#((I feel like this sums up their relationship

[itacats]

Rain of Shadows

FT: Simon x gn!reader

Warnings: Emotional vulnerability and confessions, Themes of healing and trauma recovery, Intimate and supportive relationship dynamics, code name used for reader, please let me know if anything else should be here!🙏

SUM: Rain wakes up in the infirmary (again, what can I say? I'm a sucker for pain) after the mission where they were gravely injured. Despite the pain and physical damage, Rain finds solace in Simon's presence. His unexpected confession of affection shifts their relationship from one of mutual respect to something deeper. Over time, the two begin to heal together, sharing quiet moments and learning to trust one another completely. Their bond becomes a lifeline, a beacon of hope in the chaos of their lives, ultimately bringing them closer than ever before.

A/N: The finale of the finale is a culmination of the emotional and psychological journey between Rain and Simon. It’s got vulnerability, healing, and the power of connection amidst the horrors of their world. Simon’s admission, though raw and unplanned, reveals his depth and the transformation of their bond. In a setting that often focuses on brutality and survival, I wanted to explore the softer, more intimate side of these two characters. It’s a reminder that, even in the darkest times, love and companionship can be the greatest source of strength. 💖

Rain of Shadows Masterlist

Part 10.2 - When the Heart Speaks - FINALE

The familiar antiseptic smell greets you before your eyes even open, sharp and sterile, paired with the low hum of medical monitors. Blinking against the haze of sleep, your mind struggles to piece together the events that led you here. Confusion swirls until your gaze falls on a familiar figure slouched in a chair beside the bed—Simon.

The Ghost. Unflappable, stoic, deadly. Yet here he is, his mask tugged down just enough to reveal the rugged scruff of his jawline and weary eyes that hold a warmth you’ve never seen before.

The sight of him, this intimidating soldier crammed awkwardly into a too-small chair, stirs something inside you—a mix of amusement and affection. A soft chuckle escapes your lips, pulling him from his light slumber.

Simon blinks groggily, his gaze locking onto yours as relief floods his face. “You’re up,” he says, his voice rough with sleep but softened by an emotion that catches you off guard.

“Of course I am,” you rasp with a wry grin. “It’s going to take more than a bullet to put me down.”

His lips twitch, a ghost of a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. “Reckless as ever,” he mutters, shaking his head.

The humor fades, replaced by a thick silence. You can feel the weight of something unsaid in the air, a tension that stretches between you like a taut wire. Finally, unable to bear it, you speak.

“Why were you so quick to help me?” The question feels raw, exposing a vulnerability you didn’t expect to reveal.

Simon’s expression shifts, his brows knitting together as he exhales slowly. “I’m not sure what to call it,” he admits, his usual confidence replaced with an endearing hesitance. “But you’re important to me.”

The sincerity in his voice sends a jolt through you, and for a moment, you forget the pain in your body.

“It’s not the same as with the others—Gaz, Soap, Price. They’re my brothers in arms, but you… you’re different,” Simon continues, his words halting but laced with honesty. “I didn’t plan for it, but it just… happened.”

Your chest tightens at his admission, the weight of his feelings settling over you. “Different how?” you press, curiosity battling with the flutter of nerves in your stomach.

He rubs the back of his neck, his gaze darting away briefly. “Look, I’m trying to say… I like you,” he blurts, his voice tinged with exasperation and embarrassment. “I didn’t think I would when we first met, but here we are.”

The bluntness of his confession leaves you stunned. A warmth blooms in your chest, and a playful smile tugs at your lips despite the gravity of the moment.

“So, what’s your favorite thing about me, then?” you tease, your voice light with mock disbelief.

Simon chuckles softly, the sound like a balm to your soul. “Your smile,” he says simply, and the intensity of his gaze makes your heart skip.

“Seriously?” you say, rolling your eyes, though the warmth in your cheeks betrays you.

He leans forward slightly, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Fine. I also love how you can kill a man in two seconds flat. Very charming.”

