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antisolararc · 4 months

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82 for Ivrel?

82. Can You Hear Me?

TW: mention of drugs/addiction, very minor self-harm?

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Ivrel claps her hands together in a prayer formation, shoulders square and brows furrowed in concentration.

Hey. Are you real? She tries to think as loudly as possible.

As expected, nothing happens.

She rips her hands apart and stares down at her palms with contempt. What a stupid idea. Praying to god had never done her any good. Why would that woman be any better? In the end, both of them must despise her.

After all, the woman said she was- Thought she was- No, it couldn’t be! Ivrel wouldn’t accept it, she wouldn’t be able to take it, if that was the cause of her suffering after all. It was just nonsense from someone who must be even more spiteful and miserable than her.

And then that bitch still had the audacity to ask her for a favor!

...A favor she’d fulfill at the same, but not for her, never for her. It would be for her friends, because they’ve accepted her, they might even like her, even if she doesn’t really understand why. The trajectory was set well before she saw that godforsaken vision. Shame it muddled everything up.

But the important part is that she chose it herself. Good or bad, her own decisions led her here. She’d reap, and then she'd sow. That was easy. That she could accept.

“I ain’t who you think I am,” Ivrel growls under her breath, shoving her hand into her pocket and fishing out a dented tin case and a rest stop lighter. The blunt is crumpled and half-used already. She jams it in-between her teeth and pulls in a deep breath, hissing on the exhale.

Why is she so fucking mad, anyways?

It wasn’t real, after all, just some contrived scenario conjured up by her drug-addled mind. As what, like, a reflection of her self-loathing? A grand new insight into her crisis of faith? She knows damn well how miserable she is already, no need for convoluted symbology. She puts her fingers to her temples and screws her eyes shut, nose wrinkling.

Fuck off.

She doesn’t want the woman to be real, but, at the same time, she hopes someone hears it.

Ivrel crosses her arms over her chest. Her claws are digging deep into her arms, but she doesn’t feel it at all anymore. It’s nothing, not after she’s been ripped to shreds over and over again. Who cares.

It’s all bullshit. She can’t stop thinking about it. It’s driving her crazy.

It nags at her, the lingering thought that she has to try it again, has to see it again, that she’ll get all the answers if she just has one more go at it.

That’s not feasible, though, and it’s a damn good thing that it’s not. Getting hooked on the holy hash, the spiritual spice, whatever you want to call it… That’s the last thing she needs. The shit is worth its weight in gold, and it's not even fun! For a split second, right as consciousness washed back over her, it’d felt like she’d been crushed by the weight of the whole world.

Besides, just once was humiliating enough already. The way they’d all looked at her. What was she supposed to say?

Well, s’pose I just couldn’t help myself!

What a goddamn shame.

“I was really askin’ for it, huh?” Ivrel says aloud, staring at the wall. A laugh bubbles up from her throat, and her mouth curves into a smile. “Think my next life’ll be any better?”

Of course, her inquiry is met only with silence.

#something something plot events i have yet to explain fully #ivrel #what did you see...?#writing #ask #the-golden-ghost #i should write more drabbles i had fun :) ivrel didn't though

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movedtodykedvonte · 1 year

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Spamvil - 5, 12, 15

5. Who does what chores?

Bold of you to assume either does chores. But if I had to say Spamton would be do a lot of the cleaning; vacuuming, mopping, laundry and just a lot of the stuff revolving around keeping the house clean. I feel like Spamton likes having absolute control of the environment he'd be in due to the lack of control he had in his life previously. Organizing and having things his way and by his standard would be relieving, more so that it is directly by his hands and actions. Also, after living in the trash for years I feel like he'd be a bit of a neat freak after knowing he isn't forced to accept the filth he lives around. By extension he does a lot of the decorating in his and Jevil's shared space because he likes to make himself feel established in a place. Jevil can recommend stuff and add things but he finds Spam's unique decorating style amusing.

