that's not a high five

Uhhh I kinda got smacked around by some inspiration for a VLD fic, of all things?  

“I wanted to see how you two were doing,” Shiro said, collapsing against the counter beside her.  "But, it’s good to get a little quiet.“

Hunk frowned in sympathy.  "They still arguing?”

“Something like that.”  Shiro sighed, kneading his temples.  "I wish I could say it’s surprising, but.  Fire and water are opposites.“

"So are earth and air,” Pidge noted.  "Feel like sparring, Hunk?“

Hunk grinned over his mixing bowl.  "I’m good, but thanks.”

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SpockFact #72

After learning about Vulcans’ response to chocolate and sugar, McCoy decided to pursue an experiment to see what the reaction to other items would be. However, he only made it as far as vanilla when, after putting a few drops of vanilla essence into Spock’s lunch, the Vulcan became lethargic, started asking the replicator for pizza rolls and proceeded to stare out the view screen muttering things about how space is so huge, just like… really big, man.

(based on a prompt by anonymous)

A Sesshomaru for Valentine’s Day

ANNNNND here he is!! My one true Valentine. 

For the low low price of $00.000000001, here he is, right on your dash!!

Idk what’s wrong with me, I’m sorry lmao

Buut anyways! Pls enjoy this beautiful grumpy boy if you do not have a Valentine, or if you do have a Valentine, or if you just love Sesshomaru like I do. 

Happy Valentine’s Day!!

im already graduated but the fact that normal majors have you take a series of short classes throughout the day that you attend multiple times a week instead of 6 hour weekly classes still blows my mind. every time i read a college AU fic and they go “he sat through all his classes absorbing nothing” (its always this phrase) im like … all …………… his classes … all his classes … all his …… classes ………… because ive never had more than 2 classes in a day but those 2 classes would stack up to 12 hours of work

When Steph has had enough
  • Tim: This villain is dangerous.
  • Stephanie: Yeah, I know.
  • Tim: You sure you don't need any help?
  • Stephanie: I can handle it on my own.
  • Tim: But he almost took you out--
  • Stephanie: I can handle it.
  • Tim: Well, Steph, denial isn't just a river in Egypt.
  • Stephanie: You should know, you steer the boat.
  • Tim:
  • Stephanie:
  • Jason: Oooooooooh. OOOOOOOH. BURN! Street kids, up top! *high-fives Steph* That's what I'm talkin' about!
  • Bruce: I can understand your desire to fight alone, Stephanie. Your family links you to this problem. But you cannot let your dismal background play into this.
  • Stephanie: Yeah, my dismal background with a druggie mom and a criminal dad and yet I still manage to have better manners than you.
  • Bruce:
  • Stephanie:
  • Jason: *slow claps* Two for one, today is my lucky day! You, you special snowflake, YOU are sitting next to ME.
  • [ in which Blanche and Candela ask Spark out on dates]
  • Blanche: Spark, my name is Blanche. My associate, Candela. Charmed, I'm sure.
  • Spark: Are you the ones who keep staring at me and intermittently yelling out, "eggs"?
  • Candela: The very same. We are both interested in taking you to the Valentine's dance, but we are also dating each other.
  • Blanche: It is of the utmost importance that we protect that relationship from the stresses of courting you so we're trying to be as direct and aboveboard about this as possible.
  • Candela: Will you go to the dance with one of us, and if so, which one?
  • Spark: We need to get one thing straight first: this is the cutest thing that's ever happened to me.
  • Blanche & Candela: [sweet high five]

rubbertapping  asked:

in an alternate universe fishmobs and mobfishs are just normal mob and normal fish and in that same universe someone goes "hey what if we put a fishmobs head onto a mobfish!" and where we see a normal fish, they see a cursed Horror.

this is an eye-opening thought that opened all three of my eyes

Quick warmup featuring Nico and his black fire from @gr33kg0ds’s fanfic Secrets because this idea intrigues me. Does black fire still cast light?? Does it cast shadows instead??? If it does cast light does the light look like it has no source since ya know, the fire’s black?????

Also I like the idea of shadows moving freely on/over Nico when he’s in the dark, and I feel like that’s portrayed pretty well with this colouring style.

