#he's stupid your honor

[swifty-fox]

you know how Gale was ready to fight the RAF guy for the "heavy petting" comment? The first time I watched it I didn't even catch that right before Bucky and Harding kinda get into it Harding says something along the lines of like "It doesn't matter what you do in your spare time as long as you fly the planes well" or something like that and Bucky and everyone else laughs but Gale has like a serious look on his face.

Everyone knew they were fucking and everyone knew they knew except for Gale who thought they were doing quite a fine job at hiding it.

[mortemoppetere]

@rhythmicmeow from here:

Weird way to ask me out. But if this were smash or pass, the answer is pass! Thanks for playing.

​What? You're not a celebrity.

[snow-body]

*bonk*

[fellamarsh]

Yet another Kor HotU meme for your enjoyment

[one-winged-dreams]

"Okay, but at least Blue brings some braincells to the ship ri-"

Blue:

[cashmoneyyysstuff]

bakugou “ hurry up or i’m leaving your ass” but stays right where he is not moving a muscle until you’re finished packing your bag so he can walk you home and hold your hand katsuki

[merlotdom]

Jarchivist really chopped off his own finger, saw it magically reattach itself, and instead of being freaked out he just goes “well here’s to take two”

[kitkat13001]

⋆°• ☁︎ 𐙚 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖

>> l lawliet x reader

>> fluff, established relationship

you’re lying in bed, staring at the ceiling and being lulled to sleep by the rhythmic clacking of L’s keyboard. 

“you know what i wish?” you muse, watching the light coming off his computer brighten and darken as he flicks between screens. 

“wishing is of little consequence,” he replies, almost automatically. “it won’t change the reality we live in.”

you ignore him. “ryuzaki, you want to know what i wish?”

he sighs, knowing you’ll persist anyway. “what do you wish, my love?”

“i wish that we were in a romance manga,” you tell him, clutching a pillow to your chest and letting your head hang off the side of the bed. “and you’d be just a detective and i’d be just me.”

he’s silent for a moment, taking in your words before he responds. “but i am a detective and you are you. where would this divulge from reality?”

“no one would die, because it’s a romance manga and it’s not that kind of story,” you say with a sigh. “the biggest mystery you’d be solving was how to ask me out and the only crime committed was how you’d stolen my heart—” he almost laughs at that part, “—and we could have a beach episode and montages of cute dates and a christmas special and—” you prattle on, excited merely over the prospect as you list off other fantasies. 

ryuzaki listens as he works, used to this dreamy behavior from you (especially when you’re half asleep like this). your ramblings amuse him. 

“i could take you to the beach,” he muses, eyes wandering in thought. 

“hm?” 

“watari owns several private islands,” he says, wheeling around in his chair to face you. “they’re used for different purposes, mostly as safe houses for emergencies. but i’m sure he wouldn’t mind us staying there on a long weekend.”

“are you being serious, ryuzaki?” you ask after a moment, clutching the edge of the mattress to keep yourself upright. your eyes are big and curious and hold a little ember of hope and giddiness. 

“when am i not serious?” he mumbles in reply, clacking away on his keyboard but unable to hide a small smile. 

you clap in delight, letting out a happy squeal. “oh my god! a private island retreat!”

“it’s nothing fancy,” he insists, turning back to his work, “so don’t go thinking this is some grand occasion.”

“ryuzaki, what about a private island isn’t fancy?!” you reply, clambering off the bed in a hurry. you whirl about the room, darting between the closet and nightstand and dresser. “i have to pack all my swimsuits and summer clothes and oh, my sandals! and my hats and sunglasses!”

“i didn’t say we were going now,” he chides, casting you an incredulous glance as he watches you flit about the room. your manic energy is endearing, if somewhat exasperating. 

you straighten from where you’d been bent over the drawers, grinning and sweeping your hair from your eyes. “ah, you said a long weekend. there’s a holiday next week! if we leave in the next couple days, we can beat most of the travel congestion for the break.”

a small smile manages to overtake him at your spindle of logic. “so you’ve got it all worked out then?”

if you didn’t know any better, you’d think he was teasing you

“yes,” you reply indignantly, “now get watari on the phone and tell him i said ‘pretty please with a cherry on top’.”

he huffs with a soft laugh, shaking his head. you aren’t demanding of much, but once you have your sights set on something there’s no stopping you. “very well, my love. i’ll call watari, but that ‘cherry on top’ you mentioned will be for me, accompanied by a significant amount of cake.”

“deal,” you grin, shooing at him to make the call. 

[teaboot]

Duality of man

[rynli]

Follow-up sketches to this post

[lostonmyroad]

fucking love that bit in orv where dokja comes back to life and checks midday tryst and immediately goes “holy shit jonghyuk double texted me???”

[ayverx]

I had a vision from the crazy fairy

He's going to eat another human organ

[lavenderskye29]

Raditz Character Study because he’s one of my favorite characters from DBZ.

[that-bitch-kat3]

McGonagall after catching The Marauders after a prank: please sit in these chairs. I want to ask you all some questions.

Remus, whispering: Deny everything.

Sirius: Those are not chairs

[amazing-gates-96]

Wei Wuxian, totally oblivious: Lan Zhan, I hope our kids are best friends someday! Lan Wangji, not batting an eye: That's nice. I hope our kids are siblings.

[little-potato10]

Hwannibal the cwannibal :3