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So i forgot that i had a tumblr for like 2 months, hehe the adhd worms were eating my brain i guess. Any way, im back , i have thoughts and im about to make it everyoneâs problem
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Ok since chapter 3 is taking a bit longer then i thought âŚ.. BIG BOY SIMON!!
Doesnât ask you to move , he just moves you out of the way
There is no stopping this man from going where he wants. You want to go to a makeup store and he wants to go to a gun shop? He is picking you up and taking you with him
Built in blanket of a man, also heavy
Way to heavy, donât let his fall asleep on you , you WILL suffocate
Hands are the size of your head
His fingertips touch when he holds your waist with both hands
The nsfw stuff will come later :)
#simon riley x reader#simon ghost riley#mw2#ghost x reader#soft!ghost#cod mw2#domestic fluff#drabble#cod mw3
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TW: This Fic contains kidnapping, dub con, NSFW scenes, Stockholm syndrome among other things. Please do not read if these themes upset or disturb you. That being said, welcome and enjoy the ride.
A/n: Thank you for waiting for this chapter, after like 2 weeks of writers block and not knowing how to pull story beats together its done. I'm gonna start chapter 3 next Monday and hopefully release it before Friday. As always thank you for your support and drop a follow if you like my work.
Chapter 2- The date
You could hear what sounded like rattling metal as you ended your call with Simon. âProbably the dog he had mentioned at the storeâ you thought to yourself as you began to frantically sift through your closet. It was a simple coffee date, no need to get dolled up. Maybe just a cute top and some jeans. âYeah this should work â you say aloud as you lay out your outfit for tomorrow.It had been so long since you went on an actual date. Sure you had the occasional hook up and to be truthful a lot of them, were not up to snuff. But this coffee date was something to actively look forward to. Simon was polite and patient from what you could tell. He had suggested somewhere highly public and not tried to get you to his place immediately . Maybe all your waiting had finally paid off and you had found an actual nice guy. âLet's just hope heâs not some kind of serial killerâ you mused to your house plant as you passed it on the way out your bedroom and to your now cooling bath. Now all you had to do was relax and let tomorrow come.Â
Simon pov
Simon was late. Johnny had decided he needed to be a brat as soon as Simon made his way to the front door. Pulling at Simon's belt , murmuring âjustâ a quickie, fer good luck andâ a clear headâ he had murmured. That quickie ended up being more of a half hour event, with Johnny whining for him to âgo harder, please sir, wanna feel you while you catch our birdâ. Granted Simon did have a clear head as he walked through the door to the small-ish coffee shop youâd agreed to meet him in. Panning his vision across the small space yielded a sight that could make an angel fall. There you sat, eyes wet , idly stirring what looked like a chocolate flavored coffee topped with pink sprinkles. God you looked so dejected , like everything that could go wrong in the world had all happened just before Simon had walked in. Slowly, Simon made his way towards you internally cursing Johnny for being so persuasive in his efforts to hop on his dick and spin.Â
âEllo lil bird, I'm sorry to be so late,â Simon remarked as he stopped , right behind Beanieâs chair.
The brown skinned woman sat up quickly , blinking away un-shed tears. âOh shit, Simon, heeeey. I figured you wouldn't showâ She greeted , turning in her seat. Simon felt lower than low, seeing the wetness in her eyes gather and release a single tear that she quickly wiped away.
âGod you must think I'm well and truly an ass' ' Simon retorted with a sad crow âmy dog decided he wanted to make a mess right as I was leavin my house. If I had known it would take so long to clean, I would have just left" Simon's eyebrow furrowed at that last remark, sudden anger foreign.
âMay i?â he gestured to the chair opposite you.Â
Nodding you avert your eyes to look at the door , suddenly thinking about whether or not you should just make a run for it. â you know normally if someone is this late to a date i leaveâ you quip , hoping to hide your nerves.
