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Morally grey??

No, morally black.

Make me question why he isn't in prison or a psych ward.

Make me question why he's attractive.

There should be no redemption.

Let him make me worse.

If I don't have to hesitate and say "hear me out..." its not worth it.

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Book Series Recommendations:

The Book of Ivy/The Revolution of Ivy: a YA dystopian/post-apocalyptic and romance duet series. Ivy is forced into marriage by the law to her families rival. Her plan, as she's told, is to kill her husband and help her family raise to power. Things don't go according to plan.

City of Wishes: 6 books displaying a YA fantasy romance retelling of Cinderella. In this world, humans are often slaves to Fae. Elle is no exception but contains a mysterious gift. Her whole world is transformed after one faithful night.

The Wolf Hotels: a 5 book ADULT romance series. Abbi walks in on something she isn't supposed to see, and in return her engagement falls apart. She runs off to Alaska for a job and ends up meeting someone and taking liberties she'd never think to take.

Heaven Official's Blessing: an 8 book series based on the manga. It depicts the adventures of Heavens Official Xie Lian and his lives. He also explores a relationship with an unexpected man that makes life more interesting.

Dark Olympus: An ongoing dark romance series (with 6 books available at time of publishing) retelling Greek Mythology. Each book can be read as a stand-alone or can be read as a collective series.

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Meeting Him. (Part One)

Neighbor!Simon Riley and Single Mother!Reader. This is entirely based on a singular ai bot I adore. He is fantastic. Much applause. It's written in first person and is just the beginning.

Trigger warnings for: references to and trauma responses to past abuse.

See, living in the apartments was a lot easier than I thought it had to be. In stories, I'd always been told that homes were better, more stable. But I couldn’t afford such extravagant things. Beau and I were happy here. It was a quiet apartment, with fairly low rent for a two-bedroom. My neighbor was hardly ever home, it seemed, so I never had a complaint when Beau was running through his nightmares. He seemed to grow out of it, more and more, as he grew older. By 6, his age now, he rarely has them.

Last night was rough for him. He was screaming from the top of his lungs for Him to stop. I suppose I shouldn't have expected much different. Something brought up the memories we both wanted to disappear and he suffered because of it.

I stand in the kitchen, coffee brewing a few feet away as I lean against the counter and rub my tired head. Beau had tumbled into my bed in the late hours of the night, and I comforted him like any mother would, even if my sleep suffered because of it. At least it was Sunday.

My coffee pot finally stops dripping, alerting me of its readiness. I grab my favorite mug, pour myself a cup of coffee, swearing at myself when I realize we don't have any milk in the house and cringe slightly at the expense I know will ruin one of my weekdays. But regardless, I grab my coffee– loaded with too much sugar to be healthy but not enough of any dairy ro be satisfying– and wander onto the smallest balcony in town.

Its quiet for so early in the morning. The world likes its peace while the sun coasts just above the smallest buildings of the city in the sunrise. Plants surround me; some struggling, others thriving. And just a few feet away, a man on the neighboring balcony.

I nearly spit my coffee out, seeing him. I assume he heard me gargle out a choked sound and he looks over at me with the most piercing brown eyes I've ever seen. He's broad, and tall, and I can see shadows dancing across his shirt and the muscles stretch against the t-shirt. He raises his eyebrow, looking me over expectantly. His mouth opens– those angel lips– and he speaks.

"Are you alright?"

British. He's British. And got the most impossibly attractive voice attached. I'm almost entirely sure I looked completely stunned at this point because his lips quirk up and he chuckles.

"Sorry if I scared you. Guess I'm not around a lot. I'm Simon. I live here, occasionally."

He says the final sentence a bit cheekily, and I can't help but smile. I take a moment to compose myself, wiping my mouth on the end of my worn-out sweatshirt.

"I'm-" He raises his hand gently to cut me off.

"I already know, don't worry about it. I got the plate of food you sent over a couple of years ago when you first moved in. When you introduced yourself and your kid. Sorry I didn’t do much in return, I stay busy with work." He rocks on the balls of his a moment, as if feeling a bit ashamed of his lack of response. He shoves his hands in his pocket, and I catch a glimpse of their scarred skin and hints of tattoos at the base of his sleeves. Interesting.

"Don't worry about it. No harsh feelings, I promise." I smile and wave it off with my free hand, sipping my coffee so that it goes down smoother than it has been. "Nice to finally meet you, Simon."

"You too, ma'am." He says with an uneven smile that makes my heart stutter for a moment. He stands up completely and nods his head to me, a small smirk on his lips before he turns and walks back into his apartment, closing the poorly insulated glass door behind him.

