| 🍪 mdi please, suggestive, fem!reader is 21 and johnny is waaay much older, I had this one shot in mind for a while and thought I would write it down for soapy (probably first and last time cause I’m a loyal price girlie)
“don’t really trust these things ‘nny…”
your sweet voice is tinted with worry and hesitation as you wiggle your wrists, the motion only tightening the knot that bounds them together over your head and against your mattress “what if they start burning?”
johnny, as the faux gentleman he is, coos condescendingly down at you, but the sound that was meant to be reassuring reverberated like a deep, sultry growl in your ears — almost mocking.
“christmas lights that burn at the touch were a thing back in the 80’s, lass, not now,” he lectures you amusedly, his words inevitably pointing out to your evident large age gap — perhaps too large.
“they were so pretty, they played Christmas music an’ ye could hear it all the way from yer room... but ye werenae even born yet at that time, bonnie lass, ye couldnae know about it”
he lets out a rough chuckle, eyes fixed on the way the colorful lights shine over the skin of your wrists at an alternated rhythm, your belly twists with the familiar warm tingle that makes you blush every time he reminds you of how much, much older than you he was.
“you’re going to break them, we’ve just bought them” you whine, raising your head against the pillows to look at the colorful bulbs that tie your hands together, orange, green, red and blue alternating their shimmering “we have to put them on the tree”
“don’t worry, dove, won’t,” he smirks down at you, scarred hands ready to uncover the treasure that lies between your legs — they start pulling down the fluffy pajama pants you’re wearing, the tip of his calloused fingers tracing a hot trail along your thighs “n if I do, I’ll get ye new ones before Christmas Day comes”
once your lacy white panties are revealed, he nearly purrs at the sight, the best gift he could ever get lying down underneath him, ready to be unwrapped, his pretty, sweet girl. “I’ll make ye feel s’good ye won’t even have to write any letter to Santa, ye’ll give me all the cookies”
he must’ve been a pretty good lad all year to deserve such a precious thing as you.
“y’trust yer man, right dove?”
it’s hard not to crumble down like gingerbread cookies with the way he looks at you, cunning and sly eyes pouring down all the love and desires he has for you — so you just blink cutely at him, red, puffy cheeks and fluttering, big eyes. “i do…”
he grins at that, his hand swiftly grabbing his buckle and almost ripping the zipper down, his other hand tugs you in by your waist, harsh enough to press his crotch against your blossom and hips slam together.
“that’s my pretty girl, I’ll take ya to the bookstore right after, what’ya say? ye can pick however many ye want and I’ll get ye hot chocolate, deal?”
and with that, he knows you’re sold.
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Author note : So I had this crazy idea. What if the reader was a captain of a team and after a rough mission that required both 1-4-1 and Las Vargas you all decided to drink in the base, suddenly one of your team challenged you in a video game with a reward if you win.
Warning: mention of sex, the reader is a captain. Bunny outfit, mention of stripper. The reader hide her face under a mask. My mistake and writing. Not proofreading.
What do you think?
Part 2????
It was past midnight and your were finally able to return to the base after a long and tiring mission and no casualties, yet no one seemed to want to sleep afraid of nightmares that may come because of all the traumatic events that happened.
You all decided to drink but you didn't dare to touch the liquor afraid of all the secret you may spill so you just sir there as everyone drank there heart out.
The young ones of the teams were laughing exchanging jokes, while the older just watched and sometimes talked about whatever the conversation brought.
You on the other like just sat there when suddenly one of your male member of your team rushed to you demanding a match in video games.
"and If I win you have to wear this" he passed you a box with a bunny outfit.
"That stripper shit" One of the female members of your team remarked making the other giggle.
You weren't a strict captain, you didn't even act like a captain outside of mission. Maybe that's why you were so close with your team, that didn't mean you were nice in training.
Everyone waited as they watched you pull the dress out, and like she said it was stripper shit. The dress didn't have anything to cover your body, it was like swimsuit with bonny tail and ears but you couldn't lie it was cute, unfortunately it wouldn't feat you.
It was made for people with small breasts and yours were anything but small, yet you smirked under your mask, a mischievous idea coming to you.
