hey I’m absolutely in love with your fics, they are so good! Could i request for some headcanons about how sniper wolf and Quiet would be in relationship with fem!reader?
sniper wolf & quiet x fem! reader relationship hcs
Sniper Wolf, Quiet
TAGS: Fem!reader, fluff, established relationship, small mention of drug use (diazepam) in Sniper Wolf's part, Post MGSV for Quiet, uhh that's it I think
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Sniper Wolf
Being Sniper Wolf's lover means you're gonna be VERY cherished. Expect compliments and flirtatious comments on a daily basis
Deeply cares about you. Due to that, she might come off as obsessive and a bit overbearing at times
She WILL constantly cling to you
Even with that in mind, she actually isn't the biggest fan of cuddles. She's willing to tolerate them, but only for you
If you're gone for too long, her anxiety gets the better of her and she starts getting jitters, sometimes to the point where she takes a dose of diazepam
Likes your voice. Alot. Whenever you speak, it grounds her like an anchor at sea
Gives you a lot of smooches!! Especially on the lips
Enjoys doing things together like each others makeup, or helping clean her beauty of a rifle
Really appreciates when you take interest in her wolves, especially if you help take care of them!
It doesn't matter if you're both chatter boxes or sitting in silence, as long as she gets to spend time with you, she's happy
Quiet
Quiet is the definition of 'actions speak louder than words'
It's her best way of expressing her love for you
If you seem tired that day, she'll pick up the work on your behalf. Quiet very much enjoys being helpful to you
She's an extremely observant partner (probably why she's so good at sniping)
Notices every subtle little body language you give her. She can tell when you're upset, sad, happy, all without you ever saying a word
Even though she's no longer constrainted to having to keep quiet, she still doesn't speak much
Definitely much more of a 'I speak if I have something to say' type of person
However, she'll gladly listen to you for hours on end
Quiet is physically affectionate! (But not for longer periods of time, otherwise she feels like she's suffocating)
She likes to curl next to your chest a lot and hum quietly to herself, giving you an occasional kiss on the cheek
Constantly wonders how she managed to get with the PRETTIEST girl in the world
My first ever posted fanfic on AO3. A short and sweet Venom x Ocelot fluff fic. Please go read it if you are interested! Request and suggestions are open on my ask. :)
“You smell like shit,” Ocelot scowled, his hand going to his hip as he watched Venom approach; having just come back from a multi-day mission out in Afghanistan, he smelled absolutely horrible. Even without Ocelot’s keen sense of smell, Ahab reeked of dried blood, caked-up dirt, and god only knows what else had smeared into the man’s newly developed sneaking suit.
At least the mission was a success.
“You’re taking a shower.” He commanded Ahab, following the mercenary at a distance as they made their way through Motherbase.
“Only if you take one with me.” The one-eyed man smirked, clearly feeling particularly cheeky.
“Fine,” he huffed, rolling his eyes. He had nothing better to do, plus, Ahab deserved to be humored after being away from Motherbase for so long.
I got so excited seeing you in the metal gear tag! Your writing is lovely! Hope you don't mind me popping in for two characters, Big Boss and Venom Snake. Perhaps separate hcs on how they'd react to their s/o body worshipping them? It can be as fluffy or romantic as you'd like. Feel free to take them in any direction you please. Thank you and remember to take care of yourself! Stay hydrated!
That's so sweet!! I really appreciate that you enjoy the way I write, it's such a boost😭🫶🫶
Anyways, thanks for the request and you take care of yourself too sweetheart!! Sending lots of love ♡♡
Worshipping them
⋆ ࣪. ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕤 ≫ Big Boss, Venom Snake
⋆ ࣪. 𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 ≫ none!! Just pure lovely and fluffy things // not proofread!
