#ooh doing a marvel quote with a marvel quote

[incorrect-multiverse]

Natasha: I’ve got this completely under control.

Steve: Is that why everything is on fire?

[rendy-a]

amh if possible could hoy make hdcns for the dorm leaders ( separately ) reacting to their mc fem explaining the marvel universe and then puts them to watch the movies hehe ( ..also mc's fav hero is dead-pool ;) bc it gives me laugh imagine their reactions about this xd) , thanks in advance and take care<33

This certainly ended up being a little bit of a crack fic but it ended up amusing. Hope you enjoy it.

At first, he scoffs as such a time-wasting thing as wanting to watch dozens of movies.  Where is the educational value in this?

He is just too polite to refuse to listen, so he’ll end up letting you describe all your favorite scenes to him.

You are better off if he doesn’t take an interest because, if he does, he is going to turn into the worst sort of comic book geek.  Be ready to have him quote lore from issues of source material at you during any discussion on this from now on.

What do you mean who would win?  In Volume 3 #3, Thor clearly defeated Iron Man.  Don’t get upset Prefect, I don’t write the lore, I just recite it.

Doesn’t appear to be interested but, if you pause long enough, he’ll prompt you to go on.  It’s important to you, so he’ll try to care at least a little.

You’d never tell him this, but you love to banter with him because it reminds you of your favorite character.  Sometimes you wonder if he’d be pleased or offended to know who you remind him of.

Movie marathons?  Not only is he willing to do them with you, but he is also often the one who suggests them.  Don’t be deceived though, it’s not for the movie but for the quality nap time on the couch with you. 

Don’t turn that off, Herbivore, I’m watching it.  What do you mean I don’t know what’s going on?  This is the part where we learn her mom isn’t dead after all.  So quiet down and keep the lights off.

Please, he is in Board Game Club with Idia. You think this is the first time he has hmmm’d himself through a conversation about fictional characters?

Wait, you say that this makes a ton of money?  Tell him more about this merchandising and licensing.  Especially that, what do you call it…ah, Happy Meal.

You can eventually talk him into watching the movies with you for ‘research purposes.’  When you do, you can’t help but notice how teary-eyed he gets at the sad scenes.  He’s just so sensitive!

Deadpool is also his favorite character.  He feels a sort of connection to certain parts of his story.

So, she chooses to stay with him even though he looks like that?  No, I’m not blubbering.  No, I don’t need you to cuddle with me.  Ok, fine.  Just for a little while. 

He doesn’t get it, but he still loves it.  Sure, you have to explain everything to him three times, but he gets excited over your excitement.  Call him any time to talk about your theories on how things would have gone if Thanos had made a different wish on the infinity gauntlet.  He doesn’t mind if it’s 3 AM (just don’t let Jamil find out).

Movie marathons turn into parties.  Why just watch the movies when you can have themed snacks and dress up too?  Hulk smash cakes and Black Widow berry cobbler?  Yes, please.

His favorite part of any film is the soundtrack.  If he hears a song he likes, he gets up to dance along.  It’s pretty disruptive when you are watching the movie but when you see how much fun he is having, you find you don’t really mind after all.

Sorry Prefect, Jamil says we can’t have dance battles in Scarabia anymore.  Ooh!  But come by the Pop Music Club later.  I’m going to play all my favorite songs for Cater and Lilia. Ahaha!

You were worried Vil would dismiss your favorite Marvel films as inferior art, but he is actually rather generous about it.  He believes the film should suit the audience and, as so, there is nothing wrong with films like this that serve to entertain the masses.

Still, he can’t help but be critical of everything while you watch.  He doesn’t criticize the things you’d talk about with your friends but topics you’d hardly even notice while you watched like the set design and lighting.

You notice Vil seems secretly fond of Loki.  You think the idea of the Villain that survives the main movies to get his own spotlight series appeals to him.

No, Potato, I’m just saying the angle isn’t right for this sort of tone.  A shot from below would be more effective.  Plus…wait, are you having more popcorn?  I don’t think so, it’s past the time you can snack before bed.

You had expected Idia to be all in on the Marvel Universe but, at first, he is oddly resistant to it.  He’d rather recommend you one of his own favorite hero movies.  If you disagree on which is better, he is more than willing to fight with you over why his is best!

After a heated argument, he puts on some of the movies to watch so he can come up with targeted points about why his own shows are better.  This does not work out for him as he gets sucked in himself.  Next time you meet up, he wants to go over tiny bits of lore and speculate on future plot lines from hints in the past movies.

You might think his favorite would be Iron Man because they both are innovative engineers, but he is a fan of Ant Man.  Shrinking down to a size where you can hide from everyone; it’s an introvert’s dream!

Prefect, this is serious business!  I’ve drawn up plans.  So long as we sleep only 2 hours a day and avoid taking any breaks for food, studying, and showers, we can finish at least three seasons this weekend.  True fans like us need to be ready to sacrifice for the shows we love!

There are many things Tusnotarou doesn’t understand, and this is one of them.  For starters, he barely knows how to use his smartphone, let alone how to stream movies and shows.  So, before you can even start explaining the plot, you must explain the whole concept of series and interconnecting shows to him.

He doesn’t get it, but he is happy to watch with you.  Your reactions to the show are far more amusing to him than the actual show.  Plus, he feels like he learns so much about the human world from your conversations.  A subway, how intriguing an idea.  Humans are so fascinating.

Even though he watches politely, he isn’t very impressed.  They can fly?  Well so can he.  Magic, lightning, superstrength?  All just part of being a dragon.  Perhaps instead of being interested in these superheroes, you’d rather learn more about him?

 Lilia, do you think I am a superhero?  The Prefect has been explaining this concept to me in great detail lately.  I can’t help but notice the many things I have in common with these so-called heroes.  Why yes, Lilia, now that you mention it, I am wearing a cape.  Another point in my favor. Fu fu fu.    

[rrcenic]

in the honor of my marvel obsession creeping back to me + my family being in disneyland and exploring avengers campus, have some ✨avengers incorrect quotes✨ as things my friends and family have said

a shit ton of these were conversations between @cissyenthusiast010155 and i lmao

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peter: indulge in my child-like whimsy. buy me a web slinger

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steve: is that an igloo over there??

peter: …it’s a hippie house?

tony: did you hear about the hippie states wife?

steve: why on earth is there a hippie house in the cars theme park?!

tony: babe. did you hear about the hippie states wi-

peter: what’s the hippie state?

tony: the hippie states wife is mississippi!

steve: what on earth are you talking abou-

tony: like,,, mrs. hippie?? mississippi?

steve: …

peter: …

tony: …

tony: i thought it was funny

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tony: “i can do this all day”? that’s what she said

steve: SHHHHHH!!!

natasha: ooh, you’ve finally been shushed

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loki: a kid ran in front of me and my reaction was “broken child!”

steve: wHAT?!

loki: i didn’t say it out loud!!!

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scott: please sir, you don’t understand, if i don’t get my 20 dollar sunglasses back, my children will die

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peggy: i support neil patrick harris being gay

natasha: peg, you’re a lesbian

peggy: yes, but i am an ally to his gayness

natasha: you are gay

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peter: they should let me stay up late. because. if they don’t it would be…

ned: transphobic?

peter: YES

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bucky: i smelled grass! and now i want some!

steve: you want to eat grass?!

bucky: absolutely

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peter: and they were LAB PARTNERS

harley: oh my gawd they were lab partners

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tony: i want shawarma

steve: i want to go to sleep

tony: it’s only 4 pm

steve: and?

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steve: oh, this boba pearl is stuck in the ice…

bucky: just like captain america!

tony: aaaah, good one

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mj: “what kind of girl do you want” a red one

peter: …

peter: are we talking about cars????

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thor: i don’t understand the scientific physics

bruce: the what

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peter: please bring back the cheese man

tony: that could really mean any of us

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*at their first meet up in a while*

natasha: yknow, i’m just now being reminded of the fact that i hate half the people here

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bucky: i hate will ferrell

sam: how can anyone hate will ferrell?!

bucky: well, i liked him in barbie

sam: and he was funny in the lego movie!

bucky: true, he was awesome in that

sam: oh, he was also megamind!

bucky: yes! i loved him with that

sam: you don’t actually hate will ferrell, do you?

bucky: …

sam: you just hate elf

bucky: …i just hate elf

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steve: “rogers: the musical” can only be described as feeling like bad fanfiction

tony: isn’t it amazing

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*playing heads up, prompt “avengers: civil war”*

peter: when! when the divorce!

scott: ant man’s first fight!

natasha: when everyone decided they didn’t like each other anymore!

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harley: oh, c3p0 and r2d2 are a gay couple!

peter: duh??? did you just realize that???

[eco-lite]

Volume 7 babyyy let’s go!

(But CW: sexual assault. I do include some quotes related to the assault here since I was recording my thoughts on it at the time.)

First of all, how gorgeous is this cover art?! They looks so good. This might be my favorite cover so far.

“Even now, twenty years later, I still haven’t found my ‘rightful place’” (6). Okay so we going Richard introspection hours. Love it!

“Prologue”

* Blogger!Seigi omg.

