Rúni

I like posting x reader fic ideas [Retired fanfic Author] Level:20|He/They

[runilosttheplot]

I will pin this post since this is important to my blog as a whole

My fanfic ideas are free use

You can use them for ideas for fanfics even if it doesn't relate to the fandom I wrote the idea for

I've been long out of the game of writing them myself so I give others ideas for what they want to write you don't need to ask permission

Though I would love to read what you guys wrote so tagging would be appreciated but isn't necessary

[leggywormy]

So I keep seeing people on AO3 using the tags like here on tumblr and it's drivimg me a little insane. It's AO3, not tumblr!

The tags are actually serving a very important purpose on AO3 so please please PLEASE use them accordingly!

Ppl have preferences, ppl have triggers, ppl look for a specific trope they love to read over and over again etc etc.

All these things and more are why it's important to tag your fic as accurately as possible and with as many tags as needed to do so. Only using a ship tag f.e. is NOT sufficient! I promise you, no one will be bothered in the slightest if you have a list of 50+ tags going on. The more specific the better actually!

If you want to ramble about smth or share your thought process about your fic, you can do so in the note area - that's what it is there for!

Please use tags properly on AO3!

Sincerely, an enthusiastic but picky fanfic reader who spends half their time on AO3 looking for specific fics instead of actually reading them

[runilosttheplot]

While not often on AO3 I do not trust fix that don't have sufficient tags in them. I don't know why (maybe because it feels like it doesnt have that much work out into it like.. What do u mean basically no tags??). So please for at least the fact of making your fic look like it has work put into it from the very get go, tag ur stuff appropriately.

(And for the love of the gods please do not tag things that have nothing to do with it)

[gaycragula]

Kinktober Day 3 - Threesome

Pairing : M!Reader x Male V x Johnny Silverhand NSFW under the cut

Warning(s) : Threesome, double anal penetration, bottom v/top reader/top johnny Word Count: 1616 AO3 Link

V’s a hot line against your chest, squirming in your lap as Johnny climbs up on the bed with the two of you. His squirming makes you groan against his shoulder, your cock twitching where it’s buried deep inside him. One of his arms is thrown over your shoulder, nails digging lightly into your skin. There’s no doubt they’ll leave marks by the end of the night. 

Your merc is watching Johnny with lidded eyes, his hole fluttering excitedly around you as the rocker kneels between your legs. Johnny leans in to kiss V greedily, drawing a little closer to you as he licks into the merc’s mouth. 

Your hips jump when Johnny’s cock nudges against yours. It bounces V in your lap, makes him gasp and break the kiss as you’re bumped deeper into him. He trembles in your lap, already panting quietly in the air between him and Johnny. 

Johnny’s dick is slick with lube as he rubs it along the precious few inches of your cock that was still exposed, grinning that stupid smug smile of his when your breath hitches and eyes flutter. “You’re easier than V,” he taunts with a chuckle. 

“I don’t have to share,” you huff back at him with a roll of your eyes. You bounce V in your lap, just to hear him moan again. “You’re lucky I don’t just give you his mouth.”

V’s cheeks flush a deep red as the two of you talk over him like he’s not even there. It makes his dick twitch where it’s leaking against his tummy, groaning softly as you and Johnny bicker above him. The borderline objectification makes heat pool low in his belly, and has him trying to grind down on you. 

Johnny grabs V by the chin with his ‘ganic hand and uses his thumb to pry his mouth open. V doesn’t fight it even a little, too eager to open his mouth and let Johnny press down on his tongue. V wraps his lips around the rocker’s thumb without having to be told.

Johnny grins at the display, his cock twitching where it’s still pressed against yours. “Wouldn’t say no to his pretty mouth.” 

“Sure, but it’s not what you want.”

Johnny shrugs, presses his thumb a little deeper in V’s mouth, teasing out his gag reflex. It causes V to squirm again. He clenches around you and tries to reach down to fist his own neglected cock. Both you and Johnny move to slap his hand away, much to his dismay. 

“Gotta be patient, V,” you coo in his ear. You press a little kiss to the shell before occupying yourself with his neck. It’s already decorated with bites and bruises from earlier, though you’re more than happy to add more. 

