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Call of Duty
- Pay Back - Part 2 - John Price x POC!Fem Reader
- Close Friends - Kyle "Gaz" Garrick x POC!Fem Reader - Our Bodyguard - Kyle “Gaz” Garrick x POC!Fem Reader x Simon “Ghost” Riley
- Good... Really? - Part 2 - Simon "Ghost" Riley x POC!GN Reader - Strong - Simon "Ghost" Riley x POC!GN Reader
- Cellophane - Cont. - Johnny "Soap" MacTavish x POC!GN Reader - Johnny - Part 2 - Johnny "Soap" MacTavish x POC!Fem Reader - Al Pastor and Allies - 141 x Mexican!Fem Reader - Amor de 5 - 141 x Mexican!Fem Reader - Wedding Rehearsal - Multiple 141 x POC!Fem Reader
- If I Can't, No One Can Series - 141 x POC!GN Reader (Completed) - Tail Scale - 141 x POC!Mer GN Reader (In Progress?)
- We Want You Series - Ghoap x POC!Fem Reader (In Progress) - Random Thoughts
One Piece
- The Siren, The Cook, and the Sister - Sanji x PirateHunter!Fem Reader (Completed, 18/18)
Jujutsu Kaisen
- Can We Make This Work - Nanami Kento x POC!Fem Reader x Gojo Satoru (On Pause, 9/??)
speciman N - 141 x POC!mer-reader au
warnings: MDNI, slight angst, allusion to abuse/violence
author's note: life is beating my ass lol
Any other mermaid would swim and hide for cover. Any other mermaid would try to protect themselves from the unknown.
But you're not just any other mer-person.
You're a tainted one.
An unlovable one.
One that no one wants.
So what do you do when this large mass enters your tank?
You close your eyes and wait for it to kill you.
But instead of feeling the end, you hear a harsh rush in the water. You open your eyes and find the large mass huddled at the bottom of the tank. After taking a good look, you recognize the mass as another mer-person, a rather large merman.
However, instead of using his size to his advantage, the strange merman curls inward himself. That's weird. It's almost like he's trying to make himself smaller. But why?
Curiosity getting the best of you, you swim closer to your guest. Old scars and fresh cuts litter his torso while his tail glimmered in the prettiest teal you've ever seen. You let out a small chirp, against better judgement, to catch the fellow merman's attention but instead of seeing a face, you're met with a metal mask with two beady eyes.
You stop.
What happened to him?
Splash!
Before you have a chance to react, you're dragged down to the other side of the tank by a large pair of arms, just missing a loaded syringe.
You look up, after landing at the bottom, and are met with the iciest pair of blue eyes. You try to wriggle your way out of your hero's? captive's? arms but he tightens his hold. Too weak to care, you go still and close your eyes. At this point, you don't even care what happens to you.
Johnny didn't care…
or Kyle…
or Simon…
or John.
None of them did.
So why should you?
"Live pыбка (little fish)."
What?
"Live," your guest grumbles again. It's clear by his voice he hasn't spoken in a long time. "Don't let them win. Live."
You freeze. For such icy blue eyes, they hold an unimaginable amount of fire in them.
"No matter what they do to me, I live. I live, I win. So will you." His fight to live evident by the old and new scratches on his mask. He asks if you understand. You're not sure why but you nod your head. Maybe you still want to live?
You relax in his arms. You stay there until those strange doctors from above leave… and then some more. It didn't seem like your new friend minded. He kept his arms around your torso and even showed slight amusement when you burrowed yourself further in his chest.
"What's your name?" You didn't even realize you were wondering that until the question slipped out your mouth. You rise from his chest and stare at him, almost in shock by your curiosity.
"Nikto."
— — —
The first thing Simon does when he comes to is groan. Why does his head hurt so much?
He slowly opens his eyes and is taken aback. Grey concrete walls and steel bars. Clearly not the lab where him and the guys… the guys?
Simon frantically looks but immediately stills. Johnny and Kyle are each at his side with John in front of him, all sitting and all unconscious. What happened?
"Already awake?" A shadow slowly makes its way to the cage. "You were the hardest to take down. Makes sense you'd be the first to come to," the voice laments. It takes Simon a bit to recognize that irritating twang.
"Now why that face?" Graves jokes. He crouches in front of Simon and smirks. "Did you really think Shephard would just let y'all walk out of here with that fish? C'mon, the man's bald, not stupid." Graves gets up and laughs. "Doesn't matter now."
"What's goin' to happen to them?" Simon asks. Graves stared at him in awe.
"Buddy, you have bigger fish to fry. See what I did there." When Simon gets out here, he's going to smack that smile off his face. "If I were you, I'd figure out how I'm going to get out of here before it's time to make the next batch of fish grub." With one more cackle, Graves leaves Simon with his thoughts.
