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DREAM STORY TIME GUYS

for today's dream we have: Homoerotic Twincest!

so!!! the dream was as if i were watching a show. the show had 2 eps and it went like this:

we have episode 1.

the story is about two twins. let's call them Twin A and Twin B. they look kinda like rin okumura from ao no exorcist, just for u guys to have a visual idea. A and B are twins, but they very much have a older brother-middle brother dynamic going on (id say younger brother but middle brother is more the vibe)

(it does end up being revealed they have a younger brother tho so i guess it's accurate but shhh spoilers for ep 2)

also as in classic shounen protag way, they don't have parents, so A is the one who takes care of them.

so yes, these twin brothers have powers. the source of these powers is a small blue crystal that takes place in their throats.

what happens is that Twin B kind of has special powers/is more powerful and Twin A wants to be more powerful. so what he tries to do is take the crystal away from B. and we have A, along with a few of his friends, going after B.

this brings me to the other cast! Twin A has a girlfriend, who is also part of the group chasing B. the other friends (i think they were 2) aren't really important lmao

so a fight breaks out! while Twin A has a group and Twin B is alone, B is still proving hard to catch. Twin A finally reaches, on the top of a high platform with some strips branching out. They fight, A tries to take the crystal, he comes really close BUT Twin B has mastered how to break down the crystal into little pieces and have it surge around his body instead of being lodged in his neck in one piece.

they keep fighting, both of them moving towards the edge of the platform, which looks down to a pretty high drop. A punches B, he kicks him, but B is too agile and he evades! throwing A to the edge of the platform, and following him. they struggle against each other, hits exchanged on the floor, UNTIL B pins A to the ground.

and now they're looking at each other, huffing breaths, A giving B a vicious glare, oozing hostility, while B has him trapped underneath him, A's leg pulled to his chest while B pushes against him.

the platform creaks under them from their weight

Twin A's girlfriend and all his friends can only stare at the exchange from afar, and the way the legs of the structure holding them start bending.

and the twins stare at each other, A raging, B solemn. and they stare, and the platform is kinda breaking and shit, its crumbling under their weight and fuck, panic rises in A, eyes widening as he tries to get B off him but B doesn't budge and the creaks under them get louder and fuck, B what are you doing, we're going to fall, get off me--

B presses their lips together.

A is stunned, he doesn’t move, while B presses further into the kiss. they separate and they share looks, longing on B and realization on A

the platform crumbles beneath them and they fall

-end of ep 1-

so the episode ends there but!! the dream was kinda interesting as in there were fandom/tumblr reactions running parallel to the show lmaooo

so like at the same time the episode was playing, next to it we had the fandom on tumblr reacting to everything as it happened. and boy did people (and me lmao) go fucking crazy with the kiss. we were all screaming bc holy shit, they KISSED and did this show fucking give us canon twincest??? it was insanity

but anyways let's move on to episode 2.

episode 2 takes place some days/week after the events of ep 1. things have cooled down after all that. they survived the fall obvs bc uh magic powers and all that

so apparently the whole im tryna kill u and taking the stone from u was a spur-of-the-moment thing, A and B are literally super cool now (gay ppl and their dramatics i guess 🙄) but yeah things are all resolved between them they're Bros (TM) again

*coughs* perhaps a bit more than bros 👀

turns out after the whole revelation and B confessing his feelings with that kiss, Twin A has recognized that yeah, he wants to kiss his brother too!!! so yeah!! they kiss now!! and fuck too i guess idk we didn’t get to see that much 😔

so yes, for ep 2 we start with A and his girlfriend in an office/workshop at the university where they study. a teacher is there but he's on his own desk working.

