#chat: riley

[raisedxbywolves]

“You’re talking mad shit for a guy within kissing distance.”

@pctentialbreakupsong

Theo had a tendency to bail whenever anyone started to catch feelings, which put an element of chaos in any relationship with him that lasted longer than a few nights. He wasn't clear on why Riley was willing to put up with that on again/off again shit they had going on, but that was her business. It made the rest of the pack crazy when they were on, but since that wasn't a lot different from when they were off, he didn't consider their opinions much of a factor.

He was leaning on the pool table at their favorite bar, cue in one hand, and he might have just tossed out a challenge to get her to play with him. That hadn't been the kind of playing he had in mind, but it wouldn't take a lot to persuade him either.

"We tried that, remember? It didn't work." He grinned when he said it though because something not working was absolutely no reason not to try it again in Theo's book, especially if that something was a hot, tiny blonde who could kick his ass without breaking a sweat. Okay, maybe some sweating, given the lycanthropy made him just as strong as she was, but still. He wasn't opposed. If insanity was doing something over and over again and expecting different results, then sign him up.

[gallowsheart]

@potentialbreakupscng (cont. from here)

He held up a hand in surrender when she nudged him aside, backing off to give her room for her shot. If he was enjoying the view, that was his business. He'd practically been invited by the way this conversation started, and Theo wasn't sure how to feel about that. He wasn't completely oblivious. He knew there was …something, every time they broke things off. That was part of the reason for it. If he let himself, he could probably have real feelings for Riley, and in Theo's mind, that was one of the worst things he could do to her. It would hurt a lot more if they gave it a real shot and he tanked it by being himself than if he just kept things at a distance. At least, that was his stupid fuckboy logic.

"I have a whole pack who puts up with my bullshit. That's one of the nicer things about them." He leaned against the table, giving a nod of approval at the break. He'd never imagined them finding a pack where they fit so well after the disaster that was their family, but they were home. They made Aven feel safe, and they gave Theo the room he needed to come and go as he pleased without feeling tied down. "After everything? Such as what? I'm an angel." He smirked, straightening up to line up his shot. He sank one of the stripes in a corner pocket and another in the side before missing his third. "You're going to have to step up your game." He stood back, snagging the bottle from her and stealing a sip.

[shotmrmiller]

ghost getting himself a cute, soft girl he doesn't talk about much but is clearly obsessed with and price just thinks it's nice he's finally settled down, approves of the home he's made for himself, definitely approves of the one he's taken for himself.

soap asks kyle if he's seen you and he says, "yep. lovely bird he's got tucked away in her little dollhouse. makes great food, too." soap swears there's a subtle shift in his tone when he says "lovely", a hint of something deeper that flickers in his eyes for just a moment. soap simply sucks on his teeth, letting it slide. (although he knows that kyle's always been one to appreciate the good things in life.)

interest gnaws at him, a persistent itch he can't scratch. price likes you just fine, as does kyle. well what about him? he decides to bite the bullet and goes to simon with a knot between his brows, the corners of his lips tugged downwards. they've shared clothes, bullets, beds. if the other two got to meet you, why can't he?

"ya can come over for dinner on tonight. she'd 'ave my neck if she didn't formally meet ya anyway."

soap then asks, out of genuine curiosity more than anything else, if simon would have kept you in the dark from him hadn't he brought you up himself.

"ya meet 'er when i want ya to, boy, and not a moment before." the tone he takes is unmistakeable. his words are a command, not a suggestion, and soap instantly knows to not push further.

soap nods. "ah'll be there."

"course ya will. she'd be terribly disappointed otherwise."

yeah, he'd hate to have that.

soap sits in the living room, the soft glow of the lamp casting a warm light over the cozy place. with a full stomach and an unfastened belt, nursing a glass of kentucky. he can't remember the last time he ate that well or that much.

maybe it's the alcohol that loosens his tongue, or the fact that he wishes he also had a sweet little thing to keep at his side just like simon's doing with you now, but the thoughts he's been mulling over all evening since he first saw you tumble out of his mouth.

"while ah can attest to yer taste in sweethearts, can't say much about your alcohol. bourbon, LT?" he says, chest warm.

simon's arm tightens around your hips, fingers splayed possessively over your thigh. he shrugs, completely unbothered by the backhanded compliment. "can't be perfect in everythin', can we, sergeant?"

soap's cheeks burn furiously hot when you come to his defense with a smack of your palm onto simon's chest. "be nice to johnny. he's got a face that make up for some of his other flaws."

the teasing lilt in your voice unashamedly gets his southern blood pumping. he can't help it if certain things stir when someone as pretty as you look at him like that. soap swirls the amber liquid gently in the glass while keeping his limpid eyes on you, not even trying to hide the fact that his gaze hasn't wavered since your cheeky little comment.

you then whisper something in simon's ear, your cupped hand not even half the size of his head and soap has to rearrange himself from the outside when your teeth catch your bottom lip. simon looks up at you then, eyes heavy and half lidded, and a smirk plays at the corners of his mouth.

