#This is probably a bit ooc

[gay-opossum-in-the-garbage]

Heh…Birds

Pairing: Medic/Scout

Rating: T

Word count: 1196 words

Other tags:

Awkward Flirting, Medic being weird, Bird Attacks, Crushes, Not Beta Read, Brief Descriptions of Violence, Engineer showing up at the end, They're crushing on eachother, third person, crossposted on AO3

Medic spent his time in the RED base’s infirmary doing the most important thing he could be doing; spending time with his birds. The pure white doves that he himself had rescued from a Prime Minister’s wedding were his utter pride and joy.

Whether it was playing with them or cleaning the blood off of his favorite, Archimedes, that was when he felt happiest. Besides when he was on the battlefield of course, the glorious sight of blood gushing from his enemies couldn’t be topped.

Though, even then, the birds were always nearby. They would always fly out when he walked out the steel doors and into the conflict, Archimedes propped on his shoulder. He was always just as excited as his owner when they were splashed with a BLU’s blood and guts, that’s why he was Medic’s favorite.

But of course, the Medic loved all of his doves. Though, right now it was just Archimedes and another one of his doves, both perched on his shoulders, while he wiped down his bonesaw.

They had just returned from a successful battle with the BLUs, a quite bloody one at that, and Medic of course needed to keep his tools looking clean enough. How else would he be able to convince his teammates to let him do surgeries on them?

While he cleaned the weapon, his mind seemed to wonder off to where it usually went during these rare moments of quiet: the Scout. Those adorable buck teeth, his freckled face, and those thrilling shrill, high pitched screams of his.

He drifted back to the initial celebration they had when they had killed the last enemy merc. The hooping and hollering of his excited teammates were ignored as all of his attention was on Jeremy, the Scout.

He was congratulating himself, pointing with his steel bat while exclaiming how amazing he was and how many “suckers” he had killed. While many of his other teammates found this behavior annoying or childish (and maybe it was), Medic found it endearing.

Medic laughed to himself as he sidestepped and pulled the Scout into a side hug, Medic’s hand placed on Jermey’s left shoulder with Scout’s face pressed against the Medic’s bloodied chest. He yelled out a congratulation to the team before patting his shoulder and letting Jeremy go.

When they all dispersed to go to their areas for a much needed break, Medic caught a glimpse of the Scout rushing to his room. He was pushing the brim of his hat down to cover his reddened face that was nearly the same color as the small splotch of blood on his cheek, mumbling something to himself while watching his feet. Medic felt his heart flutter a bit as he watched him speed-walk away.

Medic sighed to himself, putting the saw down before hearing a scream ring through the building followed by the sound of many tiny wings beating as once.

He flew around to see the Scout fly through his doors while being tailed by five hungry birds.

“Medic! Get your damn birds dude!” Scout shrilled as he pointed at the flock of birds

Medic whistled and had his precious flock settle down on the table he was cleaning his tools on.

“Ah, I do apologize Scout. They can get quiet…excited when they see you,” Medic laughed as he helped the two other birds off his shoulders.

“Medic, you gotta get a control your birds man. I’m getting real sick and tired of getting scratched,” Scout said as hopped up on the examination table. This had happened three times already, Medic had to admit, but it wasn’t his fault his birds loved the Scout so much.

Scout WAS very scratched up, though the wounds weren’t too deep and could probably be healed relatively quickly.

“Oh do not worry Jeremy, I will have a stern talking to with them,” Medic laughed as he hoisted up his Medigun on his stand and turned on a low stream of Über directed at the Scout.

He pulled up a chair and sat, looking up at the still bloody face of the younger man. It seemed that he couldn’t get to his room quick enough to get the blood off his cheek before getting swarmed.

Medic stood up, grabbed the rag he was using to clean his tools, and pressed it into the Scout’s cheek, trying his best to clean his face with the bloodied cloth. Medic watched as Scout averted his eyes while his cheeks became a rosy pink.

