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The Golden Girls – 1.03: Rose the Prude

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You and I, we go together,

You're the sky,

I'll be the weather,

A pretty thing...

Sun and Rain,

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Who knew?

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Olrox?

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Beautiful man. Beautiful words.

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Guess it's better making how u wanna picture a personality with a quote rather than looking for something similar <3<3

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Orlox with a blind lover

I can imagine him definitely understanding your condition while others ostracized you, called you names, and ridiculed you which makes you feel useless and a burden. Imagine you pleading with him to end your life when he was in his occasional round looking for a peasant to feed upon and caught you. At first, he wouldn't have paid attention to your pleading, but the smile that you gave him on the brink of possible death made it difficult for him to sink his fangs into your neck. you couldn't see him, yet felt comforted by his presence, and he felt his dead heart strike a chord when you suddenly called him beautiful. it felt wrong to kill you, rather, I can imagine him taking you away to his private quarters to chat. this would continue further with him sometimes showing up at your home since no one else would visit you. you would talk about your blindness and the sadness you felt about your condition. him listening to every word and then deciding to take you to different places with him where he would intricately describe each scenery and suddenly you wouldn't feel too sad about being blind. he would be enjoying his company with you when one fine day you would confess to having fallen in love with him. him reciprocating your feelings and promising to love and hold onto you forever (maybe even changing you, if you'd let him of course). while I personally find him intimidating and serious, I can also imagine him being soft and gentle toward his lover, especially comforting you on those specific bad days when you feel burdened by your blindness (then end up killing whoever made you feel this way in a *cough* terrifying manner.) your days would be coupled with the occasional smug blind jokes and smug comments made by him but it would never hurt you, rather you found this disposition of his endearing especially cause he would be like this with only you. Intimacies would be mostly coupled with feeling each other thoroughly where you could always discern his expressions through his touch.

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A Steamy Evening

A Captain Price x fem!reader 🙈🫣❤️

After a very long period of waiting for your husband to return from his mission that had kept you separated for 4 months now, he was finally able to bag a leave for a month, courtesy of Kate. You have to thank her for that later. You were really excited to have your husband to yourself for so long. You knew John was a busy man. Even if not physically, then he would often spend long hours strategising and planning the best course of actions for oncoming missions. The responsibilities that come with being captain of an elite task force. When you were dating each other, he always worried that the time he came back home, you would be gone. Being away for most of the time, unable to contact you, he really respected and appreciated your patience. And when the time came that he proposed to you, you were over the moon. But none of that now. You knew he deserved a break. He needed one. So when you surprised him with tickets to an exotic resort with adjoining hot springs, he thought he couldn't fall in love with you more than he already had.

"You go ahead honey, I'll join you in sometime. Have to wash-up a bit. Still sleepy from the flight." You said awkwardly holding the back of your neck. "How can I leave such a pretty thing alone?" He mumbled into your neck holding you close from behind. "It's for you my love. You've been working so hard, this is my present to you." Feeling his grip tighten on your waist, you looked at him sideways, his head now resting on your shoulder, beard tickling the exposed skin there. "Fine. But you better come soon, or I'm gonna come back, pick you up, and walk back. Butt-naked might I add." You felt a slight blush blooming on your neck and cheeks at his statement. You both have seen each other naked many times before but it always managed to leave you breathless with how perfect your husband looks. Especially coming back after every new mission, to trace every scar and mark that was not there before as he kissed you and melted into your arms. He just looked more handsome.

Snapping into reality, you hurried about your routine. Knowing John, one can never be sure of how funny or promising he can be of his word. Feeling refreshed, you went into the ladies room, changed out of your clothes, throwing them into a nearby basket. Your skin felt like it could breathe again. The steam from the springs was gradually coming into the room. It had a very earthly scent to it. Thankfully the springs could be reserved privately but only after the evening, which was perfect because who wouldn't want to spend time in a hot spring during the night?

Smiling to yourself, towel around your body, you enter the springs. The thick mist was rejuvenating and your lungs felt alive inhaling the hint of vanilla and lavender that emanated from the steam. As you entered the water, you felt your body melt. All the stress and tension disappeared leaving clean skin in its wake. Dipping yourself into the water once, you led out a long, dragged sigh that you didn't even realise you were holding.