A and Girlfriend are sitting on a table and Girlfriend says they need to talk. also for some reason B is also there with them lmao

so well by talk Girlfriend means she's breaking up with A. she starts telling A that it's not personal, that she just realized that their thing would not work out in the long run bc, and i quote, "you have brothers whose mouths u have to feed, whose bodies you have to keep warm" AND THE LOOK TWIN A AND B HAVE GIVEN EACH OTHER WHEN SHE SAID THAT I SCREAMED

(oh girl they're keeping each other's bodies warm all right)

SO THE FANDOM'S GOING CRAZY OBVIOUSLY. bc we're all stuck between did she see kiss or did she not see the kiss. bc why would she break up with him now, after that event, WHY would she frame it like that, like girl??? what do u know?????? (guess we'll have to keep watching to find out)

so yeah that happens, and the ep ends with a flashback of A and B the day before sitting on the floor of their bedroom making out

and that’s the dream :D

stay tuned for ep 3!!! if i ever have it lmao

#that was definitely.....a dream #it was so fun thooooooo #i literally woke up all omg!!!!!!#and obv i had to share with the class #i actually had this a few days back but i never got the time to write it completely #it was literally eid morning ajdgsajkdgask #tis the magic of eid ✨#also a funny thing was that i was the one 'playing' twin b agdkdhdkdhjd #u know how in dreams u have like a character and u can see the character but u are also the character at the same time? yeah that #so i kissed twin A twas pretty good 😔#and lmao Girlfriend from the feeling of it was super supportive of their relationship hsjfhdjfhd a true ally 😔🤝#f.txt #i honestly love my dreams #yesterday i dreamt of anakin!!!! but i dont remember anything 😭😭😭#and like 2 days ago i dreamt of hayden/lorenzo #that one was about how much i wanted to fuck him adsshdgaksjd #anyways

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springtyme · 6 months

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hii!! i saw ur inbox open and was wondering if i could request this; so, imagine dad!simon (or konig idm!!) having his son / daughter see his face for the first time since they were born and theyre just kinda sitting there like :000?? hes so pretty?? while yn is just screaming in the back?? <33 have a great day n thnaks for reading x

𝐔𝐧𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞�� 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 ♡

Thank you for the request, I had such a good time writing this! I love writing dad!Simon so much! ♡ but also, ngl, the image of this big bloke wearing a mask in front of his baby seems borderline comical to me.

Simon Riley x afab!reader || Masterlist || Ghost playlist

summary: Your daughter finally sees her father's face for the first time.

word count: 2.2k

warning/tag: Mostly just dad!Simon fluff with a little hint of angst. No gendering terms are directly used for the reader, but they are pretty fem coded. It's mentioned that they were pregnant. No use of y/n.

As the soft morning light filters through the curtains of your bedroom, you slowly begin stretching your limbs and blinking away the remnants of sleep. As you slowly settle into wakefulness, you hear the screeching sound of the baby monitor on your nightstand coming to life and you feel how your heart flutters happily in your chest as a familiar sound comes through. The sweet sound of your daughter’s happy coos, accompanied by Simon’s deep, gentle voice, fill the room with sweetness.

“Morning, sweet pea,” Simon’s voice crackles through the monitor followed by the sound of your baby happily gurgling at her father and then exclaiming a little more whiny sound. “Yeah, yeah, I know you’re hungry, but we have to get you changed before we can make breakfast, lovie.”

A smile tugs at the corners of your lips as you lie there, basking in the warmth and comfort of your bed. The love and joy that echo through the monitor remind you of just how much love fills your home. It’s moments like these that make your heart swell with an indescribable sense of happiness.

Your mind wanders, and you find yourself reminiscing about the journey that brought you here.

From the moment you and Simon first met, there was an undeniable connection, a spark that ignited and grew into a love that was both fierce and tender. However, it hadn’t been that easy to convince him that he in fact was deserving of such love. He had been scared that he would mess it up, mess you up, convinced himself that he wasn’t able to make anyone happy and that he was broken beyond repair. But you had been rather insisting, and he had finally let his walls crumble and let you into his heart.

And as you had expected, all his worries had been unfounded. He is the best, most loving partner you could ever have dreamt of.

The love you share with him is a love that feels like home.

And then, the arrival of your daughter added a new dimension to your love story. From the first time you had held her tiny hand, you knew that your family was complete. Watching Simon transform into the most loving and doting father has only deepened your admiration and affection for him.

And as you lie here, reminiscing on your life, you can’t help but feel a profound sense of gratitude for the love that surrounds you.

