#banjo-needs-a-daddy

[hazbinhotelexpansion]

Oh I was BORN to answer your request, prepare for all of my random discord quotes

Are you climbing the inside of the elevator??? ..........maybe

"I want them Zoloft boys"

"ok I think the phone has been in the microwave long enough"

She could run a kingdom, people would listen to her, she's very loud!

I'll sop your wet! ... I'll wet your sop? No, neither of those sound right, joke canceled, goodbye

You know me I love dead people

You want me to go straight to bed? Why not gay to bed???

"this tastes like battery acid, but if battery acid was tasty"

Gusty showers sounds like a terrible name for a retirement community

What happens if you have nipple pasties that just look like nipples? "Then you need nipple pasties for your nipple pasties" Nipple-pasty-ception "Get a bra that looks like boobs and put nipple pasties on that"

Yeah I'm like canonically allergic to chihuahuas in specific

"Jesus told a tree to off itself and then he threw a table"

"am I a Honda or a person?"

"NOW GIVE ME YOUR FACE AND DONT ASK QUESTIONS"

Gasp! Someone cheesed him!

WHY WOULD YOU MAKE MY LITTLE BOY INTO LEMONADE

"using my telekinesis to lift my daughter out of her crib just in time for her father to see her levitating randomly"

"why are we talking about bacon now I thought we were talking about your daddy issues"

I do not have a gender, I have a question

oh pants stopped happening like 30 minutes ago

just calling me Charizard is unhelpful team

I AM THE PICASSO OF MEMES

Ope there goes angel climbing into the China closet again

EVIL JELLO MY NEW GENDER

"I have a *weird* problem, are you ready to hear about my *weird* problem" "always" "my brownies are too oily"

"Before I can own a pigeon, I need to get my bird permit" Your..... Birdmit

It doesn't have to be a bunch of sad white women drinking wine sitting in a rented conference room with a bunch of tables all done up in tablecloths with droopy streamers and half floating balloons

he can be a soft boi *and* a crackhead!!!

"they're Jean shoes" YOU GOT THE FUCKIN JHOES???

Please refrain from happy biting the cannibal

WOOHOO KEVIN GOT BOOPS

Two pigeons, chilling on the sidewalk, five feet apart cause they're not gay

"you're watching a weiner schnitzel be made? Isn't that a dog?"

"she wouldn't hit a cows arse with a banjo"

About husk: probably grumpy enough to overpower catnip by the sheer force of cynicism

About niffty being drunk: she's a spastic caffeinated squirrel in traffic that's just taken a nice long inhale of, uh, snow

no actually I think you're right! I like my impulsive, self destructive behaviors

don't turn yourself into one of those cooked children in the backseat you're always hearing about, Pls don't cook yourself over your trauma

YEAH WE HAVE CHILD LABOR ON THIS BUS!

Mickey mouse voice: you can't spell drunk driving without U and I!

He has the mcdonald's headset of infinite wisdom

*angrily* IM GONNA TURN YOU INTO TREE FOOD

Sudden vox in my head: and now introducing, this.... Fuckin thing..... *gestures to cursed cat alastor on a small runway behind him*

HOPE THESE HELP YOU GUYS IM LOOKING FORWARD TO SEEING THE NEW CONTENT!

Friend, I am

CRYING

[parisbytaylorswift]

My F-1 Trillion thoughts

TLDR: The slow songs are better, I love Dolly, and most of these did not need to be features

Wrong Ones (Tim McGraw): VERY stadium country. Not totally my thing but I respect it. If this is setting the stage for the rest, I hope the features deliver.

Finer Things (Hank Williams Jr.): Oh. Definitely not my thing. Sounds like a Florida Georgia Line song. That’s not a good thing. Could’ve been a lot better with a more toned-down acoustic production style. I guess this is the pseudo-title track for the album? I like the album title on it’s own but I hope this song isn’t representative of the whole thing.

I had some help (Morgan Wallen): I’ve heard this one before, and yeah, I really don’t like Morgan Wallen. If it hadn’t been a feature, I think I could at least accept this a fun catchy pop-country song. But I really don’t think Posty needed the “help” on this one.

Pour Me a Drink (Blake Shelton): Post’s voice works so well for a country song, I just don’t understand why there’s so many unnecessary features on this album. This could’ve been a solo song is a statement that applies to most all of these. That said, lyrically, it’s a fun blue collar anthem. . . being sung by a The Voice judge. It’s just hard to take Blake Shelton seriously when we tries to do these blue collar anthems, and feels appropriating

Have the Heart (Dolly Parton): DOLLY CAN DO NO WRONG. THIS is a well used feature. Very rhinestone cowboy reminiscent. This is Taylor Swift’s cowboy like me without the criminal activity and with a much more hopeful sound.

What Don’t Belong To Me: FINALLY. A solo track. Post sounds great on these more personal ballad style songs. A great catchy ear worm chorus is a staple of his, and this is that! There’s no mistaking this for a Post Malone song, even with a genre change-up. I like the true to form songwriting style.

Goes without Saying (Brad Paisley): This is a pop song with a banjo. This is gonna be on country radios for a long time, isn’t it? The new unavoidable Brad Paisley song I guess. Not terrible or anything, just okay.

Guy for That (Luke Combs): THIS DIDN’T NEED TO BE A FEATURE!!! More stadium country okayishness.

Nosedive (Lainey Wilson): It sounds good when Post slows down!! The more emotional ballads of this album are the best parts. I can see this being used in a blockbuster romance movie soundtrack based off a Nicholas Sparks book.

Losers (Jelly Roll): 10 years ago this would’ve been used in a Disney movie about middle school bullying. In 2024, teenagers are going to bully sing this AT the losers sitting in the back of football bleachers.

Devil I’ve Been (Ernest): She fixed him! (Really she did!) Unfortunately his friends are still demons.

Never Love You Again (Sierra Ferrell): Slow songs are great!! Do this more!! The slow bass line works great here.

Missin’ You Like This (Luke Combs): Luke Combs again? Really? The slowed down wistful love song is nice here, but really, really, didn’t need to be a feature.

California Sober (Chris Stapleton): Another feature done really well. The harmonizing route with both their voices is great compared to the alternating style on other tracks. Stapleton and Post’s voices are great together, and makes for a really fun sound.

Hide My Gun (HARDY): Again, the slower songs are the best ones here for letting Post really shine for who he is. Also, murder!!!

Right About You: I love a good song title pun (Kacey Musgraves’ Space Cowboy you are beloved), the ‘right/writing about you’ bit here is very appealing. It lands well, and it’s a fun love song about being famous for your heartbreak.

M-E-X-I-C-O (Billy Strings): YEEHAW!!!!!! A ridiculous story song is always fun! Hell yeah man take her daddy’s money and blow it in Vegas and get shot out of chapel alongside Elvis on your way to Mexico!