"Ah, isn't this amazing John?" No reply. "John?" No reply. "John, this is not funny!" Not hearing an answer, you panicked. Thinking that he may have fallen asleep at the edge of the pool out of exhaustion, you decided to scan the edges. The steam had already made your vision blurry but you were intent on finding him. Waddling alongside the edge, you still called out his name, expecting an answer or better, a jumpscare in return. Not finding him anywhere on the edges, you frowned. Thinking that he must have already finished, you decided to leave as well, tears welling in your eyes.

Suddenly, as you turned around, you collided into a hard chest. Looking up hastily you see John smiling down at you, a cigar between his lips and his hands pressing into your waist, keeping you close to him. How did he even get behind you? Droplets of water were falling from the ends of his hair as well as from his muscular chest tracing every scar and disappearing into the pool. As much as you wanted to be angry at him, the sight of him looking so vulnerable yet powerful left you breathless. "Where were you? I thought you went back to the room so I was gonna leave and find you and--hey!" John suddenly pulled you forward, effectively backing you up against the edge of the pool. "I was here the whole time, though it was kind of adorable to see you looking for me so didn't want to interrupt you." Giving him a playful pout, you moved sideways to give him space, only for him to pull you back in and corner you again. "John?"

But he said nothing. He just stared at you, still smoking his cigar. Feeling vulnerable under his stare, you looked away, a blush creeping up your neck. You looked beautiful. And John was intent on showing you just how much he missed you. Seeing his hand put out the half smoken cigar, you looked at him, eyes wide, irises glowing.

Fuck.

"John, are you o-" you could say nothing more as he kissed you fiercely. After your initial surprise, you kissed him back softly, both hands around his neck and naked bodies pressing together. He smelled amazing, like a mix of earth and water along with the heady aroma of the cigar dancing in your nose. Pulling back, you closed your eyes blowing out the smoke that he gave you.

"Always wanted to try that with you. Fuck, you look so beautiful doin that love. Don't know what it's doing to me." He sighed. This time he decided  to scan you over, and fuck… you were the best thing he’s ever seen.

Your eyes crinkled as you smiled brightly. Moving closer to him, you caught him off-guard, changing positions and trapping him. "Somebody's feisty today huh?" "Uh huh. What can I say, someone doesn't seem to have missed me as much as I missed him." Eyes darkening with lust, John grabbed your neck from behind bringing his lips to your ear.

"Lemme show you just how much I missed you Mrs.Price." he growled out kissing down your neck.

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I DIDN’T FALL IN LOVE WITH YOU.

"Ok! Keep them closed!" You said excitedly as you pushed Soap into the living room of your shared home. He had just returned from a four month long mission, wanting nothing more than to hold you and make love to you all night. But when you greeted him at the doorway with a mischievous smile, he knew you had something planned. "Ok! Ok! I'm not looking lass. Hope the gift is as wonderful as its giver though!" He laughed as you elbowed his ribs. "Shut up, and it is!" You quipped directing him onto the couch.

"Ok! Open up!"

Opening his eyes, Soap was in awe. You had entirely decorated the house with Christmas decorations, brought a tree which had presents underneath it and made his favourite Christmas dinner that he had every holiday with his family as a kid. "I know we had plans to visit your family for Christmas and the New year but this mission became unpredictably long, so I thought to give you a surprise here!" "I love it. Thank you so much bonnie!" Soap cheered.

"So, wanna eat or presents first?" He looked at you as you asked.

"Your choice y/n." He said lovingly.

I WALKED INTO LOVE WITH YOU.

WITH MY EYES OPEN WIDE,

3am. After having showered, packing his gear and setting his comms straight, Soap was ready to leave again. It broke his heart every time he had to go, thinking of every new mission that could be his last. Both of you turned in early the night before, so that he could have some rest before getting up early in the morning. While Soap was trained and could easily function without sleep, you had a different perspective. "John Mactavish! Do not make me shave that stupid mohawk and then knock your ass out talking about unhealthy sleeping routines!" you threatened playfully, eyebrows furrowed. "Damn woman, when did you become so bossy? Where's my sweet bean bheag?" He grumbled jabbing a finger on your ribs. Laughing, you brought him close. "I just want you to be at your best on the field. I know you have been through worse, but could you do this for me?" And Soap could never say no to that voice.

