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[saltofmercury]

Masterlist

ALL König x reader one shots (in order of first meet to current situationship)

"Late Nights" : Your first encounter with König, a meet-cute

"Just a little patience" : Your first date with König.

"For You" : You invite König to your holiday party.

"I Missed You" : König comes back from a 3 month trip.

"The Break In" : Someone enters König's house at night.

"The Intruder" : Someone breaks into König's house after he's returned from a mission.

"The Intruder part ii" : The aftermath of the break-in

"Pillow Talk" : König and you stay up

"Games" : You act on your situationship with König

Games part ii : The aftermath of games

"Moon": small König blurb where he thinks about you

"Notes": König keeps a list of funny things

"Garden": König shows you his hobby

Enough: König smut

Shower: What showering would be like

Chocolate crepes: König makes you dessert

Moments: König returns from a mission

Reunion: You meet König's family

Cinnamon: More König smut

Birthday surprise: König misses your birthday

John "Soap" MacTavish

Touch : Soap is touch starved

Perception: Soap likes loves brown eyes.

Secrets: Soap chooses between his job and you

Secrets part ii: Soap & you breakup

John Price (ew)

"Realistic": Price is realistic about his relationship

"Realistic" part ii: Price POV early relationship

Requests (no particular order)

"Errands": Alejandro x f!reader

"The Favorite MacTavish" : König x f!reader ft. Soap + Ghost

"Mine": Someone finds your picture that König left with

"Cold" : KorTac Mission with König + Horangi

"We": König finds comfort with you.

"Life": domesticity with König

"Friends": König meets your friends.

"Collapse" : you faint + König helps you

"Home": You come home tipsy to König's house

"Canasta": Playing cards with 141 + Horangi + König

"Friendship": You break your friendship with konig.*

"First date": Gaz asks you out.

König takes care of you when you're sick.

König eats you out for the first time.

Alejandro reassures you

Rudy Headcannons

Soap smut

[sofasoap]

Sofasoap's Call of Duty Fic Rec

Always wanted to make a list of my very subjective CoD fic rec list, and also I promised my good buddy @groguspicklejar ( famous author of Beloved series) a list of fic recs, let me list some of my beautiful mutual's and some amazing writers and artists so they can go binge read.

Edit : I'll keep adding artist/writers on as I go. When my brain cells is functioning.

@saltofmercury -Let's start off with the mother of my Mini MacTavish. The one who made me fell in love and hit the nail in the coffin for CoD fandom.

If you are into König, her " Break-in" series is a must read. check out her Soap fics too :) Masterlist

@floral-force - My bestie! delicious Simon/Ghost fics.

American Hospitality is my favourite. Or honeypot is guarantee making you crave for more :)

Check out their Mando fics too :)

@a-small-writer-in-a-big-world - You want slow burn? check out lovely Bear's "The Roommate Series". Wonderful progression of relationship between Simon and his room mate. Your Friendly Neighbor Soap and Shy reader, OH SO CUTE.

@deadbranch - Spy and Cold war style fics? You are in the right place. The killing moon and Dying sun series. Gut wrenching.

or check out the light hearted None Taken ( personal favourite!), threesome fics? Goth style Reader? Check out their MASTERLIST for full list of goodies.

@brewed-pangolin The president of "Soap Squad" club.

Fireside Whiskey - personal favourite. Soft and thoughtful Soap is just heaven. Kati's page is full of wonderful Soap deliciousness. check it out if you want some Soap fun.

@writeforfandoms  - Jen jen jen jen jen. Multifandom talent. AU Prodigy. But let's focus on the CoD here, Puppy Love - Price and puppy? can't go wrong with that. Born for Greatness and Howlin' For You Shifter!AU is my latest obsession here.

@random-thot-generator - Kris, The princess of Thotland and Thotlandia. Their latest work: A Patient Man - had me all hot and bothered. Sweet sweet Rudy. OH how can you be so sexy.

@jynxmirage, Jynx!!!! the one I blame for falling into Top Gun fandom. but that's not the point :P

Communication is Key - my current obsession :) Soft caring Price, oh give me this Captain price any day...

@as-is-above-so-below  - Oh Gezez, Simon X OC ( Freya ) fic The Captain is utterly brilliant. Angst, suspension, Thirst, smut... you name it, you get it.

@roosterr - my Fellow Nikolai fanatic, check out her "guardian angel"

series, action action action and of course, love story :)

@siilvan - another one of my fellow Nikolai fanatic, Aqua Regia

series , Nikolai the flirt, sexy flirt , complete with smut * smirk *

@homicidal-slvt - How can I forget the spark to my Lastochka series?

and one of my biggest supporter.

Check out their creative CoD Headcanons and full list of CoD works that will guarantee satisfaction.

@nrdmssgs - to round off my Nikolai fanatic club , and also brilliant artist, A heart full of pity series is one of my latest obsession featuring good old Nikolai.

@captainpriceslover - my crack fic inspo buddy ( miss you a lot!!!). the one gifted me ideas of Soap dispensers lol.

aiaigasa (相合傘) - featuring our TF141 sweet boy, Gaz, had my heart melting.

@starstruckmiraclekitty  - You want H/C and scenarios? * falling out of the bag * here is the place to go. :)

@random0lover - you want soft fluffy Soap? Hot Chocolate & Hoodies, you want angsty type of story? Open Wounds and War Paint

you get all with Kat!!!

@lethalchiralium , how can I forget Keri! ( I knew I forgot someone.. argh )

The Happiness series, don’t let the title fool ya (well it does bring you happiness reading such talented writing) this story is like washing machine, throws your emotions all over the place, let you grip onto your chair, wanting more.

@mistydeyes so many awesome stories to choose from! My current favourite is "choose your flowers, carefully" Good old Gaz x reader story, and one of my favourite trope - childhood to lovers 🥺 please go check it out!

Now , Some brilliant artists:

@shkretart - This utterly utterly talented person, Price and Nikolai and Simon, will have your nose bleeding within 0.1 seconds.

@ave661 - out of this world 3Drenders always have my eyes popping out of the socket.

@nrdmssgs - mentioned once, should mention again, beautiful art :)

@wombywoo - TF141 boys in their dress uniform? YES PLEASE.

@namedlunagoddess - another 3Drender goddess. OH CHECK OUT HER Sowa Team fic if you are into Gromsko, its HOT SMUTTY DELICIOUS FIC.

@hffhifjou - You want rugby boys? You get rugby boys :) and football. and all sort of deliciousness :)

@lululandd  - FROGGY CoD boys!!!!!!!! and wonderful fics too, please check THEM OUT MASTERLIST

I am sorry If I miss out anyone. after 13+ hours at work I am exhausted.

