#good god

[murdrdocs]

saw this on insta today… good lord

saw the full pic when i went on insta …. okay 🙂

#these nasty fucks #the little burn on josh’s nose … #mikes hair … #good god #and luca just sitting there plz #/chats #+ loverschatbox

[willgrahamscock]

We really can’t blame Hannibal for his crimes because this is how Will’s chair looked like when he left therapy, free my man he did all that but I get it 😫🍑

#alex says things #good god #hannibal #nbc hannibal #hannigram #murder husbands #will graham #hannibal lecter

[bliss-in-the-void]

Satoru’s eyes literally any other time in the anime:

bright, shiny, controlled

Satoru’s eyes the moment Suguru was leaving:

dark, dull, panicked

#i had never ever seen his eyes like that before #that was literally the one time they looked so…stormy? #good god #satosugu #satosugu meta #jjk meta #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #gojo satoru #satoru gojo #stsg

[mad-serotonin]

Take It Easy☀️

#haikyuu #hinata shouyou #haikyuu fanart #anime fanart #fanart #madsart #digital art #anime #I just finished the Haikyuu manga #good god #what am I supposed to do now???? #go work for all my hopes and dreams????? #literally the best manga ever #I’ve never felt so alive #so happy #I cried like 7 times #just between the nekoma match and the end #god #so good #a masterpiece #I’m so very proud of Hinata my baby

[kiss-inthekitchen]

bonus! i said i wasn't posting anything new til this weekend but i just got up to s5 e2 and spencer reid with that lollipop has made me insane, here's a drabble i just wrote in like 30 mins. barely edited, hot off the presses, hope u like

sucker

~500 words

Who the hell let this man have a lollipop in the workplace?

You could kill Garcia. 

You’re trying to act normal– trying so hard– but he looks so good. His hair is longer than it's ever been, so beautifully curly at the ends and you just know it’s soft. You need to test the theory but you can’t and it kills you on even a regular day. 

But today is a thousand times worse. There’s something about Spencer since he got shot, he just seems to give less of a shit. It definitely shouldn’t be as attractive as it is. 

It doesn’t help that you’d come in to tell him that you all had to be on the jet in thirty, and then he and Garcia had started asking questions, so Spencer’s been looking up at you from his chair for the past few minutes and something about it is getting to you. 

So yeah, you’re trying not to get so immediately caught for staring at Spencer as he wraps his lips around the lollipop again, but you’re also not about to miss a single second of it. You’re not about to do yourself that disservice. 

You clear your throat as the news broadcast about your unsub ends. “Right. So we’re going to Louisville.” 

Spencer moves to get up, finally. Popping the candy in his mouth, he waves one– large, long-fingered– hand at Garcia and reaches for his crutches. 

What is wrong with you?? You need to get it together before you’re stuck on the jet with pretty boy and all of the most astute people-readers in the Western hemisphere. 

God, you hate your life. If the universe was kind and loving it wouldn’t have had you meet Spencer in the behavioral analysis unit. If the universe was kind and loving, Spencer would be yours already. 

This was some kind of cosmic joke. 

“You good?” he asks. He took the lollipop out of his mouth to speak to you, his eyebrows raised in the most annoyingly attractive way. 

“Yeah?” you scoff, as if he’s the one being weird. 

“Okay. Cause you told me we have to leave and now somehow you can’t keep up with the guy on crutches,” he muses from the doorway, while you haven’t moved an inch. 

This man. If he wasn’t injured you would hurt him. You might just do it anyway. 

You shoot him a sarcastic smile. “I was being polite.” 

“How chivalrous of you,” he says, putting the candy back in his mouth and crutching his way down the hall without a second glance. 

You look at Garcia, and it’s a mistake. You can read her like a book. “Don’t,” you warn, pointing at her, and she presses her lips together but is clearly smiling behind them. “And I am so mad at you for that,” you add, gesturing after him. 

“Wh– he just took one, it’s not like I–” 

“Save it!” you call, already halfway out the room. You hear her laugh behind you, and shake your head. You love that girl, but she was not doing you any favors. 

Fuck it. 

You breeze past Spencer in the hallway. “Keep up, pretty boy.” 

You hear his indignant, playful scoff behind you, and you can’t help the smirk that creeps onto your face.

