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𝑪𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒇 𝑫𝒖𝒕𝒚
TF141 & International student neighbor
Itty Bitty Breakdown
Aunt Wang VS TF141
Dinner with the Lads
S'i' Fosse Soap
Yeah, no. STEM kinda sucks
Study session with the Lads
Accidental pregnancy scare
Ghosted (Literally)
TF141 & Retail worker!Reader
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TF141 & K-Pop stan!Reader - Here
TF141 & Sugar Painter!Reader - Here
Captain John Price
Three is the charm
Ex!John Price
Simon 'Ghost' Riley
Silent Readers Club
Neighbor au
Johnny 'Soap' MacTavish
Johnny has a pretty neighbor
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𝑼𝒑𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈...
It was kind of stupid— no, really stupid. Stupid and pathetic to have a crush on your Lieutenant. You’re not entirely sure how you came to the realization that you had feelings for him. All you knew, was that one day, he gave you the nastiest ten second stare of his life before he sharply turned around and walked away.
Nasty as in: pure judgement.
Because unbeknownst to you, Simon had witnessed you (just before you saw him) smashing four slices of pizza together into your mouth after Johnny had dared you to for a full bottle of Cognac. Hey— you’ll take whatever it was as long as it could make you feel like heaven for five hours and sour when you wake up.
Since then, you’ve acknowledged your little feelings towards the cold, quiet and ruthless man (who were you kidding? You’re amazing at acknowledging your feelings). Johnny had picked up on it too. It was pretty obvious when you looked up at Simon like he was a sweet treat… Which, he is. But you won’t tell anyone how you feel.
The amount of times Johnny had witnessed you stumbling and hit the floor after seeing Simon for just a second, to the times he saw you choke on your own spit after Simon called for you; he’d consider you utterly desperate for the old hag (yes, Johnny considers Simon an old hag, even if it was directed towards older ladies. He practically acts like one so why not make a new nickname for him?)
Johnny doesn’t say a word though. He doesn’t tease, like he usually would’ve. He kept his mouth shut but his eyes wide every time he sees you interact with Simon. Honestly, he just wanted to see how long it’ll take for you to break. And… It was free entertainment.
You’ve done several things to try and get Simon’s attention. To dropping off paperwork that he could’ve gotten himself, making him tea even though he already had one in his office, even buying a fruit tart from the nearest bakery and claimed that “they gave me an extra one”.
And every time you walked away after giving Simon a delightful treat with the same lie, Simon always says the same thing.
“Pretty privilege,” he grumbles under his breath and slides over the brown box with the plastic opening at the top. He examines it like he always does; as though he was wary of poison being in there. But the truth was, he was just jealous that you happen to get a “free” dessert every time you go to his favorite bakery. He’s pretty sure the university student over the counter was terrified of him too. Yet, here you were, giving him your leftovers! Maybe you were doing this because you knew about his biggest secret… his favorite bakery shop. And you waltz in his office, dropping off an extra dessert because you wanted to bully antagonize him!
Simon was oblivious.
Very oblivious.
So oblivious that Kyle watched you “fix” Simon’s vest up before training. He stood there with Johnny with the flattest expression, watching you pat him down like you were some airport security guard. All while, Simon’s eyes were blank, staring ahead of him like a child waiting while their mother fixes up their hair before school. “Reckon he’ll fold?” he murmurs to Johnny.
Johnny gives Kyle a glance and the evil-ist smirk he’s ever seen, “is the water green?”
Kyle scrunches his nose, his brows furrowing in confusion. “Wot?” he drags out the confusion.
“Like, is the sky blue but instead, is the water green— answer’s no. That’s your answer,” Johnny explains, watching Kyle as his face contorts into more confusion, a slight scowl on his lips.
“Why didn’t you just say no?”
When Johnny finally gets sick of rewatching season one, episode three-hundred-and-sixty-five of “When Will You Like Me”, directed by you, played by you and Simon, he finally bombards Simon with questions involving you. It’s not his fault his two favorite characters from his free entertainment won’t progress!
“Got yah ‘nother dessert, eh?” Johnny asks, leaning against the uncomfortable chair.
Simon strictly had one chair and one chair only in his office for a reason. How in the world did Johnny manage to find a chair and bring it into his office? He looks up from his paperwork, the office chair underneath him squeaking just a bit. “I’m working.”
Johnny smiles, the same cocky smiles he usually gives people when he knows that his presence is bothering them. “I see that,” he begins, watching Simon go back to filing paperwork like his job depends on it. It does, but right now, it shouldn’t. “I think yer bloody special. Never gives me desserts,” he says, talking about you.
Simon finally sets the pen down besides the paper and sighs through his nose. It was clear that his friend-slash-teammate wasn’t leaving anytime soon. “You want it?” he asks, sliding the box over. This time, filled with macaroons. “Dunno why they keep giving me treats. ‘s like they enjoy seeing me in agony.”
Yeah, Simon was very oblivious.
And so was Johnny.
