#demisexual!simon

[aforestescape]

i can’t stick to a script xd. was gonna be the final part to demisexual!simon but it’s more about simon trying to heal. kinda proud of this one ngl :)

content includes mentions of depression and anxiety, mentions of nightmares, panic attacks, mute!simon

part one. part two. part three.

standing in simons living room, waiting on him to open up to you felt like walking along the edge of a canyon. you’d put yourself here. let yourself be easily swayed into loving simon. everytime you looked back it felt inevitable that you’d care so much about him. he deserved it. he deserved to be loved and seen and cherished through softness. it wasn’t hard to tell that’s what kept him so closed off when you had a similar history.

but you’d already started healing by your first meeting. much closer to opening up and feeling safe with a stranger because you knew you had yourself in the end. you were in your own corner if nobody else was and while that hurt you so much as a child now it was a badge of honor. something to show that you grew through hell and the fires that were meant to suffocate only made you immune to the flames.

the same couldn’t be said for him. not yet. he was still wounded by his past, guarded and closed off. keeping ghost at the forefront so he wouldn’t have to show the wounds that still needed to be licked clean. he still spent almost every night staring at his ceiling in the dark, waiting and scared to fall asleep because he knew the nightmares would be reaching for him. he still flinched away from searching hands and love.

he craved it, he knew a part of him did. that little boy who had to be brave and strong. who stood as a crumbling pillar before his father every time he sought to hurt those he cared about. that little boy who deserved softness and affection. who needed to hear that while it’s okay to be strong, he doesn’t need to be all the time. that he could lay down his ailments and let someone else heal him for a little while.

the boy who even when wishing those things knew he had nobody on his side. there was no one to protect him, he had to be the protector.

he was beginning to understand that. after years in therapy, something shifted. something made him a little less afraid of getting better. it’d be poetic and cheesy to say it was you. that his desire to love you the way you deserved is what made him feel like he was capable of healing in the first place. but it was mostly what he saw in the reflection of your eyes.

it was the fact that you were still soft and caring after experiencing just as much brutality as him as a child. that you weren’t afraid to show it but also knew when others didn’t deserve that care. it was him having living proof that someone who still had those nightmares, who still threw up in fear on the hardest days managed to smile because you’d started to like living.

he didn’t have to love it. didn’t need to love himself or the world around him. but he could like things about himself. like his growing affinity for art and diy. not something he’d ever expected to pick up but johnny had showed him his (horrid) crust pants from when he was a teenager and custom patches he still hasn’t sewed to his jacket. he could do that, he’d spent plenty of hours sewing the hardened skull face onto his mask.

painting bones along his gloves to express himself, even in a way that was far more morbid than the world would like. he’d sit at the kitchen table of his flat, shitty lightbulb glowing yellow light as he used the paints you let him borrow. more color, even if it was just reds and greens. painting vines and bones growing from each other onto canvas. feeling a sense of calm he didn’t really think about until hours later when he was staring at the finished piece.

it made his throat close up. tears spilling over his eyes and ragged breathes that he only just managed to squeeze out of his lungs. palming over his chest because his heart ached and rattled with each inhale, exhale. feeling like he needed to claw his own chest out to breath and. and he could understand now. even if it was just a little bit, that that was the point.

when he asked you on one of your late night smokes on your balcony, how you got better. and you told him that you just found things to like about yourself. that you didn’t really realize it until suddenly you weren’t weighed down so much by the years of depression and abuse and loneliness. that you’d remembered that you liked art and you liked music. and you liked your taste in those things and that was pretty cool. and somehow it grew to be enough. just enough to want to breathe for the first time.

that’s what it felt like as he panicked at his kitchen table. trying to remember the skills his doctor told him, taking deep breaths. eyes flickering to count, five colors. so much black in his space. black, grey, red, green…green. he could hear birds outside, chirping incessantly in the morning, just at the edge of his mind. birds, the neighbors moving around, the telly he’d left on, his own breathing, cars out the window.

it took him a little while to settle but it didn’t hurt as much as it normally did. it was like finding you crying on the floor of the bathroom on your birthday. when he moved to crouch down and sign worried questions. and you laughed and smiled and cried about how fucked up life was but here you were, stubborn and unwilling to die anymore. how bullshit it was for you to have not been given a proper chance and yet you did this. you worked through it somehow when you never saw this light. when a year ago you would’ve called bullshit.

he would’ve said it was bullshit a few months ago. but now that uneasy, retched feeling of hope grew along with him. through each day, each time he stared up at the sky and pushed away the voices that echoed back at him. it felt a little easier and that was scary. but he supposed he also didn’t mind.

