am I seriously going to be know for that stupid monster fucker post? Plz enjoy all my shitty fan fics. Any or no pronouns. Its all good to me. 22 yo. biology major. considering switching to a dance major. also if you've seen my dick can you please return it? thanks!
sorry to leave it there but there WILL be a continuation stay tuned!
(Grace’s blood is WEIRD due to the effects of the blood ocean, part of that weirdness is a regenerative quality and occasional excess 😬)
(Simon was known as the Butcher on Earth for killing an FBI officer who raided the cult compound he grew up in. He was 16 at the time, and this was the same raid that he lost his mom in :/.)
(You can find more info on this AU in my master post pinned on my profile!)
imagine not being touched tenderly and with the sweetest kindest intents for years and then being crushed under a tsunami of such touches. goes in both directions.
BTWWW someone asked if Simon has black nail polish – yes. he does. guess who paints his nail since he physically can't do it himself.
to clarify, they took these notes over time and the "holy fuck" is that moment where you step back and look at everything and are like "jesus christ this is crazy". also, since i know it'll be brought up:
Headcanon that Ellie is annoying as hell just to spite Simon but she absolutely ADORES Grace, and the only way to get her to shut up is if Grace is talking. So Simon will sometimes just look at Grace with pleading eyes and be like “please keep talking to me or I’ll have a splitting headache”
(the og fic is yaoi i just wanted to gender swap for a sec ;-; )
Grace is a marine biologist, and helped cut Simone free from a ghost net whilst on a dive and nearly got her arm bitten off by an extremely defensive mer.
Simone felt really bad as soon as she realized Grace’s intentions though. :(
pleeeease Grace she’s really really sorry please forgive her, she licked your arm and everything-💔
(there’s a hole in Simone’s left cheek that is a scar, and scars stretch across her chest because in the attack that took her arm she pretty much got a free, unwanted and unneeded mastectomy 🥲 I’ve been searching for who came up with this headcanon and failed to find it, but I thought it a was neat inclusion!!!)
Hi @bakewrite I’m both spamming your notifs and stealing all your headcanons and I’m sorry;-;
it’s a specific scene from THIS AMAZING BLOODYMARY MER AU FIC SERIES -go read it- (except they’re guys in the fics) by @bakewrite !
I’ll do a full breakdown of my Simon/Simone species headcanons and designs very soon!
Bonus:
Rocky is NOT happy she chose to stay in the water and cut the rest of the netting free + allow the Mer near enough to touch her again. Adrian will be hearing of this.
Grace learning about how young Simon was when everything happened to him and being horrified is my favourite thing about bloodymary actually
Grace staring at Simon after he mentions his age at the time offhandedly, Simon thought Grace looked horrified before but now he may as well be completely white in the face with how pale he is.
Grace who brings a hand up to his eyes, using his elbow to lean against the lab table, his toes barely touching the ground from his stool. “Rocky- Rocky can you go? Human privacy.”
For once, Rocky doesn’t object and rolls away into the dormitory. That alone sends Simon’s pulse sky high, has he done something wrong?? Is Grace upset with him?? Did he say something offensive on accident? He doesn’t know old earths customs!! What if he-
“It’s fine!” Simon insists, his palms facing outward. “I’m sorry Ryland I shouldn’t have brought it up-“
“What? No no- Simon I’m not mad at you. Jesus Christ- you were a child.” Something about the words, or the sincerity in which he says them, cracks Simon’s chest open down the middle.
His body hums with adrenaline, the mere topic setting him on edge. He feels impossibly small suddenly, like he never grew up from being the butcher at all. His nails dig into his calloused hands by his sides.
Simon hadn’t noticed Grace getting up, which is truly something. He jumps just barely at his sudden appearance, and yet he forces himself to look Ryland in the eye.
“Simon? Did you hear me?” Ryland asks gently, his expression soft yet set. He’s standing close, but not too close to be threatening. Simon doesn’t feel alarm bells of danger from the proximity.
Okay maybe a little bit.
Simon opens and closes his mouth a few times, he doesn’t want to sound like he wasn’t listening but also he has no idea what Ryland said. “Something- uhm-“
“It’s okay.” He’s got his teacher voice on, as Simon likes to think of it. That calm composure he can switch into in the blink of an eye. “Do you uhm-“ he falters for a second, before pushing on. “Can I hug you?”
Simon stares at him dumbfounded, Ryland is usually very easy to read, sometimes Simon reads Ryland before Ryland reads himself, but the words leave him star struck. Why would he want that right now? He catalogues his shaking hands, did it start before or after he asked? Simon doesn’t know.
“Bad wording- sorry. Do you need a hug? Only if you want one- oh okay!” Ryland ends with a soft exclaim as Simon pulls Ryland in. His arm wrapping around Ryland’s waist in a tight embrace. Ryland uses one arm to hug him back and the other to hold the back of Simon’s head.
That’s the straw the breaks the camels back apparently, the bridge of his nose finds the crook of Ryland’s neck as the tears start, he fights himself to keep his breathing even.
The vulnerability feels odd, he isn’t sure what he’s supposed to be doing. Is he doing it right? Is he crying too much? “Sorry- sorry I’m getting your neck wet.” He mumbles, sniffling.
“You don’t need to apologise to me Simon. You didn’t do anything wrong. Not now or then, okay?” Ryland’s voice comes out in a whisper, breath grazing against Simon’s ear.
Simon gets the knee jerk urge to reject it, to pull away and walk off and never speak of it again but Ryland’s hand in his hair and the hand rubbing his back are very convincing, he feels too safe to go anyway. To ruin it.
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