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olderboyfriend!Simon
"You get home safe?" you hear as you hold your phone close to your face. "Yeah." you smile at his concern, "You coming over later?" you ask.
"I'll think about it." you can hear the smirk in his voice. "I don't like uncertainty Mr.Riley." you tease, "I'm aware Ma'am." he jokes which causes a grin to from on your face.
"I gotta go, but I'll call you before I leave. yeah?" He says sighing into the phones mic. "Yeah." you respond. "Love you." he says,
"Love you too."
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You hear the keys from outside of your door, you were standing in the kitchen getting a glass of cranberry juice (cranberry juice stans riseeeee).
Simon opens the door fully expecting you to be asleep, He took his boots and mask off. "Why're you up?" Simon asked as he took his tactical gear. Voice hoarse from yelling all day.
"Couldn't sleep." you say pouring more juice into your cup. Simon hums walking towards you. Standing by your side, he rubs your back as you take another sip from your glass. "you want to shower?" he asks softly, hand traveling down to hold your lower back. (you know when dogs do that one thing with chew toys, like they shake their head and growl, thats me.)
"took one already." you frown, "i'll be right back then." he gives you a kiss on the cheek and you watch him walk towards your bedroom.
Eventually you finish you finish your cup of juice and head back into you room and plop on your bed, staring up at the ceiling you can hear the shower running. The shower stops and you hear the door click, Simon wanders to your closet looking for some pajama pants he left.
You watch him from the bed, staring at the way his muscles flex as he opens drawers and closes them. He finally finds a pair and puts them on and lays on the bed beside you. "what'd you do today?" he asks adjusting himself on the bed, the pain in his shoulder bothering him in the position he's in. "Went to work, came home, watched some tv then took a shower, took a nap and woke up before you got here and now I'm laying here with you." you look at him and notice the little crease between his brow. you use two fingers to rub between his eyebrows, Simon kisses the fingers that touch his lips softly. "Eventful day." he laughs through his nose. "yup." you hum.
"You know you didn't kiss me today." you prod him in the forehead. "I did." he says defensively. "The cheek doesn't count."
"You didn't want to shower with me." Simon sits up on his elbow, "Cause I took one already." you exclaim, "Loser." he pokes you in the rib cage. "Here, " Simon dips his head to give you a kiss on the lips, giving you small pecks before he pulls away.
"How was your day?" You remember to ask, tracing the shape of his eyebrows. "It was good, long but good." he yawns. "sleepy?" he nods, "Are you gonna be up all night?" you laugh at his question, "Maybe."
Simon only shakes his head at your response. "Well I'm going to bed." Simon pulls the blankets over him, "you're gonna sleep with the lights on." Simon groans before getting up to flip the switch.
You feel his big frame cause a dip in the bed, "Come 'ere." Simon mutters before he grabs your arm and pulls you towards him. Making sure to drape your leg over his lower abdomen.
"Simon?" you call out his name "Hm."
"Love you."
"Love you too."
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[ᴄᴡ]: discussion of death.
Reader who's scared of death and Simon, who has been exposed to death for almost the entirety of his life.
You often get panicky whenever you think too much, and over the course of your relationship, you haven't mentioned anything about it to him because you understand what he does for work and, while it sounds stupid, you're scared to tell him because you've got it in your head that he'd laugh at you or poke fun at it when it's a genuine fear.
So, you choose to suffer alone until you simply can't anymore.
You're laying in bed at night and you've been fighting the urge to toss and turn for the past hour now, your eyes are watery and your veins are ice cold as you attempt to weasel your way out of a full blown panic attack.
It's seemingly impossible, however. Your mind is going one hundred miles an hour and all you can do is sit in this paralysis type state as you contemplate your own mortality. But, you don't want to die; you love your life too much, you love your life with SImon and when that happens, you're never ever gonna see him again.
Your mind takes a short turn as you turn to look at the sleeping man beside you.
He's going to die one day.
This when the panic really starts to set in and you can't help but let a few tears slide down your face, letting a started gasp escape you when Simon opens his eyes.
Immediately, his hand is squeezing your waist and he's pulling you closer to him pressing kisses on your forehead. 'Hey, hey, sweetheart, you're okay,' he gently soothes, brushing his hand through your hair. 'What's wrong?'
More tears pour down your cheeks as you look at him, and in a blubber of hopelessness, you confess, 'I don't want you to die.'
He stills for a moment, looking at you before his lips form into a frown. 'I'm not gonna die, love. I'm right here.'
'But you will- and I will too,' you sniffle.
