#ghost headcannons

[huntressftw]

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ♡ ⁺⑅ meanhusbandSimon Ghost Riley!

warnings: +18 meaniesimon!, teasing, reader gets shy, they get nasty to celebrate him coming home from deployment, smut

simon has you on your back.

Your legs are pressed up to your shoulders in a mean mating press. he’s on his knees between your thighs. the moonlight illuminates both of you on the fluffy rug on the floor through the living room window.

you didn’t even make it to the bedroom.

the second he came home and opened the front door, his heavy gaze landed on you. you were lying on the couch, watching trash tv like you do every evening when he’s out at work.

he slipped off his shoes, dropped his duffle and took some steps towards you on the couch.

which landed you both here.

“fuckin ell’ baby, this pussy’s so fuckin pretty” he praised as he taps the strawberry red tip of his cock against your glistening clit.

you were already so wet just from his touches. and he was sickeningly hard, he was breathing heavy just from feeling your wetness stick to him.

“look at us kissin’ baby”

you leaned your neck up a bit to see him rubbing the tip of his cock on your clit in circular motions. clearly taking pleasure in this as a string of his pre cum connected you two each time he taps against you.

“mmh- fuck, so wet for you” you gush shyly looking at how nasty you two were being.

“been waiting all day for this pussy. hardly could wait to get ere” he grumbles as he stares at your pussy in awe. almost as if he couldn’t believe he was really here. your pussy was truly a dream come true to him, and he wanted nothing more than to savor this moment.

you relax into the soft rug as you look up at him. he looks so blissed out and he didn’t even slide in yet.

his normally blank face contorted in an expression of desire as he rubs his tip on your clit repeatedly. letting it mess with the bundle of nerves there before dragging it lower between your pussy lips and letting it catch on your clenching hole. 

“i think m’ mad at ya” he huffs.

easing the head in softly and then pulling back out again. you squeal softly at the brief intrusion. looking at his face as he breathes lowly through his mouth.

“why si?” you ask.

“kept this away from me. should’ve known i would lose my mind without this while on deployment” he groans as if the memories pain him.

“got into some squabbles with the lads, been on edge lately, aven’t been myself… cause’ i been needing this” simon admits lowly while slipping the head in completely this time. sinking lower and lower until he’s half way in and your quivering on the floor trying to steady yourself.

he pulls all the way out again, and goes back to “kissin” your clit with the head of his dick.

you groan miserably at him at from this. his scarred face only twisting into a mischievous smirk from your reaction. “see ow it feels? doesn’t feel good does it sweetheart?” he says flatly as he holds his painfully hard cock.

“m’sorry si” you say softly while batting your lashes. knowing exactly which tone to use to have your way with him. it works every time.

he looks at your faux innocent expression. half of him knows it’s a ploy to get your way, but the other half just doesn’t care and wants to give in to your every whim. and like always, he succumbs to his better nature when it comes to you.

“it’s ok baby—know you didn’t mean to” he lets out a relaxing sigh as he lets the head catch on your warm hole again.

“you’re gonna make it up to me right?” he tilts his head as he looks at you with a blank face, although his eyes are lighted with a cheeky glint.

“…how?” you ask as your heartbeats pick up.

simon leans down over you now, one hand bracing over your shoulder as he uses the other to pull your leg over his shoulder. your lower lip jutting out in a pout instantly as you can tell what kind of night it’s gonna be.

his shoulder shake in a small chuckle, “don’t pout now baby. thought you said you wanted to make me feel better?” he says patronizingly.

he doesn’t wait for an answer as he goes ahead to slip his cock in you. you both gasping in relief as he moves his hips until his balls hit your ass. he leans down over you, his hand gripping the rug over your head as he starts to slowly thrust in you.

his nostrils flaring as he works up to a good pace.

the living room filled with the sounds of your activities. wet squelching noises from him plowing into you and loud—

plap! plap! plap!

noises from your skin slapping constantly. “ah! si!” you moan as you hold his shoulder. enjoying the motions as you relax into this situation. the rug beneath you two growing a wet spot from your juices splashing around.

