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Simon with tinnitus who wears ear plugs all the time because he is just so fucking tired. So fucking tired of hearing that ringing in his ears, the random pops of the drums, the wild thrumming of blood.
Simon decides to take a smoke one night, try to calm his nerves down. His night terrors are back again, and he has to busy himself with something. Anything.
While he's taking a smoke, he takes the ear plugs out. Doesn't want to have the pressure go all awry as he takes big, heavy puffs from the cig.
In the faint distance, he hears something silvery. Something that flows like honey, but holds itself together like metal. Something melodious, something belonging in birdsong.
He turns his head to spot a flat directly below his. Curtains billowing in the cold winter night, windows slid open.
A feminine figure moving around in a blur, the waves of her voice emanating undeniably from her. Moving around in swirls with her body as she rustles around her flat.
For the first time in his life, Simon can hear nothing but. Overpowered is the tinnitus, overpowered is the throbbing. All that remains is your voice, singing in some language he doesn't quite understand or recognize.
He watches, Shakespearan audience to your opera. Stunned silent, like every thing else has paused its whistle to allow yours. The trees have stopped their swaying, the wind has stopped its whooshing. The crickets have stopped their chirping, the dogs have stopped their howling.
Well, one dog's just begun to howl in his guts. And it sounds eerily like your song.
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#WOOOOHHHHHHHHH#i feel fucking crazy!#have simon with neighbour reader who happens to be an opera singer#and he wants to drown in her voice. anyway#simon ghost riley x reader#ridings#Simon riley x reader#simon ghost x reader#ghost x reader#ghost x you#simon riley x you#simon riley#ghost
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WOOOOHHHHHHHHH DAMNNNNN đ„”đ„”đ„”
Pose study w/ Orion đâš
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GUYS ITS 3:00 WHERE I AM I HOPE THE IMPOSTER FROM AMONGUS DOESNT BREAK INTO MY HOUSE WOOOOHHHHHHHHH
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Bad Reputation - Alex McDonald imagine
Request: So do you think you could do an imagine like #38 about Alex McDonald, and Jack is your best friend and he's the one who keeps telling you he's bad news? Thank you.
Writing prompt #38: âEverybody keeps telling me youâre the bad guyâ
A/N: Here you go love! I had a really good time writing this story, so I do hope you like it!
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âI canât believe you made me watch this movie.â
âCome on, Jack, itâs a classic, you must see this at least once in your life.â After weeks of whining, you had finally persuaded your best friend Jack to watch your favourite movie with you on a lazy Sunday afternoon. You were both sitting on his couch staring at the credit titles.
âYeah, but that still doesnât take away it was a bad movie.â He laughed when you playfully slapped his upper arm.
âWhat time is it?â
â5PM.â
âCrap, I have to get goingâŠâ
âWhy? We were having so much fun.â Jack looked at you pouting.
âTrue, but, Iâm going on a date tonight and I have to get ready. Heâs picking me up at 7:30.â
âWho?â
âAlex, who else?â
âAlex? As in Alex McDonald?â
âYes, that Alex. This is like our fifth date, it shouldnât come as a surprise to you.â Jack let out a deep sigh.
âAre you going to tell me whatâs wrong? Youâve been acting like this every time I told you I was going out with him. Whatâs the problem?â Now it was your turn to sigh. You didnât like that your best friend was acting all strange whenever you told him you were going out with Alex. After all you somehow felt like you needed his approval.
âI just donât think heâs the right guy for you.â
âWhy not?â
âHeâs bad news, Y/N.â
âWhy?! Isnât he supposed to be a good friend of yours?â You had to withhold yourself from shouting. Jack was making you angrier every second. He sighed again, clearly agitated by your answers as well.
âHeâs a first class player! Who knows how many other girls heâs having besides you!â
âWhy, Jack? Why the hell are you telling me this now?! Couldnât you have done that before we, I donât know, went on our first date?!â
âCan you please not shout? Iâm telling you this, because I know him longer than today, but I thought you wouldâve figured out what heâs like by now. I donât want you to get hurt.â As Jackâs voice lowered, yours did too and you managed to calm down again. You hated fighting with him.
âI really like him, JackâŠâ You said almost whispering.
âJust promise me youâll be careful and wonât let him hurt you.â He replied while taking you in for a hug. Something in his embrace told you that there was more going on, but the clock was still ticking and you decided to go, leaving his apartment with a weird feeling in your stomach.
Going home and getting ready for your date, did not take the feeling away. Jackâs words kept spooking through the back of your head and all you could think of was the look he had in his eyes, yet you didnât know how to define it. It bothered you, and unfortunately for you, your date had noticed.
âHey, are you okay? You seem a bit distraught.â With a worried look in his blue puppy eyes, he looked straight into your soul. This guy was perfect for you, yet you couldnât help but thinking about Jackâs words.
âEuhm, yeah, Iâm fine.â You hesitated to tell him, because after all you didnât want to hurt his feelings, nor create a feud between the two friends.
âThen how does it come that the sound of your voice is telling me the exact opposite?â He gently took your hand as you were walking back to his car after a dinner date. His piercing blue eyes looking into yours made you melt and therefore you gave in.
âEverybody keeps telling me youâre the bad guy.â The smile on his face quickly faded and he let go of your hand. Clearly agitated he put his watch and jacket back in place. âIâm sorry.â You whispered, angry at yourself for ruining the date.
âNo, donât be. Who might this âeverybodyâ be?â His calm voice made you feel at ease again, and before you realised it, you were already pronouncing his name.
âJackâ
âDidnât I know so, what a coincidence.â His reaction confused you. âYou have to know that nothing of whatever he said about me is true.â He sighed, looking in your eyes, hoping to persuade you.
âHow did you know it was him?â
âBecause Conor told me last night that Jack fancies you. A lot. Normally that would be a reason for me to cancel this date tonight and simply keep seeing you as a friend, but I couldnât. Not this time. I havenât felt this comfortable with a girl in ages, and even though Jack is one of my closest friends, you give me the feeling that this is all worth it. I really like you, Y/N, and thereâs no way I would ever give up on something that I believe could turn into something so much more beautiful.â
At this stage all kinds of emotions were running through your body. Happiness, because Alex actually felt the same way about you as you felt about him, surprise, because your best friend turned out to have the hots for you, and guilt, because your next move was about to ruin some friendships.
âI like you a lot too. And no matter what Jack may or may not be feeling for me, it wonât stop me from feeling what I feel for you. Heâll never be more than a friend to me. Youâre the one that I want to be with.â
And as the smile returned on Alexâ face, he leaned in closer to you to make his soft lips touch yours and seal the deal with a kiss that you happily answered.
âWhat are we going to tell Jack?â He asked once you parted.
âIâll talk to him. Heâll understand eventually, I hope.â
âHe will. As I know Jack, heâll forget you in no time.â
âHey!â You said as you poked him in his stomach, making him laugh and pulling you in for another kiss under a sky full of stars.
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A/N: woooohhhhhhhhh another request finished! I really hope that you liked what I wrote for you. If any of my other readers want an imagine as well, donât be afraid to send in a request in my ask box! I do personal requests as well :)
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can't express how happy I'am :)))))))
yung feeling na napatakbo ko yung sasakyan kahit hindi ganun kalayo as in maikli lang pero grabe sarap ng feeling woooooo. kahit namatay ng isang beses pero sa second time   umandar sya ng derederetso.. wooooooooooooooo sarap sa pakiramdam :) i'm so HAPPY :DD
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