Simon takes in a deep breath. As long as he's alive, it's not over yet. He'll get you out of here. They all will.
hi, i didn’t want to do this bc i know a lot of us are struggling financially. i was trying to hold off, but i need help with my family’s car fund. it’s the only vehicle we have and the only way for us to get to work, our doctor appointments, grocery shopping, to get the kids to and from daycare and school every day. my goal is $3k. anything helps.
We Want You: Ghoap x POC!FemReader (Masterlist)
Chapter 6: Back to friends (Previous) (Next)
Chapter Summary: Simon and Johnny have your back.
Warnings: MDNI, Angst, misogyny; disrespect; in-world violence; super slight NSFW
“And you should have heard that bitch scream. I’m pretty sure I ruined her for anyone else,” the second-tier lieutenant boasts. You must have spaced out as you can’t recall how the conversation on battle strategy turned into a recounting of the not-Ghost lieutenant’s most recent sexual escapade.Â
His sergeant cheers with him and daps him up. The two men look at Johnny and Simon for some shared comradery but to your surprise, they are meant with blank stares. The two men quiet down as neither of your teammates join them in their joy.Â
“You really shouldn’t talk like that in front of a lady,” Ghost growls out.Â
Johnny joins him. “Mom didn’t teach you anything about respect?” The table goes quiet. Despite it being awkward now, you feel relieved. Looks like your teammates still have your back.
But, unfortunately the silence doesn't last long as the inferior sergeant snorts out a laugh. "Oh please, that ain't no woman!" Your throat tightens at that.
His lieutenant busts out laughing at the outburst. "Jesus, Lietenant, I know you like men but I thought you'd still recognize a broad from a beast." Your entire body burns. You really thought you did it. You made yourself smaller, dumber, weaker. Isn't that what they want? Isn't that what you need to be to be loved? Maybe not loved but just enough to be desired… to be wanted. What else do you have to do in order to be picked? What if there's nothing you can do to be loved?
Your thoughts of self-wallow come to a screeching halt when Ghost's fist connects to the other lieutenant's face. There's no doubt he broke some bones there. The sad-excuse of a sergeant freaks out, surprised with the sudden show of strength. He screeches at Ghost and ask what's his problem as he picks up the bleeding man.
"Men like you!" Ghost hisses. He grabs the two men and swiftly drags them out the bar, leaving behind a proud Soap and stunned you at the table.
What just happened?
— — —
Two thoughts immediately run through Johnny's head: that's my man and are you okay? He looks over at you and takes note of the lost look in your eyes.
"Hey bonnie," he coos. He scoots closer to you but stops as soon as he sees your body flinch. Baby steps. "I'm sorry about that."
You keep your gaze towards door. "Not the first time I've seen the Lieutenant punch a man. I'll live."
"Not talking about Ghost. If anything, he should have punched the both of them," Johnny quickly corrects. You turn to look at him, completely taken aback by what he's said. "Those guys. They shouldn't have spoken to you like that. You didn't deserve that."
You gulp hard and just nod your head. You keep your gaze on the door while Johnny keeps his eyes on you. He takes a good look at your figure. Despite thinking you look good, he can practically feel your discomfort. So without a second thought, Johnny takes off his long sleeve, leaving himself in a white tank-top, and nudges it towards you. You do a double take and pause as he pushes his shirt towards you.
Johnny waits with bated breath for your response but you say nothing and just alternate between looking at him and his shirt. Shit. Did he do too much again? Can he really not do anything right? Will he be the reason why him and Simon are going to lose out on—
"Thank you, Johnny."
As his shirt slowly wraps around your body, Johnny can't help but get slightly aroused by the fact that you're wearing his shirt. Fuck. He really hopes this isn't the last time.
"Good?" he asks.
Tears brim your eyes as you nod. Fighting against the urge to hold you, Johnny does the next best thing. He lays his hand over yours on the table and after a few squeezes, he lets you go. You thank him again and throw him a small smile.
Baby steps.
— — —
It's not long until Simon returns. He doesn't think he's ever felt this good after beating two guys to a pulp. The icing on the cake was watching you perk up when he came back to the table. For the first time in awhile, he feels hopeful. Maybe him and Johnny can do this. Maybe they can woo you and make you the happiest woman in the world.
All he needs to do now is clear up one little misconceptiom.
"I like women."
Perfect. He's done it. Now there should be no doubt in your mind that Simon is into yo—
Why are you looking at him like that? Maybe you didn't hear him. No worries. He can clarify.
"I like women too. They said I like men which I do but I also like women." You still look confused which only confuses Simon more. What's not to understand? He likes women, specifically you at the moment, but that is a conversation for another day.
