and there's still more to come!


also what he meant by “you wouldnt wanna upset the kid” is exactly that. dont do it. hes a nice kid why would you wanna do that you horrible people 

an extension of this comic so I can draw reigen being a good human being. also an actual doodle comic this time. that reminds me of why I dont do actual doodle comics often (hint: because I cant without rolling in my grave over how sketchy it looks)

Kenma recognizes him from the broad lines of his back and the strong muscles that cover his shoulders and biceps. He doesn’t move much but when he does, they ripple like water, flowing so smoothly it’s mesmerizing. Kenma can’t see much at all; there’s no moon out and the street lights are down, but he knows this body well enough.

Kenma opens the door softly and steps out. From the slightest stiffening of Iwaizumi’s shoulders, he knows the man is aware of his presence, which is impressive since he’s always been quiet in his movements. He walks forward and grabs onto the railing, the cold metal biting into his skin.

“Can’t sleep?”

It’s rare for Kenma to initiate a conversation. It isn’t lack of interest so much as it is the fact that he’s rarely comfortable enough to start talking to someone. But his curiosity is far too great when it comes to Iwaizumi. The man is different from the others in the band. He never asks Kenma questions, never tries to pry, and respects his personal space, though he does smile at him occasionally and he makes great coffee.

Iwaizumi doesn’t turn to look at him but he smiles a little, his dimple barely visible. “Yeah, it’s just one of those nights, you know?”

Kenma nods because he does in fact know. Leaning forward, he rests his chin on the metal and winces when the cold hits him harder than he expected, but it’s not a bad sensation. The wind feels nice, just this side of chilly, and the silence is welcome. They don’t live in a good neighborhood, and there’s always fighting and loud music and an absurd amount of yelling.

But on this night, at 2:47 in the morning, with the stars hiding behind the clouds and the moon nowhere in sight, Kenma has never liked this place better. Iwaizumi’s presence is strangely comforting, and the sound of his every inhale followed by a soft exhale makes Kenma unconsciously sync with him.

“Do you like it here so far?”

The tone of Iwaizumi’s voice makes it abundantly clear that Kenma is free to ignore the question if he wants to. He appreciates that, and decides to answer honestly.

“Haven’t really been here long enough to decide,” he says, eyes sliding shut, “but I think I’m going to stay just a little longer, if that’s alright with you.”

Iwaizumi huffs out a laugh, and it’s strangely endearing. “No problems here.” He brings the cigarette to his lips and takes a long drag, and Kenma watches as he blows out the smoke with a sigh, a white cloud forming into the silent darkness of the night. The metal of his tongue piercing shimmers when the headlights of a passing car shines on it, and Kenma’s breath hitches in his throat.

Iwaizumi offers him the cigarette without turning to look at him and Kenma accepts it gratefully. He takes a generous drag of his own and the feel of the smoke calms him with its familiarity. Blowing out the smoke with a lengthy exhale, he hands it back to Iwaizumi, and he feels a new bond form. It’s intimate in a way he’s never felt before, warm even when it’s cold, and he actually likes it. Might even get used to it.

He finally turns to face the man and takes in his profile, and it keeps surprising him, how handsome the raven-head really is. “Has Kuroo always been this insufferable?”

Iwaizumi’s eyes widen at the question before he starts laughing, loud and deep, and Kenma finds himself smiling along.

“You could say that, though Oikawa is right up there with him.” Iwaizumi winks, a playful smile dancing on his lips, “Don’t tell him I said that though.”

Kenma covers his mouth dramatically and Iwaizumi nods his approval. The two grin and face the street again.

The view isn’t terrible, if Kenma’s being honest. They aren’t high enough for him to feel anxious, but he can easily see the park a few metres away. A sigh of content escapes him and Iwaizumi mirrors it and they just stand there, shrouded by the comfortable silence between them that mingles with the silence of the night.

It’s nice, Kenma decides. It’s nice.

Hurricane AU

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Gency Week- Day 5: Role Swap.

Delinquent Angela and Med Student Genji

Idea by my idea fountain @kinderlinsbutt

Welcome to one of my most reference-heavy drawings I’ve ever done!  I tried to keep their color schemes the same as their in-game selves. 

that’s a surgical mask hanging from Angela’s ear, btw

things in Heathers that give me life:

• Kurt and Ram’s head nod in beautiful
• the “it really blows” foreshadowing
• “thus ending her hangoverrr”
• literally every single time Veronica laughs
• “Jesus I’m on the frickin’ bus again”
• the dance in big fun cuz it looks sO FUN
• every single lyric in blue aka the fuckboy anthem
• when he missed the punch and JD raises his arms like “that’s rigHT, BitCH. COme aT ME.”
• “dang dang diggity dang”
• “oh look she was reading…the bell jar” *gasp*
• the arm hug thing Veronica and JD do. you know what i mean
• Veronica/macnamara hug after shine a light reprise
• “hello, slut”
• Veronica’s finger guns

“Don’t look so unenthusiastic! This is gonna be great!

…Well, that’s actually the face you usually make. Are you happy to be here? I honestly can’t tell.

Reeed! Give me a smile! Or something at least! Come on~!”

Time for a sunny vacation //(*▼▽▼)∩//

Gallavich Fic Recs Part 2

Just one ep into Touken Ranbu

How am I supposed to watch this show and not think Boueibu at least a couple of times?!

Also, see the green haired guy?

He’s freaking talking about himself! And damn, can he fight. I found the Akorima lovechild.

And the Akoryuu lovechild too, it seems.

Watching this show is going to be wild.

Also there are Boueibu seiyuus here, so yeah, a religious experience this is going to be.

My only complain: so many pretty boys, so little space in my crappy memory for their names ;-;

Choi Shopping Is Probably Like
  • 707: Hello?
  • Saeran: Hey whats up?
  • 707: I need your help, can you come here?
  • Saeran: Oh I cant, I’m buying clothes
  • 707: Alright, well hurry up and come over here
  • Saeran: I cant fine them
  • 707: What do you mean you cant find them?
  • Saeran: I cant find them, there only soup
  • 707: What do you mean there is only soup?
  • Saeran: I mean there’s only soup
  • 707: Then get out of the soup isle!
  • Saeran: Alright you don’t have to shout at me!
  • In the next isle:
  • Saeran: Theres more soup!
  • 707: What do you mean there is more soup?!
  • Saeran: There’s just more soup!
  • 707: Go into the next isle!
  • In the next isle:
  • Saeran: Theres still soup!
  • Saeran: IM AT SOUP
  • Saeran: I MEAN IM AT SOUP
  • Saeran: FUCK YOU!