A Strong Start. 

Saw a video on Instagram of this guy crocheting on public transport and all the grandmas were in love with him… and I’m sorry, but that’s literally how I see Jason.

He picked up crocheting because he needed to get his mind off of things and he read somewhere that repetitive tasks are good with keeping you engaged. So, he started learning and soon found himself addicted. Jason starts making everyone in the family poorly crocheted sweaters and toques. He takes his yarn and hooks everywhere and oh my god when the old ladies see him… it’s over, it’s so over, they’re all over him! Giggling and teaching him new things or learning stuff from him.

It’s the cutest thing ever, like imagine this huge ass, big, bulky man just laughing with a bunch of grandmas on the train because of his yarn getting tangled…

I left the fandom about two years ago, I did not read the second part but here's my grain of sand (also: I'm not a native speaker, clearly):

Lee Soo hyuk and Choi Jung Soo saw the void that they left on his heart. The deep fissure in his soul that was formed when they died. They broke the promise and the price was almost too high.

Looking at this barely recognizable man that is tired to the bone and full of despair. Fighting with the savage ferocity of a wounded animal; protecting the things that he loves with blood and tears. They feel nothing but grief for the young man that was shy but share the love freely with soft smiles ten years ago.

They ask themselves if someday they can compensate kill the light in Kim Roksoo's eyes. His love still there, enough for everyone he meets but is visible when he gives it the pain and resignation. He loves with the knowledge of the power that is giving for breaking his heart over and over again.

With no doubt.

He’s the best there is at what he does, and what he does is tax evasion

Screaming crying throwing up rolling around on the floor ripping my hair out banging my head against the wall breaking my arms and legs doing a summersault over a pit of lava diving right into a vat of acid

i NEED that

Cat therapy for the red hood

Cale to the white star: What's red and bad for your teeth?

WS: ...?

Cale: A brick.

Little Jay and big Jay that I drew

Alber will never be better than Alberu too. Or Beacrox, that's such a badass name.

I know Lout of the count's family is the official name, but try prying Trash of the count's family out of my dead hands.

In s5 ch22 when Sam finds out that most of the people close to him outside of his family were demons, it kinda ruined for him all those good memories he had. All of that now is covered by the betrayal and sadness of knowing nothing was real.

When he was feeling happy, it was just him being fooled and laughed at by the demons. Now he has nothing to hold when he is down, because nothing of that was actually real.

The trust issues are going crazy after that. What if nothing that he built outside of his family was real? Was he a toy all the way? All those conversations, moments, jokes and tears were fake?

Cale: What did the woman with no hands get for Christmas?

Alberu *sacred to ask*: ...what?

Cale: No idea. She hasn’t opened her present yet.

Choi Han: pff-