#can you tell im sad

[rascal-xo]

At Peace - Simon Riley x Female Reader One Shot

Chapter Summary: Simon finds peace being with his family. Something he never thought he’d ever get to have.

Warnings: None, pure tooth rotting fluff

Tags: @pukbadger @fiveshelmet @myguiltypleasures21 @madamemelaninn @emmaadlerrichtofen1 @swissy23 @thatchickwiththecamera @glitteryeggalmondherring @glitterypirateduck @glitteryeggalmondherring @allaboutirem0 @kittyoonsstuff @guiltgoreglory

A/N: Can you tell that I have insane baby fever right now 😭

Requested by Anonymous

You lay in bed, nestled close to Simon, the man you love more than anything in the world. The room is bathed in the soft glow of the moonlight streaming in through the curtains. Your tiny 5-month-old baby rests peacefully on Simon’s bare chest, their tiny form rising and falling with each gentle breath. It’s a sight that fills his heart with warmth and contentment.

Simon, your beloved Simon, looks down at your sleeping child with a mixture of wonder and serenity on his ethereal face. He never thought he’d have a chance at a moment like this, a chance at a family. His once-tormented existence has been transformed into a life filled with love, all thanks to you.

As you shift in your sleep, unconsciously snuggling even closer to Simon, he reaches out a hand to gently stroke your hair. The touch is tender, filled with the kind of affection that only a man who’s been given a second chance at happiness can offer.

He believed, with unwavering conviction, that he didn’t deserve the two of you. It was a haunting belief that gnawed at him, no matter how many nights he spent cradling your baby or whispering sweet nothings to you.

He often thought about his past, the mistakes he’d made, and the choices that led him to become a wandering spirit before he found his way to you.

Those memories haunted him, reminding him of his own flaws and the harm he might have caused in his previous life. These ghosts of his past continued to whisper in his ear, convincing him that he was undeserving of the love and happiness he now possessed.

Simon’s eyes, though filled with adoration whenever he looked at you and your child, were also tinged with guilt and insecurity. He saw the purity in your love, the innocence of your child’s smile, and he couldn’t help but feel like an imposter, like someone who didn’t belong in this perfect picture.

In this quiet, intimate moment, as your baby’s soft breaths and your faint, soothing presence surround him, he realize that he has everything he’ll ever need, as long as he has the two of you.

[discodiscodemon]

need a harry du bois to hug and cry my feelings out

[elles-writes]

sometimes i think about mike putting his head on wills chest when he hug him at the end of season one and then i think about him doing that post-season five so that he knows hes alive.

[neuroticbog]

living next to the woods has a few downsides, but one of the major upsides it has is that when i have the urge to run away and start a new life in the woods in a peaceful cabin surrounded only by nature that ends up being the refuge for a main character who ends up dragging me along on their adventure, singing musical numbers and dodging death along the way, i can pretend by dragging my guitar to the mossy bridge in the middle of nowhere, far enough from the rest of civilization, and sit down

[concenecxere]

i know im going to spend most of my life alone and i think it ought to be that way but i just wish loneliness would leave me alone aswell

[garciapimienta]

yes, here's another article about joaquin

[brother-emperors]

something. about. the horror of being sent on an impossible (death) quest and obligations and hospitality politics. the trauma of not having a home, and then the trauma of being in a house that becomes actively hostile to you, one that would swallow you whole and spit out your bones if you step out of line. all of this is conditional, your existence continues to be something men want gone.

it's about going back as far as I can with the perseus narrative because there's always a version of a myth that exists behind the one that survives. the missing pieces are clearly defined, but the oldest recorded version of it isn't there! and there's probably something older before that!! but it's doomed to forever be an unfilled space, clearly defined by an outline of something that was there and continues to be there in it's absence.

and love. it's also about love. even when you had nothing, you had love.

on the opposite side of the spectrum, this is Not About Ovid Or Roman-Renaissance Reception, Depictions And Discourses On The Perseus Narrative.

edit: to add to the above, while it's not about Ovid, because I'm specifically trying to peel things back to the oldest version of this story, Ovid is fine. alterations on the Perseus myth that give more attention Medusa predate Ovid by several centuries. this comic is also not about those, either! there are many versions of this story from the ancient world. there is not one singular True or Better version, they're all saying something.