Smiling, he turned the lights off coming out of the bathroom only to find the bed empty and the bedroom door open. That confused him. Before he could call, you came in, tray in hand with a filling breakfast and a sleepy, frowning look on your face, placing the tray on the bed and walked towards him. "If you think you are leaving this house without eating mister, you're soo wrong." He was at a loss for words. "Oh honey you did that for me?" "Well, are you aware of any other rambunctious Scotsman who loves to put himself in danger all the time and scare the life out of me? At least if something happens, you'll remember the food I made more than my sleepy, drooling face as the last thing you remember." He laughed loudly and you couldn't help but giggle yourself. He pulled you in for a tight hug and kissed you tenderly. Pulling back he said," At least you'll remember this, if we are seeing each other for the last time now." "Hey! Hey! Hey! You better be back or I'll come on the battlefield and kill you myself Mr. Mactavish."

"Yes, ma'am." He snickered, gobbling up the food.

CHOOSING TO TAKE EVERY STEP ALONG THE WAY.

I DO BELIEVE IN FATE AND DESTINY,

11:45pm- audio playing:-" hello! This is your greatest cheerleader and wife speaking! Hehe. I just wanna tell you that I love you and that you are the greatest demolitions expert ever! Don't let anyone tell you otherwise and if they do, I'll beat their asses right on! But on a serious note, take care of yourself, eat well and please at least get an hour of sleep Mr. "I-don't-need-sleep" Mactavish. And again, of course, I forgot when you are coming back, so let me know, again, when you listen to this audio! Give my regards to the rest of 141 and specifically tell Simon that I pray he doesn't get too many nightmares. I miss you soo much honey. Whenever you get time again, do video-call me. As much as I don't like (just kidding) that stupid mohawk of yours, it seems forever that I saw your face. So on this note, this is your cheerleader/wife signing off. See ya tomorrow! I love you Johnny! Mwah!"

Soap smiled to himself, so lost in your voice that he failed to acknowledge the click of his room door.

"Damn that was a long audio Johnny." Soap, startled for a moment, turned around to see Ghost standing at his room's entrance. "Shit Lt. Ya gave me a scare." "I came here to call you to the briefing room. You're late. Price got concerned thinking that this botched mission got to you." "Yeah, I was pissed, but all good now. Let's go. Oh and by the way, y/n wanted me-" "I heard Johnny. Give her my thanks and love when you talk to her again."

Soap hadn't noticed, but Simon's eyes were crinkled under the skull mask. He was smiling.

Going towards the briefing room, Ghost said," got a good one here Johnny. You better hurt her never. If I come to know, I'll bury your ass six feet under." "Got it sir." Soap quipped back, laughing.

BUT I ALSO BELIEVE WE ARE ONLY FATED TO DO THINGS THAT WE’D CHOOSE ANYWAY.

"Do you have your vows?"

You both nodded.

"Very well. We shall begin with the bride first."

Looking at Soap excitedly, you held both his hands tightly, tears beginning to form in your eyes.

"I promise to love you for who you are, and for who you are yet to become. I promise to be patient and to remember that all things between us are rooted in love. I promise to be your navigator, best friend, and wife. I promise to honor, love, and cherish you through all life's adventures. Wherever we go, we'll go together. I promise to nurture your dreams and help you reach them. I promise to share my whole heart with you and to remember to show you how deeply I care for you, no matter the challenges that may come our way. I promise to love you loyally and fiercely—as long as I shall live.

All the tears that threatened to fall, finally did from both your eyes, Soap seemed to be crying more than you.

"And now the groom." The priest smiled. Furiously rubbing his tears, Soap breathed deeply before saying-

"In your expressive eyes, I found total compassion, in your rare golden heart, I found priceless love, in your deep beautiful soul, I found, my other half, a kindred spirit you are worth the world and my everything. I vow to be your biggest fan and partner in crime. I promise to support a family with you in a home filled with patience, love and understanding. I vow to grow old with you. I will love you faithfully and unconditionally through difficult and easy times. What may come, I promise to always be there with love. You look so beautiful to me today, but know that you always look beautiful to me and will always be this beautiful to me, tomorrow, and the next day and the next. As gorgeous as you are right here and right now, I will only love you more and more each day of our marriage."

You both smiled through your tears. "And now by the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride." The priest concluded.

