#IM SIXTEEN

[made-my-peace-with-all-the-bad]

I don’t know if I should be proud or concerned that my mom and I have a 98% taste match on Spotify…

[strawbxttries]

what the fuck im turning 17 tomorrow- ALEXA PLAY SIXTEEN BY AYESHA EROTICA

[nat-20s]

Every time that the stakes are now So So So high in Doctor Who I'm like. Congratulations to Fourteen for well and truly fucking off. His ass is NOT dealing with death gods his ass is trying to get rid of the spider mites on the basil

[autisticaradiamegido]

day 3

watch deep space discounts

surely you will not regret watching deep space discounts

[swans-chirping-in-the-distance]

the way alvar joked that keefe was talking about sophie in his sleep and said "I miss you, I love you, you're my universe" type shit and he actually believed him.

[schlattslonghairytoes]

plus one 🍸 🎀🍷

schlatts mom forces him to bring a plus one to his little sisters sweet sixteen

assistant reader x boss schlatt

schlatts little sister viviennes sweet sixteen was approching fast

Nancy (schlatts mom) had told him and their other brother she expected they bring along plus ones for the evening.

the problem was schlatt had a week to find a date

even his 20 year old brother, adam had a date. yet schlatt would once again show up empty handed

even though he always had a drink in hand

you had been working for him for over a month now and you were becoming very close, yet he was still your boss

so when you noticed on his calender that he needed to "aquire a lady friend" in schlatts words, you knew it was your job to help him

so you knew you had to get him a suit that woukd attract ALL the ladies. you had spoken to his mom and she asked you to get him a nice black suit to match his dad and brother

now you thought schlatt was hot

i mean anyone with working eyes would

but god did he look good in a suit

each one he tried on fit him better than the last

more like each one was slightly tighter around his thick thighs

but you both knew when you found THE one

a nice fitting white button up, slightly tight black dress pants, a black jacket and bowtie to match

as schlatt went to pay you noticed a dress store across the way

"hey, jay?" you spoke out to him

"one sec!" he finished up paying and walked over to you "wha's up toots?" he smiles

"did you ever find a date for viviennes?" you ask innocently

he frowns slightly at this "no, might be outta' luck for this one, maybe next time" he laughs sadly

lightbulb! ☝️🤓💡

"ok i have an idea, i dont mean to overstep but what if i go with you, i mean thats basically my job!" his face brightens when you say that, but the furrow between his brows isnt gone yet, you can already tell hes going to fight this

"doll, i cant ask you to do that, i mean you would have to get a dr-" he gets cut off

"you didnt ask, i offered." you grab his arm and drag him to the dress store parallel to the store you were in.

convincing schlatt you wanted to go to his family function took alot

but the moment you walked out in the first dress you tried on his complaints and bitching died down real fast

he swears this is the hardest hes been in his whole life

all he can think of is having an arm around your waist all night, showing you off to his family, you meeting his sister, hes so out of it he doesnt even realise you picked a dress

he quickly told you to go wait in the car while he bought the dress, which he thought was only fair "since he has to drag you along with him all night"

he bought all 7 dresses, but he kept that part a secret

you both loaded into the subway and went back to his apartment, the next plan was for him to record while you made him dinner and planned his schedule for the week

you two had a very good system going and so far it seemed to be working

after you both ate it was time for you to go, you gathered your belongings and walked out the door

but like every other day, schlatt could not get you off his mind, so he called his "therapist"

a fifteen year old girl by the name of vivienne schlatt

"wha'dda want whore" a large, slightly pimply, forehead appeared on his screen.