Yours: Sounds like an early 2000s post-9/11 sad country song to be made with a sad sepia filtered music video. But! I do respect the lyrics and everything Post did with it. There isn;’t really anything wrong with sounding twenty years ago is twenty years ago was good. Just glad this album didn’t get a Toby Keith feature.

[krispyweiss]

Roger McGuinn at Midland Theatre, Newark, Ohio, Aug. 22, 2023

There’s no need for Roger McGuinn to write a book. His Songs and Stories With … tour is his autobiography. And hearing the man speak and sing about his incredible life and career is much more enjoyable than reading about it anyway.

As the jangle of an electric guitar playing the Byrds’ arrangement of “My Back Pages” filled the hall - “My ‘My Way,’” McGuinn called it - he walked on stage, stepped to a mic and began to sing. At 81, McGuinn’s voice betrayed some fragility at various points during his two-set, 110-minute performance inside Newark, Ohio’s, three-quarters-full Midland Theatre. But he still plays and sings like a Byrd.

After the opener, McGuinn, dressed in all black save for a red feather in his fedora, took a seat and, surrounded by a banjo, 12- and six-string acoustic guitars, his trusty electric Rickenbacker and tropical plants, proceeded to tell his life’s story. And the concert had the arc of a book, beginning with his childhood in Chicago where he first heard “Heartbreak Hotel” and “Be-Bop-A-Lula” - snippets of which he played - before he went to the Old Town School of Folk Music and got turned on to Bob Gibson and Lead Belly, leading McGuinn to offer full versions of “Daddy Roll ’Em” and “On Easter Morn’ He Rose.”

A teenaged McGuinn then met Pete Seeger, from whom he learned “Turn! Turn! Turn!,” played on electric, and “Rolling Down to Old Maui,” rendered acoustically. He was hired by the Limeliters, met David Crosby in California and Joan Baez (“Virgin Mary”) in New York. He traveled to South America and was inspired to write what would become the bridge of “Chestnut Mare” while sitting on a cliff and eventually went to work for Bobby Darin in Las Vegas - McGuinn was there when Darin discovered Wayne Newton. This was all before McGuinn met Peter Fonda, which prompted “The Ballad of Easy Rider.”

McGuinn wrapped the first set with “I Wasn’t Born to Follow” and “Mr. Spaceman.” He opened set two the way he’d opened the gig, with the sounds of “So You Want to be a Rock ’n’ Roll Star” announcing his arrival and “Lover of the Bayou” following. And despite any wear and tear on his vocal cords, the McGuinn of 2023 is smoother than the raspy McGuinn of 1970’s (Untitled).

From here, McGuinn’s storytelling turned nonlinear as he talked about his friendship with Tom Petty (“King of the Hill”); touring Europe with him and Bob Dylan (a singalong “Knockin’ on Heaven’s Door”); and the shenanigans of Dylan’s Rolling Thunder trek. It was here that McGuinn got permission to record Joni Mitchell’s “Dreamland,” also performed, and was inspired to write “Jolly Roger” by the pirate-like nature of the cross-country escapade in a retrofitted Greyhound bus borrowed from Frank Zappa

McGuinn plucked the banjo on “Old Blue” and recalled working in the Brill Building and nicking the Beach Boys to write and record “Beach Ball” with the the City Surfers, featuring the Bee Gees on background vocals. He then went on to explain how the Byrds ripped off the Beatles not only in their name but by taking the latter’s idea of using folk chords in rock music and - sampling “I Want to Hold Your Hand” to demonstrate - as inspiration for creating folk-rock with songs like “The Water is Wide” and “You Showed Me.”

The Byrd was as enthusiastic as a small child with a new toy when he talked about reconnecting with Crosby and joining forces with Gene Clark, Michael Clarke and Chris Hillman; meeting the Beatles and the Stones in England; and serving as the opening act for Hoyt Axton, whose mother wrote the aforementioned “Heartbreak Hotel,” thus bringing the story full circle.

The set proper closed with McGuinn showing off his substantial lead-guitar chops on a lengthy acoustic rendering of “Eight Miles High,” before he walked off without a word. He walked back on without a word, preceded again by the telltale jangle, and performed “I’ll Feel a Whole Lot Better,” “She Don’t Care about Time” and “May the Road Rise to Meet You” while standing at the off-center mic.

Including parts or all of 30 songs in total, the set and its stories left even the most knowledgable McGuinn fans even more so. And no one left a stranger.

Grade card: Roger McGuinn at Midland Theatre - 8/22/23 - A-

8/23/23

[torley]

Welcome to Kyle's Banjo Club! On the first of every month, I will email you ten tunes in tablature along with a brief introduction for the month's selections. Most of my banjo tabs are for 5-string banjo in G, C, no bass, G minor, or sawmill tuning. I'll be sure to include pieces in a variety of skill levels each month. Every tune is presented in clear, easy-to-read tablature. All of the current month's titles are listed below.As a banjo club member, you'll get exclusive arrangements and transcriptions available nowhere else. Many pieces are from the early American banjo books from the 19th century. I also have quite a few traditional folk tunes that I've arranged for 5-string banjo. You can get past issues from the club at this link: kylegrayyoung.gumroad.com/l/kbc-completeThis club is free and open to everyone. If you would like access to the mp3s of the tunes, you can join the audio tier with a donation of $2 or more. The VIP Lounge is available for $5 or more per month. VIP members get access to bonus tunes each month. These are usually more challenging and longer pieces. Genres include blues, jazz, ragtime, classic banjo and more!If you need any help with any of the tunes, have feedback, or any requests, please do not hesitate to contact me. Please visit bio.link/kyle for all of my socials and contact info. Enjoy!~KyleSelections for October 2024:Texas Rangers' Waltz (1884, Prize Banjo Instructor, Ida Lee Magez, G)Modoc Funeral Dance (1874, Winner's Primary School for the Banjo, no bass)Witches' Dance (1888, Complete American Banjo School, Paganini, S.S. Stewart, C)Phantom Reel (1889, Bolsover Gibbs, Stewart's Banjo & Guitar Journal, G)Wizard Jig (1891, Stewart's Banjo & Guitar Journal, Thomas J. Armstrong, C)Sherman's Funeral March (1893, The Banjo Made Easy, Frank Converse, C)The Skeleton Rag (1913, The Remick Collection, Percy Wenrich, A.J. Weidt, G)Hallowe'en Dance (1921, The Crescendo, Walter Burke, C)The Devil In A Hole (1927, Moyer's Superior Method for Plectrum Banjo, DGBD)How To Excel On The Banjo Part 4 - Exercises 46 & 47 (1926, Emile Grimshaw, C)VIP Lounge:Funeral March of a Marionette (1886, Dobson's National Banjo Method, C) Daddy Long Legs (1915, BMG Magazine, Emile Grimshaw, C) The Devil is Afraid of Music (1927, BMG Magazine, plectrum banjo) *indicates an original arrangement or composition of mine

[theawkwardsimmer]

The next morning, Andy, the trailer park patriarch, called Daniel outside for a breakfast meeting. He was pissed off. "Hey boy, why are you listenin to that shit music at all hours? You was keepin me awake. And I was already tired from all the woo-hooin with Virginia here."

