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#i promise im not trying to make a habit of showing ghosts face#i just wanted them to kiss :)#gay#< factual#this happens after ghost fights konig#i think it occurs inside ghosts room#also the casual intimacy of ghost feeling comfortable enough around soap to leave his mask off for extended periods of time#god#ghost acts like such a tough guy but the reality is that hes so ridiculously in love with soap its nuts#ghostsoap#simon ghost riley#john soap mactavish#konig#cod me2#giragi art#also yes i put a warning for ghosts face#i know ppl like to imagine who they want for him after all
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Can you please write about how the task force 141 + whoever you want react to the reader having asymmetrical breasts (you know when one is bigger than the other)? In fact, I decided to write this request as I have this type of chest myself and I'm a bit insecure about of it :-[
It's totally okay if you not wanting to write it, just ignore my ask!
Yoᥙɾ ᑲoᑯყ ɩ⳽ ᥲɾt
Task Force 141 + fem! Reader
As the title says, your body is art. You are a masterpiece, a work of art that is one of a kind. Your body is a canvas that as shows everyone how unique you are. Be proud of who you are and never let anyone make you feel less than beautiful. Because everyone is unique in their own way.
Remember that your always loved by me and so many people! You’re beautiful ❤️
‿︵‿︵ʚ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ・❉・ ʚ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ‿︵‿︵
Simon Riley
Simon and you sat together in your shared apartment, laying in each others arms while watching a movie, a timid silence hung between you. Simon noticed a flicker of unease in your eyes and decided to gently inquire about their distress.
"Hey.." he began softly "Is something on your mind? You seem a little distant today."
You shifted uncomfortably, trying to find the right words. "Simon, there's something I've been meaning to tell you, more like show you, something I'm scared you'll find repulsive."
Simon's eyes softened, realizing the depth of your vulnerability. "You can tell or show me anything, love. I promise you won't scare me away."
Taking a deep breath, You hesitated before whispering, "The real real reason why I’m wearing hoodies and refuse to show my chest is because I’m insecure about them. They’re asymmetrical. It's something I've always been insecure about, and I'm afraid you won't find me attractive anymore."
Simon's heart ached for your self-doubt. He gently cupped their face, his voice filled with warmth and affection. "Do you think my scars are beautiful?"
You blinked in surprise, "Of course, Simon. Your scars tell a story of bravery and resilience."
Simon smiled tenderly. "Then you have to find your body even more beautiful. Imperfections make us unique, and they should never overshadow the beauty within."
Overwhelmed with emotion, You felt tears prickling at the corners of their eyes. Simon's unwavering support gave them the strength to embrace their insecurities and trust in his love.
"Baby.." Simon continued, his voice filled with sincerity, "You are extraordinary just as you are. Your beauty goes beyond physical appearances. It resides in your heart, your courage, and your ability to be vulnerable with me."
You couldn't help but smile, feeling a sense of acceptance wash over you. Simon's words resonated deeply, helping to shatter the walls of self-doubt that had plagued you for far too long.
John MacTavish
You’re an independent and determined soldier, were a valued member of Task Force 141. You fought alongside the elite team, including the sergeant John MacTavish. Your skills were unmatched and you held your own in the most dangerous missions.
However, there was something that haunted you, casting a shadow over your confidence—the asymmetry of your breasts. It made you uncomfortable and self-conscious, especially when it came to getting close to others. Your insecurity prevented you from being comfortable enough to wear a little tighter shirts.
One evening, after a particularly grueling mission, you found yourself alone in the barracks, trying to hide your feelings from the world. The weight of your insecurity felt unbearable, and tears welled up in your eyes. Just as you were about to lose yourself in self-doubt, a gentle knock on the door caught your attention.
"Hey, it's me, Soap" John's voice called out, warm and comforting.
You opened the door, trying to hide the remnants of your tears, but John's piercing gaze instantly caught on to your emotional state.
"Something bothering you, love?" he asked, concern etched on his rugged face.