[duty-calls-for-booty]

I love a Demisexual!Ghost, but in a "has never heard that word before in his life" way.

Give me a Demisexual!Ghost who, between trauma and paranoia, has never gotten close enough to someone to flip that switch. Who likes to look, well enough, but never has the same desire as the other soldiers to find someone to blow off steam with at the nearby pub.

Demisexual!Ghost who figures there's just something wrong with him, either as a person, or as the shell of one. He's heard about blokes whose dicks stop working after experiencing horrific traumas. Figures if he ever had the ability to feel that outside of an adrenaline/boredom fueled wank, then it's long since been burned out of him.

Then give me Demisexual!Ghost, who, against his very best intentions, has a Mohawk-ed Scot shaped hole blown through all of the walls he's built up to keep people out.

A completely bewildered Demisexual!Ghost who, every time he sees Soap saunter into a room, can only think:

Finally, give me a Demisexual!Ghost that still doesn't know the word demisexual, who settles for simply calling himself Johnny-sexual in his head, because as far as he's concerned, that's it for him.

[pfhwrittes]

previous soap, gaz and price thoughts.

something something ghost being the only one of the four to believe you straight away when you say that you can't come from your partners going down on you and not even trying to put his mouth on you. something something ghost telling you that he also doesn't like it when his partners give him head because it triggers him so you both masturbate together instead and it ends up being the hottest thing you've ever done with a partner something something

[secret-sageent]

Me when I enter a new fandom and am fond of a character: Awwwww babygirl!!! i love you so much you are my new favourite character of all time!!! here I have a gift for you!!!!! *headcanons them as aro/ace spec*

[your-local-asexual-loser]

Okay but like, Baz could totally be demi and would anyone ever even really know? Think about it. He literally never even mentions being into anyone other than Simon. The guy who he lived in the same room with, slept less than five feet away from, for an entire FOUR YEARS before realizing in year five that HOLY SHIT I'M IN LOVE WITH THIS GUY? And literally becomes so in love with Simon that he literally never develops feelings for anyone else like, ever. Think about it.

[reelovesfictionalmen]

nsfw headcanons for Simon Ghost Riley

Written with a female reader and Demisexual Ghost in mind.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex) Likes to lay together how the two of you finished for a few moments, be it on top of you or under you. He wants to hold you like that as you both catch your breaths. After you two can breathe normally again he is big on taking a shower together after. Always makes sure you pee after sex so you don't get a uti. If you're both very worn out after the deed will happily take a wee nap with you but would rather be clean first.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) Boobs. He loves your tits. No matter if they are a barely a handful or spilling out of his hands. Nuzzles into them a lot. Will bend or crouch into uncomfortable positions just to be able to nuzzle into them. He finds comfort in the softness of them.

He likes his thighs, they're thick and a perfect place for you to sit. Be it sexually or not, he loves having you in his lap. He really wants to try thigh riding with you but doesn't want to come across as a perv. When he does bring it up one day and you are down to try, it becomes one of his favourite things.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically) Uses condoms when you two fuck for a long time into your relationship even if you are on birth control. He doesn't want to risk kids. Eventually he does get into not using them but more often than not he likes using them. Some days he wants to paint your chest and stomach with his cum, just to see it all over you. Usually though he likes to cum while he's inside of you even when using a condom. Freaked out one day when you were vigorously fucking his cock with your face and his cum came out your nose. It was a first for the both of you and he was startled, asked you if you were okay SO MANY TIMES.

Loves when you get so wet that you can hear the noises you coupling makes. If he discovers you can squirt he wants to make it happen often. If you're not up for it, he wont push it.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) Wants to watch you cum on Soap's cock. It's not something he will ever voice or let happen, he doesn't actually want to share you, no matter how much he loves Soap as a brother.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?) Before his assault he had some. A few partners, one he lived with for a while but it didn't work out due to his job. After the assault he needed to trust and care deeply for someone to let them see him that vulnerable.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying) Cowgirl. Loves seeing you ride him hard. Seeing your tits bounce and your eyes closed in pleasure is his thing. If you have the stamina to squat fuck ride him, he's going to be in awe. FlatIron and Missionary are also up there. He likes having as much of your skin touching each other.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.) Idc what people say, he's a goof, a joker. Will crack stupid lewd jokes while balls deep just to feel you clench around him as you laugh. Also loves if you crack jokes.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.) He trims, manscapes. Doesn't like going hairless but will keep nice and tidy.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect) Super intimate. Being naked with you is him at his most vulnerable. He'll make sure you know how much he loves and trusts you.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon) Before you and he got together, he didn't do it often. When he's with you he finds himself aroused more often and will jerk off if he's not able to be with you. I see him as Demisexual leaning(only gets aroused with someone he has a connection with)

