#IN EACH OF THE FOUR CORNERS

[eyeballcommander]

Say, if you like cats so much, why don't you just get one? Lord Hater has a pet, Dr. Schwarzschild has a pet...

Who? ...Wait, that's Bert.

Anyways pets-- even relatively low maintenance animd like cats-- are a lot of work. And I barely have enough time to take care of myself!

Seriously, how'm I supposed to remember to feed it when I keep forgetting to eat?

#I USED to have some spiders in my room #Nice ordinary spiders that did a good job at pest control #I'm not even sure if I can call them pets because I pretty much allowed them to exist and they rarely acknowledged me #Given that they're- y'know #Spiders #I swear those things will stay still for months #Only way to check if there's still a spider there is to get a pointer out and give it a light poke #it was nice to watch them weave their webs when they happened to do it around me #And I did look forward to seeing them #But SOMEBODY'S beast that can hardly be called a spider climbed up and ATE them!!! #Can't even keep Captain Tim out when he looooove using the vents #And believe me I've been experimenting with acid proof walls! #Anyways #This is why I can't have nice things #Even a symbiotic relationship with my Four Corner Guardians who I fed once in a blue moon #The bugs mostly came from Lord Hater's room since they're near each other and SOMEONE keeps leaving food out #So aside from a few rare occasions they were entirely self sufficient

[inavagrant-a]

I love how Wanderer’s Korean VA always sounds like he’s pissed off about something as he should, awraxa.

#out. #his cn va is definitely the more mature sounding one #out of all his va(s) #his english va is the petulant brat for sport #and then his jp va always sounds entertained about something and spoiled #though I have a bias towards his jp va cause it’s freaking #the legend himself Tetsuya kakihara and it’s the tone I aim for #I definitely try to balance all of these four somehow #because to me each VA also has a bias towards something #that pertains to how wanderer should sound like to /them/ so they highlight it the most #like maybe his English va thinks he should sound more sassy #while his Korean va thinks he needs to sound more like he’s always pressed #etc etc #ignore me I just get l this analytical #when my son is around the corner awraxawrqxa #I have ten wishes and a dream for miss Nilou #pleas e pray for me #thankful for the new area I may be able to scrap some more cousins (primos) AWRAXA

[sorrellegiance]

worn the fuck out why did my grandparents have so many children and then why did all their children have so many children

#played THREE rounds of foosball (first to nine points each) with the eight year old and then he wanted to play animals upon animals which is #a very delightful animal stacking die rolling game and i could've played a lot more of that only then the ten year old came along and wante #to start a game of monopoly and i did some theatrics about how LONG and BORING monopoly was and i'd rather play the spinning fish game with #the four year old but then they wheedled me a bit and i said fine but i would be setting a timer for thirty minutes on my phone and then i #would be fishing but then it was thirty minutes and i said fine ten more minutes because i'd just bought boardwalk and was flush with hope #but then had some spectacularly bad rolls and had to start mortgaging everything and somewhere in all that i forgot to stick to the timer #and then i was mortgaged to the hilt and hungry (two aunts got stuck on the bridge coming and dinner was pushed back and back) until finall #i landed on a property with a hotel and then another with FOUR houses on it and that was it for my career as a landlord #after dinner i sat down at the keyboard and banged out some tunes with the four year old (her full force with her palms and me rattling up #and down the top octave with two pointer fingers which i think will be quite bruised tomorrow) and it turned into freeze when she abruptly #switches the keyboard off and runs a lap around the grand piano and continue banging when she gets back on the bench and then after that sh #started chasing me around the big living room sectional and there was a lot of slipping skidding around corners in my socks which was FUN A #HECK and then i let her roll me around on the nice thick rug and then she chased me some more around everyone eating cake (mango mousse and #a green tea three layer with red bean cream SO GOOD) and then my mom sighed a lot about how stinky i was in the car #there aren't even that many children!! two of them had just turned thirteen! teenagers!! but there was just so much children for so few #children (six of em) sheesh!! okay yeah definitely time to shower now sor #a happy thing #sor.txt

[because-its-eurovision]

