#cod valentines

[druap]

fandom's fav edgelord (sorry not sorry)

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+ empty ver in case you wanna write sth else

[lizember]

Sorry if this is how my moots find out I love a COD man.

[skyrigel]

Possessive!Simon is one thing, but you ? You’re crazy about him. When it comes to him, you go all feral like a hissy cat pawing at their steak, he's your meat ! And Simon—so oblivious, so utterly devoted, he doesn’t even notice the hungry eyes trailing over him. All black gear, a half-masked, mysterious, broad shoulders and puffed out chest —of course birds and bats, all are salivating over him.

It boils your blood, ofcourse your man is hot, but eyes on him. Fuck no. You claim.

You tangle yourself around him, arms locking behind his neck, rising on your toes, dragging desperate, searing kisses along his jaw, his cheek, the edge of his mask. Grinding into him and ecstacy reveling because Simon gets all flushed under you.

None of these eyes can do that. Only you.

And then, without shame or hesitation, you yank the mask down, baring his lips just for you, claiming his starved mouth. The way he moans, all taken back your lips hot with slick and need for possession. Your fingers curl tight, nails scraping sharply on his nape as your body presses flush to his. Call it pathetic, call it insane, call it what you want but you will have him. A silent dare, a wordless mine.

Simon exhales rough and low, hands gripping your waist, grounding you—but not stopping you. Then, very effortlessly he lifts you, dragging you so close, his voice thick with heat as he mutters, "Always yours.”

Like he���s reminding you. Like he’s making damn sure you never forget who he belongs you.

Masterlist

[s3rrrpentine]

kissy kissy for pupperoo

[888888-88]

Y’look lonely….I can fix that…..

Happy valentine for single ppl🥃🌹🌚

One night stand simoooonnnn😌

Lmao it’s actually dystopian but FUCK IT

[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.

[streetchicken]

After chocolate nap and cuddle :)

Happy Valentine's day to my COD peeps! Did y'all really think I'd forget about you guys? Get appreciated, suckers <3

[lunarlitselkie]

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 :))

[druap]

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+ empty ver in case you wanna write sth else

[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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[kiss4tell]

𝐂𝐎𝐃 𝐏✩𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐒, task force 141.

happy valentines day to everyone who daydreams about getting dicked down by their favorite 141 boys ₊˚⊹♡

𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐨𝐧 ༝༚༝༚ after a long, exhausting day that left simon sweaty and sore, all he wanted was to come home to his sweet angel, to hold you in his arms and let the weight of the world melt away. so when he walked through the door and saw you in the kitchen, making his favorite dinner in nothing but those pretty little panties and his shirt slipping off your shoulder, he couldn’t keep his hands to himself. he pulled you into the bedroom, taking his time, making sure you felt every inch of him inside you, letting you know exactly what you do to him.

𝐣𝐨𝐡𝐧𝐧𝐲 ༝༚༝༚ johnny never had much luck in relationships—either his emotional baggage was too much, or his… passion in the sack was a little overwhelming. so when the prettiest bird he’s seen in a long, long time comes up to him at the bar, hitting him with brain-melting pickup lines that leave him weak in the knees, he knows he has to take you home. he has to show you exactly how much he appreciates the ego boost, and he does it in the only way he knows how—with his cock, making damn sure you know just how wanted you are.

𝐣𝐨𝐡𝐧 ༝༚༝༚ as much as john would love to drive you into the mattress the second he comes home from a three-week-long deployment, he knows you deserve more than that—you’ve been waiting so patiently for him, after all. so instead, he takes his time, worshipping you with his hands, tracing them over every inch of your body like he’s memorizing you all over again, pressing kisses to your heated skin before finally pumping his fingers inside you, watching the way your pretty face changes with every curl, every stroke, every sweet little noise that slips from your lips.

𝐤𝐲𝐥𝐞 ༝༚༝༚ there’s nothing kyle loves more than watching every expression you make as he takes you in missionary, his dark eyes drinking in every flutter of your lashes, every parted gasp, every way your body reacts to him. he times his thrusts just right, keeping his pace deep and calculated, watching the way your tits bounce with each one, unable to resist pinching them, suckling them, cupping them in his hands just to see you squirm. his lips stay close to your ear, whispering praise after praise, letting you know exactly how much you mean to him, exactly how good you feel wrapped around him, exactly how fucking lucky he is to have you.

[pineapple-downside-up-cake]

Let's Not Make A Big Deal Valentine's Special!

PRICE when you are A Strong Independent Human Who Don't Need No Man.

You just, y'know...want one.

Price has Been Through It.

If there's one thing he learned from his first wife, it's that the big three are Important: birthday, anniversary, and valentine's. Doesn't matter if he's deployed, unconscious, or dead: priorities, right?

He has one day a year where he pre-orders gifts, chocolates, and flowers. It keeps him out of trouble. Or at least, it's supposed to - she's still an ex-wife, afterall.

You're confusing the fuck out of him because you changed the Rules. You haven't been dating long enough for the other two, but valentine's is a week away and for some unfathomable reason you're giving him a free pass.

"Don't you have to work late that day?" Yes, yes he does. "And don't you hate crowded places?" Also yes, but he didn't realize you'd been taking notes. "That's dumb. If you want to do something, just come over and we can fall asleep watching a movie. I've got lasagna in the freezer."