AND I’D CHOOSE YOU;

Your phone was just exploding this morning. Hubby- Love you, mean it. Hubby- You’re the freaking best. Hubby- Do you have a band-aid? Cause I just scraped my knee falling for you. Hubby- Anyone who says Disneyland is the happiest place on Earth has clearly never stood next to you. Hubby- Me without you is like a nerd without braces, a shoes without laces, aSentenceWithoutSpaces. You- someone's in a very good mood today. 😜 thank you sweetheart! Love you too! ❤️🙈 Hubby- I’m not a photographer, but I still picture you and me together… in bed. You- wha-🫣 Hubby- Aren’t you exhausted? You’ve been running in my thoughts the whole day. Naked, most of the time. You- OMG Johnny stop!🤣🤣❤️ Hubby- I was feeling a little off today, but you definitely turned me on. You- you have been ordered to abort your mission and come back to fulfill other duties that will be keeping you in bed all day.😏 Hubby- on my way love.🏃🏃

IN A HUNDRED LIFETIMES, IN A HUNDRED WORLDS,

IN ANY VERSION OF REALITY,

"God I'm unable to move." "Obviously sweetheart, yer carrying a little tyke inside you" Soap said proudly puffing his chest out. You glared at him. "This-" you pointed at your belly, "is your fault." "Haha ok honey. What're you craving right now? Tuna fish and chocolate milk? pickles and peanut butter? whole lemons?" "Nothing really. My back hurts though." "Alrighty, one massage coming right up!" You laughed along with him. "Gosh how I am really looking forward to this. What were you looking forward to when we got pregnant?" "Well, firstly the late night drives, then the weird cravings along with the crazy baby shopping spree! But mostly, you, waddling with that big belly!" And he started laughing loudly clutching his stomach at your surprised and gradually growing annoyed look. "Wha- that's what you're looking forward to? That's soo mean! What is wrong with you!?" After a while when he stopped laughing he laid his head on your stomach feeling the bump and said,"C'mon honey you know me. But seriously you're gonna be such a good mom. That's what I look forward to. Only second to waddling of course." "I knew it! I knew it couldn't be so simple!" Soap laughed again, this time you hit his head playfully. "Tha thu do-chreidsinneach Mr Mactavish." He looked at you. "Agus is tusa leamsa Mrs Mactavish. Forever."

I’D FIND YOU AND CHOOSE YOU.”

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Nightmare

No. No. Please not her.

Simon pleaded with earnest eyes. His father had caught you by your hands holding you against him with a knife slithering across your delicate neck. Your face was swollen, hot tears rolling down your bloodshot eyes. He had to do something. He had to protect you.

But he couldn't move.

"See what you did son? Fooling such an innocent woman by falling in love with her when you clearly don't deserve her. Hadn't I taught you that showing emotions is weakness? But no! You had to get swayed by your emotions and do something so foolish. But don't worry, I'm always here to eradicate your weaknesses just like I did with your mother when she became an unnecessary burden in my plans. You should have understood Simon that she was not worth it and neither is she. You are a killer, a dangerous man and you have to keep up with your name and embrace Ghost."

"No please! Don't listen to him Simon. You are so much more than any mindless killer and I love you for what you are and that is not Ghost." Simon's father slapped you again as you fell to the ground looking at him.

No please stop. She's innocent!

"Shut up you stupid bitch! Look how you have manipulated my son that he's become useless! But I won't fall for your brainwashing tactics! You have to go! I will not allow him to be distracted from what he is! A killer."

No that's not true. I am more than this.

Simon froze. You looked at him helplessly extending your hand towards him. "Please save me Simon. I believe in you."

"I love you."

It all happened so fast. Your eyes that were once filled with emotion rolled back into your head as his father slowly slid the knife across your neck. Blood sputtered from your neck and your mouth as you fell on to the ground gasping for air. At that moment he moved. Holding you in his arms, he tried his hardest to keep you alive but your body was gradually starting to lose movement and was becoming cold. Simon loudly wailed out your name holding you close to his chest fat tears rolling from his eyes as you went limp in his arms.

I did this.

I don't deserve this. Everybody that loves me ends up dying. This is what I am.

A killer. A coward. Ghost.

You immediately shot up when you heard sudden noises of distress. Looking frantically around, you realised that these noises were coming from your husband. This is the third time in the week that he has been having nightmares. Sighing deeply, eyes still blurry with sleep, you looked over at Simon wrapping your fingers around his shoulders trying to shake him awake. However, he didn't budge. Suddenly you became fully awake when he called out your name, tears running down his cheeks.