[novaqueenofmadness]

The 141

The Strange Case of Dr.Jekyll & Mz.Hyde by @ragingbookdragon

5 times you took care of the 141st, and one time they took care of you by @keys-hellscape-1020

"And I have no shame," by @ragingbookdragon

Bedside Manner by @kkvqwrites

Crow by @diejager

It's A Match by @going-to-ikea-for-the-fries

Harem in Reverse by @wingedjellyfishflight

Simon "Ghost" Riley

Bleeding Blue by @nsharks

A Touch Too Personal by @lialacleaf

Tea by @lazybutsmexy

Blood Stained Silk by @uselsshuman

tattoos by @vcnillazelda

secrets i have held in my heart are harder to hide than i thought by @wttcsms

earl gray tea by @a-sibyl

"Your eyelashes are really white" by @blackssuunn

The hot seat by @rileyslibrary

about someone, that isn't you by @undercoverpena

Lift and learn by @rileyslibrary

Bedside Manner by @kkvqwrites

cafe by @blackssuunn

Incel Son by @dante-mightdie

König

Ordinary Things Like Love by @antigonusyuki

Anything by @darklordofthesimp

"The Break in" by @saltofmercury

The Invisible String Theory by @halcyone-of-the-sea

[thezombieprostitute]

Zombie! I saw a post saying that you liked COD and you were a fan of Konig🥺🥹😍😍😍😍 may you kindly share what about him appeals the most to you? He’s one of my favorites as well. Strikes me as a gentle giant.

I won't lie, the very first thing that sparked my interest in König was his height. The man is 6'10" (208cm)! I'm 6' (182cm) tall and his stories are the first ones where "you stand on your tiptoes to kiss him" actually worked for me.

But height alone doesn't make for a sustained interest. That's where his personality comes in. Reading his bios/history on the official wiki I found myself relating to him. Growing up with severe social anxiety, unable to sit still for long periods of time? Totally relatable. Hearing his voice lines and how much of a shit (endearing) he can be? I was into it.

I very much understand where the Gentle Giant thought comes from with him. But it wasn't until I really started reading more stories that it shone through for me. I highly recommend the following:

Scary Dog by @credince--writes

Clumsy by @saltofmercury (really, check her masterlist because she's got a lot of good ones!)

König x Doctor by @oleworldblues

[samanthamarkle92]

Hey readers! New chapter up! Just fluff and some steamy stuff. Feel free to tag and reblog so others can find it! Shoutouts for: to: @johnnymactavishlover @johnnymactavish @redravenarts @nsharks @shadow0-1 @deadbranch @salbei-141 @thiswomanhasissues @loonyundead @codfanzine @cravingcoldoreocake123 @ilovehotchocolate @sofasoap @loneghostwolf @mistyresolve @islenthatur @bittersw33t-lotus @m0chac0ffee @fictional-men-have-my-heart @ghostslillady @ghosts-bandwagon @soapxmactavish @mactavishwritings @sleepyconfusedpotato @gamergirlbonestaskforce141riot @halcyone-of-the-sea @rileyslibrary @ghostkinnie @mctvsh @macravishedbymactavish @mistydeyes @cowyolks @ave661 @clownfishenthusiast @lunarw0rks @summermoonshine @lundenloves @glossysoap @cheezbites @xintothewoodswegox @sighmurderbot @wolfieisacat @1-ker0sene-1 @oniiloma @castleninja @ghostslittlegf @fastleopard1521 1 @saltofmercury @blingblong55

Chapter 9

They went back to Soap's flat three days later. Katie felt refreshed by the trip; getting away from the city was just what they needed.

 After they got home and cleaned up, they settled onto the couch, watching tv, cuddling together. Katie’s heart was beating faster than usual. She couldn’t seem to calm down. Soap observed her anxiously, biting his lower lip.

“Are you okay?” He asked cautiously.

“Hmm, yeah. Just nervous I guess,” she replied.

“Well, relax. There’s nothing to worry about, right?” He gave her a reassuring smile, squeezing her knee gently.

“Yeah...of course. I’m sorry,” she apologized. 

“It's okay.  I understand.” He assured her. He continued to hold her hand, tracing circles on the top of it with his thumb. 

“I just wanted to ask you.....was that night at the cabin just a one-time thing? ” She bit her bottom lip, glancing up shyly at him.

“Of course not. There will always be another time, if you want it.” He answered softly. She nodded slightly. His heart melted a little. He pulled her close again.

“What about us, though? What about forever? What if I have to move or change my name after the trial is over? What if you just up and leave because of a top secret mission and you never come back?”

“I can promise you, Katie. No matter what happens, I won't ever leave you. If there’s any way I can help you, let me know. I love you. That hasn’t changed. And I don’t plan on stopping loving you anytime soon.” He said, staring deeply into her eyes.

He leaned down and planted a gentle kiss on her lips. Her heart pounded faster as his lips brushed against hers. Her cheeks became warm. She felt her stomach tighten in nervousness as her hands trembled. He took them gently in his and  brought them to his mouth, kissing them gently. She smiled softly, resting her hands on his chest, feeling her heartbeat accelerate. He smiled, his breath fanning her lips. Their foreheads touched lightly, his hands still cupping her hands. She felt a rush of butterflies fill her stomach, and suddenly she was very aware of him. He pulled her close to him, letting her straddle his lap. She wrapped her legs around his waist, her eyes locked on his.

“Don't think I haven't noticed those sparks in your eyes.” he whispered huskily into her ear. His hands began to roam up and down her back, causing goosebumps to break out along her arms. Katie wrapped her arms around his neck, resting against his strong body. 

“Want to go to bed?” He asked.

“Can I get a shower first?” she asked teasingly.

“Okay, fine.” He laughed. He slid off the couch and led her to the bathroom. He helped her undress and step into the shower. She stepped under the warm spray, leaning back and closing her eyes as the hot water rained down on her. He stripped and got in with her, wrapping his arms around her waist.

“You're amazing.” He whispered in her ear.

“You are too.”

He leaned back a little and leaned in to give her a passionate kiss. Then, he pushed her back into the wall, locking her in between his arms.  The kiss was deep and intense. The hot water pelting their bodies was the only sound in the room.

Katie moaned softly as Johnny moved his mouth lower, trailing kisses along her neck. She ran her fingers through his damp hair, holding his head in place as he kissed her jawline. He ran his tongue along her collarbone, making her heart race. She felt herself becoming aroused. She lifted her hands to grasp his head and pull his face back towards hers. He met her lips, kissing them fervently and running his tongue in her mouth. She responded hungrily and returned his passion with equal intensity. He lowered himself and laid her back against the tile floor. He cleaned her body, turning the shower off as he finished. He slipped out of the shower quickly, wrapping a towel around his hips and looking at her with desire shining in his blue eyes. His eyes travelled from her feet to her face, lingering there for a second before he bent forward and kissed her deeply.

He left her naked on the floor and dried off, picking her up bridal style and wrapping a towel around her. They made their way to the bedroom and crawled into bed, lying side by side, his arm slung across her waist, her head on his chest. His fingers started moving gently through her blonde hair. After a while, her breathing slowed down. She ran her fingers over his hard torso, exploring the planes of his abs. He sighed. Her finger reached the top of his boxers, caressing the soft fabric.

“Oh god, Katie....stop,” he mumbled, pulling her closer, burying his nose in her neck, inhaling the fresh smell of her shampoo. Her fingers trailed over the ridges of his ribs.

“Steaming bloody Jesus, lass….you’re making me hard again.” He groaned.

She giggled and placed a trail of kisses along his chest. He rolled over on top of her, taking in her scent, inhaling deeply.

