOUS ANGST

TAKE IT OR LEAVE HIM ᡣ𐭩

pairing: Simon 'Ghost' Riley & reader

synopsis: Ghost forgets your birthday

tags: slight slight angst

Hectic doesn’t begin to describe Ghost’s schedule, yet you accepted him with open arms. He needs to cut your dinner short because he’s needed back at the base? You nod with a smile full of understanding. He forgets a few chores and groceries because he’s piled up with tasks? You kiss his forehead and tell him it’s fine, and you just work around it and rush during your office breaks to do those tasks on your own. You’re exhausted from being held back at the office because the client changed their mind during the finalization, but you come home to a pile of dirty dishes and no dinner? You say you understand, washing up and going to bed while feeling your stomach grumble and waking up to wash the previous night’s dishes just to lessen Ghost’s worries.

You had no problem bending backwards just to accommodate him. You entered the relationship knowing about his schedule, so… were you really in any position to complain? 

A few insignificant tasks and miniscule adjustments to your schedule were nothing; never once uttered a complaint because you understood. Why? Because Ghost always finds a way to make it up to you. Sending bouquets when you close a big deal, treating you to a fancy restaurant during your birthday (though he’s mostly never there to celebrate until the end), and gifting you branded things during your anniversaries… so, it was all okay….. ?

Yes, it’s fine if he never shows up for your dinner date because of work. 

Yes, it’s fine that you spend most nights alone. 

Yes, you can clean the house, shop for groceries, do the laundry, and cook for the both of you. 

It was all okay. You were okay with it. You accepted it. You understood. You can do it. You’re fine. It’s all worth it. It’s not worth any trouble. It’s fine—

You snap back and all thoughts stop rushing into your head. Your phone blares an alarm with the words, ‘DATE NIGHT’, flashing on the screen. Right, it’s your birthday and Ghost promised he’d finally make it this time. So, you wore the prettiest dress, applied the most gorgeous (and time-consuming) makeup, and put on the cutest heels (your feet are getting blisters) because you wanted to spend this night with the man you love most on your Earth… who wasn’t by your side right now, but it’s fine. 

The waiter approaches the table, asking you for what seems to be the 6th time that night if your company is coming because they’re about to close. Giving up, you offer an apologetic smile and gather your things. The walk out the restaurant was embarrassing to say the least. Harsh winter air greets your face, your legs and arms trembling as you try to seek warmth from the take-out bag. You didn’t bring a jacket because, well, you thought Ghost would be there with you, but it’s fine.

The apartment door clicks open and a dark hallway awaits you. ‘Ah, he’s not here yet,’ you think to yourself, a pang of disappointment piercing your heart that raised its hope for one night. With a wince and a pained gasp, your heels come undone. Muted footsteps along the wooden floorboards as you strip out your clothes and wash up. You resign the night with your lover nowhere to be found— once again, but it’s fine. 

Morning dawn cracks through your curtains with a familiar arm around your waist and familiar dip on the mattress. You blink your sleepiness away, taking in every detail of your Simon’s face in the morning. Like he has a third sense, he wakes and stares back at you. First smiles of the day are shared between you two but you expected more. Nothing too grand. Maybe an apology and a greeting? Yet the day goes by with receiving neither, but it’s fine. Maybe the next day’s the charm? 

Nothing.

Irritation towards your lover is a rare occurrence with your endless patience and never-ending understanding of his situation. You still held hopes that maybe he’d finally realize his slip-up, but what did you come home to? Dirty dishes. A pile of them. 

“Ah, sweetheart. You’re home,” he kisses your cheek and presses your waist close to him like usual. The scent of whiskey and cigar lingers on his clothes— a scent you usually adore but now only fuels your anger. “Si, what’s this?” you ask, trying to keep your frustration at bay as you point to the sink. “What? Oh, noticed ‘ya didn’t make dinner so I ate what’s ever left,” he answers cooly like there’s nothing wrong.

“... do you mean you ate my lunch for tomorrow?” 

“That yours? Sorry, baby. ‘Ya can jus’ make another one, and one for me.”

You pull away, slapping his face with tears rushing down your face. Ghost looks at you with shock and confusion which angers you further. How can he not realize why you’re mad?

“Woah, woah. What’s wrong, doll?”

“DON’T CALL ME THAT. Oh, my fucking God, Simon. You’re really asking me that?” you run your fingers through your hair, screaming at his face and throwing your purse at him. “What’s wrong?? You tell me! I slave away at this goddamn house. I go to bed with my bones feeling like weights because I keep cleaning after your mess, but it’s fine! Because you were busy, I understood.”