Unable to find the words, you nodded, allowing your tears to flow freely. John stepped forward, pulling you into a comforting embrace, his strong arms enveloping you.
"It's okay, lass. We all have our insecurities," he whispered softly, his voice a soothing balm to your troubled heart. "But trust me when I say that your body is a work of art, flaws and all. You're perfect."
John's words reverberated through your soul, bringing forth a glimmer of hope amidst the darkness of your self-doubt. He held you tightly, reassuring you that he was there for you, no matter what.
"You don't have to show anyone anything you're not ready for" John said gently. "Your well-being is what matter most."
Through your tear-streaked vision, you saw love in his eyes. In that moment, your heart swelled with a newfound strength. You knew you could trust John and his unwavering support ignited a flicker of courage within you.
"Thank you," you whispered, your voice barely audible.
John's warm smile melted away your fears. With tenderness, he brushed away your tears and pressed a gentle kiss against your forehead.
"Remember, love, you are beautiful just the way you are," he said, his voice filled with conviction. "And your beauty goes far beyond your physical appearance. Your strength, bravery, and compassion are what make you truly extraordinary."
That night, you and John remained locked in an embrace, finding comfort in each other's presence.
John Price
John was walking up the stairs to your shared apartment, feeling exhausted from the recent mission. And tonight, the universe had conspired to bring him face-to-face with a vulnerability he hadn't anticipated. As he stepped into the living room, he saw you, huddled in a corner, tears streaming down your face.
Your distress caught him off guard, and he rushed to your side, concern etched across his weathered features. "What's wrong, love?" he asked softly, his voice filled with genuine worry.
You hiccupped, trying to control your sobs as you looked up at him through teary eyes. "I... I can't do it, John" you managed to say between shaky breaths.
Confusion flickered in his eyes. "Can't do what, love?"
"I... I can't show you" you whispered, your voice barely audible.
His brows furrowed as he tried to make sense of your words. Then, his gaze fell upon your trembling hands, clutching at your chest. The realization dawned on him like a punch to the gut. Your insecurity about your asymmetrical breasts.
The room fell into a heavy silence as John's heart ached for you. He had always seen you as the top of beauty. There wasn’t anything or anyone more beautiful than you. But he understood the deep-seated insecurities that could cripple even the strongest soul.
With gentle resolve, John knelt down in front of you, his piercing blue eyes locked with yours. "Listen to me, love," he spoke softly, his voice carrying a warmth that enveloped you. "I've seen the world, been through hell and back. And let me tell you something…you are more beautiful than anything I've ever come across."
You shook your head, the weight of your self-doubt still looming over you. "But, John..."
"No buts, my love" he interrupted, his voice firm but kind. "We all have our imperfections. It's what makes us human. And it's those imperfections that draw us closer, that make us unique."
He reached out and brushed away a tear from your cheek, his touch gentle and comforting. "I love you and you‘re the most beautiful woman that has ever walked on this world."
Your breath hitched as his words seeped into your wounded soul. John's love and acceptance were like a balm, soothing the rawness of your insecurities. Slowly, you felt a flicker of hope ignite within you.
As if reading your mind, John leaned in, his lips barely brushing against yours. It was a tender and sweet kiss.. your very first.
Kyle Garrick
Despite your unwavering strength, there was a deep-seated insecurity that burdened your heart. You struggled with self-acceptance, specifically regarding your asymmetrical breasts. The fear of judgment and rejection prevented you from fully revealing your vulnerable self to Kyle, despite his unwavering affection. And you were always scared because you couldn’t find a way to like them.
One day, as the weight of your insecurities became too heavy to bear alone, tears welled up in your eyes, threatening to spill over. It was during a moment of solitude that Kyle, ever observant, noticed your distress. Without hesitation, he approached you, concern etched across his face.
"Hey" he whispered gently, his voice a soothing balm. "What's troubling you, love? You can tell me anything, you know that."