While you do that, Johnny pulls his thumb out of V’s mouth to line himself up and press into the merc alongside you. You hook your elbows under V’s knees to hold him open as Johnny slowly eases past V’s rim. All three of you share a groan as Johnny slides in. Johnny curses as he bottoms out. 

V’s moans catch in the back of his throat as he’s filled out. He’s taken both of you separately many, many times before. He’s had both your cocks in him at the same time before, shoved between you with one of you balls deep in his ass, and the other filling out his throat. But tonight is the first time he’s had the pleasure of both of you filling his ass. 

You bite into V’s shoulder to muffle your own moans. The slide of Johnny’s cock against your own, mixed with the clenching heat of V’s hole, was almost too much. Johnny gives you a knowing look when he feels you twitch against him. He stays quiet, though. 

Johnny grabs one of V’s thighs to shift his leg further up, and you adjust your grip to hold it there. It lets both of you sink just a fraction more into V, who keens happily. 

“Shit, V,” Johnny mutters as he grinds into the merc. “Really took us both, huh.”

V nods. He’s staring down at where all three of you meet with glazed eyes. His fingers dig harder into your shoulder as Johnny starts to roll his hips. It’s surprisingly gentle for the rocker. You’re sure it was just so he didn’t hurt V, needing to see how much the merc could take before he laid into him. 

The slow pace is nice. Johnny’s cock feels amazing sliding along yours. You can feel him throb and twitch against you, and you give him the same look he’d given you earlier. He just glowers at you. 

V seems none the wiser. With his head lolled back against your shoulder, eyes glassy, and a little bit of drool slipping down his chin, he simply moans and jolts with every little movement from either of you. 

“Feel good, babe?” You ask him, kissing up his neck to nuzzle behind his ear. 

“Uh-huh,” V gasps. “So good.”

His legs tremble where you’re holding them apart, and the trembling only worsens as Johnny starts to really get into his movements, putting a little more force behind them. V’s free hand goes for Johnny’s shoulder, trying to tug the rocker down closer to him. Johnny goes with it, lets V pull him into a messy kiss. 

With his mouth busy, Johnny’s rhythm falters. It makes V whine, however muffled by Johnny’s tongue down his throat, in disdain. V shifts like he’s gonna pull away to properly complain, just for Johnny to chase the movement, pressing flush against V to keep their lips locked. 

Like this, Johnny’s stopped completely. So, you take the chance to grind up into V. His gasp is muffled, and he tenses in your hold before melting back against you. He lets Johnny kiss him breathless while you start to fuck up into him. 

When they part, it’s with a loud gasp from V. He warbles a curse as he’s not given a reprieve before Johnny is moving again too. Johnny doesn’t bother to match the more leisurely pace you’d set, not that you really expected him to. Johnny was a greedy bastard, both in bed and in general. 

V’s moans drown out any other sounds between the three of you. You can hardly hear the low grunts and groans Johnny makes as he creeps closer and closer to an orgasm. You can feel your own climax nearing, the mix of V’s insides and Johnny’s cock sliding against yours doing wonderful things for your cock. 

Johnny’s ‘ganic hand moves from V’s thigh to his cock, fisting it loosely. Despite the light grip, V reacts like he’d just been slapped. He moans, voice wavering, as his hips try to jerk up into Johnny’s grip. 

“Hold still,” Johnny snaps at him, actually slapping his cock this time before grabbing it again. You see a tear slip down V’s cheek with it, and adjust to follow the salty trail with your tongue. It makes V shudder and clench hard around you and Johnny. 

With Johnny's hand working over V’s cock in time with his thrusts, the merc doesn’t last much longer. He scratches at your shoulder, and knocks his head against yours a little too hard, before he makes a mess of his tummy and Johnny’s hand. 

If you hadn’t already gotten a noise complaint, you’re sure V’s shout just now would net you one. He can’t bear it as you and Johnny fuck him through his climax, coaxing out another few spurts, before V goes limp against you. 

You nose at his cheek, and press a little kiss to his feverish skin to grab his attention. “Okay?” You ask him quietly. The last thing you wanted was to make him shut down or overwhelm him too much. 