âYeah? Well I'm honored that you decided to stay. I hate to admit it but you've been on my mind since yesterday. Iâve gotta tell ya I'm curious, who are you , where you've been , what you want and how i can factor into those plans. You are mesmerizing "Simon finished , in awe of you all but glow under his complements. a feeling shoots up your spine as you feel you face heat at the confession.No one had ever said something so deep to you and been genuine . Most of the time guys would say âdeepâ shit to try to charm their way into your bed. Maybe it was because Simon was hot and made you feel butterflies in very inappropriate areas or maybe his vulnerability was something you craved , you weren't sure yet. You did know that you were going to keep Simon in your life for as long as he would let you cling. Plus he had a dog and everyone loves dogs.
âThat's a lofty ask Simon , maybe I'll tell you who i am on this date and for each date I'll answer one of you questions. But you gotta answer them tooâ you bargain. Simon seems pleased that you want to know him just as much as he wants to know you.
â Well then Simon, my name is Y/n L/n, most people call me Beanie. Iâm 27 and i work from home as a freelance book editor. My favorite desert is flan and house plant tending is my hobby." Beanie formally introduces herself , much like one would do in front of class at the beginning of a school semester.You look at Simon expectantly.Â
â oh um ,â he starts âMy name is Simon Riley, Simon is fine, I'm 37 and I'm a retired military vet. Not by choice mind you, ended up with a bad injury and got discharged with a couple of my men. Now i just garden and take care of an old geezer of a dog.â
You and Simon talked for another hour before the cashier announced the shop would be closing early due to some sort of electrical issue. Simon took this as the perfect time to draw your date to a close and promising that he would text you later. You agreed that it was a good idea to end here and make plans for a later meeting.
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Your second date, a week later , ended up being your idea. A quiet afternoon at a local park for a picnic.
âWell Simon, your next question of where Iâve beenâ you said propping yourself up on your elbows. âIâve been to the states, Canada, the Caribbean. Ive got family there , but we donât talk much. And finally London. I ended up staying and applying for a citizenship after my work visa ran out and i gotta say, i like it here.â You finish with a giggle. Youâd been looking forward to this date all week.
Simon was so open and honest, telling at length about his injury and it felt to basically repurpose his life after being discharged. You couldnât imagine having to reboot how you went about your life so abruptly. He was so strong for that. Handsome, kind and thoughtful, Simon had even gotten you a bouquet of peonies, your favorite flower. You weren't entirely sure how he knew, but it was thoughtful none the less.
Simon looked deep in thought before he responded â originally born anâ raised in Manchester, though during my military career I've seen all corners of the world , but Iâm much more content with the more rural areas of Londonâ. Simon looked off into the distance, surveying the park goers when he caught sight of a black and brown blurred bee lining straight for you.
One second you were turning your head to see what Simon was looking for and the next you were in his lap as a very hyper doberman barreled right through the spot you had been sitting in. A very frantic dog walker yelling an apology as he dashed passed, leash in hand. A giggle tumbled out of your mouth as you watched the pair until they were out of sight. It was only then that you realized , you were suddenly very close to your date.
Your eyes met his and it was kind of like fate. Like the stars had aligned and pushed your two souls into each other's orbit , willing you to meet. Your eyes connect and Simon leans closer.
And closer.
And closer.
Till his lips are just barely ghosting over yours. 'screw this waitin shit' you think as you surge forward, closing the distance and sharing a searing kiss. His lips tasted like the strawberries you had brought and the champagne Simon surprised you with when you had met at his car. It was like everything clicked together and the world stopped for a brief second. Sadly you both had to breath at some point and you pulled away.
"Oh wow" you sighed, almost giddy with the lack of oxygen. "I've never been one to kiss on the second date, but that felt"
"right?" Simon finished your sentence for you. " to be honest I've never felt as comfortable as i do with you." he reveled , holding you close.
You stayed like that for a while, sun beginning to set and the park lights flickering on. Soon it was time for you to leave. You folded and packed away your picnic basket and made your way back to Simon's car. he had insisted that he take you home, the drive to your building was comfortably silent , the radio playing some new love song by an obscure boy band. It didn't occur to you that you hadn't given him your address, too love struck for the thought to register.
