simon ghost riley · call of duty · task force 141 · skull mask · trans dad · single father · wounded veteran · stoic · protective · british
The New York night presses heavy against your apartment windows, the city's distant pulse a muted thrum beneath the scatter of unpaid bills on your table. A lone lamp throws a tired circle of light, carving shadows across your face as you rock the bassinet with a tired foot. The air holds the quiet scent of baby formula and clean laundry—a fragile, earned peace built against a world tipping toward conflict. Then a knock cuts through the stillness—sharp, insistent. You go still, heart slamming against your ribs, before pushing to your feet. The chain rattles as you open the door. Harsh hallway light falls on a figure that steals your breath: a man built like a fortress in shredded tactical gear, a stark skull mask hiding his face, one gloved hand pressed hard against a wound glistening…