#I've been sitting on this rant for a while

[imsofreakingtired]

YK WHAT.. i have been wondering.. have you ever thought about the serious characters in arcane dealing with reader with a similar personality as deadpool? (i rlly wanna know how would sevika or vi react lmao)

so i've never seen Deadpool, but i searched up his mbti and apparently he's an ENTP? so here are some Sevika x ENTP!reader headcanons :)

Sevika x ENTP!reader

**based on external research (i spent 15 minutes looking at istp x entp memes.)

every day is a constant challenge of you attempting to fluster Sevika and Sevika being utterly unfazed (she is dying on the inside.) one day your own plan backfires on you trying tease her—you’ve got her backed against a wall, holding the lapel of her coat, pulling her close: when she suddenly grabs your arm, turns you around, pushes you against the same place where she was a second ago. smirks as she watches you absolutely lose your shit

she lowkey encourages your daily chaotic evil schemes. will always pretend to disapprove of them but follows begrudgingly, ready to swoop in and clean things up if you run yourself into a deeper problem than intended. 

“hey ugly rat” (sevika) “hey hideous goon” (you) (this is your love language.) (you are both simps for each other but would never never admit it)

she keeps you grounded when you start to fly off the handle.  

she is also exasperated by your tendency to make jokes out of every situation. like one time you get into a really bad fight and she finds you bleeding out in the street. damn near dies of a heart attack at the ripe age of 41. as she’s patching you up you laugh weakly and crack a joke and she just shoots you a death glare, which is all you need to see to realize just how badly you scared her. 

modern au: you both have a taste for the spontaneous. you’re both repulsed by routine and feeling controlled. entp!reader x Sevika dating includes: not going to the same food place twice. escape rooms. rage rooms (she got banned from three and counting from taking things too far). martial arts classes (she also gets banned from those).

she calls you dumbass (affectionate) and darling (condescending.) 

whenever you start ranting or go off on a tangent in the middle of a tight situation she’ll snap “get to your point.” 

but on quiet days when you want to just ramble to her she’ll sit and listen (or at least pretend to) while she fixes her arm or rolls a cigarette

you are always late to every appointment. she is always early. she starts telling you to meet her half an hour earlier than the designated time. 

you like to team up with Jinx to bully her 

she cackles at the dad jokes you came up with to be ironic

her favorite time of day is when you’re falling asleep in her arms because that’s the one time you’re quiet and soft and let your guard down. it’s rare to see you vulnerable without your joking exterior and she’s filled with this desperate urge to protect you from everything 

you like to pick really dumb fights with her for fun: Sevika: that’s it. I’m not having a stupid argument with you anymore. You: water is not wet Sevika, whirling around: how the FUCK is water not wet?? It’s water—

you are chronically bored. she is chronically tired. this results in you sometimes waking her up at 3 in the morning trying to cook a recipe you saw online or start an ambitious obstacle course project in the living room and she just stands in the doorway trying to decide if it’s worth getting mad or just going back to sleep. 

she’ll drag you away from fighting someone in the last drop who insulted her, but then she’ll turn around and destroy anyone who hit on you 

this is the canon event of how the two of you got together: Sevika: did you just flirt with me? You: have been for the past two years, but thanks for noticing. 

you always get thrown into Stillwater. she always bails you out. it’s gotten to a point where she just hears about a scuffle or a robbery in Topside, goes straight to Stillwater, and waits for you to be hauled in. she then just bails you out and takes you back home without a word. “Sev, before you get mad, I SWEAR this time it was them–” “No.”

also: Sevika: what the hell happened here?! You: well, first of all, I was just minding my own business— Sevika: *slams fist on the table* BULLSHIT You: I WAS!!

on days when she is stressed out, dragged down by the workload, stuck in her head too much, you always know the best way to up her mood—you’re the only person in the world who can make her crack a smile, even on the worst days.

basically, this image would sum up your dynamic:

notes: omg might be fun to make this a series, send in your mbti type if you're interesting in seeing more sevika x mbti headcanons!