The drive wasn't long and soon you were parked outside of your home, Simon slipping out to open your door and walk you up the stairs. "I had a nice time, thank you for the picnic" you say to to Simon suddenly shy as Simon crowded you against the door.He leaned down, close to your ear and said " for our next date , I'll take you somewhere real fancy, wear something pretty for me , ok?" he voice soft and velvety. Planting a quick kiss on your cheek he stepped back and winked. You release a breath you weren't aware you were holding, face hot. "yeeah, yep. c-call me when you get home k!' you stammer as you unlock your door and slip inside under Simon's watchful eyes.
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Simon signed as he watched your door slide shut. Your date was a success and soon, so very soon you would be home with him and johnny. You had felt so soft in his arms and now that he had had a taste of you , there was no substitute. he just had to get you home, without damaging you too much. He had the whole drive home to finalize his thoughts.
Pulling up the gravel drive way , he could see johnny lazing on the front porch, face tight in concentration as he sketched on a drawing pad, near manic in he fervor.
"ech-em" Simon cleared his throat, jolting johnny out of his thoughts, "Jesus, ye big bastard. Did ya need to scare me half to death?" he admonished as he set aside his art supplies. Simon chuckled a the Scot's crassness, "And here i was ready to tell you how my date went with our bird and all i get is yelled at. Maybe I should' Simon trails off as johnny all but bum-rushes him, shouting obscenities as he forcefully pulls Simon towards their front door and into the living room , where he promptly shoves Simon down onto the couch and straddles his lap with an expectant look. " now, tell me everything" johnny pushes , blue eyes wide an waiting.
Simon lets out a warm laugh as his hands run up and down the fat of johnny's ass and thighs, gripping and groping every now and then. "There's my eager puppy. You wanna know all there is to know about our precious bird, dont'cha?" Simon pulling his lover close so he can whisper into his ear. âHer favorite fruit is strawberries, want to taste?â He teases as johnny rears back and smashes his lips with Simonâs. Johnny can only whine as Simon's tongue slip's past his lips.
They had much to 'discuss'.
#simon riley x reader#ghost x reader#soft!ghost#john soap mactavish#cod mw3#domestic fluff#cod mw2#simon ghost riley#ghost x soap#ghoap#ghoap x reader#ghoap fic
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I may write something about this later :3
Fangs In Your Neck Friday. how we feeling this evening
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More sleepy!simon while i finish chapter 2
Simon coming home after like 5 weeks of deployment and he is BONE TIRED. But you OOOH , you his sweet , lovely, horny ass wife. You have not seen nor felt this man in 5 FUCKING WEEKS. You are feral. He has yet to sit down and you have already proceeded to climb this man.
Kisses , nibbles, lipstick marks , spit. You name it, he was showered with it. Your already sopping wet and not willing to waste time, your commanding a very sleepy Simon to unzip and disrobe. Maybe its the sleep deprivation or the fact that he hasnât seen you in 5 weeks or maybe even that you are wearing his favorite thong and bossing him around . Either way he is rock solid before his boxers are off. He just sits back and holds his cock steady for you as pull your thong to the side and slide down his length. No breaks just straight down.
You let out a sound, a squeal, as your clit ruts into the blond fluff at the base of Simonâs cock. Youâd almost forgotten how big your husband was the stretch feeling almost unwieldy.
As your cunt twitched and pulsed you could feel every vein and ridge. Simon hadnât even made a wiff of noise throughout your descent.
Bringing your attention back to his face , you realize this man is knocked out . Homie is snoozing 9 inches deep in your guts. You try to rise up a bit but NOPE he has a death grip on your hips and every time you manage to pull yourself off and inch or two he is slamming you right back down with the sweetest little kiss from his tip to your cervix.
All you can do is resign yourself to holding onto his shoulders and grinding into his lap.