* I guess “Iggy” is pretty close in pronunciation to “Seigi” but it seems wild to call him that lol. Also, who is reading this blog???

* Lotus is Seigi’s favorite flower. Got it.

* I wish the blog posts had a different format or typeface than the main text. That would be really fun and easier to distinguish.

* For fuck’s sake, just call him!

* For real though, it is really easy to sympathize with Seigi’s doubts right now. Being in such a foreign place, just waiting around for things to happen. That would make anyone anxious and doubtful of their choice. “When you had too much time on your hands, your anxieties loomed bigger, like shadow puppets hit by the light” (23). Fr fr.

* Jeffrey is ultra-dramatic and mysterious as usual. This is going to be quite an experience.

“Day 1”

* It’s so wild to me that Seigi thinks Richard would tell him to quit his internship if he’s not settling in well. That’s not how I see Richard at all. Shouldn’t Seigi know that Richard would tell him a long story with a message about perseverance, likely with illusions to Richard’s own life that would fly right over Seigi’s head? Because that’s pretty clearly the standard. As always, Seigi is way too in his head.

* Ah, so the mentorship wasn’t supposed to be like this after all. It’s really cute to see Richard getting so indignant and protective of Seigi like this.

* The rapid shift in Richard’s tone once he thinks Seigi is distracted/being disingenuous gave me fucking whiplash.

* NOT Seigi blocking Richard from view of the staff guy who’s giving interested glances at him. 🫢

* Bro this is crazy. Who is this mysterious other British man? What’s his past with Richard? It’s so bad that Richard is drinking alcohol?? Living for the drama.

“Day 2”

* Richard wearing sunglasses inside? Uh oh, he got fucked up last night.

* Seigi once again defending Richard from the male cruise staff. At least Richard seemed to appreciate it.

* “Richard chuckled when he saw the fraught look on my face. I always thought he sounded a bit like a pigeon when he laughed like that” (77). Wtf why is that adorable?

* Ooh a rare Richard swear!

* Okay so whatever Richard doesn’t want Seigi to see at the jewelry showcase has to do with the darker sides of the world of gemstones. What have you gotten yourself into, Richard?

* I actually feel physically ill. Now it’s very clear why Richard didn’t want Seigi to be here. I didn’t think the “dark” aspects were going to hit quite so close to home. Seigi is focusing only on Karlsbrook because he’s filled with rage, but I really need to get a check in Richard rn please. OKAY SHIT, Richard keeps brushing Karlsbrook’s arm off his waist but he is not getting the hint. What a CREEP.

* This is genuinely so hard to read. I am right there with Seigi, struggling to restrain myself from doing something rash to (metaphorically) destroy this man. And there are so many bystanders doing nothing. God, this is painful.

* “‘I love beautiful things. I want beautiful things. I don’t want anything but beautiful things. And in that respect, nothing could be more desirable to a collector like myself than you’” (98). I’m going to fucking throw up. This is explaining so much about Richard’s trauma around compliments of his beauty. This blatant objectification is vile.

* What the fuck is this Karlsbrook guy’s deal? He clearly would have harassed Richard even if Seigi wasn’t there, but he seemed to do it more gleefully because it was in front of Seigi. What does he know about Seigi and Richard’s relationship? He marveled at the fact that Seigi actually showed up earlier. How did he know that there was a possibility he would? And how does he even know who Seigi is in the first place? This is so fucked up!

* And they’re distantly related?! Bro…

* Okay so if Jeffrey didn’t send Seigi those emails, it was definitely Karlsbrook. Why does he want Seigi there so badly?

* Anddd now he’s being framed for stealing a priceless ring. Okie dokie then.

* “Kindly uncle” is not the vibe I’m getting, my guy. “Stupid, elderly baby doll” is a much more apt description.

* Vince is a great character. He just seems like a nice, chill dude you’d want to hang out with. And I love when a character’s appearance doesn’t match their personality. It gets me every time.

* After Vince goes on a lecture about anime and manga figure 3D modeling: “I cautiously asked Vince if he liked anime and manga, and he politely ignored me. Got it” (151). This guy. What a kuudere.

* This story was just tough. Looking forward to the conclusion tomorrow.

“Day 3”

* Ooh, detective Seigi!

* I’m loving Seigi’s absolute audacity in this one.

* Seigi is so adhd-coded.

* “‘…What happened with that creep?’ ‘Just shut up for a bit.’ ‘Okay’” (190). I love their rapport. 😂

* Richard showing up looking gorgeous to kick ass at poker while subtly roasting the VP is so !! He’s truly serving here.

* “The man presenting his merciless flush of hearts had such a beautiful yet indifferent look in his eyes as he stared intently at the man across from him. ‘Shall we continue?’ (193). So cunty!

* “Richard always had fire in his eyes when he got angry. The melanin in his irises gave their blue a sort of undulating wave pattern, and when I looked at him, I got goosebumps. It made me feel like I’d laid eyes on something no mortal should ever see” (193-194). Seigi is in so deep, bro.

* “‘Thank you, Ricky. Not even Raphael’s Madonna is a match for the beauty of your fingers manipulating those cards. I wish you would use those fingers to toy with me.’ ‘My apologies, I’ve been suffering from some temporary hearing loss and did not catch what you just said.’ After replying with the most refined ‘Like hell I will,’ in history, Richard stepped back and left the two men at the table” (199). 🤮🤮🤮 Karlsbrook is literally a mustache-twirling villain, this is crazy. Great clapback though, Richard. Also, is anybody else so uncomfortable when people call Richard “Ricky?” It feels infantalizing and like such a violation of the image Richard wants to present himself as.

* I just looked up what happened to the Colonel Sanders statue in Dotonbori. Wow… Seigi is not fucking around.

* Why are Vince and Richard having slightly hostile banter right now?? This is hilarious but I feel like I missed something behind the scenes.

* VINCE WAS HIS ASSISTANT????? This is blowing my mind omg.

* AND IT WAS VINCE IN THE BAR THAT FIRST NIGHT??? Wild. Can’t believe Seigi suspected that from hearing his purposefully bad english. Seigi actually is a good detective, and he’s more observant than I give him credit for. How rude to hold out on the readers like that though!

* “‘That was the first time I’d ever felt that strongly that I wasn’t needed somewhere… I’ve never felt such heartache like the moment I realized that I could offer nothing of value to this person who was such a huge presence in my life’” (231). Ouchies. Boy, do I know that feeling. Poor Vince. It’s unfortunate that Vince felt his relationship with Richard was so one-sided. I hope he won’t always be bitter about their relationship. Even if he had said something to Richard back then, I think Richard would have gotten very closed off and defensive, since they didn’t have a super close personal relationship. They’ve both improved in their communication skills since then. And it seems like things are going quite well for Vince now. I wish that funky little guy the best, and I hope he and Seigi end up staying in touch.

* “The beautiful man threw off his jacket about 30 percent more aggressively than normal, rolled up his sleeves, and stood in front of the punching bag. He gave it a fierce one-two punch. Sometimes, humans just get the urge to suddenly practice boxing, and this seemed to be one such time for Richard” (245). I love that we’re getting to see Richard like this. Seigi clearly has seen Richard be more casual around him since he knows how Richard normally takes off his jacket, but I doubt Richard has let Seigi see this side of him before. And I also really relate to getting the urge to “suddenly practice boxing.”

* And then he just leaves looking disheveled?! Bruh. At least stick around to cool off first. 😏

* Thank god the rest of the cruise was peaceful. I’m glad Seigi and Richard got to just hang out after all that drama.

* Ewww Seigi had to endure a hug from Karlsbrook. But I’m so glad that creep got exposed. Hopefully Gargantua actually does good after the investigation into their culture of sexual misconduct.

“Epilogue”

* “But as you might expect if a food for celebrations, it opened with ‘twenty-five eggs,’ so I think I’ll try scaling it down” (251). I just love cute little comments Seigi makes like this. Also very relatable to anybody who follows Pinterest recipes. Who needs to make that much food??

* Richard reads about “unfamiliar grammatical constructions” for fun. This man…

* “There were words that I wanted to say in Japanese and others that felt easier to express in English, but they were both becoming mine. For example, this was something that I wanted to say in Engish. I wish you were here. I wish you were here to eat the food I made. I don’t know if you’ll like it, but I’d be happy if you have it a try. And if I say something ridiculous again, I wouldn’t mind if you got frustrated and scolded me” (263). 😌😌😌 But for real, can we talk about the romance of wanting to tell someone you miss them in their native language?

* Richard being so giddy that he pulled off this prank of showing up unannounced is adorable.

* Seigi’s idea of heaven is sitting in a beautiful garden drinking royal milk tea and eating delicious snacks while talking to Richard. 😌😌😌

* Okayyy and right back into the drama. I guess we’re going to have a teenage girl nemesis now. Not at all what I was expecting. But as always, I’m excited to learn more about Richard’s past!

Although this volume had many tough moments, we actually got a lot of smiley Richard. He seems a lot more comfortable around Seigi than even at the end of the last volume. I’m really looking forward to seeing how their relationship progresses from here. Especially if they’re staying in Sri Lanka together like was suggested at the end of Vol 6!

[lily-janus]

Take A Break

Summary: Logan first thinks of Janus as a smart but lazy person, but he's about to be proven wrong.