Perseus, Daniel Ogden

Anthology of Classical Myth: Primary Sources in Translation, edited & translated by Stephen M Trzaskoma, R. Scott Smith, Stephen Brunet

[hensel-x]

And oh What a way to die Standing eye to eye Pretending we're alive As we grow colder And oh The devil that I know Is better than the devil that I don't

[waitineedaname]

divorce as angst: boring, depressing, overdone, I've had enough of that in my own life thanks

divorce but the characters are still friendly: good! healthy! more of this please!

divorce as comedy: unparalleled, hysterical, I want characters to divorce each other repeatedly for no reason

[kasewichser]

pov you're one of them queers

[kana7o]

[I used to know my place was the spot next to you]

[rascal-xo]

Bittersweet - Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley x Female Reader

Summary: You take in the last moments with Ghost before you are both deployed.

Warnings: FLUFF, angst, tooth rotting sadness and fluff and love i’m sorry 😭

Tags: @pukbadger @fiveshelmet @myguiltypleasures21 @madamemelaninn @emmaadlerrichtofen1 @swissy23 @thatchickwiththecamera @glitterypirateduck @glitteryeggalmondherring @allaboutirem0 @kittyoonsstuff @guiltgoreglory

The warm water surrounds you, cocooning you in a soothing embrace as you lean back against his solid presence. Ghost, Simon Riley, sits behind you, his muscular arms encircling your waist, drawing you close. The scent of lavender bubbles wafts through the steamy air, and the gentle hum of the bathroom's dimmed lights adds to the atmosphere of tranquility.

Your fingers trace idle patterns on Ghost's forearms submerged in the bathwater, the contact grounding you both in this fleeting moment of respite. You can feel his steady breath against your neck, a quiet reassurance that everything will be alright.

The bittersweet truth lingers in the air like an unspoken promise. Tomorrow morning, duty calls, and the two of you will be deployed once again, but this time, there's uncertainty in the air, a lingering fear that you might not be reunited for a long while.

Ghost's lips brush against your temple, a tender kiss filled with the weight of words left unspoken. You don't need to voice your fears; he understands them as intimately as if they were his own. His grip on you tightens, as if he could hold onto this moment forever, keep you close, and shield you from the dangers that await on the horizon.

The water laps gently around you, a soothing lullaby that accompanies the ache in your chest. "I can hear you thinking." He speaks softly against the back of your neck. You feel his bare face on your skin, imagining what his features would be like in front of your own eyes.

It's been an unspoken rule between you two from the beginning. Ghost's mask is a part of his identity, his protection, and you've always respected his wishes to keep it on. You feel peace in knowing he trusts you enough to be without it even if you can't see it.

Despite the warmth of the water and the comforting presence of Ghost behind you, an unsettling feeling gnaws at your gut. It's like a persistent itch you can't scratch or a whisper of foreboding that refuses to be ignored. You try to shake it off, attributing it to the natural anxiety that comes with every deployment. But this time, it's different.

You take a deep breath, trying to dispel the unease, but it lingers, in the back of your mind. "It feels different this time." You finally say.

"What does, love?"

"Leaving." He falls silent for a moment, his fingers pausing the pattern he traced on your collarbone.

"We'll be back, Y/N. We always come back."

"I know," you whisper, leaning back into his embrace.

Ghost's thoughts drift as he holds you in the warm embrace of the bathtub, his fingers absentmindedly tracing patterns on your skin. The water laps gently around you, but his mind is far away, lost in a whirlwind of memories and emotions.

