#tik tok trend

[letraspal]

Guess who’s outfit is who’s (Wolfstar’s edition)

[art-o-bart-o]

Y'all know that Reporter from That's not my Neighbor right...

Cough cough

[a-sip-of-milo]

I know that those tik tok trends where you prank your partner are supposed to be jokes, but if someone did to me what half of those people are doing to their partners, I'd never be able to fully trust them again.

Sending them into shops alone to get products that don't exist? Spilling water on their face while they're asleep? Telling them they smell bad, or the outfit they picked out isn't good, or that you're mad at them without telling them why? Groping them in public despite their multiple attempts to get you to stop? I don't care whether it's funny or not, and I know that to a lot of people I'm most likely sucking the fun out of it, but I just think it's mean. Some of it even borders on abusive at times.

[short-honey-badger]

That's My Husband, That's My Wife

Ya know that tik tok trend where girls are calling their boyfriend their husband and vice versa? I wanted to do that, so I did. I hope you enjoy it!

Gojo, Getou, Nanami, and Sukuna

@goth-mami-writer

Masterlist

Gojo

The two of you are on a rare date, Saturo finally finding the time to escape his duties as a jujitsu sorcerer. You are dressed to the nines, out of your stuffy work clothes, and are having an amazing time swaying to the beat of the music that blasts in the bar. Sato had left to get you a drink, but he was taking an awfully long time.

You breathe a heavy sigh with a fond eye roll. You shouldn’t be surprised. Gojo was easy to distract when something caught his eye. As you move through the crowds to the bar, you look ahead of you and spot your boyfriend and the reason why he’d been taking so long.

There is a woman trying to press into his space, and you can spot the strained smile on his handsome face, your boyfriend is trying to be polite to the drunken woman, but you can see his patience wearing thin. You huff and march over, plucking the drink from his hand and sliding an arm around his slim waist.

The smile you give the other woman is not a nice one.

“My husband isn’t bothering you, is he?”

You feel Gojo freeze beside you, and then both of those long arms are wrapping around your waist, and he hooks his chin over your shoulder, a big cheesy grin stretching his lips.

“Don’t be so jealous, wifey. She was just leaving.”

Getou

The dark-haired man sighs quietly when he notices your put-out expression when another bumbling human comes walking up the steps for his “cure”. He had noticed your less-than-enthused attitude earlier in the morning but had not made mention of it. Suguru knew that you would talk to him when you got over whatever was going on in that pretty head of yours. He just wished that there was something he could do to cheer you up.

Getou hardly listens to the inane drivel that spills from the man in front of him. He can see the curse that wraps around the man like a haze, ghastly in appearance with bulging pustules that look like they may burst at any second. Suguru kills it with little more than a flick of his fingers, the curse nothing of interest to him. No, his focus fell on his despondent girlfriend, who had hardly looked at him at all today.

The man is thanking him, but Getou pays him no mind. Instead, he lopes over to where you lounge in a nearby chair, reaching down to take your hand. He then turns and gives the man a sickening sweet, fake smile, but his tone is meant for you.

“You are welcome. However, if you would excuse me, my dear wife needs my attention.”

Suguru looks back down at you, a soft smile playing on his lips when he spots the pink adorning your cheeks. Your tone is cheeky when you speak up, and Getou thinks this is much better than the melancholy from earlier.

“That she does, husband.”

Nanami

You can’t believe that he is this late. You understand that Kento works a dangerous job, but it wasn’t like him to be late for one of your dates. Your boyfriend was all about getting off work on time so that he could have time for himself and his personal life. You sigh heavily, poke at your cooling appetizer, and then sit back to sip at the bubbly champagne you’d ordered after the first ten minutes passed. Another twenty had passed since.

The waiter gives you a smile full of pity and silently sets down a dessert in front of you, quietly assuring you that it is on the house. You thank him with a nod and take up your spoon. Free dessert should not be wasted.

You are about halfway through when there is a commotion at the front of the restaurant, and you look up to see Nanami striding to your table, an anxious look decorating his sharp features. He slides into the seat across from you, scooting himself forward and ignoring the dirty look that the waiter sends him.