The laughter bubbles out of you, filling the room with a sense of lightness you hadn’t realized you needed. For a moment, the pain in your abdomen fades, replaced by the warmth of shared joy.

As the days pass, the infirmary becomes your haven. Between missions and recovery, you and Simon carve out a quiet rhythm of companionship. The once hesitant exchanges grow into something deeper—an unspoken understanding born of shared experiences and mutual trust.

He shares fragments of his past, the scars he carries both visible and hidden. In return, you offer pieces of yourself, the broken parts you’d long since buried. Together, you begin to stitch those fragments into something whole, a mosaic of two souls healing side by side.

The late nights are your favorite. In the stillness, when the world feels far away, you find solace in each other’s presence. When nightmares creep in, Simon’s hand on yours becomes your anchor, his steady breaths lulling you back to safety. And when his own demons surface, you’re there, grounding him with a soft touch and quiet reassurances.

It’s the small moments that mean the most—his terrible attempts at making coffee, the way he lingers by your side during missions, the rare but heartfelt laughs you manage to coax out of him.

Every glance, every shared smile, is a promise. A vow to protect one another, to be there through the chaos and the quiet.

As the sun rises on another day, casting its golden light across the room, you glance over at Simon. He’s seated beside you, his head bowed as he tinkers with a piece of equipment. The sight fills you with an inexplicable warmth.

You’ve faced countless battles—both external and internal—but this, you realize, is the greatest victory of all: finding someone who sees you, who accepts you, and who chooses to stand by you through it all.

With Simon by your side, the future doesn’t feel so daunting. Whatever lies ahead, you’ll face it together. And that, you think, is more than enough.

To all my lovelies,

Thank you from the bottom of my heart for joining me on this journey. Your time, attention, and support mean the world to me. Writing this story was a labor of love, and knowing that you’ve experienced it alongside me makes it all the more special. I hope that you found something in it that touched you, whether it be the characters’ struggles, their growth, or the quiet moments between them.

Your presence and encouragement as readers are what make stories like these come to life. I’m so grateful to each and every one of you for being part of this journey.

With love and appreciation,

Jay

Taglist:

Here's the current post schedule with some upcoming stories to look forward to!

@jessicab1991

@burningarcadething

[igneousiguana202]

SXF CHAPTER 108 SPOILERS!

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WE ARE SO BACK!!

Two months without an episode but it’s ok because endo cooked 🙏

Ive been trying to find out what the cards mean in these positions but everything is contradicting everything I’m gonna cry 😭Here’s what I’m going with-

Past: Ace of cups. You were going through a period of new beginnings and emotional fulfillment. In terms of relationships, there was a time of blossoming romance and deep connections formed

((probably a reference to the last time anya and Damian were together, in chapter 96))

Present: Four of Cups reversed. You are beginning to appreciate the opportunities around you. In terms of relationships, this card represents a renewal of interest and commitment in which both partners work towards happiness and fulfillment.

((Not sure abt this one. Sy-on boy’s as thunders as ever))

Near future: Three of swords, reversed. Represents the easing of pain and the beginning of the healing process— a period of rejuvenation approaches. In terms of relationships, it represents potential for reconciliation and healing of wounds, a period of understanding and forgiveness and bonding

((please endo please give my babies a break 🙏))

Advice: Three of wands: you are advised to expand your horizons and be open to new possibilities. Atm you may be stuck or limited

((Could be referring to how she can’t advance with plan A while on a break from school, or that she should take a different approach to plan B/the B plan))

other’s heart: death reversed. ( the closest thing I could find for this was “how someone sees you”). This person sees you as something that pushes them from their comfort zone. They feel stuck and resist steps towards positive change. They’re frozen by fear instead of motivated by love, and they see you as a sign of negative emotion patterns. it’s up to you whether that changes.