Pairing: pre-romantic loceit

Warnings: none that I can think of but do let me know if I missed any.

Word count: 1,225

For @loceitweek day 3 Law School/Astronamy

(I have no idea how law school work so it might sound more like regular school but bare with me😅)

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"...and then I will argue that the evidence is not really reliable because- are you listening?" Logan stopped his explanation, noticing that his… partner was, once again, not paying attention.

"Hm?" Janus hummed, focusing his gaze on Logan's own, "were you saying something?" He smirked, knowing full well how that will annoy Logan.

"You know as well as I that I've been," he used air quotes, " 'saying something', for the past hour. We need to do this assignment perfectly, Janus." Logan said, exasperated by his classmate.

Okay, don't tell Janus that, but Logan really does think Janus was an incredibly intelligent person, there were multiple occasions throughout the semester where Janus had impressed Logan with his arguments.

That being said, Janus had a tendency to be… extremely frustrating. Acting cocky and smug most of the time, egging people on with no more reason than simple amusement… and, of course, his cryptic way of behaving. And, for some unknown reason, Janus seems to enjoy annoying Logan the most out of all their classmates.

Always cornering him after lectures, arguing with him during lessons no matter what side he chooses, or are assigned to.

So, when they were chosen to work this assignment together… Logan was, at the very least, not pleased. Not that he'd ever defy the will of their teacher, so he was stuck with his smug classmates who didn't seem to care enough to even listen to Logan's ideas.

Janus shrugged, "maybe I know that, and maybe I don't, I could have a very short attention span for all you know about me, which isn't much besides my brilliant intelligence that I repeatedly show in class." Janus smirked smugly again.

Logan let out a frustrated sigh, "can we just be serious long enough to finish this?" He asked, on the verge of begging. He never ever failed at anything and he's not about to let Janus change that.

Janus groaned, "Jesus, Teach, ever heard of relaxing? We still got months until the due date." He pointed out.

"While true, you neglect the fact that this assignment is only one out of many others we have from other classes, plus my reputation to hand in assignments early-" but he was interrupted by another, rather exaggerative, groan from Janus.

"You talk a lot." Janus complained.

Logan could feel his eye twitching in annoyance, "well, it would seem like I'm the only one out of the two of us who's doing anything, why are you even in law school if you're not willing to put effort into anything?" Logan asked with a groan of his own, not really looking for an answer, mostly wanting to annoy Janus back.

But of course, that didn't work, as Janus' smirk only grew, seeming more satisfied the more frustrated Logan became. "I wouldn't say that, I put lots of effort into my studies, I'm just balancing it more so I won't get overwhelmed and burned out. Surely you can appreciate a healthy work balance, right Teach?"

Logan's fist hit the table, "stop calling me that!"

Janus was unphased, "how about… professor? Nerd? Glasses? Ooh, maybe Specs?"

"How about simply Logan?" Logan suggested, as calmly as he could.

Janus faked thinking it over before shaking his head, "nah, I like Specs best."

With a growl of frustration, Logan dropped his pen and pushed his chair away from the desk, "I think we're done for today.."

Janus clapped his hands together in glee before standing up, "marvelous! Same time next week?" He winked at Logan.

Logan blushed slightly at the gesture for some reason, "ah.. sure."

Janus smirked again, "it's a date, Specs!" He called as he walked out of Logan's dorms.

That statement caused Logan's blush to deepen, which was… odd.

…

"Oh he is totally flirting with you, Lo!" Roman, his roommate, said after Logan finished telling him about Janus.

Logan huffed, "I doubt annoying me is considered flirting." Roman was being ridiculous again, there's no way!

Roman shook his head with a sigh, "sometimes I forget how little you understand about the delicate art of romance." He said, "it's because he likes you!"

Logan almost laughed at Roman's statement, "that's absurd, we're both completely different and he always gets out of his way just to get a rise out of me and… always corners me after class and…" he trailed off in thought.

"And trying to get your attention and more time to be with you?" Roman finished for him with a knowing smile.

The more Logan thought about it now, the more Roman's explanation made sense… is he feeling the same way?

"Oh my stars! You're blushing! You like him too! Oh, the robot finally found his heart!" Roman swooned, placing both his hands on his heart in a dramatic gesture.

Logan shook his head, "n-no, no. Janus doesn't like me and I don't like him."

Roman was still smiling knowingly at him, "ah ha, sure, whatever you say, Calculator Watch." He winked at him.

…

"You're late." Logan said when Janus finally showed up to their second meeting to work on their assignment.

As usual, Janus was unphased, he simply walked in, took his seat on Roman's red beanbag, put his legs up on a chair and leaned back on his hands. Choosing the most dramatic position to show his carefree attitude towards this assignment that they were supposed to work on together.

"Sorry, Specs, it took longer than I thought it would, but I'm here now aren't I?" Janus looked up at Logan to where he sat in front of his work desk.

"It?" Logan asked, "what were doing that took so long?" He asked, barely two seconds passed and he was already starting to get annoyed. What could possibly be more important than law school? Does Janus hold no regards to-

"Our assignment, of course." Janus said casually, halting Logan's thoughts in their place for a minute.

"Excuse me?" Logan asked, surely he didn't hear that correctly.

Janus smirked and handed Logan the notebook he's been holding, "o-u-r a-ssign-ment." He said slowly, emphasizing every syllable.

Eyeing Janus suspiciously, Logan took the notebook and looked it over… he really did do it…

Janus suddenly hopped to his feet, offering Logan his hand, "now that the boring stuff is out of the way, it's time for you to relax with me." He smirked at him.

Logan frowned, "what do you mean?"

Janus sighed, "I really need to spell it out to you, huh?" He chuckled to himself, "fine. Logan, will you go on a date with me?"

Logan flushed a deep red, "b-but there's still work to-"

"Logan." Janus cut him off, suddenly serious, "you really need to learn to take breaks from time to time, you're not helping anyone by running yourself to the ground."

"I'm… not running anywhere, let alone to the ground…" Logan stammered, trailing off.

Janus snickered again, "it means you're overworking yourself, c'mon, I'll take you to my favorite Cafe' on campus." Janus gently grabbed one of his hands and tagged on it.

Still flushing, Logan gave in, putting Janus' notebook on his desk before standing up and following Janus.

Perhaps Janus had a point, he doesn't remember taking a single break other than sleep since the start of semester. And, well, Janus wasn't the worst person to take his first break with…

[angels-and-demons]

Incorrect quote! Featuring a Marvel crossover (bc I had a thought, and needed to make Masky and Moon Knight exes).

[Nico, Masky, and Toby are at a Proxy Party in the Underrealm]

Nico: Huh... who's he?

Masky: hm? Oh... [groans]

Toby: Ooh, I smell drama. Spill!

Masky: Well, judging from the outfit... I'd say that that's Marc Spector... he works for Khonshu. Egyptian god of the moon.

[Toby and Nico nod]

Masky: He's got DID, like me.

[Masky stares at him, with a certain... sadness to him]

Masky: ...and he might also be my ex...

[Toby looks shocked]

Toby: Wow... dad lore.

Masky: I'm... sorry. Did you just call the worst breakup of my life "Dad Lore"?

Nico: the worst? Yeesh... How bad was it?

[Masky hisses]

Masky: ...let's just say... after the resulting argument, We're both no longer welcome in any Harvey's diners across the entire Canadian province of Ontario.

Masky: ...and a few Tim Hortons in Saskatoon.

[Masky's eyes widen]

Masky: ...shit. Kids, he's coming over-! Hi-iiii there, Marc...

[He smiles awkwardly at Marc. Marc keeps his neutral expression]

Marc: ...Masky. You're looking well.

Masky: Uh, thanks. I could say the same about you. God, its been ages, hasn't it?

[Marc nods bitterly]

Marc: '02, Ontario and Saskatoon.

[Marc looks at Nico and Toby]

Marc: ...who're these kids?

Masky: Oh, right-! Uh, Marc. This is Toby. He's my apprentice. We're both working for the, uh... Slenderman. And this.

[Masky puts his hand on Nico's shoulder].

Masky: ...is Nico. He's Toby's boyfriend.

Marc: ah, young love...

Masky: and he's also the son of Hades.

Marc: Damn... Uh, good for you, I guess...

Masky: kids, this is Marc Spector. We, uh...

Marc: ...we used to date.

[Masky nudges Nico and Toby on]

Masky: Alright. You kids go have some fun. We're gonna talk about boring, adult stuff.

Toby: Masky, we're both sixteen. We're not kids.

Masky, jokingly: Not adults either. Now scram.

[Nico and Toby go off, hand in hand to do cute stuff and get food, leaving Masky and Marc alone]

Masky: So... How are... Jake and Steven?

Marc: ...fine. And how have you been?

Masky: Uh, yeah. Fine too. Tim's been okay. Uh, work and stuff... that's all been fine.

Marc: Anything... new?

Masky: Oh, uh... I'm married now.

Marc, gritted teeth: Really? That's great. So happy for you.

Masky: Yeah. He's like, my best friend. So, ya know...

Marc: Great, great, great...

[They stand awkwardly for a moment]

Marc: Well, I should-!

