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*violently sobbing* I KNOW ITS FOR THE BETTER I KNOW ITS FOR THE BETTER KNOW ITS FOR THE BETTER KNOW ITS FOR THE BETTER KNOW ITS FOR THE BETTER KNOW ITS FOR THE BETTER KNOW ITS FOR THE BETTER KNOW ITS FOR THE BETTER KNOW ITS FOR THE BETTER KNOW ITS FOR THE BETTER KNOW ITS FOR THE BETTER KNOW ITS FOR THE BETTER KNOW ITS FOR THE BETTER KNOW ITS FOR THE BETTER

Just got off the phone w/ Mr Simon Ghost Riley and he told me himself that he actually doesn't like to be violent towards his lover in the bedroom. He actually doesn't want to degrade them or inflict any harm to them what so ever. That bc of his past and having to deal with violence and anger everyday he finds solitude and peace with being loving and gentle with the people he trusts. That he is proud of himself that he could break the cycle of being a violent man and can make his partner feel loved.

He also told me that he thinks its really damaging for young women to become accustomed to the idea with violence, anger and degradation in the bedroom and that everyone should know that love isn't being slapped in the face during sex or crying because your partner is being to rough or being choked to the point that you feel like your going to pass out or having bruises all over your body from your lover being to forceful. He told me that he understands people like what they like but he is also aware that by being subjected to such violent content and having it at your fingertips at any given time is actually really damaging for the brain and that these fantasies often stem from porn created for the male eyes and actually doesn't benefit woman in any way, shape to form.

He also told me that its OKAY to not want to be treated like that and even though that in this day and age violent intimacy is normalised to a point of flippancy, you don't have to like to be treated like that by a partner.

Near the end of our conversation he also wanted me to tell you that you are worth so much more than your sexuality and he is so proud of you. That you deserve love and kindness and he hopes that we can all take a moment to remove ourselves from heavy smut every once and a while and reevaluate how certain forms of media may effect us without even being aware of it.

‘you attract what you fear’ oh my god i’m so scared of men with big brown eyes

Soap is the type of boyfriend to wear the most silliest shirts you buy him for christmas

even when im at my lois i can still meg shit happen

To all my fellow poor bastards who just got the new twitter-style tumblr dashboard

You can fix it via:

Dashboard Unfucker

or

Old Tumblr Dashboard (July 2023) 1. Add-on the Stylus extension (Firefox) (Chrome) (Edge) 2. Click blue "Install" button on the Old Tumblr Dashboard webpage

Constellations of Love

Simon riley x reader | fluff |  Warnings: none  I was listening to “your universe” by Rico Blanco and i can’t help but to think about Ghost :( 

In the shadowed side of dangerous missions, Simon "Ghost" Riley was a beacon of enigma. With a reputation that whispered of mysterious and skillful, he moved through the shadows with a grace that seemed unchallenging. But beneath the tactical facade, even a soldier like Ghost yearned for love that transcended the havoc.

Among the chaos of a world teetering on the edge, You his darling who stood as a brilliant support and light that Ghost found himself uncontrollably  drawn to. The danger was always present, but so was the undeniable connection of shared laughter, quiet conversations, and stolen moments of vulnerability. It was a fragile balance, a dance between a fierce commitment to duty and the yearning for something more.

 Ghost found himself seated beside you, your forms illuminated by the soft glow of the moon. The crackle of the campfire serenaded your words, as you spoke of dreams that would exist if you weren’t in the military.

“I'll ask the stars above, 'How did I win your love?”

The words were a reflection of Simon’s own thoughts, a feeling he had never dared to voice. His eyes met yours, and in that instant, the veil of invincibility that he often wore shattered, revealing the man who longed for love as deeply as anyone else no matter how he rejected affection.

You two shared a comfortable silence, you never answered his question because you know that deep down he knows the answer. the crackling fire seemed to fade into the background, leaving only the symphony of emotions that lingered between the two of you. Ghost's gloved hand found yours, fingers intertwining as if in silent agreement that the world could wait, just for a moment.

