i make awesome faces

Mccree totally has to spend the first 30 minutes of being awake in the morning trying to remove himself from hanzos death grip. Its got to a point where his body naturally wakes him up 30/40 mins earlier than he normally did cause of the sheer amount of times hes nearly pissed himself.

Even when hanzo does release him the archer is still half asleep but unwilling to let his cowboy completely go so he sleepily follows him to the bathroom and sometimes to the dinning area.

The first time genji saw this he was so shocked. Even in the old shimada home hanzo never had a half way stage to his mornings. He was asleep and then he was awake. End of story. The younger shimada doesnt even give his bro that much shit about how cute the very dangerous, very strong, very mature shimada hanzo is because hes just so happy that hanzo has found a place… or a person that makes him feel this safe.

Genji also learnt his lesson when he tried to tease his brother about his new morning clinginess and zenyatta brought up all the pictures of genji drooling on the omnic surrounded by teddies and floating harmony orbs to ward off nightmares.

Neither shimada brings it up again.

Sombra sure does though.


But I want a woman.


Always looking across to the other side. 


a Papyrus expression photoset for all your Papyrus needs (?)

nothing of this is mine, this photoset was made from the awesome webcomic Insomnia, by the hand of the incredibly talented @wilyart

seriously tho, go read it


anonymous asked:

How about aliens reacting to humans who communicate with out words. Like my friends and I can have an entire conversation by making a few whistle/chirping/barking like noises simply because it's easier. And I have one friend who can speak in sync with anyone as long as she can see the side of their face. I feel like that would make an awesome story.

My dude, I’d suggest submitting this to @space-australians or @earthisspaceaustralia. I just came up with my junk on the fly. But I gotta admit, this is a great idea- aliens being freaked that humans can understand and predict each other so well that a few simple gestures can convey an enormous depth of meaning.

Imagine a bunch of aliens freaking out over the idea that humans might be slightly telepathic.

Some Mianite doodles of Alyssa and Mot <333

oh my gosh my laptop camera UUUGGHHHHH

But yeah i finally made my yarn Big Chill a cloak. I need to sew it cuz now it’s just pinned but that’s okay. If I could make wings that actually folded into a cloak that would be awesome. Some other day.



The dawn of a new era will bring about all manner of dissembling villains hidden within the light and shadows.


I don’t even care that the joke is obvious, I laughed.


I can’t be the only one who saw the S9 trailer and thought this.

Assurance - 5 (Harrison “Harry” Reader)

Part One  Part Two  Part Three  Part Four

Sequel to Distraction

Originally posted by sherrykinss

Originally posted by shipping-n-handling

Harry’s eyes opened slowly as he heard birds chirping. He sighed wiping a hand over his face as he sat up in bed. He looked around your guest bedroom and smiled. He’d thought it might have all been a dream.

He walked out smelling something familiar with a dash of burnt. He half laughed to himself as he moved down the stairs knowing full well that you were attempting breakfast.

He was surprised to see Jesse in the kitchen helping you. You looked over at him smirking a little, “Oh yeah. He was a real hero that day.”

“Wow dad, who knew?” Jesse said as she flipped a pancake.

“What?” He stared at the pair of you, “I haven’t…done anything…”

“You built my IKEA purchase.” You told him the smirk still on your face, “Without you little Ronnie here wouldn’t have a place to sleep.”

He looked over at Ronnie in her high chair munching on dry cereal. He smiled, “Ah…yes…that thing was quite a dragon to slay.”

“You should see him build something in a lab. It’s awful. If something doesn’t work…” Jesse started to tell.

“He throws a hissy fit and throws the closest noisiest object he can?” She looked at you as you smiled, “Oh yeah…I’ve witnessed.”

“Dad!” She pointed the spatula at him, “We’ve talked about other people’s labs.”

“In my defense I was stressed…and surrounded by…”

“Ah…don’t.” You glared at him, “You be nice.”

“How can I be nice when I’m fearing for my wellbeing?” He smirked as you got a confused look on her face, “You’re cooking.”

Your mouth dropped open and threw a rag at him, “You’re mean!”

He caught it laughing a little, “But am I wrong? That’s why Jesse’s manning the pancakes now, isn’t it? I bet if I open the trash can I’ll find the failed attempts.”

“At least I try! I’m not going to let Ronnie grow up on a diet of frozen dinners.” You told him crossing your arms.

He smiled walking over to you putting his hands on your arms, “I have no doubt you’ll get the hang of it. Maybe I’ll teach you a thing or two while I’m here.”

You smiled looking into his eyes, “That would be nice.”

“Ugh…” You both looked over at Jesse turning from you, “Gag…get a room.”

Harry rolled his eyes walking over to her, “You need to let them sit a little longer.”