((This does kinda sum up Damian. Tsundere raised to believe he is above the rest, suppressing his feElings for anya bc he thinks he’ll be looked down on and that he’s too far above her in terms of status))

Asker’s mind: 10 of pentacles reversed. This card means you’ve lost sight of the big picture and are too hyper-focused on something. May signify you’ve recently gone thru a challenging time and feel a lack of security

((Yeah this fits. Anya is starting to get quite centered around succeeding at plan B so loid won’t send her back to the orphanage, it’s almost like she subconsciously doesn’t trust him when it comes to taking care of her. Which I guess is fair— after all he is still quite a mission-driven spy, and anya probably gained some trust issues from the lab))

Final: The Star. (Melinda said this card is reversed but cards are actually supposed to be read in the POV of the person who the reading is about so I think that’s just her blundering it.) this card indicates a time of healing and inspiration

((But like Mel brought up, maaybe it’s saying Anya’s gonna get another Stella? :D))

Shoutout to www.sibyltarot.com for practically all these meanings

[marsh-snail]

~trauma buddies~

based on this meme

[sam-reid]

Dear God, this is love. This is desire. And all my past amours have been but a shadow of this. And it seemed in a murmured pulse of thought he gave me to know that I had been very foolish to think it would not be so.

Assad Zaman and Sam Reid as Armand and Lestat INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE SEASON 2 (2024).

[i-dreamed-i-had-a-son]

Broke (2016): BBC Sherlock is a phenomenal piece of media and anything that seems like a flaw just hasn't been fully explored yet

Woke (2020): BBC Sherlock is an incredibly flawed series run by an egotistical writer, it never deserved the hype and is actively bad on so many fronts (especially representation)

Bespoke (2024): BBC Sherlock is flawed and bogged down by increasingly poor writing, which many fans refused to see while it was airing, leading to hugely misplaced expectations (particularly for the final series), AND it has the seeds of some compelling characterizations and portrayals, some genuinely solid performances, and touches--albeit imperfectly--on complexities that are still being discussed today (particularly as it relates to the relationship between Sherlock and John). The huge cultural impact of the show has created a massive pendulum effect in its public perception, leading to most people today remembering a caricature of the show (whether positive or negative) rather than appreciating its nuanced merits and failings...that being said Season 4 sucked

[sparklingchim]

[rose-in-blue]

Was rewatching S5 E1 and paused it at the exact right time

[iamthemaestro]

if I had a nickel for every time either I or my brother-in-arms was in only 18th century underclothes while fixing our breeches in the passenger seat on the way to a reenactment I would have two nickels which is not a lot but it's weird that it's happened twice

[kiruamon]

Cursed Princes AU - Sleep Spell

Moon has enough of your nagging.

Moon: *casting a sleep spell on you*

Later, when Moon finds out that you were just so exhausted that you kept sleeping even after the spell lost its effect:

He will lay you in his bed until you are waking up again.

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Also I maybe doing some writing for this au. Okay not maybe. I'm doing it. But it's slow progress. (And when I'm done with the first chapter I still have to translate it into english. And also I'm working on the comic parts/sketches for the Grey World AU. Also, also there are the other stories I have in wait... So yeah.) Just wanted to let you guys know.

[4belphie]

feeling frustrated bc i love the house of mouse au but i kinda hate how shippy it is 😭

[moonfromearth]

what kind of love are you

Thank you so so much for the tag @honeyjars-sims I really enjoyed doing this it was such a fun way to work on characters! 😁

Corey Altman

Love as a Performance "Your love is a masquerade, a dance, a work of art. You love with a veil across your face, unable to allow anyone to see the real you. Can that be considered love, you wonder? As a performer, you have all your lines prepared, and you know exactly what to say and when to say it. You’re charismatic and bold, seductive and hypnotic. Your love is a snake’s melody, the siren song of the sea. Your love is enchanting. Your love is melodic. Your love is afraid and fearful and longing. You ache to tear the veil off, you ache to cast poetry aside for the sake of something real and gritty. You’re terrified of the very thought. Being loved by you is to be loved by an artist; it is to be a muse. It reflects others beautifully, but never, ever yourself. Not really. Not truly."

