#( b o y some of these-- )

[clownsuu]

Update I have been gifted a new art tablet and oh my lort how do y’all draw with a screenless pad-

This last one was the first thing I drew with it LMAO

all of these were lil test doodles, but m a n I got mad respects to them gamers who can use this kinda tabloot with ease

[bigassmoonchild]

Talk

Pairing: Simon 'Ghost' Riley x Reader

Word Count: 2.6k

The previous part gives context for this story. Please read it so you aren't confused on anything. The rest isn't necessary.

Summary: Nothing had ever hurt you this bad. Your Alpha walked out on you, the only thing you could think was that your Alpha had abandoned you and your pup. And all you could think about was the pain you'd gone through because of it. Simon wasn't in any better shape.

Content Tags: Hurt, Mild Comfort, Angst, Ghost is shit at communicating, And shit with emotions, Price is the voice of reason, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha! Ghost, No use of Y/N

A/N: I got sick and my sinuses are shot. Here's some more Maple Syrup, feel free to send in asks or request to be added to the tag list. As always, content under the tag and my asks are open <3.

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The second you heard the door open, you'd spun. It hadn't been seconds since you made your announcement to the hearing committee when Simon walked out. You could feel your heart sinking and your eyes moved to find Price, who was staring back after him. You could hear murmurs from the committee and you turned to look at them.

"This hearing is dismissed. When we receive the results, we will meet back then. Until then, you and Mr. Riley will no longer be separated. We will send you a message once we receive the results," you nodded, looking back before picking up your things.

As you walked out, Price pulled you to the side. You could feel your throat closing, your eyes watering as you stood there. Your Alpha walked out on you, hearing you might be pregnant. He walked out on yourself and your pup.

"You didn't tell him?"

"How the hell was I supposed to tell him?" You growled at Price. "Homing pigeon?" He scoffed, looking away. "We were both babysat 24 hours a day, Price, there was literally no way for us to talk," you shook your head, looking away, a few tears falling from your eyes.

Price pulled you into him, resting his chin on yours. "I'm sure he left to think. He's probably just as overwhelmed as you, I'll try to find him so I can talk to him," Price whispered to you, rocking the two of you side to side.

Quite honestly, you were terrified. All you could think was that your Alpha didn't want you anymore, that he would find out how to break your bond and do it so he didn't have to deal with you. At some point, Price had led you to your room and left you alone.

You'd moved to lay in your nest but saw all of Simons shirts and hoodies still in there. Sitting on your bed, you stared at it, debating on whether or not you take them out. You could feel the tears pouring down your face, heart dropping in your stomach as you thought about it.

He really didn't want you, did he? He hadn't lied when he initially said it was a mistake, everything had been a lie, was his name really Simon? All you knew was his face and his code-name, and all you could do was sit there, silently crying. You could feel your muscles tensing and untensing, body shaking.

And so you moved, grabbing his clothes and other items you had collected of his and pulling them out of your nest. When you got halfway through, you'd broken down, sobbing.

Alpha hates you.

You felt like you were going to throw up, you could hear whines coming from your chest. You dug through it, though, tossing his clothes out of your nest and finding some of your own shirts and blankets you had stockpiled for this exact reason.

Rebuilding your nest had never been harder. It was supposed to be where you and Si- Ghost would have slept, where you would have taken care of your pups. It was where you were supposed to grow old, where you'd eventually pass together.

Apparently, he didn't want any of that. Did he ever? You didn't want to think about this anymore, and so you curled up in your nest and tried to sleep it off, but how could you? You wanted to leave. Really, really badly.

There was nowhere to go, but you needed to move. You got up and left the room, walking through the halls as you moved aimlessly. You wanted nothing more than to curl up with your Alpha but all you knew was that he didn't want you.

You found yourself in the rec room the 141 often used and Soap and Gaz stared at you. You knew you looked horrible, hair beyond fucked and face puffy from the crying. Jesus, how many times would this man make you cry like this?

"What happened?" Soap went up to you, pulling you to sit between him and Gaz on the couch before grabbing you a glass of water. "Why're ye crying?"

"Ghost," and Soap scoffed, Gaz laying himself across you, trying to get you to relax and Soap moved next to you, forming a small pack pile. You were hiccupping as you cried, trying to get through the sentence. "Fucking walked out of the hearing room after I said I might be pregnant to the committee just to get his ass outta trouble," you could hear them groan, felt them chuffing (and you thought you heard purring from one of them) against you to try and soothe you.

No matter what, you'd integrated yourself into Ghosts pack and he wouldn't be able to get rid of you. "It'll be alright. He's just in his head," you could feel the tears drying again as the noises surrounding you calmed you somewhat.

