Matt Sturniolo - P Links Pt.3

it’s me. i’m bitches.

Wife at First Sight

A mini series of drabbles where Simon decides you’re his wife the moment he laid eyes on you

Part one (~800 words)

Part two (~300 words)

Part three (~900 words)

Part four (~600 words)

Part five (2k words)

Part six (2k words)

Part seven 18+ MDNI (2k words)

Main masterlist

Bartender!Ghost x Waitress!Reader Masterlist

Ghost Masterlist

Summary: You need some extra cash for rent, and you're sick of sitting at home, staring at a computer all day. You hear pub a few blocks away from your flat is looking for a server. Can't be hard, right? Well... the serving part isn't hard. But the brooding bartender that suddenly enters your life is - in more ways than one.

Warnings: cursing, misogynistic/degrading behavior towards reader (not from tf141), NSFW, humiliation, pining, masturbation, jealousy, slow burn

Storyline:

pilot

interview

day one

simon's jealousy starts

hurricane shot

customer yells at you

simon gets hit on

you meet BarOwner!Price

you ask simon to take the mean customers

mitch says something he shouldn't

simon makes you cry

you both apologize after you avoid him for two days

you suggest a promotional drink for Halloween

price gets you a stepstool

price makes simon work for what he wants

you spill drinks on your shirt

simon lets some stress out

Headcannons:

the vision

pub dynamics

flirting pt 1

"DOOR!!"

flirting pt 2

when customers leave you their numbers

kyle and johnny

plans for the au

Simon “Ghost” Riley

THE VEINS THE VEEEEEEIIINNSSS

The sexual tension between a girl and not feeling real every time her birthday comes around

The slutty mirror pics in the bathroom

thinking about blindfolded matt ...

Imagine. Simon coming home from a long mission, the soft patter of your shower and the corny guilty pleasure song blasting as you sing poorly along.

A soft smile rests on Simons face as he shreds of his gear, his mask long discarded on the kitchen table. He quietly slips in behind you in the shower, you don’t scream. or jump, you simply turn around to face him continuing to sing into the shampoo bottle as you dance stupidly, as much as you can in the small shower.

All while Simon looks at you like a lovesick puppy, a permanent smile never leaving his face, all while thinking “imma marry this girl”

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