#i luv sweet potatoes

[bi-writes]

Would you ever do like mob and Simon’s first date night together or something like that ( love your writing )

mail-order bride (18+)

the wine sits idle in the middle of the table. simon leans back against his chair, sighing deeply as he runs a big palm over his lower stomach, all pudgy and full from the meal you had placed on the table.

you had surprised him. candles on the table, his favorite red wine decanted into a crisp glass, beef short ribs falling apart over a plate of mashed potatoes. he had no time to scold you for cooking because you had been finished by the time he stepped through the door.

immaculate, sweet girl. the first bite of the food had him sucking on his teeth, biting back a moan. such a good meal, perfection in a pot, with creamy potatoes that had him licking the prongs of the fork as he watched you from across the table, eyes glazed over with love for feeding him better than he ever had been in his whole life. he had seconds, thirds, pawing at your skirt when you asked if he wanted more, his tongue sliding over the knife that he didn't even need to get any piece of sauce off the plate.

and then dessert. perfect little chocolate cakes in pretty little tins, with a cracked top. and when he broke the surface with his spoon, it was flooded with hot ganache, a gooey molten lava cake that he gave you heart eyes for as he ate it up with dramatic slurps.

fuck, he cannot stop looking at you. maybe you put poison in the food because you've never looked more beautiful than you do right now. you're sitting there, hair off your face, spoon in your mouth as you lick off the warm chocolate from it. that pretty pink tongue sliding over the edge of it, gathering that sweet center and swallowing, the bob of your throat making his breath catch as he follows it all the way to the low neckline of your dress. that sweetheart neckline makes your tits look so perky, so bouncy, and he can tell you aren't wearing a bra because he can see your nipples between the polka dot pattern.

"come 'ere," simon says lowly, dropping the spoon with a defiant clatter onto his plate. you smile, standing from your seat, and you bounce over to where he's sitting. simon sits you down on the table in front of him, shoving his plate far back to give you room. he picks up his glass of wine and chugs it practically, licking the last drop before setting down the glass and flipping you over with practiced ease.

you gasp as your hips hit the wood. you bend, barely having enough time to catch yourself with your hands before you hear his chair scrape against the floor. you can feel his size as he stands up and towers over you, and your toes curl when you hear the buckle of his belt.

"w-what--"

"'m not gonna fuck ya, baby," simon sighs, smoothing his hands up the back of your thighs before flipping your skirt up. he snorts when he sees you're wearing polka dot panties to match your little dress, and you squeak when he grips the flimsy fabric with one big hand and shreds it with ease, tossing it aside. "first time 's gonna be so nice, i promise..." he clicks his tongue, "but fuck, ya gotta let me, luvvie..."

"please," you gasp, sliding back a little, pressing your ass against the front of his jeans. you can feel the open zipper scratch against your cunt, and he sighs shakily. you hear the rustle of fabric, and you sob with relief when you feel the warmth of his cock slap against your ass. "oh, god--simon!"

"i know, luv," he groans, "i know...not ready for it, not yet..." he licks his lips, sliding your dress up further, exposing your lower back and the sweat that's gathered there. he grips himself at the base, swiping over his wet tip before using it to give himself a languid stroke. at the first sound of a squelch, you whine, and he squeezes your hip gently. "agggh--fuck--"

your back bows when he slides his cock between your thighs. he's so big. thick and wide, not as lengthy as you might have expected but god, he's got the girth of your fucking arm. he keeps your back arched as he grips your wrists and tugs, drawing you up until your neck leans back against his chest. he gives you a slow thrust, the tip of his cock catching on your clit as he rolls his hips just right.

"oh--simon--"

"can't wait," he mumbles, sliding a thick palm over your throat, mouthing against your ear. "fuck, i can't wait to 'ave ya...can't wait to devour this fuckin' pussy--"

"simon--" you cry, reaching up and gripping his hand around your throat, and you sob again when you feel the cold band of his wedding ring. mine, mine, mine, mine--

"wot's y'r fuckin' name, baby?" simon asks, rocking his hips. you shake every time he hits your clit, and with his tight grip, all you can do is stand there and take it as he fucks your thighs. his cock is moving so nice between your folds, stimulating every little part of you, and you aren't coherent enough to be ashamed of how wet you are, starting to soak his cock and contribute to the intense wet shlick that sounds from between your legs. "huh? tell me--"

"'m mrs. riley," you babble, sucking his fingers into your mouth as they move up your throat. your eyes flutter shut, your entire body going slack as he lets go of your wrist with his free hand and pulls your hips back against his.

"tha's right," simon grunts, "my pretty girl. my perfect little wife, cookin' so fucking good for me, takin' such good care o' me, fuck--" simon groans, "rock fuckin' hard ever since i walked through tha' fuckin' door, baby."

"mmm--!" you squeal, bracing yourself against the edge of the table as he cups your pussy with one hand and cums between your folds the next. with just a few warm strokes, you're spilling into his palm, jelly in his arms as he collapses into the seat behind him and cradles you in his lap. "mrs...mrs. riley..." you're babbling again, giggling all warm and lucid, and simon chuckles as he cups the back of your head, feeding you his wet fingers and cursing under his breath as he watches you lick the slick off his hand.

you pay special attention to his ring finger, tongue swirling around the gold band. when you let his finger go with a pop, your eyes flutter open, and they meet his.

yeah, he thinks. she's ready.