"Listen here, you uneducated hillbilly! I only listen to the finest music! I'm sorry there's no banjo or beer in any of it, but it's what us non-incest people like!"

"Cain't you at least put on some headphones? All the trailer park could hear that whiny shit!"

"I HAD headphones until your dumb ass snapped them in two! So you brought it on yourself!"

"Do you know what that music says about you? It says...you're a snowflake!"

"So NOW you're making it political?!," Daniel fumed.

"I calls it how I sees it," Andy judged.

"We are both AMERICANS! Free as the bald eagle! There's no reason we should fight over..."

"Oh blah blah, blah. All I hear is more whinin' from the snowflake."

"Do you really wanna fight me, Andy?"

"I'll crush you like a twig!"

Instead of taking it outside, they took it to the kitchen. No need to get the neighbors involved, I guess. Virginia watched with curiosity. She wondered if skinny boy really could take her husband.

After the fight, both men look pretty satisfied.

"I didn't know you had it in ya, boy!," Andy grinned.

"Me neither!," Daniel smiled. The fight gave him an idea...

He showed up at Cassidy's place uninvited, still looking confident.

"I just had this conversation...and fist fight...about politics, and it made me think about FREEDOM. Freedom from oppression...and unfit parents...," he said excitedly.

"What the hell are you talking about, Daniel?"

"Why don't you ever invite me over to see my son, Cass?"

"I never said you weren't welcome, Daniel," Cassidy replied cautiously.

"Oh, so that means I'm welcome right now? Right this minute?"

"Sweet," Daniel said, looking towards Cassidy's trailer. "Oh Mason! Daddy's here to see you!"

Cassidy grimaced. "Oh. I wasn't actually ready for guests right now but..."

"Oh lookee. Here's my boy. Outside unattended on the ground. What a surprise..."

"And what do we have going on in here? Do you never turn this radio off? Can you even afford your electric bill?"

"It's not filthy in here...but it's not very big. And Mason is STILL sleeping outside..."

"Hey little dude. Where's YOUR dad?"

"Daddy Jarvis!," Trevor said enthusiastically.

"Hmm...maybe this is a good thing? Jarvis doesn't show this much interest in Trevor..."

"Daddy smell wike smoke! An' him teef are wellow! He says I be wike him is one day!"

Oh my God. My son is living in a hell hole, Daniel thought, outwardly smiling but inwardly panicking.

"Don't you worry, son," Daniel said soothingly.

I'll think of a way to get you away from this place.

[alovelywaytospendanevening]

Revisiting the Charts #3: March 17, 1973 (Billboard Hot 100)

The 1970s was a very musically diverse decade. This edition of Revisiting the Charts takes a look at a weekly top 10 of one of its earlier years. Funk and soul are the dominant genres here, but there's also space for rock and country music.

1. Killing Me Softly with His Song — Roberta Flack Current Spotify stats: 284.234.330 plays

The biggest classic of this list, and for a good reason. Through its poetic lyrics, this song evokes such a singular feeling of melancholy it’s hard to forget. And it still sounds fresh.

2. Dueling Banjos — Eric Weissberg Current Spotify stats: 12.283.442 plays

This song was made famous by and is still mostly associated with the film Deliverance (1972), which isn’t surprising at all, since it’s a number that can sound cool in a scene, but it’s not really strong as an individual music recording.

3. Love Train — O’Jays Current Spotify stats: 212.667.395 plays

The 1970s tackiness is a bit too much on this one, but it’s still an enjoyable listen.

4. Also Sprach Zarathustra (2001) — Deodato Current Spotify stats: 6.633.243 plays

One of those 1970s recordings which remade classical music compositions. It’s an interesting funk-fuelled experiment, and sure, the results are respectable, but I guess it works much better when you’re on a dancefloor.

5. Last Song — Edward Bear Current Spotify stats: 3.687.594 plays

An inoffensive and pleasant enough adult contemporary song. It’s also not very memorable.

6. The Cover of “Rolling Stone” — Dr. Hook & the Medicine Show Current Spotify stats: 46.708.571 plays

A cheeky and even smart satirical song. Its replay value seems rather small, though.

7. Could It Be I’m Falling in Love — The Spinners Current Spotify stats: 54.554.432 plays

I admit I think “I’ll Be Around” is a better song, but this is still a lushly produced and expertly performed example of the Philadelphia soul sound.

8. Neither of Us (Wants to Be the First to Say Goodbye) — Gladys Knight & the Pips Current Spotify stats: 42.253.232 plays

This one is considered a classic, but to be honest, I think there are much better examples of soul ballads from this period. I do understand its popularity, though.

9. Daddy’s Home — Jermaine Jackson Current Spotify stats: 2.156.029 plays

Too much cheesiness, even for this kind of love song.

10. Danny’s Song — Anne Murray Current Spotify stats: 17.183.148 plays

A typical 1970s country pop song. It’s almost great, but there’s something missing. The (very) Loggins lyrics are tolerable, but the melody needed more work.

[caleb-tn]

American Dream

Teaching me moves to dance for tiktok

Jack’ with Coke in her glass

Dad raised me so well

But now i know who Stella MCCartney

She's so good, I don't have a clue

What is she doing with a cowboy like me

MTV on NFL time

Cause her MV will premiere

She's a Jesus friend, I’m a Jewish

Born in the USA

And with hunting I’m stopping , now just shots of love

From New York to L.A.

Living our teenage dreams, make out on plane

She lays down and give me a kiss

You can see me on the cover of Rolling Stones

In big letters saying “She is my American Dream”

And I give her my little golden medals

Making promises to live in farm

Deciding what to do on Saturday night

If dance in a Honky Tonky or dress a Tom Ford tie

Taking her home while we sing along

And she dressed in my jacket

Trying to be her second voice, but she know I’m thick

Maybe I need practice

Her brother have a new boyfriend, her daddy will don’t like

And I agree with my father-in-law, with his daughter on my lap

He doesn't know how naughy she’s behave

She's a Jesus friend, I’m a Jewish

Born in the USA

And with hunting I’m stopping , now just shots of love

From New York to L.A.

Living our teenage dreams, make out on plane

She lays down and give me a kiss

You can see me on the cover of Rolling Stones

In big letters saying “She is my American Dream”

And I give her my little golden medals

Making promises to live in farm

Deciding what to do on Saturday night

If dance in a Honky Tonky or dress a Tom Ford tie

[Banjo solo]

She's a Jesus friend, I’m a Jewish

Born in the USA

And with hunting I’m stopping , now just shots of love

From New York to L.A.