Something is definitely wrong.

"Simon?" You whispered. "Honey please get up. It's ok baby, I'm right here." But he didn't move, instead, his eyebrows were deeply furrowed and he was clutching onto the sheets as if his life depended on it. You knew Simon had trouble sleeping because of his nightmares, but he would always instantly wake up with you whispering words of love and comfort that instantly calmed him down. This scared you. Suddenly he screamed out your name. That was it. "Simon, please wake up!"

What happened next was something you would have never expected. His eyes shot open, bloodshot and murderous, his face held a deep scowl. And suddenly, you find yourself pushed back on the bed with him straddling you, his fingers wrapped around your throat. Unshed tears kiss your waterline as your body reacts naturally, scratching and clawing at the man pressing his appendage, squeezing your windpipe close.

This wasn't your Simon.

"S...si.. Simon. Ppp..pl.please wake up." You pleaded. The man above you seemed to hear nothing, the pressure on your throat increasing steadily. His eyes seemed lifeless, unaware of his surroundings. It felt like Ghost, not Simon Riley anymore.

You had to do something. Snap him out of it. Mustering the energy that you had left, your heading spinning with the lack of oxygen, you closed his eyes with your palm and breathed out, "Joseph wants to play honey."

That did it.

Suddenly, you felt the pressure from your neck being lifted, your palm moved from his eyes, revealing gorgeous brown eyes that stared at you with surprise that quickly turned into horror. "Yn?" He muttered slowly. "Yes baby, it's me." You replied smiling slightly. But your body refused to co-operate as you let out a few loud coughs, your neck coloring a deep shade of red and purple. Looking at your neck, his position and finally his hands, Simon instantly connected the dots. Did he just try to kill you?

He got off of you, faster than lightning, terrified, and backed himself against the wall, away from the bed and you.

No. No. No. What had he done?

"Simon-" "No. Stay away from me y/n. I hurt you. I'm a monster, a fucking killer. I.. I just tried to kill you." His eyes were red again, cheeks sunken and damp from the tears that flew out in light of what he just did to you. The one who loves him unconditionally.

"Simon please just listen-" "No y/n! I can't be near you. I can't let you die! Everybody I love leaves me or dies! I can't do that to you..." and just like that he slid down the wall he was leaning on to the floor, fingers clutching his hair tightly, head hidden into his bent knees. You felt tears well in your eyes. Slowly getting off the bed, you walked to Simon who was still unaware of your presence. Getting on your knees, you reached out for his trembling hands covering his face.

Simon didn't flinch, too tired and overwhelmed to think. Loosening his grip on himself, he felt you nudge his chin to look at you. You cupped his face in your palms, looking at him lovingly with a soft smile. The moonlight streaming in your room illuminated your features showing the angry red marks on your neck, and if Simon wasn't in his current predicament, he would have kissed you all over to make sure you were really his. Wordlessly, he opened up his knees letting you in between his legs to which you scooted further in finally pulling him into a tight hug.

"Let go sweetheart. Don't hold back. Gimme your pain so you never feel it again. I know that you can never hurt me sweetheart. You know how I know? You fiercely protect me and keep me safe from all that's wrong with the world. Even when you find it difficult to express your love with words, you do it with your actions. And that anything that troubles you, you wouldn't tell me because you always want to keep me happy. When you hold me, I understand and feel your pain and those memories that you have harboured in your head for so long and don't want me to ever experience it while you're here. You are so good to me Simon and I am so thankful to have you with me. I love you so much baby that I can't see you in pain ever. So let go please. Lemme keep you safe and happy." You whispered.

Simon nuzzled his head into your shoulder and neck, crying profusely now. But you just held on to him whispering sweet nothings. His breathing jagged and shoulders shaking as he sobbed. Bringing you into his lap, his arms are now wrapped tightly around your body. You combed your fingers through his blonde locks effectively calming him down till he just hiccupped in response. "I'm so sorry y/n. I-" but you just kissed his head, moving down to his eyes kissing his tears away. "I can never be mad at you Simon. Like I said, I trust you honey and always will. Come on let's go to sleep now."