ʙʟɪɴᴅ ᴄʜᴀɴɴᴇʟ ʏʟᴇx ᴘᴏᴘ 2022

#kiitos Yle tästä nautinnosta #I don't know who was responsible for the camerawork but it was actually great for a live show #like they didn't completely ignore Olli or Aleksi this time #btw Olli was giving 110% and living his extra life #Joel seemed to really enjoy being back home #(my guess is he just missed rye bread) #something seemed a bit off with Niko & Joonas tho #like Niko was all the time in Olli's corner #I don't think they even looked at each other once #the only contact was during Timebomb and that part of Balboa they always do together #maybe I'm just imagining things #or they are purposefully avoiding each other on stage cause they finally got tired of the shipteasing #they've played three shows on tv now and we still haven't got the Sharks kiss #still four weeks to go until Tuska and I see my boys again #but I also used the culture money provided by my employer and bought tickets to Weekend festival #so I'm gonna see BC and Go_A! #how cool is that!! #blind channel #finland #eurovision #2021

[nightinngales]

heard any rumors lately

last night at work a person kept calling claiming their internet was out in the training room but every time we went down there someone had just pulled the ethernet cord out of the port. every time we just had to walk halfway across the casino to plug it back in. i'm convinced somebody just really didn't want to do their training and honestly i respect their dedication

#i don't have any real rumors i'm quite a boring person actually asdjkflh #mind you this port was like in the center of like four tables caddy-cornered so all the people sitting there were facing each other #and then the port was on a little box on the floor right in the center of those four tables #like we'd have to move the table to get to it #so i keep wondering how high was bro's stealth to keep unplugging it without getting caught

[st0neddew-valley]

i started a penny save today but i cannot for the life of me motivate myself to actually start it bc i HATE the first spring and i know i don’t want to work on clearing my farm and have little inventory space and rebuilding the community center but also i want to speed-run dating penny

also before any mentions of mods, i only play on switch as of rn and also have had just shitty luck with others mods in the past :((( plus i’m technology stupid and have a laptop that’s a decade old at least

#st0neddew valley #stardew valley #sdv #toasty thoughts w/ corto #stardew valley farmer oc #sdv farmer oc #stardew valley penny #sdv penny #i also feel like i need to update my farmer list bc i don’t just run one save anymore #but also don’t wanna use the same picrew bc that will only point out how similar all my characters look #i like maybe three hairstyles and two of the starter shirts #which really limits how each of my characters look #what’s worse is they all have the same farm layout :’) #i’m a sucker for the four corners farm layout #anyway here’s my farmer tags for if i decide to make an updated farmer post #stardew valley farmer shilo #sdv farmer shilo #stardew valley farmer louise #sdv farmer louise #stardew valley farmer rory #sdv farmer rory #stardew valley farmer aeris #sdv farmer aeris #if ur reading this ily <3 say it back >:( #jk

[freakylilnutjob]

share 10 different favorite characters from ten different pieces of media in no particular order, then tag 10 people 🎥🎬📺

I was tagged by @simplyjustsimping, thank you!!

Charlie Spring - Heartstopper

Charlie Kelmeckis - The Perks of Being a Wallflower

Fezco - Euphoria

Jamie Fraser - Outlander

Penelope Garcia - Criminal Minds

Dean Winchester - Supernatural

Elijah Mikaelson - The Originals

Nick Miller - New Girl

Sam Gardner - Atypical

Franky Doyle - Wentworth

I tag @skyisverybored @asxitxis @orientedsadaroace @charliespringsleftconverse @annissina @darcy-olssons @newtness532 @nelliereadsstuff @nicknelsonmyson @idealism-sits-in-prison if y’all want to do it!

