Murderer!Simon X Fem!Reader (idea Post)

🥺He's the only one that makes my day. Someone draw him as a human rn

Sheesh

Damn I cannot wait to stop writing essays about educational topics so I can write essays about nasty sweaty monster porn.

How's everyone doing on this fine 4/20?

I know you all loved the way I wrote Simon where he's a bully. I'd like to let you all know I simply wrote my boyfriend's attitude into Simon.

And today, I came forward and I told my guy that I wrote fanfiction based on his personality combined with the infamous Simon Ghost Riley. This was hard for me because I'm so embarrassed to admit to my close friends that I write these things.

I told him that, in fact, it was my most popular fanfic rn!

You know what this smug bitch told me? Deadass?

"You're welcome. Can't help I'm so popular."

In a very monotone, uninterested tone.

Monster!König x Reader pt.2

You guys liked the first one so I'll keep going.

Warnings: tentacles, curse words. Mate mention

M!König: Who left a bundle of fish wrapped in seaweed for you one day in front of the veterinarian building. Which the desk workers stumbled upon first, with no note. So they were disgusted by it and threw it away before you could see it. And König was pissed.

M!König: Who had to catch more fish but this time, he hand delivered it to you. He made his way into the vet once again and glared down at the desk worker, specifically the one who threw away that perfectly good batch of fish.

M!König: Who, when he saw you, presented the fish once again. It was dripping on the floor, the seaweed bundle. You smiled wearily and took the fish, looking over the different kinds. You thanked him and promised you'd eat all of them, even mentioning you favored one fish species that was caught in the bundle. "I know some good recipes for these."

M!König: Who... couldn't stop staring at you. Something was clicking in his head, something he really liked. He felt his tentacles beneath his hood stir and his eyes widened a bit at the realization. When it became quiet in the lobby, you asked quietly if you could look him over to see if he was healing properly. He nodded and followed you to your office once again. Once you two were alone and he lifted his hood, you put your gloves on and reached up, moving some of the tentacles aside.

M!König: Who was deeply embarrassed when his tentacles wrapped around your hands, more than last time. He said nothing. You commented that he was healing amazingly. Without muttering a word he pulled his hood back down and left the vet. You watched, confused and missing a glove because his tentacles wouldn't let go.

M!König: Who just fucked himself over by x10. It was only meant as a thank you, but when you happily took the bundle, stating you liked the fish?? He swallowed thickly and covered his eyes. He had to ignore this, the urge to take you as his mate. You were a human, he was not, this wouldn't work. Not that he knows for sure. But the urge to give you more, to provide and show you that he could be a good mate..it's not going away.

M!König: Who felt the funny glove taste in his mouth still and pulled the glove out from his tentacles. He stared at the blue piece of latex, thoughts bubbling in his mind, but he ultimately threw the glove away, his face red.

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Vet!Reader: Who washed all the fish and wrapped them in something more sanitary to bring them home later. You'd be spending the slow parts of the day looking up other recipes for the other fish.

Vet!Reader: Who got playfully teased because the 'scary fisherman' was trying to court them. You'd only grin, looking away and typing on your phone. You then got curious and began to do some broad research on tentacle face people. And frowned when something called The Call of Cthulhu popped up, but you saved it to read for later. Maybe it could tell you more about your friend König.

A bit under the weather.

I've been feeling out of it, it's ame thing but I'll snap out sooner or later. Sorry that my updates aren't coming as my much as before.

Stay tuned, but go grab a snack or a lil drink while you wait.

I'm at 4k words rn. Should I like...split into chapters or should I post the whole thing completely?

I'm so glad to see someone else producing content for the invisible man Fandom. Is there going to be a part two?

Definitely 😊 also thank you for reposting? Or reblogging, I am still new to Tumblr so seeing that made me all giddy lol. I'll try to start posting to here and A03.

Simon x college student reader.

- Fluff (& angst which is just stressed out reader).

I wonder where the author gets her inspiration-

You walked into the apartment, dragging your booksack in and dropping it carefully on a couch. Simon looks at you from the kitchen. "Hey. How was your day-" he started to ask but you ignored him. This wasn't the first time you had.

You walk to your bedroom, lazily slip off your shoes and then strip down. You change into whatever, maybe some pajamas, maybe a large t-shirt, maybe nothing. Whatever you felt most comfortable in. Then you climbed into your blankets and cool mattress and hugged whatever pillow was closest to you.

Simon had watched the last half of this. He sighed and went to the kitchen to wash his hands. You had a shit day. He dried his hands after rinsing and walked into the room again. Your eyes were closed as he leaned onto the bed and touched your shoulder. "Love. Talk to me. C'mon."

You hummed, or groaned. But you opened your eyes and looked at him. You shook your head. "Just wanna sleep forever, and never have to think about classes or deadlines or anything or anyone..."

He knew college was draining, he knew how it sucked souls and money out of even the happiest and wealthier people. And he hated that it made you feel this way. He sat down on the bed next to you, gently brushed some hair from your face. "You're almost done aren't ya? Maybe...think about it this way. Spring break is almost here. You have a long break then. But if that's too far away, the weekend is coming up eh? Gotta keep pushing for it."

You nodded. "I know. But it's just- it's hard, Si." You pressed your face against his thigh. "I don't know."

"Mm." He nodded, threading his fingers through your hair. "You giving up?"

"No!" You looked at him. "I just need to take a break. I need to stop for a moment." You wanted to cry. You haven't cried in months and you wondered if you were broken.

Simon hummed again. "That's okay. But you can't stop in the middle of the semester. Keep going, get through these classes. Then you'll have a whole summer to rest." He stopped combing your hair. "Want some company?"

You thought about it. "Turn the fan on, then you can come back."

He smiled slightly, getting up and turning on an oscillating fan on high. It filled the room with a comforting white noise. He turned the lights off too, took his phone out and set it on the nightstand. Then he climbed into bed and settled under the blankets with you.

"Been overwhelmed lately." He mumbled, pulling you close to him. His warmth plus the cool blankets felt heavenly. "Gotta stop pushing yourself so much."

You closed your eyes and sighed. "I'm not working hard enough." You thought it was true. You felt like you were glued more to your phone than you were to your studies. Guilt ate at you lately, like a gluttonous caterpillar. But Simon's words stopped those thoughts.

"None of that." He replied, his arms wrapping around your middle and squeezing just a little. "I won't argue with you about this, not now. Why don't we just rest a little. And when we wake up, I'll cook you something. Whatever you want." He kissed your head. "Just rest love.

I got you."

Yep, I'm here.

You've probably seen me on A03. Maybe not. IF you did, then you know what I write. Enjoy your stay. I'll be around... trying to figure out how this works so bare with me.

Uncomfortable

I'm stuck in a 2 star hotel that's been repeatedly reported for nasty rooms, nasty drug heads, homeless people trying to sneak through the windows, rude staff...I'm here for two nights.

It stinks here. I'm omw to my housekeeping job and it definitely goes to show that, I KNOW I can do better than this. Dirty towels, empty toilet paper rolls, used water bottles sitting in the fridge...and I want to cry. I've peaked outof the peep hole 4 times, I've checked the windows 5 times. And I'm not even paying for it...my guy friend is, so I can't complain. And I literally have no money to my name to change any of this.

Wednesday I'll be out of here. But until then I'm stuck. In this nasty hole and smelly room. The only good thing is that Jurassic Park is playing and I still have snacks he bought me.