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aethelwyneleigh27 · 3 months

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Realizations

Dad!Simon Ghost Riley x Wife!Reader

Thank you guys so much for 1k, it means the whole world for me because now once did I expect to ever have my page grown this big and not once had I imagined that I would make these many friends here who happened to be so sweet. Also to @connorsui who has been most definitely been waiting the answer to this.

So in honor of 1k, I wrote this long awaited backstory for Ghost and Lovie (Ghostie's parents) that I hope you guys will enjoy since it so happens that our beloved @ave661 has posted another Dad!Ghost render. (Credits to her again for the renders in this post <3) (Sweetie, I love you but that tag on Soap with this render was unnecessary 😭🫶)

To the people who congratulated me, through replies, likes and reblogs, I owe y'all a fat kiss. Mwahhh <333

My CoD Masterlist

Taglist: @wishesforyou @puff0o0 @simp4konig @blingblong55 @azereus @rustic-guitar-notes @shadofireshinobi @09maruchan @anonymuslydumb @skeletalgoats @icarustypicalfall @ghosts-cyphera @cutenote @connorsui @capuccino192 @thesnowurzikdjinn @miss-gms-and-the-rotten-womb @celestialhole @trepaika @starryylies @demidemon09

Warnings/Disclaimers: Stalking (not by Simon), Typical mentions of CoD violence?, Mentions of Simon's past abuse, Creepy guy?? (Not Simon), Mentions of violent and a bit gory descriptions on what wanted to do to the stalker, This is not proofread yet.

With the words of my mother and in true reputation style, Are you ready for it?

I think I need to say this on my account again, English is NOT my first language and all copyrights regarding the plot and some characters within the storyline belong to me. Edit: please help me y'all, I'm losing so much relevance in the span of less than a month, my recent works have gotten nothing and I'm scared that this post proves that. I think I've learned my lesson never to take breaks ever again 😭

Simon never imagined himself in this predicament, always thinking that he'd be out there somewhere, more likely drowning himself in a mission. Not even a home, he thought that if it hadn't for your persuasiveness to interact with him back then then he'd still be back in that shitty apartment complex.

Simon placed his duffle bag on the wood of the porch, the jingling of his keys while he looked for the correct one. He tried his best to make as little noise as possible, it was passed midnight, the last thing he would want was to disturb his wife and daughter from resting.

Hauling the duffle bag in and throwing it on the couch, Simon opt to see what his girls were up to. The giggling and commotion making him smile, you both were supposed to be asleep by now but you were unable to put her to rest because she's just too hyper, so that left you to entertain her by tossing her up and catching her.

"Dada..!" A squeal from the room came, the little one snapping her head to the opening of the door making you look as well, Simon took a peek from the half-way opened door.

Adorable little thing clapping her hands together, pleased that her dad is home while sitting on her mom. She got off, crawling near the edge of the bed with no sense of danger, fortunate for her that her dad is quick with catching her before you could.

You took a deep breath from the shock, looking at your husband and smiling sweetly at him. He asked you not to get off the bed as you were about to, laying next to you he snakes his arm underneath you on your waist and pulls you in.

"I missed my girls.." He said, voice deep and laced with exhaustion, despite that his hold and gaze was the warmest it could be.

"We missed you too Si, so much." You mumbled as your eyes flutter shut to enjoy his touch. You opened them to the sound of a kiss, he kissed the little one's forehead then yours.

Sometimes you vaguely remember the first time he and you met, how it even came to be, this life of domesticity. You, him and your little girl, family is a heavy word for Simon but it was just perfect. This was the family he wanted, the family that he thought he didn't deserve and never would have.

The feeling of coming home to all this started because you were so forgetful, who knew that would be the skill that brought you to him..?

• ──── ✦ ──── •

He emptied his pockets, to the lieutenant's dismay, the box of cigarettes only had one stick left. Since he was going out to smoke it anyway, he might as well get another box from the convenience store nearby. He took his keys from the kitchen counter and headed out, hearing a little commotion that peeked his interest.

Simon never paid much mind to whatever was going on within his apartment building despite the many gossips that were present within the building and the renters. So it happens that the old lady next to his place mentions how they'll be a new tenant in the other apartment next to his.

'Thank God' Simon thought, not that he was particularly religious but he'd been hoping for the longest time for the former renter to leave because let's be honest, who wants to live next to a frat boy with no sense of shame or consideration given that walls are thin? Little did he know he'd be blessed with the next one..

"Oh- I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to.." Simon hears a voice from a little below him, he'd only register what had happened after the fact. Poor girl carrying this box bumped into him a little too hard, so much so that she stumbled back a bit.

You stared up to the 6'4 man blinking, he only shrugged it off to which you smiled to. You tried to make small talk since you were new and it wouldn't hurt to at least know one person right? After all, you were trying to step out a bit of your comfort zone.

"Hi.. I'm [Name].." He only stared at you for a while and replied, "Simon.." you gave him a warm smile before nodding and continuing to bring the boxes into your new apartment while your new neighbor entered the elevator.

You cut the boxes open to start unpacking, a few minutes in and you decided to go on a short break, you rummaged through the small box of food only to find that the recently bought box of tea was empty. You sighed at this, humming as you remembered the convenience store you passed by earlier on the way to the apartment.

Taking your keys and locking the door behind you, you made your way out the complex and walked a few blocks, you only started to notice how late it was with the streetlights coming on even though the sun is only about to set. That's something to get used to, hmm?

The cool breeze hits your skin as you enter, scent of faint instant coffee and many other kinds of foods and products made themselves known. You walked around for a while, checking on what other things you might need but then you tried to remind yourself that you were saving up and on a budget so you took a box of tea and walked up to the register.

You heard footsteps behind you falling in line, after placing the box on the counter, you searched your pockets for your wallet.

'Shit..!' you cursed yourself out mentally trying not to panic as Simon basically watches you frantically patting your pockets, you left your wallet back at the apartment. "You left your wallet-" Simon stated the obvious, "I'll cover it.." there wasn't even a time to argue with him, he just stepped next to you and placed the pack of cigarettes.

"I'll pay you back as soon as we get back to the apartment" You insisted to which Simon only shrugged and declined, it's just a box of tea and it's not like it'll make him go bankrupt, besides he liked your taste, the one you got happened to be his favorite brand.

Since you were headed in the same place anyway, you and Simon walked back together side by side, however one thing you did find odd was when he gently took you wrist and pulled you inward next to him, he was the one now closest to the road.

The walk back was silent, a comfortable silence. A few days after that encounter, you made sure to make an effort for him to know that you appreciated his gesture back at the convenience store. The lieutenant was alarmed by the knock on his door, opening it to find no person but a tupperware filled with buttery shortbread cookies.

He smiled at how tiny the plastic container looked in his hands, how he noticed the note attached "Thanks for the tea, this isn't that special but I hope you like it -[Name]" and the Sanrio themed stickers stuck onto the lid and on the top part of the tiny note. You ran out of sticky notes..

Simon found himself snacking on those cookies later on, oddly enough, they reminded him of his mom.. how she used to love baking back then, it was her way of escape whenever Simon's "father" wasn't home, as well as gardening.

For the first time in a while Simon "Ghost" Riley let out a smile that wasn't smug or a smirk but a genuine smile, one that had warmth to it, one that no matter how hard his mind tried to surppress it, his body refused to.

It didn't take long for you and Simon to get to know each other a bit, little by little it seemed like you two were becoming like friends rather than just neighbors. Let's be honest, who just randomly gives their neighbors weekly baked goods for the sole reason of "just because they wanted to"?

You found yourself always looking forward to the Friday nights chilling with him at the rooftop, mugs with hot tea on hand while he smoked and you read.

Listening to his stupid jokes and remarks that slowly turn into deep conversations and life things. Simon was just... far more open than he's ever been, sure he's talked about his day before to his comrades but never like this, not in a way where he's pouring his heart out, letting you in on how he feels about certain things.

He just got back from a mission, a rough one to be exact. Shoulders slumped from exhaustion as he walked the streets near the apartment complex, no space for his bike so he had to leave it somewhere private while he fidgeted with it's keys.

Simon swore that he almost jumped out of his own body, first instinct being to push you off but he recognized you. He gave you a questioning look, hands were shaking as you so desperately linked you arm around his.

"Hmm?" He hummed, hearing you mumbling something but it was incoherent to his ears.

"Behind us.. please Si, help..." Come to think if it, you never knew when Simon turned into Si. Best believe he knew and still remembers when perfectly.. not the time, there's a serious threat, he didn't look. He didn't need to, guessing by the heavy footsteps, some creep decided to follow you at this hour.

He slowly slipped his arm away from your grip and snaked it around your waist, pulling you in closer to his side while the two of you continued treading closer to the complex. You closed your eyes for a few seconds at a time hoping it would end.

• ──── ✦ A few days later ✦ ──── •

Knocking, frantic knocking was what Simon heard at his door. He wasn't expecting anyone, so why the sudden visit? He opened the door and saw you, Simon knew something was off from the look on your face, you looked pale as if you were sick to your stomach while trying so desperately to catch your breath.

"Can I please come in.. Simon..?" You asked in between breaths. You looked around you, especially behind you, body shivering a bit. He took notice of this and had no hesitation, he pulled you in by your arm. His grip firm but gentle, Simon closed the door behind him.

"Remember that guy who was creeping around when I asked for your help..?" You tried to explain but Simon already knew the moment your mouth opened. You had a stalker.. it was best to call the cops on shit like this.

Simon did his best even though not knowing much about how to comfort someone, he did well in making you feel safe without having to tell you that he'll do so, you just know it in your gut that he'd protect you even if it's just now.

Your breath picked up, slowly backing away from the door as you heard footsteps, clenching your fists and hoping that he didn't see you enter Simon's door. Simon wrapped his arms around you, keeping you in place and from further backing away from the door.

You felt his palm drag up and down your back, it was extremely warm, it stopped for a while. His arm wrapped around your waist, other hand in your hair pushing your head down a bit so it was buried in his chest while you gripped his shirt. Simon felt your trembling body against him slowly relax.

"Deep breaths, angel.." The nickname he whispered would've made you smile under any other circumstance but not right now, you needed to calm your nerves before you panic and make an impulsive decision that could hurt yourself. Like instructed, you followed along Simon's demonstration, pressing his forehead onto yours maybe just a bit too intimately.

You winced at the loud sound of banging on the door, you knew it too well. Simon shoved the handle of his combat knife in your hand, he told you that if anything were to happen, protect yourself with it.

As soon as the Lieutenant swung the door open, you could hear punches, things knocking over and among other things, your stalker's voice.

You'd never forget that, how pitchy it was. Nails on the chalkboard was the best way to describe it, how the man was cackling almost made you annoyed. Simon called on security and the man was dealt with, you came out from hiding and saw both fear and anger in Simon's eyes.

You would never know how much he wanted to tear that man's heart after skinning him alive for even bringing fear into your eyes.

Simon "I care too much for someone I just met" Riley finally saw how his knuckles and fingernails were caked with blood, went off to go wash it and himself.

