#cod valentines

[druap]

fandom's fav edgelord (sorry not sorry)

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+ empty ver in case you wanna write sth else

[quarterlifekitty]

So I saw this lovely post and was like hey. I am a non confrontational bitch. What if reader was really looking forward to a Valentine’s Day with Simon, and was gutted that he forgot, but tried to suck it up?

Like, I imagine he would notice that you seemed a little bit blue for a bit, but again, he’s new to relationships— he doesn’t want to press on something you’re not ready to share. That’s how he would want to be treated, he hates being prodded, so he keeps his distance, because he doesn’t know what kind of love you need yet. You’re speaking different languages.

It’s not till weeks later— Gaz mentions using a couples spa voucher over his next leave that he got for his girl for valentines. Hey, Ghost, you met yours in December, right? What did you get her for Valentine’s Day?

The stunned silence speaks volumes.

He connects the dots to your low mood at that time. He tries really desperately to think of something to make up for it. Something he can get. But they’re all quick and dirty solutions. He doesn’t want to lie— and it’d be obvious he was only getting something because he felt bad. So he decides to just talk, loathe as he is to do so.

“I missed Valentine’s Day.”

“Yes, you did. But it’s just another day, I guess.” Spoken like someone convincing themselves, not their conversation partner.

“And that’s why you seemed… down.”

“I won’t lie. It made me a little sad… But really, it’s fine. It’s not a big deal.”

“It is if it upset you. Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Well, if it wasn’t a day that mattered to you… I didn’t want to seem childish. I didn’t want to force you to play along with all of the cards and hearts and things. I was silly to get upset, I know—“

Feeling provoked by the prospect of being high maintenance, you shove down your feelings and needs until they barely take up any space at all. That’s how it goes.

“S’not silly. If it’s important to you, s’important to me. Don’t want you to change jus’ cause you think it’ll make my life easier. When I told you I wanted you, I meant I wanted the whole lot.”

He knows he can’t buy back the 14th. But what’s the thing a girl who loves you wants most in the world? As a child, he found out from discarded magazines that it was something everyone claimed to have the answer to, but didn’t.

She wants a piece of you that no one else in the world has.

He gives you that in the form of his first set of dog tags. The pieces of tin on ball chain that changed his life and how he saw the world forever. His full legal name punched clear, before he’d learned to hide it along with his face. One of the last relics of a Simon that stopped existing before he turned 20.

You keep them wrapped in your fist like a rosary while you sleep every time he goes on leave.

[starlitselkie]

Happy Valentines Day from Captain Price

[wombywoo]

whiskey 🧡

[fludderpy]

Happy late v-day!! Couldn’t finish this sketch yesterday, so you get it today <3

Every grumpy man needs a lil kiss from time to time :))

[bluegiragi]

patience and indulgence.

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(hey i drew this comic in collaboration with the very talented author prettyunhinged, who wrote an amazing fic to go along with it!!! please leave a comment and kudos if u read it, it's so perfect >.< but also do look at the tags first lmao )

[cutiecusp]

Be mine, valentine?

Simon 'Ghost' Riley x Reader

tw. established relationship, fluff, Simon not understanding Valentines, a kiss or two.

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"Wha' dya mean i have to ask?" Simon asks Gaz blankly. They were picking up dinner for the group when he saw Gaz look at the valentines day stock, a sea of pinks and reds. Soap making his way over to the cards and gift wrap, a smirk on his face.

Gaz laughs, picking up a plushie putting it in the trolley, before making his way through the candles.

"You have to ask her to be your valentine, Ghost. Just because you are together, it doesn't mean-"

"Aye, means anyone could ask her..." Soap returns, card in hand.

"Even me, think she likes candles?" Gaz murmured, a little loudly for Ghost to get the point.

"She's my girlfriend, Gaz, think she would know she's my woman." Ghost grumbles, but starts thinking about your favourite treats, looking over at the stand.

"Why do you have so much stuff? You only have your birdie at home." Ghost eyes Gaz's stash.

"Well there's my wife, my mum, my sisters..." He continues, picking out matching baskets, before raising an eyebrow.

"Wait, you've never done valentines before?"

Ghost shrugs.

"Got her flowers before."

Soap laughs, a booming laugh that startles the other shoppers.

"From the garage, Gaz. The garage."

Gaz joins in on the laughter, before grabbing a basket and thrusting it in Ghosts hands.

"Get her things you know she would like, candles, snacks, chocolates, and for the love of god, WRITE IN THE DAMN CARD." He advises, a smile still on his face.

"Might add another basket to my trolley, show your woman some love." Gaz teases, ignoring the glare from the masked man.

