#anywho yes im totally fine

[dreamytones]

I wanted to come on here and say, thank you to those who are protesting. You are speaking for a bigger collective that do not wish to be harmed in any way and/or simply cannot. The compassion is felt through more people than you realize, it means more than words can describe and you are all honored. Thank you. We are all doing our best and what we can to the best of our ability, even those who are forced silent by threat. They cannot silence us all.

Humanity NEEDS to operate on a humanitarian level, how dare the government put monetary value on life; it is CRUEL and IMHUMANE. It should not be like this. It won't be like this for any longer. I promise.

There is something underlying, and there always has, you are not crazy. It is all enforced. It is on purpose.

Free Palestine. Free Gaza. Free Congo.

[desire-mona]

dps boys (and keating's) favourite songs (aka me projecting because i love music) (also modern au because you cannot limit me to music before 1960 you just cant)

i made a playlist of all these songs in case you wanna give em a listen, you can find it here. if you totally disagree with me or wanna add more then absolutely let me know!

neil: talia - ride the cyclone (the musical)

yes i KNOW it's obvious to choose a song from a musical BUT. ride the cyclone is special, i think he'd really like the lack of an ensemble and enjoy the dark premise despite the comedic nature of a vast majority of the show. also i totally think his favourite performance would be by gus halper bc of the use of the projector. mischa or noel is definitely a dream role of his.

todd: vincent - james blake ('s cover, og by don mclean)

don mcleans lyricism is like catnip to poets and it has gone unacknowledged for far too long. a lyrically gorgeous, vaguely queer sounding song about a tortured artist, covered by someone with an ANGELIC voice. can you name anything more todd? not to mention the piano is so far beyond moving, nothing short of a masterpiece.

charlie: dear prudence - siouxsie and the banshees (again - a cover, og by the beatles)

firm believer that charlie was an avid beatles hater for a WHILE until eleanor rigby grew on him, much to his dismay. is now a casual beatles enjoyer, only due to the fact that their vocals annoy him. so a cover by siouxsie sioux (whom he most definitely has a crush on) is basically a blessing in disguise. loves the instrumentals, loves the vocals, loves all of it. insists that its better than the original and will ultimately die (correct) on that hill.

meeks: love on the line (call now) - her's

as much as i love and adore meeks, i have been loyal to my headcanon that he is an annoying music snob since day one. of course, this culminates in his favourite song being by THE indie pop/rock band that pretentious people love to bring up the death of. he is no exception, any time the band is mentioned he will without fail go "did you know that they died in a car crash?" either way, id be lying if i said this was a bad pick. the upbeat vibe mixed with the actual meaning of the song being about a guy wasting all his money on a sex hotline? it makes the whole song so fun, and thats right up his alley! super danceable too, which plays a huge part.

pitts: bad fruit - jean dawson

will mona ever shut up about jean dawson? signs point to no. anywho, if you've followed along with my pittsie musings then you KNOW that i consider pitts to be the most well versed music guy to ever step on welton academy campus. realistically, im sure his favourite song changes on a day to day basis, but he always comes back to this. jean dawson makes art that ive seen few do similarly, everything he brings to the table i find so incredibly unique and well crafted. definitely pitts' biggest music crush.

cameron: '39 - queen

absolutely, 100%, without a doubt, an extremely guilty pleasure. i take his parents as the type to ban queen in their household (for reasons that im sure youre able to pick up on) but i ALSO take cameron as a sucker for classic rock, match made in hell. of course, since brian may does the vocals on this song instead of freddie, he can listen on the dl and be fine. also, the concept of time travel in music is SO!!! INTERESTING!! would absolutely go on a 10 minute long tangent about the story and meaning of the song, which only mittsie would actually listen to.

knox: lavender buds - MF DOOM

fine, FINE. i'll give knox a proper headcanon, but i wont be happy about it. i think i would listen to MF DOOM a lot more if i was a former bully, but thats not actually based off anything so dont take that as an insult, avid listeners. honestly i dont really have an in depth explanation for this one, just look at the lyrics and youll understand.

(this repeats 3 times)

i also take him to be a big r&b/ blues enjoyer, also based off nothing at all, so the sample probably appeals to some sense of nostalgia.

keating: clair de lune - claude debussy

yes, even modern keating's fav song would be classical, you can rip that from my cold, dead hands. this song was based off the poem by the same title by paul verlaine, which i'll include because it is just so damn beautiful.

Your soul is a select landscape

Where charming masqueraders and bergamaskers go

Playing the lute and dancing and almost

Sad beneath their fantastic disguises.

All sing in a minor key

Of victorious love and the opportune life,

They do not seem to believe in their happiness

And their song mingles with the moonlight,

With the still moonlight, sad and beautiful,

That sets the birds dreaming in the trees

And the fountains sobbing in ecstasy,

The tall slender fountains among marble statues.

Paul Verlaine, 1869 (originally written in french, so this is a rough english translation)

now the song itself does SUCH a good job at capturing the beauty and moving parts of this poem, and it fits perfectly with a plethora of different emotions. i know without a shadow of a doubt that its his kryptonite. is that me projecting because i love this song and i love keating? absolutely, but i still think its true either way.

[himaruzblade]

Intro !!

Heyyy Tumblr, Jai here.

Here are a few things about me. I’m mainly gonna be blogging about my epic shifting journey thru the multiverse, maybe some fluff and writing here or there.

Why I’m Here: I’m a shifter. Im great ik hold the applause, but im here to learn. I wanna be a tumblr scholar and learn from my peers and teachers, I want to perfect my abilities to where I dont even have to think about what I want. I just get it.

Yes, this may seem a bit selfish, but I was cursed with “seeing both sides like Chanel” /ref, and to sum it up I somehow landed on this higher plane of thought where I think everything through, how it’d affect others, myself, the dog 2 doors down, so on and so forth. So don’t worry. And im pretty forgetful at that….oops.

Its a bit hard for me to explain, but lets just say that I’m super cool and totally not possibly neurodivergent and/or neurotic…hah.

Anywho, a few important things

Main DR: One Piece

Other drs: OBX, Streamer, YouTuber, BTR, Punk Band, The Resident, Spiderman, Boarding School, Group Drs, College, OPLA/Actress, Travel Blogger, etc

Interests: Shifting, One Piece, Mouthwashing, Mechanical Engineering, Documentaries, Bunny Maloney, Spidierverse, Sonic, cults (research), music, friends, shenanigans

Dislikes/DNI: Anti-shifters, homophobia, racism or prejudice of any kind, bigotry, sexism, Dream fans and supporters, Jimmy lovers (mouthwashing), toxic religious people, haters with no good reason, people who hurt my friends, Sasuke Uchiha, weird weebs and discord mods.

MBTI: INTP-A (yay)

Pronouns: She/They, he is fine but I’d much prefer these

Race: African American

Fav Color: Livid (grey-blue)

Fav food + drink: Thai food ; Piňa Coladas

Good traits: Intelligence. Thoughtfulness, Absolutely Hilarious

Bad Traits: Forgetful, Confused, Difficulty adapting to Change

If theres anything else i wanna add I’ll add it, but thats a bit about me ! I’ll answer any questions in the comments, now go shift you little rat nuggets.

[mamaangiwine]

Hi, it's me again, i have another dream i thought you'd find cool! If you don't want to interpret it because you've done one for me before it's totally fine! Its just so wild i wanted to share.

I was God, or a God, and i came down to Earth. When i looked at Earth and it's people i didn't see a blue planet, i saw a giant room shaped like a cube filled with randomly placed, basically shaped, columns and platforms which people stood on. People looked like people, but they also looked like simplified shapes. It felt like i was looking at code when i looked at the world and people. I placed myself in an upper middle platform in the bottom left of the cube with some people, and when i did i became more human. I held onto a piller and looked over the edge and said something like "wow thats a scary drop" to which someone behind me responded "yup, I'd hate to be pushed of that ledge" i turned towards him and said "now that you said something im worried!" And we laughed, like a big laugh, and i physically felt my real body giggling and smiling in my sleep. Thats when i realized i was in some weird half asleep half awake stage. I could move and feel my real body but i was dreaming. At somepoint i ate some food that tasted SO good i swore it was real. Then i realized i had powers. Powers like whatever i wanted to happen, happened. Snaping away something in the blink of an eye, moving something with my mind, ect. So i decided to help everyone i could. With my powers i protected and saved people from evil forces. One guy had some evil thing in him and tried running right at me but i froze him in time and exercised the thing inside him. With every interaction i make, i made a joke and made myself laugh in the dream and irl. I was GENUINELY funny but don't remember what i said. Eventually these Spanish speaking people spoke to me and i actually understood them! They said something like "death is coming" i said "don't worry, buenos noches". Then a much bigger evil force started taking over Cube Earth, so i did my best to evacuate people. Thats all i remember of that phase. Next i was looking at tapestries, but they represented human souls, and changed everytime i looked at them even though it was the same soul. Looking at the tapestries gave me such understanding and clairty of that person, i knew them like i knew themselves. I think i was guiding them to the afterlife and said things like "i understand, i know you did your best, its okay" and i woke up all the way.

It may be fair to mention, right before falling asleep i was contemplating the afterlife, and my insomnia meds didn't work for a while so I've been up all night and waking up early so im pretty sleep deprived which might be the cause of the vivid dreams I've had lately. The night before was also a strange dream. One thing they both had in common was they were very vivid and actually very coherent and not just a bunch of random stuff.

Anyways, do whatever you want with this info, hope you have a great day!

Heya,

So, yes. This is very, very cool. The theme of "change" is very present here.

I get this too sometimes, especially if I'm having fitful sleep, lol. Anywho- oof. There are definitely some symbols that I think I would not be able to fit into the space of a single tumblr post.

Like, you know, the whole "God" thing. Too much, dude. Too much, lol.

Anywho, I think it's interesting that you said Earth didn't look like 'Earth' but rather a cube/room. Cubes have four corners. Four, in western occultism, is considered a perfect number because it is the number two repeated. It is a solid number of solid foundation. It also represents knowledge and so it makes sense to me that you would have this sensation of looking at things as though they were data. Four is also the number of the elements, and I find it interesting that you found yourself in the lower left corner because, at least in my rituals, that is the corner in which the element of 'earth' resides.

This makes me wonder if you currently feel as though you are growing more knowledgeable in terms of spirituality, or perhaps you're getting better at navigating your own life- the mechanations of your own "world". That right now you have a good foundation, or if you're on the cusp of that kind of experience.