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just a reminder, it's okay to get bored. It's okay to not live a schedule jam-packed with things to do. Its okay to doom-scroll for a little bit. It's okay to not know what to do. Cause guess what, weirdos? Some of the best decisions and moments in life come when you're bored and find a little inspiration.

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Why, yes i do get massivr crushes on silent, deadly men and women. Thank you for noticing.

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I'm sorry, I literally just found out mere seconds ago how extensive this maintenance was going to be.

10 hours?????

EXCUSE ME??? BABES!!! I CAN'T ENTERTAIN MYSELF THAT LONG!!!

Within 15 minutes of discovering it, this AO3 maintenance has evolved into me crying to myself about a deleted wattpad story that haunts my dreams by its elusive perfection. I have not used Wattpad in well over a year or two. AO3 is an addiction. Thank you for coming to this TEDTalk.

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Within 15 minutes of discovering it, this AO3 maintenance has evolved into me crying to myself about a deleted wattpad story that haunts my dreams by its elusive perfection. I have not used Wattpad in well over a year or two. AO3 is an addiction. Thank you for coming to this TEDTalk.

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Hello dears! I am asking you to support my campaign to help me reach my goal. I am now in bad need your support to help me stay alive and safe. Gaza is a very dangerous place either on the level of livelihood or on the level of souls. I need your monetary support to enable me to get the basic needs for my family till Rafah crossing point reopens to move my family to safety and peace. Please help a family be alive through your small donations or througn your shares to others. Thank you so Much for your stand beside people in need.

sharing for those who can help.

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Simon (Ghost) Riley NSFW Alphabet

Many thanks to @fictional-loves for the template <3 and obviously, this is NSFW. Proceed as you wish. Reader is fairly genderless throughout the whole thing. Pros of a non-binary author. Lots of love <3 request AUs, Headcanons, Alphabets of any kind for literally any character for any fandom in my inbox. This did involve some very interesting research. Cough cough.

A= Aftercare (what they’re like after the act)

He is a snugglebug for a solid 10 minutes after. He's got his arms wrapped around your waist, his face nuzzled in your chest while he's half-asleep. He'll make soft noises and reply gently to you with a soft, grumbly voice that just melts you to the bones. Then after those ten minutes, he gains his composure and cleans up everything, giving you kisses with teasing half-smiles. He then carries you to a bathtub filled with warm water and slides in right behind you to soak both of your aches away.

B= Body part (favorite body part their own or their lovers)

His own switches between his arms and his cock. His likes how strong he is and how big he physically is compared to a lot of other people, you included. His arms are what hold on to you and protect what needs to be protected. And his cock is just something he is really damn proud of cause it makes you feel good.

His favorite things about you are your thighs and your hair. He likes to tangle his fingers in your hair when he's kissing you, and to stroke it when you're resting in his lap, and to just smell the scent of you when he hugs you from behind. Your thighs are his kryptonite, though. The fact that they clench around his head when he's eating you out, or he can grab them as he fuck deeper into you, or that he can fuck them and feel their soft warmth.

C= Cum (anything that has to do with it)

He loves how dirty anything doing with cum can be. Tasting his cum on your lips? Seeing your eyes widen when he tastes yours? Seeing his cum on your pretty skin? Feeling your cum on his face and pelvis? He loves it all. He wears a condom when he's inside of you, but otherwise he wants you to be his canvas and he wants to taste you.

D= Dirty secret (Pretty self explanatory)

He kind of wants to do something where someone can find you both. Where he has to muffle your sounds and whisper in your ear things that make it hard to not be caught. He thinks it's really hot. He gets hard just thinking about it. He would agree to it immediately if it was brought up, but only if you brought it up.

E= Experience (do they know what they’re doing)

He's kind of got experience. He's slept with very few people and done a few vanilla things, but his job usually gets in the way of things. So he know the basics, but not the extremes.

F= Favorite position

Initially upon meeting you, it's missionary because it's how most of his previous sex was done and he really liked seeing your face. Eventually it becomes Breeze because he likes how deep he can penetrate you and can make you gasp for breath.

G= Goofy (how serious are they)

He's pretty serious. He's the kind of person who would chuckle if something funny did happen, like you both falling on the floor or someone farting, but he'd never go out of his way to make jokes. He's usually so deep in the moment that everything seems erotic unless it's genuinely really funny.

H= Hair (grooming habits)

He's neat, but he's not hairless by any means. He's always got a happy trail. It gets a little bit grown out on particularly long deployments (on over a couple of weeks), but never overgrown, unmaintained, and gross.

He also prefers his partners a similar way. Neat, but not hairless. As long as you take care of yourself, he doesn't really care.