Getting back to you after half an hour, you reached out for him only for him to withdraw, you looked at him confused and he looks at you with pure guilt..

Your eyes widened in realization, "Oh Simon.. I'm not scared.." you smiled at him. He reached out a shaky hand to you, hesitating before closing his hand back.

You took his hand in yours, bringing it up to your lips and giving it a small kiss, hoping it calms his nerves. Well it did the opposite, it even more overwhelming for him having you kiss his palm while you look up at him, watching you nudge your face into his palm so invitingly.

The way your lashes just sat perfectly atop your cheeks while you slowly blinked up at him. Pressing the same scarred and calloused hands that almost killed a man that night on your face and rubbing the back with you thumb.

Simon had never felt that much guilt before for hurting someone, only after he saw the look in your eyes, which in turn were not something he caused. For the first time in his life too, Simon was comforted by something or rather someone immensely..

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neoarchipelago · 1 year

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And they were Rommates (ending)

warnings: EVERYTHING? MATURE CONTENT DEATH ALL OF IT.

this is an edning... the epilogue will be coming, and i'm working on the epub version.

The next few days were exhausting. Amy was going through a lot. She refused to do anything or go anywhere if she wasn't with you or Simon. You completely understood it. You had already decided to make an appointment with a therapist for her, hopefully helping her deal with her fear.

You had gone through some serious meetings, voicing out your anger. Hopkins was under investigation. His incompetence had to be stopped.

All the while at home it was a frenzy. You had moved into Simon's room, leaving your room to Amy. She had a hard time being alone, she'd often sleep in your bed with Simon, or you and Simon would have to rush to her bedroom in the middle of the night.

Price had offered to watch over her one night so you could rest, but it had been automatic. As soon as the little whimpering was heard, Simon had jumped off the bed, waking you up in the process. You instantly ran after him, quickly knowing what it was all about. Price had sighed, giving up, there was nothing keeping you and Simon away from the child.

She had become the center of your and Simon's attention. And the weeks passed. Time trying to heal the wounds. Amy had started therapy, it seemed to help a bit, she agreed to sleep in her new bedroom and as a compromise she knew that she could at any time join your room if she was scared. Simon had pouted, he adored being able to sleep with his two favorite girls.

As Amy started to accept her new bedroom, the boys had decided to start the makeover. Price and Simon had been extremely focused on it. The girl now had a princess room, pinks whites and drapes. Everyone had offered princesses dresses that she kept as a collection. It was during one of the moments where almost everyone was working in the bedroom that the little girl came to you to ask something.

"Y/N… i miss mama… do you think… she lookin at me?"

You felt a little pinch in your heart. You had remembered the funeral. A horrible moment for you and her. You'd still very often take her to Melissa's grave where you had decided to keep fresh flowers as often as possible.

"I know you miss mama. I miss her too… and I know… for sure, that she's looking over you. She's proud of you. I'm absolutely sure of it."

You had caressed her cheek, as she leant in, climbing to your lap to hug you.

The week passed, yes. And things slowly changed. Soap and Margo had decided to move in together, a house really close to yours. Konig and Grim were sharing an apartment two streets away. Price had asked Liz to move in with him, deciding that time wasn't worth wasting. Gaz had decided to move in with Richard and Aquila right in front, the three becoming quickly inseparable. The house felt a bit empty. Although they'd often pass by, at least three times a week and every weekend.

Amy had learnt about your pregnancy. First she looked really happy, excited even. For a few days she looked sad, you had tried to talk to her and had cried when she asked if you'd replace her with the new baby. You had of course comforted her, that she was part of the family and absolutely nothing would replace her.

She wouldn't call you mom. And you didn't want her to nor would you force her. You'd accept it if she desired to. But her mother was Melissa. You were aunty, Y/N, sparrow. And Simon was ghost, ghosty or Simon. It was perfect like this.

The pregnancy was going well. At 14 weeks, you had started to show quite well. Simon was obsessed with you. It was hard to keep your hands off of each other. Truly. Amy had accepted to go to the mall with the team, you had remained home with him.

You felt warm. Horny. And he kept looking at you possessively, as if you were the most precious delectable thing on earth.

"Simon… you're staring." You teased, feeling how wet you were.

"How could I not? You're stunning. I want to make you mine…" he growled, slowly stepping towards you.

You had frowned, looking at your swollen stomach before teasing him again.

"Wait. Didn't you already?"

You had giggled as he tackled you softly on the couch, kissing you deeply. You had moaned very quickly.

"What was that? Do you want me darling?" He took his chance to tease you back.

You whined, kissing again, tasting him and moaning. Clothes were long gone, pulling and scratching to finally feel the skin to skin. It was more than a craving. It was a necessity, a comfort. It felt intense. Passionate.

"Simon please…"

He had chuckled. He still loved teasing you. He'd finger you slowly. Lowering himself to drop soft kisses to your belly, making you giggle through moans. Kisses traveled to your tender breast, mouth licking and sucking at your sensitive nipples.

"Simon..!" You whined again.

"So impatient…" he chuckled.

"Don't tease a pregnant woman!" You pouted.

"My apologies…" he added with a grin.

He positioned himself in between your legs, tip playing with your clit, making you moan more, desperation creeping on you.

"You alright?"

You nodded, biting your lip, feeling the tip at your entrance, slowly pushing in. You felt amazing, the stretch and fullness almost immediately responding to your raging hormones. Simon's groans and grunts only added to your desperation. He was slow, deep. He'd rarely fuck you roughly now, too scared to hurt you or the baby, thought he'd be glad to give in if you felt comfortable enough. Hands on him, lips dancing, you felt yourself wanting to cry at the intensity of your pleasure. He softly wiped the tears, dropping kisses to your cheeks, and neck.

"Lieutenant…"

You were close. So close. It edged you, torturing you. He increased the pace, feeling himself get closer and closer.

"Fuck… so pretty… round with my baby…"

God… he was so proud of it. You felt it, in the way he fucked, kissed you, gazed upon you.

"You're mine … all mine."

You were. Eternally. Foreheads touching, you felt yourself ready to burst.

"Are you going to cum… huh? You gonna cum with me baby?"

You whimpered, tears streaming. Close. So close.

"Fuck… mine. All mine…" he growled.

"Simon… ple…please… gonna… cuuum.."

"Cum for me… cum with me… fuck… marry me…"

Tipping over the edge, orgasm hitting you like an avalanche, you were exactly sure you heard it. You felt him cum, lips biting your neck softly, making sure to leave a mark.

Your high was slowly coming down, panting and heart stammering. He braced himself not to fall on you, but he remained hidden in your neck. You smiled to yourself. He probably was mortified to have asked it, especially like that.

"Yes …" you let out through your panting.

He had slowly gotten up, looking at you, wide eyed.

"Yes. I'll marry you." You added.

He had smirked, letting out a small laugh.

"Fuck yes. Miss Riley."

You had joined him in his laugh, loving looks and kisses making you melt into each other.

The news had spread like a wildfire. Everyone was already battling for a place in the wedding party. Simon had lost patience, threatening that you'd elope if they kept bickering. You were impatient. You wanted it. He had noticed it. You had walked home one day, after a shopping session with Liz and bishop that cornered you to buy a dress. Walking into the garden to a surprise wedding. Flowers and fairy lights. Amy ran to you, white little princess dress, Simon in a suit. You almost fell out of place until bishop had reminded you of the dress you had bought. It wasn't a wedding dress, but it was stunning and comfortable. And you were heavily pregnant.

Simon had teared up, Kate had walked you down to him, Price patting him in the back. To your biggest surprise, all your friends were officing. Apparently they had all decided to get certified and marry you. You had cried. Simon simply looked at you like you were the world. Everything. And you looked at him like he was your hero, the rest of your existence.

Amy was thrilled to bring the rings, the kiss making everyone cheer. Madame Riley. Miss Riley. Simon kept whispering it to you. Like a prayer. Trying to realize it.

The whole base knew by morning. Soap really couldn't shut up. But god did it make you happy to hear the recruits greet you with a 'good morning Miss Riley'.

Your next ultrasound was scheduled early, Price and Amy coming with you as Simon had to be on base. He had pouted all week for not being able to go, you had promised to come see him immediately after.

The nurse walked in as you laid down on the table. Price sat next to you on a chair, Amy on his lap.

"Well, good afternoon, Miss Riley. How are you feeling?"

"Swollen. Huge. But I'm fine." You joked.

"Well, it should be soon!"

You frowned.

"Soon? I'm only in my second trimester."

He frowned too before relaxing.

"Oh, well every pregnancy is different. Sometimes the babies like to be comfy."

"Are you saying I'm too big?" You teased, a hint of annoyance.

The cold gel made you shiver. The ultrasound started, everything was fine until the nurse froze, eyes squinting at the screen.

"Is something wrong? If there's something wrong, tell me. Now." You panicked.

"It's hum… it's nothing bad. Don't worry. But I have to check something with the doctor alright?"

Price rose, Amy in his arms, stepping closer to you.

"Price…" you looked at him, worry in your voice.

"It's alright. Breathe. Don't start panicking, it's probably nothing." He said, a warm signature smile on his lips.

The doctor had walked in, greeting you, taking his turn on the ultrasound.

"Alright… so. Here." He started pointing at the screen. "We can see a head, and here… is a second head."

You blinked. What?

"Two? Twins?" Price asked.

"Exactly. Which would explain why you look so far along. It explains your recent blood test as well. It seems to be fraternal twins."

"What… does that mean?" You frowned.

"They don't share a placenta. They're not identical twins." He explained with a smile.

You let out a breath you were holding. It was nothing. Just twins. JUST TWINS?!

"OH GOD…PRICE."

He chuckled, Amy understood the situation and she cheered, so happy that two babies were joining the family.

The way to base was a rush of anxiety. How were you going to break the news to Simon? How was he going to react?

"Y/N. Calm down love. It's going to be alright." Price said with a soothing voice.

You took a deep breath. It was going to be ok.

The team was already waiting when Price parked the car. Everyone was there, Kate included.

You had stepped out of the car, getting Amy from her car seat as she wiggled in your arms, impatient to run to Simon. Price stood next to you, winking at you before turning towards the team with you. Yes. Breaking the news. Amy ran to Simon, screaming, screeching like an adorable banshee.

"THERE'S TWO BABIES!!!"

Price burst out laughing as you closed your eyes, absolutely hating Soap for spending so much time with Amy and Tyler. You opened them back when the team let out surprised happy noises while Simon looked at you with wide eyes, Amy already climbing out of his arms to run to Tyler. You walked to him as he stepped towards you.

"Two? Two babies?" He repeated.

"Yes… twins… " you answered with a comforting smile.

He looked panicked. He opened his mouth to say something but stopped. Price cleared his throat, gaining his attention.

"Simon. Your wife is waiting for you to say something."

"Hum… yes. It's very good news. Of course darling… will… will I be up to the task?" He said, worried.

"Oh… Simon. Of course. We'll be together…I'm scared too…" you confessed.

"You don't need to. Look around you two." Price added.

The team looked at you.

