#Abe Simon

[oceantornadoo]

gn reader, tw: body and food talk, ghost isn’t super nice to himself but you’re nice enough for the both of you

“where’s the rest of your food?” you nodded to ghost’s plate, laden with one chicken breast and a couple of vegetables from the mess hall. he stopped short in the hallway, trying to control his blush even though he was wearing his usual balaclava. you looked at him curiously. he got lost in the warmth of your eyes that showed genuine concern about his food, scrutinizing his plate.

“‘m on a cut.” he grumbled, gravelly voice at odds with his thoughts. you looked down and fuck, he had gotten it all wrong. he had been too gruff, like a fumbling kid talking to his crush on the playground. you tilted your head back quickly, now armed with a cheeky grin, and he almost let out a breath of relief at the sight. stupid simon, he’d almost messed it up, but you always gave him unending grace. “why? i like you big.” you started walking, nudging his shoulder in a silent goodbye. he was rooted in place, his legs like concrete as he replayed your words. you liked him big.

“thought you were on a cut, l.t.?” soap asked the next day, in line with ghost who was currently loading up on carbs and protein. “little birdie told me they liked me big.” he meant to say it in a whisper, but somehow you heard. at the front of the line, you whipped your head around fast, sending a secret smile just for him. fuck it was worth it, even if he felt too large for the room sometimes. simon would never cut again if he could see that smile. you ducked your head, suddenly shy. you couldn’t believe your l.t. took your words to heart that much. maybe there was something more in all those glances he gave you when he thought you weren’t looking.

[idyllcy]

office hours - professor!simon riley x professor!reader

"Professor Riley, do you—"

You look up from your laptop, head tilted as you poke at Simon. He doesn't react, knocked in your lap with his legs kicked up over the other arm of the couch, and you sigh.

You offer a sorry smile to the student. "Sorry, sweetheart. He seems knocked out. Did you have a question about class?"

"He offered office hours for almost everything... So I was wondering if he could... um, give me a little help with which faculty is better than others in our department?"

"Oh, yeah he'd be more of help than me." You sigh, poking at him again. "If he'd wake up. He's quite the boulder."

"Shall I come in some other time?"

"Did he confirm your office hours?"

"He did."

"Then it's his fault. I'm supposed to be out by now, but you know." You nudge at Simon, earning a grunt and a 'five more minutes'.

"Don't call 911." You move your laptop to the side, pinch Simon's nose, and cover his mouth. You wait a handful of seconds before he reaches up at your eyes with his thumbs. You dodge out of the way as panic flashes in his eyes.

"I told you not to—" He looks to the side, catching the student. "Oh, I'm so." He sits up as you swing your legs from the couch to put your slippers on. "So sorry. The nap was supposed to be five minutes."

You wave bye to the student as you skip out, and Simon resumes his position on his chair. "You needed recommendations with classes?"

"..." The student pauses to stare at Simon. "Was that the wife?"

"Don't worry about it." He mumbles. "Yeah, that was my missus. Keep it on the low."

"Safe with me." She grins. "I wanted to gossip about faculty."

"That's so inappropriate—" He sighs, reaching for his glasses and into his drawer. "Just give me a second. Which classes did you want to take?"

He's sure to close your forgotten laptop and leave it on your desk for you. He'd have to check his phone later to see if you're asking if he wants some coffee.

Well, not that people would really know who you are. He hopes.

[angel5ofp0rn]

thinking about the 141 as daddies of babies with afro hair 🙂‍↕️

Gaz would know the basics, naturally, and would take the extra time to make sure his babies always have their hair right. he reminds them how beautiful their hair is and how important it is to take the extra time and care to keep it healthy. if you’re not used to caring for their hair type, he’s very patient in teaching you the basics and hypes you up every time you do their hair on your own.

Price would shyly stumble into a black salon and ask for tips and tutorials on how to care for his children’s hair. he’d make sure he had all the right tools, products, accessories, etc. and make sure he knows how to use them. he does a piss poor job at styling it, and you always end up having to fix it anyway, but at least he tries.