“I don't think that you even realize the joy you make me feel when I'm inside your universe” you gripped into his hand as if he’ll let go. 

Ghost had always thought that he will never find someone, but you had proven otherwise. In the heart of uncertainty, you had become the steadfast star in his sky.

In a world where danger was everywhere and tomorrow was never guaranteed, you and Simon found a connection that defied the odds. Through whispered conversations and fleeting touches, they formed a bond that transcended the chaos of reality.

Ghost leaned in, his lips brushing against yours in a promise that needed no words. In the constellations of the night sky, amidst the commotion  of the world, love had found its place—a universe between the two of you.

CoD fandom shenanigans keep getting worse and I’m pretty much done with it tbh.

The readers are coded skinny and white, the prose is horrible, the plots are the same “what if reader was cute and feminine and existed near these men,” and the characters are laughable parodies of themselves. There are entire blogs dedicated to anime fetish work with the cod tags slapped in at the bottom. I have to block most everyone who crosses my FYP. My friends keep getting entitled messages making demands like people make orders at McDonald’s. It isn’t fun anymore.

I’ve tried to be nice for the duration of my time in this fandom but I just don’t have the energy anymore, and my old fandoms are calling me back. I miss red dead. I miss dragon age. I miss fallout. I miss horizon. Hell, I miss writing my own original stuff.

If this blog starts changing, don’t be surprised. If this blog gets deleted, or just goes inactive, also don’t be surprised (if you want to stick with me if that happens you can follow my main @eowynstwin). If I start being a little more petty on this blog, I don’t think any of you will be surprised because that’s already been happening, but still.

I’ll probably still be here for MWIII because I do truly love these characters but even that isn’t gonna last, and they won’t be able to milk this franchise forever.

And on a similar fucking note

I’m so fucking sick of seeing noncon cod fics get a huge amount of notes when there are writers who spend countless hours curating intimate and in depth pieces that are not mindless smut fics that completely assassinate the characters who you are writing for.

The CoD men are not abusers. They are soldiers who have been subject to horrifying violence and human rights abuses and who’s ENTIRE STORY is trying to make the world safer. Why the hell would they sexually assault people when it goes directly against their core beliefs.

And Ghost.

Ghost is a sexual assault survivor. It’s in the comics you didn’t bother to read. Why on EARTH would he experience violent trauma and decide to replicate it on other people? It is incredibly disrespectful to write him as a monster with no regard for consent given his background. AND it’s so clearly indicative of the fact that you’ve done zero close reading of the things you are writing for.

It is so horribly clear to me that so many people in this fandom don’t actually bother to read the wiki, watch the games, have ANY knowledge of the media you are writing for. Just took one look at a tall military man and decided to ‘simp’ for him by writing him sexually assaulting people or being abusive and violent. It’s not fucking sexy to be sexually assaulted. It’s not fucking sexy to be the subject of dubious consent. And ‘borrowing’ those characters to make them do as such genuinely concerns me.

What concerns me more will be the attention these fics get. You wonder why writers are leaving. It’s shit like this. The clear disregard of beautifully written fiction in favor of noncon smut that ignores the basic fundamentals of these deeply complex characters who are instead reduced to ‘rough military man sexy’.

Do better.

"𝐓𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮"

Simon Riley x Reader |Fluff|

The sun has finally started to dip below the horizon, casting a golden glow all over Manchester as you stood in your balcony. The gentle breezed ruffled your hair while taking a deep breath, inhaling the familiar scent of your surroundings. This was your only way of relief, your escape from the chaos of your own life.

You knew you weren't alone on that balcony as you heard familiar footsteps approaching. It was Simon. He stood beside you, his silhouette sharply delineated against the colorful sky. His blue eyes gazed into the distance, and you could sense the weight of his thoughts. Simon was man of a few words, though his actions spoke louder.

"You come here often?" he finally spoke, breaking the comfortable silence between the two of you.

You shrugged, a small smile painted on you lips. "Whenever the world becomes too much."

