#Its important to me that you know this.

[sepiamestus]

[post about things that americans are doing to other americans in america]

"What are we, a bunch of Asian people?"

[niinnyu]

Muse

Edit: by "I don't think that's happening" gerry is referring to getting the painting out of his head. He most definitely will help with supper. I need to learn to read tho.

[oorione]

forsan et haec olim meminisse iuvabit

[chloesimaginationthings]

Susie meets the friendly yellow rabbit in FNAF..

[jadewritesficshere]

Omega!Steve who is kinda nauseous and offhandedly mentions it to Robin. Which is fine as she reminds him of the stomach bug the kids had and he's suddenly concerned about making Robin sick (thinking about himself being sick doesn't even cross his mind).

Except, someone overhears it. Someone overhead that Steve was nauseous and spread that he was pregnant. Which gets spread around like wildfire. Poor single omega Steve pupped up.

Cue it being like 11pm at night and someone is frantically knocking on Steve's door. He's all bleary eyed and opens the door. Standing on the other side is Alpha Eddie with a bouquet of roses, a teddy bear, and a bag of what appears to be food.

Eddie who could not believe the audacity of some alpha who pupped Steve up and left. Steve!!! Its unconsciousable and if given the chance he would rip that alpha to shreds. So, of course, he's showing up. He's ready to step up to the plate.

[faerygardenparty]

I think its really funny how people got mad at the story of 28 years later and are calling it disappointing, probably because it didn't have much to do with war and killing zombies and was overall a much more contained story about a kid and his dying mother, which is funny considering the first movie in the series was a fairly contained story about a group of survivors trying to find peace in the apocalypse, 28 days is known for its eerie, quiet shots of Jim walking around a completely empty London and the apocalypse "ends" from natural causes by the end of the film, it's only in 28 weeks where themes of war really come in and there's a reason why it's the least popular of the series, it's filled with explosions and huge action set pieces yet the most memorable part of the story is the family drama in the beginning of the movie

It's also funny to me because 28 years itself seems to be saying "why are we trivializing death and celebrating war? why are we teaching young boys to behave violently?" the heavily stylized, flashy zombie killing scenes go away once Spike steps out on his own, the movie emphasizes the teachings of Spike's dad and the town as being wrong so he chooses to go against them, it's only once he goes off on his own that he learns the reality of death, I think the themes of war and violence are gonna make a return in the next two movies as the underlying theme of this trilogy as a whole but for this movie it was important for Spike to learn this lesson about death in a way that wasn't flashy or loud

[karsunboy]

They took too long grocery shopping and somebody was getting hungry

[wyrmswyrds]

how's that rise and grind thing going for you doc?

[chainsawworld]

Like do I even have to say anything yous all already know

[afterthelambs]

In another (happier) world, I think Muhen would've been Akechi's Sojiro. Akechi would've lived above Jazz Jin just like how Joker lived above Leblanc. Muhen would've taught him how to make the drinks and close up at night. They would've bonded over music. And Akechi would finally have an adult looking after him. Because Muhen does care about him in-canon. He's the only character in the epilogue that mentions Akechi, he notices who Akechi spends time with, and he wishes to see him again.

It's so sad that Akechi assumes nobody cares about him or wants him around and yet this random jazz club owner does. Do you ever think about Muhen seeing Akechi at the Jazz Jin sometime in December, not knowing it would be the last time he ever would

[crowrelli]

hey guys look up rugby players. for no particular reason.

[eye-merely-jest]

hrrghgghbmnnmm x-men evolution nightcrawler….

i actually didn't care for him when i first started watching evo 'cause i thought him annoying as shit but now that is PRECISELY why i'm obsessed with him. Weird Kid™ kurt is just such an endearing concept and it's like he's just like me and I FUCKING LOVE THIS GUY SO MUCH

[fidogo]

john price x reader, but accidentally running into the 141 after only going on a few dates with Price wc: 0.9K warnings: mentions of sex, age gap, daddy kink, dacryphilia, use of sweetheart + angel a/n: I make such a stupid joke in this about Ghost and Soap LMAO forgive me part 2

The pub was warm, a sweet haven from the chill outside. It was already decked out with cheap garlands and holiday lights, all hung with care. Your friends tear off to the bar to order a few drinks, leaving you to find a booth. 

