#hey froggy! 🐸

[ireallyliketalldarksultrymen]

m&m, *adjusts mic* opinions on treebark?

froggert. they. they make me the unwellest of unwell oh my word it’s not even funny anymore. i need to bang their heads against the wall and then my own and ohhhhh the brainrot isn’t making me sane

[myfriendgoo94]

Hey tadpoles, let’s get froggy 🐸😎

[lululandd]

Ok I can't stop thinking about the froggie statues in the plants. (Find all the froggie figurines!) Reader should keep a teeny tiny one in her pocket so that when (if?) Ghost eventually invites her inside, she can sneak one in his apartment. 🐸

at peace;

pairing: simon ‘ghost’ riley x f!reader

wordcount: 1205

warning: fluff, froggies, simon riley is a fucking mess, part 2 of this fic

note: also on ao3

summary: what tendy said.

The last time he felt nervous to the point of nausea was a year ago, when he learnt of Graves and Shepherd’s betrayal. But today he felt even worse than that. He saw a glimpse of her daily, sometimes once every two days. The woman saunters to his balcony, waters his plants, wipes the little frogs clean—apparently he missed a little purple one by the orchid—and goes back upstairs. 

He bought different kinds of teas the other day, not knowing what kind she would like, and now the possibility of her not liking tea at all made bile rise up to the back of his throat. Why is he feeling like this? She’s just his neighbour. He’s just being polite by repaying her for making his fire escape look decent. He’s killed men numerous times before and felt nothing, but why is asking his neighbour to come insi—

Realisation hits as he ran for the sink.

He’s never invited anyone in before. Not even Johnny knows where he lives. This would be the first time since he moved here that he would invite someone inside. He looked around the place. Is this how normal people live? Could it be too… pristine? Too immaculate? Should he have at least one picture on a shelf? He glanced at the gloomy state of his apartment and decided he needed to add a little more…. life to it. 

He was caught off guard on his way back from his third trip to the store. He had a little shoe rack and some books on the backseat of his car. 

“Hey neighbour!” He heard her speak.

Fuck.

“Allright?”

She nodded. The woman had a cup of something he can’t distinguish but recognise the café it came from. “You need help?” She gestured at his car.

“Yes.” He answered without thinking. The word just fired out of his brain like a bullet; straight out of his mouth. He didn’t need her help, didn’t want her help. There’s a very empty picture frame on the desk next to the telly and he’s fairly sure she’d be weirded out by. “In a bit.”

She visibly backed off and he thought he had said the wrong thing when she just nodded, “I’ll swing by in an hour? That allright?”

“Yeah.”

He fixed his empty frame problem, placed the books down, and arranged all the extra knick-knacks he bought to somewhere he thought would look normal and presentable. It was after spraying his living space with some air freshener that he started questioning what he was doing. Why was he doing this? To what extent is he going to pretend he is a functioning human being? Would he have done the same thing if Soap was to come over?

A knock on his balcony door lets him know if he would pass as being normal to a civilian. He was greeted with a decent sized tupperware of brownies half shoved into his face. “So what am I helping with?”

Shit.

In his daze to make his place seem normal as possible he had cleaned and put everything in its place. “Sorry, fixed it actually. Fancy a cuppa instead?”

She handed him the brownies so she can take her shoes off. She left them outside by the plants, and saw they were just like them, colourful. He gestured to the sofa as he walked to the kitchen, “Any requests?”

He was unimpressed when she skipped the sofa entirely and walked with him to the kitchen. The girl probably doesn’t trust him with her tupp—

“Any would be fine, I’m not picky.” She instead sat on the dining chair that previously held his dying plant. The plant that started all of this.

“There’s a couple. White, black, earlgrey, chamomile, matcha, as—.”

“No way. Matcha? Do you have that whisk thingy too?” She moved her wrist around.

He opened a drawer and grabbed the wooden whisk and proudly held it up. “You want matcha?”