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks) Praise. Giving and receiving.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do) Would rather do the deed somewhere private and safe. However you can and have convinced him to pull the car over somewhere and let you ride him hard. It's his fav position, he can also bury his face in your tits while you do so.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going) When your body is pressed against his in a hug or in bed. You wearing his clothes. You sweaty from a workout.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) Physical violence. No bdsm, no degradation.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.) He likes to give and to receive. Sometimes struggles with receiving. It makes him feel a little not control, lost, flustered and will likely quickly move onto other things. Loves eating you out. If you're horny and he's not really feeling it that day he will offer to eat you out, says he enjoys it and your pleasure even if he's not wanting to get off himself.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.) A mix of both. Loves when you squat ride him hard. The harder the better. When he's fucking you in missionary and flatiron he likes to go slow, sensual and deep. Doggy he likes to go fast and hard. It really depends on what you both are feeling like.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.) Will fuck you against the wall real quick when he gets back from a run or working out. Has energy left to burn or if you've been working out together seeing you hot and sweaty has him riled up.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.) No. Sex is being vulnerable. That's for private places. Will try new positions and dress up with you for silly roleplays. You're still trying to work up the courage to get him in a french maid dress.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?) Needs 10-15 min between rounds but a round can last a long time. He's good at holding off his orgasm if he wants to.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?) You have a vibrator that is a cast of his cock. You got one of those kits off of the internet and made it. You two use it to double penetrate you. It's almost like two of him fucking you.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) He's a cheeky shit and will tease you, joke around a little but he will give in quickly. Especially if you pout and call him a meanie.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.) If he's been edging himself with your cunt for a while, wringing orgasms from you, he starts getting vocal. Tells you how good you feel, how he cant wait to cum in your pussy, begging you to cum for him again and again.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character) Due to his trauma with sexual assault he is not keen on degradation and bdsm. Will spank your ass while in doggy and maybe pull your hair if you ask him. He doesn't like treating you like an object or to be treated like one.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes) About 6.5 inches hard. Perfect sized. Uncut and very pink in colour. Has a freckle halfway along his shaft.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?) If you two live together and you are both off duty, he can go once a day. Usually ends up being every day for the first week then every other day the longer you two are at home.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards) Once you two are cleaned up, he's an eepy boy. Will snuggle up to you and zzzzzz quickly

[unhingedpolycule]

Happy pride everybody. I hope the Pride month did empower and educate you!

As a little token of my love for our community: Headcannons on how the boys would behave at their first Pride as a polycule:

Soap: Bisexual menace. Decked out in his flag because he is there to serve a look. Looks out for younger queers and his big, angsty boyfriends, who really need some guidance in the crowd. Has a few drinks, but only in moderation. He is friends with everyone immediatly and is quite popular with the local bear population who are not deterred by one terrefying Simon Riley and one big ass Aaron König. Gets a lot of kisses and makeouts in, when Aaron is buisy with drunk Ghost. Seems a little selfish but its the same thing every year and simon told him to enjoy himself.

Would probably identify as Pan if he knew more about gender as a spectrum and all related things.

Ghost: Is just there because Johnny dragged him there „To get out of his shell and socialise with other queers“. He is very much a closeted gay man because his father tried to beat it out of him and he still kind of hates himself for his sexuality. Johnny tries to compensate through gentle touch and soft praise. Wars a very small Gay Prideflag. Gets hammered immediatly just to be able to cope with the crowd and the fear of being spottet. Tries looking out for Aaron but he has his own shit going on right now so he is no real help. He can’t kiss his boyfriends for the life of him because he can’t be seen doing it. He holds hands with Aaron though because it grounds him and he likes to have him close.

König: he is shy but very happy to be there. The crowd is a little bit much but he generally enjoys himself. The parade is great too but he flushes when the more kink themed groups roll past. It gives him ideas.

He gets hit on SO much! Man and woman alike love his soft demeanor and his height. (Doesn’t hurt that he is pretty muscular and easy on the eyes as well.) The constant flirting really helps his ego and he tries flirting back clumsily. Ghost watches out for him as good as he can and Johnny sends all the pretty people his way.