Tension builds in the air as everything you’ve held back poured out of you. “I never complained because I told you I was fine with your schedule when we first started dating. I fucking bend my body backwards and did everything for you LIKE A MAID. And you have the audacity to ask me what’s wrong? You don’t even ask me how my day went. Asking me to cook for you like I’m just a housekeeper? YOU DON’T EVEN DO ANYTHING FOR ME.” You stomp over to his face, glaring with hatred as you spat out your next words. “Just a fucking reminder that I am your girlfriend. I am not here to clean up after you.”

“Did I ask you to?” he snaps back, returning the same vile stare. “You’re whining about working around the house like I asked you to. Let’s be clear that I never forced you to do these shits around the house.”

“You didn’t have to! You just kept piling up dishes and clothes, leaving a messy trail behind you because you know you expect me to do it for you!”

“And did those come for free? I buy you everything you want on anniversaries and birthdays. You act as if you come for cheap,” he scoffs.

"WELL, GUESS WHAT? YOU FUCKING FORGOT IT THIS YEAR,” you finally confess through sobs. Realization dawns upon your lover, evident on the way his face drops. He tries to approach you but you step back.

“I waited for you like a fool because you promised. I-.. I.. had to tell the waiter 5 times that you were coming because they were on the verge of throwing me out. Did you know how embarrassing it was for me? I… I know I shouldn’t have kept my hopes up but I wanted to believe in you, but.. I’m tired.”

Silence blankets you both as every emotion rushes through your heart. Your throat felt raw and your head was getting heavy from all the crying.

“I’m done, Ghost. I’m tired," you whisper. Those words were simple but Ghost knew what lies underneath. You weren't tired of what you did for him. You were tired of him.

꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱: woah, angst again? Anyone surprised? This request has been sitting on my inbox for a while but I have enough free time to answer them, so here we are. I will make a König version if this gets attention. 📩

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𝘊𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘚𝘪𝘮𝘰𝘯 𝘙𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴/𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘮𝘢 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘵 :((.

𝘐𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘰 𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘰𝘰! 𝘏𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘴 𝘴𝘯𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘭𝘦, 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳.

"𝘓𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘴𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘮𝘢𝘮𝘢." 𝘏𝘦 𝘮𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘴𝘩 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺. "𝘛-𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶..." 𝘏𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦𝘴, "𝘚𝘰 𝘤𝘶𝘵𝘦, 𝘮𝘢𝘮𝘢."

𝘏𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶! 𝘔𝘢𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘦𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘴, 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯 :((.

𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘰! 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘴 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵!

"𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘢' 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘳, 𝘮𝘢𝘮𝘢?"

"𝘓𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘴𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭, 𝘮𝘢𝘮𝘢."

"𝘎𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘯, 𝘮𝘢𝘮𝘢."

𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘰! 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘦𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨!

"𝘊𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘮𝘢𝘮𝘢."

"𝘊𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺, 𝘮𝘢𝘮𝘢."

"𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘴𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘤𝘬 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘮𝘢𝘮𝘢."

𝗦𝗶𝗺𝗼𝗻'𝘀 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗮 𝗯𝗶𝗴 𝘁𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘀/𝗼 𝗮 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝘆 𝗺𝗮𝗺𝗮! <𝟯𝟯

Lol simon would send u some texts and then when u call him back this mf be like “talk to me, mama😊”

OMG YES THAT’S SO TRUE! I picture his texts smt like this:

“Mama answer the phone.” “Mama pick up.”

“Mama?”

And then when you eventually call him back, you hear faint rustling in the background and heavy breathing. “Simon?” A low groan and a “Talk to me mama, how was your day?”

You’re still suspicious but still proceed to yap about your day and whatnot. Soon enough you feel like your talking a bit too much for your liking, “Si? You still there?” you mumble softly waiting for a response but all you get is a moan in return. “Fuck, mama. Got me so damn hard. Need your tight fucking cunt around my fat cock.” And you whine, his voice sending shivers down your spine.

“Fuck mama, can’t wait to get home and fuck dumb.”

“Gonna fill you up so good with my load. You’ll have all my babies, won’t you, mama?”

“Gonna knock you up so good, mama.”

Let’s just say that was by far the most interesting sex call conversation you’ve had with him this month.

-Nany 🩷

Just thinking Simon "Ghost" Riley with freckles, but not really noticeable freckles, you'd have to get really close to see them. But it's the cutest thing ever when you're kissing, and he blushes real hard and you notice his small freckles. And he just starts to blush even more when you stroke his cheeks, slowly counting how many he has. Just after you finish counting the ones on his face he says.