To his dismay she shook her head, “I’ll just have whatever you feel like having right now.”

“Guest’s choice.”

“I brought brownies. Host’s pick.”

“Matcha goes great with brownies.” He lied. He just wanted to see her eyes light up like earlier.

She nodded enthusiastically, “Whatever you say, you’re the tea expert.”

Fuck. She was just being polite and leaves everything to him because she thinks he’s knowledgeable. He needs more info about tea if he— If he what, actually. Why does he keep thinking about what she wants and what she thinks of him? Would he have thought the same if it was Price thinking he knows more about tea than he really does?

He was so absorbed in his own thoughts that when he turned around to hand her the tea, she wasn’t in her seat anymore. She was looking at the books he had put on the shelf. He had to walk over to hand her the mug.

“You a fan?” She pointed at his freshly purchased Dune books, he sees the sparkle in her eyes again and he has to disappoint her for the second time today.

“Haven’t read ‘em yet. Thought the covers looked interesting.”

“So you just… bought the whole hardcover set because they looked… pretty?” He notices the many crinkles at the edge of her eyes when she smiles. He would like to coun—

“Gotta match my new garden.” He nodded at the balcony. It was utter horseshite from his part but he must admit that the books did make the view prettier. He needs to take that into consideration when buying things now.

The way her face lights up to look up at him mimics the first time he had offered his space to her. “You mean it?”

He took a sip of his tea with one hand and crossed his heart with the other. He hoped this would distract her from his face because he was sure he was blushing. Where’s his mask when he n—

No.

Ghost doesn’t belong here, not now. Ghost will be needed someday when someone bothers her. Ghost will be sorely awakened that day when she tells him she shouldn’t be coming over anymore, but for the time being Ghost doesn’t belong here.

He reminded her about the brownies and glad that whatever bollocks he spewed earlier turned out correct. Matcha did go with brownies. The girl said so herself.

“I’m Simon, by the way.”

—

He got a call from Price that night, and for the first time, he was sad he had to leave. His mind wandered to his books and wondered if he will ever even read past a quarter of the first one. As he walked over to look at them, he noticed something.

There was a skinny little frog covered in glitter—standing upright with an unamused face—hidden behind the books and the empty basket he had up there. He then moved the frog front and centre, where it really belongs.

Or, that’s where he thought it does, until a week later. The glitter caught his eye as he scans the room one last time before leaving, so he snagged it from its perch and slips it into his inner jacket pocket, comfortably held against his heart.

[mikatoonist]

young teen sid from hey arnold! his froggy plush helps him calm down 🐸

still one of my fav characters ever ✨

[fever4theflavor69]

hey baby show us your naked photo and let's masturbate

Hey baby... Let's see yours Right here. Right now.

Feeling froggy? 🐸 Jump.

[yummycrummy]

Hey hey hey Doi I have something to give you *carefully hands him a tiny frog*

☀︎𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓆏𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊☀︎ FROGGIE 🐸

[theinternetfroggi]

Hey, Howdy-do, Hi, Hello! Here's my intro!

AHEM.

Here's some quick facts abt me:

I'm pan, use they/she, and I like frogs.

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Ok, so..heres all of my main interests broken down into sub-categories! (I guess????)

Shows I like include:

Anime: MHA, The Disastrous Life of Saiki K, Sailor Moon, that one Kirby anime I forgot the name of, Azumanga Daioh.

Shows in general: Last Week Tonight/John Oliver, The Owl House, some other things I've forgotten right now!

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Hobbies!!!

Art: Digital, Traditional, I don't care.

Reading: Warrior Cats, Sailor Moon, Wings of Fire, Homestuck!

Cosplay: so far I've done Susie (Deltarune) and I'm planning to do a Hatsune Miku cosplay.

Games: Undertale, Deltarune, Minecraft, Sally Face, Startew Valley, Project Sekai.

