I still should be doing homework

  • Leon:Let's not play games, Toko. You desire me, don't you?
  • Toko:Uh, excuse me?
  • Leon:I can tell. It's like a fifth sense I got. But: I already got a chick. We can still be friends though.
  • Toko:Thanks Leon if it helps.
  • Leon:Great! Can I borrow your science homework? (Toko hands the paper to Leon) Hey thanks a lot, sorry if you were hurt.
  • Toko:I just got blown off by a guy I didn't even go after.
  • Kyoko:You should find a safe, legal alternative to killing him.
  • Toko:I already have. When I get through with him, there'll be nothing left but jelly.
  • Kyoko:Well, you won't have to do anything to his brain.

zlosopher  asked:

Hmm. This crossed my mind. How would Evil Queen!Ronya treat Corrin? (The questions I ponder when I should be doing my government homework.)

Hmm… as one of Queen!Ronya’s main priorities is STILL “family” (this is such a central part of her character I doubt she’ll lose that easily), she’d treat Corrin like any of the other children; With a twisted motherly touch. If Corrin were to turn against Nohr, however, Ronya would be much more violent when trying to get them to return and see the error in their ways, resorting to anything and holding back at nothing.

She’d be the creepily doting, adoring and posessive mother, to the point of obsession over keeping her stepchildren near and (mostly) safe.


I will bring him to justice,

no matter how long it takes


someone teach me how to drawcomic lol
please click to readthe captions

i remembered that prompts an anon sent koshkavinni about these dorks getting into a food fight in the kitchenand then shower together because of Arthur insulting Alfred’s baking or something. not sure if anyone did it already but heeeyy here’s them precious

Part 1 / Part ?

to be continue maybe? ;3;


I haven’t realized there were this many people following me until this morning

I’m really glad you like my stuff enough to want to see more!! thanks for all the support and comments you’ve been giving me, i’ve never felt like i was a part of a fandom before mlb and i’m just feeling really special rn haha

And yeah, requests are still open!! i know i’ve been pretty slow with them, but next month i’ll be on vacations so hopefully i’m gonna be posting a lot more. I have like 3 comics i want to do already, but meanwhile, please flood my inbox with suggestions, pretty much anything mlb or svtfoe related



Hot Sexy INTERNS? - Open Haus #8

In case you get offended by this week’s Open Haus, the only thing I can tell you is to watch a Mel Brooks movie. ANY Mel Brooks movie.
Also: remember the HAUS part of our name…


The Signs on Friday

Aries: I can fight anyone and be healed by Monday
Taurus: I should do my homework so I’ll be free all weekend
Gemini: I have so much gossip OMG
Cancer: So guys I’m free all weekend *aggressively winks*
Leo: I’m so busy like it’s crazy *goes home and does absolutely nothing*
Virgo: I have so many tests next week I should pARTY WHILE I CAN
Libra: …it’s Friday? I thought it was like Tuesday tbh
Scorpio: Gonna game so hard this weekend
Sagittarius: Maybe I’ll go outside this weekend
Capricorn: It may be Friday but I’m still busy af with school so it’s not the weekend yet
Aquarius: Do you think it will rain
Pisces: Friday Monday Wednesday they’re all the same- lame.

the wrong idea

Nothing was going right.

They had been attacked by a venomous crested woodfoul.

And they had hidden in the cave with the spiders and the whatever-that-thing-was that had bitten Simon’s tennis shoe, possibly a rat. 

And then Baz had taken Simon’s hand. or maybe simon had taken Baz’s hand…. anyway, it was totally forgivable because woodfoul and spiders and rats

And sometimes you held somebody’s hand just to prove that you were still alive, and that another human being was there to testify that fact. 

They’d walked back to the fortress like that, hand in hand. And it would have been okay–it would have been mostly okay–if one of them had just let go. 

If they hadn’t stood there on the edge of the great lawn, holding this little bit of each other, long after danger had passed.  

-“The Wrong Idea”,  Fangirl by Rainbow Rowell. 

We’re walking all the way to Mummers and I am still holding Baz’s cold hand. The cold isn’t unpleasant. 

When we had arrive at Mummers and I think now is the time to take my hand back, but Baz keeps walking, keeps holding my hand in his. 

We arrive at our room, walk into our room, but we don’t let go. Neither of us does. 

Is this wrong? It doesn’t feel wrong. 

Then I think about it for a second. I am holding hands with my enemy. Though, is Baz really my enemy? The humdrum is my enemy, Baz is a snob. 

I always though he was plotting against me, always trying to find ways to kill me, but if he wanted me death, he would’ve let me die tonight. He hadn’t let me die. 

Now we’re just standing in our room. We are both silent, not knowing what to say. We both don’t dare to move, thinking that when we do, our hands would break apart. I don’t want that. 

Then Baz goes to stand in front of me, still keeping hold of my hand. He looks down at me and to my surprise his the look on his face is almost shy. 

“You’re hand is so warm,” he states. 

I nod. “Yours isn’t.”

“It’s nice,” he says and he smiles at me. It makes me blush and look away. 

“Simon?” he then whispers. Our eyes meet again. “What does this mean?”

“What?” I know what. 

“This,” he says and he lifts our interlocked hands. I stare at them and then, without really thinking, I lift his hand to my mouth and kiss his knuckles. I hear Baz gasp. 

I let Baz’s hand slip out mine, quickly. Maybe this was the wrong idea. But before I know it Baz grabs my hand again. 

“Don’t,” he says.

“I’m sorry.”


Now he lifts my hand to his lips and kisses my knuckles. I feel something flutter in my belly. It’s a nice, weird feeling. 

We stare at each other and I feel strangely happy. Why did Baz never show this side of him?

Then Baz gets closer to me and I panic. What on earth are we doing? This isn’t okay is it? But it doesn’t feel wrong either. 

Baz sees the panic in my eyes. “What is it?” he asks, sounding concerned.

“I’m scared.”

“Don’t worry. I’ll hold your hand.”

And he kisses me. 

@we-shine-brighter1 as you requested ;)

spent a good portion of the day doing laundry and, instead of working on homework like i should have been, marathoning Harry Potter movies and poking at this. it’s certainly a thing. dammit Arthur’s head might still be too big, and i’m probably going to make Lewis smaller later. he’s, like, ten feet tall right now compared to Arthur and Vivi. it’s ridiculous.