anyone know who he is

Team Natsu Interrogates E.N.D./ E.N.D. Meets The Guild Part 3

Team Natsu was inside Lucy’s house as they had E.N.D. sitting on the couch unconscious. Lucy looked down at him as she asked the question they were all thinking.

“Is this really Natsu..?” asked Lucy as she gave a sad look to the unconscious pyro. Natsu’s appearance had changed slightly since E.N.D. took over. His hair became more ragged, he seemed sleep-deprived, Natsu had the Tartaros emblem on his chest and seemed to have worn a simple grey hoodie courtesy of Gray since they didn’t want anyone to know who he really is. He seemed as if he was a regular person and not the energetic fire dragon slayer they knew him as.

“Yeah, it’s him. No doubt about it. He’s just not OUR Natsu. He’s not the one we grew up with and known.” said Gray in response to Lucy’s question and Erza nodded in agreement. Erza stared at Natsu as she delved deep into her thoughts thinking about the fight that happened recently.

Erza swung at the demon as she continued to cry. E.N.D. kept on smirking as he effortlessly dodged her attacks. Erza requipped into her Flight Armor and instantly was able to keep with E.N.D.’s movements. Once she got close enough, she requipped into her Armadura Fairy Armor and had slashed both of her swords at him. The demon merely laughed as he continued dodging all of her attacks.

“Haha, come on!! I know you can do better than this, Erza!!!” exclaimed E.N.D. as he held a maniacal smile on his face, his voice cheerful much like the actual Natsu which only served to spur Erza on even more.

“SHUT UP!!! YOU ARE NOT NATSU!!! YOU CAN NEVER BE HIM!!!” claimed Erza as she was covered in grief and anguish. There’s no way this… demon was Natsu. If anything, he was just some demon who inhabited his body in her mind. That’s the lie she was telling herself.

“Oh, but I am!! I’m the same cheerful kid you’ve grown to lo-” said E.N.D. but was cut off before he finished his sentence as he found his stomach pierced by one of Erza’s swords. He looked down as he sees the glare by a tearful Erza as she mumbled.

“You’re not him… You can never be him… I don’t love a monster.” stated Erza in a calm and calculating tone. The demon merely smirked as he leaned down next to her ear, as if his stomach being pierced didn’t even matter to him.

“Just face reality, Erza.. The man you love is a monster.. Zeref’s strongest demon.. It was fate for you to die by my ha-” E.N.D. was once again cut off by an actual wound. He slowly looked back in shock to see a calm Gray Fullbuster with his Ice Devil’s Zeroth Long Sword (  Hyōma Zero no Tachi ) on his back. The demon slaying magic seeping into the demons body. The demon merely chuckled weakly as he started to fall unconscious.

“Heh.. Lucky shot, Ice Prick.. I’ll be back soon and when I do, your deaths will be long and painful..” said E.N.D. as he fell unconscious. Gray pulled his sword out as did Erza. The demon slaying magic stopping it’s spread through Natsu’s body at Gray’s command. Natsu’s body fell onto the ground as his body started healing.

“Get him to Lucy’s house. I’ll take care of the others.” ordered Erza as she tied up Natsu. Gray nodded as he picked up the pyro and slung him over his shoulder and headed to the blonde’s house.

‘Natsu… please… come back to me…’ thought Erza as she watched the man in question. The boy stirred which made the trio be on guard. His eyes slowly opened up and saw that he was tied up. He slowly looked up at the trio in confusion.

“Guys? Why am I tied up? Is something up with m- Hey, where’s Happy…?” asked Natsu, worried for the Exceed. Lucy looked away as she recalled to the blue cat.

“N-Natsu… Please… This isn’t you…” said a tearful blue exceed as his surrogate father walked up to him. Gray, Lucy, Erza, Lisanna, Mirajane, Gildarts, Erza were all confused as to why the Dragon Slayer was acting so weird. Why was Happy suddenly so tearful at Natsu’s change in demeanor.

“Oh.. But it is!!! This is the true me!!!” claimed a maniacal Natsu before throwing a torrent of flames to the Blue Exceed. The others could only look on in shock as they heard the Exceed’s scream before they died out. When the flames cleared out, there was nothing but ashes.