Music: Vocaloid, Toby Fox, Yaelokre, The Crane Wives, Ado, MSI, Pinnochio-P, GHOST, ICP.

Decorating my walls with random things.

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Here's some of my other socials:

REALITY: 🐸💜Froggi💜🐸

YouTube: TheInternetFroggie

Tiktok: TheInternetFroggi/ @silly_miku_12

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AND THAT'S PRETTY MUCH IT!!!

I'll add more in the future if I need to, for now...

GOODBYEEEE!!!! -Froggi🐸💜

[fantasci-side-blog]

A froggy day in the life of a young prince and a (to be) knight 🐸

Inspired by this prompt by @thepenultimateword! Based on my characters with @callmemeg

“And you confronted the witch head on because…?” young Prince Belir trailed, staring hard with his amphibian eyes at his equally amphibian as well as equally cursed wannabe-knight sister. Though, rather than nestling into the wet leaves for camouflage like he was, she was hopping around in the soil making a spectacle. She didn’t seem to realize that her usual move of athleticism did not transfer well to this small, round body.

“To protect you, of course!” she cried, struggling through a somersault.

"And what protection this is, thank you so much."

"Hey!” His sister’s throat swelled up and she involuntarily let out a croak.

Their bickering and frog-leaps eventually caught up to the witch. There she was, outside their vacation home, lounging in their family’s hammock, eating a croissant that- that- fine, they didn’t know it was theirs, but maybe their parents had bought it and she had stolen it from their kitchen!

“Hey, Witch!” Miana croaked.

The witch raised her sunglasses contemptuously. “Have your parents taught you no manners at all? That’s Ms Witch to you.”

If Belir had eyebrows, one of his would have been raised right now. 

“Oh, apologies,” Miana said without missing a beat. “Ms Witch!”

“Yes, children?”

“Turn us back!”

“Is that all?” She leaned down and turned both frog children to face the opposite direction.

“Not like that!” Miana’s throat swole once more. “We want to be human again!”

“Oh?” Her lips curved into a smirk, but her victims were… not bright enough for her to get the reaction she hoped for, so her face settled back into a tired look instead. “Don’t you know your magic basics and history?”

“Why, yes,” Belir answered. “Just yesterday I read that some cultures used to decorate magic wands with flower petals on special occasions.”

“Very good.” Belir proudly puffed out his little frog chest. “But I meant curses. Particularly the curse of turning people into frogs. Like your situation.” She gestured between the two of them.

“Oh. No, I can’t say I’m familiar.”

The wi- Ms Witch sighed, “Elvara and Doretan are going to hear from me,” she mumbled to herself. Then she sat up straighter and got out her teaching voice. “Turning people into frogs is a very basic and easy-to-break curse. It’s a very common curse, mostly used by people just learning magic or who just want to use a temporary spell. Its popularity is thanks to the famous fairytale The Frog Prince, that I will personally ask your parents to read to you tonight." Anyone else listening to their conversation may have heard some slight snideness at the last comment, but there wasn’t anyone nearby so that snideness was lost.

Miana nodded. “Thank you. But can you turn us back now?”

“No can do, frog princess. Only true love’s kiss will do the trick. You two do know what that is, I hope?”

“True love’s — HEY! No! What if we don’t have a true love?” Their trembling forms gave Ms Witch reassurance that there was at least some intellect in those heads of theirs.

“Well, I guess then you’d better start looking.” She lowered her sunglasses and resumed eating her croissant. 

With great difficulty, Ms Witch was able to control her laughter and her tongue while the two amphibians panicked their heads off.

Her entertainment was unfortunately put to an end when Ms Nerianne and Queen Elvara walked out the cabin door. 

“Jadi, remind me, do you have any allergies —” 

“WAHHHH! NENE! MOMMY!”

“MRS MOM! NENE! I DON’T WANT TO BE A FROG FOREVER!”