Your lips quivered as you struggled to find the right words. "Kyle, I... I'm afraid. Afraid you won't see me the same way if I show you. My... chest "
Kyle's warm hand reached out to wipe away your tears, his touch grounding you in the moment. "Baby" he said tenderly, "you're the most beautiful person I've ever met. Your physical appearence is just a fraction of who you are. It's your heart, your soul, your unyielding courage that captivates me."
You tried to speak, but your voice caught in your throat. The fear of rejection still lingered, but Kyle's unwavering support gave you the strength to take a leap of faith.
With a trembling hand, you began to unbutton your shirt, revealing the hidden secret that had kept you shackled for so long. As your heart pounded, you felt Kyle's arms encircle you in a warm, comforting embrace. His presence became a shield against your fears.
"I know it's not easy for you…" Kyle murmured against your ear, his voice filled with empathy. "But believe me when I say that you're more than your physical appearance. You're unique, you're strong, and you're breathtakingly beautiful just the way you are."
"I love you," Kyle whispered, his voice laced with sincerity. "Every part of you, inside and out."
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Angel of death
#simon ghost riley#ghost#cod#call of duty#call of duty modern warfare 2#ghost call of duty#ghost cod#me2#modern warfare 2#simon riley
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hyperfem!reader! with the 141 boys
they have to go to a fancy event and being super grumpy about it and her being ✨ this is my time to shine ✨
Hey, I only do 2 characters per request, I should have specified before, I apologize! But you’re welcome to request again with other characters!
Warning: suggestive
Price and Ghost going to a fancy event with their hyperfem!s/o
Price
It was your good friends wedding.
John just got home, his bags still sitting in the hallway. He really did not feel like going anywhere, especially a busy event such as a wedding.
He quickly changed his mind when he saw the dress you picked.
Picking his jaw up from the floor.
Pink, frills, layers. Your nails were done, your makeup looked beautiful and your hair was curled.
He pulled you close against him, mumbling into your soft lips.
“You look stunning..” You smiled, pressing your hands flat against his chest.
You looked like a cute fairy, he could not stop staring.
Truth to be told you could not take your eyes off of him either, the way his white button up fit him, the way the tux looked on him.
Despite being a bit grumpy and tired at first, he did have lots of fun, mostly because of you.
You kept dragging him to dance with you, even when he complained his feet hurt, he is an old man after all.
At the end of the night when you both got back to your hotel room he wrapped his arms around our waist before you even got to lock the door.
You just looked so beautiful he could not keep his hands to himself.
Large, calloused hands rubbing your soft thighs.
You thought the night was over? Wrong.
Ghost
The last place Simon wanted to go to after a long deployment was a banquet.
Your workplace was hosting a charity event and you begged him to go with you as your plus one.
Partially because you thought it would be nice, but you also didn’t want that one gross coworker to hit on you.
You hoped he would leave you alone after seeing you with Simon.
All you had to do was bat your lashes at him, pouting slightly. How could he say no to you?
“Oh, fuckin’ hell, doll..” There he was, dressed up in a nice, burgundy tux.
You stood there, dumbfounded. He looked absolutely amazing. He brushed his hair back and shaved.
“You look so nice..” you cooed, fixing his tie for him. It’s rare to see him so dressed up.
His large hands rested on your plush hips, rubbing circles with his thumbs.
The event itself was quite boring. Speeches, fake niceness and kindness, lots of two faced people.
Simon became good friends with the minibar. That’s until he saw an older man eyeing his girl, his eyes lingering on her exposed legs for a bit too long.
In a few short strides he appeared behind you, placing a hand on your waist. He tilted his head, looking at the guy with a raised brow?
“This dude bothering you, dove?” You tried to tell him no, that he’s just a coworker, but he could see how uncomfortable you truly were.
Simons’s not the one to cause a scene in public, but the glares he shot at the man were enough to scare him off.
After the event ended and you were walking home with your arm looped around his. You chuckled to yourself. “I saw the way you stared at him.”