"thanks for the warm welcome you brat, i havv'a problem." he laughed

"oh not this again, i though we solved the doing the dishes issue last week, dont tell me next i need to bike over there and do your laundry too." she deadpaned

"no i acutally have a serious non cleaning problem this time, i's about... i's about a girl" he said quietly

"ohhhh you have my attention now! wait is it about that girl you showed me on tiktok? your assistant ohhhhhhhh!" she laughed excitedly

"your making me regret asking my fifteen year old sister for advice, vinnie." schlatt sighed, contemplating hanging up the facetime call

"ok let me lock in" she sat up straight and sat professionally "how can i service you today johnny." she smiled over the pixels of his screen

"ok so y'know how ma' wanted me to bring a girl to your sweet sixteen?" she nodded "well we both know there was no shot i would find one in a week, but she offered and i kinda already like her, but i dont want this to be a one time thing vin, i want to take her to these every time."

the call went silent for a short moment

"sounds like you really like her jay, and i know i dont know much, but you should probably tell her how you feel, or atleast that you want to be with her."

"yeah, you always know what to say huh?." he laughs at his sister, no matter how much younger she was, she was always smarter. but thats what he loved about her.

"pretty much, oh shit i think i forgot to tell you! adam is so stupid, he told ma that her dress wasnt a good color, and ma freaked out and now she wont spe-"

he tuned his sister out after that, but he was forming a fool proof plan in his head.

[pepsicolakillkill]

Mary was sixteen

[feketeribizli]

marci thinking dating another ginger is incest is so funny. he was fine with the british until he realised they could be ginger too he'll khs when he sees prince harry (ginger balding and incest). he's so true hating british people over a situationship tho i love u ginger british womans influence 💜

kendall and her impact 🩷

[svnflowermoon]

hey btw before you start being angry at the 10 year old sephora kids and the ipad kids, remember that we should feel bad for them. because the world has failed them. it is not these kids faults that the world is so focused on materialistic things and that their parents don't know how to talk to them. that is the fault of social media and bad parenting. i said what i said.

[bugslaststraw]

Jimmy is really hard to draw but I've figured everyone else out

[rita-redacted]

I haven’t seen anyone talk about this exchange which is probably my favorite of this episode

[gbirrd]

[clanging pots together] pigeon boy anyone? anyone remember my pigeon boy anyone want to see him too bad youre seeing him anyway

[foolsfrogg]

HAPPY PRIDE MONTH!!!!

fun fact: I’m ace!

im also. very cringe 😔

the only two good drawings in (slightly)better quality under the cut

[lee-scribbles-and-doodles]

Mother effing Spongebob being the only full-grown adult (if you don't count Cosmo and Wanda, who can't really do anything anyway because their magic is on the fritz) in the Nicktoons Unite gang is, objectively, the funniest thing about the crossover and I don't think the Fandom does enough with it tbh

[thegirlinthetardisat221b]

Ok but like

A big part of supernatural and being a hunter is having a diary right? Like obviously Johns diary is a massive part of the first couple of seasons and appears in later seasons too

But we also know other hunters have them. We see Dean finding Bobbys behind a loose tile on the fireplace in 'The End' and it comes back in season eight and eleven

As well as this the start of Johns diary (published by CW and written by Alex Irvine) opens with John saying that 'I met Fletcher Gable, who gave me this book and said: "wrote everything down"'

And according to s6ep18 'Frontierland' we know that this is a tradition going back to at least the 1800s with Samuel Colt

However, Sam and Dean never do right? We never see them writing in a journal about their cases or anything

[siddyyyyyyyy]

You're Only Sixteen —

First Christmas

wc: 1.9 K summary: The base of TF141 celebrates christmas warnings: none, no y/n used, child sodlier mentioned, fluff, call sign "Bane" used a/n: since the majority voted for COD, I tried to make something special and fitting for the current season!! I know it's only november, but it's also too late for helloween. Enjoy! (MASTERLIST — You're Only Sixteen series)

This is strange. You never saw someone being so serious about christmas before and if you didn‘t know better, you would‘ve thought they all actually believe in Santa. Shaking your head to yourself, you focus back on the book you borrowed from Price once.

Meanwhile, several other soldiers are trying to read the instructions right on how to set up some electrical candles across a counter. The common room used to be such a peaceful space, you were able to be in your own bubble and focus on the current task you wanted to be focused on, but not today. At first, it started with the new decoration in the mess hall and the small gingerbreads you got for dessert.

