#modern warfare 3

[yumethefrostypanda]

141

[ltash]

In love with Valeria and Alejandro

[brattypagansub]

John Price and Simon Riley headcannons (they’re undefined but act like a couple)

Fight like an old married couple and more than once Soap and Gaz have expected them to punch each other

They’ve each seen the best and worst of one another

Price has ended up in bed with Simon so often that at this point it’s expected after Simon starts drinking

In full surfer voice went ‘dude stoichiometry in my head can’t talk’ and the look Soap gave him was fucking priceless. Meanwhile Price had to explain that this is as close to the old Simon as they’ll ever get.

Price looks to Simon whenever he needs most languages translated that’s not Spanish or Urdu or Russian.

Simon likes to channel Soap and annoy the ever loving fuck out of Price on a duo op. Like singing Uranium Fever while in Chernobyl.

Price told him ‘fuck you’ recently and Ghost auto piloted forgetting they’re part of task force 141 now. Because he said ‘fuck me yourself coward.’ Soap nearly had a stroke and Price had to remember he’s supposed to be the leader and not laugh.

How Simon acts around Price is very different than how he acts around Soap. He’s a lot more prone to mischief and squirrel brained bs.

Price is so used to anticipating Simon’s wants and needs that it’s second nature.

They both sit up ramrod straight when someone mentions MacMillan. Excepting to be chewed out by an angry Irish man for acting up.

Both would commit war crimes to protect Soap and both of them love to fuck with him every chance they get.

Overheard from the rec room

Price: Jesus fucking Christ Simon how does it feel to be six degrees of Kevin bacon in the chart of who slept with who in SAS?

Simon: you’re just mad that your body count is rookie numbers.

Kissed Price in front of 141 in order to steal his French fry. The agressive make out that ensued was them trying to steal it back from each other.

The first time they met to fuck with Price, Simon told him ‘no one will believe you.’ Then peeled off his mask and took out his contacts kissed Price. Then made him endure everyone thinking Price snuck some random blonde onto base.

Price is fairly sure Si is getting too comfortable around him again. Because last week he told him ‘I’d whore myself out for a shot of whiskey.’

[madsfrank]

Imagine Simon beating himself up over you…

It’s late at night in the barracks, the task force had almost lost you to a bullet wound embedded in your side, another hour without treatment and you would have been lost for good. You lie in your quarters, having been treated and given fluids that you needed to live, when suddenly you hear a heavy knocking at the metal door.

It’s Simon, his knuckles are bloody from hours using a punching bag without thinking, his mask halfway on his face to reveal him as a panting mess still sweaty with effort. With your permission, he cracks open the door halfway, just to stare out at you in the faint glow of the room.

“You can come in Si, I can’t see you like that.”

He shuts the door softly. Afraid to rouse you anymore from needed sleep. Once enveloped in the darkness you were using to rest, he is dragging himself over to you and leaning over your frame in a manner far too intense for you in such a state.

“Si? What’s wrong?”

As you reach your hand up to his masked jaw, he suddenly takes your wrist in a heavy grip and forces your hand on his cheek.

He says nothing yet, closing his eyes to the touch and letting his breathing slow as he reminds himself you are alive….he had lost himself in hours of training and needed to remind himself that the mission was not a total failure, you were alive.

He would prefer it if you punched him, let him know how foolish it was to let you slip away from him, let him know it was all his fault and—

Instead he settles for breathing you in, muttering that he’s glad you didn’t leave, but the muttering becomes more of a groan as you try to pull him to bed with you, mewling at your gentle touch.

He’d prefer not to be seen like this, but then why would he have come to your room, other than to fall into your embrace and remind himself he’s grounded.

As he lies with you, he tells himself that someday soon he’ll take the mask off, only for you. You’re the only one that can see him like this.

With that thought, he lets himself drift off with you.

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[cursednightingale]

IM MELTING

his soft little grip on Riley's paw🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹

[wintersongstress]

Simon "Ghost" Riley | Modern Warfare III (2023)

[elysianvrt]

"So you do like me?"

"I like you alive."

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pls take this sick doodle as an apology for not posting

[deadunderorbit]

nod nod nod

[yawnderu]

Can't stop thinking about Simon crying while making love.

It's all too tender, too soft and loving, the sheer adoration in your teary eyes forcing him to swallow down the knot building up within his throat as his thrusts grow deeper, his calloused hands displaying an uncharacteristic amount of gentleness as they roam all over your body.