“No idea what you’re on about, doll.”
#cod#cod x reader#call of duty#call of duty x reader#simon Riley#simon Riley x reader#ghost#ghost x reader#price#Jonathan price#price x reader#me2#mw2 x reader
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Please pass this on/ reblog...
I want to know everyone's original favorite ships, name a few!! It doesn't matter when the fandom came out- it won't put an age on you since I myself have shipped ancient historical figures and I'm not 1k years old. If you can't remember your OGs, pick ones that changed your brain chemistry (lol)
I'll go first then.... first off, I had some random ships obsessions that didn't last long--burned too bright and too fast.
This is a doozy right from the start: Pyramid head x James (yeah I was fucked up even then but I was just older than a kid LOL) (2002- off and on, but most ended in 2009)
SKX x Ethan (Condemned) (2005-2010)
Phillip Clyde X Eliot (Army of Two) (2008-ended)
Several COD ships for the original Modern Warfare games BUT my fav was Makarov x Graves, Ghost x Soap and Frank Woods x any hot soldier (Black Ops), that dude is HOT. (2009-present)
Zaeed x my OC mShep (this one goes back to ME2 a couple days after launch 2010- present)
6. Admiral Hackett x Illusive Man, Jack Harper (as of 2020-present)
#reblog#who were your favorite ships?#OG ships#just curious about you#video game fanfiction#video game fanart#movie fanfiction#movie ships#cartoon ships#call of duty ships#silent hill ships#rare pairs
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Do you have a favorite Mass Effect? Mine is 2. Miranda used to be my least favorite character and now she's one of my favorite companions.
Mass effect 2 made me the nerd I am today
#Legit tho#I used to only play cod b4 I played me2 and after that I branched out and discovered Quality™ games#dat ask
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Hiiiiii. I tots understand if you dont but do you have the face cods for any of your male sheps especially Tyrone? I'd love to use them for ME2. Can't believe you were able to make male sheps that look that good lol
sorry nonny but I haven't played ME in over a year and I don't have the games installed nor do I know where my saves are 🤷♀️
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A big thanks to @starsandskies for the tag! Thank you my dear <3
I tag @occorner @slothssassin @illusivesoul @sovvngarde @children-ofthe-atom @samfishers but there’s no obligations =)
favorite game from the last 5 years? Ooh The Witcher 3, Dragon Age Inquisition, Metro Last Light, Xcom 2, Dishonored 2
most nostalgic game? ‒ Probably Dishonored, it was the first game I ever finished and played
game that deserves a sequel? ‒ Mass Effect Andromeda.
game that deserves a remaster? ‒ Mass Effect (Original Trilogy)
favorite game series? ‒ Mass Effect
favorite genre? ‒ 3rd or first person RPGs, Immerssive Sims
least favorite genre? ‒ Sport games, multiplayer shooters like COD
favorite song from a game? ‒ MK4 part II-Mass Effect 1, Leaving Earth and A Future for the Krogan, The Dread Wolf Theme-DAI and Leliana’s song-DAO
favorite character from a game? ‒ Don’t make me choose!! Probably, Garrus, FemShep, Thane. Kaidan, Jaal, Evfra, Alistair, Anders, Fenris, Cullen, Blackwall, Dorian, Varric, Daud, The Warden, Hawke, The Inquisitor, Connor RK800, Hank Anderson, Mordin, Kallo
favorite ship from a game? ‒ Way too many XD Warden x Alistair, Hawke x Anders, Hawke x Fenris, Inquisitor x Cullen, Inquisitor x Solas, Inquisitor x Blackwall, Femshep x Garrus, Femshep x Kaidan, Femshep x Thane, SisRyder x Jaal, Ryder x Vetra, Femshep x Zaeed
favorite voice actor from a game? ‒ Jennifer Hale as Commander Shepard, Bryan Dechart as Connor, Varric and Garrus’ voice actors =) And Kaidan’s
favorite cutscene? ‒ Hmm the SPECTRE Induction from ME1, the beginning of ME2, any romance scene with my ships <3
favorite boss? ‒ Daud, trying to take out another person with the Outsider’s mark was tough!