Living our teenage dreams, make out on plane

She lays down and give me a kiss

You can see me on the cover of Rolling Stones

In big letters saying “She is my American Dream”

And I give her my little golden medals

Making promises to live in farm

Deciding what to do on Saturday night

If dance in a Honky Tonky or dress a Tom Ford tie

[pahtoosh]

eee! okay this changes often but my current top five from my own collection are pete pete, bunnies and kisses, ducks and baths, apologies and kisses, and banjo needs a daddy!

@angelbaby-fics @buckys-little-belle @impactmintsfresh @babyjakes @tumblin-theworldaway i know my favorites from your guys’ collections but i must know yours too!!

(to my followers who follow me for a sfw agere space, some of these writers have nsfw fics! please read their warnings. to everyone else, go send love to their incredible works and have so much fun🤭)

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 💖

BABE. You are just the best. I will have to go back and see if you posted this too- because I want to know yours as well!!

My self favorites are "Need You Now", "Time is A-Flyin", "Where You Still Remember Dreaming", "Does Whatever A Spider Can", and "Feels Like the First Time".

@stevesbestgirl, @haleyhunwritingss, @pahtoosh @buckyalpine, @romanestuffsposts, @nicoline1998enilocin too!! Whatcha got?? Love you all!!

[pahtoosh]

Banjo needs a Daddy

[image ID: a collage on a light blue background. the middle has a photo of Sebastian Stan putting a stuffed bear into his jacket. there are two stuffed grey cats on either side of him. /.end ID]

18+

masterlist

wc: ~1120

warnings: fluff. "daddy" or "dada" is used like every other sentence😶 I could not help myself

a/n: i hope you guys like this one! i've been working on it off and on for over a month now. my next fic will be with chef!daddy!bucky so keep an eye out for that!

pairing: mafia!daddy!bucky x gn!little!reader

summary:  Bucky takes you stuffed animal shopping

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“And sometimes Natty comes over and she needs a stuffy too but if Stevie and Sammie are here first then she has less stuffies to pick from and that’s not fair! And sometimes I have a tea party and a business meeting at the same time so I need twice as many stuffies that day and then after it I get so tired and I wanna sleep in my cozy corner but then there’s not enough stuffies in the corner because of the meeting and the party and I’m too tired to put them back so I need more stuffies, right Daddy?”

You were in the midst of convincing Bucky to let you buy more stuffed animals. He knew the second you opened your mouth and gave him those pleading eyes that he’d say yes to anything. Ordering takeout? He’d love to. New clothes? Of course. A new TV? Why not, you’ve been very good lately. A vacation? His employees are readying the beach house as you speak. 

He almost laughed when he realized all you wanted was a few more stuffed animals. Your little heart wasn’t used to being so spoiled. You were ready to beg and do anything for some new fuzzy friends. Bucky thought you were so cute. His instinct was to tell you you could have whatever you wanted, but he chose to rest a hand on his chin and pretend to think about it some more. He couldn’t resist your adorable rambles and the way you so sweetly clung to his arm as you told him why you absolutely needed more plushies. 

Rant now over, you scrambled your mind thinking of any reasons you might’ve missed. Bucky loved watching you as you did anything, but this moment was particularly good. He was standing at the front door, having just come home when you greeted him with a hug and a kiss and wasted no time before you started asking him for more stuffies. You held onto his bicep with both arms as if him taking a step away from you meant that you wouldn’t get your prize. Your eyes were wide, your lips pouted, and your whole body was leaning toward him, trapping him with your cuteness. 

He was proud of how brave you’d gotten as your little self. You were comfortable around his friends, you knew you could ask him for anything, and you started being more adventurous. He could sense the latter by the stray leaves and grass stains on your clothes. He told you you had free reign over the house, but you had stuck to the two bedrooms you liked and the living spaces until today. Your skin even had a gentle glow from the sun; you were happy. Bucky felt endlessly fulfilled getting to see this side of you. 

“Okay, Baby, Daddy’ll get you your stuffies- but” he said, quieting your squeals. “What does Daddy get in return?”

You stopped bouncing on your feet for a moment. “A hundred million kisses!”

Bucky laughed, “Sounds like a good deal to me, Angel. Why don’t you start paying up now?”

You giggled and held his face with both hands, allowing you to bring his head down and smother him with kisses. 

~

Bucky pulled up to your favorite toy store, parked the car, and placed a hand over yours to get your attention. “Now, Angel. What are our rules for going into a store?”

“Always stay next to Daddy, don’t talk to strangers, no bein’ fussy, and say ‘please’ and ‘thank you’ and ‘excuse me’!”

“Good, baby. You make Daddy proud when you listen.” Bucky patted your knee before getting out of the car and opening your door and seatbelt for you.

You held his hand as you skipped to the shop. Then, something in the display caught your attention and you tugged Bucky by the sleeve to get a closer look. 

“Daddy! Daddy! Look at all the stuffies!” You pressed your face so close to the window, your nose was nearly touching the glass. “And they all hab clothes and hats a- and shoes.” 

The excitement and toys were pushing you further into little space. You were so distracted by the display that you didn’t notice the heart eyes Bucky was now sporting for you. He loved seeing you so happy and carefree. 

“C’mon, Angel let’s get inside and you can find even more stuffies!”

You squealed and trotted into the shop as Bucky held open the door for you. While shopping, you insisted on looking at every single shelf, because every stuffie deserved to get a fair chance at being the one you brought home. Bucky was more than happy to indulge you. You’d seen nearly every corner of the shop when a small, grey stuffed cat caught your attention. 

“Dada,” you gasped.

“Yes, Angel?”

“Dis one, pease.”

Bucky saw what you were looking at and carefully plucked the grey cat from the shelf so you could get a closer look. With the plushie still in your Daddy’s hands, you inspected its fur and facial features. 

“‘s perfect,” you whispered, still in awe. The small cat was delightfully soft and had a nice, round belly. 

Bucky let you toy with the plush for a few more minutes before speaking up. “You ready to take this new friend home, Sweetheart? You gotta name them and introduce them to your other stuffies before bedtime.”

You snapped out of your trance. “Oh yeah! Kitty already has name though.”

Bucky raised his eyebrows. “Already? You came up with a name that fast, Angel?”

You were still a little distracted, answering his question while stroking the plush’s fur. “Yeah ‘s Banjo. Banjo the kitty.”

“That’s a beautiful name, Baby. Let’s go to the register now, okay?”

You nodded and followed Bucky back to the checkout section. On the way there, something in the corner of your eye caused you to stop suddenly. Bucky was holding your hand and paused when you did. 

“You alright, Sweetheart?”

You pointed to the shelf on your right. It was full of grey cat plushies that were bigger than your Banjo. 

