#my best friend riley

[archiewantsheetmetal]

Hi! :)

hi bab!!!!y!!!!!

she says hi

[gomzdrawfr]

content warning: blood

Loyal to a fault

bonus + other versions:

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the words on Ghost's body reads:

LOVE (level of violence)

it takes a monster to destroy a monster (poorly cropped i apologize)

Loyal Dog

Vēnor (Latin verb for hunt, chase)

this is something very different to what I usually do I hope yall don't mind....also this was me when I was sharing this with my friends...because priceghost/ghostprice dynamic really gets a grip on me

[gavramous]

gaz is out of commission after a rough mission. a broken arm, some bruised ribs, and a minor concussion have left him on bed rest in a hospital close to base. he gets visits daily, from his sister who happens to live nearby, and from price, ghost, and soap, keeping him up to date with the happenings at work.

the recruits are a pain in the arse, as always, soap tells him. price lets him know that there's no update on makarov at the moment, but laswell is chasing a potential lead, so fingers crossed. but ghost, after he's asked how gaz is feeling, usually just sits there, reading a book. not that gaz is complaining, because, if he asks, ghost will tell him what's happening in the story.

he apprciates it all, their comraderie, their care for him. they don't have to visit him so much, with their busy schedules, but they do, and he treasures their relationships.

it's ghosts 'turn' to sit with him for the day. they don't actually hold any sort of consistent order for when they visit him, but price said that one time, and it's stuck. ghost had walked into gaz's room with two apples and sat down on the chair to gaz's left. he immediately pulled out a mean looking knife - how he was able to get that thing through the hospital to his room, gaz has no idea - and starts slicing the first apple.

"how'r you faring then?"

"horribly, sir," gaz tells him. he's said this every day since he's been admitted. he's not really doing horribly. well, not physically, at least. sure, his ribs still ache, but he's mainly just bored out of his mind.

"mm, you don't look too good."

seems ghost is over his pessimism. "how kind you are to me."

ghost tuts, and holds out a slice of apple for him.

"what's this?"

"an apple, garrick, you're not that far gone, are you?"

"oh, full of jokes today, huh? obviously i'm asking why you're cutting me up an apple like you're my mum."

"ought not to question your mother so much, hm? just take it."

so gaz does. he's never one to turn down fresh fruit. through his chewing, gaz thanks ghost. ghost hums in acknowledgement, and there's silence as gaz eats. once he's done, ghost cuts and hands him another slice.

ghost breaks the silence after a bit. "it's weird, you know that?"

"what is?"

"your addiction to apples."

"i'm not addicted."

"no?" ghost challenges. "you eat at least one every day."

"what are you even paying that much attention for?" gaz questions.

"can learn a whole lot from observation." ghost shrugs as he hands him another slice.

"yeah? from eating habits?" gaz takes the offered slice.

"like you wouldn't believe." ghost is obviously joking. okay, maybe it's not obvious, gaz isn't soap, with his eerie ability to read ghost's jokes and moods like an open book with size 60 font, but he's getting there. and he's pretty sure ghost is joking right now. so he chuckles and says, "you're full of it."

ghost waves his knife in gaz's direction. "watch yourself, sargeant," he says, eyes crinkled slightly, pleased that gaz understood he was joking.

ghost is a little weird like that, gaz thinks. he's subtle and dry with his humour, leaving it up to others to figure out if he's serious or not, and he always seems pleased when people get he's joking. maybe it's his way of being seen. gaz is assuming now, he knows, but he's got nothing else to do, cooped up in this room. he enjoys trying to decipher the way his friends work every now and then. he feels he understands them better this way.

"why'r you fueling my addiction then?" gaz jokes back, "you obviously disapprove of my habits."

ghost doesn't answer. instead, after a minute or so, he asks, "you want another slice?"

"yes please."

he's hit with a wave of appreciation for ghost in that moment. he's found somewhat of a family in this team, and he'll value it for as long as they're able to work together.

[fishsinsareacknowledged]

Ghost and grabbing you by your arm pits. Thighs shoved under the back of yours before he picks you up, making you sleep on his lap because you passed out at the bar and he doesn't trust anyone else there.

[forestshadow-wolf]

Ghost: do you think I can make rudy my platonic wife if I ask ale?

Gaz: 🤨 what happened to soap?

Ghost: soap isn't platonic. Answer the question.

Gaz: idk ask him

~~ on a video call with ale ~~

Ghost: can I make rudy my wife? Platonically.

Ale: idk let me ask.

Ale, yelling off screen: hey, rudy! Can ghost make you his platonic wife!

Rudy, off screen, yelling back: what happened to soap!

Ale: he asked what happend to soap?

Ghost: he's not platonic.

Ale, yelling off screen again: he saying it's not platonic!

Rudy: I thought we already knew that!

Ale, to rudy: we did!

Rudy: then tell him I said yes!

Ale, to ghost: he said yes.

Ghost: great.