#I’ve been thinking of these answers since I was tagged last night until I went to sleep #and from when I woke up until now #I’ve been up for four hours lol #it was so fun tho #choosing between Nick and Charlie took the most time #could you imagine all of these characters ina room together #it would be absolute chaos #like imagine Jamie trying to have a conversation with Fezco #Fezco wouldn’t understand anything 😭 #and Dean and Elijah would just want to murder each other #both Charlie’s and Sam would probably be sat on the floor in a corner #Franky would be hitting on Garcia so bad #and Nick would just be so confused with everything #and probably accidentally get himself in the middle of Dean and Elijah’s beef #it would be hilarious #tagged

[milo-is-rambling]

Nothing like some light substance abuse to really make you feel like a child again

#me sitting in my room shaking in silence after turning all my lights off quickly and locking my bedroom door and holding my breath as my #mother turns the light on outside to let the dog out and the light between the blinds comes pouring into my rook #on the carpet I see her shadow as she walks past #minutes feel like hours as I wait for her to sulk away back to her cave. I open my bedroom door to sneak away to the bathroom and the light #from the kitchen is visible in the hallway. this feels like a personal attack when you’re a child sneaking around in the late hours. it #feels like we’re two mountain lions claiming territory in this house and you are cornering me in my bedroom just like when I was a child #I am typing this from under three blankets layered over each other to hide the light from my screen (with reduced white point) just in case #my mother walks outside near my window or near my bedroom door. #I feel so connected to my childhood self right now. sitting in the dark room with the only light coming from one window with the blinds draw #n. just the outline of each individual blind. and the light pouring in from under a locked bedroom door. if she knocks you have to answer. #if you don’t answer she will unlock it herself. locks never meant privacy in my home. I remember that clearly. #there was a lock on my childhood bedroom in my house in Maine. locked from the outside not the inside. they could lock me in but I couldn’t #lock anyone out. to be fair I had a habit of getting up in the middle of the night sneaking to the kitchen and eating slices of processed #individually wrapped cheese slices while watching horrifying shows like oobi and the fucking one with the band of four ppl they were all a #different colored instrument #idk anyways. there was a lock on my bedroom on the outside and I remember waking up in the morning before anyone else and playing in my room #and reading and waiting for like a half an hour every morning for someone to wake up and decide they had the energy to come deal with me #so that’s fun. undiagnosed adhd core. #coming out of whatever high trance I just had where I was connected to all of that childhood terror of being seen by my mother. I was afraid #of being caught even though I was doing nothing wrong. I was constantly afraid of something I did not have any reason to be afraid of. #it felt like at any moment I could be wrong place wrong timed with my mother and suddenly feel like the worst person ever. and I’m sure that #demanded a lot of attention and made her pull away from dealing with me I mean she had just lost her job and was running her own business #now and she was stressed and broke and trying to keep it together and I’m sure I was running around under her feet or my brother and I were #arguing but idk I just feel like I don’t remember anything from my childhood and what I do remember is being afraid of everything and is #that some emotional thing or is that just I have been anxious my entire life and no one cared until I was literally trying to kill my sled #self fucking autocorrect #anyways. #I think my mother has gone to bed so I’m going to slink into my own bathroom and maybe throw up a little 👍 I am excited to see what the fuck #I wrote here when I reread it tomorrow

[kariachi]

Kevin and Irene ficlet! I just, needed a bit of them. A morning in the Levin household.

~~

“Okay,” Kevin said as he slipped into Irene’s room, “one each necromancer approved pain-killing chicken, fresh from the fridge.”

“You’re a gift.” She perked as she said it, gathering herself up, eyes moving between his face and the whole bird on the platter in his hand. Never a great sign for how she was feeling. How anyone was feeling. Certainly he couldn’t imagine anybody found the sickly, multicolored mottling appetizing, and he knew from unfortunate experience that even the best of efforts couldn’t make it taste like anything less than the end result of throwing grass, snails, a cinnamon stick, and mint into a food processor. Fucking mint wasn’t even needed for the magic, it just was the most convenient addition to keep cooking from fucking with the effectiveness. He wasn’t even going to pretend he knew how that worked.

“Anything for you, Princess.” Dropping to the floor beside her, he held the platter up for easy access with a smile. Irene wasted no time in swallowing the roast down in one bite that cleared the platter of pretty much everything. The platter didn’t even try to move, an always charming reminder that she was a far more delicate eater than she looked. “You want me to reschedule dinner? He’d unde-”

“No,” she said firmly. “I’ve been looking forward to this all week-” Her tendrils wiggled, and her tone took on a lighter air. “-and if we wait another one my nerves’ll probably burn through. Anyway, I should be fine. I’ll just take it easy today, conserve my spoons.” He grinned at her.