Silently nodding, Simon got off the floor still, holding you in his arms, and put you down on the bed gently. You positioned yourself in the middle of the bed, opening your arms and silently beckoning him. He gathered up into your arms, heaving a long sigh holding you close. Your eyes were also gradually drooping close.

"go to sleep baby. I'll be right here when you wake up. Promise." Nodding into your neck, Simon closed his eyes but not before hearing "I love you so much. May you have really good dreams."

And he smiled. Because all his good dreams were filled with you and him.

Muttering into your chest, he fell asleep soon, with you unable to hear what he said.

I love you too y/n.

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STAY

How about Alejandro fluff with a shy wife!reader early in the morning. love this Latino man sooo freaking much!! 

You wake up, stifling a yawn. stretching your hands above your head, you looked around your bedroom, the light rays of dawn pushing through the curtains. looking around at your bedside table, you check the time.

hmmm, just 6:15 am. Too early to get up right now.

That’s when you hear a soft snoring from behind you. looking back, you see your husband of 4 years sleeping on his stomach, clutching the pillow underneath him, with his face towards you. his back muscles were on full display, and the sheets fell to his waist, slowly rising and falling with every unhurried breath he took. He looked beautiful. From when you had started dating Alejandro, and all the times that had been completely romantic with you, you were always too shy to return his affections although you did, the blush on your face and the heating up of your skin a dead giveaway. Alejandro would always call you out on your shyness being one of the main reasons he fell in love with you. but you always wondered with his aggressive and all-out attitude, how did he always know all that you left unsaid? You almost passed out when he proposed to you in front of the entire Los Vaqueros. Oh boy, how Rudy actually stood behind you if you did. That felt more funny than embarrassing now that you thought about it. 

But you that he knew. Deep down, your kindness and gentle nature kept him grounded and focused while his love and respect for you grew manifold. How would you do anything just to have him come back to you so that you could hold him and provide him with all the love and comfort he deserves for keeping you and the Vaqueros safe. 

While you softly smiled and giggled to yourself, finally sitting upright on the bed, you hadn’t noticed a strong arm sneakily snaking around your waist, pulling you back into the bed. You let out a soft gasp and a yelp only to be met with the face of your husband towering over you placing himself above you, with your head resting on his forearm. He stared at you lovingly giving his signature smile that make you weak in the knees. 

"B..B..Buenos dias amor". Great. Why does he do this to you?!

"Buenos dias querida" he replied playfully, nudging his nose along your cheek where he placed a kiss, voice deep with sleep. Oh boy. If this is how I die, I have no regrets.

"and what was it that has you giggling this fine morning, ángel?" He asked as he kissed down your neck. His question broke your train of thought and your skin felt hot under the warmth of his lips. "Calm down carina. I can feel your pulse racing, eh?" Not trusting your voice, you just nodded in response.

"8 years into our relationship and I still have this effect on you. Soy un tipo afortunado de tenerte amor. Eres tan linda." he laughed looking at you as you held onto his arm with your other hand on his back, blushing profusely.

"I..I was just th..thinking about you. How I am so lucky to have you." You said, looking everywhere but at him.

Fuck.

If you only knew how he wanted to ravage you and have you scream out his name every time you did this.

"I was going to go m...make you some breakfast, y..you haven't eaten anything since you came back home late last night." You spoke out finally.

He lowered himself into your neck again grunting an incoherent response to which you could only gasp and hold him tighter. He carefully nipped at your soft spot making you squirm in his arms. He pulled himself back up again to finally look into your eyes with sleep completely gone and a hint of lust darkening his irises.

"Oh but I am having my breakfast now." he said, lowering his lips on to yours. "You." He breathed, before finally pushing his lips against yours.

"So please stay."

And you did.

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WORRIED

The reader is married to Soap and Ghost and gets worried when one of them(I'm using Soap here cuz he's trouble-prone 😜) hasn't arrived home and is unable to call them.

Simon's neck had started to ache from the amount of times he had moved it side to side. Your nervous pacing in your shared bedroom wasn't helping. But who could blame you? Soap had last called 2 hours ago saying that he would be home in 15 minutes. Excitement turned to worry pretty fast on your side given that he hasn't come home yet. Simon had also begun worrying at this point and tried contacting Soap only to be met with the continuous trilling of the line. He was going to be giving Soap an earful for worrying you when he returned home.