It was sweet. The things that happened after weren‘t. While you were practicing your aim and skills in the shooting range, you kept getting distracted by the fairy lights across the wall that were blinking rhythmically. You sometimes found yourself plainly staring at them, in some sort of trance before you managed to snap back.

Eventually, the practice didn‘t do much good to you, which is why you are trying to pass time in the common room at the moment. Which also doesn‘t go well because of these stupid bastards talking too loudly and being so unreasonably stupid that makes you want to gauge their eyes out, pierce a thick pipe through their skull and—

»Your eye‘s twitching.«

Finally, a familiar, smooth voice brings you out of your unblinking stare.

»Just observing.« You mutter back to the older man beside you on the couch, not having noticed when he even came by. Kyle hums lightly in acknowledgement, the corner‘s of his lips tugging upwards.

»Observing or planning a murder?«

Your unamused stare meets his own finally, slowly turning your head at him. A short moment of silence follows, indicating the grumpy mood of yours very clearly.

»I think we both know the answer.«

Again, he nods and looks back to the three unfamiliar idiots at the free counter, who are still trying to figure out on how to get the light working. Gaz doesn‘t seem to mind the show in front of him, actually seeming as if he finds joy in seeing them work like three children together.

»Who are these anyway? Never saw them before.« You speak up with a hint of annoyance, earning a small huff of amusement from Kyle.

»Some rookies, Soap told them to take care of the decorations so he doesn‘t have to.«

That explains it. But it doesn‘t make your day any better. After a short conversation with Kyle, you decide to take a proper rest and try to nap in your bunker. That‘s where it‘s actually silent, except for some noises from the outside caused by people working.

»Bane! C‘mon, wake up— ye gotta see this!«

Groggily sitting up, you don‘t know what‘s going on. Did something happen or is he just trying to annoy you too?

»What—«

»Quick, soldier!«

He interrupts with a little too much enthusiasm for five in the morning. Finally, you get up with a heavy sigh and follow him outside, messily putting your jacket over yourself at the same time. You shiver once you step outside and feel more awake from the freezing wind hitting your face, trying to put the jacket tighter over yourself.

Getting outside, a big pinetree, wrapped up in shiny fairy lights, greets you; mostly covered in snow already. Your breath fogs up in the air as you stare up the giant tree, trying to comprehend how they got it next to the building and how they managed to decorate all of it in a single evening.

Soap grins beside you and also stares up at the tree, wearing a thick jacket, mittens and an overly fluffy hat.

»What do ye think?«

His shoulder nudges you lightly, but you can‘t really focus on him, freezing your hands off.

»Why do we need this? Can I go back to sleep?«

You ignore his question, just standing beside him in your trembling form, being sure you won‘t stay so calm if he won‘t take you seriously. Unsurprisingly, he gives a hearty chuckle and pats your back, ready to tease you and talk your ears off about the cold weather in scotland. But once he sees your grumpy demeanor, he quickly closes his mouth again and lets you be.

He knows better than to upset a teenager, having got to know you more from the six months you lived together on base.

Eventually, you go back to sleep, just getting a quick nap before you start your usual routine.

…

You hear distinct, loud voices ouside, assuming it‘s from some of your teammates who are excited over something. Thinking nothing of it, you try to not pay them any more attention ad back to reading your book. You started learning how to read after the mission in Urzikstan, Riyazabbi, taking it slow with figuring it all out. Price said you are making good progress since you only started to read six months ago. Ghost makes small jabs at you everytime you mess up reading a big word, but then corrects you and teaches you the right pronounciation.

The voices are getting louder and the words on the pages don‘t make any sense anymore. Sighing out, you get up to try and see what it‘s all about.

When you first moved in, you would‘ve never done that before. But now, you grew used to your teammates and feel more comfortable around them.

»… flight wasn‘t that bad, but I missed getting real food. And— «

Alejandro pauses, tilting his head once he notices you from around the corner. The other four men follow his gaze, landing on you suddenly.

The silence and attention on you makes you nervous for a moment, realising you probably stepped into a private conversation. Before you could apologise and walk off, Soap is the first one to speak up.