“Can I hab one?”

“Sure, Angel. You wanna get a bigger Banjo instead?”

“No, want two kitties pease.”

Bucky failed to hold back a smile. He was so proud of his baby for telling him what they wanted and for asking him so politely. 

“Anything for you,” he said, kissing the top of your head. He took one of the cats from the shelf and let you inspect it. “You sure you want another grey cat, Angel? This store has a lot of other animals in different colors.”

“Has to be grey kitty, Dada. Banjo needs a Daddy.”

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[otherperson12]

Random Band of brothers headcanons pt.1

change my mind

George Luz craves for people acceptance so he jokes with everyone to please them

Bull stay hungry after every army meal (big boy needs big meals) but he keeps sharing of his plate with everyone

Eugene Roe smokes a lot (at least five cigarettes at day, one in every meal)

Frank Perconte hates bugs and is the responsible of keeping the barracks clean (he is obsessive).

Carwood Lipton knows how to knit

Skip, Penkala and Malarkey smokes weed with Chuck and then asks Bull for food

Bill makes the best real italian pasta, he cooks and very well

Bill used to box with his brothers and then with Toye and Liebgott in the army

Dick Winters is a religious baby virging boy (is the mockery of the other officers)

Popeye is skinny but likes to fight (he ends at med bay)

christenson, tipper, chuck and shifty are a choral quartet. (Christenson is a musician, plays piano, guitar and banjo) sometimes Toye joins them

Every time Luz makes a funny comment or something stupid, Martin is like: "what am I doing here...".

Donald Hobbles (my sweet baby boy) is ALWAYS hungry and tries steal food (he is very clumsy)

Sisks, at first, was shocked by blood and all of that but then he understood that is part of war

a large part of the company goes to the brothels together and shares the same whores

Malarkey cooks but doesn’t taste too well and anyone has the heart to not eat it because he is standing with big puppy eyes waiting for everyone to eat his food

Skip is a fucking stealer (takes everything from the poor malarkey)

EVERY TIME that the comapany has their passes Floyd is like: “I’m gonna need more condoms”, Roe gives him five and Tab uses them all

Joe Toye is very ashamed of his lack of education and when no one sees him he practices his reading.

Liebgott took Eugene's scissors to cut the boys' hair. (Doc is like: where I put my fucking sizzuhs…)

Roe takes everything (medical stuff, blankets, extra socks for other, etc) from Perconte and Frank always tries to avoid him

George hates showers (me too, George, me too) so Lip (as the responsible mother she is) has to drag him to the showers like a 7 years old kid

Nixon buys everything for Dick (like a sugar daddy)

No one can beat Toye at arm wrestling (maybe Bull)

EUGENE ROE AND LEWIS NIXON EPIC CHESS GAMES (and george luz is the commentator as if ir were a baseball game)

heffron got his first real binge and bar fight thanks to bill guarnere

[seconddoubt]

who’s gonna buy me a piano and a pedal steel guitar? need me a sugar daddy or mommy who only requires me to sometimes send recordings of me playing. that’s just a patron i guess. while we’re at it i’m also interested in a harp, a banjo, an electric bass, a double bass, a cello, a saxophone and a custom fender electric guitar

[waldenwritess]

Maybe Cole had been naive when he'd first stuck his thumb out and hitched a ride out of Oregon. Traveling the country, taking whatever ride he could get with whoever was offering, seemed romantic in theory-- more than that, it was exactly what he needed after years of the same arguments in the same classrooms. It was the only way he could think to subvert a punishing future of suits and briefcases and courtrooms. Plus, he was pretty good at thinking on his feet; He could tell when his luck was running out with a ride, or when a ride was getting too eager about him and it was time to go their separate ways.

He'd ditched his last ride in Omaha, and had been on foot since. The last couple of days had blurred together-- libraries during the day, the occasional nap in the park, and pubs and bars at night. Cole'd lucked into some good live music for once-- not just some old dude strapped with a banjo and a harmonica. These guys could sing, and though Cole was typically happy to lurk in the back of the bar, he hardly even noticed his feet pushing through the crowd to afford him a closer look.

Something about the singer was magnetic, and Cole couldn't help but watch the way sweaty hair clung to his forehead and the way he preferred to hunch over his guitar rather than bask in the crowd's attention. Cole grinned when they finally made eye contact, letting his lips curl into a smirk when the Springsteen enthusiast looked back a second time and a third. Cole forgot about Omaha then, and the half-baked plan he'd made at the library today to hitch a ride up to Sioux Falls. Instead, he raised a suggestive brow at the musician and watched the other's next moves carefully.

Cole took his time, though, moving through the crowd to the bathroom for a cigarette, which he dutifully smoked one puff at a time. Springsteen could handle a little wait, no? When he'd had enough, Cole put out the cigarette on the side of the sink, ran a hand through his hair, and pushed through the crowd to the familiar figure at the bar. "You ever think it's a little odd?" Cole asked him, teasing glint in his eye. "'Hey little girl, is your daddy home?'" With a wave to the bartender, Cole turned on his heel to face the other. "Comes across creepy, is all," he shrugged, though he didn't drop his gaze. "Sounded good, though. Buy you a drink?"

Band Fantasy 2.0

Paul Johnson x Cole Montgomery @waldenwritess

Thread #1: Cole's Dingy Y/N Band Fanfic

Paul held the guitar high on his abdomen. The pick guard had fallen off the mahogany body a long time ago – fingers calmly strumming down against a scratchy patch of unvarnished wood. He was gearing up for his last song of the night, bar cheering lightly as he transitioned out of his final original tune. With these occasional solo nights, he preferred to end the evening with a cover – mostly as an ode to the crowd. Dingy bars had a tendency to hum along, which was a nice change of pace from radio silence. “Some of you out there might know this next one.” Paul spoke softly into the microphone, flopping sweaty bangs away from his forehead. He proceeded to move the capo down on the fret of his guitar. It gave him an opportunity to break. “I picked it up while driving down the coast last summer – If you know it, I’d love to hear you sing along.” He caught a drift of pink in the crowd, not entirely registering what it was, but stuck on the colour for a moment longer as he began plucking the intro of Bruce Springsteen’s I’m on Fire. Pub dwellers were slow to recognize it. Paul's cover was even more subdued than the original, without a beat to support gravely vocals. His eyes closed in preparation to sing, chest leaning forward into the microphone stand. “Hey little girl / is your daddy home? / did he go and leave you all alone? / I got a bad desire / oh, oh, oh, I’m on fire.” – A coy smile formed. He peered through bangs obscuring his vision, finally glancing back into the crowd. “Tell me now baby is he good to you? / And can he do to you the things that I do? oh no / I can take you higher / oh, oh, oh, I’m on fire [...]” His sweep of the audience halted as he landed on a group of women singing along by the bar. His eyes fluttered away, once more taken off guard by the distracting mop of pink hair.

