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Identical - The Twins Backstory (Prologue 1)

(Lovely poster made by @prettybubblesintheair, I’m so thankful for you, and I love your amazing work darl! Please check out her blog, she’s an absolute gem 💖)

Hey guys! Mini Prologue here for “Identical”.. In order to kick things off with this story, I’ve decided to give you an idea of what’s happened before all of this “Tom liking bestfriend and Harrison marrying her bullshit” 😂

This story would make a lot more sense in future chapters if you read this epilogue haha! Also I’m going to be doing a seperate epilogue for Tom as well, because this story is based on his point of view too!! Ahh I’m so excited angels, please let me know what you guys think cause I need that shit 😂💖💝

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Y/N - Your name

L/N - Last name

Emily - Your twin

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Identical Twins:

either of a pair of twins who, as a result of developing from a single fertilized ovum, are alike in all genetic characteristics (including sex) and typically very similar in appearance.

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Born. Identical.. Inseparable… Compared…. Jealousy….. Heartbreak…… Bitterness

Y/N L/N and Emily L/N, were two beautiful identical girls that were both conceived by the same mother, on the same day and at the same time. It was like seeing a duplicate of one person, a beautiful creation purposely doubled, the only difference between them was their personalities, both different and opposite of one another.

As they were growing up they were inseparable, sharing the same dolls, clothes, hair ideas and eventually makeup when they hit the early teenage years.

Unfortunately overtime during high school, they grew apart, both on the opposite sides of the social ladder, her being popular and you a simple outcast. Due to their personalities being opposite of each other they were completely different people, the only bond they could muster between them was simply hanging loosely by a thread of well… nothing..

Your father was to blame for all of this, using his power and authority over you to convince your mind that you were the weak one, the mistake, the unloved one out of the two. The man had favourites, and unfortunately for you, it was your twin sister, Emily.

Whilst this was happening throughout your teenage years it caused some serious damage to your self-esteem. Your mind was playing tricks on you, causing you to hate everything about yourself, starting from the way you talked, looked, walked and laughed.. just simply every day things that defined you as a person. The comparisons quickly took its toll on you, forcing you to hold a firm grudge against your perfect sister, the oh so innocent one.

You have been always compared to her, your looks, your grades, your popularity. It was all just a game to your father, taking advantage of your different personalities and passions, to watch you silently fume in the corner, as you gazed upon your sister who took the spotlight.

Out of spite towards your twin, you tried so hard to gain the affection from your father, even at the risk of losing everything and everyone around you.. but it never seemed enough for him, your efforts going to a complete waste.

During the time of this happening, Emily was oblivious, taking your behaviour as a simple teenage thing, a thing that she was going through herself, but not as intense.

Completely opposite to you, she was naive to everything around her, for the longest time she failed to realise the fire that your father continued to create within you.

You continuously fought against her, shutting down any of her efforts to reconnect with you. You were so far gone down the black hole of insecurities, that all you felt was a deep immense hatred towards your blood twin, your insecurities slowly eating you up inside.

You weren’t the smartest. You weren’t the prettiest. You weren’t the most stylish. You weren’t the most popular. Most importantly.. You weren’t the favourite and you never would be.

It didn’t help that she was so loving, smart and beautiful. You wanted to hate her, to shut her out, and to make her feel the way you did, but you couldn’t… because you loved her. She was your twin, your very own heart and soul. Of course you would never admit that, quickly mastering the facade of a bitchy sister. Masking your love for hatred, never wanting her to know the absolute affects she held over you…..

In an effort to get rid of the toxic ways of your father, you fled to Australia to finally start afresh. To be able to do this, you had to completely wipe out any evidence of your horrible past… and that included your twin sister. You stopped contacting all together, deleting your family off your phone and any social media, completely cutting all ties from your old life.

On the year of your 19th birthday you started a new college, adjusting quickly to the new atmosphere and even finding new friends that you absolutely adored. Slowly but gradually you picked up the pieces that was left of you… the real you.

From here on, the story is only just starting to begin….