He nodded in response, his gaze never leaving the view. "I get that."

Once again the two of you stood there for a while, sharing the comfortable silence that you two cherish the most. You and Simon went through so much together, seen the darkest sides of the world, faced so many ups and downs and grew stronger each time. There was this bond between the two of you, unspoken and unbreakable.

As the last traces of daylight fade, you turn to face Simon, eyes meeting each others, and for a moment, you felt like you two were the only people in the world. You reached your hand out to gently hold on to his arm, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath your fingertips.

"Hey" you said softly, "you know you can always talk t'me right?"

Simon's jaw tensed slightly, you can see the hurt in his eyes. Simon was a pro at hiding his emotions, but you had learned to read subtle cues that betrayed his own feelings.

"i know" he responded, his voice barely above a whisper. "Its just hard finding the right words."

You softly squeezed his arm "you dont have to find the perfect words. Just tell me and i'll listen."

He hesitated for a moment before letting out a sigh and he finally opened up to you.

Your heart ached for him, for the burdens he carried. You stepped closer, wrapping your arms around him in a gentle hug. He returned the embrace, his grip firm and comforting.

"Simon, your not defined by your past." you whispered your soft reassurance against his ear. "You've saved countless lives, including mine. Your a hero. My hero."

He pulled away slightly, his eyes searching yours. "And what about you? you faced danger as much as i have."

You smiled, brushing a strand of his hair out of his eyes. "im just a regular person trying to make a difference, but having you by my side makes everything less scary."

Simon's lips curved into a smile, as he reached up to cup your cheeks, thumb brushing against your skin. "You have a way of making even the darkest moments seem brighter."

The atmosphere between the two of you was charged with unspoken words, emotion swirling in the space between your bodies.

When you finally pulled away from the embrace Simon's eye held a mixture of suprise and something else—a vulnerability that he rarely showed. You smiled, your heart swelling with affection for the man who had become your anchor in your world full of chaos.

"sometimes," you murmured, "all it takes is one person to remind you that your not alone."

Simon nodded, his hands still resting against your cheeks. "And your the right person for me."

You leaned to his touch, savoring the warmth that he provided with his hands. You two didn't need grand gestures to elaborate confessions; this moment, this connection said it all.

Both of you knew theres still more challenges to come ahead, but as long as you've got each other, there was nothing that could break the two of you.

And at that fleeting moment, as you stood side by side, the weight of the world seems a little lighter. There was a void you didn't know needed filling. And now that you found each other, that void is filled.

"are you ok?"

No I want a fictional man to kiss me on my forehead and tell me I didn't deserve all the shit real people put me through

Just a reminder for fanfic authors:

Fanfiction will ALWAYS be superior to character.ai

Please don't ever stop writing!!

if i see one more post about headcannons that exclude gaz and replace him with könig, i'm gonna lose my marbles

Looking back it was obvious I was meant to have a thing for giant masked men like Ghost and Konig bc my first crushes were Tyler Mane as Michael Myers and Mick Thomson from slipknot lmao

Simon who had to ask Captain Price and Johnny for advice on how is he gonna get things together.

Simon who stared at you contact for 5 minutes straight before hitting send button on his message.

Simon who made sure to look neat as possible. Styling his hair, brushing his teeth and picking out an outfit that looks good.

Simon who can't decide which boquet of flowers to buy.

Simon who couldn't help but blush and smile to see you in your beautiful outfit.

Simon who made sure he acted like a gentleman by opening his car door for you, making you walk in the restaurant first (his mother taught him the "ladies first" rule way back when he was a kid)

Simon who insist on paying for all the food you ate

Simon who tried to act calm when he fell on one knee and took out a small dark blue box from his pocket, revealing a beautiful ring.

You who couldn't believe everything thats happening, stuck in cloud nine.

You who immediately said yes giving the warmest embrace ever

And Simon, who felt like hes the most luckiest man on earth to have you in his dark and gloomy life.

