I love how they always leave THAT space for Yixing…

like, I know Blizz used Dva in the short bc she was gettin’ the special skin, but please

imagine with me if it was Hanzo getting the skin (where are those 3 fuckin’ legendaries you promised are in development, Chu) and he helped Genji

Blizz really missed out on a chance to show the bros workin’ together

triple dragon take down

anonymous asked:

Namjoon might not know it? But he was born to b a dad. Like have you Seen??? The way he dresses and talks and acts and Just. Jgfjfjrkrjjrjrjrjrhehfgrgfehdhejfhejfhr

Namjoon as a baby:

Namjoon: d-duh-duh
Namjoons dad: say daddy for me namjoon
Namjoons dad: one more time! U almost got it bud!
Namjoon: dy-di-disappointing
Namjoon dad: what did u
Namjoon: u heard me
Namjoons dad: son I don’t-
Namjoon: it’s disappointing how u lived ur life to please others. I wish u followed ur dream instead and lived your life freely. Stop putting people’s opinions of you on a pedestal. You have one life to live one heart to give. Do it without regrets.
Namjoon: d-DadA
Namjoons dad: single tear rolls down cheek

resting-meme-face  asked:

11, Quissy

11 - Post Coital

If there’s one thing Quill likes about Missy, it’s her ability to leave Quill an absolute puddle of sensation, with her mind hazy with pleasure and little else. 

Also, she’s very tactile. Even after sex, no matter how vigorous, Missy lies with her, murmurs to her about how beautiful or strong she is - which Quill would never admit to loving, let alone craving like she does - and runs her fingertips over Quill’s skin. 

Right now, Quill is half tucked under Missy’s chin, pressed against her while Missy runs her fingers through Quill’s hair and drops a kiss to the top of her head once in a while. 

“I can’t stay long,” Missy murmurs. “Things to do.”

“Will you ever tell me what those things are?”

“Will you ever believe me when I say that you really don’t want to know?” Missy replies, and Quill absently wonders if she should be more concerned about Missy’s other activities, whatever they might be. 

They share a penchant for violence, she knows that, but sometimes she looks into Missy’s eyes and thinks that, deep down, despite the surface similarities, they are very different people. 

Perhaps, though, it’s a thought for another day. A day where Missy’s hand doesn’t journey down Quill’s spine, so gentle, that gentleness meaning so much more when Quill has experienced how rough Missy can be firsthand. 

She needs this, and Missy is so good at giving it to her. 

Questions can come later. Much, much later. 

Send me a number and a ship and I’ll write a cuddling prompt! 

Tfw u try to convince urself ur feeling nostalgic instead of just sad because you miss the past but not in a bittersweet way, just in an angry, betrayed way because it will never go back and you have no control and it only gets worse from here