“Katie, I need you so badly right now.” He breathed, kissing her neck. “I’m shaking, just dying to touch you…” His voice was deep and tender. He trailed his lips down her neck, nuzzling her shoulder as he did so.

“Please,” she whimpered. He chuckled. She arched her back, allowing him better access to her skin. He sucked and nibbled on the spot below her ear, drawing a gasp from her.

“Oh God….” she breathed. His fingers played across her soft skin, caressing the fragile skin of her belly. His strong fingers went to the coarse hair of her pubic area, rubbing and teasing her sensitive flesh. She squirmed beneath him. His fingers found the fragile skin of her folds and stroked lightly. She gasped softly, arching her back. Her fingers gripped his shoulders tightly. He chuckled.

“Let me do this for you...let me feel you...let me make you feel all of the things you’ve been repressing for so long.” He said seductively. He positioned himself  between her legs, running his large hands up and down her thighs. She opened her legs wider for him. He leaned down, kissing her gently. Her breath came in short gasps. He parted her legs further and entered her, slowly. She cried out at the sudden invasion.

“Ahhh, Oh God….” She gasped.

“I’m here, Katie..I’m here…” He whispered, rocking rhythmically inside her, increasing the pace.

Her breaths quickened even more. He panted, pressing himself harder into her. He held her tight, rocking back and forth.

“Yes….yes….more….please….I’m ready……” She whined quietly. His movements increased, causing Katie to moan louder. Soon, the sensations were overwhelming. She could feel herself getting close. They came with the heat of the sun.

“Come…” he grunted, clenching tightly onto her. A loud roar filled the room, filling both of their hearts with euphoria. He collapsed on top of her, panting heavily. She lay in a daze for a few minutes after, trying to catch her breath. When she finally came down, John had her wrapped in his arms, playing with the ends of her hair. She gazed up at his face, tracing his cheekbones with her fingertips. He looked like some kind of god. She couldn't believe how beautiful and powerful he was.

He stared lovingly into her beautiful eyes. He leaned down and captured her lips with his own. 

“Stay here,” he said softly, getting up from the bed. He soaked up a washcloth in the sink,  wetting it with warm water and returning to the bed. He gently cleaned the sweat off her face, kissing her forehead. He continued to clean the rest of her body, cleaning every inch of the sticky sweat that had accumulated on her. When the whole mess was finally gone, he climbed back under the covers, snuggling next to her as she nestled into his warmth. He wrapped his arm around her, holding her close. Her head  rested against his shoulder.

 His lips pressed themselves firmly against the crown of her head. She curled her toes. She loved the fact that her body fit perfectly perfectly against his. Soap lifted her chin, running his thumb over jawline.

 He gazed deeply into her eyes. She blushed, meeting his gaze with uncertainty. His fingers gently stroked the tip of her nose. His eyes sparkled with love. She felt her heart swell. She knew they had to talk about everything, but right now all that mattered was being in each others arms. He kissed her forehead tenderly.

“Sleep now, lassie.” He smiled. He pressed one last sweet kiss on her forehead before placing her head on his chest once more. His arm tightened around her waist protectively, bringing her closer to him.

They fell asleep together on his warm and comfortable bed.

[daisies-daydreams]

Hello hello! I hope you all are having a wonderful start to your week! 💖 As the banner says, here are my recommendations for some really cool writers on Tumblr! (18+ WARNING)

@maybethatfanfictionwriter

@konigsblog

@tulipsbymybed

@starstruckmiraclekitty

@halcyone-of-the-sea

@captainfern

@hyperfixatesnwrites

@bunny-extract

@saltofmercury

@spideyheart

Please go support them and show them some love (Reblog🔁 Comment💬)!

Thank you for listening to my PSA! ❤️

[l-lend]

A third of the way through my New Year's Resolution to make sure writer homies get fed. Speaking of, let's mention the homies

@photogirl894, @merkitty49

Writing

141 + König rejecting Reader, Then Regretting It - 141, König x Reader - @starstruckmiraclekitty

Chocolate Crepes - König x reader - @saltofmercury

Clone Fic Gift Exchange Master List - Compiled and Organized by @cloneficgiftexchange (18+ fics marked as such)

Craving Darkness - Imp!Wrecker x OC - @merkitty49

Headcanons - Dancing - Bad Batch x Reader - @dreamswithghosts

Headcanons: First Kiss - Bad Batch x Reader - @techtalksfics

Kneel Request - Wrecker x Reader - @moodymisty

Like a Teddy Bear - Wrecker x Reader - @a-single-tulip

Saving Ragnar - Paz Vizsla x Reader - @gabrielislovegabrielislife

Time Out - Wrecker x Reader - @splashofspotchka

[saltofmercury]

Hi! So i completely forgot if i sent you a request already, and if i did, i'm sorry! If not, I am having the worst stomach ache right now and it's the end of my period :( -- I know this trope is very common, and you may have written something like this already, but if you haven't, may I request König taking care of the reader during this time?

Pairing: König x reader

Authors note: I changed it up a little to be gender neutral, so sorry it's not the exact prompt.

König takes care of you when you get sick.

You woke up and felt the scratch in your throat. A stinging, painful, hoarse feeling that something was coming. You already dreaded the day. You had hoped you would feel better by taking a hot shower to try to open your sinuses but it seemed too late. You were getting sick.

You tried to mentally retrace your steps, seeing how or who could’ve got you sick, but it didn't matter, it was coming on strong.

You continued your morning drinking tea, having vitamin c, having liquids to try and flush out whatever was inside you, but at no prevail, you felt your nose start to run.

Great. The second symptom had already come. You walked toward the living room. No König, perhaps he was still at the gym.

The rest of the day was a blur, you tried to occupy yourself with work, but the headache that accompanied your runny nose came. You put your laptop down, took a deep breath, and set an away message on your emails.

This was coming on strong and mentally you weren’t prepared for it. When was the last time you got sick? You hated being sick.

You messaged König to ask where he was and to pick up some things from the pharmacy.

“Are you sick?” came through text.

“I think i’m coming down with something, I’ll go home if you want me to,”

“Nonsense, I’ll be there soon.”

You went to the couch and wrapped yourself in the blanket you had brought over from your house to his. His house had started collecting things from you, things he insisted would be necessary to keep at his.

“How are you feeling?” he asked softly.

“I’m fine” you answered, “I just need to kill this before it gets worse.”

He looked down at you and mumbled, “maybe this is the sign of working too hard? You know you need to take a rest every now and then from that company of yours.”

You smiled, “I’m going to get better soon, don’t worry.”

But by the time it was already dinner time, settling on the couch after eating dinner, you felt the fatigue coming on. Eyelids heavy from exhaustion, body running hot, other parts cold, and ears blocked off. You settled into the couch away from him, wrapped yourself in your blanket and dozed off.

You woke up to a large hand feeling your forehead.

“Scheiße! (Shiza) You are burning up”.

You didn’t say anything. You could feel the heat surrounding your body, from your toes to your head, you felt awful.

König had started to panic. When was the last time he was sick? He got cold water from the fridge and brought it to you with some medicine.

“Come on sicko, take the medicine”

You had whimpered, there was definite pain surrounding your body, moving your body right now wasn't a choice. He saw how flushed you looked, sweaty and sticky.

