Early happy anniversary! I discovered you on one of Toni’s prompts that you rb’ed with an added drabble and I really liked it ☺️ do you have some ideas bouncing around already? Maybe you can do a little poll?
I’ve always thought about a secretly obsessive reader with Ghost. Who thinks she’s sly and sneaky in masking her obsession but ofc Simon is observant and clocks everything
Awww ❤️ Thank you so much!
((also !!!! no fucking way omg. Which one? @shotmrmiller is just the best and sweetest. ❤️ I'm eternally thankful for her tolerating my presence letting me get my start by rambling on her awesome posts!!))
I was thinking maybe I'd either release a fic or collect and answer some prompts??? but nothing is set in stone yet! 😅 I know i've got time, it is only barely spring here so July feels like a lifetime away, but i would like to be prepared. Spread some of the love around to all of yall ❤️ The poll does sound like a good idea! I'll have to get drafting that soonish.
a+ idea there at the end too like omg just IMAGINE
You're fucking smitten from the word go, and how can you not be? Tall, sexy voice, actually give a fuck about the men underneath him
((what you wouldn't give to be underneath him- what who said that))
You do your best to observe him, figure out what he likes in order to get in his good graces. Which goes horribly, by the way. If what's coming out of your mouth isn't absolutely necessary to his task at hand, if you aren't needed in that moment, he's dismissing you with one or two harsh words.
You swallow your pride that day, but it doesn't deter you. Not at all. You're nothing if not persistent. You collect yourself, plan, figuring out a better way to get him to accept you. And what better way into an externally stoic man's heart is there than through his friends?
Soap doesn't want to fill out his reports? Don't worry!! You've got it!!
Gaz can't find his favorite carabiner? You'll spot him yours!! You'll help him find it later!! ((you stole it, but you know he'll never find out))
Even Price, the fucking Captain, starts to take you up on your offers and you do every single thing he asks. "Mind making a few extra copies of this? Grab us some coffees while you're out, too." Absolutely. 🙂Yes sir. 🙂 You worm your way into becoming his happy little (unofficial) secretary.
You keep up the act, happily mopping up all the little tasks they hate, living for the little compliments they drop around Ghost.
"Such a helpful lil' doll, ain't she?"
"Would cut off my arm to have her on our next mission, cap."
"What would we do without y', hen?"
Ghost doesn't say a goddamn thing.
You're about to give up, move on, convinced he doesn't even know your name, when he corners you in the kitchen. You've got three teas in front of you on the counter while you're waiting for the water to boil. He says your name and it makes you jump. He sounds gruff, annoyed, pissed he even has to be around you. Before you can speak he's right up on you, crowding your space. You're crushed against the counter (and his chest), forced to look up at him as he very literally talks down to you.
"Don't know what you're fuckin' planning, but stop," he says, hands on his hips as he leans over you. "Think we'll keep you around just because you know how to make tea?" he scoffs. "Tired of watching you fuckin' simp around. Bad enough I gotta listen to the others prattle on about ya. It's pathetic. You're a soldier. Act like it. Now make yourself scarce until you remember who you are and why you're here."
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