[thevestigeofvanillaan]

I NEEED another part to the Kyle and Stan reader I NEEEED (if you wanna💕 luv ur writing btw)

hi!! omg ty guys sm, WOW. ive been asked this a couple times and i shall give it to you my lovleys!

Boyfriend!Stan x Girlfriend!Reader x Kyle. Part 2! Part 1!

The next time that Stan mentioned would come sooner than later. It'd been maybe a week? Who knows, could've been a day for all you'd known.

All you could think about lately was what'd happened. Stan.. and Kyle? Kyle too?

"Oh baby!!!" Stan said when he got home to see you in the kitchen making some food. You don't bother to eye him when you feel his arms wrap around you from behind and his head going straight to your exposed neck to place wet kisses on the skin. "Whatcha makin', gorgeous?"

"Potatoes in the crocpot." You smile at the funny feeling of his breath on your neck before turning around. "Should be forty fii–.." You pause when you see Kyle sitting on your couch in the living room behind Stan. He smiles and waves. "Hi, Kyle." You smirk. "Should be forty five more minutes." You smile to Stan.

"Sounds like enough time, Kyle?" Stan says, looking back at Kyle who stands from the couch and nods.

Stan takes your hand and leads you to the bedroom with Kyle following behind. Stan sits on the bed and holds your hands as you stand between his legs. He sighs. "I promised Kyle I'd let him fuck you, baby. Are you okay with that?"

Without hesitation you nod with a giddy smile on your face, turning around and walking into Kyle to hug him. You wrap your arms around his torso and squish your cheek against his stiff chest with a long breath through your nose. You take Kyle's hand as you back yourself up and into Stan's lap.

Stan holds your hips to insure you not to fall and you pull Kyle's neck down to kiss you softly. Soft kisses turn more heated as Kyle unbuttons his shirt. Not bothering to take it completely off, he pulls down your sweats. "Patience, my loves." Stan advises and the two of you back off eachother.

Climbing off Stan's lap, you look at him. You sit beside him and spread your legs towards Kyle. "Take it slow, yeah? Still got over half an hour and I promise, it doesn't take long with her.. she feels so good." Stan smirks at Kyle who nods and walks over to stand in front of you, gently and slowly massaging your legs further up. He reaches your panty covered cunt and rubs you through them.

Inpatient, you pull down your panties yourself and show yourself to Kyle who looks in mesmeration.

"Pretty, ain't it?" Stan remarks and Kyle nods with a "Sure is." before taking his hand to rub your clit.

Moaning into his soft touch you grab his wrist, "Fuck me." You demand and bite your lip.

"You asked, princess." Kyle shrugs and moves his hands to slide down his sweats and boxers in one fluid motion before bringing a hand to your hip, the other guiding his cock to your entrance. "Ready?" He asks to which you nod before Kyle slides in slowly.

Kyle thrusts slowly in and out of you, "You okay?" he asks and you respond with "mhm."

He groans out with nearly every thrust to the loud sounds of skin against skin and your sweet sounds. "Fuck... Stan." You moan out to your lover who's watching innocently with a coy smile on his face.

"Yes, baby?" He asks, bringing a hand to comb through your hair.

Biting your lip and grabbing at anything and everything around you, Stan chuckles. "Not funny, Stanley.. fuck—"

As you both grow closer to your release, Kyle places his hands on your hips and you grab both of his wrists. You stare up at his pretty facial expressions as his thrusts grow more sloppy and fast. "You're so pretty, Ky." You giggle.

"Am I?" He smirks, "Thanks.".

You slightly laugh at his reaction and feel your release coming quick, "Fuck– 'm cumming..!"

Kyle pulled out after your release to cum on the little amount of revealed skin on your tummy, some on your thighs. Your chest rises as you breathe heavily.

Sitting up and scooting back to lay yourself between Stan's legs and rest yourself on his chest, he kisses your head. "Was that good, honey?"

"Mhm." You nod. Kyle throws you a discarded shirt that was on the floor to clean yourself up with. Stan takes it and cleans you off from behind and helps you pull up your panties.

Clad in only panties and one of Stan's band t-shirts, you go back to the kitchen to finish up dinner.

[shy-nightmare]

Had another dream again. @weaselnerd, @lastofautumn, @imaginarytoon1, and everyone else who liked my dream posts, you guys know what means 😉

STORY TIME!

This GIF does not belong to me. It belongs to @mhall070. I give credit 😊

This time, I'm in the Terminal Bar Station with Roger and these two old flames. We're just sitting and chatting, pals being pals and all that good stuff. Eddie turns to me and says, "Kid, you gotta keep postin' your chapters".

💢 SIR, DID YOU NOT HEAR ME?! YOU HAD YOUR TURN ALMOST A WEEK AGO! I SAID WAIT! 💢

And Roger, our lord and savior, defends me. He frowns at Eddie and is just like, "Eddie, come on! She wants to go at her own pace, for herself and her friends! Be patient!"

Yeah, see Eddie?! Roger knows what I'm talkin' about!

Thank you, Roger 😊

Guys, I joke you not. They keep haunting me in my sleep! Somebody save me and call the Ghostbusters 👻! My house is haunted! 😱

Damn, Eddie's being salty with me. Well, guess what, Jack Daniels? That's what you get for disrespecting the twins! 😤

These people keep torturing me into posting more than one of my chapters. Like, OK, do you guys still watch Looney Tunes? I just found another classic yesterday called "Racketeer Rabbit" directed by Friz Freleng starring Edward G. Robinson and Peter Lorre.