“Benefits of marrying a man who pays your bills.”

“Damn right,” she laughed. Kevin leaned over to butt his head against hers with a chuckle of his own as she let herself spread back out, a portion of her mass gathering in his lap. “Another benefit, since he doesn’t need to work anymore either, he can stay here with me until I feel like getting up.” Faking a gasp, he draped himself over her as much as he could.

“A hostage situation.”

“Yep.” She turned her head enough to rest it against his arm. “I have to practice these sort’ve things, or I’ll never make it into your top five kidnappings.” With what was almost a purr, he brushed a kiss over her mass- smooth, soft, and just barely warm against his lips.

“Well, you’re off to a good start so far.”

#fanfic #they're adorable your honor i had no choice #there is Much Lore stuffed in the corners here #from a taste of erinaen painkillers to irene lore to a glimpse of a lenopan-specific chronic condition #which will eventually have a post about it i promise #there's a post highlighting one species-specific chronic condition for each of my main four in the works #kevin and rook have a car worth a small planet they and their partners literally do not have to work for a living #for the levins specifically this means they can focus on their own health and projects and family

[pothoslore]

here i need a place to dump my thoughts about F4 thailand (2021). 

Thyme being aggressive still, but not feeling like a caricature and showing his more tender side for Gorya. I just really love the dichotomy of him going from angry head honcho to sudden earnest silliness. Bright does such a great job capturing his expressions and gazes pointed at Gorya. 

The way Thyme’s mom is more integral to the plot rather than her appearing around (ch 99-100). You really get to see how she has her eyes everywhere on her children, ensuring Thyme isn’t straying from his future as an heir to a massive business. I just love how controlling and omnipotent she really is. It just makes her threats and appearances all the more gratifying and terrifying. She’s a major obstacle the two leads have to get over. 

I love how much more emotional and in your face he is in this adaption. He’s still forceful and aggressive but it’s done more.. tastefully I guess you could say. Still horrible to watch when he does plead to Gorya that I always make a face at how frantic and hurt he is.

Bright’s anger in episode 7, chef’s kiss. And the other scene in the later episode when Gorya calls his family to take him back. His acting is very on par!!! He’s giving me Jerry Yan and MatsuJun vibes. 

This isn’t much of qualm except more of a sidenote, but I enjoy how they have meshed the plots together. It does make it feel like it’s going a fast pace, especially if you’ve read the manga and everything seems to go at a much even pace. I still feel like it adds a level of “this is happening over a couple weeks time here and there”. Which is fine, but it does make it feel quick. 

I love how modern the plot is!! I love that the media has a BIG play in with everything I feel like in the earlier adaptions it wasn’t like that because of it being set in early 2000s. But now with it being set in more of 2020s, you get to see how much of an influence the F4 really are!!! It makes it all the more entertaining especially since celebrity/business culture goes hand in hand with media because they have that money to be able to control that.

I love the flower references, how we keep going back to Tulips. Ugh it makes it all the more fascinating!!! 

Uncle Ga is a fantastic OC, rather than the Kazuya character. Still appreciate him in the manga. 

Seeing the F4 fight it out, really emphasizes that they have their differences and beef, but always come out being the best of friends at the end. It’s real friendship and love, and I love that Yoko Kamio never took that away. 

F4 absolutely adoring Gorya. They loved Makino since the beginning, and they’ll love and defend her till the end. CHEFS KISS. 

I just love MJ, Kavin, Thyme, and Ren so much. Seeing them all interact really makes them feel like the F4 popped out of the manga. I am enjoying their antics! 

Kaning being such a presence!!!! I love her TO PIECES and it also shows the F4 adore her and Gorya too! It makes me absolutely giddy. 