Maybe it was the power of sticking out in a sea of mushy colours, but Paul stayed on them for a touch longer. Enough to take in their features - fully making eye contact now. It was comfortable for him. “At night I wake up with the sheets soaking wet / and a freight train running through the middle of my head / only you can cool my desire / oh, oh, oh, I’m on fire.” He held the stranger's gaze, head cocking back every so slightly to smirk - and also get a better look. The guy wasn't bad looking. Something about the other guy's stare gave him a hunch that it was mutual. The entire thing felt like a playful game of cat and mouse. He continued to power through the song - intermittently returning to find the splash of pink up until the final chorus. It felt nice for a change. He'd performed enough times to have experiences like these - chest weighed down by a curious pair of eyes in the crowd. It was all very much fleeting, but Paul's emotions always ran higher on stage. It wasn't abnormal for him. He managed to find them one last time before the song tapered off, completely exhausted. Paul muttered a genuine “thank you – have a good night!” to the crowd before darting off the stage to find his hard case by the bar, brain completely overridden with pink. Paul brushed it off as he slid his trusted purple pick between his lips, knees bending to tuck away the instrument.

[sussux-zel]

Angry Birds headcanons bc why not?

1. Red:

-He’s the dad friend, even when he’s only older than the Blues, Stella, Silver, and Bubbles.

-Sings Shakira’s songs in the bathroom.

-He’s a good singer.

-The real chef in the Flock. However, he rarely cooks.

-He snorts like a pig when he laughs too hard. While he finds it embarrassing, the Blues, Chuck, and Silver think it’s hilarious.

-He has a secret crush on Stella. Only Terence and the Blues know it, and not exactly because Red told them.

2. The Blues:

-Everyone in the Flock takes the role of a family member for them: Bomb, Mighty Eagle, Hal, and Terence are the uncles; Stella is the aunt/cousin; Chuck, Silver, and Bubbles take the role of their siblings; Matilda is SO their mother and, surprisingly or not, they consider Red the closest thing of a father.

-Jim is pretty good at reading feelings.

-This is dumb, but sometimes I consider Jay, Jake, and Jim as the short version of Jason, Jacob, and James. The boys are not fond of their full names, and the Flock only uses them when they are extremely pissed at them.

-Jay is the overprotective brother. Being the oldest of the triplets sometimes gets deep into his head and he usually tends to put himself in front of Jake and Jim when they are in danger.

-Jake and Jim appreciate that, although they also remind Jay that they must protect each other regardless of birth order.

-When Jay or Jim have nightmares, they would move closer to Jake, who can handle nightmares better than his brothers.

3. Chuck:

- “Guys or girls?” Both. Both are good.

-Listens to Freddie Mercury all the time. He already knows almost all the songs, and his favorite is “Don’t stop me now”.

-He needs his beauty sleep. Otherwise, he might kill you with his morning face.

-Can’t handle scary movies. But really loves comedy and drama.

-Chuck believes that he’s the second in command in the Flock. While the rest usually tell him that the role is occupied by Matilda or Bomb, Red actually considers him as his right hand. Both of them discuss the plans for rescuing the eggs and when the cardinal is not available, he trusts Chuck to be the leader. They are besties, your honor.

-He and Silver cannot be left alone, or the slingshot disappears.

4. Bomb:

-Listen: he would kill for ice cream.

-Loves to read comics and Sci-Fi books.

-Sometimes is the voice of reason. Sometimes he’s so done with everything and just EXPLODES.

-This boy is so in love with Matilda, but he’s too shy to tell her. That’s why he left her flowers signed by “Anonymous”. All the Flock knows about his crush, including her.

-He has a white mug with “World’s best and coolest uncle” written in it. The Blues gave it to him and he cried for a week after receiving it.

-He’s actually pretty smart.

5. Matilda.

-She likes Bomb and is aware of his feelings for her. She’s just waiting for the best moment to tell him her secret.

-She’s not a bad cooker. The “Cordon Bleugh!” occurred before she decided to take cooking lessons and become almost as good as Red.

-Sweet food is her strong point. She’s in charge of the birthdays’ cakes, especially Bomb’s and the Blues’.

-Also excellent at reading feelings.

-The Flock secretly refers to her as MomTilda. When she found it, she was so flattered and almost drowned Jay in tears while she was bathing him.

-Usually takes paint lessons on the internet. She founds painting being therapeutic.

6. Terence.

-I don’t care what Rovio says: he and Red are related. Period. And, like Jay, he’s an overprotective older sibling. However, he knows Red’s an adult and is mature enough to take care of himself. Terry is silently proud of him.

-He’s the quiet guy who can actually write poetry that leaves everyone crying.

-The oldest of the Flock.

-Can and will prank Chuck and blame the Blues for that. On special occasions, both parts would join forces and make fun of the canary.

-He thinks Matilda is beautiful, and he used to have a little crush of her (only Red knew). Nowadays, he only sees her as a good friend.

-Actually gets on well with Silver, even though they are opposites.

7. Bubbles:

-Sweet, little cinnamon roll that will kill you if you eat his candy.

-Besties with Hal, despite the age difference.

-He doesn’t talk too much, mainly because he doesn’t find it necessary. However, he can establish a conversation with Hal and Stella when he’s in the mood.

-He’s afraid of storms, especially when those occur at night. As a result, he jumps into the Blues’s nest

-He understands the reason of the Flock to fight the birds, but that doesn’t mean he is 100% okay with it. Bubbles does not have any personal problems with the pigs and often enjoys their company when there aren’t eggs or adult birds involved. More or less: don’t steal the eggs, get Bubbles as a friend.

-Regardless of his age, Bubbles can be trusted to be alone with the eggs.

8. Hal:

-Latino!Hal. Still thinking if he’s Mexican or Colombian.

-He’s the least angry bird of all, including the children.

-Instrument master. He’s particularly good with the banjo and the guitar.

-Hal is kind of a loner, although he’s such a nice bird who can be friends with anyone if desired.

-Despite their different personalities, he gets on well with Red and Terence. Both cardinals find comfortable to talk or do different activities with the emerald toucan.

-He can act rather clumsy at first sight, but when you know him, you would be surprised he’s extremely wise and acts as the voice of reason of the team. Someone needs to have the brain cell.

9. Stella:

-The best singer of all the Flock.

-She’s another prankster, and her victim is always Chuck and his feathers (the Blues and Silver are so proud of her).

- “Guys or girls?”. Both. Both are good x2.