Without your Alpha, though, you weren't sure what to do. You'd be tossed to the side, any Omega who was abandoned by their Alpha was deemed disgusting. A waste. Someone who wasn't worth a pack, someone who would have to work little jobs to just survive. Someone who could get taken without anyone noticing.

Just another body on the streets trying to get by. You didn't want that, especially if you were actually pregnant with a pup. Your Alpha was supposed to be by your side no matter what, he was supposed to help you when you needed it and you were supposed to care for him.

Ghost didn't want you. He would get rid of you, he would leave you on the streets and would get rid of your bond mark, would take a better Omega. Find someone better. Find someone who was worthy of his bite, someone who wouldn't drop bombs on him without at least trying to alert him to what was happening.

You didn't know it, but you'd fallen asleep at some point, waking up to see Simon sitting across from you. Price was there, arms crossed and leaning against the wall as the two waited for you to wake up.

"You'll need to talk," Price said.

Simon was still walking outside when he smelled Price not too far from him. He paused, turning back and watching as he caught up, falling in pace together and just walking. Price checked his watch, pulling a cigar out of his jacket pocket and lighting it.

"I don't think you realize how hurt your Omega is," Price said around the cigar, smelling the anger and distress in Simons scent spiking. He let out a grunt, hands stuffing themselves in his pockets. "Walking out wasn't the best choice. The boys have her in a pack pile, they're trying to soothe her for you," he added, seeing Simons eyes flicker to him for a moment.

With a shrug, Simon looked away. "Doesn't matter to me, I don't want to be a father," that wasn't true. Simon knew it, and Price would eventually find that out too. Simon wanted to be with his Omega, scent her when he could.

"They rescinded the babysitters, you know," all Simon wanted to do was curl up in your nest with you, scent marking you all over and remarking you. It'd been nearly a month since he was last able to, and that's all that he wanted.

Price sighed, grabbing his arm to pull him to a stop. Simon looked away, tugging his arm out of Price's hold. He pulled a cigarette out, tugging his balaclava up enough for him to get his mouth on it and then lighting it, inhaling deeply before pulling it out of his mouth.

The two stood, staring at the squads doing drills in the distance. They didn't say anything, just existing together, both deep in thought.

Simon wanted to find you and apologize, he wants to comfort you. He wants to hold you and hide you away with him so nothing like this ever happens again.

He wants a life with you, a home to go to when you two could get leave. He wants pups, he wants to see you round after he was able to breed you good and hard. He wanted to be there for you, take care of you in and out of your heat, he wanted to take you on dates and get to know you better.

He wanted to meet your family.

Price was watching him, the gaze Simon had was distant. Eyes unblinking and staring through people rather than at them. Price almost knew exactly what Simon was thinking, having gone through just about the exact same thing.

Not same circumstance, but same thought process. I can't have pups, I'll turn out like they think I will. I'll end up hurting them, they're too good for what I do. I can't put them in danger because they have no choice. It was horrible to think about it, but even Price thought of leaving his Omega.

Dropping everything and running, leaving all the money he had saved up with his Omega to care for their pup. But he didn't, he found people to talk to and was able to get through it. Simon needed that person, and god be damned he would be it.

"Talk with her, you need to figure out what you're going to do. I have pups of my own, I promise you that there is nothing this military won't do to keep them safe," he said, pulling Simons out of his thoughts.

Simon shook his head, opening his mouth to speak before Price cut him off.

"I am telling you this because I went through the same thing. You have people around you to help, you won't turn out the same father you think you will. Things happen, and you'll figure it out as you go," Price said and he could see as Simons face fell, realization of his actions finally hitting him.

He abandoned his Omega, and all he wanted to do was fix it. Fix his mistakes and make sure that you would never be hurt how he just hurt you. There was nothing he wouldn't do to fix this, and he would fix this.

Price led him to where you'd been, Soap having left him a message that you were with him and Gaz well before he'd found Simon. He knew that they would be short with Simon, he knew that they wouldn't want to leave you.

So he'd made them leave. Told them that he would be standing right there and wouldn't let anything happen. Had to make sure that they knew that you would be safe.

You didn't look at Ghost. Your eyes finding more interest in the carpet, or the wall by Price. Neither of you talked for a few long moments, you didn't want to say anything and Ghost wasn't sure what to say.

"I'm sorry," was all he said and your wrist found your gland, rubbing harshly against it. You could smell his distress, watching you scent yourself. All you could tell was that he didn't seem like he regretted anything. "I'm so scared," it was nearly a mockery of those words you'd used with him when trying to figure out what would happen next after you'd been bonded to him.

He could smell distress on your scent after he said that, head dropping down as he slowly realized what he'd said. "I didn't know what to do, I don't know how to be a parent," he whispered to you.