“Hehehe…” chuckled Natsu as he slowly turned to the others.

“So… Who’s next?” asked Natsu as the others got into their respective stances.

“He’s… okay. He’s somewhere safe.” said Lucy as she looked away. Natsu slowly smiled and sighed in relief. He looked up at the trio and smiled then went back into confusion.

“So… Why am I tied up again? What happened to Lisanna, Mirajane, and Gildarts? They all look pretty banged up!!” said Natsu as he spurred on many questions while the trio merely looked either down or away. This caught Natsu’s attention.

“Guys…? What’s wrong…?” asked Natsu slowly as worry grew in him.

  • Me: sees queen Elizabeth is trending
  • Me: hasn't had an emergency news alert from the BBC
  • Me: is confused
I was thinking of Blue Paladin Keith
  • Keith: Okay girl so let's just try to get along and-
  • Blue: You hurt my boy and I'll destroy you
  • Keith:
  • Keith:
  • Keith:
  • Keith: ...What?
  • Blue: It wouldn't even be that hard, you are like a baby

Jeremy: And despite all of their bitching they sung along to all the songs anyway.

Christine: Yeah and then you and Mike were making bedroom eyes at each other during “Love Will Find A Way”.

Rich: Not to mention you wouldn’t shut up about how much you loved Kovu for the entire movie lol

Jeremy: Wha? Hey!!

Michael: Yeah we know you’re a furry but do you have to make it so obvious?

Jeremy: I AM NOT–

Michael: Saying that you have a crush on Kovu immediately results in classifying you as a furry, Jer.

Jeremy: I came out to have a good time and I’m honestly feeling so attacked right now


Bruce Wayne is a total Batman fanboy. He has a made to life replica of his favorite Batmobile in his garage and a room set off to the side with all the Batman memorabilia he’s collected over the years. He’s known for spending crazy amounts of money at auctions for Batman stuff and orders his own versions of everything.

No one even bats an eye when he puts in a huge order for batarangs. And he’s so happy about it because when he’d first started out as Batman getting supplies had been the worst part of the job. He’d had a million hoops he had to go through to keep his secret identity a secret. 

He’d thought he’d hated it when people became Batman obsessed, but after he got caught with a Batarang in his pocket at a charity event he decided to go with the fanboy persona. And it worked. 

His children think it’s hilarious and buy him all kinds of weird Batman merchandise. Like the crappily painted Batman figures shipped from China, Batman soap, the plastic masks every store sells, and their personal favorite the pajamas that say “My Batcave is my happy place”

anonymous asked:

How do you think the IPRE settled in together when stuck in the Statblaster? Like before and/or after they get along?

There is… SO MUCH potential here… 

The Starblaster was not designed with a hundred years in mind. The trip was only supposed to be two months, which is the only reason any of them could come up with for why there is only one bathroom on the entire ship. And no one can get Merle out of the bathroom once he’s locked himself in there. He’ll insist that it’s time that he pampered himself and turn the room into a personal spa for hours. All pleading, yelling, and threats are met with only delighted laughter and the slight hint of lavender.

The first time Taako and Lup have a fight - a real fight, with screaming and wrestling and things catching on fire - the rest of the crew can see their lives flashing before their eyes. It’s terrifying, and everyone is afraid to leave the bedroom they’ve holed up in. Davenport is frantic; they’d insisted on being chosen together or not at all, he thought they liked each other, what is he going to do if they kill each other every cycle…  The crew ventures out a few hours later to find the twins in the kitchen, sharing an entire plate of chocolate chip cookies. Taako asks them where they’ve been, and Davenport locks himself in the cockpit for a few hours.

Lucretia is not the best at interacting at first. She can, and she does, but she’d rather be writing and so she almost always is. And she writes everything - including entire conversations between other crew members, word for word. A rule has to be established that Lucretia’s notebooks are not to be stolen for any form of blackmail or sabotage because they keep disappearing only to show back up in the middle of an argument. Lucretia makes the effort to keep slightly less accurate notes. (She only sometimes resorts to blackmail herself.)