😆, they're like Bugs tricking Rocky into giving him the money 🤣

Smartass: How about me, doll?

Me: Oh yeah, one for you!

Greasy: And me, Chiquita!

Me: 😑...fine, one for you

Wheezy: And me, luv.

Me: OK, sure. One for you!

Eddie: And me, Shy.

Me: 😑 You already had your turn. Shoo

Jessica: 💋 How about me, darling?

Me: 😳 M-Ma'am, your turn is next month for Chapter Four, but I guess I can make an exception. Here you go!

Roger: What about me? 🥺

Me: Of course! Here you are. Thank you for your patience, kind sir! 😊

Baby Herman: Hey! What about ME?! 😠

Tom, grabbing Herman by the nape of his neck and kicking him out of the window: Scram!

Thank you, Tom 😊

Psycho: And me, Shy!

Me: One for you, too!

Stupid, shyly tapping me on the shoulder: Duh, what about me? 🥺

Me: Stu, my sweet precious potato 🥔 teddy bear 🧸, I will give you all the chapters you want, you adorable innocent baby 👶*pours all my chapters on him like a waterfall*

Doom: ...How about-

Me: GET THE FUCK OUT!!!

[firstprinced]

9 fandom peeps to get to know better 🤎

➤ tagged by @hotcinnamonsunset and @fairflowered thank you luvs

➤ three ships i like: firstprince!!!! and then maybe buddie and kanthony. i'm on my book era rn so my main screams are over book ships (and, always, firstprince)

➤ first ship ever: damon/elena ig? dean/castiel? blair/chuck? one of those

➤ last song you heard: sexy to someone by clairo (listening rn)

➤ favorite childhood book: i'm gonna be so real i can't remember much of my childhood and when i say much i mean almost nothing. if i had to guess maybe pippi

➤ currently reading: delilah green doesn't care by ashley herring blake

➤ currently watching: killing eve and doctor odyssey. and 911

➤ currently consuming: i just ate ramen noodles and drank diet pepsi

➤ currently craving: mmm i'm always craving something SWEET. sefir maybe

tags (not 9 but well) (if u've done this ignore, if its not for u ignore and forgive): @caroandcats @henrysforever @remembertheskittles @potato-jem

@kizzyedgelll @guillermosfamiliar @funfactbuck

mwah

[bunbunsheart]

buttbuttfart give it to me straight…do gojo and geto fight for who can fluster indigo more? do they make it a game where they give him affection and sweet words whilst snickering abt how annoyed yet flustered indigo is cause they love how he responds? do they both get told to leave and kiss his cheek goodbye but come back later anyway but with a cake and spoons and feed indigo some cake…? maybe place frosting on his nose? i believe so. but. the people must know from the source.

hello nathaniel thank yew for the question and!! :3 yeah that was exactly their dynamic mostly in high school before geto defected from jujutsu society, they both loved to fluster indigo a lot it was their favorite thing to do together because they loved his reactions, they'd have little competitions about it which would exasperate indigo a lot, the reason being that he didn't really know how to reciprocate their affection (he's a very awkward guy) besides he didn't understand why they were both so fixated on him anyways. I think they'd also have little competitions on who makes him smile or laugh the most cause they are both in luv with his smile, they think it's the cutest 💔. In a perfect world this is still their dynamic in my little happy place where nothing went wrong & geto never left and got therapy </3

this dynamic obs changed after geto left, (divorced polycule </3) i think it's interesting to explore it cause suguru still has romantic feelings for indigo (and gojo) that never went fulfilled cause he never confessed (neither of them did... even if the feelings were reciprocated 💔) so he'd just probably watch indigo and gojo from afar and cause problems on purpose so either of them (or both even) are sent to clean up his mess, he'd probably try to give indigo a speech on how he pities him and how he wishes he saw things his way, but obviously indigo isn't having it or buying it... sad angsty yaoi etc

but putting the angst to the side, one of my favorite things to think about as well is the differences in the way in which both suguru and satoru show their affection towards indigo, like geto loves to treat indigo almost like a doll he's very delicate (sometimes too much lol) he loves to have him on his lap and wrap his arms around him and nuzzle him softly etc and satoru instead loves to carry him around like a bag of potatoes, like ofc he's still gentle with indigo but he's the type of guy that loves to steal kisses and hug indigo tightly eek theyre so lovey dovey i hate them

anyways da sillies!

[mamoritxi]

Followed because: you followed me first, and you gave off such a warm aura. I felt like we’d get along well and your characters looked like so much fun to write with, which—of course I know now is very much true!

Stayed because: you’re an absolute cinnamon roll. You’ve made me feel so welcome and I’m so lucky to be able to call you a friend now. ;w; I love how you’re always down for whatever, and I think you’re so insanely talented. I am clung to you like superglue now. <3

» ―― [ tell me why you followed my blog and tell me what made you stay. ] ❈

aaaaah, i remember seeing you interacting with one of my mutuals and i was like: *twinkle eyes* at so much quality and i was so scared (in my defense, i always am when following new people) but you turned out to be such a nice and sweet bean and i am always in awe at what you deliver and give me and indulge me in all these silly little plots. autumn, you're wonderful.... but omg, i give off a warm aura? i really am just a sweet potato, i swear... ;w;

aaaaah, please latch onto me like glue, i will forever keep you. smooches. but no no, the insanely talented one is you, i swears. ;w; aaah, autumn, my luv.