[femboywizard]

✨Nordic-inspired Galinda Headcanons ✨

All I've been able to think today is Gelphie getting together post canon, and moving into a quieter part of the upper uplands. Just having a bit of happiness after so much tragedy. So here are some little things about them cohabiting post-wizard.

It's a Frottica-style house, in that it is built in their architecture, open floorplan, one floor only, long house. Galinda's mothers are the ones who have it made, outside the city proper enough that they can have some much-needed privacy, but close enough they can visit at the drop of a hat and keep both in their toes.

Entering the house the first thing one would notice would be the bright pink, and the floor-to-ceiling bookcases. The floor and walls are wood and stone, as is the ceiling, so it was very neutral, something Galinda fixed with pink drapes and pink rugs. They are all in different shapes, patterns, textures, and shades of pink. (Galinda will swear to it that there's a pattern, Elphaba has been trying to find said pattern for five years with no success)

Their “kitchen” if you even could call it such, Elphaba certainly took a while, consists of a singular counter space, pots, pans, and cutlery hanging from the ceiling above their firepit, and a stone stove that runs on wood. The stove only exists because Elphaba refused to cook on the firepit - it is not “appropriate for baking” despite it never going wrong when she did try - and despite being very capable she still asks Galinda to light it for her if she wants to bake something. This leads to her having no counter space because Galinda is now sitting on it and holding the bow for her to stir.

The entire thing is a fire hazard, surrounded by the pink fluffy rugs and Galinda's insistence the solution is just not spilling anything. Whenever they get visitors, Elphaba will go on a rant over how much of a fire hazard it is, while Galinda tries not to grin. Every time she brings home a new rug Elphaba wordlessly lifts whatever one of the furnitures is in the way so Galinda can place it on her mosaic.

They converted the big bathroom into a bathroom and a sauna, Galinda insisted despite it being too hot for a sauna on the upper uplands in most days. Until winter comes it houses all of Elphaba’s alchemy equipment. The bathroom and - specifically - their tub have better and faster pipes than even their drinking water.

The fenced area in the back where people usually keep their animals in for the winter is instead a precarious pile of all of Galinda's suitcases, whenever it rains it dangles with the wind.

Elphaba has her working table half pressed against one of the bookcases, it is so piled on with books it camouflages with the shelves. There are so many that Galinda is distressed even by looking at them, but she makes sure to pin little notes with reminders for Elphaba. Once her mothers borrow a book and Galinda is horrified at receiving it back with a loopy note attached “While my calves do look amazing in any position, daughter of mine, I have an inkling those weren't meant for me.”

They used to have a dining area, but one day, not long after they moved in, Galinda insisted on them not being boxed inside during such a pretty spring day. She does love the wind. Their dining table has not left the yard since. Whenever Elphaba insists it is too hot Galinda carries the table into a different tree shade with a “There!” and her brightest smile. To which Elphaba's lips twitch, only giving a “It’s great” in response after teasing Galinda with her silence for a clock tick longer. It never fails to make Galinda blush.

Elphaba claims she's not doing this just to see her carrying the furniture for her, but Galinda is pretty certain that is how Liir was conceived.

At a corner there's a huge bed with entirely silk bedding, even the blankets are carefully surrounded and engulfed in silk. Galinda does not fuck around when it comes to Elphaba's braids. There is one pillow in the center of the bed, and many many more all over their floor, in little groups with cushions and blankets, but they never make their way back to their bed.

Outside they have a little garden, initially, it was for alchemy and potion materials. They do so need those for Galinda's sleep tinctures and Elphaba's experiments. By the end of their first year there Galinda had it overflowing by growing Elphaba's favorite tea leaves.

