6,066 words, one plot that involves time travel of a sort, an incredibly sad ending, the bashing of the Filet O Fish, and then a much softer, safer overall ending.
But the ghost hunters AU oneshot is done. It’s 420 in the fucking morning and I’m finally tired, but if anyone wants to give it a read to make sure it actually makes fucking sense I would both be in your debt and would have a google docs link ready for you.
Lemme know if any of y’all are interested. Once I’ve had at least one set of eyes on it, I’ll probably publish it to AO3 since it got Long, and then I’ll pop that link up here and on my nautical/our flag sideblog too
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another month before i can see the doctor for potential carpal tunnel issues. my hands, wrists, and elbows hurt every day and it's so frustrating because it makes it hard for me to do things like sit down and focus on writing when every press of a key makes my entire lower arm ache - i think it's nerve pain, it doesn't quite feel like the tendon pain i get in my knees, it might be a mix of both, but either way it's uncomfortable. and the random tingling/"falling asleep" feelings in my fingers are starting to happen more frequently, which isn't helpful either.
on TOP of all that, it's been 8.5 months and i'm still sick with whatever this undiagnosed GI issue is. i'm supposed to have my 6 month followup with the GI specialist later this month, but i don't expect much, since all they did was do an endoscopy, tell me nothing was wrong with me, that it'd get better in a few months, and send me on my way. well it sure hasn't done that and i really don't want to lose more than the 40 lbs i've already lost this year because i can't fucking eat anything.
all that to say.... if you've been wondering why i haven't been producing a lot of writing recently, this, on top of the unmedicated depression/ADHD/anxiety, is why. my body refuses to cooperate when my brain does.
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Simon acts all high and mighty, making fun of Soap for being horrendously cheesy and in love with his girlfriend. Always making jabs at the sergeant, rolling his eyes every time you facetime Soap or send him a cute little picture of yourself.
"pull yourself together MacTavish" Ghost bites out when Soap finishes yet another rant of how beautiful you are.
All this and the second Simon gets to his bunk he's frantically pulling down his pants and rutting into his hand like a teenager because you said a simple 'Hi Ghost!' today while on a call with Soap.
Gripping the base of his grithy cock Simon imagines sinking into your wet, fluttering cunt and hammering away until you're so cockdrunk your eyes cross and every single thought leaves your mind.
He can't even feel guilty that he's jerking it to Soap's girl. You are so kind and soft, he really cant help it. His cock pulses in his hand as he imagines you splayed out on his dingy bed, chest heaving and nipples standing at attention. Small whimpers leaving your beautiful mouth and he teases your clit with the head of his cock, his piercing catching on your small hood, sending your knees into a shaking frenzy.
He can almost hear how you'd beg for him to 'just put it in Simon' and he would because how can he say no to such a beautiful creature, all pliant and teary eyed just begging for his thick dick.
Simon wants to think he would go slow, cherish the moment, make you cum at least two times before he can even think about his own release, but the truth is he would be balls deep in the first stroke. wildly plunging in and out of your sopping warmth, selfishly chasing his own high while you moan and writhe underneath his strong figure.
That's how shoots a load onto his stomach, sullying his black shirt. with the image of you looking up at him with teary eyes and begging to 'inside- please Si come inside! f-fill me up'. he goes limp, his hand still holding his softening cock, small spurts of spunk combing through his post orgasmic haze.
When he comes to and his mind stops buzzing he doesn't even feel bad. he knows he would probably never get even a minute alone with you so these fantasies are all he has and they hurt no one so what's there to feel bad about?
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sex drought :(
nsfw-mdni, but also fluff
One time you go through a sex drought because he accidentally hurt you during sex
everything was going fine...
you guys were having sex in missionary and it was feeling amazing
but then...
he reached his right arm up and tried to grab your right wrist
(he was gonna bring your hand down so you could feel where your bodies were connected)
however you tried to reposition and prop yourself up on your elbows at the same time
and his knuckles collided with the side of your temple
his eyes shoot to you to see if you're ok and you verbally assure him you are
however seconds later you start crying while still telling him you are fine
i do not mean this lightly when i say this man freaks the fuck out
he immediately pulls away from you (and out of you) positioning you so you are in more of a sitting up position
he gently cradles your head and kisses whee he bumped into you
this is followed by man 'bitte bitte' 'i'm so sorry, please forgive me schatz'
you repeatedly say that its ok but he just shakes his head
for the next couple weeks anytime you mention needing to get up and grab something or do something he is already up at the speed of light, grabbing it for you
god forbid there is a small red mark on your face that sticks around for a couple days and guy's heart WRENCHES every time he notices it
even after a lot of reassurance that you were fine and you understood it was an accident he would not touch you sexually for so long (probably like a week and a half)
during this time no matter how much you teased, begged, pleaded with him he would not fuck you....ok jk
after weighing the pros and cons he would resort to just giving you head but would not allow you to do anything for him afterward
(he would usually just go rub one out in the bathroom afterwards)
when you finally do have sex again, the first few times he treats you like you are quite literally made of glass
and insists that you be the one in charge, calling the shots, feels a lot of relief when you are on top of him because he sees it as less risky
he just feels so bad that he hurt his perfect fucking angel and will probably always remember this
he always just wants to make you feel so safe with him and doesn't want anything to threaten that
(I have an increasingly unhealthy attachment to this man)
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