A nap might not be a terrible idea.
#simon riley x reader#cod mw2#mw2#simon ghost riley#ghost x reader#soft!ghost#drabble#cod mw3#sleepy simon
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Anyway, Iâve written about 1/3 of chapter 2 and a bit of the sleepy story as well
This is just a shout out to @callsign-selkie and @stargirl-mo for being my first comments. Thank you both for your support.
#cod mw2#simon riley x reader#mw2#simon ghost riley#john soap mactavish#ghost x reader#cod mw3#ghoap x reader
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Im so fucking motivated to write chapter 2 rn. im planning the chapter so its more cohesive
#cod mw2#simon riley x reader#simon ghost riley#mw2#soft!ghost#ghost x reader#john soap mactavish#mw3#cod mw3#soap mw3#call of duty
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#simon riley x reader#mw2#mw3#simon ghost riley#domestic fluff#soft!ghost#sleepy simon#ghost x reader#drabble
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Sneak peek for âmanâs best friend â :
âYur just needin someone to treat you sweet, donât ya lass? I can do that fâr ye. Just let me taste ya. Thaâs all i want , winânea ask fer more.â He begged from outside the cage , fumbling with lock .
#mw2#cod mw3#simon riley x reader#simon ghost riley#soft!ghost#ghost x reader#soap x reader#feral!soap#puppy!soap#ghoap#is this a ramble?#no#sneak peek
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Man's best friend
TW: This Fic contains kidnapping, dub con, NSFW scenes, Stockholm syndrome among other things. Please do not read if these themes upset or disturb you. That being said welcome and enjoy the ride.
Chapter 1- The meeting
The harsh fluorescent lights of my local grocery store shone into my eyes as I struggled to reach the top shelf for the last item on my list. I groan as I fall back from the tips of my toes. âGod whoever put the brown sugar on the top shelf is a fucking whoreâ I think to myself rolling my eyes. âOk, round twoâ I reach up to the shelf again, my hand just barely grazing the bag before a large scared hand plucks the bag down and offers it to me. My eyes follow the hand, up a thick arm to an attractive scared face, it's bottom half covered by a black surgical mask with a white skull decal on the front.Â
âNeed aâlil help love?â the man's voice was warm like hot chocolate and just as smooth. â holy, blond babeâ involuntarily slips through my lips, I need to start thinking before I speak. â well that's a new oneâ he chuckles, a sound I would pay a premium just to have in a bottle. "Geez, I'm sorry, that was creepy. Thanks for grabbing that for me" I rush out, taking the bag of brown sweetness in my hand. " Don't worry about it, I've been told my appearance is a bit shocking to most civilians, I'm Simon" he holds his hand out for a handshake. 'civilians, maybe he's ex-military?' I think as I shake his hand. It's as warm as his voice sounds and he grasps my hand gently, not like how most men squeeze your hand to intimidate you when you're a woman. "I'm Y/n, but most people just call me Beanie" The sentence all but falls out of my mouth, god I'm awkward.
Simon steps closer to me as another shopper passes through the aisle. "Beanie? A cute name fitted for a cute girl" his eyebrows quirk like he was smiling or maybe laughing at his own joke. 'holy shit this guy is huge' runs through my mind as he gets closer. Simon has a least a foot on me and is nearly twice as wide, hes like a brick house covered in a fluffy green cardigan. "hello? Earth to ms. Beanie. You still in there? or do you just like staring?" He waves a hand in front of my face and i let out a startled squeak.
"I'm so sorry, I just um ,have a lot on my mind" a good enough excuse if I've ever made one. Simon looks pensive " well, I've got to get home before my , dog, gets antsy. But how bout we talk more over coffee. maybe you can tell me a little of whats on your mind" he pulls out a pen and receipt from his pocket and jots his number on it. "text me some time" he winks as he turns to walk out the aisle. " Oh um yeah ok" i call out to him , dumb founded, a hot english guy just gave me his number after calling me cute. The world must be ending. I finish my shopping quickly and begin my walk home, unable to shake the sudden feeling of being watched.
