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raiyna-rred · 1 year

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Hi! I was wondering if u can write how simon ghost riley reacts to if u want to fem!reader being all dolled up for an event or sumn. you imagine the rest 😭😭😭😭😭. love ur writing btw 🙏

A Day for First’s and Adding a Second

Pairing: Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley x wife fem!reader

Summary: It’s your and Simon’s son’s kindergarten graduation so you have to dress nicely and Simon loves it. Also a little surprise at the end.

Word Count: 1,686

Warnings: slightly NSFW (grinding while fully clothed) so 18+, established relationship, fluff at the end, reader is called love once, Simon being all hot and bothered, Price is your dad 🫣, pregnancy mentioned towards the end, is fem!reader and should be POC friendly! If you notice anything that makes you feel otherwise please let me know! I never want anyone to feel excluded with/in my work ♡

Notes: This is my first Simon fic and I honestly don’t know how to feel about it. Part of me adores it and the other thinks it’s trash, either way I wanted to respond to this request as it’s so sweet and the idea is adorable. I hope I was able to do your request justice my love! Also flashback are in italics.

You don’t often dress fancy but today your and Simon’s son was going to be graduating kindergarten. He goes to a private school at the moment so there were certain expectations and dress codes that you had to follow whether you wanted to or not.

The kids were all to wear navy blues and the parents were all to wear white or black. Everyone dressing formally.

You were currently getting ready in yours and Simons shared bathroom while Simon was helping your son finish getting ready.

You decided pretty quickly that while you would’ve loved to wear a white dress, being around children for up to three hours did not go well with the color white.

So you went with a black dress that reached right above your knees with loose sleeves that went down your arms to help make sure that you wouldn’t be cold with a neckline that was set right above your chest. The dress wasn’t to form fitting so that you would be able to sit for an hour or two without being uncomfortable or feeling constricted.

You were just finishing up your preferred makeup look when there was a light tap at the bathroom door.

You call out a small come in but start digging through the jewelry box on the counter that Simon had slowly been filling up over the years that you had been together no matter how much you protested against it.

You heard the door click open but didn’t hear Simon come in but you could feel his presence there, you always could.

“Hey Si, which necklace do you think I should wear?” You’re holding a necklace in each hand. The one in your right hand was the first necklace he had ever gotten you for your 6 month anniversary. It had two pear-shaped diamonds at the center surrounded by round-cut diamonds on a sterling silver chain.

The one in your left was a necklace that had been passed down through your family line and not too long ago your dad gifted it to you as a birthday present. It has 20 round shaped diamonds and in the center sits an oval shaped diamond with a white gold setting on a Singapore chain.

You usually didn’t have a hard time choosing a piece of jewelry but today you were slightly conflicted and his silence wasn’t helping.

You finally look up from the jewelry in your hand to look into the mirror and find Simon leaning against the bathroom door frame in an all black suit with gloves to match. He usually wears a black face mask out in public but he doesn’t have it on yet leaving it off until you were all ready to leave.

You feel his gaze slide along your body leaving a hot trail in its wake and you patiently wait until his eyes connect with yours in the mirror. Once they do you can’t help the sharp breath that escapes your mouth from the intense look he is holding in his dark brown hues.

A hum starts in your core when he steps towards you in three large steps and slightly leans his weight into you causing you to lean over the counter slightly.

You squeeze your eyes shut relishing in the heat surrounding you. Your lips part in a silent gasp when he slides his hand down your spine leaving it to settle on your hip and in the same moment runs his mouth along the arch of your neck and up to your ear.

“If we didn’t have somewhere to be I would take my time ravishing you against this sink.” His deep voice wraps around your body making goosebumps trail the lengths of your arms.

The impact of his words on your hazy brain makes you grind back against him, he lets out a small groan and rocks his hips into you while tightening his grip on your hip and pulling you back against him causing the perfect amount of friction.

You’re both lost in the moment trying to keep your moans and his grunts as quiet as possible so that your son didn’t hear.

Your body is getting hotter the longer you both claw at each other. It has been too long since the last time you’ve had the chance to feel each other's skin without being interrupted. You can tell that he’s getting close from the way his breath is puffing at your ear and he’s pulling you into him harder and harder, almost lifting your feet up off the ground.

Your ears are starting to ring from the pleasure and the rope in your stomach that is pulling taut when you hear little feet running across the house combined with giggling when you yank yourself away from Simon and open your eyes for the first time since this whole ordeal started.