#hyd corner #I LOVE IT. #it has its moments where it sort of falters a bit but it really picks it up #i enjoy seeing gorya and thyme struggle because nothing will come easy for them. ever #and that was always a point of contention with makino and tsukasa in the manga too #the path they choose is with each other but also they have to face the four year gap #and the fact that tsukasa has to be a leader #i love that he gets to go through that change #it also proves to his mom that literally tsukushi never wanted money or recognition from the domyoujis but rather just to be #and have fun and love her son unconditionally #UGH ITS SO GOOD

[steviescrystals]

being one of two liberals in a government class full of raging conservatives my senior year of high school was character development

#it was also like 5 girls and 20 guys and idk how that happened bc everyone at my high school had to take gov senior year #roughest part was the unit on constitutional amendments bc for each one my teacher would give us a list of statements that related to it #and we’d do four corners for all of them #as in ‘stand in this corner if you strongly disagree that one if you somewhat disagree that one if you strongly agree’ etc #and then he’d pick someone in each corner to explain why they chose it #and it was literally always me (and usually my other liberal friend but not always) in one corner and EVERYONE else in the opposite one #so i was always the spokesperson for everything i believed while getting stared down by a whole class of people who believed the opposite #like yes i willingly did it i’m not gonna pretend to have different values than i do but omg it was so intimidating #lj.txt

[whereimnotme]

Went looking for a documentary about *one specific thing* and ended up binge watching Four Corners all day today. Bit of an odd thing to find oneself doing but I do not control the hyperfixation.

Anyway -- ran into these two episodes from 2021 that I thought might be interesting to the broader internet.

Enjoy this deep dive into the history, impact and complicity of Fox News. I've been informed it's not geolocked on the ABC website but let me know if that's a lie.

#australian stuff #newscorp #fox news #US politics #Donald Trump #Four Corners #rupert murdoch #james murdoch #lachlan murdoch #january 6 #ABC #Sarah Ferguson #murdoch news empire #Complicity and accountability #checks and balances #journalistic responsibility #Each episode's about 45mins so make sure you've got an afternoon free #I suspect we'd be less interested in chiming in if the Murdoch's weren't originally Australian #I guess I should include my regular us politics tag -- though I know you definitely aren't rn: #america are you okay?

[getodrools]

Sukuna can smell you.

His nose is whiffing in the air as his eyes dart around to seek your presence, and all four of them land on those bothersome clothes you tread with soon as you round the corner, “Dear.” His tongue laps over his lips, imagining a might of things without them.

Tilting your head, you watch the king spread his legs wide in his throne and leans back. His chest is exposed, all mass and girth throbbing in potent abundance; his markings expanding with each pant while fat thigh meat spreads like jam and peaks through his robes. One of his arms holds his head with a smug, tooth-eating grin — a kind of all-showing wry smirk with such fierce intent that could just swallow you up.

“Need to tell me something?” The tip of his nose curls and he almost wiggles it when your heels tap closer to him in response.

It's getting stronger. So does his urges.

You stick your nose up too, “I don't believe so?” and you watch how the curse pants, “No? Ah ~ I guess you don't,” His nail waves around in the air, and drops down, pointing right between your legs, “But that pussy wants to tell me something, she seems needy. Wet.” His words kick something in you, damn.

Your ovulating.

<– BACK: PINNED ౨ৎ NEXT: MORE SUKUNA –>

#🌐 𝐿𝒜𝒱𝐼𝐼 𝒲𝑅𝐼𝒯𝐸𝒮! #ᝰ ryomen sukuna! #jjk x reader #jjk #jjk smut #sukuna smut #jujutsu kaisen #sukuna x reader #ryomen sukuna #jjk sukuna

[bunnions]

something something katsuki can't keep his hands off you when he's had a little too much to drink (see: denks the worst at-home bartender in the world, believes a shot of vodka really means four).

it starts off innocently enough, gathered in eijiro's living room, when he cracks a foul-mouthed joke and you double over into side with laughter. the heat starts to creep up his neck, but it's easy to blame it on the alcohol. he nudges you back playfully, a grin quirking at the corner of his lips.

two more shots of whatever vile concoction denki mixed up and he's melting into the couch. he's sitting on one end, a little squished with how mina, eijiro, hanta, and denki are piled on top of each other - chatting away, drinking, and desperately trying not to make eye contact with the wasted blond. katsuki's got you perched all pretty in his lap because "there isn't any room left to sit." a convenient excuse.