SIMON POV
âToothpaste,sorbet, lemonsâŚ.â Simonâs thoughts trailed off as he looked catching a glimpse of what had to be the most pathetic looking woman he had ever seen. She was small and curvy and struggling. Muttering under her breath , probably about the sugar she couldnât reach. Her braids bounced with his movements as she tried to reach the top shelf again. Simon had know her, before he could stop himself he was walking over and reaching for the sugar, brown like her glossy skin, and handing it to her. He had asked if she needed help and in her surprise called him a âblond babeâ. She was shy , like a mouse , in their short interaction she seemed to just loose focus and float off. A girl like her shouldnât be by herself, she should be at home being coddled and cozy. At least according to Simon.
He had to know more, so he gave her his number, he knew she eventually reach out and then theyâd have their girl. He excused himself and then waited. Soon enough she was exiting the store and walking , presumably, to her home. As he watched he called Johnny. âSoap, iâve found a bird for usâ he said into his earbud as he took a picture to sent to his partner. As the photo was received johnny groaned. âSheâs a pretty one, looks sweetâ came johnnyâs voice.
âWhen?â Johnny barked impatiently
âSoonâ Simon scolded as he got into his car and drove off
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The sound of the car door alerted Johnny to Simonâs return. Soon enough heavy footsteps sounded up the porch. Johnny opened the door for his partner, eager to know more about their new girl. Crowding Simon in the entryway and throwing questions left and right. Whats her name, when will she be ours , what does she smell like? The inquires dying in his throat as Simon curls a warm hand around it. â patience johnny shes a skittish one. Quiet and easily distracted too. We donât want to scare her , do we?â Johnny gave a whine and nodded âIâm going to take her out , wine and dine her and when the time comes bring her home. You will not interfere. Copy?â Simon pulled Johnny in close by the throat, towering over him. â yes sirâ johnny whined, his hips twitching against Simonâs leg. Johnny had always been impatient and impulsive, but now with the prospect of you all training went right out the window.
"Good lad, now kneel for me love" Johnny easily slides to the floor, his head bowed and lent against Simon thigh. Johnny was docile when he wanted something and in this case it was information. Slowly, johnny unzips Simon's fly, " tell me a bout our bird Simon, whats she like?" Johnny, voice sultry and sweet, is allowed to pull Simon from his pants.
" Eager are we puppy?" Simon hisses as Johnny kisses his leaking tip. "shes a golden goddess of a women, small and demure, she was shy when i approached her but" he pauses as Johnny's warm mouth engulfs his member. "i can see it , shes got a mean streak, was cursin' up a storm before she noticed me." Simon sighs as johnny takes him to the base. "Easy pet, wouldn't want to" Simon is interrupted by a high pitched *ping*.
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" I'm home" you yelled into your empty apartment. You lived alone but had read somewhere that announcing your arrival and departures could help stave off the effects of depression. And god did you need a break from those effects. You'd been alone since you had kicked out your then boyfriend of 3 years after finding him in bed with your now ex best friend. "it's not what it looks like' he had said as you started grabbing all traces of him and throwing them out the nearest window, you friend's clothes included. You'd kicked them both out with nothing but the sheet off your bed and said good riddance. 'maybe i should get a cat" You mused as you unloaded your groceries. Your thoughts suddenly swerving to the huge blond you'd met, the number he had slipped you now burning a hole in your pocket.
Maybe you'd text him , be real suave and ask him out or something.
Beanie: Hey it's Beanie from the grocery store you helped me wit the sugar :)
Typing....
typing...
' He must be typing a letter or something, you think as you lean against your cabinet. Setting your phone down you leave the kitchen take a well deserved bath. As you turn the tap you hear a distant *ping*. You may or may not have run out of the bathroom and tripped trying to get to your phone faster.