"And you think I do?" You hissed at him, legs pulling into your body as you wound your arms around them. "You think I'm not just as scared? I'm here, trying to help you get out of this mess you're in, and you're just abandoning me?"

He didn't look at you, not at all. Not a glance, all he could do was scent the different emotions flowing through you.

He opened his mouth again. "I didn't have a good family life, so I don't know how to go about all of it," he explained shortly. "I don't know what to do," he whispered softly.

You finally looked at him, his eyes downcast and his shoulder slumped in, elbows on his knees. You could taste the hurt in his scent, but you didn't want anything to do with it.

Alpha walked out on you.

"I just want to fix what I did,"

"I don't know if you can."

His eyes shut tight, jaw clenching as the hurt in his scent became all you could taste. His hands were shaking and you were just looking at him.

"You've hurt me so much, Ghost, and I can't always let you get away with it," you explained, fingers pulling at the skin near you nails. "I can't keep going through this up and down with you, it's not healthy," there was almost nothing you could say. Nothing you could think that he could do to get back to where he'd been.

"Just let me try, it's all I need," you looked at Price, who had a solemn look on his face. You could see it in his face, the faint whispers of let him try coming off of him. You didn't know what to do. "I can start over again, I'll court you again just tell me what I can do to fix it,"

You had to blink tears out of your eyes. You wanted to curl up with Alpha, let him hold you in your nest and sit there and be safe with him. You wanted to go back and take everything you'd said back. You wanted to restart. You wished you could have, you regretting this, you wanted to change that.

All you could do was shake your head, looking away. "I honestly don't know," you whispered, voice cracking. "I'm so beyond hurt right now, and you're the only person responsible for it," he looked up at you, eyes watery as panic became evident.

He looked away, you could see his throat working as he swallowed.

"Are you regretting this?" He asked and you felt your heart drop. Your brows furrowed, you wished you could go back and change things you'd done, but did you regret being mated with him?

"No," and it was nothing short of the truth. You genuinely cared for him, maybe not love, but he was your Alpha. You didn't want to change anything about it. "You're my Alpha, and I wouldn't change that for anything. I just don't know what to do to fix this pain," your voice grew distant, eyes gazing away from him.

He cleared his throat, leaning back. "I understand," he whispered. "I just regret what I've done. I didn't mean to hurt you, but I didn't know what to do," you couldn't look at him, the pain in his voice was already hurting you more than him walking out.

"I don't know what to do, either, but we can't keep doing this back and forth. We can't keep running from our problems," he nodded, clearing his throat.

He stood, wiping his hands on his pants. "I'll be in my room, if you need anything," he nodded to Price and walked out. You couldn't say anything, the only thing you wanted to do was climb back into your nest and try and forget everything that happened.

When you got back to your room, you sat on your bed and stared at the clothes from Simon you'd gotten that you'd scattered around the room. You picked them up, folding them and placing them on the desk in the corner of your room, hands not being able to leave the hoodie on top.

It was the most recent clothing item you'd had, and still had traces on his scent over it.

You put it back in your nest.

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@sae1kie

[pleasedontcareaboutme]

Imai and Hide simultaneously jumping around makes me so happy 😭😭

And then Yuta with his majestic bassssss holy moly

Show after dark you are so iconic 🧎🧎

everything about this tour is perfection

The song is Django!!! for the ones who dk 🐈‍⬛🐈‍⬛

[myhomiesarestuckathome]

sketches of the boys💕

[deus-ex-mona]

scrolled a little too far back on mogetwt and found pure gold:

[lightbulb-warning]

i used to freehand comics all the time as a child and since the part i liked was the drawing part i would just draw panel after panel because i didn't want to stop drawing to think about icky icky words, plus the story TOTALLY still made perfect sense! to me! and noone else, but 'whoooo caaaaares omgggg its not like comics and sequantial art are a communicative meeediummmm lmaoooooo'. i spent my entire childhood telling myself stuff like "oh pfft I know this story by heart- ill SIMPLY remember the dialogue and write it later" ...and. I can't help but admire baby maiora's (call that a minora ba tm tsk) fucking audacity? hubris? confident wrongness? kid couldn't even remember to finish the comics in the first place? INCREDIBLE levels of unearned self assurance, wish that were me, genuinely- what an icon!!! anyway i think i have forever cursed myself

[ckret2]

Love seeing people go Senshi Dungeon Meshi mode in your inbox about Bill (I'm people, I need to feed this malnourished bastard)

at least SOMEBODY around here cares about feeding him

[basim-ibnishaq]

I have a point I'm trying to make here but I don't know quite what it is yet but something I've noticed from the trailer is rothman and yassen, both scorpia, both having some influence over alex, wearing contrasting colours - yassen in his usual all black getup and rothman in all white

