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[skyrigel]

Simon isn't the man with words. He won't say it — but he'll do it.

Naked, with his arm snaked around your waist and head tucked under his chin, you blinked your crusty eyes to locate your things, which were clumsily tossed around between shared mouths, hot breaths, and rushed hands.

Nothing. Not even the underwear Simon teared off with his teeth last night.

After relentless Simon, Simon, Simon, and one almost-successful attempt to slide out from under his hold, he pulled you back in—eyes still closed.

“Ya’ flutter too much, birdie,” he breathed against your shoulder.

“I need to pee.” So he got up gruffly, his mouth tugging slightly—something you hoped was a smile.

Now, with your back straight, you could see the whole room had none of the things you came with last night—except this hot, big, muscled, nerdy-talks-about-guns-and-whiskey-too-much type of guy.

It felt like his apartment was robbed last night, with only your stuff stolen.

“Can’t see my stuff,” you muttered.

“I can.” Simon said casually, with his eyes fixated over your tits.

After blushing for more time than you should, and recovering for a pointed look at him that finally got him moving.

“Dunno,” Simon said curtly, staring at you before reaching down, abs folding, to pick up a black, curled-up t-shirt.

“Ya’ can have dat.” He shrugged, a grin in his eyes.

Over the morning, you realized you were actually wrong. Not all your things were gone. Just half.

One earring. One footwear. You found your shirt—but with no damn buttons.

You were damn sure there were at least three left, but then again, Simon's mouth hadn’t left you coherent enough to count or claim.

And Simon. God. Fuck him. Literally, metaphorically, now, and ever.

Simon was no help. He had that mischievous glint in his eyes—sexy and annoying.

He was aggravating.

The big boy claimed he was making breakfast, so you shouldn't disturb him with silly things like I know something is fishy and Where's the other shoe? and Return them it's not your size ! But somehow, he had plenty of time to rake his gaze over you as you chicken-legged your way through his house in his black tee, muttering a madness-streaked:

Found it!

Simon, you're sus.

It was only at breakfast—between dodging your suspicious, snoopy glare—that he smugly suggested buying some clothes for you in the evening.

Something casual for everyday...something you’d like while going out with him on coffees etcetera...or something you want to get because “his house ate your things”—your claim, not his.

Simon only had to say, stay.

He only had to ask you on a date.

But Simon isn't the man with words, so for now, he'll just do it this way.

⚝ Masterlist ⚝

[chloesimaginationthings]

Into the pit is FNAF’s own Coraline story..

[lavendergalactic]

☆ 　halloween shiny buttons !

self indulgent, made them myself credit 4 putting on resource rentrys / blogs / etc f2u, feel free to resize / recolour!

[unstoppable-ratlord]

Don't you dare think I'm ever gonna stop posting about this episode

[pyro-ghoul]

Those jackets cannot contain all that ghoul

[masterofiodine]

modern au besties

[cazbogie]

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[skywarpie]

I NEED TO BE SEDATED OR SMTH

[nortism]

bbc ghosts as “things to never say to someone who just came out”

[hatsbuckets]

WHO IS DELIVERING THE MYSTERY BAGS OF SNICKERS

(reffed post) Okay hold on hold on look look:

So they hit the showers after a training time right? After one of the times Ghost doesn't give them Snickers. And all these guys, newbies and old members, especially the ones who don't interact with him as much, are so scared they've pissed Ghost off.

All because he's gone two days in a row without even hinting at the Snickers.

So one of these newbies stops Soap after a training time, knowing Soap is close to Ghost:

"Excuse me, Sergeant?"

"Aye?"

"Some of the guys and I, we were wondering... 'ave we done somethin' to piss off the lieutenant?"

Soap blinks. once. twice. "Why in the world would you think that?"

"He uh-" the newbie glances back at the crowd of soldiers behind him.

Gaz laughs just a bit, clapping a hand on Soap's shoulder. "Ghost hasn't handed out a single Snickers today, mate. And I think a couple of them did some deserving things today."

Soap blinks again, gear clicking into place before "Ah yer off yer heid, he's not mad. Probably just ran out of the things. The bag was half empty days ago."

Still, when he looks at the group in front of him, even he's not convinced.

So he and Gaz go out and buy bags of the sweet treats. They bring them back in a box, enough to last at least two months.

It's a team effort to get them to Ghost. Soap stakes the place out before they go, he knows when Ghost is asleep, and knows when the base is quietest. And Gaz delivers, quick and sneaky.

And if Ghost's really not mad maybe he'll use them again. (And yes, he uses them again, obviously.)

Ghost and the others NEVER know it's them, maybe Ghost has his suspicions, but.

Still, no one necessarily suspects them either. In fact, most of the 141 thinks Ghost just... went and bought more.

But Gaz and Soap know. And they keep a sharp eye on the amount of Snickers Ghosts hands out and what the bags lookin' like.

They take it deathly seriously, keeping track like it's their own personal mission.

And like clock work, they deliver the night after Ghost runs out each time.

They've gotta take care of their people right?

(Ghost resists the urge to check security feeds for two bag deliveries. After that he absolutely knows it's the sergeants.)

[mozzzz05]

I just had an upsetting thought - what if Alison constantly visited the Ghosts and knew - when she was old and grey and had lived a life - that she was going to die, so she made sure she was in Button House for it?

Mike accepts it and understands her want to go back to the Ghosts, they’re like family, they’re always there.

But then it’s Mike’s turn to go and he decides it must happen at Button House too. He’ll see his wife again! Spend a couple of hundred years together & hey he can actually meet/talk to the ghosts now!

Only when he dies and he meets all the Ghosts, who are all excited to actually talk to him etc, he asks where Alison is, only to find that she moved on straight away.

He finally gets to see a part of his life that was so bizarre for him, so secret and hidden, part of his life where he only ever had half a story. And now he has that half but his whole world is still gone and he doesn’t know when he’ll ever see her again.

[potato-lord-but-not]

freaky more-18+-than-usual tripwire comic on pillowfort because I am nothing if not a freak men enjoyer

[ihadtofindyou]

every episode of bbc ghosts as text posts: series one

[starry-bi-sky]

i think i'm hilarious -- aka i made blood blossom danny au memes

all of these come from my DpxDC prompt "i am pushing the batdad agenda--" and it's corresponding additions in the reblogs ksdjlf.

i am. rotating them in my head. forever and always. personally i think there should be more batdad aus in dpxdc, their dynamic could be neat. :)