⋆ ࣪. 𝔸/ℕ ≫ Ahhgg this was so cute 😭
Big Boss "Naked Snake" (John)
★ He is the definition of proud
★ Loves to see you oogle him, drool over him but will never admit it out loud, just tease you about it ;)
★ But he is not prepared for your compliments, he never is
★ Fluster him enough and you'll get payback
Starting off his day strong as always, he was doing pull ups, grasping the bar tightly as he huffed a breath before pulling himself up again.
As he was hanging, regaining his breath, his ears seemed to fail detecting you approaching slowly. The chilly morning breeze hit your skin and he almost fainted when he felt your cold hands gliding on his chest, hugging him from behind.
You were lucky he still didn't have the time to sweat, pressing your cheek into his back as he was still hanging on the bar.
"How did I get so lucky..."
Cheeks warming up he chuckled, sighing as he felt your hands feeling his back now, tracing every muscle slowly, tenderly.
"Such a perfect back"
You muttered, kissing slowly the back of his neck since the bar wasn't much further up as you now guided your hands to his arms, feeling how the bulge of his biceps was at his biggest form from all the tension of holding himself up.
"And god those arms"
"Darling if you keep that up-"
He cut himself off as he finally landed on his feet, shirtless and standing tall and proud right in front of you, looking deeply into your eyes.
"Aww but I cant help myself, you look so good"
That, followed with a soft kiss on kiss cheek while your arms wrapped around his neck was enough for him to absolutely melt by your sweet, sweet words.
"You're in for it"
Venom Snake "Big Boss"
★ Ohh he's such a sweetheart
★ He'll compliment you back everytime you do
★ He's putty in your hands everytime you do too, smiling like a dork
★ What more can I say about this absolute puppy, you'd see his tail wag so fast if he had one
There was nothing better in life than the mornings he got to wake up beside you, that was what he now thought and felt.
He was always the first one to wake up, but today he opened his weary eyes to a cute sight of you; already awake, dry drool on your cheek you had failed to wipe out completely and your gorgerous eyes tracing his face.
"Goodmorning, love"
His deep murmur rumbled within your ears, plastering a big and soft grin on your face, reaching up to play with his beard.
"Goodmorning, handsome"
He hummed, leaning into your hand as you caressed his face, groaning from the loss of heat as it trailed down his neck, touching his shoulders now. Your leg was thrown over him as he had slept on his back, cheek pressed into his chest.
"So pretty..."
You sighed out dreamily as you almost drooled from the sight of his bare torso, making him flush deeply.
"So strong too..."
You continued to ramble, feeling him smile akwardly as he was fighting off a huge blush. Grabbing your hand hand kissing its back he swiftly pulled you up so your faces were just mere inches appart.
"You're beautiful too sweetie, an angel"
Smiling like two teenagers he kissed your lips before you had something else to say about him, or his arms that he knew you loved.
i'm not a smoker but i do sometimes smoke when i'm tipsy so now i'm just imagining getting lightly hammered and smoking with solid snake. i just know a 3 am smoke sesh on a front porch with him would go crazy. he'd be shoving marlboros up his nostrils for a funny photo like ten seconds after explaining the basics of dismantling a gun to me. insane energy. need this to happen to me
Hi! Sorry to bother, but I would like to ask if you still write? If so, would you mind writing a part 2 of “I wanna live” with snake? Thank you so much in advance in any case! I loved the one you posted :)
Ofc sweetie!! Thanks for the request 🫶🫶
⋆ ࣪. ℙ𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 ≫ Solid Snake/fem!reader
⋆ ࣪. 𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 ≫ fluff and kinda angsty towards the end
⋆ ࣪. 𝔸/ℕ ≫ Writting this made me wanna play mgs all over again
⋆ ࣪. 𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕕𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥 ≫ 604
⋆ ࣪. part I / part II ࣪.⋆
"Snake this is not-"
You were interrupted by your own laugh as he stumbled his way into the guests room, thinking it was the bathroom. He gave you a flushed smile before you saw his pleading eyes, begging you to guide him.
