#simon answers

[thetoastedalmonds]

[Continuing from the point of the Psyche-Lock reveal...]

Are you absolutely sure, Prosecutor Blackquill? You sounded... awfully defensive when that point was brought up.

(I shall initiate The Technique in a reblog - just make sure to point out how stubborn Blackquill is over this)

BEWARE SPOILERS FOR UNPOSTED CHAPTERS OF THE HIDDEN MEDIUM

"None of you will leave me in peace?"

"Fine. Not like you'd get anything out of this anyways..."

[He seems overly confident..even moreso than usual]

[raventhewolf9]

would it be inappropriate for me to suggest a food item a therian could use for dog treats? I foun a pretty good one yesterday and i thought it would be helpful (not sure if a lot of people would like it). I dont want it to seem offensive tho /genq

I think that's a great idea! I know lots of people in the alterhuman community love food substitutions. ^^

[unmotivatedartistry]

heya hi hello could i ask why bell is shoving the syringe into his eyeball?

can't tell me he ain't addicted to that sweet sweet mkultra juice after Adlers been pumping him up for months

[dunwich-letterbox]

calypso and simon, how is it being cowriters?

[simonandthebigwideworld]

HAIIIIII >.<

meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow mewo meow meow mewom meowmemowmeowmmeowmeomwmewomeowmowe8

helloooo friend. do you have a treats perhaps. maybe a bits of bread.. mroww!

[bluegiragi]

pov: you just looked up from flirting with sgt. mactavish for the past half hour in the rec room wyd

[notyoucat]

Drawing more ghoap as animals to get over artblock also a good excuse to draw more hyenas

[heymurada]

CoD Baseball AU: Ghost and Soap relationship speedrun edition, featuring respective hairstyle criticism and exasperated teammates

[yawnderu]

>Silly sex with Simon Riley. 💗

“Fuck, love...” Simon's needy voice hits your ear, calloused hands roaming up and down your body as if his life depends on it, leaving a track of fire that burns from within.

“Don't call me love, mate.” His thrusts falter for a second, letting out a small chuckle before he starts moving again, his meaty cock slipping in and out of your needy cunt. Simon's grip tightens on your body, not leaving a single inch of skin untouched.

“Don't call me mate. Feels like I'm shaggin' one of the lads.” Your little giggles hit like music to his ears, even when they're interrupted by moaning the moment his tip slams against your cervix, letting you feel every single inch of his veiny dick.

“Bet you'd like that, wanker.” Your playful insults do nothing but act as fuel for Simon, the little amused smirk he shoots you as he starts to thrust deeper into you, the sound of his muscular thighs slapping against your ass ring around the room, only adding to the atmosphere you both set minutes ago.

“'S much better than wanking.” His face only seeks deeper shelter into the crook of your neck the moment you try to push him away and call him gross while giggling, allowing his burly arms to wrap around your waist only to bring your warm body closer to his, open-mouthed kisses planted all over your neck despite the chuckles escaping his lips.

“What kind o' mints do soldiers use?” Simon couldn't let the quiet gasps take over— not when he had you underneath him, looking prettier than ever, eyes glossy from laughing and the most lovely smile he's ever seen.

“What?” You ask after a few seconds, getting lost in the way Simon looks straight out of a porno— a thin layer of sweat covering his pale skin, muscles bulging out of his skin with the strain from thrusting into your sopping pussy, his face slightly scrunched up the moment your walls tighten around him.

“Tac-tics.” You try to hold in your laugh— truly, you do, yet the cheeky grin Simon gives you is enough to make your resolve falter, giggles mixing in with the moaning at the feeling of his thick cock throbbing inside you, your hands coming up to cup his cheeks just to bring him in closer, keeping eye contact even as his eyes crinkle, deep chuckles escaping his lips despite himself.

Simon's lips crash against yours last second, part of him not wanting you to hear just how good you're making him feel, your warm walls wrapping around him like vice, making him thrust deeper and harder into you, shooting ropes of cum right into your cunt way earlier than he would've liked, yet the feeling of your wet tongue sloppily wrapping around his is enough to make him forget about any worries.

[thetoastedalmonds]

Hey Simon,

Can I borrow the magatama and have you repeat that whole ‘you and Simon are strictly professional coworkers’ business.. you know… for science (:

"If it would get you to stop asking, then yes. Bloody hell.."

"We are strictly, professionally coworkers. Said and done. Sahdmadhi does not view me outside of this, and I do not view them beyond this either."

*clink*

[raventhewolf9]

Hi^^ as a thank you for all the support on my art here are a bunch of (mostly) unposted Sydney doodles!!Some other characters too-, a Elijah piece that I'm not posting on my acc! And 1-2 sketches for art coming soon!!(I don't remember T.T)(I thought you’d enjoy this:3)

WOAH thank you thank you thank you so much!!!! These are SUPER cool !!! !!!

[unmotivatedartistry]

ur clef design is very yummy yummymmmmm

clef says thanks

anywayzs..... thank you so much ???? here idk this took me too long and I added more stuff to him or smth. and finally drew his hawaiian shirt insteadof taking a png

als.o. I love your art. kitty clefdraki haunts me and your art style is so.... soft. yum. idunno thanks dude i had a heart attack when i saw this.... /pos

[dunwich-letterbox]

how was simon and xander’s date?

[ask-tom-and-simon]

Simon you should go apologize, maybe he's calmed down

...

...yeah, you're probably right.

[dead-flight]

....i might need more of bratty sergeant reader.....

⌖ bratty!sergeant!reader x simon (part two) / drabble i hope this is what you wanted, anon! part 1 is here

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the lieutenant has constantly been chasing you around. somehow, you managed to get onjured in every operation, and admittedly, simon had taken a liking to you. so no one was allowed to look after your more minor injuries (he left the worst of it to the medics) but him.

he would constantly warn you before a mission not to go hurt tourself, but the one day he comes back with an arm in a sling, you’re mouthing off to him.

“oi! Lt, what’s that you got there? fell off the stairs, old man?”

simon doesn’t even spare you a glance. grunts in reply, actually. just enough so you know he’s botherable for today—at least he’s not outright ignoring you.

"sir! have you considered a chairlift? for the stairs?"

"sir! trip over your own gun, did you?"

"sir! did your cat take a bite out of you?"

now you have his attention. he glares at you, "aye, sergeant, if you don't shut up, i'll bite y'instead."

well, that certainly shut you up. maybe it wasn't so bad of an idea, though...

[cappycodeart]

"The dead one! Yeah I haven't thought about her in a long time!"

A little theory I've had about Winter King's original motives based on his heartless comment about Betty and Ice King's original motives for kidnapping princesses in the first place...... clearly she gave off Bad Ex Vibes…