Medic smiled to himself as he sat back down put the rag in his pocket. He clasped his hands together and rested his head on his hands, just staring.

Scout kept making quick glances at the Medic while twiddling his thumbs.

“Uh, Medic, don’t cha think that you could, you know, up the Über?”

“Now why would I do that? I don’t want to waste all of my precious Über on some scratches”

It didn’t actually save Über.

They continued to simply sit in silence, Scout’s face progressively getting hotter as his wounds slowly healed. Medic eventually, out of nowhere, scooted forward and grabbed Scout’s wrist to inspect his arm.

“Did anyone ever tell you that you have amazing veins, Scout?” Medic smiled up at the other man.

“Uh…no?” Scout questioned.

“Did you know you have -O blood? That means are a universal donor”

“Uh, cool? I guess?”

“You should really let me draw some of your blood sometime. For the good of the team”

Due to the concerning amount of radioactive energy drinks the Scout drank, Medic questioned whether or not his blood would even be safe. He would have to test that next someone needed a transfusion.

But of course, he didn’t say it as a serious suggestion. In Medic’s mind, this was flirting, in Scout’s mind, this was a threat.

Even then, Scout still blushed while praying that the damn Medigun would heal him quicker. Medic let go of his wrist and simply watched him as the last of the cuts finally healed themselves.

He stood up and switched off the stream before getting a spare set of clothes for the Scout due to the ones he was wearing being shredded. Medic always kept a spare set of clothes for the Scout, just in case.

Scout had already jumped off the table, taking the clothes and making sure to keep his distance from the birds that seemed to eyeing him down.

“Well Scout, be safe, and watch out for birds,” Medic smiled as he patted Scout on the shoulder.

“Thanks, for the clothes and stuff. And control your birds!” Scout mumbled as he walked out the doors and down the hallway.

Medic watched him walk away, leaning on the doorframe and sighing to himself. He was so lost in thought that he didn’t even hear the footsteps of the engineer behind him.

He was only alerted to his presence when he felt a hand on his shoulder.

“Doc, you gotta stop putting birdseed in that poor boy’s pockets,” Engineer frowned.

Medic simply giggled to himself. He definitely wouldn’t be stopping anytime soon. Not his fault that he loved him.

[edith-is-a-cat]

Another headcannon for Idia Idia had to have to have braces at some point, he literally can't come out with perfectly straight shark teeth. Also he has done his best to hide them because he "looked very nerdy in the bad way" but don't worry because Ortho will show you. (Ortho thought he looked so cool with them and wanted them too.)

[redbeantofu]

comes back from tumblr hiatus just to share this klapollo shitpost

original:

[whosbian]

[cashmoneyyysstuff]

“zukuu, you have to stop making faces at him.”

insulted, izuku splutters. breaking eye contact to gasp at you.

“ i wasn’t making a face ! was i..?” he trails off, you giggle, you turn your back to your boyfriend once again to continue wiping down the last of the dishes.

“he’ll pout harder if you keep making that scary face.”

“i-i wasn’t trying to scare him !” your boyfriend exclaims, looking at your baby cousin again and slumping when he sees the pout still fixed onto his face, visibly dimming “i don’t understand what i did wrong..”

“zuku, i already told you. kuma always looks like that. you’ll get used to it.” you reassure, a teasing smile on your face. your boyfriend seems undeterred by your explanation and hides his face behind his hands again, peeking through his fingers hoping to see even the minuscule crack of a smile on your younger cousin’s face.

your aunt had asked you to babysit your younger cousin takuma after suddenly being called in for work and having no one to watch over him for the day. you were free, and agreed to help her out, takuma was a sweet little boy and you didn’t get to see him super often. so the more you could the better ! unfortunately this fell on the same day as when your boyfriend was meant to come over to your house, but ever the loving, helpful boyfriend he is, izuku insisted on wanting to come over to help you out. he gets to spend time with you and get along with a cute baby, that sounded like a great time to him. and not to brag, but kids always seemed to love him.