“I’m sorry, darling. Work had me go into overtime.”

You wave off his apology, simply happy that Kento had made it, even if he was late. Food is soon ordered, and more champagne is finished off. You are too busy with your meal to see Kento quietly speaking to the waiter and the sly grin he gives Nanami.

When another glass is delivered, your eyes land on the ring that sits at the bottom of it. You cut your eyes up to Kento, and he gives you a smile so full of love and affection that you feel your heart burst.

“I know it may be in poor form, being late, but would you do me the honor of being my wife?”

You grin and unabashedly dig into the champagne to pull the ring out, drying it off and handing it to Kento so that he can slide it on your ring finger.

“I could get used to calling you husband.”

Sukuna (Club Owner AU)

It isn’t often that Sukuna goes out on the main floor, but for some reason, he felt compelled to do so this evening. Maybe it was because you were on the main stage tonight, and he was greedy enough that he didn’t like missing your shows. There was just something about watching his customers fall all over themselves while his girlfriend danced on stage. You belonged to him, and it amused him to see those beneath him yearn for something they would never have.

Sukuna sits near the back, shadowed in the corner as he sips from his glass of scotch, his red eyes never leaving the way you glide across the stage, the way your body hugs the pole, suggestive and perfect. You happen to look up and catch his eyes, sending your boyfriend a saucy wink before spinning around and dipping, giving him a glorious view of your backside.

The night continues, but with the late night, the more inebriated the customers become. Sukuna hears a shout come from the stage, and he whips around from where he sits at the bar, vision zeroing in on the burly man who has risen from his chair and grabbed you around the ankle.

“Come on, girly. You and me, yeah? How about we get outta this dump? I’ll pay you real good.”

Sukuna sees red, and he is moving before he has a chance to think. It was one thing to drag on his establishment, but no one could ever think that you could be bought. You were more than any regular employee. You were his.

Ryomen grabs the guy by the shoulder, spinning him around and socking him in the face. Blood spurts from his nose, and the man cries out in pain, then turns to glare at Sukuna and snarls.

“Who the hell are you?”

Sukuna grins, all sharp teeth and vicious as he leans forward, speaking loud enough that you and the surrounding group hear him.

“Me? I’m her fucking husband. Now get the fuck out of my club.”

[lackablazeical]

Merry good Friday ya fuckn nerds

I physically couldn't make it higher resolution so shhhh don't mention it

[noid-melka]

SORRY NOT SORRY LMAOOO

[radykalny-feminizm]

[talaok]

HII can you make a part 2 to this where BAU reacts to the tiktok!

you dont have to but i thought it would be really cool <333

p.s I love your work

xoxo-Mony

Really glad you liked that fic, hope you'll like this one too (also, yes i did forget about Rossi, don't mind that)

"good morning" you greeted, entering the conference room.

Everyone was there already, so a chorus of greetings made their way to you.

You took your seat next to Emily, leaving the empty one for Spencer.

"where's pretty boy?" Derek asked, immediately noticing how for once, you didn't enter together.

"bathroom" you explained, and everyone nodded before a silence fell.

"so what did everyone do over the weekend?" Emily asked

Penelope immidately took the lead, eager to respond "I went shopping yesterday and I bought the cutest dress you've ever seen" she said, patting her pockets "Shoot!" she exclaimed " I forgot the phone in my office, I'll show you later"

"I just chilled with my girl" Derek intervened "Nothing special"

"that's nice" JJ commented "Me and Will went to a spa,"

"oh that's good" Emily groaned

"yeah, we got massages and everything"

"I'm jealous," she said "I just saw some old friends"

"well that's nice" JJ nodded, "How about you y/n?"

"yeah, what did you and Reid get up to?" Derek taunted.

For some reason, you felt some heat rise to your cheeks.

"we didn't do anything special really" you shrugged "although I did convince him to do a very cute thing"

You could see everyone's interest being piqued as all faces turned towards you.

