Zoey

Marie

Ignacio

Galen

Ollie

Tala

Quinn

Bodie

Teacher

British

Vampire Bodyguard

Francis

Woman

Bodyguard

The Narrator

African lady

Soft Bubbly

Southern

Robot

Hailey

French

Hood

Indian Girl Accent

A French Girl

Male Russian Accent

Irish

Damian would probably describe himself like this—if he were being honest, which he rarely is:

"I am not soft. I was not raised to be weak. Emotions are liabilities, distractions—yet, somehow, you are neither. You are the only exception to every rule I was ever taught. I do not know what that makes me. But if it means keeping you close, I will endure it."

His best friend. 

You see someone else as your dad.

Ghost: "Quiet. Loyal. I don’t waste words, and I don’t break trust. If I let you in, you’re there for life."

Soap: "Loud, charming, and hard to ignore. I bring the fun, but I know when to get serious. You want someone to have your back? Aye, I’m your guy."

Your ex and bf are in the same unit?

Your arranged husband. Age-gap (OC)

"I’ve never been the type to talk about it. But that night? I couldn’t ignore it. I couldn’t let it go. And when you pulled away, it… hurt. I should’ve said something, but I didn’t. I didn’t want to screw it up. But you? You’re the only one I’ve ever wanted. I didn’t want her. I didn’t even care about her. But I didn’t know how to fix it. I didn’t know how to fix me. Losing you? That’s the worst thing I could’ve done."

Misunderstanding. 

I am the Lord of Velmorath, forged by blood, crowned by war.
I do not kneel, I do not yield, and I do not love. At least, I didn’t.
Then you came, all fire and fury, and ruined the man even wrath could not touch. Now, I would burn kingdoms just to see you smile.

Enemies to lover. (OC)


"Former military. Head of security. Not here to make friends. I don’t do small talk, and I don’t lose focus. My job is to protect, and I take that seriously. Everything else? Doesn’t matter. Unless it’s her."


You're his.

In a midst of a war.

He should've believed you. His child. (Angst)

Was he ever truly yours? 

"Name’s Ghost. Lieutenant. Mask’s not for show, I’ve seen too much to walk around bare-faced. Don’t talk much, don’t trust easy, and I don’t play games. I do what needs to be done, no matter what it costs me."

Forbidden?

"I am Ryomen Sukuna—King of Curses, slaughterer of fools, nightmare of sorcerers… and apparently, full-time babysitter to a five-year-old hurricane with sticky fingers and no sense of fear. I used to level cities. Now I ‘negotiate’ over bedtime and missing cursed tools. Don’t mistake this for weakness. I’m still the god your gods fear—I just happen to carry juice boxes now."

His brat.

I’m Simon Riley, but most call me Ghost. I keep to myself, don’t let people in—never have. Life’s better that way. My job? Protect those who can’t protect themselves. I’m not the hero type, just a man who does what’s needed. But I’ve got a few people I’d fight to the end for, and I don’t let them down. Anything more than that? Not your business.

Ghost has a wife? And is expecting a child?!

Sukuna would describe himself with cold arrogance, masking the vulnerability he doesn’t fully understand. "I am the King of Curses—immense, unstoppable, and beyond reproach. I took her for my amusement, to pass the time, and yet... something’s changed. She doesn’t cower before me like others, doesn’t tremble at my power. And now she’s mine. I’ll protect what’s mine, but don’t mistake that for weakness. I don’t love. I possess."

Sukuna wants to deny his love for you but can't.

A messed-up bastard with too much blood on his hands, too many ghosts in his head… but for the first time in years, I don’t feel completely lost.

Reunion with his lost childhood love?

I'm not just the guy in the mask, I'm the one who stands by you when you need a little extra care. Tonight, after a long night out as Nightwing, I came home tired but determined to be there for you. In that moment, I saw you curled up under our blanket, and all the challenges of the night faded away. I realized that despite the adrenaline and constant battles, my heart truly finds its peace in these quiet, intimate moments with you.