With a content sigh, you finally pull yourself out of bed, ready to start the weekend with your little family.

As you make your way down the stairs you can hear the sound of your daughter’s laughter from the kitchen, filling your heart with warmth and you can’t help but smile and make your way towards the source of the joyful commotion. As you enter the room, the morning sun gently illuminates the kitchen, casting a soft glow over the room, and you are greeted by a heartwarming sight. Simon is standing at the stove, stirring a pot of millet porridge, your daughter’s favourite, while she is sitting in her highchair, which has been moved away from the kitchen table and closer to the counter, so she can see what Simon is doing, clapping her hands in delight.

The aroma of freshly brewed coffee fills the air, mingling with the comforting scent of the porridge. You can’t help but feel a surge of immense love and gratitude for the man who stands before you, effortlessly balancing the roles of partner and father.

Simon turns towards you. “Good morning, love,” he greets you, his eyes twinkling with warmth, the bottom half of his face covered by a black mask. He had started to wear it around the house again after your daughter had been born.

“Good morning,” you reply, your voice filled with a mix of amusement and adoration. “I see you two are having quite the breakfast party.”

Simon laughs softly and nods. “We thought we’d surprise you with breakfast in bed, but it seems that someone couldn’t wait,” he says, glancing at your daughter, who just giggles in response.

You walk over to them, planting a soft kiss on Simon’s masked cheek before planting another on your daughter’s, much chubbier, one. “Well, I can’t say I’m disappointed. This is the best way to wake up,” you say, gazing at your little family with a heart full of love.

Together you finish cooking breakfast, porridge for the baby and scrambled eggs and turkey bacon for you and Simon.

You begin to set the table as Simon picks up your daughter, supporting her with one arm as he settles her on his hip, so he can move her chair back to the table, but before he can grab the chair he stops dead in his tracks.

Your little girl has grabbed a fistful of his mask in her tiny hand. She doesn’t seem to be pulling on it, or otherwise trying to take it off him, but she also doesn’t seem to want to let go of it when Simon gently takes her hand to get her to release her grip.

“Sweetheart, please…” Simon says softly, but he trails off, a wave of emotions flickering over his eyes, but they end up having a sort of determinant look to them as they lock with his daughter’s.

You feel how your heart skips a beat as Simon lets go of her little hand to instead grip the place his mask is fastened.

With a deep breath, Simon removes the mask, revealing his face to your daughter for the very first time in her young life. You feel goosebumps rise along your arms as Simon’s features come to light. The room falls silent, and time seems to stand still.

Your daughter’s gaze is fixed on Simon, you can see a whirlwind of emotions flickering across her little face.

It’s a pivotal moment that holds the power to change everything. You can see how Simon, too, feels a mix of emotions coursing through him.

He has once mentioned to you that he was afraid that his scars would scare her, but you have had a suspicion that something else might be the reason he has kept the mask on in front of her for.

He does have a few scars from his work, but they are nowhere near severe enough to scare anyone. You do have another theory to why he has kept it on, one he hasn’t directly confirmed, but a conversation from your pregnancy has stuck with you.

He had voiced his concern that something would happen to him on the battlefield. not because he was that concerned for his own wellbeing, he knew what the risks of his job was, but because he was afraid of something happening to him, leaving you and your little one alone in the world. He had, on the whole, had many worries about becoming a father.

He had been worried that his past had broken him so severely that he couldn’t be the dad your daughter needed him to be. Like the fear he also had about you and your relationship in the beginning of it, the fear that he couldn’t be the man you deserved.

He has, in all the time you’ve known him, done everything to disprove that concern, he is the best partner you could ask for and now the most lovable dad to your little girl, but you know that he still has his concerns and that his feelings about them are valid.

You think the mask has served as a sort of safety blanket for him. Like he thought that it would be easier for you and your daughter to lose him if your little girl couldn’t remember his face, or something like that. You find that thought heart rending.

You know that his job comes with a risk, you had known it when you got together and you had known it when you married him and you had known it when you got your daughter. Losing him on the battlefield would be your worst nightmare come true. You know that he is smart, strong and capable, but you also know that there are no guarantees in war, which, to you, is just all the more reason for your daughter to know her father’s face, but you have let Simon choose for himself when he was ready for that.