Whenever Galinda has to leave on business Elphaba is always wearing her clothes when she's back, and knowing it never fails to make Galinda run home faster back to her. (her clothes are more revealing than Elphaba's and the idea of there being even an extra inch of green skin exposed and she isn't there kissing it is a crime)

[monkeypretzel]

In MST3K canon, Mike Nelson promised Tom Servo and Crow that he wouldn’t leave the Satellite of Love without them. and he didn’t. After it crashed, they lived together in a half-bath garden apartment on the bus line and watched bad movies because they wanted to, on Earth.

In canon, Joel Robinson of a thousand years in the future casually mentioned that his Tom Servo and Crow (because I guess it doesn’t matter how many of them there are, they’re interchangeable now according to the Word of God) are floating around in space with nowhere to go, since Dr. Erhardt pulled the Satellite of Love (that I guess never crashed) back through time while Tom and Crow were out on a space walk, because Dr. Kabahl told Kinga and Max they needed a third Test Subject.

This leads me to two conclusions:

One: Do not ever let me see anyone who thinks that the Season 13 storyline is funny and great and fantastic also bitch about how bad the Season 8 storyline was, because you know something? Season 8 is Shakespeare in plot and pace compared to Season 13��s monkeys with typewriters spewing shit like I summarized above; and 

Two: Hands down Mike Nelson is more of a father, and a goddamn better one, than Joel Robinson ever was to those bots. This is not up for debate.

[ancientstone]

As we enter the Retail Hell time of year, I thought I would put together a list of ways you can help retail workers and make their lives a little easier.

1. Not interested? Leave it be!

People are great at telling kids this (looking no touching!), but adults do not lead by example. This isn't to say you can't pick things up unless you're 100% certain you're going to buy it, but I don't think people realise how much they browse with their hands. I very often watch customers walk around absently picking at things with no real interest.

Trying not to do this means workers aren't constantly having to straighten out displays, as messy displays indicate a messy shop, which puts buyers off, meaning it's drilled into us to keep the place clean. It also means at the end of the day there is less to do so we can go home quicker.

2. Don't grab the one in the middle

If there is something hanging up or on the shelf, and you're curious what the item looks like, take the one off the end. It is so much easier to put back neatly. Taking something from the middle usually means (especially with clothes) that it doesn't go back in properly without a lot of faffing, which most people can't be bothered to do and leave for workers to sort out.

3. Put it back where it came from (or ask!)

You would be horrified at how people leave changing rooms. I've seen clothes screwed up on the floor, flung over random rails, and have even found a bikini sanitary sticker stuck to the mirror.

If you can remember where something goes and you are able to do so, please put it back. Even if it's not entirely correct, I promise it's a thousand times easier for me to mildly adjust something than it is to walk out the changing room with a giant armful of clothes or stomp across the store because it got abandoned in a random spot.

If you don't remember where it came from, please ask! We can direct you! More often, you'll probably find retail workers offer to take it back for you - please take this offer! It means we can put it straight back exactly as it needs to be, and saves us a tidying job later. If you need help to put something back (e.g. you're in a wheelchair and can't reach), again ask and we will be happy to help!

4. Be Patient

It's a busy time of year and that can often mean workers are stretched thin. Please queue patiently at the tills. Please understand we can only go so fast. Please don't interrupt if we are clearly helping someone else. Ultimately, please remember that we are human too and have worked long hours multiple days in a row.

5. Check closing times

A lot of people feel that they can come in and start browsing five minutes from closing time. How this is handled will vary from store to store, but coming in at this time often means people messing up what we just tidied and stops us from going home.

Also, a lot of shops will do their cashing up in the last hour, especially near the end. Once the cashing up is done, cash payments are not likely to be accepted. If you are going to do last minute shopping before closing time, bring your cards with you.

6. Be Black Friday/Saturday savvy

I'm not in the US and I can't say this is true for every store, but for some Black Friday is treated as the midwinter sale. Again, I can't speak for everyone, but where I work we will be in Black Friday prices at least a week beforehand, if not longer.