"There's a whole village with you. You're not alone." He concluded.

He was right. You weren't alone. Not one second. Simon seemed to relax. He held you in his arms, close to him.

"You're amazing bunny… simply amazing… I'm in awe at you…" he whispered.

You blushed, biting your lip.

"We're going to make it… it'll be fine." You whispered back.

"Damn LT… two right in the first try… you need to stop the caffeine." Soap joked.

Simon groaned, slowly turning his head to soap to send him a death glare as the team burst out laughing.

Two babies. If the team was already obsessive with your pregnancy before now it was a hundred times worse. You couldn't catch any alone time. Picking up something wasn't even possible, gaz or soap or Liz running to help you.

"I am not handicapped!" You snapped.

You were closely watched. The pregnancy wasn't too risky but perhaps the fear that something might happen to lieutenant Riley's wife and babies was enough to set the whole base alight. It was definitely enough to have two doctors following the pregnancy and check-in on you regularly.

You were getting pissed. Annoyed. You wanted to breathe a bit. The weeks passed, the first kicks that had Simon glued to you, feeling each little push of your belly. You'd find him close to your stomach, whispering to the two little beings inside.

In the middle of your third trimester, stress and anxiety mixed with impatience. Simon was running around preparing the nursery, price and soap helping. Causing Simon to often get annoyed at the Scottish man.

You also had let your nerves get the best of you.

"No! I'm going to the park with Amy and Riley. And I do not need a babysitter. That's enough!"

"But… Y/N…" gaz tried.

"Gaz. You're a sweetheart, but I will snap at the next person who doesn't let me wash the dishes or GET A CUP OF WATER ON MY OWN."

He had nodded as you finally sighed.

"Sorry…"

"I understand. You need some time to breathe. It's probably stressful already without having us smoldering you at all times." He said with a smile.

You sniffed, nodding a bit.

"Alright, alright. But be careful, keep your phone on you."

You rolled your eyes but agreed.

Taking Amy to the park was a good moment to rest your mind. Amy enjoyed running around and playing with the rest of the children. A small cafe had an open terrasse, right in the children's playground for children's parents. You hummed at the chocolate cake in front of you and juice in your cup. You glanced at Amy running around, Riley had decided to remain with her, keeping an eye on her.

You phone vibrated, grabbing your attention. Kate was calling.

"Hello?" You answered.

"Where are you?" She asked in a rush.

"Calm down. I'm at the park with Amy." You answered slightly annoyed.

"Y/N. Keller is on base. He's here to grab the rest of his stuff." She let out, worried.

You sighed. Would you ever be at peace?

"I'm fine. Don't worry. I'm in public, the idiot won't try anything. If he does, he won't get far." You answered.

"I'm sending Simon and Price to you." She warned.

"Fine!" You let out, hanging up.

Her phone call was a premonition. A warning that would foreshadow him. You looked up as Keller walked to you, taking the seat in front of you, cup in front of him.

"So he knocked you up huh?" He spoke with a disgusted grin on his lips.

You smiled. You were oddly relaxed. Yes.

"Indeed. Twins. A boy, and a girl." You stated as if you were talking to a long lost friend.

"You ruined my life. My career."

"You did all the work. I have no credit." You answered, taking a bite of the cake. God it was amazing you had been craving it for the last hour.

"I'm not going to let you get away with it!"

You chuckled. Looking intensely behind him, making him look back. Perfect timing.

"Listen Keller. I'm going to give you one chance. To walk away." You said, steady, threatening tone. He turned back to you.

"I'm not afraid of you."

"You should. Especially now. I'm pregnant. With Amy. Alone. And you're trying to threaten me. It's possibly the stupidest thing you could do."

"And what are you going to do? Throw cake at me? I'm too close to you. No one will manage to help you on time." He took a long gulp of his drink.

"I'm not the one who needs help. Long ago you treated me like an enemy. You know what I'm capable of. Especially after everything I've been through. I grew." You said.

He frowned. Confused.

"Let me explain it to you." You started, cleaning your hands on your napkin. "You know. At first, I was all alone. Kept in a little cage, where Kate would come see me once in a while. I'd go to base, where people would be weary of me. Too far from the people I once knew.

I've gone through a lot. I lost, I loved. I met him.

He walked into my life with that skull mask like an actual ghost." You laughed softly to yourself

"It was hard. But it was worth it. He was worth it. He became everything to me. The way he loves me… is beyond what I'd ever deserve. He ran in, with his team behind him and nested in my heart where I gladly kept them there. I wasn't lonely anymore. And I was lucky enough to be loved by him.

He became everything you know?" You inquired like this was a perfectly normal conversation.

"He is my morning, noon, and night… the smile, the cries. He made me queen of his realm and I turned him into my god.

I lost so. DAMN. Much." Anger coated your voice now.

"I still remember her laugh every time I see that little girl run around." You turned your head to watch Amy play with the neighborhood's kids. Keller opened his mouth to say something but you quickly interrupted.

"You better let me finish." You threatened.

"I have been through so much shit. You've beat me up. I was kidnapped. Almost killed. I lost him for a split second and it was the most painful thing I've ever had to live. I've lost Melissa, taken in that little girl. I… I got pregnant." Your voice is laced with something you didn't ever expect to experience in your life. Your hand stroked the roundness of your belly where two little souls were aching to meet the world.

"Tell me Keller." You asked. "Do you think that after all of this… after all I've gone through… the betrayal by the people of this base who should have kept it safe, I'd walk around… with my precious Amy, pregnant, without safety?"

"Ha… you talking about that dog?" He chuckled darkly looking at Riley who laid near the playground watching Amy.

You chuckled darkly as well.

"Oh no… no. I've realized that I can't bear to lose them. My family. So. How's that drink of yours?" You grinned.

He looked taken aback before suddenly opening his eyes wide.

"You know, a woman created a poison, completely untraceable, she sold it in a bottle of perfume for women who wanted to kill their abusive husbands. Of course. It took a while to figure out the recipe, it was so many decades ago, but… I got it. I've decided I won't let anyone else threaten me and my family. Ever. " Your eyes had filled with a determination, a will that promised raging wars and death.

"Y/N!" You heard.

You smiled, glancing back. Simon rushed to you, Price and Liz not too far.

"Hi my love." You greeted him, with a soft smile.

"Are you alright?!" He worried, glancing darkly at Keller.

"I'm fine, I'm fine." You smiled up at him, hugging his hand.

"What did you give me?!" Keller panicked, his face growing red.

"I gave you warnings. I gave you a chance. And you decided to ignore them." You finally said, standing up. You dropped some money on the table, the waitress not too far.

"Miss… I think you should call the med bay. The gentleman seems to be having an allergic reaction." You faked a worried voice.

You called on Amy, Riley following her as she ran to you. Simon held you to him walking back to the rest of the team.

"What happened?"

"He tried to threaten me. I decided I had enough. I have too much to lose to be a little bird." You explained, a wide smile on your face.

He picked up Amy, hugging her tightly. He had a wicked grin under his mask.

"That's my wife."

You were unsure of what happened to Keller. Kate had kept it secret from you and you hadn't tried to search. You didn't care. It was too close to your due date, and you felt like you'd explode any second. It made you irritable. Very. The only ones who seemed to be perfectly safe from it were Amy and Price. Poor Simon tried his best to soothe your anger bursts, and he mostly managed.

You paced around, restlessly. You remembered how the doctor said walking would help with the labor. You wanted them out. Without offending the babies, you wanted them out.

"Darling, breathe. You'll tire yourself." Simon spoke from the kitchen, making the rest of the team chuckle.

"Tell your kids to get out then. I feel like a whale. My feet are swollen and I constantly need to pee." You said with annoyance.

"If they're as stubborn as you, you might have to wait a little while." He teased.

You wanted to laugh, but the annoyed part of you also wanted to flip him off.

"Listen here Simon Riley, this is your fault because you can't keep your hands to yourself and wear protection, so God help me I-"

It felt wet. Very. You gasped, the room turning silent. Amy let out a 'ew' as soap let out a little 'i'm gonna be sick…'.

You straightened yourself, taking a deep breath. Simon was frozen, wide eyed, awaiting for orders.

"Simon, please get the bags. Price, could you drive us to the hospital? I'm unsure my husband is responding to outside stimulus right now."

"Absolutely, let's go."

The way to the hospital was chaos. The entry to the hospital was chaos. Squad 141 and your team, Amy, and Tyler running around Kate showed up to a wreck of a waiting room.

"Ok every one shut it." Kate ordered. "First of all if you want to stay here, all of you, you better behave. Y/N my love, we got you a private room upstairs, the team can wait in a secluded area, but only if you want to." She said in a much softer voice.

You felt the begining of contractions. You winced.

"They can stay. But please be quiet." You let out through gritted teeth.

It took hours. Hours and hours. The more time passed, the more tired you felt. Simon had gone into a full panic. Kate and bishop tried to reassure him, first pregnancies could take time.

"Simon…" you tried through pain.

He rushed to your side, holding your hand.

"I'm ok, calm down… listen… I need you to go get the nurses…"

"What?!"

"No, calm down… the baby… one of them… is coming. Right. Now."

He gasped before rushing out in panic to call… pretty much the whole hospital.

An hour later. You were finally able to witness the father of your children, hugging the little babies against him. He had taken his mask off, looking at your children with wonder and love.

You were exhausted. It has been painful… exhausting. But fuck it was worth it.

"We haven't found any names yet Simon…" you whispered.

He looked up. Smiling brightly at you.

"Oh my bunny… you did amazing… you're my warrior… anything you want, anything."

You smiled to yourself rolling your eyes.

"I'm serious. Look. Fuck… look. You gave me everything. You've made me the happiest man alive… before I stepped into that appartement, hating the fact I had to share a living space. Falling face to face with a little bunny like girl…"

You chuckled.

"I thought I was done. Just a soldier. A ghost. Killer, torturer… a monster not worth loving. You took me, loved me, showed me sympathie… you've… handled me through my bullshit… fuck. You gave me a chance. You've shown me I wasn't alone… I had a family, you gave me beautiful babies… I owe it all to you."

Tears burned your eyes as if you hadn't cried enough.

"Simon… I Love you. More than anything. Thank you… for giving me a home." You whispered.

"I love you. To hell and back."

You chuckled.

"So… names?" You tried again.

"Anything my love, tell me what you have in mind."

You smirked.

"Well…"

The next day, the team was allowed to visit. Simon had forbidden them to even try to come by during the first 24h real hours.

"Hiiii!" Soap half yelled.

"Shhuuuuuu" the group said.

A little 'sorry' was heard from the poor boy. The babies were laying in their little cribs, both sleeping. Everyone surrounded them, Simon immediately standing to a protective stance. Amy in Price's arms stared in awe at the babies.

"Amy, my monkey…"

Price walked to you, dropping the little girl on the bed next to you. She hurried to hug you.

"How are you my little monkey, you enjoy spending time with grandpa? I'm sorry you had to stay-"

"It's ok, I had fun with grandpa and soap! They played princesses with me" she said with a big smile.