Masky: I've got to-!

[They both dart off in different directions, incredibly embarrassed by running into their ex].

Masky: So... what are you kids up to?

Toby: He's won the breakup, hasn't he?

Masky: Shut up-!

[pandagirl45]

As a winteriron fan,how do you think about "Captain America 3:Civil War"

Ooh!

Well, personally, it was a mess. They, the avengers had a lot of leeway and ways to negotiate it to be in favor of not only them but for bucky as well. If steve had told Tony earlier on, he would have, potentially calm down enough to seek out the common enemy. It's like if clint lost his mind if he found Natasha was forced to kill his loved ones, and let say fury knew but didn't say because Natasha is a good person. It's like that I suppose.

I personally call the entire thing a playground fight. A lot of yelling without listening. Yeah, the paperwork sucked, but they are the best diplomats they have. They are the hero community voices.

T'Challa is a whole different boat, but similarly, yeah same thing. The fun quote, you don't blame the gun, you blame the shooter. Or something like that. Which, knowing Tony own history, he would be on board with helping bucky. It's like the shra situation basically I comics, besides steve dying and Tony having immense guilt, because it was a fight over paperwork. Ironically, they had jennifer and matt murdock, two well established lawyers who can run circles around them. (I can rant and rave about the power struggles and advantages for marvel heroes). Everyone freaking out but no one really saying solutions.

To sum it all up, it was an unfortunate thing that happened, that caused more harm than good. Omission of truth, secrets, and stubborness. All it needed was a long weekend reading jargon to get the best deal for them, to protect them. Knowing the governments they could and would abuse them. Especially a brainwashed assassin, geez.

[saintmeghanmarkle]

A few small stepsand its gam on by u/Mickleborough

A few small steps…and it’s gam on A leg-end is bornPeople have been buzzing about certain…limbs…of the Princess of Wales when she worked red to greet HE the President of Korea and the First Lady.‘These old things? I’ve had them for years - since I was born, in fact.’However the buzz has materialised into some column inches and at least one news report - not on the ooh-la-la aspect, but more ‘how does she do it?’:‘CrossFit, Reformer Pilates…even her kneecaps are lovely!’, Daily Mail archived / unarchived‘That’s the leg to be caught out!’ TalkTV, on YouTube’Kate Middleton’s toned legs: all the times she’s looked incredible in shorts’, Hello!, archived / unarchived (This magazine sucks up to all celebrities, but they’re probably sincere in this instance.)But then the Princess has always been known for her shapely pins: the Sun printed a piece in 2019 quoting Harry as calling them ‘killer legs’: archived / unarchived (lots of pictures there)Compare this with Meghan: I’ve not come across any articles that view any aspect of her as desirable. There‘s the usual lobgesang (song or hymn of praise) about her (cough) fashion and style, but they’re put out by sycophantic magazines such as Vague or Cosmo, who would’ve said Meghan looked marvellous in a bedsheet (they did: Vague archived / unarchived). Possibly nothing’s been written about Meghan’s physical attributes for the same reason as this sub: no body shaming.Bonus shoe-inWe can see that the Princess wears shoes that fit, whereas Meghan doesn’t, for reasons best known to herself.I’ve heard of feet expanding, but not shrinking. post link: https://ift.tt/0WXPCGb author: Mickleborough submitted: November 23, 2023 at 12:12AM via SaintMeghanMarkle on Reddit

[just-my-fandom]

Author Interview

I was tagged by a friend from Quotev (whose account is inactive here on Tumblr). I realized I’ve been posting on here for four years, and never fully introduced myself.

1. Name; Just-My-Fandom, or K. Privacy reasons, I’ll never give out my full time.

2. Age; Over 18. I feel that is the best I can give out especially with some fics I’ve written.

3. Fandoms I write; I started out doing major ones such as Criminal Minds and Marvel, and started drifting into DC (Flash), to Ninjago, to even Steven Universe. Sooner or later I will start writing for Twilight (Which I’ve JUST seen in my lifetime). I also write for Stranger Things, Outer Banks,Voltron, My Hero Academia, and many more.

4. Where do I write; Mostly all on Tumblr. I do have a couple one shot books on my quotev (same username), but have been inactive on Quotev since late 2021.

5. Worst part about writing; Smut. Yes, I am of age, and I’ll admit, I like reading it, but writing it myself I have never been comfortable with it unless it is a character OF AGE. But even then, I get hesitant.

6. Favorite Story; I honestly don’t have one. I love all my stories equally no matter how much more attention one gets compared to another.

7. Story I’m nervous to post; Ooh, I currently have 21 drafts, and the only one I’m nervous about posting is one with Cisco Ramon (The Flash). Spoiler, the reader is in only half of the story, and that makes me worried that no one will want to read it once they realize the reader is no long part of the story.

8. How do I choose the titles to my stories; I just wing it. I’ll choose a standing word or quote from the story most of the time, so it doesn’t ever end up having a title until I’m halfway or all the way done with it.

9. Complete Works; Rocky Roads Season 1 is fully complete.

10. Incomplete Works; Rocky Roads Season 2, One After Another, Brought Back are all incomplete.

11. Do you outline (follow plot); For the most part, yes. Occasionally, I’ll change the plot but most of my stories consist of events that have occurred in the show/movie.

12. Upcoming most excited for; Probably “Call It”. It’s my longest one chapter fit revolving Cisco Ramon (Flash), and it is an alternate plot change to the Cisco Ramon fic I’m nervous to post.

[wintersmischief28]

MASTERLIST

Orginal Works

Too good to be true

Cursed vision

Fandoms

Marvel

Stucky

Bucky

Loki

Lucifer

Lucifer

Incorrect quotes

[bukojuiice]

— the kinds of movies they'd watch with you.

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BAKUGO KATSUKI: when you asked katsuki what the two of you were going to be watching for your movie night, he refused to say anything. in fact, he was grumpier and snappier than usual. “don’t ask me any more shitty and useless questions. just hand me the damn remote later and i’ll click on the new marvel movie!” but, with a bit of cute probing and puppy eyes from you, he finally confessed: he wanted to binge-watch romantic movies! it wasn’t for you or because he wanted to impress you. he just wanted to. you remembered that he used to read shoujo manga out of boredom. then and there, you realized: your boyfriend was secretly a hopeless romantic and big softie hidden behind his explosive and pompous façade. the two of you start with one of the most iconic romantic movies, which was the notebook. katsuki almost shed a tear whilst you were a bawling mess. he tried his best to act brave for you all throughout the marathon. the next movie was the fault in our stars... and tears were shed too. for the third, you opted for a more light-hearted rom-com so you played 10 Things I Hate About You on the projector. and your last movie for the night was Crazy Rich Asians so that your movie night would end on a high note. when the two of you were getting ready to tune in for the night, katsuki turns to you, his arms wrapped around lovingly around your waist and whispers: “i’m going to be a better boyfriend than those shitty losers.”

“suki-kun... could you please elaborate on that? does that mean you want to be the best one out there?”

 “of course! i’d be there for you always, take care of you til we’re old and wrinkly-ass, be there for you through every step of the fucking way, and... love you forever. you got that (y/n)?”

IZUKU MIDORIYA: it wasn’t a particularly planned date night with izuku so the two of you opted to watch some movies and... you decided upon your go-to genre with him which were marvel movies! Or rather, superhero movies in general. Izuku could literally be a part of the spider verse and could actually be an alternate universe peter parker simply because of their similarities. It was something you noticed recently and would tease your verdant-haired and freckled boyfriend about it. To which he would react very shyly but he loved the compliment and the cute observation you’ve made. Even calling you his Mary Jane (although he was fumbling and could barely even say the words when he tried to tell you) The MCU was very dear to Izuku and he could watch it again and again for days on end. You were there to accompany him and binge it with him of course! Starting from the very first Iron Man, then ending your marathon by watching Spiderman Far From Home. But, not before he cried his heart out to Endgame first and you were there to comfort him. Supplying him with endless hugs and tissues. It was such an adorable view to see Izuku so invested and so immersed into the world of superheroes. You would hear him mumble to himself about the theories surrounding the next marvel movies, and you’d ask him “what are you talking about izu-kun?” and he would start babbling and you loved to hear every second of it. Izuku was in his element and you were just elated over the fact that a series of movies could bring him this much happiness.

“(Y/N)?”

“Yup? What’s up Izu-kun?”

“I love you 3000.”

TODOROKI SHOTO:  Shoto barely had the time to live like a kid when he was young. One of those missing core childhood memories was being able to watch animated movies. Those of disney and dreamworks. And so, you took the opportunity of introducing to him the wide and magical array of said movies. To revive the kid inside of him so that he can finally watch and experience the wondrous feelings these same films made you feel as a child. It was gonna be a long marathon and what better way to start with a movie that was closely related to Shoto in some way shape or form- Frozen! Your boyfriend’s eyes were glued to the screen when the Let It Go scene began to play. “I wonder if I can make that with my ice…” He mumbles to himself in awe, tapping his finger to his lips. He turns to you, eyes ever so innocent. “Do you think that’s possible, (Y/N)?” “Ooh! Would you want to try it, Sho-kun?”

