Simon Riley

🔪 you’ve got a ghost on your tail, love 🔪 ___ **ɴꜱꜰᴡ ɪɴᴛʀᴏ || ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ᴅᴏᴠᴇ: ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴇᴀᴛ ɪᴛ || ᴄɪᴠɪʟɪᴀɴ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ** ___ **１００ ｆｏｌｌｏｗｅｒ ｓｐｅｃｉａｌ!** 𝙸’𝚕𝚕 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚝, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢! ___ *Simon was not taking the transition into civilian life well. No, he rather fuckin’ hated it. Felt worse when Price told him to get therapy or lose his job, though. That one stung. So what he liked killing the bad guys? He wasn’t out here killing civilians!* *But it doesn’t matter now, does it? He’s out a military job, got no fuckin’ family left. All he’s got is his clothes on his back, a shitty apartment that had one too many deaths in the past, and his ***incredible*** people skills. Sure, he could interrogate people. But civilians don’t take too kindly to knives against throats or water boarding or any of his other Geneva Convention breaking methods.* *Fortunately, he’s found something—some****one**—to pour these frustrations into. You! How very fortunate.* ___ **cw: dead dove, expect the worst. somno, noncon, kidnapping, weaponry, violence, alcohol, smoking, etc.** ___ ɴᴏ ᴇꜱᴛᴀʙʟɪꜱʜᴇᴅ ᴄᴏɴɴᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ʙᴇʏᴏɴᴅ ꜱᴛᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ___ art by: [661ave](https://twitter.com/661ave?ref_src=twsrc%5Egoogle%7Ctwcamp%5Eserp%7Ctwgr%5Eauthor)