#your father

[gauntlings]

flattering angle for the five-head squad

[backstabbing-spook]

heeey spy, THINK FAST

bANG BANG💥💥💥💥

💥💥💥

- @the-green-scout

MON DIEU! WHAT ZE HELL?!

STOP IT-AH AH OW!

[wiirocku]

2 Kings 20:5 (NIV) - “Go back and tell Hezekiah, the ruler of My people, ‘This is what the LORD, the God of your father David, says: I have heard your prayer and seen your tears; I will heal you. On the third day from now you will go up to the temple of the LORD.

[idislikefrenchclass]

my dudes! and non dudes! i just listened to the new the smile album and it was great! i didnt know where these fucking 45 minutes went! especially track 7 was so awesome! listen to it! or dont! i really couldnt care less! (but it is really good! so if you don’t listen to it you’re missing out on something great!)

[cool-vocal-synth-facts]

did you know?

among the Japanese community for voice synths it's a running joke that the VOICEPEAK design for Frimomen is actually a suit the original design puts on. Even the official Frimomen twitter account runs with this joke using official art of him getting into/getting out of the suit

and to add an extra layer, it's also a running joke that Koharu Rikka is actually Frimomen. I'm unsure where it originally started. But it is also recognized by Frimomen stating in a Frimomen news video: "Hey, It's Koharu Rikka."

Source: NicoNicoDouga

fan art source: NicoNicoSeiga

if it is to believed that Koharu Rikka is actually behind those two suits. this makes her a master of disguise. meaning she could replace anyone. And considering she can speak English, Cantonese Chinese and Mandarin Chinese in Synth V. whose to say she's not learning a 4th language to expand her reach

[imsnazzysowhat]

This is all your fault Gon

Killua’s pov

Gon was such a fucking dumbass. Killua had always known that so why the hell was he so surprised?

It was just supposed to be him and Gon picking up his stuff at his parents house so he could live with Gon for the summer before college. (And maybe forever?) His plan was to just walk in, grab his shit with Gon, load it all into Gon’s beat-up truck, and stay for the night so that they wouldn’t have to drive home in the dark. However, that is not at all how it had gone and Gon was the reason.

It all started off fine, Gon had picked him up in his crappy beat up red truck. He was wearing a forest green hoodie with jeans and his hair was freshly wet from what Killua can only assume was from a shower. It was fucking hot, he had to admit, although Gon was always way more attractive than he gave himself credit for.

Gon smiled and asked Killua to get in. Shit, Killua hadn’t even noticed he had been staring at Gon. Killua hopped into the passenger seat as Gon cranked up the volume on his busted CD player. The rest of the drive was spent singing pop music from 2010 (because of course that’s the type of music Gon listens to). God, Gon is so beautiful when he sings. Granted, he’s not the best at it but damn, the way he gets so lost in the music is enough to make even the strongest men fall to their knees.

When Gon drove into the Zoldyck family's driveway, he gave Killua’s hand a reassuring squeeze before dropping it and walking out of the car. Before Killua follows out after him, he takes a deep breath before finally walking out of the car and closing not only his door but Gon's because that fucker left his door open.

Normally if he wasn’t at his parents house and fearing his life because he knows his family isn’t going to be to keen on him moving out (even though he hasn’t been home in months because his high school had dorms), Killua would tackle Gon until he closed the door himself but he was at his parents house so he just let it go.

Killua’s family was not expecting to see a smiling Gon at the front door and almost slammed the door on his face, luckily they saw Killua and reluctantly let both boys in. When Killua walked in, he saw most of his siblings playing Mario Kart as Illumi sat in the corner reading so dumb book and acting like he’s better than everyone else. What an asshole, Killua mumbled under his breath only loud enough for him and Gon to hear, Gon chuckled softly. It was one of the most beautiful sounds Killua had ever heard and he swore to himself that he would make Gon laugh like that again.

Killua had a clear plan. He was going to grab only the stuff he really cared about and take in a small bag and after staying the night, he was going to get out of there and never look back. It was so simple and so easy. Why couldn’t it have just gone right?

It was time for dinner and everyone sat at the long table in a very very tense silence, Killua could tell the quiet was really making Gon nervous and uncomfortable. Killua shot Gon with a reassuring look that didn’t go unnoticed by Illumi.

Suddenly Illumi stood up and decided this would be the perfect time to remind Killua that he would never be loved by anyone other than his family and that without family he would be unlovable to anyone. Instead of someone doing anything, the rest of his family continued to eat and ignore the whole situation. Killua could practically see Gon’s blood boil and he couldn’t remember the last time he had seen Gon so angry.

