#cod mcu crossover

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Thinking about Venom/Ghost x reader again

Ghost alone is an impressive size, usually the tallest in the group, massive but not in the ridiculous bodybuilder way.

Venom-Ghost is magnificent as a mountain, an unstoppable force and you think you found your religion when you saw them casually morphing midwalk. Like a wave of black oil engulfing Ghosts body, replacing it with that gorgeous monster, not even one tiny stop in their movement, gliding from one into the other.

You have it on camera and you watch it over and over, mesmerized. You start noticing that they do it often partially during the day. A hand turning into razor sharp claws to slice an apple, a ripple over his back like an animal shaking its fur.

The truth is, that Venom loves it. To be visible, to play with shapes, to flow. It is interesting to be acknowledged as part of the team, to be known to the pack. Usually Venom hides, or forces the host. But Simon is almost welcoming. Of course Venom makes him stronger, resilient, a better soldier. A better Killer. But somehow Venom also makes him more human in a way. Where Ghost is cold, rational, calculating, Venom is instinct, animalistic, pure chaos and destruction. And somehow it works for them.

Since the freak mission that ended up in their joining, Ghost is more social, tries new things, even when he pretends it's just for Venom's entertainment. Venom loves to demonstrate their powers for fun, loves to get attention, especially from you. Because Simon likes that as well. Venom knows Simon, knows that Ghost is like a Symbiote of his mind, a protector for that human soul. Somehow Venom understands that. It's important to protect this soul and that means more than keeping it alive. Venom learned that from Eddie. Soul must be nourished as well. And it feels good to have your eyes on them all the time. They know you observe their tricks and make a show out of it. Flowing from one form to the other, noticing how your heart beats faster when you watch them change.

"We should mate them. They want us, Simon" Venom talks in their mind, Ghost prefers that. "They smell so good then they think of us. You want to feel them too, don't deny it"

Ghost only grunts, but shifts in his seat. "We could just take them. They want us."

"Negative. They need to choose. They need to make the first step." Simon needed to know that you really wanted him Ghost and Venom included. It would be easy to seduce you, but he needed to know without a doubt, that you wanted them without regretting it later. Not giving you a chance to blame it on anything else later.

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Just a thing I thought about. Let me know if you want more.

Edit: part 2

[motzglorp]

Ours

Part 3

Part 1, Part 2

"You sure you want that, angel? People could assume things. Assume your costume means something else. That you are not a ghost, but that you are... Ours."

Theirs. Your heart beats fast just thinking about it. What would it feel like to be theirs. But what if they didn't want that.

"Oh, I... I didn't want to... I mean, I understand if that would be inappropriate. And I don't want to assume..." Fuck, you are babbling, obviously they don't want you like that. It's just a little fantasy in your head.

"Well, I better come up with something else then." You smile, but Simon can see you are trying to fight disappointment.

"Didn't say no, did I? Just making sure you know what people will think." In their joined mind, they already can see you on their bed, wearing nothing but the mask. If you really want that costume, they will take you home, no other option. "Let us know when and where the party is happening."

You don't know how much self control it takes to hold Venom back, Simon knows you will be theirs, just... Not now, not like this, he wants you to feel special. "See you, angel.."

You are left on the bench, heart exploding in your chest. Was that... Was that a yes? And now you realize you really have to plan that party. And invite people.

The next weeks are a bit of a blur, work and party organization take up most of your time. To convince Price was surprisingly easy, since it would happen on base there were some limits on alcohol, but the chance of soldiers acting out and getting in trouble with civilians was also minimized. Of course people would bring their families, so suddenly you were planning a whole day of activities, not just the small party you had thought about. And your costume? You had so many ideas, but you also wanted to know Venom and Simon to like it.

You have been so busy, that you skipped some trainings, very much to Venom's dismay. They missed you on the sidelines, training was so boring when you didn't blush and giggle whenever Venom showed off.

"We need to make sure they don't forget us, Simon."

Simon just sighs and tries to concentrate on the target practice, but Venom had other plans. It is rare that the symbiote takes over completely, against the host's wishes, and it's a reminder that Venom doesn't really need consent. But Simon doesn't fight this time, he misses their angel as well.

They find you in your small office, Venom doesn't even knock, but freezes the moment they see you. Apparently you were just trying on your costume. White fabric wrapped around your body, barely covering your chest and a pair of adorable angelic wings on your back.

"Angel..."

Venom almost flows around your desk and towers over you, tendrils curling around your waist.

"Simon, what..." you don't move, face heated, you wanted your costume to be a surprise, not sure if it was too much.

"You always call me angel, I thought... do you like it?" You feel Venom's grasp on you tighten a bit more, pulling you closer and you let them... Venom never touched you before, it feels weird, but in a good way. Like a snake, like rope, but living, melting against your body, perfectly fitting. You blink, when Venom peels away, revealing Simons face. "You look perfect. Our perfect angel."

You can only stare. You always knew Simon was handsome. But you never saw his face without mask, not like this, not so close. "Fuck, you are pretty."

You hadn't meant to say it out loud, but now you can't take it back, heat creeping over your face, you know the blush is spreading down your neck, completely embarrassed. "Could you ignore what I just said?"

