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forgetting my silly celebrity crushes have there own lives and are married and have kids and aren't waiting just waiting for me to find them randomly.

#like 😭😭😭 #marzylics fic #★~staries randoms #drew starkey #celebrity crush #jeremy allan white #X reader

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Bro I genuinely hated thus fic when I wrote it 😭 thanks tho

Going to a bar with Simon "if you dare say anything about my girl ill fucking kill you" Riley is always a fun experience.

He has his arm wrapped around you almost the entire time until you told him your going to get some more drinks add he lets you go. As your waiting for your drinks a guy walks up to you "hey gorgeous" he smiled "what a pretty thing like you doing all alone?" he asked

You try to make as much distance as possible between you and the guy. "im not alone" you say

"Are you sure" he says filling the gap between you two "im really good company" he say getting to close for comfort

You turn your head around to look for Simon not seeing him anywhere makes you nervous. Until you feel his familiar arm around you waist "she said she isn't alone" he said to the guy. Simon nearly doubled him height "get lost" Simon spat

The man quickly ran away from you and him leaving the bar. "Are you ok" Simon asks you

"Im fine" you replied to him

He wraps his arms around you pulling you into a tight hug "im so sorry" he says "I shouldn't have left you" he said kissing the top of your head

"its not your fault si" you say reassuring him

"You wanna leave now" he asks you

"Yeah" you answer "thank you si"

#250 reblogs #tumblr milestone #thank you

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My toxic trait is knowing which community episode it is based of the outfits

#community #community tv #jeff winger #abed nadir #troy and abed #troy barnes #britta perry #annie edison #shirley bennett #ben chang #community obbsesion

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Deployment

Pairing: Simon 'Ghost' Riley x Civilian!Reader Scenario: The time has come. It's his first deployment since you've become a couple. The goodbyes are difficult. Warnings: No mask Simon (It's my personal headcanon in his regular life he probably wouldn't wear it), lots of angst, talking of leaving, talking of dying, canon-typical swearing.

One more night. One more night in his arms. What if he didn’t come back? What if he got hurt? What if he went missing? Honestly, you weren’t sure that you could cope with the never knowing what happened. Please, please, let there be some type of miracle that might happen so that Simon wouldn’t have to go. Things had been going so well, it simply wasn’t fair. If only he had any other job in the world. If only he was still a butcher, or something normal like that. Why now?

“Sleep.” Even with his eyes firmly closed Simon commanded you to rest. “You have work tomorrow.” Simon sounded tired, you supposed it was 2am, he had a right to be tired. “I don’t care.” You answered with a sad and quiet tone, eyes fixed on his sleeping frame in the pitch blackness that filled the room. “The morning is going to come whether you sleep or not.”

There was silence for a moment and Simon wondered if you had actually listened and then he heard it. Sniff. Then quiet. Sniff, sniff. Then even more silence before. Hck. Sniff. Sniff. His eyes pried open, adjusting momentarily before finding your face crumbling with emotion, lips firmly frowned and trembling, eyes filling fast with tears that were trickling down your face and soaking the pillow beneath you.

“Babe.” He whispered, reaching out to gently touch your shoulder, squeezing in a comforting way. “Don’t… Don’t bloody cry.” Simon whispered, his own voice a little thicker than usual. “Oi, c’mere.” Then pulling you across the sheets into his arms, holding you to firmly in his strong arms. “You dozy bloody moo…” He whispered, soothingly rubbing your back in small circles as you hiccupped and sobbed into his throat. “I know, I know.”

Honestly, he’d never had to deal with this before. Of course, he’d been around other colleagues and watched how hard it’s been for them to be away from their loved once. For him, it had been a very long time since he’d been in this place before and it was never like he had someone waiting for him to come home. It added an entirely different layer of fear, there was that fear of exposing you to danger but there was always a fear of leaving you. It felt like it hadn’t been that long since he’d learned to love you, allowed himself to let someone new into his life and now there was the possibility it could be all ripped away in an instant. Simon wanted more time, but that wasn’t something he was going to be afforded.

Still, even as your tears flowed Simon just held you, strong and tight in his arms, shushing you and caressing you so gently until your body just succumbed to exhaustion. It brought him pain to think of you being apart from him in mere hours now, sobbing yourself to sleep without his strong arms and his kind words. Fuck, it had never been this hard before.