[onthewaytosomewhere]

Weekly Tag Wednesday Thursday

alright i was tagged by the wonderful @forever-fixating so i guess we're playing this cuz i luv me a tag game lol

The rules are simple: here's two things, you must choose one from between them! Easy-peasy, lemon squeezy! Let’s go.

Iced or hot coffee- hot usually but sometimes iced in the summer

Iced or hot tea- both - i will not be forced to choose - i can't

Lemonade or sweet tea- lemonade

Fruity or minty gum- Minty

Pasta or potatoes- pasta

Olives or pickles- Pickles

Rice or bread- rice

Cookies or brownies- why choose i'll just make brookies and have both lol

Handwritten or phone reminders- Phone usually but also written at home held up by one of my bizillion magnets on the fridge

Zip-up or pullover hoodie- Pullover more now but it def used to be more zip-up b4 i lost weight

Jeans or sweatpants- how about yoga pants but if i gotta choose btwn those 2 i guess jeans lol

Flip flops/thongs or slides- Flip flops! always and forever

Paperback or ebook- paperbacks - but i'll take an ebook sometimes

Enemies to lovers or FWB to lovers- enemies to lovers

One bed or fake dating- fake dating i think

Hurt/comfort or whump- hurt/comfort - i like my post-ouch cuddles

Mutual pining or amnesia- Mutual pining

Canon compliant or AU- AU usually (but for some silly reason when i started reading RWRB fic i stuck with canon for a while)

Soulmate or Sports AU- soulmate AU

Celebrity AU or Coffeeshop AU- Coffeeshop usually but i def have a few faves of the other variety

One shot or long fic-depends on the day

Milkovich or Gallagher- (oh a shameless ? - i got this lol) Gallagher

Tagging (if ya wanna) @taste-thewaste @typicalopposite @england-would-fall @adreamareads @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @stellarm @sophie1973 @henryfoxisgenderqueerandautistic and anyone else if ya wanna play

[messylustt]

HEY HOLLY BABYYYYYYY

I just read the previous anon ask and ur reply to mine and i gotta say 2 things

FUCK THAT MOTHERFUCKER THAT SAID THAT. like why tf do these bitches that literally hide behind their goddamn screens have such fat fucking egos to the point where they want to spew untrue nonsense on such kind, amazing, sweet, beautiful, and most importantly, INNOCENT people? I'm so sorry Holly you dont deserve that and I hope that motherfucker learns some self-respect cuz u REALLY gotta hate urself in order to say such a stupid thing like wtf...

U BURNT URSELF? HOW DID UR HAND END UP IN BOILING WATER? ARE YOU OKAY? Please take care of yourself!

(Sends virtual Nutella :) )

HAVE A GREAT DAY GIRLIEEEEEEEE

🌺ANON

u actually make my day frrr. like I LOVEEEE seeing u pop up in my inbox 🥺🥺 ur actually such a sweetheart <3333 thank u ml

and YEAH! like how the hell did I burn myself?? being stupid that’s what. I was putting some chopped up potatoes in boiled water and it splashed coz I wasn’t careful and left my hand and wrist with burn splashes. they’re all scabbed up and ew now, but at least healing.

( eating the nutella with a big fat spoon )

LUV U SO MUCH HON

[kneelingshadowsalome]

woah sorry to hear you got plagiarized! it reminds me of something i recently saw

someone published a fanfic in a pretty small fandom, and through the first few chapters i could recognize several details, and even a similar writing style, from another fanfic that was published a few years ago, although the old author from the original fanfic is no longer active in the fandom. the new author even formatted their chapters the same specific way the old author did.

and as i read on i saw whole ideas and chunks of dialogue being copied, and it made me think gosh are you not embarrassed??!! 😣 you blatantly stole like 80% of someone’s concept!

i guess i’m looking for advice or tips on how to approach it. i don’t want to stir up drama, but i also don’t think i should just let it happen. is there a respectful way i could go about it as a reader, without making a harsh accusation?

whew oops that was long. sorry if it seems random that i’m coming to you with this, but i thought you might understand the ick i got!!

Heyy! 🥰 Answer below the cut ->

Firstly: damn that sounds such an awkward thing to come across. I think it's very kind and sweet of you to want and do something about it.

Yk, my "case" was small potatoes compared to this. Doesn't mean I think it's cool 😅 It gives you this feeling of "Wouldn't it be nice to like... come up with your own stuff?" 👉👈

And I know certain things are repeated across the fandom because it's canon or fits the character so well, such as Ghost muttering Fuckin' hell or calling their boo Sweetheart or Luv (the latter being basic terms of endearment and, to my understanding, more commonly used than e.g. Honey or Babe if you're British.) So I certainly don't view things like that as plagiarizing or copying.

