#maybe it’ll be me

[magic-cricketbat]

so who’s gonna write a fic of edwin finding out what a hand job is

[ato-dato]

Concussion?? I hardly know her

[libritosblog]

[happypeachsludgeflower]

So, in PIDW, there was obviously wife plots that could bring back the dead (mushroom body being one of them), and since we know Airplane is a hack that reuses concepts over and over, there’s probably multiple wife plots that could work, so like, where’s the PIDW fics where Liu Qingge somehow comes back to life, memories of Shen Jiu trying to save him intact, and goes to hunt the asshole down so he can repay his life debt, and along the way accidentally clears Shen Jiu’s name of all his crimes and now everyone is convinced Shen Qingqiu is a saint.

[thatfruitychaos]

[joe-spookyy]

so glad it’s not illegal to use lycanthropy as a metaphor for obsessive compulsive disorder cause i’d be in jail big time…. but i’d still be right give me one werewolf character you can’t apply an ocd lens to. exactly you cant. it’s about the guilt and the lack of control and the feeling like you’re irreparably bad or a monster and the fear of hurting others and the anger and. it’s perfect.

[crestapex]

I absolutely love the idea of wingman Johnny.

Him wingmaning you? Yes. Him wingmaning Simon? Yes. Him wingmaning both of you? Yes!

This guy is the type to drop subtle hints and make slight jokes when talking about one of you to the other. Sure, maybe he does do it to tease the two of you, maybe it is a little entertaining, but that’s just one of his many ways of trying to get the two of you together.

Johnny’s the type of guy to follow Simon up to the rooftop of the bar for a cigarette and only then ask, “Any plans for tomorrow?” All the while subtly jerking his head to your direction, his eyes following suit. He may as well give a slight nudge to Simon’s arm in the process, paying no mind to the raised brow and fairly un-impressed look the blonde gives him. But he does in fact see it, he sees the way his eyes gaze intently at you as he watches you take another sip from your glass. And he’s only ever seen Simon give that type of look to none other than a nice, cold glass of whiskey and sniffer dogs. All but things the Lieutenant has always had a special spot for.

Johnny’s also the type of friend to, during the amidst of a relaxed game of poker on the balcony of your apartment, start asking you subtle questions that may as well apply to your relationship with Simon. “How long ya’ known him?” Soon to be followed up with side-tracked, quote on quote, question, “Blondes or brunettes? Ah’ heard blondes are guid in kip.” Now queue the snickering from Johnny. And you can only raise your brows with a, “Mactavish?” As a questioning smirk crosses your lips. “Good in bed, lass.” He reiterates himself, his snickering turning into belly laughter as you groan and roll yours eyes at him, waving a hand at his remark. Though his trained military eyes can clearly see you barring the same look in your owns eyes that you always tend to hold whenever you personally speak about Simon.

Regardless if the both of you have or haven’t caught on to his little tricks and subtle-not-so-subtle vouching for the two of you, he’s absolutely going to keep it up until he gets told by both of you to either knock it off or until he hears that you and Simon are official. And when he does, you may as well never hear the end of it from him. But deep down, he is so unbelievably happy for the two of you. The crinkles in his eyes and the smile that graces his lips the moment he sees two of some of dearest friends being open and intimate with each other, even if it’s as small as sitting alone and laughing together in the back of the bar, is one of the most genuine things anyone will ever see.

Oh, and on a side note, when you and Simon do in fact become official, he’s definitely claiming he earned his spot as best man at your guys’ wedding/eloping… Christ, don’t even get him started when the phrase ‘Uncle Johnny’ becomes a thing, even if it’s just for a puppy that one of you randomly brought home one day…

[milolovesbmc]

This might be the first ever gruesome playground injuries fanart…

Close ups under the cut!

Flower meanings (from top to bottom)

St John’s wort: Superstition

Astragalus: “Your presence softens my pain”

Sweet brier: A wound to heal

Anemone: Sickness

[dynasty889]

I can’t decide to headcanon Telemachus’ personality as the sunshine boy he is in EPIC or an ansgty, moody little dude that still wants to be cool like his dad and protect his mom…

[oof-ow-my-bone]

phantom of the opera girl to phantom of the paradise boy pipeline

[baggy-holmes]

if i don’t go to the gym tomorrow everyone has permission to tell me im a loser

[stealingyourbones]

Why must the medication give me other mental health issues. I trade the Big Sad for the No Sleep and it gives me more Big Sad

[sketch-twentytwo]

Apologies for the emotional damage; Happy Birthday Harold Hutchins!!!

[puppyeared]

its so hard to watch time pass when things like careers and assignments exist. what do you mean im supposed to take that seriously

[stuckinapril]

Can’t wait to visit Iraq and just live blog from there. That will be so fun

[scissorcraft]

i really want to make isat friends…