It soon becomes apparent that Lup and Barry are research enablers, meaning that neither one will be the Voice of Reason when it is three in the morning and the research would be better served by the researchers getting some sleep. They once manage to keep each other going for three days straight on nothing but coffee, and Taako has had enough. He drags them both to his room, tosses them on the bed, and lays on top of them to trap them. He has done this to Lup many times; it’s an adjustment for Barry. It happens often enough that Barry gets used to it.

Nobody can agree on music. There’s an entire month where wildly different musical genres are played over the intercom at high volume in a passive-aggressive standoff. Everyone knows that the classical and opera music is Davenport. To everyone’s shock, Barry is responsible for the metal contributions. No one is sure who keeps playing “Tiptoe Through the Tulips” - everyone thought it was Lup until she suddenly turned and blasted the nearest intercom speaker to pieces when they were entering hour two. Davenport knows that the feud is over when someone mutters a line from a song from his favorite opera, and they all join in; the performance becomes increasingly enthusiastic and dramatic, and the crew butchers the song mercilessly.

There are bad days where the worst happens, again and again, and while those never get easier, the crew falls into a routine for those too. Everyone takes comfort in different things; Magnus likes physical contact and will cuddle with anyone who’s willing. Davenport stays alone for a while, until he has the composure to face his crew again. Barry doesn’t like to break down in front of the others but he does break down; eventually, Lup and Taako are allowed to see those moments. Merle does his best to remain positive, even goofy, in the hopes that it’ll raise a laugh out of the others; Lucretia eventually convinces him to talk to her honestly, and it helps. It always helps Lucretia to talk to Merle, to try and sort out what she’s feeling. Taako has to be reminded to eat, and to leave his room. Lup is angry, powered by rage until she wears herself out and then she’s quiet; it helps to have someone close by, and Magnus is always willing to sit extra-close.

Eventually, they all have the same favorite day. The first day of the new year - no matter what the last year was like, the first day of the new year is always good. Everyone is home again, and whoever was missing is brought inside and put in the middle of the big couch in the living area, immediately squished between everyone else who can physically fit. All of the furniture is pushed together because no one wants to be any farther away than they have to and usually Lucretia (but sometimes someone else) brings out all of the journals from the past year. And they recount everything - good things, bad things, inside jokes and injuries - so whoever was missing doesn’t miss anything. Eventually Davenport has to go back to the cockpit to navigate whatever new world they’ve ended up in, but just for a moment what’s happening inside the Starblaster is much more important than what’s happening outside of it.

It was cat day today, so this had to be done– Sae-nyan (or would it be Nyan-ran) goes out to make a friend//

Bonus: a mini Yoo-nyan! ☆

That one fake Rick’s haircut felt awfully familiar.

For the better

Draco still can’t believe his luck. He doesn’t know what he did to deserve this. In fact, considering everything he’s done in the past, he doesn’t deserve any of this. Yet, here he is, three years after the war, happy and content. At least theoretically.

Like most nights, Draco clutches his blanket and stares at the ceiling. Sleeping has been difficult. Not because of the nightmares. They’re not completely gone, but it’s much better now. No, it’s because his chest won’t stop hurting.

He slowly turns his head to gaze at the sleeping man beside him. Draco flinches as his heart gives another painful squeeze. He stretches out his hand and carefully buries it in the mop of black curls, relishing the softness. Harry makes a pleased sound in his sleep and his lips curl up ever so slightly. Draco presses his own lips into a tight line.

Sometimes he feels like his heart is going to burst from all the happiness he feels. It’s like his body can’t cope with it, because it doesn’t know how. He’s never felt like this before. But most importantly, he doesn’t deserve this beautiful and kind man, sleeping next to him.

He still doesn’t understand what made Harry want to go out with him. He even initiated it. And now they’re living together. Draco still has a hard time showing his feelings. How can he be open about it, when he’s so conflicted and doesn’t even know what to feel most of the time? It’s hard to just accept the happiness and the way Harry seems to love him so freely.