V nods immediately. “Want it,” he mumbles, trying to fuck himself on your cocks again. “Give it t’me.”

With a chuckle that Johnny echoes, you both lay into him. Neither of you last much longer, however. You bite into V’s shoulder as you feel your balls tighten and your cock throb. It only takes a couple more thrusts before you’re spilling inside your input. Your hips twitch in the aftershocks, eyes fluttering shut while you bask in the high. 

Johnny fares better than you, though only by a little. He growls above you and V, before he slides home to add to the wet mess inside V. Feeling Johnny’s cock throb makes your own twitch feebly in response. 

All three of you are panting, coming down from your individual highs. V twitches between you, and both you and Johnny take the opportunity to ease your cocks out of him. V still whines as he’s left empty and dripping. He quiets again when you let him settle between your legs, and he leans back against you. 

He stretches his legs out in front of him while you rub from his shoulders to his hips, trying to help him relax. Johnny, meanwhile, slips out of bed and into the bathroom to grab a wet rag for V. Your merc is happy to be pampered on, relaxing back against you to let Johnny clean him off while you pepper kisses to his shoulders and neck. 

“Thanks.” V sighs pleasantly after Johnny’s done. He smiles lopsidedly at both of you. “That was fuckin’ nova. Think we should do that more often.”

Johnny huffs out a bit of laughter as he pulls on a pair of sweats he definitely stole from Kerry. “Sure, kid. We can do it whenever you want, long as your ass can take it.”

[runilosttheplot]

Yautja reader again! Because I want to~~ (and yes, Yautja's are still a mystery to me despite researching)

When your feet hit grassy grounds and dirt you knew you landed safely, earth. A planet that either smells humid or dry, currently it's humid, the forest around you was thick and the ship landed in a clearing away from prying human eyes. You landed here with your mate to hunt as the last one had been some time ago and the others became judgemental about it.

You look back towards the ship and make a clicking noise "Are you coming?" You ask as your mate checked over the equipment that the two of you brought along.

"Just checking the last few things" they reply with a soft hiss eyeing over some tech and weapons for the last time before joining you "earth's weather, currently raining" they grumble looking around, pitter patter of water droplets hit the leaves and the earth around you, little animals hiding from the rain for shelter.

When it came to a place to hunt the galaxy was wide open, yet humans were ever fascinating. Always able to safe themselves from extinction despite their every action saying otherwise, survival in such a feeble body should be impossible and yet they do.

"Lets get on with it. This planet reeks of foulness" the mandibles of yours click agitated, this planet would be pretty if not for the pest living on it "ever the joyful Yautja you are beblooded" they say amused, mandibles flickering as if smiling.

Walking into the forest to look for prey was long, it was dark out so many humans have looked for rest inside their homes but from what you and your mate have learned, humans had a society build on work, some day and some at night, someone was always awake.

Checking the heat scans there seems to be a few houses about a few metres away, the edge of a small town if the map you brought along is right, that thing was ancient so no one would be surprised if it were completely wrong... "There is a house with two humans and a dog" your mate summarieses their finding of the area, a specific house that seems to be properly prey.

"We have to wait until they are awake.. Wouldnt be a proper hunt if we got them in their sleep" you grumble as this meant you had to stay longer than you wanted to, but oh well.. Eating some raw meat from the earth wildlife was a small pass time, your mate found the rabbits in the area to be the must delicious, in their top three in fact, something about how the meat is juicy.

"Remember when we trained together?" Your mate began to click as they munched on a rabbit, mandibles flickering around the dead animal with care "why are you talking about it all of a sudden?" "I just thought back on it. You were so stubborn back then" they muse putting the rabbit away for now to look at you. Back then on Yautja Prime life was hard, training to become a blooded and then a warrior. Given that training was difficult and grueling, something you'd rather avoid if possible.