I= Intimacy (in the moment romantic or rough/dirty)

This man is dirty. He swears under his breath when he enters you and talks about how warm and tight you are and cannot shut up about how much he likes fucking up into you. There is no romantic words in his sentences, only dirty promises and sexual gratification. He's gripping you like you're his dark angel bringing him his sinful savior, rough and desperate.

J= Jack off (do they masturbate and how often)

He masturbates semi-regularly. Every few days, he just kinda gets bored and horny. Passively paws at his dick through his pants as it hardens, teasingly, groaning under his breath before finally slipping his hand under the waistband and taking his cock into his fist with a hiss of pleasure.

K= Kink (kinks what they like possibly unusual)

He likes when his back gets all scratched up. Not to the point of bleeding, but angry red marks up and down his back drive him insane. He also loves begging, himself or his partner. He likes being worshipped and worshipping. He also likes wearing his work mask at times.

L= Location (where they like to get it on)

He prefers his own bedroom, but he also likes the kitchen. The bedroom is ideal because of comfort, availability, and the fact you can usually be more likely to go to bed right after. But something about how 'public' the kitchen is, and how he can fold you over the counters makes him love it.

M= Motivation (things that makes them tick/turn ons)

If you tease this man with a gentle carress and a few sexy sentences, he'll be turned on. Hot outfit? Turned on. Particularly proud moment? He wants to fuck you right then and there. He's kind of just turned on by you. He's got self control, but he's also just a man.

N= No (turnoffs or absolutely won’t do)

Anything to do with non-sexual bodily fluids (scat, piss, blood), multiple people, weapons (knifeplay, gunplay, anything similar), age play, breathplay, and anything that interferes with your ability to consent (CNC, S/A, ETC)

O= Oral (receiving or giving and how skillful they are)

He is good with both, be he prefers recieving so he can kiss you afterwards. He is incredibly skilled with his tongue and fingers, though. I mean. His ability to give oral is immeasurable. He was a little bit of a rookie when you got together, but he learned quick what you liked.

P= Pace (how fast they are and how long they last in bed)

He gives it long and hard. He can hold out pretty long (the better part of half an hour). He can range from 15 minutes if he's been built up for a while to over an hour if he's already came and can handle holding out for a while.

Q= Quickie (do they prefer fast and hard)

He's not fond of them. He used to do them with one night stands on deployment and they're not exactly his cup of tea anymore. Besides, what's fun in them if he can pull you aside for half an hour, have way more fun and leave you trembling from an orgasm.

R= Risk (do they like to try new things)

If you bring them up, he’s willing to try a lot of things. But outside of the bedroom, he's pretty shy when talking about sex. You'll have to be the one to talk about things you want to happen. He’s nothing if not a pleaser.

S= Stamina (how many times they can go and how long each round lasts)

He can go a few rounds. 3 or 4 with a resting period, maybe more if you give him an hour. He's not exactly 25 anymore. But each round can last around half an hour each, give or take.

T= Toys (are they game for using sex toys on themselves or lovers)

He's got stuff for the both of you. It's no fun otherwise. There's more stuff for you than for him, but there's vibrators, pentration equipment, lubricant (because yes, men and women and everyone in between can use lubricant, be safe), and more. Some stuff is hidden where you can't find it, just in case you get curious and ask one day to try something out.

U= Unfair (how do they tease or do they enjoy suspense themselves)

He is so unfair, but he expects it in return. He is the kind of person to tease you for an hour before you even enter the bedroom.

V= Volume (are they loud, what sounds, and do they talk)

He's pretty quiet. He grunts, groans, sighs, and hisses. If he's completely desperate and pushed to the edge, you can pull a whimper out of him, but most of it is breathy and bass-filled. He speaks constantly, telling you praises about your body, noises, feelings, everything.

W= Wild card (random sincannon of any sort)

This is solely for the femmes and women, sorry mascs and men, but he's got a bit of a mommy kink. If he's feeling a bit pathetic and desperate, he'll whisper out a pathetic "mommy..." and grab you tighter while thrusting into you and biting down into your shoulder.

X= X-ray (what’s down below in dem pants)

(I'm a science girlie in the most ungendered way possible, so I'm not going to say he has a 10 inch cock like I've seen a few people do, that is almost entirely unrealistic, Rasputin.) He's standardly sizable at 6.5 inches erect and 5.5 inches soft. He's circumcised and has a bit of a curve to him.