You wince awaiting his answer, yet, all he does is pull you closer. It's different to no other night, nothing has changed and he's still here even after what you believe to be a silly fear.
'And I'll find you in the next life,' he eventually says, 'and the life after that, and so on.'
'How do you know that?' you croak, burying your face into his chest.
His fingers lightly dig into your bare waist and you feel him plant a kiss atop your head before bothering to answer you.
'Cause I found you in this life, love.'
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JUST LOOK AT HIM
SIMON'S SWEETNESS IS EVERYTHING WE NEED. LOOK AT FUCKING HIM AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
HIS FUCKING VOICE AND THE LITTLE ''NEJ'' IS EVERYTHING AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
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i swear im so normal about him
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Ghost knew he would torture every single soul who were responsible after seeing your tear-stained face, bloody and bruised. His little angel was tortured, mentally and physically. You were shaking infront of him, silently begging him to come and hug you, tell you that everything would be okay.
His hands clenched unintentionally. He took a step towards you, making you whimper. He stopped,too afraid to make you cry again. He sighed and took his mask off.
"It's me, angel. Simon."
You swallowed the lump in your throat, sniffled and shook the coat off of you. He took slow steps as you swallowed again. He kneeled infront of you, hand so slowly caressing your chin. Your lips quivered.
"I'm sorry-I-"
Simon cut you off, still softly caressing your chin.
"It's okay baby, no need to be sorry. Lemme take care of you. Let's go home, yeah?"
You nodded your head. The headache was becoming too painful even though the doctors gave you medicine. He carefully scooped you up in his arms and got out of the hospital. He walked towards his car, steps so gentle that you eventually fall asleep in his arms in a second.
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Up until S3, Simon had been emotionally guarded. Keeping things internalized to maintain the appearance of being strong and undeterred. During S3, the walls started to crack. We finally saw him let out his feelings and cry. Not just once. Throughout the entire season.
Which made the ending even more satisfying. His last scene was also filled with tears, but this time tears of joy. To have his emotional walls come down because of happiness. It’s everything he deserves.
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Simon wearing the pants with the chain when Wille visited his home for the first time and then wearing them again when visiting Wille’s home for the first time.
#i love this parallel so much#simon my beloved#young royals#wilmon#simon young royals#young royals spoilers#yrs3
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This guy was the only one trying to help Wille while the others were staying for gossip. He got detention after he was told by his music teacher to be the best pupil possible. He was risking his solo and then he had to watch Felice consoling Wille.
The way he was suppressing his emotions and we only saw the barest hint of elation and maybe a tiny bit of disappointment, because he was doing all the work and someone else was touching his Wille. Kudos to Omar for acting the hell out of it in this small scene.
Also talking about feeling alone in a crowd.😕
In season three I need a scene like this, showing casual intimacy between Wille and Simon. Like those girls who were just walking by holding hands (no idea if they are a couple or not). I want Simon to not ever feel alone at school (and everywhere else) again. How will Wilmon be as boyfriends at school? Like Frederika said:
I think it’s still a long way being like that at school and in public.
And I can‘t wait to find out.
#Simon my beloved#he deserves so much better#and Wille has to do better#simon eriksson#young royals#crown prince wilhelm#yr s3 spoilers#yr s3#young royals spoilers
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I am back again.
*rubbing my hands while sending you a sweet sweet ask*
Fem reader that takes Ghost to meet her Family even when they're Hella toxic, always berating her, judging her, making her feel as if she's not good enough.
When they see the behemoth of a man who has her back and won't hesitate to break theirs, they all scatter away with their tails tucked beneath them.
Major satisfaction for both Ghost and his sweet woman.
Please make it angst and have badass boyfriend Ghosty save the day.🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺
Family Issues - Simon 'Ghost' Riley
Pairing: Simon 'Ghost' Riley x Fem!Reader
Warnings: Hurt/Comfort,Angst,Fluff
It was no secret you hated your family. Your sister always tried to hit on every boyfriend you introduced, Your mom was emotionally abusive, and your father? Rarely around.
So when Ghost asked to meet your family you froze up and didn’t know what to say, of course he noticed. He asked why you looked upset and you sat him down on your couch.
“Well listen…My family isn’t uhm, functional and I just don’t think it’ll go the way you're expecting. I have no problem introducing you but you’re not gonna like it.” “Sweetie, trust me I won’t judge you for your family I know how you feel about ‘em.”
You smiled and rubbed your thumb over his hand. “Okay, I’ll call to see what day we can go over.”
