listen i may take 4 weeks to write a 3k word chapter, and i may take 45 minutes to decide whether i should use “laugh” or “chuckle”, but at least i don’t use ai and whatever you’re getting is pure chaos from a human brain
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listen i may take 4 weeks to write a 3k word chapter, and i may take 45 minutes to decide whether i should use “laugh” or “chuckle”, but at least i don’t use ai and whatever you’re getting is pure chaos from a human brain
Simon clicked his tongue, bored out of hell, he grabbed his jacket, ignoring Soap's drunken complains of him leaving too soon.
Price raised his beer in a silent toast at him, while Gaz turned to look at him puzzled.
"mate what happens?" Roach hiccuped next to Gaz , but still ordered another drink for the pretty brunette on his side.
Simon turned to look at Soap, and putting on his baclavaba he simply spoke coldly and entirely sober.
"I miss my wife" before leaving the lively pub.
umm??? Long time no see lovie, I miss you 💕💕 I've been m.i.a but who is accusing you of stealing fics??? Unacceptable. Ignore them. Square up and come face me yourself anon.
for reals, don't let anon cunts get to you 🖤 your writing is so good and I'm currently skedaddling on my way to go read your 3- part Gaz fic. LOVE YOU
Omg im In love 😭💜💜
Thx so much girlie, I appreciate that a lot, and don't worry, if they had to send it anonymously and couldn't even text me privately they are not worth my time.
Sending you COD men cuz blessings are way too common💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💅💅💅💅💅💅
Kirishima slowly approached Katsuki who was busy checking his phone, Katsuki was already rolling his eyes, tired of Kirishima's shit at this point.
Well, he shouldn't think like that, maybe Kiri wanted some help with his last training sessions, Katsuki noticed a lack of control in his quirk lately and,-.
"bakubro, are you gay?"
Nevermind
"No, Kirishima, I'm not fucking gay"
Kirishima blinked
"b-but, uhm, she said"
Kirishima squirmed, remembering you calling out at Katsuki loudly and cheerfully with that pretty makeup and even prettier rainbow dress.
"Happy pride month sugar!" Complained by a flirty wink that always made Katsuki's heart skip a beat and his gaze lower to your legs as you walked off giving multicolor candies to children.
He glared at Kirishima with irritation.
"She's my girlfriend and does this same shit every year"
"Why do you let her do that bro?"
Katsuki blushed slightly,getting a little lost in thought, yeah, it was hella annoying, but the sights are hella worth it.
"Happy Pride, sir." You called as you passed him.
Ghost froze. Eyes narrowing behind the mask. Voice eerily calm when he responded.
"Why you sayin' that to me? I'm not gay."
Quickly you felt the tips of your ears burning. Rushing to apologise.
"Oh! I wasn't assuming- I just-"
"Teh fock do ye mean yer not gae?!"
I love this
Two weeks
Two weeks without your kisses, sweet smile, silky hair, sweet carresses on his back and breakfast, lunch and dinner with your silly cute colored paper notes (you hated sticky notes cuz...well theey're sticky).
Ghost was sure he was going crazy, he's tried everything, wake up earlier than you, make you the biggest breakfast in human history, try to kiss your lips just to be met with your cheek, he even tried buying a cat (the bitch destroyed his gear but you didn't need to know that).
And nothing, you still gave him the cold shoulder, hid his keys, ordered takeout (he loved your homemade dinner) and even if the house was tidy, it was empty, bcuz how dare he forget the anniversary were you were applying for a job and he flied all the way through Boston to England just to appear on your door kneeling down in one knee and asking if you wanted to be his "happily ever after".
It's his fucking fault, he ruined his happily ever after.
A week later, you entered the house, hating the hollowness in your chest and the sudden sting of tears, walking a little slower than usual to your shared bedroom with him.
You expected it to be empty, with him taking care of his car or out for some deployment duties.
You did not expect this.
Simon "Ghost'' Riley, the same man that with his bare hands has destroyed bones.
Was sitting on the bed
Right in front of you.
Wearing a Hawaiian shirt, with a Hawaiian hat, sunglasses and coconuts on the bed.
And a fucking ukelele.
You blinked like he grew another head as he started to sing off-tune while playing it.
"three weeks without my love"
"I'm going to become bald"
"Right before fortie"
"Bcuz I don't have my shortie"
"Three weeks without my love"
"Trying to compose this song"
"But inhope that she knows"
"That I. Love. Heeeeeeeeeer"
You yelped, before burying in laughter.
"BABE OH MY GOSH" you giggled amused, deeply flattered, smiling affectionate at your husband who simply pointed at the window.
