ghoobing around
It's so nice being on tumblr because you don't even have to make your own post but people would still follow you anyways if you're good at rebloging posts they like
"You can't make friends onli-" I would defend any of my Tumblr mutuals to the death with only a pocket knife and random rock, you heathen.
nghghgg
Have you seen this man? Now you have!
i need new simon riley fic accounts so pls use this post as a little chain and tag your favs hehe π€
Simon doesn't do girlfriends. He's not hanging out or going on dates or buying you flowers or food or hairpins.
It's just...well he might accidentally stop by to get chinese takeouts and might see to buy shiny pin and other things you have saved in, and well, he just might think of you in everything he sees.
And god forbid a woman staying in his house ?! Taking over his clothes and frowning at the lack of furniture and pictures on wall and dull curtains.
No, that's absurd. But...well he might take you to ikea and might indulge in your ifs and buts and might get you something which makes your eyes glimmer and might take you home βto spend all evening assembling it, taking his time telling you how to turn allen key, the click of dowel, the wood quality, the torque of screws.
He might let you stay after and give him shoulder massage, might let you hold his face from behind and turn his neck to kiss him square on mouth.
He might buy frames for all the polaroids of you in his sweats, or stirring the pot, or looking at your laptop, and the one where you're draped on his shoulder might be the one he caresses with his thumb every so often.
He might go to that pottery place you gushed about and might sit behind you with his hands pressed onto yours and might make a ( heart shaped ?! ) cup with his and yours initials carved and baked and painted into the beautiful clumsy thing.
He might drink his morning coffee to whiskey in that cup only.
He might get a second key.
He might put those shampoos you smell so much of, in his cabinets.
He might change the dull curtains to your favourite colour.
He might just upside down his whole world for you to take a look around and smile.
And well Simon doesn't really do girlfriends, but he might just die if it's not your yapping he falls asleep to, with your hair poking his chin and gibberish of all day long ending to a soft sweet sigh β goodnight baby.
Masterlist
"I can't understand you", that hurts more than being burned alive.
WE WERE ROBBED.
I WILL LITERALLY PUNCH THE WALL. Uncancel it you cowards. I feel betrayed.
imagine being able to say you fucked this man when he was a lieutenant AND a captain bye
HES SO HANDSOME
uhm
i don't mean to alarm any of y'all but
young barry sloane (circa early 2000s) had an eyebrow piercing
and this has got me thinking of young John Price and I just-