-She reciprocates Red’s feelings, but it is not on her plans telling him about it. The bad thing about it is that he’s better hiding his crush, so she’s the one who is a disaster about it. Once, Matilda was guessing who would be her couple for Valentine’s Day and Stella blushed and ran away when the chicken mentioned the cardinal. Oh! And the worst thing about it was that the Blues and Luca (who Stella was babysitting) were hiding during all the time in the nearest tree. The following days when the cardinal and the galah were alone together, Jay and Jake would say “Hi, momma!” and “Hi, daddy!”, while Jim and Luca were a giggling mess. Both adults were totally embarrassed to look at each other at the eyes.

-She can and will beat you at Just Dance.

-I don’t like Chuck and Stella as a couple. Instead, I see them as besties who flirt with the other as a joke and gives them advice for getting their crushes. Additionally, these two love extreme sports and always do dangerous things while Matilda is screaming.

10. Silver:

-She lives for making Red angry with funny faces and piggy sounds.

-Would like to know more about Terence. She finds the big guy mysterious. And she loves mysteries!

-Discusses comics with Bomb. She likes Marvel. He likes DC. It's kind of funny watching them fighting about it.

-Loves thriller and suspense stories in campings and dies for S'mores.

-Don't consider her dumb. When the pigs least expect it, she had already kicked them and destroyed everything before leaving with the eggs and the next plan for stealing them.

-Likes to build fast things.

[oneforallheadcannonsandshorts]

That anon gave me an idea for a request. How would The First user react of seeing his child after his s/o gave birth and how would he be with his s/o during pregnancy and then how would he be with his baby. Set in an AU where he didn't have to fight AFO also the other users are also alive and react to become uncles and aunts. Hope this isn't too much! I love ur writing! Keep it up!

First User has a child, All One for All users alive AU

Key:

[f/n] = first name

[s/c] = skin color

[h/l] = hair length 

[h/c] = hair color

[e/c] = eye color

A/N: Just to make it easier on myself, I will be referring to the first user as Yuichi. But that is just for this request. Also side note, “Ichi” is the kanji for “one”. Second user will be called Ganji Nishizaka, “Ni” is the kanji for “two”. Third user will be called Wakaba Sans, “San” is the kanji for “three”. Sixth user will be called Okada Roku, “Roku” is the kanji for “six”. 

Possible Manga Spoilers ahead?  

To say that Shigaraki [f/n] is nervous, is an understatement. She’s only been married for nine years to her husband Shigaraki Yuichi and now she is pregnant. And someone people may say that nine years of marriage is the prefect time to be having kids. But [f/n] doesn't think so. Also having a child is a lot of responsibility that not everyone is ready for. 

“Okay little one, how am I going to tell you daddy?” [f/n] wonders to herself as she stands before the mirror of the bathroom. 

“Hey, [f/n] are you okay in there?” Asks her long time friend Shimura Nana. 

“Yeah, be out in a minute.” [f/n] says taking a deep breath. 

[f/n] steps out of the bathroom to see Nana waiting for her in the hall. Nana takes one look at [f/n] before she gasps excitedly. Quickly, [f/n] covers Nana’s mouth. 

“Not a word.” [f/n] snaps in a whisper. 

“Okay, okay.” Nana whispers softly. “How long?”

“About a week. I had been feeling sick and then I went to the doctors early this morning.”

“By yourself?” 

“Yep.” 

“How are you going to tell him?”

“Not sure yet. But just dont say anything okay.” [f/n] begs. 

“Okay.” Nana nods. 

[f/n] smiles softly as she and Nana enter the living room. Yuichi is out with the boys of their friend group; Ganji Nishizaka, Wakaba Sans, Hikage Shinomori, Banjo Daigoro, and Okada Ruko. Apparently it was Daigoro’s idea to have a “guys’ day” and let the girls have time to themselves since they are surrounded by men. And the others agreed since it sounded nice. 

“What do you think the boys are doing?” Nana asks. 

“Probably at a bar.”

“Poor Shinomori then. He’s probably being forced to pretend he’s someone’s man.” 

“You know he enjoys doing that.” [f/n] giggles. 

“Yeah but still. Eventually he’s gonna snap and someone’s going to get sent to the hospital and press charges.” 

“Doubt that. But I get what you’re saying.” 

{A few hours later}

Nana leaves a few minutes before Yuichi returns. Thankfully Yuichi isn’t drunk but there is a huge smile on his face as he sees [f/n]. He wraps his arms around her forcing her into a long hug. 

“And what has gotten into you?”

“Missed you.” He says. 

“Did you?”

“You didnt miss me?” He asks pretending to be hurt.

[f/n] rolls her [e/c] eyes and says, “Of course I did.” 

Yuichi smiles and leans in for a tender kiss. [f/n] smiles into the kiss as she relaxes into his arms. Yuichi slowly pulls away breaking the kiss and stares into [f/n]’s eyes for a moment. 

“So, how was your day with Nana?”

“It was good. We just had tea and talked. What did you boys end up doing.” 

“Daigoro thought it be fun to take us to new club that opened up. We spent about twenty minutes trying to get Roku inside because he didnt look like he was old enough to go in as far as the bouncer was concerned.” Yuichi explains getting [f/n] to laugh. 

“Oh poor Ruko.” [f/n] laughs imagining just how pissed Ruko was and Daigoro, Sans, and Nishizaka laughing their asses off.

“You never did tell me where you went earlier today.” Yuichi says becoming serious. 

“Well, I didnt want to worry you. I went to doctors to figure out what was wrong with me. I should have the tests back by the end of the week.” [f/n] lies trying not to bite her lip. 

She hates lying to her husband. But for now, until she figures out a way to tell him, she is gonna have to. 

{A few days later}

“You still haven’t told him!?” Nana demands over the phone. 

“Nana, quiet down.” [f/n] begs. “It’s not easy. I thought you of all people would understand.” 

“I do. Which is why you should just tell him. You and I both know Yuichi will be happy knowing he is going to be a father.” Nana says. 

“Yeah, yeah I know.” [f/n] sighs. 

“You could always ask Shinomori for advice. I mean that’s how I told my husband I was pregnant by going to him.” Nana explains. 

“I guess it wouldn’t hurt.” [f/n] nods. 

After ended the call with Nana, [f/n] calls Shinomori. 

“Hello?” His deep voice resonates from the other line. 

“Hey Shinomori, it’s me [f/n]. I need your advice on something.” 

“Sure. What you need?”

“Well...the thing is...”

“You’re pregnant aren’t you?”

“Yeah, been for two weeks now.”

“And you haven’t told Yuichi yet?”

“No, which is why I’m calling you. Nana told me that you helped her tell her husband.” 

“I did. With Yuichi, I think the easiest way to tell him is buy a baby outfit that looks like his favorite hero.” 

“That could work. Thanks, Shinomori.”

“No problem. Happy I could help.”

“Also, I have to know, how are you still not married yet? Seriously you’d make a great husband for someone.” 

“I am aware, but I dont think marriage is for me.”

“I understand that, but when was the last time you went on a date or got laid for that matter.”

“Oh, god now your sounding like Daigoro.”