"Pfff.. Thats right. No way I listened to grumpy old Yae'ke about how to hold a weapon" You hiss out "I found him quite sweet... Then again he did favour me as his nephew i guess" your mate thought about it, their uncle has always showed favouritism among them all in the group. For better or worse. "Favouritism puts it lightly. Either he liked you and was easy in you or he disliked you and put you through a lot of pain. His mood swings are worse than a brooding Yautja" is what you reply with as it is no secret that their uncle was a menace in the clan.

"I either pitied you or was angry, depending on what your uncles mood was for the day" you add with a huff as you look up to see how the moon slowly slettled down, soon the sun was up and there will be humans out to hunt a-plenty.

Your mate sighed too "yea I get it, but you still stuck beside me, telling him off and pulling every punishment onto yourself instead" it wasn't something you were prideful off back then, it came to you as easy as a Yautja hunting. It was self explanatory to help them. What Yautja would you be not helping your clan out? A coward that is what you think at least.

"Enough chit chat, time to hunt some humans" you scoff getting yo and your mate following you every step of the way

[runilosttheplot]

I find it dissapointing that there are barely Yautja fics where the reader is a Yautja.. Let me change that for this one~

Gn! Yautja! Reader x Yautja mate (I might want to add that no matter how much I read into it I just can't get a good grasp on the species.. So it will likely have inaccuracies)

When your mate came home they did not know what they did wrong.. You simply ignored them the entire day! Was it because they didn't nuzzle you on their way out? Didn't they reply a purr? What could've possibly made you ignore them?

Fact is they are distraught, and the only way to fix it was that if they brought back a good hunt! Like any good Yautja! Yes it did take a while.. And yes they got a fre good scratches from it but nothing they can't be proud of now that they have a Xenomorph head!

They were so excited to show you! Hopefully you accept it! Once back home and ignoring all the Yautja staring curiously at the trophy they get to their home. You still there and not even looking

They click as they walk up to you. Walking up slowly and then you turn, certainly you are surprised when you see it, your mate in a state that shows they have been through a lot getting the Xenomorph head.. And doesn't that make you just swoon?

You click and purr as you eye the head as your mate put it down somewhere for now, you pull your mate into closer with a happy and content purr, you won't let them get away now after all the trouble they went through

[crystalzxx]

Normally I don’t make posts like this, however I fear this needs to be heard. We are running out of clean drinking water. In 13 years we will have run out. Currently, over 2 billion people do not have access to clean drinking water. In order to help fight against generative AI and overuse of water, please limit/stop generative AI use. Generative AI is taking from clean water reserves worldwide in order to generate texts, images and videos. Instead of talking to a character bot, write/read some fanfiction. Instead of using ai to draw a photo, teach yourself or use an irl refrence. Help fight against AI and stop it from taking what makes us all human- our own mind and artwork.

[rawme-price]

Small correction to your comment "everyone has fat" because I'm a huge nerd!

Fat cells can actually die during long fasts and consistent calorie deficits! It's called "apoptosis" and can, in theory, mean someone could have essentially no fat on them! So yeah, some skinny people really don't have fat!

Hi! So, this is incorrect. Hope that helps! 💖

[runilosttheplot]

Summary: Reader is in a depressive state and Johnny is trying to cheer them up

You don't know when it started. One morning you woke up and the energy wasn't there, barely there to get up, brush your teeth, brush your hair into a presentable state, not to forget changing clothes and making way to breakfast.

It was quite obvious to anyone that something was off, many chalked it up to you simply not sleeping enough or that you slept wrong. All and all it was most obvious to Johnny who has been closest to you since you joined the team. He knew all the signs and read them to a T.

"Hey there! Over here" he waved you over to a table he and Kyle sat at and you figured it would be rude to ignore it, so you sat down. Kyle who dutifully ate his plate because he knew Price will hound him down for paperwork and training after breakfast.

"Not your morning?" The Scottish man asked more softly now that you are there in front of him and you simply shrugged at the question "just not my day i guess.. " You reply, not even feeling hunger settle withing your stomach as you felt listless.. Maybe even useless? Which is weird since the day hasn't even begun yet. All you could do was lean your head on your hand, an action that would be gotten you a stern "father" look from Price who would be "subtly" corrected you.

