Singed invented Magic Meth/Cocaine, stitched Jinx back together using magic meth/cocaine along with some duct tape and rubber bands, turned Vander into a zombie-werewolf, got arrested, sic'd the werewolf on the prison causing a massive massacre, was briefly put in both Cait and Ambessa's crosshairs, survived the battle at Viktor's commune and his werewolf getting exploded by a 2nd Grader, juiced the Zombie Werewolf to jumpstart CosmicHorrorMessiah!Viktor like a car battery, survived the Siege on Piltover, and still managed to come through everything alive and with his new Robot Daughter.
The power of keeping your head the fuck down.
f*ck expensive dates
let's just roam around the streets at 2am while holding hands, secretly paint a graffiti under the subway, and have a deep conversation about the meaning of life
My baby standing up to the snobs that treated her people horribly for years <3333
Affection meter: ∎∎∎∎ + 481 points ☆ ☆
Bc ofc I would draw smtg like this, since mr Shing song can’t stop teasing us abt it in the novel itself
This inspired by this great fic by @zxrysky bc she gave me everything I want from KDJ n YJH, you can check it out here https://archiveofourown.org/works/21596212 (NSFW)
september mood is warm crusty bread you baked from stratch, oxford shoes and cable-knit sweaters, fluttering eyelashes and glossy dusk-pink lips, wooden buttons on wool coats, lily of the valley and violet perfumes, and watching vintage horror movies on a stormy night.
Pretty cool hair, huh?
(I'm on copium)
Some late night research, it’s that kind of day.
I know someone needs to hear this...pass it on
Blake, with a large box in his hands: what would you say if I came home one day with 4 puppies?
Schofield:
Schofield: what's in the box?
Blake:
Schofield: tom, what's in the box?
Blake: I think you know...