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He is now sitting alone at a table in a gay bar.
Cue ambush.
That motorcycle is an instant lady-boner, you realize.
Even more so than everything else on this page, SO BEAUTIFUL.
Closeups like panel three just make me drool over that sweater.
It looks.
So.
Comfyyyyyy.
BONDING BONDING BONDING--

And, in a comic about how people can overreact and make shit worse, I'm thrilled beyond words that Kara has the sense to use her nice words and fix things up.
--ohmygod.
He's so PRETTY.
Whatisthissss.

/glasses fetishist
Motherfukken Ace
I have spent many, many moons swimming through the cesspit of fluff and fuckery that is the slash world, and constantly yearn for a plot to rise from the depths. They appear, rarely, but aren't usually as in depth, exciting, and explosion/gun filled as this one.

Also: it has old badasses, giant lizards, and crazy men driving planes besides the explosions and guns, and is, therefore, on my HELLFUKKENYEAH list.
It's not a real Christmas 'till someone gets punched!
GO PATRICK GO.

Edit: On a serious note, I like how this reminds us that Patrick really does care about Mel.
Yeah, he's an idiot, but you run into a lot of those in real life.
He really does care for his sister though, and is just afraid she'll get hurt.
I can't recall ever telling you this before, because the first time I found this comic it was already dead.

So, just so you know: I love you.
These are two of my favorite things ever,
Combined and made ridiculously badass.
Thank you, kind sir.
Well, fuck.
Nothing good ever comes of reading someone else's mail/notes/secret missives with official-looking wax seals. In fact, it usually ends in the secret reader making sneaky plans involving backstabbery and intrigue, which generally ends in HIS death/banishment/humilation/and or imprisonment. And very few consequences for the writer and intended receiver of the note.

Christ, Alexander, don't you read?
ASS.

...
Then again, it wasn't such a stellar idea on Christo's part.
I mean, scotch tape and a tack is the only thing protecting that from being read by any random passerby.
And if you suspect someone's roommate and boyfriend of being an A-Rate Asshat, you gotta expect him to be picking that up.
Herp-derp.
Just realized he work his chucks only halfway laced.
Oh, Klaus, you hipster, you.

That basement is sketchtastic, by the way.
Totally not creepy at all.
Oh god, Dake.

YOU CAN DO IT.
HOLDING OUT FOR A HERO~!

*psst, hero, get your ass ON THE SCENE*
T minus four strips to self-destruct.
GO DAKE GO
Clicked on the page, took a second to figure out WHERE he was sticking his fingers...

And proceeded to scream my head off.
EYE SHOT UUUUGGGGGHHHHHH
...cleavage!
I find it amusing and ironic that Mikami specializes in molesters, considering I've always kind of thought he was one...
I can now claim a kinship link to Melanie.

BLUE HAIR, FTW.
...Oh, he's crying.
D:
hold the phone
DAKE is one wrong move away from hell?
...kaythen.

Also, I vote consensual. *Raises hand*
Tends to last longer.
As if he wasn't my favorite character before,
HE FUCKIN' IS NOW.