Jevil on the other hand would be like in charge of cooking and lawn stuff. If they had a pet of some kind, maybe walking and training it. Jevil was locked away for years, isolated without many outlets other than occasional bouts of violence for overzealous visitors. He does not need to be around chemicals to mix them into mustard gas but I feel like cooking would be fun for him. He can be experimental and wild with it as there's really no rules in cooking besides having fun and enjoying what you make (and not starting a fire). Spamton wouldn't care at all cause eating whatever Jevil makes would be infinitely better than the garbage he's been eating for years. Same rules apply for lawn stuff as I feel as if Jevil would fuck up a hedge and a pet gives him a reason to play and work off all his energy.

12. Who gets up the earliest? Who has the worst sleep schedule? Who is the sleepiest?

Ok as much as I like sleepy Jevil headcanons I like the idea the guy has to be tired out and then he sleeps like a log, like I feel like he rarely slept during their years in captivity due to understimulation. Too much pent up energy and just running around the cell in hopes to quell it. As such, he has objectively the worst sleep schedule as I feel like they won't sleep for days and then crash and sleep for a week. Sometimes they nap, but in like really light sleeper way where it's likely they are just waiting for you to get close so they can bite you.

Spamton is the sleepiest but more in the sense of constantly being tired due to everything he's been through and it weighing on his mind and body. He wakes up early and tries to set good habits but he's kinda over it but still wants to feel normal. I feel like he takes a lot of naps and Jevil just hovers around him in this state, they don't want to sleep but they like how the tension seems to melt off of Spamton when the puppet allows himself these moments of rest. I also like to think Spam likes to wake up early due to businessman standards.

15. Do they go on vacations together? Where is their favorite place to visit?

Spamton likes to travel, Jevil does not. I feel like Jevil doesn't care fro the idea of having to learn the rules and manners of a new place, preferring to cause havoc in what he considers his own domain. You'd think after being locked up Jevil would like to see a lot more but I feel it's the opposite. Jevil wants to regain a familiarity because all in all, Jevil's mindset is heavily surrounded by convention despite actively trying to defy it. Spamton on the other hand loves the idea of traveling. The guy has a weird dependence of proving purpose and life outside himself and moving around and seeing how he exists and is real in new environments would provide an odd comfort. Plus, it reminds him of how he got to travel as a big shot.

Seeing this conflict, and how they probably can't visit each of their home dark worlds anymore (answering this as if its after the fungang) they are limited to castle kingdom or maybe if they could get to the light world, hometown. So everything is probably just a staycation. I feel like if they could Spamton would just like sight seeing, looking around and just taking in how things are existing. I feel like he'd like parks or busy streets where he can both be a spec and in his own world. Jevil also likes this because these places are effectively blank canvases to him to goof off in. Another good contender is

I feel as every date staycation activities goes as Spamton trying to be normal about things and failing but in a way that won't get them kicked out, like listing horribly inaccurate facts about fish as an aquairim, while Jevil decides to get him a gift from the shop but the shop he went to was just the great white's tank.

My goal is to slightly subvert every ship cause I feel like we have not seen ever angle these fuckers are making out hard at.

#ship asks #these twos are so fucking silly to me but I think their romance is oddly tragic #cause are they in love? yeah. but they are too traumatized to properly interact in the way they want to #they want understanding partners based on the ones they had before and what they were building towards but they aren't those people in #any aspect anymore plus their trama and ptsd has manifested in way they may be outright detrimental to each other #its like the story of the scorpion and the snake #utdr #spamton #deltarune #undertale #spamton g spamton #jevil #spamvil #dr funny business #the-golden-ghost

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temporary-dysphoria · 1 year

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💖

💖 What is your primary writing goal for this year?

My main goal is to actually write, but I've done some more thinking since I typed the last heart ask and I have more to add. My secondary goal is to participate in NanoWrimo again, only this year I intend to write original fiction - not fanfic. I also want to submit some original fiction to a literary journal. Both of those goals are vague enough and due late enough in the year that I can change them if I need them, but aside from the very vague 'I want to write this year' those are more concrete in nature.