 It didn’t take long till you finally started hearing Shoto humming to your favorite disney songs absentmindedly whenever he was doing work at home. and, once he notices you fondly staring at him and giggling to yourself, he takes you by the hand and twirls you around. the both of you singing along to the non-existent beat and getting all the lyrics wrong. he would be very curious of said movies and sometimes he would ask the weirdest questions out of the blue. like why was winnie the pooh color yellow or why could no one stop aurora from pricking her finger? there were also times when shoto would ask very interesting ones like why didn’t peter end up with wendy or did boo ever see sully and mike again? and, you were always there to answer his questions and share your own opinions. you had never seen him this inquisitive and curious about the most trivial things in disney movies. and so, after a long marathon of pixar movies and calling it a day, the two of you were cleaning up the living room til shoto stops for a second to speak. 

“(Y/N).” He began calmly. “Do you remember that one famous quote from Winnie the Pooh?”

“I don’t think I can recall that. What is it?”

“If you live to be 100, I want to live to 100 minus one day so I never have to live without you.”

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[brelione]

Trying To Help (The Best Boys)

Series Masterlist

Warnings:Mentions of death, not super sad kind of just conflicting I think (figured id give you guys an emotional break), mentions of blood.Not proof read because im a lazy bitch.

“Hey pretty boy.”You whispered, trying not to cry.Topper frowned, not understanding where he was or why everything felt so weird. “Im sorry I drove off a bridge.”He replied, his voice sounding funny as if he had been talking with food in his mouth.

 “Dont be bubs, you didnt mean to….”You replied, hoping your voice wasnt hurting his head.His eyes closed again, too lazy to keep them open. “Rafe should be here soon.”You bit the inside of your cheek anxiously.

His nose scrunched up, a look of disapproval on his face. “Why does everything always gotta be about Rafe?”He asked, his eyes opening wide when he realised there was a cast on his arm.He moved the fingers on his right hand, making sure that one wasnt broken too.Needles and IVs had been stabbed into his arm and hand, an air tube across his face and at his nostrils.

He noticed your hand on the bed, reaching for it with his good hand.You let him hold it, glad he wasnt mad at you.The room was quiet and dark but not so much that it was awkward, the two of you just trying to keep eachother calm. “Hey,guys.”The door opened to reveal Rafe.

He was wearing a backwards hat, a light blue polo shirt and black pants.He looked just as much of a mess as you, a guilty expression on his face.His eyes flicked over to you and Toppers hands as he sat in the chair next to you.

 “Is that Rafe?”Topper asked, too tired to open his eyes again. “Yeah, dude.You really fucked up this time.”Rafe smiled but his face quickly fell into a frown when you didnt do the same.You began to drag your fingertips along Toppers arm, feeling a bit better when he grinned at the feeling.

“So how was the movie?”He asked, feeling his eyes water up. “Um...yeah, we didnt end up finishing it.Guess it wasnt the same without you there.”You muttered, your fingers trailing back down to his palm.

He hummed, taking in a deep breath when he realised you could hear his heartbeat increasing from the monitor. “I knew you wouldnt finish it.Between you and Kelce screaming and….and Rafe being an impatient slut.”Topper smiled, opening his eyes ever so slightly to catch a glimpse of Rafe’s reaction.

 “Hmm...you’re lucky your arms already broken, pussy.”Rafe smiled, becoming less tense when you rolled your eyes. “DOnt be fucking rude.”You whispered with a small smile. “You know what...its the quoting the Kardashians daily for me.”Topper bit his lip as he waited for you to respond. “Its...the breaking my flower pot for me.”You replied, tapping your fingers against his palm.You grinned,recalling the memory.

You and Kelce had spent the morning together after a sleepover.You had scrolled through your pinterest feed as usual, coming across a ton of diy plant pots and decided to just go for it.You told Kelce about your idea as you two sat down for breakfast, both of you half asleep as you drank coffee. “Yeah, okay.”he agreed, putting on his shoes once he had finished his eggs.

 “So how many pots should we get?”He asked as you buckled your seatbelt.You shrugged, not really having a proper answer as he began to drive to Walmart, cursing when he couldnt find a parking spot.Once he did he waited for you to go back to your pinterest boards and figure out exactly what type of paint you would need for the project.

It was far too early for the store to be busy, holding on to Kelce’s back as he grabbed a cart. “What isle?”He asked, stopping to grab a bag of cheetos. “Uhhh….I dont know.Hold on.”You pulled out your phone, holding onto him with one arm and resting the phone on top of his head.

 “Thirteen.”You replied, squealing and holding on for dear life as he began running through the store, coming to a halt when he reached the isle.You hopped off of his back, grabbing some small pots and some medium pots and putting them into the cart carefully. 

“Can I paint spongebob on mine?”He asked, his eyes glancing through the paint colors on the hunt for a bright yellow. “I dont care, paint whatever you want.”You replied, grabbing the primary colors and tossing them into the cart.Kelce being Kelce had freaked when he saw the variety of stickers, buying at least thirty dollars worth of puppy stickers, marvel stickers, car stickers and shiny spikes. 

“No weeds are gonna mess with this plant when im done with it.”He said proudly as he grabbed every single strip of spike stickers.You had rolled your eyes, picking out some pearl like stickers and tossing them in the cart.Kelce smiled, getting an idea.

He moved all of the items to the opposite side of the cart to leave an empty space, picking you up quickly and putting you inside. “Kelce-seriously?”You sighed, holding on to the side as he pushed the cart quickly, swerving it against the tile on his way to the plant isle. 

“Yep, its easier this way.”He replied, stopping the cart once you guys got to the other side of the store. “Ooh….can we grow sunflowers?”He asked, tossing the bag of seeds into the cart before you could answer. “Get lavender too.”You replied, taking out your phone to play subway surfers.

Kelce huffed, arms wrapping around your shoulders and placing a kiss on the top of your head as he watched you play. “Whats your high score?”He asked, playing with the baby hairs that had fallen out of your braids. 

“I dunno, higher than yours.”You grinned, hearing him gasp. “Fucking rude.”He muttered, flicking your temple. “Fuck you.”You replied, avoiding a train. “Fuck you!”He exclaimed driving the cart to check out.He grabbed a few packs of gum as well, scanning the items at the self checkout.

You two then spent the whole afternoon painting pots and covering them in an obnoxious amount of stickers.The small one that Kelce had done all by himself was covered with spike stickers that kept falling off. “It wont stay stuck!”He exclaimed, becoming frustrated.

 “Kelce, babe, its cause you’ve got paint on the sticky part.”You sighed, grabbing a paper towel and putting it under the water to wipe off the yellow paint from the pot.He was a pouting mess for the rest of the afternoon but was happy with the outcome of the pot, taking a photo of it to post on his snapchat story. “How did you do that?”He asked, pointing to the pastel rainbow pot you had painted.You shrugged, just going off of what you saw in the video.You two had decided to just go sit on the couch and watch some cartoons while you waited for Rafe and Topper, leaving the pots to dry on the table.

Once Topper had gotten there he had given you a quick greeting and went into the kitchen to get something to drink, accidentally elbowing one of the pots in the process and sending it to the floor, the clay colliding with your tile floor. “TOPPER!WHAT THE FUCK?!”You exclaimed, rushing into the kitchen.

“Its the stealing my hoodies from me and then pretending you didnt for me.”He replied.Your heart dropped as you realized you were wearing his hoodie right now, beginning to freak out when you realised you werent even wearing pants.

 “Shut up.”You replied, squeezing his hand lightly.Kelce came through the door a few seconds later, sighing loudly. “These people are ridiculous-I had to convince them that I was Top’s adopted brother.Did you have to do that?”He asked Rafe, going to stand at the end of the bed.

 “Nope.”Rafe replied.Kelce bit the inside of his cheek, staring at Topper. “Concussion?”He asked, noticing the bandage that was peaking out from Topper’s forehead.You nodded, looking between the two boys. “How you feeling?”Kelce asked.Topper grinned, peaking one eye open. 

“Like shit.”Topper replied, a small smile on his face. “How long am I gonna be stuck here?”Topper asked, finally acknowledging the fact that he was in a hospital.Rafe shook his head, looking over to Kelce as if he knew anything about the situation that you and Rafe didnt.

Kelce shrugged, not knowing either. “I mean, with that kind of injury one could only assume a good two weeks or so.You wont be able to drive- (Y/N)- how did you get here?”Kelce asked, realising.You had texted them from the hospital which meant that Rafe hadnt driven you.

You went quiet, feeling their eyes on you. “Uhhh….I drove.”You replied, hoping they wouldnt push further.Topper opened both of his eyes this time, wanting to make sure he had understood properly. “What?”Topper asked, cringing at the lisp he now had.

He shouldve known his voice would sound different.He had literally bit off part of his tongue. “I drove.”You repeated, feeling a bit insecure.Rafe just looked confused, Kelce was shocked and Topper just couldnt believe it.

 “How’d it go?”Topper asked, wanting to sit up when he realised that he couldnt really move that much.You shrugged, trying to figure out why the attention was on you when Topper had literally almost died.

 “I dont really know, kinda just did it.I dont really remember it either.”You replied, feeling Rafe’s hand drift onto your knee, tapping your knee cap.He had been doing it for years.He was awkward most of the time and didnt know what to do if his hand was empty, usually going to hold yours or just touch you in some way to feel more grounded.