You begin to cry.

“I-I feel so awful.” Hot tears came down from your face and a sharp knife had gutted him because he had no idea on what to do on how to make you feel better.

“Once you take the medicine you’ll feel better, okay? You gotta take this first.”

You sipped on the cough syrup and drank the warm water he gave you. Still hiccuping about how awful you felt.

He walked over to the kitchen and got a kitchen towel, wrangled it under cold water, placing the towel on your head.

The coolness of the towel had helped your dull headache, made your face feel cooler.

He started to remember all the things his mom used to do when he would stay home “sick” from the bullies.

He goes over to the kitchen, starts making soup. He always has the ingredients, makes a mental note of the time you took your meds.

You doze off, fatigue winning the battle in your body. You feel cold, but your body is burning up. He replaces the towel and at midnight he wakes you up to take more medicine.

“Come on little mouse, every 6 hours to kill this.”

You’re woken up, your hair sticking out, matted by the sweat, your clothes feel sticky, and you’re not about to fall asleep this way.

“I need a shower.”

“A shower?” He says quietly, unsure if that’s the best decision for you right now.

“Yes I need one, I'm all sticky.”

He doesn’t want to fight with you but he suggests not washing your hair. A memory from his mom saying “wet hair will only get you more sick.”

He picks you up, there’s a small warmth coming from his body and it’s when you know you’re fucked because he’s always as hot as a space heater.

He sets you down in bed, runs a hot bath. The way you clutch at him only certifies you are freezing.

He carefully undresses you, before pulling back your hair attempting to cover it with a towel-like headband. He sets you in, you’re still clutching at his neck, as he bathes you, making sure you can feel the water down your neck. He grabs a washcloth, suds it up with soap, gently cleaning where you’re probably sweating. Your neck, your armpits, down your legs, then proceeds to really wash you.

He leaves for a second, just to turn on the heater so that you’re not hit by the cold, he also sets a humidifier in the room.

He picks you up, you’re so limp, tired, his shirt is wet. He dries you off gently, putting on your underwear and one of his big t-shirts.

You feel fresh, like the water had taken most of the icky feeling from your body. He takes you to bed gently covering you with his bedsheets, picking up your hair away from your face. You suddenly can breathe a lot better now, maybe it's the eucalyptus he put in the humidifier. The meds are kicking in, slowly lulling you to sleep.

König settles in next to you, petting your face, brushing away the hair. He's worried, it's not like you to cry, or moan about pain. It's not like you to get sick.

The next morning when you wake up, he's got your meds ready, a bowl of chicken and rice soup, and water.

He checks in on you every 2 hours, luckily your fever is going down. He still make you drink vitamin c, broth, and water. He has a strict schedule with your cough syrup. He doesn't like seeing you like this.

*

Two days later, when you're feeling back to your normal self, you approach him from behind with a big hug. Grateful, happy, and just feeling blessed that someone like him is here with you.

"Thank you for taking care of me." you say towards the back of his neck.

He blushes, turns around to face you.

"Are you feeling better?" His big hands roam your face, he can see some glow to your face, your eyes are much brighter too.

"Jesus schatz, you had me scared there for a minute. I don't like it when you don't feel good."

You sniffle a bit, your runny nose at the end point of sickness.

"I know, but thank you for taking care of me."

He scoffs, shaking his head.

"What are boyfriends for?"

[boozeandbaddecisions]

Woo another month down. Just like before let's talk about the homies

@burningfieldof-clover - Welcome for round two homie. Placed here due to her blog being 18+. Go show her some love.

@ghostlythunderbird - Spice dealer just posted her first A/B/O fic and boy...it's gonna be fun. If you need some new COD content, go bug her. Send thots. You'll be surprised what she might send back.

@rain-on-kamino - Go bug her. She's great. Send her all the cute Howzer and Echo stuff you can find. Also her Shades of Dates Fic ain't too shabby ;)

@tech-deck - If you want some good soup on Tech, they are who you go find (psstt, I'm also waiting to meet your OC one day. No pressure, but I'm excited)

Writing

Barracks Bunny Request - König x F!Reader - @devilanon

141 + König x Fem! Reader Going Down on Them - @starstruckmiraclekitty

Enough - König x F!Reader - @saltofmercury

The Imperial Bad Batch x Fem!Reader - Dangerous Seduction HC's Part 4 Of 5 (Wrecker) - Imp!Wrecker x F!Reader - @zoeykallus

König Request - König x Reader - @ghosts-bandwagon

Kinktober Day 8 - Creampies - Paz Vizsla x AFAB!Reader - @bobafetts-princess

Love You Want - Wrecker x F!Reader - @eyecandyeoz

Mäuschen - König x F!Reader - @namedlunagoddess

Meet Me in the Afterglow - Imp!Wrecker x F!Medic!Reader - @starryevermore

Nachtisch - König x Reader - @daisies-daydreams

[sofasoap]

Love at first sight - Epilogue

Pairing: Rodolfo “Rudy” Parra x F!reader ( aka Mini MacTavish)

Summary: Two love birds finally got together. To the relief of everyone.

Part I, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4,Part 5,Part 6

Warning: E Rating. Smutty smut. inaccuracies to medical and military related. discussion of injury.

A/N: @siilvan , thank you for being a wonderful Beta-reader *hug* @jynxmirage for giving me daily encouragements of sending me picture of delicious Bayardo De Murguia to keep me going :) Thanks to @okayyadriana  and @saltofmercury helping me with Spanish words :) if there are any mistakes. Please blame me not them.

“masterlist” 

You stayed on with the Los Vaqueros In Las Almas after Rudy was cleared to be discharged from the hospital. 

Approaching Price a few days after in private, you were nervous as you put in a request to stay on for a bit longer while the rest of the team moved on to another mission back in Europe soon.

“I know this is a very selfish request, Captain..” You look down at your boot, feeling guilty abandoning your team while they need you. But you can’t walk away from him this time. Rudy still needs you to look after him, or so you try to justify it. More like you need him to heal your guilty conscience. 

Price observed you in silence for a few minutes, brows furrowed. At last he jerks his head towards the outside, indicating to you to follow him. 

The sun is slowly setting, a few soldiers returning from their patrols and training. Everything seems so tranquil and peaceful compared to the near death mission the squad was sent to a few weeks ago.

Taking out a cigar he stashed away in his vest pocket, he lit it up, and took a slow drag before turning to you.

“You've been burying yourself in work non-stop for the last few months Mini. Is this why?” He didn’t point out what exactly he was asking about.

But, you know what he is implying. 

Kicking a bit of dirt on the ground and swiping the little gravel away for no reason, you let out a little grunt, acknowledging his question. 

“Stay as long as you want. You have trained your team well, Dr. MacTavish.” He chuckled as you pouted like a child, he knows you don’t like to address you with the title. “I’m sure they can handle the boys without you.” He pats you on the shoulder. “Take a good break, but I don’t know how much rest you are going to have fussing over him.” 

“I’ll try to behave…” You replied sincerely, finally feeling a bit of weight lift off your shoulders. “Thank you, Captain. It means a lot to me.”

