my back is killing me!

imagine getting blocked for making a post about how you’re tired of lesbians getting killed off in almost every show that has ever existed ever

anonymous asked:

Question: I come from another "dimension", as you call it. I got exiled here by my people. Should, by your logic with Tommy, I be sent back for my people to probably kill me permanently?

“They are different situations, and thus not comparable.”

Fill-a-Page February day 23!

I was in a Kuroo kind of mood today. His hair is such a disaster zone omg.

Brave Paladin, reveal your hopes and fears. Redbubble


HEY IT’S A (really late) VALENTINE’S DAY SEQUEL TO THIS! You should really look at that to understand what’s going on, but as a quick backstory to this, Adrien found out the scarf he thought his dad gave him was from Marinette, it upset him too much so he gave it back to her.

And then I hated that it was just angst so I made this to make up for it? What started as a one page thing turned into a too-many-pages thing. Hence being like… 2 weeks later for V-day. Oh well! Enjoy!

Also, as for what Marinette actually got Adrien…


favorite comic character meme ✦  [1/3] platonic relationships: bruce wayne

“But the whole truth was obvious. Bruce liked having Jason out here.”

Sometimes I still get these urges to contact you.
It feels like pure desperation…  Like my skin is crawling and my eyes are burning and I just want you back in my life so badly….
And I don’t know why? Where these sudden urges come from?
Why do I still do this, even after all this time?!
It’s like I'm getting out, I'm almost clear…. and then suddenly I feel like I would do absolutely anything just to have you back in my life again.
Even for a single moment…. Just to see you, talk to you - ANYTHING!
It’s like I don’t WANT to be out, I still want to be in love with you because in my mind, loving you equates to happiness and I just want that back… just for one second.
But I have to remind myself it’s not healthy. 
Loving you is not like it used to be - it's not real anymore.
It’s not happy, it’s not positive…. and it’s gone and I can’t go back.
All I can do is put the phone down, blink back the tears … and keep moving forward.
—  Ranata Suzuki

My baby boy Takashi Shirogane (*´◡`) I’ll draw the others soon | Redbubble 
(Keith, Hunk)

Harry wanted to fight Draco.

He wanted to fight with his fists - punching him in his gut, his arms, his face. He wanted to use his teeth, his nails; every nasty bit of fighting he never really let himself get lost in. He wanted the world to disappear in that moment, the buzzing in his ears almost like a crashing crescendo, his vision only focused on Draco, only focused on hurting him.

So when Draco had suddenly surged forward, his hands on Harry’s side and his lips against his - Harry delivered.

He scratched his nails against Draco’s skull, pulling on his hair so hard it must hurt, he bit Draco’s lip until the other boy was moaning and whimpering against him, his body shaking and falling down against his own. He grabbed and pulled and pushed against every bit of Draco’s skin he could find - dragging his nails under Draco’s shirt, clutching Draco’s arse to get him to be closer, closer, closer -

Harry wanted to fight Draco.

It was just better at moments like this, when Draco fought back.