"What do you think of the babies?" You asked softly, brushing a strand of hair from her face.

"I'm really happy… I have two little cousins. They're cute." She said, eyes gleaming.

"I'm really happy my love… I hope you know that you'll always be my little monkey."

"I know" she hugged you tight.

"Soap, keep touching their little hats and I'll punch you." You heard Simon.

"Simon… it's alright" you scolded.

"I wasn't playing with them, I was putting it back carefully." Soap whined.

"So how's the mama?" Bishop and Kate walked to you.

"Tired… but in bliss." You said with a smile.

Small talk was started, hushed voices and whispers to make sure the babies remained in a peaceful slumber. Until the question was finally dropped.

"So… what's the name of these angels?" Liz asked.

Simon looked at you, from where he stood, arms crossed, near the babies. He walked to you, dropping a kiss to the top of your head.

"Well… we would like to introduce to you. Aria Kate Riley. And Eli John Riley."

Time stood still, silence filling the room. Soap suddenly let out a cry.

"Are you crying sergeant?" Kyle asked immediately.

Soap rushed to Simon, holding him in a tight hug. Simon looked at you before you threw him a knowing look. He patted soap's back.

Soap let go, turning to Price.

"They named him after us."

"Yes sergeant I've noticed." Price answered, emotion betraying his own voice.

Bishop grabbed soap so Price could go hug Simon and kiss your forehead.

Kate sat on the bed next to you. She threw a soft smile your way, earning a smile from you.

"I am proud of you." She said.

"Thank you. And… thank you, for bringing him into my life." You answered, with a knowing look.

"I don't know -"

"Kate. No one would have agreed to get me a roommate. No one. You pushed it. You chose him… probably with Price."

She looked down.

"Thank you. Really."

You turned to look at the new bickering near you. You sighed of content. Amy in Simon's arms, looking over your babies. The rest of the team surrounding them or you.

Home. It felt like home.

Simon looked at you, eyes gazing into you. Those beautiful eyes. His dirty blond hair and little scars. You remembered the first time he walked into your apartment, skull mask and duffle bag over his shoulder. You remembered the first breakfast you shared together. The first games. The first painful goodbyes and the way he saved you from Keller. You remembered it all. How everything slowly built itself to this moment.

"I love you." The words escaped your mouth, forgetting the room, the people. Silence won. Only his voice resonated.

"Oh bunny… I love you."

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Thank you.

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morverenmaybewrites · 3 days

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Hi!! Here's Sam (without her mask, it's already 2 am, i can't look at this drawing any more)

And here's her in close up, because i kissed details goodybye the moment i sighned on to use mspaint for anything digital

I'm well aware of how wack she may look to fresh eyes. There's something in the sholders that i don't like, she's leeling forward too mutch, at least to me. And i was far too deep within rendering before i flipped it, so... :|

(She also looks too mutch Like Me for me to not notice, don't know how that happened.)

But this was genuenly realy fun! Painting's something i had forgot thst i'd missed, but i did, and this was a nice teminder of how interesting it is to work in paint and also finish the thing. 👍🏻

So. Yeah. Hope her freckles are noticable, that she looks kinda ghosty (i doubt it), and that you're doing good

This is so beautiful and I'm so glad that you had fun in making it. I love everything about this. The apprehensive expression on her face, and I actually love the way she's hunching her shoulders as if she's tensing up, it's the perfect look for our poor girl. I'm glad you enjoyed yourself making this beautiful piece of art. Thank you for this! ✔️ Her freckles are noticeable and adorable. ✔️ She looks wonderfully ghostly ❌ I am feeling good.

#ask #thebluespacecow #fanart #this is so lovely oh my goodness

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sabosbabygirl · 1 year

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ajshdhdhd this is so self indulgent but Ghost with an s/o who has a pet lizard? She keeps a photo of her scalebaby next to a photo of him in her wallet and wants her ghostie to meet the lil guy 🥺

I’ve always wanted a bearded dragon!!

The Lizard and the Ghost

-Light and Cute Read

-Reader with an adorable pet lizard (bearded dragon)

-Ghost soft side

-Ghost meeting bearded dragon

You and Simon (“Ghost”) have been seeing each other for almost a year now. Because of his schedule, you tend to not see him as much as you like. On your guy’s date prior to Ghost leaving, you asked about going into the photobooth with him to take some photos. He agreed (secretly he wanted to as well so he can take a photo of you guys with him) and you both hurried along the strip. It was raining that day. His hair was wet, his light brown eyes were soft. In the photobooth you guys took 6 pictures together. 2 silly ones, 2 cute (typical couple pics) and 2 kissing ones. He ripped off one kissing, one cute and one silly then handed you the rest. You looked at them, admiring how amazing you guys look together. “I have a question y/n?”, he asked. You raised one eyebrow, he didn’t let you ask what, “when I come back, can I meet him?” he pointed to your pic of your beloved bearded dragon that was in your wallet, you shyly smiled, “umm sure” you said. Ghost seemed to really love that. “I like all animals, y/n. I was hoping you’d introduce us sooner, but I understand how nervous you get” he spoke. You lifted your eyes to his, you could see that he really meant what he said. For a man who claims he is cold hearted, he sure does the opposite of that. And before you could think another thought his lips meant yours. Perfect kiss.

At home you were all giggly. Cutting the pictures out nicely, careful not to tear or fold any corners. Things had to be neat and organized or you’d start to panic. You had an empty picture frame next to your beardies, you thought for a second and looked at the picture of you and Ghost kissing and then at the silly one where both of you were crossing your eyes. After the old eenie meanie miny moe trick, you landed on the kissing photo. You lifted the frame, it was light, a pretty blue that went well with the rest of your décor. You liked happy colors. You experienced enough trauma in your life that happy colors like: light blue, yellows, light green, etc. brought a sense of peace. You carefully put the picture in the frame and set it next to your beardies pic. You then went over to your bearded dragon’s aquarium and took him out. “You will meet Ghost one day, Archie” you told him. “Are you excited? Ghost is super nice and sweet. A bit rough around the edges but he wants to meet you when he gets back. Hopefully he comes back” you said sadly. Archie noticing your mood change climbed up to your shoulder and gave a little nudge with his head to your cheek…almost as though he was saying “he always comes back, doesn’t he?!”

4 months passed by, and you get the call, Ghost is back!! You meet him at the airport to pick him up. You are so nervous, you wore one of his favorite outfits and sprayed a little bit of his favorite perfume on you. You guys were talking a little bit while he was gone but his mission was very outlined and detailed to the point where you didn’t hear from him for weeks until you got a text stating “Safe. Love you”. Love you. He has said it before but it always feels different…like there’s more he wants to say but can’t. You see him come off the aircraft (friends/family get to meet their s/o at the actually aircraft). He is in normal clothes, jeans and a black hoodie, no mask on and you see his facial hair has grown a bit, truly sexy. He sees you and immediately jogs over with all his gear (that shit is not light), and gives you the biggest bear hug, lifting you off the ground. “I missed you so much, love” he whispered in your ear. Chills running through your body. “I missed you Simon” you whispered back. He sets you down and you both head your car. “So., Can I meet him”, Ghost asks anxiously. You haven’t even started the car yet, laughing and shaking your head “Yes you can meet Archie”. “Archie?!?! I like that name” he says smiling. You could’ve swore he did a little giddy dance.

It took about 30 mins to get to your apartment. He has never been there before. Once you the door, Ghost busts through. He examines the décor, colors and neatness. “Your apartment is very nice. I like the colors” he says. “Is it always bright?” he asks. “Yes. Until nighttime when I bring the light blocking curtains down” you say; you love sleeping in. He put his bags down in a neat way by the door and he takes his shoes off. He looks at you, “Where is Archie?”. You smile and motion him to follow you. Archie has his own room due to the lighting. You both enter the room, and you point at the aquarium. You are a little nervous since you realized you put yours and Ghosts pic next to Archies pic. Ghost goes over to the glass, careful not to touch it, he simply says “hey little guy”. Ghost looks over and sees a picture of Archie in one frame and you and Ghost in the other. He looks at you and smiles, “I see he knows mommy and I are a thing” and winks. The last thing you expected to come out of his mouth. Mommy and I. “Do you want to hold Archie?” you ask Ghost. Ghost, a little nervous now, “Yes but will I hurt him?”, you shake your head. You go over to the aquarium, open the hatch and pick Archie up. You tell Ghost to hold out his hand like so. Archie crawls from your arm to Ghosts. Ghosts gasps a little, but he is careful not to startle Archie. Archie continues to climb up Ghost’s arms and goes straight for the hood part of his hoodie. “He likes hoodies” you tell Ghost. Ghost smiles and Archie’s head is right by Ghosts neck with the rest of Archies body in the hood. Ghost slowly gets up and goes to the kitchen. “What does he like to eat?” he asks. Soon enough Ghost is not only making food for you and him but occasionally giving Archie a tiny bit of veggies and fruits.

Couple hours later you put Archie back into his aquarium. You go back to the living room where Ghost is sitting watching a movie. He looks up at you, “so…when can I move in?”, you blush and smile. “I mean, it depends on if you want all this” you motion your hands all around you. Ghost stands up and moves to where you are, “I want all of this. I want all of you. All of Archie. I want to be with you and Archie for the rest of my life. If you will have me” he said. You were slightly shocked, but you looked at him and leaned in kissing him, “I want you forever Simon”.

#cod mw2 #simon ghost riley #ghost cod #simon riley #ghost x you #ghost x reader #ghost x lizard

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ghostiewriter · 1 year

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summary: Maybe watching the sunset was their new tradition. Or, day twenty-three of ghostie's spooktober spectacular.

read here on ao3.

“Don’t you think it’s weird?”

His voice snapped her out of her thoughts, causing her to blink a few times as she grounded herself, as she remembered where she was.

The sand between her toes, the comforting smell of the salty sea, the breeze that pushed the waves back and forth along the tide. It was all so familiar but nothing could quite compare to the warm body behind her.

“Do I think what is weird?”

She turned her head back a little when she asked the question, craning her neck around so she could look at the blond seated behind her. Usually, as cliche as it sounded, in moments like this, she would find JJ staring back at her. Blue eyes that were warm and adoring, always focused on her like she was the light of his life.

This time those eyes were directed at the setting sun in front of them.

All about ten minutes ago, JJ had dragged her out of the chateau, shoeing her towards his motorbike as he was adamant they would miss the sunset. Despite Kiara’s reassurances that she wouldn’t care if they missed the first few minutes of the sunset, JJ simply scoffed and told her to hold on tight as they zoomed towards Rixon Cove where he claimed to know the perfect spot as though they hadn’t explored that beach together years ago when they were old enough to run off without their parents hovering.

The blanket they had brought with them was long forgotten, the motorbike still half-hazardly parked a few metres away but Kiara didn’t really get a chance to say anything as JJ pulled her onto the sand, settled between his legs with his arms wrapping around her with the promise to never let go.

“Just that…it’s always the same sun, you know?” JJ answered after a few moments, seeming a little distant still as he spoke. “It never changes. It’s just always that one…everyday.”