But you don’t want to think about any of that right now, so you push those thoughts away, and instead let yourself be completely mesmerised by the sight before you

Your little girl focuses on his, now revealed, face, taking in every detail. Her eyes widening in surprise, curiosity, and perhaps even a hint of fear, her little mouth forming a perfect ‘o’ of surprise as she absorbs every detail of her father’s face.

“It’s just me, princess,” Simon tells her, his voice filled with a mix of amusement, nerves and an overwhelming love for his little girl. His eyes, once guarded, now shine with warmth and affection.

The confirmation of his voice is what convinces her. A wide smile spread across her little face, revealing the adorable dimples she has inherited from Simon, on her sweet, chubby cheeks. She lets out a happy squeal, as she realises that it really is her father who’s now smiling down at her, a set of dimples matching hers on his cheeks.

She giggles happily, which, to you, is the most beautiful sound in the entire world. Her little hands starting to explore Simon’s face, her tiny fingers tracing the lines and contours of it. It’s a gentle and tender gesture that speaks volumes. You watch in awe as the beautiful moment between your daughter and her father unfolds in front of you. It’s a moment you will cherish forever.

When she finally seems satisfied with her mapping of his face with her small hand, she turns her head to look over at you with an excited expression on her little face, one that conveys something along the lines of ‘you seeing this too?’ Her eyes lighting up, reflecting the genuine joy that fills her little heart.

“Yeah, baby, that’s your daddy,” you smile at her, and she lets out another happy shriek before looking back at Simon again, happily nuzzling her little face into his neck. “He’s handsome, isn’t he?” You continue as you step forward, placing a hand on her back, rubbing gentle circles over the dusty rose bodystocking that she is wearing, one that Simon picked out when he got her ready and you still laid in bed.

You look up at Simon, a soft smile on his lips as your eyes lock.

“He never wants to believe me when I tell him, but he is actually the most handsome man I know,” you say, with a playful glint in your eyes. “He’s probably the most handsome man in the whole world, actually.”

Simon chuckles, his cheeks turning slightly pink. “Oh, come on now,” he replies, his voice a mix of embarrassment and amusement.“I think you might be a bit biassed there, love.”

You shake your head, a warm smile spreading across your face. “Nah, I don’t think I am,” you state, wrapping your arms around both Simon and your little girl in his arms. “Just stating facts. I actually got the most handsome husband and the most beautiful daughter in the whole wide world.” you say with a content sigh, hugging your little family tightly.

It’s a hug that speaks volumes, conveying love, affection and acceptance. In this embrace, you know that you truly have the most beautiful family in the world.

As you finally let go of them you place a sweet kiss on your daughter’s little nose. She giggles joyfully, and you can’t help but feel an overwhelming sense of gratefulness over what a happy little girl you have. Simon seems to be thinking the same as he smiles down at her.

But your adorable little troublemaker doesn’t seem to be done with causing havoc yet.

She reaches out her tiny hand and grabs for the mask again. Simon hesitates for a moment, looking down at the fabric in his hand, the symbol of his past, before letting her have it. The mask, once a symbol of his doubts and fears, now becomes a simple toy for your daughter as she happily shakes it up and down, a cheeky grin on her little face.

You and Simon lock eyes, and then the two of you burst out in laughter.

As your laughter fills the room, a sense of pure joy washes over you. You look at Simon, his eyes sparkling with happiness, and you know in this moment, that the love and bond the three of you share is unbreakable, and it fills your heart with an indescribable warmth.

With a deep sense of gratitude and contentment, you take a mental snapshot of this beautiful moment. It’s a memory that will forever be etched in your mind, a testament to the strength of your love and the joy that radiates from your little girl.

As the laughter subsides, you gather your family close again, embracing the love and happiness that surrounds you. In this embrace, you know that you have everything you could ever need.

Your daughter’s laughter and Simon’s unwavering love fill your life with immeasurable happiness, and you couldn’t be more grateful for the beautiful family you have created.

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