"Never. Never said I was ugly. But you... you are beautiful. Don't know if we can let anyone else see you like this. They might get the wrong idea.."

"Wrong idea?" your damn heart is jumping out of your chest, how can you feel so save and insecure at the same time? You feel Venom spreading around you, Simons body in front of you, almost like you are trapped between them.

"Yeah... ideas like they have a chance... like they could touch you... have to think of something to let them know you are taken."

"Taken, like... are you... what?" Your brain is melting. He did not just say what you think he said. This is a dream. Or you are hallucinating.

"We want you, angel. Both of us. Want you to be ours." A statement. A question?

"Are you... you mean it, yes? You really... please, if this is a joke, just tell me. Don't play with my heart like that." Is this happening? It is happening. A warm hand against your cheek. An arm around your waist. Black goo spreading over both of you. And then lips on yours, a surprisingly soft kiss, although you can feel the hunger behind it. And you stop thinking, stop questioning. Letting go, sinking into the embrace. Whatever this is, you want it, all of it.

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Not sure if there will be more, but never say never or what? Hope you have fun with this one.

[motzglorp]

It's been in my head for some time now, and since I just started with the Venom/Ghost x reader, I have no excuses left to avoid this particular crossover.

They are not my Boys! (they are)

Bucky joins TF 141 for a mission and between friendly sniper competitions and comparing knife skills, he also kinda flirts with you. You being a civil contractor, supporting the team (for whatever reason, might be important later) and trying / failing to hide how being surrounded by big, strong, funny, intelligent, dangerous men on a daily basis affects you. Of course nobody oversteps, Price is making sure the boys behave. Price also tells them, that even if you were open to the idea, it is your decision who gets to take you on a date first. They will not make decisions for you. And they will absolutely not be pushy and whiny like a pathetic flock of incels, looking at you, Johnny. And since everyone has been absolutely professional so far, watching Bucky flirting with you makes them all very aware that you don't belong to either of them. Of course, you are theirs. They never doubted that. But now they are not quite sure if YOU know that too.

And you just... You feel somehow like you are being unfaithful when you blush under Bucky's soft gazes, when he gets something for you from the top shelf, when he brings you a trinket, because he "thought you might like it". Or how safe and cared for it makes you feel when Bucky remembers your favourite snack, reminds you to drink water and walks you to your room at night.

It's stupid because your boys (yes, you call them you boys in your head, they don't need to know that, they can never know what you really think of them when you are alone in bed, touching yourself, wishing it were bigger, stronger hands between your thighs) do the same things, it just feels more intimate with Bucky. As if he really means it, when he said he'll take you to his favourite spot and show you the stars, when this is over. Like he is actually interested in you beyond a fun flirt and a professional work relationship.

And the worst part is, that instead of finally letting go of your (obviously unreciprocated) feelings for them, you now just have one more crush and it breaks your heart a little that even if it was real, even if Bucky really would want you in the biblical sense, you could not leave them.

Bucky seems to notice. Sitting next to you watching Ghost and Soap throwing punches.

"Sure they didn't get the serum or something, doll? 'cause they sure look like super soldiers from here."

You laugh, a bit embarrassed "I've been wondering sometimes. But if they got one, it's a variation with a shitty healing factor. You'd think they'd try to avoid getting hurt, instead they seem to be running towards danger and then they complain about being forced to a bed with broken bones and everything. I know it's what they do, what they train for, but sometimes it feels like they forget they could die"

Well that got dark very quickly. You freeze for a moment, was that too personal?

Bucky just snorts "reminds me of a boy from Brooklyn, I knew. Always picking fights, always trying to protect people. I had to follow him everywhere to make sure HE is save. And now I am here and he isn't and it's not fair but it's what we have."

He looks at you, with a soft sadness that mirrors your own. "If you ever want to really talk about it, let me know. And now pull yourself together, because your boys really try to impress you out there and if you don't pay attention to them, they will hurt themselves."

You let out a teary sound between confusion, protest and laughter. "They are not my boys and they don't need my approval or something. It's not... They don't. Okay?"

Bucky just nods "Of course, doll, just teasing. And glad to hear that, means I don't have to share. I mean I would, they are very skilled, bet they have some wicked moves. Especially Ghost. It's always the silent broody types."

You just stare at him for a moment in shocked silence, then you can't hold back the laughter.

Meanwhile Soap is watching, barely focussing on the training. "If he touches her one more time, am gonna break'is arm, metal or not. Fackin' audacity that one" he growls. Ghost just nods. "Might have to do something about it. Maybe change tactics."

"we don't have tactics, LT, 'was the whole point. Not pressure her. Can't believe a'm saying this, but we all agreed not to be our overwhelming selves around her, so she won't be uncomfortable. She had to deal with gossip anyways."

Ghost knows this. Agreed that they would not make it harder for you. You were very good at your job, losing you because someone was thinking with their dick would have been stupid. But you worked with them for some time now, you are part of the team now, even if it wasn't official (yet), they trust you and hopefully you trust them as well. You had seen them after bad missions, celebrated successes, been part of their lives. Maybe they need to be more obvious about what that means.

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I needed to get this out, might rewrite and format later. Feel free to comment <3