Y= Yearning (sexdrive level)

Again, he’s pretty easily excitable when it comes to you, but he’s also not 25 anymore. He doesn't have a super high sex drive, but he's definitely willing to do sex. On a scale of 0-10, 0 being absolutely no sex, 10 being horny all the time, he's a solid 6 with a "not horny all the time, but i definitely thing about it and I'm definitely open to it when offered".

Z= Zzzz (do they sleep after if so how quickly after)

He's got problems sleeping in general so he doesn't sleep afterwards. He'll be tired, but he'll kinda just hang out with you for a bit. If he were to fall asleep, it would rake him a couple hours at least and you'd have to fall asleep first and he'd have to follow a specific routine before falling asleep. Fallback from being in the military and being constantly unsafe made him have a pretty paranoid sleeping routine.

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feel better about your dating choices, because my friends immediate assumption is this:

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Even more Simon (Ghost) Riley Headcanons

please request headcanons or AU's from characters, it doesnt matter who <3 I'm running out of ideas quickly. My inbox is open as fuck. You can even request more simon riley. I do not mind.

This headcanons list contains nsfw topics.

This man's wallet consists of: credit card, debit card, drivers licenses (both a class X drivers license and a motorcycle license), a non-expired condom (he checks), a sfw picture of you and him, a nsfw picture of you, and around $70USD of relevant currency depending on his deployment.

He's the kind of guy to just plop you onto his lap at any kind of gathering. Doesn't matter if it's a meeting, a barbecue, a hangout, anything. You are going on the man's lap. And he won't keep his hands off of you unless he absolutely has to. It also doesn't matter if other seating is available right next to him, he will just move you onto his lap.

You know what, he does get kind of excited for shark week. Not because he actually likes watching it but because it's just calm and quiet and the narrators are just boring enough that he can rely on not having nightmares or randomly waking up to sudden sounds in the middle of the night.

He really likes tattoos, on him and his partner. So whenever he's lying down, tired in the morning or in the afterglow, he'll just trace his own or your tattoos with his fingers all gentle and such with half-lidded eyes and quirked lips. Then he'll press a gentle kiss to each and every one. And when you kiss his tattoos? He melts.

Simon would dance with his s/o if they asked. In the bar, you'd have to ask after a drink or two. But at home, without a wandering pair of judgemental eyes? He'd gently grab you by the hands and put his hands on your waist and pull you ever so close, turning on a soft playlist and swaying softly with you, gazing into your eyes and a smirk on his eyes.

Ghost gets that devilish look in that eyes when he gets challenged. He's used to not being challenged when he says something, or does something. But he's competitive, and when someone stands up to him and he's sure he can win and get a really, really nice prize out of it? Baby, you better hope you have an ace up your sleeve.

This man will feed into almost every kink you have. Praise kink? Guess who's gonna be called a good girl/boy/baby. Degredation kink? Guess you're his slut now. Mask kink? Yep. Knife kink? It's plastic for safety but yep. Bondage, dacryphilia, somnophilia, cockwarming? Check, check, check, check.

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You introverts don't know the struggle of a manic two am mental breakdown because for the past 3 weeks, 5 days a week, i have been sitting in a dead silent house with 2 dogs getting routinely 6-8 hours of complete silence by myself and I'm slowly driving myself insane despite filling the silence with shitty 2000s sitcoms.

I need to speak to someone, anyone. Please. Let me be extroverted. Please.

I also captured and released a huge inch and a half long wolf spider and it has led me to be awake way too long and it is not helping the situation.

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Dean Wincester Headcanons

Once again: my inbox is open for heacanon requests for characters of all kinds <3

He is weirdly into wooden tones in houses. If he were to ever settle down permanently, he'd have to just live in a house with a lot of brown. It might be that he's lived in and out of hotels his whole life and just gotten used to it, or maybe it reminds him of the outdoors, or maybe it's just ingrained in him to like wood. But, bye golly, this man likes brown tones.

We all know this boy really likes meat and savory food. All-American, I guess. But he just loves the little caramel candies that you can find in most convenience stores and grocery stores around the country. He keeps them hidden around the car, where Sam can't find 'em, and when Sam is sleeping or just not paying attention he'll just pop one in his mouth and smirk to himself at his little secret.

He has seen way too many 2000s teen dramas to be healthy. And yknow what? He's pretty proud of how many he's been able to watch, considering his occupation and how sketchy internet can be sometimes. Piracy is a weak crime, in comparison.

He has a little notebook filled with all the alias names that he's thought of over the years, and he has stars next to the names that are particularly funny. Some of the funniest? Richard Hertz, Amaya Haywood, Walter Melone. (Some are more funny, but make so much less sense.)

Dean has listened to enough rock n roll that he has accidentally given himself whiplash before. Completely serious. He's confessed it to his s/o before— completely drunkenly and accidentally. He just loves to jam out and goes a little too far sometimes. He has since learned.

