Peachy

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[rezijellyfish]

Dadjo

[beardedmrbean]

Next up someone is going to claim that the Narnia series isn't kids books.

Kids books is probably not the best way to word it, you can enjoy them at every age, including your childhood, as you get older you may find new truths in them, but they're still good for any age.

[kosmogrl]

they weren’t kidding when they said the only way out is through

[cruxhing]

The team has been trying to help Simon get better at flirting.

It started off with Johnny noticing how Simon’s gaze often lingered on you, the newest truck loader.

Then he blabbered it off to the entire team. So yeah— Simon may have banged his head against the wall in his quarters and slept that night thinking about choking Johnny.

But here he was, after a long day of being convinced to talk to you.

You had just finished unloading the last truck of the day and what better time to talk to you than now?

“You gotta be confident and bold with your words, L.T.” Kyle’s words.

“No, you have t’ be funny. Make ‘em laugh.” Johnny’s words.

“If all things fail, just ask ‘em for coffee.” John’s words.

Simon took in a deep breath and smiled (the best he could. He doesn’t smile often). You didn’t even catch it either; he was wearing his damn balaclava. “You just started working, yeah?” he asks, stuffing his hands into his vest. Confident, check.

You took off your gloves and patted your sweaty forehead with your arm, “mhm! About two-ish months ago,” you tell the older man, giving him a polite smile.

A quiet hum fell from Simon’s lips as he rocks on his heels a bit, “Once saw y’ trippin’ over a box,” Simon says bluntly. Funny, check.

You stared at him, blinking twice and half expecting him to finish his sentence.

He didn’t.

Instead, the two of you had a staring contest while Simon’s face burned behind the balaclava.

“You can trip on me,” Simon suddenly adds. Funny and bold… check?

Your brows knitted a bit, “what…?” you ask with an awkward laugh.

Fuck.

This wasn’t going how he imagined it to go. He imagined him coolly leaning against a wall or something while complimenting you.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

“Do you have coffee?” Simon changes the topic, his entire face blowing up with steam.

Off to the side, John stared at his teammate with a heavy sigh and rubbed his temple. “Bloody idiot asked for coffee,” he mumbles.

Kyle shrugs a bit, “T’ be fair, you did say to ask for coffee,” he says, defending his lieutenant.

“Implying to ask for a coffee date,” John replies bluntly. “Fuckin’ disaster of a man.”

[pseudopeachy]

lmfao 😭

[hippiedippieblondie]

Male loneliness this, male loneliness that. Have they tried lobotomies? Tranquilizers? Being fingered by medical professionals? Tearing the yellow wallpaper off the walls of the attic room where your husband keeps you locked up?

[depsidase]

[depsidase]

[berrie-ghostie]

Simon Riley has a fixation for you sitting in his lap. he feels the comfort of your warmth, your breath and your weight on top of him and it settles his head. calming the storm of thoughts that he's constantly burdened by.

watching youtube or doomscrolling on your phone? youre in his lap. he makes a passing comment about some of the things you watch, or he'll even watch it with you.

just got out of the shower? he'll dry, brush and maybe braid your hair whilst you're sat in his lap.

if you're sat on the sofa watching tv, you're sprawled across his lap.

He loves to have a hand placed on you, it grounds him to you and he's grateful that you stick around even when he's away for weeks on end without contact.

his favourite thing to do is have you sit in his lap facing him, he can see your face that way, can see what he comes home to every time he's been on a shit mission. he loves when you rest your arms on his shoulders and just talk to him.

[kurokothisskurokothatt]

TF141 x Secretary!Reader

summary: You just started working as the Task Force’s newest secretary, and the boys love you. These are something’s they do, to try and make your life easier (except Soap 😘)

a/n: This is my first COD post, im actually super scared to post this but yolo, lmk if you like it and want more💕

When Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley first met you, you briefly mentioned you liked peppermint tea. Since then, every morning Simon stops by your desk & brings you a cup of tea on his way to his morning meetings with Price. He rarely speaks when he drops it off, but when he does it’s usually a “mornin’ luv”

Throughout the work day Johnny ‘Soap’ MacTavish will randomly come up & compliment you. Whether it’s “new shoes, aye? I like em” or “that lipstick looks really good on you, let me know if you wanna test if it’s transfer proof” after every little comment, he leaves with a wink, and it leaves you flustered for a solid ten minutes

During the day, Kyle ‘Gaz’ Garrick will stop at your desk to see how you’re doing. He always makes sure your office is the temperature you want, & makes sure you have some snacks and water. On those days he finds you overwhelmed, he’ll ask if you want to join him for lunch. “Hey honey, wanna go out to eat? Just me n’ you?”

