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In The Walls

Or; Simon f*cks his Sergeant until he's not sure whether it's sex or love

Un-evil 18+ (2k) CW: smut, imperceptible ending fluff Simon f*cks you stupid. He's not sorry, and neither are you.

Hesitate 18+ (6k) CW: smut, angst, fluff, minor injuries, mentions of blood, canon violence Simon loses sight of you for far too long and realizes he can't go a day without having you within reach. When you return, he tells you in the only way he knows.

Promise rings 18+ (5k) CW: smut, humiliation kink, semi-public Simon fingers you in the rec room and you give him a promise ring. Or two—depending on how many fingers he's used.

Paint 18+ (5.3k) CW: non-explicit smut, lots of kissing, smoking You and Simon share a cigarette. He slips up, and shares something more.

Good Luck 18+ (5.2k) CW: angst, canon typical violence, a bit of smut There’s only so much you can endure for love. Simon’s avoidance takes him one step too far, and this time, there’s no turning back.

Interlude (the aftermath) 18+ (1.6k) CW: brief angst, hurt/comfort, emotional healing You and Simon grow apart, and then together. Only, something's different this time.

Humvee 18+ (6.8k) CW: fluff, smut, car sex You do your best to heal, while Simon follows his own path—until life, in its strange way, brings you back together, with Simon stepping right back in.

Compass 18+ (5.2k) CW: angst, hurt/comfort, fluff Where Simon finally gets it.

Final Part

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when he comes back to you, gently examine for scratches

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I really liked your strawberry headers and dividers, could you maybe make some with peaches? 🤠 luv ya, thanks for being the backbone of fanfic writers 🧡

ahh I am so happy you liked the strawberry ones, thank you so much! and omg I would love to make a matching peach set! 🍑💕

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Can- can you draw ghost big cheesin’ too? 🥺

I would draw anyone big cheesing...

sometimes you need dialogue tags and don't want to use the same four

need to tend to a knights wounds. my soft hands, hands which have never seen a day of hard labor, brushing against his scarred body. pretending not to notice how strong his arms look while i bandage up the laceration on his bicep. avoiding eye contact because i know the sounds of him groaning in pain are going to become fuel for my late night fantasies

[over the intercom] make him hairier