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What did you guys think? Please tell me haha 😂🤪💖

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Me when I saw people bullying Peter Parker in this deleted scene of Spiderman Homecoming

I am salivating at the mouth for a CRUMB of knight ghost carrying off his chosen bride who is just being the BIGGEST pain in the ass and doing literally everything she can to not let this hulking knight take her away from her home, it’s all I’ve been thinking about since that little snippet you shared earlier

Knight!Ghost and his temperamental, sour wife who kicks and screams and puts up a huge fuss when he picks her out from a lineup and refuses to go home with him. She's been trained not to make a fuss in front of company because she's supposed to be a gentle lady, but everyone can see the way she stomps around and hisses whispers at her parents and begs them not to let her leave - all in clear sight of her to-be husband, who stands there silently as if it's not happening.

Then at one point, Ghost's impatience just overtakes him and he stomps over to where she's currently complaining to her mother and tosses her over his shoulder. Just grunts "we're leaving" and turns around with her hanging off his shoulder, looking completely dumbfounded because no one's ever treated her this way in her life.

Maybe he makes her sit in front of him on his horse for the long trek home instead of in a pretty carriage because he knows she's not accustomed to riding for long periods of time :(( So she's whimpering and whining that her thighs hurt and it's not fair, and Ghost has to murmur into her ear in a low voice that she needs practice for how much she'll be riding him in the coming months.

Don’t worry Bro , Black Tumblr got you and your Sister.✊🏿

Can we find her a donor please ✊🏿🙏🏿

THE FEDS RETREAT.

This is so fucking amazing to me.  

Sweetheart |•| Simon Riley x Fem Reader

fluff, angst if you use a magnifying glass 🔎, Ghost being a cutie patootie, sexual innuendo once, 141 meets ghost's s/o for the first time, soap ans gaz love cats, i hc gaz has celiac disease

not proof-read bc i cant be arsed soz lmfao 💀

also reblog pookies and i'll give you a free foot massage

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Three months without your boyfriend.

Your eyes scanned the new book you bought, 'Psycho by Robert Bloch'. It was a good book. 'I think everybody goes a little crazy sometimes' Norman bates said in the book. It was a line you related to heavily, especially when Simon went out on his missions. You were left all alone with your cat, Eleanor. Although, she was an adorable, orange tabby cat she reminded you of Simon since he bought her for you. Everything in this house reminded you of Simon. Half of the stuff in the living room he had bought because he'd rather gift you something than hug which you understood because he had opened up a tiny bit about his past and it seemed traumatic. Simon gifted you the most lavish things to equal the amount of times he wanted to hug you but couldn't due to his past. It was sad to think he had to buy your hugs but you appriciated the gesture.

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"Right, I haven't had the chance to tell her that you lot are coming so if she freaks out don't worry." Simon grumbles.

The rest of the group nodded. Price was sitting in the drivers seat with Gaz beside him, they were both chatting about how the mission went while Simon and Soap were sitting at the back. For once, Simon showed some emotion. Nervousness. His leg was bouncing and his fist kept clenching and unclenching.

"You alright L.T?" Soap piped up, looking at his obviously anxious supervisor. Simon nodded.

"I hope she's doing alright." Simon stared at Soap with that stoic expression. Price and Gaz stopped talking and Price turned his head a little, keeping his eyes on the road.

"I'm sure she's fine. From what you've told us she can put up a fight so if something was to happen she'd be cool as a cucumber." Price smiled, trying to lighten the mood. Simon grimaced at the last part of his sentence but Price wasn't wrong. You knew Taekwando and you were flexible. Simon was shocked the first time you showed him how to do a backbend and that beautiful arch your back made that caused him to feel-

"Yeah, Ghost. She seems really nice. I've heard her while you two were on call. It's funny really. She sounds so sweet and bubbly and you-" Gaz stopped himself. "Well..." He trailed off when he saw Price shaking his head at him.

"He means that you two are polar opposites." Soap chimes in. "But you know what they say." He nudged Simon as if he already knew what he was going to say. "Opposites attract."

"Fucking hell." Simon let out a deep sigh. "Are we almost there?" He sounded impatient.

"Just around the corner, mate." Price reassured.

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There was a knock at the door.

You poked your head from your book, folding the page over and stepping off the couch. You sighed. It could be Simon, then again it could be your SHEIN order that was due to arrive yesterday. You walked over to the door and opened it, gasping when you see your boyfriend, Simon.

"Simon!" You smile, stepping forward. Simons breath hitches and you notice this so you take a step back. He feels guilty. He had just been gone for three months and he's too scared to embrace his own girlfriend of 4 years? No. He won't let his fears get to him. Not when he's just left you for so long. Simon steps forward, pulling you close to him and hugging you. His arms stretched around your waist and he rested his face in the crook of your neck, you heard him inhale your perfume.

