#c; simon

[siastars]

where; no with; @si-gh-monbones

“well, you have a kid, right? so you’ve been in love before, right? what’s that all about? what’s the deal?”

[teamdeadpoolus]

C.S.|| Smooth criminal

@haunted-angel-multimuseblog for Simon

“Dude!” The sixteen years old Wade Wilson burst into the room, panting. I have been running the whole two floors and it is showing. Droplets of sweat are showing in my forehead. “Fuck. I am so sorry I am late,” I sat down, facing the other boy “I have been on detention and that old witch Summers didn’t want to let go...” I straightened my back. “But I am here now! Let the tutorage begin.” In all honestly it wasn’t my idea. My father was seeing how poorly I do at school and decided I need tutor to pass. I didn’t even have right to choose said tutor. On the other hand - that wasn’t Simon’s fault so I was trying to be reasonably nice to him. “What are we studying again?” I asked as I leaned back at the chair.

[tooxldtorememxer-a]

It didn’t take long for the demon to catch up, having kept a sort of watchful eye on him by the table. Bringing two glasses of finer whiskey than they served in the bar here, he slipped up next to Hanibal and handed him one of the glasses. “That is not how you treat people nicely.” he tsked and sipped his own glass. “you may have hurt his fewwings.” he pursed his lips at him as he basically hoarded him towards one of the hallways that were barely used for some privacy. Even though he knew the place was all secured up with cameras and shit. // @hannibalravenwood

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               ❢ @eloquated  ❢ #cont ❢

[text] my bed is the only good thing

[text] it made sense at the time but i thought something was living on the ceiling and it was hungry

[text] literally don’t ask i can’t begin to explain the things i thought i saw

[text] advil. an anvil. whatever you think is best. 

[nataliekarkaroff]

⚡; 22. hero

“You Simon Krum” she said raising her glass at him “are my hero”

@simon-krum

[tooxldtorememxer-a]

There's a bang and a loud noise at 7 outside Simon's office.

What the devil? People knew better than to make noise and disturb the chief on an evening like this. Actually, people knew better than to not do anything else other than working! With a wave of his hand, the door slammed open and a very displeased Simon stepped outside with his hands upon his hips, eyes scanning for the source of the noise. “Okay, which one of you clumsy fuck-ups are practising ballet in my corridors?”

[tooxldtorememxer-a]

ROSALIND

“I wouldn’t say pain.” Rosalind takes a bite out of the vanilla one. “He’ll complain for a bit and then forget about it and move on to some other thing. In the end, it’s not as important as other things. Like relationships and love.”

There’s a smile. “So, what are you doing out and about? Every time I think about you I imagine you behind a desk looking grim like other demons.”

Relationships and love. now she most definitely had him lost here and he just gave a small frown before he shrugged. “Yeah, sure.” Because he had nothing to add on that point.

“Why do you think of me in such boring scenarios?” he chuckled and cocked an eyebrow as he continued to try and save the cone without smearing his clothes. “I’m not grim, i’m all coke and fun.” not that drugs lasted very long for him but still, it was fun! “But right now, i’m looking for some.. food. for my friends up in the mountains.” he gestured towards the mountain range just outside the city. “The menu isn’t what it used to be, people get picky when prisoners, people they don’t want, disappear.” he rolled his eyes at the stupid thing. “But, I am more than willing to put my plans on hold for you.” // @xmxphisto cont.

[tooxldtorememxer-a]

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[ text; sweet Robin ] Are you out walking your dogs John? [ text; Sweet Robin ] Before you ask, no. i am not stalking you. not until I saw you.