But stealing story ideas and plots and chunks of dialogue and even the formatting style...? Like, what is this person thinking exactly 🥺

I would perhaps inform the original writer about this case, but if they're not in the fandom anymore/can't be reached through message, well, that leaves the uncomfortable option of stepping up and telling this person that you noticed so many similarities to author Y's work X that you want to kindly remind that this is plagiarism and that copying someone else's creative work is not ok. (Or something along the lines of that. I don't know how you can put shit like this kindly because it is what it is)

And then there's the fact that people can simply have certain incapacities in understanding what they're doing sometimes. And I don't mean this in a demeaning way, it's just that not everyone is doing unkind things out of spite or lust for fame or whatever. They just might not see how problematic or even illegal it is.

And some people just don't care and mainly hope they won't get caught. In these cases it's only kinda sad that you don't want to use your own imagination to create but have to lean on other people's skill and talent and passion to feed off from. It doesn't even make me angry, you know? Just makes me confused.

If I was this writer getting mugged I would be eternally grateful if someone informed me (like someone did in my case of small potatoes 💖) about it. And if it ever came to my knowledge that someone had called out such blatant stealing of my work, I would probably be moved to tears.

BUT you ultimately do what you deem right and also feel strong enough to do. These things happen and sometimes you just have to accept it. It can be very exhausting to intervene because like we both agreed, this shit is uncomfortable. Just saying this as a kind reminder to take care of yourself first before helping others 🩷

Hope this was of some help!

[bi-writes]

hello 🐝!! hope ur doing well, luv!

was thinking about bff!roommate!simon loving readers food. the reader starts baking and cooking for fun and uses simon as a test subject to rate the food LOL. reader's food slowly becoming one of his comfort things and maybe him risking cooking for/with them

just pureeee fluff!!

had this idea while looking at my burnt brownies LMFAO

wish ya the best ⚡

this is so sweet. this came out much angst-ier than i intended lol.

more bff!roommate!simon (part 7/?)

cw: mature language and content, suggestive language and content, simon is big 👁️👁️, the mask doesn't come off, aNgSt and LoNgInG

it's one of the first dinners that simon spends with you in your new apartment. he has never lived in a home that he didn't hate coming back to.

when he was a child, he feared his father. when he was an adult, he feared the loneliness and the quiet; it left room for the thoughts in his head to manifest and grow claws. but now, he found himself in the back of a car after deployment without dread in his chest.

when he steps into the foyer, the apartment is warm. there is no dust on the forgotten, bare counters. there is no screaming, no crying, no hushed voices and angry eyes. there is a warm yellow glow throughout the apartment; the lights you have put up since he left cast such a comforting shadow across the inviting furniture, the pictures you've hung on the wall are happy, the books you've put away and the candles you've lit are familiar.

and there's a smell. something smells so good. he closes the door behind him and locks it, setting his bag down. he follows the sounds coming from the kitchen. there's the sound of something simmering, cutlery hitting a wooden cutting board.

when he emerges into the kitchen, something in his chest constricts. you've got your bottom lip between your teeth as you concentrate on peeling some potatoes, trying to be careful not to nick the tip of your finger. there's a pot on the stove, a low fire lit as something cooks. there's more candles, a glass of wine there, a neat mess of vegetable scraps and ingredients.

he doesn't know what to call it; the taste of the word in his mouth sounds something like home.

"simon!"

and there's your smile. a bright, shimmering thing that comes over your face, relief in those gorgeous eyes and glossiness in your gaze as you hold back the excited tears you're overwhelmed with. you drop the knife you were using, hurrying around the counter to greet him, and simon grunts as your arms fling around his neck, bringing him down to your level as you hug him tight. there it is again--something tight and mean in his chest, something that feels good but something he can't say out loud.

"y-you're home--" you pull back gently. "you're back."

you smile, and simon catches the tear that escapes before it can run down your cheek.

"w-welcome home," you whisper, and you mean it, and his breath is stuck in his throat because something was waiting for him here, and it is you, and you are perfect.

"'ello, luv," he murmurs. "somethin' smells nice."

"yeah, i--" you sniffle, taking his arm and bringing him into the kitchen. simon is still fully dressed in his gear, sturdy jeans with holsters fastened around his thighs, a thick belt, a tactical vest tight around his broad torso. you pick up a tasting spoon, dipping it into the stew and holding it up to him. "tell me how it tastes. i'm...trying something new."

simon meets your eyes from under the mask before he lifts up the fabric slightly. you don't pay attention to the corrugated skin you see, the discoloration; you just smile and feed him the spoon.

he closes his eyes gently. he has been living on ready-made meals in the field and the food prepared in the mess halls. the food isn't bad--but it isn't made like this. it doesn't come with an angel feeding it, it doesn't come with an apartment filled with peace, it wasn't made with that unspoken thing that is shared between the walls of this place.

it tastes wonderful. it's warm, and it sits so nice in his stomach, and simon wants more immediately.