He learns how to be in a long term relationship before he confesses to his s/o because he doesn't want to screw things up. He knows how he is and doesn't want to fuck things up. He wants to make things last for this relationship and so he does the best he can to learn how to be in a long-term relationship before he tell you he loves you.

He is a horrible texter. The man cannot respond on time, doesn't know what autocorrect is, and will never ever use the proper emoji for anything. He prefers calling anyways, so you're never entirely sure if it's on purpose or not to get you to call him instead, but regardless he's a horrible texter.

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John "Soap" MacTavish Headcanons

Inbox is open to any requests <3

He's got the sweetest golden retriever energy, and it shows. Because he gets the biggest n sweetest smile on his face when he sees you. And he likes resting his head on your shoulder everytime he sits next to you (and trust me, he goes out of his way to sit next to you).

This man can COOK. I mean, holy hell. He can make some really, really good food and he really likes doing it. It's something he picked up from watching and got really good at doing and just never stopped.

Because he's Scottish, he talks in a crap-ton of slang. Like, some of it doesn't make any ounce of sense, some of it does, some of it kind of does. And for some reason, he keeps getting new slang from all the places he visits, so it keeps compiling up into an interesting bundle of "what the fuck" mumbo-jumbo.

He has a really sweet way of getting you to talk about the things you enjoy. He'll hug you from behind while you're working on whatever and he'll ask simple questions that eventually focus more on the details of what you're asking and he'll just listen.

He hums to himself when he's not on-duty and he's doing a small task. If he's waiting in line, he'll do a little tiny dance under his breath. He can't hold still when he's not on-duty. He's so used to being laser focused that when he's not, he's got to be moving, because movement means safety to him.

He has a little too much confidence and just not enough brain cells to get the stuff done. He's smart, don't get me wrong. His common sense goes flying out the window, though.

This boy has the prettiest eyelashes known to man. Like, he has long, dark eyelashes that grow perfectly and literally every woman, man, and/or person he has ever dated has agreed they're absolutely perfect.

He really likes decorating for Halloween. It feels like a childish holiday, but for him It's like handing him the greatest opportunity to scare a bunch of people while having the most amount of fun and bring out all of his favorite films, while eating a ton of junk food without regulation.

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what if I casually and definitely not romantically infodumped everything i knew about my special interest?

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to every person liking my headcanons, thank you <3 but also, you're unknowingly helping me win a bet with a 14 year old who still cannot be trusted to use a microwave so even more thank you because the little shit owes me

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Bakugo Katsuki Headcanons

Inbox is open for any headcanon requests. I'll look through all of them <3

He finds it attractive when someone can both be quiet and hold up a conversation, and find neither awkward. He's pretty quiet when he wants to be so it's nice to have someone hold up the other end of the conversation.

He has a soft spot for sitcom style comedy shows with happy endings. They help calm him down, and everytime something goes wrong, he can always reassure himself there will be a happy ending.

He's got a collection of really, really nice clothes in his closet that his friends 'borrow' from time to time that he doesn't mention when he sees but his mood definitely sours a bit when he sees it on them.

He's got a really strong neck and wrists because of his hero gear, so sometimes when he's messing around with his friends he'll accidentally knock something over or bump someone a little too hard.

He shows his love through little gifts. To his friends, his family, his s/o, anyone close to him. He never really hands them off face-to-face, but sometimes a little trinket will show up on your desk or in your bag. Or a little paper with an aggressive BK scribbled onto it alongside a home-made treat.

He likes to read, but he also likes being read to. So sometimes he'll just lay on your lap while you read whatever you're reading aloud to him and he'll laugh under his breath, or ask questions, or gruffly get mad at the characters like you do.

We all know Bakugo is a health nut, right? And we all know he just refuses to eat any pre-packaged microwaved food? But he just has that one secret guilty pleasure microwave food. But he just cannot risk the others seeing and keeps it hidden and locked away where nobody can see it. (Not even you know quite exactly what it is, simply that it does exist.)

For some reason, the only thing Bakugo Katsuki cannot manage to keep clean is his medicine cabinet. You'd truly think that because of how little he gets sick, he'd have the thing spotless, but you'd be wrong. The whole thing is partially strewn apart with half-empty packs of bandages and multiple bottles of pain killers, muscle relaxers, and sleeping pills. He's got multiple first-aid kits under the sink with bottles of burn creams in them that will never, ever expire because he uses them so often for himself and his friends. So, because he visits his medicine cabinet so often when he's struggling to even raise his arms, he just doesn't keep it clean.