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hi everyone! i know i have been very inactive lately. it's just life beating my ass these days in all honesty, and i have just been in a really horrible state of mind recently. i truly miss you all and this is NOT a goodbye, but i will be logging out and taking a break for myself. i don't know how long it will be, hopefully not too long :( i am sorry.

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as fun as clicking the boop button is, remember to also do your daily clicks for Palestine 🇵🇸 !!!!!

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What are you going to do if you find out who booped you? Asking for no particular reason...

boop them back :3

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is there a way to check who has booped you i'm going crazy here

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hope you pop back in because i know you would have loved boops :[

WHY ARE YOU ANON :( i wanna boop you!!

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BOOP?

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hello (going to pretend that i didn't disappear AGAIN)

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you know what’d hurt? simon breaking up with you solely because he deems himself unworthy of such love. it’s a messy point in your relationship where even you are helpless, not knowing what else there is that you could possibly do to show how much he deserved to be happy. he was just so stubborn, loneliness his sanctuary and betrothed to the war. the feeling of being loved is just so unusual, foreign, makes him feel raw and exposed — makes him want to scratch his nails on his skin over and over until pain somehow replaces the blooming joy in his heart. he can’t, you can’t — can’t love a monster born from a grave. no, simon riley was doomed from the start, and so was your love.

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Ghoast

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RURU! 🌷your latest writings.... just mwah! absolute masterpieces, the one with the simon is so lovely tender, and the idea with vampire!hunters is so, sooo interesting!!

i hope you're doing well and taking care of yourself, i love you and you're spoiling us so much with the things you post! smooching u

JULY oh my you are so!! sending you a multitude of smooches beware >:3 and thank you honestly i feel like i am still kind of trying to get back into that writing mindset and it's just?? yeah. baby steps i suppose. but i'm so glad you liked them!

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some vampire!reader x vampire hunters!141 thoughts that are refusing to leave my mind. pardon me this is unedited and i'm sleepy as fuck. feminine terms used on reader.

cw — they basically kidnap you.

“i dinnae think there’s any more of those creatures left here!”

“shut your whining, johnny.”

ghost and soap had been bickering back and forth, serving nothing more than to worsen the headache blooming in price’s head. at least gaz was silent, observant as ever. price pretended to ignore the amused grin that adorned gaz’s lips very much clearly.

the appearances of vampires around the front of the woods had significantly started to lessen due to these vampire hunters who actually gave a fuck about their job, dedicated in clearing out the parts so the civilians could sleep peacefully at night.

though at the same time, it meant that finding a vampire was as hard as digging up some treasure. it was infuriating, in all honesty, especially for price. these mindless patrols were fucking up with his head, the lack of activity making him more irritated.

plus the rest three just seemed too immersed in some banter to even care. though eventually, a soft rustle from the bushes caused them all to fall quiet due to price’s hand gesturing to them to stop, observant pair of eyes carefully looking around.

“there’s something here.” commanding as ever, price took the initiative of stepping forward, his pistol clutched in his hands.

the four of them discreetly stepped through the bush, coming across you. you, who were standing there wide eyed, hands trembling in pure fear, taking a step back from the hunters in front of you.

weird. you were supposed to bare your fangs, to attack them and try to suck their blood for your life. but no, you were acting more like a poor trapped bunny, not a vampire.

“price.” ghost grumbled and stopped price by holding his shoulders, pulling him back slightly. this masked man was terrifying observant, eyes boring deep within your skin, as if unpeeling every layer of you to grasp the poor soul within, for the sake of his own amusement perhaps?

he could see you salivating, unable to hold in the drool that glistened pathetically under the moonlight, yet not making any moves whatsoever. “you thinkin’ what i’m thinkin’, simon?” gaz nudged ghost slightly, those dark eyes looking at you a bit more kindly, almost interested.

“look at the wee lass, captain.” soap could barely hold in a snicker, already putting his gun back into the holster. he couldn’t care less, in all honesty. what were you going to do, bite him?

price had oddly became the quietest, his stare making you try to shuffle away uneasily. though before you could even try to move a little, his hand shot out and grabbes you by the shoulder, dragging you over to him and the rest, ignoring your hisses.

“don’t think she’s like other of those bloodthirsty fuckers.” price huffed out curiously, his other hand forcing your mouth open, thumb running over your fangs. weak. what had you been feeding on to lack the power others like you possessed?

“how ‘bout we take her home, cap’n?” gaz mumbled and took out a pack of cigarette from his pocket, drawing one out.

“i agree with him.” ghost mumbled, taking a step forward, towering over you. a shadow eager to destroy. “we can study her like that, y’know.”

his words made you sweat coldly, throat tightening up, unable to utter a single form of protest while price dragged you almost effortlessly, making you walk alongside them until you reached a jeep parked beside one of the many trees.

“c’mon, hen.” soap eagerly opened the door, giving you a push inside. “ye’re comin’ with us.”

finally some activity for all four of them.

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simon is mostly unsure of what to do whenever he comes home from a deployment. too tense to be touched, too quiet for a conversation — he simply likes to linger by your side like the ghost he is, silently taking in your actions to forget the grotesque imagery etched into his brain.

it’s weird, really, he despises it. despises how he just shuts up and doesn’t bother to say a word except some irritated greeting, desperately ignoring the ache in his heart, knowing that his lack of communication does hurt you, whether you show it or not.

everything is mostly a blur for him after missions, fake, just a reality that seemed too good to be true. a nice home and a loving partner? who was he kidding?

it was hard to ground him, as if he was still in the war, hands trembling and itching to do something, anything.

though soon enough, after a day or two if you were lucky, simon would calm down and let your arms wrap around him once again, cherishing in the warmth he had been longing for so long, yet had been top terrified to touch. terrified that he might hurt you. no words were exchanged, just him burying his face into your chest and letting your fingers scratch his scalp.

he was finally home.

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i had just thought of something cool to write but it instantly slipped out of my mind like... just how awful is my short term memory

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what movies have u been watching!!! do tell!! :3

the latest ones that i've watched are poor things (because literally everyone's watching it), devil wears prada (for anne hatheway...), babylon and blue valentine (i'm hurt)

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the bear is such a good show... for sure imagining the 141 running a restaurant

YES. thebear!141 makes me feel funny in a VERY good way.

i can imagine them being in the kitchen where it’s just soap and gaz bickering back and forth over something that clearly is not important right now, especially when they are supposed to be making dishes and getting everything ready before the place opens up.

ghost is just there, most likely the only one who’s actually engrossed in whatever he was making right now, experimenting with different ingredients. a dish that most definitely isn’t included in the menu yet.

and then there’s price, the head chef, stressed as fuck while trying to get everyone to focus on work. he doesn’t even bother with ghost, secretly curious about what he’ll make, other part of him knowing that ghost would not listen to him even if he tried to tell the other to focus on the dishes in the menu instead.

and then there’d be you, the newest employee, trying to stay sane amidst the chaos ensuing in the kitchen. staying beside ghost feels the safest, especially since his quietness is the most comforting while the other three are busy yelling about whatever.

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"People can't live without their parents!"

Dareen is one of 17,000 children, whose parents were killed by Israel in Gaza.