Repricing takes time, often multiple days depending on how much stock there is to get through, and unless a brand forks out for their staff to do discounting the night before after closing time, there's a good chance that prices will be down earlier than that. The Thursday is probably a good bet.

Also, on these days it gets very busy very quickly. If you're adamant to do Black Friday shopping in person, be prepared to get there early. Of the two days, Friday will be the quietest as there will still be people working, but the Saturday will be manic.

7. Give your kids headphones

If you plan to either give or use a device to occupy your child at some point during your shopping trip, even if it's just offering them your own phone, for the love of god buy some kiddie wireless headphones.

This is included for the white noise as well. Because holy hell, people do not understand volume control. I have been one side of the store and able to hear every word of Peppa Pig coming from the other side. It disturbs the entire shop, and is especially frustrating when these customers spend a long time in the store, because we, the retail workers who cannot escape, have to listen to nursery rhymes and stormy rain noises and whatever else for however long it takes for things to be browsed, tried on, discussed, and bought.

We hate it when people play tiktoks in public. Also hate cocomelon in public.

8. Understand why your children are bored and misbehaving

Parents do not realise how awful shopping is for kids.

You are going to different stores, but cannot pick which ones you go into. Your parents are touching things, but you cannot touch them. Your parents are buying things, but you can't have anything. Stay still in this spot with nothing to do. Don't move away. Follow me exactly. Be quiet. Don't be hungry, thirsty, or need the toilet.

The result? Misbehavior and embarrassed, flustered parents! Rinse and repeat several times and now shopping is the Dreaded Activity that parents hate (feel judged, feel like bad parents) and kids loathe (get told off, nothing nice happens)

Suggestion: Give them a list of things to find (a pink jacket, black shoes with laces, a bag of pasta, a purple notebook), ask for their input (do you think Uncle James would wear something like this?), let them safely explore a little (can you go up this aisle and get the flour?), give them the bag to hold, literally think of anything to engage your kid! And understand that if you are out all day, then they are probably getting tired! Have regular breaks! Let them rest!

When kids are wound up, bored, and under-stimulated, they seek things out to do. In my store, that usually manifests in them climbing onto the displays where the mannequins are. I always have to step in (risking the wrath of parents who don't like their children being told off), because this is not safe. There are a lot things that can hurt kids in shops. You will find companies cheap out when fitting stores, resulting in things not being made to withstand the weight of a six-year-old.

Stands are wobbly. Rails will tip over. Here in the UK, a boy was literally killed when a mirror fell on him. By figuring out ways to help keep your kid engaged and happy, you reduce the likelihood of them misbehaving and potentially getting hurt.

What a happy note to end on...

Thank you for coming to my TedTalk. Fellow retail survivors, feel free to add with more advise!

[serpentinegraphite]

So, first off, this is not an attempt to kink shame (dubcon and noncon are great!) but I do keep seeing a thing in fics (I do NOT see this irl in kink spaces nearly as often) where like. A character will interrupt the flow of the scene to check consent

And I don't mean in an "are we still green?" Or "what's your color?" kind of way, but I mean. The author has tagged the fic and indicated via prose and/or author notes that they are doing their Due Diligence to make sure this fic is Righteously Consensual from top to bottom, No Question About It

And a character will ask for full sexual consent either directly or indirectly or renegotiate the boundaries of the kinks being practiced AFTER the sex acts have already begun.

Here's the thing: horny brain isn't great at making decisions! irl in kink spaces, there's often a lot of emphasis on negotiating BEFORE the scene begins, perhaps even with a space between negotiation and the scene if it's with a new/unfamiliar partner (maybe it's a few minutes while things are set up, maybe the partners negotiate a day or more in advance! It depends!), and not changing the parameters of the scene after someone is already horny or god forbid already in subspace.