every kid except for takuma apparently. the little boy’s face seemed permanently stuck with a frown. his eyebrows stood furrowed and his chubby pinch-able little cheeks puffed out, obviously unhappy with izuku’s presence.

you’d tried to tell izuku that this was just takuma’s resting face. that he looked at everyone this way and that it always surprised strangers. but as loving and doting as he is, your boyfriend could aslo be endearingly stubborn. he was determined to get takuma to smile at him at least once today. and now it looked like he was trying peekaboo. you couldn’t help but snort at your boyfriend’s laughable attempts at making your little cousin’s poker face crumble. “aw man, that one usually always works..” you hear him mumble. you put the final plate into your cupboard and turn with a sigh.

“izuku.”

“no no, i got it.” without realizing it, izuku’s brows furrowed in concentration, which your baby cousin unfortunately mistook for a challenge, furrowing his eyebrows even harder and even huffing at him. the nail in the coffin it looks like, izuku gasps, looking at your cousin with a betrayed expression “ ah ! what’d i do ?!”

“you were glaring at him !” you giggle, your boyfriend throws his head back, exasperated. you pull out a chair and sit next to him, giggling and pulling on takuma's pudgy cheek. said little boy does not break eye contact with izuku. you can admit he's acting kind of strange. was he actually going out of his way to challenge him ? the thought makes you giggle again. you turn to look at your boyfriend's pouty face looking at the exchange between you and your cousin.

"i didn't mean to glare at him.." he whines, leaning into your touch when you put your hand in his hair.

"i know."

"i felt like we were making progress."

"i..kinda doubt that," you snort, scratching at his green locks. desperately, he looks back at you wide eyed "but we were i swear ! it felt like he was starting to like me !"

"mhm ?" you break into a fit of laughter, and soon after izuku joins you, laughing softly to himself and shaking his head. takuma blinks at you both in confusion, and it makes you smile harder. seeing you laugh so hard makes izuku smile harder too, cheeks glowing a cute pink.

"i..sound crazy don't i ?" he asks, grinning at you. you pretend to think it over to tease him, and he huffs affectionately.

"hmmm, a little." izuku shakes his head, dropping it in shame as he stares at his lap. he heaves a heavy sigh and it makes you giggle a little bit more.

"i really don't know what i'm doing wrong, babies usually like me.."

"but i told you you're not doing anything wrong, izu." you reach to pinch his cheeks next, he yelps a little. "kuma's only lookin' at you 'cus you're new. he'll get used to you in no time, kay ?" you smile. a beat passes and izuku nods, smiling back at you.

"but i don't know, he kinda looks like he has it out for me.." he whispers, you assume so takuma doesn't hear. how thoughtful.

"yeah i did think it was kinda strange how he hasn't stopped looking at you.."

he drops his head back at your words "i thought so..!"

"but that doesn't mean he doesn't like you, per se..maybe he's just weary of you !" izuku leans back, placing a hand over his chest like he's actually been struck. he looks over at takuma still sitting proudly in his high chair like a king.

"what's there to be weary of ? i'm really nice, i promise !" takuma's only answer is a blink "that's really intense.." you're boyfriend sweat drops, "i don't think i've had anyone look at me like that before."

"shouldn't you be used to being glared at by now since you've known bakugou since you were kids ?"

"i don't even think kacchan was this bad." you scoff, slapping at his sturdy arm. "don't say that, you liar !" your boyfriend laughs to himself. struggling to hold your laughter back as you play fight. you're interrupted by takuma's whine. his poker face finally somewhat melting as he pouts, big eyes going glossy as he reaches out for you with chubby little fingers. you immediately zoom over to the child's side.

"aaww babyy," you coo "you wanna be wif me, yeah ? cuutieeee," your voice rises up an octave. izuku blushes at how cute you look and he hates himself for feeling a smidge jealous your cousin had managed to grab your attention. he shakes his head to rid himself of those childish thoughts.

you hop the baby up in your arms to readjust him, tickling his little tummy which earns you a giggle, izuku feels his jaw drop to the floor so hard if he were in a cartoon it'd make a comically loud clang sound, now he's a bit jealous of you.