#im so sorry like i cant be normal about this LOOK AT HIM #good god #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x you #spencer reid #spencer reid fanfiction #criminal minds #my fics

[davidtennan-t]

when the Doctor said ‘I loved that man’ thinking Wilf had passed

#good god #doctor who #fourteenth doctor #Wilfred mott #Doctor who 60th

[twottie-m8]

DCA & Y/N shenanigans

#fnaf #fnaf sb #fnaf security breach #five nights at freddy's security breach #five nights at freddy's #fnaf daycare attendant #fnaf sb daycare attendant #fnaf sun #fnaf sb sun #fnaf moon #fnaf sb moon #fnaf y/n #art #my art #i always forget how many tags there are #good god #long post #traditional art

[vesperione]

“Like a nighthawk, he preys” hits a lot harder when the only nighthawk in the show, being Zeke The Fightin Nighthawk, prays for his life right before max kills him.

#GOOD GOD #starkid #npmd #nerdy prudes must die #aljteralmonster #Hatchetfield

[attackoneyebrows]

i'm scared of ending up alone.

#the last of us #the last of us hbo #tlouedit #tlouhboedit #bella ramsey #ellie williams #tlou spoilers #the noise she made when henry shot himself #good god #this ep honestly was the most heartbreaking for me yet

[weathertheraine]

Shapes shapes shapes… fantasy races makes for such fun proportions

Edit: coloured em

#i have been informed that laios is wine stopper coded #and that marcille looks like a macaroni #thanks everybody #senshi 0_0 #chilchuck small look at laios’ hand next to him lmao #Marcilles hair is so hard to draw #dunmeshi #dungeon meshi #laios touden #laios thorden #good god #laius touden #marcille donato #marcille dungeon meshi #chilchuck tims #chilchack tims #chilchuck dungeon meshi #senshi of izganda #senshi #senshi dunmeshi #artists on tumblr #digital art #procreate #hq!! #dunmeshi fanart #dungeon meshi fanart

[oh-katsuki]

JESUS CHRIST.

#HIS WAIST??? GOD! #IM SO UNWELL #GOOD GOD #jjk spoilers #jjk ep 30 spoilers #FBNREJIQBV;NREJQKGFV;NRQJKFR #DEJNWIVO;EHN #FVCIREOhnv #good LORD #i want him so bad #mappa got WILDLY carried away #they know their audience so well #im sweating.

[aeteut]

The shape of love, Wolfstar.

By likeafunerall, and reposted with permission.

#Remus seems he really cannot live a single second without touching Sirius #like look at his leg in the first one 😭 And the expression on his face just? #From there to the second the third and the last one in every piece of the art he’s holding Sirius #by the wrist and by the waist #Remus is never letting her go #gosh #Remus Lupin’s big hands covering the small of Sirius’s back #good God #Sirius Black in tiny shorts #Remus’s broad shoulders #he’s so handsome in the shower one. #wolfstar #remus lupin #sirius black #rlsb #r/s #remus/sirius #remus x sirius #harry potter fanart #likeafunerall #live laf love 🤍

[aliceisaperson]

It’s still fucking hilarious to me that If I Loved You was originally written for the scene where Steph shoots Pete. LIKE CAN YOU FUCKING IMAGINE THAT.

#I get he didn’t have the script yet just the outline but Jeff… #good god #if i loved you #lautski #npmd #nerdy prudes must die #hatchetfield #starkid

[nanaslutt]

bisexual blonde woman!!! sit on my face bisexual blonde woman!!!

#good god #so much cake #choso can’t handle allat #but i can >:) #yuki tsukomo #yuki smut #yuki tsukumo #yuki jjk #yuki #jujutsu kaisen #jjk season 2 #jjk season two #jujutsu kaisen season 2 #jujutsu kaisen s2 #jujutsu kaisen yuki #wlw yearning #wlw ns/fw #wlw post #wlw

[valyrfia]

I always thought that if I would make it to F1, Charles will also make it....it's not a surprise that we are sitting here together I think

#GOOD GOD #lestappen #las vegas gp 2023 #charles leclerc #max verstappen #formula 1

[sibylsleaves]

some things fall when they're meant to fall

4k | rated T | read on ao3

Yeah,” Eddie agrees. “And he’s always gonna be my best friend. He’s always gonna be the person I turn to. The first person I look to when I’m happy, or hurting.” He laughs again. “Even when it’s kind of his fault.” Marisol goes a little still against his arm, and draws away. “The first person?” Eddie turns his face toward her. “Well, yeah. That’s just how it’s been since we met.”

or, Buck tells Eddie some news. Eddie breaks up with his girlfriend. Not necessarily in that order. written for @burnthatbridge

Eddie collapses down on the sofa, propping his ankle up on the coffee table. It’s pretty much completely healed by now, but it still twinges a bit when he’s been on his feet all day. Marisol drops onto the couch next to him and kicks off her heels.