#ask morgan #the-golden-ghost #morgan writes

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bohemian-rhapsody-in-blue · 2 years

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I did tag it as that but then I was informed that the Jewish high holidays are in September (and October) so I'd like to formally retract my tags; September IS in fact a Holiday Month!

(I still don't think it should count as an autumn one though; I mean it doesn't become REALLY autumn until 3 weeks in!)

(Referring to the tags on this post)

An important clarification, thank you! I’ll admit that I also forgot about the High Holidays, so I’d like to retract my repetition of your tags (if that’s even a thing??) and wish a happy New Year and easy fast to all my Jewish friends and followers who celebrate those days!

(And I TOTALLY get your frustration regarding the seasons of holidays…as someone who learned in preschool, and dutifully committed to memory, that the seasons went Dec-Jan-Feb = winter, Mar-Apr-May = spring, Jun-Jul-Aug = summer, and Sep-Oct-Nov = autumn, I will forever feel cheated that the actual solstices and equinoxes aren’t until 2/3 into each of those starting months, and that most of September is, in fact, still technically summer…)

#ask #answered #the-golden-ghost #holidays #september #seasons #autumn #judaism #high holidays #thank you for the ask!!

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chloesimaginationthings · 1 month

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FNAF Cassidy knows how to “help” Michael Afton

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vulcan-moon · 1 year

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tumblr can have a wip, as a treat

#i'll finish this eventually #until then #hands u all this lol #hunter toh #hunter noceda #toh #the owl house #fanart #my art #digital art #wip #caleb wittebane #golden guard #this is mainly a lighting test ive got flats in another file #i want it to have the vibes of a ghost investigation photo fjdjg

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captainmera · 6 months

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TGB: Chapter 7

Daredevil.

Also, thanks to everyone who came to watch me draw this over at my twitch! Or, my backyard I suppose, lol! :D

This is also available on inprnt!

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enii · 27 days

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Please grow happy and strong💕

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dying-suffering-french-stalkers · 6 months

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Trick or treat! :D

Happy Halloween to my favorite resident Ghost! <3

You receive: jigen pinkie moments

#the-golden-ghost #jigen #asks #dash games #halloween

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delusionalbitchinthehouse · 1 month

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Just Alpha seeing Ifrit for the first time, at his summoning. And look, Alpha's a big, ancient ghoul, but unholy shit, this new one is built like a tank. Wide shoulders and massive freaking chest, thick arms, big hands. So of course Alpha's a bit concerned - not that he'd let anyone know. After all, he's the one who'll mentor the new summon. And fire ghouls aren't notorious for their easy temper. Alpha might be a vicious fighter when needed, but that new kid looks like he could crush a rock with his bare hands. So yes, he might be a bit apprehensive, as he watches the new fire ghoul shake his head, blink a couple of times, clearly disoriented as the ritual comes to an end. Omega's talking to him - welcoming him, making sure he's okay - but the new fire ghoul instinctively looks around for a ghoul sharing his element and- oh, there, he found one. Alpha tenses a bit, unsure what to expect. Snarling, probably - fire on fire, an explosive combination and all that - maybe a bit of growling, a snap of jaw or two. What he absolutely did not expect was for this ripped ghoul to break into a boyish smile, tail wagging excitedly behind him. And then proceed to trip over his own feet the second he slides off the altar. Alpha holds back a snort, lips twicthing up ever-so-slightly. Right. Looks like he'll be fine.

#or how Alpha discovered the new ghoul is actually an overexcited golden retriever masquerading as a rottweiler #ifrit is the definition of “looks like he could kill you is a cinnamon roll”#alpha ghoul #ifrit ghoul #nameless ghouls #the band ghost

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antisolararc · 4 months

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🎲 🎲 🎲 (3 of your choice) for Meridian!

YAY <3

🐒 - What’s their favorite animal?

Giant salamanders.

What a cutie.

A close runner up is an albino african clawed frog (or, like, an in-universe equivalent)

You may see a common theme here, aha. Mery's not a huge animal person; they prefer observing them over playing with them. They spend a decent amount of time by the water and like to watch the frogs, fish, and miscellaneous wet beasts. They think they're funny, and particularly enjoy the creatures that look strange and goopy... Like their boyfriend.