Simon: Yeah Beanie
Simon: I remember you , the pretty bird buying sugar
You can feel your face heating at the compliment, already imagining his smooth as warm butter voice. You were having some inappropriate feelings about a stranger and you needed to *ping*. Another text.
Simon: so about that coffee love?
#simon riley x reader#john soap mactavish#ghost x reader#mw2#cod mw3#domestic fluff#ghoap x reader#ghoap#hehe :3
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How the fuck do yall be writing the most sloppy of toppies in your fics man? Ive been stuck on this Ghoap blowjob scene fop the last 2 hours
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So im not sure if i want to name my insert character for this ghoap x reader fic im writing so imma ask the people
#cod mw2#ghoap x reader#simon riley x reader#simon ghost riley#soft!ghost#ghost x reader#john soap mactavish#johnny x reader#soap x reader#puppy!soap#bd/sm pet
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Soft!Simon x Dumdum!y/n
NSFW MDNI
Ok but like Soft!simon who is dating an idiot. Just she is dumber that a bag of rocks. He is in love with is bitch tho. Like home girl is stupid. If you ask her what 9 +10 is she will , with full confidence, say 21. Like god help this girl. Simon isnât even really sure how she made it to adulthood, let alone graduating high school. Itâs s totally fine tho since he likes you as you are.
Since Simon is retired from service heâs got some cash to burn so he makes sure your life is a comfortable one. All you have to do in return is look pretty and spread your thighs for him. Simon is fairly certain no pussy is as good as yours . What you lack in common sense and book smarts you fully make up for with two tight holes and a very eager mouth.
#cod mw2#simon riley x reader#domestic fluff#simon ghost riley#mw2#soft!ghost#ghost x reader#rambles#i need him
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Sleepy!simon x reader
Back by popular demand Sleepy man Simon. In bullet point form to get all my thoughts out before they vanish, NSFW under the cut
SFW
He has no filter , will say the weirdest shit like " have you mopped the roof or should i do i?" type shit
will fall asleep standing up , like a horse , a really buff horse. he has scared the shit out of you multiple times in the middle of the night
Falls asleep ANYWHERE, I'm not kidding, under the bed , in the shower, under the car that one time he was changing you oil
has mistaken house hold objects as a pillow on more than one occasion, you found him in the tub with a bottle of lysol under his head once. its currently you phone background
sleeps with a death grip. Did he fall asleep holding you hand? well i hope you don't have to pee cus your ass is not moving till he wakes up
once fell asleep while cuddling you, went to roll over and rolled with you. your scream woke him up. He was very amused
you sleep with a separate blankets, due to the Burrito incedent
The burrito indecent, he rolled into the blankets with you in his arms, trapping you in a hot ass tube till he got up to pee
â¨NSFWâ¨
God this man babbles when heâs inside you just â baby, pleaseâ and âso tight fâmeâ
He whimpers- thats it thats the point- whimpers while you ride him into the mattress or couch or back seat that one time
Speaking of riding, when youâre on top his mouth does not leave your nipples. He is â¨attachedâ¨, secured, connected even.
PUSSY DRUNK, this man is gone , head is empty. No thoughts. Its just his cock in your cunt thats it
Accidentally creampies you.Heâs thrusting lazily, half awake, when suddenly he stills and lets out the neediest fucking sound. It takes a second before you realize that heâs dropped a fat load in your pussy. Your just laying there like, is this my life now?
Your dirty talk flusters the fuck out of him, you once asked him if he was gonna pit a baby in you and he came on the spot. He was down and out like a light. You thought you killed him at first. Nope just hit his reset button real good
#cod mw2#simon riley x reader#domestic fluff#mw2#simon ghost riley#soft!ghost#ghost x reader#popular vote
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Im just a girl:) tw: nsfw-ish
I think about getting railed at work by COD characters
I fantasize about being treated like a pet and put into a cage
I dream of being called Love and doll and sweetheart but also , whore,slut and bitch
I want to be tied up and edged
But i also want to be taken care of
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