You slink through the chairs and the tables, making a beeline to the one available booth. You’re about to get nice and cozy when you stop in your tracks. 

He’s here.

You didn’t know John terribly well. The two of you had only gone on a few very successful dates, but you were not close enough to know who he was sitting with.

What you did know was this:

1. John was older than you.

2. He was an absolute gentleman whenever he took you out.

3. He really liked when you called him daddy and liked fucking you until you were in tears (and after...especially after). 

Back to the three men at the table with him. Given their demeanor, it was safe to assume they were also military. One of them was maybe Gaz/Kyle...bu that was it.

Your feet move automatically. (Somewhere, in the back of your mind, you wonder if you should stop walking and go back to the booth you found. Maybe it’s too early to meet his friends.)

The men’s boisterous voices quiet as you approach, and the one with a mohawk elbows one who's masked. You ignore them, focusing on John, whose face softens a smidge (and his eyes light up).

“Hi, John.” You’re a little more nervous than you thought you would be. (He had you creaming on his cock and whining like you were in heat the other night. This should be nothing!)

“Hi, Sweetheart,” he answers, standing to kiss your cheek. “What’re you doing here?” His eyes are warm and earnest, immediately putting your anxieties to rest.

“Just getting a drink with my friends before the new year. Things are about to pick up, so we’re trying to just get a drink one last time.” John looks at you so fondly, it warms your heart. Fuck the alcohol, fuck the fire or radiator or whatever’s in here, all you need is John Price to look at you like this to make you warm and toasty. 

“Would you all want to sit with us?” He asks, knocking on the table. You glance at the table full table, trying not to laugh at his friend's expressions (shock and disbelief coupled with some respect for Price). 

Remembering his manners, John introduces you to his men and places one large, strong, hand on the small of your back.  You lean into him slightly, trying to not seem too pleased to be here with him. 

“This is Gaz, Soap, and Ghost,” John introduces. You freeze, confused for a second. You thought..... Oh. Oh.

“Oh.” You say aloud. Stupidly. John quirks a brow at you, prompting you to ramble on.

“I’m sorry. To be candid, I thought Soap and Ghost were your dogs..." you say trailing off at the end.

To be fair, he had only ever been to your place. You stare at Soap and Ghost. Based on the small amount of information you knew, you had just assumed...

John lets out a deep laugh and pulls you closer into his side. 

“What?” Soap yells. He’s no longer checking you out appreciatively and just looks at you in disbelief. “How could you think that, lassie?” 

“Well, John seems like a man who lives alone with two big dogs that have manly names.” You explain, sinking more into John’s side, trying to embed yourself into this warmth.

His thumb lightly strokes your back, sending shivers up your spine. He's so big and strong and... Your brain turns to mush for a second.

“Well, what about Gaz?” Soap gestures to said man, trying desperately to make any ground in this. Your push away your vaguely horny thoughts. You have to lock back in for Kyle's sake. You smile at Gaz and politely extend your hand. 

“No, I knew Kyle was a man. A pleasure to meet you.” Gaz shakes your hand and beams while Soap slumps over, and Ghost looks like he’s rethinking how he got here.

“Need to work on your manners. That way when Captain talks about you, people don’t think you're dogs,” Gaz says drawing out and emphasizing dogs with a cheeky smile. Soap just grumbles. 

“Anyway,” you start to say, turning your attention back to John. “My friends and I are about to take that booth back there, but thank you for the offer. But call me. Or text.” He nods and leans in to press a quick, chaste to your lips. 

“Have a good night, Sweetheart.” You nod before going to finally claim your booth. 

You hear Soap ask why John ‘calls Kyle by his name but not me or Simon’, making you smile. They seem nice.

And then you hear what you assume to be Ghost, say, “Not bad, Captain. Not bad at all.”

You preen at that, chipper mood carrying you through the night, even as your friends bombard you with questions once they’re all seated.

You wave shyly at John and his friends when they eventually file out into the cold. John sends you a wink that has you sinking into the booth. You’re so fucked. 

About 15 minutes later, your phone buzzes.

Can’t stop thinking about you, angel

Apparently, he’s fucked too.

part 2

[willyhoos]

you, and what little remains of your brother.

[kynaree]

April fools just passed and so I’m touching up inks for a lil marauders comic I made. I had to share a wip of my favorite panel. They’re so stupid <3

[nicoriice]

some holyghosts for the soul