The Angel That Calls Me Hers ♡ Simon "Ghost" Riley
Simon Riley x Original Female Character
Loosely unspired by: "In My Room" By ICP
Quick description: Simon is in love with an unknown entity of a woman who takes care of him. This man is an absolute simp for her.
Warnings: mentions of neglect from family, sorta just fluffy and maybe ever so slightly angsty, its not written very well and i kinda just wrote without editing so🤷🏻♀️
He doesn't even know who she is, or rather, what she is. She appeared in his room one night, and she never let him go.
She sat as pretty as ever on his bed, her moon-white hair drapped carelessly over his black cotton pillow.
Her bright blue eyes were doe-like and wide, and her lips were pink, pouty, and heartshaped. She was like porcelain. Her skin was soft and pale blue, but shadowed a darker blue on the edges.
The girls arms were resting on her chest, her long, dexterous fingers twiddled with her necklace, a small gold locket.
She was dressed in a long, nearly-see-through white dress made of some sort of chiffon. She looked like an angel. She had to be an angel.
Simon walked into his room, scoffing in annoyance, already taking off some of his gear and throwing it to the side of the room before he noticed the woman lying in his bed. His mood instantly changed.
"Hello Simon." The woman perked up, leaning up to rest on her arms set behind her. "Im glad you're safe. I was worried about you. I dont like it when people hurt you."
"You're real?" Ghost stepped closer. "I thought i had dreamed you."
"A dream doesn't make me any less real Simon. You should know that." The girl stood up, walking carefullt to Ghost until she was in front of him.
"My sweet boy, you've been through so much." she started taking off his gear, and then his vest, and then his jacket. "Your family was so horrible to you. The people supposed to love you were evil"
"You dont need to worry anymore Simon, ill never let them hurt you. Anybody who tries to take you from me will perish." Ghost couldn't keep his eyes off her. She felt so much more lifelike when he saw her in the sunlight.
"You're really real." Ghost raised a hand to touch her cheek, as if he could barely believe she was standing in front of him. He noticed how cold she was, like she had just run her hand under ice water. Despite that, he held her cheek in his hands, almost melting as she tilted into his hold and held his hand to her face.
Ghost was lost in her eyes, and he knew if she asked, he would do anything she wanted. "We need to clean you up, Simon." She led him over to the bed and sat him down.
She started taking off his helmet, then his mask, turning away to put both things away. "Whats your name?" She turned around swiftly.
"What do you want my name to be?"
"I want your name. I know you have one." She walked closer to him again, sliding off his balaclava and taking his face in her hands, giving a smile that could only be described as caring and love-filled.
"Simon, if i tell you my name, you'll be tied to me for all eternity. When you die, I'll find you, and I'll never let you go. You dont want that."
"Yes, i do." His words were quick, barely letting her finish before he spoke. "You've already claimed me. You've told me im yours, and i am, please." His voice was quiet, and he was practically whimpering.
"You'd be giving your soul to me, and you dont know anything about me." she tried to make him see reason, but he had made up his mind already. She was real, and he would do anything for her
"Please," he whimpered, looking up at her with pleading eyes. "i can't lose you. Now that i finally have you."
The woman sighed and kissed his forehead, prolonging the kiss for seconds longer than necessary. "I'll tell you tomorrow." She stood up, raked her fingers through his hair, and kissed his forehead again, this time briefly. "For tonight, let me take care of you. You've gone too long without someone to take care of you, and now you're mine, so that wont work anymore."
And then she got to work, she combed Simon's hair, and she made sure he dressed in more comfortable clothes. She made sure he had eaten, and then they laid in bed together, him lying on her chest, face nestled inbetween her breasts, and her hands in his hair, gently playing with the fluffy blonde strands.
He was hers, nobody could ever take him from her.
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saw this post and thought of Dew's elemental change 🤭 https://www.tumblr.com/ukrainian-groove-metal/728648531269877760/i-love-the-came-back-wrong-trope-but-from-the?source=share
Oh my GOD how DARE!?!
Link to the post here it's such a good concepttttt.
God, but really, imagine Dew with post-transtiom amnesia. Confused. Aether pulling Dew into a hug and Dew cringing away. Aether is unfamiliar. A stranger.
God, the pain. The ANGST. I LOVE IT.
The entire story is unspiraling in my head. This is such a big brained idea I'm so glad you shared it with me. An elemental transition gone wrong. Dew isn't Dew anymore, it wasn't supposed to happen like this. He recognizes nothing. Knows no one. The space in time when he was water ghoul is gone.
The other ghouls, the ones that he knew and loved but left? They're gone for him. No Mist. No Alpha. No Omega. No Ifrit. They never existed for him. Those names mean nothing.
Oh my heart.
I'm gonna go think about this now.
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I’m so sorry for spam liking your rdr posts but I literally forgot why I was following you, until I looked up the rdr hashtag, saw your Morston art and it had me FERAL
From a tiny artist to a colossal one, you inspired me to look back at my rdr phase, thank you so much.. x 😔💕
Me?? A colossal artist? No, please, I'm literally just a small baby (a small old baby) but I'm so honored by your message! I'm glad you like my art and still... it's such an honor if my work can unspire yours! Thank you so much!!
Now I'll go to cry all my happy tears!
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