Soap goes all in. he has his babies sat in front of him, and a youtube tutorial in front of them both, and he’s putting in the work. tongue sticking out as he braids and twists and, surprisingly, it turns out better than anyone expected— except him. he was confident from the get go. now it’s your turn, bonnie; boho braids or knotless box braids? i saw a lass earlier with her hair like this—

Ghost is standing by the shampoo bowl, arms crossed, at his children’s biweekly hair appointment telling the hairdresser that money is no object, just make his babies happy. he’s stocking up on bonnets, silk pillow cases, whateverthefuck that is that makes their hair smell so good and makes his li’l girl’s curls look shiny, the way she likes. he has their ipads charged up for their long appointments and is going in and out of the salon to fetch various snacks and drinks for the kids and the hairstylists taking care of them.

[banditenforcer]

Simon Petrikov

[tepara3s]

the autism is taking over.... ouch.... oughgh...

[1960z]

interesting things going on in court today

[just-illegal]

spoilers for the last case of aa3

[lesbianwyllravengard]

The fact that hugging Simon isn't a choice you get to make it's unavoidable if Simon survives the tower. The fact that Markus sees his friend who is alive and no matter what he goes to Simon and pulls him in, he looks for Simon's nod that he's okay and that Markus is forgiven and understood and he has to feel Simon against him to be sure it's real. You can't turn him down you can't choose to walk away because Markus hugging Simon would happen in every timeline. I'm eating drywall

[ajaxbell]

Weibo trending hashtag right now:

#Carrying Gong Jun on one shoulder

it's yielding a lot of amusing posts but none as good as the source:

[soaqrudyz]

forever of the belief that soap knew ghost loved him way before they get together just because of his eyes.

they’re the only part of ghost he can see consistently, and god only knows how many times he’s drawn them, so it stands to reason he can read them with one quick glance. so yeah, he notices how ghost’s eyes go soft when he walks into a room, or how his pupils dilate when he leans in close to tease him, or how his gaze settles on soap’s lips for just a beat too long to be casual when he eats those strawberry hard candies sitting on price’s desk.

he knows, he just has to wait for ghost to figure it out himself.

[naivegh0ul]

LOOOVE how you write about riling up riley by being stoic but me personally, i dont think i could get through a minute being all lackluster because i WILL cry the second he stuffs me up. his size plus my sensitivity, i know he'd be heady with his triumph, being cocky and bullying himself balls deeper. GRAAAAH i need this man biblically,, was wondering how would you put it when he finally sees he's broken you in (again)

Oh my god he is such a bully when it comes to your sensitivity, always mocking you and teasing you about it. He knows you're just trying to rile him up when you act all nonchalant and unaffected when really you're struggling to control yourself.

I say again, he is a bully. Don't even try to play with him longer than five minutes. You're ignoring him for longer than he likes? Well, now you're being flipped onto your front and pushed into the couch cushions, face buried in the pillows as Ghost almost tears your clothes off. He's so mean about it, mocking you and manhandling you as you try your best to ignore him and seem like you're bored.

He's not nice when he's pent up, that much is obvious. He does not care if you cry or try to squirm away. He'll finger you ruthlessly, tutting when you make no noise and crooking his fingers to hit that sensitive bundle of nerves.

Once he gets bored of fingering you (which takes a long, long time), he'll force you to pleasure him, knowing you can never keep your cool doing that. Just the sight of you on your knees before him has him smirking and his cock twitching. You're avoiding eye contact as you pick at your nails and act bored, huffing as if you're annoyed.

Ghost can see right through you, though. Knows it's all an act, that his pretty little thing could never get bored of him.

He'd make you unzip his jeans and unbuckle his belt, saying the most filthy things down to you. "Fuckin' slut. Gaggin' for it. Come on, open your mouth." You try to act bratty, seeming to come to the conclusion that seeming bored and ignoring Ghost is not the way to go, so maybe being bratty and uncooperative is better.

Ghost has been here before, you being bratty and refusing to do what he says. He's broken you in before, he'll do it again. He'd totally slap your face to get your attention, his big, calloused palm connecting with your cheek.

Yeah, he knows you love it when he slaps you. He knows you love it when he takes control and doesn't put up with your bullshit. And you know he's the type of guy who'll shove his cock down your throat. He doesn't care if your teeth drag along his sensitive shaft. He wants his cock in your throat and he wants it now.

He loves seeing you cry on his cock. He knows you're needy and desperate and the act of having his thick cock stretching your mouth, cutting off your airways is enough to make overwhelmed tears spill down your cheeks.