But when he notices whats going on with Simon he focuses all his energy and attention on him and pretends he needs his touch for grounding

All in all they would have a good time. Each year, it gets easier for Ghost, his trauma resurfaces but the positivity of his Partners really helps!

~Corr

[laughroditee]

WIP Wednesday

You know what I love more than writing? Posting WIPs and then never writing them again. 😌

Kidding. Sort of. The not-writing part is involuntary. But here, have this snippet from "Your Ghost chapter 4 - A Love That Bleeds." I do still want to continue it, it’s just that there have been blocks in the way, which has been annoying.

Yes, I am one of those people who write both canon x reader and canon x OC and I don’t care. This one is for me.

Words may change by the time of publication due to editing, etc.

The moral here is “don’t let yourself get possessed if you’re not ready for the consequences .” 💀

If you're interested in reading, you can find Part 1 here. I should probably make one of those masterlist things I see other people make, not that I have too many things to put on it at this point.

Okay, bye. 🖤🤡🖤

[the-shotce-newsletter]

Finished a leftover from pride month, yes I tried the flags idec I was tired. God help me on these upcoming CoD challenges 😂 but I want that Soap skin.

[cobooty-pinups]

Day 2 - Art Previews

Amiko / @amikoroyaiart

DILF / @dilfdoney

Ikka / @hornedmagpieart

Pen / @saragapen

[aforestescape]

petition for demisexual simon. because of his trauma it takes him weeks, months to get comfortable in your presence. to actively seek out your company in small ways without being in denial of his softness for you. and you don’t push him, not knowing his backstory but respecting his need for distance as he slowly buoys closer to you.

and then another stretch of time. maybe reaching a year or two of slow burned affection. of late nights when the worlds asleep and you’re outside together. watching the starry expanse, breathing in that feeling of being a small speck in the vast universe. how calming and overwhelming that feels.

while simon takes a hit from his cigarette beside you. his mask sitting in his lap because he was used to letting you see his face by now. barely felt the itch to hide away, to slip into ghost so he wouldn’t have to exist. smoke billowing out in front of your view. and you whisper about how pretty the moon looks tonight.

brown eyes glancing over at you and staying for a while. he takes another hit and then hums in reply. you catch him in your periphery staring but you don’t mention it. just enjoy the crisp night with him by your side.

and he’s thinking. thinking about how he’s sure this is the first moment he’s ever really seen you. in the silent night, face barely visible in the dark. you’ve spent so much time around each other. sharing the good and the the darkest moments for you both. helping each other when that chasm of emptiness swarmed in. amused smiles shared over dry humor. deep conversations that you still look back on and apply to your broadening view of the world surrounding you.

but he swears he’s never thought how right this all feels until now. another drag as he finally wrenches his gaze from you. finally looking up that big moon that you remark on everytime. and a small part of him knows then that he loves you.

part two. part three. part three.five

[magpie-to-the-morning]

“I guess it was more that I craved something from a connection that I couldn’t seem to find… Respect or a shared intensity. I needed to know that we were”—the words feel colorless and clumsy in my mouth—“together in something. Wanting it as much as the other. I didn’t think I would like to share a bed with someone and find out that they’d only said yes because they were bored or I was an easy option or because they felt bad for me. I don’t like being alone in a feeling. I want to share it.”

- Salt Kiss, Sierra Simone

[mr-gabriel69]

OH GOD I ALMOST FORGOT TO POST THIS, Day 2 of pride month challenge!!

Ghost (09) - demisexual

[ace-attorney-pride-flags]

[ID: two demisexual flags colour picked from Simon Keyes from Ace Attorney. The first flag is only the colour picked flag and the second flag has an official art of Simon overlayed on it. End ID]

[bored-bookish-ace]

I- I’m in shock

This book, and movie helped me so much to understand the importance of who I am. Also yes, I know my name is long, get over it if it bothers you

[the-shotce-newsletter]

WIP

WIP Wednesday~ I forever have an insane amount of sketchy idea doodles for all my hyperfixations. This is what’s currently on the chopping block tho:

GhostSoap (who could have predicted me drawing CoD). One left over from pride month flags, one based off the infamous war kiss. That one’s actually half done rn.

THEN there’s Resi. A playful one of Leon stealing Mr X’s hat (who wore it better), a blanket fort for the Raccoon City survivors (vaguely cleon flavored) annnnnnd the obligatory Resident Evil Death Island flood. Also a new Leon!whump (choose your Redfield). Please laugh with me at my Roblox-y ‘note’ doodles, used when I try to jot down ideas before the squirrel loses them.