The two frog children continued wailing as two very surprised guardians looked on. They looked toward Ms Witch, Jadi, who had a hand on her mouth to try to muffle her snickering.

“My word…” Elvara rushed forward and picked up her kids, her slimy, crying kids, but her kids nonetheless. Memories of her children being small enough to hold in her arms resurfaced before her critical thinking did. Thankfully, that wasn’t the case for Nerianne.

“What did you do, Jadi?” She withheld the second croissant she had brought as hostage till her question was answered.

“Nothing! You wanted me to teach them magic, I’m teaching them magic!” With a wiggle of her fingers the hostage croissant had transferred to her hand.

“You made them cry!”

“Nuh-huh! I turned them into frogs. I never made them cry. In fact, they started crying when you two came. A suspicious correlation, don’t you think?”

“Oh Gods, Jadi.” Nerianne’s so-done voice was undefeatable.

“Sorry.” Jadi finally had the sense to look sheepish. “But, on the bright side, I agree to take them on as my pupils! Also, I’m allergic to eggplant.”

Nerianne sighed and took one of the children from Elvara’s arms. 

“Dory! Dory, come here!” Elvara called for her husband Doretan, still entranced by the fact that her children were so small.

Doretan walked out, still in an apron and flour, “Yes, Elly?” He paused at the sight of the crying frogs. He didn’t know frogs could cry, he realized.

“I DON’T WANT TO MARRY A WEIRDO WHO KISSES FROGS!”

“I DON’T WANT TO GET MARRIED AT ALL!”

Those voices were unmistakable. He sighed. It was only a matter of time before his children were turned into frogs, it was a very common occurrence among kids their age, either a curse by a jealous classmate or an accident while learning magic. Thankfully, the curse’s popularity meant its remedy was also very popular.

“So they’re finally frogs, huh?” He wiped his hands on his apron before taking one of the tiny sobbing creatures in his arms. “What kind of frogs are they? They’re so small," he mumbled.

“Aren’t they, Dory?” Elvara responded. “Almost makes me want to keep them this way. So small and tiny,” she freed Nerianne of froggy Miana and cradled her in her arms.

It took a while, but, eventually, Miana and Belir each received a kiss on their heads by their guardians. The kisses had turned them from two sad frogs back to their perpetually confused human selves. It was true love’s kiss. True family love. Tomorrow Jadi would go on to say that they would have known this if they had had better schooling in magic history. But today, they were ordered to get back to their chores and set the table for lunch with her instead.

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Writing journey:

Had this in my head ever since I saw the prompt (which was... July! maybe) but couldn't write. I finally wrote it :D

I need help with ending paragraphs lol.

[bella-goths-wife]

Lost daughter au texts

None of this is canon unfortunately I just got bored 😭

Threes a crowd

Faith: are we still on for a date night tonight?

James: no way, tonight’s my night with her

Faith: no way! You had time with her last week

James: she was unconscious for a whole day last week?!

Faith: your point?

James: why do you have to be around so much

Faith: because if I wasn’t you would have killed my girlfriend

James: *my girlfriend

Faith: stop being homophonic James 😒

James: I AM NOT HOMOPHONIC

James: WE ALL KNOW I CARRY THE PROUD TITLE OF BI WIFE ENERGY

Y/n: hey guys, I can’t go with either of you tonight I have plans

Y/n: sorry, love you both. See you tomorrow ❤️

James: who are you going out with?

Faith: answer the question honey

James: she’s leaving us on seen, did we fuck up?

Faith: I’ll make an apology cake, you pick up some flowers and meet me back at the cave by midnight

James: on it!

The family group chat

(Y/n added star)

(Dwayne removed star)

(Y/n added star)

(Marko removed star)

Y/n: can you stop, she’s part of the family too

Star: thank you honey, I just wanted you to all know that I have to cancel our dinner plans tonight

Star: I have to take laddie out instead

Y/n: ….