“Man, that was such a funny coincidence, seeing Buck and Tommy at Pizzana,” he says.

She hums noncommittally. “It’s a pretty popular spot, isn’t it?”

Eddie wouldn’t really know—Buck’s the one who picks the restaurant when they go out, always excited to try whatever new place he saw on instagram or the Los Angeles food subreddit. Now that he thinks about, Buck is definitely the one who first mentioned Pizzana to Eddie, so maybe it wasn’t such a coincidence.

“Well, I’m glad he and Tommy are hanging out. I knew they’d hit it off if Buck just gave him a chance.” It had been a surprise to see them out together, but a good surprise. After the basketball incident, Tommy had told Eddie he wanted to clear the air with Buck, and it seems the air was successfully cleared.

They’d been done with their dinner, but Eddie had convinced the two of them to stay for another drink while he and Marisol waited for their own pizza. It had been fun—he likes Tommy a lot, and now that Buck’s let his guard down he can see he likes the guy, too.

It kinda reminded him of how Buck was when he first met Eddie—territorial, at first, but then once Eddie had proved he wouldn’t be so easily put-off by Buck’s barking he’d sort of…melted. That was the only word Eddie could think of to describe it, the way he’d smiled and just opened up, like a dog rolling over to show his soft belly, blushing pink as a flower unfurling into full bloom.

Anyway, it would’ve been a nice night, with the four of them—and on the surface, it had been. They’d laughed and joked and recounted the entire hurricane rescue for Marisol. But something had felt…off with Buck. It had been bothering Eddie all night. Not quite the same way things had felt off with him before the basketball incident. Something else. He’d been…nervous, almost? Eddie had been thrilled to run into them, but for a minute when his gaze landed on Buck, Buck had looked…guilty, almost.

He had no reason to be. He’d already apologized to Eddie for the whole thing, and Eddie had reassured him and gently chided him for not just telling him he was feeling left out, and they’d been fine since then. More than fine. They had plans to take Chris to his surf lesson tomorrow, for god’s sake.

“Eddie,” Marisol prods gently. “What are you thinking about?”

Eddie turns to her, his easy-going smile already in place. Her own smile flickers and he knows he’s made a mistake.

They’ve been talking about this, is the thing. A few days ago, she sat him down and told her how it bothers her that Eddie doesn’t—hasn’t—opened up to her. He can’t really deny it. He hadn’t told her much at all about the hurricane rescue until it had come up tonight. He hadn’t told her much about Shannon, or about what Chris had been going through a few weeks ago. He doesn’t know why—he’s not that guy that just bottles up his feelings anymore. He’s not.

So he takes a breath, and he says, “I guess I’m just thinking about Buck.”

“Buck?” she echoes, but she doesn’t sound surprised, exactly.

“Yeah,” Eddie continues. “He seemed off tonight, and I guess maybe he’s still feeling guilty about what happened at the pick-up game, but—I forgave him for that.”

Tommy had been the one to explain the basketball incident to Marisol, when she’d showed up that night for their date and Eddie had been crashed out on the couch, loopy with pain meds. Eddie’s actually not sure what Tommy had told Marisol, but she seemed to at least have gleaned that Buck was more or less responsible for Eddie’s condition.

Eddie shakes his head and blows out a breath of frustration. “I just—I wish there was some way to get him to really understand, you know? That we’re partners and that nothing and no one is ever going to change that.”

Marisol shifts beside him, her dark curls brushing against his arm where it lies along the back of the couch. “Well, I mean. What if one of you gets reassigned?”

Eddie stares at her for a minute, puzzled. Then he laughs. “No, I don’t mean partners at work. I mean, you know. We’re partners.”

(keep reading on ao3)

#my first fic in...EIGHT MONTHS??? #is that right?? #good god #well the power of bi buck compelled me so here you go!!!!!!! #sibyls words #buddie fic #911 fic