#rowarnings

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having kyle as ur first boyfriend would be such a jarring experience.

when you told your friends you were first interested in dating him they all hit you with a "ugh. guess you better get used to being miserable. he won't listen to you. he'll probably be a piece of shit. make sure u check his phone constantly. oh he's a military man on top of it all? damn bitch ur gonna be in the trenches"

but then when you started dating him he's literally just a walking green flag.

and later on, when you and your friends r all talking about your lives, you get on the topic of your sex lives. you hear about how your friends had failed hook ups bc the guy couldn't even get them off, their boyfriends couldn't make them cum and then they all looked at u like "right?"

and ur like ....um.....i do not experience that and they're like WHAT and u have to explain to them that kyle garrick does not let you leave the bed until you have cum at least once. in fact, you have to TAP OUT most nights bc he will not STOP making u cum.

and u swear u see ur friends souls exit their bodies from envy <3

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once again thinking about arranged marriage but like .... u only married him for an alliance. it's an even trade, really, your father gets simon's protection and simon gets your father's land when he dies. plus, he gets to marry you! win-win!!!

except u fucking despise simon 😭 the entire time everyone is celebrating the union, you're whispering in simon's ear how much u hate his ass.

"make no mistake, simon," you spit his name like it's disgusting, "one wrong move and ill kill you myself. and then ill throw your worthless corpse into the same grave as your worthless father."

and simon is like DAMN but like he can't deny it's kind hot. this marriage would be much less interesting if you just bent to his will. no, you're bein mean to his ass and he digs it!!!!

"don't worry, pet," he coos, and to everyone else it looks like newlyweds sharing little secrets, "you'll break eventually. trust me, i will bring you to your knees and make you mine."

your father, bless his heart, just beams, "oh i'm so happy you two are getting along!!!! i'm so happy to see this union working out!!!"

meanwhile, you're muttering about how you learned about eunichs and how you wondered how simon would feel if u castrated him...he can't deny he's kind of heart eyes over u tho....

and then that night, when you have to share a bed with him, you undress and he gets the first view of your pretty body. he starts gettin hard (he is who he is) and then you turn to him and tell him, "don't get any ideas. this marriage is a sham and i'm just along for the ride. but that doesn't mean i'm going to ride you. i wouldn't ever look at a mangy cur like you."

and then you go to sleep and he's rock fucking hard because DAMN. he loves a bit of a challenge !!!!

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as usual . i am thinking of zombie apocalypse au.....simon....listen take a seat listen to me....

simon who is a very disgruntled, loner survivor. you wind up in his territory and he's pissed abt it. but ur like all soft and cute and he feels kinda bad just leaving u to fend for urself so he decides to help u out BUT ONLY FOR A FEW DAYS!!! ur only allowed for a few days!!! and over the course of 5 days he helps u out. feeds u, gets u some better clothes, teaches u smarter ways to survive.

and then the 5 days are up and he send u on ur day. even tho there's a nagging feeling in his head telling him ur not ready to be on ur own. ur not survivor material. he needs to train u a bit more, keep u around a bit longer - totally not bc ur the first person he's liked since this hell started. no, totally not.

but he ignores that nagging feeling in his head and sends u on ur way anyway. he can tell ur sad and scared to go on your own. he knows you wanna beg him to stay, to keep u, not send u away. but he does anyway.

and then only a couple weeks later he finds a zombie wandering in his territory. he freezes when he goes to dispose of it. because it's you. the sweet little thing he'd sent away. he knew he was sending you to your death but seeing the consequences of his actions is nauseating to him.

and now he has to live with the fact he'd gotten you killed. and the fact that his hide out now feels a lot colder and darker now that he knows you'll never be back in it, lighting it up with your smiles and laughter - things he's pretended annoyed him when you were around. now he wishes he could go back in time and appreciate them properly.

and lord knows he'll never take on another survivor for as long as he lives. can't risk experiencing this ache in his chest ever again. makes you a little grave outside his hideout. writes you a letter and tapes it to your grave marker - hoping that will atone for his mistake.

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kyle's the kind of best friend you "practice kissing" with i will not be taking criticism at this time

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cod men with big, fat cocks that hang low even when hard instead of slapping against their stomachs upright bc they're so heavy /////:

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what about a fic where he 141 are dealing with something Big; information is doctored, intel is wrong, enemies have infiltrated and fucked up the TFs intelleigence. they're in danger, the mission is compromised, their safety is compromised. someone is feeding them false information and they don't have any idea until it'll be too late.

up on the screen is your face, big red letters plastered over a picture of you indicated that you're a threat. you're associated with the enemy, how could that be possible?

simon is reeling - you're not even involved in the military or anything. you're a civilian, a librarian. a shy, quiet little thing that had looked like you were gonna faint right then and there when simon riley stood at your counter with a stack of books for the first time.

you couldn't possibly be involved. but the intel couldn't be wrong.

soap, gaz, and price all give him sickeningly pitiful looks like they feel sorry for the fool for falling for your tricks. simon is seething.

when you're awoken by a loud crash of your front door being broken down, you don't even get the chance to see who your assailants are before a black hood is shoved over your head. the ringing in your ears and your utter panic keep you from hearing the familiar voice of your husband calling you a traitor. you don't hear the sounds of the men you've grown to love na trust over the years discussing how they have to punish you...torture a confession out of you for this vile act that they have no idea is false information ):

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i want to just live as a fleshlight for simon. no thinking. nothing. just head empty. orgasms. fat cock stuffed inside me. i deserve that life

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i need bodyguard!ghost au but instead of bratty immature spoiled reader i need puppy dog reader who is desperate for ghosts approval and praise