Your relationship with Ghost is a matter of perspective.
[simon riley x reader; nsfw, a bit of dubcon, toxic situationship, angst, short drabble.
'glass' prompt from @saintquincy + one-word prompt masterlist]
The first time you fuck your lieutenant, it's four months into your tenure on 141.
Drunk after a night out at the pub, incensed by truths and dares, you end up in his bed for the grand total of an hour before he throws you out and calls it a mistake.
The second time happens when the embarrassment—the humilitation, the anger—finally boils over on a bad mission.
A rough hand drags you into a supply closet after debrief, smushing your cheek against cold wall. You don't need to see to know who it is, not when the hands pulling your pants down feel so much like the ones that have hauled you out of danger time and time again.
It's why you let it happen, probably.
Even with the haze of violence still lingering in your veins, even with the shame still burning in your heart, you let Ghost fuck you like some brute. Let him spit his venom at you while your legs shudder around his cock.
(Because, at least, now he's speaking to you again.)
For Ghost, nothing happens twice without it becoming a habit. This is no different.
He still doesn't let you stay, ever, and it only ever happens on his terms. No kissing, no face, no glances towards you unless it's utterly necessary. But it's at least intentional now, a jump away from 'mistake'.
You learn to read your lieutenant's mood like one would read the color of the sky—cloudy, with a chance of a quick fuck. Sometimes, it's after a long mission away, or when someone (you) pisses him off too much. Or sometimes—this one's your favorite—simply just because.
Soap notices first.
He slips into the seat next to you during breakfast and sips his tea like he's had an epiphany.
Ye wouldn't believe what I saw last night, he says slowly. Was up late grabbin' some scran, when I saw a bird flyin' out of L.T's room.
The oatmeal in your mouth turns to mud. Johnny takes another sip.
S'that why the two of ye always disappear on us? Rather be alone with the big boy, eh?
You shake your head, red. It's not like that, because it really isn't.
He only raises a brow, something annoyingly joyful on his lips.
Gaz tells you something different.
Another night at the pub, glancing at Ghost's retreating back. When you turn back to your half-full glass and catch Kyle's pitying gaze, you know you've been caught.
Have some self-respect, mate, is what he tells you over the rim of his half-empty beer.
You've spent two hundred and three days of your life knowing your lieutenant. Over half of those have been spent in some desert or mountain, where a fraction of your survival rate was solely dependent on the trust between you.
You know him, his capabilities. You've seen firsthand his list of ways to kill a man without a lethal weapon. You know the things that make him tick and how to tell the difference between his ten different blinks, and when he's about to pull the trigger on the unfortunate man who's run out of uses.
You know he at least trusts you enough to pull you into bed and under his skin. That you'd keep it easy and quiet and buried under the floorboards.
You also know this—Simon Riley grips a rifle gentler than he could ever hold you.
So, you do what you do best.
You raise your brow and shrug those shoulders—because truthfully, you don't need to explain it to anyone.
(At the cusp of your twenties, you sold your body to the government and turned it into something unrecognizable. You live knowing you could die at any moment; put bullets in bodies without thinking twice, because that's the type of person you've become.
That's why, you tell yourself, it really isn't so bad.
Climbing the walls of my enclosure. “You also know this—Simon Riley grips a rifle gentler than he could ever hold you.” HITS HARDER THAN CRACK. Made me stop in my tracks. SO GOOD.
I’ve just started to get back into Undertale for the first time since the 2016 hype. Even then, my first time ‘round the block was pretty surface level.
This time around I’ve actually played the game myself and understand most of the lore!
I’m looking for blogs to follow that are undertale related, so any suggestions are appreciated! I especially would love to follow any comic artists.
I’m open to anything, AUs, original game content, theories, etc.
It was a huge milestone of scientific and technological advancement. (Plus, at the time, politically significant). Humanity went to space! We set foot on a celestial body that was not earth for the first time in human history! That’s a big deal! I’ve never thought about it before but now that I have, it’s ridiculous to me that that’s not part of our everyday lives and the public consciousness anymore. Why don’t we have a public holiday and a family barbecue about it. Why have I never seen the original broadcast of the moon landing? It should be all over the news every year!
It’s July 20th. That’s the day of the moon landing. Next year is going to be the 54th anniversary. I’m ordering astronaut shaped cookie cutters on Etsy and I’m going to have a goddamn potluck. You’re all invited.
PITCH: We call it Moon Day, and then every 7 years when it falls on a Monday, that's an even BIGGER deal and we call that Moon Day Monday and go absolutely apeshit about it (the next Moon Day Monday is in 2026 so we have a couple trial runs first)
is it me or have the ads on this busted site become so sensitive to touch that i could literally fart on my screen and it would open the app store. i can’t even scroll without being taken against my will to a download page for some slop farm simulator. god i fucking hate it here
We gotta do something about the way dog owners behave. No other pet owner is just bringin the pet wherever the fuck they go all the time but for some reason with dog owners they think its fine if they bring their dog to the gym and taco bell and whatever. And you invite a dog owner to your house where youve got your own pets youve got your dog and your cats and whatever it is you have and this dog owner shows up at your door like "oh i brought my dog i hope thats okay hes so sweet youll love him" and it is always the most untrained poorly behaved agressive animal that has ever lived. And we all have to pretend like its acceptable behaviour well im sick of it
Ghost with demons!
TF 141 with dogs🐶
It's been a while painting full rendered pieces, enjoyed a lot!
Inspired from awesome @yourfaithfulauthor's request.