Me posting on tumblr:

GONE, GONE / THANK YOU

"𝙄 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚"

Simon "Ghost" Riley x Reader |Angst?| Warning: Mentions of death ( this isn't proofread and this is so poorly written)

The battlefield was chaotic with all of the gunfire and explosions. Ghost moved swiftly as he tried clear out every area that can be a possible enemy hideout. You and him were both determined to find victory in this mission. Though, in the back of Ghost's mind, he couldn't shake the bad feeling of you getting hurt.

As Ghost fought through the hostile forces, something rang in his earpiece. It was your voice, weak and strained. "Lt.... i need help.."

Fear gripped Ghost's heart. The last time he felt this feeling was when he was a little boy, hiding from the wrath of his father.

He sprinted towards the source of the signal. Each step felt like an eternity, his mind and his heart was racing. He couldn't help but think about the countless missions you both had to go through. He was always there for you, always ready to catch you when you fall. But this time it's different.

Finally, he reached a dimly lit alley where he found your almost lifeless form, struggling to stay conscious. Your blood pooling into the ground with a faint smile on your lips as your eyes met his.

"My Simon" you called out his name, barely above a whisper.

Ghost hurriedly rushed to your side, dropping his knees. He scanned your injuries while trying to comprehend everything that's happening. "Hang on love, I'll get you outta here." his voice cracked.

"Simon, It's too late for me. You have to go" you weakly held Simon's hand.

"No, [Name] i wont leave you here." Ghost spoke out, his voice trembling with emotion. He couldn't afford to lose you. You were the most important thing that came in to his life, You were the only one he had left; the only one who saw him as Simon.

With every ounce of strength he had to muster, Ghost carried you to safety, trying to shield you from any possible threats along the way, while he contacted the rest of the 141.

As both of you reach the extraction point, you smiled at Ghost "Your always the stubborn one" your voice barely audible. "Take good care of yourself yeah?"

"Don't talk like that." Simon pleaded, his heart breaking at the sight of you. "Your going to make it. You have to."

You reached up gently touched his cheek "Remember the promises we made? that... no one was going to be left behind"

Your words struck into Ghost's heart. He couldn't save you this time.

"Promise me Simon. Promise me that you'll be takin' care of yourself, even if im gone." you spoke out. Ghost didnt say a word but he simply took off his blacalava and rested his forehead with yours.

"I love you, Si"

"I love you too."

----- ✧⁠*° -----

Days, months and even years have passed, Simon still feels the weight and grief of your loss. He tried to keep the promise of taking care of himself but, he just can't. Without you he's nothing.

He would visit your grave daily, talking about everything. The little things he saw that reminded him of you, the way he kept all your belongings in his place. The pain of losing you never subsided but he knew he had to keep going, he had to live for you.

"I promise, [name]. I'll never forget you. I promise that i'll keep you in my heart forever."

Simon who never hesitates to call or message you whenever he's out with the 141

Simon who would admire you from afar whenever your busy doing smth

Simon who would squeeze you into embrace whenever he comes home as if theres no tomorrow

and the very same Simon you plan your happy ending with.

My contribution to this meme

John price is hot

it's an absolute joke that he isn't beside me in bed rn

He‘s such a cutie. How can y‘all hate him?😭

i need new simon riley fic accounts so pls use this post as a little chain and tag your favs hehe 🤭

It's so crazy to me when people write John Price as old and incapable of understanding technology because this man is literally in the special forces. I think not knowing how technology works would be a huge hindrance to his career lol. I live near a military base and have met a few service members who are Price's age or older and they are usually better with technology than I am lol. But yet I'll still see people writing in fics that Price likely needs help to send texts because he doesn't understand it.

For real. He's probably super savvy with tech. I mean all that gear they use, night vision, heat vision and all sorts of things.

I think it must come from young writers, when you're like 18-20 someone almost 40 is "old".

I'm in no way trying to dissuade people from writing for him or him being the older man in the x reader story, I just find it a bit frustrating and unrealistic that people write someone his age as some bumbling idiot with technology and other modern parts of life.

google you gotta relax