 “Why dont you remember it?”Topper asked, unable to grasp the whole situation.Thank god he didnt know that the nurse had told you about his ‘last words’.He wouldve had a heart attack on spot. “I was in shock, dum dum.I was just-just trying to make breakfast and then the fucking hospital calls me and tells me that you drove into a river.”You laughed, a few tears rolling down your face.

Toppers heart beat quickened,squeezing your hand tight. “I said I was sorry...did you at least drink water this morning?”He asked, wishing he could hug you.You laughed, wiping your face. “No, no I didnt cause I thought you were gonna die!”You replied, sniffling.

 “For the love of life, Topper.Keep up.”You let out a shaky breath. “Im trying my best, sunshine.”He answered, not paying attention to Rafe or Kelce.It felt like you were the only one who was actually in the room with him.

 “I mean, I guess its just karma.Have any of us ever left during a movie night?All im saying is I think its like a curse or something.”Topper answered, trying his best to get you to stop crying.Kelce couldnt even think of something to say, the situation was overpowering him.

You just sighed,leaning your forehead against the mattress, staring down at the floor. “Why’d you leave?”You asked, still not understanding the full situation that lead to Topper leaving your house.Rafe shifted in his seat, squeezing your knee, almost trying to tell you not to bring it up again.

 “Just...wanted to go home.”He mumbled, knowing better than to bring up the argument that he no longer cared about.He couldve laughed at it.As jealous as he was as Rafe even he could admit that the son of a bitch cared about you more than anyone and to accuse him of not caring about you was the stupidest thing he had ever said.And that was saying a lot.

SOmetimes he was close to positive that Rafe didnt care about him or Kelce but there was never a single doubt in his mind that Rafe didnt love you.Now he kind of wish that he had died since it would leave you with Rafe and Kelce.

They were both better friends than he could ever be no matter how hard he tried.It wouldve been better for the whole friend group if he had stayed dead. “You have a concussion, bubs.Nothing you say is relevant for the next two weeks.”You joked, feeling the tears roll down your face and onto your collarbones, not even bothering to wipe them away anymore.

 “You have a single brain cell, (Y/N).Nothing you say is relevant.”He replied, laughing a bit.It didnt do much but hurt his head and make his tongue sting. “See?That’s not relevant.”You replied, lifting your head up from the mattress and kissing the back of his hand lightly.

Rafe smiled slightly, glad to see that you were a bit better and that Topper hadnt yelled at him to get out. “You know what?I just think I should say something really important.”Topper announced, thinking that he sounded louder than he actually did.Rafe squeezed your knee tightly, worried that Topper would tell you what he knew and that Kelce would freak out about it.

 “I dont think im allowed to watch tv with a concussion-fuck.”Topper grumbled, hearing Rafe let out a sigh of relief.He noticed Kelce still standing, getting up and asking you quietly if you two could share your seat.

You huffed, standing up and allowing him to sit in your chair, sitting on his lap, feeling self conscious when Toppers hoodie lifted to reveal half your thigh. “I mean, you could always do other things to pass the time.”Kelce replied, sitting down in the chair.

 “Hmm...like what?”Topper asked.Thank god Kelce was an optimist, the rest of you would be absolutely fucked without him. “Like….coloring, reading or….I dont know, thinking.”Kelce suggested, going quiet soon after. “Read what?”Topper asked.

He had never liked reading.Back when you guys were still in school he would refuse to read anything, tossing his homework down as you and Kelce tried to do yours.You usually had to harass Rafe for hours to do his work when all he could focus on was you.He would purposely annoy you just so you’d talk more and get all mad.

Between him and Topper you never got your work done, having to read to Topper so he would get some of his work done. “I could read you the Harry Potter books, ive got them downloaded to my phone.”You replied, a small grin on your face.

Toppers face became red, wanting to protest but deciding that he’d rather have you read to him than continue with the upsetting conversations. “Yeah, okay.”He answered, closing his eyes as you began to read.Kelce was smiling as you read, making comments every once in a while. 

“Wow, what a bitch.”He muttered about Vernon.Rafe squeezed your waist, resting his head against your back.It was some time in the afternoon when the nurse came in to check Toppers IV and give him some more medication. “Theres food available in the cafeteria, a warm soup or something soft would be best for your friend here.”She gestured towards Topper before leaving.

She had given you all a weird look, trying to figure out why a patient’s girlfriend was sitting on the lap of his assumed brother.Kelce bit the inside of his cheek, hearing his stomach rumbling. “Alright, well im going to the cafeteria. (Y/N), can you come with me please?”He asked.

You sighed, shaking your head. “Im not wearing pants.”You answered. “Can you stand up for a minute?”Rafe asked.You huffed, getting off of his lap, eyes widening when he pulled off his shorts and handed them right over to you.

Kelce wasnt even surprised, just hungry.You awkwardly pulled up the shorts, tying them tight around your waist and following Kelce into the elevator.Everything was going smoothly until it came to a stop. “What the hell?”Kelce asked, hitting a ton of buttons at once. “Kelce!Stop that!”You smacked his wrist, screaming when the elevator moved slightly, coming to a stop again. 

“What should I do?Im pressing the red button!”He exclaimed as he pressed it again. “I dont know!Press it again!”You exclaimed, clinging onto his arm. “Oh my fuck-shit dammit!Now we’re gonna die!”You exclaimed. 

“We’re already in a hospital, we’ll be fine.”He answered, pressing the button again. “Kelce!It’s gonna fall!”You exclaimed, holding onto him so tight you were starting to shake. “No its not, its fine.Just wait for someone to come fix it.”He spoke, pulling you onto the floor so you were sitting against him. “It’ll be fine, just wait.”He repeated.

“Im sorry, man.”Topper sighed, looking over to Rafe.THe brunette simply shrugged, not really bothered by it anymore. “Apology accepted.”Rafe replied.Topper let out a sigh of relief, glad that the tension wasnt as strong.

 “But like, can you be honest real quick?”Topper asked, waiting for Rafe to answer. “Yeah, yeah okay.”Rafe replied, dreading what Topper would ask. “Did you guys do anything?”He asked.Rafe frowned, not knowing what to say.

He didnt want to tell Topper something that you werent okay with him knowing but at the same time didnt want to lie. “Yeah, yeah we did.”Rafe replied, holding his breath.Topper simply hummed, letting out a breath through his nose. 

“Were you careful?You know she doesnt….hasnt done those types of things.You didnt hurt her though, right?”Topper asked.Rafe was a bit confused, thinking that Topper would get all jealous and grumpy. “Yeah, yeah I was….she was fine, like she said she was fine and I told her she could….ya know, stop me.She didnt though, I was careful.”Rafe’s cheeks were red, trying not to go into too much depth.

Topper nodded a bit, sighing. “Thats good...so like, are you guys dating now or whatever?”Topper asked, trying to ignore the pit in his stomach.Rafe gulped, not really knowing the answer himself. “I dont know….its all complicated I guess.”He replied, feeling guilty now that he was actually talking about it.

 “Okay...hey, do you think she knows?”Topper asked, hoping you wouldnt walk in at the wrong time.Rafe laughed at the comment. “Damn, man.I dont even know.Like, she obviously knows I do.Ive made it pretty obvious but like...you’ve made it pretty obvious too at this point I think.I feel like she doesnt think anyone would like her like that no matter how obvious we make it.I dont know, I feel like right now wouldnt be a good time to talk to her about this though, lets just not say anything to her.”Rafe muttered, realising he had promised you that he wouldnt tell anyone what you two had done last night

. “Hmm...you know whats fucked?”Topper asked, blinking slowly.Rafe hummed, waiting for him to continue. “I lost my two year streak with her.And you.”The blonde smiled, wiggling his toes carefully.Rafe laughed, pinching his nostrils. “Yeah, thats fucked.”He agreed.

“Nobody’s coming.”You huffed, holding on to Kelce’s hand as you leaned against the elevator wall. “You dont know that.”He replied, not sounding genuine at all. “I dont know….do you wanna talk about something?”You asked, thinking of ways to pass time while you guys were trapped.

He sighed, nodding. “What do you wanna talk about?”He asked, flicking at your fingertips. “I dont know...how are your cousins?”You asked, realising that that’s where he had come from.He chuckled, shaking his head.

 “Alec would not stop complaining about sushi, I guess her favorite restaurant closed and now shes all pissy about it.Shes really fucking tall now.”He sighed, kind of glad that he was able to leave the house.You nodded, trying to think of something else to say.

Alec was his 17 year old cousin, she was nice sometimes but she could also be a lot to handle from what you had heard.She was pretty cool though, always commenting on your instagram posts and hyping you up.It kind of gave Rafe a little competition since she always commented before him.

 “What about Jax?Is he still an ass?”You asked.You had met Jax a total of two times, both times he had called you hot and stared at you.He was 17 so it was kind of weird of him but you hadnt had to deal with him in a good six months.

Kelce shrugged, not having much to say. “Yeah, I dont think hes ever gonna change.He tried to download porn to my phone.”Kelce replied, biting the inside of his cheek. “Hey, is it true that Rafe kissed you?I mean, he told me but I figured he probably just dreamt it.”fuck.