[koushirouizumi]

Digimon Adventure+02/tri./Kizuna/(+Adventure:) {2020 Reboot} + Digimon Adventure 02: The Beginning (+minimal Kizuna) A.M.V x “Apologize” {David Archuleta} Live Concert Version Featuring Characters/Duos/Ships: + {+2020!}/{Kizuna!}KOUTAI, {02!}KENSUKE, (Implied/Former?/Un-requited??) YamaSoraTai/Yamachi, {briefly/+also from Yamato's end); Adventures Chosen; (Overall 02 Chosen-Leaning +Side KouxTai)

“I’m hearing 'what' you say…”

“Take a Fall {?}”–

“I Need you like a heart 'needs' a BEAT– … BUT that’s Nothing {N E W…}”

“{’XXXXX’} like the A N G E L…"

“IT’S TOO– (???)”

"...Ten feet..."

Comment: If you think I'M not in this CROWD somewhere, {despite the fact my voice is really soft 'irl'} you might just be Mistaken,,,,, (Also - This is my overall personal 'final thesis' on The Beginning.) {If you watch, please genuinely try to FOLLOW the themes presented.}

{Note: Tri Pt. #6 Bokura no Mirai/"Our Future" Spoilers, Major The Beginning Spoilers, (select scenes from opening, final battle, FINAL Post-credits scene at very end clip) + middle part Big spoiler (Rui’s eye & Ukkomon) {Notes: Eye Trauma/Injury; Blood}

Original Song © O.n.e.R.e.p.u.b.l.i.c Archuleta cover from AUGUST 1st 2009’s Sunrise, Florida Concert {“Hey O.P., can you explain that GAP in your blogs' hISTORY of this fANDOM—???”} [Do you hear 'THEM' here???]

*Edited in about 5 hrs 10~ min overall (Preparing for this however took at least four days of off-and-on out-lining) {Any final fix's will come in the future...!!}

{*Slightly LOUD/Low quality audio at points!!} (*Contains cheering, as its LIVE Ver.)

by Me/Hikari M. Productions @hikari-m/@koushirouizumi/@izzyizumi {DO NOT Repost} {DO NOT Copy} {DO NOT Reproduce my Work/Video Edits Without my Permission Under any Circumstances}

[clownsuu]

Wally talks to his dad about his love life

Home I feel is a really good listener (maybe a little too good since he eavesdrops a lot on accident- very observant of his surroundings)

cw minor obsessive/possessive behavior on first photo under cut

I remember I freaked out years ago when I found out some bugs, specially some spiders, have lil beaned peets

[svtskneecaps]

friends and fiends if this truly spells the Over for the qsmp i may let the brainworms that have been festering in me for MONTHS--A YEAR, EVEN--win.

i may summarize the goddamn fucking lore.

[biitchcakes]

SPIDER-WOMAN: ORIGIN Iss 3 ┃ SPIDER-WOMAN Vol. 7 Iss 20

( personals DNI. )

[hes-a-rat-whisperer]

for anyone wondering about my silly murderer/pizzabaker ship-

Alistair initially saw Peppino as an easy victim. a plump little snack for his rats. however, after a few deliveries and some small talk, he found himself unable to follow through with his initial plans. those little moments where the two of them would chat by the counter while Gustavo and Brick went and stored the meat in the freezer were so comfortable to him. he learned more and more about him until he realized that his prior want to kill this man has entirely fizzled. instead, he was overcome by a need to protect this man. to help him through the hard times he's facing, even if it's just by being there and listening to him. whether he liked to admit it or not, that silly little pizza maker has claimed his heart.

now- Alistair and fake Peppino is a different story-

when he and Peppino got comfy, he eventually came across fake Peppino, (who I'll now be calling 'Pino') who- despite never having met Alistair, was instantly very clingy towards him. and normally, being as touch aversed as he is, Alistair would have had MULTIPLE issues with that alone, but Pino was somehow different. it pretty soon got pretty clear that, since Pino was Peppino's clone, the two of them shared enough traits for Pino to develop the same feelings for the same person. although, Pino was a lot more open in that aspect. while Peppino was still trying to figure out what exactly he's feeling, Pino was already jumping around whenever Alistair was near, snaking his long arms around him, snuggling him and just being overall very open with his feelings. that in turn helped Alistair form the necessary connections to figure out Peppino's feelings as well. but it's not on HIM to approach him about it. whether or not Peppino is ready to confess is up to him.

and in the meantime, Alistair will just be there, waiting for that to happen..with Pino clinging to him like a koala..

[deus-ex-mona]

kinda thinking about t h e m again…

[pu-butt]

Thinking about Him* again.

*shaolin fantastic the lady-killing romantic