Johnny sighed and frowned a little picking apart his food as he mulled over your body language and words. "I'm sure Price will have us do less work today, at least I hope so. He has gotten quite angry at some recruits so I bet he's making them do most chores." Kyle spoke up now finally lifting his head from his plate and looking between the two "Hm? Did I miss something" the man wondered as his friends eyed him as if he missed a social cue.

Once it was time for a jog Johnny was ready to go but... You were missing, so he went to check up on you, you were still sitting around eyeing out a window "Ey friend, want to go out for a jog? Maybe even a walk if thats more your speed today.." Johnny suggested but you didn't seem thrilled about anything today.

"Look I bet some sun will cheer you up. " "you don't know that." You replied to him almost annoyed, not at him specifically but because today just- you werent feeling it that's for sure "You dont know unless you try" and there was that Johnny grin, jumping in place, ready to go.

This man.. He was a nuisance... But he was your nuisance and you wouldnt change that for anything.

After walking, and the occasional jog in between, the two of you stopped at a small forest part next to the base and took a break "So? What's up hm? No secrets from me" Johnny questions sitting down and settling his back against a tree, patting the spot next to him for you to sit as well. You don't deny it and felt the soft grass under you.

"I... I don't know, I just woke up feeling all, useless.. Like something just wasn't right and I wasn't doing enough." You reply to him eyeing up at the clouds above "I didn't mean for you guys to worry.."

"Ach what are you talking about? We are all a team remember? If we didn't care and look out for each other then none of us would be alive right now!" He said that almost triumphantly, chest lifted out like a chicken.

"Well yea.. I just don't want to burden anyone with my trouble specifically, I had always been good at listening to others to drown out my own issues.." It had always been so easy for you, listening to others, make them feel better, since you never could do it yourself. Entering the military isn't something that made you practice it either. But a hand landed on your shoulder.

"We are a team and that means we are a family" Johnny spoke with a smile and for a moment, while it hasn't fixed everything, it felt alright.

(Some smol depressive vibes going in so I figured I'd out it in a small fix ✩°｡⋆⸜(ू˙꒳ ˙ ))

[runilosttheplot]

Me (watching someone do a nicely not over the top German accent) : *Nods approvingly*

They drop a "Ja?" at the end of a sentence

Me: we were SO close and you messed it up... :,)

[runilosttheplot]

I know I'm a mlm/ftmlm but I need to make this short thing

Women have body hair, not something you have ever cared about a lot, why would you? You never cared much about what others perceive as feminine and what not. You never felt bothered with your body hair, sometimes shaving it for hygiene but that was most of the work.

So why start caring now? What changed? Well seems like growing a crush on your entire team did not help your current growing insecurity of not being "pretty" enough. Even though you yourself have no clue what they find attractive.

Admit it or not, fact was that years and years of being told and shown that being shaved and have smooth skin is the way to be attractive to men and yourself has now nestled itself into your mind. And so here you are. In front of your mirror checking your legs and arms and arm pits too, maybe even the soft small hairs over your top lip.

Soft almost invisible hairs to almost strong more curlier body hair... It felt weird now and you felt like a teenager suddenly caring about such a small part of your body, it shouldn't matter, you tell yourself, because changing yourself to be liked on mere outside factors shouldn't be the end goal to anything romantic..

But you still do it, carefully taking a razor and watching some tutorials, due to the fact you never cared before you never learned to shave everything fully, a trim here or there but that was usually it.

The next day you wore gym clothes that showed that off, clean shaven legs, well... Kind of, they were shaven but smooth? Far from it and it has you worried, how do models do it?

"Aye dolly know where the Cap'n is?" Johnny asks and throws you out of your thinking "Ah? Uhmm no haven't seen him" you reply absentmindedly fiddling with the hem of your tank top.

It seems Johnny hasn't noticed... Was that a good or a bad thing? You walk towards the gym and already see Ghost there helping Kyle set something up, of course the burly man being the first to notice you walk inside "Oi (Y/N) mind helpin'?" Ghost asks moving his head to motion you closer.

"Uhmm yea-" you hurry over and take some weights from Kyle to set them up properly "You're behaving strange today, slept on the wrong side?" Kyle asks standing up from where he knelt before. It's totally not because you're out of you're element.. Being scared of your looks, being attractive for someone else, and trying to catch their attention that way.