Needing back-up from Johnny, Simon looks over to his lover but instead of support, the British man recieves a pointed glare.
...
…
Oooh.
Johnny is for sure going to smack him later.
"Okay… that's nice," you slowly say.
The three of you go silent which makes Simon nervous. Did he over-do it? Do you think he's weird now? Is this the end?
Fortunately, before he can spiral further, you speak up. "Still, thanks for that, Lieutenant. I really appreciate it."
Maybe he's not a total lost cause.
— — —
After thanking Ghost one last time, you make the effort to leave the table but are quickly stopped.
"Where do you think you're going?"
"Stay."
You try to reason with them. You already messed up the first half of their night. Why not leave now and let them enjoy what's left of it. That's the least your lonely self can do for the happy couple. Despite this making perfect sense for you, Ghost and Soap are not easily swayed.
You let out a deep breath and look over at Ghost, hoping he'll see reason. He pauses for a bit to take a good look at you and for a minute you think you're in the clear. He's for sure going to see how pathetic you are and let you go. You're nothing compared to the Lieutenant and his sergeant. The best thing you can do now is get out of their sight (and these clothes).
You wait with bated breath as Ghost leans real close to your face. He pauses. His breath hits your face. It takes everything in you to not take in a deep breath. Jesus, you're pathetic.
"You staying would make this night a whole lot better," he admits. Soap enthustiastically shakes his head.
"Please, bonnie, stay with us." You hesistate for bit. There's no way they want you to stay. You take a good look at both and try to catch a trace of pity in their eyes. But instead of pity, you find deep and honest admiration.
"I guess a few more drinks won't hurt."
Maybe this is enough.
Word Count: 1203
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Author's note: Ya'll I'm so sorry for the delay. In summary, I got a job in corporate and DAMN they're making me earn my paycheck. Don't worry, I surprisingly enjoy the work but still, it takes me away from writing. But I'm trying to figure out a better work-life balance so I can write more! I hope y'all enjoyed this!
We Want You: Ghoap x POC!FemReader (Masterlist)
Chapter 6: Back to friends (Previous) (Next)
Chapter Summary: Simon and Johnny have your back.
Warnings: MDNI, Angst, misogyny; disrespect; in-world violence; super slight NSFW
“And you should have heard that bitch scream. I’m pretty sure I ruined her for anyone else,” the second-tier lieutenant boasts. You must have spaced out as you can’t recall how the conversation on battle strategy turned into a recounting of the not-Ghost lieutenant’s most recent sexual escapade.Â
His sergeant cheers with him and daps him up. The two men look at Johnny and Simon for some shared comradery but to your surprise, they are meant with blank stares. The two men quiet down as neither of your teammates join them in their joy.Â
“You really shouldn’t talk like that in front of a lady,” Ghost growls out.Â
Johnny joins him. “Mom didn’t teach you anything about respect?” The table goes quiet. Despite it being awkward now, you feel relieved. Looks like your teammates still have your back.
But, unfortunately the silence doesn't last long as the inferior sergeant snorts out a laugh. "Oh please, that ain't no woman!" Your throat tightens at that.
His lieutenant busts out laughing at the outburst. "Jesus, Lietenant, I know you like men but I thought you'd still recognize a broad from a beast." Your entire body burns. You really thought you did it. You made yourself smaller, dumber, weaker. Isn't that what they want? Isn't that what you need to be to be loved? Maybe not loved but just enough to be desired… to be wanted. What else do you have to do in order to be picked? What if there's nothing you can do to be loved?
Your thoughts of self-wallow come to a screeching halt when Ghost's fist connects to the other lieutenant's face. There's no doubt he broke some bones there. The sad-excuse of a sergeant freaks out, surprised with the sudden show of strength. He screeches at Ghost and ask what's his problem as he picks up the bleeding man.
"Men like you!" Ghost hisses. He grabs the two men and swiftly drags them out the bar, leaving behind a proud Soap and stunned you at the table.
What just happened?
— — —
Two thoughts immediately run through Johnny's head: that's my man and are you okay? He looks over at you and takes note of the lost look in your eyes.
"Hey bonnie," he coos. He scoots closer to you but stops as soon as he sees your body flinch. Baby steps. "I'm sorry about that."
You keep your gaze towards door. "Not the first time I've seen the Lieutenant punch a man. I'll live."
"Not talking about Ghost. If anything, he should have punched the both of them," Johnny quickly corrects. You turn to look at him, completely taken aback by what he's said. "Those guys. They shouldn't have spoken to you like that. You didn't deserve that."