He doesn't know what to make of it. Is it a trap? He can still bring chocolate. Or a bottle of wine...

He shows up late on Friday. Later than he expected. He'd been desparately trying to find someplace open after work since he didn't place his order this year, but everyone is closed. He shows up sweaty palmed and empty handed, ready for his verbal lashing.

You don't even make it to the movie - he's so clearly out of sorts, you end up having to sit this hulking military captain down at your tiny dining table and have a heart-to-heart about, well. Heart day.

Price is flat out flummoxed when you finally get through to him that you don't give a shit, finally convince him that if you'd had Expectations, you would have said so.

Is this what a healthy relationship is supposed to feel like? There are weird little butterflies dancing in his stomach and he doesn't think it's the food. It feels good, but bizarre at the same time.

After dinner you sit on the couch and split a pint of ice cream and just...talk. About anything, everything, until you doze off on the couch in his arms, snoring like a little helicopter.

Price stays awake for a long time, reflecting on a long and fraught dating history, comparing it to what he feels now, what he experienced tonight.

No sex, or candy, or flowers...

Just reheated leftovers and freezerburnt icecream.

And yet somehow, it's the most romantic holiday he's ever had.

[arcadia-smith]

Valentine's Day with Simon Riley. (Fluff fluff fluff) Short drabble.

You hadn’t expected much for Valentine’s Day. It wasn’t exactly Simon’s thing—flowers, chocolates, grand romantic gestures. The man barely tolerated his birthday, let alone a commercial holiday designed around love. But when you woke up that morning, something felt different.

Simon wasn’t in bed. That wasn’t unusual, but the house was suspiciously quiet. No coffee machine humming, no weight shifting in the hallway. Just an odd stillness.

You slipped out of bed, padding into the living room, only to stop dead in your tracks.

On the coffee table sat a neatly wrapped box, a small envelope resting on top. Next to it, a steaming mug of your favorite tea—prepared just how you liked it.

Your heart swelled as you picked up the envelope, unfolding the card inside. His handwriting was scratchy, a little uneven, but unmistakably his.

Not good with words, but you already know that. Just wanted you to have something to wake up to. Happy Valentine’s, love.

You set the card down carefully, fingers brushing over the box. Unwrapping it, you found a small, delicate charm bracelet inside. Nothing flashy—just a simple silver chain with a single charm attached. A tiny skull, just like the one stitched onto his balaclava.

A laugh bubbled out of you, warmth filling your chest. It was so perfectly him.

Before you could turn, you felt strong arms wrap around your waist, a familiar warmth pressing against your back.

"You’re up early," Simon murmured, his voice still thick with sleep.

You leaned into him, holding up the bracelet. "This is sweet, Si. Unexpected, but sweet."

He huffed a quiet laugh against your neck. "Figured I’d make an effort."

You turned in his arms, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek. "Best Valentine’s Day ever."

Simon snorted. "Low bar, love."

"Still."

His lips brushed your forehead, lingering. "Happy Valentine’s Day."

And just like that, you knew you wouldn’t trade this for anything in the world.

[lologoinsolo]

Happy Valentine’s Day y’all! MDNI 18+ ONLY

What the boys are doing for Valentine’s Day:

Soap is eating it from the back after he gave you those cheap flowers he saw from a store. He remembered it was Valentine’s Day and ran in to grab it before another guy could. He’ll ring orgasm after orgasm to make up for it though! He’ll give you the fucking of a lifetime while trying to mark you up as much as possible. Draws you afterwards in his sketchbook when you’re all blissed out and beautiful on the bed. Makes some food after your all cleaned up.

Gaz is feeding you those specialty chocolates while he’s fucking you slow and deep. Makes you look at him while he’s feeding you too cause you get all squirmy when he licks at your chocolate stained lips for a taste. He eats you out just the way he kisses you. Makes sure to get you all cleaned off and relaxed for the rest of the night. Orders your favorite takeout and watches those cheesy rom-coms he knows you love. He’s hoping you don’t notice that he forgot the flowers but he’ll get it next year!

Ghost either forgot or he’s going to ask you to marry him after the sex he’s giving you. He’s got you bouncing off of him and then got you faced down ass up. Fucking you hard and fast and makes you see every damn star there is when he hits that spot just right. He’ll grumble an “I love you” before laying his heavy weight on you so you can keep squeezing his cock. Doesn’t even bother wiping his cum or sweat off of you, nasty guy he is. Next morning he’ll try to make breakfast but it’s a sad little egg with a piece of bacon next to it. He forgot but made up for it two days later with discount chocolates to give you and his dick ready to serve.

Price is MAKING love to you. He ain’t fucking you, he’s making love to you! He’s putting you in missionary and keeping his hand under your chin so you’ll keep your eyes on him. Gives your throat a squeeze when you try to glance away. Let him see your pretty face contort in pleasure! Every orgasm gets an “I love you” in the gravelly timber voice of his. Afterwords he gets a nice bath going and takes you the next day for a reservation at a fancy restaurant. He forgot today was Valentine’s Day by the way and every restaurant you like was booked up… oops.