"i think he's a little hungry, i'll be right back izu." you press a quick kiss to his cheek before bounding off to go get the toddlers bag that your aunt had entrusted to you in your room. the little contact alone makes heat blossom all the way to izuku's neck and he can't fix his lips to say anything, nodding dumbly.

the last thing he sees before you leave the room is takuma's gaze fixed to him. izuku sends him a determined smile and a wave. he'll win him over soon enough.

[princeguri66]

TF 141 x Male Reader

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Can't help but think of a clingy drunk reader, and the task force knows this fact about him very well. He's outright told them how his friends had complained to him abt it. Admitting that he doesn't drink much is bcuz of how he is when he gets drunk, embarrassed because "it is soo not manly"

It's not long before they start getting curious. Everytime they've went out to a bar to celebrate you always lay off, persistent on staying the sober or at least nearly sober one of the bunch.

It isn't until a special celebration did they finally see how clingy and affectionate you are. Maybe it was your birthday or they completed a tough mission but whatever it is they convinced you to drink more than your usual amount (mostly Soap egging you on but the rest were just as enthusiastic)

There they find themselves with you being all handsy to em, and only them might i add. One moment you have your whole body leaning on Soap and as he gets up to grab more drinks you move your attention to Gaz, gesturing for him to come closer to you on the worn out couch you're sitting on, encouraging him to get so close he's basically sitting on your lap.

If both of them decided to just leave you alone you'll get up from your seat and slug around looking for Ghost or Price to cling on, draping your body from behind them.

At the end of it all you're till clinging to at least one of them, not wanting to let go, it's so bad that whoever you were clinging to had to personally get you back to your room. Rolling their eyes as you whined about having to leave the rest of the crew behind.

[toffeesbabbles]

redrew the other doodle on this post but I made it even more silly

(fell by underfella and killer by @/rahafwabas)

[myuminji]

[not ship/ not romantic]

nai who's full of love instead of hatred. Nai who's full of love instead of fear. nai who knows only to love, that all he knows is love. and he hates that it's the only thing he can do—loving. being alone. loving. never loved.

and he hates the things that made him love: his love for rem, his love for the plants, his love for his brother. all his life he'd loved and love and love, and he's tired of loving despite never knowing what love is.

[rasangan-raspberry]

I thought about posting this in sections but I don't know how to end this comic so here is all the pages I did

[amogus-real-not-clickbait]

you can pet them now btw

[gothic-mothic]

( @voidofstarryink )

Ok so basically:

[minty364]

DPXDC Prompt #108 Part 2

The thought sounded ridiculous and yet Damian found himself unable to completely scoff at the idea. He himself had seen some strange things in his lifetime and it wouldn’t be fair to completely dismiss the idea outright. 

“I’m unsure what your point is but I guess I suppose they exist.” Damian eventually said.

Danny chuckled at this, “I guess you're not from Amity Park huh?” he joked.

Damian scoffed, “I’ve never even heard of that place but I gather that’s where I am at the moment?” He mentally filed the name to search later. 

“Yeah, born and raised. Anyways, we’re the most haunted city in America. Ghost’s are real, you’ll probably meet one at some point. They’re uh… kind of attracted to me? Kind of like… “ He trailed off for a moment, likely lost in thought trying to come up with an example. Damian was going to call him out for spacing, they were probably running out of time before one of his siblings or Pennyworth came to check on him. Luckily Danny continued, “Hey, what city am I in right now, maybe there’s a comparison I can use?” Danny asked.

“Tt, did you not even think to use GPS to find your location before calling me?” Damian scoffed, his supposed ‘soulmate’ was incompetent, “You're in Gotham.”

“Gotham? Well I guess you could compare them to Batman’s rogues then, however they tend to play a little rough. It’s kind of how ghost’s bond.” Danny’s explanation made it sound like he was the one roughhousing with these ghosts. He wasn’t quite sure where this was going but he let him continue, “so well… this next part’s kind of hard to explain especially without proof but well… I’m what the other ghost’s call a halfa. I’m half ghost half human.”