"You seem nervous" Ghost observed, as he tends to do but he doesn't comment on more than necessary, so instead Kyle took a closer look eyeing you up and down "Yea.. Something is different.." The man hummed thinking until a lightbulb exploded over his head.

"You shaved! Trying out something new?" He wonders as you squirm in place, it feels embarrassing, now that it is mentioned.

"S-Sorta?" You reply with a tight, awkward smile as Price and Johnny walk back in, seems like the Scottish man found said captain.

But that meant now everyone is joining into the conversation... Lucky you..

"What for?" Ghost asks bluntly but if you look closely it might look like an eyebrow lifts under that balaclava "uuuuhhhh-" you stammer out hoping to come up with a good lie but your brain is failing you...

"My ex wife shaved a lot.. I always told her she worries too much about body hair of all things" Price gruffs out evening out his beard a bit. And strangely that kind of eased you a bit.

"Huh? Why? Isnt that a thing guys like?" You took your chance to "calmly" ask about it to get deeper input "I may be old but going through two marriages makes you realise some things your parents never really dared to chat about" Price sighs and Johnny nods his head "I have many sisters! All different sorta folks! Some had their teeny phase wanting to be dolled up for boys who are just after looks! Others not carin' at all!" The Scot grinned thinking of his beloved family, especially sisters.

You look at Kyle and Ghost who shrugged "why would a mammal waste so much time shaving?" Ghost grumbled "Mmmhmmm what he is saying" Kyle agrees because frankly? Most girls he had dated when he was younger did not shave so he always saw that as a divergence of reality versus "high society".

Now.. This got you dumbfounded "and now I feel like an idiot.." You sigh thinking of the trouble you could be saved yourself "Huh? Why?" Johnny asks walking up to your side.

"I thought.. Agh! I thought that men like these clean shaven- whatever! Like it's a thing that just.. Is.." You admit and look at the men by your side "I mean when I grew up it was always a thing! Men like women that look like little dolls! Clean shaven, flawless skin, all smooth and obedient" You rant because if not for the media, it was the closest circles perpetuating the idea of the must do..

"Ach lass! I can assure you I quite like it!" Johnny smiled and got nudged by Kyle "Yea that's because you yourself are as hairy as a bear" he said which got an "Ey!" From said Scot

It seems that, being yourself will always be attractive to someone out there...

(Welcome to me making a fic where I can rant about my insecurity, which I never had before but now! And yes I got lazy in the end Hehehehehe)

[rawme-price]

Fuck ICE?

Every ice agent could die today and I wouldn't shed a tear.

[runilosttheplot]

I'm so sorry about your kitty. There's nothing like losing a pet, hope you have folks like the 141 to support you 🌟

Aww my heart! Thanks a whole lot it's very sweet, the loss of our sweet cat has been tough on all of us. Dont worry my family is going through this together and I'm truly thankful for your kind words <3

[runilosttheplot]

Due to personal means (and me legit just needing comfort) I shall give you all this

CW: pet death, like already passed, comfort

It was never easy, losing a pet that is, depending on how old it can get usually it's with you for so many years.. It has become a part of the family with the good and bad memories. As you were crying holding you limb animal in your arms weeping like you would hold a long love.

The guys can not do much but try and console you, a gentle hand on the shoulder here, a soft apology there despite it being no ones fault.

The animal just reached the end of their cycle of life, it hurts and the memory will hurt, sweet memories turning slightly bitter now knowing the outcome of the story...

Every corner where the animal occupied feeling like a ghost now.

"Hey champ... It'll be okay" Process spoke up soothingly running a hand over your shoulder, given his age he has seen many animals and people pass and even when you tell yourself it gets easier it never really does...

"The little one surely remembers you nicely" Johnny chimed up with a bittersweet time in his voice "Yea..! They likely imagine you playing with them wherever they are now" the next who spoke was Kyle trying to find the best words he could. The only one who hasn't yet talked was Simon.. While he understood the pain he can't quite show it.. Let alone say comforting words, those were never his strong suit.