While Simon absolutely adored the amount of love and concern you held for them, he couldn't bear this anymore. You had come back home from a long day of work with the excitement of seeing your husbands again and despite the tiredness running throughout your body, decided to make their favourite meals. But you had scarcely eaten after a long time waiting for Soap so that you all could eat together. Had Simon not forced you, you would still be waiting on him to eat. Probably one of the reasons why they fell in love with you was your stubbornness to do things for them as a way of thanking them for protecting you and keeping you safe.

Damn Johnny, where are you?

"Maybe we could try calling him again, or maybe we could go check at the base hanger, or I'll call the Captain or Kate, or or maybe...!" you started listing out alternatives to know whether Soap was safe. Simon abruptly stood from the bed and grabbed you by your shoulders effectively stopping your pacing.

"Sweetheart he's going to be fine. I'm sure he's being held back for some work. After all, accountability goes hand in hand with his speciality. I've already messaged Gaz and he also told me that Price has also not returned yet. So they are definitely together. And while the captain's there, Johnny's as safe as houses. Not that he necessarily needs that kinda protection." Simon grunted.

You sighed and dropped your head on his chest listening to his strong heartbeat as a sort of comfort. Simon held you close. You were barely able to keep your eyes open now. It was already 3 in the morning. The faint glow from the bedside lamp and the warmth emanating from Simon standing so close to you seemed very inviting to lure you to bed for a well deserved rest.

"Love, you need to rest. You've been working hard this entire week. You need it." saying this, Simon picked you up, walking to the bed and laying you in the middle and climbing in himself after. "Will you wake me up when he comes?" You asked. "Of course love. Don't you worry your pretty head about it. While he's reckless, he would hate not coming back to us."

Saying this, he pulled you to him shutting the lamp behind him and combed his fingers through your hair lulling you into a deep sleep. The night was silent with the occasional chirping of crickets and the moonlight shone through the light curtains in their bedroom, some of it falling onto your face. Simon pushed away stands of your hair falling on your face sighing deeply looking at the beauty that was you. It would always be one of life's greatest mysteries as to how you pierced through his stone cold heart and showered him with the love he never thought he deserved. While Johnny was like the warm summer heat that melted his cold walls, you were the rain that carried all his pain away leaving him human and capable of love. He wouldn't know what to do if he lost either one of you.

Damn, I'm so fucking late. Soap thought.

He hated coming home late and it was only worse that his phone died down and he had to spend another 3 hours after returning from Tunisia in the briefing room about their next mission. He knew that you and Simon were worried when he came to know from Price that Simon had messaged Gaz. He had already thought about the several ways that he was going to make it up to you and Simon when he returned after getting scolded by the two people he loves the most. Honestly, he wouldn't trade that for anything else ever.

Soap slightly opened the door letting himself in. He gently removed his gear and weapons in the living room and went to the adjacent guest bathroom to take a shower since he didn't want to wake either of you up. All he was looking forward to at this point was cuddling up to the both of you and sleeping. He felt really guilty about worrying you knowing mostly as you love to spend as much time as you have with them before they get called away again.

Having showered, he slowly trudged into their bedroom finding you and Simon surprisingly sleeping soundly. He grabbed his sweatpants, briskly putting them on and heading to bed. Checking the time on the wall clock, it read 4:14 am. Nice. Before getting in, he went around giving his husband a kiss on his head. How he missed seeing him without the mask. Coming back to his side, he gently laid down moving closer to you, your back facing him. He put an arm around your waist bringing himself closer, when he felt the shuffling and a big arm holding his elbow bringing him close to them both trapping you in between them.

Looking at Simon, Soap knew what to do. He stared into the brown eyes softly eyeing his own face with the former smiling one of his rare smiles. "She was pretty worried about you. Didn't eat too good." Ghost grumbled. Soap stared at your face partially lit by the moon. "Are you alright Johnny?" He asked, concern laced in his voice. "I'm good Simon. Just a bit banged up, nothing more than usual." " Good. Get some sleep. You look like shit Sergeant" "Gee, thanks Lt."

At that moment, you turned in your sleep. Both men grew quiet thinking you were gonna wake up. But instead you just mumbled something incoherent and unknowingly put an arm around Soap huddling close, breathing into his neck. Oh how he missed this. Soap kissed you a few times, on your forehead, nose and eyes as a silent apology.