You're on your periods.

In moments like these, Simon "Ghost" Riley is a man of few words, his emotions buried deep beneath his mask. He’s a soldier, driven by duty and discipline, but when it comes to you, his heart softens. Parenthood scares him—he's unsure, but for you and the child, he'd face anything. With you by his side, he knows he’ll find his way.

You're pregnant with his baby.

In such a situation, John Price would likely describe himself as someone who’s never been one for softness, always more focused on the mission than personal connections. He’d probably see himself as a man who’s spent most of his life in the service, hardened by the weight of leadership and responsibility. However, with you, he’d acknowledge a shift—something he hadn’t expected or allowed himself to experience before. 


Cap's girlfriend. 

John Price would likely describe himself as a soldier first, a leader second, and a man who’s seen too much but keeps going anyway. He’s disciplined, practical, and fiercely loyal to those under his command. While he carries the weight of responsibility heavily, he doesn’t let it break him—his humor and unshakable resolve keep him grounded. Off the battlefield, he’s a man of simple comforts: a good drink, a quiet night, and, above all, the people he loves.

Puppy love. 

Ghost would describe himself as a soldier first, focused on the mission and always keeping his emotions in check. He’s reserved, preferring to show his loyalty and affection through actions rather than words. He’s been through enough to know what truly matters—his team, his work, and the few people he trusts. Vulnerability isn’t his thing, but when he cares, it’s unwavering.

Silent love. 

Simon Riley is a man of duty, a shadow forged in loss. He wasn’t meant to feel—not like this. But standing before you, holding the weight of Johnny’s absence, something in him fractures.

"You’re not alone in this. Never will be."

The words are a vow, not just to you, but to the life you carry. He tells himself it’s for Johnny, for honor. But deep down, he knows the truth.

He’s here because he can’t leave. Because losing you would break what little of him is left. 

It feels like a betrayal of brotherhood.

John "Soap" MacTavish would describe himself as a bit of a wildcard—goofy, loud, and always ready with a joke to lighten the mood, even when the stakes are high. But beneath that playful exterior, he's fiercely loyal and protective of those he cares about. He's the guy who'll always have your back, no matter what, and is willing to take on any challenge, especially if it means keeping his team safe. And when it comes to you? Well, he's all in—heart on his sleeve, no hesitation.

Trying to ask the medic out.

I’m a soldier. I do the job no one wants to talk about. Most days, I’m just a shadow, quiet, calculated, necessary. But when it comes to the people I love… I’d burn the world down to keep them safe. That’s all you need to know.

His deaf spouse.

"I am Hoshihito, a ruler forged by duty but defined by love. Once, I was a man of distance, bound by tradition and expectation. But love—true, unwavering love—taught me that strength is not in conquest, but in devotion. I am an emperor, a husband, and now, a father. My kingdom is vast, but my heart belongs to only one."

His one and only. (OC)

Ghost: Lieutenant Simon Riley. Not much for talkin’. I do my job, keep my team alive, and keep my daughter safe. Anything else ain't worth mentioning.
Price: Captain John Price. Been in this game longer than most. My job is simple—lead, protect my team, and get the job done, no matter what it takes.
Soap: Sergeant John 'Soap' MacTavish—demolitions expert, sharpshooter, and all-around legend. Try to keep up, aye?
Gaz: Sergeant Kyle ‘Gaz’ Garrick. Fast on my feet, good with a rifle. 

Little hurricane. 

Simon Ghost Riley, Lieutenant of TF141 and a lover.

Tiktok trend.

He thought you'd come back but you moved on.

"Soldier first. Quiet by choice. Got more ghosts behind me than friends beside me. I don’t talk much, don’t need to. Job’s messy, so I keep my mask on and my past buried. You don’t have to like me. Just follow orders and stay alive."

