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just saw superman and the concept of black-cat!Lois actively thinking of breaking up while golden-retriever!Clark is already saying I LOVE YOU is such a yummy dynamic

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i’m feral for your severance au

I have insane ADHD so Im setting a deadline to get at least part ONE out by the end of June!!!

dm me if u want to be added to a taglist!

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severance au blowing up out of nowhere.... mayhaps its time for the full fic......... :)))

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type-A!no-nonsense!reader whose just had a baby thru IVF and a sperm donor bc they've completely given up on men x Captain John Price who is literally ITCHING to put you and your chubby little baby in the nicest nest he can find

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severance au where military personnel (esp special ops) are severed. the most outie!simon sees of his job is the base's parking lot before he drives back home while innie!simon has seen non-stop combat for more than a decade now. at this point, hes so tired, so beaten down, so separated from any meaningful aspect of human life that people at work start to call him Ghost.

But after years of service, Price finally gets the higher ups to reward Ghost: one person can visit from the outside. Enter you, Simon's wife. Outie!Simon has always been a little.... lax at home. He shoots the shit at the pub with his mates, falls asleep on the couch with the TV still blaring, and twice a year he gives it to you good. So, yeah. You love him, really you do, but it's not exactly a thrilling routine you two play out.

When you visit Ghost, you kind of expect him to be the same or maybe even duller if you think about how mind numbing your own job can be. But instead, his hulking form is sitting ramrod straight in his chair and his eyes never leave you. It heats up something inside you, makes you squirm a little in your seat. You look away from his gaze when you can't take it any longer and notice that the rugs piled up under your chair, almost like Ghost had dragged it closer to his before you walked in.

You make polite conversation as much as you can, waiting to hear your husband's trademark Manchester accent and his horrible jokes, but all you get are grunts and shrugs. You quickly realize this has been a huge mistake. This is not your husand. This is an animal and you've been thrown into his cage.

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severance au where military personnel (esp special ops) are severed. the most outie!simon sees of his job is the base's parking lot before he drives back home while innie!simon has seen non-stop combat for more than a decade now. at this point, hes so tired, so beaten down, so separated from any meaningful aspect of human life that people at work start to call him Ghost.

But after years of service, Price finally gets the higher ups to reward Ghost: one person can visit from the outside. Enter you, Simon's wife. Outie!Simon has always been a little.... lax at home. He shoots the shit at the pub with his mates, falls asleep on the couch with the TV still blaring, and twice a year he gives it to you good. So, yeah. You love him, really you do, but it's not exactly a thrilling routine you two play out.

When you visit Ghost, you kind of expect him to be the same or maybe even duller if you think about how mind numbing your own job can be. But instead, his hulking form is sitting ramrod straight in his chair and his eyes never leave you. It heats up something inside you, makes you squirm a little in your seat. You look away from his gaze when you can't take it any longer and notice that the rugs piled up under your chair, almost like Ghost had dragged it closer to his before you walked in.

You make polite conversation as much as you can, waiting to hear your husband's trademark Manchester accent and his horrible jokes, but all you get are grunts and shrugs. You quickly realize this has been a huge mistake. This is not your husand. This is an animal and you've been thrown into his cage.

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yes AND they let you go (relatively) unscathed AND you never got to see who kidnapped you AND one day after finally building up the courage to go outside again you have the most cliche meet cute with a buff scot at the cafe AND things are going so well so you trust him to take you to bed AND his touch is starting to feel more and more familiar (?) BUT then he hits just the right spot and you can hear the angels singing (or are those alarms ringing.....)

I (also) love the idea of Simon kidnapping you because Johnny has never touched a girl before and he needs lessons. Ties you to the bed and blindfolds you, keeps you there for days and days while he walks his boy through every single thing. Kissing, licking, fingering, fucking. Where to find your clit, how to stretch your asshole, how to fuck you deep, how to make you come- over and over again until you’re a delirious mess.

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Snippet of angst that hit me at 3am

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You're hurrying to leave the room now but Ghost catches your arm before you can leave.

"Am I allowed?"

You don't turn.

"Allowed?"

You try to keep your tone light but you can feel his body heat burn as he leans closer.

"To care. Am I allowed to care about you?"

You almost laugh at that.

"When have you ever needed my permission to do something?"

"Y/N."

Your cheeks heat. His voice is so stern that for a second you feel like a kid again, trying to squirm out of the adult's hold so you can run off to play again.

"What do you want me to say?"

"How you feel."

Now that makes you laugh. Actually laugh.

"Since when do you like to share feelings?"

You finally look up at him. His lips are pressed together. Face stony. His patience for your deflections has run out.

You would leave, let the conversation die, try to run out the clock, but Ghost's stubborn and you have a feeling he wouldn't speak another word to you if it wasn't about this.

But what is this? What could it realistically be? Is there any part of yourself that you haven't already cut out for others consumption? Is there anything left for Ghost to enjoy?