With that in mind, I feel like the "I'd hate to be pushed off that ledge" then acts as a congratulations, and a gentle warning. This, paired with the element of "earth", makes me feel as though you are/have been approaching this knowledge, and stage of your life, in a very grounded manner. Aware of the "fall" if you are to get ahead of yourself, and careful not to stretch yourself too thin (as seen when we compare the exorcism of one man, in comparison to saving the world from destruction- in the first you are capable of the whole of the task at hand, while in the second you focus on doing what you can).

Regardless, however. There will be a change ("death is coming") and this moment will have to pass into the next, as seen in the ultimate destruction of the world itself. As symbolized by the evacuation, you must take what you can in this "world" and go forward into the next "world". To the next moment. Remain grounded. Remember that, no matter how careful you are, eventually you must fall, and that all things end.

Moving onto the soul aspect of all of this- a tapestry is cloth woven to tell a complex story, but yeah, even that can't capture the complexities of the human soul. It's too stagnant. It would have to change. I particularly like that you are so affirming to these souls that you are directing into the afterlife. For me, it feels like you are capable of taking on that change with an air of understanding and humor, as seen initially with you laughing about falling in the beginning. Knowing that things can't stay the same, that energies must be redirected without negating the beauty of what has already transpired. That the tapestry must shift.

Thanks for sharing this, friend. I know it's been a minute and I really appreciate that you thought of sharing this with me.

[miyeosin]

Tumblr rlly hates me so my dms don’t work, unfortunately, so I hope you don’t mind me blowin’ up your asks 😭 (and prepare for a long read lol-)

And I get it, life is dull when you can’t breathe in Miyeon content at every second 😔 She’s so gorgeous, who can blame us??

Anywho, the concert was amazing ! They played DUMDi DUMDi first, so my voice was gone from the start 🤞 And Miyeon is even more ethereal in person 💕

And lorrrdddd

My bias Miss Yeh Shuhua !!!

I screeched, basically turned into an eagle—I was so focused on her, I didn’t even look to see my *innocent* best friend’s reaction to it 😭 (I did send her a vid of it beforehand, per her request, so she wouldn’t die in the middle of the Fox Theater lol) But I think she fangirled more during Soyeon’s stage (she’s a helpless Soyeon simp, but still claims to be straight 🤦‍♀️)

Miyeon, Minnie, and Yuqi’s stages… absolutely magical, breathtaking even.

Miyeon is such a princessss

Do I even have to explain why Minnie’s was magical?-

And Song Yuqiiii !! She asked if it could be magic and yes. Yes it was. Absolutely (plus her sparkly dress and guitar was to die for🥰)

The entire show just reminded me of how much of a hopeless lesbian I am lmao 😭

(This is rlly long already, so I’ll send the pics in another, and reveal my super secret real identity too- im sure any of my followers who follow you too 100% know it’s me tho😭)

-Sjar <333

Luv ya ~

no you’re totally fine. i’m so glad you had fun! i wanted to go so bad 😖 kpop likes to announce tour dates like 2/3 months in advance, which, besides the fact that the closest they usually get to me is like 3 hours away, it’s like zero time (for me at least) to prepare to travel if i wanted to go to a show somewhere else

[harksness]

HI (same anon who requested the rings fic 😼) anywho you said RANT I AM PREPARED TO RANT DUDE AGATHA IS SO FUCKING HOT ANDNGOR WHAT FOR WHAT FORNWHAT????? am literally going feral??? detective harkness?@?$?_ the way she stood. and sat. BEGGING FOR A CHANCE TO HAVE MY HEAD BETWEEN YOUR THIGHS MISS HARKNESS PLEASE I STGMFLDLGLS anyways i'm fine totally fine trust me. the rio and Agatha scene. where she's on top of rio. and. and OH MYNGJFKLHLDKDLSLS AHHHHHH (i'm a slut. and I'm going to send this bc ik you are too (with love and happiness i hope you are well) <3

HI BESTIE IM DOING WELL NOW THAT I WAS ABLE TO WATCH THE FIRST TWO EPS I WAS SO PISSED I GOT CALLED INTO WORK AN HOUR BEFORE THEY WERE UP AND NOW ITS 3AM AND I HAVE TO GO TO BED SOON INSTEAD OF WRITING FOR HER AIDJSIFID BUT IT WAS SO GOOD??? AND YES I AM ABSOLUTELY SLUT WE ARE ALL SLUTS FOR AGATHA ON MY BLOG XD

But. WHENEVER DETECTIVE HARKNESS WOULD SIT DOWN I SIGHED SO LOUD BCS I JUST WANTED TO CRAWL INTO HER LAP AND DO UNSPEAKABLE THINGS WITH HER. Orrrr get under her desk and 😏 plsss give me ONE CHANCE MS HARKNESS 😫

Now I wanna write something quick about giving detective Agatha head under her desk to get some of my horny brain rot out who needs sleep being deranged over Agatha is way more important aifjdjdjdskdj

Literally JUST finished the second episode and the scene where the door to the road closes and she's breathing heavy and her hair is stuck to her face had me ACTING UPPPP UGH MOMMY PLS??? I want her so bad oh my god I'm so horny for her I feel like I'm going to explode

[noemilivv]

okay i know i said i was going to sleep but my possibly pink eyed-eye is bugging me so much to the point where i just can’t so i’m gonna do this cause this has been rattling my brain and i’m very eager to know haha

although, yes, i match YOU guys up with hazbin characters, but i can’t help but wonder… who would YOU guys pair ME with? 👀

this is in an experiment and i’m dying to know so i hope to fucking god this post doesn’t flop haha

also take this as a meet the guy behind the blog kinda deal lol, a more in-depth ‘about me’ if you will

anywho, yeah i’ll describe myself and shit haha, you guys already know my name, i’m mio! i use she/he pronouns and to be honest i’m not too sure what my gender is, kinda flip flopping around with labels atm, but as of late i’m not too into labeling my gender haha, i’m closeted at the moment and usually flip flop my gender expression between very feminine and masculine appearances depending on who’s around, i’m bisexual, i have a preference in gender but have no fucking clue what it is yet haha

as for personality, most irl people ik would describe me as a total black cat, im lowkey a bit grouchy and tired and i have a tendency to bitch haha but my blog kinda takes that side of me and chucks it out the window haha

most describe me as mature for my age, some say i have a wide vocabulary but im not sure lol. im not a massive judge of character, especially my own, but i do know i am extremely empathetic. i wanna be a psychologist when im older so feelings are kinda-sorta my jam lol.

in relationships, i have a tendency to communicate a lot of how i feel, just cause i can’t stfu and i feel it’s the respectful thing to do. like i wish i could be one of those cool, hot mystery people but i cannot for the life of me stop talking so…

also!! as much as i’m a massive black cat around most, the moment i have a partner that kinda flips, i’m all over the place. i’m a massive golden retriever/sunshine kinda girl the moment i have a partner.

my love languages are words of affirmations and physical touch (receiving), as for me, actions are so hard to decipher i end up needing to just hear it — also i’m big on praise lol so i just need to hear that you’re not mad and i’m doing everything just fine haha

appearance though, i’m on the shorter side (4’9 or 4’10, unsure as of late haha), i have circular glasses with thin, black frames that are almost always surviving by mere glasses tape (they get broken a lot from sports lol), i have slightly tan skin, and black hair with brown/caramel highlights that goes to about my chest, and it usually gets tied up and pulled into a hood when i’m presenting masc haha, i have brown eyes, and i’m very flat XD not even slightly curvy lol

my style though is so basic 😭😭 when presenting fem, it’s like one of those popular middle school girls it’s not even funny, like the uggs with the nike socks over the leggings and a nike sweatshirt or some shit (i know im boring, shush) but when presenting masc i tend to be in a hoodie (with the hood up) with shorts that go to above the knee or just plaid pajama bottoms with like converse or air forces, but every once in awhile i’ve dress a bit alt like with ripped jeans and fishnets w/ doc martins and a band tee — but rarely haha cuz im too lazy

anywho, that’s me!! i��m very interested to see the pairings for this :)

[imdoingaokay]

Aaaah! i love your last post. so angsty, i love it! the way you characterise everyone is so perfect and balanced and amazing (and omg im gonna cry). btw, are you comfortable writing characters from other fallout games? anywho, heres a silly fluffy ask;

“what are your thoughts on sole wanting to do (any of) the companions’ makeup. who’s excited? who’d rather slug boatfly insides? any specific looks you’d think they’d have in mind?”

(A/N: Ah yes, come my children, come get y'all fluffy juice. Also, I totally do other fallout games, as long as it's Fallout 3 or Fallout New Vegas. I haven't played the first two)

(Also, I want to say that I did write this with a Female Sole in mind, but I don't think it matters too much!)

Cait

Initially, she’s like “fuck no.”

But if you ask her enough times, maybe give her puppy eyes?

How can she say no 52 more times? (Yes it takes 52 times for her to relent finally)

She will never admit it, but she likes it.

Also, pls give her a smoky eye she would look so pretty-

Curie

She’s super excited?

Like, “ohmygodohmygodohmygod yesyesyesyesyesyes”

She wants to do your makeup right after!

“Oh! Let us get Piper! She would love this too! Is zhis what a ‘girls night’ is?”

Maybe it is if Sole is a girl. But it doesn’t matter, Deacon is crashing the party. Then it becomes a literal shit show of drinking and crying.

Danse

You need to bullshit him a little.

“Danse, I thought you know about this? It’s an exercise for your fine motor skills!”

He has never done this before, soldier. So you better be behind closed doors.

But, he likes it… a lot…

Maybe you should do this more often.

Deacon

YES.

HE HAS THE BRUSHES READY BESTIE.

I refuse to believe this man hasn’t perfected winged eyeliner.

He has dressed up in drag before for multiple missions.

Even when Dez explained there wasn’t any need for it.

Gage

He’s kinda the same as Cait where he says no a bunch of times, but then you give him puppy eyes and he just folds

In fact, it’s the first time you give him puppy eyes where he says “okay, boss.”

You do his makeup, but it’s under the condition that you’re alone at Fizztop.

Can’t have the other gangs seeing Gage with the best damn smoky eye they have ever seen in their life, can they?

They’ll be jealous.

Hancock

At first, he’s surprised, like… really?

But then when you assure him you want to, he’s so happy.

Pls do his makeup, and make him feel pretty.

He will totally do a speech with a full face of makeup on, just to establish dominance.