"It's right at the end of the hall, on the left"
And by that, he finally got there with you, both naked and definitely sticky and bothered.
It was cute, he was so cute like this. You couldn't even remember the man that was feared by many, the one who had commited a parricide. Whose hands were soaked in blood, now brushing tenderly a strand of hair out of your face as he sat you down on top of your sink.
"You're beautiful you know that?"
Many have told you that exact same phrase, however, his gruff voice sliding through your ears with that lopsided smile of his was as if you were listening to new formed words.
Quickly shushing him with a small peck on his lips you felt his little dimples on your cheeks.
"Stop- I'm gonna ruin the sink"
Peppering your still sensitive neck with kisses, stopping to give your hickeys some sort of apology you could feel a dense liquid oozing out of you.
"Don't worry princess, the bath is ready by now"
What.
Taking a peek you noticed that in fact, water was flooding what you thought was the empty tub. Sneaky bastard.
How much time had it passed already?
Standing up, you now felt the effect of sleeping with the man who was a clone of Big Boss.
"Easy there"
He chuckled, rolling your eyes playfully as he helped you sit down on the warm water, him following switfly sitting right in front of you.
Squinting your eyes you looked at his face, memorizing the way droplets of water cascaded from his cheeks to his stuble and down his neck. He looked way too mesmerizing under the dim lightning of your bathroom.
"Wanna take a picture better?"
You chuckled, rolling your eyes again before you stretched your arms, sighing as your back cracked.
"I just- this feels way too unreal"
"What? You didn't think I'd be into aftercare?"
You looked at him with a warm smile before your eyes travelled to your hands, fidgeting under the water.
"No silly, It's just that... Seeing you here, with me, being so loving after all that has happened"
His cheeks started to warm up.
"I guess I gotta make Solid Snake's domestic side familiar"
He chuckled at your response as he laid his head down on the end of the tube, closing his eyes, seemingly taking in your words.
You were right, he wasn't used to this, all his life spent seeing others suffer thanks to him, taking away any glint of hope in many eyes.
He often came to the conclusion that he, in fact, was unlovable.
Not because of his looks, he wasn't insecure, but because how ugly his soul was to him. He didn't deserve someone as pure as you, he felt as if he was corrupting you badly.
And it pained him, deeply.
That's why he had you standing by so many days, rethinking the possibility of even seeing you once again. Maybe you had already fallen in love with another man, maybe you weren't even interested in him after all these weeks.
However, he thanked deeply that last ounce of sanity his brain had storaged, that last glint of what love had been erased over the years inside him.
He was so thankful life had given his dirty soul another chance with someone like you.
Word count : 1029
I’d say it's short and sweet. Meh.
Snake deserves love ):
He hadn’t thought it was likely, and yet, she seemed much more beautiful than the day he’d met her. And in a sense, she was just like fine wine, only getting better with time, because with each and every day that passed, she looked much more stunning and lively than the one before. It was something he hadn’t believed to have been possible, not when she had already been an angel in his eyes.
He had been wrong to doubt her, because, with the more years that progressed, she seemed to have ascended higher, becoming nothing short of a goddess. At the very least, that's the way he saw it. He could, however, simply be blinded by love.
‘Perhaps, ’ He told himself. Perhaps he was just so in love with her, he couldn’t see her as anything less than perfect.
On her face, small wrinkles had formed, every crease laying over her (s/c) skin wonderfully beautiful, showing all of her glee and laughter, boasting out to the world just how many instances of joy had touched her life.
At the side of her eyes, very small creases would form, faint and barely carved onto her face, becoming hard not to notice when she expressed herself with that sweet smile. And while they alone were evidence of her good fortune and something that was sure to catch his eye, the most prominent show of everlasting joy worn on her was around her mouth were laugh lines had begun to take form, accented whenever she graced the world with her sound of laughter. loud of soft, whichever way, she was sure to smile, making the details visible.