(Y/n removed star)

Paul: damn, someone’s bitter 😰

Paul: you can hang out with your old man if you want kid 😎

Y/n: I’d rather swallow glass then hangout with you again 😒

Paul: no need to be rude brat 😒

Marko: we could always hang out honey?

Y/n: it’s fine dad, I’ll figure something out

My favourite brother

Y/n: are you gonna be okay tonight?

Laddie: aren’t you coming? 🥺

Y/n: sorry buddy, mom wants it to be just you to tonight

Laddie: pleaseeeee

Y/n: I can’t kiddo, sorry

Laddie: 🥺🥺🥺

Y/n: fine

Y/n: I’ll meet up with the two of you at the boardwalk later

My second family ❤️

Y/n: is it okay if I come over for dinner tonight mrs Emerson?

Lucy: of course dear, and please call me Lucy

Sam: damn don’t you have a family of your own

Lucy: Sam!

Grandpa: you can come over any time you want sweetheart

Sam: don’t invite her in, she’ll never leave!

Grandpa: good, she can stay and you can leave 😒

Y/n: wow, your own grandpa likes me better than you

Y/n: how does that feel Sam?

Sam: shut up

Sam: bring a comic over when you come over tonight

Y/n: will do

Froggy bros 🐸

Y/n: I’m coming to your store tonight

Edgar: does this mean that you’ve finally accepted your fate to kill your vampire overlords and join us

Y/n: actually I just wanted to you to hold onto a comic for me

Edgar: oh, nevermind then 😅

Alan: I told you man, it just doesn’t sound natural in conversation

Y/n: see you later tonight

Alan: see you later, future bloodsucker

idiotic boyfriend ❤️

James: have we upset you?

James: please answer

Y/n: I just need to be alone for a bit

Y/n: I feel a little crowded and I want a little time for myself

James: I’m sorry baby

James: I love you and call me if you need me

James: don’t stay out too late, surf nazis are on the prowl ❤️

Mortal enemies ☠️

James: she’s going out at night, you know the drill

Faith: stalk her

James: no, follow her to make sure she’s safe

Faith: sound better, I’m in

Faith: who is she hanging out with?

James: we’ll find out

David and his goons

David: has anyone seen our child? She’s not in her room

Marko: I thought Paul was meant to be with her?

Paul: I may have gotten distracted

Dwayne: where are you?

Paul: at that hot girl’s apartment

Dwayne: 🤦

Paul: I’m sorry!

Marko: we’ll go looking on the board walk

Dwayne: you and David ask James and faith to see if they know anything

———————————————————————

You groan as you groggily lift you head up at the sound of your phone ringing. You pull yourself up from the comfy bed and look at the screen to find David calling

The ringing stops as soon as you reach the phone and your greeted with a horrifying sight

(12 missed calls from David)

(13 messages from David)

(11 missed calls from Dwayne)

(9 messages from Dwayne)

(27 missed calls from marko)

(21 messages from marko)

(3 missed calls from Paul)

(2 messages from Paul)

(45 missed calls from my angel girl ❤️)

(15 messages from my angel girl ❤️)

(52 missed calls from my idiotic boyfriend ❤️)

(42 messages from my idiotic boyfriend)

You groan as a throbbing headache begins to form. You look around the room and find many empty beer cans and bottles of vodka surrounding the bed.

“You all good?” Michael groaned from the makeshift bed he made for himself on the floor. You jump slightly at his voice

“Why am i in your bed?” You questioned confused “why are you on the floor

“You insisted that we party last night so we went to rhythm kitchen, and it got too much to handle I guess” Michael answered as he rubbed his eyes “and I’m on the floor because not only would your boyfriend kill me, but your fathers would also brutally murder me if they found out we spent the night with me in my bed”

“They know we’re not like that” you reassured with a pat the shoulder “your like a brother”

“I know but I didn’t want you to wake up scared” he reasoned “I know you get anxious when people are in the bed with you sometimes”

“Well I’m not now” you pat the other side of his bed “let’s watch YouTube together until I can sneak out”

Michael shrugged and joined you with on the bed while also maintaining a distance from you. That’s when you heard two other sets of groans.