He never expected any of this. When he first met you, you were just another member of the team, another soldier in the fight against chaos and terror. He had been trained to keep his emotions in check, to stay detached, to be the unflinching sentinel in the shadows. Yet, here he is, completely and utterly attached to you in ways he never imagined.

He didn't think he would be capable of feeling so much for one person. But he would never find the right words to say it out loud. The unspoken ones did the job for the both of you.

You put your hand around one of his, brining it up to your lips. "Come back to me, Simon." You spoke softly against the soft skin of his palm.

As you put your hand around one of his, bringing it up to your lips, Ghost feels a lump form in his throat. Your lips against the soft skin of his palm send shivers down his spine, and he can't help but close his eyes, savoring the moment.

"Come back to me, Simon," you speak softly against his hand,

It was a promise he intended to keep...

[legobenkenobi]

another day another reminder that “we make our own decisions. our own choices. and, we have to live with them, too” means that Cody is carrying the burden of guilt that he doesn’t deserve because he doesn’t know it was never his choice. he doesn’t know why he shot Obi-Wan down and he doesn’t know Obi-Wan or Rex or any of his other brothers that survived aren’t dead and buried and he thinks it’s his own fault. and if he doesn’t get an ending he may never learn it wasn’t his choice. he’ll continue to carry that with him because he is a good person and literally nothing has been able to stop that. he won’t stop being good now.

[mrpsychokiller]

i think the "it's rotten work. not to me, not if it's you" quote feels different when you're disabled or neurodivergent or ill in some way. in some translations we get the context that Orestes is specifically worried that it's disgusting or unpleasant to touch someone who's sick.

Philip Vellacott (1972)

David Kovacs (2002)

Orestes, even when talking to someone so close to him, cant help but feel like a weight to those who love him. he sees himself as disgusting, revolting to look at or to touch. a burden to be taken care of.

and while in many translations Pylades replies with "Not for me", in some he also just reaffirms he will do it.

William Arrowsmith (1958)

Kenneth McLeish (1997)

Pylades doesn't care whether the task is hard, unpleasant. I'll do it. he cares for Orestes and he will take care of him regardless of how difficult it might be. what Pylades is saying with Not for me, not if it's you, is that even if Orestes feels like a burden himself, Pylades doesn't see taking care of him as a burden, and even if it is, he will do it anyway. because he loves him no matter what.

not to me if its you because i want to take care of you. because its you. because i care about you. because i want to do it for you.

[coolsvilleprincess]

HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!! <3

Wanted to draw a bunch of different pairings so here we go!! I wanted to draw them on how I imagine their dates with each other would go.

Fred and Shaggy started out on a walk but halfway through Fred saw a place they caught a bad guy once and started reminiscing on their good times spent together and who is Shaggy to complain, they definitely went to get food after it though.

Daphne and Fred went to a screening at the Coolsville local cinema where they were showing one of the first ever 3D movies. When the movie is over Fred spends the rest of their date talking about how impressive the improvements to 3D films have been since they were first invented. Daphne doesn't mind that much since she still gets to cuddle and they also probably went to get food after it where Daphne assigns their friends roles in the movie they just watched.

Shaggy and Daphne went to a football game where Shaggy gets to eat very many football game foods such as Hotdogs and whatever else they eat at football games. Daphne isn't even rooting for a team cause at first she wasn't sure about going but it hits halftime and she's caught up in the atmosphere and uses the celebration of any of the teams scoring as an excuse to kiss Shaggy.

Velma and Daphne are working on very important mystery solving and journalism career things on their laptops so they don't have time to go on a date date HOWEVER that will not stop them from flirting through messages as they work. Daphne sends Velma things like videos and songs that remind her of her and Velma can't flirt back so she just sends hearts like a disaster lesbian, good for her tbh.

[anonymouscheeses]

She likes when her girlfriend turns into a furry a bit too much...