You called around an hour later and sat outside on your porch smoking a cigarette. Your mother picked up, “What.” “Hello to you too, listen I have a boyfriend of a couple of years and he wants to meet you guys.” “Whatever, Saturday 5:00 I’ll make dinner.” “Great, love you.” But she hung up on you before she could even hear you say “Love you.” You put out your cigarette and just sighed.
You told Ghost and he marked it on the calendar and the day came before you even knew it. You sighed as you got ready to go over. And he decided to wear his mask but he did dress decently to go over. He waited for you by the front door as he saw you putting on some shoes. He smiled and gave you loads of compliments.
The drive was around 15 minutes and when you knocked on the front door your sister opened it and practically shoved you inside just to get closer to Ghost.
“Hey I’m Samantha, you can call me Sam-” “Ghost. I think I’ll just call you Samantha.” She rolled her eyes and he just walked in and made sure you were okay. He never introduced himself as Ghost unless he wanted to intimidate or he didn’t like the person, you assumed he didn’t like your sister.
You lead him over to the dining room table and sat down next to him
You both waited for your mother to come sit with you guys before you ate and she came in around 2 minutes later with your father and your sister.
“Hm, You must be the unfortunate one. I’m her Mother just call me Teressa though and this is her Father, Michael.” He shook both of their hands. Now mind you they didn’t get a good look at how tall he was or how buff he was. Hell they haven’t seen his face.
“So what unfortunate events lead you to meet my shithole of a daughter?” Your mom asked nonchalantly and you took a deep breath and began to get some food.
“Not unfortunate at all, In fact she’s a catch. Met her at a bookstore.” Your sister scoffed and looked at Ghost and tried to rub up on him and he glared at her.
“A catch? She’s a lazy pile of shit. Nothing special about this one.” Your father spoke up and then you just stood up to excuse yourself to the porch outside. And your sister was still trying to hit on Ghost but he was just not having it.
“You’re all fucking pieces of shit, Samantha has been trying to seduce me since I got here and she’s fucking hideous! You’re a mother, act like it, or don’t even bother trying to reach out at all. And you..How could you talk about your own DAUGHTER like that? You’re a horrible excuse for a father.”
Samantha ran off to her room teary eyed and it seemed like your father stood up to intimidate Ghost but he was 5'9 and Ghost is 6'4 and he stood up after your father. He immediately sat down and just kicked him out as your own mother started to cry as well.
Ghost walked out and found you giggling because you heard him sticking up for you and he took you to the car and drove you both to an ice cream place to calm down after the events that took place.
You were so grateful for him, and he couldn’t live without you. So it’s a win-win situation. You love him and he loves you…Just not your family.
I LOVED MAKING THIS AHHH!! Your requests never fail to impress me:)!
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Simon | Young Royals Season 3 Episode 5
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hi childreennn mother had to jot this down while my brain was still going from earlier plz enjoy more supervisor!simon
Wednesday strolled in with ease. You and Simon avoided each other all day on tuesday. You knew you were really pissed when you thought of sending an anonymous complaint to HR.
It was lunchtime and you sat at your desk headphones in watching your comfort tv show and eating your lunch. Simon walked out of his with a thick stack of papers. He walked up to your desk, dropped the papers harshly, “Get these done when you’re finished.” he demanded. You looked up with a mouthful of food, “I’m on my break.” you snap back at him. “There’ll be no break after this ever, if these aren’t half finished by the end of the day.” he barked back only to earn looks from the others (we live in a sassy man apocalypse I fear😣.) You roll your eyes, “And if I see your headphones again, that’s another strike.” he finishes.
It all seemed like too much to behave this way for an office job. You were ready to flip your desk, kick a monitor and slap him in the back of the head. All of the sudden he just became this douche. Not once have you ever given him any problems, have you ever screwed up.
A part of you wanted to ask him what the problem was, so you threw your plate away and went to the bathroom and facetime your best friend.
“Please tell me you sent in a complaint.” Your bestie sighed over the phone. “No I'm scared, online it said your identity might have to be revealed.” You said as you watched your bestfriends face screw up, “Just put in your two weeks, we’re hiring over here,” she suggested , “I’ll see if I can get you a spot, my manager’s really cool.” She gives you a smile. You look at the time and see you have 5 minutes left to chat before you have to get back to work. “I gotta go, but let me know what your manager says.” you bite your cheek, “will do !” she says before hanging up. You let out an exasperated sigh and go back to your desk.
