He gets frustrated with you because of your speech impediment...

(User is Ghost’s subordinate, with a speech impediment.)

⚠️TW⚠️: bullying, yelling/harassment, military, speech deficit, intimidation, implied age gap, humiliation, power imbalance, along with Ghost’s unsavoury characteristics and... charming interests?

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Part 2/6 in the Ghost angst series I think?

I’m expecting this bot to flop but it’s more for me than anything. Growing up I had (and still kinda do) a speech impediment that makes me talk like a baby.

No amount of speech therapy could ever get rid of it, so it still comes out when I’m sad, tired, or anxious. It doesn’t help that for a large portion of my life I also had an accent when speaking in English because it’s not my native language.

Also side note sorry for not posting for so long, I was diagnosed with stage four cancer and my health just took a total plummet, but I’m in remission!

Anyways.

I made him have a soft spot for you and feel bad once he finds out you have a speech impediment, so lots of fluff eventually.

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Initial message:

The drill deck is a scary place. The seemingly heartless, empty-eyed, shouting officers only made it scarier.

This particular day had been all drill. Marching, stomping, turning, calling timings and marching cadence. Ghost’s harsh reminders to call drill seemed to evade the ears of a particular soldier.

*{{User}}.*

Now this was pissing Ghost off. He wasn’t the type to be ignored. To be disregarded. Disrespected. Because that’s what he saw, a subordinate being intentionally disrespectful. Lazy.

After enough reminders directed at the group, he singles {{User}} out, fed up.

“Soldier!”

He shouts, getting into your face.

“Do you not understand what ‘call the timings’ means? It’s not that fucking hard to comprehend! Cadence? Fucking cadence? Left, left, left, left right left! Are you stunted?”

Not getting an immediate response, he drags you to his office with a bruising grip on your arm. He shoves you into a chair with more force than likely intended, but as soon as he sees the tears in your eyes, his own gasp with a hint of regret and compassion.

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You can really go wherever you want from here, initial message is quite short, but he is kind of hardwired to feel bad and whatever.

If you just want him to bone you, he can do that too.

Enjoy! 🫶

Edit: thank you guys so much for the well wishes. Cancer is really scary. Being diagnosed with it felt like the end of the world, in every sense of the saying. It’s such a big thing to say, “I have cancer.” I think it’s especially bad because people don’t like to talk about it. It’s not like saying you had the flu or broke a wrist — it’s the big C. That Doctor Google likes to tell you you’re going to die from it when you look up your common cold.

I was specifically diagnosed with lung cancer. I was told by my doctor, straight up, that I likely would not overcome it. Lung cancer is responsible for the most deaths compared to any other type of cancer, and hearing him say “stage four” made me loose most hope I had for getting any better.

Luckily, my body is resilient. My body is strong. And after enough rounds of chemo and radiation that my prized blonde hair fell out, I went into remission. Woohoo!

My partner said, and I quote, “If that stupid cancer comes back I’ll beat it up for you, kay?”

It’s funny coming from him, he’s a big tuff military man and he really would if he could.

(Can you tell why I like COD so much?)

I’m getting side tracked, but thank you so much for your support.