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postmortemnivis · 3 days

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the ghosts of the past were the only thing that truly scared the ghost, the man who if someone'd seen him walking towards them from across the street at night, they would've started calling the first helpline number available and saying their prayers, even if they weren't believers .

in truth, ghost wasn't a troubled man, he barely was what was left of one, simon.

ghost wasn't a troubled man, but he was all that was left of one. every time the thick balaclava slipped on simons face, he'd turn off the few emotions that were still left in his body, mind running on autopilot as he coldly shut off his scarred heart. simon needed that, both a relief and a way to turn everything off, he needed to know it wasnt him killing people. it made his heart rest better to know it was ghost, not simon.

simon, who'd gone through hell and back, watching his friends, honourable soldiers, fall by the hand of a simple yet fatal mistake.

simon, whose family was slaughtered and he felt so helpless and unworthy, because why join the military and train to fight when he couldn't even protect his three years old nephew?

feeling so low he could barely keep his brown eyes open, he didn't think he was a man who deserved to live. why, when nobody was there to live with him? sure, johnny and kyle could try to cheer him up and distract him as much as they wanted, but they couldn't follow simon to his flat by the railways, in front of the man united stadium. price regularly called him: every other day to check up on him, ask him if he fancied a pint. simon rarely said yes, but he was grateful price didn't forget about him the moment they left base, it made him feel like he was, after all, someone. more than once even kyle booked a cheap hotel room near simon's place so he could spend time with him. forcing him to go outside and meet up with him and price. sometimes even johnny could make it, hopping on the first train from glasgow to see his lieutenant.

simon studied the pub. ironically, kyle always decided to drag him to the pub where simon spent his late teens with his mates from the time. that was, of course, before simon turned eighteen, and without speaking a word to anyone, left to join the military a week after his birthday. when he'd first come back, almost a year later, all his friends had either moved out of manchester or thought he'd moved out too, cutting off contacts. it was a shock for the few ones left to see his dog tags underneath his shirt when he first showed up again.

it was meaningless.

he was meaningless. flesh on bone, a heart pumping his veins full of life without him being able to stop it.

simons complete view of life was of suffocating suffering, a meaningless amount of time he had to spend on this earth for what he used to believe was for a greater good. there was not such a thing, simon was sure of it now, a bottle of beer in his left hand as his right one brought his cigarette to his chapped, pale lips. he looked down the river irwin, the city noise muffled out by the quiet and calm chatter of people walking past him. he felt almost envious. they had someone to talk to.

but he'd never been the loquacious type either, tommy always did the talking, simon usually dragging both of their arses out of the messes tommy brought them in. that's how it worked, their dynamic. his brother talked, too much sometimes, even for him, and he made sure nothing happened, as easy as that. simon was the one who stepped in when things got bad, in any situation: outside of the pub with a drunk man that tommy'd pissed off with his witty remarks, older boys at school when they were children, or at home, with their father. needless to say, simon got the most of the beatings, scars adorning the skin of his back even before stepping on the field. the cigarette burns on his arms and legs itched every time he'd think too much about it.

ever since finding his brothers corpse on the stairs of his own home, front door unlocked, his wife and son dead on the master bedroom's bed, he'd been craving what it felt like to love someone again. he craved loving someone, craved the feeling of something so strong it would change every fiber of his being, that would alter the chemistry of his brain. it was almost visceral, the need he had to satisfy. he despised everything good there was in life, anything that should bring happiness bothered him, but he was still a human being, and being human meant longing for someone else, another half.

throwing the cigarette butt in the river, he turned around, not ready to be home in less than fifteen minutes. the feeling of getting swallowed in the darkness and silence of his own home made him almost paranoid, he was driving himself crazy. simon would have chosen to throw himself in the river if given the choice to pick between that and going home, but the early rays of the dawn started blinding him, and the shadows under his eyes were becoming darker by the second. maybe he'd take a longer route.

simons restless nights became quickly part of his life, following him everywhere around the globe during the years. he found in the lack of sleep a way to control his life, he desperately needed control. when all was to shambles, control was all he needed. sleep, exercise, food, sex, attitude and performance were things he could control, and the less he let himself slip into, the more in control his tired body felt.

"five hours of bad sleep every two days won't keep you alive." price'd told him, and simon groaned.

"good then."

"we need you alive, simon."

"ya need a soldier, not me."

"we need you, simon." price insisted, shaking his head. "you're a good man, we need you."

"i'm not a good man."

until his seventh year of mourning, simon never thought he would find peace of mind, but he found it coming along with spring's sweet scented flowers and chilly breezes; you.