“You just found that out?” Kiara teased, her lips twitching as her eyes darted between the freckles littering his cheek. She never quite realised just how many he had until that moment, just how many were spread on his sun-kissed skin during the summer months.

“Hilarious,” he muttered before his eyes glanced down at her, eyebrows furrowed together like he was trying to piece together the thought before he spoke, to explain the words racing around in his head in a way that made sense. “It’s just that sun was the same sun that saw everything.”

Kiara blinked. “You’ve lost me, Jay.”

“Like, that sun was the same sun the day we first met,” JJ blurted out, seeming to choose word vomit over trying to calmly articulate his thoughts into a sentence that made sense. “And the same sun the day Big John disappeared, and the same sun the day after we thought we lost John B and Sarah and—”

There was a small pause in his rambles as his arms squeezed around her body, almost like an instinctive action to remind himself that she was actually there. God knows the nightmares he had over losing her felt more real than not often enough, those nights tended to leave him sleepless and restless for days after.

“That was the same sun we would watch,” he whispered, his voice was softer and a little hesitant too, almost like he wasn’t sure if the memory was good or not. And truthfully, she wasn’t sure either.

“It was the one thing we could rely on,” Kiara murmured, her hands sliding down his arms until they rested over his hands. “Anything could have happened on that island, anything could have gone wrong but…at least we knew every morning the sun was gonna rise and set at night.”

“And we would watch it,” JJ spoke as he glanced down at their hands, breaking his hold to turn one palm up towards the sky so she could slide hers on top. “Like this.”

“Please,” Kiara snorted, the sound almost ruining the ambient moment if it weren’t for the fact it was one of JJ’s favourite sounds in the world. “It took you a week before you’d stop tensing whenever I touched you.”

“Hey,” he huffed out, the act almost childish that it just made her laugh harder. “It was a confusing time! I didn’t know what was…happening between us.”

“I don’t know how I could have made it more obvious,” Kiara argued back.

JJ raised his brows. “Really? Who was the first person to confess their feelings again? Remind me, baby.”

She rolled her eyes at that. “Technically speaking, it was Sarah who confessed for you—”

“No, no,” JJ quickly interrupted, shaking his head. “You were a Nosey Nancy—”

“A Nosey Nancy?!”

“—And you listened in on a private conversation!”

“Oh please, you were practically yelling,” Kiara muttered as she slumped back against his chest, lightly jabbing his stomach with her elbow when she felt his chest rumble with laughter.

“You just wanted to know if I liked you back,” JJ teased this time around, ducking his head down to nudge her cheek with his nose.

“You’ve liked me since we were eleven, Maybank,” she retorted. “Your words not mine.”

“And look who’s arms you are in tonight,” JJ answered back, and she could almost feel the smug smile of his against her skin.

“Shut up,” she grumbled but he could see her smile peeking as she tried to fight it off. “Look! You made us miss the sunset!”

“It’s fine,” he muttered as he tilted her head towards him, his lips brushing against her own. “We can always watch tomorrow’s…or the day after that…or the day after that.”

“So all I’m hearing is that there was no need for you to drag us out of the hammock?” Kiara questioned, pulling back a little just as JJ leaned in. She only grinned a little wide when he let out a small groan of annoyance.

“Sorry for trying to be a romantic, Kie,” JJ muttered as he raised his hand to gently cup her cheek, thumb ring cool and fresh against her cheek.

“Maybe don’t start asking philosophical questions then,” Kiara whispered back to him, though she leaned into his touch.

“I was being nostalgic, baby.”

“It was three months ago, that’s hardly long enough to be nostalgic.”

“Just shut up and kiss me, Carrera.”

#ghostie's spooktober spectacular #jiara #outer banks #obx #jj maybank #kiara carrera #jiara fic #jiara fanfic #jiara fanfiction #outer banks fic #outer banks fanfic #outer banks fanfiction #obx fic #obx fanfic #obx fanfiction #my writing

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yjwhatif · 2 years

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okay three things about the group therapy session this ep. 1) i liked it! it was genuinely really sweet, awesome to see Vic and Violet again and i'm glad Gar's doing better (also Wingman is adorable). 2) like half these characters are on the Outsiders and over half know him regardless, and no one's worried about the fact Bart's missing?? no one?? not even gonna mention it?? damn okay. 3) WHERE IS EDUARDO. YOU CAN'T SHOW ME THE TAOS META-HUMAN YOUTH CENTRE AND NOT SHOW ME MY BOY HOW DARE YOU

In regards to point no. 3… I KNOW RIGHT!?! NOT EVEN A MENTION OR A LITTLE HINT THAT HE’S SOMEWHERE ELSE DEALING WITH OTHER THINGS! WE WERE LITERALLY IN THE MHYC AND GOT ABSOLUTELY NOTHING! I’m telling you now - shit better go down next episode and it better involve explaining what Eduardo’s been up to - since we now clearly have trouble in Taos with the MHYC losing its meta teens to Markovia - which I discussed a potential for in this post pre 4b starting - and we’ve got the stuff with Bart still to be addressed from the Outsiders perspective… seriously if he doesn’t show up next episode I may riot!

That all being said I still very much liked the episode and I totally agree with your 1st point - the therapy session had some great moments of characters simply interacting and supporting one another - which I love! It had a bit more of a season 1 vibe to it and was very enjoyable… even if Ed and Bart weren’t mentioned in it…

Which brings us to your 2nd point… and I can’t even think of a reason why Bart wouldn’t get brought up in a session where they’re all checking in with each other - Dick and Z saw the alert on the 5th and we’re now on the 9th - that’s plenty of time for word to get around and concerns to mount even if they all hadn’t seen the official message yet. I’m confused and would like to see where the worry is at. They don’t even seem to be dropping little hints that will come back up later when we see things from another character/teams perspective - like they did with the text between M’gann and Gar for Terminus and Into the Breach.

So ye… I am very confused… I guess we’ll just have to wait and see what happens.

Random thought - with the Bruce Wayne name drop from Dick I’m gonna predict that Bats will show up next episode - and as I’ve said before that allows for Ed’s dad showing up and that means a greater chance of Ed himself finally showing up… Also my brain decided to keep going and remembered Eduardo sr used to work for the erdel initiative which em’ree now works for and they’re likely working on the earth-m’arzz zeta tube and who’s just shown back up on m’arzz - Ghosty- I mean - Phantom Girl! I guess that would then lead to M’gann getting involved and finding out about Conner being alive and making her own plan to find him with her own team… and that all I got…

#thanks anon!#ask box #my response #yj spoilers #eduardo dorado jr #bart allen #eduardo dorado sr #phantom girl #young justice #yj #young justice phantoms #yj season 4 #my random thoughts

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slightlyaboveaverageiq · 1 year

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The whisperer: Part 9 (Wally Clark Fic)

My little group of ghosties really took the whole dead asleep thing a little too far. I had been ready for 20 minutes and was still trying to wake them up or else we were going to be late. Well I was going to be late to be more precise. Where the hell was Wally? I counted again one, two, three…

“Are you looking for me?” A low voice whispered into my ear from behind me and I couldn’t help the shutter that ripples through me, there was no way he could have missed that. “I woke up while you were still sleeping and went for a run.” He answered his own question and proceeded to walk over to my bed to try to wake his fellow ghosties up.

“Mori?” Oh poor Dawn she’s adorable when she wakes up. She gets up and starts rearranging herself as do the others slowly but surely. Dawn messing with her hair clips remind me of something that I wanted to test out today. Walking over to the pile of things I had carefully selected the night before I started passing them around.

A headband for Dawn, a scarf for Charly, a ring for Rhonda and a necklace for Wally. They each stared at their token in confusion and I smacked my forehead. “Put them on you idiots” they each shrugged before putting them on and looking at me expectantly.

“What’re you thinking Mo?” Jesus Wally are we really doing this this early? I bit my lip and Rhonda cackled before stopping realizing this was not a funny situation no matter how uncomfortable I was or how oblivious Wally was.

“Well google says my energy is what’s allowing you to leave with me. So I’m wondering if things I’ve worn would also allow you to come here.” Seemed logical in my mind. “Now if im sick or something you guys can come visit without having me to come and get you” Rhonda playfully scrunched her nose up at this.

“Why would we want your sick germs you nasty.”

“I’ll come visit you while you’re sick Mo!” Wally jumped on me and I swear my whole underwear was flooded luckily Rhonda pulled him off of me and didn’t make a joke about how heavy I was breathing.

“Come on you idiots I gotta get to school.” They followed me out Wally hanging back the last to walk out the door.

“Excuse me Mo, he squeezed his way through the door and in the process his back rubbed across my nipples and I held the gasp back that threatened to come out.

“He cannot be that oblivious.” I whispered under my breath to Rhonda and she shrugged.

“He’s not, he asked if ghosts and humans could have sex remember?” I literally stopped in my tracks and she rolled her eyes and pulled me along with her. “Come on whorigan you can be turned on later.”

Wally was doing this on purpose, he knew exactly what he was doing when he walked by, which meant he knew exactly what I was doing in the bathroom and probably the note.

#wally clark #rhonda #school spirits #fanfic

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insomniac-jay · 2 years

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Civilian File: Yasuko Kurakimichi

Full Name: Yasuko Kurakimichi

Age: 2 (Main timeline), 20 (Young Heroes AU), Late 20s or early 30s (BNHA Next Gen)

Gender: Non binary (She/They)

Nationality: Japan

Ethnicity: Korean/Spanish/Japanese

Occupation: Student, waitress, custom dress maker (later)

Affiliation(s): Miss Maid Cafe

Description:

Design notes:

I know I haven't showed their father Hypnos yet but you can imagine his design based on the eyes alone.

Yasuko's sclera is also purple like his.

Is winged and her wings look like the night sky.

Personality: While kind hearted and gentle, Yasuko often feels like society pressures them into following their parents' heroic footsteps when that's not what she wants. This deviation has led to them getting much hate from people who were excited to see them as a sidekick to their parents, Hypnos (Yumeo Kurakimichi) and Pasithea (Seo-yeon Kurakimichi).

Though she loves and adores their parents and family, knowing they'd never do anything to harm them. Instead, Yasuko prefers a simple and quiet life away from the spotlight.

Yasuko loves any and all forms of art, especially fashion. She grew up reading fashion magazines and taping pictures of models wearing cool and colorful clothes on their wall. She especially liked the dresses female characters in movies would wear, fueling their passion to become a dress maker.

Quirk: Dreamland

Yasuko can produce an indigo colored sand that allows them and others to live out their greatest dreams. It is benevolent in nature, much like Pasithea's.

Family:

Yumeo Kurakimichi | Hypnos

Seo-yeon/Utau Kurakimichi (nee Yun/Kyusoku) | Pasithea (Mother)

Suima Kurakimichi (Younger brother)

Nemuriko Kurakimichi (Younger sister)

Seo-Hyeon Yun | Nightmare I (Aunt; Deceased)

Yun | Nightmare II (Cousin)

Ismat Yun | Embalmer (Cousin)

Kurakimichi Clan (Relatives)

Enma & Yomijin Kurakimichi (Ancestors)

Paired with: TBA (Anyone wanna have a go with them?)