Before Killua could even continue eating, Gon shot up and angrily replied with that’s not true, only to be met with oh yes it is from Illumi. Killua knew that look on Gon, he was going to say something impulsive and frankly, it kinda amused Killua.

What happened next shocked everyone, especially Killua. Gon quickly blurted out that it couldn’t be true because he was dating Killua. Killua, mortified, yanked Gon's arm and dragged him to his room before anyone could react. Killua was completely fucked and he knew it but he was also compleatly red. "What the fuck, dude?" Killua asked in a panicked tone, he was pacing the room as Gon (who had somehow ended up on the bed) giggled softly and told him to relax because it wasn’t like he was gonna see most of the people in this house ever again so he shouldn’t worry about it.

This did not seem to make Killua feel better, it was like he couldn’t even hear Gon. Before Killua could start rambling, he felt Gon’s lips on his. Killua couldn’t breathe. What the fuck had just happened? The kiss only lasted about two seconds but it felt like a lifetime that ended too short. "What the hell was that, Gon?" Killua asked. "It was the only thing I thought of to get you out of your head," Gon responded as he rubbed the back of his neck and Killua could have sworn there was a slight hint of blush on his cheeks.

Gon’s pov

Gon really hated Killua’s family, but he especially hated when they treated his best friend like shit. He regrets nothing except the fact that it freaked Killua, out but other than that, Illumi and all the other family that sat back and said nothing could kindly choke on an egg.

Gon had been more than happy to help Killua grab his stuff from the Zoldyck family estate. He had only ever been there once when he tried to break Killua out (successfully might he add), but even though he had only met some Killua’s family once, he already hated them (and they hated him too).

They were laying on Gon’s bed talking and goofing around after school like they did everyday when Killua had asked Gon to help him move out. Gon loved Killua and would do anything for him no matter what, so of course he said yes.

Gon stopped his car in front of Killua’s dorm before texting his friend that he was there. Gon waited as his friend slowly walked to his car almost like he dreaded getting in.

When Killua opened the car door there seemed to be a slight pause. Killua stared blankly, although Gon could not tell what his friend was looking at or thinking. “Are you coming in?” Gon asked with a smirk.

Killua jumped into the car almost like he was startled from a trance. Gon mentally shrugged, chalking Killua’s strange behavior to nerves. Gon turned the volume of his radio up in hopes to try and distract Killua from his nerves. Even though Killua would never admit it Gon knew he enjoyed the 2010’s music blasting in his ear maybe even more than Gon.

Killua was wearing a baggy purple hoodie with a big middle finger in the center and black ripped jeans with a pair of gray combat boots. Gon had to stop himself from staring at Killua and focus on the road (more than once), but everytime he looked back at him, he could see Killua instantly look away from him. This didn’t shock Gon as he hummed along to firework. Killua never really liked eye contact.

As Gon drove into the driveway of his best friend's family home, he could sense Killua getting more tense. He decided to give his hand a reassuring squeeze before getting out of his car. He purposely left his door open hoping that it would spark some sort of reaction from Killua, distracting Killua and maybe making him laugh a little. Gon was a little surprised that Killua just closed his door.

Killua’s family was not expecting to see a smiling Gon at the front door and almost slammed the door on his face. Luckily, they saw Killua and reluctantly let both boys in. When Gon walked in, he saw most of his friends siblings playing Mario Kart as Illumi sat in the corner reading a dumb book and acting like he’s better than everyone else. "What an asshole," Gon heard Killua say under his breath and had to laugh. Moments like this reminded Gon of why he fell for his friend.

Gon knew Killua had a plan, since Killua had told him multiple times. Killua was going to grab the stuff he wanted and put it into a small bag. Then after staying the night, they were going to get out of there and never look back. That is not what happened.

As Gon sat down for dinner, he was drowning in the heavy tension radiating off of everyone in the room, except him and Killua. It was all starting to get on Gons nerves. Killua shot Gon a reassuring glance that was very much appreciated by Gon. It was a small gesture that reminded Gon he wasn’t alone in this unfamiliar hostile environment.

Suddenly Illumi stood up and calmly spit some BS about how Killua would never be loved by anyone other than his family. Gon wasn’t listening closely, he was too busy seething. "How dare anyone talk about Killua like that…" Gon’s blood was boiling. Gon could tell that Killua was looking at him amused, almost seeing what he would do.