Call that king shit

MacCready

He’s the least likely to let you. 

I think he’s just a little worried about how it’ll look, honestly.

So when you finally convince him, which requires you bribing him with a hundred caps, he’s surprised with how good you are.

And how pink is totally his color.

Nick Valentine

He wants to say yes, really, he does.

But… I mean, will it even look good?

He’ll relent for Sole, because he just can’t say no to them. 

Who could?

He likes it, I mean, he would like it even if it was awful.

He hopes Sole does it again, or better, Nick does their makeup.

Old Longfellow

You want to what?

I mean… do you have the makeup?

Oh… you do?

Okay, go for it, kid.

He’s pretty lax about the whole ordeal.

But please make his makeup pop.

Like… glitter on his eyelids.

Pls.

He would look so pretty. 

Piper

Say less baby girl/boy.

She is SO ready.

Please get Curie, they’re making a night of this.

Piper doesn’t have many friends, so she never had a girl's night or a sleepover.

So when Sole asks to do her makeup, she squees.

They spend the entire night gossiping, doing makeup, and each other's hair. Non-stop fun.

Deacon crashes, of course, and they all get shit-faced and cry about their lives.

Preston

“Tee-hee, okay, general! Whatever you say!”

He likes the dewy looks, so give him something that’ll make his skin glow.

He’s super excited to see the end result, so when you finish, he’s super happy. 

He literally thinks whatever you do is perfect. So don’t worry about your skill level.

X6-88

He doesn’t want to, he really doesn’t want to.

But when you ask, he relents.

Thank god The Institute has makeup wipes readily available.

Honestly, he looks killer in electric blue. So go crazy with his eyeshadow and lipstick!

[starglitterz]

Omg yAYYY i have an account on asia but my luck wqs shit there and i got c1 lisa (ily but i hate ur playstyle bbg <////3)

So i just dropped it😭🤞‼️

Anywho i got kujoe sara so😍‼️ JWKO i wnat baal so bad but I'm on 50/50 qnd my pity is what like 2 5- come home baal i have a prototype starglitter for u😔🤞

I also did some grinding for xiao artifacts with friends and uh HEKOIAJS WE GOT OUR ASSES KICKED CWUSE I CHOSE THE LVL 90 DOMAIN HEALJS (wiat is it okay to swear hold-)

HIII TYPO NONNIE <3

c1 lisa ?!?!? hello bestie that means your luck was crazy since none of the main free 4stars ever get banner rateups 😭 omg lisas playstyle is okay for me,,, im kinda a lisa main on my 2nd acc HAHA but yeah keqings is more fun for me!!

CONGRATS ON YOUR SARA !!! i didnt want to wish on the banner bc i dont want baal and im saving my guaranteed DKSJDSK so no sara for me </3 OMG I HOPE YOU DEFEAT THE 50/50 AND WIN RAIDEN SHOGUN AS YOUR PRIZE !!!!! YOU GOT THIS SDJKSKJ BAAL WILL COME HOME CONFIRMED

AHAHAHA OMG pls i never farm for artifacts i just die like dilucs dad </3 KIDDING IM SORRY

ALSO YES ITS TOTALLY FINE TO SWEAR HERE HAHAHA

HOW ARE YOUUUU ???

[stevie-kd]

“Feral”

Part 5

Read part 1 here

Read part 2 here

Read part 3 here

Read part 4 here

::in which Bakugou and Kirishima are closer than ever, quite literally and figuratively. Bakugou messes up, plans are definitely NOT cancelled, and there is a maybe date happening::

P.S. IM SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG TO POST. It was a loooong week. I’ve gotten a promotion though, so that was cool! Anywho, I’ll try and be quicker with the updates since I have a lot of my one-shots already half finished:)

P.P.S. I wrote out the whole chapter and apparently it’s exceeded a word count or something so I had to split it into two chapters. I just have to give it a quick edit and I’ll have it up today, hopefully in the next couple hours.

+++++++++++++

Aizawa kept Bakugou for one more night just for observation. He was allowed back to class Tuesday morning.

Kirishima waited outside of his dorm for Bakugou to finish getting ready. He played a game on his phone and leaned against the wall opposite of Bakugou’s door.

He’d only been waiting a few minutes before the door opened and a fully-uniformed Bakugou Katsuki stepped out. He looked well rested and much more like himself than Kirishima had seen him in days. He still had his usual grumpy look, but it put a smile on Kirishima’s face to see it. He’d missed Bakugou so much that having him back felt like a hole had been filled in his chest.

Kirishima didn’t think about what he did next until Bakugou pulled away. The redhead looked down at their hands, dawning on him that he’d just tried to hold Bakugou’s hand. The movement felt so natural, almost like an instinct.

“Oh!” he said, surprised by himself. “I’m sorry, man. That was weird of me. I didn’t even think about it—”

“It’s fine, Shitty Hair,” Bakugou interrupted him. “Here.”

Kirishima watched as Bakugou laced their arms together at their elbows. He had a weird scowl on his face, but he didn’t say anything about it and opted to tug Kirishima along to get him moving. Together, arm in arm, they descended the hall until they reached the elevator.

They didn’t say a word the whole ride down. Kirishima was too lost in his racing thoughts to come up with the right thing to say.

Was Bakugou touch starved? He wasn’t ever the type of guy to initiate any sort of touching. Though, he hadn’t been able to get near anyone in days. On average, at least a few times a day Kirishima would lean on him or put a hand on his shoulder or sometimes even throw him into a surprise hug the blond didn’t see coming. Bakugou had adapted to Kirishima’s fondness. This—having Bakugou as the initiator—was so foreign, Kirishima couldn’t wrap his head around it.

They didn’t let go of each other until they reached the kitchen. Kirishima tossed Bakugou ingredients and utensils as the explosive boy whipped up some egg drop ramen for the two of them.

He usually made more food to include the Bakusquad, but he never bothered with breakfast. The other three were never up early enough.

As it turned out, Kaminari was right: Kirishima had missed Bakugou’s cooking. He wasn’t sure where the blond learned to cook so well, but Kirishima would have given his pal a five star review on Yelp if he could have.

“What did I miss in class?” Bakugou asked after they’d sat down. He was twirling his chopsticks around in his bowl to pick up some noodles.

“Don’t know,” Kirishima answered through a mouthful. He swallowed before continuing. “I didn’t really go to class yesterday.”

Bakugou frowned. He glared at his ramen like he’d just witnessed it murder his cat. “Let’s ask Ponytail for her notes. I’m not asking shitty Deku. His notebook is a fucking mess.”

“Good idea,” Kirishima agreed. “Hey, did you wanna do some extra training after class? The gym is free today. We could work on our special moves like last time.”

Bakugou seemed to be thinking it over. After a moment of considering, he set his chopsticks down. “What if we went to the movies?”

Kirishima stared at him. He’d said it in such a soft voice, Kirishima knew he was being serious. “The movies? Over training? That doesn’t sound like you.”

He glared in return. “Do you want to or not, Shitty Hair?”

He laughed. “Yeah, totally! Was there a movie you had in mind?”

Bakugou picked his chopsticks back up and was using the utensils to play with his food. Kirishima couldn’t help thinking he looked shy. His cheeks were the slightest hint of pink. “There’s that action movie… I know you like those.”

Kirishima perked up at that. “Really? You’re talking about the one where those two guys have to duel for the dojo after their master is killed, right?”

“The only cheesy-as-hell action movie in the theaters right now, yes.”

“Dude, I’ve wanted to watch that forever! It didn’t do great in the box office, but I think it looks great! You really want to sit through that for me? That doesn’t seem like your kind of movie.”

He finally stood to take his bowl to the sink. “I just want to get out. I’ve spent the last four days staring at white walls.” He nodded his head to Kirishima’s empty bowl, who got the message and passed it over.

“I’m down for the movie, one-hundred percent! And, hey—maybe this weekend we can go hiking? That should help get you out of your own head.”

He hummed in response. “There was that new trail we could try.”

“Oh! Yeah, I remember that. We wanted to go last time, but it was getting too dark so we didn’t get the chance. How’s your schedule look? I’m free all weekend!”

He finished up washing their dishes and deposited them onto the drying rack. “Let’s go Saturday. My shitty aunt is in town this weekend, so I can avoid her at least then. I have some stupid family dinner my parents are making me go to on Sunday if… uh, if you wanna go.”

Kirishima cocked his head. “To your family dinner? You want me to go? Would I be intruding?”

Bakugou leaned against the counter and folded his arms. “No. If you’re there I might actually act ‘civil’ is how my old hag put it. You can sleep over too, if you want.”

Kirishima’s eyes sparkled. A sleepover? At Bakugou’s house?! He’d been over a few times, and he loved being able to spend the extra time with his hot-headed friend. But a sleepover? His heart nearly leapt out of his chest.

“Hell yeah! You usually head home Friday nights, right? What time should I be around Saturday to head on the hike?”

“Just come home with me Friday. Then we can leave early.”

Holy. Shit.

Two whole nights with Bakugou. He felt like his brain was about to short circuit.

His moms wouldn’t like him not visiting over the weekend, but they would understand. He talked pretty highly of Bakugou to his parents, so they would know how much this meant to him.

He pumped his fists together. “Alright! A guys’ weekend! This is gonna be great, man! We can watch movies and play video games, and I’m gonna get you to stay up past eight-thirty!”

Bakugou snorted. “Then I’ll make sure to wake you up by six in the morning.”

“No!” Kirishima gasped. “That’s just cruel, man.”

Bakugou smirked and grabbed his book bag, then headed for the door. Kirishima jumped up to follow.

Class was extra boring today, and Kirishima couldn’t pay attention to a word of his lessons. The day dragged on, probably because he had the movies with Bakugou to look forward to.

Finally, the bell rang for lunch. He and the squad moved out while Bakugou stayed back to collect the homework assignments he missed yesterday. He’d catch up with them after.

They were all seated at their usual table, Ashido chatting everyone’s ears off. Kirishima zoned out staring out the window at the lawn when the pink-haired girl brought him back down to earth.

“Kiri? Babe. Earth to Kirishima.”

He smiled sheepishly. “Sorry. My head is all over the place today.”

He hadn’t even realized Bakugou sat down beside him. The blond was giving him a weird look as he popped open his bento box.

“So!” Kaminari exclaimed, catching everyone’s attention. “I had this idea—”

“Oh shit,” Bakugou muttered loud enough for everyone to hear.