@floof-ghostie @calciumcryptid @opalofoctober @elflynns-horde-of-stuff @pizzolisnacks @peachyblkdemonslayer

#jay's bnha ocs #young heroes au #characters: children #characters: next gen ocs #oc: yasuko👗

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dragon-chica · 1 year

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i saw ur enid nsfw hcs 😩😩😩 mayhaps,,, wednesday nsfw hcs?? (she's become my religion/obsession in like a week LOL) aLSO JUST WANTED TO SAY 🫰🫰🫰for the gn reader its soooooo difficult looking for something completely gn i forever adore u for that ty

- 👻 anon

Hey there Ghostie lol, I've actually done the full NSFW alphabet with Wednesday and a post of general NSFW headcanons with her too (don't worry man, you are far, FAR from the only one)

I'm glad I hit the mark! I honestly just prefer writing gn and automatically write it but am also unobservant so if I miss something, I'm unlikely to catch it quickly. Other than Batmom, all my fics are gn and if it's something like fics about boobs, still gn language :)

But there's definitely some Wednesday if you scroll through my blog or search "wednesday addams x reader"

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strelitziareginaee · 4 months

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MEET THE MUN!

name — Ghost/Ghosty

pronouns — she/her

preferred comms — Discord (Ask for Discord!) and Tumblr IMs

name of muse —

Main Muse: Strelitzia Side Muse: Cinderella

experience in RP — A long time. I've been rping since the Myspace days! Then I bounced around a lot. Left Tumblr for a few years and recently came back.

best experiences — I used to be a part of the Kingdom Hearts community back when Tumblr was really thriving (in the early 2010's), when rping in groups rather than independently was a big thing. I roleplayed Vanitas and made some really awesome friends in that group! We called ourselves the KH Crack Crew, lol. We would all talk every day on Skype! Those were good times and sometimes I still think about all of them. We just sort of drifted apart when we started to explore other fandoms, and yeaaaaa.... I still miss my KHCC squad sometimes, though we're all still friends on Facebook!

pet peeves / dealbreakers — Godmodding. I can't stand it. Even if it's something as small as assuming what my character is going to do next. If you want to have the scene go a certain way, there's a way you can write it and if my character does deviate from your original plan, you can take the story elsewhere. That's what can make rp really fun! The only times I'm willing to let it slide is in drabbles, lol.

My other pet peeve is taking what my character does way too personally outside of character. Like, ya'll know this is fake, right? lmao. At the end of the day, we're just writing our silly little characters in our silly little worlds. If it's ruining your day that badly, please go outside and touch some grass.

muse preference ( fluff, angst, smut ) — So I'm actually a huge sucker for romance plots. Romance, fluff, smut, slice of life. Also omegaverse, hehehe. I'm also a huge historical romance nut (think Bridgerton, lol)!

I've sort of moved on from fandom muses and now focus more on OC's (I really only rp on Discord these days, and 9/10 times it's M/M. I do have a F/F historical romance plot that I adore rn tho). Strelly and Cindy are the first muses I've picked up in years, and started rping on Tumblr again. So sometimes I feel rusty playing an established character I didn't make myself. But I'm trying! 〒▽〒 Anyways, give me that romantic nasty shit!! And make it gay as hell!!

plot or memes — Both! I think it's fun to meme and get into a character's mind that you normally wouldn't get a chance to play out. Or just being silly gooses. But I'm also down for always plotting and making something deep and personal!

long or short replies — Either, or! It depends on the plot, the situation that's happening in the story, or what length my rp partner sends me. I'm pretty good about matching the length of a partner's. Unless I got nothing else to say, then it'll be on the shorter side. Like, if our characters are just chatting and there's no action involved, of course it's going to be short.

best time to write — In the mornings! I do rp replies in between slow periods at work. I work from home, so I can get away with it, lol. Which is why you'll see me online for a good part of the day. It's also when I have the most energy. I'm an early bird and I'm burnt out by the time the evening rolls around. Sometimes I can write in the evenings, but that's very rare. So I try to knock out as much as I can in the mornings.

I'm rarely RARELY available on the weekends. That's when I'm the busiest~

are you like your muse —

I'd say yes. Although I don't have a green thumb like Strelitzia. I can't keep plants alive for the life of me. I have a lot self doubts like her too, and I struggle to make friends since I'm incredibly shy and struggle to connect with others on a personal level. ಥuಥ Me and Strelly be fighting for our lives out here!

Cinderella though, I resonate with her a lot. I grew up in a household where I was the cleaner and cook, and I just... know exactly how she feels, LOL.

tagged by: No one! Stolen from Litoredeem. Tagging: Feel free to steal!

#{; ooc prompt ;}#{; dashboard meme ;}#{; just a little way to introduce myself to you all uwu ;}

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luthien-under-bough · 7 months

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Luthian, sorry I meant adorable not orange.

Oh, remember guys she asks what he looks like and he says he has hair like hers. So she would at least know he's Valyrian.

I'm sure if she wanted to find out more about his "family" he wouldn't care to do that.

Grumpy ghostie is cagey

"I meant adorable not orange." 💀 here i was thinking it was some kind of new slang the kids today are using and i'm just too old to get it.

I'm going to include another Anon here because I think it ties in nicely:

I added this to my notes:

She can’t see him, but Daemon tells her he has hair and eyes like hers. She realizes he must be Valyrian too but it’s not clear exactly who he is. He’s missing memories from his life, but he knows his name is Daemon.

#my asks #ghost 2 au

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inkandpen22 · 3 years

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The Princess and The Pogue (pt. 3)

Pairing: JJ x Female!Reader / Topper x Female!Reader

Warnings: underage drinking, mild swearing, mentions of drugs

Words count: 2k (it’s short but the next part is long)

Part Summary: As the night dwindles away, JJ feels pressured to secure a place in your life. His chances grow times ten when Sarah arrives with some interesting news.

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You and JJ share a log around the fire. His arm rests over your thigh, his hand gripping your knee slightly. Your chin rests on his shoulder as you two exchange whisper back and forth, making the Pogues sick with how lovey-dovey you two already are becoming.

“What are you doing tomorrow?” JJ asks, kinda hoping he could ask you for real date but he’ll understand if you already have plans.

“Hanging out with you,” you cheekily answer, earning a blushing grin from him.

“Oh! cool, cool...” He presses his lips together with a faint laugh, finding it hard to hide his childish grin.

You giggle at his bashfulness. He’s so shy around you and you can’t help but find it adorable.

"Here comes Sarah!" Kiara announces as he spots their friend's car rolling up the drive.

You and JJ finally break your hype-focused attention away from each other. Almost to make up for the lack of verbal communication, JJ shifts closer to you and plants a quick peck to your temple.

"Hey! Sorry for the delay!" Sarah announces as she walks over from her car. John B rises from his position, trying to intercept Sarah before she sees you and JJ. Once she reaches John B, she notices how you and JJ are sitting. Her brows scrunch together, but she does her best to mask her confusion. "My parents were having a hissy fit about me borrowing the car. I told them and Y/N's parents that we were staying the night at Kiara's since she doesn't feel well. I hope that's okay, Kie," she asks as she gets closer to the bonfire.

"Yeah, no problem!" Kiara waves her hand, not caring at all.

"Wait, so what's the game plan?" You ask Sarah, but also everyone else for their input. You're thankful for the group's help, but weren't exactly prepared for an overnight stay. You understand why Sarah did this nonetheless.

"You all can stay here tonight," John B shrugs as the Pogues do it all the time.

"Your parents believed it," Sarah assures you. "I would just text your parents to help it seem more legit."

"Okay! I'll text my mom," you comply with enthusiasm.

Hey, I told Sarah to tell you but in case she didn't, we're staying over at Kiara's tonight. I had to drive her home in her dad's car because we think she got food poisoning or something. I'll text you when I'm heading out in the morning. Sarah can drive me home or something :)

"Finally! It'll be nice not being the only girl! I was kinda hoping you and Sarah would stay over anyway," Kiara adds, offering you a kind smile.

"That makes two of us," JJ whispers for only you to hear.

"My folks were pretty pissed about me ditching on the party, so I feel no urge on going home," Sarah huffs, right as John B asks for her to help him inside real quick.

You and JJ watch as John B escorts Sarah inside by the arm. They try to be nonchalant, but it's so obvious they're freaking out. Sarah's whispers aren't exactly quiet and John B's doing his best to fill her in on what he knows.

JJ turns his face toward yours with a smirk, suppressing his laughter. "They're definitely talking about us."

"Oh for sure!" You nod slowly with a snicker.

You two share in your amusement as your friends slowly lose their minds. A Pogue from The Cut was caught kissing the Princess of the OBX. If your friends from the other side of the island found out they would have an even more dramatic reaction.

Your phone buzzes in your lap and it's from your mom.

Ok. Text me when you wake up.

"All set!" You voice to everyone remaining around the fire. "I doubt they'll even care since "I'm still on the Figure 8,” you make air quotes.

"Yay!" Kiara claps her hands.

"I say we watch a scary movie tonight!" JJ suggests beside you.

"The Conjuring!" You vote swiftly, earning a laugh from JJ.

"No!" Pope instantly refuses. "Nope! Last time we watched that you guys made me sleep on the porch and I heard creeks all night!"

"Aw, I'll stay with you tonight Pope," Kiara offers, reaching for her friend's hand with a pout. "I'll keep you safe from all the ghosties."

JJ leans in brushes his lips against your ear. "You gonna keep me safe?"

You smile softly, turning your head toward him as you nod slowly. "I'll have your back if you have mine."

His beautiful eyes meet yours in the gold flickering light of the fire. "Always, Baby." He plants a kiss to your lips, this time slow and comforting, as though you two have been doing it forever.

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All six of you are gathered in the living room, watching The Conjuring. John B and JJ insisted that all lights in the house must be off, much to Pope's dismay. Kiara and Pope are positioned on the carpet, their backs against the couch. Pope has been hiding in a ball with his face behind the blanket he shares with Kiara. Sarah and John B are sprawled comfortably on the couch, well invested in the movie. You and JJ share the old red recliner, tucked close in a ball under a comforter. Right before the movie starts to get interesting, you shift forward in your position. JJ whines, disappointed in the loss of contact. His pouty face makes you giggle and he playfully tries to keep you close by holding onto your wrist.

"I need another drink, anyone else?" You offer quietly, making sure not to step on Kiara or Pope on the floor on the way to the kitchen. You receive various forms of declines as you do your best to navigate your way through the dark and unfamiliar house.

Finally finding yourself in the kitchen, you make yourself a glass of water. The moonlight shining through the window over the sink acts as your saving grace. Suddenly, you feel a pair of arms slip around your waist, causing you to jump.

"Hey, Gorgeous," the blonde whispers against your neck.

"JJ!" You gasp your heart racing.

"Did I scare you?" He chuckles quietly to not alert the others.

You spin in his hold and nudge him on the shoulder playfully. "You did that on purpose!"