Your gasp echoed through the room as Simon hugged you from behind.
"Two TRUCKS OF FLOWERS!?"
Simon smiled, awkward, not really good at this apologizing stuff, but his blush melted by the dreamy look you shot up at him.
"Y'know it was easier tonjust apologize honey?" You spoke lovingly, pressing your smaller form against his chest, his hands went to your waist, and he gave you one of those gentle smiles that made your heart melt each time.
"I did that too, properly, like you deserve" your breath hitched as he handed you an envelope.
With shaky legs you sat down on the bed, opening it to find three things.
A single dry purple flower
25 folded pages of his apology
And two VIP trips to the city of your choice.
Your hands flew to your mouth, not noticing Simon closing the window, or turning on the dimmer lights, you turned to look at him, about to tell him this was too much, that he was too sweet.
But his shirt fell to the ground.
You felt that familiar heat pool in between your legs and your cheeks as he crawled on top of you, guiding your legs to each of his sides and putting his hands on your waist.
"I'm so sorry my sweetheart, sometimes life's so shitty that it makes me forget the people I'm fighting for, and you, my darling, aren't just a person".
His eyes softened in such a profound way that you forgot how to breath.
"you're my happily ever after"
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Will there ever be a part two to Simon forgetting about his and reader's anniversary?? I need it so bad 😔🙏
Omg I'm so sorry I will post it today it's just I barely have had time for my hobbies
Male moans can cure a girl's depression
Shawn Hatosy moans can cure a girl’s depression***
The male moans thingy is canon (GHOST)
"Do you remember what I said about the flowers, honey?"
Simon asked you, you, happily leaning against his arm, nodded softly.
"yes darling, I do" you smiled smitten, looking at your matching wedding ring with his.
"You said that when if you ever give me a bouquet of flowers and they die, your love for me will be gone, that's why you always give me fake roses or paper handmade tulips" your heart fluttered happily, looking at him and kissing his cheek softly, your mind drifting to the lots and lots of plastic flowers you kept around the house as decoration.
Vs
Simon who looked at you, heart shattering into a million pieces when you looked up at him with those lovestruck eyes.
And handed you a bouquet of real, stunning purple roses, hating the sudden sting on his eyes water the moment your expression crumbled.
Oh if only you knew, that the last time he saw Makarov he told Simon your exact scent and location, maybe you wouldn't be in this situation.
Based on this reel!
Price looked visibly caught off guard of why Gaz has left so suddenly, so hastily.
But they didn't understand.
Only Gaz did, as he ran through the rain towards the house you two shared he remembered clearly with dread the words you told him after you accepted to marry him.
"I you ever cheat on me,I won't disturb you darling, it was your choice after all, but I'll disappear completely and leave you alone"
So that was why he felt like crying the moment he barged in your house.
"Darling!, Sweets!, please" where are you?"
He choked out helplessly and loud enough for it to echo through the walls.
He looked for you through all the house, instead he found empty spaces where your clothes were supposed to be, your stuff missing, and even your favorite cup wasn't where it used to be.
What did he find?, your rings, and wedding photos, both of them intact, his breath hitched, his heart seized on his chest, taking them with trembling hands.
"I am going to assesinate Mctavish"
Said the militarized man in his soul, but he shook his head, desperate to find you.
What do you do when the woman you've loved through hell and back was gone to the storm rain.
"Damnitdammitdammit" He felt a sudden panic, where the fuck were you?, he needed to explain Soap's shitty joke and that he would never cheat on you.
He thought about your favorite places, the airport, the park, the mall.
The city train.
That's it, with new motivation and throat tight he closed the house, put your rings on his pocket, and ran, ran as fast as he could, knowing you wouldn't go to far away.
Vs
You, who still sniffling but strong, still tried to move your backpack and stuff through the heavy rain with a tiny umbrella, and against the wind, kept walking, each step farther from the man you loved more than anything, but who you thought betrayed you in the cruelest way possible.
You felt one heavy bag get dirty with mud and get stuck in a hole, and cursing under your breath you helplessly tried to clean it a little and move it without your stuff getting on the dirty ground, the darkness wasn't helping you a lot plus the big achd on your chest.
"Move you stupid thing" you whimpered heartbroken, and then you heard a faint running.
Your eyes flickered up, scared, and then widened to see a flashlight.
And Garrick
You scoffed, hiding your relief through grief, glaring at him with teary eyes as he slowed his pace, unlike you who was breathless from running and crying, he was a complete mess, dirty, swearing, wet and.
Was he crying too?
"what do you want?"