“what baby? wan’ some kisses?” he looks down at your lips. hinting to you that he wants to kiss you too.

you nod at the idea immediately, knowing that his kisses always take you to a giddy head space. simon just smirks and leans down, going belly to belly with you and forcing your leg back more. you lean up for kisses, but he pulls his mouth away just far enough that you can’t reach him with his weight on you.

“wha-“ you begin when he slowly pulls out.

you watch as he goes to tap the head of his cock on your clit on again, “softest lips i ever felt baby” he smirks looking at your eyebrows furrowed in frustration.

it was going to be a long night ahead.

[multi-twenty-onez]

Hybrid AU TF141 - a request from a poll I did a while back ❤️

- if hybrids are allowed in the military, I’d assume they were picked because of their superior combat ability. These are not animals, these are soldiers, chosen for their heightened senses and special abilities that give them an edge over normal humans.

- and I bet they’d be so surprised when a normal human joins their taskforce. What was this all about? Surely this human couldn’t have skills equal to theirs?

- after a long time of avoiding this new recruit and her strange smell, slightly friendlier and more curious avian Kyle decides to engage.

- you’re actually quite nice, at least at the surface, and strangely not bothered by the hybrids too much. There’s a couple of scars on your form that makes Kyle wonder but he knows better than to ask.

- the big werewolf, Soap, is next. He sniffs you, actually sniffs you - big, bristly snout nuzzling into your armpit exactly like a real dog. You think it’s pretty adorable till he shifts back, when you realise there’s suddenly a bulky Scotsman with his arm around you - and a wolfish grin on his face.

- then there’s Price, an aging sheepdog, with a beard akin to his animal counterpart. His dark, beady eyes are kind, but seem to hold a lot of knowledge, and unnerve you every time they fall on your form.

- finally, Ghost. He’s a kind of shapeshifter, for use of a more mundane term, because of his parentage. There’s wolfish ears atop his thatched blonde head but shadows leak from his imposing form like dry ice.

- he almost doesn’t say a word when he approaches, simply observing, as you rock on the balls of your feet awkwardly.

- ‘Um - hi. I’m - ’ ‘Y/N.’ he says, with an unreadable look. ‘I’m Ghost.’

- ‘Well, it’s an honour,’ you tried, attempting reverence, but you didn’t see any change in his demeanour.

‘Mhm.’

His eyes were so powerful, you swore they were boring holes in you, trying to suck your soul out through your mouth.

‘I mean - being able to work with this team. It really is.’

The man didn’t even move, until you made some lame excuse and all but ran off down the corridor back to your quarters, where you stayed for the next hour, a little thrown off by the huge skull-masked man.

You only opened the door when you heard scratching - a small noise, like a tiny animal was begging to be let in.

Because Ghost, despite his stony exterior, had taken to you straight away. You were a kind of light to him - friendly, kind, and a little bit oblivious… even so, he couldn’t resist trying to get a peek inside your quarters - after all, being a shapeshifter had it’s uses.

When the door cracked open, there was a slim tortoiseshell cat, with beautiful dark eyes. You gazed at it in wonder - how did a cat get into the barracks?

It mewled softly, and you scooped it up, grunting slightly at its unusual weight.

‘C’mon baby. I’ll see if I have any food for you.’

Having to gulp down warm milk was all worth it in the end for Ghost, after all, it wasn’t such a torture if it meant he got to spend the night in your bed.

[celestialprincesse]

Simon only keeps a few things from his life in Manchester before he joined the military, mostly just a couple of Tommy's things (maybe some comics and an old football they used to kick around) and his Grandma's wedding ring that his mum never got the chance to wear (she didn't want to tie it to bad memories) it's a lovely, unassuming little thing that he keeps boxed up in a drawer somewhere, and when he finally meets someone that makes him think that it might be time to get it out, he knows for sure that she's the one.

[homiesexuallaj]

Officially had a thought today.

I think that, because of the way their lives were, Yelena, Ava, and Bob don't have their GEDs.

Yelena because she was stuck into the Red Room at age 6 (if I remember correctly). Ava because she's been used by SHIELD since her father's impromptu lab blew up and her body started falling apart. And Bob because he dropped out of school somewhere between 7th and 8th grade (if i remember correctly).

Now that the Thunderbolts are all together, and they're not really on the run, or in poor living conditions, AND they have (possibly) a good, stable income, I think they start working on getting their GEDs. I'd like to think John encourages them when he finds out they don't have their GEDs/high school diplomas.

