#just say i tagged you i promise i wont snitch

[obsessiveindecision]

shuffle your on repeat playlist (on spotify) and list the first 10 songs and then tag 10 people (I don't know 10 people)

Thank u @sabrirene for the tag :P

Sudden Death in Carolina by Brand New - absolute banger, the lyric "when I'm talking to myself I'd always rather be talking to you" is so real. Brand New is like bottled teen angst sometimes

Someone Else's Bed by Hole - It's such a somber song but I really like it

A Loving Feeling by Mitski - maybe I'm wrong but I feel like this is such an underrated mitski song. Definitely one of my all time favorites, love listening to it while daydreaming about being unhappily in love

Me vs Your Friends by The Flat Stanleys - BANGER sorry for the sin of loving shitty Midwest emo but GOD i love this song

MakeDamnSure by Taking Back Sunday - probably one of the songs I know completely by heart it was a huge favorite when I was younger a CLASSIC must have for any emo nostalgia playlist

But Here We Are by The Foo Fighters - I love this song, it's got a great beat!

First Love/ Late Spring by Mitski- I promise I listen to other music than weird emo shit dad rock and mitski but this is probably my favorite mitski song. "I can't breathe, please don't say you love me"

Pendulum by Bay Faction - Bay Faction is my friend Luka's favorite band, he got me to listen to them and I really love this song, there's just something about it that makes me wanna play it on repeat it's so good! It's actually number one on my on repeat rn!!

XO by Fall Out Boy - my favorite Fall Out Boy song (available on Spotify) and if I'm ever getting a tattoo it's a keyhole with an eye in it, inspired by this song and some alternative album art for FUTCT

Pavlove by Fall Out Boy - another Fall Out Boy banger, it just recently got added to Spotify so I've been playing it a lot! It's really good though I'm happy to finally have it on Spotify so I can listen to it whenever!

Tagging: @2009scourge @apokalyptiskgengangare @diagoose @jinruihokankeikaku @pumpkinofthedale and whoever else wants to do it!

[demonytekav]

“Nice moves out there today, Titsuki!”

Silence fills the locker room and everyone freezes as they look over at the explosive ticking time bomb of a human.

Katsuki drops the tank top he normally wears under his school uniform and was getting ready to put on after his post class shower in favor of spinning angrily around and giving Kaminari a filthy glare. “What did you just call me fuck face?” He growls out.

Kaminari whimpers as Katsuki closes in on him and grabs him by his shirt collar before slamming him up against the lockers. “Hey hey hey! No need to be rough man!” He cries holding his hands up in surrender. Glancing around he see’s the others have turned back to their own lockers pointedly ignoring them. Cowards.

“Do you wanna die today? Because I can make that happen right fucking now. I dare you to say it again.” Katsuki snarls. How dare this little fuck call his pecs tits. He’s a man for fucks sake!

“I-well I thought it was a cool name you know?” Kaminari grunts from the force of Katsuki’s hold. The explosive blonde holds his other hand up and cracks off a few small explosions pressing Kaminari harder into the lockers. “Okay okay! I’m sorry! I wont say it again!”

Katsuki slams him into the locker again for added effect before letting him go. As he turns his back he growls. “Dont call me that shit again or you’re going 6 feet under, you got that?”

Kaminari gulps as he chuckles a little rubbing his chest. “Sure man, just dont be mad at me. I didn’t come up with it.”

Katsuki pauses as he leans down to pick up his shirt from the floor fingers about an inch from the fabric. “What?” He questions while gritting his teeth in anger.

“Dude shhhh!” Sero loudly whispers desperately trying to get Kaminari to shut up.

Sweating Kaminari tries to back peddle. “Uh hah, never mind, I promise I wont say it again dude. Was just for fun you know?” He’s facing his own locker when he feels a tremendously violent presence directly behind him. He screeches as one of Katsuki’s hands slam on to the locker next to him.

“Give me a name Dunce face. Or I’ll make it hurt.” The angry blonde rumbles menacingly. Everyone knows Katsuki is doing this for show. While he isn’t necessarily as violent and mean as he used to be he’s gotten created about getting back at them.

“Y-y-you know, let’s just for-forget this ever happened yeah?” Kaminari chuckles knowing it’s useless to get out of this. Always worth a try though. Fear rips through him as the raging blonde behind him takes a deep breath and he just caves. “Okay okay! It was Deku! I swear man!”