You're busy trying to fix your dress and Simon is adjusting the bugle in his slacks when you hear the running stop outside yours and Simon's shared room before picking up again and the giggling sounding farther away.

He’s staring at you again when you look up at him making the fire in your body that was slowly sizzling out to start up again.

“The one your dad gave you.” You look at him confused for a moment and he smirks lightly, “the necklace.”

You look over at the two necklaces that had been carelessly tossed onto the counter during your moment. You pick up the necklace he said and offer it to him while moving your hair out of the way making your neck available for him.

You face the mirror and once he’s behind you you look into his eyes in the mirror, “Speaking of my dad,” you let out a sigh,”he offered to babysit tonight.”

He pauses mid wrapping the chain around your neck, his eyebrows lifting, “Price actually offered to watch him?”

You roll your eyes, “How many years have we been together and how old is our son now? I’m pretty sure my dad being mad at you is gone by now.”

He latches the necklace and slides his hand around you to grip your chin making sure your eyes stay connected in the mirror, “I don’t know,” he moves his mouth right up against your ear making you shiver, “I can still hear how mad he was when he found out his lieutenant was doing more than helping his captain's daughter move into her new flat.”

You sigh, mind flashing back to the day that all the tension between you and Simon finally snapped.

You had found a flat to finally move into and your dad was supposed to help you but something came up at work that was a bit more important so he sent over a man he knew he could rely on. What he didn’t know is that you and Simon had been fighting the urge to give into one another and you two being alone all day? It was bound to happen.

Price had walked in when Simon was helping you put the last of the furniture in which was your couch. You weren’t in a compromising position or anything but your neck was littered with love bites. You had a glow to you that you didn’t have that morning when you saw Price, and you were wearing Simon’s shirt leaving him with just a black wife beater on.

The man flew into a rage slamming his fist into Simon's face and a shocked Soap was left gawking until he kicked into gear yanking his captain up off of his lieutenant which was not an easy feat.

Simon didn’t fight back one bit as he knew that this was the reaction he was going to get. The captain had made one rule with his team, “Don’t touch my fucking daughter.”

It took months for your dad to even be okay with seeing you together at all. He could see how in love with each other you were and so the day Simon asked for his blessing he of course said yes.

You're pulled out of your thoughts from Simon sighing into your neck and gently kissing a sensitive spot. “Was thinking we could maybe make your favorite dinner and watch a movie?”

He nods, stepping away from you, “sounds good to me love.”

You give him a smirk in the mirror, “I also have a surprise for you.”

His eyes glide over you again focusing on how the dress hugs you in all the right places, “oh really? I’m going to hold you to that so no getting all cuddled up in my lap and falling asleep early.”

You know he’s teasing so you snort and roll your eyes before shooing him out of the bathroom trying to keep a knowing smile hidden, “I’m almost ready so why don’t you go get our little energy ball in his car seat.”

He gives you a quick kiss before walking out of the room and you hear him calling for your son. You listen for a moment to make sure he won’t be coming back and once you're sure you pull out a little key to unlock a part of the jewelry box.

You dig your hand into the open drawer and pull out a light blue rectangle box with a pink ribbon tied around it. Inside the box were three positive pregnancy tests. You wanted to be sure and didn’t want to get your hopes up so you wanted to take more than one.

You were so excited to tell him about the pregnancy as a few weeks ago he came to you asking if you would ever want another baby. You were hoping for a little girl this time around, the perfect addition to your family of three. Adding a second bundle of joy to your lives.

You hear Simon calling into the house for you and you yell back that you were coming. You put the little box back into the drawer and grab your purse and leave the room thinking about how your life is so different than what you thought it would be and honestly you couldn’t be happier.

Hi my lovelies, I hope you liked this little fic! I wasn’t sure how to go about the ending so personally don’t know how to feel about it and would love some feed back. Anyways I hope you all have amazing days <3

Requests are open! I can not promise when or if I will write them but I do prefer requests that are slightly more specific as I find them a little bit easier to write but it’s not required. Thanks for reading my darlings ♡

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raiyna-rred · 1 year

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a pedro pascal imagine where him and the reader are in a relationship but they are keeping it secret/private and one day they are photographed by the paparazzi while grocery shopping together and their relationship is now known to everyone

**cheese the cat will be in a lot of stories, so here is a photo of cheese

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Your parents, siblings, and close friends were the only ones who knew you and Pedro were together. With a little age gap in between you two, you didn't want to announce the relationship to the public just yet as your parents were still processing this information and didn't really like the age gap thing.