Ghost: *hangs up*

Gaz: .. so?

Ghost: he said yes

[undercoverslutt]

besties olderbrother!simon

thigh fucking. yup.

parts: one, two

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you don't really remember what happened to get here, and you barely know what's happening now. Simon's not even supposed to be here. he snuck by to pick up his clothes for his new apartment, but ended up putting you ass up on the family couch in the basement. he couldn't handle seeing you again. not after all this time. it's been so long since you've seen him. he was kicked out and told not to come back.

so now...the weight of your best friends, older brothers cock is rubbing alllll overr your puffy, sloppy pussy. he's mushing against your folds and getting you really fucking messy. simon's got your thighs squished together so tight, and you whimpering underneath him, your face in the pillows of your couch.

you've never had real sex with him before, though. only grinding when no one was watching, fingering, a handjob, fucking his cock into your throat when you were alone in his old room. but never this.

he's just watching himself disappear and reappear between your legs and ass. fuck it looks so good. like you're finally getting fucked by him. but you're not :( you're so goddamn wet, it's coating where you connect with him over and over and over. everytime his thick cock leaves your thighs, there's a slick sound coming from between you two. he's being careful and deliberate with his movements. so you don't wake up his parents, or alert his sister.

this was almost too much.

fuck you just looked so ready, he couldn't help it. when he saw you down here alone. he scared you at first. his bully frame and thick shoulders jumping you out of your bones.

"Hey, bug." Simon saunters, halfway down the basement stairs. he comes closer and leans his frame against you, softly hugging you enough to where you could feel him getting stiff. just by seeing you. and you getting wet just the same. his old room is actually right across from the basement. but he wanted to take you here, almost like you guys want to be caught.

you've never been used like this before. you feel so dirty. anyone could just come around the corner, even your best friend. but she's upstairs on the phone with her boyfriend, right? she won't see you getting used by her brother, it's the best secret you've ever kept. and god it feels so good. simon is going to do this more often if he can handle it. and not give in. don't give in. don't give in and slip inside that creamy cunt. he knows you'd take him, suck him in greedily. you're pussy's already so greedy rn, just leaking all over him.

"ghost." you can't help but say his nickname. the one you gave him since you were young. you were losing your breath, you felt like you were going to cum just by doing this. it makes him stutter his movements, saying his name like that. and throb. your holes are right there, panties barely pulled down, and he's just watching the way your cunt is practically drooling over his cock. "please."

you're not saying what you want. but he can tell you want it. but this will just have to do.

so he takes his thumb, and brings it to your pussy. pushing it like a plug, just holding it there as you squeeze around what he's giving you.

"We can't, bug." he's barely audible. you hear the soft sway of his mouth against your ear, gruff and almost like sea water. deep and full of ways to lose yourself. hearing you be so broken under him, drowning, is making him go crazy. "I'll fill you up soon, okay?"

you weakly mule, an agreement slipping past your lips. his cock keeps pressing so close to where you want him, inside. please please please. you want to feel him stretch you, that thickness you feel when it's in your mouth is making you drool. you want to feel it, down there.

his cock has never been this fucking close to you. and he's doing it perfectly. just taking your body and using it, just like you promised he could. whenever he wanted.

[applebees4prez]

goddd the trope of “we could always rely on each other and you were the person i trusted most in the world but then you chose someone else over me and our relationship has never been the same” always hits me so hard, but ESPECIALLY when there are queer undertones to relationship one but then heteronormativity wins out. like god it’s such a sucker punch. so many queer people have experienced that really close same sex relationship where you thought you were going to be with that person together, even if you didn’t even realize it was romantic at the time, but then they became interested in the opposite sex and everything changed.

[4ugust]

when its best friends to lovers but character A has been pining for YEARS and character B is only just realizing they’re in love with character A and its causing them to have a meltdown.

[your-stranger-halfblood-things]

Tatum, trying to flirt with Stu: What does that mouth do?

Billy, already planning her murder: Complain

[saintlioncourt]

National Treasure (2004) Out of Context:

[camellcat]

I'm in the middle of a btvs s5 rewatch and idk what the fuck is going on but xander is NOT riley's number one fan. in fact he is dogging on riley quite consistently. he is holding a grudge, even. what happened to make him switch so hard that he's calling riley her "one in a life-time" ????

[hoss-acm]

Riley Bozer and Mac after watching a movie late at night after a tough mission.

“Well at least they ————can sleep…”-———

[asexualbuthorny]

i honestly don't think the fannon versions of the cod men are any kind of relationship material.... neither are their cannon versions tbh

soldiers in general are a red flag for me

[jicklet]

Wanted to do a little something for @hanaleeappreciationweek, because boy do I appreciate my best friend Hana 🥰 (x)

[arrozconlecheeee]

I redrew some doodles from earlier this year on my priv twitter(о´∀`о)

Song: Supermassive black hole - Muse

[nonbinary-gaydonweaver]

beef tv (w/ HIVEMIND)