#ghost x masc reader

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Ghost x reader who has a cat, right?

Your baby is just the sweetest little creature ever. You picked her up on the side of the road when she was about a year old and did your best to nurse her back to full health. She’s been with you through thick and thin.

Something something you meet Ghost at work and started dating him. Blah blah boring backstory stuff.

Anyway. Simon comes over for the first time and, immediately, your cat hates him. Hissing and swatting and growling at him anytime Simon gets too close.

You’re so apologetic about it, scolding your cat for scratching Simon when he was just trying to sit on the couch or biting him whenever he wrapped his arm around you.

Simon says it’s fine, that he doesn’t mind, even though it hurts his heart a little bit. He gets worried that maybe you’ll break up with him because of it — there were already oddities and possible complications in your relationship considering all of his issues — but you reassure him that it’s fine and your cat is just being a brat about not getting all the attention anymore.

Every time that Simon comes over for the next few years you have to grab your cat and make sure that she doesn’t jump him the second that he comes through the door.

At some point, Simon sits down with you and decides to take off his mask for the first time. Obviously he’d pulled it up over his nose for kisses and to eat, but he’d never taken it off fully before.

You guys are having this emotional moment where you reassure him that you’ll love him no matter what, that his scars don’t make him any less gorgeous to you, when your cat comes around the corner of the hall.

The second you see her, you’re prepared to cover Simon’s face to make sure that she doesn’t attack the newly exposed skin. She doesn’t do that, though. Instead, she slowly approaches and hops up into his lap.

She starts purring immediately, letting out the sweetest meows and propping herself up on his chest. She rubs her face all over his before climbing up onto his shoulders and getting comfortable there.

You and Simon are, obviously, a little shocked at the sudden switch, but you take advantage of it. “See, Si? Even she thinks you’re the most handsome man ever.” You cuddle on the couch with your cat curled up next to Simon’s head, purring like a machine and making biscuits into his hair.

The next morning, Simon puts the mask back on to go to work, and immediately your cat is attacking him again. That’s when it dawns on you that she doesn’t like the skull mask.

You burst out laughing and ask Simon to take it off again. He does as told, and your cat blinks at him before meowing and demanding pets.

Mask on? Your cat is aggressive and mean.

Mask off? Your cat is the sweetest most loving baby for Simon to pet and hold.

He stops wearing the mask around your house after that :)

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── .✦ silly little fluffy drabble about domestic ghost being clingy and maybe a bit pathetic (affectionate)

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ghost can't sleep without you. seriously, it's a problem. when he's out on a mission he can go as long as he needs to without sleep in order to eliminate the target. sleep used to come with ease, like flipping a switch. now, it's anything but. the guys tell him he's gone soft (and they may be right), but when he's returned to civvie life, he just can't sleep knowing you're out there without his protection.

without feeling your warmth somewhere around him, it's impossible for him to rest his eyes. god forbid you have to work late and leave him sitting on the couch, watching reruns of an old history show and waiting for you to get home. no matter how heavy his eyelids feel, they always shoot open when he hears your keys jingling in the door like an obedient dog hearing its owner. you're barely in the door by the time he drags you to bed, wordlessly articulating his desires. you tipsily grumble about needing to take off your boots and brush your teeth, but ghost doesn't care. you basically have to beg him to let you change into your pajamas. once you're in bed, you're not getting up until he says so. good luck if you need to pee. he sleeps like a rock. a very heavy rock.

still, when he wraps those bear-like arms around you, you can't help but feel drowsy. ghost is always impossibly warm, like a fireplace come to life. he's like the perfect weighted blanket.

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Ok but Ashki Simon's mom (I have decided her name is Yocheved) setting up Simon with an Orthodox masc reader. (Reference of an Orthodox wedding). No use of y/n.

She isn't surprised when little Simon comes out to her nor when he tearfully begs her not to tell anyone. When he's an adult he always says he's too busy for relationships, that his job comes first. In actuality he's still that scared little boy desperately trying to hide.

When his dad gets terminally ill it just gets that much easier for him. Yocheved can finally be free from him and Simon can finally have weight off of him that he forgot was even there.

Once he finally kicks the bucket and Shiva (the first week of mourning) is up Yocheved starts asking Simon about marriage. After Sheloshim (the first 30 days of mourning) are over she starts asking around about possible arrangements with various match makers. She can't set anything up until the full mourning period is over but that doesn't stop her from looking. Once the full year is over is when Simon starts getting set up with various guys. The queer Orthodox pool is quite small, especially in England, but that doesn't stop his mom.

You weren't the first attempt at a match from him, you were however the first that interested him. A good proper Orthodox boy. He could tell that you went to a yeshiva at some point and the uniform was one of the nicer clothes you owned. From the nice clean, pressed, and perfectly tailored white button down to the pristine black slacks.

You were younger than him, which was to be expected he is getting matched quite old with the military. The two of you hit it off quite fast. You had no issue with the fact that he was off the derech or in the military, and he had no issue that you wanted to pursue secular school as a man. It was easy. Neither of you had ever flown like this with anyone else.

One date turned to two, two to three, three to four, four to everyone asking when you were going to get engaged already. You popped the question before he could.

And then he got deployed before you could get married. He wasn't around to see the judgement of you two having such a long engagement (though a month seems like nothing to any goy). If he knew you think some people would suddenly go missing.

He comes back a bit battered. A few cuts here and minor bullet wound there but nothing he hasn't had before. You couldn't be more happy that you were gay and didn't have to worry about negiah. Hugging him tight when he first gets back, skimming your hands over him checking his injuries, holding his masked jaw in your hands telling him how much you worried.

The first time you see his full unmasked face was on your wedding day. He brought up the veiling ceremony, when you see each other for the first time before the wedding and the veil the bride. He wanted you to see him and then put his mask back on in an adapted version. Something personal.

Like all Orthodox weddings it's a massive and joyous event. There is music and dancing and people just being silly (a literal requirement for wedding guests). There are people neither of you have met there but it doesn't matter.

You meet the rest of the 141, it's super easy to spot them as they stand out like a sore thumb in their dress uniforms amongst the sea of black pants, white button downs, and black jackets (especially Soap in his gorgeous kilt). They can't grasp how Ghost of all people got such a soft husband. Or how he got married first (everyone thought it would be Kyle). They stare at how sweet he's being with you, their hardened Lieutenant long gone, replaced by a loving and doting husband. This isn't Ghost, this is Simon.

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