The following morning Simon was up bright and early to finish his checklist. It seemed that you were restless too and that early awakening lead to you following him around like a lost puppy, eyes watching the clock as if counting down the seconds. “Babe, I’m just going to put some fuel in the car. I’ll be back. I promise.” He’d assured when your eyes had filled with wayward tears as he nabbed his keys. “Sweetheart, can I take a piss in peace, please?” He’d begged as you chased him into the bathroom for the second time that morning.  “I’m just going to get a loaf of bread from the other freezer, stay here.” He'd commanded as he unlocked the back door. “Babe, if you wanted to join me in the shower all you had to do was ask…” Simon had purred before you two fell into the steamy shower.

Later that morning you were munching down some toast, eyes fixed firmly on Simon as he made himself a strong tea. It was difficult thinking that tomorrow morning you would be going through this routine on your own. The thought alone was enough for a lump to stick awkwardly in your throat. “Right…” Simon began then, causing you to push down any of those awful feelings and focus. “I’ve left a list of numbers over there…” Turning he held his mug in hand and nodded in the direction of a lonely notepad, it was full of names and phone numbers and occupations. “Reckon they’ll be able to fix any problems you might run into, alright? I’m not gonna be able to be in contact all the time, so I need to know that if there is a problem here, or with you, or with the car that it’ll be covered.”

“Right.” You agreed gently, taking another solemn bite of toast. “Against my better judgement…” Simon continued, stepping across to sit opposite you at the kitchen table. “I’ve added you to my car insurance, use it when you need it, please don’t write it off.” There was almost teasing to his tone. “My driving isn’t that bad…” You grumbled and this only earned a smirk as he took another sip of his tea. “I’ve got all the utilities set up. The mortgage is on direct debit. I’m even paying that kid down the road to come a mow the garden whilst I’m gone, he’s happy to be making a little extra money and it’s one less thing for you to worry about, which means one less thing for me to worry about.” Simon explained.

A frown found your lips. “I’m capable of looking after myself and the house, you know…” Simon lets out a soft sigh then and replies. “I know, babe. I…” He seems to pause, as if taking a moment to find the right words. “I like to know that I’ve covered every possibility at home so I won’t have to worry when I’m out there…” Simon said it like out there was a very distant place, very cold, isolated and very far from you. “Okay?” Silently he was asking you to just trust him and give him these final few hours to make sure everything was set up in a way that gave him comfort, the comfort of knowing that you were safe at home. “Okay.”

The way that you watched the clock on the wall was like you were begging it for more time, making some kind of trade so that Simon wouldn’t need to go. Regardless of what you promised the time still came. There he stood loading his bags into the waiting cab, you stood a couple paces back wanting to give some space. “Let me drive you-” You attempted to persuade. “It’ll be too hard.” Simon answered with finality.

He closed the boot with a shunt and then turned to be looking at you. “It’ll be better to leave you here at home and then call you once I arrive on base. Okay?” It sounded like he was trying to convince himself too. “C’mon now…” He muttered, watching as finally the emotion broke over your face, all that strength crumbled and the tears began to trickle once again. “Oi…” Simon muttered, wrapping you into his warm strong arms. Those same arms you wouldn’t feel again for month. Your last embrace. “It’ll be easier like this. I promise. Easier for you. Easier for me.” Simon whispered, squeezing you so tight in his bulging arms. “I love you.”

It was something so rare and so emotional that you actually gasped, glancing up at him through your watery eyes. “Love you too.” Your words came out less controlled, spoken through a sob. “Love you.” You added, as if to make up for the initial emotional sentiment like Simon might have not been able to hear you over the lump in your throat. “Call me-” “I will.” There was a solid promise.

Then one final kiss. It was searing, his lips pressed against your own so hard that you thought he might bruise you. You never wanted this kiss to end. You didn’t want him to climb into the cab. You didn’t want his promises or his declarations of love and devotion. No, you just wanted him…

A second later Simon detangled you from his arms and climbed into the cab. He knew that one of you had to be strong in this moment and that you were never going to be the one to walk away, so he needed to. Even if it hurt more than being fucking shot Simon needed to step away. He had duty. He had honour. Someday maybe you’d understand, or maybe you never would, but he hoped that at least you’d find some type of normality without him around…

Once he’d arrived on base Simon got back into a routine seamlessly, everyone thought of him as the emotionless and stoic ‘Ghost’. That was all that he wanted to be to these people. The less they knew about his life the better, that way he could shield you from anyone using you against him. He’d never forgive himself… however, there was one person that needed to know. Officially, he needed to speak to Price, if the worst should happen you’d need to know.

