#((what a goofball!))

[yesverycool]

Pim finally turns green!

Zach and Michael are filthy liars ong (it’s okay still love them) ((kinda was hyped for puke green Pim tho 😔))

[azatas]

really really can’t recommend kevin can f**k himself enough, especially if you grew up watching sitcoms. it’s such a well done deconstruction/criticism of the genre and the way they blend the sitcom with the drama and the reality of what being married to a guy like kevin would be is so unique and bold and i think they nailed it

[cinnamonrollsledge]

BAND OF BROTHERS: EPISODE ONE + my favorite closeup shots

[heartoflightning]

“tommy’s good people. he’s good for you.” then cut to bobby and tommy running away from a damn chicken

[fist-of-vengeance]

john locke is such an absolute nutjob and im obsessed with him. imagine having the world's most horrendous daddy issues and chosing to cope with this by forcibly adopting everyone you meet. even if they already have a father. john saw micheal's dysfunctional relationship with walt and went "okay, my son now." charlie's struggling with addiction? adoption time. oh claire's mad at him? i am her dad now and also im raising aaron. boone? my son. this random hitchhiker? my son. dude is collecting surrogate children like pokemon, and he's not even a good father figure. he frequently causes problems for the people in question. BUT BY GOD HE DOES NOT LET THAT STOP HIM

that cop eddie knew all he needed to do was get in john's car and trauma dump about his shitty father and john would immediately go "okay yeah you're my son now."

ben probably could've manipulated him twice as effectively if he used this strategy, but instead he was too busy projecting his own daddy issues by trying to make john kill his abusive dad like he did. meanwhile john is reliving the cycle getting conned by ben over and over again just like he trusted his father. they're competing in the daddy issues olympics and no one is winning

[yxkipop]

OoOo~ I am back from the dead~, and I have gifted you this in regards to my absence~ ;v;(This actually turned out better than I thought)

Error sans was made by Loverofpiggies

Pop-up sans (Ail) was made by me

[slimepuparibaba]

Stelle Pestering Imbibitor Lumae DH be like...

*Stelle just lying on top of Dan Heng in his Imbibitor Lumae form, playing games on her phone while he reads a book* Stelle: ... Stelle, looking at Dan Heng: Hey, Dan Heng. Dan Heng: Hm? Stelle: I have a question. Dan Heng: ... Dan Heng, putting his book down: What is it? Stelle: What would happen if I touch your horns? Dan Heng: Dan Heng, flatly: Please don't touch my horns. Stelle: Why? Are they like... sensitive, or-- Dan Heng: Not particularly, but-- Stelle, touching his horns anyway: So, not like this? Dan Heng: ... Dan Heng, slightly red: I just told you not to touch them. Stelle: Hey, they're glowing. Why's that? Dan Heng: Stelle-- Stelle: Oh, whoa. Your tail also appeared! Is there a reason for that? Did you just get excited, or-- Dan Heng: Stelle... Stelle: Oh, do you have scales running along your spine? Wait, since you're a dragon, is there a chance that you have two di-- Dan Heng, pinning Stelle down: Stelle. Stelle: H-Huh? Dan Heng: ...if you're so desperate for your questions to have an answer... Dan Heng: Then I will answer them for you. Stelle: (...I'm in trouble...) Stelle, excited: (...hell yeah.)

[brionbroadway]

i have no doubt jaysohn will both take and deal me emotional damage, but i love that siobhan gets to play two goofier characters before playing adaine again

[lewkwoodnco]

just reckless enough

[brielarsonist]

she is the love of my life

[exhausted-exho]

Not Fit For a Spy

Dating Pezzy had its perks. I mean you had not only him but Sly, too. But there were also the downsides. Every night, without fail, you'd somehow end up in bed first, trying to sleep.

And every night, without fail, he'd try to sneak into bed with you without waking you up. And fail.

Tonight was no different. He'd been streaming for hours and you'd had a long day at work. Just coworkers being stupid, like always. So even though you'd simply been in chat as a Mod you were growing more tired by the second.

Signing off while he was midgame, Max didn't even realize you were leaving. It didn't bother you, it happened all the time, but you kind of just wanted a hug from him. You got home while he was already streaming so you didn't get much more than a quick out-of-from hug and peck on the cheek when he'd heard you get home.

Pushing the slight bitterness to the side, knowing that it was merely from work stress, you closed twitch on your phone and plugged the device in on the nightstand before getting comfortable. With how drained you were from the day it was fairly easy to fall asleep for once.

A few hours later, you woke up out of nowhere. You were unsure what time it was but everything was dead silent. Unease pricked at your skin, half-asleep as you were.

And then you heard it.

"Sly, not right now," he tutted. "You're gonna trip me and then Mom's going to wake up."

His attempt at whispering was absolutely terrible to be entirely honest. You tried to hold in a tired laugh, you really did, but a quick curse followed by stumbling feet and a soft meow broke you.

"Oh, shit, did I wake you baby?"

"Yeah, but it's okay."

"I'm sorry." You could hear the pout in his voice and started laughing again, yawning halfway through the noise.

"It's okay, just come to bed."

"...I'm trying." The sound of the pout was ever-present. Speedrunning must've been tough. That or chat pissed him off somehow. "Sly keeps running between my feet."

Reaching for your phone, you turned on the flashlight and squinted, not ready for the brightness. The illumination showed a frustrated boyfriend and a frustrated cat. With a small smile, you called Sly over, letting her curl into your side to leave a clear floor for your boyfriend. He sent you a grateful smile and made his way over, flopping onto the bed and halfway onto you, face buried in your chest, arms around your waist.

With a cat on one side of you and a grown man on the other, you struggled to turn off the flashlight on your phone and put it back down. Eventually, you managed and used your hand to now card through his hair.

"You alright?"

"Mmm." He adjusts a bit, getting more comfortable. "How was work?"

"It was kinda shitty," you admit. "But it's better now."

"I'm sorry I was streaming when you got home."

"Don't apologize for doing your job," you scolded.

"I didn't even realize when you left chat. Then when I came in to check on you before continuing for a little longer you were already asleep. I'm sorry."

"It's alright, hun, I promise. It's all better now. I just wanted a better hug and here we are." You yawned again. "Now go to sleep, I'm tired."

"Night, baby." He pressed a gentle kiss to your throat, his stubble tickling your skin.

"Night, Max."

[allastoredeer]

Radioapple are such girlypop×girlfail!

They arrreeeeee

Certified Girlypop

with Certified Girlfail

What's not to love? its the girlypop for girlfail representation that I need.

[waywardmillennial]

I'm never going to recover from his wedding cocktail being named Big Apple Steve

[charger-lens]

I am no Chaplain, but I'd be curious to test if something I read is true.

[rempesluck]

Hartford Wolf Pack #32

Bonus content:

[daigah]

Love these two losers...