Speaking of...

💘 - What do they find attractive about their partner(s)?

His audacity. His sincerity. His ingenuity. The contrast of his scales against his skin. His dexterous tail. His cheekbones. His wardrobe of sleek black clothes. His sharp teeth. His tendency to bite.

🍽️ - What’s their favorite food?

Meridian has a bit of a sweet tooth. Cendol is their favorite, but I'm not sure if you'd consider that a food or drink! Their favorite meal food is fried shrimp... well, considering the Cambrian animals here, maybe you can substitute that for, like, fried opabinia. I'll let you use your imagination.

#ask #meridian sunyo #the-golden-ghost #headcanons

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movedtodykedvonte · 1 year

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👻💕🥳

Ghost- Ok so I didn't really have any crazy wild headcanons for deltarune or anything for a while but one I play around with the idea that the dark fountains are effectively the core Gaster fell into. If it is to be believed gaster is the entity corrupting the secret bosses than I believe he is still scattered across time and space, but it allows him to communicate with these darkeners as he can technically be in all their darkworlds at once. To me the fountains function as minor dimensional rifts and the core was well... the core to all of them.

Hearts- OK, so currently it's my glittergolf fic Sorting Through and the epilogue I wrote for it. I like bittersweet endings that lean a bit more toward the sweet side, in a romantic sense. It was fun to write and I like to describe crying.

Party Dude?- Kinda embarrassing, but I've always been super imaginative and curious, so I would think up scenarios in my head with characters as a kid and act them out. Like I would talk as if I was each character in a one-person play and redo and redo scenes until I felt I got them right. This was def got tedious so I eventually just started physically writing them down in like composition notebooks and would reread them whenever I wanted a story for myself. Eventually, I wondered if other people wanted to see them and posted one creepypasta fic on Quotev a long while ago. It got pretty good traction before I got scared my mom would find me interacting with randos online so I deleted it. A few years later I got into fandom and well here we are now.

#ask #ask meme #the-golden-ghost #utdr #fnaf sb #glittergolf #you do not understand how many notebooks I filled with fanfics as a kid #one was dedicated to a total drama fanfic #youll never guess which character it was about #deltarune analysis #deltarune theory #wd gaster

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avephelis · 1 year

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silly au where hunter can also see the other golden guards but all they do is annoy him

#theyd be ghosts in this BUT in canon im not sure whether or not belos was hallucinating them so.#toh #the owl house #hunter toh #hunter #golden guard #golden guards #grimwalkers #avepharts #no serious art at the moment sorry my brain's just giving me sillies #anyway it's giving kind of fucked up sitcom #i know there's like. a lot of angsty things with this kind of premise. and i support that. but a black comedy would also be really funny #angst and humour babey #toh spoilers #the owl house spoilers

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xmalereader · 8 months

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Simon Riley X Male Reader

|| Masterlist ||

Authors Note: Here is the first request! I did make a few adjustments to this shot and I hope you enjoy it! I tried to extend it and instead left it short :( but I hope you enjoy it!

Requested: Hi! I hope you have been doing well and not being to kich stressed<3 If you request are still open I was hoping you would take this one where Simon Riley introduces his boyfriend who is a total sunshine to the team after the boyfriend comes to visit him in secret to their fake base. The boyfriend is a normal civilian and the total opposite of Simon so it's weird seeing them as a couple(you can throw Alejandro and Rodolfo if it's okay with you)

Warnings: Fluff, relationship goals, grump x sunshine dynamic, black cat x golden retriever dynamic, reader is a florist, dark humor, Alejandro is a flirt, sweet moments, short, language, Spanish words, mentions of wedding, ghost is embarrassed, mentions of past trauma.

Word count: 1.7K

Tags: @nobodylivesson

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Simon wasn’t one to tell people about his past nor his personal life, keeping it hidden from his enemies and those closer to him. Throughout the years he had grown afraid of bringing someone into his life, even though he looked like a stoic and scary man when working in the military, deep down inside he showed that he cared for the people he worked with or lost during action.