Bromance - ENFJ & INTP
  • INTP: *lounging on the couch, head half-propped up against the wall, double-chin-scrolling through tumblr*
  • INTP: ...ughhh...
  • ENFJ1: ...
  • INTP: ...ngggh...
  • ENF1: ...
  • INTP: ...hrreehh...
  • ENFJ: ...
  • INTP: ...orghh...
  • ENFJ1: ...what?
  • INTP: ...this is ...really uncomfortable.
  • ENFJ1: could... wait... let me think about this... move?
  • INTP: ...
  • INTP: ...ughhhh...
  • INTP: much...
  • INTP:
  • ENFJ1: *sighs*
  • ENFJ1: *drops a pillow on INTP's face*
  • ENFJ1: ...better?
  • INTP: ...
  • INTP: *muffled* ...yeah...way ...way better.
  • ***
  • ENFJ1: *watching a fail compilation on youtube*
  • ENFJ1:, physics sure is important.
  • INTP: *from under the pillow* ...word.
  • ENFJ1: I ain't talking to you, nerd.
  • ***
  • *renovating ENFJ's apartment*
  • INTP: Alright, what do you want me to do?
  • ENFJ1: *drops paint*
  • ENFJ1: Fucking hell.
  • INTP: ...
  • INTP: ...yeah, I could do that.
  • INTP: ...bit hot, though.
  • ***
  • *shopping, meat falls out of bag*
  • INTP: Ah, shoot your meat fell out.
  • ENFJ1: *giggling*
  • INTP: *giggling* Wait, wait, let me... let me hold your meat for you.
  • ENFJ1: *with tears in eyes* Yeah, can you ... can you handle my meat?
  • INTP: *heaving with laughter, failing to pick up the package* I'll try, but it's's just so big ...
  • ENFJ1: *bangs fist on supermarket wall and wheezes with laughter*
  • Both: *unable to articulate a proper word for the next two minutes*
  • ***
  • ENFJ1: So, how do we get to my new apartment from here?
  • INTP: ...hmm...
  • INTP: ...we could go to X, then Y, then Z?
  • ENFJ1: But wouldn't that be a major detour?
  • INTP: Yeah.
  • ENFJ1: Let's do it.
  • ***
  • ENFJ1: *wearing a washed out green parka, hand on hips, staring into oblivion*
  • INTP: *laughs* What's up with you, Brokeback Mountain?
  • ENFJ1: ...huh? What do you mean?
  • INTP: *copies posture*
  • INTP: *in Southern accent*
  • INTP: You sonofawhoreson bitch! I wish I knew how to quit you!
  • ENFJ1: *laughing* Fuck off!
  • *nudging war ensues*
  • ***
  • ENFJ1: Y'know what always bothers me? These online memes like "Would you punch your best friend in the face for a million dollars?" ...I mean...hell yeah?
  • INTP: Hell yeah, man - let's split the money 50/50.
  • ENFJ1: That's what I'm talking about.
  • Both: *high five each other while looking straight ahead and grinning*

thecrownedrose  asked:

Bucky, Steve & you are called into the principal's office bc your daughter was fighting. It turns out she was fighting bc some asshole was beating up on some smaller kid with health issues (a la pre-serum Steve). All your daughter has to say for herself is: "I don't like bullies so I told the punk to pick on someone his own size." Although Steve & Buck are proud, you're the one that breaks the silence: "did you have him on the ropes?" Your daughter slowly nods. "That's my girl," you wink.

Bucky and you high five, much to the dismay of the principal 

also what if she was protecting Steve’s kid

Daddy Wednesday™

played comp with The Boys for at least 4 hours (it’s 4am rn) and now i’m back up to my season high ✌️✌️✌️

What happened after Vader made that pun:
  • Vader: Be careful not to choke on your aspirations, Director. *stops Force choking Krennic, storms out, and immediately turns to Force Ghost!Ahsoka* Come on, up top. *Holds his hand up for high-five*
  • Force Ghost!Ahsoka: *Looks at him unimpressed*
  • Vader: Come on, you know that was a good one. You made the same one at Bonteri years ago.
  • Ahsoka: ... *sighs and high-fives him*
  • Vader: That's my apprentice!
  • Ahsoka: You still killed me.
  • Vader: I've killed everyone, especially the people I love. Don't take it so personally.