“Tummy ache?” he questions.
Simon’s brows knitted together behind his balaclava and shook his head, “bloody hell- no—“ he began, shaking his head again as if the thought of getting an upset stomach over dessert was unheard of, “jus’ seems like they’re rubbin’ in my face ‘bout how they get free desserts,” he grumbles, taking the box back.
Funny thing about Simon; he offered Johnny the macaroons and immediately takes them back. Happens way too often.
“Ahh…” Johnny whispers out, mouth ajar as he watches Simon set the box in his secret drawer (definitely does not keep protein bars and snacks in there).
Simon sit there momentarily, side eyeing Johnny as he examines his office. He never stays too long in his room; says it’s too stuffy and gray. So why was he choosing to sit in here? It was pissing him off. But while he’s on the topic of you, he might as well vent a little. “Yah see that face of ‘em and jus’ can’t help but puke. Bloody lashes makes ‘em look innocent,” Simon says with a scoff.
Johnny blinks.
“Acts all proper ‘n all when I know they once hopped a fence and tore their uniform up. Arse was scraped up and who had to deal with the paperwork? Had the audacity to offer me dinner for the nuisance,” Simon shakes his head, “Don’ even get me started on that voice of theirs. Too bitterly sweet. No one in our field’ll take ‘em seriously.”
Johnny blinks again.
Then, he came to the realization.
In Simon’s weird way, he feels the same way you do. In a… ‘gosh, this person makes me so mad. I want to kiss them’ kind of way?
Maybe he’ll get a season two of this free show after all.
“Had to kiss ‘em once to shut that mouth of theirs.”
Johnny didn’t blink this time. His jaw though? Dropped. “WHAT?!” Somehow, he lost his Scottish accent.
Simon snapped his head over to look at his friend, realizing what he had said. “Drunk-“ he admitted. But the damage was already done. “Fucks sake! It happened once! Happened last week when you forced us all to go out to the pub! Little shit didn’t even remember a thing so don’t tell a soul before I request you to be sent off on a solo op!”
Oh, Johnny skipped a few episodes. Perhaps even a whole season!
And you?
Yeah, you didn’t forget it at all.
Lone Wolf (Hybrid!TF141 X Hybrid!Reader) Masterlist
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god is really cruel for making that old man so fuckable but not letting me fuck him
Simon Riley and his autistic wifey masterlist aka Wifey’s Aquarium
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last updated: September 29, 2025
How they met
apartment tour
apartment tour pt. 2
meltdown
meltdown after dark edition
🐡first time together
🐡freaky wifey
outsider
meeting John Price
meeting the 141
dating is weird sometimes
THE KEEPER AND THE KITTEN
simon riley is a very dangerous man shaped by scars and hardened by a life of violence. but when he finds you—an innocent kitten hybrid caged in a lab—something in him shifts. he owns you and he takes very good care of what's his.
this series is a collection of drabbles that follows owner!simon and the delicate kitten hybrid he takes in. it explores their slow-building bond and the blurred line between protection and desire.
scenes from the keeper and the kitten
taken in
when simon adopts you.
uncovered
when you see his face for the first time.
getting you clean
when simon gives your first bath, just like a good owner should… but it’s not that simple.
scar by scar
you groom simon slowly, licking over every scar like you’re trying to make him whole.
just a glimpse
when you walk in on simon while he’s taking a shower.
bad dreams
when you have a nightmare and simon comforts you.
first kiss
when you first kiss simon.
eager mouth
when you give simon a blowjob for the first time.
burning up
when you get your first heat.
name
you say simon’s name for the first time.
shopping
simon takes you shopping at the mall but your choice of clothing leaves him very tempted
141
simon takes you to meet the 141
A Particular Type of Pleasure - 1
cw: multi-part series of drabbles with a whole lotta focus on the clit, fem afab reader x Simon Riley, smut, oral (fem-receiving),
It's with trepidation that you pulled away from Simon, breaking off a series of knee-weakening kisses building up an undeniable want. Ever astute, eyes never missing even the smallest of shifts in your demeanor, Simon bid you to explain what was wrong with a warm hand cupping your cheek.
"What's wrong? Need you to tell me."
Your relationship had heated up so fast, the ache you felt to touch and be touched by him so pronounced it was all you could do not to just jump him at times. But, you'd felt want like that before only to have it lead to disappointment.
"I really, really want you, Simon. It's kinda stupid how bad I do, honestly. I just think you oughta know before I start tearing your clothes off.."
His eyes stared and held you captive, the intense and unblinking state of his gaze settled in expectation on your face.
"..I don't really like penetrative sex that much."
NOOOO THE SIX ORGASMS PERIOD HACK GOT REBLOGS DISABLED JUST AS I TRIED TO REBLOG IT whatever. I'm trying that next period.
Rescued media. Fuck it.
Thinkn’ bout Ghost who everyone thought would have a sweet, shy, and overly kind affectionate partner .