After losing those he cared for he went back to being his stoic self, shouting demands at his own soldiers and killing his enemy in the most brutal ways imaginable. No one ever approached him unless out in the field or during a mission, but for a normal conversation he kept his distance around others until one unexpected mission he met him.

Y/n was the total opposite of Simon.

He met the man during one of his mission. He was a normal civilian with a normal life who owned a flower shop. Every time Simon saw him in the streets he shined brighter than the sun and always made his day better, knowing that he was safe. Simon didn’t know when these feelings towards the civilian started happening, but he can guess that it started when Simon was uncover, dressed out of his gear and without his mask, feeling so exposed and naked without it.

He was keeping an eye on his target and couldn’t draw any attention towards his way and had to get rid of his mask. He didn’t expect himself to bump into the ball of sunshine during his time out, watching as the other man carried a box of carnations and dripping on his own laces, before havoc occurred, Simon had stepped in without thinking and caught the man with one arm and with the other he caught the box of carnations.

Simon had come face to face with the florist that day and was received with a flower and a dinner date after the accident. Who wold have thought that the most serious man in the military would be dating someone much sweeter and brighter than him? Simon wasn’t suppose to get attached to him, but as dates and meets up occurred the poor man had fallen into the florists trap and couldn’t leave him alone without getting worried.

Both Simon and Y/n started dating after that until it bloomed into something serious.

The florist knew that Simon was busy with his own work and never questioned him and only told him to be safe and to comeback to him. Those simple words always encourage Simon to get through his mission in order to return back home to him.

It wasn’t until he was recruited into 141 a special forces team with much needed skills that could handle terrorists missions the dangerous stuff that no regular soldier would be able to handle. During his time with his new team he didn’t think he would grow attached to them to the point where he grew overprotective of them, they were his family.

He kept his relationship about Y/n very well hidden from the others and never left hints of him being in a relationship. Whenever Y/n sent him flowers he always left them somewhere out of base where they could either keep growing or for any small animals to claim, when he would send him letters, Simon would make sure to memorize his words before burning them. It wasn’t that he didn’t want his lovers gifts, no. It was because he was being safe, afraid that his enemy could get their hands on it and use it against him.

When Y/n first found out about the ways that Simon treated his gifts the florist was upset, thinking that the bigger man didn’t appreciate his gifts and was probably embarrassed by the things he wrote but, Simon had reassured the man that he did love his letters and was simply being safe. It didn’t take long for the two to fix the miscommunication and clearing things up.

Their relationship continued on for a year.

When Simon was stationed in a base in Mexico he figured he would be there longer than planned, eager to get back home to his lover, but controlling himself. They were staying in Alejandros base, going over some plans and reminding themselves what they are to do. After the events with Shepard and Graves the 141 team had grown close with Alejandro and his partner, helping them when its needed.

The good thing is that they had a few days off, getting a break from all the chaos and being able to relax for a bit. Some went off base to be with their families while others stayed behind, like Simon did. It was no use getting back home, flying out will take time and for him to only be with Y/n for a day or two and then to fly out again was torture. He’d rather spend those days either locked in his own room or practicing his combat with those who stayed behind.

What Simon didn’t expect was a knock on his door, alerting him of someone’s presence and to pull the door open and see Soap on the other side with a small grin on his face. Simon didn’t like the look on his face and narrows his eyes under his balaclava.

“What is it Johnny?” His voice is deep when asking as the Scottish mans grin widens.

“We’ve got a lad up front, claiming that he knows you.”

Simon raises a brow confused at first until Soap speaks up again.

“He brought flowers.”

Those words are enough for Simon to storm out of his room, brushing past Soap as he makes his way towards the front entrance of the base. Simon doesn’t want to overthink and believe that its Y/n because what would that man be doing out this far from home? It was dangerous and Simon could not have him wandering around the streets.

When Simon finally appears near the entrance his eyes immediately land on Y/n who stood patient while staring down at the flowers in hand as one of the soldiers stood by and watched, being cautious of him.