It was late. Far too late to be doing all this, but Simon knew that his Captain would still be up. Rapping his knuckles hard against his door a voice called out and in he stepped. John sat at his desk, pouring over paperwork on his desk and gifting Simon a very tired smile as he entered. “Captain.” He kept his voice firm and professional as he entered. “Lieutenant, what do you need?”

For a moment Simon stood quietly, mouth pursed as if he racked his brains for the right words. “My next of kin…” “It’s blank – like we discussed.” About to dismiss him when Simon spoke again. “I need it changed.” John seemed shocked by these words, the argument that they had over not having one and now to have him so quickly change his mind. “What do you need from me?”

John blinked, once then twice before collecting a form from his desk. “Just jot their details down…” Passing over a pen as he watched Simon began to diligently fill in the boxes. His hand-writing was just as he expected, messy and haphazard, but his mind only went to Simon’s homelife… John wondered, did he have someone special? Who was it? What were they like? How long had they known each other? What was the relationship? All these questions that John wanted to ask, but knowing Simon wouldn’t get a single answer. “If I die, tell her.” Yanked back to reality with one simple sentence. “Not some letter. No some top brass. You tell her, Captain.” Sliding the piece of paper back in his direction. “Don’t tell her how - she won’t cope with that.” John nodded. “For fuck sake, don’t show her a body if there is one. She’d never sleep again.”

“Need you to make sure she gets access to my pension. I want every fucking penny of it going to her.” Simon placed down the pen hard on the table. “My house. My car. The shirt off my dead fucking back. I want it all going to her. Okay?” There was desperation in his tone. This was a conversation they were meant to be having 6 weeks ago, with legal and suits around to sign it all off. Not the night before he was going to be put on a plane into a warzone. “Simon-” “John, please…” He didn’t need to see the rest of his face to know that Simon was in anguish, his eyes were enough. “I’ll see that it happens.”

Masterlist | Ask | 10-04-2024

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THATS FOUL😭😭😭😭😭😭

THE AUDACITY OF THAT MAN

(ik he was being mean but i was laughing)

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I need a full fic on this sidenote one now it is cute

Making out with Carmy and you get lipstick all over his face

[Sidenote/ I can imagine reader making a replica of the Maison Margiela lipstick shirt except she does it for Carmy on one of his chef whites as an intimate Valentine’s Day gift just for him when he’s cooking in the house 😭😭🫶😭😭]

He’d get so flustered if you did this in his office while everyone is out there. Especially if he doesn’t notice and then steps out to grab you a drink and you’re too hazed out to remind him there is lipstick stains of your lips covering his entire face. Just imagining him stepping into the kitchen and immediately Richie and Fak are whistling and being obnoxious about it. “Wohohoooo, you tryin out a new look Berzatto?” Richie is first to start the teasing and Carmen’s just like what? And then Fak follows with “I like the little look you got going on buddy, deep red is your colour” and Carmy is still fucking lost. “Alright what the fuck are you assholes talkin about?” And then Marcus comes in holding a tray of some desserts and has to break it to Carmy who is so quick to run back into the office, extremely flustered and a little embarrassed.

“You’re back… and empty handed, where’s my water Carm?” You question, laying on the sofa against his office wall and he’s “You didn’t tell me I had fucking lipstick all over my face” he groans immediately looking into his phone camera to assess the damage. “Oh shit, I forgot, m’so sorry Bear Bear.” You laugh hysterically, taking his pouty face in yours. “S’not funny, guys made fun of me.” He tries saying as your hands are still squishing his face and you can’t help but smile at how cute and pouty he’s being. “Aww is my Carmy Bear all flustered that his coworkers saw him covered in smooches, hmmm?” And he’s just rolling his eyes because while it may have been embarrassing he’d never take your kisses for granted.

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Screaming. crying. throwing up.

And if you don't love me now you will never love me again

I can still hear you sayin' you would never break the chain

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hello lovely! Can you please write headcanons for Carlos Oliveira with an artsy reader? Like something with him rescuing her and taking her to his security shelter only for her to start drawing him out of appreciation for saving her? No pressure and thank you for your consideration!💝

I love love love this idea. Tried my best on gn!Reader not spell checked and sleep deprived when written.

When you first start drawing him he would be kinda awkward and shy about it not looking directly at you well you sketch out his features.

Once he gets more comfortable around you he would look at you clearly like he was your own personal model

If he can he would get you something to draw with or to show that he cares for you. He would get like a pencil or a sketch pad.