“What are you looking at?” She said suddenly, looking right at him as she brushed her bangs to the side, taking them away from her eyes and moving them to be held behind her ear with one hand. Meanwhile, the other hand slipped a bobby pin in to hold down the straying hairs. As she waited, she worked to get her hair out of her face as she prepared herself to make dinner.
He stayed silent, taking a moment to truly admire the graces of her features, down to the little pretty dark specks in her eyes that seemed to dance when she grew interested and curious alike... just like in that instance...Just like when she looked over at him.
While the process of aging hadn’t been kind to him, it became merciful with her, perhaps far too generous. Often times he asked himself why she’d stay. Why such a woman would live through such a burdened life with him...
At his quietness (f/n) have a halfhearted smile, seeming embarrassed and beginning to turn from him, trying to hide her face. “ Ah, I know I look horrible,” she said sighing getting the wrong idea, “ Truth be told, I haven't had a wink of sleep all week, “ she continued, hanging her head.
“I guess it's noticeable,” she mused, “ right?” she added, sliding in a rather dry chuckle.
“No,” he told her, “You look beautiful,” he said softly, making her snap her eyes toward him and stare with wide-open eyes. And as she looked over at him she saw nothing but sincerity, complete honesty as he complimented her.
Her face burned red, almost cooking the palm of his hand as he lightly slid it over to her lower jaw, the touch growing more gentle as the crease continued, only the tips of his index and middle touching the point of her chin at the end. He placed them beneath her chin, and with very little effort, he inclined her head more, just to where he could see her lovely face easier, his moonlight grey eyes interested in just her, and that little color dusting over her face.
It reminded him of when she first went up to him, being the one to propose a lifetime together. He still wouldn’t be able to get over the fact that SHE had proposed to him...
SHE had been the one to choose him.
She could feel her face warm-up, the fact she as doing so making her blush even more. And it wasn't like she was flustered so easily, especially not when they'd spent a few years together already. They were already man and wife in every sense of the word, so she would have thought she had no reason to become so girly blushy. But she’d been proven wrong as his words downright stunned her, because such affectionate words didn't come often and neither did the soft creases.
Paired up together they made her go stupid.
He wasn't ever cold to her, but it wasn't as though he was the type of man to throw around romantic gestures or words. He had never caught on to such things, but at the very least, every so often he’d give her butterflies with little things, just like simply saying she was beautiful...
“David,” she said with surprise, her voice small, having been mellowed into a soft blow of air. She could hear her heart jumping within her in a wild frenzy. Batting her eyes close, she leaned over to him, pressing her lips to his, her affection being responded to immediately as he mimicked the action.
Her arms wrapped around his neck as she gave a delighted moan, feeling his hands glide over her hips, meeting each other as they hooked behind her to bring her close. withdrawing from the loving kiss and pressing her cheek to his chest, she smiled wholeheartedly as he held her snuggly.
“I love you,” she said lovingly. She felt his arms tense up slightly as he brought her even closer to his body, which still felt nice and strong. Incredibly enough he still felt strong.
Of course, he didn't utter the words, and she wasn’t in the least bit troubled or one to become dishearted with the fact. Sometimes he said them back, but more than often he just showed her, reminding her that even if he wasn’t the most romantic man around, he did love her, and now she knew he still found her attractive.. no... beautiful.
All I ever spend money on these days is Otasune art. <3
@inkymelon did this really amazing piece for us, based on our MGS Otasune AU. The art style is so amazingly soft and cozy and heck look at Snake being ultimate boyfriend material. And Hal’s blush is what dreams are made of.
I also want to take a sec and thank anyone and everyone who has ever popped in to read our RP thread, the archive threads/fics on Ao3, liked (or reblogged?!!??!?!?) one of the promo posts, given a kudos, comment or even just thought nice things back on your side of the screen. After pouring so much work into the AU, it’s so overwhelming to see even a few people that are in to it. I lalilulelove you all.