Again, these are perfectly fine rules to break in fiction, when the author is aware of it (most characters are not going to be fully familiar with safe, sane, consensual practices and the traffic light system, nor would we want them to be!) but I'm increasingly finding fics where the author DOESN'T seem aware, which takes a normal fic (in-character, with reasonable but perhaps even somewhat dubious practices, which the author isn't emphasizing or preaching about) into Red Flag Territory (a character, OOC, yanking me out of the scene to behave like a PSA about consent instead of conforming to the horny tone of the scene, and perpetuating unsafe practices anyway)

If you are writing a master manipulator or someone who wants to have a gotcha, you totally said it was okay on a character they are trying to bone (which is well in the realm of non/dubcon) that's fine! This PSA is not aimed at you. But if you are trying to write someone who Cares Strongly About Consent, then perhaps be more aware of when is an appropriate time to escalate the situation (sexually speaking) or ask for consent!

[blackbutler-readerinsertsandjunk]

tomorrow is my first day back to work and I'm a lil nervous

I haven't been able to get anything written for here bc I've been trying to get a couple other things written (updating my Bill Cipher redemption fic and starting a Gyutaro x reader x Daki because I make poor life choices)

but I'm on light duty for a month, basically just sitting at the register checking people out, unable to do any stocking or anything bc I'm not allowed to lift anything over 15 pounds so I can't lift totes, bend much, or reach much, so I'm allowed to bring something to do in between customers... maybe I'll get some writing done? I feel as if I'll be slacking off bc that's how my brain works

but you know what, I kill myself for that store normally, I don't work full time simply because I can't afford medical insurance if I did, but even working only part time I give my all while I'm there, I'm not someone who slacks off. so if I'm healthfully and approvedly permitted to slack off and take it easy for a month, I guess I'll take it (... plus, I mean, I'll still be working, just light duty, it's not like I'll show up and get paid to do ABSOLUTELY NOTHING, I'm still gonna be ringing out customers)

ANYWAY MY POINT IS-

get those last requests in! after I get home from work tomorrow, I'll be closing the askbox and won't open it back up till this batch is finished and I swear I mean that this time 😂

[illogicallylogicalthoughts]

Have I forgotten you somewhere before?

Ahoy.

Did you know that I don't actually know any of you?

I don't mean that to enforce distance.

I mean, I don't actually remember all, or, really, any of you.

At best, when I wake up in the morning, I don't know the shape of my own face until I see it, let alone anybody else's. I don't even remember what my brother's face looks like, and I'm sitting next to him as I'm writing this.

On here, the only things I see are shifting colors and letters.

I've forgotten more people than I've met. I feel a kind of grief for that.

How many of you have been here since the beginning, if at all? How many of you remember me before the reef tank post? How many of you remember how many names I went through before I disabled my list?

How many of you remember a talk we had together?

How many of you remember a time I told you something about me?

How many of you have known me, befriended me, seen me every day on the dash, and watched me drift away and away and away as I lose you in the notifications and the posts and the name changes and the deactivations and the deaths and the blocks and the unfollows?

How many of you are actually reading this? How many of you are actually real? How many of you aren't just numbers and lines of code?

Who are you?

Please.

I'm sorry I forgot you.

And if I haven't and we've only just met, then I'm sorry if I forget you after.

Somebody new or somebody old, anybody at all, if you want, introduce yourselves. If I forgot you or you forgot me, I want to hear about what you thought of me.

If you've only just met me, somehow, somewhere, near or far wherever you are, I'd like to hear more about you, whatever you want to share. What you eat, what you've seen, what you wish you could, what you wish you hadn't. Anything.

Hi.

I'm Bis.

I go some places and come from others. I don't remember much about anything. Not a day before I was twelve, anyways, and I've been on this site for quite some time.

Why my name is Bis is something I've almost forgotten myself, if only because remembering makes my nose scrunch. Named for a ship, from when I was young, naive, easily influenced and still nominally sure I was a man. I wish I hadn't named myself after a nation's monument to hate meant to extend their reach far and beyond their shores to spread their pain for the sake of doing it because they thought they were just in it.