#troubled men association #simon riley #simon and ghost are two diff people #survivors guilt #simon ghost riley #give him a hug #postmortemnivis #simon riley x reader #troubled man #give him to me #simon riley x you #hug my man #i live for a man like that

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notmusa · 7 months

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ok i have searched far & wide for a stitch plush that met my requirements & have found NONE!!! so i drew this. my ideal stitch plush would have the following:

-alien form!! all six limbs baby, let my boy live his life

-full round head. no flat faces. not allowed

-open mouth!! show off them chompers. absolutely no flat felt teeth here, those are sad and wrong

-weighted floppy body fulla beans in the extremities & base. no stiff poses! this is a toy to play with, not a collectible to put on a shelf (but u can put him on a shelf if u want)

-ears gotta stick up somehow, they are not pancakes

disney pls respond

#stitch #lilo & stitch #plush #give him to me

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ilovepannacotta · 1 year

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#serirei #serizawa katsuya #reigen arakata #mp100 #mob psycho reigen #mob psycho serizawa #I will report them to HR #Serizawa you cant date your boss #give him to me

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kat-xox · 4 months

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you know what james potter needs?

more blood.

#GIMME BLOODY JAMES POTTER #RN #GIVE HIM TO ME #i have never needed anything more in my life #give me james with an axe #give me james with a gun #bodyguard james #vampire james #give me all the bloody james #marauders #the marauders #marauders era #harry potter #jegulus #james potter #james fleamont potter #jfp

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xximperioxx · 1 year

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It's cuffin’ season

And all the girls be needing a big boy

I need a big boy

I want a big boy

Give me a big boy

X

#aether ghoul #big heart eyes #He’s just so yummy #give him to me #if this has been done already I’m so sorry I have the flu and haven’t been on tumblr #ghost band #ghost #ghost the band #sodo ghoul #dewdrop ghoul #swiss ghoul #cirrus ghoulette #cumulus ghoulette #sunshine ghoulette #mountain ghoul #rain ghoul #papa emeritus iv #nameless ghoul

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sorchathered · 9 days

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Sometimes the knowledge that this giant ass weirdo

Is also

Just 🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵

Someone sedate me, I’m feral for Lew tonight.

#lewis pullman #he cant keep getting away with this #the duality of man #he is so sexy #I want him so bad #ya girl is down badddd #give him to me #him being weird makes me even hotter for him #he could read me a shampoo bottle and I’d be feral for him

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mightypieworkshop · 6 months

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if you were looking for any sort of productivity or coherent thought out of me for the rest of the week…sorry.

#critical role #mighty nein reunion #essek thelyss #give him to me #give me the hotboi

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ghostandsoap · 5 months

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RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

#barry sloane #five minutes PLEASE #JUST FIVE MINUTES #pslldciidksncjskcjxksksms #GIVE HIM TO ME #also good morning everyone #hope you all have a great day #ghostandsoap

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crimsonkenjii-writes · 1 year

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Fucking Giyuu but instead its loving and gentle and with the intent to start a family you both had talked about. His hands are gentle against your skin, trailing his fingers up and down your bumps and curves. His lips pressed firmly against yours as you both moan and whimper into each other. Every time he parts his lips from yours, he breathlessly whispers “I love you, I love you so much. God, you’re so pretty.” His forehead pressed against yours as his fingers dig more into the plush of your thigh, pushing your knees into your chest and wider for his hips to continue rocking into yours. Frantically muttering out how close he is as his fingers intertwine more tightly with yours and his lips press any part of your skin he can reach. Making sure he’s pushed himself all the way inside you as he comes apart. Pumping you full as both of your bodies go limp and you both are catching your breathes. Giyuu slumping down in bed beside you, laying his large hand flat on your lower stomach and placing even more kisses on your lips “I can’t wait…” he whispers with a warm smile

#skreeeeeeee!!!#giyuuuuuuu #bark bark bark #give him to me #husband Giyuu dad Giyuu fuck me Giyuu I need you Giyuu #sorry #tomioka giyuu x reader #giyuu imagines #giyuu smut #tomioka giyuu smut

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dovewingkinnie · 6 months

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i want… i want…… i want william afton.

#i wont #wojt him #won’t #.🥺#give him to me

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wr-n · 8 months

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Man i wish someone would draw Asgore like a Japanese old man

#GIVE HIM TO ME #he looks so sweet and huggable #wraith notes #undertale #asgore #Old Knight Bard Loen

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applealchemist · 2 months

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im at 85 pity yhis game should totally give me idia's ssr card hahah

#please i've been trying since octavinelle #and all i got was this bitchass azul ssr card #not that it didn't help because it def did but still #I'm on ignihyde at this point #give him to me #ive had ortho waiting for him to come home since like. savanaclaw #twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #disney twst #twst wonderland #twst #disney twst wonderland #sebek zigvolt #twst sebek #idia shroud #twst idia

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buckyplsmarryme · 2 months

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Redrum

Din Djarin x reader

Warnings: a little angst, blood, death, violence, heavily protective din.

Very fluffy towards the end. Also Grogu is mentioned but not present, we will say he is training with Luke.

The Din you knew was gentle. In your years of knowing him, you cannot recall a single time he has directed his anger towards you.