Patting you on the shoulder with a fatherly smile, “Go chase your happiness, Mini. You deserve it.” 

Leaning back against the wall, you close your eyes and listen to the faint sound of music and singing that could be heard from the mess hall from a distance away, as the Task force and Los Vaqueros soldiers celebrate another successful mission under their belt after months of hard work. 

A shadow appears in front of you. Looking up, you saw Rudy standing in front of you, eyebrows raised, silently asking for permission. 

Patting the ground beside you and inviting him to sit down, you share the brief silence. 

This is probably the only time the two of you have spent time alone in the last few months, without anyone else hovering about. 

To Rudy’s dismay, Alejandro forced his second in command to take an extensive break after his return from hospital.

“Rest. You nearly died in my arms, hermano. I am sure your mother will be happy to have you at home for more than one day in a few weeks.” He commented. Alejandro turned towards you and patted you on the shoulder, “I’ll get Dr. MacTavish here to check up on you, so don’t you worry about your injury.” 

Mama Parra was ecstatic to see you return along with her son. You were quite touched by how the whole family welcomed your return. Camila gave you a knowing look after giving you a hug.

“Thank you for saving my brother. And, please, look after him from now on.” 

The tender look he gives you everytime you go over to change his bandages, and the desire he couldn’t keep hidden sipping through when you glide your hands, deliberately across his well defined ab. You linger your hand around his pelvis area, boldly caressing the slight bit of hair showing above his pants. Oh how his eyes darken as you flash him a sly smile, teasing him. 

If only he wasn’t still recovering from his near fatal wound. If only there weren’t people always out and about in the house.

Both of you would have given in to the desire, right there and then. 

But his mother would always poke her head into the room every time, fussing about and pulling you out to feed you with delicious meals, trying to show you the family photos, and with your rudimentary understanding of Spanish language, along with Rudy and Camila’s translation, Mama Parra loved telling you all the family history and childhood stories of Rudy and his siblings, and all the havoc him and Alejandro caused when they were young. 

You often catch Alejandro looking at the two of you, rolling his eyes while shaking his head, exasperated that the two of you are behaving like love sick puppies yet again. 

“Are you two going to make a move on each other or not?” Alejandro asked you once, when you were dropping off the health assessment reports in his office. “You know there is a betting pool happening amongst the team to see when…”

You ran out of the office in a flash, not even waiting for his sentence to finish, utterly mortified. 

Rudy breaks the silence first as he softly calls out your name. Turning slightly to face him.

“Cariño. Mi vida.” The tips of your ears burn as he addresses you in such an intimate manner. How would it feel if he called out like that when he was buried inside you…? “What are you thinking?” He whispered, his beautiful brown orbs filled with sadness. “Are you… are you thinking of leaving again?” Your heart clenched with pain as he looked at you with the same nervousness and distress you saw the night at the hospital.  You realise the two of you haven’t sat down and discussed the future, where to move on from here. No wonder the poor man is feeling so insecure. 

“Oh love.. no.. no don’t think that.” Gently cupping his face, you pull him down towards you to lean against his forehead. “I am not leaving you. Ever again. No matter what happens. I am sorry I haven’t been clearer.” You apologised as you leaned close to give him a gentle kiss on the cheek. “...well, barring from getting sent out for missions…” You added hastily. 

You feel tension dissipate from him as you give him your words of reassurance. Taking one of his hands, you put it over your heart.

“This will be yours from now on. And this,” You put your hand over his rapid beating heart, “I hope I have the honour for this to be mine.” You drop down to a whisper, suddenly timid. 

“From the moment I laid my eyes on you, I had already devoted my heart to you. I never expected you to return my feelings. I was happy to watch you from afar, assist you whenever I could; seeing that bright smile appear on your face is all that matters to me. I never expected anything in return.”

You were taken aback by his comment. You knew he had feelings for you quite early on, but from the moment you arrived at Las Almas? You didn’t quite expect that. Silently pining for you, doing what he does the best, assisting you in the background. You realise everytime the medical team has requested something, it would be done right away in the next few days. You got a complaint? Rudy would sort it out straight away. 

“All done, as per your request.” You remember his soft smile and his shyness everytime he reported back to you. 

It was all for you. 

“Rudy… oh, Rudy…” You lamented. The guilt is hitting you again.You couldn’t stop the tears streaming down your face now. “I am so sorry… so sorry…”

“Cariño, it’s not your fault. You did what you thought was right at the time, and I don’t blame you for that.” He pulls you into his embrace, kissing you lightly on your head. “I admit, I was quite heartbroken, but I do understand. Duty over heart. And the distance would have made it hard.” Closing his eyes, he chuckled slightly. “I buried myself in work, trying to put it all behind me. That accidental phone call? It reignited my hope. Brought back the ache again.” 

Resting your head in the crook of his neck, you enjoy the closeness, his scent, as he lightly rocks you back and forth to the music in the distance, slowly processing his words. 

“I love you, mi vida. I love you so much.” He whispered into your ears. “You are so beautiful. So strong, so fierce, so loyal…” He pulled himself away slightly to face you as he took in a deep breath.

“Would it be too much to ask, for you to be mine?” He pleaded, desperately searching for an answer in your eyes. 

You wrap your arms around his neck with a soft smile, “You already have my heart,” You whispered as you tipped your head up to give him a gentle kiss on his lips. “And you have my permission to take my body as yours, too.” 

With that reply, he leaned down towards you for another kiss, pouring all his emotion and heart into it. You can feel both of your bodies heating up as you nudge his lips open with your tongue, teasing him.

Abruptly, he pulls you away, panting, and jerks his head towards the main building. “My room. Not here.” That was all he could get out with his mind semi-frazzled from the kiss. You nodded your head frantically as both of you made your way towards the said destination.

As the two of you passed through the mess hall towards the officer’s quarters, you thought you saw Alejandro’s quick wave and smirk. Must be your imagination?

You couldn’t help but circle your arm around his waist as he shakily tried to open the door to his resting quarters. Hands meander around his body, teasing him a little, feeling his broad muscles, his back, and coming to a stop as you palm his semi hard package underneath his trousers. As soon as the door opens, he turns around and pulls you in, and kicks the door closed. You pull him down by his collar for another kiss, desperate to show him how much you want him, to soothe his worries and doubt. 

You push him to sit down on the bed, both of you still catching your breath from the heated kiss and dash.

“Please, mi amor… please, show me how you like it. Where you want me to touch…” He looks up at you, hands roaming up and down your body, voice dropping into a husky and lustful whisper.

You lower yourself to straddle him, feeling his hardness through the fabric. Rolling your hips slightly, you hear his breath catching slightly, holding back a groan. 

You move one of his hands to grab your ass, and the other to slide under your top, towards your breast. “Anywhere you like, love,” You swallow thickly, body filled with want. You want him. Anywhere. Everywhere. “Just show me what your deft fingers can do.” You purred as you looked at him through half hooded eyes. . 

You always wondered what it would feel like to have his hands on you after seeing him playing the guitar that night. The beautiful nimble fingers gliding up and down the fretboard, plucking away on the strings.

Standing up again to let him have better access to your lower region, he fumbles slightly as he unbuttons your pants and glides in between your pants and underwear. You let out an unrestrained moan as you feel his finger skate over your clit, before it reaches your already soaking opening.

