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When exactly did Sebastian Stan get bald? It should've been in Easter, so we could've called him our own Easter Egg.

size kink with Simon

Size kink with Simon was less about sex and more about presence. About contrast.

Didn’t matter if you were skinny or curvy, tall or short— Simon without a shadow of a doubt would still tower over you, broad shoulders blocking out light, hands that could engulf your waist like nothing. He’d still look like an ogre compared to you, thick, hulking, entirely too much.

And that’s just the way he liked it.

Liked knowing he could pick you up with no effort at all, toss you over his shoulder or lift you straight off your feet just to carry you to the couch. Liked sneaking up behind you in the kitchen, wrapping his arms around your middle, squeezing you close until your feet barely brushed the floor. Liked dropping onto the sofa with you tucked into his lap, arms locked around you as he pressed lazy kisses to your temple, your cheek, your jaw, anywhere his mouth could reach.

Liked when you complained about him stealing sips from your drink or bites off your plate, accusing him of ruining the ratio with that massive mouth of his. “A sip for you is like a gulp for me,” you’d pout, and he’d just chuckle, proud of it. One bite for him was three for you, and he’d do it again just to watch you roll your eyes and nudge him like it did any good.

Liked getting into your car after you’d driven it, tugging the seat back so his legs could even fit. Liked sitting in his own car after you’d used it and realizing it was still adjusted for you. Seat pulled up tight, rearview tilted down, and not fixing it right away, just sitting there, taking a breath. Liked sniffing the air and catching the faintest hint of your perfume lingering in the fabric of the seatbelt.

Liked seeing you pad around the house in nothing but his shirt and a pair of underwear. Liked that you had to tie the drawstrings on his sweats so tight just to keep them up on your hips. Liked how ridiculous and perfect you looked swimming in his clothes, always too small for him but too big for you.

It made him feel huge. Made you feel his.

And really, that’s all it came down to.

Current March Mood

Fuck, c.ai for recommending Simon Ghost Riley. Now I have to play that bloody game COD ;(

Laura Benson

chuuya who passes the time with you once dazai leaves the pm. you’ve always had a crush on the man, always been enamored by his effortless charm and suave nature, but he never paid much mind to you. his heart had always been set on dazai, his partner from day one, and everyone knew that. everyone knew the two were inseparable, even if they never said it outright - it was just an unspoken truth.

but everything changed when dazai defected. chuuya could barely get out of bed for weeks. you had taken it upon yourself to coax the man out of his house and back into the outside world, much to his chagrin but mori’s pleasure.

so chuuya latched onto you. you were sweet and pretty and nurturing and more than anything you were just… right there. and dazai wasn’t. he’ll take you on dates and hold your hand and fuck you dumb, but there’s always a wall up. he’s just never fully there with you, and you’re not dumb enough to think he ever will be. not when his other half disappeared into thin air. but you’ll take it - you’ll take the empty love if it means you get to be with him, and he’ll take you as long as your presence can at least half-fill the dazai-shaped hole in his chest.

It looks like someone chiseled and carved this book.

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I wanna read a Sylus + Simon x reader smut (I'm ovulating)

bundle up, dumbass 😤💞

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Missionary with your fav military man, but his dog tags keep tapping you in the face, causing you to giggle. He scoffs and nips at you playfully before taking the chain in his teeth and thrusting even harder, fucking you up the bed in punishment