simon 'ghost' riley who behind the walls and masks and secrecy, is actually not the monster those he works with - outside the 141 at least - paint him out to be.
simon who has a collection of mesmerized dad jokes that he'll pull out with the most monotone and flattest voice ever, whose eyes twinkle in mirth when you groan at him and go on a rant about how bad his humor is, who'll crack a smile and chuckle. simon who doesn't necessarily find them funny, only likes dad jokes because of the reaction he gets from others.
simon who has a soft spot for animals, especially dogs. who'll always stop to pet them, to call them 'good lass/lad' even if they're just sitting there and letting him pet them, who probably ends up getting a dog or two of his own, his black clothing laced with dog hair. he'll complain when you eventually drag him to the petting zoo, but he goes quiet when you find him surrounded by lambs, all bleating at him. and it makes your heart flutter at the image, of this large, hulking man with blood and death on his hands, gently petting a lamb, the very animal of pure innocence.
simon who doesn't like mornings and will refuse to get up if it's the weekends. oh, you're busy that day? cancel all plans because simon will roll over and wrap himself around your body and drag you underneath the blankets. he'll smile, eyes crinkling in mirth and affection, and hold you tighter when you try to wiggle free. simon who fiddles with your matching wedding band, feeling a surge of warm affection flood through him at the idea of being married to the love of his life, that this is his reality, and it's one he wouldn't change for the world.
simon who doesn't cook because he'll burn his neighborhood down, and instead opts to watch you. he'll be your guinea pig for any new recipes, and surprisingly, despite how fucking white he is, his stomach is made of steel and can handle pretty much anything. still, he'll give his honest opinion and tell if it needs more seasoning or if it's good. and while he doesn't cook, he'll do his part and clean up afterwards.
simon whose love language is acts of service and/or quality time. he's more than happy to clean up after a good meal, and he finds the other chores grounding. it's repetitive and it's familiar, and there's something safe about it, yk? and something as simple as sitting next to you or watching you cook, or even sitting outside the bathroom whilst you do your skincare makes him feel warm and happy. he just likes to be around you, even if he doesn't talk sometimes and goes nonverbal, and well follow you around like a puppy. he enjoys going with you whenever you're out doing errand runs.
simon who's a passenger princess. this mf cannot drive, so you're the one who takes up the drive. but he's a passenger princess and whenever one of the other boys come to visit, he'll literally haul them out of the seat because that's his. he won't let anyone take it, especially not when you're driving.
simon who finds life after retirement calm, who enjoys the domestic life with you. he finds comfort in the smallest things. he finds comfort in you.
Foolish: “Um, uh…bien—oh no bien, no bien! Triste! Un triste y malo (spluttering) y construcción y dificíl—es dificíl, uh—“ [Um, uh…good—oh, not good, not good! Sad! A sad and bad and construction and difficult—it’s difficult]
Quackity: “¿Dificíl? ¿A ver? ¿Me enseñas?” [Difficult? Let’s see, show me]
Guys can you imagine being any one of the demons in the room. Like you’ve just found the archangel Gabriel has hidden his memories in a fly, for some reason. Your boss Beelzebub is being weirdly gentle and chill about it. In a matter of seconds Gabriel is restored and instead of doing any expected he TURNS TO YOUR DEMON BOSS WITH THE MOST INSANE AMOUNT OF LOVE IN HIS EYES??? AND BEEZELBUB IS ACTUALLY RECIPROCATING??? BEEZELBUB?!?
LIKE. They didn’t see any of the shit we did. They had no idea that Gabriel and Beezelbub even met after the Armageddon. And now they’re TENDERLY IN LOVE?? THE FUCKING BOSSES???
For all we were shocked about ineffable bureaucracy, that must’ve been ABSOLUTELY NOTHING compared to the most intense whiplash that those demons must’ve gotten. At least the angels were already condemning of Gabriel. But it came out of fucking nowhere for the demons. I’d never recover.
it should be illegal for real bugs to come into my room as someone who has had hallucinations of bugs for years and the delusion of being infested with bugs. like come on, don’t make me doubt that my hallucinations are actually real because one real bug decided my room would be a great place to hang out
its a lot to ask but i think more people should play pirate101 for the sole fact that it gets fucked up really fast and it doesnt ever stop being fucked up. and i really enjoy it. i really enjoy people reacting to having to choose how your parents die and how you got arrested. then you have to do quests for a bunch of rats that ratbeard murdered. insane
in a meta-sense I feel like it’s unlikely the eggs come back before twitchcon since such a large chunk of the players will be gone, but personally I need them back ASAP after that so that they have time to pick out halloween costumes and go trick or treating around the server
random im realizing selena and her mystery lookalike mightve been intended to be references to serena and venus williams ..
assuming by the rest of this batch of concept icons they were supposed to appear in that mysims sports title . so they couldve very well been tennis players like serena and venus ^_^ . omg.
Watching back Beelzebub’s conversation with Crowley in episode 1 with the knowledge of episode 6 makes me realize how desperate they were to find Gabriel that they were practically begging Crowley to help them by throwing every offer they had at him.