And if that's not bad enough, he'll pinch your nose shut and watch you panic, watch your eyes widen as you grip his thighs and try to pull away, throat contracting around his cockhead as you choke.

He wants you to be nice and pliant for him so he'll let you pull off and take a breath for a second before he's gripping your hair and stuffing his cock into your mouth, holding you there until you go limp and gently suckle on his cock, accepting the fact that fighting him won't do you any good.

[wildfire072]

Simon Mathis. Damn tasty. 😎

[beybaldes]

— beybaldes's masterlist !!

eddie roundtree !!

the woman that loves you (boy you're such a fool)

they long to be (close to you)

don't let it burn (don't let it fade)

all I know of love is how to live without it p2 (i just can't seem to find it)

gold dust woman

yesterday once more

some word today from my boyfriend so far away

goodbye to love

social media au 1 2

warren rojas !!

and wouldn't you love to love her?

back again (just like a long lost friend)

rainy days and mondays

the lovers, the dreamers and me

your love's put me at the top of the world

social media au 1

graham dunne !!

maybe you can’t see how much you mean to me

i’ve acted out my love on stages with 10,000 people watching

social media au 1 2

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roy kent !!

it was simple, it was sweetness, it was good to know

the twitter verse - part 2 - part 3 - part 4

no thing defines a man like love that makes him soft

and somehow I know that you and I would’ve found eachother

jamie tartt !!

the heartbreak prince coming soon!!

̇ ̟ ෆ ‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿ ෆ ̟ ̇ ̟ ෆ ‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿ ෆ ̟ ̇

simon aumar !!

that which you cannot see

that which you cannot here coming soon!!

suck the rot right out of my bloodstream coming soon!!

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detective abe !!

the prying hands of choice

a love never flourished

somewhere, somehow

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sejanus plinth!!

one single threat of gold tied me to you

I swam a lake of fire, I’d have walked across the floor of any sea

of the goodness, love, I still carry for you

open the blinds, let me see your face

when you know, you know

you can hear it in the silence (you can see it with the lights out)

[1960z]

I just realised he’s currently calling her “athena” and not cykes-dono

[emmster]

More COD x Destiny AU stuff

Want to play around with this more.

[marstonsboy]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Red Dead Redemption (Video Games) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships: Abigail Roberts Marston & Jack Marston, Jack Marston & John Marston, Jack Marston & Charles Smith, Sadie Adler & Jack Marston, Mary-Beth Gaskill & Jack Marston, Simon Pearson & Jack Marston Characters: Jack Marston, Abigail Roberts Marston, John Marston, Charles Smith (Red Dead Redemption), Sadie Adler, Simon Pearson, Mary-Beth Gaskill, Arthur Morgan Additional Tags: Canonical Character Death, Canon-Typical Violence, Gun Violence, Blood and Injury, Minor Abigail Roberts Marston/John Marston, Adult Jack Marston, Jack Marston Needs a Hug, he gets hugs :), Family Reunions, Post-Canon, Angst with a Happy Ending, Post-Video Game: Red Dead Redemption (2010), Van der Linde Gang as Family (Red Dead Redemption), Hurt/Comfort, Afterlife, Red Dead Redemption (2010) Spoilers, Red Dead Redemption 2 Spoilers, Time Skips, Grief/Mourning, Mistaken Identity, Arthur Morgan's Journal, and his hat!, both get passed down to jack, i had tb kill abigail im sorry, the red dead revenge cycle and how it kills everyone it touches, Writer Jack Marston, 5+1 Things, High Honor Jack Marston Summary:

Ma squeezes his hand, her face pale and reddened around the eyes, her grip shaky and weak. She shudders with a cough. “You— you’re a rotten man, John Marston, you left us again.” She sounds like she might cry, and her eyes are unfocused. “You promised you wouldn’t leave us again.”

Jack says nothing. Pa has been dead for years now, and judging by Ma’s delirium in her sickness, she’ll be joining him soon.

As he squeezes back, he chooses not to correct her. She’s out of it, confused and suffering, and him confusing her further won’t help matters at all. “I know,” he murmurs instead, quiet, feeling like he’s wearing shoes that are two sizes too big. “I’m sorry.”

(Or: Five times someone mistook Jack Marston for his father, and the one time they didn’t.)