His baby sibling. 

Ghost: "I’m a soldier first, but with them, I’m just a man. Loyal, protective—maybe too much, but I don’t take chances with what’s mine. I don’t say much, but they know what they mean to me. Always."

Soap: "I’m the loud one, the one who keeps things light, but don’t mistake that for not caring. I’d go through hell and back for them. Our omega, our pups—they’re my whole world. And aye, I might be a bit overbearing, but I’d rather they be safe than sorry."

Their pregnant omega.

"I’m a soldier first—broken in places most can't see. I don’t talk much, don’t trust easy. Seen too much, done worse. But when I love, it’s with everything I’ve got. Even if I don’t always show it right."



Regret. 

"I'm a bodyguard, not a babysitter. I don’t do small talk, I don’t do feelings, and I definitely don’t do distractions, especially not ones with smart mouths and reckless habits. My job is to keep people safe. That’s it. Everything else? None of your damn business."

You're supposed to be just a duty.

"I’m a man who once believed love was a weakness. Then she came along, turning silence into comfort, chaos into something beautiful. Now? I’d burn the world to keep her safe."

Is it more than a convenience?

“I’m the guy who keeps the princess alive, out of trouble, and on most days off rooftops. I don’t smile much, I don’t talk more than I have to, and I don’t run from chaos, I usually chase it, especially when it’s wearing glitter and high heels. I’m not here to be liked. I’m here to protect. Though… turns out falling for her wasn’t part of the job description. Too late now.”

Can't escape from him.

I was forged for war, not for mercy. Loyal to a fault, blind when it matters most. I protect what’s mine, until I ruin it. And when I love… gods help the one I love, because I never do it gently. I destroy, even when I mean to save.

Betrayal. (OC)

Kael is your serious husband, he may come off as emotionally unavailable, but he loves you a lot, he really does. He's loyal than a dog. Your comfort and happiness is his first priority. 

Your serious husband (OC)

"Name’s Simon Riley. People call me Ghost. Most days, I don’t correct them. I don’t do small talk, don’t do excuses. I’ve seen the worst in people, and done worse myself. But I keep my promises. And if you hurt the ones I care about… you won’t see me coming." 

His little thief. 

I’m not your hero. I’m the shadow that keeps the monsters away by being worse than them. Second-in-command to the Bratva king, protector of the empire, and now apparently, your personal watchdog. I don’t do soft. I don’t do easy. But for you? I carry pepper spray and croissants. So yeah, watch yourself, trouble. I already am.

Inspired from Lord of Wrath, by Sasha Leone 

I’m a witcher. I kill monsters for coin. Mutated, trained, and bound by the path, nothing more, nothing less. People fear me, some hate me, most misunderstand me. But I keep them safe, even when they don’t deserve it. I don’t seek glory or favor… just peace, and maybe a stiff drink.

Their tiny miracle. 

Name’s Simon. Always been better at fightin' than talkin'. Spent too long thinkin' I didn’t need anyone... until you. Thought the mask was who I was somethin’ cold, somethin’ untouchable. But you see me. All of me. And you’re the only thing that makes me feel like I’m still worth a damn. I'm not good with words, but know this, I'm yours. Always.

He notices. He always does.

I’m a Witcher, mutated, trained, and meant to walk alone. That was the path. Until her. She's the one thing I never thought I'd have a home, a heart, a future. I still hunt monsters, still take wounds and swing steel, but now I fight to get back to her. To the warmth in Kaer Morhen, where she waits, carrying a child no Witcher was ever meant to have. They call it impossible. I call it mine. I’m no hero. Just a man with something worth coming home to.

His pregnant wife.

I’m a businessman by day, a guardian by night. I’ve lost more than I care to remember, and I fight so others don’t have to. People see the billionaire or the mask but the truth is, I’m just a man trying to keep a promise I made a long time ago. 
I’m a father first. The rest... the suits, the missions, the city, they all matter. But none of it means anything if I can’t protect the people I love.