Now everything was coming unraveled and you’d have to figure out how you wouldnt hurt anyone. “Uh...yeah, he did.”You answered, biting your bottom lip.He was silent.That was scary if something was so shocking that Kelce had nothing to say.

 “Alright...so how do you feel about it?”He asked, keeping his voice calm and steady.He was tired of not knowing what was going on, not understanding the new tension between you and Rafe.There had always been something there but recently it seemed to get a lot more serious.

But then again he had noticed the way you held Topper, how you’d sigh whenever the blonde kissed your forehead or when he’d hug you.He didnt really want to say anything, figuring that when you wanted to date one of them you would.

Now he sounded exactly like Topper, you were pretty sure those were the exact words that he had said to you. “Um….yeah, I dont really know.I guess that like im not mad about it but I just...I dont know how to feel.”You answered, knowing that it sounded stupid.

Kelce nodded, understanding. “So do you like Rafe?LIke, you know.”He asked, pulling at the sleeve of the hoodie out of boredom.You shrugged, not knowing the answer. “(Y/N), come on now.I see the way you look at him...its a little bit of something.”He pushed.

You knew he was right but you’d rather die than admit it. “I dont know, Kelce.Its just weird, I guess.Like we’ve been friends for like...eight years and now all this shit is happening.”You answered.

He nodded, trying to think of the best advice to give you. “Alright, well life is too short for shit.If you like Rafe then I think you should go for it.All that matters is that you’re happy and if he makes you happy then you should be with him.”Kelce squeezed your hand, waiting for you to speak.

Of course Kelce would say that.That was the most Kelce thing you had ever heard him say. “Yeah, but I dont think I want to be with him.”You muttered, not knowing how to explain what you were feeling.Kelce was confused, trying his best not to show it.

 “Okay….but why?Do you like someone else at the same time?”He asked, trying to piece everything together.The elevator began to move again, scaring you both. “Shit.”You sighed, holding on to his arm as he helped you up. 

“We’ll talk about this later.”It sounded like more of a question.He had never been great at being assertive.A few staff members apologized, explaining that a patient had went roaming around and they had to stop the elevators to prevent them from leaving the hospital.

Kelce held onto your hand tight as you made your way to the cafeteria.None of the food looked particularly appetizing, eventually deciding on a small container of mac and cheese for yourself, a turkey sandwich for Rafe and finding a sealed bowl of potato soup for Topper.

Kelce had grabbed a few sodas and a gatorade for Topper, reuniting with you as you both went to the line, paying for the food.You two had decided on just taking the elevator again, figuring it would be difficult to walk up the stairs with so much to carry.

Luckily it didnt come to a stop this time, the two of you completing the trip successfully and walking back into the hospital room.Rafe and Topper were laughing about something, Rafe sitting in his boxers.It was quite funny.You all ate in a pretty much silence, having to help Topper elevate the upper half of his bed so he could eat properly. 

“I hate hospital food.”Rafe sighed, biting into his sandwich while keeping you balanced on his left thigh.He tried to ignore all of the thoughts he was getting, figuring that the lack of caffeine in his system was making him horny.

That first night in the hospital had been the hardest.You were the only one who was allowed to stay while Kelce and Rafe had to go home.You had given Rafe his sweatpants back.

He decided that he needed to talk to you, taking your hand and getting far away from the room where the trauma patients were seperated from the elderly. “How are you?”He asked.You kind of wanted to punch him.What the hell kind of question was that?

 “I just...im fine.”You forced yourself to grin, not wanting to be rude.He licked his lips, looking around. “Thats...not what I meant.”His face flushed a bit, his ears pink. “oh-oh....um, yeah im fine.”You repeated.He hummed, hands ending up in the pockets of your hoodie.

 “Thats good....im sorry that I went so fast, I know you wanted me to be gentle.”He apologized, kissing your forehead. “Its fine, Rafe.”You answered, hugging him.He huffed, accepting the hug. 

“I’ll see you tomorrow, I can stop by your house and grab you some clothes.”He offered, staring down at you.You nodded, accepting the offer.He leaned down, kissing you gently, feeling himself get weak.

You pulled away after a moment, kissing the tip of his nose before standing on your tiptoes to kiss his forehead. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”You grinned, kissing him gently. “Alright, text me the clothes that you want...do you want one of my shirts?”he asked, smiling when you nodded. “Alright....okay, tomorrow.”He repeated, finally letting go of you.

You ended up staying up for a majority of the night, holding Topper’s hand as you read to him, switching from Harry Potter to short stories.He had moved over in his bed ever so slightly, groaning in pain, staring at the small empty space he had made.

You took the message, hesitantly laying next to him, becoming stiff when he wrapped his good arm around you and let you rest your head on his shoulder. “You’re cold.”He mumbled, holding you tighter.

The nurse came in to wake him up every hour and a half since sleep was bad for concussions.You barely got any sleep, more focused on listening to make sure his heartbeat was steady.

Rafe and Kelce came at seven in the morning with coffee and donuts, a container of chocolate flavored yogurt for Topper.Rafe had stuffed one of your backpacks full of clothes, grabbing whatever he thought would bring you comfort.

He had grabbed you a new shirt from his closet, a mint blue and purple striped polo that was pretty long on him which meant it would fit you like a baggy dress, spraying it with his cologne.

He grabbed your facewash for you, a hairbrush, some hair ties, some socks, soft pants and some loose fitting shirts.He felt a little guilty for looking through your bras and underwear but he knew he couldnt just not bring you some, grabbing a few random ones and stuffing them in the bag.

He grabbed your polaroid camera and a few of your photos, thinking that you might show them to Topper.You were glad to be able to change into some pants, thanking him quietly and slipping in the bathroom to change, sighing when you noticed how wattery and irritated your eyes looked, changing into the shirt that you had seen Rafe wear a couple of times, sniffing it and feeling a calm sensation run through your body.

You sat at the foot of the bed, pulling your knees to your chest as you drank your coffee, taking long, slow blinks.That had been your first day without sleep.It wasnt until the third day that Kelce and Rafe were becoming really concerned.

It had began to rain outside, Kelce and Rafe were trying to convince you to leave and go home. “No.”You answered, sitting in one of the chairs.Topper was asleep.“No-no, you.We’re going home- dont give me that look.You can come back tomorrow but tonight you’re going to sleep in your bed, okay?”Kelce asked, not really giving you any options, picking up your bag.

 “No.”You repeated, wanting to scream when he grabbed your arm, bringing you outside the room. “(Y/N), you havent slept in days.Just come home.”Rafe tried to convince you, going on to explain that you could ride with him or Kelce and then tomorrow the three of you would go into Rafe’s truck and Kelce could drive your car back to your house so you didnt have to worry about it.

You agreed eventually, going back into the room to say bye to Topper, kissing his cheek. “Hey, dont worry about me.Got it?If I find out you were worrying about me im gonna break all your flower pots.”He threatened, a small grin on his face.

You had decided to drive with Kelce, holding his hand as he drove on the wet roads.He was careful to drive slowly so he wouldnt freak you out, informing you that Rafe was going to go stop at a Papa Ginos to grab you guys dinner.

Your house felt foreign to you, the couch not comfy anymore.Kelce frowned, noticing your discomfort. The anxiety felt like it was eating away at your brain.Kelce tried to think of a way to help, the thoughts not coming so easy to him anymore.

The stress was building up inside of him, the stress from dealing with everyone elses problems combining with his own. “Come on.”He grabbed your hand, bringing you upstairs.

Your legs were tired from being held to your chest or bent at uncomfortable angles so you could lay in the hospital bed.He opened the door to your bedroom. “Lay down.”He told you, hoping his voice hadnt come across as creepy.

You raised your eyebrows, not understanding why he was telling you to do this but going along with it anyways.He got onto the bed next to you, wrapping an arm around your toso, one of his legs resting across your thighs with his head directly under your chin.

 “What are you doing?”You asked.You couldnt deny it, it was quite a comfortable position. “Im trying to help.I saw this thing on Tik Tok the other day that if you lay on someone its like a weighted blanket and helps with stress.”He explained, pulling your comforter up over your bodies.

It only took you a matter of seconds to fall asleep, Kelce grinning.The feeling of cuddling someone helped him too, a small sigh escaping his lips as he closed his eyes as well, falling asleep before Rafe pulled into your driveway with a pizza in the backseat.

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[mobiuspurpose]

Im just really bored so im just gonna answer all of this wonderful marvel ask game made my @natasharomanovf 🖤🤍❤️

MARVEL ASK GAME

Sam Wilson: Favourite film?

Captain America: Civil War! I can rewatch this over and over again and not get tired of it!

Bucky Barnes: Favourite character?

Oooh! This is a hard one. I have so many D: but right now I would risk anything for Mobius’ Happiness!! So MOBIUS M. MOBIUS!

Wanda Maximoff: Favourite pairing/ship?

Hee hee.. Stucky! Sambucky! Scarlet Vision! Pepperony! And Lokius!❤️‍🔥 (im not ashamed)

Vision: TFATWS or WV?

