#calling buttons

[skyrigel]

Simon isn't the man with words. He won't say it — but he'll do it.

Naked, with his arm snaked around your waist and head tucked under his chin, you blinked your crusty eyes to locate your things, which were clumsily tossed around between shared mouths, hot breaths, and rushed hands.

Nothing. Not even the underwear Simon teared off with his teeth last night.

After relentless Simon, Simon, Simon, and one almost-successful attempt to slide out from under his hold, he pulled you back in—eyes still closed.

“Ya’ flutter too much, birdie,” he breathed against your shoulder.

“I need to pee.” So he got up gruffly, his mouth tugging slightly—something you hoped was a smile.

Now, with your back straight, you could see the whole room had none of the things you came with last night—except this hot, big, muscled, nerdy-talks-about-guns-and-whiskey-too-much type of guy.

It felt like his apartment was robbed last night, with only your stuff stolen.

“Can’t see my stuff,” you muttered.

“I can.” Simon said casually, with his eyes fixated over your tits.

After blushing for more time than you should, and recovering for a pointed look at him that finally got him moving.

“Dunno,” Simon said curtly, staring at you before reaching down, abs folding, to pick up a black, curled-up t-shirt.

“Ya’ can have dat.” He shrugged, a grin in his eyes.

Over the morning, you realized you were actually wrong. Not all your things were gone. Just half.

One earring. One footwear. You found your shirt—but with no damn buttons.

You were damn sure there were at least three left, but then again, Simon's mouth hadn’t left you coherent enough to count or claim.

And Simon. God. Fuck him. Literally, metaphorically, now, and ever.

Simon was no help. He had that mischievous glint in his eyes—sexy and annoying.

He was aggravating.

The big boy claimed he was making breakfast, so you shouldn't disturb him with silly things like I know something is fishy and Where's the other shoe? and Return them it's not your size ! But somehow, he had plenty of time to rake his gaze over you as you chicken-legged your way through his house in his black tee, muttering a madness-streaked:

Found it!

Simon, you're sus.

It was only at breakfast—between dodging your suspicious, snoopy glare—that he smugly suggested buying some clothes for you in the evening.

Something casual for everyday...something you’d like while going out with him on coffees etcetera...or something you want to get because “his house ate your things”—your claim, not his.

Simon only had to say, stay.

He only had to ask you on a date.

But Simon isn't the man with words, so for now, he'll just do it this way.

⚝ Masterlist ⚝

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

every platform that allows '👎reactions' should be required to enable that same user response to any and all mandatory new "features"

[crazysodomite]

playing with my phonetaur

[egophiliac]

Final manifestations for Book 7?

I'm trying REALLY hard not to build up any solid expectations, because I wanna go in ~fresh~! they're already so far away from anything I thought would happen (not in a bad way, I'm just accepting that I'm on Miss Yana's Wild Ride at this point and we're seeing this thing through 'til the end, by gum). so it's nothing too major, but:

they've been handing new crying expressions out like candy lately, I want to see some delicious Malleus tears.

honestly I want everyone to cry buckets. their tears sustain me. the more Silver angst specifically I get the happier I am.

SILVER!!!! 👏 VANROUGE!!!! 👏

just let him have this. the poor boy's been through so much. let him have his big "I'm proud of you, son" moment with Lilia.

I'm 100% expecting Grim's arc (and probably whatever's going on with Crowley) to be its own episode, but a nice hook to leave us hanging on would be good!

a nice hook though, please, I don't think I can take another "Grim is attacking us! now wait eight months to find out what happens :)" cliffhanger...

some Meleanor? as a treat? just a little bit, a tiny quick flashback or something, please Twst I just, I just want to see her again. let her have a little ghost cameo like Dawnathan Knight got. Lilia and his kids are all having their big group hug or whatever and she can gently fade in to be all like

(turning asks off until I'm done playing, SEE YOU ON THE OTHER SIDE Y'ALL)

[doodlemancy]

in case you have a bag or a hat or a jean jacket or something that is not silly enough, i have these buttons in my shop 🥗🍔🥯☕🍩🍗🥞

[paging-system]

Restaurant Calling System

Syscall Restaurants Calling bells Solutions, often referred to as a table buzzer or table call system, is a technology solution that allows customers to alert restaurant staff when they need assistance or are ready to place an order.

[infamous-if]

rereading a scene where mc is getting rejected makes me physically recoil you're the mc !!! what happened to having rizz or whatever the kids call it these days

[princesasart]

₍ ᐢ.ˬ.ᐢ₎˚୨୧

captain price photo dump! :3 yes these have all been collecting in my camera roll. 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊

┊┊┊┊ ➶ ❁۪ ｡˚ ✧

[luchigeon]

drawing them was not enough i needed to make goodies about them

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[skittlestrash]

original pride flag colors for the crew ♡                   ☠️ second season edition!

[amaru2020]

Walking that fine line of either loathing your roommate or using her as a fainting couch

[formulabulls]

i cant believe we are losing this father son duo please this is so sad

[skitskatdacat63]

Why is he like this, why is he such a freak, who gave him the right to act like this

[hatsbuckets]

WHO IS DELIVERING THE MYSTERY BAGS OF SNICKERS

(reffed post) Okay hold on hold on look look:

So they hit the showers after a training time right? After one of the times Ghost doesn't give them Snickers. And all these guys, newbies and old members, especially the ones who don't interact with him as much, are so scared they've pissed Ghost off.

All because he's gone two days in a row without even hinting at the Snickers.

So one of these newbies stops Soap after a training time, knowing Soap is close to Ghost:

"Excuse me, Sergeant?"

"Aye?"

"Some of the guys and I, we were wondering... 'ave we done somethin' to piss off the lieutenant?"

Soap blinks. once. twice. "Why in the world would you think that?"

"He uh-" the newbie glances back at the crowd of soldiers behind him.

Gaz laughs just a bit, clapping a hand on Soap's shoulder. "Ghost hasn't handed out a single Snickers today, mate. And I think a couple of them did some deserving things today."

Soap blinks again, gear clicking into place before "Ah yer off yer heid, he's not mad. Probably just ran out of the things. The bag was half empty days ago."

Still, when he looks at the group in front of him, even he's not convinced.

So he and Gaz go out and buy bags of the sweet treats. They bring them back in a box, enough to last at least two months.

It's a team effort to get them to Ghost. Soap stakes the place out before they go, he knows when Ghost is asleep, and knows when the base is quietest. And Gaz delivers, quick and sneaky.

And if Ghost's really not mad maybe he'll use them again. (And yes, he uses them again, obviously.)

Ghost and the others NEVER know it's them, maybe Ghost has his suspicions, but.

Still, no one necessarily suspects them either. In fact, most of the 141 thinks Ghost just... went and bought more.

But Gaz and Soap know. And they keep a sharp eye on the amount of Snickers Ghosts hands out and what the bags lookin' like.

They take it deathly seriously, keeping track like it's their own personal mission.

And like clock work, they deliver the night after Ghost runs out each time.

They've gotta take care of their people right?

(Ghost resists the urge to check security feeds for two bag deliveries. After that he absolutely knows it's the sergeants.)

[majimasleftasscheek]

beast mode haruka my beloved