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eskeptical · 1 day
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only you. ONESHOT.
after multiple times of having miguel treat your wounds, it's your turn to take care of him.
worthy watch. ONESHOT.
after peter b. parker accidentally destroys your watch, miguel ensures you get it back.
re-ignition. SERIES. UNFINISHED.
part one. --- part two. --- part three.
crashing at yours. DRABBLE.
meaningful moments. DRABBLE (sorta)
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eskeptical · 1 day
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coming home. DRABBLE.
moving in. DRABBLE.
unintentional bodyguard. DRABBLE.
baked goods. DRABBLE.
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childhood best friend. DRABBLE.
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eskeptical · 3 days
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If you see him
It's already too late
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eskeptical · 5 days
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something something involving you sending the rest of the task force some baked goods you made from scratch because it's become a new hobby of yours. simon always seems to enjoy whatever you bake for him, so isn't it your duty as his girlfriend to extend the favor to his teammates? they've come back from a long mission, so you're sure they'd like something homemade.
you try out so many recipes and spend hours practicing and decorating and measuring. you wrap the baked goods in pretty little baskets, using a pretty bow, and you go with simon to hand them over.
you're so excited to see their reactions to it! it's a little weird that simon, for some reason, seems to insist on going into each of his teammates' flats first, but all's well and forgotten when you see their lips pressed together in a tight smile after biting into it. you must have exceeded their expectations, because johnny makes a strange expression before immediately looking behind you and then closing his eyes in delight as he savors each bite. "ye made these? err---bes' i've tasted, bonnie. ghost, yer a lucky man." simon stands behind you as he replies curtly, "if you liked 'em so much, johnny, she'll be happy to bring you more until you eat 'em all. i'll personally see to it tha' you do."
you leave happy and excited to make more, and as simon's backing up the car, you think you can see a glint of silver sticking out of his pocket, kind of looking like it was recently tucked away.
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eskeptical · 7 days
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big, awkward, mean simon riley with a real staring problem i fear i am falling in love with you...
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eskeptical · 8 days
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local cuisine 🤌
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eskeptical · 12 days
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imagine you accidentally get hurt once and suddenly ghost is walking behind you at all times like a bodyguard (or maybe he does it just because, you can't really tell with him).
he'll keep his distance to allow you your space, and although you initially protest, wanting to walk beside him, you eventually get used to it and just go about your business in public.
the worst part is that the man keeps a minimum of ten feet distance at all times so girls come up to you every now and then, asking if you're okay and telling you to keep an eye out because a strange man with a mask keeps following you around and staring at you creepily. on days simon looks particularly menacing, cashiers will heavily hint that they can have a security guard walk you to your car if you need it.
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eskeptical · 15 days
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simon riley is just the type of man who will move his things in slowly over weeks as you start seeing him and going out with him more until eventually all his stuff is over at your place. he'll request sleeping over occasionally until it becomes a daily kind of thing but it won't be so obvious because of his occasional missions and it'll take you five weeks to register that the man had moved in with you at the three month mark since you started going out.
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eskeptical · 18 days
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sitting in a coffee shop, sipping my silly little coffee and listening to my silly little music, looking all studious and smart with my laptop in front of me as i write some fic of a military man who i would stay fifty feet away from if he actually existed
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eskeptical · 21 days
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the letter idea that i thought would be a drabble may or may not be turning into something longer so bear with me...
dare i say i'm currently fixated on what writing letters to simon would be like...
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eskeptical · 26 days
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dare i say i'm currently fixated on what writing letters to simon would be like...
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eskeptical · 1 month
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what needs to happen is situationship simon like washing his face in your bathroom or something and steps out with a razor.
a straight razor.
envy clings to each syllable when he asks you if it's one of your other hoes boyfriends.
"no. it's mine. used it back when i cared to shave."
why not use a regular razor?
why should i use a regular razor, simon?
now he's got you proving it by shaving his scarred face as you straddle his lap. his eyes lose the hardened edge when you actually do know what you're doing.
hot towel or hot shower (where he folds you in half, again) to soften the hairs and open the pores.
pre-shave oil to protect, shaving cream you lathered up sitting in a bowl, a strip of material he used to think was for kinky shit (it's a sharpening strop, simon) and another bigger bowl full of hot water.
your hands are steady, as is your gaze when you start by his ear and go downwards with short strokes.
i'm at a very delicate angle-- move again and i won't be held liable for taking a chunk of meat off your face.
wouldn't be the first time, pet.
johnny notices in the showers and whistles low. "the cleanest shave i've seen on ye probably ever, LT."
"got me a new barber, she lives on fleet street."
gagging i need it.
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eskeptical · 1 month
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biting a rock thinking about (retired) simon’s daily acts of service </33
he cuts open a pomegranate for you and pours the seeds into a bowl so it’s easier for you to eat them. he pushes your hair away so that not a single one gets caught when he zips up the zipper on the back of your clothes. he hooks your necklace for you, apologizing when it’s taking so long for him to do so because the clasp keeps slipping from his pinched fingers. he takes the fuzzy socks from your hold so he can slide them on your feet himself, his big hands massaging the back of your shins with murmured praises because he knows how much your legs are hurting after such a tiring day. he talks to your plants because you told him, in passing, how you heard that plants apparently react to human voices the way people do so he makes sure to tell them how much he loves you—he thinks it will help maintain the healthy lushness of their leaves. he brews you coffee before fixing himself up a cup of tea; then, he learns how to make iced coffee when he noticed that you prefer colder drinks. he’s always the one who ties your shoelaces, be it at home or outside.
(now that he’s retired, i love imagining simon round with all the love he carries, both for you and from you. he is softer now. happier. yes, he still prefers to keep to himself, still prefers the quiet. but now it is not tainted with the necessity to survive, instead, it is filled with tenderness and love. and you.)
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eskeptical · 1 month
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childhood best friend! soap who gives you your first kiss purely because it is his duty as your best friend.
he then insists on giving you lessons so you won't feel nervous or self-conscious about it, because he's just such a good friend.
he'll kiss you and kiss you and kiss you until your lips are puffy and red, insisting on just a few more because he says you're still very rigid and need to loosen up, saying it's for your own good and how impressed others will be by your kissing skills when he's done teaching you.
a few months have gone by and you're not seeing any progress...but he promises a few more lessons are all you need.
naturally, he'll make you swear not to kiss anyone else in the meanwhile, as it'll probably make you stray from his teachings and stall any progress you've made and you wouldn't want that, would you?
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eskeptical · 1 month
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btw I know ppl on this site go on abt mutuals but if you are someone that shows up in my notes regularly who I don't follow, I do notice and I am fond of you and if you reblog something from me I do think "YES I have pleased the follower with good taste"
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eskeptical · 1 month
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carlos sainz the man that you are 🌶️
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eskeptical · 1 month
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obsessed with the idea of simon 'ghost' riley not being used to having someone else to come home to. for him to open the door to his flat, his senses heightened when he sees a pair of shoes at the entrance that aren't his.
he's so used to being lonely he forgets you're there waiting for him. but the reminder does him well, and he sets his things on the floor before quietly looking around for you. he forgets to take off his balaclava, as he always does, accustomed to it as though it's etched onto his skin, an extension of him until it's not, until you remind him by trailing your fingers on its edges and lifting it up when he's sitting on the couch next to you.
and he's not sure whether to be on alert when the pads of your thumbs wipe off the black smudges around his eyes so gently when he's used to grabbing a rough tissue and scrubbing it off because he had no idea he could be treated with care. no one was there to teach him or show him otherwise.
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