#simon whitter

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Summary Scene Report (Demo)

Dominant’s Name: Mikah Anders

Submissive’s Name: Simon Whitter

Acts Performed: Role Play (30), Hand Contact (5), Light Bondage (20), Paddle 10 (20), Aftercare (20)

Points Earned: 95

Summary Link: Demo

An excellent demonstration, Mr. Anders. You and Mr. Whitter will receive 95 points each.

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Paragraph Scene Report

Dominant’s Name: Mikah Anders

Submissive’s Name: Simon Whitter

Acts Performed: Foreplay (10), Anal Penetration (30), Aftercare (20) 

Points Earned: 60

Scene Link: X

A fine report, Mr. Anders. You and Mr. Whitter will each receive 60 points.

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Meme Response #51

Title: Dream of Me 

Author(s): Bex

Character(s) Involved: Simon Whitter

Word Count: 

Trigger Warning(s): N/a

Genre(s): meme response

Summary: What are your dreams?

The sun peaked through the billowing curtains, Simon stirring in the bed. He could feel the weight of an arm around him, making him smile. He loved waking up to morning likes this. Mornings of being held by his sir. His hand reaching up, he could feel the leather of his collar on his neck, making his smile grow even more. He knew he’d have to get up, as the kids would be up soon. Slipping from his Dominant’s arms, he made his way down stairs in his sweats and start breakfast. Right on his heels were the twin, they were 3 and look so much like his sir, his lover. Kissing their foreheads, Simon set their plates down that held their pancakes just as the halls filled with soft whimpers. Simon made his way to the source, picking up the newborn and rocking him so as he carried him out to the kitchen. By then, his love was sitting with their girls, playing and eating with him. Simon smiled to him, surrendering their son over to him so he could fix a bottle. All the kids were by surrogate but they loved them as if they were their only parent’s. His eyes turning up to look to his sir… Gasping awake, Simon looked around. It was only a dream, a dream he wished one day would come true. 

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Meme Response #51

Title: Different

Author(s): Bex

Character(s) Involved: Simon Whitter

Word Count: 216

Trigger Warning(s): N/a

Genre(s): meme response

Summary: What are you most ashamed of?

Really, some things make more sense to be ashamed of but what Simon was ashamed of, wasn’t something he felt was all that normal. His mark, who he was suppose to be. It made him feel like he wasn’t truly part of his family. yes his father was a submissive and his mother a dominant, but he still felt as if something was wrong with him, something he should be ashamed of. All of his sisters but one had been marked and they were all Dominants. Everyone of them. How was he to take that? They all were always reassuring him that they still saw him as their big brother and nothing would change despite his mark. Simon still took it all to heart. He wanted to be more like them, not to be the black sheep of the family. When he had had times at home, he’d hide his mark, not wanting it to show, to only make him feel less like he belonged. He work his mark in shame when he was home. When at the academy and even at Orenda, he’s not so ashamed of it because he’s not alone though. Its only in moments where he’s on his own that Simon feels the shame deep in him for something he couldn’t control. 

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Meme Response #48

Who: Simon Whitter & NPC

Prompt: Who was your first love? 

Heart pitter, pattering in his chest. It only beated faster and slower as he saw them move through the crowd. Simon wouldn’t breathe, too scared to be caught and seen. His best friends grinning and nudging him. One glance was all it took that day though. One glance and it seemed they were stuck.

Simon grinned as the boy took a seat by him. He was shy but only the ways that made Simon grin and push for more. He didn’t care if he was a submissive and so was this other boy. All he knew was he had him smiling and laughing. They couldn’t be together, it wasn’t in the cards for them. His ebony hair was something that Simon came to love and to play with. Running his fingers through his hair, he took the boy’s hand.

Away from the world, away in their own world, they kissed as the rain fell. It was love it was real and it was all he wanted, but the marks on their wrist took it all from them. The moments they had were wiped clean and the love they shared was gone, all in a moment. His heart stopped pittering and pattering. It stopped, everything stopped the day they were pulled from each other’s arms.

Time was all he had for him and with time, the pain dulled but the love and want for him, that would never fade. Simon would always love him, for now one ever gets over their first love.