#okay i'm not going to lie i'm kind of making myself teary eyed

[eatingtheworldsoffanfiction]

Ghost doesn't have loads of money, but he lives well, some would say modest, enough for his own level of comfort. He has his own little place when he isn't with the rest of 141 on missions. A house, a one-bedroom flat, something small and well concealed for his own paranoia when he is home by himself or is away for a while.

The extra money he does have? It is always anonymously donated to local women's shelters, rehabilitation centers, places that deal with displaced people/families/children, and other local centers or churches that take care of orphans. Sometimes Simon, sans mask because that is when he is truly Simon, goes and volunteers at the soup kitchen that the centers will hold--moving loads of food or serving the latest meal. Maybe even having a chat with those that are eating. If he is home, Simon is a local call when helping the shelter's inhabitants move into their own places once they get back on their feet. You might even catch him on the sidewalks, going door to door, to get more donations (cash, checks, food, supplies) for the places too.

He says he has a frozen heart, but I think he just leaves it with other people. In hopes that their lives will turn out better than his.

also this is just a lil thought i literally woke up in the middle of the night thinking about. homie really needs to do more background of ghost's life. i know like bare minimum about him and his mom/brother, etc.

ANYWAY... pls be kind this is some of the first stuff i have written AND published online since my Harry Potter fanfic era like 10 or 11 years ago.

and if anyone would like to make a full story about this GO FOR IT!!! i honestly thought it'd be cool if that was how he met the reader but idk. If you do write it just tag me pls!

#okay i'm not going to lie i'm kind of making myself teary eyed #also i'm american soooo sorry if this doesn't coincide with anything in the UK #but also pls tell me if i could change the type of shelter or whatever bc i'd like it to be accurate if possible #pls also be kind bc i do not write a lot #i also love soft simon with a heart of gold #simon riley #simon ghost riley #ghost #call of duty modern warfare 2 #cod mw2 #simon riley x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #ghost x reader #sr

[moonknightshifts13]

Fell Out of Love? (Part Two)

Pre-Marriage Steven Grant + Jake Lockley + Marc Spector x gender-neutral reader (Angst)

note: here's part two to my previous story teehee. very sad- maybe lol. Thank you sm for 50 likes so far in total! I'm very thankful and I hope you guys continue to support me! love you lots and I hope you enjoy this one! (also, the point of view switches a lot from first person to third person so I apologize for it!)

It’s been a few harsh months since Jake announced that Steven didn’t want to get married to me. I never questioned him after the sudden outburst…although I did have many questions. I went by the flat once I knew they wouldn’t be home. I’ve been wanting to text Steven and ask if he meant it- but he did, didn’t he? Why would Jake lie to me about something that serious? He wouldn’t lie to me about it. He knows that Steven and I love each other dearly. 

I’m on my way to a small cafe shop after getting out of work a bit later than usual. Upon arriving, I notice that there is a long line and I still stand in it. A couple of minutes pass by and the line moves up more quickly. Eventually, it’s my turn and I order my latte. I pay and I go to the side to wait for my order to be called. My order is eventually called and I go for it until I hear the barista say someone’s name.

“Order for Steven Grant!”

I hear his name and I freeze in my steps, too scared to look behind me. I’m holding onto my latte and before I know it, I hear his voice.

“Yes, that’s me- um thank you. Oh, excuse m-”

Steven’s sentence is cut short as he sees me just frozen there. I make eye contact and I realize something. It’s not Steven, but Marc imitating Steven. I just stare at him and he stares at me, both of us realizing that we’re literally just..there. I blink and I quickly look down as I exit the cafe. I hear footsteps behind me and my name being called out. 

“Y/N wait-”

Marc says softly and my body involuntarily stops. I feel my breath quickening and I’m scared. What’s he going to say? Is he going to want me back? Is he going to tell me about the new girl he’s in love wit-

“y/n?”

Marc says softly and more faintly now. I turn around and I look at Marc. Oh, my precious Marc. My precious Jake….my precious Steven. I just stare at Marc, and I don’t say anything. My mind still going crazy as I finally see my fiancé- well ex-fiancé in front of me after all these months. Marc looks at me with soft eyes and he reaches a hand out to me, but I move back a bit. 

“y/n-”

“Why?”

I say sternly and this catches Marc off guard. 

“What?”

“Why? Why wasn’t I good enough for Steven? For Jake- for you? Just…just tell me why and I won’t bother you again”

I say faintly and scared, not wanting to know the true answer. Marc just stares at me, not knowing what to say because what can he say? He wasn’t the one who ended things. It was Jake and Jake did it to protect his brothers…in some way. Marc didn’t want to end things with them. Marc and Steven were in love- they are in love with them, how could they ever end things with them? They’re sweet, wonderful, kind, caring partner? They are the world to them. Marc stares at me and he just looks at me.

“You are good enough for us, y/n. I promise. We didn’t end things with you-”

Marc’s sentence is cut off as Jake takes over the body naturally but I don’t notice it at first. Jake grips his drink a bit tightly and stares at me. Marc yelling at Jake, demanding to know why Jake took over the body and what he was going to say. I finally recognize that it’s Jake in front of me and I open my mouth to say something but Jake speaks.

“Lose our number, okay? We found someone better. I’m sorry”

Jake says and I feel my heart break even more than it did the night ‘Steven’ proclaimed to end the marriage.

“Jake- you don’t mean that. What was Marc saying? Please-”

“It doesn’t matter, okay? We found someone better and we’re very happy, so- lose our number and stop bothering us.”

I feel myself get teary eyed and I just nod softly. I clench onto my latte, and I turn away from Jake, walking away from them. From us. Jake stares at me as I walk away, and he can hear Marc screaming at him. Another opportunity where things could’ve gotten fixed was not ultimately broken. Jake broke every chance they had to fix his mistake. Marc wouldn’t ever let this slide from Jake, now knowing that Jake was really the one to end things with Y/N. After all this time, Jake just wanted quiet and peace from a hectic life hence why he ended things with Y/N and Steven. It was to protect his brother’s heart but to also keep the peace between them all. Marc swore on his life that he would never front until the day that I came back or the day that Jake would apologize to me for everything. Jake knew that day wouldn’t come so he accepted the quiet in his mind. Oh, how the peace and quiet in his mind was slowly killing him as he accepted that he was finally alone…just not in the way that he wanted to be. His brothers long gone and now…you were gone too.

#moon knight #moon knight fanfic #moon knight x reader #steven grant x reader #moon knigh angst #angst #not a happy ending lol