Whenever Captain John Price drops off paperwork to you, he always makes sure it’s organized before it even lands on your desk. He doesn’t want you putting all your energy into getting the papers in order just because his boys couldn’t. If he sees you exhausted, he’ll sit with you and rub your back till you’re ready, then he’ll help you wifh the paperwork, he whispers sweet little things in your ear while you rest, “Take your time sweetheart, no rush”

a/n: I hope you all enjoyed this!! Once again this is my first post on them! Enjoy the rest of your day/night💕

[hellounicetomeetyou]

"Girl, would you let him cheat on you?, no offense yk"

Your bestie asked you once while you leaned against Simon's shoulder, you stilled your mindless caressing, and smiled, looking at her.

"Yes, I would let him" that statement made Simon still next to you, growing very very quiet.

"eh?, I would never-"

"I would let him girl, I would let him cheat on me in the rest of his sudden, tragically very short life"

You spoke It in such a gentle tone that your bestie blinked, caught off guard, Simon froze, knowing your sweet behavior this was nothing like you.

But since that time you almost set the house on fire bcuz you found a cockroach he stopped questioning you.

[seraphiism]

simon doesn't come home often. there's little time to-- he's got things to do, enemies to seek out, missions to complete. so when he is home, the man's the clingiest thing in the world. he tells you he misses you in his own way : holds you closer at night, watches you with a subtle gentleness only you can recognize, seeks contact every single moment he can.

...which includes being your weighted blanket of sorts, you suppose.

this happens every time simon comes home from leave. you'd think you'd be used to it by now, all things considering ; you've been together for years, know each others' habits like it's your own. and this habit? you're more than familiar with.

"...stop it, you."

"no."

"you're heavy, si."

"...'m afraid you'll have to tolerate it." he murmurs, letting out a small huff-- slightly exasperated, more amused than anything as he buries his face in the crook of your neck, soft and sweet. he budges just enough to relieve some of the weight, but not entirely. "better?"

he knows the answer already. you can handle him-- you always do. doesn't stop you from protesting, although your laugh contradicts your feign annoyance.

"...sure. better."

[llliissyyy]

Simon walks into your shared appartment seeing you sitting on the ground crying.

You´re sitting on the ground in front of the TV which is currently playing some Shelter videos of dogs getting adopted.

You don´t even notice your boyfriend standing in the doorway to the living room.

At first Simon wanted to kill someone for making you cry but now he is trying not to laugh at how adorable his sweet sensitive girlfriend is.

It takes you another five minutes to realise that Simon is back home from work.

"Si-" your voice breaks "Look how happy" more tears are running down your face.

Simon gets to you in three long strides, picks you up and hugs you.

"Si-"

"I know they are so cute", he Runs his crooked nose over yours and you try to breath.

Your crying intensivise tenfold and you bury your face in his shoulder.

He runs his hand down your back to calm you down a little while he walks over to the couch to sit down.

now your placed on Simons lap, his hands slowly move to your face to make you Look at him.

"What happend that you´re watching adoption videos?" he rubs his thumbs over your wet cheeks.

"A customer said i was stupid for forgetting the extra Ketchup packet he wanted." Simon is happy right now that he didnt take off his mask so you don`t see how his face turns mad.

"Baby, do you remember how he looked like?" his voice is wrapped in danger but he tries to keep calm so you wont freekout.

"no, si dont" you shake your head because you know what your military man would do to that idiot of a man that made you sad.

"No one gets to make you sad and get away with it.", he takes off his mask to give you a kiss on the nose.

"Si, please" a sigh leaves his lips but he takes your request serious so he nods.

"Okay, do you want Diner?" he changes the subject and you shake your head no.

He still makes you something to eat and you eat it, while that Happens he shoots a text to Price explaining what happend and that he needs an adress to some man.

[maryawrites]

Simon has a maddening domesticity kink.

“Stop teasin’ me.”

You look from your place in bed, glasses almost sliding off of your nose. You glance around the room once before pointing at yourself. Simon gives you a dead-serious nod of his head, drilling holes into you with his eyes.

“Huh, what’d I do, Si?”

“All that. I’m tellin’ you t’ stop bein’ a tease.”

You take yourself into account. You are sitting in bed in your ugly, mismatched pajamas, reading a book with everything about you totally undone. You were just nodding off when he walked in. What’s Simon on about?

“I’m-… Are we playing around? Joking? I don’t get it.” You’re about as un-sexy as you can be.

He huffs and walks up to the edge of the bed, reaching under the covers to wrap a large hand around your ankle and pull you to the edge, locked under his gaze as blankets crowd around you. “Look at ya, love. Quit playing games.”

You finally find it in you to laugh at his ambiguity, watching the corners of his mouth quirk. He shifts on his feet uncomfortably, tightening his grip around your ankle. “I don’t understand. I’m very unattractive right now. Startlingly so.”

“Don’t say tha’.” He mutters, leaning over to shove his face into the crook of your neck, humming in relief as he presses into you. You wrestle your arms free to throw around him, curling into his heavy body. The moment goes on sweetly until his hips roll lazily against you, exhaling shakily.

“Simon!”