John also probably has a college degree, along with his high school diploma, because the military usually makes its members take college classes while their in the military. I'm not sure what he'd have a degree in, maybe something basic.

But anyway. John one-hundred percent helps Yelena, Ava, and Bob with their studies at the dinner table. Cue dad helping his kids with math. And also Bucky uses this as an opportunity to learn modern-day math, science, history, and english.

Speaking of Bucky, he has every Thunderbolt (Alexei included) enrolled in "Bucky-mandated therapy" as they call it. Except they all have good therapists that aren't passive-aggressive and actually work with the Thunderbolts to get better.

Getting back on track, when Yelena, Ava, and Bob get their GEDs, John takes them out to a nice dinner to celebrate and tells them that he's very proud.

Also, if any of them want to get a college degree, John would be very supportive with that too. I'm not sure what Yelena would get, but I can see Ava being interested in quantum physics and Bob being interested in social work. For Bob, specifically, in children in troubled homes, but he would also definitely be a little too sensitive to deal with it firsthand. For now, at least.

[m4ng0m3t4l-archive]

perpetua got so excited to see his brother that he forgot how to open a damn door

perpetua who's a bit shy* and doesn't want direct confrontation with his brother, his only living family member, so he decides to do barely any impera for the skeletour out of spite because why does my brother hate me?

* yes i have heard that he's done the mummy thrusts and the finger thing for moac. trust me, you can be shy and still be silly. case example ⟶ literally me

[ourfatherwhoartinhell]

Headcannon: Papa has the songs for upcoming albums already finished, the reason there's a break is because he needs all that time to bedazzle his fucking outfits

[sopiao]

i alr know that simon is not like this, and will never be like this. but i love to think that he’s very physically clingy ;3 but like cat clingy

Like, you’re watching one of you favorite shows in the living room. Simon walks in after he made himself a pb&j and he sees you comfortable.

Wordlessly he walks over to you, ignoring your greeting as he stands over the couch for a little to get in between you and the cushions. His legs trapping yours in and your back laying against his chest.

“Simon?” You chuckle, looking up at him, for any explanation. He instead just holds the sides of your head and turns it back straight towards the TV.

—

Sitting in your bed, laid back in the nice comfortable pillows, with your laptop on your lap. Trying to get some work done. Your boyfriend walks in, seeing you working and comfortable? He can’t have that.

Not even acknowledging him as he climbs into bed, moving your laptop to the side and laying himself across your lap. Deciding that here and now that he’ll take just a short nap :3

“Simon!” You huff, pushing your glasses up and reaching over him to get your laptop. Placing it on his back as you continue to work while he sleeps on you.

—

When he wakes up and your not there, he takes no time to search the house. He hears the shower in and immediately barges in. Not even registering that you screamed.

“Simon, I’m showering” You scold him, washing the suds out of your hair as he opens the shower curtain half way and sits on the toilet while he waits for you to finish. He’s just playing some sudoku or coloring game on his phone while he waits.

You sigh, knowing that he won’t leave since this has become a regular thing for him to do.

—

Even when he’s working out he can’t be away from you. He has you sit on his back during push-ups, on his lap during hip thrusts, he even uses you for squats and curls.

—

Cuddling before sleeping is a need for him. He can’t get a good nights sleep until he has you pressed against him and legs tangled together with his. Like a cat he moves a lot in his sleep, but he can still sense whenever you’re not close.

Waking up his arm is splayed across your middle to keep you close to him, whenever you try to move or sit up he unconsciously pulls you back down and turns over, taking you with him.

[mac-and-thefox]

Rain core?

Oh fuck yes. Imagine him wearing that and just kinda parading past Mountain oh so casually in the common area?

He just saunters by while Mountain is reading a book, all legs and swaying hips and graceful steps. Maybe he pretends to drop something so he has an excuse to bend over in front of Mountain and give the earth ghoul a front row seat to his outstanding perky ass and his nice wet pussy already glistening in anticipation.

He's already panting and giving little moans as he bends over because he knows that as soon as the smell of his slick hits Mountain's nose that big boy's eyes are gonna blow out and he's gonna grab rain by the hips and rail him within an inch of his life over the arm of the couch.