His warm face finds shelter on the crook of your neck, hot, deep exhales hitting your sensitive skin as tears slip out of his closed eyes for the first time in over a decade, his pale nose growing rosy against you as he sniffs, not wanting to dirty you with his runny nose— not wanting you to see him as pathetic, not wanting to explain that it's the first time his body belongs to him, the first time he's willingly sleeping with someone.

Your soft hands are a sheer contrast to the roughness he's used to, caressing the bumps from his scars with nothing but pure reverence, coming up to the back of his head, pressing his face closer to your neck, thankful for the choked sob that leaves your lips at the trust he's displaying, as it muffles his own.

[rj-opp]

¨Johnny….you shaking love.¨ ¨!…Ye don't….don't know shiet stranger!¨

[popcaki]

Wanted to repost the Ghost art I did in 2022 because I still really like how they turned out.

+ bonus König sketch I did

[toxic-garbage-island]

💅🏻💅🏻💅🏻💅🏻

[urmomschocolatemilk]

Thinking about animal lover Ghost and its the sweetest thing ever!!

Its pouring rain outside as Simon trudges through the streets of Manchester and back to your shared apartment. He’s uncomfortable and cold, even with the thick jacket he has on, but he supposes it doesn't do much when its soaked through with freezing rain water.  

Simon hates the weather in Manchester. He always has. He doesn't mind the gloom, or the chill as much as he minds the rain. He hates the rain and he especially hates when a storm of this size catches him on the road. Usually, he’d come home and complain about the weather, shower and complain some more. Thís time though, when Simon gets home, he doesn't come complaining about the weather or grumbling about the rain in his thick British accent.  

Instead, when Simon opens the door and steps inside, soaking the floor matt within seconds, he holds out his loosely cupped together hands. “I brought home a friend lovie’.” He says. 

You watch in confusion at his statement, as he opens his hands to reveal a tiny shivering kitten curled up in his much larger palm.

Never would you have expected this big hunk of a man to bring a kitten back to your flat, but if there's one thing Simon has showed you, it's that he has soft spots where you’d never think he does. Apparently, rain-stranded kittens are one of them.  

You gasp reaching your hands out to take the wet animal from him.

“I found her behind a dumpster.” he explains, watching you pet a thumb down her head. The tiny cat curls into the warmth of your body.  

“Aw, poor baby,” you frown, cooing, “what are we going to do with you?”  Your question is directed to her even though she can't really respond, only shiver in your palms. Simon thinks its adorable how you talk to the little kitten, the way you coo at her and bring her closer to your chest to comfort her. He takes a moment to absorb the scene before speaking up.  

“I was hopin’ we could keep her.” He speaks.  

Your face lights up at the suggestion, “Absolutely.”  

His eyes don't crinkle at the edges at your agreement and the edges of his mask dont shift to let you know he’s smiling, but under the passage way light, you swear you can see a little sparkle come alive in his eyes.  

[brattypagansub]

Kate Laswell has a lot to deal with being the team mom of a bunch of military aged males. Enough that she deserves hazard pay.

Has walked in on Soap and literally every member of 141

The first time she saw Simon’s face Kate asked who Price snuck into base this time. Then actually had a blood chill moment when the man smiled and spoke.

Had to settle a bet on who Soap likes more

Commented that at least Soap has the legs and glutes to pull off the TikTok leggings

Saved Simon from a bat that managed to get into the base

Was forced against her will to hear Price and Simon flirt with each other on comms. While Simon annoyed the ever loving hell out of Price.

Nearly got whiplash when Simon told Soap to keep it tactical and acted annoyed. Because bitch you literally recited pick up lines for an hour to Price. The hell do you mean keep it tactical?

Listens to Simon beg Soap to keep talking over comms when they hear a loud noise. And her heart starts to break until they hear. His annoyed grumble and Kate nearly yelled at him to not scare her like that.

Joins Simon in hoping Soap never stops talking on comms because he’s unintentionally hilarious.

Spars with Gaz because he doesn’t hold back

Watched Simon MacGyver a fix for his comms then around Johnny act like he needs to type one letter at a time

Listened to Simon recite the sacred text of the book of Clapilations around Price. Then when he’s around Johnny lets the man think he doesn’t know what an innuendo is.

[happyvoltz]

grabby

[felixeis003]

“I’ll be Home for Christmas”