You snarled heartbroken, hating how cruel you sounded, the bitterness on your soul speaking for you.
He flinched, slowly trying to step towards you as you both ignored the heavy rain.
You were about to step backwards, mumble a curse or snap at him, your insecurities getting the better of you.
But then he knelt down.
Kyle "I despise mud" Garrick, knelt on actual dirty mud that had rain water, grass and probably some dog's pee.
Looking up at you, he said the words you would still remember ten years later when you both had children and a bigger house.
"My dearest, the love of my life, you need to understand I would NEVER, and I mean NEVER. betray you, I love you more than life itself and I would rather die than see a single tear on your face, I promise on my still alive mother and the gods who keep me alive that I didn't make that stupid profile, it was Johnny, the bastard thought it was funny, I have proofs, and if I have to buy the sky to show you I would never betray you like that, I will"
He vowed, and suddenly you felt small, and dizzy, your husband, a man hardened by the years and the betrayals, was kneeling in front of you like out of a fairy tale, promising you the world the same way you did when you thought you almost lost him in that life threatening mission.
Everything felt numb when you felt your legs give out, hugging him and bursting into tears, not noticing the rain dimming, or the way he started fully ugky-crying too, getting up rith you against his chest, trembling at the thought of almost losing his entire world.
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"Ruuuude, are you like, on your period or something?"
Yes I am on my period but I hate the stereotype of women only being mad on their periods and i hate you for asking me that and I hate life for punishing me for not having children on my tummy AAAAAAAAAA😭😭😭😭😭
THE FREAKKINNGGGG WRITING FOR THE GAZ FICC GIRLLLL AND ALSO IM ON THE EDGE OF MY SEAAAATT FOR THISSS
Valid crash out I'd be just like this if i read such trope 😭💜
PLSSSSSS CONTINUE THE LAST POST WITH GAZ AND THE TINDER PROFILE😭😭 omg I love your work sm
HIII OMG LOL THX SM💜💜
Working in it y'know life likes to hit random people at random times at random places 💔
We got that fine classic literature on the island
This💜
You leaned back against the bed, tears on your eyes, they fixed on the photo of the Tinder profile on your phone, you read Gaz's profile.
Was all what was on his profile plus a blurry photo of him.
tall, military man, loves pancakes
His hands were also on the photo, flexing perfectly to draw any women's eyes.
But there wasn't one thing.
The expensive wedding ring that matched yours, which was on your wedding finger.
The same ring he held in that private mission, right after the kind of missions that makes you remember you aren't eternal.
"I promise to be with you, next to you, till the day I die, there's nowhere else I'd rather be were I could be half as happy as I am with you"
Those words, the sweet memory of them made an ugly sob leave your throat and you threw the phone to the side carelessly.
Vs
Gaz who snatched the phone from Soap's prying hands
"Fuck off mate!, I hate those dating apps shit, and I'm married!, don't you get it?, MARRIED!"
Gaz practically yelled to a laughing Soap, frustrated, he tried to delete that profile, but he was old, and that was noticeable on the weird way he was holding the phone and the even weirder match he had with "Melissa" that sounded a lot like your best friend's name.
It was Ghost who finally hit the back of Soap's head, which made the Scottish yelp, and said coldly
"Not all of us has a wife and kids to go home, Johnny, delete that shit from his phone"
With a terrifying glare that made Soap gulp awkwardly, and take Gaz's phone.
"M', sorry mate, Ghost's right"
Before he could do anything,a small ping was heard from an upcoming notification, Roach read the phone silently before he got a little pale.
"What?" Gaz asked with dread.
Roach cleared his throat, reading out loud the most recent message from Melissa.
"You're a fucker, asshole I'm sending this to your wife"
Before getting blocked.
They all stood frozen as Ghost's eyes fixated on how Gaz's expression crumbled, but before letting the tears fall off he snatched his phone, muttering a curse, grabbed his jacket and left the pub, heart shattering into a million pieces at the thought of you crying in your shared bed.
Part two here!
to whoever sent you that anonymous saying you’re stealing someone else’s work is 100% messed up, like who is you even
THANK YOU, my fics are 100% fabricated by my own mind that's why some have got them mistakes 😭💔
ILY and unlike OTHERS..., You didn't send this anonymously and thanks to that I'm following you cuz we get each other
Okay so why are we suddenly stealing what other writers have wrote on here? I’ve seen multiple fics on your silly little blog that are most definitely not yours, not exactly the decency to give credits too🤏🏽
Uhm hi? Can you please dm me? All my fics are 100% mine and I don't steal any of them, if you could dm me privately and we could adress this properly that'd be great