asleep;
pairing: simon ‘ghost’ riley x gn!reader
word count: 378
warning: fluff
note: never played the game. dont know jack shit. i just have tall people wearing masks kink.
summary: your housemate ghost fell asleep on the sofa with paint on his face and you help.
You went home to silent snoring coming from the sofa. It was your 6’3 housemate Simon Riley, curled up against his duffel bag, recently arrived home from whatever job he has.
Sometimes he’d be missing for weeks, sometimes months, and one time it was a year and a half. Three months into that year and a half absence, an extremely handsome man came knocking on your front door and hands you an envelope full of cash, saying “He said this is for rent.” before just walking away.
The man was full of mysteries, telling you funny stories about his unnamed friends when he got tipsy, having random knives on him when you needed something to be cut, scoffing at the TV when they have bad trigger discipline in movies and tv shows.
But at this very moment, he looks like an ordinary man. An ordinary man with ordinary black paint around his eyes. You know, normal people stuff.
You went upstairs and quickly grabbed your makeup remover, cottonballs, and a couple cotton swabs. You debated whether micellar water would be better, but whatever it is around his eyes seemed industrial strength.
It was a miracle that he didn’t wake up at all. Only swatting your hands away once or twice, muttering “Fuck off, Soap.”
Admiring your clean and stealthy work, you smiled to yourself and wonder what else you can get away with while he’s knocked the fuck out on the couch.
You brought down your whole tray of face products. It’s a sin to skip washing his face entirely, but you feel this is the micellar water’s turn to shine. So you start there.
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You got startled awake the next day, someone had shoved you in your sleep. The first thing you saw was Simon Riley looming over your bed, his large body preventing sunlight from hitting your face and your whole upperbody.
“Why the fuck does my face feel nice.”
What.
Blinking sleep away from your eyes for a couple seconds as you stared at his face, you can tell he was miffed. But there’s also something else there that you can’t place.
“If it feels nice then why did you wake me up?” You squinted at him.
“Because I want it to keep feeling nice.”
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We as a people do not put enough respect on Corey Dorris’s ability to go from the heart breaking
“Paul let me die I can’t live in a world without my daughter” in tgwdlm to
“If only Stephanie, if only” when his daughter says he’s killing her in NPMD
The RANGE your fav could never
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screenshot..redraw.,,,
i finished this super quick because good omens and its fandom has reignited my love for drawing and I'm so thankful for that, I was in such a hellish stupor for so long and now I'm really happy with how my art is progressing, so yeah thank u my lovely supporters (and bee and gabe lol) ( ꈍᴗꈍ) 💕💕
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this blog is fucking amazing. absolutely love it man. this is the most incredible gimmick blog i've ever seen i think. like holy shit. this fucking rocks dude. so many neat critters and so many. tumbler posts. fuck yeah. it's so neat to me that this is an idea someone had. and like you're just doing this huh. neat as fuck.
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Common name: Soldier fly
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You ever just get off of work and think about Jiang Cheng and about how random civilians yap on and on about how he’s mean and cruel. Yet for all their rumors and hissed words, Jiang Cheng has a thriving sect that cares deeply for him and is trusted greatly?
Like he was what, 16? When his parents died and he was left alone and traumatized from the Wen’s torture and his brother was missing and his sister was hidden away for her safety. And he marched across the land and was so charismatic, so capable, so full of confidence (fake or otherwise) that cultivators who had no reason to trust or give a damn about him, where willing to follow him through war.
There’s so many rumors flying around about him being this nasty cruel man, yet his sect is filled with people who go rushing after him. Who have faith in him when he says not to say anything about his claim of Mo Xuanyu being WWX. Who are trusted by Jin Ling, who adores his uncle so much, to watch Zidian and return it to him. Who willingly skip around after Jin Ling in fake Jin robes to watch for him.
That’s not a sect that’s under a cruel and harsh leader. That’s not a sect that fears their leader. Jiang Cheng couldn’t have gotten where he is, if he was half of what the rumors say he is. He can be ruthless, yes, but when he loves he loves so fucking deeply. And by the fact of the sheer number of people who joined his sect and raised their kids under his protection, it’s so clear that that love extended to his new sect.
Anyways the secret to Jiang Cheng is that he loves and loves and loves and loves.
And loves.
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