I want to hear more about you, if you're there. Why's your name what it is? Where are you from? Where have you gone? Can I ask where you'll go? Can I ask why?

Thank you for reading. It's nice to meet you, whoever, wherever, or whenever you are.

[lnkedmyheart]

Hot take but I am tired of the whole skk thing where Dazai pulls a shitty callous stunt cause 'he secretly had a plan' and Chuuya suffers because of it and then they are just cool with it after some disproportionate comical retribution cause 'Chuuya knew about the plan/trusted Dazai's schemes'.

Dazai- actively tries to drown Chuuya to get rid of Fyodor, he may or may not have had a plan. We dont know his motivation and we will never know his motivation cause Asagiri is quirky like that.

Meanwhile Chuuya escapes, Fyodor makes a bunch of targetted shallow bond taunts, we see some potential of Dazai finally showing he cares in the main manga and bam, we get tons of unrelated Dazai angst and then Chuuya shoots Dazai after he gives some pussy ass vague little corny speech about fate.

Now your attention has once again been pulled away from the fact that Dazai willingly/unwillingly tried to drown his ex partner with whom he supposedly has an unbreakable bond while he was not in his senses, and now it has been pushed towards poor broken and damaged Dazai who got potentially killed by someone he "trusted".

Even if it turns out that Chuuya and Dazai are in cahoots right now because there was secretly a plan all along, there has been little to no closure or clarification about anything regarding the whole skk thing. Like, it actually irks me that all of the manga and the anime are all "dont show only tell" about their so called bond half the time. Dazai hasn't actively shown he cares in the manga either. Not really. And after some point it gets exhausting to try and defend my favorite character by trying to point out scenes from the light novels and maoi games for crumbs of him ever being even remotely nice to Chuuya.

I dont blame Fyodor, they do feel shallow as SHIT because it feels so half baked and just leaves me with a bad taste.

[quiet-nocturne]

okay so I've been seriously considering participating in febuwhump for royai (because whump = royai, obv, and I've been itching to write some angst/hurt/comfort), and earlier I was screaming over the prompts because they're so royai. Also, there's one for bees (day 9), which I can totally do a scene inspired by the bee scene in xfiles (*cackles, screams, jumps for joy*), as I will never shut up about how royai and mulder/scully are coded the same.

anyway, I was freaking out about this to my husband, who has to Deal With All My Shit (™), and I was reading him the list of prompts and at day 16 (came back wrong), he goes, "'Came back wrong'? That's so fullmetal alchemist." And I was like "right?????"

The prompts are so good - "suffering in silence"? "Killing in self defense"?? "Blood stained tiles"??? "You weren't meant to be there"???? "Not allowed to die"????? Like, royai, hello??????? *flails* I'm thinking I'll likely do drabbles, between a few hundred words to max 1k, just to keep it concise and not burn out (especially because I'm hoping to do the royai big bang as well - and I'm planning to have all the prompts done for febuwhump finished before the end of january, so it won't overlap). If I did my usual 5-7k words for each day, I'd die lmao. Some self-preservation is needed.

anyway, febuwhump is likely imminent lmao. #feralroyaigoblin 🙋‍♀️

[early-sxnsets]

transphobes attacking me on insta for taking HRT after i literally explain that T saved my life by stopping my near-constant menstrual linked-hormonal seizures that i've been having since i was abt 16ish.... they don't actually care if it literally is keeping you alive in a medical sense they want you dead because you don't hate that you're not cis regardless

[doodle17]

I just drank some soda and my throat is feeling suspiciously itchy

Uh oh

[altruistic-meme]

it's genuinely disorienting to work in an area where we are all women* in a field that most people assume is dominated by men and to have my coworkers STILL tell me "oh that position is a MAN'S job, we need a MAN to come help us with that" like bitch no we don't!!!!! it's not even that hard!!!!! what, because it requires a little extra strength suddenly that means that we're INCAPABLE of doing something??? fuck off. i can and will find a way to do whatever I need to for my position and I will learn how to do it on my own.