Kaminari glared at him while everyone else laughed. “Anyway. Wouldn’t it be such a good idea if we challenged Bakugou and Sato to a cook off? Our class chef versus our class baker. It'd be epic!”

“I love it!” Ashido announced.

Sero looked into the distance dreamily. “Think about all the leftover food.”

“I don’t bake,” Bakugou stated. “I don’t do sweets. And Sugar Freak is a shit cook. Wouldn’t be much of a challenge.”

“Well, we can have you both whip up something as a main dish and then a dessert to follow,” Ashido suggested. “We could vote whose meal was better.”

Bakugou didn’t look impressed. He stuffed a chunk of beef into his mouth and ignored the rest of the conversation.

“What if we did it tonight? Everyone’s free, right?”

Kirishima whipped his head up from his meal to face Kaminari. “Not tonight, man. We’ve got homework to catch up on, and Bakugou and I were going to catch a movie.”

Everyone’s eyebrows scrunched. They stared between the two boys like this was weird behavior of them.

“The movies?” Ashido asked, her expression shifting to something more mischievous. “Like, just the two of you? Alone?”

“You annoying shitsticks aren’t coming, so don’t even ask,” Bakugou said in his grumpy voice.

Kaminari raised a devilish eyebrow. “So… is this like… a date?”

Kirishima felt his ears grow hot. “No! No, it’s not like that! We’re just two bros going to the movies! Right, Katsuki?”

He looked over to the blond, who had a death grip on his chopsticks. His face read pure rage, but there was a blush crawling up his neck and cheeks. It seemed to worsen at the use of his given name. The chopsticks snapped in his grip.

“KATSUKI?!” Ashido practically screamed. “He lets you call him by his given name?”

The other two boys were dying at this point. They clutched their stomachs as they busted out laughing, tears sparkling in their eyes. Sero slapped a hand on the table. “Oh my god! I can’t breathe!”

Bakugou slammed his own fists against the table and stood. “FUCK YOU GUYS, WE’RE OUT OF HERE! COME ON, SHITTY HAIR! LET’S GO.”

Kirishima stood on wobbly legs, his meal forgotten as his mind reeled. He chased after Bakugou, a million questions racing through his brain he couldn’t seem to vocalize. Was this a date? If it wasn’t, wouldn’t Bakugou have corrected them? If it was, why’d he get so defensive?

Bakugou turned around and grabbed Kirishima by the elbow to speed him up. They must have been too loud, because half the cafeteria’s eyes were watching them as they left.

They made it back to the classroom, and Bakugou’s grip hadn't let up. He finally let go when he moved to his desk and sat down heavily. He crossed his arms and turned his face away from Kirishima.

“Uh,” Kirishima tried to form words, but he wasn’t sure what to say. “Should we talk about this?”

“No,” he answered quickly.

“Well, that seemed to really bother you back there. If you were thinking—”

“I don’t want to talk about it, Eijirou.”

Kirishima could see the angry blush on his face when he glanced back at the redhead. Kirishima settled into the desk beside his. “Alright. You still want to go though, don’t you?”

He huffed. “Yeah, we’re still fucking going.”

His lips spread into a smile. “Glad to hear it! I can’t wait.”

The two broke out their homework after that, attempting to get caught up before the rest of the class slowly trickled back in. To Kirishima’s surprise, it was Bakugou who was having trouble focusing.

Class started up again, and Kirishima had to migrate back to his own desk. A worksheet was passed out by Midnight, and they were told to fill out what they could. Kirishima was only a few questions in when he glanced Bakugou’s way out of habit.

Midoriya was leaning forward, whispering something to Bakugou, who looked his usual amount of annoyed. It was when the green-haired boy reached out to tap Bakugou’s shoulder that chaos ensued.

Kirishima shot from his desk and across the room before most students even noticed anything was wrong. Everything happened so fast, even Kirishima’s brain had to play catch up.

Bakugou had snapped. In an instant, he’d had Midoriya pinned to the floor, slashing at his face with the claws that weren’t there. Midoriya was obviously caught off guard, but he was still fast enough to hold his arms up to shield his face from Bakugou’s attacks.

Kirishima tackled Bakugou off of his rival, using his hardening to pin him down. Bakugou was uncharacteristically hissing like some wild animal. Sero and Tokoyami were out of their seats now too, ready to help if they could.

“Katsuki!” Kirishima yelled, trying to snap the blond back to reality. “Katsuki, stop! It’s me! It’s Eijirou!”

Midnight stood above the boys, her hand resting on her sleeve and ready to tear it to put Bakugou to sleep with her quirk. Kirishima quickly shook his head at her. “Don’t! That won’t help.”

Bakugou’s movements became sluggish and he was blinking hard, quicly coming back to his senses. Kirishima watched as realization dawned in his eyes. He looked between Kirishima on top of him to Midoriya on the ground a few feet away. “Shit,” he cursed.

“Kacchan, I’m sorry!” Midoriya apologized. “I didn’t know the quirk hadn’t worn off yet. I shouldn’t have touched you. Kacchan, I’m so sorry!”

“Don’t fucking apologize to me, damn nerd!” he shouted in return. He growled in frustration. “I thought this shit was over.”

“It’s alright, man,” Kirishima sighed, relieved to have Bakugou back. He slid off of the blond and sat on the floor, rubbing the back of his neck. “Midoriya, you okay?”

“I-I’m fine!”

“Ahem,” Midnight cleared her throat. She had her hands on her hips and an unimpressed look on her face. “Could someone tell me what’s going on?”

“After effects,” Todoroki was the one to explain to Kirishima’s surprise. “It seems the quirk hasn’t quite worn off.”

“I’m fine now,” Bakugou grumbled. “It’s gone.”

“I highly doubt—”

“It was a fluke!”

“Guys!” Kirishima raised his voice to get them to stop. Bakugou glared at him for his interruption. Kirishima ignored the look and turned back to the other student still on the floor. “Midoriya, why don’t you swap seats with me for today?”

Midoriya nodded, finally pulling himself off the ground. “Good idea.”

Bakugou caught Kirishima’s wrist before he could stand as well. “I don’t need a damn babysitter.”

“I’m not babysitting you,” the redhead fired back. “My quirk is best suited to stop you if it happens again, which I doubt it will. Just a precaution, man.”

Midnight was tapping her foot, arms folded as she stared the two down. “Are you boys sure this is such a good idea?”

“Yes,” they said in unison. They looked at each other, and Bakugou bowed his head to allow Kirishima to finish. “He’ll be fine. It won’t happen again, and I’ll be there to stop him before it could happen again.”

She clicked her tongue. “Alright. I’ll allow it. Don’t make me regret it. And there had better not be any more interruptions.”

Everyone migrated back to their seats and the light chatter died off. Kirishima and Midoriya collected their things and traded seats. Once he was seated, Kirishima noticed a folded up piece of paper on the corner of the desk.

He opened it as quietly as he could, but Midnight seemed pretty preoccupied by the romance novel her eyes were glued to. It was definitely Bakugou’s handwriting, all caps and angry penmanship.

THANK YOU EIJIRO. YOU’ RE A GOOD FRIEND

Kirishima smiled. Bakugou really had grown so much in his time since coming to UA. Kirishima was so proud to be the explosive boy’s friend.

It’s cool ! Don’t sweat it man . Still wanna see that movie tonight ??

He tossed the note over Bakugou’s shoulder, who jumped a little like he was surprised to see it return. Kirishima could hear his pencil scrawling out a reply.

He passed it back, his eyes on Midnight to avoid being caught passing notes.

STILL THINK IT’S A GOOD IDEA?

Totally !! I wanna spend time with you dude

He chewed on his lip. Maybe that was a little too forward. He ended up erasing that bit and starting over.

Yeh man I think it’d be good for you to get out . Being cooped up for days isn’t good for ya

Bakugou held onto the note for a few minutes, maybe contemplating what to say. Kirishima tried to focus on his assignment, but it proved impossible and he ended up circling random answers.

Bakugou twisted his arm behind his back and held the folded note between two fingers. Kirishima plucked it from his grasp and unfurled it again.

COME TO MY ROOM AFTER YOU’RE READY TO GO. WE’RE GONNA GET DINNER FIRST SHITTY HAIR.

Kirishima giggled, and a few heads turned his way. He was too excited to care about the prying eyes or the blush that rose to his cheeks.

He couldn’t help but think about how date-like this seemed. He didn’t want to get his hopes up, but… well.

He couldn’t help it.

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Hope you guys liked it, and thanks for the read !!

Read part 6 here

8/31/2020

[sapphirewolf1122]

Coming in, Fat

Summary: All you want to do is use your quirk to help others. But sometimes, you go a little overboard.

Word Count: 1, 477

A/N: Sorry, got distracted by another project and didn’t finish my research in time to post this yesterday! But on the bright side, put together a wedding compilation video that I meant to do like three months ago! Anywho, this is just a scene that came from a convo I had with my sister about someone who had a quirk that let them manipulate their fat all around their body and, potentially, others. Which led to the idea of her swatting Fat Gum clear across a room...soooo, here ya ago. My sister may post a romantic version of this but I don’t wanna tag her and call her out like that. Thanks for reading and hope you like it!

“One bowl of miso ramen, topped with ajitama and negi, please. Oh, and ten onigiri, all tuna.”

The vendor eyed you doubtfully; you had distributed your fat pretty evenly today so you appeared to have a fairly thin figure. “Where you planning on putting all that food?”

“Food powers my quirk, so I have a heartier appetite than you might think,” you said with a smirk.

Seemingly satisfied with that answer, the vendor got to preparing your order. Soon, you were walking down the street, munching on one of your rice bowls. You had eaten the ramen by the vending cart before starting your patrol.

You hummed contentedly as you reached into your food bag for another rice bowl, though you still kept a sharp eye on the surrounding streets. There had been a rise in crime in this district recently so you’d decided to check it out. The one that was part of your usual patrol route had been very quiet lately, so you’d grown bored with it. Though your chest swelled with pride at the thought that you’d been part of the reason it had quieted down so much.

Your friends over at Naruhata had advised against patrolling out of your own town, saying that it led to a greater chance of getting caught red-handed. But you had brushed off their concerns. Disguising yourself was a specialty of yours after all.

Reaching into the bag again, your mind wandered back to when you were still in school. Many had been quite envious of your quirk, especially the girls. But no one had ever considered it worthy of hero work. Not even your parents, who had refused to let you even attend the hero course entrance exam at your local high school. To them, your quirk was all about looks. 