His touch, in every way he displayed it radiated comfort. Soft kisses on you forehead and nose, warm embraces to block away the bitter cold of the Razor Crest, tenderly holding your face in his hands as he whispered sweet nothings in your ear. The way he softly grazed you, and the way he longingly stared. It was almost as if he was afraid you would disappear.

It seemed impossible to believe that the man who showered you with such love and affection could be such a ruthless bounty hunter.

However, you were not oblivious to this part of his life.

Even before meeting Din, you had heard stories about the Mandalorian and his battles. And although you had never seen him in action, you saw his enemies blood on his beskar, and the fear in their pleading eyes as he dragged them into the crest and threw them into carbonite.

“I’m sorry you’re having to see this sweetheart” He would mutter quietly as he quickly disposed of his bounties and ran to greet you. It had started to become a coming home ritual for him, seeing your sweet smile so excited to see him when he returned. And him muttering apologies of what you were having to witness.

“Din, I know what you do, and I know you do it all to keep me and Grogu safe and cared for” you would always reassure him, and you truly meant it.

Most of the bounty’s he was sent to hunt were not good creatures you often reminded him. And he was careful with the type of characters he agreed to capture for his employers, after all he was not some evil that enjoyed killing and hunting his prey.

That is until they threaten you.

He knew that you thought highly of him, he always told you about his hunts when he returned and let you tend to all of the wounds he sometimes endured.

However, he could not shake the longing of wanting to keep that side of himself hidden from you.

His sweet girl did not need to see the horrors that he displayed in battle. The last thing he would ever want to do is make you afraid.

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Suddenly his thoughts of self doubt, and the ever present fear of you leaving him began flooding through his mind as he came down from his rage and looked around.

Panting and sore he saw blood all around him.

Blood on the dark sabor he was gripping tightly.

Blood on his helmet.

And blood on the floor spilling out of every person who now suffered the punishment of trying to take you away from him.

You looked up at him from your spot on ground as he was swiftly approaching you.

“Are you hurt anywhere else? He asked as he crouched down to your level, inspecting you thoroughly for any more wounds.

“No” you replied, “just my leg”

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He had only brought you into the market with him, an activity you both had previously enjoyed as it provided you both with fresh air after being cooped up in his ship for long periods at a time.

There had never before been any problems. Especially on this planets market. He had wanted to thank you for everything you do for him, he wanted to find you a meaningful gift that you could hold onto forever. As your attention was glued to a fruit stand, he saw his chance. He told you he would be right back, slipping away to the booth just two over that sold jewelry.

He had stepped away for just one second, a mistake he would never make again.

He looked up quickly as he heard commotion and immediately ran towards the sound of your voice as he watched you being pulled away from him.

It took him no time to find you and your captures in an alleyway that they had pushed you into.

You were not helpless whatsoever and had put up a good fight until one of the men had shot you in the leg and carried you away.

When Din caught up and noticed the blood running down your leg he felt a rage that he had never felt before.

He did not hesitate for a single moment to kill every last one of them and he will never regret a second of it.

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“I’m so sorry I wasn’t there” Din whispered as he stroked your hair and picked you up.

Soon you were back on the Crest looking into his beautiful eyes as he treated your leg.

He was being too quiet for your liking, and you knew the thoughts that were troubling him.

“Din I hope you know, I would not hesitate to do the same for you, and there is absolutely no reason for you to blame yourself” you said softly in an attempt to soothe him.

“I know my love, I just hate I was not able to stop them before they hurt you.” He whispered.

“And I hate that I lost control like that, there was no reason for you to see me act so brutally” he said sadly as he reached for your hand.

“It’s okay Din really, I was not afraid for a moment, I could never fear you” you said with no hesitation. And for the first time, the nagging voice in Din’s brain went quiet. You had seen him at his worst and still spoke to him in the most kind and loving manner that he had ever heard.

“it was actually quite nice” you suddenly blurted, blushing a bit before continuing “in fact Din, it was very alluring” you chuckled.

“Alluring” he questioned with a lopsided smile,

“The pain medicine is getting to you Y/N” he said as he kissed you.

“Thank you for saying those words Mesh’la, you have no idea how much I love you” he sweetly said as he pulled away.

“And I love you Din, I always will” you promised.

When he was finally satisfied with the treatment of your leg, and you were drifting off to sleep, he let himself rest in the comfort that he knew you loved him whole heartedly and nothing would ever change that.

As he put his arms around you and let sleep take him too, he vowed to never let harm come to you ever again, no matter the cost.

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Thank you for reading:) something about this man going feral when you are in danger is just too good 😝

#din dijarin x reader #din djarin angst #din dijarin fluff #din djarin one shot #din djarin #the mandolorian x reader #the mandolarian #star wars #star wars fanfiction #fluff #angst #i love this man #give him to me

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roguelov · 11 months

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