#i love you gif

[chippythedog]

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

[reelovesbuckybarnes]

40s bucky sweetheart 💕.

My baby ❤ love.

[thewriterg]

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐰

pairing(s); simon riley x fem!reader, reader x toxic family

summary; You tried to keep it together to keep him away from it to not get attached but it only take one situation for you to come crumbling down reaching out to simon for comfort —angstober day;14—

word count; 900+

warning(s); age gap, sweetheart is her/your own warning, thinking college student reader so like early twenties and simon is about mid to late forties, arguments, crying, angst, kisses, pet names, mention of violence, simon abt to risk it all, and language

playlist; nothings new by rio romeo

A/n:—GIFs; @astrolux111 & @silenthqll— GIF does not determine race

Simon was up it didn’t take much to wake him and when he heard the footsteps approaching his flat front door he was up the handgun from his scratched wooden nightstand that he’d bought off some older man who he was sure had passed to the unknown by now

The rough knocks on his door frame were demanding and rushed as if the person behind the wood was on time crunch he approached the door the firearm clutched in his hand his finger taking no time to rest on the trigger his hand was on the nob before he swung the door open his eyebrows furrowing not expecting to see what was in his line of sight

Your eyes were red and puffy tear streaks stringing your face your hair out of place as well as your shifted clothes Simon swiftly setting down his defense on standing table next to his door grabbing your arm to bring you into the shelter of his home he checks over your body to find nothing alarming but the soaking wet clothes clinging to your body

“S-simon” Is all you can get out as your body racked with sobs you shoulders hunched and he wraps an arm around you littered with tattoos your face hidden in his chest covered by the cotton tshirt that was a little small on him your cold wet clothes transferring onto his as shushes you slowly moving you into his bedroom sitting you on his mattress slipping your drenched shirt over your head as you sniffle your head throbbing from the continuous tears and energy spent you didn’t realize you were dressed in dry attire until you were getting picked up and suddenly the weighed down fabric wasn’t overwhelming you anymore your legs wraps around the blondes torso lying your head on his shoulder you body still shivering as you felt yourself dip onto his worn mattress rubbing his hands down your goosebump covered arms

“Come on love what’s the matter with my sweet girl, hmm? Tell Si what’s the matter” Something triggers in you causing more streams of tears to fall down your face and you try to speak choking out incoherent words and sniffles simon rubs a hand over your hair pressing a kiss your forehead his brain screaming at him to to go punch the nearest punk out on the street because there has to be something, something major to keep you acting this way

“I don’t want you to leave me” You body wracks you chest feels like it’s gonna cave any minute you feel like your airway you’ll be cut off and your sound will be free from your body

“Sweetheart it’s gonna take more than a few tears to get rid of me, matter of fact you won’t be able to you understand?” You nod your head before your spewing everything weighing your chest down to the floor about you family and how they make you feel more down then you’d ever been without meaning to the situation I particular causing your weaker construction to tip over and collapse your siblings couldn’t keep their hands out of your things and this time it had did it you’d been saving for a new laptop for class it cost more than you liked to admit and your sister god you loved her but she was at the age where she couldn’t keep her hands off of thing your things to be exact and long story short your laptop was broken in your sisters hands you berated her scolded her it was the least you could do for the trouble she caused you

When your parents arrived home you expected them to finish the job rip your sister a new one she ran into your father arms rambling of how mean and what a monster you are and even after you told your parents about what she had done she’s barely get a slap on the wrist you were older you shouldn’t yell at the younger ones defending your honor and standing your ground got you yelled at a stinging mark on your cheek

“My h-head hurts” You whimpered after a moment of silence and it was true you didn’t know how long you’ve been crying for and your head felt like it was going to explode Simon sets you down on the mattress briefly your head still spinning and pounding in your ears he leaves and returns again two pain killers that look like a spec of nothing in his palm he sets and on your cheek gently prying your jaw open setting the drugs on your tongue before you swallow the he praises you for it and your realize how much of a all time low you are

“Come on sweetheart no more tears you know it’ll make it worse” This time you’re not sobbing from the pain your chest but rather the pain your head hiccups slipping from your lips falling apart in his grasp and he held you like he always will and as he always had

He’d glue all your broke pieces back together

©2023 thewriterg spooktober do not copy, translate, or modify.

NEW; sweetheart and simon headcanons

[annapassione]

Tonight... I dance for you...

[tampire]

Izzy with his top / Izzy without his top

[wearecrowley]

Crowley's hands 2 of ? (part 1)

[ventique18]

Love at first realization (Animation GIF)

[dontsearchformyaccount]

Nat: you want a peanut butter sandwich ?

Y/n: i can't, i am allergic:/

*later that day *

Y/n: in fact ,i am not allergic to peanuts, but i would rather die ,than telling Natasha that peanuts taste like dirth. I do love watching her eat .She looks adorable.

[kimtaegis]

you did well ♡ (cr. @taee)

[colandpen]

'' Mr. Colin Bridgerton once again tops the list of desirable husbands, even though he is not yet back from his recent trip abroad. He has no title, that is true, but he is in abundant possession of looks, fortune, and, as anyone who has ever spent even a minute in London knows, charm. ''

 LADY WHISTLEDOWN'S SOCIETY PAPERS

[chippythedog]

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

[thewriterg]

stick with the sickness

A/n; head canons of sweetheart and simon because you guys seem to like them and I don’t have it in me for a full blurb today —angstober day; 18—

warning(s); age gap simon is about mid forties r is in college so early twenties, angst, and language

older simon! who will break down the door to get into the locked bathroom after you didn’t respond to his previous calls just for him to get into the the room the air stale and ice cold while you sit under the freezing water the hell bent temperature that you enjoyed and he himself couldn’t stand under for too long nowhere evident in the room

older simon! who will ignore your shivering wet body against his dry clothes drying your form off while you shook like a leaf half lidded eyes avoiding his until your fully dressed and he places a sacred kiss on your forehead rubbing a thumb again you tear stained cheeks

older simon! who lets you rant/cry in his hold why he runs a palm over the crown of your head shushing you mumbling sweet nothings in you ear like “there you go love take your time” “tell Si what’s the matter” “sweetheart you’re gonna flood your pretty face if you keep this up” not the best person to expect a response from but a damn good listener

older simon! who praises you for everything you do big and small from passing your exams to eating a portion of a real meal

older simon! who hates seeing your moods relapse after you’ve gone back to your parents for not even a full weekend just to come back to him with tears in your eyes and a tremble in your sweet voice

older simon! who makes you layer up for cold mornings complaining about you “catchin’ a lurgy”

older simon! who persuaded you to stay with him for the weekend and promises to do something adventurous through the next there-ish days when morning came simon was up like usual his dreams stuck in the realm never leaving when he had any

older simon! who slips on your clothes during early mornings when you have no energy to even acknowledge the time of day you usually do just about nothing by yourself in these early moments except use the bathroom

©2023 thewriterg spooktober do not copy, translate, or modify.

[cyber-himbo]

i found this gabriel gif on tenor and so i made a matching v1 one enjoy

edit 1: heres a v2

edit 2: heres a minos prime and a v2 goodnight gif

edit 3: ferryman time

[tampire]

Their situationship summed up