Draco thought about ending it numerous times. Harry could do so much better than him. Not that he would ever admit that out loud, but it’s true, Draco thinks sadly. But he is far too selfish to give up on Harry.

When Draco brushes his fingers against Harry’s cheek, the other man stirs and knits his brows together.

“Can’t sleep?” he mumbles without opening his eyes.

Draco smiles at him.

“It’s okay,” he  whispers. “Sorry for waking you.”

Harry takes Draco’s hand and interlaces their fingers. He scoots over to him and buries his face in the crook of Draco’s neck. He inhales deeply and lets out a contented sigh.

Draco feels that familiar squeeze in his chest again. He wraps his arm around Harry and plants a kiss on his hair. In this moment, he vows something to himself. Not a day will go by without him trying to make this beautiful man in his arms as happy as possible. He will do everything in his power to show Harry how grateful he is that Harry chose him, for loving him, for making him want to be a better man. But how?

On the outside, he’s still as haughty and snarky as ever, but his friends keep telling him he’s changed. For the better.

He apologised to Granger and Weasley, but he knows he can do better and he’s determined to do so. Not only for Harry’s sake, but also his own.

And that’s when Draco realises, the only way he can make his boyfriend truly happy, is by being happy himself. 

It won’t be easy. He can’t just stop feeling guilty and undeserving. But he hopes he will get there someday. He can’t erase what happened in the past, but what happens in the future, that is up to him. He’s grateful he even got the chance at having a future, let alone with Harry.

So yes, Draco thinks again, he will do everything he can to make Harry happy. And that, apparently, starts with him admitting he is truly happy himself.

(Dedicated to @starshaping, who always lights up my day 💙)


u ask and i will deliver..!! though, to be perfectly honest, i wasn’t intending to have them fight… but this is super funny to me.


I haven’t seen anyone talk about this yet but honestly this is what made Mike one of my all time faves instead of just a fave from It. Everyone else makes WELL over 90k per year (we don’t know exactly how much more but for Bill it’s 800k) and Mike only makes 11k. Yet he isn’t the slightest bit bitter when everyone else thought he might be (implying they’d all feel at least some sort of resentment at being left to research while everyone else was successful). In fact, he’s basically just laughing and completely patient while HE reassures THEM. If I ever see anyone saying he’s anything less than THE most selfless, kindhearted person, I’m gonna flip.

Random Kakashi Headcanons

A/N: This is three steps away from being a shitpost

Originally posted by kokoro4kakashi

  • Kakashi’s that friend that seems cool at first but is actually the biggest dork once you get to know em. He’s all suave in front of other people but when it’s only you two that facade just drops. 
    • “Where did your cool and aloof attitude go?” 
    • “Where all the fucks I gave went” 
    • “Fair enough”
  • You know that meme that’s like “she slapped my smirk away but luckily I was wearing a second, smaller smirk underneath” or something? That’s his mask. If someone tries to pull his mask off Kakashi has a second, equally-sized mask underneath so you still don’t see anything.
  • Steals your food tbh. No one knows how he eats it without someone seeing his face, but he does it. You suspect the mask may just be a very elaborate genjutsu
  • Got drunk and tried to teach Pakkun how to play fetch. Pakkun did fetch–he fetched Kakashi’s dignity from the trash can and then dragged him home
  • Replaced all the snacks in the jounin lounge with dog biscuits once. Was subsequently thrown out a window.
  • Reenacted Diogenes and Plato’s interaction in Plato’s Academy with Jiraiya. Jiraiya was Plato. Kakashi had the chicken.
  • Sculpted an owl’s head out of a banana. Has not done so since then
  • Would learn to play the accordion if he ever got his hands on one
  • Once fought off seven rogue nin using a carton of eggs, a plastic spoon, and a bedsheet
  • He insists the previous point is true to anyone who will listen

Eliot Spencer, in a Leverage/Stargate crossover. Which is Leverage word of god canon anyway, so I’m not even making shit up here. I’m just drawing it because I’m sad it never happened on-screen.

anonymous asked:

Nobody is actually gay in Tolkien, friend.

not with that attitude