Typed So Much In One Day, My Social Battery Ran Out. Aight Time To Disappear For The Next 3-4 Business

Saw these beautiful ladies on my way to Uni. They are so beautiful but oh so expensive. Need someone to buy me some flowers atleast once in my life 😞

Obito awakened his Sharingan while he was protecting Kakashi and Sasuke did when he was protecting Naruto.

Let the soulmate saga continue.

Ghost doesn't cutesy talk cats, he talks to them like other adult men and it's hilarious.

They're at a safehouse, and Ghost is listening to the radio, Price hears him talking to someone, and he's confused because both of his sergeants are conked out asleep.

So, he walks around the corner and finds Ghost sitting on a step with the radio playing and a stray kitten biting his laces while he talks to her. "I don't believe shoelaces constitute part of a balanced diet."

John just sits down on the step next to him and ignores how his knees click. "What's her name?"

"She's yet to disclose name or rank, but given that she's clearly smarter than those two through there, I'd say she's a lieutenant." He responds so dryly that John can't help but snort.

"Ah, I see. Making her way through the ranks at her young age, impressive." He leans forward to pet the kitten, flattening down the tuft of fur sticking up on her head.

"She's a hard worker, look at those paws. Grubby, she's been busy."

The kitten offers them a mewl in response, and he nods accordingly.

"She's stern, reminds me of Laswell."

That makes Ghost laugh.

[Post time skip era]

Louis and Sherlock: *finally getting along over cool dagger tricks*

William: *staring at Sherlock*

Albert, chuckling: Hey, don't be jealous Will. I'm sure you're still Louis' favourite person.

William, without blinking: I'm not jealous, Albert-nii. I'm gay.

Forehead smooches 💋

It's important to smooch your Soap at least once per day <3

Yesterday, I was talking to my ma about how it should be a rule to not let people who doesn't handle kids or young people in general work in universities and schools. Especially, old/middle aged men in girls' colleges. I had such a bad experience with the staff member and had to step in to stop a man from harrassing a girl. And they hit me with this line. It felt more like an insult to be fair.

a canon event for every oldest daughter is being told “you would be a good lawyer”

This is the type of brainrot that keeps me awake at night. Because I 100% love to believe Ale atleast knows some shit about Simon. And during their mission he must've picked something here and there. And I mean, he's a colonel for god's sake. He has access to things if he wants right?

bit of an open lore discussion here. i know its not confirmed reboot ghost ever actually experienced the whole schtick in mexico but for my own sanity i kinda stitched og ghost's lore to reboot ghosts and i consider that canon to him. most know he was buried alive, broke through the casket and clawed his way to freedom and i personally headcanon that running on adrenaline he made it maybe a couple miles or so before he was found by mexican border patrol.

considering I Consider this all to be reboot, do you think theres a chance that alejandro and rudy heard about the whole thing? i mean, some heavily injured white guy was found on the side of the highway just Walking and the whole situation was almost immediately covered up with lots of red tape. do you think the rumors would have spread wide enough to reach ale & rudy (although they def wouldn't recognize simon just from his name alone) before they were given strict orders to stfu? & then said white guy in skull face paint absolutely slaughters manuel roba & his men, doing the mexican army's job for them? that must've been some scandal 😭

I am my father’s daughter - I only know how to let people take

something about a quiet night with simon in your kitchen; of him hefting you up by your hips to place you on the counter, slotting himself between your legs before dropping low to kiss you; of him bumping noses with you, making you giggle as he huffs, his cheeks thrumming with warmth.

“m’bad,” he says, his breath fanning over your lips. “jus’ really wanted t’kiss you, s’all.”

“s’okay,” you coo, throwing your arms over his shoulder. “i wanna kiss you so bad too.”

“oh yeah?” he hums, teasing, and you feel more than see the way his lips tug up in a crooked smile.

you roll your eyes at his weak tease before pulling him down, finally claiming that kiss because you can’t wait anymore. it’s just a peck, it’s not heated or weighted, and your noses are still slotted awkwardly but you breathe him in, hearing the hum of your refrigerator and the quiet ticking of your oven, and simon’s back in your arms, and truly, you think that this might just be the best kiss you’ve ever had.

I started the semester with straight A's but now am not even straight anymore...