you're flushed and trying to keep up with mina's story and you're having a great time with your friends but katsuki's hands are looping casually around your waist and pulling you closer to him and he's leaning a little on you for support and you feel a zing speed down your spine as his lips brush against your arm. an accident.

his head's a little fuzzy, but katsuki's practically melting with the alcohol swimming through his veins. and you're so soft it's making everything even fuzzier. before he even finishes that thought he's testing out the plush of your waist, your thighs, pinching a little at the small of your back, and back down to your thighs. you squirm in his hold, and he retaliates with a soft grunt and by biting what he could reach.

the spit on your arm is more uncomfortable than the rather tame bite he gives you. you can see his eyes wobble, flitting to different parts of your face. "hol' s'till," he garbles and your heart leaps into your throat. you can feel four sets of eyes boring into you both, but you can't break away from katsuki's heavy, lidded, lovesick gaze.

#no idea where that came from #the holy spirit took hold of me #maybe i'm just touch starved cries #i think katsuki doesn't drink often so his tolerance is piss shit #and he already struggles to keep his emotions at bay when it comes to you sober. even worse when drunk #and i like to think this is early enough your friendship / crush that the physical barrier has not yet been breached or #has just recently been breached #he wants to touch you so bad! not even sexually (although he does) it's just a matter of a new level of intimacy #that drives him wild and spills over when drunk in a single-minded way #ok goodnight #bun.writes #char.katsuki #suggestive ? #bakugo x reader #bakugo katuski x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #katsuki x reader #bakugou x reader #bakugo headcanons #bakugou headcanons

[alexthetrashyracoon]

Simon wants to marry you.

This fact was as clear as rain on his mind. You were the love of his life, he was ready to settle down with you and grow old.

So Simon prepared everything for that special day, it was your fourth year anniversary and Simon wants to ask you the biggest question someone could ask and he hoped, maybe even prayed despite not believing in any higher deity, that you would say 'yes' to his proposal.

He has planned out the whole day, from the moment you woke to the moment you would close your eyes for the night again, everything was supposed to be perfect.

Simon brings you breakfast in bed, watching your smile brighten when you see the freshly pressed orange juice and the fresh buns, still warm from the bakery. "Happy Anniversary." He whispers before slipping back into bed behind you, pulling you between his legs and stealing some of the freshly cut Mango from your plate.

When breakfast is over, you two made a mess out of each other while trying to feed each other, he scoops you up and carries you into the bathroom, telling you to get ready and that he has a lot of plans for today which causes you to become perceptive. Immediately starting to question him about his plans, but he's still a trained soldier, he withstands your flow of questions.

Another plan of Simon for today was bringing you to a fair, the same one you two met four years ago.

Here he wanted to ask you to marry him, on top of the Ferris wheel where you two had been stuck together four years ago due to a technical issue with the electronic.

But after spending a few hours walking the fair ground, having to walk back to his car once to bring Lord Otto from Otterson, the plush Otter he won you at one of the stupid and usually very rigged fair games, to safety and out of the way. You make it to the Ferris wheel and Simon's face fell.

"Out of order..." He breathes and runs a hand through his short blonde hair, staring up at the still standing wheel and the dangling cable cars.

"Damn." You curse softly next to him and scratch your neck. "Well, maybe we can ride it another day, mhm?"

"Yeah, maybe. Well, we can't change anything now." He chuckles and squeezes the velvety box in his back pocket. Keeping it safe until you two would reach the next destination.

The small restaurant by the corner where you two lived was filled with loud voice, happy laughter, children running around, not that Simon minded, he knew you were a very outgoing person and enjoyed the social interactions from such evenings.

Simon had reserved a table a few weeks ago and the waiter brings you and him over, Simon shushing the poor man who just wants to help you sit.

He is your boyfriend, bloody hell, he can do something so simple as helping you get seated.

"I know it is our anniversary, Simon," You chuckle as you put down the glass of wine Simon has ordered for you and him, "But something feels different. I just don't know what. Special..."