Katsuki stills. “Deku?” He asks completely confused taking a step away from Kaminari.

“Yeah! He-“

“Dude!” Kirishima and Sero both shout frowning at Kaminari snitching on their classmate and friend.

“No no, let him talk. I want to hear what he has to say.” Katsuki snaps at them before turning back to Kaminari. “Go on, explain.”

Kaminari chuckles nervously and turns around to face him. “You know the other day when he got hit with that quirk? The one that you know, loosens you up and makes you act like you’re drunk or something?”

Katsuki does remember that. He’d been pissed Izuku had gotten tagged with a quirk by some shitty car thief and even more pissed that his team mates Kirishima, Tape Arms, Dunce Face, and Frog Girl didn’t stop it from happening. Katsuki himself would have but he was busy tying up the thief’s partner in crime. Impatiently he his eyebrow at Kaminari indicating for him to continue.

“So he might have been a bit out of it-“

“A bit?” Kirishima snorts resigned that the green haired hero is about to be snitched on.

“-and was looking your way while you were finishing up with the other perp. The name might have slipped out as you bent over.” Kaminari chuckles rubbing the back of his head.

“What.” Katsuki deadpans.

Tape Arms snickers now on board with sharing the story. “Yeah dude, you bent over and we all got a flash of your man cleavage. Poor guy literally tripped over himself when he saw it. Started mumbling and giggling to himself about ‘Titsuki is so pretty’.”

Warmth creeps up Katsuki’s neck. What the fuck? He thinks and blinks as the other three snicker to each other.

“Didn’t wanna out him like that but you know,” Kirishima glares at Kaminari. “Someone opened their big mouth.”

Kaminari opens his mouth to argue ignoring the fact that Katsuki.exe has stopped working in the middle of the locker room but is cut off.

“Opened their big mouth about what?”

Everyone freezes and looks over towards the locker room door to see the green haired man walking in with a confused look on his face.

“What’s going on?” He asks as he makes his way further into the locker room. He frowns as he see’s Katsuki standing in the middle of the room frozen. He looks at Kaminari as he shuffles a bit and rubs the back of his neck.

“Hey man we were jus-“

“Izuku.” Katsuki growls out face and neck red. Izukus attention snaps to him immediately and he freezes at the blondes tone. “Who the fuck is Titsuki?”

A beat.

Katsuki watches as Izuku’s face shifts colors and turns into a bright red. The shorter man’s eyes widen and his mouth opens and closes. As green eyes quickly glance down at Katsuki’s chest and then back up to his face Katsuki feels his heart beat sky rocket. That little shitty pervert.

Izuku squeaks as their eyes meet and he uses OFA to blast himself out of the locker room.

“GET BACK HERE YOU PERVERT!” Katsuki yells as he rockets after him still shirtless.

The boys left in the wake of the other two all place their own palms on their chests over their hearts and pray for Izuku’s safety.

“Maybe now they will stop eye fucking each other from across the room.” Sero mentions.

“Dude, gross.” Kirishima scrunches his nose in mock disgust. Honestly hes just happy for his bros.

“I’m just saying!”

“Well dont. Because now I bet it’ll just get worse and we will have to watch them suck on each others-“ Kirishima laughs.

“DUDE!”

“Tongues! I was gonna say tongues! Sheesh you nasty.” The red head shakes his head still grinning.

…….

“What have I done….?” Kaminari asks now dreading the gross coupley shit those two are bound to get up to.

Sero pats his back comfortingly.

AN: just a fun little idea I had today. Been kinda down and wanted to smile.

[heartslogos]

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“What are you guys doing?" Ellana asks, gaping at them, hand slipping from the door handle. “What the - how long have you been down here? I sent you guys down here…two days ago. I sent you guys down here two days ago and I guess this might be partially my fault because I didn’t check in on this and I just thought you guys were crazy busy. But you’ve been down here for two whole days doing this one thing and haven’t been doing anything else?”

“Uh. Yeah?” Bull replies, exchanging a glance with Sera.

“We’re taking shifts,” Sera says, “I’m the good cop and he’s the bad cop. Except not cops. Because we’re not cops. We’re like…the opposite of cops on every level. All the levels. Good mafioso, bad mafioso? He like. Plays the mind games and I promise to soothe their aches and pains and maybe bust them out of here if they give us the goods. You know? Like you do?”