Which reminded you. Stopping to look at yourself in a shop window, you squinted, thinking about what to do with your features today. You didn’t want to be too recognizable after all. Hm…you’d go more masculine today. Your profile had you pegged as female, so assuming a male look would really throw them off.

Concentrating, you broaden your shoulders and maneuver some fat into your face so that your features were a bit more rugged. Unfortunately, there wasn’t much you could do about your height.  But you found that it often worked to your advantage anyway. Thugs didn’t normally expect those who were smaller than them to beat them up so much. In fact, it sometimes became a bit of an issue…

You’re too hot-headed and brash with your quirk. And that’s what’s gonna get you in a load of trouble one day.

Tch. Hot-headed...it’s not hot-headed if they had it coming. They're the ones who decided to pick a fight. You were completely reasonable. Satisfied with your disguise, you pulled up your hood and turned to continue your patrol.

Only to be knocked back as a body slammed into you, causing you to drop your food as you landed on your behind. Dumbfounded, you stared at the scattered contents. None of the remaining rice balls were salvageable. You heard the person mumble something but that didn’t stop your vision from filling with red. What kind of monster exhibited such a nonchalant and wasteful attitude towards food?

Whipping around to the rapidly retreating figure, you watched as they turned down a side street. As they did, you thought you saw the glint of a weapon in their hand. Your eyes widened. Could this person be a villain in more ways than one?

Rushing to your feet, you chased after them, rounding the corner to the side street to find that it was relatively deserted. The villain was a ways ahead; you wouldn’t be able to catch up by running after them. Good, you hated running. 

Leaping into the air, you rapidly directed the majority of your fat into your legs, concentrating them around certain muscles for the most effective energy absorption. As you landed, you used the accumulated fat to send you springing forward again, this time higher and further than before. In fact, you may have overshot it a bit…

Suddenly, a yellow mass appeared in front of you with a yell. Unable to stop your fall at this point, you crashed into them, fully expecting both of you to go tumbling. Except...you didn’t? You’d barely registered that you were actually sinking into them before you shot back out.

As you flew back, your mind was racing. There was only one person who could’ve done that...only one hero.

You landed hard on the pavement. It took a lot of quick quirk improvisation on your part to keep you from getting too banged up; you managed to absorb most of the energy by concentrating your fat at key impact points. Still, you were left quite stunned once your tumble session was over.

Staring up at the sky, you had pretty much forgotten about the villain as your brain tried to process who had just launched you across the street. 

Could it really be him? What district was this again? You weren’t on his patrolling grounds, were you? How could you not know if it were his patrolling grounds? No, there was no way. You would totally know if you had a chance of running into Fa—

“Hiya.” A big, grinning face in a yellow hood appeared above you.

“Gah, Fat Gum!” You practically jumped out of your skin as you rolled upright.

“Sure am. You all right there? Seemed like a pretty nasty tumble.”

“I-I’m fine.”

The BMI Hero: Fat Gum, the pro hero whom you admire more than any other, cocked his head. “Yeah, looks like it. Got some sort of absorption quirk? What was that jump you just made? Y’know using your quirk in public is illegal right; if I didn’t know better, I’d say you were chasin’ that guy. Actaully, you seem kinda familiar…”

Fat Gum recognized you?!

Before your mind could spiral any further on what that could mean, you heard a shout behind you. Turning, you saw a red-headed boy holding onto the guy who had knocked you over.

“Hey Fat, I got ‘im! Didn’t put up much of a fight. That other hero okay? That sure was a manly jump!” He gave you a sharp-toothed grin.

“Good job, Red. Detain him til the cops can get here. And all good here; was actually just about to ask our friend some questions. For one, they ain’t no hero.”

Crap, that didn’t sound good. “I...uh…” You started to back away but froze when Fat Gum placed his hand on your shoulder.

“In fact, looks like we got ourselves the vigilante, Futoi. She’s normally pretty hard to catch since she can manipulate her looks with her quirk but it seems she’s used up her excess fat.”

At his remark, you automatically went to touch your face to find that he was right. Your disguise had melted away due to the lack of fat left in your body. You felt a spark of your anger from before come back; this is why you’d needed those rice balls!

“Now young lady, please come with me. You’re wanted for several counts of illegal quirk use.”

Shaking off his hand, you backed away with a shake of your head. “I just use my quirk to help people! To help heroes like you catch the bad guys!”

Fat Gum’s smile seemed to soften. “While that is very noble of you, without a license, that is considered the work of a vigilante.”

“It’s not my fault my quirk wasn’t deemed worthy of one,” you scowled, aware that you sounded rather bitter.

“Perhaps not, but that doesn’t negate the fact that you’ve performed illegal actions and for that—” 

Fat Gum had started to reach for you again but, panicked, you swung at him, using his own excess fat to your advantage to send him flying. He crashed into a wall, blinking at you in surprise. Both you and Red Riot stared after him in shock. You recovered your senses first though and turned to sprint away.

Holding back tears, you mentally yelled at yourself. You attacked Fat Gum! Your hero role model! You had dreamed of joining his agency if you ever managed to obtain a license. Now you had made sure that would never happen. Ugh, Koichi would never let you hear the end of this.

~~~~~~~

Back in the alley, Fat Gum still lay among the rubble where he had landed, staring after you in shock. Kirishima rushed towards him, dragging the unconscious thug with him.

“Fat, you okay?! How could she send you flying like that?”

It was several moments before Fat answered. “Someone get that girl a license and sign her up for my agency immediately. Also, find me some takoyaki, will ya?”

~~~~~~~

A/N2: Yes, I know, I wasn’t very original with the vigilante name...but I like names to have meaning and I feel like Reader wouldn’t have really put much thought into it.

I tried to incorporate a few references to the Vigilante series; that was actually what my extra research was, haha. Wasn’t til after I wrote up the first draft of this that I remembered that Fat Gum literally featured in the series about vigilantes. Obviously, this is set a lot further down the timeline than where the current volumes are at.

Finally, if anyone has any name suggestions for the fic, I’m open to recommendations. Thank you again for reading!

[justsomevoltronstuff]

OKAYOKAYOKAY IM SO SORRY FOR BOTHERING YOU WITH A REQUEST, but could I possibly get the paladins x reader watching Dear Evan Hansen?? I saw someone's vlog doing one where they saw Les Miserables and while Lance was quite a theater kid, Shiro stayed there in shock crying through every number-- it doesn't have to be that long, because I know it's a lot to request, but thank you!! Stay safe and take care of yourself PLEASE 💕💕💕 ⁽⁽ଘ( ˊᵕˋ )ଓ⁾⁾

ALRIGHTY AFTER LOOKING THROUGH 50,000 OR WHATNOT I FOUND SOMETHING THAT LITERALLY SOUNDS JUST LIKE ME?? MAYBE I ACTUALLY DID WRITE THIS AND I FORGOT, BUT IM GONNA ANSWER THIS ANYWAY- (in the next ask they asked for only Shiro, Lance, and Keith?? I’d do Hunk and Pidge but I’m still in school right now and I couldn’t wait so-)

THIS IS MY DEBUT PEOPLE-

Okay, so if you know me, I’m an incredibly, really, really big Dear Evan Hansen fan. The admins here were amazing enough to let me elaborate when I was still anon, and that made me feel really welcomed! Admin Rori and L are so amazing ajajajja

ALRIGHTY, SO:

Shiro: 

Has no idea what the cinnamon toast frick a musical is 

Well, he’s known musicals a lot for a while, sure

But has he ever watched one??

Noooo

He has no idea what a Program is and what a first and second act is

“What’s an int- intermission, honey?”

He just looks so confused as he’s just trying to understand how a stage could be so big

But once it finally starts, he finally shuts up no that’s a lie

He’s so surprised at how fast Evan Hansen was talking at the start of the number

Shiro’s low-key kind of interested, but not enough to make him stop wondering, “Wait, so they sing, dance, and act?”

Shiro’s super sweet about it, don’t get me wrong, but he’s so confused

But by the time Waving Through a Window starts playing, he’s into it

And he’s decided that maybe, just maybe he could deal with it for the rest of the show

He ends up getting absorbed

He’s so mesmerized by the fact that they’re all so talented vocally

He’s nodding his head the whole time to any moment Heidi has to deal with Evan and looks at the other paladins skeptically

By the time it’s the intermission, Shiro was officially absorbed

He can’t stop talking about how much Heidi reminds him of, well, him!

He’s rambling at this point saying, “See! I’m not the only one who’s trying to control their temper,”

When the intermission’s over, and he sees Larry

Oh boy.

He’s just jamming to To Break In a Glove and he’s not letting it go

You can’t help but laugh as he keeps on looking like a kid in a candy store

Shiro’s not being as immature as I’m describing it, trust me

Okay maybe not

By the time So Big/So Small plays, he literally can’t stop thinking about everyone he lost in the battle of his life

Shiro can’t stop thinking about it

Once the musical’s over, Shiro’s up and clapping, he’s standing

And yes-- he’s decided musicals are pretty cool.

Lance:

A total dork for theater

He has a pretty big family that’s very cultured

He definitely knows what Dear Evan Hansen is and has seen every recorded show out there on YouTube

So yeah, he’s more than excited to watch it in theaters instead of illegally online

Lance has heard every song to Dear Evan Hansen at least fifty times, so he’s assuming he’s walking into a piece of cake

...

that is, a piece of cake that fell out of a tree like an acorn (SOMEONE PLEASE UNDERSTAND THIS REFERENCE)

He was so wrong

The show was 1000000 times better live than recorded

He’s seen so many musicals live, but Lance is just vibing

Lance also claims to be the king of Sincerely, Me

It’s his favorite number by far

He knows it by heart, he’s literally always singing (yes, every lyric) in the shower

He’s laughing, almost in tears on how much more magical it is live

Lance is just hard-core jamming out at this point

He’s fine for a while

He’s actually doing really good and listening super intently

Until it is, until the worst and most painful number:

Words Fail

WHAT THE FRICK BEN PLATT, HOW CAN ONE BE THIS TALENTED??