»Oh, look who we have here! Meet Alejandro and Rodolfo, they‘re here for a small visit.«

You didn‘t know you‘d be celebrating that but there is no going back now. With a light nod, you accept it and already step away to leave them alone.

Except, you don‘t. Rhey somehow manage to make you stay with them and mostly stand beside awkwardly, listening in to their conversation. Turns out, Alejandro is a colonel in another TaskForce and, Rodolfo beside him being his right hand. They seem decent.

You notice Rudy whispering something to Alejandro with a frown, already assuming they need to go and you aren‘t forced to stand with them anymore.

Alejandro seems to realise something, his eyes falling onto you briefly.

»Right, uh… we only got one present for you four, we kind of— you know, forgot you existed.«

Rudy smacks the back of his teammates head, shooting you an apologetic look.

»We‘re sorry. I hope you‘ll also like the present we got for your team.« He corrects, surprising the rest of the TaskForce as well.

With curious looks, the rest of your teammates watch them pull out a bigger bottle of expensive looking whiskey... Or whatever that dark liquid is. You can barely read the tag of the bottle, it being written in an even more expensive looking font.

Soap is the first to light up at the bottle, a smirk forming on Gaz‘s face. A light chuckle leaves Ghost as he watches the scene unfold, seemingly knowing what‘s about to happen. Price gives an impressed nod, carefully taking the bottle from them. The conversations fill in again, mostly hearing how happy and impressed sounds from the scott, claiming the choice of the drink is making his heart flutter or whatever. It‘s Whiskey, aparently.

Either way, you won‘t give that a try, having enough basic knowledge to know that this is strong alcohol. Not that they would try to give you some of it anyway.

The two men leave after a longer while, being glad you don‘t have to spend any more time just listening and hoping they don‘t notice your slight boredom.

…

You wake up more tired than usual. The winter isn‘t doing you any good, somehow feeling more tired than usual, not getting enough sun from the clouds and constant snow or storm outside. It‘s getting frustrating, but at least you can secretly make fun of some soldiers who are trying to build absurd snowmans outside in the park. Last night, they managed to build a life sized figure of a middle finger.

Reaching out for your fuzzy shoes on the floor, you don‘t miss the unfamiliar object on your night stand. Looking over it, you can see it‘s a case, wrapped in red and green wrapping paper. Even more confused, you reach out to it and hesitate before finally ripping it open and opening it.

There lays a shiny knife, looking professionaly made. The blade is dangerously sharp, the grip being steady and lays safe in your hand. Testing it out, you grow a big liking on it.

Finally, christmas has something more to it than annoying christians.

Of course, meeting Price and Ghost in the mess hall, you notice a capri sun standing at your usual spot already. Lightly overwhelmed, you give them a tight-lipped smile, hoping they won‘t make fun of you for being awkward about the two gifts.

After that, nothing big happens. But Price seems to be in a good mood and decided to play in the snow around the evening. Turns out that riding down a hill full of snow with a sled is actually pretty fun. More entertaining than it looks like. Pretty sure some of your teammates ate some snow while rolling down the hill, but it was worth it.

After spending some hours giggling and making fun of each other, you finally get back and Ghost is immediately busying himelf with making tea for everyone else. Making yourself comfortable in the common room, you get a seperate blanket on one of the couches and curl yourself up. The simple black tea, that somehow tastes more delicious when it‘s made from Ghost, makes you warm up even further and you start to get sleepy after a while.

The room mostly fills with comfortable silence, being broken from occasional smaller conversations. Finally, your tiredness takes over and you fall asleep. Right on the shoulder of the ‚grumpy‘ man beside you, who claims to hate everything around him.

Ghost stays as still as possible, growing even more silent than before and makes sure not to breath too loudly so he won‘t wake you. Of course, Gaz can‘t help but make small jabs at him at first, then sneaking a picture of the two of you.

You stay peacefully asleep, warm and content beside him like never before on a stormy winter night.

a/n: hope you enjoyed this, and yes; the ending is a reference to the first part of 'You're Only Sixteen'. ^0^