You and Pedro would posting things of each other but nothing that gave you two away like tattoos or your nails. You would post date nights, shadow pictures, things that made the internet wonder who Pedro Pascal was dating.

You rolled your shoulders back as Pedro's mustache tickled the skin between your shoulder blades down your spine. He kissed your bare skin softly, rubbing his hand down your arm and linking your fingers together with his hand over your knuckles.

"We need to run some errands today. Clean, grocery shopping. It's time to start our day" you hum and Pedro kisses you softly as you roll over. "You are so beautiful when you wake up"

"Oh I love how you love to lie" you smile and he rolls his eyes. He kisses you again before getting up, letting you get ready as he was already ready. He headed downstairs while you did your morning routine, pouting as you reach the bottom step and don't smell coffee brewing.

"I figured we would stop at Starbucks before our errands day. We deserve it” Pedro rubbed your arms and you smile, holding his hands as you stand on your toes to kiss him.

Pedro drove as you took music control, sunglasses on as the windows were cracked half way and you two jammed out. You made sure to hide your face as Pedro pulled up to the window as they recognized him every time he went through.

You moan as you take a sip of your coffee, kissing Pedro with a foam mustache. He giggles and licks his lips, turning up the volume on the radio as he drums his fingers on the wheel, using your hand as a microphone.

This was a moment you recorded for just the two of you. You have an album of you and Pedro. Kissing, his tongue poking your lips, vacation photos, everything that showed you two were together.

Pedro pulled into Target and unbuckled his seatbelt, leaning very close to your face as he sang the song. You laugh and push his face and he shuts off the car. You two get out and he grabs a cart, tapping the handle.

You jump up and Pedro stands behind you, smiling at your giggle as he steers. You huff as your sneakers hit the ground, bowing out of his arms and walking next to him with your hand in his back pocket.

You two walk up and down the aisle, and Pedro insisted on heading to the toy section. “Babe! They have the Disney store Mini Brands!” he gasps as he points at Grogu on the display. “My son, I have to find him”

Pedro grabbed 4 balls and you gasp softly, hitting his bicep. “Pedro! Those are 8 dollars each!”

“Honey, I was in The Mandalorian, we’ll be fine” you laugh and he chuckles as he sneaks a fifth ball in the cart.

“No, baby, you are The Mandalorian!” you smile and he flexes, making you laugh and squeeze his bicep.

You two found a new board game for game night after you clean and eat, then headed to the sections where you actually needed the items, picking up more things you definitely didn’t need.

You guys check out and pay without and hassle, loading up the car quickly and heading out.

You took a pit stop for lunch and ate it at the island before blasting music and cleaning the house.

After 3 hours of deep cleaning, bad karaoke and slow dancing with rubber gloves, candles were lit around the kitchen and living room.

Cheese rested his heavy body on your lap with your feet propped up on the ottoman, wine glass in hand with the tv playing a show.

You look over at Pedro who had a towel swung over his shoulder, the pan sizzling as he made dinner.

You finished the episode and Pedro called you for dinner. Before you passed him in the kitchen, he stopped you and filled your glass.

You hum and he slaps your butt softly as he kisses you quickly. You sat down at the table and Pedro shortly joined after feeding Cheese his meal.

You two made small talk and giggled a bit before your phone started to vibrate against the table. “It’s.. Megan. She never calls” you swallowed your bite and answer the phone call. “Is everything okay?”

Pedro could barely make out what the other person was saying, but by the looks of your eyes it wasn’t good. “Uhm.. well I was eventually going to tell the family, we’re still figuring.. no no.. okay, I’m hanging up”

You pressed the red button. “What?”

You look at Pedro. “Fuck!” you quickly look back at your phone and go on Twitter, hitting the Explore page.

“What is going on?” Pedro flailed his hands and you shake your head, showing him your phone. “How? Oh.. other people inside” he dropped his tone and shoulders and you groan.

“Pedro everyone’s going to be talking about us for days, weeks! You saw what they did with the Daddy shit, this is going to be way worse”

“Oh, I know you’re not happy about the way it came out. We don’t even have to address it, just brush it off or act like it never happened when asked. Deny.. deny.. deny” Pedro smirks and you bite back a smile.

“I’m so grateful for you” you whisper and push your half empty plate towards the middle of the table.

You lean over and kiss him hard, his hands pulling your hips off the chair and onto his lap, standing up and taking you to the bedroom.

Cheese was happy he got extra dinner that night thanks to his parents leaving their plates out.

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