(*no im not actually a woman but my coworkers don't know that)

[seafoamgreen]

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[airybcby]

Call It What You Want To

(soft launching with the bllk boys)

a / n — i love soft launches and blue lock…so why not combine them?

content — fluff, cutesie stuff, bllk characters x fem! reader, pretty much gn! but i did use ‘she’ so just to be safe, + your faves if you want!!

synopsis — soft launches with the boyfies <3

✿.｡. “ nobody’s heard from me for months , ” .｡.✿

is NEVER on social media. has accounts of course, but never posts on them. usually the most they do is repost things about soccer on their stories. so when they post these pictures as their first post EVER? it’s inevitable that their fans are going to go insane.

they preferred posting these pictures, neither of your faces showing. you’d both decided to keep your relationship “private but not secret” , if someone were to find out it was you in these photos? so be it. they would never dream of hiding you from the world.

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ RIN ITOSHI, barou shouei, sae itoshi, jinpachi ego

they don't have many posts, but the ones they do have no less than a million likes each. their fans are adoring, so when they post a new photo, thousands of people get the notification and within seconds the post has 200k likes.

their fans are insane, and that's putting it lightly. they find your account within a minute all by looking at your phone case and finding your account.

the both of you wake up the next morning and find yourselves not only trending on twitter, but also with thousands of edits made of the two of you. AND A SHIP NAME??

so much for a soft launch.

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ YUKIMIYA KENYU(im biased), shido ryusei, MICHAEL KAISER, hyoma chigiri

a chronic poster. i mean literal photo dumps GALORE. they had many fans, obviously with them being a famous soccer player, but also because of how 'real' they were. they would constantly post stories in the bathroom and ranting- all that fun stuff.

their fans had no indication that they'd been in a relationship at all. which was strange because due to their openness, their fans began thinking they deserved to know every little thing about them.

they just wanted to keep you their little secret for a little bit, so they posted these very inconspicuous photos and had the internet up in a frenzy.

soccerluver44: WHO IS THIS??

urmomshouse: no way

and thousands of comments just like that flooded their inbox.

this was fun, they thought. maybe for a little while longer they'd keep you their little secret. the thought crossed their mind as they pressed the 'your story' button, posting a photo of them sitting on the sink with your arms wrapped around them.

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ MEGURU BACHIRA, isagi yoichi, EITA OTOYA, oliver aiku

not a constant poster, but definitely has a social media presence. they mostly post about their upcoming games and where to get tickets and watch. they definitely don't post about their personal life, so when people log on and see a soft launch??

the world goes into a state of shock. the comments are limited, so no one besides people they follow back (most of which who already knew of the relationship) are allowed to comment.

they did this on purpose. they saw no point in having strangers question them when the caption said it all

" spoiling my girl <3 "

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ REO MIKAGE, tabito karasu, jyubei aryu, DON LORENZO

✿.｡. “ i'm doing better than i ever was ” .｡.✿

took myself to the computer version to do this since there's a photo limit on the mobile version.

hope yall liked it though, i've never done anything like this before!!

likes, comments, and reblogs are appreciated!!

[midnightcrw]

Fight

Pairing: Ghost x Reader, Price x Reader, Soap x Reader, Gaz x Reader

Summary: Your child gets in trouble

a/n: This one is a little different from my usual ones, but I just felt like writing for all four of them. I'm not sure how accurate you'll all find them as I've deliberately exaggerated them, but I do believe that Gaz is a sassy man after seeing how he didn't want to shake Graves' hand. I've also named the children of the TF141, I hope that's okay with you all.

Scenario:

The moment you both heard that your child got in trouble, the first thing you two did was rush into the principal's office in fear that something happened.

And now you were both sitting in the principal's office with your child, while another child was there with his parents.

Ghost:

Your eyes widened as you heard the principal say that Daisy and another girl in her class had gotten into a physical fight.