"Do you.. Want tea?" Simon asks wondering if at least a small action would be of service

It might hurt, but you have friends.. Family around you to get through, it won't fully heal but it will get better.

(Guys my cat died... I never cried so much in my life..)

[runilosttheplot]

CW: biting, rough biting like bleeding biting, small idea, Ghost is a maniac and so is his beloved

Okay so here's the idea, Ghost being the tank of a man he is and kind of used getting hurt made his pain scale shift. What others would call a 10 out if 10 on the pain scale is a 3 to maybe 4 to him.

Now imagine his S/O being a feral little beast, biting his neck so roughly it bleeds and all Ghost does is hiss and groan at the feeling. His lover having red teeth from his blood and he loves it so much he pulls them into a kiss, no he does not care about the metal taste, in fact, be loves that too! He also doesn't care about the glances he gets when people get a view of the bite.

As long as his lovie is happy eating him up who's he to deny?

[runilosttheplot]

Why am I thinking if an alternate universe with Serial Killer Ghost? Well because I'm sleep deprived of course!

So where do we begin? How do we go about this? Well let's say you read in a newspaper about a serial killer in the loose named Ghost, later down the line this mystery man makes it onto TV where he is actively warned about.. Even, and one might not believe it, even children channels gently warn about this man despite him never having children as victims! Everyone seems high strung about it, everyone that not is considered a lunatic or is called Ghost themselves.

Now you yourself don't think too much of it.. After all not you, your family or friends were victims of this guy. Not even someone you sparringly know. So you think it's just a country wide panic breaking out and blowing things out of proportion, of course ignoring your own shiver when the man's name was spoken...

So you and your friends decided to go out of town to release some stress, go camping! A scenario horror film viewers would scream at the screen for.

As you all explore the surrounding area you notice an old hut about, old and decrepit like it was abandoned decades ago. It was nothing noteworthy, despite the smell inside that can give one a headache if too long near it.

But to no ones surprise the next morning you woke up. One of your friends is gone. It looked like a struggle but all of you wouldve heard if she got kidnapped or something! So you all investigate, looking high and low and one by one the group from before lessens and lessens, until only you are left.

This gets to a person of course, all alone in a forest and some force taking your friends away one by one, isolated in a forest you don't have a map of.. At least you had one before this but even that was snatched away from you. Whoever did this planned this meticulously.

"Ah sweetheart, there y' are" a raspy voice spoke, footsteps a strange mix of feather light and heavy.. You cannot quite explain it.

"Thought you could get away from me lil' bunny? I looked for you all over the country~" you turn and see a bulky man with a skull mask on his face approach you, "That one night, last year ago, at the bar I just knew I had to get you and make you mine.. The way you made my heart jump, I wish to feel it again~" Ghost lifted his axe and then- darkness

Serial Killer Simon "Ghost" Riley who has no idea how to react to this feeling inside his chest and turns to murdering everyone that looks kind of like you until he finally got you

[rawme-price]

Okay but imagine ghost and penguin!reader...

He knows you're anxious around him, he's a big guy even by hybrid standards. He doesn't blame you, but he wishes you didn't have to feel that way around your teammates.

So he tries to connect with you. He hangs around more often, taking note of your hobbies, the little chirps, how you like to take souvenirs from the field. When ghost finds a really nice pebble on a solo op, he grabs it.

He doesn't understand why you're so excited over a pretty rock, but he supposes it doesn't matter if it gets rid of your fear around him. Only...you start hanging around ghost a lot after that.

Imagine ghosts shock and slight mortification when he asks kyle about it, and the sergeant just snorts "dude, you proposed to them."

....wot?

[runilosttheplot]

It's one am I to the new year and I am starting to learn a new type of hatred.

I get it its cool and fun blowing shit up but I find it also kind of selfish? Like you want your 10 or 20 minutes of joy but for that risking harming animals and scaring them, scaring new borns and maybe even the elders, neurodivergent folks maybe even as well

And here I am in germany with folks handling polish explosives like kids toys in a hugely lived in area that makes the GROUND SHAKE

Some folks lost their marbles and call it fun