“That’s it, my love..more… I want to feel more of you there…” You gasped and demanded as you rolled your hips with his moment. Another finger followed without hesitation, and another, until you feel stretched full of him pumping slowly in and out of you. 

His thumb languidly circles your clit as you dig your nails into his shoulder, back arched and screaming his name, not caring if the whole barracks hears you enjoying the first orgasm your lover has given you.

You look down at him with your watery orbs, breathing still short and fast as you come down from the blissful high he has just given you. He pulled his fingers out of you and slipped them in his mouth.

“I want to taste more of you.” He hummed as he slowly licked his fingers, cleaning up the cum juice you drenched him with. “My mouth against your beautiful soaking wet cunt, making you happy…”

Oh, you have definitely flipped a switch on. Gone is the shy Rudy, now Rodolfo Parra, the same confidence and passion shining through his eyes that you saw from him that night playing his guitar, is requesting to please you once again. Or, is that a thinly veiled demand?

Either way, you welcome the change.

Leaning down to pull him into an open mouthed kiss, you speak against his lips.

“You will have a lot more chances for that later on, my love.” You smirked as you pushed his shoulder, making him fall back onto the bed. You kneel on the bed, legs on each side of his body. “Now, it’s my turn to give you some pleasure, as you have just given me.” You position yourself comfortably sitting on his thighs, before you start to unbutton his shirt. 

Peppering kisses on his chest, your eyes soften as your hand carrases over the healed scar from months ago. That pain in your heart is still as fresh as the day you barely pulled him back from death’s door step.

“Still hurting?” You murmured as you traced your fingers over the most critical spot. “Occasional phantom pain, but I am alright now. Thanks to you.” He reassures you as he runs his hand up and down your arm.

Continuing down his body, your hands shake with excitement like a child opening a present on Christmas day, eager to see what is hiding underneath. 

Your smile broadens as you pull his pants down, his impressive girth finally appearing. You heard him groaning as you gently grabbed his length, pumping it a few times before taking it with your mouth.

Rudy gasps and moans as you work away, teasing him with your tongue, sucking the tip and kneading his balls lightly. He grasps the bed sheet hard as he blabbers away in Spanish, too fast for you to follow. He took you by surprise as he let out an almost half whimper-half sob before you felt the hot cum coating the inside your mouth. You lapped it all up and swallowed keenly as he rode out the rest of his orgasm.

“I… I am sorry, mi amor. I couldn’t hold it in any longer...” He apologised profusely, clearly embarrassed. You climb back up towards him. “I am glad I have that effect on you, Cariño.” You hushed him as you showered him with kisses on his face and patted his chest. 

His eyes glitter as you use the endearment in his mother tongue. “I should feel honoured that I can make you come so quickly. Now,” You stripped the rest of your clothing off. “Show me what you can do with that impressive thing inside me.”

Rudy claimed shyly he isn’t as experienced as you, but oh boy. His attentiveness, his eagerness, how much he wanted to give you a good time, all made up for it. 

His hands couldn’t stop touching you, caressing you as he slowly thrusted in and out of your aching core, stretching it open, making you quiver and moan out no matter what angle and position he went for. As if the two of you were made for each other, meant to be. Your soulmate. 

The two of you finally drifted to sleep, round after round of pleasure and orgasms, with his arm around you, holding you close to his chest. Afraid to let go, afraid for you to disappear again.  

The whole mess hall erupted into cheers and whistles as both you and Rudy walked in, taking both of you by surprise. 

You hid your face in Rudy’s shoulder, abashed by the sudden attention both of you were getting. 

Rudy, calm as always, ignored all the teases as he gently took your hand, which incited another round of cheers as he led you to the back table where Alejandro and your team was sitting at the moment for breakfast. He sat you down first before murmuring into your ear and pressing a soft kiss to your cheek, heading towards the serving area to grab food for both of you.

“I hope you two had a good time last night.” Alejandro smiled as he pushed the jar of sugar towards you. 

“HOW–” You nearly spilled out the coffee that you were pouring into the mug. 

“Why did you think the officer’s quarters were so quiet last night?” Alejandro smirked with a knowing look. 

Blistering hell, he knew. He ordered people to stay away from the sleeping quarters. You wondered why the usually busy hallway was void of people as the two of you dashed towards his bedroom. 

Another soldier sitting across from you laughed. " Ah, don't be so shy. We were all rooting for you and our Sergeant Major. And, you know what they say?? Tell her, mi hermanos, mi hermanas!!"

“Save a horse, ride a Vaquero!” The whole mess hall shouted in unison. 

You just want to dig a hole in the ground and hide.

“...Captain.” You mumbled at Price. “Have you got Nikolai’s contact? Please ask him to take me away from this horrible embarrassment.” You buried your face in your hands. Now how are you going to face all of them?

“Might be a good idea, so we don’t have to hear your screams every night.” Soap mumbled as he took a sip of his coffee. 

OH great, now your brother is talking about your sex life. Something just snapped inside you. Stuff this. If they are so interested in your life, you might as well…. 

Slamming your mug onto the table, you stood up on the bench, whistling to catch everyone’s attention. 

“Since all of you are so interested in our love life, yes, the Sergeant Major and I finally shagged last night.” You heard your brother spitting out his coffee while Ghost thumped his back, Gaz laughing his head off. “And, ladies, his fingers are just as good, if not better than all of you imagined.” Gasps and giggles could be heard amongst the crowd. Out of the corner of your eyes, Rudy froze mid-motion while picking up some toast from the toaster, soldiers around him slapping his back and elbowing him, teasing him. 

“Mini…” You heard Price trying to interject, but you held out your hand towards your captain, stopping him. 

“Last, but not least, I love him, and he is off the market people! Take this as a warning, no one touches MY MAN!” 

Jumping down from your bench, you walk down the aisle between the refectory tables, as if doing a victory walk between the cheering and clapping soldiers, towards Rudy, who’s now blushing from head to toe, hearing your public declaration. 

“There. I think that will stop anyone from gossiping about us.” You stop in front of your lover, as he leans into the crook of your neck, feeling the heat radiating off his skin.

“Ah, querida… What am I going to do with you.” He asked, followed by a sigh.  

“Well, one thing for sure, you aren’t going to get rid of me, because I am going to stick around for quite a long time.” You replied as you wrapped your arm around his torso.

“Good.” He put his plates down to the side and proceeded to lift you up high. “Because you are mine forever, mi hermosa.” 

“... how much did you bet on them?” 

“A hundred pounds, But that’s because I had insider information.” 

“Mierda.” 

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[bunky101]

This was fun to make! Even got to add a semi-lookalike to my cat!!

Thanks for the tag @pollenallergie

EDIT: oops sorry forgot to add the link for the picrew! This is not my art!! This picrew is made by @/hellosunnycore!

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[thezombieprostitute]

Didn’t know you were a König fan 👀 any fic recs?

It doesn't come up often. But maybe now that word is getting out I'll get some more asks/story ideas about him.

Scary Dog by @credince--writes

Clumsy by @saltofmercury (really, check her masterlist because she's got a lot of good ones!)

