you're with him now

medic: heavy there is something extremely important i need you to do, you are the only one i can trust for this

heavy: oh, what is it

medic: i need you to punch me


heavy: what

medic: punch me, for science


heavy: ok

heavy: *launches him into the fucking sun*

Lance is like… the unexpected ride or die friend. He’s the guy you call when your car breaks down in the middle of the night but only after you’ve already tried ten other people. And when he picks up you don’t really have high hopes because you two aren’t really that close, but apparently he didn’t get the memo because he’s immediately like “oh shit yeah sure gimme a sec to get some clothes on and get in my car and also do you want coffee or anything? because I think I’m gonna stop and get some so I don’t crash my car on the way lol. no? you sure? okay hang tight for a few mins be right there”


Hanahaki Disease is an illness born from one-sided love, where the patient throws up and coughs of flower petals when they suffer from one-sided love. The infection can be removed through surgery, but the feelings disappear along with the petals.

To whoever made the prompt list:

Fight me in the WalMart parking lot at 12:30 this is so sad and also making this comic sucked out my remaining will to live



Because I love this child and he needs more love, especially his relationship with Yuuri ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

While Phichit is an incredibly friendly lovable cinnamon roll, he won’t stand for anything threatening his best friend Yuuri, even if the threat happens to be someone Yuuri loves. Yuuri clearly adores the Victor he knows now (just as much as he idolized the distant figure in the past), but Phichit won’t forget how much Victor hurt Yuuri in the past, unintentional or not.

I headcanon that on top of being a skilled figure skater, Phichit is an academic genius who skipped grades and entered college in Detroit super early where he met Yuuri, which explains their long acquaintance despite the age difference. He is very, VERY protective of Yuuri. I’ll put up a more detailed headcanon post later (and if there’s interest, possibly prequel comic of pre-YOI anime Detroit college days).

Also, extra:



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Okay but real talk who remembers in season 2 when Noora found out that Jonas had gotten a new girlfriend and kept that information from Eva because 1) she knew it would hurt and 2) she wanted Jonas to tell Eva himself? And Eva, although sad, understood why Noora did it.

I just don’t understand why Noora isn’t understanding the same situation with Sana right now, considering she’s the one who’s been in Sanas position before?

I love when Tony Stark haters say they wouldn’t want to kill the woman/man who murdered their parents.

I love it when they say “I’d be mad seeing it but I’d learn to control myself”
Fuck off outta here.

You’re telling me you can watch the actual footage of your parents being brutally murdered after years of not knowing what happened to them all the while the man who did it is literally within arms reach?
Oh, and you’re telling me you’d be calm and collected even after the dude you trusted lies straight to your face? Literally right to your face he lies, you realize he’s been keeping this info to save his own skin and he lies when you ask him. You’re telling me you would be able to control yourself?

Well fuck me running you should harness that ability and teach people how to do that?¿?¿?¿?¿

  • fanfic: you walk in to see him cheating on you, crying your eyes out he finally notices and jumps up "Y.N! it isn't what it looks like!" you cry more as the blonde skanky skanky bitch smirks at you "it's exactly what it looks it looks like" you run out of the house and jump into your car, hightailing it out of there, you never got to tell him you're pregnant with twins, his twins, and now you'll never get to tell him, you won't allow him to be in their lives, a couple days later he shows up at your house and before you can slam the door he walks into the house "get out" you angrily cry "Y.N! listen to me it wasn't me, i was being possessed by a demon and had no control over anything i love you" smiling "aww" you squeal you jump into his arms kissing him "i have to tell you something" you look him into the eyes as he speaks "i only have two days to live" you sob falling onto the floor-
  • me: God damn

fred, your insecurity is showing

>its a real damn shame about..the characters..

how insecure in your sexuality do you have to be to avoid a game because you don’t like how the protagonist looks

it’s not about “the characters”, you probably don’t even know any of their names, you just don’t want to be shamed by your “anime is for straight white cis het males lmao” sexually repressed funnyman crowd if you accidentally like it 

McCree is, hands down, the most comfortable place to nap in Overwatch, both before and now. He has the perfect ratio of muscle to fat, he runs warm, and he is prone to getting power naps whenever he can himself. He also doesn’t seem to mind being used as a pillow, which helps. Genji, as his Best Friend and generally already lounging where McCree is, is traditionally the one making use of McCree’s hospitality. (Genji also tells stories of the Left Shoulder, which was too perfect to exist and was struck from the earth by jealous gods. The Left Shoulder made sleeping in cargo planes not only tolerable but desirable. The Left Shoulder was naturally soporific. The Left Shoulder was taken from them too young. The Right Shoulder is too firm, in his expert opinion, owing to McCree shooting right handed. As McCree did not get blown halfway to hell and lose his arm specifically to spite Genji, he generally dumps his friend on the floor when he starts that kind of talk.) A free spot on the couch next to McCree is highly coveted, unless you plan on staying awake.

So it’s something of a coup when Hanzo stumbles upon the Boyfriend Privilege. McCree, who before had simply been allowing anyone and everyone to fall asleep on him, specifically makes room so Hanzo can sit beside him. Hanzo initially interprets the frankly baleful looks he receives as commentary on his relationship with McCree, and not, as it were, about the violation of the law of the seating jungle as everyone knew it. Genji’s murderous scowl he finds especially upsetting, because Genji had seemed supportive until that exact moment (and had been really damn comfortable until McCree moved). McCree seems unaffected, curls his arm around Hanzo’s shoulders, and goes back to browsing on his phone. Hanzo, attempting to put on a show of indifference, ends up actually succumbing and dozing off.

McCree brooks no argument on the subject, since Hanzo is pretty cozy himself and Genji, in point of fact, is pointy as hell. What’s the point of having a pretty thing like Hanzo if you can’t curl up with him on the couch on account of pointy jackasses anyway?

(Genji mimes gagging and leaves.)

Baseball AU: Trost Districts baseball club; Titans.
He's enjoying it (*´・∀・)b