“I can cook pancakes dad.” She gave him a sideways look.

You chuckled a little as you walked over to Ronnie with a jar of baby food, “You ready for your breakfast? We have something new today, banana strawberry.”

Harry looked over to you quickly, “Did you say strawberry?”

“Yeah.” You said popping open the jar.

“Stop.” He walked over quickly taking the jar from you, “You haven’t gotten her allergy tested yet have you?”

“No…” You gave him a weird look, “There hasn’t really been a need to. What’s going on?”

“I am…allergic to strawberries.” He took in a deep breath through his nose, “I can only assume…”

“He was too…” You sighed, “I didn’t even…I really didn’t know him…”

He bit his lower lip a little as he walked over to the trash throwing it out, “While I’m sure Veronica would’ve been fine. I couldn’t risk that.”

You nodded looking at him, “Thank you.”

“Why does it matter that you’re allergic to strawberries?” You both looked over at Jesse holding a plate of pancakes.

“Well…” Harry stood there twisting his hands together, “Y/N…before I came here…”

You stood up looking at her, “I was with this earth’s Harrison Wells. Veronica is his daughter and since he and your father are doppelgangers…they have practically the same genetic disposition.”

Jesse stood there a moment before walking over to the table setting the plate down, “So what you’re saying is…technically…Ronnie is my half sister?”

You smiled and nodded, “Yeah I guess so. She could definitely benefit from having an older sister who is undoubtedly the smartest person I know.”

Jesse smiled before looking at Harry, “You could’ve just told me.”

“I…” He sighed smiling, “I just wanted you to meet them before worlds collided.”

“And I’m guessing there is something way more complicated between the two of you then Y/N was with this earth’s Wells, right?” She sat down piling food onto her plate.

“You would be correct.” You sat down next to her smiling at how well she was taking it.

“Well I am all ears.” Jesse smiled, “You made the IKEA story sound so interesting, this one has got to be twice as good.”

“Oh…you know…” You looked over at Harry, “They say seconds are the best.”

His mouth opened slightly as he stared at you telling how you met him. Jesse was right you definitely told it better then he would have. All the sass, snark, and sadness.

“Dad…” Jesse looked at him with a frown, “I never knew you had anyone before mom…”

“It was a long time ago.” He smiled sadly, “Your mother was a beautiful burning light in my life. So was Y/N, I don’t regret anything in either relationship. They made me the man I am.”

Jesse sighed looking down at her plate, “Still…”

“Hey.” He got her attention and he smiled, “Losing Y/N made me fall into my work and my degree. It’s why I advanced so quickly and more than likely the reason why I destroyed many relationships. It was your mother who got me to see the world again. She inspired me to improve the world not just see it as a place I reside but as a place that I live. She gave me you.”

“Thanks dad…” She smiled a little.

“I love you.” He told her reaching across the table taking her hand.

“I love you too.” She looked at him before looking at you, “So…I see you have horses…”

“Noooo…” You shook your head, “Those aren’t mind. The place came with a ranch and I just let people board here. I don’t really do animals.”

“Bummer…I would’ve really loved to have gone riding.” She pouted.

“Well Ash comes out around 3, maybe he’d be willing to take you.” You told her, “In fact I’m sure he would. Apparently it’s really good for the horses to be worked out.”

“That would be awesome.” She perked up, “Can I?”

“I…” He glanced at you making a face, “guess…so…”

“Awesome!” She stood up picking up her plate, “I’m gonna get cleaned up. Where would you like this?”

“Sink’s fine. Dishwasher’s broken.” You told her, “Thanks for cooking.”

“Of course, anytime.” She smiled walking out.

You looked back at Harry, “She’s…kinda awesome.”

“Only kinda?” He smirked.

“Well…Ronnie is always number one for me.” You winked at him, “But she comes pretty close.”

He smiled as you started to pick up, “So…why haven’t you fixed your dishwasher yet? I know you can do it.”

“I’ve been busy…grading papers and working…” You told him smiling, “Teaching is rewarding but also very tiring.”

“I will add it to my list of things to do then.” He smiled standing up walking over to a fussing Ronnie. He picked her up and twirled around making a buzzing noise getting her to calm down.

“You’re really good at that.” You walked over to him slowly.

“I had practice with the fussing champ.” He smiled letting Ronnie take his finger in her hand.

You smiled leaning up on your toes kissing his cheek, “Watch her while I take a shower?”

“Of course.” He smiled down at you, “Take your time, relax a little.”

“You’re truly a godsend.” You told him walking away.

“Now…are you going to help me fix a dishwasher?” He looked at Ronnie, “You do know the difference between a wrench and a screwdriver, right? No…you’re just going to stare at me and look cute? Okay…that’s a good job too.”