Damian opened his mouth to retort, the notion that you could be half dead was ridiculous really. But as soon as he opened his mouth a cold blue wisp wafted out of his mouth shocking him. An unfamiliar feeling washes over him and he looked down in terror as he started sinking into the bed.

“Explain your power’s now, I appear to be sinking into your bed.” Damian demanded. The feeling was odd, it was almost as if the bed didn’t exist. 

“Uh, right, Okay… so, it’s kind of emotion based? Take a few deep breaths and you’ll be able to ease yourself back out.” 

Damian did just as Danny instructed and took a few deep breaths. Soon he was able to solidify and sit back up on the bed. Suddenly, a knocking sound was heard through the phone. 

Shit, just like he thought, they took too long and one of his siblings came to check on him. He thought it was sweet that they cared, but he’d never voice this thought out loud to anyone. 

“Danny, I need you to listen very carefully. I need you to open the door and hand the phone over to them. Don’t say anything, understand?” 

“Uh Okay?” Damian could tell Danny was raising an eyebrow at this but he did as Damian told him anyway.

“Uh, Hello?” The voice on the phone said, Damian recognized it as Tim Drake-Waynes. 

“Drake, Please step into the room and listen to my instructions,” Damian waited a moment as he heard the door shut. “Alright, meet my soulmate Danny, apparently his parents study soulmates and they did something and now we’re in each other’s bodies.”

He heard Danny sigh, “It was only supposed to strengthen the soulmate pull. It’s not my fault they don’t know about my weird biology.” 

“Weird Biology?” Drake parroted, “do they not know you're a meta?”

There was a pause before Danny spoke, “No, I’m not a meta… but for the simplicity of things, and this conversation, sure, you can call me a meta.” There was a tiredness to his voice, as if he had this conversation with someone else before.

“The name’s Tim,” he told Danny, then Drake suddenly said in an excited voice, “hey, let’s let him in on the family secret and prank Bruce. Let’s tell everyone else about it and see how long it takes him to figure out it isn’t you… we’ll have to train Danny of course. If he really is your soulmate he’s going to find out eventually and it might be good to prepare him ahead of time” The idea sounded ridiculous to Damian but at the same time, he was recently having some doubts about his Father’s attention on him. Drake had a point, if Danny really was his soulmate, he’d find out eventually. 

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Danny wasn’t sure what was going on, after he handed the phone off to Tim, they talked about some family secret. Soon Tim hung up the phone and turned to Danny, “Damian say’s Sam and Tucker are there and they’ll call back when he’s back up to speed which means that we need to get up to speed ourselves,” he glared at Danny. Danny, who was still wearing Pajamas stood there as Tim approached him. Once they were a yard apart Tim spoke again, “Listen, the secret I’m about to tell you must not be told to anyone outside of this house, got it?” He fixed a hard glare at Danny.

Danny shrunk back for a moment before a thought occurred to him, “why don’t I tell you my secret as well? Damian is already learning by now and since you're his brother you’ll probably be able to help out.” Secrets for secrets, that way they would both be afforded some leverage in the situation. 

Tim seemed to think for a moment with a hand on his chin, he nodded for a moment before looking up at Danny, “Alright, but tell me yours first.” 

[kouestar]

something something toxic yaoi

[icedhotkopi]

POV: you’re on a date with Darkiplier

(Or alternatively, what might’ve happened after one of the endings in A Date with Markiplier)

Song : Red Flags (ft. Montaigne) - Tom Cardy

Favorite frames under the cut!

[iwozlegit]

Earthspark Megatron: Optimus, how humane is it really to keep my former Decepticons imprisoned and caged like savage beasts? We…I…am better than this…this is not the right way to handle this…

Earthspark Megatron after seeing Starscream with Hashtag: holdmybeer

[fuzzbuns]

Quail, so confusing