“Why is it so bright” Edgar winced and covered his eyes as he rose from the foot of the bed

“Close the curtains” Alan whined out as he jumped onto the end of the bed, Edgar quickly joining him. This effectively squished you all together

“When the hell did you two get here?” Michael whisper yelled

“We joined you two after you both fell over and knocked our comic book display down” Alan said calmly

“Not cool bro” Edgar piped up

You just got yourself comfortable when you all heard a knock on the door. Lucy opened it and let herself in before cooing at you all

“You just look so cute” she exclaimed excitedly “I’ve gotta get a picture”

“Mom” Michael groaned in embarrassment

“Oh okay” Lucy sighed “when your ready, I’ve got breakfast waiting for you all downstairs”

“How did you know they were here?” Michael questioned confused

“Your a loud drunk” Lucy laughed before exiting

Sam entered and looked at you all with disgust as you leaned your head on Michael and watched a YouTube deep dive on vampires.

Sam stayed staring at you for a few seconds before you motioned to him

“Wanna join?” You asked with a grin

Sam rolled his eyes before crawling on the bed and barging his way through until he felt comfortable.

It was like five siblings all enjoying each others company without staying anything. Eventually the rest got up to get breakfast

“You coming?” Sam asked annoyed

“One second, I need to message my dad” you explain as you pull your phone back into your hands

The family group chat

Y/n: stayed at Emerson’s last night after bar, be home tonight. Love you ❤️

Marko is typing

David is typing

Paul is typing

Dwayne is typing

You simply shut your phone off and hop off the bed to join the rest for breakfast. Not caring what anyone else says, you wanted to enjoy the peace for a little longer

I have no clue what this is but it’s not canon unfortunately, I just got really bored

Hope you enjoyed

Love ya ❤️

[ask-patton]

((an update, if you're interested)) Hey dad! Happy hump day lol. Good news! (ish) I was able to talk things out with my friend, and she said she would be more open with me about her situation. I also talked with my other friends/coworkers to ask for more clarity - like, let me know if I say something weird, and I'll speak up if I feel like I'm being brushed off. Things are still a little rocky, but I think it will get better as we go. 💜

I went in today and I found a new little friend in my work cubby! It's a little white frog plush with a red spotted mushroom hat, about the size of your palm. One of my other coworkers told me I could keep him in my pocket and pull him out/squeeze him if I get too worked up, and that is my signal for when I need to walk away. (She teased me a little, she said I had "chronic people pleasing disorder" lol. I think she's right, I always push myself too far when I'm afraid to let someone down.)

But now I need some serious advice! What do I name my new friend???

Thanks for everything dad 💜

💜🐝

Hello again kiddo!! I'm so proud of you for communicating with your friend and working things out! I do hope things get better as you go.

AND YOU GOT A NEW FROGGY FRIEND!! Your coworker's idea was great and I hope he'll be an effective emotional support and communication tool for you. Thank you for letting me have the honor of naming him 🤩!

I think Blobby (blob + Bobby) would be a fun name for your new frog friend 🐸.

[ Image description: a photo of a green tree frog sitting on a leaf. Its mouth is open to make it look like it's smiling. White and blue text is edited on to the image, reading "I hope you have a hoppy day!" End image description ]

[crazy-minded-girl]

Will you at least come visit me in the swamp and bring me lots of new froggy friends??

Of course I will 😁😁

Hey, look!! I found you in your natural habitat!!! 😃🐸

[weeklyfrogpod]

Hey froggy friends! We're taking a long weekend of our own. Hope you're resting up and ready to hop into the rest of summer 🏖️🌞🐸

[rockstar-frog]

🐸 - Intro

Hey hi hello :) I’m Ginger / Gin, she/her + he/him !!