"still needs some time, got to get the potatoes done," you say, as if reading his mind. "it'll give you some time to wash up."

and when he comes back, you're still there. he blinks; this isn't a dream. you're still in the kitchen, asking him how he's feeling, your hair in front of your eyes as you pick up plates and bowls and more things you must have picked up when he was gone--what the fuck is going on?

who's house am i in?

what kind of fucking dream is this?

when do i wake up--when does this all get taken away from me? because i don't fuckin' deserve this--ghosts don't eat--ghosts don't get to live, and they don't get to share these memories, and they don't get to fall in lo--

"simon," you say softly, putting a small bowl into his gloved hands. his dark eyes fall, focusing on the curve of your lips and the softness of your skin and the way you feel in front of him. "ready to eat?"

yes. yes, yes, yes--

simon has been waiting all his for this feeling. the domesticity of home, the familiarity of not being alone, the serenity in something not unknown. and this would not last--he knows this deep in his bones. dead men do not get to savor these moments; he knows his demon will come to collect the time he's stolen, but for now, he will sit at the table he shares with you, drink in the warmth that you bring. he will listen to the gentleness of your voice, and he will fight tears one day in the field trying to remember exactly how you sound at this exact moment in time.

and he will try again to keep this feeling. he will pick a day that you work, a day when you are gone, and he will try and recreate the homecoming you gave him. he will fuck it up--of course he will, because simon was never taught how to love someone else like this. but somehow, he knows you won't care.

you will look at him the way you're looking at him now--simon puts the stars in the sky, the moon into orbit, gravity in motion, he brings the heat of the sun and the snow in the winter, and maybe he doesn't do this with the world you live in, but he does it with whatever lives inside of you, and it's enough for you to know that this is all that matters.

his hand along your thigh, his eyes on yours, the thing that is stuck between his teeth that he won't say but that you can feel in the air.

the thing between you that follows you, even when you go to bed that night in separate rooms. the thing that keeps you up at night knowing he is just across the hall, that he's right there, he's right fucking there--

he's right there.

so why can't i just have him?

[rawrmeansilyindinosawr]

I WANT ELLI0T PG 2 PURSU3 MOI BOTTOM HALF CUZ MOI DAD DIED

SUUUPPPPPppPPpppPPPP H0MEZZ n THEYZ N ITZ N HE HIMZ.. dissh week has been SPRING BREAK n it GOTzz meh missin vanessa hudgenzz N moi 12 YR OLD SPIRAL / ADDICTION when Her sMHExyy nudes got l33ked . but als0 that era cuz obvvv. i DO NOT mean 2 sound lik a pervert butt my best fwend defzz has been dressin ALOT lik minni3 m0use but the sexy version w n0 gloves n no bra no panties n Holes EXposed. ... . . .

i luv having SHARED SOCIAL ANXIETY b4 a bday partyyyY so we all sit on thA Stoop A Block away from the actual club venuee the bdAY partyzz at n do K n contemplate the nxt step /nxtt club hOp n blah blah blah wee wanna avoid takin a car w some randozz at tha other 1 cuz meh. SHARED SOCIAL ANXIETY... WE R ALL CONNECTED IN THE URETHA OF A UNIVERSAL VAGINA MONOLOGUE ... speaking of Daatttt i LUV POETRY READINGZZ at my grASSy KNOLL w sexy weed tht i KANT smoke cuz thts GONNA GIBB MEH AN ANXIETY ATTACK but dere is DEFZZ sum sexy moss from KATE MOSS QUEEN.. n being fahsionablyy l8 to it cuz u were lowkeY maybE highkey having sex for the 5th time in a row in just a day . I LOVE RICE WITH PIGEON PEAZ. N SPAM. ;D

iyam running out of KEWPIE MAYONAOUSE n i am ALSO running out of moi h0use in the name of FAMILY N FRIENDSHIP N COMMUNITYYyyy JUST 2 Make Sure I show support down tha bl0ck to moi fwenddd speakin at purgatory n when i runningg up tha stairs they hear moi runningg up tha stairss in moi platformzz n tell every1 on stage they hear meh by my loud big shoes cuz moi shoes r as big as the size of moi COCK 8=D . n i unintentionally meet someone moi partner asked out on a date twice n got NO both of those timez.. ;]

my TOes n neck n back crack every hour N I dink it meanzz im lik anemic and also hot n sexy cuzz i DOLLZKILLL COMMENTED ON MOI IG PIC OF MEH GOIN VROOM VROOM IN A SHMEXY RED N BLACK [MOI COLORZZ] UBER OMWW 2 A LEASING OFFICE MGMTT COMPANY IN BK WHEERE A HATIAN WOMAN SLUT SHAMED MEH 4 WEARIN LEGGINGS AS A SHIRT N MY NIPPLE PIERCING NIPPLES WERE EXPOSEDDD. but DOLLZKILL WERE LYKEE ASKIN FOR MEH TO PICK THEM UP . LIKE OMFGGGGG.. . .. ask meh 2 ModEL for u IN CALI OR SOMETHING SO I KAN FINALLY B FAMOUS N LIVE OUT MOI 10TH HOUSE FAME N POWER N INFLUENCEEEEEEEE.

i luv GOIN ALL DA WAY TO STATEN ISLAND 2 C INDONESIAN BAND PLAY DRUMZ WITH SWISS CHEEZE SYMBALSS. ;] dating a pisces is cray cuz they cRY rite when they wake up n rite after sexx n rite when u mak them coffee in da morningzz cuz they r BBYZZZZZZZ ;D

gODDDD I RLY WANNA TRAVEL ALREADYY N MAKE UP MOI MIND AB MOI CAREERR CUZZ honestly GETTIN BANNED OFF LEX TWO DAYZZ AGO WUZ KINDA THA PEAK OF MOI EXISTENCE . I Hav nVr gotten bANNED b4 but i mean tha last 2-3 reports i had on mOI account were COMPLetely normal in moi opinion i dink it defzz just wuz lik a miscommunication ab mEH wanting to throw handzz n fight this stupid bitch from henrietta hudson , explaining dat i YAM da plug with a sweet potato yam emoji , n als0 wanting 2 start a support group kalled TboyHorsedicktrauma support group 101 . iDK why ppl think im such a threat. i just look mean but im uwu BABY AF...

