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Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley, who from the moment he laid eyes on you, has only ever referred to you as his wife

You, this sweet little thing, running through the halls on base one day when you turn a corner and nearly run headfirst into the Lieutenant, who’s walking alongside Soap

“Oh! Sorry about that, sir.” You told him, never slowing down in your hurried pace as you snuck around his large frame and continued down towards whatever you were evidently late for

The only reason his gaze had followed your retreating form, was that unlike everyone else, you had met his eyes when you spoke, even smiled warmly up at him

That one smile and he was done for

“Who was tha’?” The sergeant had questioned, seeing Ghost’s attention still fixated on you.

“Think that was my wife.”

“Yer what?!”

Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley, who makes it a point to let everyone know that you are in fact his wife

Well, everyone apart from you apparently

He would certainly never abuse his position as a Lieutenant, but some new recruit had the audacity to whistle at you as you walked by? Well 100 laps around the base don’t exactly run themselves

Another soldier saved you a seat next to him in a briefing? He can enjoy scrubbing toilet seats for the next week in that case

Someone actually had the bollocks to ask you for your phone number? Perfect, he needed a volunteer for demonstrating hand to hand combat to the recruits, medics on standby of course

By the time he properly introduces himself to you for the first time, it’s understood by everyone else around that you are, for all intents and purposes, Mrs Riley

Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley, who listens to you tell him your name in a voice that resembles music to his ears, hardly bothering to remember your last name, seeing as it’ll be changing soon enough anyway

“You can call me anythin’ you want, love.” His deep, gravelly voice had sent shivers down your spine, cheeky smirk widening beneath his mask. “So long as you call me, that is.”

By the end of your first date, (you were sitting alone in the dining hall and he wordlessly joined you what do you mean this isn’t a date) he’s wondering if you’ll insist on a ceremony or if he can sweep you away to the nearest courthouse and make this official, slipping a ring onto you finger and himself into you

You had laughed when he put his number into your phone and named himself ‘Husband’, certain that the man was only messing with you, some kind of hazing that you apparently weren’t aware Lieutenants played on the new communications hire, but it was only fair seeing as he’d saved your contact under ‘Wife’

Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley, who is over the moon every time you play along, even if he knows you believe you’re only playing

“Ach, thanks Lt. Just what I needed.” Soap said, seeing Ghost’s approaching form enter the common room, holding a steaming cup of tea in each hand

“S’for my wife. Get your own.” The older man gruffly replied, sliding the mug onto the side table next to where you’re curled up on the couch, reading a book

“Aw, thank you honey.” You giggled, smiling up as him with an expression he thinks would taste even sweeter than honey if he were to run his tongue across your upturned lips

“Happy wife, happy life, sergeant.” Ghost shrugged, ignoring the other man’s pout, landing next to you and reaching an arm behind you across the back of the couch

“God, maybe I really should keep you.” You’d laughed, reaching a leg out to dig your socked toes into his muscled thigh, teasing him

Grasping your foot into his large, strong hands, he began massaging it, uncaring that you were only two of the many people in the common room, not when you looked at him like that, smiling together as though you truly were nothing more than a married couple

Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley, who surprised you one day, insisting he needed your help with something crucial off base, and drove you to a local shopping outlet to look at none other than dresses

“Is there some sort of party happening?” You’d questioned, confused out of your mind

“Suppose you could consider it a party.” He’d answered, leading you through the many racks of dresses, you noticed were all, very conveniently, white

“Now while you’re lookin’ through dress sizes,” he’d added, taking your left hand in both of his. “You know your ring size? Got my own shoppin’ to do ‘round here.”

Series masterlist

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real

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I have a type I fear

i can fix him (no really i can)

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zoe benson core?

— “i came back… because i’m clearly the next supreme.”

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I get more stressed living with my parents than working 8-6 and that says a lot

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♥︎ if you get this, list 5 songs you listen to, publish it, then send this ask to 10 of your mutuals

done, baby <3

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to my favorite serial killer, clown, cult leader, hairstylist, vampire, playwright, actor, hotel owner, lobster man, circus performer, zombie, frat boy, and mechanic <3

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is the fandom of nerve still alive? i really wanted to write some tommy fics so please interact, I'm taking requests :)

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always in my new moon era

⊹˚.⁺˖Bella Swan˚.⁺˖ ࣪⊹

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dating headcanons | tate langdon (sfw/nsfw)

• leaves notes and doodles on the chalkboard for you

• makes you a mixtape with songs that remind him of you

• absolutely loves when you play with his hair

• follows you everywhere, privacy just doesn't exist anymore

• hums you your favorite songs when you can't sleep

• notices every single detail about you, from the way you act when you're sad to the way you like to have your coffee

• takes you out on dates every halloween

• lets you paint his nails but it has to be black polish

• he's a disaster in the kitchen, so he'd ask Moira to bake you cookies and chocolate cake when you're sad or on your period

• if he was alive he'd definitely be the type to threaten to kill himself if you leave him

• praise him "a good boy" and kiss his neck, he'll go crazy

• whimpers so much during sex that you have to kiss him to shut him or cover his mouth

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tbh i would abduct him too i don't even blame them!

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dating headcanons | derek hale

• His love language is definitely acts of service.

• Sidewalk rule always.

• You never get to touch a doorknob around him. 

• Very protective, no one dares to lay a finger on you. You’re literally untouchable.

• Scared to death to hurt you, and wants you to have a normal life as a human.

• You’re probably still a senior in high school when you start dating, so people would stare a lot in the beginning.

• Drives you to school and picks you up everyday.

• Buckles your seatbelt for you and drives you home to take care of you when you’re drunk.

• I can imagine the grumpy x sunshine dynamic.

• He cooks your favorite meals for you.

• He loves laying on top of you for back and head scratches.

• Tough Derek is just an act. He’s the sweetest and sees you with so much respect and tenderness.

• Didn't have a phone until he started dating you. He bought one just to call and text you.

• I feel like most of your dates would be indoor cause he’s not very social.

• If you try to play sassy he’d just laugh cause he thinks it looks cute on you.

• He does admire your confidence though, and thinks you’re kinda badass.

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dying my hair jet black and getting tattoos because I refuse to stay the same person they hurt

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fanfics, music and lots of coffee

masterlist

(requests are open)

spotify | pinterest

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masterlist

kit walker

• hope (hurt/comfort)

tate langdon

• dating headcanons (sfw/nsfw)

derek hale

• dating headcanons (sfw)

rafe cameron

• take it out on me (angst)

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I take that back

he's a tall, shy, nerdy gamer boy, two years older than me, and likes lotr. we have the same taste in music, and he buys me food.

this is just a thought, but I might be in love.