Oh they were shocked when you walked in with a takeout bag and drink in hand , exact opposite of what they thought, you look like you want to rip out everyone’s throat out, the meanest Rbf they’ve ever seen (their still not completely sure your not pissed ) you walk to Ghost dropping the bag in his lap and drink it almost spilling.
Ghost doesn’t say a word “don’t forget you lunch next time” your voice sounds more like a threat than a reminder but Ghost nods “didn’t ‘ave to” but still taking the food thanking her with a nod
“I know” you sound like a bitch “I won’t next time” leaving the rest of the team shocked thinking you’re disrespecting Ghost and he’s just taking it??
But after you leave Ghost sighs “ain’t they perfect” more of a statement then a question.
After a few times of seeing you around the team starts to put two and two together, that you just just have a major resting bitch face and natural attitude.
“y’know what? They are perfect for him” Soap muttered to Gaz while the two watched you an Ghost stare at each other like they hate each other “copy n pasted mate” Gaz replied
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THE KEEPER AND THE KITTEN
simon riley is a very dangerous man shaped by scars and hardened by a life of violence. but when he finds you—an innocent kitten hybrid caged in a lab—something in him shifts. he owns you and he takes very good care of what's his.
this series is a collection of drabbles that follows owner!simon and the delicate kitten hybrid he takes in. it explores their slow-building bond and the blurred line between protection and desire.
scenes from the keeper and the kitten
taken in
when simon adopts you.
uncovered
when you see his face for the first time.
getting you clean
when simon gives your first bath, just like a good owner should… but it’s not that simple.
scar by scar
you groom simon slowly, licking over every scar like you’re trying to make him whole.
just a glimpse
when you walk in on simon while he’s taking a shower.
bad dreams
when you have a nightmare and simon comforts you.
first kiss
when you first kiss simon.
eager mouth
when you give simon a blowjob for the first time.
burning up
when you get your first heat.
western pleasure; simon riley
⋆˖°.℧𖤓𓄀𐚁𓃗.°˖⋆
outlaw!ghost x afab!reader | series masterlist | wild west
summary: in a desperate, last ditch-attempt to escape your abusive husband's wrath, you encounter the man you've only heard legends of - a man named ghost.
cw: use of guns/weapons. depictions of violence, gore, death, domestic abuse. mentions of sexual assault, abuse. descriptions of sexual intercourse, smut. mdni, 18+
➳ part one: flesh and blood
➳ part two: skin and bone
➳ part three: debts and demands
➳ part four
ARMY OF ME.
warning — p links! dni if uncomfortable.
cod men (price, ghost, soap) x fem! reader
incl ⤷ size kink, spanking, squirting, hair pulling, choking, overstimulation, handcuffs/restraints, rough sex, face-sitting, oral, unprotected sex, anal play/sex, threesome, double penetration
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⋆⑅˚₊ JOHN PRICE
— he just wants to hold you close
— you love when he’s got you pinned down
— taking advantage of the alone time when the team goes out drinking :3
— he has to test out the new panties he’s got you…make sure they’re durable.
— how could it ever be a quickie when he’s fucking you so good?
༻⋆SIMON “GHOST” RILEY
— simon’s obsession with overstimulation :3
— consequences of teasing him the wholeeeee night
— he needs to show you how much he missed you
— “handcuffs?”
— post gym-cardio
⋆˚꩜。 JOHN “SOAP” MACTAVISH
— he’d live between your thighs if he could
— soap gets too excited when he’s finally home from a mission
— soap is a simple man.
— always making a mess
— “dont run f’me, lassie.”
༄.° KYLE “GAZ” GARRICK
— mr. “i’ll buy you new ones!”
— gaz who had a special birthday planned for you (ft. price)
— ”i miss you, wish you were here.”
— he’s just toying with you for fun :(
— “why were you late, sergeant?” … “traffic.”
BONUS
roomates!ghost and soap help you get over your ex
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Nobody's Home
When he removed the mask, you were terrified. Not because of the gnarly scars across what had once been a face, now a mess of uneven and discolored skin. Not even because of the glimpse of teeth visible through the torn flesh of his cheek. No, what truly terrified you was a realization that made your blood run colder. If this man could endure all of that pain and still survive, then your chances of escaping him had just been crushed to near zero.
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He was strangely peaceful in his sleep. For someone in his line of work and with his kind of past, at least. There were no tortured screams or hard thrashing. No desperate panting or restless, sweat-soaked nightmares. Nothing. His breathing was steady, and a soft rhythmic snore filled the room. At that moment, he looked almost human.
But he wasn’t. He was a monster.
And you couldn’t allow yourself to forget that, no matter how hard your traitorous heart tried to convince you otherwise. This wasn’t love. It couldn’t be.
It was survival. Just a twisted coping mechanism born from months of isolation, fear, and captivity. You had to get out. You had to leave before your body betrayed you again. Before you felt the warmth of his breath against your skin one more time. Before his touch made you falter.
Before you forgot who he truly was.