i luvv plannin 2 fuck at a public playground n then moi planzz fallin thru cus there 2 many KIDDOZZ out so i buy 8 dollarr cup of coffee then uber 2 moi best fwendzz rooftop to just hav seggs there in a slutty sailor outfit . ;] i THINK moi heart is also growing more n more for kuromi as i accumulate more n more thingzz of her now esp cuz i hav a baby wipe make up wipe case of HEr, more socks , a sweater hand made of her face via eyelits n safety pinzz n spikes n studzz n i actually realized i DO likee working in an office w 3 earth signs n a dog n 1 of those earth signs is also a life coach who also speaks ab body positivity [ always makes comments ab my 'petite frame and long legs'] but fat shames herself n shelly duvall n also spendzz alot of time investigating if ariana grande is actually anoreixicc. MUYYY INTERESANTEEEE N TRIGGERING LOL ;D

ITS ALMOST MERCURYRETROGRADE N I HOPE MY EX'S CUM BACK 2 MEH . WELL NOT AL LLL. just one that blocked meh in january thtt wusnt rly moi ex just a situationship that actually damaged my mental health a lot N HAD meh Convinecdd I HAD a p3RSONAality disorder but nO im just chariasmatic n LIke to feed into my partners keyboard typing fast kink.

I WISH I CULD FALL INTO A PUDDLE N NVR HAV TO GET UPP CUZ IM SO TIRED N SLEEPYY N BORED CUZ IM COMIN OFF OF A MDMA MOLLYYYYYYYY I SHULDNT HAV TAKEN I SHULD HAV KEPT CUZ IM SELLIN DEM N U DONT GET HI OFF UR OWN SUPPLY DATZ WHUT IT SAYS IN CRACK AMENDMENTZZ 101 ;[ i h8 being financially abused n then crying ab it while eating chiggen skewerzz n pad thai at klom klorm. i luv being a brat n also singing rly rly rly rly rly rly rly loud in my bedroom floor while making the bushwick version of goodnite moon w patchwork quilt fleece tht keeps faling aaprt actually cuz i didnt hav anymore glue sticks for the hot glu gun then it just rly all fell apart n it looked ugly n defz wuz not tha type of gift i wanted 2 giv out n also hav it b seen as something i believ kan be representative at all of moi as an artist or somethang. ;[

i stg if moi crushess dont get back 2 meh in a more timely mannner n actually wanna go on datez then ima hit up the trak teeam that came over the other week 2 Tylerz n ask them to take off their shirts for meh while they sweat in their david bowie clown make up n then talk ab giving each other orgiezz n accusing meh of being a lesbian which is not an accusation at AALLLLZZZZ.

im NOT CUNT AS MUCH AS I WANT 2 B CUZ IM INSECURE N SAD N KIND OF LIK THE EQUIVALENT TO A JELO GELATIN . BUT i luv u all n i need hugs cuz this mdma made meh throw up after seeing a musician at SOBS play the flute . im sad af but at least i took slutty pix in applebeezz N made a bonfire after asking strangerzz 4 they fire starter with puppydogeyezz n a pudding cup.!!:3

luv u

rennyxcx [ like charli but renny bc im obsessed n my hyperfixation on unlock it by charlixcx has been an autistic obsession the last 4 months also with soundcloud . DUH ]

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[blueberry-pie-moved]

most of what i eat is roast vegetables and i think thats very sexy of me

[saatorubby]

Hi, I luv yr writings. Just wondering if you could write for Vil, Rook and Silver when their s/o is taking care of them when they are turn into a child? Thanks😉

These two requests are similar so I thought that I'll just do them together. @unicornwithachainsaw83

Request: vil, rook and silver have turned into children, now their s/o has to take care of them.

A/n:

first part with leona, azul and kalim here

second part with idia, malleus and riddle here

fourth part with floyd, lilia and jamil here

Warnings: rook typical stalking, gn!reader

Vil schoenheit

You were going to see your boyfriend at pomefiore when epel and rook arrived, looking panicked.

They explained that vil had gotten into an alchemy incident after trying to make some new skin care for himself.

Vil is not very different as a kid except he's even more beautiful now and is very willing to use that as an advantage.

You would have no problem dealing with him, but I can't say the same for the others.

In your company vil will be a complete gentleman, would not mess up anything. But everybody else? They will have the worst time with him.

He is demanding, strict and extremely bratty. He just refuses to play with people he doesn't like and demands for you to come back too when your doing something or, are busy. The only person he gets along with is rook.

So you how he's very blunt and criticises everybody? Yeah but it's ten times worst.

He will be going around like 'I don't like your shirt' and 'a giraffe has better make up skills than you'.

Also kinda feral?? I can see him kicking leona in the shins after leona made fun of him (crouching down in front of him and all).

Very good at stranger danger thing. If anyone he doesn't recognise tries to talk to him, he will immediately punch them and would run away.

Loves to play tea party, especially with you.

"Well, I was still as beautiful as I am now wasn't I, my sweet potato?

Rook hunt

Rook is the complete opposite of vil, he is very shy as a child.