You gulp hard and just nod your head. You keep your gaze on the door while Johnny keeps his eyes on you. He takes a good look at your figure. Despite thinking you look good, he can practically feel your discomfort. So without a second thought, Johnny takes off his long sleeve, leaving himself in a white tank-top, and nudges it towards you. You do a double take and pause as he pushes his shirt towards you.
Johnny waits with bated breath for your response but you say nothing and just alternate between looking at him and his shirt. Shit. Did he do too much again? Can he really not do anything right? Will he be the reason why him and Simon are going to lose out on—
"Thank you, Johnny."
As his shirt slowly wraps around your body, Johnny can't help but get slightly aroused by the fact that you're wearing his shirt. Fuck. He really hopes this isn't the last time.
"Good?" he asks.
Tears brim your eyes as you nod. Fighting against the urge to hold you, Johnny does the next best thing. He lays his hand over yours on the table and after a few squeezes, he lets you go. You thank him again and throw him a small smile.
Baby steps.
— — —
It's not long until Simon returns. He doesn't think he's ever felt this good after beating two guys to a pulp. The icing on the cake was watching you perk up when he came back to the table. For the first time in awhile, he feels hopeful. Maybe him and Johnny can do this. Maybe they can woo you and make you the happiest woman in the world.
All he needs to do now is clear up one little misconceptiom.
"I like women."
Perfect. He's done it. Now there should be no doubt in your mind that Simon is into yo—
Why are you looking at him like that? Maybe you didn't hear him. No worries. He can clarify.
"I like women too. They said I like men which I do but I also like women." You still look confused which only confuses Simon more. What's not to understand? He likes women, specifically you at the moment, but that is a conversation for another day.
Needing back-up from Johnny, Simon looks over to his lover but instead of support, the British man recieves a pointed glare.
...
…
Oooh.
Johnny is for sure going to smack him later.
"Okay… that's nice," you slowly say.
The three of you go silent which makes Simon nervous. Did he over-do it? Do you think he's weird now? Is this the end?
Fortunately, before he can spiral further, you speak up. "Still, thanks for that, Lieutenant. I really appreciate it."
Maybe he's not a total lost cause.
— — —
After thanking Ghost one last time, you make the effort to leave the table but are quickly stopped.
"Where do you think you're going?"
"Stay."
You try to reason with them. You already messed up the first half of their night. Why not leave now and let them enjoy what's left of it. That's the least your lonely self can do for the happy couple. Despite this making perfect sense for you, Ghost and Soap are not easily swayed.
You let out a deep breath and look over at Ghost, hoping he'll see reason. He pauses for a bit to take a good look at you and for a minute you think you're in the clear. He's for sure going to see how pathetic you are and let you go. You're nothing compared to the Lieutenant and his sergeant. The best thing you can do now is get out of their sight (and these clothes).
You wait with bated breath as Ghost leans real close to your face. He pauses. His breath hits your face. It takes everything in you to not take in a deep breath. Jesus, you're pathetic.
"You staying would make this night a whole lot better," he admits. Soap enthustiastically shakes his head.
"Please, bonnie, stay with us." You hesistate for bit. There's no way they want you to stay. You take a good look at both and try to catch a trace of pity in their eyes. But instead of pity, you find deep and honest admiration.
"I guess a few more drinks won't hurt."
Maybe this is enough.
Word Count: 1203
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Author's note: Ya'll I'm so sorry for the delay. In summary, I got a job in corporate and DAMN they're making me earn my paycheck. Don't worry, I surprisingly enjoy the work but still, it takes me away from writing. But I'm trying to figure out a better work-life balance so I can write more! I hope y'all enjoyed this!
Summary: After getting to know you, the newest member of the 141, Simon "Ghost" Riley and Johnny "Soap" MacTavish realize that they want you. However, will the two be successful in reeling you in?
Tags: Ghoap x Fem!POC!Reader; Reader is a Soldier; Angst; Miscommunication/Lack of Communication; Insinuated Infidelity; In-World Typical Violence; Injuries; Bad Military Representation; Self-degradation; more as the story progresses
notice how samira mohan was more emotionally drained at the end of this season than she was in season 1 after dealing with 100 gunshot victims at once. such is the power of an evil white man.
hey guys why do dana, langdon, duke, abbot, etc. all get to have heart to hearts with robby and really genuinely confront him about his issues and be portrayed as his close friends and equals meanwhile javadi is seeking approval from him(???) and mohan is apologizing to him(???) and al-hashimi gets her confidence absolutely shaken by him. like hey guys. why is the writing like that. what's different about javadi and mohan and al-hashimi do you think
rocky's crew dying from radiation exposure, something humans go to great lengths to prevent and are very scared of and ryland's crew dying in their "sleep" with nobody watching, something eridians go to great lengths to prevent and are very scared of. cool book that is easy to read through your tears.