"what's that?" Emily asked

"We filmed a TikTok"

"A tiktok? with Spencer?" Penelope asked, incredulous.

"I know" you laughed "It took a bit of convincing"

"what was it about?" JJ asked, curious.

"I can show you" you suggested

"please" Emily grinned,

You took your phone out of your pocket as everyone gathered around you. Even Hotch that had hanged back silently until now, got closer.

You opened the app and clicked on the private video, placing it so that everyone could see.

everyone was silent as the video started again.

"it's cute right?" you beamed "It's a trend"

Emily and Derek glanced at each other and after a moment of hesitation, couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"What?" you asked,

"it's so cute!" Penelope squeaked "Let me see that again!"

"oh yeah it's cute alright" Derek smirked, still chuckling.

As much as they tried to hide it, JJ and Hotch also were stifling some smiles.

"I bet Reid was real happy about that huh?" Em joined the mockery and you scowled at them.

"you're mean, it's a nice idea" you protested, just as Spencer entered the room.

"what's a nice idea?"

It was as if you could physically feel the amusement emanating from each member of the team.

"oh you should know lover boy" Derek joked,

Your boyfriend frowned, clearly confused

"Yeah, I mean, you and your girlfriend seem to know for sure" Emily smiled.

"What are you talking about?"

You sighed, a tired smile tugging at your lips "I showed them the TikTok"

"oh no" he breathed

"I know"

"No, hey" Derek walked over to him and patted his shoulder "You two lovebirds keep doing your thing"

"yes, and don't worry, if you need more lipstick I have a few you can borrow" Emily joked.

[aesthetic-day-dream]

There’s a trend going around on Tik Tok right now where you show your favorites and I thought it’d be fun to share the collage I made here.

I don’t own any of these photos. They are all sourced from Pinterest :)

[boseobrien]

What's up Riri? What's up Rocky? = Bomika

What's up Suki? What's up bullet? = Chiles

[art-o-bart-o]

Erm...this was for a...tik tok trend with a template (so that's why some look goofy) um.. Animan Studios meme..iykyk 💀

[boxx-cutterz]

something for her, something for me, something we both hated and something we both liked but didn't finish

[the-gardam-street-blog]

Omg the one for the money thing on tik tok rn, I can't edit for shit but Rosalind is Elvis, Batty is Taylor, Janr is Lana, and Skye is Tyler and i feel this so deeply in my soul that i had to come out of hibernation

[ff7-has-taken-me-over]

That ‘I could never love another song’ going around tik tok but with zack and cloud. Zack being the first one and it’s him watching over cloud as a cadet and dragging him across Midgar.

Then Cloud being the second with him kneeling over Zack’s dying body and then with him regaining the memories of Zack he’d lost.

[green-kat331]

[austenwazright]

To all my fellow poets who are wondering around the internet and seeing so much content about what means being a poet but not seeing yourself in them, it's ok, they don't get you, most of the times we don't even get ourselves, that's half the deal. The kings and the soldiers in the world are gonna try to make you fit into some box or another, to define you either by the things you like, or the things you hate, or even the things tou create but you're so much more than all of this. You're constantly changing, you don't know who you'll be tomorrow bc you don't know who you are today, you walk through life and all you do is fell, you fell everything all the time. All those wannabe poets think being one of us is just to create nice things in your spare time, to write a good text, say the right words or paint a beautiful view when the truth is that being a poet is to spend every second of everyday seeing the beauty and the ugliness and it hurts, it hurts bc there's no time out, we strumble through life cursed with the ability to understand, truly understand, that everything could be art. We were cursed with the ability to make them see, for a short time, when we speak, or when we draw, or when we sing, what we see all the time, and it's lonely here, when the show is over and they walk home and go back to theirs so called responsibilities we keep seeing it even if no one around us understands, even when they look at us and say "stop being dramatic, this is not important, go back to your real life". Words are our weapon because with them we make the rest of the word listen to the song the universe is singing unstoppably in our ears, and sometimes they love us for it, but a lot of times they hate us for the same reason.