A few days later, Ghost surprises you with a little basket, filled with your favourite treats, a jumper you had been eyeing up, a skeleton plush, and a mug with your favourite teabags inside.

"Will you be my valentine, love?" He asks gruffly, cheeks red under the mask.

You throw your arms around him, peppering his face with kisses before puling down his mask and planting one on his lips.

"Never thought you'd ask!" You laugh, nodding.

Wrapping you up in his arms, he breathes you in, before his gaze flickers to a familiar basket on the dining room table, with a bow to match, and a card placed hapzardly on top.

"Those fuckers." He thinks to himself, smirking under the mask, secretly pleased his sweetheart had won his teammates over.

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[ghouljams]

something something soap gets off on you getting fucked by guys with smaller dicks, you meet ghost in a bar and he manages to convince you that despite being 6'4" he's one of those unlucky few so you'll bring him home and he can humiliate your boyfriend. is that anything?

[poisonedprose]

hip holding > waist holding two gentle hands placed on your hips, fingertips digging ever so slightly into the fat that they could squish for hours if you'd let them. your hips are their favorite part of your body, littering them with bruises and love bites at any given moment. on their knees, looking up at you, two hands firmly griping each hip, placing a soft kiss to the bone with a smile.

leon kennedy, john price, ellie williams, arisu ryohei, jill valentine, carlos oliveira, kyle garrick, könig

waist holding > hip holding their hands fit perfectly in the curve of your waist, almost like your waist was made for them to grab and use to their advantage. they pull you close by your waist, fingers showing no signs of letting go any time soon. using their strength to manhandle you in any way they possibly could, squeezing your waist to show you who's boss with a look that's sure to kill.

joel miller, simon riley, ada wong, niragi suguru, chishiya shuntaro, john mctavish, albert wesker, last boss

[druap]

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[shinzoo69]

[natelia-aldelliz]

Ghost after meeting Soap.

Price : Have you slept?

Ghost : Depends what day it is

Price : Go to bed.

[amustikas]

Cowboy SpecOps love pink!

Valentine’s is for everybody and for all kinds of love! Romantic, platonic and above all self-love! <3

[eleganthologramcolor]

141 x Reader but Reader is actually a monster disguised as a really pretty human. Sets off alarm bells in each man's head when they lay eyes on them. They can tell SOMETHING is wrong, but they can't quite place it. Reader picks happily at raw meat, has these eery, piercing eyes, seems to be mentally dissecting everyone with a harsh stare. Has an unfeeling voice, seemingly only motivated by the fear of anyone they meet, an eery, hungry smile on their face at the smell of it. Has no qualms about wondering alone at night, because, according to Johnny, in their own words, "I've got nothing to fear. I'm the most dangerous thing out here."

Simon who swears to Reader that he'll figure them out, one way or another, warily keeping one eye open whenever they're near. Reader who toys with Simon, making vague, ominous threats because they love how they can smell that faint fear in the air surrounding such a scary man. He made the mistake of letting Reader know that he was disturbed. Thought to himself that he's quite a bit stronger than most enemies, he could take them on if they tried something. Until he caught those glossy hungry eyes on him when he tried to drift off on the couch.

Johnny who ignores his body and mind who desperately want to escape. He feels like prey for the first time but he loves it, enamored with such a pretty thing who makes him feel weak in the knees (and in the gut, and in the chest, he's ignoring the fact that their vague threat about where he sleeps at night has him hyperventilating, he thinks he can handle whatever reader could possibly throw at him). His heart is racing, he loves the feeling, seeking Reader out during their nightly walks, following from a distance down unlit streets, surprised when they tell him they knew he was there, and that he should be more careful, "one hungrier than me would've lead you out to the woods."

Kyle who is aware of the hidden danger, but wonders if such a thing could be soothed with well administered affection? Being sweet from a distance, offering loving words like a piece of meat to a stray cat(or at least he hopes they're as harmless as one). He admires the way reader sends everyone running, seeing that sweet face turn to him when he's the only one left, willing to try and look past the prey instinct reader instills in everyone else. He understands, must be lonely when everyone is afraid, yea? Doesn't mean he isn't keeping his guard up, though, fingers wrapping around the blade in his pocket when reader finally comes to him, seeking attention. Just in case.

Price who is very firm, setting strict boundaries. Then strict rules. Finding ways to appease reader without putting him or his men in harms way. He opts for a different route than Kyle, something that feels so... dangerous, should be trained not to bite before you begin to dote on it. Thinks he can tame reader, speaking with a firm voice to them, never showing leniency, not daring to. Giving reader any power over him, he knows, will be when he's lost.

[mortal-kombattore-115]

Valentine's Day with Gaz 🥰💕❤️

[morthern]

Happy valentine's day!

Have Cupid König with a hammer, bonk!