König x Doctor by @oleworldblues

[samanthamarkle92]

New chapter! Shout outs to: @johnnymactavishlover @johnnymactavish @redravenarts @nsharks @shadow0-1 @deadbranch @salbei-141 @thiswomanhasissues @loonyundead @codfanzine @mocha @cravingcoldoreocake123 @ilovehotchocolate @sofasoap @loneghostwolf @mistyresolve @islenthatur @bittersw33t-lotus @m0chac0ffee @fictional-men-have-my-heart @ghostslillady @ghosts-bandwagon @soapxmactavish @mactavishwritings @sleepyconfusedpotato @gamergirlbonestaskforce141riot @halcyone-of-the-sea @rileyslibrary @ghostkinnie @mctvsh @macravishedbymactavish @mistydeyes @cowyolks @ave661 @clownfishenthusiast @lunarw0rks @summermoonshine @lundenloves @glossysoap @cheezbites @xintothewoodswegox @sighmurderbot @wolfieisacat @1-ker0sene-1 @oniiloma @castleninja @ghostslittlegf @fastleopard1521 @saltofmercury @blingblong55

Note: the fan art is not mine, but I found it in Pinterest and could not find the original artist. If you know who they are, please let them know so I can give them credit and the pic was too perfect not to use for this scene!

Chapter 8

The following morning, Soap woke slowly and stared at the ceiling, watching Katie sleeping peacefully. He ran his fingertips through her hair, brushing it off her face. She looked even more angelic than normal when  asleep. He studied her features; every feature, every angle. The warm sunlight was coming through the window, highlighting the planes of her face in such a beautiful way. Her cheeks were rosy and pink, her full lips parted slightly as she breathed in and out.

‘I could watch her all day.’ He thought to himself, smiling softly as he traced the shape of her nose and chin. He kissed her lightly on the forehead. She stirred, and he pulled the coverlet on the bed over her naked shoulders, watching her as she slept peacefully.

‘I’d rather be here, cuddling with her all day than anywhere else in the world. This woman is my home...my heart.'

He gently placed a stray strand of hair behind her ear. He  leaned down to press a chaste kiss to her lips. She smiled in her sleep, snuggling deeper into the sheets.

“Hey, sleepyhead.” He chuckled. She opened one eye halfway.

“Mmmm….hi. What time is it?” she mumbled groggily.

“It's morning. Do you want  breakfast?”

She nodded her head quickly, rubbing her eyes as Soap pulled the covers off her. She threw on some clothes and followed him downstairs. They sat together eating a breakfast of cereal, toast, and orange juice. They had some tea on the deck, breathing in the clean forest air.

“Thank you for showing me this place,” she sighed, leaning into his shoulder.

“Anytime, sweetheart. I hope you enjoyed yourself.” He smiled, wrapping his arm around her shoulder.

Katie nodded, taking another sip of tea.

“I did! Thanks.”

“Did you want to see something else?”

“You promised to show me the standing stones in the woods.” She said, playing with his dog tags.

“Well, let's head out there now. It's still early.” Soap stood, holding out his hand to help her get up. They walked hand in hand, heading along the path leading deep into the woods. As they reached the riverbank, Soap stopped and picked a flower and put it in Katie's hair. She giggled, walking off the path to balance on a fallen log.

“Come on,” she called. Soap joined her, hopping down the bank and joining her by the water. He took her hands in his, helping her hop across the narrow stream. They walked along the edge of the river, looking around for animals. Soon the came to the clearing where the stone circle was. 

“Wow,” Katie uttered softly. Soap gazed at her fondly, admiring how captivated she seemed. He crouched down next to the stones, observing their intricate patterns. The mossy area was bathed in the early afternoon sunlight, creating a warm glow on the stones. It reminded him of how peaceful they were.

“Do you want to walk around?”

Katie nodded eagerly.

“Sure.”

They walked along the perimeter of the clearing, picking flowers as they walked along the riverbed. 

“When I was a boy, I’d always explore around here; my gran was superstitious, and tell me to be careful or else the fairies would get me. To be honest, I think it was just to keep me from getting lost. I think it was my adventurous side that made me want to join the army.” Soap smirked. Katie laughed lightly, gazing lovingly at him.

They wandered aimlessly around the clearing.

“This spot is beautiful,” she commented.

“Yeah, it is.” He agreed. Suddenly, they heard a strange noise. Turning towards the sound, they saw a large deer walking slowly across the river, looking curiously at them. It stopped at the edge of the stream and sniffed the ground before turning back and trotting away.

“Come on, let’s go down to the pond; I think the blackberry bushes might be ready for picking,” Soap suggested. 

“Good idea.”

They walked back to the small waterfall, enjoying the sun as it filtered into the lake. When they reached the bank, Soap bent down to pick a few berries, tossing them in his mouth one by one. Katie picked a burdock leaf to carry them.

“We can come back here later and bring a container for them.” Soap suggested. “We  can build 

 a fire, maybe watch the sunset. The stars are amazing out here;  they’re so bright you feel like you could touch them.” 

“Sounds wonderful.” She smiled brightly, grabbing his hand. He smiled down at her, squeezing it.

“Come on, let’s make our way back.” He led the way.

Back at the cabin, Soap helped Katie make some sandwiches. It was a quick lunch. Katie found herself looking at some family photos.

“Here’s my mum and dad, and this is my gran.” Soap said, pointing to each face. “Here’s me when I was younger.” He showed her a Polaroid of a kid with mud streaked over his face wielding a stick.

“What were you doing?” Katie said, laughing.

“I was pretending I was a warrior from the Highlands.” He grinned.

“Were you trying to look fierce?” she teased, poking his cheek.

He shrugged, grinning sheepishly.

“I don’t remember much of it....but I was pretty cool.”

She grinned, ruffling his hair.

“That you were.”

They finished makin g their sandwiches and packed them up, putting them in a picnic basket. They headed back to the cabin, sitting outside on the porch.

“I love this place.” Katie sighed happily.

“Me too.” He agreed.

They sat in silence for a while, wondering how long they could ignore the outside world while they were here in the safety of each other’s company. Finally, Katie broke the spell. She looked nervously at him.

“Soap...about last night…”

He sighed heavily, turning his gaze towards her.

“It was something special wasn't it?” he asked quietly.

“Yes it was.” She admitted. “I never knew you felt this way about someone.”

“Neither did I. And it scares the heck out of me.” He whispered. “It scares me that I might leave for a mission, and God-forbid die, leaving you alone.

 I don't know if I could live without you. But I'm not sure if I could bear to lose you. Not again...not after everything we've been through.”

“I wouldn’t ever wish that on you. You’ve given me so many things and no one has ever done anything like that. If you want to be happy; the military is your life. And it's your choice. And I respect it.”

Soap smiled and leaned forwards, capturing her lips in a gentle kiss. It was slow, tender and soft. He cupped her face and pressed his body closer into hers, his hands sliding upwards to cup her breasts, pulling her onto his lap. They cuddled for a while, heading back to the pond around dusk. Soap built a fire, and Katie waded in the shallows. Once the fire was burning, he walked over to her and kneeled down beside her, resting his elbows on his thighs as he watched her splash around in the water. His arms encircled her waist as she splashed him playfully. He kissed her neck, nuzzling it with his nose as his hands roamed her body. The stars came out, spread across the blue-black sky. 

