ok i made this again

hc when genji and jesse are both feeling lonely (or just miss each other), they sit down and they’ll write letters to each other. neither of them are particularly brilliant writers & half of these letters arent sent for fear of them being lost in the mail, but they write letters to each other that are basically just a real long list of the things they love about one another.

what genji loves about jesse is:

  • how he smiles when he laughs
  • the way his hair looks when he takes his hat off, and how he runs his hand through it to ruffle it up properly
  • those mornings when he pretends to like black coffee, even though genji knows for a fact that he’d sweeten it to the point that it’s almost sickening if he could (and generally, he likes the smell of fresh coffee in the mornings)
  • when he cant sleep, so he stays up and reads an old book that he’s had probably since he was a kid, judging by the state of the cover. genji guesses that jesse’s read that book at least ten, fifteen times since they’ve known each other.

what jesse loves about genji is:

  • just the way he laughs, period. genji tends to close his eyes and laugh with his whole upper body & jesse loves that.
  • how he taps his fingers when hes trying to wake himself up/keep himself from drifting off, the way his head lulls forward if he cant, the way he tries to straighten his spine and look alert (and the way the drum of his fingers comes to a slow stop when he finally falls asleep where he’s sitting)
  • the color of his eyes when they’re sitting outside looking for a shooting star, specifically how they once looked like they were reflecting every single star in that sky
  • his sense of sarcasm?? they’re both very snarky, jesse loves genji’s brand in particular

basically these letters are 100% as sappy as i got writing this post,


cant forget my best son


Brooklyn Nine-Nine rewatch + best quotes per episode, as decided by my followers

1x01, “Pilot”

Special mention:
“Okay, two points to make here. First: Rihanna? You…and then, *:・゚✧ Rihanna ✧ ・゚ :* .”

Here have a smoking Purple Guy


I miss the old Kanye.

Polo wearing. The first nigga with a Benz and a backpack. Bulls jacket with his hat broke way off. The “George Bush doesn’t care about black people” Kanye. Bernie Mac skits.

I miss the old Kanye.

Soul samples sped up. Teddy bear in a suit. Outselling 50 when Fiddy was THAT dude. Only Chicago cat with a ROC chain. Bro you did a track with Dilated People’s. Threw Twista, Lupe, Mos Def, Common and Talib on your projects. My G…you had Jay-Z and Nas on your album when they were beefin with each other.

Dilla died and you produced a whole album in his style. For the culture.

You see I’m a fan. You’re the last Rapper to change the game. Good or bad. Drake’s style? Yeezy taught him. Kendrick or Cole getting political on radio tracks? Yeezy made it ok again. I say “again” cause hip hop goes through cycles. 50 changed the game from the Puffy Shiny Suit era. Kanye made it ok to rap like a regular person with big dreams. Spaceships.

You see I’m a fan. I remember your first Street team. I still got the free “Get Well” t shirt and mixtape. The original “through the wire” recording. I remember you coming out in the middle of a Twista show at the House of Blues…and niggas lost their minds for you. I remember the track you did for EC Illa.

I miss that old Kanye.

I miss the Chicago Kanye. The one at the school full of stones…nicknamed K Rock so they leave you alone. The “heck y nah” Kanye. Mentioning Showbiz Pizza on two singles when nobody else in America would understand. I miss it. I miss that crack music nigga. You were our first homegrown transcendent hip hop star. Polarizing. D Rose before D Rose. We couldn’t tell you nothing.

But I heard em say…nothings ever promised tomorrow today.

And when it all…it all falls down.

I haven’t seen a genuine smile for you in a hot 16. You probably haven’t cried in the same amount of time. I mean, I can’t imagine. Your momma died. Cameras everywhere. 634,820 tabs open on your screen. Why wear a watch. You used to be on TV talking like it’s just me and you. I used to dig that. Now you’re on TV talking like you know you’re on TV.

I was never mad at the cocky Kanye. You’re from Chicago Joe. That’s us…even when we’re struggling. Hard to be humble when you’re stuntin on a jumbotron. That’s not what I’m getting at.

You’ve been Bruce Wayne too long my nigga. You haven’t been Batman in a while.
Batman don’t even like Bruce Wayne bro. Batman our hero. Wayne? Just that rich cat with emotional issues that we can’t relate to. Ya dig? But…you was who you was before you got here. Ask your big bro.

I ain’t mad at the Kim thing. Shit. She’s bad as fuck bro. But a circus is a circus. Never seen a wolf in a circus. We miss the wolf.

And when he get on he’ll leave Ya ass for a white girl…

We see you with Trump now…looking like a bad wax museum version of yourself. It’s hard to believe you’re the same cat. Detroit Red cleaned up? It’s like we got Merrill Lynched. You building your own wall away from us. The same people you used to rep.

Even if you in a Benz, you’re still a nigga…in a coupe.

I miss the old Kanye. I’m still rooting for you. Still got that shirt. “Get Well”


A fan.


anonymous asked:

I've been reading your fic ps mind the dragons for a while now. I love it a lot, especially Myrlana. Have you thought of putting screenshots from your game in the chapters for the scenes you're writing about? What does Myrlana look like? She seems awesome!

Oh my god, I’m still blushing and squeeing over this ask. I am SO GLAD you like PS Mind the Dragons and Myrlana!!! I know I love her so it’s wonderful to have other people love her too.

I only recently started getting good screen shots of her (my old computer refused to do screenshots for some reason) though I have some art (my icon is from a tarot card my friend created for me featuring Myrlana). But now that I have a new computer, I have been replaying Myrlana’s story so I have lots of lovely screenshots of her!