"There's still much more in other places, baby."

Y/n in a barbie voice: "I think I'll go study abroad, Ken!"

Ghost in a rough voice: "No Barbie, you're staying home and having my kids."

Soap: "What the fuck."

deadpool!ghost (a playlist)

gang... went and saw deadpool vs wolverine today. opening instantly had me thinking of ghost, even tho i'm a price girlie at heart.

STILL TAKE YOU HOME - arctic monkeys (DON'T FEAR) THE REAPER - blue oyster cult CARELESS WHISPER - george michael BASTARD - motley crue BOOGIE WOOGIE WOO - insane clown posse GOLD DIGGER - kanye west, jamie foxx FUCKIN' IN THE BUSHES - oasis CHANGE (IN THE HOUSE OF FLIES) - deftones WELCOME TO THE JUNGLE - guns n' roses CREEP - radiohead SABOTAGE - beastie boys DEALER - lana del rey FAKE TALES OF SAN FRANCISCO - arctic monkeys ANDREW IN DRAG - the magnetic fields THE MAN WHO SOLD THE WORLD - nirvana (a david bowie cover) WICKED GAMES - HIM ACE OF SPADES - motorhead HOKUS POKUS - insane clown posse

ok wtv this took way too long my spotify is here if you wanna follow. some of these are more based on simon and some more on deadpool but they work together ok? ok.

Yesyesyesyesyesyesplease I will give you my firstborn-

Simon Riley was given a bad hand when he was born. His father abused him and his mother, he had to learn how to steal to get by, and by the time he was twelve, the knights in the kingdom knew where to drop him off after he was caught stealing for the hundredth time. 

But as Simon got older, as he grew out of his lanky and awkward stage, he started defending himself and his mother. But when he was thirty, and his father nearly killed his mother, Simon saw red, and then everything was a blur until he stood in front of the Princess of the kingdom, waiting for his fate. 

So, you can imagine Simon’s confusion when the Princess asked him his side of the story, how his father died. And Simon spoke truthfully. 

Next thing he knew, the Princess was shouting at her order of chivalry. Demanding why she wasn’t told the whole story. Before she apologised to Simon, and although she couldn’t legally let him go, she decided that Simon would be her bodyguard, serve his sentence that way.

Should I make this into an actual fic because I totally will

XD

I don't know why. I just wanna send you this.

they put the sergeants on harnesses cuz they're on time out

my god i am having inappropriate thoughts about mr simon riley.. here u go take it

tags: blowjob, head m! receiving, ghost has a bad mission

he had just returned from a particularly difficult mission. he’s got plenty of stress pent up. so when you’re in lying in your shared bed and he slams the bedroom door, you know you’re in for it.

“rough mission, handsome?”

god did that nickname make his cock twitch in his pants. he effortlessly undresses himself. you watch him carefully. the heavy steps he takes toward the bed, chest heaving up and down like he’s fucking rabid. he slides his boxers down and looks down at you. you drool at the sheer size and girth of him. you’ve felt him so many times but you’ll never get used to it. he aligns his tip with your mouth and groans as you take him right in.

you try to take a moment and get used to his size, but he unexpectedly pushes himself down your throat. causing you to gag around his cock and making him bury himself deeper.

“such a fucking whore, look at how you let me use you how i want. like your depend on my cock”

his words make you throb. you can feel yourself growing more and more aroused. your brain is getting hazy and you’re feelin dizzy. you attempt to push at his thighs to get air but he won’t budge. your muffled sobs are overpowered by his groans.

“can’t take it? that’s too bad baby, ‘cause i’m not stopping”. as soon as he finishes his sentence he’s fucking into your throat like an animal. at least you can get some short breaths in now. you can tell he’s getting close by the way he twitches in your mouth and tugging your hair. you’re obsessed with the feeling of him.

he shoves himself down your throat before cumming down your throat murmuring a line of praises

“did so good, makin m’ feel so good baby. taking my cum like you can’t breathe without it”.

you swallow it all. taking a massive breath of air as he pulls out your throat for good tonight. he presses a quick kiss to your forehead before flipping you over in your tummy.

this was far from over

Ghost Zombie! 🧟‍♂️

I had fun doing this little commission that they gave me! Without a doubt my client loved it and that makes me super happy. ✨️

So what if he's killed people he's still my baby girl🤷🏻‍♀️

(I may have problems)

Guys the time I spend on here is becoming concerning, but do I care no. 🤠