friends eh

anonymous asked:

I'm not really surprised at the huge knife collection, but dude... why do you have a sword?

why wouldnt i? what else am i supposed to do when i need to stab something thats far away but i dont wanna throw something? get closer to it?? it could stab me back maybe. i hate that. swords are great, theyre the perfect middle ground. swords have all the stabbiness of knives but all the range of somebody with longer arms 

i have just realized that i could also solve this problem by using a regular knife and having tony build me a longer arm

but that sounds inconvenient when instead i could just use a sword

  • Friend: did you watch the homecoming trailer? God, it looked good and specially that part where peter thinks its a hug but tony was reaching for the door hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah
  • Me: w h a t do you mean?
  • Friend: eh?
  • Me: that was a hug. I know that was a hug. Peter knew it was a hug, Tony knew it was a hug, hell people in space knew it was a hug
  • Friend: bu-
  • Friend: ...

Finn Bálor: The Best Best Friend™


You told me once a fallen woman should be forgiven.

But I didn’t say that I could forgive. I can’t…
Yes, ask her hand again, be magnanimous, and so on?
Yes, that would be very noble but I can’t be that man

Garrett was not usually a man to experience jealousy. He rarely wanted for much beyond staying clear of the Templars, and yet here he was, with jealousy bubbling thick and hot in the pit of his stomach.

He sat near the back of the Herald’s Rest, tankard untouched in front of him as he watched them.

How Fenris had come to befriend Dorian, Garrett wasn’t sure. A Tevinter mage on the cusp of being a magister, the one thing Fenris despised above all else, and yet there they were, chatting over the bar like old friends whilst waiting on their drinks.

Really Garrett knew he had no reason to be jealous. Dorian had shown great respect for both Garrett and Fenris, and knew his bounds - any casual flirting was merely friendly banter, as evidenced by his interactions with the Inquisitor and other members of the Inner Circle. And yet…

“If you’re not careful, your face might get stuck like that.”

Garrett looked up to see that Bull had taken up the seat opposite him with his own tankard. The one eyed qunari gave him a grin and Garrett tried to return it. He must have failed miserably if the smirk on Bull’s face was anything to go by.

“Never thought you’d be the jealous type,” Bull went on, still grinning. “The way Varric writes, anyone would think you were a complete pushover most of the time.”

Garrett snorted, and said dryly, “I’ll need to thank him for that.”

“Don’t worry so much. Dorian flirts with everyone. He does that.” Bull leant back in his seat. “Everyone has their defence mechanisms.”

Garrett cocked an eyebrow at that, but said nothing and simply took a swig of his drink as Fenris and Dorian made their way over with their drinks.

“Well someone’s looking a little less than cheery,” Dorian commented, glancing over Garrett. “Fenris, you’re not starving him of attention, are you?”

Fenris smirked, and with a completely straight face, deadpanned, “only when it gets the best noises out of him and has him begging.”

Bull nearly gagged on his drink, a good amount spraying out of his nose. Garrett near choked, feeling his whole face heating up, and Dorian was cackling in delight. Fenris merely smirked, seating himself next to Garrett.

“You’re enjoying this,” Garrett grumbled, lowering his tankard.

“You seem to be doing enough scowling for both of us,” Fenris replied smoothly. “I might as well give myself reason not to add to it.”

He slipped his hand over Garrett’s thigh, leaning in a bit closer when Dorian and Bull weren’t looking.

“I am yours, you stupid man,” he said lowly.

Finally Garrett let out a short chuckle, shaking his head. “I know. I’m sorry.”

Fenris smiled, squeezing Garrett’s thigh.

“You can make up for it later.”

FMA EdWin week

Day 3: 85%

Ed returned to Resembool from the west, and finally managed to propose to Winry properly by giving her a ring. With the help of Alphonse, they created the ring by combing the materials: 15% white gold and 85% of the remains of his old automail arm.

HxH headcanon

Tbh I actually think that if Meruem wasn’t like, the king of the chimera ants, wasn’t trying to take over the world, and wasn’t dead, then I could actually see him and Killua becoming friends. Like just think about it, Meruem really wants to protect Komugi just like Killua wants to protect Gon, but neither really understand their feelings other than the fact that they just want to stay with their companions forever. I feel that if they became friends then they could help each other figure out their feelings towards Gon/Komugi and they’d be bros. 

They just seem like similar characters to me so I think that they’d get along. Naturally there would be a distrust at first, but that would soon fade and change into friendship, a quiet sort. Meruem would understand Killua, and Killua would understand Meruem, so they would kind of silently communicate, leaving everyone else to wonder if they even spoke to each other at all. They might get matching t-shirts that said something silly like, (in Killua’s case); “I love Gon” and (in Meruem’s case); “I love Komugi” I don’t know, something goofy like that, that they could both relate to and not feel ashamed of wearing because the other was doing the same. They wouldn’t have the same kind of bond that Killua and Gon do obviously, but I think that they could be pretty close friends.

So, to basically sum this up, my new hc is that Killua and Meruem would be friends if the latter wasn’t dead/trying to rule the world/king of ants.

Taeyong: Mark, you deserve the best and you found it. Haechan, don’t you dare hurt him!

Haechan: *laughs* I won’t.

Johnny: Don’t laugh. He means it.

Haechan: …I-I won’t.

Taeil: Seriously, don’t hurt him.

Haechan: Okay! I’m not planning on hurting him.

Jaehyun: You better not be.

Haechan: I’m not.

Yuta: Hey, Haechan, you best watch yourself.

Haechan: Why do any of you think I would hurt Mark? You’re all my friends too?

Doyoung: …Eh.