#I just love Simon

[bluejaysgonerogue]

Simon Riley isn't just Work Song coded, he's Talk.

I won't deny I've got in my mind now (Hey, yeah) All the things I would do So I try to talk refined for fear that you find out (Hey, yeah) How I'm imaginin' you

He sees his girl as all the good things in the world, his need to protect her from all his ugly is large. She's so good, so sweet and kind, and he's ugly, bloody cuts and scars, brutish compared to her.

He's also It Will Come Back.

Once she lets him in to her life, it's all over. She teased him enough in the beginning, but now that she's given him permission? She'll never be rid of her dog.

[selsdraws]

"you were a wonderful experience"

"you were... everything"

[hearteyesmcgarrett]

I'm all up in my firefly feels and I'm personally offended I cannot find any gifs of Simon getting beat up in Jaynestown

[time-woods]

betty and her he/him wife simon

[tojisun]

godd something about simon rubbing or holding your thigh every chance he gets makes me lightheaded. how he’s just absentmindedly caressing while he’s deep in thought or distracted by someone else; how he always has got to touch you — grounding himself by feeling your warmth, by seeking it out.

and when simon turns to you with that boyishly charming smile that makes his eyes crinkle, you can’t help but nuzzle even closer. you breathe him in with a soft huff, and simon laughs because, “aren’t you such a sweet’art?”

(like he doesn’t just end up pulling you to his lap, anyway — don’t mind the fact that you’re both around friends, simon will hug you.)

[bluegiragi]

do not pet (he bites)

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[wispscribbles]

I love your ghost design. I wanna squeeze him :⁠^⁠)

If no hug then why hug-shaped???

[heavenbarnes]

thinking about your older bf!simon that’s had a long day.

“the lil’prick gets lippy with price of all people”

he wasn’t impressed, new recruit fresh out of training and lacking manners.

simon hates bad manners.

“he’s young, si- sure he’s still learning”

he huffs a breath through his nose as he lifts your ass, slamming you back down in his lap and making your eyes roll a little bit.

“don’t recall it taking that long f’me”

you can’t help but giggle as you look down at him, hands on his broad chest as you roll yourself in his lap.

he looked beautiful like this, totally pissed off but pliable under you.

“you’re different, baby- never met anyone with manners like yours”

simple sentence changes everything.

you can see see the way his lip quirks up, before you can even think- his hips are hammering up into yours.

“y’think? how about y’show me your manners and cum f’me?”

[mokeonn]

"But if college was free, then people would abuse that and get useless degrees" hell yeah I would! If I could go to college without debt I would make it my job to get a degree in every little thing that interested me. I'd get a doctorate in film studies. I'd have a bachelor's degree for every science I like. I'd try to learn at least 5 languages with varying results. I would learn something "useful" like coding and then follow it up with a ""useless"" degree like art history. I'd be the world record speed run holder for getting every degree possible.

But I can't afford college without going into massive debt, so instead I spent the last 5 years trying to figure out what I am passionate enough about to consider going into debt over, because unfortunately being passionate about everything is extremely expensive to pursue.

[bellasfortuna]

biker!simon who, when he drives his truck to pick you up, buckles your seatbelt for you before giving your thigh a firm squeeze

biker!simon who, when he picks you up on his bike, gives your helmet a solid pat and knocks it against his

biker!simon who, during the ride, reaches back to give one of your thighs, bracketing his on the bike, the same firm squeeze

biker!simon who, when he's buried balls deep inside you, keeps one hand cradling the back of your head, keeping your foreheads pressed together, eyes locked on yours

[stilitrash]

The dynamic I never knew I wanted but definitely needed

[antomatkoen]

cheeky bastard soap at it again 🙄

[nenayaquisieras]

Simon has always been confused on why you gift him toys. Sure, most of the gifts you gave him were some of the things he liked. Bourbon, masks, gloves, make up for him to smudge his eyes with, some daggers and knives. Things that we're useful for him, just him. But later, you gifted him a toy airplane. He makes a comment about it, saying he is not a child anymore and you were better off giving it to Johnny instead.

"No, this is specifically for you, take it."

When he gets to him room, he walks toward his trash can, opening it with the tip of his boot. He gives one more look at the toy, his mood souring before throwing it into the trash. He goes on about his day, training, signing paper work, drills. Doing anything to ignore the pain stinging memories that the toy brought back. Emotions that were buried thousands of feet deep it could reach hell itself. Later, he lies awake in bed, staring at the ceiling, avoiding looking at the cylinder shape that's calling for him in his peripheral.

Fuck.

He pulls the covers off vigorously and stomps over to the trash can. He is standing over it like he's trying to intimidate it, as if it was an enemy he's trying to get rid of in battle. To anyone else, the scene would look comical.

He sighs to himself and reaches down to take out the toy he so cruelly threw away. He sets it on his desk and quickly walks toward his bed, facing away from his desk.

The next day, he wakes up feeling different. He swears he sees his room more vibrant, more lively. That energy follows him through out the day, having his other teammates notice his rather bright mood.

You catch him in the hallway. Pulling him aside to ask him about the paper work you left at his desk this morning. Of course, he notices the way you smile brightly, more so than usual. But he notices that you're not looking at him. More like looking at something next to him.

"What's got you so cheery?"

You turn to look up at him, feeling a bit embarrassed.

"I just..." You take a quick glance at the spot next to him, before bringing your eyes back upon his.

"I just hope you liked your gift." The same bright smile appearing on your face.

He stares at you, examining your words. Your expression.

You think you see his eyes crinkle a bit.

"Yea,"

"I liked it."

[mrjeremyman]

RAT DAD GHOST!!! HE HAS MANY RATS THEY’RE HIS FAMILY!!!

Phillip: absolute trouble maker, will escape and will cause chaos. Has to be separated from the group sometimes because he will start fights.

Gregory: Polite and gentle young lad, loves his berries. Ghost tends to let first time rat handlers hold him first to get a feel as Gregory isn’t fussy.

Ivo: Most skittish but over all nice. Never bites, will go bald soon.

Toms: most energetic and curious rat, is usually the one scrapping with Phillip. Fussy eater, might bite of feeling moody. But on a good day, very happy to get pets and to be held. Might run away if too excited.

I love them. So much.

[ickyyrus]

i like This guy in particular

[the-raindeer-king]

Simon would love a little freak (affectionate) of a partner. Like you collect weird things, like taxidermy or bones? Say less, babes. He's getting you an animal skull for your birthday.

Is your thing clowns? Man is scouring the internet for some obscure clown clock because you saw it on Ebay once and complained about the price.

You likes bugs? Great, he's got a friend named Roach. Y'all be freaks (affectionate) together. But also he's building you a butterfly garden, or buying you a pet spider, or whatever.

It doesn't even have to be weird. You could just really like the ocean, or horses, or whatever. And I just realized what I'm getting at is that Simon would love a neurodivergent partner...

And he would!! He'd listen to you ramble and rant, and he'd be making a mental list of things to look for when he buys you presents. You could be hyperfixated on literally anything, and Simon would find a way to get you a present related to that interest. This man would move heaven and earth, if it meant making you happy.