“Y/n?”

Simons voice gets the mans attention, lifting his head up and smiling widely.

“Si—Ghost!” Y/n quickly corrects himself, not wanting to give away Simons identity out in the open as he walks up to him and wraps his arm around his torso, smiling widely before standing on his toes to kiss his covered cheek. “Surprise?”

Simon chuckles. “A surprise indeed, why are you here?” He asks, hands touching Y/n’s shoulders and arms, wanting to make sure that he got here safe without any problems. The other didn’t bother batting Simons hands away and allows him to check him over. “I’m here on a flower delivery, this beautiful couple bought a big order and had to get it shipped here on time for their wedding and the couple were nice enough to let me stay for the ceremony.” He explains.

“You attend a wedding?”

“Mhm! I also stole the center piece.” Y/n gives off a mischievous grin as he held out the small case of flowers while Simon rolls his eyes. “Stealing your own flowers isn’t really stealing.”

Y/n pouts. “Don’t ruin my fun.” He mumbled out while handing Simon the small vase of flowers which gets the man chuckling a bit.

“Was that a laugh L.T?”

Simon’s smile quickly falters when hearing the familiar Scottish man who stood over his shoulder while looking at Y/n with a knowing smile. “Hello.” Y/n greets with a small wave at the other man.

“Who do we have here?”

Y/n smiles as he sticks his hand out for a shake. “I’m Y/n, Ghosts boyfriend.” He says proudly while shaking Soaps hand who stares in disbelief. “Boyfriend? Who would have thought that Ghostie knew what love is?” He was clearly teasing the man and Simon wasn’t amused by his jokes, but Y/n was.

“I know right? He may look scary in the outside but in the inside he’s a softie.” Said Y/n.

“Who’s a softy?”

Simon wanted to groan when Gaz approached them next a hand on his hip as his eyes dart from Simon to Y/n, before figuring out the situation and turns to Y/n with a charming smile. “Gaz, Ghost and Soaps teammate.” The florist chuckled at Gaz charm and shakes his hand too. “Y/n, Ghosts boyfriend.” He introduces himself.

Introductions continue on when they move further into base where the finally meet up with Price who possibly already knew about Simon’s relationship, but pretends like he didn’t know when greeting the young man. Everyone’s was still surprised to know that someone so happy and bright could be Simons lover.

Simon who was always brooding and cracking dark humorous jokes that not many of the others laughed about. Funny to say that Y/n laughed at a few of them which always made Simon smile.

“Well, well, a quien tenemos aquí?”

Alejandros smooth voice cuts into the crows, making his way through as the man eyes Y/n up and down before taking his hand into his own and kissing the top of his hand, earning a soft blush from Y/n who chuckled in a flustered manner. “I see we have a romantic one amongst everyone.” He gently pulls his hand away while Alejandro chuckles. “Rumor has spread that fantasma, here got himself un amante.”

Y/n raises his brows in shock. “Wow that fast, huh?” He laughs out, looking over his shoulder to Simon and playfully smacking his chest before focusing back to the others. “It was very nice to meet everyone, Simon talks highly of everyone.” Everyone on Simons team slowly looked at him with mischievous grins and smiles on their lips while Simon glared at them in return.

“You don’t say?” Says Soap. “Got any embarrassing stories of him?”

“OH! I do! There was this one time when we were in bed together—!” It wasn’t until Simon quickly covers his lovers mouth with his large hand, stopping him from going any further. “Time to go, love.” Simon orders while wrapping his arm around his waist and dragging him away.

Y/n groans, but doesn’t stop himself from waving the others goodbye. “Bye! Hope to see you all soon!” He shouts from across the base while the others waved in return, watching as Simon dragged his lover away from his men, glad that he’s wearing his balaclava in order to hide the embarrassing blush on his face.

#male reader #Simon Riley x male reader #Simon Riley #ghost mw2 #ghost x male reader #ghost #simon riley mw2 #golden retriever x black cat #grumpy and sunshine dynamic

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