He thinks you are a very talented artist and always feels happy that you like drawing him a lot. He always make sure to complement you art and meet at least one drawing in his pocket

#💝 #carlos oliveria x reader #carlos oliveria smut #carlos oliveira fluff #carlos oliveira #carlos oliveria fanart #x reader #Carlos oliveira x fem! reader #carlos oliveria x gn!reader

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no rizz just pretty eyes and a overwhelming amount of knowledge about fictional characters.

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When I posted this thought it was gonna flop so hard. I was wrong

Going to a bar with Simon "if you dare say anything about my girl ill fucking kill you" Riley is always a fun experience.

He has his arm wrapped around you almost the entire time until you told him your going to get some more drinks add he lets you go. As your waiting for your drinks a guy walks up to you "hey gorgeous" he smiled "what a pretty thing like you doing all alone?" he asked

You try to make as much distance as possible between you and the guy. "im not alone" you say

"Are you sure" he says filling the gap between you two "im really good company" he say getting to close for comfort

You turn your head around to look for Simon not seeing him anywhere makes you nervous. Until you feel his familiar arm around you waist "she said she isn't alone" he said to the guy. Simon nearly doubled him height "get lost" Simon spat

The man quickly ran away from you and him leaving the bar. "Are you ok" Simon asks you

"Im fine" you replied to him

He wraps his arms around you pulling you into a tight hug "im so sorry" he says "I shouldn't have left you" he said kissing the top of your head

"its not your fault si" you say reassuring him

"You wanna leave now" he asks you

"Yeah" you answer "thank you si"

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I always see königs in a metal band this königs in a metal band that but but actually reader is in a band and he goes to all her concerts and drives her to practice and buys her new equipment.

#konig x you #konig cod #konig x reader #konig smut #konig call of duty #konig x reader smut #konig x oc #konig x y/n #konig fanfiction #konig x female reader #Im just saying what i want to happen to me

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I just reached 5,000 like thought that was cool do here's a surprise

Coming out post !

That and imma post a nice long five for you later. Tysm. Give me suggestions for the longs fic to.

#milestone celebration #bisexual #asexual

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You should write team 141 begging forced to go to a gonverment party because the reader is begging to go and want to get like doll up maybe?

I love this. Protective taskforce might suck ngl. Sorry it took me a while to get to btw

The task force had been waiting for almost 20 minutes for your arrival. You had texted Simon you would be there any seconds now. As they saw you jaws hit the floor. The task force had never seen you outside if sat needed military outfits so this was new. You hugged all of them as a greeting "hey guys" you said "thank you for coming" no one spoke back except john "yeah no problem"

You wore a tighter dress that Clung to your body perfectly and your makeup was beautiful.

People were starting to stare at you and Simon wasn't having it whenever someone was daughter staring at you Simon shot them a look and wrapped an arm around your waist.

When people stared at you in front of gaz he warped his hand around your waist as Simon had and kept you close to him trying to signal to people to back off.

When you were looked up and down by someone in front of soap he would but his had on the small of you back and stand closer to you he would give whoever was staring at you a dirty look

If this happened with john he would put his arm over your shoulder and stand beside you for a while. I imagine a a tag team system of the four men to come in watch you thought the party to make sure nothing bad would happen.

That's its y'all

#tf 141 x reader #tf 141 #simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley x reader #ghost simon riley #simon ghost riley #simon riley headcanons #john soap mactavish #soap mw2 #soap x reader #john price #john price x you #john price x y/n #kyle gaz garrick #kyle gaz garrick x reader #gaz garrick #gaz x you #kyle gaz garrick x you #simon ghost riley fluff

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your creativity is just great, made a hole post with repeated and popular hcs

You spelt whole wrong

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May i ask Carlos with a reader who gets frustrated easily? Thank you!

I get frustrated easily soooo yes ofc. (author reader) kinda bad

Carlos walked into the living room and saw you at the table glaring furiously at your computer. "You ok?" He asked.

"No I'm not ok I have rewritten this paragraph three times and each time its is horrible. the first time its sound cringy i fix it, the second time it the characters don't sound like themselves and-" you were cut of by Carlos's soft voice

"take a break dear, come here" he says to you.

When you make it next to Carlos he hugs you tight. "Im sure everything you've written is fine but just take a break and come back to it" he looks down at you.

"Ok" you said

"You wanna watch some tv" he asks

"Yeah you replied

A couple hours pass and you stand up very suddenly "what is it" he asks you

"I just had an amazing idea" You ran back to your place at the table and it took hours for you to stop writing. And took even longer for him o get you to go to bed

(This might be really bad I was just kinda thinking about what upsets me)

#carlos oliveira #carlos oliveria smut #carlos oliveria x reader #carlos oliveira fluff