Lance can’t stand the song Words Fail

It’s the one song he’s listened to once and decided he’d never listen to it again

He’s holding your hand the whole time the song is playing

“No, I'd rather pretend I'm something better than these broken parts Pretend I'm something other than this mess that I am 'Cause then I don't have to look at it And no one gets to look at it No, no one can really see,”

He hates that song because it ALWAYS MAKES HIM CRY AJJAJA

He dreads it. The vocals, spot-on, but he dreads it with a  burning passion

After the musical is over, he’s crying. You’re crying. We’re all crying-

Keith:

Didn’t even know that musical theater was a thing

Almost BEGGED not to go

Thought it was just singing and moving and decided it didn’t even take much effort

But of course, you were against all of that and dragged him along anyway

Keith followed unwillingly but to you, it was all worth it

He steps into the theater and his jaw drops

Keith just takes a moment to look at the set, dumbfounded in shock

You both sit down and Keith’s still staring at how amazingly detailed the set is, but he doesn’t really care as he starts to get bored

But once it starts he sits up

He’s definitely shocked at how fast Evan can talk and you see him smile, which makes you feel better

After the first number, he immediately decides he likes Connor, especially considering his personality

He blinks furiously in You Will Be Found and he leans against your shoulder

During the intermission, you notice that he definitely looks happier than he did before

“Do you like it so far?”

He’s obviously trying to hide how much he wants to talk about it, but you don’t say anything much about it

Once you head back in, you discover that Keith really liked the number To Break in a Glove and finds himself smiling again

In Words Fail all efforts to hide tears are in vain when Evan is alone on stage

In So Big/ So Small, that number really hits home to him, especially since his mom left

You hold his hand during the song to remind him that he isn’t alone

By the end of the show, he’s this crying, happy slobbering mess but regrets nothing as you two clap and stand at the end of the show

*exhales* Rori and L, I don’t know how you do this every day

Anywho, thank y’all so much!! To this and many more to answer <3 Stay safe, you lovely little beings!! <hugs>

*throws skittles and butterscotch*

- Admin Sera💝

[yousaidyes]

how are you? have been drinking water? anything happen thats semi interesting? i suck at convos lmao, but yeah!! also any progress on HOT (i cant with that name-)- 🌈 anon

um, at this point i barely even am, anon. 😭 thank god the weekend is here because lmao i was on my last fucking legs. i hate my job. i hate formal suits. i hate board rooms. i hate black coffee. i hate pretending im a normal human being! my antisocial-depressed-anxietyridden ass is missing student life like hell. i wanna go back to colleegggeeee 😭 and nope, haven't been drinking any water. istg there's black coffee running in my veins. anywho. enough whining. it's a weekend and i'll damn well make sure to live the fuck out it. i'll drink lots of water and roam around naked in my room and read byler meta and stalk people on instagram. yes, this was my life before. 

anything interesting? oh god yes! i made out with my best friend of nine years *screams* 😂😂😂 the only highlight of not only this week but the whole year. 💀 well, save for the fact that i wrote a fic this year *screams even louder* which reminds me… 

ughhh i can't with that name either it makes me blush 😂 sadly there's not much progress plotwise. i was packed with work. didn't get the time. and when i did… instead of writing more i made another outline for the third chapter like an idiot. :) but it did help me realize some things:

first, it's going to be one long ass chapter. like i've only just written the starting scene and it's already more than 3k which was… the avg length of previous chapters??? and if we add that to the middle portion and the ending scene i'm already done writing… it's 6k???? so like???? it's because these shitheads have stopped listening to me and are doing their own thing and using me to make it happen. blame them! i swear it's like trying to herd a pair of chaotic kittens. cute and soft and fluffy little kittens but also evil as fuck! so i have no choice but to give up and let them guide me. can't help thinking of the time it was only supposed to be a oneshot with a 4k smut scene lolol

second, it's going to be full of action. no more of mike sitting idle, no more of zoning out, no more of flowery thoughts. i wanted to make it fluffy like the rest of the fic but when i tried to do that, none of it sat right with me. and then i realized… the graph is changing with each chapter. while mike was totally lost in his head in chapter one and both absorbed in his thoughts and aware of his surroundings in chapter two, he's gonna have to be in full control now; not only of his actions but also his thoughts. bc there are some things – some facts he isn't allowing himself to acknowledge until it's the right time. which is a challenge for me to achieve bc those facts are practically impossible to avoid while writing. 😭 he's such an idiot. 😩 but i suppose it's unfair to put that on him since it was my idea. 💀 i guess i just never expected him to take me so seriously but then he did and now im in deep shit.

third, i have to get over my shyness with the word “dick” otherwise this whole fic is going to shit and we're all screwed. :) i thought of using a substitute for the word like chicken nugget or something (a writing tip i saw on a writeblr) but that just made it worse. and yes i know smut can be written without mentioning dicks just fine but no! i love it sm when it's mentioned in the fics i read. i wanna give back what i like receiving, damn it! fuck it if im a pussy about it. dicks dicks dicks! there.

[imhereforthetryus]

The BLUEBERRY MACADAMIA/CHOCOLATE CHIP DEBATE (The only one who wanted to read this trash @green-lemonboys make it go viral 🤠 bcs i experminted with a diff writing style)

“How do you bleed” Gus shouted from across the courtroom

“Do you mean plead” TJ questioned

“Shush it Kippen” Buffy intercepted giving him a glare

“Guys don't you think this is a little ridiculous I mean a whole trial” TJ said

Cyrus dramatically swooped “How could you babe, you went against the honor of the Chocolate chip muffin”

“Underdog” Cyrus shushed him letting fake tears hit the ground “Dont call me that”

”Your honor my brother is innocent” Amber shouted bottuning up her blouse

Gus shouted “oh really roll the tape” (imaginary camera zooms in to a flat screen) “yo author that isn't in our budget” ((fine on to a boring non flat screen HAPPY I JUST WANTED TO MAKE THIS COOLER))

“Alright the only one allowed to have mental breakdowns over insignificant things in this fic is Cyrus” Buffy says

“Thank you hey” Cyrus pouts

Andi shrugs “Yeah Buffy has a point it just a muffin”

Marty chimes in because ((I pulled an AM and had him reappear at of nowhere)) “Yeah I mean this suit is really itchy and expensive”

Buffy rolled her eyes “Yeah Cyrus where the suits necessary”

“Yeah they totally were a crime has been committed and jury's wear suits.. just” he said flustered “roll the tape gus”(( we suddenly pan To yesterday where everyone was quietly sitting munching on tater tots and There was no fighting)) “author this isnt how it went down”

(camera pans to a grumpy Cyrus and Buffy fighting over their last tater tots while their respective partners look on in horror TJ attempts to grab some tater for Cyrus while Marty forced to protect them, while as the lesbians queens Ambi was both obsessing over Andi drawing of them)

“Guys can't you split the tater tots” the queens suggest

“No ambi you don’t understand we need conflict” Marty gives them a deadpan look, the queens give each other a knowing look and sigh Amber gets up “I go get another basket” ((they cheer in hozzas and carry ambi as a whole through the crowed yet dispersed spoon)) Amber looks on in horror

“oh no what have i done we need another conflict to tear someone relationship apart” Amber glances at TJ

“Ha try us we already had homophobia, gun violence, etc our love is invetiable” Amber shakes her head

“Sorry bro but im kayne west”

TJ cries “Cant i catch a break Amber your my sister be kind to me”

“That only happens in fanfiction im sorry but talk about your favourite muffins” (the fic writer makes them talk)

“Chocolate Chip obviously me and TJ have the same favourites right” Cyrus glances at TJ he looks to the ground nervously

“underdog, chocolate chip muffin, Cy i love you but blueberry macadamia will always have my heart” ((quick scence change to a telenovela think Vane the Jirgin bcs copy right))

“No how could you”

“Underdog” Cyrus shuns him slowly backing away “go to trial if you want to win my heart” ((yeet back to today))

Jonah sighs “Sorry TJ the evidence is here” he looks on excited “does that mean i can smash the little gravel thing”

“Yes jonah” ambi sighs “cant believe we dated such a disaster bi”

TJ raises his eyebrow “Amber aren't you a disaster bi?”

Amber gasps ”how dare you I'm a disaster lesbian now”

Andi shakes her head “Kippen you be quiet this isn't about you”

“but-t it my trial” TJ questioned

Amber sighs “Someone been getting a big head since he has an upcoming b plot about him”

“I-i uh aren't you supposed to be on my side” TJ exclaims

Amber shakes her head “Ladies before babies”

“can someone steer the plot ahead” Jonah and Gus asked (( you shush the author has a 1k word limit to achieve))

“What's in it for us” they said crossing their arms ((i make you two an endgame crack ship))

“But I'm an Aro bi” ((i said what I said))

“Platonic Endgame then” Gus suggested

“sounds good” Jonah nodded

“anywhos i get to hit the malley” Jonah banged the toy mallet aganist the cardboard round thing

“Wait why cant Jonah use an actual mallet and stand” Buffy questioned

((because if we cant get my flat screen were not having proper judge tools))

Jonah gives a sad face ((sorry Jonah and i was under strick instructions not to give you any weapons)) Jonah gets a mad baby face

“ I sentence TJ KIPPEN TO Death”

TJ cried cried cried “Havent i suffered enough”

Buffy sighed “Jonah the death sentence is illegal in Utah”

Jonah glared “Fine no Cyrus for 5 minutes”

TJ arose from the stand tear flowing down “Jonah you cant do that Cyrus is my life your pratically killing me” he begged

Jonah shrugged “That the second thing closet to the death sentence for you”

Cyrus interrupted “Nooo don't take my Teddy Bear I forgive him” ((they run in slow motion and give each other a hug in the pouring rain))

[jenniez-tv]

HIPEC surgery (warning - photos of my abdomen after surgery will be shown)

The night before surgery I was on clear liquids only.. that was hard when all my family members kept talking about food and dessert.. the stomach growl was real. Haha. I spent the night playing mahjong with my family up until I had to pack and get ready to leave the house. An all nighter. Weeee. I really didn’t care to sleep since I don’t usually sleep til the morning anyways and I would be sleeping a lot in the hospital so it was whatever.

My aunt, mom, and I leave to go to the hospital around 4am (super early). We arrive, I’m sent to preop to get ready and I am super nervous.. I realized I forgot to take my anti anxiety Med before leaving the house.. UGH. I ask the nurse if she can ask the doc to give me one while I’m waiting and she said the Anesthesologist can give me something when they are ready to wheel me to the OR. Like wtf? How is that helpful? Why would I need anxiety meds right before I go to sleep for the freaking surgery?!? I need it for the 2hrs of waiting!!! She didn’t even bother to ask! Ughhhh.. like why? She is supposed to be an advocate for me.. Was not happy with her.. then she told me to relax.. HAHA. Glad I won’t see her again. Rude.