You were too distracted about the fact that Simon is hugging you that you don't realise his friends were here. You lifted your head to see them awkwardly looking away. "Simon, you never told me you brought your friends." You laughed when he pulled away, you could see the embarrassment in his eyes when he realised he had dived into your arms infront of his boss and co-workers.

"Yeah." He shuffled to the side and they all met your eyes. You smiled and waved and they did the same, mumbling some "hi's" and "hello's". "This is Soap."

"I believe he prefers-." Gaz speaks.

"Pipe down." Soap interrupts him.

Simon gave Soap a harsh pat on the back and Soap gave him a dirty look. He points to Price and Gaz. "Thats Price, my captain and Gaz."

"Oh, its so nice to meet you all. Come in, i'll get you all something to drink if you'd like.

"Um.. alright then." Price smiled back and entered, Gaz and Soap followed close behind and Ghost shut the door.

"I'm gluten free, by the way." Gaz says, looking around your massive living room. It has cat toys everywhere and Gaz nudges Soap. "They have a cat." He whispers and Soap looks thrilled, his head darts around in search for the feline.

While your in the kitchen making the men something to drink, they all settle down on the couch. Eleanor walks in and nuzzles against Ghost's leg. He leans over and pets her, scratching behind her ear. Soap looks in awe. "You never told us you have a cat." He scolds Ghost.

"You never asked." Ghost mumbled, picking Eleanor up and stroking her soft fur. "I missed you, Ellie." He whispers and holds the cat like a baby, loud purrs from Eleanor filled the room.

"Can I hold her?" Gaz asked, peeking over Soap's shoulder to look at the tabby cat.

"Me too, please." Soap asked, feeling his heart melt when Ghost placed Eleanor on Soap's lap. "Oh my god, who's a good kitty?" He says in a baby voice as Eleanor stretched across him and Gaz's lap. Their hands eagerly petting the cats fur.

You return with a tray of coca colas in bottles. "I made sure it was gluten free." You laugh and take a seat in an armchair. "I see Ellie has taken a liking to you both."

"Is that her name?" Gaz asked, looking up at you for a moment before sipping his cola and petting the kitten.

"Well, she's actually called Eleanor but me and Simon just call her Ellie." You smile.

"How old is she?" Price asked, scratching Eleanor's chin, smiling down at her. She purred away peacefully.

"Um.." You glanced at Simon who held up 3 fingers. "She's 3. She's a tabby cat so i'm just glad they don't grow too big."

Price nodded. "She's adorable. Be careful though, Soap and Gaz might want to steal her from you. They love animals." Gaz and Soap didn't even look up from the cat but they nodded. Eleanor let out a meow and they both went 'Aww'. "How long have you two lived together?"

"2 years I think. My dad left most of the inheritance to me so I asked Simon if he wanted to move in with me. And now we're here." You shrugged and Price nodded.

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After about 2 hours of talking and joking Price checked his watch. "We should go now. Gaz and Soap have training tomorrow." He lifted up Eleanor from his lap and placed her on the couch. "Thank's for having us." Price smiled.

"Thanks." Gaz said with a smile before giving Eleanor a scratch on the chin. Soap did the same and nodded.

"Bye, you'll have to come over again!" You waved them off, shutting the door when they drive off. You re-enter the living room and sit beside Simon. "They seem lovely." You look up at him.

"You haven't known them as long as I have." Simon chuckled darkly, his arm hesitantly reaching over your shoulder and hooking around to pull you close to him. He looked down at you.

"So.. do you want to order a take-away or do you want to go out?" You nestled your cheek against the side of his chest.

"Can we stay here?" He asked, sinking into the couch. "Like how we are now. I don't want to let you go."

"Okay, Simon." You nod and smile. And he didn't let you go. He made sure you fell asleep and woke up in his arms.

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eat up guys

Same tho

Clint: The best revenge really is being nice.

Natasha in the distance: Or murder.

Dear friends of Tumblr,

Today at my school we had an assembly about internet predators and when I had said that most of my true friends are over the internet and they gave me a lecture about how “I don’t know who I’m talking to” blah blah. So please, if you aren’t a predator in any way, please reblog so i can prove a point.

imagine all the kinky people trying to look up “sub” these days and getting a bunch of oceangate news instead of what they were expecting.

and then discovering a new kink