“Wow! It's beautiful out here!  I can't believe I missed all the starry nights!” She turned around, laying her hands against his shoulders. Her fingers traced a pattern on his chest.

“Me neither, but it's nice to see them every once in a while,” he murmured, pressing his lips against hers again. He lay back on a blanket near the fire and she rested her head on his chest. A moment later, his arms wrapped tightly around her, holding her close to him.

The fire crackled merrily, casting dancing shadows across the darkening woods. Katie was quiet, her eyelids slowly dropping shut. Soap held her close to him, feeling sleep tugging on his consciousness. He gently stroked her hair. Eventually, her breathing evened out and she fell asleep, her body limp and relaxed against his.

His eyes remained open for awhile longer, watching the stars twinkle above him until he eventually closed them, letting sleep take him under its sweet embrace. They woke up close to midnight.

“Do you want to walk back to the cabin or stay here?” He asked, wrapping his hoodie around her. She yawned. 

“You know, I've never slept under the stars before, Johnny.”

“Then I guess we’ll stay here,” he said, tossing a few extra logs on the fire. He felt her fingers lace with his. She kissed his nose sweetly, then snuggled further into his side. He held her close, listening to the sounds of the forest, feeling content.

[daisies-daydreams]

Hi! I think I remember you making a post about the 141 boys reacting to reader faking an orgasm. But I can’t find it in your masterlist. Unless I’m mistaken and it was someone else. Love your blog by the way! ❤️

Hi there! Thank you very much for your sweet comment! 🥹💖 I looked through my fics/headcanons and could not find a post where I wrote about the 141 boys reacting to the reader faking an orgasm (sorry 😔). You can check with other COD writers I know of (sorry for the long list):

@tulipsbymybed @barefoothighlander @konigsblog @captainfern @hyperfixatesnwrites @tacticalanklebiter3000 @bunny-extract @starstruckmiraclekitty @halcyone-of-the-sea @saltofmercury @sweet-as-an-angel

I hope you’re able to find what you’re looking for!

-daisy

[l-lend]

Love is in the air peeps

Alright, so let's get this started. Just like January I mention my homies for a moment because without them. Well...this list would still just be an idea.

@photogirl894 Always has my back when the demons come crawling in telling me my writing sucks. hug GIFs are a common thing between us. Her fic "Sun & Rain" is still going as well as her ask box being open for requests from time to time. 10 / 10 She's worth the follow even more worth getting to know <3

Writing

Bad Batch Headcanons - Physical Affection - @boltwrites

Bad Batch High School - @locitapurplepink

Bad Timing - @purplefangirl42

Febuwhump Day 1 Part 3 - @staycalmandhugaclone

Fluffuary 2023 // Day 12 // Prompt: Baking / Cooking Together - @darthglitterfanfiction - Wrecker x F!Reader

König as a Dad HCs - @ghosts-bandwagon

Moon - @saltofmercury - König x F!Reader

Sleepless 3AM's - @writing-positivelyexisting

Slippin' Jedi - @eyecandyeoz

Wrecker and The Cute Meet - @merkitty49 - Wrecker x F!Reader

[saltofmercury]

Hey friend! Can I request TF 141 + Alejandro overhearing their s/o talking to a friend and saying they feel like the boys are out of their league? Just some angst with fluff ending :)

There’s a stuffy atmosphere around the bar. Loud music plays, boisterous laughter echoes from across the room, a group of women are dancing in one corner, sticky countertops underneath your elbows, there’s some shuffling going around you, but you’re held tight by someone. 

You’re definitely on your third drink by now, there’s some swaying in your step, and a lot of liquid courage —as you can tell from the way your lips are attached to Alejandro’s neck. 

He never complains though, time spent with you is precious. It’s so sacred that he refuses to fight. He refuses to let the small things get to him. The destination from you to Mexico is enough. 

You crane your neck around him, standing on your tippy toes to search for your friend. It’s been a long night, you want to make sure they’re okay or even still here. They seem in distress, trying to get away from some clearly intoxicated girl who latches on like they’ve known each other forever. 

“Excuse me” you say, and make your way down toward them.

“Come on, let’s go, we need to sober up” you say, reaching your palm out and yanking them up.

“Honestly, I don’t know why I even started talking to that girl.” your friend says. 

You guys head back where Alejandro is with his friends, but there’s someone else there. A woman who has clearly snaked her way trying to get his attention. He’s not interested, but she’s a little too close to him for your liking. As soon as you approach them, he’s walking towards you, selectively shoving the girl aside to come to you.

But this isn’t the first time it’s happened. There’s a lot of feelings rushing inside you– mixed feelings. Perhaps it’s the alcohol you’ve been drinking, but your jealousy is mistaken with envy. 

The rest of the night you’re quiet, your lips aren’t attached to his neck, and he can feel something is wrong with you.

“Are you alright?” he asks over the music.

“I’m fine.” you say. Then let him know you’re going to talk to your friend outside. 

The cool breeze hits you guys, just like the word vomit you’re about to spill to your friend.

“It’s unreal.” you start. Every single time it happens.

Your friend has been wondering what shifted your mood, but she’s not ready to hear the unraveling of what’s been weighing on your chest.

“It’s just so typical that women always gravitate towards him. It’s like they know he’s in the army or something because it’s always some girl with her dog tags showing and trying to compare hers with his.”

Your friend nods her head, unsure as to why it bothered you. It didn’t seem like a big deal.

You don’t notice him coming outside before you spill your true feelings.

“God, you know it just makes me feel like I don't deserve him. Like he’s out of my league or something because we’re clearly not in the same field.”

“So that’s what you think?” he startles both you and your friend. Your friend makes it known this is a more personal matter, saying she’s going to go find Rudy.

The alcohol you’ve been drinking makes another appearance in your personality.

“YES you clearly can talk with people from the military, have things in common with them, but when it comes to someone regular like me it’s like you–”

He stops you for a second, approaches you, and then sighs loudly.

“I really hate when you talk like that because once you think that way, it becomes a thing of comparing yourself to a person I barely talk to. Do you seriously think I was even interested in her?”

You bite your tongue, rolling your eyes, and try to fight back but he cuts you off again.

“I’m not starting with this. Let’s go home.” He seems pretty pissed off. But the reality is, the special time you guys have together shouldn't be wasted on fights.

You approach the bed of his truck and you can feel like you’ve ruined the night.

The car ride home is quiet, and he can’t take it anymore. He pulls over to the side of the road.

“Do you think I drive thousands of miles to come talk to other women?” He's staring off into the road, cars whooshing by.

Silence.

“I don’t care how clingy or pretty another girl is, i’m here for you”

He sighs, grabs your face in his hands.

“When you say things like I'm out of your league, or I would go better with someone in my field, I don't want anyone from my field. I want you. I hope you know that amor.”

You nod your head. “I’m sorry.” you whisper.

He kisses you softly, then bursts into laughter.

“How could you think I wanted that old lady?" He laughs again.

"She showed me her dog tags and she was at least 20 years older than me!"