“Let’s go home, Master.”

fuck you cyborg-kun don’t tokyo ghoul me

Damn, this is my favorite scene! It’s like Genos is communicating to Saitama through that drawn out staring and lovely background music *coughs* that HE KNOWS. HE UNDERSTANDS. HE STILL BELIEVES IN HIM. HE WILL STILL FOLLOW HIM NONETHELESS SO IT’S OKAY. HE DOESN’T NEED TO DEFEND HIMSELF TO THAT SHIT OF A CROWD. DON’T MIND THEM ANYMORE. LET’S JUST GO TO OUR HOME.

And need I remind you that he used the term “home”? IT’S THEIR FUCKING HOME. GOD DESTROY MEEEEEE.

I was okay the past few hours

but I think I really need to crash now x’D

what started out as as cough and flu this week turned into a terrible fever and body ache yesterday; a result of non-stop work the past month again;;;;sobs

My eyes feel like they’re burning and watery to the point it looks like crying and it doesn’t help that the next few pages of Last Geno is just filled with red which HURTS TO LOOK AT RN MMMMH

I wanted to answer/see/respond to as many things as possible but I’m really at my limit here x’D

But I want you all to know that even through this sickness, I’ve still been smiling and laughing like an idiot thanks to you crazies and all this LastGeno/50 shades/Emorock/butt talk crap that’s been going on the past few days. Laughter is the best medicine!

I’m gonna get some rest for the day and see a doctor a little later on in the evening!


Loose Wires(Villain!AU)
  • *Dr.Kuseno repairs one of Genos' parts as he closes up the last panel.*
  • Kuseno:You're all finished, Genos. I had a few stray wire pieces fall but they won't do any harm. They might fall out when you move so there's no need to worry if that happens.
  • Genos:Thank you, doctor.
  • -------
  • Genos:*Picking up laundry as Saitama tries to be sneaky around the corner*
  • Saitama:*Sneaks up on Genos with a grin before grabbing the cyborg* Got ya!
  • Genos:Eh! * A few pieces of wire drop out of his side*
  • Saitama:....*Stares at the wires as his face goes blank* Ah! Genos I'm sorry! I was just playing around! I didn't mean to break you! It was an accident!
  • Genos:Master it's alright
  • Saitama:*Panics* But your wires!
  • Genos:*Hugs his master's head* It's okay, they're just stray pieces from my last repair. You didn't hurt me at all.
  • Saitama:*Picks Genos up and buries his face in the cyborg's chest while whining*
  • Genos:My goodness, Master
wait wait derek/stiles thoughtcrimes AU


Stiles is a very goofy FBI agent, loves pop culture and old cartoons and hums the theme songs in his head when he’s driving. He used to be partnered with Scott, but Scott got promoted and now he needs a new partner. And for SOME REASON someone higher up has assigned him a civilian.

Like yeah, okay, he’s super hot, but wtf?

Derek Hale lost ten years of his life to a mental institution because he came online as a telepath/psychic at prom and was completely overwhelmed. Now the FBI wants to pair him with Agent Stilinski (and that must be a joke, because this guy barely looks old enough to vote, let alone carry a gun) to FIGHT CRIME.

If only he can fight crime AND train Stiles out of mentally humming the old spiderman theme.


So I’m at home for the weekend right? (Like home home, not college home where I usually live)

And. I was getting ready for my day, minding my own business, getting pumped for Genos’s voice in the dub tonight when my cousin comes into my room and asks what my plans are for tonight.

I said nothing but opm was on tonight and then they ask “my friend is in a show tonight you wanna come?”

They did not specify what kind of show this was which is how I was convinced to be a good cousin and come with in the first place. And then I get here. And I find out.

And it’s wrestling.

Like, you know, fake wrestling? The wrestling with a bunch of overgrown men in spandex that bathed in baby oil beforehand to make their muscles shiny wrestling.

So I’m pounding back a lot of alcohol (I think I’m at about 4 whiskey sours and a hard cider now) and trying to flirt with the bartender to get my hands on the tv remote at the bar to see one punch man when it airs because clearly I have my priorities straight.

I get my most recent drink and sit back down and my cousin leans over and goes “you’re going to love the next match. One of the guys’ gimmicks is the strongest man”.

And then they wink at me.

And I get that sinking feeling that this is not going to end well.

Naturally, I’m live texting @cinensis this horseshit to educate him on the wonders of white trash America and he’s laughing his ass off. And then not five minutes after Cin gives me false hope that this won’t be a train wreck I hear the music.

It is not the one punch man theme, it is an English cover of the one punch man theme.

The wrestler comes strolling out in Caillou lookin ass trunks and is the tiniest little fucker I’ve ever seen come out half-naked covered in baby oil and he’s screaming like he actually has a chance at taking down the 4 other 200+ pound dudes in the ring.

Listen, he isn’t even bald.

It took 2 minutes and he was the first of the 5 eliminated.

I was very upset. This Saitama impersonator lied to me I have never felt more betrayed.

The bartender still won’t guarantee the remote and headphones for the TV when One Punch Man comes on.

When I say I am convinced I am in a shitty game of Sims, this is why. This and my other cousin that decided to be a nun before she became Catholic.

Send help there are at least 2 more hours to this and I do not have enough money to drown my sorrows in whiskey for much longer.