#or the nearest table

[anqelbean]

Sometimes I think the fact that role reversal isn't as popular with bingqiu as it is with ranwan should be a crime.

GIMME SHIZUN LUO BINGHE!! Give me a Luo Binghe that has been starved of love his whole life, about to lose all faith in humanity and fully fall to Xin Mo, only to be shown kindness for the first time since his adoptive mother died in the form of his white lotus of a disciple that he learns to love oh-so much. Gimme the man that tries to touch him any chance he gets. Give me the guilt and shame that comes with the kind of love a shizun should not have for their disciple. Give me him continuing to love him anyway, because, well, how could you not? It's Shen Yuan.

Gimme a Shen Yuan that transmigrates into a role of a disciple that supposed to betray his shizun, the main character of the novel. Give me a Shen Yuan that doesn't know what to do so he buries himself in books and quests for B-points, not realizing he's caught his Shizun's eye. Give me a Shen Yuan that knows of the pain Luo Binghe went through, and chooses to try and take care of him, however clumsy that care may be.

[possiblyawesometmblr]

objectively the funniest way for og elias to show up in tmagp and the way i personally believe will happen is gwen deciding to stave off this mental breakdown she's careening towards by calling her weird stoner uncle and getting absolutely zonked

[fidgetspringer]

Before these two weeks of essentially living at my place of work started, I was worried about only being able to give Røst a short pee walk and no proper outlet for his energy.

Instead he's been more tired this week than I have ever seen him, because while I get ordered around by our project manager at work, Røst is busy playing project manager at home, and by the time i get back in the evenings he's so tired his eyes are RED.

[noritaro]

James Somerton when i fucking get you

[hermthejewishwyrm]

Oh my favorite boy band? The rabbis at my local Kollel when they all sing a Jewish song parody for purim shtick.

[complementaryhalves]

thinking about carlos convincing charles to let him cook for him by whining that "lando is such a picky eater, he would never try anything new" so that charles takes it as a challenge to be more adventurous than him (and make carlos happier than lando did) and will literally say yes to trying everything

[itsalmostavengers]

The Avengers technically operate under a ‘no work fraternisation’ rule wherein no members are allowed to get into any kind of romantic relationship with one another. Unfortunately this was a terribly-thought-out plan that operated entirely on the basis that the avengers were not freaks who all got off on secrecy and lies and fucking eachother in broom closets when Nick Fury’s back is turned.

[luvlinkd]

ples ship with reiko

[remitiras]

Man I wish I had a table so I could set up my drawing tablet so I could draw on it

[junkissed]

You know what Jun I want to fuck hug? Going Seventeen ep 68/69 Jun. Specially in that suit

ur so right he's sooo fuckable snuggly looking

[aecholapis]

I never thought I'd say this but I think IDW1 Prowl and F1 Toto Wolff have a few things in common

For those who have yet to be convinced: [x] [x] [x] [x]

[comediakaidanovsky]

tbf if i worked with punk i too would do everything in my power to get him to choke me

[harpoonsnotspoons]

god FUCK why does this guy have such a nice voice

[lelianasbong]

one fun part of growing up i learned is that you never stop making high-pitched pterodactyl noises over incredibly stupid shit. and i love that

[shedyourmodesty]

So like. When does it get to being worth it.

[readwritealldayallnight]

Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley, who from the moment he laid eyes on you, has only ever referred to you as his wife

You, this sweet little thing, running through the halls on base one day when you turn a corner and nearly run headfirst into the Lieutenant, who’s walking alongside Soap

“Oh! Sorry about that, sir.” You told him, never slowing down in your hurried pace as you snuck around his large frame and continued down towards whatever you were evidently late for

The only reason his gaze had followed your retreating form, was that unlike everyone else, you had met his eyes when you spoke, even smiled warmly up at him

That one smile and he was done for

“Who was tha’?” The sergeant had questioned, seeing Ghost’s attention still fixated on you.

“Think that was my wife.”

“Yer what?!”

Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley, who makes it a point to let everyone know that you are in fact his wife

Well, everyone apart from you apparently

He would certainly never abuse his position as a Lieutenant, but some new recruit had the audacity to whistle at you as you walked by? Well 100 laps around the base don’t exactly run themselves

Another soldier saved you a seat next to him in a briefing? He can enjoy scrubbing toilet seats for the next week in that case

Someone actually had the bollocks to ask you for your phone number? Perfect, he needed a volunteer for demonstrating hand to hand combat to the recruits, medics on standby of course

By the time he properly introduces himself to you for the first time, it’s understood by everyone else around that you are, for all intents and purposes, Mrs Riley

Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley, who listens to you tell him your name in a voice that resembles music to his ears, hardly bothering to remember your last name, seeing as it’ll be changing soon enough anyway

“You can call me anythin’ you want, love.” His deep, gravelly voice had sent shivers down your spine, cheeky smirk widening beneath his mask. “So long as you call me, that is.”

By the end of your first date, (you were sitting alone in the dining hall and he wordlessly joined you what do you mean this isn’t a date) he’s wondering if you’ll insist on a ceremony or if he can sweep you away to the nearest courthouse and make this official, slipping a ring onto you finger and himself into you

You had laughed when he put his number into your phone and named himself ‘Husband’, certain that the man was only messing with you, some kind of hazing that you apparently weren’t aware Lieutenants played on the new communications hire, but it was only fair seeing as he’d saved your contact under ‘Wife’

Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley, who is over the moon every time you play along, even if he knows you believe you’re only playing

“Ach, thanks Lt. Just what I needed.” Soap said, seeing Ghost’s approaching form enter the common room, holding a steaming cup of tea in each hand

“S’for my wife. Get your own.” The older man gruffly replied, sliding the mug onto the side table next to where you’re curled up on the couch, reading a book

“Aw, thank you honey.” You giggled, smiling up as him with an expression he thinks would taste even sweeter than honey if he were to run his tongue across your upturned lips

“Happy wife, happy life, sergeant.” Ghost shrugged, ignoring the other man’s pout, landing next to you and reaching an arm behind you across the back of the couch

“God, maybe I really should keep you.” You’d laughed, reaching a leg out to dig your socked toes into his muscled thigh, teasing him

Grasping your foot into his large, strong hands, he began massaging it, uncaring that you were only two of the many people in the common room, not when you looked at him like that, smiling together as though you truly were nothing more than a married couple

Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley, who surprised you one day, insisting he needed your help with something crucial off base, and drove you to a local shopping outlet to look at none other than dresses

“Is there some sort of party happening?” You’d questioned, confused out of your mind

“Suppose you could consider it a party.” He’d answered, leading you through the many racks of dresses, you noticed were all, very conveniently, white

“Now while you’re lookin’ through dress sizes,” he’d added, taking your left hand in both of his. “You know your ring size? Got my own shoppin’ to do ‘round here.”

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