He doesn't say much but when he does it's usually to compliment something or someone.

Rook loves archery, so he'll usually ask you to take him outside so he can play around.

Even though he's shy, he loves to go out, like in nature. Also would love if you take him to the forests outside of school for a walk or a picnic.

Rook still loves to hunt, so instead of beast men, he chases around actual animals like rabbits or butterflies when you two go out in the forest, he also loves to take the pictures of them.

Also gets along with grim. I don't think grim likes him much but rook loves grim that's how he gets roped into babysitting duty alongside you.

Rook is a very clean child. When he plays with toys (his bow and arrow) he diligently cleans up his space and puts them back in their places.

Rook also eats his veggies, he loves carrots but for some reason, he hates green bell peppers and green bell peppers only.

He loves it when you two watch movies together.

He'll snuggle up to you with blankets to his chin. As he watches the movie with fascination.

"Ah, mon amour, thank you for looking after me."

Silver

He's just a sleepy boi. He just likes to sleep.

He was probably sleeping when he turned into a child. He woke up as a toddler.

So silver is a verrryy good boy. He doesn't bother anyone, eats his food and sleeps. That's basically the only things he does.

He loves his new pillow though, which is you.

Lilia was over the moon when you turned up to diasomnia with child silver. He started lamenting about how he missed his little boy and somehow y'all ended up going through lilia's old album of his children.

Lilia tries to feed him but you somehow come up with a lame-ass excuse and bolt out of the diasomnia to your own dorm

Malleus is glad to be free of his retainers for once. Since silver is a baby, lilia is trying to feed his child and sebek is busy pulling lilia back and failing miserably.

Grim gets along with sliver very well, they both just curl up together and nap on your lap all day long.

Sliver does like napping in the garden though, where all of his animal friends can snuggle up to him.

He also lives playing knight with you, where he is the knight, grim the big bad monster and you are prince(ss) stuck in the castle. You had to coax grim with tuna to let silver win

"...so I turned into a child? Bet old ma- lilia-sama had a blast with that."

[8um8le]

*puts a flower crown made of daisies on your head* your such a sweet soul! So that's why I think you deserve flowers that are just as sweet as you! I hope your in good health! Make sure to take care of yourself and to eat enough ^w^ I hope you know how extraordinary of a person you are! Your so sweet and your words remind me of sugar! Sugar can always make someone's day better and that's what you are to me! Your sweetness is enough to bring peace to every nation and individual! *hugs bee* 💜🌸💐

Awhhhh, ur making me feel all warm and fuzzy~ your’e like my comfort character <3

I promise to take care of myself for u, also take care of urself cuz I’m just virtual potato who can’t give you a hug through the screen~

I luv uuuuu, *hands a forest-sized bouquet* 💐x10

[spooki-ghoztzz]

Can I request some sort of thing with blueycapsules will/dave with a male reader?? Maybe something where they find out their s/o is multi-talented or something, so they can play an instrument, draw, sing etc (it can be any skills, idm!!) I'm just desperate for content of this man he's got me laying flat on my stomach crying because of how I feel about him

( trust me he’s got me the same way- also the skill i’ll be using is just drawing and singing! )

How Will found out about the drawing part is you drew a picture of him! He had been working down in the basement till you shoved a piece of paper under the door. He didn’t notice it till he went upstairs to get a drink but once he picked it it up all he could do is smile and go to you just to yap about how much he loves it. (he keeps it pinned on the wall with the other drawings you probably made)

He’d actually enjoy watching you draw but even though he’s an asshole,he understands some people would rather not be watched when they draw.

The singing part probably came along whenever he’d just came home from work,hearing you from the kitchen. He tilted his head as he slowly stepped his way over to the kitchen.”Luv..i didn’t know yew could sing.”He said with a tired smile,making you flinch from him voice.”Will!- i didn’t know you’d be home early!” “Yeppp,finished up everything. Could you keep singing,please?”

Sorry but Will probably ask you to sing him a song so he could sleep- he’s worried you may think it’s childish but your voice always soothes him and calms him down. 

He also loves getting random little drawings from you,like silly little doodles of cats and sometimes even of him. He keeps them in a drawer and just looks at them whenever he’s bored/a bit stressed.

Dave probably found out about the singing part was a bit random,it was when he had decided to go visit your house after a small phone call you two had. You gave him a house key after a bit into the relationship so he decided to just use that. He tilted his head whenever he stepped inside to hear you singing a song that he couldn’t really think of at the moment. “Heyy pardnerrrrr!” He said with a smile as he peeked his head in. “DAVE- jesus christ could you knock?!” “Thought you knew i was comin’ over for dinner! sorry ‘bout that..” “It’s fine..jeez- i’m making some mashed potatoes and cinnamon rolls if you want any!” “..weird food combination but sure!”

Dave actually likes to sit down and listen to you sing,it’s a sweet little moment he enjoys and plus your voice is pretty to him!

The drawing part is fun to him since he enjoys that you give him random doodles,he specifically likes when you give him blob cat doodles- he’d giggle at them for hours if he could.

He also kinda draws you doodles,he’s actually good at it (will showing *cough cough*) and enjoys randomly slipping you notes at work only to turn out..it’s a silly mangle doodle with it saying ‘yer doing great today,lad!’ like oml-

He enjoys your talents! He feels like they make you who you are and such.