"Four years is just a long time, love. Maybe your brain finally catches up with... wha-?" Simon wants to be cheesy with you before asking you the question of all questions when suddenly his feet feel wet and he looks down, seeing water come from the kitchen.

His second attempt of asking for your hand has been sabotaged by a broken water pipe.

Simon curses internally as he carries you back outside, not wanting to get your feet wet and cause you catching some flu.

Well, there is only the romantic walk through the nearby park which is empty around this time of the night, so you two can walk around the pond and watch the fireflies and swans before he can go down on one knee and finally ask.

But before he even get you through the sturdy iron gates that allowed entrance to the park, his phone rang, Prices' number on the screen and everything in Simon screams to ignore his Captain for the sake of your relationship and your future.

He apologizes and takes the call, listening to Price explaining that they've got information about a certain Russian Terrorist planning an attack and that they had to meet within the next hour.

"It's fine." You reassure him when he brings you back to your shared apartment, squeezing his hand with a gentle smile on your lips. "I had a lot of fun today with at my side. And saving the world is much more important. We can celebrate another time, Si."

"You're too forgiving." Simon replies and presses his chapped lips against your forehead. "But it's not fine. I had the whole day planned out. And the universe seems against me at all, bloody hell. All I wanted to do tonight was asking you to marry me. And everything I've tried blew. The Ferris Wheel, the restaurant, even the walk..."

You cut him off before he can talk himself into a frenzy by wrapping your arms around his neck, having to stand on your tiptoes and planting your lips on his.

"Yes." You grin when you pull back. "Yes, I will marry you, Simon Riley. I will marry you."

Maybe he should have simply asked you this morning during breakfast, might have saved him from getting another grey hair on his head. But sometimes the simple answer is hidden behind the complicated ideas.

#simon riley #simon ghost riley #simon riley x you #ghost x you #cod x gn!reader #cod mwii #cod mw2 #simon riley x reader

[shotmrmiller]

ik its hyper unrealistic but like imagine being in las almas during the 'alone' mission as just a civilian who's hiding in their home with the lights off, praying no one finds you.

then in sneaks a skull face man who's too light on his feet for his burly size, but you remain silent, pressing yourself flatter into the dark corner you're tucked in.

his boots come to an abrupt stop in your living room, and you're biting down on your tongue painfully to keep from whimpering, but you think he hears you anyway- how could he not? each quivering exhale that escapes you sounds deafening even to you.

"hide better."

you start when he speaks, a gruff baritone that reverberates in your very chest.

"now."

his unyielding tone has your body moving before you can even acknowledge the fact, scrambling away on all fours to your bedroom in a panic, when he's suddenly behind you.

a strong arm lifts you like you're but the size of a child and shoves you into a small closet, pushing you behind him and swiftly closing the door, holding the knob so it doesn't click as it shuts.

the space is too tight, your nose aching as it's forcibly pressed into his broad back. you're pinned between a solid wall and the back of the closet- a noise of protest about to fall from your lips when you hear glass shattering.

you flinch, your fingers digging into the sides of the man's jacket in reflex. voices begin to flood your quaint, little home, american by the sound of it.

it all muffles after that, a thunderous roar inside your ears, heart slamming against your chest, dread sinking into your stomach.

god don't let them find you, don't let them find you don't-

the skull man shifts imperceptibly, and a large hand curls around your thigh that's firmly pressed against his own, and tightens-

grounding.

slowly, you let out a calming breath, the rough hold he has on you soothing your frayed nerves. he wouldn't have done any of this if he was an enemy.

the moments after that feel like an eternity as the sound of footsteps that fill your home slowly dissipate. the wait feels endless, until your savior finally emerges from the closet, freeing you from confinement as well.

he walks forward a little, then turns his head your direction.

"hidin' in plain sight works only on the amateurs. these men aren't. i won't be here t'save ya next time."

he unsheathes a blade from his waistband, metal gleaming under the dim light, and silently pads toward your back door.

"thank you," you whisper.

the only sign you get that he heard you at all was a subtle pause of his movements before exiting, effortlessly melting into the shadows.

hours later, when johnny finally stumbles in through the church doors, simon notices a very recognizable fabric tied around johnny's arm in a makeshift bandage.

hm.

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