first console? ‒ I am not cool and have never owned a console .
current console or consoles? ‒ Still not cool, I have no consoles, but I’m saving up for a PS$ to play God of War, Horizon: Zero Dawn and Detroit: Become Human
console you want? ‒ A better Pc and a PS4
place from a game that you’d like to visit? ‒ Normandy, Tempest, Havarl, Voeld and probably Karnaca but without the blooflies ., OOh and Ferelden too!
place from a game that you’d like to live in? ‒ Has to be the Normandy
ridiculous crossover that would never happen but would be super fun? ‒ Oh my, probably Mass Effect x
book that would make a good game? ‒ The Trudi Canavan books =)
show/movie that would make a good game? ‒ Oh that’s tough, Labyrinth maybe? I’d love to meet Hoggle etc. Maybe Mulan too?
games you want to play? ‒ Cyberpunk 2077, Detroit: Become Human, God of War, Horizon Zero Dawn
have you gotten 100% completion in a game? ‒ Not yet, not sure I will as hard as I try.
have you cried over a game? ‒ Yes, try Mass Effect....all of them XD
what power-up or ability would you want in real life? ‒ Errr I have no idea maybe biotics? They seem fun!
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Going into ME2, I knew the basics of the plotline and what I had to do to survive the suicide mission at the end of the game, everything else was blind. That being said, I am a lost child who fucks up easily and here’s a list of things, notable things that I did.
- Forget how to vault for a good 5 minutes, looking like an idiot the entire time - Spent 30 minutes trying to find my way into the main part of the Citadel before learning you couldn’t - Forgot to bring Cain to the Thresher Maw Fight, still killed it in 2 minutes - Ran around Tuchanka trying to start Grunt’s Pilgrimage for 30 minutes before learning I had to go to the Normandy and talk to Grunt after Mordin’s loyalty mission - Cain’d a small room of enemies in Jack’s Loyalty quest because I wanted to see how funny it would be. They died. Instantly. - Spent the entire game panicking about Samara’s Loyalty mission and had 100% Paragon before doing it and still thought I wouldn’t have enough - Did Zaeed’s Loyalty mission, put out the fires and then never fucking unlocked the doors for them to escape (whoops) - Sprinting, Vaulting, and Taking Cover being mapped all to the same button caused a LOT of mission failures you don’t wanna know - Did Project Firewalker after the collector base suicide mission thinking it was this big hard questline but it ended up being beginner shit - Ran around Afterlfie for a good 15 minutes trying to find Patriarch, then an additional 10 trying to find the thugs - Got Lost in Ilium for about 45 minutes, I got Shadow Broker done in faster time than the amount of time I got lost in the main area of that place. - You know the mission reward you get after Patriarch? Yeah I uh.. was scared to lose crates so I just... Cain’d them. Finished the mission in 5 seconds. - Spent a good half an hour going on a tangent on how headbutting Ovenk should be a paragon interrupt and not a Renegade one - Ruined a Krogan’s wish for fish. - Wanted to slap Conrad but didn’t wanna do too many Renegade interrupts - Thought there was a Renegade Interrupt for Harkin, there was not. I am sad. - Stared at Etarn Tiron for about 10 minutes, no I do not...yeah I love him. Favorite Turian Shopkeeper 10/10 give me he has potential - Took Legion to the Shadow Broker fight. - Got my Depression cured by Mordin’s singing - Reset 43 times exactly to the same Praetorian on the Collector Ship and found out the best way to beat it was to be a CoD Camper Kid with a sniper. - Meanwhile Horizon’s Praetorian was killed first try and I somehow did it the same way and was too dumb to transfer that strategy information. - the amount of internal screeching of “I fucking hate Cerberus let me just G O and be trusted”
I will update this with a part 2 once I’ve done everything I can before ME3 begins.
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