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On Thursday you worked the front alone, you were kind of glad because you were out of Simon's sight and you didn’t have to see the problem look so damn good in slacks. You sat and answered calls while listening to some music. It was a pretty peaceful day, not too many people came in so you kind of just sat and waited, you did some crossword puzzles, played some games on your computer, ignoring the get back to work email from Simon. It was lunch time when you and Simon interacted for the first time in a couple of days. You were getting ready to walk to the grocery store in the plaza you worked at (do they have these outside of America? Like shopping malls, or like strip malls?? Plz let me know.).
“Heading out?” he asked, leaning against the wall near the exit. You rolled your eyes, praying he didn’t notice. “I got to go to the market also, maybe I can keep you company?” he offered.
“I don’t care.” you mumbled, obviously very bothered by his presence. You grabbed your bag, and headed towards the door, Simon following behind you closely. “What’re you gonna buy?” he asked, “food.” he let out a sigh, “food’s always good.” he said, swinging his arms back and forth.
Simon felt like a kid who disappointed his mother, he doesn’t know what he did, but it was something that made her angry. In this case, he knew you were angry but you couldn’t still be angry from Monday's quarrel.
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When you entered the market you made sure to separate yourself from Simon, you head to the little deli in the back, and got a turkey sandwich (I love turkey sandwiches if anyone cares.)
Somehow Simon ended up finding you, you two stood next to each other silently watching the elder man thinly slice the meat and place it on the bun. “Looks delicious.” he says, and you say nothing. You prance around the store finding some snacks for your desk, picking up a snickers bar for Linda cause those are her favorites. Simon followed you around like a lost puppy , paying for his stuff after you. You walked out before him and sat at the exact table you sat at when he decided he wanted to be a dick for the first time.
Simon walked out of the store and found you sitting alone, eating alone, watching people walk around the shopping mall. “Lost ya.” he smiled, his one dimple showing. You looked at him with a blank face. Simon pursed his lips and sat and ate his lunch quickly.
“Saw you looking for jobs online.” he broke the silence. “Yup.” you hum, “You’re thinking of quitting?” Simon inquired. “I’m looking at jobs so?” you drawled out earning wide eyes from simon. “You know I can fire you for that.” he takes a sip from his water bottle, “you’d fire a wild bear for shitting in the woods if it worked for you.” You scoffed, in return Simon let out a cackle, and you almost smiled at his natural laugh. “I think I've found a job though. So I'll be out of your hair in no time” Simon smile drops, “who said I wanted you out of my hair?” his brows furrow.
You smack your lips together, “let’s not be obtuse.” you sigh.
“You want to quit because of me?” he asked, “If I say yeah, are you gonna speed up the process?” you ribbed. “You really want to quit because of me?” Simon was in disbelief, he seriously couldn’t believe it. Was he too harsh? But that’s how you two were, you’d taunt each other. At least that’s what he thought. “I’m going back.” you say while getting up and throwing your trash.
Simon sat by himself, “let’s not be obtuse.” kept replaying and replaying. Was it the headphone thing, it was just some dumb gag he did for fun. You even joked about it one time, you said you’d shove an air-pod up his nose. Was it the emails? Simon likes your attention, whether it be good or bad. He likes you, the way you look in your work outfits, he’s a grown man, he can appreciate when someone is good looking. Now he was really starting to tweak out.
Simon practically sprinted back to the office, you sat at one of the front desks, you looked up at him in the doorway. “Are you really quitting?” your eyes widen, “Simon hush!” you sputtered.
“Was it something I did,” he asks as he walks towards the desk, “Answer me truthfully.” he demands. “Oh jesus.” you put your head in your hands out of embarrassment. Simon's eyes are on you, you can feel them while you try and bury your head deeper into your palms. “I know you were pissed on monday-” he continues, “Simon leave it alone for fucks sake.” huffing you finally look at him. He nods and walks back into his office, shutting the door avoiding work all day, with you on his mind how could he not?
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It’s Friday, you’re scheduled to be back at your desk. You walk into the office earlier as always, listening to your music, you notice Simon was sitting on your desk. Confused, you approach him and tap him on his shoulder, “Your ass is on my desk.” Simon hops off quickly, “Sorry.” you eye him suspiciously.
“I want to talk to you about yesterday.” you groan, “Simon leave it please. That’s all I ask.” you make praying hands pleading, “yesterday you said-”
“UGH Simon please.” you groan even louder than earlier, “you said “If you say yes would I make the process faster” so I am the reason you’re quitting?” you look at him with the most confused face ever. “Are you okay? Genuinely?”