🎸 - 17 and happy to be here on the tumbler  🎵 - I enjoy coding, art, the sciences, and Pokemon 🎸 - I love love love frogs and frog spotting !! They’re so silly and neat  🎵 - My faves ever are DJ, Ink, June, Disco, Jest, & Crypt >_< 🎸 - I’m caninekin! (unsure what kind) 🎵 - I spam reblog a LOT

Before I make like a frog and hop off: 🎧 - Sir Chloe, Jhariah, and Le Sserafim are my fave artists as of rn 🎧 - Feel free to give me recs :) I’m always lookin for more music

Oh! My personal tags: 🍃 #ginger croaks - for non reblogs (mainly rambles)  🍃 #froggy’s friends - anything related to my friends Sometimes you’ll see me use #[insert friend’s name] along with #froggy’s friends. That just denotes the specific friend :) Yayaya Ginger out 

[rileyslibrary]

The wedding fic got me thinking what could possibly go wrong at the reception, or to be more specific what could Soap and 141 do to accidentally ruin it. And lo and behold my brain came up with bunch of funny scenarios. I just can imagine Soap talking bunch of kids to do something stupid out of boredom and it goes south.

Also since I'm not going to any weddings I can send you good vibes only and strength to survive the weddings you got invited to!

~🐸 @froggy-anon

Hi froggy,

Thank you for the message and the good vibes! I have another wedding to attend in August, and (I think/hope) I’m done for the rest of the year!

I’m SO damn stuck on the source material (i.e. the actual manuscripts from Infinity Ward/Activision that describe the characters) that I’m having trouble picturing any of them doing something that would ruin a wedding. It might not look like it, but every time I begin writing a story, I try to refresh my memory by watching cutscenes or reading the Wiki to get into the characters (though it’s fanfiction, and there will always be some stretch.)

Let's think about it though; they’re highly disciplined men that are trained to fix things instead of messing up with them, especially when we’re talking about such a happy event. Even in the “Be Gentle, Man” story, Soap acted silly because it fit his undercover persona and had to divert attention.

At the same time, people do some pretty stupid shit when they’re drunk. And, although it’s difficult (for me) to imagine the 141 acting in that manner, I have experienced some moronic situations at weddings when alcohol was involved.

For example, I went to a wedding some years ago when a bunch of drunk, grown-ass men (INCLUDING THE GROOM) found the fireworks that were supposed to be detonated by a professional at a later time. They didn’t light them up, but they plotted to bring them to the central stage where people were dancing. It was stupid and dangerous on their part, but, hey, alcohol.

So yeah, the only way I can think the team acting silly at the wedding is with lots of booze being involved AND getting at least one of the newlyweds involved (who’d also happen to be plastered)

[bachisagizine]

🎨Artist Spotlight: Froggirum🎨

"Hey! I'm Froggi, it's a pleasure 🐸🐸🐸"

💙One word to describe Bachisagi: "Wholesome"

💛Why do you love Bachisagi? "I love them for the way they treat each other and their interactions in general. From the beginning, it was clear that there was something special between them, the way they looked at each other and the level of affection they had. This is a ship with many points in its favor, and I reiterate that their interactions are the best. I love how Bachira's crazy and energetic side contrasts with Isagi's calm and more 'mature' side. Thinking that Isagi was Bachira's first friend and first love makes me scream. THEY MAKE ME VERY HAPPY"

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[epic-internet-cat]

Tumblr mobile is bugging me about using an ad block, which is funny because- it doesn't affect the app whatsoever so the 1st ad i scroll past opens a lil froggy bar at the bottom thats like "psst hey, click here 🐸" just to tell me that they need to show me ads to survive and i should consider to disable the adblock, while i look at shitty mobile game fake gameplay, or better yet, a button from a non descript site that JUST says "click here >".