"okay...but" You turn to the male team member before you continue "if I won.. you are to wear it"
You team member didn't think twice before agreeing. You felt a little bad for him..but all well he should have made research before challenging you.
Everyone in your team knew how of a sex addict you were. You could go multiple round and yet you won't feel satisfied, maybe that's why you never had a boyfriend, and it seem that he didn't know or just didn't want to believe the rumours, so a little demonstrate was needed.
"Should I leave the game choice to you?" You titled your head and he smirked. He had the audacity to smirk... don't worry soon you will wiped it out of his face.
"I will" he proudly said, puffing his chest, leaving without even a goodbye.
Didn't he really think he was a man, soon he will be screaming like Moaning Myrtle from Harry Potter. You thought.
"Okay.. Goodnight everyone" you waved at your partners before turning to your team members.
"We were going to a new mission tomorrow but since one you will too tired" You pointed at the male leaving the room "you can have a day off tomorrow" You chuckled as everyone cheered.
It wasn't weird for you to have mission after mission. You were damned good, making the teams with most mission, it was tired luckily you were all more than capable of handling it.
You followed the male to his room before going to your own. You were no way on hell fucking him in his room, besides yours had camera ready to take pictures of him wearing that bunny dress.
Back at with 1-4-1 and Las Vargas, the air was a little awkward, how can it not be when they just watched someone challenging their captain not only that but they demand for their captain to wear something like that if they won, which was straight disrespectful.
Your team on the contrary, were cheering up, happy to have one day off. They soon after three shots begun to bet.
"I bet 50, they are going to go all night" one of them bet, and some followed.
"I bet he won't be able to walk tomorrow" This earned a laugh from all of them before they whispered "poor him"
"I warned him" you right hand said, catching the attention of everyone.
"So you knew" One spoke and your right hand nodded "I asked him not to do it but he disobedience orders" Your right hand took a shot before slamming the cup on the table.
"You are jealous" One said snuggly "Of course I'm jealous, don't tell me you 'rn't... That's captain we are talking about... She's hot" everyone nodded she was indeed hot with those immense breasts, and that hot body full of scares... everyone almost moaned at the thought.
Now even the others(1-4-1 and Las Vargas) were wondering how your hand would feel like..fuck that can make anyone hard.
"She's awesome...Like have you seen her on field..How she took those guys down, like they were nothing...If she stepped on me I will thank her" He nodded to himself, he was drunk out of his mind but they say drunken words are sobber thoughts.
"Mommy" It was supposed to be a whispered under the breath than know should have heard yet they all seem to have, and everyone noticed by how their body tensed, some caught to hide their own embarrassment.
"OKAY! I think we all agreed that it's time to head to bed" everyone sigh in relief as Price spoke averting their attention from their little problem down there.
Everyone left, and once the silence dominated their space, unholy thought start to surface. Each of them imagining what could be happening between you and your male team member, some of them were jealous of him been touched by you.
That night no one slept. Not even you except your drunken team members who could handle some liquor in their system.
Incorrect quotes
Captain Price approaching (Y/N) cautiously, his eyes softening: I...We don't want to hurt you...
(Y/N) turning to him in rage, pointing at themselves: HURT ME!...HURT ME!
Everyone taking a step back.
(Y/N) wiping their tears: YOU WILL NEVER HURT ME AGAIN!!
The sound of multiple gun shot.
summary: Ghost is toxic and the only person who is affected is his partner, your sibling, so what will you do, (y/n)?
Don't read it if it will trigger you!
Warnings: Dark and toxic Ghost, gn! reader. Mention of mental abuse, toxic relationship, (y/n) is mad. Military reader. The reader had gn!sibling. Everything is pure imagination, and I never served in the military so I really don't know how it works.
I don't own Call of duty's characters or the Gif bellow!
Should I make a part 2????
Dark! Ghost x gn!reader
A few months, before the call of duty modern warfare 2 begun, which you be soon called to help in.
You were sitting waiting for your sibling, in the cafeteria of the base. Your sibling was dating none other than Ghost, Lieutenant Simon "Ghost" Riley himself.
The man was toxic . A walking red flag, that just don't seem to get the meaning of cherishing your partner, he was worse than a yandere. You didn't blame him at first, you knew his story or half of it, you sister do to, maybe that's why she let him do whatever he wanted.