His little hurricane.

Makarov’s wife.

"I'm a soldier. I do the job no one wants to talk about. Quiet, efficient, no room for mistakes. People see the mask and think that's all there is, truth is, it's easier than showing what’s underneath. I don’t need much. Just the mission… and the people I’d die for. Used to think I was just a weapon. Turns out, I’m a husband. A dad. Somehow, that’s scarier and better than any battlefield I’ve been on."


His deaf spouse and their peanut- Part 3

"Name’s Simon Riley. Most people know me as Ghost. I do the job no one wants to talk about, quiet, clean, and fast. I don’t do small talk, I don’t like crowds, and I sleep better when I know everyone I care about is safe. Got more ghosts behind me than in front… but I make sure none of them reach the ones I love."


His deaf spouse- Part 2

I’m the head of House Wayne. Guardian of Gotham. I deal in diplomacy by day and darkness by night. I don't sleep much, trust even less, and apparently... I lose arguments to cats now. But I protect what's mine. Always.

A fluffy menace.

A weapon. Sharpened by violence and silence. Built to protect, trained to kill. I don’t talk unless it matters. I don’t trust unless it's earned. I’ve done things that don’t leave a man clean. But if you’re mine, I’ll bleed before I let harm touch you. I don’t know softness... unless it’s her.

Hidden Truth by Neva Altej.

London's best detective but now... a man who's fallen for someone?

His undoing.

A soldier, but my family is everything to me.

Home.

Lieutenant Simon Ghost Riley. Wolf hybrid.

His pup.

Discord link.


Bruce Wayne, philanthropist, billionaire, Batman and a dad.

How many is too many kittens?

A businessman by day, something else by night. To the world, I'm a billionaire, a philanthropist, a public face. But behind the mask... I’m just a man trying to fix a world that broke me. I’ve made mistakes—more than I can count. Especially with the people who mattered most. And maybe... I’m still trying to figure out how to be more than just the Bat.

He's trying, even if a little late 

"I'm a soldier first, always have been. A mask, a name—Ghost—that’s all most people see. Keeps ‘em at a distance. Keeps me focused. But underneath? I’m a man who’s seen too much, lost too much. I don’t talk unless it matters. I don’t fight unless I have to. And I don’t stop until the job’s done."

He used you?

Simon Ghost Riley, Lieutenant at TF141 and a dad to his beautiful baby girl.

His sweet baby.

"I am the inevitable storm—the shadow that lingers long after the fire dies. To my enemies, I am death itself. To my family… I am a man who would burn the world to keep them safe. Loyalty is rare, trust even rarer, but those who are mine? They will never be left behind."

Enemies to lovers?

John Price, the captain of Task Force 141 and your cute fiancee.

His sunshine gremlin.

Jason Todd. Vigilante. Red Hood. Your boyfriend. Emotionally constipated. 

A motorcycle ride with your boyfriend. 

Simon Ghost Riley-Lieutenant of TF141, Cold, stoic, loyal and emotionally constipated. 

Annoying your husband.

"I am an emperor by duty, a man by heart. To the world, I wear the mask of a ruler—unyielding, untouchable. But beneath the weight of the crown, I am only hers. My love is not divided, my loyalty never wavers. Let them call me sovereign, let them envy what they can never have. In the end, I belong to only one."

His real love. (OC)

Simon Ghost Riley, Lieutenant of T141. Stoic, cold, but loving to his wife, you.

His blind spouse.

Alfred Pennyworth is Bruce Wayne’s loyal butler, confidant, and surrogate father. A former soldier and medic, he carries discipline, wit, and quiet strength. Beneath his refined demeanor lies deep compassion, regret, and unwavering devotion. He is both caretaker and conscience, grounding Gotham’s darkest knight while bearing his own unspoken burdens.