Morning came pretty soon. The alarm blared on the bedside table but before you could get up to shut it off, someone beat you to it. Looking behind you, you see your mohawk husband smiling one of his bright smiles. Registered his presence for a hard minute, you fell into his arms hugging him tightly. Pulling him into you, you placed kisses all over his face, tears threatening to spill from your eyes.

"I'm so sorry bonnie. I promise not to do stupid shit like that again." Your husband breathed. "You better not or I'm gonna kill you myself. Pretty sure Simon will let me." You chuckled.

"Oh you bet I will." Looking behind you, you notice Simon leaning sideways, his face resting on his arm looking at you two. You smiled brightly bringing him close as they both wrapped up around you, sandwiching you between them.

"I love you both so much." you said smiling and drifting back to sleep again. Both men looked at you as if you would disappear if they didn't anymore. The silent promise of staying forever shining on the fingers of the three of yours, Soap kissed you again on your forehead and Simon into your hair.

We love you more Y/n.

[nocturnal--cripticthoughts]

Haces que me enamore mas de ti

How about fluff in the rain with hubby Rudy? OOO man how I love this bean ❤️

Rodolfo parra. The Sergeant-Major of the Los Vaqueros. Hardened by war and willing to sacrifice himself for everything that matters to him. But this? Nothing ever compares to all that he has faced and conquered. His wife. Who has always supported and loved him and picked him up when he needed to the most. Rodolfo always knew. From the time you became best friends to the first time you held him when he cried in the rain. When you offered to cook for the Vaqueros because you refused to let them have anything other than a home-cooked meal that they deserved. That itself made him want to marry you that very moment. The wait was worth it though. How he proposed under the same rain that he had been comforted in. How your eyes lit up and a slow smile danced on your lips that made him weak in the knees.

Yes. It was all worth it.

"Amor? Where are you?" He called. You weren't in the kitchen nor were you in the common room talking and making jokes with the rest of 141. He debated asking Alejandro since he was pretty busy today filling in requests to be sent to High command. Rudy was thankful to his best friend for taking up the task and giving him a leave for today as he was still healing from his injuries from when he confronted Hassan.

But you were nowhere to be found.

"Hey hermano!" Soap called out in his boisterous voice followed by Ghost, and patted his back. "Man it's been great with this weather today. I wonder how ya guys work in this heat. Is Las Almas always so hot for the rain to tell the difference?" But Rudy was paying no attention. He was looking for you.

"What's the matter, Sergeant Major?". Ghost called out. "Looking for the missus?"

That caught his attention.

"Yeah. Have you seen her? I was planning to help her with the food today."

" She's outside in the rain." Outside?

Rudy zoomed past them towards the door. Opening it, he saw what he could only describe as beautiful.

There you were, facing away from him, singing and dancing in the rain. You were completely drenched, long hair long untied from its bun and swinging in rhythm to your steps. Your dress stuck to your body with the ends giving out droplets of water in a graceful manner.

Mierda. He thought.

He fell in love all over again.

Walking towards you, he brought your twirling form into his strong arms. You squeaked in response but loosened up at the sight of your husband and dropped your head onto his shoulder and laughed.

"What are you doing hermosa?" He asked amusingly. "Nothing just playing in the rain. "Is it?" "Yes sir it is." she jokingly replied turning around in his arms, placing a kiss on his nose. "Was that gesture meant to convince me to join mi corazon?" He quipped, smiling.

"If the offer still stands hermoso. Or I can always ask Soap, hehe."

"Very funny, Soap seems to have rubbed off on you. Might have to remind you about your husband's antics."

He looked at her lovingly as she traced her finger over his sleeves, finally resting on his face, pulling him in for a kiss. He leaned down holding her tighter and excitedly kissed her back, all the time smiling into the kiss.

Pulling back she stared into his eyes as if staring into his soul. Her long lashes dripping water onto his lips as he kissed them too.

"You know we could always do that dance that you wanted to do at our wedding. I remember how you wished it would rain that day."

He looked at her, emotions pouring out of his eyes as if he was going to burst any moment from this overwhelming feeling.

"Of course mi corazon. There's nothing i want more". And he brought her back into his chest as they began to slowly dance to the rhythm that sealed their bond forever.

Y/n do you know that I would do anything to protect your happiness? It doesn't matter if you do or not... I feel so happy by your side...

Everyday I feel like I love you even more.