[unadulteratedvoidtragedy]

Simon Riley is very much like a stray dog

cw: yandere Ghost towards the end

The first time you meet him after moving in the apartment next to him he barely acknowledges your existence, only stopping for a moment, looking you up and down and then moving on, apparently having decided that you weren't a threat.

Bringing him a tray of homemade muffins has him looking at you suspiciously and only after sniffing them does he finally eat one. The only thanks you get is a half-pleasant sounding grunt between mouthfulls of muffins, he even picks up the crumbs.

After that you bring him cookies and a caraf of lemonade because last time he was almost choking with how fast he inhaled the food. It happens the same with the cookies, shoving handfulls of them into his mouth and then washing it down with lemonade, downing the entire thing in a few gulps.

Maybe it's your soft side acting up, but you get it into your head that poor Simon must be starving so you decide to keep feeding him. You learned his name after the fourth time bringing him food and sometimes when you're cooking something and hear his door open, you just pop your head out in the hallway and call him to taste test.

The first few times he entered your apartment he was a little apprehensive, refusing to sit down and keeping an eye on the door. Now he comes and goes during all the hours of the day, murmuring about having smelt something good. Sitting on your couch with a plate on his lap and eating contentedly while watching one of your favourite shows, staying longer and closer to you with each visit.

It's unfortunate that you left on vacation a day before he returned from a long deployment. Imagine your surprise when you come back late at night, exhausted after the long flight and plop onto your bed without turning on the lights. It's only after your eyes get used to the dark that you finally notice a dark shape at the end of the bed, his face obstructed, but the hunger in his eyes unmistakeable.

It's your fault really. Don't you know not to feed strays? They always come back for more.

[berrie-ghostie]

Simon Riley who doesn't get mad if you're not feeling great, you started your period and he's well aware that it makes you grumpy because you're in a lot of pain with cramps and the chronic back pain. He just wants you to feel better.

He doesn't even react when mess of the sticky redness appears between in the middle of the night, getting onto the bedsheets, staining them. He knows you're absolutely mortified, he just carries you to the bathroom and begins to fix it for you, he puts a wash load on, not caring that its the middle of the night, he hands you a fresh shirt of his, and a different set of your pants, helping you change into them, reassuring you that it's ok, kissing your temple and forehead gently.

"it's alright baby.. I see blood all the time at work, doesn't bother me.." You still can't get over the fact that it appeared early so it was out of nowhere and has ruined the sheets. He senses this, "Not ruined sweet'art, it'll come out." He keeps consoling you, pulls you into his lap. You let him hold you as the feelings of shame die down.

"Si.. what time is it?" You ask him with a yawn. The shock wearing off and allowing your tiredness to creep back in.

"Think it's about five. Wan' go back to bed luv?" He asks, he think he knows you want to go to bed but not to sleep, just to cuddle for a bit. "Let me get those new sheets on for you." He gently puts you on the floor, kisses your cheek and then starts making the bed. You stand up to help but he gives you a stern look and you stay put. Once the new and fresh sheets are on you're lifted up and plopped down. He turns the tv on and hands you the remote, letting you pick whatever you want.

[hellounicetomeetyou]

"I don't cry"

Was the first thing Simon said when he met you, after you asked him if his broken arm didn't hurt or if he wanted a shoulder to cry on.

"love I told you I don't cry" Whispered Simon shakily, hugging you back tightly two years later when you hugged him after you found him mourning his lost family in a cementery.

Simon let out a choked laugh of joy, feeling the sting of tears of joy when you accepted to be his girlfriend six months later after the cementery thingy.

"Boys do cry honey, it's normal we're humans"

You said, crying of joy too.

"It's ridiculous I don't cry" was what he snapped back to Johny with fat tears the moments he saw you walk around the aisle looking as beautiful as the day he met you.

"I'm not crying you're crying" he mumbled while signing the documents of the house you two bought together, you nodded, sobbing and smiling widely "I do cry, you big softie"

You could just stay there, years later, smiling gently while Simon hugged you, crying on his shoulder after you showed him the positive pregnancy test.

"but baby you do cry!" You teased softly, exhausted and next to him, five years after getting married and buying a house seeing him cry with trembling yet secure hands while holding his newborn little boy.

And now, as he knelt down on the grass of his big house, with you reading a book on the bench and Riley the dog playing around, grey hairs now adorning his once golden locks, when he looked down at his six year old son Ethan after the little guy tried to contain his tears thanks to a rough fall, he smiled softly.

"Don't worry champ, boys do cry, and it's completely normal"

He mumbled gently, lifting up the crying little boy and holding him close to his chest while your heart melted not too far away.

Author note: crying is completely okay, regardless of the gender (sorry I didn't edit the colors I'm exhausted 😃)

[json-derulo]

i'm sorry i didn't respond to your DM for 23 days. the number on the notification icon got really big and i began having irrational anxious thoughts such as "what if people are in there trying to contact me"