"Not really but-" In one swift motion, JJ picks up and places you on the counter. He parts your legs to stand between them. His palms glide up and down your thighs. "That I did mean to do," he smirks, biting down on his lip.

"JJ! Y/N! You're going to miss the wardrobe part!" Pope shouts, his voice shaky with fear.

"I wish I had spoken to you sooner," JJ confesses abruptly, completely his friend in the next room. All he cares about right now is you.

"Dido," you smirk, placing your arms over JJ's shoulders.

"Really?" He voices in disbelief. Despite how much you've reassured him or have reciprocated his affections, he still isn't convinced that you truly like him.

"That first time I saw you at the Cameron's?" You recall with raised brows. "Um, yeah! You looked hot in that pale green Ron Jon shirt."

"I can't believe you remember that," he shakes his head, leaning in closer to you. I thought there was no way you'd know who I am."

"JJ," you say his name in a mild groan with a toss of your head. How can this boy not see how amazing he is? "You're definitely worth remembering."

"It was at the Boneyard," he states a matter-of-factly.

"What was?" You grin.

"The first time I ever saw you," he tilts his head back slightly, relieving his sharp jawline. "You were dancing with Topper on the wall. The fire made your skin glow and shimmer like bronze. You wore a navy blue bikini with ripped white booty shorts. Your hair was half up and all I could think about was how much I wanted to run my fingers through it. You were the most beautiful girl I had ever seen," he tells you, never once breaking eye contact.

"That was last summer!" You can't believe he remembers that.

"I know," he replies as though it's completely ordinary.

Your jaw drops, "you're saying you've been waiting to talk to me for a year?!"

"Okay well, when you put it that way," he tries to play it off and be cool now.

"Aw JJ!" You express a little too excitedly, bringing your hands to his cheeks.

JJ is quick to press his hand over your mouth. "Shh, Baby. Before you alert everyone in the living room!" Mischievously, you plant a kiss on his palm, catching him off guard. JJ swallows hard, peering down at you with hooded eyes. "Okay, now you're just teasing me."

You place your hand over his and remove it from your mouth. "You make it too easy," you giggle in a whisper.

JJ simply stares down at your lips as he bites down on his own. Before you have a chance to react, he hungrily presses his lips to yours. Ever kiss up until now has been gentle, new, and hesitant. Now, JJ is forgetting his nerves and is acting on impulse. He breaks away from you and moves his assault to your neck. You comb your fingers through his thick blonde hair, gripping the strands on the back of his neck.

"JJ," you pant breathlessly as your eyes fall shut. "What are you doing?"

"Making up for lost time," he breathes against your neck. I'm really kicking myself right now."

"It's my fault too," you try to speak as JJ makes a track down your neck to your collarbone. "I could've at least said 'hi' instead of smiling like an idiot."

"At least you were nice," JJ mumbles against your chest. "I was a statue. Plus, I always thought you and Rafe may be-"

"Ew! Don't even finish that sentence," you scoff in disgusts.

"You were always at the Cameron's. He's always on top of you and watches you like a hawk," JJ explains as he pops up for air.

"He's had a thing for me for a while now. I've turned him down," you inform him.

JJ frowns in confusion. "Why?"

You figured it would've been obvious, especially considering how much JJ hates Rafe. "He's an arrogant ass. He thinks he's invincible and I hate people like that."

"Well, you can tell him you're taken now," JJ grins, leaning in to kiss you.

"Oh, I am?" You question playfully against his lips.

"Yep," the boy nods as he begins to glide his lips across your jawline. "You're mine... and only mine..." He whispers, making you bite your lip with anticipation. Boy, this kid knows how to get you turned on. "I'll make sure everyone in the OBX knows it too," he declares as he starts to suck on the sensitive skin on your neck. At the rate JJ is going, he's certain to leave a mark or two, just as he wanted.

"You guys!" Kiara calls this time.

JJ huffs with annoyance as he appears out from your neck. "Coming!" He shouts, completely unfazed by what he was just doing. "Got you're so sexy," he plants a quick peck to your lips. "I hope you know I'm going to be dying through this entire movie."

Ever the gentleman, he grips your waist and helps you down from the counter. He slips his hand into yours and grabs your water with the other before leading the way back into the living room.

"She couldn't find the sodas in the fridge. I had to grab a new box from the back," he conjures up as you two cross the living room toward the recliner.

"Sureee," John B and Sarah say in unison with amusement.

"Sorry guys, what did we miss?" You ask while you and JJ get settled.

After you take a quick sip from your water, you place it on the side table between the recliner and the couch before getting comfortable again with JJ.

"Nice water, Y/N." Sarah giggles as she peaks over from the couch at your hand, earning an eye roll from JJ.

"The crazy demon lady jumped on the daughter. I hate this!" Pope rushes out to answer your question.

"Oh my God! You're fine, Pope!" Kiara groans, not hiding her annoyance.

"I wish it wasn't so dark in here!" Pope shouts dramatically.

"I kinda like it," JJ purrs in your ear.

You turn your head to the side and he plants a kiss on your lips. As the others watch the movie, you and JJ spend most of the time whispering back and forth or too caught up in each other physically to talk at all. Of course, you two are respectful of your friends and keep it PG. Yet, you can't get enough of each other. It's all so soon, energetic, and freeing. As the thought of tomorrow morning lingers in the back of your mind, you’re starting to dread the idea of parting from JJ.

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Tags: @starkeythinker @bethii1 @thegunnerkelly @cc13723things

#jj maybank fic #jj mayback x reader #jj maybank imagines #jj maybank fluff #jj #john b routledge #sarah cameron #rafe obx #pope #kiara #topper obx #obx jj #obx #obx fanfiction #outterbanks #outer banks #topper outer banks

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thefanficmonster · 3 years

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Not Alone

Valkyrae (Rae) x Reader (Gender Neutral)

Warnings: Mention of death of a pet, Grieving

Genre: Fluff, Comfort, Angst

Summary: When Y/N doesn’t join the scheduled stream of Among Us with some cheap reasoning that everyone else falls for, Rae is far from convinced. She goes on to check the situation on her own just for her suspicions and worries to be confirmed further - something is off about Y/N and Rae is nothing if not determined to find out what.

Requested by @alex3atsbugs Hello dear, consider this my farewell to the adorable little Marceline, I hope the cutie is looking down at us from heaven right now. Marceline, I might not have known you but I miss and love you regardless. You have a special place in our hearts and you will never be forgotten. All my love, Vy ❤

“Ok so we’re only waiting on Lily now, right?“ Sykkuno asks, adjusting his earbuds as he scans over the settings for the game since he was the one to create the lobby which is now almost complete - lacking one more astronaut before the game can start.

Rae, who’s been scrolling through Instagram, looking at fanart and edits, snaps her head up to look at her computer monitor with confusion written all over her features, her brows furrowed, “Wait, what about Y/N? Aren’t they coming?”

This sudden change has surprised Rae more than someone would consider reasonable. But, in her eyes, it’s perfectly reasonable and justifiable considering Y/N has never skipped a stream nor have they ever not reported to her even for the tiniest of things such as running late. Even if they are not joining today, which is a huge oddity in and of itself, they would’ve definitely told Rae about it.

“Oh, no they won’t be joining us today. They said they were experiencing some technical troubles.” Sykkuno replies nonchalantly which aggravates Rae a tiny bit. She cannot comprehend how no one else is seeing anything odd here. Maybe it has something to do with how attentive she is when it comes to Y/N - she’s not sure why, but she is - or maybe it’s just a gut instinct but regardless, she can’t shake the feeling that something’s wrong. Not to mention that in all their years of streaming together on Twitch and now on YouTube never has Y/N dealt with technical difficulties that led to them not being able to stream.

Y/N is the type of organized person that is constantly on top of things. They’d never let a technical difficulty get between them and providing their fans with entertainment. Chances are, if there really was an issue, it would’ve been fixed by now and even if it wasn’t...

Y/N would’ve let me know they wouldn’t be joining, Rae’s mind screams, almost altering her calm facial expression.

“Hey can you give me about five minutes? My router’s acting up, I’ll restart it.“ Rae blurts out without as much as a second thought. Her thoughts are elsewhere right now, she’s got more important things to worry about. Luckily, her ability of rational thinking pushes through to the surface even without her guidance.

She mutes her in-game and stream mics, takes her phone and rises from her chair, giving the camera what she hopes is a more apologetic rather than distressed smile before walking off-frame. Once out of view, she dials Y/N’s number, tapping her foot anxiously as she waits for her call to be picked up.

“Hello?“ When it does get answered, she’s met with a sniff before the weak voice utters the hesitant greeting word.

“Hey Y/N! What’s up?“ Rae tried to balance her question between a ‘what’s up?‘ in the ‘what’s wrong?‘ sense and the usual cheerful greeting she uses it as. She doesn’t want to end up seeming paranoid.

“Oh, hey, Rae. Nothing much. Aren’t you supposed to be streaming right now?“ Y/N’s tone raises a bit as they try to apply a bit more energy and enthusiasm into their words, presumably to erase any suspicion that sniffle might’ve caused in their friend who appears to have a sixth sense for when things are up with the people they care about. Or with Y/N specifically.

“Um...“ Rae spares the stream set-up a skeptical look, buying herself time to think of an excuse to partner her negation. She doesn’t want to lie to Y/N but she’s aware that they’ll be quick to ditch the conversation and postpone it if she admits to indeed be streaming. “Um, no, not yet. We scheduled it a bit later. Will you be joining us?“

“Uh, no, sorry, I won’t be able to. I’m sick and feeling like absolute crap so...“

Rae automatically stops listening, not on purpose, she just can’t hear Y/N’s voice over the alarms going off in her head, screaming at here that there’s something SERIOUSLY wrong. The stories not adding up - neither of them making sense to begin with - the lack of any authentic energy in Y/N’s voice, that sniffle she heard at the start of the call. It’s all so scarily wrong that it sends Rae one second away from entering full panic mode.

“I thought you were having technical difficulties.“ She blurts out without any thought of it’d make Y/N feel or how it would change the course of the conversation.

Y/N inhales sharply as if caught completely off-guard and backed up into a corner, “Oh, yeah, that too. My computer keeps crashing.” Being backed up into a figurative corner doesn’t stop them from trying to further pursue this lie they’ve come up with. A lie so blatant and obvious there’s really no point in them trying to keep it going. Yet they choose to do exactly that.

“Y/N, you’re BSing me, you should know better than that!“ Rae whines almost desperately, “Please, tell me what’s going on? We’re friends, I don’t deserve to be kept in the dark, Y/N!“

There’s silence on the other end, loud silence that almost sends Rae into a breakdown. Some may consider it an overreaction, but let me ask you - wouldn’t you be upset and worried if someone you immensely care about was acting oddly and completely out of character.

“You’re going to think it’s ridiculous.“ Y/N’s voice cracks, letting it be known, clear as day, that they are barely balancing on the edge between keeping it together and crying.