Me waiting at preop

Anywho.. next thing I know I’m awake in PACU. I’m groggy and in pain.. and of course felt myself up all over my abdomen to make sure I didn’t get a ileostomy bag. Thank god I did not! I did have a jp drain though. The Dr said he removed the organs he planned on-the uterus, ovaries, omentum, gallbladder along with 3 small things he found in my abdomen. I have no idea where and how big they were. They don’t think they are tumors but the pathology results have not come back yet.. feels like forever waiting for results.. either way, im glad it was found and removed. (Update- the results came back benign! Negative for cancer!)

I’m moved to the ICU and get hooked up to so much equipment. I stayed in the ICU for 2.5days. I had 2 iv’s, an arterial line, Foley catheter, NG tube, JP drain and a wound vac. My throat hurt so damn bad.. every time I swallowed it hurt.. that NG tube fked up my throat. I was also a not allowed eat or drink anything for 2 days until they took it out. I could not wait! Post op day 1 was a killer for me. Just trying to sit up made me cry. They wanted me to walk down the hall while pushing the wheelchair. I literally looked like a old person who has the hump back and couldnt stand straight while walking. The poor nurses were pretty much holding my weight lol. Even helping me scoot up on the bed hurt. My family said my entire body and face was super swollen . I just pictured the scene in Willy wonka and the chocolate factory where that girl turned into a huge blueberry. 🤭 I think the most annoying part of ICU was when they kept giving me blood pressure medication and IV fluids to increase my blood pressure. I normally have low BP like 80-90/50-60 told everyone. Apparently the Med surg unit (Unit I would be at until I get discharged) doesn’t like BP’S under 90. I mean seriously, I can’t be the only one with normal low BP’s.. With all the fluids during and after surgery.. I was 15lbs heavier. Ahh! I know it’s all water weight but damn that’s a lot of water weight. They also gave me potassium and it was so uncomfortable on my veins. Anyone can tell you it hurts..even when it’s diluted. It fked up my veins where on The last night in the ICU I had to get one of my IV’s replaced because anything that went through it (even saline) hurt . It was hurting even if nothing was running.

Anyways, I get cleared and transfer up to the medsurg unit. I was actually feeling pretty good considering just having surgery. I get my NG tube removed and am allowed teeny bits of water/ice. FINALLY. My throat can now get better! By the time I transferred I was making laps around the unit. I also get my wound vac removed. It was so painful because I developed a lot of blisters on the edges of the tape from the wound vac. It looked pretty gross. (Picture below). When they removed it, all the blisters broke and they even rubbed over it pulling the skin off. Then, one of my ivs stopped working so it had to be taken out. Luckily this unit only requires one IV not two like the ICU so I didn’t need it replaced.

Picture of the blisters

Picture of my incision with the wound vac and the jp drain.

Picture of my incision and blisters after wound vac removed

The next morning is where everything went downhill. I got super nauseous and eventually threw up 900cc of bile. My temp was around 101 degrees, and eventually got up to 103. I also had other signs/symptoms that showed that I got septic to something. I had to be transferred back to the ICU. Because they were not 100% sure where the infection came from (they had 2 guesses) I got 2 antibiotics that would treat both areas. My white blood cell count also dropped dramatically to 0.98 and my anc 0.74. This means that I was very susceptible to getting more infections. People had to wear a mask when they come to my room and I had to wear one when I left the room. The good news is my fever went away pretty quickly and I started feeling better. My wbc kept going up and down... I’m hoping it keeps trending up because I cannot leave the hospital until my wbc goes up and becomes stable. EEP.

While I was back in the ICU I had to get a second iv placed.. so now I have had 4 iv’s so far not including the arterial line). I’m connected to all the machines again and it takes forever for me to get to the bathroom since they have to disconnect all the monitors and attach it to a portable one so they made me use a bedside commode instead. Bedside commode?!?! The thought is just gross. I’m peeing and pooping in a room with just a curtain blocking the view. What if someone walked in to talk to me in the middle of my session? It was so nerve wrecking. I’ve cleaned up patients bedside commodes before and it’s fine but now can say that I really understand why patients apologized all the time.

After another 2 days in the icu and being septic.. And another iv needing to be replaced bc it infiltrated.. (apparently my veins are mad weak from all the meds and chemo) (now iv #5) I am finally better to go back to the Med surg unit. I’m transferred back and it feels so nice to use abnormal bathroom again. I’m still only allowed clear fluid and honestly.. even that was hard to do. I had to drink a minimum of 800cc a day and it was a struggle. So many days of not eating and drinking screwed me up. Plus I kept having this underlying nausea that just wouldn’t go away. It turned out I had a small ileus as well- A complication that can happen from abdominal surgery.

Everyday I got blood drawn twice a day.. and lovenox which is a blood thinner to prevent blood clots. Prior to lovenox, they were giving me heparin (which is 3 times a day..). My body was full of bruises all over.

Picture of some of the bruises on my arms. I had a bunch on my thighs too..

Anywho, I’m finally allowed to eat.. and man that was more of a struggle than drinking.. I would take one or two bites and be done.. it didn’t help that the hospital food was completely disgusting.. even simple foods you think they can’t mess up on.. was just gross. I was asked by family what I felt like eating so they can bring it.. but honestly I had no appetite at all. Completely different from when I was on steroids and eating nonstop.. lol. But I tried.. hard.. to eat and drink enough. They wanted to start me on tpn which is the total nutrition through a central line.. and I was not about to have it. I gave a hard hell no.

I could barely sleep.. it just felt like my stomach was being pulled or stretched apart when I moved.. was woken up non stop for meds/ vitals.. when I was able to doze off.. my days pretty much consisted of eating, taking a couple laps around the unit, napping, and repeat. I was still getting some iv fluids to help keep me hydrated.. and of course.. another iv infiltrates.. and another iv had to get started... I had a total of 6iv’s and an arterial line.. it was utterly ridiculous.. I had no more places for ivs! And I freaking hate ivs and getting poked.. but that’s all I got during this stay.. so many I lost count.. sigh..

On and off during my stay but especially the last couple of days, I had severe lower right abdomenal pain that was sharp and jabby. I prevented me from moving at all.. it was downright horrible and worse than my incision.. no one knew what it was from but I guessed maybe the drain that was inside.. I got a ct scan done and it didn’t show anything there but the drain so I got it removed.. the pain immediately disappeared!! It was such a relief!! No pain meds helped at all.. not even the slightest.. so having that relief felt so good. The drain coming out though.. felt like so much pressure and it felt like the spot that hurt was getting pulled on. I swear that drain was stuck there or something.. it was a good amount in my stomach.. I didn’t realize how much of the drain just sat in there.. kinda gross. And yes, I watched the whole thing... hahah.

Another complication I have is that my left upper thigh is numb.. and has been numb.. it never got and still hasn’t gotten any better.. I thought it was the duramorph I got during surgery but after a week it seemed unlikely.. the dr says that it’s most likely because the retractor they used to hold my abdomen opened was pressed on my thigh nerve since I’m smaller than the average patient and dmged it from it being compressed for 8hrs.. he says it will take weeks to months for my leg to return to normal.. hopefully.. but that there is a chance it won’t.. god I hope it comes back. It feels so weird and annoying to have the top of my thigh permanently numb ...

Finally my wbc is stable and continuing to trend upward (although still low) and I’m allowed to go home.. I could not wait to see my babies (my dogs), my family, and just sleep in my own bed!!

Sorry, I know this post was all over the place... i wrote parts of it at different times.. which is why some seems present and some past tense.. and I’m honestly not in the mood to go and fix it all. I will post again how my recovery is going at home soon.

Thank you all for your love and support. ❤️

[starlight-parkers]

The Report Card (Avengers x Reader) {Chatroom}

Author’s Note(s): I wrote this back in october and forgot about in entirely. I hope you enjoy x

Warning(s): just swearing tbh

Summary: Dogs are great but your dads Steve and Tony don’t agree.

you have created a chatroom

you have named the chat “dear fathers whom I love so very much :)”

you have added Tony

You: hello father who raised me from a yOung one whom to which I love very much :)

Tony: no

You: no???

You: I didn’t say anything ???

Tony: it’s paternal instinct

You: at least hear me out

Tony: nO

You: daAAaaAAD

Tony: (Y/nNnnnNn)

You: I’m gonna tell you anyways

Tony: I had a feeling you would

You: so I got my report card back

Tony: I can already see where this is going

You: and I got all As…

Tony: I was not prepared for this part of parenthood

You: so I was wondering…

Tony: gEt To iT CHILD

You: if I could get a puppy?

Tony: lmao NO

You: fudGe yOU

You: you’re the worst dad ever

Tony: I’m going to pretend that my pride isn’t wounded and say I love you too kiddo :,)

You: I bet Steve would get me a dog.

Steve has joined the chat

Steve: no he wouldn’t

You: pleaSe dad?

Steve: nope

You: how can anyone call you the man of dreams? Freedom? Liberation?

You: you’re both the worst

Steve: correction…Tony is the worst. Who makes you cap’s shield shaped sandwiches everyday?

You: you do…

Steve: damn right I do

Tony: hey I mean I totally don’t pay your phone bill… not at all… please do continue to insult me as if I’m not here.

You: you know what fudge you both, I’m asking peter.

Tony: oh god no not the kid

Tony: you know I can’t say no to him

You: exactly ;)

You have added Peter

Peter: Hey everyone!

You: hi Petey <3

Tony: hey underoos

Steve: hello

Peter: what can I do for you?

You: oh y'know

You: we just need you to settle a family disagreement

Peter: oh… okay, what seems to be the problem?

Steve: (Y/N) got all As in her report card

Peter: Aw well done baby! :)

Tony: I am resisting the urge to throw up (:

You: and I want a puppy as a reward but AnthonY and SteVeN wont let me get one.

Peter: well that’s a shame

Steve: it sure is…

You: shuT UP Steve

Steve: thE DISrESPECT

Tony: asjajaja

You: anyways I need you to convince them that I should get a puppy

Peter: uHhhh

Steve: I’d chose my words wisely kid.

Tony: or don’t say anything at all, y'know.

Peter: umm

You: if you don’t help me convince them I won’t let you do my homework for a month

Peter: I…shouldn’t…be doing… your homework… anyway?

You: shut up you know you enjoy it

Peter: I do :(

Tony: what…just…happened?

Steve: I don’t know but is this how dating works nowadays?

