š£² I write for mostly Simon Ghost Riley and occasionally Clark Kent <3
š£² DNI if youāre a freakish grown man, thank you.
š£² I love all things pretty, kitschy, and eccentric
š£² love: Zooey Deschanel, Taylor Russell, Jane Birkin, Meryl Streep, unicorns, polkadots, pink, shoes, clothes, music, cinema, glitter, and Pinterest.
š£² films: Coraline, Moonlight, Waves, Peppermint Soda, Wanda, Amelie, Valley of the Dolls, Fire Walk with Me, I Believe in Unicorns, The Last Unicorn, Wild Child, God Help the Girl!
thinking about how alpha!simon isnāt as gruff and churlish as people make him out to be.
heās definitely quiet about it, making sure you feel safe and comfortable at all times. always a hand on your shoulder or making you a cuppa when itās cold. heās gentle. attentive.
itās different when he fucks too. heās always checking on you, making sure you can take it, reassuring you. heās just a big sappy puppy.
you donāt know why you thought simon would be a cocky fuck.
maybe it was how cool and collected he always was. that hot, quiet confidence.
if only you knew when youād finally got him into bed. ready for him to be rough, to be a little mean, not that youād mind.
in reality, he was whining into your neck as he pumped into you at a primal speed. whispering and mumbling half words into your throat as he groped you anywhere he could. his eyes were rolled and he was drooling on your collarbone.
āo-oh.. oh, fuck- nghhhuhhā¦ yyeah?.. awwwā¦ my baby.. gonna fill y-youā¦ mhmā¦ā
sweet little brain-numb nothings falling of the tongue of the smartest, coldest man you know.
and you couldāve cum just from the sight when he lifted his head and started actually panting and pathetically stuttering his hips against yours like a mutt.
summary: your long-time pal, simon, gets his rut set off on a mission and you were ordered to take care of him now that he was back, with your presumably passive pheromones...
word count: 830
content warning: omegaverse, ruts, simon begging to fuck you, and vulgar language. reader is also gn!
a/n: HELLOo!!1 this is my first ever fic, if you see this, please read it and give me kind feedback, bc idk what im doing!!! yay!
long term teammates, tolerable conversation, a perfectly adequate, non romantic relationship.
that's what you and Simon had.
you'd known the alpha for years at this point, you had met before the task force, both serving as young sergeants in the SAS . it was an acquaintanceship, passing comments over comms or emailing documents for superiors.
when you'd both been invited into the task force for a secret operative (that turned into multiple), it became something closer. something more subtlety intimate and tension filled. whether it was sharing MREs wordlessly or quietly smoking together behind crumbling buildings, you did it together, and no one was allowed to say a word.
meanwhile, scents and primal urges were never a real problem between you two thanks to the uniform scent blockers and his seemingly obvious un-attraction to you. not like you cared... he was hot, of course, smoking hot. but you had gotten used to alphas preferring omegas.
on your second year in the task force, hed been placed in a simple in-and-out opp in south America. once hed gotten back he started getting more agressive and territorial, even pacing outside your door at night? when price found out hed been scented by a bolivian con-woman he was banished to his quarters until he was civilised. you, being the only beta on the team, were asked to use your scent to neutralise his rut urges, a common request for betas, being the mediator and all. but seeing him in such a viscous (horny) state (even if it turned you on), upset your instincts. so you also made time to help your poor simon bathe and rest and hydrate.
a knock was placed on his door with your forehead as you carefully balanced two trays of tuck from the mess hall, his one being significantly heavier, making you wobble. "hrmph.." you heard him grumble from inside, he sounded like an agitated dog.
"don't start, I'm being so good to you." a firm acknowledgement as you carefully manoeuvred the door open whilst balancing the trays of semi-hot food. he shuffles in bed, covering his nude lower half and peevishly glaring at you from amongst the covers and sheets before sitting up to eat.
the room was moist, and the smell that lingered wasn't something you wanted to think about Simon doing, so you focused on giving him the food and cutlery. you gave him water, ran a bath, tidied up his quarters, and you ended your pottering by opening a window as he finished eating. you cleared your throat and looked at the huge miserable man, who was already piercing his eyes through your head. "you okay, si? need anything else? you look super fucked out."
"tired. horny. angry. no. thank you."