"There was also something your daughter said that is completely unacceptable," Mr. Smith said, looking disappointed at Daisy, even though the girl apparently started the fight and your daughter was just defending herself.

"It wasn't even that bad..." Daisy muttered underneath her breath as she crossed her arms.

Simon was very quiet, but his stoic expression spoke for itself.

"Daisy, I want you to quote what you said," Mr. Smith continued, not wanting to hear another word from her unless she quoted exactly what she said to the girl.

Your daughter looked at you, a pleading look on her face but you just shook your head at her in disappointment, wanting to hear what she said.

She sighed and quoted what she had said before, "You have a face that only a mother could love."

Without missing a single beat, Simon started wheezing in his seat the moment he heard his daughter's insult to the girl.

You glared at him, "Simon!"

Trying to calm down, he put his palm on his mouth as he continued, completely ignoring the angry looks of the principal and the other family.

"Mr. Riley, I want you to calm down. This is highly inappropriate," Mr. Smith said as Simon calmed down.

A few seconds of silence passed between you all before your beloved husband opened his mouth.

"Did you win?"

"Simon!?"

Price:

It felt like hours as the girl's parents and the girl herself ranted and raved about the fact that your daughter Sophie punched her.

At first you had both been shocked, completely angry at your daughter until the parents opened their mouths to speak.

You almost fell asleep listening to the mother go on and on about how her daughter's nose was bleeding because of Sophie.

Price, on the other hand, sat still in his seat, listening to the whole thing, not having said a word since he walked into the principal's office.

"Your daughter should be suspended!" The father said, glaring at Sophie.

Mr. Smith didn't even get a single chance to say anything, as they continued.

Slowly, Price seemed to lose his patience and turned his head towards you and your daughter.

He whispered, "Punch her harder next time."

"What?" The principal asks.

"Nothing."

Price says as Sophie giggles at her dad.

You tried to stifle your grin by putting a hand over your mouth, just hoping that the parents would shut up soon.

Soap:

Your son sat between the two of you, his nose bleeding and his face bruised as he frowned at the boy and his parents.

You were extremely worried as you put a hand on your son, Callum's arm, and quietly asked him if he was hurt anywhere else.

Callum just shook his head, not wanting to speak while Soap was already getting bored listening to all of the talking the principal was doing.

"It doesn't matter if he started insulting him because Callum was the one who got violent," Mr. Smith said as you tried to defend your son.

The boy obviously looked much worse than Callum. His hair was disheveled and his face was bruised. His nose was also bleeding, as was his lower lip.

It looked like your son had done some damage.

"What exactly did he do?" Soap asked, wanting to know exactly how Callum had hit the boy.

As Mr. Smith explained what your son had done, Soap's eyes lit up and a smile appeared on his face.

"I'm so proud of you, you used the punch I taught you," Soap said, extremely pleased that Callum had listened and actually used the things he had taught him.

Callum grinned at his dad's antics as you put your face in your hands, sighing and muttering "Why did I marry this idiot..."

Gaz:

You were shocked to hear what your son, Ethan, had done to the boy.

Mr. Smith was obviously upset and angry that Ethan had acted so childishly, and immediately got into a physical fight the moment the boy wouldn't stop insulting him.

You felt the headache already pounding in your head as you rubbed your temple, completely out of it.

Ethan didn't really say anything, he just listened to everything that was said.

The boy's parents glared at the three of you, never once looking away.

The boy that insulted your son, looked angry, obviously still being pissed at the fact that Ethan punched him, even though he himself started with the insults.

Gaz was not even shocked, sitting there with his hand holding up his head up as he looked extremely uninterested in the principal's endless speech.

Rolling his eyes, Gaz moved closer to you and Ethan as he whispered.

"Did you break any of his bones?"

"No."

"Good, because I'm not paying anything in this economy."

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The pain of being a very lazy and unmotivated person who procrastinates a lot; is that no one will believe you when the executive dysfunction kicks in