“Hey that’s a valid question as a cornered friend who sees you as a older brother.” 

“Much appreciated and I do see you as a sister. Good luck telling Yuichi.” 

“Thanks Shinomori.” 

{The next day}

Finding the baby outfit of Yuichi’s favorite hero was easy. Now all she has to put is put in a place he’ll find it. That’s when [f/n] recalls that Yuichi has adult onesie of his favorite hero that he wears every once and while. She finds that onesie and lays it and the baby outfit on the bed. She also adds the test from the doctors to confirm it. With that done, all she needs to do now is wait. 

Yuichi comes home from work a hour later. He greets [f/n] like he normally does with a smile, a kiss, and a hug. After which he heads into the bedroom to change and get comfortable. 

Watching him head into their room, she waits for his reaction. Hearing footsteps she looks to see him come back into the kitchen holding the onesie with tears in his eyes. 

“A-A-Are we really?” 

“We are.” [f/n] nods with a smile. 

Yuichi breaks down into tears as he grabs [f/n] into a hug and swings her around. He laughs while she yelps. He plants a kiss on her lips completely overwhelmed in joy. 

{Telling the others}

“YES!” Daigoro cheers. “More children for us to spoil!” 

“About time.” Nishizaka shrugs. 

“Finally mini Yuichis!” Sans jokes. 

“What about mini [f/n]s?” Asks Roku. 

“You’ll both be great parents.” Shinomori says with a smile. 

“Agreed. Picked our the godparents yet?” Nana asks. 

“Shinomori and you for sure.” [f/n] says.

“HAHA Yes!” Nana cheers. 

“I’d be honored.” 

“Hey a kid can have more than two godparents.” Daigoro says a bit hurt he wasn't chosen. 

“You’re the fun uncle remember?” Asks Ruko.

“Oh right.” Daigoro smiles.  

{During the pregnancy}

[f/n] is surprised how much Yuichi involves himself in the pregnancy. Like, WOW, he is involved. He reads a lot of parenting books and researches tons of baby stuff. He brings up a few things he’s learned with [f/n] to see if she might be willing to try them. It’s a little endearing, but [f/n] doesn’t mind. She knows that he is just excited and nervous. 

Also Yuichi has been handling her hormones, carvings, and mood swings pretty well. Of course, [f/n] can’t help but think he might be venting to Shinomori or Nana’s husband to help get through it. And if he is, well [f/n] can’t blame him. 

There is also the fact that Yuichi has taken over getting the baby’s room ready. They still dont know the gender because they want it to be a surprise. 

“H-Hey, Yuichi can you rub my feet?” [f/n] asks as they sit on the couch. 

“Sure.” Yuichi says moving toward her feet. 

“Thank you.” [f/n] says beginning to fall asleep.

“You’re welcome my love.” Yuichi says leaning to plant a kiss on [f/n]’s cheek. 

{When the baby is born}

Needless to say, [f/n] thought she broke Yuichi’s hand during the birth. However she is pleasantly surprised to find that she didn’t. Of course Yuichi admits that her grip did hurt. Holding their, newly born son, [f/n] tries to hold the tears back. 

Their son has his father’s hair, green eyes, but your [s/c] skin and your mother’s oddly symmetrical freckles.

“What do you want to name him?” [f/n] asks Yuichi. 

“Hmm...Izuku.” Yuichi says. 

“After your grandfather?”

“Yep.” 

“Alright then. Shigaraki Izuku it is.”

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Okay, so I probably should have done this headcannon style, but then I thought, why not try writing it as a short? And once I started I couldn’t stop. Also thank you Anon for this request and I hope you like it. 

Master List                     

[onedirectiontwoways]

In celebration of the fact that school got out, and I survived this year, I’m bringing you my final overheard of this school year. Hope you like it...

“I barely had anything for lunch today. I only brought one lunch bag. I forgot my other one at home.”

“Why can’t you all be normal?”

“How do people wake up so early in the morning? I went to sleep at 22:30 last night, and woke up at 6:00 this morning. I could barely open my eyes!”

“Why are we outside? The wind is strong enough to knock over a toddler!”

“(My tennis coaches name)! (Teammate) wants your hat.” “What?” “I just. I can’t explain it. I don’t want the entire hat. Just the logo.” “WHY?”

“Umm. This is the correct way to wear masks. These are the incorrect way to wear them. I don’t know who wears their mask on their forehead, but it’s apparently an incorrect way to wear them.”

"Oh look! An airplane!" "Umm. There's no airplanes..." "Yeah there is. Look! There's actually two!" "I don't see any airplanes..." "I swear there's an airplane!" "I mean this in the nicest way, but what did you take this morning?" "Nothing! I swear!"

"I'm going to melt."

"All they told me my entire life was that I'd be nothing. Well look at me. I'm going to be a high school drop out!"

"You are a ********, who's going to be working the nightshift at some convenience store!" "Yeah! You tell him (Classmate)!"

*While playing 20 questions* "I got it! You're a clown!" "Close. What type of clown?" "There's different types of clowns?"

"Can we go outside to study?" "No." "Wow! This place really is a prison."

*When walking back from tennis* "You look dead."

"My daughter came home from track practice yesterday. You could see where her mask was sitting, because her face was burnt around her mask. Don't be her. Wear your sunscreen."

"(My tennis coaches name) it's so hot out today!" "We still have to have practice." "Would you let us all go back inside if somebody passed out?" "Probably." "Okay. Who's taking one for the team?"

“Hey (My band teachers name)! Do you have any balloons?” “Yeah. They’re in my lunch bag next to the mustard.” “Okay! Thanks!” *A few seconds later* “Wait. That doesn’t make sense.” “Yeah. That’s because i don’t have any. Why do you even need a balloon?” “I heard if you put it in the soundhole of a guitar, it’ll sound like a banjo. I don’t know if it actually works because I’ve never been daring enough to try it, but now I kind of want to.”

"So those are all the key signitures you should learn for your final. Of course, most of you just create your own key signitures. But these are the ones you should use."

"If you don't stop messing around (classmate), then I'm going to call your step-father." "Who? Step daddy Dave?" "Yes! I'm going to call step daddy Dave!"

"A great quote for today is: Fuck this. I'm done."

And there's this years last overheard. I always feel so creepy when I do these. Like, I'll hear something, and just start rapidly typing on my phone or computer just to make sure I don't forget to write it down. Also, I've been out of school for about a week, but I honestly kind of forgot about this. So yeah. Anyways, hope you enjoyed!

[come-to-the-opera-with-me]

Tore up the restraining order

I don't care I'm coming over

What your daddy said isn't going over too well

Don't you know not to kiss and tell?

Mother said "She's my brothers daughter,"

And I don't even know who's my father

I guess she's my cousin

But she needs some sweet loving anyway!

- Banjo Odyssey by The Dead South