“Are you quitting because of me?” Simon prodded, “I have to heat up my breakfast.” Soon as you went to walk to the break room, Simon grabbed your wrist softly, his brown eyes looking into yours,
“Answer me, is it my fault?”
(well, yes!)
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Simon who smiles to himself every time he sees you doing something you love just because he's there to witness it. He'll always be there by your side and while a man of few words, is not above going on and on about how proud he is of you. Even if it's something small, he recognises your efforts and cares enough to take interest in what you like.
More specifically, you've decided you would like to draw, paint- you name it, you just need to get everything out of that head of yours and you find that a blank sheet of paper is the perfect candidate to help keep you occupied.
He'll offer to sit still so you can practice anatomy with him as your glowing model. When you tell him you don't want to be a bother; he's gonna have to sit still for a while, he tells you that he's fine with it because he's went through all the training while in the military which makes him a perfect candidate for your drawings.
So, you relent and let him sit there and he sits for as long as you need him, his head turned in your direction always. His stillness is impressive, and in the end, you find that the only person you're really able to draw is your boyfriend because of how many times he opted to be your model. That doesn't really matter, because, at the end of the day, he's the only one you've had eyes for and he appreciates the pile of paper taking up the corner of your shared office.
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FUN FACT THAT KILLED ME COMPLETELY: USE HEADPHONES
If you use headphones you can hear Simon sniffing Wilhelm's neck. I cried okay?
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get shaken, idiot
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Drabble: (COD) Simon Riley: Permanent Kisses
Simon loves getting tattoos. It's a way to bear even more pain in his life, but you aren't painful. You're sweet and everything that Simon isn't. Everything that he can't be while he is away as Ghost.
Your bright smile has his insides churning whenever he sees you. Your soft and gentle touches are the exact opposite of what he's used to, but he loves it regardless.
When he's with you, he isn't a ghost or the hard exterior shell he has learned to be to survive. Simon is just himself, still a little rough around the edges but loving and endearing. It's shocking to Simon the first time the two of you are out and about, just as you and Simon are normal citizens. You aren't afraid to hold his hand, kiss his cheek, or even grab onto his large forearm and bicep to keep him close to you.
He forgets that to you; he is your protector. You see him as your everything. But that deep, rutted feeling is mutual. He feels it in the bottom of his stomach, and his heart seems to bump just a little bit faster whenever you press yourself closer to his side. Aching for his comfort and protection.
So it's not a surprise to him when one night, when the two of you are sitting on his couch with the lights off and the tv playing some random shitty tv show that your lips land on his neck. He's not in favor of showing off his skin; he still wears his mask out in public and opts for the long sleeve workout shirts and long everything else.
Yet you've got him in a short-sleeved shirt slightly lower on his neckline. Not suffocating him as much, and your legs are perched on each side of his large thighs. Your hands carding through the short blonde hair, and your lips pressing soft kisses into the skin.
Your red lip marks are pressed a dozen times into the tanned skin. Simons hum with every kiss you press into the skin, and he rubs sweet circles into your back, never urging you further than you want to go.
"What are you doing, sugar?" Simons asks when you lean back to admire your work. "Looking at my masterpiece." It makes Simon chuckle, and you shake in his lap. "What?" You say, "Nothing, sugar." He says, pressing a kiss to your still-red lips.
It's a day later, actually on Valentine's Day. You hadn't discussed Valentine's Day as a holiday you two would celebrate, but you still got him a present. Except Simons comes home with the sweetest and hottest gift you've ever received.
"Here's your gift, Si." You say you push the card and a new magazine subscription to some gun club. He smiles and opens the card. Your handwriting is perfect; cursive letters pop out in pink shades. 'To the sweetest guy I know. I love you today, tomorrow, and forever after that.' Simon looks up from the card with glossy eyes, and he brings you in for a warm hug with a tiny kiss and lands at your temple.
"Do you wanna see what I got you?" Simons asks as he pulls away from you. Simon sounds more excited now as he sheds himself off his winter jacket. "Close your eyes." He says softly, and then he brings his hand to meet yours. Dragging your hand up his chest and to where his shoulder and neck meet. You feel a little film and then simon tells you to open yours eyes.
When you do its a red tattoo that you are met with. The perfect impression of your lips on his skin. "What?" You sound like you're on the verge of crying. "I got it a few days ago, after you had a kiss attack on my neck." "Hmm" You hum and run a finger over the fragile skin.
"A permanent kiss from my permanent love." He says, kissing your hand gently, and you just stare at his new tattoo, a show of complete and utter love.
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Simon and his nose nuzzle
Saying goodbye to Wille
Missing Wille
Loving Wille
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