“For two days?” Ellana stresses. “I had other things I was going to ask you guys to do. There were other people we needed interrogated. I just thought someone else got to you two first and  of course if you two are that busy it must be more important than whatever I’ve got.”

“Boss,” Bull says, “You are literally the Boss. Nothing is more important than whatever you’ve got going.”

“Two days,” Ellana repeats. “Is he even alive?”

“Yeah. You can’t interrogate a dead body.”

“Did you get anything?”

“Sort of,” Bull says, “It’s a tricky line between me trying to extract information and him making shit up so Sera can rescue him.”

“So. Nothing.”

“We’ve got some interesting leads,” Sera says. “But nothing conclusive.”

“Okay,” Ellana rubs her temples, “So. Question. Why haven’t ya’ll just. I don’t know how to say this delicately so I won’t. Why haven’t you guys killed him and disposed of the body yet?”

Sera and Bull look at each other.

“Well, Boss, lately you’ve been asking us not to kill people we don’t like,” Bull says.

“And sometimes that’s hard, but I respect you and where you’re coming from and also I’m like. Really glad you didn’t ask us to torture this guy outright, just asked us to get him to talk. You know. All vague like,” Sera says. “You know I appreciate that a lot.”

“Okay, yeah, yeah, cool, cool,” Ellana nods. “But. Why isn’t he dead yet? So far you’re telling me he’s giving us basically nothing. So. He’s just…wasting our time? And you just were just going to keep going? Just kill him. Hand his body off to our disposal crew and get to it on the other things I have for you. Seriously. I can’t believe everyone thought I’d make a terrible mob boss. I feel like I do the mob stuff better than you guys who were raised in it.”

“You’ve had us avoid killing people for the past six months.”

“You guys suggest killing people as a default solution to problems where killing people should be like…the last thing to hit up on that list.”

“And this isn’t one of those situations?”

“No! Because he’s an organ harvester. From low income neighborhoods with high concentrations of minorities. You think I’m letting that shit walk? Not on your life! When we were catching the guy he literally price tagged my entire circulatory system in front of me. Fen’Harel’s teeth, guys. Just kill him and meet me back upstairs. We’ve got shit to do.”

-

“I know you have questions. If you love me - “

“That’s a harsh card to play,” Varric murmurs to Cole who nods.

“ - you wont ask them because this was…a complete and total disaster start to finish and I’d rather not relive it by having to verbally recount the events that led me here.”

“I won’t ask,” Bull says. “Not because I love you, I do. Chill. I do. But I don’t need to ask because Carver already texted me everything.”

“That fucking little snitch,” Ellana gasps, “We had a bonding moment and he goes and rats me out? What the fuck. I thought the Hawke family didn’t raise no snitches.”

“What does that make the uncle?” Dorian asks.

“A weasel,” Sera and Varric say immediately.

“I’m glad you two had a bonding moment,” Bull says, “And Bethany is really good at stitches. Now let me see the thing so I can explain this away in calm terms to your council of advisors before they decide that they might need to do something dumb like listen to Pentaghast and go to war over the Hawke family not treating you right. Yes. I know they treated you well. It’s just you getting stabbed while they were supposed to be keeping you safe isn’t exactly. You know. Up to code.”

“Codes of hospitality,” Sera says when Ellana opens her mouth to object. “Not like. A literal code that was written down and stuff. It’s unspoken law.”

“It’s not like I got stabbed. I just. Uh. I encountered a sharp object at great speed.”

“You should’ve been a lawyer,” Varric says, “The way you play with language is a work of art that is wasted in a profession that requires anonymity. I’d say be a writer but that’s the kind of fantasy that sits on the back of the shelf because it’s too damn extreme.”

“Thanks, Varric.”

“It doesn’t hurt,” Cole says. He doesn’t need to ask. “She’s okay. Why is Cassandra still mad?”

“Code,” Sera says, “It’s like. If you say you’re going to host someone in your home, you host that person. They don’t get hurt on your watch. You’re taking responsibility or something. If they get hurt under your roof it’s an insult. Families have gone to war over spilled win and damaged suitcases. Our Boss just got stabbed. And Pentaghast comes from a hardcore traditionalist family.”

“But she wasn’t stabbed. It was - “

“Cole. Remember how I said I didn’t want to have to relive the chain of events that brought me to this point in time?” Ellana mimes zipping her mouth shut. Cole falls silent.

“Yeah,” Bull gently ruffles his hair, “We know. We all know. It’s the principle of the thing, though.”