#being like this

[thatcoyperson]

JOEL ON HERMITCRAFT JOEL ON HERMITCRAFT JOEL ON HERMITCRAFT JPOEL ON HERMITCRAFT JOEL ON HERMITCRAFT JOEL ON HERMITCRAFD JOEL OIN-

[who-the-fuck-knows-blog]

begging someone to get a higher quality video of this scene and also brighten it for eds facial expressions

[lyonelwhoretent]

Someone: Eddie Munson has to be gay, he uses the handkerchief code which is used to show your gay and kink.

Me: No. It's use as a means to communicate within the LGBT community. Not just the gay part of the lgbt community, it includes the whole lgbt meaning bisexual and pansexual and the rest. This only proves that Eddie is queer, it doesn't prove he only likes men so plz stop being shitty to ppl that like him with females.

[kinslain]

@sharkfinx asked:

"You seem tired, Itachi san. What's the rush?" taps his own lap "Isn't like Boss will know we finished the mission without we notifying him, nee."

Itachi’s immediate and stubborn retort of ‘I’m not tired’ stills in the back of his throat as he casts an analytical gaze over his partner’s colossal form. Outwardly, Kisame appears unscathed, a blank canvas unmarked by the sharp brushstrokes of battle. But what about inwardly? Some wounds cut deeper than what’s visible to the mortal eye. Some simply fester, never having seen the light of day. 

Itachi moves forward, his steps a tentative cadence, until knees collide gently with Kisame’s own. A resigned sigh escapes his lips; the exhalation of a man surrendering to the inevitable. With a gentle hand, he brushes the faintest whisper of a caress through dark blue hair. Whether the touch offers solace to Kisame, or whether he’s seeking it for himself: he doesn’t know. 

Decision finally made, Itachi settles himself upon his partner's thighs, perching sideways. The air lies heavy with silent sentiments, unsaid words, unasked questions.

“We should notify him, regardless.” It won’t do for one of the most successful partnerships within the organisation to be caught slacking. But even as the words escape his lips, he leans into Kisame’s warmth, cheek pressing against broad chest. “In a moment,” he amends, allowing himself a second of reprieve, cradled against the fortress of Kisame’s strength.

[actualbird]

my company is having a secret santa gift exchange and it's very sweet so we r all putting our wishlists on a shared google slide and i dont wanna ask for anything expensive or large sooooo

i am. a simple guy.

[maryreadings]

someone please kill me i'm too much of a coward to do it myself

[vanityloves]

this isnt funny anymore.