"mhm, your welcome. you're sure you dont need anything else? i can scent you to help with the pain?-"
he grumbled again, low in his chest. the sound flipped your stomach and made a heat crawl up your spin. 'ew? no? now you want to fuck him? when he's acting like a rapid dog?? you're sick.' you mentally scolded yourself as he writhed around uncomfortably in the sheets further before answering truthfully this time.
"all i can smell is you, luv. and its not neutralising shite. i feel like a horny mutt āround ye." he whimpered, the most embarrassed youāve seen him look.
you froze in place awkwardly, standing stiffly at the end of his bed by the window. you hardly thought before retorting, its like your brain didn't even want to process what he'd said whilst stumbling out a petulant reprimand and avoiding the hot eye-contact he was forcing. "nahā¦ beta scents can't make you horny, i think its just your hormones talking-"
"youāre so pretty, wish i could smell ye all the timeā¦ wish youād let me do what i need to, iāll be so good.." he shuttered as he mumbled, voice course from whining and growling into his pillow for days. you stood frozen in the middle of the hot, sex perfumed room. your face was flushed and your insides were tingly, you don't think you've ever been this pitiful in your life.
he was hunched over himself, still, peering at you like a predator through those midnight eyes. you'd never felt like prey before as a beta. his short, choppy, blonde hair was messy and arousing but less entertaining as your eyes trailed down his plump pecs and solid biceps. his tummy and champagne happy trail protruded slightly and the moist bedsheets were bunched at his abdomen, hardly covering his unrelenting erection.
"youāre being dramaticā¦ youāre not into me like that anyway-" never have you been so flustered and visibly pathetic in your life. you tried to reason with yourself aloud on his behalf when he cut you off. "i am. have been for a long time. can you āleast sit on my face?ā¦ please.. i need this.. youā¦ā he let out a whiny please and fluttered his pretty eyelashes at youā¦
a/n: okayyyy... i think thats fine... depending on the reaction i get from this i might post the smut
avoidance is lowkey funny because itās like i donāt want love on the off chance that it gets taken away from me and then i have to become john wick or something
iāve been seeing video essays and over complicated tutorials of haircare for quite some time now, and iāve noticed that everyone is doing something different and spouting opposing opinions to the next person. iāve had long healthy hair my whole life and itās very easy to maintain so i thought iād be helpful and make a blog about it. <3
Hair washing routine for long, healthy hair!!!
keep in mind, i am 99% white, i have pin straight, fine, thick, tailbone length hair. this is all my own knowledge, this probably wont work for many other hair types.
washing!
wash when your hair gets greasy. thereās nothing more to it, i promise.
š£²find and experiment or research product that will work for your hair
š£²gently detangle your hair before showering
(use a reasonable water temperature)
š£²one clarifying shampoo, only apply to the roots of your hair. it wonāt froth up with bubbles if your hair is dirty, which is why we have the second shampoo.
š£²once youāve washed out the previous shampoo, apply another few pumps of regular shampoo and this time it should foam up. make sure to really massage and get in there so your scalp is clean.
š£²hopefully your hair is clean now, this is where you would use a hair mask if need be.
š£²conditioner! yay! use less then a tablespoon. iām warning you. i guarantee you donāt have enough hair for more than that. wring out your hair and lather the shampoo to your lengths and ends only.
š£²dry your hair with microfibre towels, i like to air dry but if you need to use heat, use a heat protectant and be careful.
General haircare routine
this is stuff to do on the regular, when your hair is dry.
š£²get a light hair oil for the ends of your hair, apply it daily for soft ends.
š£²get trims when your ends are dry and brittle, not every three months, not once a decade, but when your hair needs it.
š£²spit ends canāt be āsealedā cut them.
š£²your hair grows half an inch per month. period. thereās nothing you can do to make your hair grow faster, be patient.
š£²rice, rosemary, or chamomile hair rinses are nice and hydrating, try it
š£²get a heavier oil for your roots the day before washing it, my mother did this to me growing up. massage it gooood get the blood flow pumping.
š£²the main thing causing damage to to your hair without a doubt is friction. you canāt get splits without friction. stop sleeping on your hair, lying on it, leaving it out to rub against things.
š£²avoid hair-ties as much as you can. friction, again. use clips, banana clips, claw clips, mini claw clips. thereās so much you can do without hair-ties.
i think thatās about it. just be kind to your hair, itās a very spiritual thing for me and weāre iām from, an extension of you.
if i have anymore i remember i will edit this post, promise!