Gon angrily challenged Illumi by shouting "That's not true!" Illumi, who seemed a little taken aback that anyone had responded to him, kept his cool and slyly shot back "Oh yes it is" Before Gon could even think, he stood up, and in front of everyone, he loudly proclaimed, "That's not true. I'm dating Killua. And you can all suck on an egg."(okay maybe he didn’t tell them to suck on an egg but he was thinking it).

Before Gon or anyone could react, he was yanked out of his seat and dragged by Killua to his friends room, and could have sworn he saw a slight blush on the white haired man’s face. Killua was freaking the fuck out, pacing around the room, mumbling to himself. Nothing Gon said seemed to be heard by the pacing boy, so Gon did the only thing he knew would make the other boy stop. He kissed him. The kiss seemed to last a lifetime, but ended too soon. "What the hell was that, Gon?" Killua asked. "It was the only thing I thought of to get you out of your head," Gon responded as he rubbed the back of his neck as a faint tint of blush flushed his cheeks.

ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/44322784

[marvelousmop]

[Beyond Belief - s2e2]

[sherkisgod]

[mondo-grosso]

oh sweetie you dont know the stories your grandma have to tell you about your grandpa.....

this generation has made it seem like a person being loyal in a relationship is a luxury when it should be a standard tbh

[gauntlings]

forgot i was wearing a shirt that said "call the cops idgaf" when i left the house but tbh the eye doctor thought it was v funny

[chloesimaginationthings]

The Afton kids deserved better in FNAF..

[wiirocku]

Luke 12:32 (NLT) - “So don’t be afraid, little flock. For it gives your Father great happiness to give you the Kingdom.

[ciderjacks]

contracts written in blood

+

[the-unspeakable-tsar]

Santa Claus will try to have sex with your father.

thank you and god bless you, and god bless america, friends.

[everwalldigan]

I love the idea of all the robins kinda being clones of each other with just a few differences and a concussed Bruce not being able to tell who he’s squinting at so he just says generic statements and avoids saying any names

Bruce (sitting at the breakfast table): so… how’s the weather… dick?

Jason (grinning): you do know I’m gonna hold this against you for like, the next 2 months right

Bruce: (groans into his hands)

Bruce (walking into the living room): hey have you read through the files I gave you yesterday?

Dick: (confused cause he took a day off to surprise Bruce) ?

Bruce: so?

Dick: er… no?

Bruce: Dick?? What are you doing here?

Bruce (walks into the kitchen with a fresh concussion): Jason? I thought you were on a mission with the outlaws?

Tim: (frozen through mid fridge raid, having assumed they were past Bruce calling him Jason since yk. He’s a shit brickhouse now and Tim is, well, obviously not): uh?

Bruce: *turns around and leaves*

Bruce: Oh hey Cass, when did you arrive from Babs’?

Damian: (slowly turns around in the black hoodie he’s wearing) we’re not even the same gender

Bruce: (under his breath) yeah but the same height

[bruciemilf]

Something something violence has always been the primary love language for Waynes, something something.

It breaks me that Bruce loves Jason so deeply, and Jason is so completely unaware of it. He comes to the conclusion that love is religion. You have to see to believe.

I’m just thinking about Jason watching evidence of how wrecked Bruce is after his death. He stalks Batman, always, tracks down every movement and breath. He waits for the perfect moment to shoot.

Your father only dies once, after all.

That moment, mysteriously, doesn’t come.

Jason’s never been scared of Bruce. Fear, to him, is darkness and cold and a bleach white face laughing at him. Fear of Bruce not being there at all. That’s fear.

I need a scene where Jason, — Red Hood, — watches Batman pin down a mugger.

He doesn’t know what that man says. Something about getting on him for not being there when Wayne’s boy got killed.

He’s never been scared of Bruce.

But when he punches that man, over and over and over, when his throat makes those horrible sounds of gasping effort, animal and feral, he’s afraid. Afraid Bruce won’t stop.

He’s about to jump in when another, smaller pair of feet runs up to the scene and Jesus Christ that’s a kid — A kid wearing Jason’s old uniform. Wrapping his arms around Batman’s and clinging.

The man on the ground is motionless. If he didn’t blink, Jason wouldn’t know there was a face anymore.

But that’s not the worst part.

The worst part is Bruce crying. Gasping, punched out noises, his hands drenched with red, squeezing the kid so close to him.

“My baby. Oh my baby.”