You knew he had trauma because of his heartless father and adding to the mission where he was almost brain washed, you could understand where he was comming from. The man was left with severe trauma, so you never took any of his heartless action toward you to heart, you always tried to get along with him for your sibling's sake.
Now you can't find any excuses to his actions, this man needed therapy as soon as possible.
It was pretty much over two years since the both start dating, you were jealous of you sibling for pulling the man , you a crush on, since your eyes landed on him, but after sometime you got over it. You will never choose a silly little crush over your family.
They deserve to be happy, after all the shit you two had been throught in real life.
Truth , you (your sibling and you ) weren't fictional characters, you both were suck in the game, while you were playing three years ago. You did find a way to go back later on, yet you never use it.
It was a lot to take in, been in a new world where you can die at any moment given, but with your sibling by your side it was easier and more bearable.
Going back to your sibling, you remarked a few thing after five month of them dating. The first one been , how tired they had become, mentally and physicly, always sleeping when she spend some of the weekend with you at your house. It was starting to affect her missions, her Captain who happened to be Price, was obligated to send her away few times.
You knew he remarked the changes but never adressed it, he had a soft spot for Ghost, making him turn a blind eyes at whatever this man do.
The second thing you remarked was the fact that they always put his need above their own, it was starting to get a troll on them.
Sometimes you can see them flich when he touch them, the fear in their eyes was unmistakable, you wanted to confront him but you were weak at that time, and you didn't have a position yet. You were a newbie, and the man could crash you with just his bare hand, so just like Captain Price you turn a blind eye, just this time. Which build a guilt that start eating you from the inside.
One night, as you were about to go on a mission with 141 team for the first time, you had catch Ghost criticizing them, with harsh words. You almost punshed him, but instead you recorded him, which you discovered to be a great idea in the future.
You wanted to push him away from them, and for that you will need evidence, Ghost was a respected man, but you were a powerful person now. You had the system by your side, meaning nothing could stand in your way, not even General Shepherd.
_Hey.
You turn to see your sibling, and you eyes almost popped out of your skull.
They looked too thin to be healthy, the color was drained off their face, as if a vampire just came and suck the blood out of their body. There was dark circles all around their eyes, and you could only guess that it was the result of sleep, or the lack of it in this case.
Her head was held down, an action out of their character. This wasn't you dear baby that used to held their head high no matter how hard the situation was.
They were almost unrecognizable.
What have you done? You found yourself thinking.
You could feel your blood boil, and without a second guess you took your phone called Laswell and asked for three month rest. For you and your sibling , and she given you, without asking why, but you felt as if she already knew.
Your sibling watched you with eyes widen in fear, they tried to talk to you out of it, as they start shacking like a leaf, but you had made you mind.
Caring them, bridal style, which wasn't hard, since they were as light as a feather, making you frown.
when was the last time she ate? You thought, walking to their room, that they practically shared with Ghost.
You helped them pack their clothes, actually... It was more, you throwing the clothes in the bag, as they tried to stop but the poor was too weak to even lift the cup on their own.
Throwing them over your shoulder, you took their bags and walked to the car before leaving for the next three months, and no one dared to ask, you were looking too much scary.
You knew you can't go to your old house, and it would be the first place Ghost will go chack after comming back from the mission andd fiding out you took his darling. So a hotel will be good until you find another house away from all of them. It would have enough sucurity to stop an army, and you were ready to pay the price, no matter how expensive, it would be, which wouldn't be hard, seeing as you had become rich, after your threatned the system about you telling the whole Call of duty's npc about how they were fake.
You money will never run out, as long as the system was here, you ruled the place.
Glacing at you sister in the back, you eyes soften as you saw her fast a sleep, but soon your jaw clenched, your hand gripped hard around the wheel almost breaking it, and your eyes had turn red from rage, after you remarke the purple bruises on her hand, . You almost run into a deer, as your fought your mind to not turn and hit the shit of that man.
Ghost would pay for this and you will make sure of it,you didn't care if he was a programmed npc, this was like a real world, you can called a parallel universe ,meaning everything that was happening was kind of real. So no more excuses, the man either be punished properly or died.