“Of course I won’t, baby! I would never! Talk to me.“ Rae pursues, her heart breaking a little at the sound of her friend’s sadness. It’s taking a really big toll on her, not being able to hold Y/N in her arms instead of trying to gauge out their answers over the phone which is proving to be not at all effective or helpful to either of them.

Y/N sniffles again, “My hamster, Marcy...” She inhales to prevent a sob from escaping her lungs, “...died this morning.”

Rae has heard enough to be sent into action.

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“Thank you so much, Rae. I would’ve probably stayed in bed all day with no effort to keep living whatsoever. You’re an amazing person, I hope you know that.“ Y/N gives the hand of Rae’s that’s holding hers a small squeeze, “I’m so lucky to have you.“

The two friends have been sitting on the couch in Y/N’s living room, the atmosphere a mix of melancholy and comfort. The comfort Rae’s been offering Y/N for the past hour or so has been almost entirely silent, in the form of physical affection, to be exact - hugs, soothing backrubs, gentle abstract patterns drawn on their arm, playing with their hair etc. Needless to say, it’s been far more effective than the attempt of calming them down and helping them out over a phone call.

“Don’t ever thank me for being your friend, Y/N. The honor’s all mine“ Rae rubs Y/N’s shoulder reassuringly, resting her head against theirs.

“Rae, you ditched a whole damn stream for me! Of course I’m gonna thank you! Who else would do that for me?“ Y/N protests, their glossy eyes looking up at Rea, lit up by the small smile that has managed to make its way onto their face.

“Only someone utterly stupid and heartless WOULDN’T do that for you.“ Rae says firmly, holding stern eye-contact with her friend.

Y/N looks away almost shyly, smile growing wider, their cheeks becoming rosier. “You have a way with words, you know...” They bite their lip nervously, “Could you help me express my emotions in the post I’ve been planning to make all day? My fans loved Marcy and I’m sure they’ll be as crushed as I am, I just want to appear strong so they don’t worry about me, you know?” They shrug their shoulders hesitantly as another tear escapes their eye.

Rae carefully and gently wipes their tear away with her knuckles, “Of course, Y/N. You don’t have to do this alone - you don’t have to do ANYTHING alone. Because you are never alone - you’ll always have me.”

Something about what Rae just said and the way she said it has struck a nerve in Y/N that has provoked a few more tears to spill out of their eyes as they somehow manage to whisper a: “Thank you” before throwing their arms around Rae, enveloping her entirely in the warmest of embraces.

Meanwhile....

“Yo guys, how long does it take for a router to be reset?“ Sykkuno asks his fellow ghostie buds out of the blue.

“Less than five minutes. Why?“ Lily replies.

“Cause Rae said she’d reset her router and be back but she’s been gone for two hours so....“

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bisexual-horror-fan · 2 years

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i’ve been gone a while, got any recs for me ?(preferably for my favorite ghostie boys)

Oh of course Danny! Anything for you! So lets start off with some of my stuff you might have missed.

"Afternoon Delight" Stu Macher X AFAB! GN! Reader. NSFW.

Smutty one-shot with Stu, friends to lovers, spawned because I realized there is a stained glass window on the second floor of the Macher household and deciding that something needed to happen with that.

"You're Timing Couldn't Be Worse." Billy Loomis X GN! Reader. NSFW.

Billy calls the reader with intent of harm but it turns dirty instead! A classic set up.

"Movie Night." Billy Loomis X FEM! AFAB! Reader. NSFW.

Movie date night with Billy finally esclates to more.

"Are You Seriously Enjoying This?" Billy Loomis And Stu Macher X FEM! AFAB! Reader. Poly!Ghostface. NSFW.

Predator and prey with Poly!Ghostface, super filthy, super fun.

"Report To The Fort." Billy Loomis And Stu Macher X AFAB! Reader. NSFW.

Blanket fort date night get's steamy, what more do you need?

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These are some great Ghostie boy hits of mine you might have missed! Hope these help satisfy some of those cravings but now for me to recc some other lovely people's stuff!

"Stalkers Tango" By @feelin-woozy Soggy always brings it, we know this but this one really stuck out as one to recc, deff darker, mind the warnings but I would be a total fucking idiot to not recc this when it is so good and so in character. Amazing Poly!Ghostface meal to be had.

"Ringing." By @ghosttease Now this is some of that good-good new shit. I am offically in love and obsessed. This is some high quality Poly!Ghostface content, hits some of my fave kinks, lots of teasing and denial, adore the characterization, just top notch stuff. Dying for more stuff from Norah already.

"Final Girl." Series by @looooooooomis If you haven't read this series yet you totally should it is fucking AMAZING I eagerly await every single update with a passionate fervor just Lex is fan-fucking-tastic. Sneaking around with Billy is so hot and the emotions hit hard as fuck too!

"Comfort." By @imbleedin-out Lily is amazing. I love Lily. This is the first Billy Loomis thing Lily has written and it took me out, I am so into this, not super long but just so RIGHT! I cannot wait for her to write him and Stu more.

"Kinktober Day 20: Video Call Sex." By @thirsting4slashers So B always brings it, we know this, they have posted a bunch of Poly!Ghostface goodness in their Kinktober event but I am gonna recc this one in particular because it is just so damn hot and totally them. Much love, big smooches to B.

"Obsession." By @urmomsinmybed Short. Sweet. To the point but I loved this, a real stand out, I just had to mention it! Billy being creepy and obsessed. Correct.

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YJ NOTES FOR EPISODE 15… (spoilers)

The timeline intertwines with Zatanna’s arc — nice touch.

It’s interesting that the Legion refer to everyone by their hero identity even when they’re not in costume- differing from Bart who outed Tim and Dicks real identities when he arrived in the present.

Does Ghosty react to the rock or is it Conner pulling her closer? Either way, what’s going on with her? Why does she remain unconscious? Is the phantom zone another type of ghost dimension and when she tried to save Conner she accidentally phased them both out of reality? We know phasing more than one person wasn’t easy for her back on M’arzz - so maybe the stress of phasing Conner plus the explosion and the environment is what knocked her so out of sync she can’t pull out of it?

I love how protective Conner is of Ghosty

What if the events of the prophecy aren’t quite what they seem - they probably are but this has been in my head and I wanna say it… what if the three that rise is because someone gets injured or killed turning the water red with blood - someone did point out that all the grouping keep turning into fours instead of threes. Also I’m convinced something very bad is gonna happen to someone close to Kaldur to cause him to reach breaking point - and that’s all I can think about.

I’ve heard this suggest a few times but I don’t like the idea that Kaldur’s the one true king - it could happen - but I don’t like it. Kaldur’s got enough to deal with. Boy needs rest - not royal duties. Though it could be a miss direct - if Vandal’s behind Arion and clone!Orm showing up - maybe he wants payback on Kaldur for causing him so much trouble in s2 ??

Wyynde and Delphis have a really sweet bond with each other and I can’t get enough of it

Kaldur listen to your mother!!

“My friend Clark said you wanted to see me” Superman is adorable and stubborn to the very end. Also he has such dad vibes in this interaction

What happened outside the UN a year ago?!

Bioship always there to help when needed - who needs retirement when you’re wanted by superhero time travellers from the future who need a lift back to earth from M’arzz. Also this explains why we haven’t seen them since the supermartian arc - they’ve literally been stranded on M’arzz then travelling at bioship speed… and I realise now that the credits of them watching space trek was them still in the present and not back in the future— that does make more sense not I think about…

I’ve done a post on this already (here) but Kaldur does not look happy to see Zatanna & company coming and immediately leaving as Atlantis is in chaos - that’s definitely coming back to haunt Zatanna. I love all the little references back to Zatanna’s arc - also is the connecting of their arcs a hint that Kaldur and Zatanna will be sharing a connection through the rest of the season - is this the birth of a rift between the two.

“Mother of Goat!” I love how this show uses languages - the writing is honestly unlike anything I’ve ever seen

La’gaan’s character development since S2 is so great. I was never a hater of his - his annoying behaviour was well written and you could see it all rooted in his insecurities - I’ve always been intrigued to see him again - to see how he might have grown - and boy has he grown since S2. He’s so much more mature and cool headed - but there’s still that fight in him to help those he cares about when they’re in trouble.

I think Orin’s feeling a bit useless at the moment and maybe a little jealous. He’s a hero at heart - not a king. He clearly misses living the action life over his current political one.

SWIM BLUBBER! SWIM!!

I really liked the shot of Wyynde and Delphis physically having to hold La’gaan back to stop him trying to help Blubber ~ there’s an objectivity post in there somewhere… we’ll see what happens

Orin saving Blubber!! 🧡 He’s truly a hero at heart - will this season end with Orin retaking the Aquaman mantle in some form?

What if the great inspiration the legion speak of was actually a tragic sacrifice - Chameleon boy and Saturn girls faces seem more guilty/saddened than inspired/enthusiastic when telling superman about the event — maybe this is why they ask him and don’t mention anything of Jonny who may have taken up the superboy identity by then?

Parallels with Bloodlines - questioning if the timeline changed or if they’ll ever know if they succeed or not

Villains helping to fix the chaos ties in with Wizard helping in Zatanna’s arc - highlights that it wasn’t an isolated event and perhaps other villains will be revealed to have helped?

Tranquil Conner is the best and it calls back to ‘Schooled’ whilst showing his growth since s1

What if the phantom zone is some kind of microscopic dimension/realm - the rocks look like shards of something??

Is Arion protecting Kaldur?

Orms reaction to being arrested again reminds me of Arsenal’s reaction to almost getting captured again in s2

Orin: Orm of Posidonis, you are under arrest.

Orm: No. no, not again. NEVER AGAIN!

Arsenal: No. No, not again… I will not be taken again!

This moment reminds me of Conner asking about M’gann after the Reds attacked in s1

Conner: Kaldur! How’s M’gann?

Kaldur: She breathes. I believe she will recover.

There’s a running theme of questioning - one answer leads to infinitely more questions — Violet questioning their faith & identity - Atlantis questioning their origins

BART IS BACK 🎉 & I’M STILL BUZZING ABOUT IT!! I’ve already done two posts on him - (1) & (2) - I’m sure there will be more to come. I love him so much!! Look at his shocked little face - future boy didn’t see this coming did he. Also random thought but… what if Bart disappears/something happens to him and that’s why Jays getting involved in what looks like Rockets arc — maybe he’s out of retirement looking for his boy — he did say he didn’t want anymore holograms??

Vandal sounds tired with all these inconveniences - why must world domination be so difficult?!

What is Project Threnos? The only definition I could track down was for THRENODY - a song/poem of memorial to someone who’s died… what if vandals plan is to implant a clone of someone the heroes have lost - like Conner or Wally?? I only think that because of the credits scene with the legion watching space trek - in it Tork says they’ll take down that “zombie cyborg Ensign Valiant” and I’m sure the shows characters and plots are supposed to play off the yj characters and plots. (right?) so who does Valiant represent and are they coming back to cause trouble for the heroes? 🤷‍♀️

Another great episode - I love seeing more from the Legion and the promise of some interesting time shenanigans with our favourite time travelling speedster. Notes for the last episode should be posted soon…

See you there…

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