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#lil split personality
callsign-songbird · 2 months
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This was supposed to be a short rambling and ended up turning into a mini fic lol. I know the tense shifts, I know it's sloppy lol
Anyway, Simon has a sweetheart who gets kidnapped and gets to meet "Ghost" for the first time.
The first time you meet Ghost, it's supposed to be carefully planned and controlled. After all, Simon was so worried about opening that part of himself up to you. To you, he was Simon. Soft, introverted, sweet, desperately trying to break a cycle of generational trauma. You had never met Ghost.
But, of course, nothing in Simon's life can go according to plan, and when you have people that mean something to you, they become weaknesses. So, when you get kidnapped by a Russian military company with the intel that you were important to Task Force-141? Ghost has already burnt down the world once, you're sure as hell that he would do it again for his love. So, when you meet Ghost, it isn't carefully rehersed and planned like Simon wanted. No.
Instead, you're terrified, bound, and gagged on a cold concrete floor wearing little more than your skivvies as tears stream down your face. Then, out of the blue, gunfire and shouting rings through the halls. Stealth be damned, as soon as their cover is blown, you know that Ghost will fight like a rabbit animal. He barges into your cell, tackling a man against the wall with a knife to his throat and a gun at his head.
Those eyes that had looked at you so softly and tenderly were completely unrecognizable when they were this wide and intense, wild with bloodlust. "Where is the girl?" He spits out in fluent Russian before his eyes catch sight of you.
'BANG'
A single bullet through the soldiers' skull, splattering Ghost with even more viscera and gray matter. Ghost doesn't even seem phased as he holsters his pistol and pulls away, letting the body drop with a sickening thud. He walks brazenly up to you, but pauses as he notices the way you frantically back yourself into the corner, trying desperately to stay away from this monster who had surely come to drag you from one hell to the next.
Then, he crouches down and outstretches a gentle hand to you, letting you come to him. He called your name so sweetly, and that was a voice you recognized. You tried to muffle out his name through the rag shoved into your mouth and tied around your head. That earned a low chuckle, a dangerous one that you hadn't heard before. "Not quite, love. Ghost. Now, let's get you home, eh?"
Ghost. The name echoed in your mind, bouncing around as you tried to remember where you had heard it before. Your eyes flicked over to the corpse splayed in the doorway of your cell, making you nearly vomit in your mouth before looking away. Ghost shifted closer, using the knife still in his hand to cut through the rough ropes binding you. "Bloody hell... idiots didn't even use chains, could have escaped right easy, you could of." Ghost muttered, mostly to himself. The words were terrifying to hear.
He reached to untie your gag next, a chuckle rumbling lowly in his chest as you flinch away. He gives you half a second to compose yourself before he unceremoniously rips the gag off of you and tosses it to the side. Red marks are etched into your cheeks where the gag had dug in, and the sight makes Ghost seeth. "Oh, love..." His words are soft, but his tone is enraged, as if those marks alone could start his new crusade.
"LT!" Blue eyes and a neatly groomed Warhawk pop into the door, stepping casually over the corpse as the new face made his way over to you. "This her, LT?" A thick Scottish accent was present, along with a bit of thinly veiled appreciation. "Off limits Johnny, this is her. This is my girl."
Whenever Simon called you his, it was soft and reverent, as if astonished that he could call someone so precious his. But when Ghost said it? It was commanding, possessive, and left no room for argument. You were his. And that thought was almost scary.
Ghost wasted no more time, scooping you up into his arms and making their way quickly through the facility you had only caught glances of while Ghost and Johnny talked in some military jargon you didn't understand.
That's when you noticed it.
Even though Ghost was holding you so tight and close, even though his touches seemed so rough and careless, even though he was splattered with all sorts of blood and viscera, you had none of it on you. Ghost had been so careful with his touches, with how he held you, determined not to stain and taint your delicate skin with the fuel to his fire, the essence of his soul. And that was quite possibly when you realized that 'Simon' and 'Ghost' were merely two sides of the same coin. And they were both yours as much as you were theirs. his.
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yooniesim · 6 months
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yall come on, if I was that troll blog the insults would actually be funny... and have some real receipts...
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sonasnowdrop · 1 year
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They’re siblings your honor….siblings
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grayvveyard · 6 days
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Cutely did mitosis.. @d0ber-files
New blog for:
>non-gore
>cute stuff
>tech n robots and stuff
I also have @hyac1nths-sunshin3 for poetry^^
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ningyo-s · 2 years
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mrs-kelly · 1 year
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NOW THAT IM BACK ON WIFI
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LOOK AT MY HUSBAND I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM
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lllsaslll · 1 year
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Today's lil Elvis Music Gem 🙏
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such a vibe ~( ^ . ^ )~ makes me just sway along
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meimeikyu · 7 months
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tbh i dont usually go for the 'system based' version of killer but im watching some stuff that kinda shows it like that n its making me consider,,,,
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let’s fucking gooooooo 🍅 my first tom
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engafordoma · 1 year
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Guess who got tickets to the semi 1 family show god bless the group chat for coming through with the resale link
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curiosity-killed · 1 year
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I try so hard to prepare for teaching and then inevitably have to scrap my whole lesson plan and wing the entire class orz orz
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radrecovery · 1 year
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Ain’t it funny how life works?
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orcelito · 1 year
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Only in Discordant Accord can u read about akechi goro punting Morgana like a football
#speculation nation#discacc shit#unless it is in some other fic but ive certainly never seen it lol#rereading a comment left to me and reliving the good moments from last chapter#genuinely a little surprised by how positive the reception to rei was#when mentioned in comments ppl seemed to genuinely be happy to see her again#and im just like. that's my funky lil oc who was barely even an oc to start with lmfao#i just split my own older sister into two older sisters for akira and called it a day. their personalities just kinda happened as a result#like im very well versed in making characters so maybe thats why it was so just. Accidental?#an accidental oc. that people do like. kinda wild.#granted i say i split my sister into two but it's in a similar way to how i inform my akira and akechi characterizations#by splitting Myself in two#less of a direct trait to trait kind of thing and more just. focusing on different parts of a person and extrapolating from them#koharu being the Protective Older Sibling energy &rei being the Good Friend And Constant Antagonistic Force (but still fiercely protective)#two parts of what my sister is to me. i guess.#it's similar to how i gave goro Soooo much of my self destructive tendencies + general bloated ego syndrome#and akira a lot of the like. idk. worrywart kinda thing. and also Anxiety. panic shit. sorry akira.#thats the secret to my realistic characterizations lol. it's all informed by self experience.#i wasnt meaning to make a whole post like this. none of these tags r even relevant to the main text of the post#but when have i ever stayed on task with a post lol . never.
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alittleannihilation · 2 years
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there is some DRAMA at work right now but unfortunately the drama is in my department and therefore I can't enjoy it, so sad.
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flowerwept · 2 years
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i probably wouldnt write any of my wols on tumblr just bc i have so many versions of their stories crafted in my head but sometimes i think it’d be fun to toss medraut at ascian muses because she’s so vehemently anti i am azem that they’d just start swinging the moment they saw any ascians
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basaltbutch · 2 years
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god im having so much fun developing this hivemind character. green is such a funky lil guy and i love it so much.
trying not to go the whole route of. y'know. hiveminds as a fearmongerer towards communism and instead trying to think of how a hivemind culture would actually work. what sort of things does the culture value? how do new ideas occur? how about art? culture? etc.
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