Lou Carrington

Love as a Threshold "Your love does not ask for much. Your love does not take. Your love is free, and unquestioned, and here for wherever needs it. When you fall in love, it is as gentle as a breath in the night. It is quiet, and it is effortless. It is tender. If your love was a house, it would readily welcome all who come through. If your love was a hearth, it would warm the hands of whoever stopped by, whether for a day, a month, a year, or forever. When you fall for someone, it is without strings, without conditions, without need. You love for the sake of loving, for the sake of caring for those who need it. You love with a giver’s heart and a giver’s hands and are made so much stronger for it. Being loved by you is to always feel at home. Your love may not always be well-received by those unprepared to linger, but it is unforgettable all the same."

Meghan Root

Love as the Dawn "Pastel, saccharine and hopeful, your love rises slow to greet the day. It tiptoes on doe feet and blossoms bit by bit, petal by petal. Love is new to you, isn’t it? A fresh discovery in a world you do not quite understand. Your love loves with bated breaths. Your love swoons and sighs and lingers under awnings. Your love romanticizes. Your love aches as tenderly as a bruise. You’re swollen with desire and idealizations. The perfect kiss, the perfect touch, the perfect partner in life. Your love is wide-eyed and innocent, naive and pristine and oh, so very easily breakable. Being loved by you is to be loved by a child, by a lamb, wooly-eyed and helpless. Oh. I really hope it lasts."

Not going to lie I'm actually sobbing over the results these are all so sweet and so them I can't even 😭 I feel like these could be viewed for platonic love as well as romantic too which makes it even cuter.

I think I'll tag @simmingonthelow @thebramblewood @deathbypufferfish and @windslar but feel free to ignore if you don't want to do it/already have (I saw a lot of people do this but I don't remember exactly who so... Sorry! 😅). If you haven't gotten a tag yet and want to do it though feel free as well!! 😁

[jonny-b-meowborn]

y'know I really wish that people would use animal language for me (paws instead of hands, fur instead of hair, stuff like that), in a weird way it feels similarly to having my gender affirmed, but at the same time I'd never have the balls to ask anyone to do it

[sinnettini]

are you catholic? i wouldn't have said so

anon 😭😭 i'm not trying to make fun of you and i'm taking this as a compliment actually but i don't know how to tell you this... i'm literally italian 😭

but seriously, i've grown up catholic yeah, but i don't believe in god and haven't taken part in anything religious in many years. i would say i'm like culturally catholic tho. and technically still catholic to the eyes of the church bc baptism and all that

[diluc33rpm]

the romance/relationship system in bg3 is genuinely some of the worst designed shit i've ever seen in any game with that feature but at least the memes we get out of it are funny. once saw someone comment something along the lines of 'patch note: waving at gale will no longer cause him to buy a house for the two of you to retire in' and i've never recovered since

[age-of-moonknight]

“Next Stop: Zombieville, Part 1,” Deadpool: Merc With A Mouth (Vol. 1/2009), #8.

Writer: Victor Gischler; Penciler: Bong Gazo; Inker: Jose Pimentel; Colorist: Matt Milla; Letterer: Jeff Eckleberry

[cassiekayscreams]

Lady Noir - Jeckyll’n’Hyde AU

Intro/bio post

Chat Noir’s feelings for Ladybug maybe aren’t as potent as in canon, or at least not as obvious from the outside. It’s hard to tell through his chaos. But the most prevalent feature of his feelings for her is that he has total respect for her and will halt his chaos immediately if she asks.

While you’d think Chat’s chaos would make Ladybug crazy, he actually reigns it in enough that it’s not as much as a problem as it seems to be from the outside. Instead his chaos is actually an emotional reprieve for the very serious and responsible Ladybug. It’s always weird to me when Marinette will describe Chat Noir as her best friend (I mean what about Alya, Nino, and Adrien?), but with Ladybug being a separate person, Chat Noir truly is her best friend and the two really enjoy one another’s company.

The best way to describe their relationship is that Ladybug is the refined, strong queen and Chat Noir is her feral pet.