Clint has joined the chat

Tony: oh no

Clint has added Natasha, Bruce, Thor, T'challa, Bucky, Sam, Wanda, Scott and Vision.

Clint: we heard talk of a dog

Steve: well you heard wrong

Sam: how can anyone call you the man of dreams? Freedom? Liberation?

You: I SAID THAT

Thor: I FOR ONE AM IN FAVOUR OF SMALL AND FEROCIOUS BEAST RUNNING AROUND THE TOWER!! IT SHALL BE MOST ENJOYABLE :) :) :)

Natasha: Thor, caps lock sweetie.

Thor: *whispers* oh yes, I apologise widow of black :) :) :)

Peter: is bad that I actually heard him yelling from the other side of the tower or?

Peter: and are we just going to ignore the fact that he added in *whispers* ?

Clint: LeT hIm LiVe pETer

Bucky: yeah! Sit down you little asshole

Peter: I… am…confused.

Sam: oh somebody get him a juice box, little Peter is confused.

Peter: w h y  a re  y o u                       a t t a c k i n g  m e ?

Sam: oh shit someone’s having a tantrum.

Natasha: go sit in a corner sam, you’re being uneccesary.

Sam: stfu woman come back when you can spell unnecessary.

Bucky: #ROASTED

You: WE ARE GETTING OFF TOPIC

Wanda: what were we talking about again?

Tony has cleared the chat

Tony: I think were talking about getting pancakes for breakfast today

Steve: oh yes, Tony’s treat :)

Tony: of course it’s my treat I’m the only one with money.

Scott: I’m down for pancakes

Bucky: yeah I could go for some too

T'challa: if Tony’s paying

Thor: I TOO WOULD ENJOY THE CAKE OF THE PAN.

Natasha: as mentioned before, only if Tony’s paying.

Wanda: same

Steve: then its settled, pancakes at 10

Clint: WHAT ARE YOU TAPKING ABOUT

Clint: WE WERE TALKING ABOUT GETTING A DOG YOU FOOLS  

You: T H A N K  Y O U

Tony: fuck yOu clint

Steve: LANGUAGE TONY

Steve: there are children present

You: all in favour of getting a dog say aye

Scott: aye

Wanda: aye

Bucky: aye

Sam: aye

Peter: aye

Clint: AYE FUCKING AYE CAPTAIN

Bucky: too much Clint too much

Clint: sorry

Peter: well it’s decided,  I guess we’re getting a dog

Tony: Vision, T'Challa, Bruce and Natasha haven’t voted yet.

Steve: not to mention Pietro

Pietro has joined the chat

Pietro: I vote for the dog, they’re better than people and I hate everyone.

Pietro has left the chat

Wanda: sorry about that, he’s still salty because we invited Scott to the Civil War and not him.

Scott: how were we supposed to know? he’s meant to be dead

Clint: RIP that speedy guy 2k15, you shall not be missed

You:  I am physically sobBiNg

Bucky: she’s not kidding, I am three floors down and I can still hear her.

Scott : it sounds like she’s dying

Peter: then it’s nothing new.

Bruce: ARE WE NOT GOING TO TALK ABOUT THE FACT THAT YOU HAD A CIVIL WAR?

Bruce: I THOUGHT WE WENT THROUGH THIS

Tony: no brucie, we’re talking about the possibility of (Y/N) having a demon spawn to call their own

Bruce: I hate all of you

T'Challa: I agree, you are all beneath me

Sam: sit yo ass down and drink some milk, cat man

Bucky: #LIGHTLYBURNT

Wanda: IM WHEEZING

Scott: you guys gotta stop roasting each other, (Y/N) is going to D I E of laughter.

Peter: let her  

Tony: what

Peter: f r e e  m e

Steve: moving on…

Thor: yes…please proceed.

Steve: Bruce? Natasha? Thoughts on the dog.

Natasha: I’m against it

You: WHY?? YOURE SUPPOSED TO BE THE AWESOME AUNT NOT THE ASSHOLE AUNT

Natasha: cats are cooler

Clint: Natasha we can no longer be friends

Natasha: fine by me

Bucky: #CHARED

Tony: science bro?

Bruce: I’m also in favour of a cat, they’re more peaceful and less…like you guys.

T'Challa: I agree

Bucky: leave cat man

T'Challa: call me that again and pietro won’t be the only avenger to have died

T'Challa has left the chat

You: well then…

Peter: I don’t know what to say

Thor: what about brother vision? He has yet to cast his vote.

Wanda: I’ll admit Vis has been very quiet.

Vision: I apologise profusely for my lack of presence.

You: HE JUST PHASED INTO THE COMMON ROOM AS HE TYPED THAT IM W H E E Z I N G

Tony: Steve is your child asthmatic

Steve: she’s  not my child, she’s yours

You: wow what a loving family I have

Thor: indeed, much like my own, at least you are not a murderous pathetic excuse for a villain :)

Wanda: is it me or does the smiley face make it worse ?

Natasha: it’s the smiley face.

Tony: anywho vis, vision, partial creation of mine

Tony: what do you think about getting a dog?

Vision: by my calculations getting a dog would perhaps increase the physical activity of (Y/N) as we have come to realise, She only moves to retrieve a food source before returning to her room. Having a dog would lead to (Y/N) leaving the compound more, in order to walk the animal.

You: I’m sorry I didn’t know asking for a dog would include roasting me

Bucky: #BARBECUED

Peter: what’s with all these hashtags ?

Bucky: I’m running out of synonyms for roasted

Vision: Additionally, having a dog would decrease the stress levels of the team and perhaps everyone’s mutual hatred towards Mr Stark.

Tony: you all hate me?

Steve: its less of hatred and more like a preference for avoiding you :) nothing to worry about.

Tony: oh okay then :)

Clint: how did that go over his head?

Bruce: I have no idea

Vision: to conclude getting a puppy would be most beneficial.

You: YAYAYAYAYAYAYAY

You: HAHAHA SUCK IT STEVEN IM GETTING A DOG

Bruce: (Y/N) is definitely Stark’s child.

Thor: aye

Natasha: no doubt about it

Loki has joined the chat

Clint: ew who invited him

Wanda: why so salty Clint?

Clint: he tried to take over my mind with some voodoo shit

Sam: VOODOO SHIT IM SCREAMING

Peter: he actually is

Peter: it’s very loud

Loki: you foolish midguardians. I always said that you would be responsible for your own demise.

Scott: what are you on about reindeer games?

Loki: I’m sorry who are you?

Bucky: #OVERCOOKED

Bruce: these hashtags are getting out of hand.

Peter: remind me to teach him how to use them properly.

Thor: brother! :D

Loki: NOT NOW YOU BLONDE HEADED FOOL

Thor:  D:

Wanda: yikes

Loki: I HAVE COME TO WARN YOU.

You: warn us of your presence? Because none of us actually like you.

Thor: I do

Thor: just a bit

Loki: purchasing the vile beast known as man’s best friend will only result in the destruction of the Avengers. We all know (Y/N) would betray us. She would raise this animal, to become a beast. Multiply it and use it to destroy us from the inside.

Steve: is Loki… afraid…of dogs

You: oh my god

Loki: NO YOU IMBECILE I AM HERE TO SAVE YOU

Natasha: Loki? Saving us ?

Vision: in all my years on earth I have never heard such an entertaining tale

Peter: sit the fuck down bish you’re like 2 years old

Bruce: peter omg

Sam: THERE ARE  T E A R S FLOWING FROM MY EYES

Thor: please send help it sounds like he’s choking

Bucky:  l e t  h i m

Steve: what is it with everyone and wanting to kill each other?

You: don’t act like you haven’t wanted to kill any of us, you golden child

Steve: …

Steve: proceed.

Bucky: #

Scott: don’t even start I beg

Bucky: D:

Loki: you mortals will all perish

Tony: so I think we’ve established that Loki is afraid of dogs, and since none of us like him I propose we get one.

Steve: agreed

Loki: NO YOU DENSE HEADED INFERIORS

Tony: all in favour of a dog say aye

Steve: aye

You: aye

Thor: aye

Peter: aye

Scott: aye

Wanda: aye

Vision: aye

Natasha: aye

Bucky: aye

Bruce: aye

Sam: aye

Clint: AYE MOTHER FUCKING AYE BITCHES

Bucky: Clint pls

Natasha: you are an embarrassment to this team, no wonder pietro is always running away from you.

Natasha has left the chat

Clint: damn

Bucky: #SCORCHED

Peter: well now that this has come to end, Let’s go Bucky, I gotta teach you the ways of the hashtag

Sam: oh I have got to see this

Scott: I’m definitely filming this

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Loki: you will all die

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Thor: it appears that Loki is having a tantrum

Thor: I must tend to my brother, his feelings have been hurt.

Tony: lolol I don’t care

Steve: same tbh

You: SE E YOU ARE NOT SUCH A PURE GOOD WILLING PERSON AFTER ALL

You: SUCK IT STEVEN

Tony: why do you have such a disrespectful child Steve?

Steve: biologically she’s your creation, you do the math

Clint: LMAOOO

Bruce: brb I’m totally not sobbing with laughter

Thor: I must depart from you friends (: goodbye

You: bye (:

Thor: (:

You: (:

Thor: (:

You: (:

Thor: (:

You: (:

Thor: (:

Clint: ISTG JUST LEAVE

Thor: be careful who you yell at brother Clinton. I am always watching.

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Bruce: well then

Tony: moving swiftly on

Clint: AHAHAA

You: im finally getting a dog WHOO

Clint: WHOOO

You: WHOOO

Steve: why are you both simultaneously yelling ‘whoo’ whilst typing it at the same time?

You: it’s for effect

Bruce: looool

Tony: anyways since you’re getting this dog, they least you could do is name it after your favourite dad

Steve: I agree, this debate has gone on for too long

Steve: which one of us do you like best?

You: sure why not

Bruce: this is going to get interesting

Clint: I’m ready to take screenshots

You: I’m naming my dog peter

Steve: why?

You: because he’s my favourite daddy

You: duh

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Tony: what

Steve: pardon

Bruce: AJAJAJA IM SCREAMING AND WHEEZING AT THE SAME TIME I CANT

Clint: OH MY GOD BYE

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Clint: I’m totally… going to… see if he’s okay… and not laugh about this

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Steve: I can’t believe this

Tony: …

Steve: you have your suit right?

Tony: already putting it on

Steve: the shield?

Tony: it’s right where you left it

Steve: it’s time to go squash a spider

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