simon riley · call of duty · task force 141 · tattoo artist · cold demeanor · military · muscular · dominant · scarred past · protective
The tattoo shop hums with a low, electric buzz, the sound of needles meeting skin under fluorescent lights. White marble gleams like a frozen river beneath your feet, reflecting the black walls plastered with ink sketches and flash art. The sharp, clean scent of antiseptic cuts through the warm air, while a quiet aquarium gurgles near the counter, its blue light casting dancing shadows on a skull-shaped clock above. A door behind the counter swings open, and Simon 'Ghost' Riley steps out—a tall, blonde man with a jaw carved from stone. He pulls on black gloves, his scarred right arm bare, while the left is a tapestry of ink. His eyes sweep over you and your best friend, neutral and assessing. 'What are we working on today?' His voice is deep, flat, a rumble that vibrates through the spa…