"'m not sure, love. you'll just 'ave to ask 'im yourself. go on."

you open that sweet mouth of yours, but simon cuts you off with a decisive wave of his hand. "no. you know how to ask for things."

your reaction to that is visceral, and you're on your knees faster than his alcohol-muddled brain can comprehend. don't look down 'er shirt, don't look down 'er shirt, don't-

"johnny, will you touch my pussy?"

he splutters at your question, completely taken aback, but it seems you're not done just yet.

"hands to yourself, sergeant. tha' not all."

you pout at simon, one that earns you a look that promises consequence, but do as he says.

"will you touch my pussy, johnny? pretty please?"

[wombywoo]

detour 🚘

[yi3248]

roach with ducks for @roachy-draws :D!!!

[kechiwrites]

Simon "I actually don't care if it's piss or not" Riley

[turannoktonos]

Aka...the aftermath :)

[tojisun]

i genuinely cant develop this further but simon fucks you so good and so hard and so much (it lasts for many hours) before every mission because hes scared that this is his last time he’ll get to fuck you. it’s all inadvertent when he got you addicted to his cock and his love-making because, to be honest, these sessions are more for him than for you. his grunts and his pleasured rumbles and his dirty talk? theyre not to make you dizzy with pleasure, theyre to make him cum. he gets so lost in his own euphoria that its truly but an added bonus that you cum with him.

he doesn’t tell you this though

[mrsrileywrites]

Simon Riley coded

[cr1msonshr13k]

🍷Lord have mercy🍒

[heavenbarnes]

Does older bf!simon have social media?

great question!

he has one, older bf!simon has one singular social media account and it’s with instagram.

he only follows you and he only has it so he can like every single photo you post and comment “i like this” on them.

he literally does nothing else with the account (except watch rug cleaning videos on reels) and he has an alert for when you post.

[idyllcy]

secret of us (deluxe) event

HAPPY SECRET OF US DELUXE DROP :333333333 to celebrate (bc that's so true ruined my life) we're doing a mini event!! Drop a character + song/number in the inbox and I'll write a little short smth based on the character n song!! Happy requesting <3

Track List

Felt Good About You - Tim Drake

Risk - Cass Cain

Blowing Smoke - Simon Riley

I Love You, I’m Sorry - Damian Wayne

us. - Carlos Oliveria

Let It Happen - Jason Todd

Tough Love - Ada Wong

I Knew It, I Know You - Tim Drake

Gave You I Gave You I - Hajime Hinata

Normal Thing - Konig

Good Luck Charlie - Dick Grayson

Free Now - Jason Todd

Close to You - Bruce Wayne

Cool - Dick Grayson

That’s So True - Jason Todd

I Told You Things - Leon Kennedy

Packing It Up - Saiki Kusuo

posting starts Oct 28th!! Ty for requesting <3

[call-of-duty-incorrect-quotes]

The glorious 141 group chat

Soap: I don't know why we have three different pig emojis but it's great for when you need to tell someone a pig is slowly approaching.

Soap: 🐖

Soap:🐷

Price: Stop.

Soap: 🐽

Ghost: Nice. Free pork 🥩

Soap: Hey! Don't eat it!

Ghost: Too late.

[mylarena]

Soap, draped across the couch, hanging halfway off of it: [Sad, dejected tone] And that's the most effective way to set up your C4 to maximize the destruction.

Gaz, knowing exactly what Soap's issue is: [Nods] Nice.

Price: ... Soap, are you feeling al-

Ghost: [Walks into the room, just getting back from a week long solo mission]

Soap, immediately flinging himself into a sitting position: [Absolutely ecstatic voice] Ghost! You're back!

Gaz & Price: [Exchange a Done With This Shit™ look]

[yi3248]

do they go honk shu or honk mimimi or does soap's chest go honk honk like a clown's nose if you squeeze it

@youredyingthatsallthereis kirby caps soapghostroach has arrived‼️

[empresskylo]

I HAVE THIS THING LIKE WHY NOT GHOST HANDING HIS MASK OVER TO YOU WHILST YOU GUYS GET IT ON 😫😫😫

hang ONNNNN! are you saying he makes you put his mask on?!!! IS THAT WHAT YOURE SAYING??? because i can just imagine that man getting you to whine and beg, pleading with him to take his mask off so you can kiss him and properly look at him while he wrecks you. and his cocky ass is like “you want me to take it off s’bad, then you gotta put it on.” and the way he never even imagined that before, but just randomly got the idea when you were babbling nonsense while he was inside of you. and now, now he can’t get enough. you completely naked apart from his mask slouched over your face… probably makes you wear his dog tags too so he can watched them jiggle between your breasts 😅