NOOO! I LOVE BOTH!! But since WandaVision is what pulled me in to MCU even more I would pick WANDAVISION! Plus the WandaVision Soundtrack is still stuck in my head! Plssss… wandavision wawandavision~

Monica Rambeau: What future marvel project are you most excited for?

Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness!

Darcy Lewis: Best fight scene?

Theres soo many!! Oh god, but I think, everything that happens in Avengers Age of Ultron!! End Game and InfinityWars is super cool too!!

Natasha Romanoff: Favourite character ark?

Bucky 😌 i lov him

T’Challa: Who is the most powerful in the MCU?

WANDA! Change my mind!

Steve Rogers: If you could change anything in the MCU what would it be?

Tony Stark surviving Endgame and seeing Morgan grow :(

Tony Stark: Team Cap or Team Iron Man?

TEAM IRON MAN!

Thor: Least favourite film/character?

Im sorry yall gonna hate me for this but Guardians of the Galaxy is at my bottom list..

Peter Parker: Favourite villain?

LOKI. LOKI. LOKI.

Shuri: What character would you like to see a spin-off film/show for?

More Steve, Bucky and Sam pls! This would be so chaotic and pls add Zemo too!

Loki: Favourite quote?

“What is grief if not love perservering?”

This quote yall broke my heart into pieces!

Bruce Banner: If you were in the MCU what superpower would you want?

I want to try one of Iron Mans suits. :)

Dr. Strange: Favourite movie moment?

Theres too many to mention but I would say those parts that involved goofiness of their characters.

Maria Rambeau: A character you changed your opinion on?

Steve Rogers! I used to hate him when he left Bucky but I finally understands later at the end..

Carol Danvers: Favourite marvel blogs?

Ooh all the gifmakers marvel blogs out there! I love you all!!

Gamora: Something you love about the fandom?

Very hilarious! Very creative! The amount of jokes and fanfics here in this fandom is so filled up up to the brim!!

Rocket Raccoon: Something you dislike about the fandom?

The comic scholars and complainers.. like let people enjoy what they can take.. and be thankful for whatever content.. I can go on and elaborate this more but not now..

Valkyrie: Do you have any fan casts?

Hmm not at this moment i cant think of anyone..

Nick Fury: Favourite headcanons?

Oooh hmm theres so many!!!

Scott Lang: Any question you want to ask!

This is supposed to be for asks but I answered them all by myself since im super bored!! 🤣 This was so fun!

If anyone knows more marvel asks like this pls tag me to it! Id love to do another one of this!! Thanks!

[miragold123]

A collection of my favorite Phineas and Ferb quotes

I, for one, am starting to get bored and boredom is something up of which I will not put. (Rollercoaster)

Is my nose really that pointy? (Are You My Mummy?)

Follow-up single? Who do you think we are, some two-bit hacks who will keep writing new songs just because you pay us obscene amounts of cash?! Phineas and the Ferb-Tones are strictly a one-hit wonder! Good day to you, sir! (Flop Starz)

Um, that man isn't wearing any clothes. (Toy to the World)

You won't tell me? Is this because you don't speak or are you just being a jerk? (One Good Scare Ought To Do It!)

Of course, then I discovered girls and the rest is a blur. (The Ballad of Bad Beard)

Hey, Dad, can we help? Well, I'm afraid not, unless you can preform miracles. What's your budget? (Dude, We're Getting The Band Back Together)

Think of all the practical applications a caveman can have in the modern world. ... Actually, you know, besides politics, I can't think of anything. (Boyfriend from 27,000 B.C.)

I can't hear you! My cheeks are covering my ears! (Out to launch)

I lost her to a boy bigger fingers... (Out to Launch)

It got up... and it danced away. (Out of Toon)

Hey, wait a minute. Everyone. That British kid is saying something really, really... boring (The Lake Nose Monster)

Your hot dog is no match for my bratwurst! (Backyard Aquarium)

Nothing says "mothers love" like a giant robotic platypus butt. (Perry Lay's an Egg)

I'm sorry, all questions must be phrased in the form of an answer. (Let's Take A Quiz)

So, how about that airline food? (Cheer Up, Candace)

It occurred to me while I was on fire. (Cheer Up, Candace)

Well, if you reverse engineer the human heart, you're bound to find love at its core. And gross, smushy red stuff. Yes, love and gross, smushy red stuff. And ventricles! Actually, I think ventricles is already included in gross, squishy red stuff. (What Do It Do?)

Well, next time you can do all the cooking, and I'll stand around coming up with evil plans that ultimately fail. (Nerdy Dancin')

Nice? Aw, now I got to go do something to balance out the universe. See you on the news. (Hip Hip Parade)

The problem with you is: you're completely delusional. (Wizard of Odd)

Yeah, see, 'cause, 'cause he hit him. I'm not an idiot, Charles. (The Beak)

There was no rug, sir. (Phineas and Ferb-Busters!)

Give up? Give up?! The day may come when we'll give up on fruitless searches after a mere eleven minutes, but that day is not today! The day may come when our favorite reptile may be lost from our memories and his enduring love of mushrooms forgotten, but that day is not today! Today we search! We will search for him in the streets, we will search for him in the trenches, we will search for him in the alleys and the mini-malls and the cul-de-sacs of this fair land. We'll search for him in the multilevel car parks and municipal recreational facilities. And we few. We happy few. We small band of brothers — and girl from across the street. We shall not cease 'til he is found! (The Lizard Whisperer)

If the molecular splitter doesn't just disappear when this is over, we should really consider destroying it. (Split Personality)

I'm kicking my own butt! (Brain Drain)

Look! A sponge and a starfish! There's gotta be something we can make out of this! (Summer Belongs to You)

Maldito seas, Perry el ornitorrinco! (The Great Indoors)

If I had a nickel for every time I was doomed by a puppet, I'd had two nickels. Which isn't a lot, but it's weird that it happened twice, right? (Across the Second Dimension)

You know, my crimes against humanity had just completely slipped my mind. (Across the Second Dimension)

I've got a date with destiny, and it ain't going to end with a kiss! (The Belly of the Beast)

"Don't believe everything you read." Words to live by. (Magic Carpet Ride)

So what would you do with my hair? Nothing. It's perfect the way it is. Wow, you are good. Girlfriend, please. (Bad Hair Day)

Now, Candace, your brothers have issued a gold-based currency which has seriously devalued the euro. What do you do? (Perry the Actorpus)

Oh! I am sorry, Phineas. I seem to have broken your fire. (Phineas and Ferb Family Christmas)

Space is cold and unforgiving, like my father. (Ferb TV)

Woah, hey, hold it! What's with the banjo? Traveling music. Where are they going? Alabama? (Excaliferb)

You know what I like about our friends? We say things like, "We're gonna douse you in ant pheromones." And they're just like, "Okay, whatever." They're so cool. (Gi-Ants)

He's gonna John Wilkes my Booth! (Let's Bounce)

Phineas, go! Ice chalet! (Bully Bromance Breakup)

Tell me she was deported! (Buford Confidential)

Aw, look at the little guy. What's the fastest way I can transfer all my assets into his name. (Meapless in Seattle)

Why, yes. How about a romantic dinner for two? Wanna sip, Phineas? Oh, no, thanks. Oh, okay. I understand. You know, you want to keep yourself open to other drink options. I get it. Actually, I didn't want to say anything in front of anybody, but, it's, I don't like zucchini. Oh. (Doofapus)

Dr. D will be so proud! Assuming he survives the cataclysm. (Norm Unleashed)

Hey, guys, I landed up here. Should I come down? No! Throw down that vine. ...  NO! Just one end. Okay, but I don't know what you're gonna do with half of a vine. Is it me? It is him, right? Buford, pull. ... On the vine. Oops, sorry. It's him. (Where's Perry? (Part 2))

It was at that point I decided to stop narrating. (What'd I Miss)

Ha-ha-ha! We're just having fun with you! That wasn't the real Balloony! It wasn't? No, of course not! The real Balloony popped three weeks ago! (This is Your Backstory)

Norm you monster! Can't you see I'm in pain?! (This is Your Backstory)

I was heading to a golden land of opportunity; a land with a pioneering spirit which welcomed misfits like me! But I ended up in America instead. (This is Your Backstory)

Yeah, we all know the song... But I'm not exactly sure how. (Fly on the Wall)

Ooh, I hope they do not have a male dancer popping out of it. They asked, but they couldn't afford me. (Happy Birthday, Isabella)

Don't ever make Phineas angry. You wouldn't like it when he's angry. (Mission Marvel)

I want your father to disown you and adopt me! (Thanks, but No Thanks)

Yes, the universe is constantly expanding. But what is it expanding into? Oooooooh... Okay, now my mind is blown. (Cheers for Fears)

We can formally begin courting. (Steampunx)

Behold! The I-Don't-Care-inator! (Live and Let Drive)

Yu-rah-noose, check. Buford, that is not how it is pronounced. It is on this channel. (The Inator Method)

Seriously? Someone moved the Earth and it wasn't you? Not this time, no. (Phineas and Ferb Save Summer)

This must be a special episode. He's yelling at his sister again. (Phineas and Ferb Save Summer)

Look, I'm shakin' bacon! You like that? It's a call back to something I didn't even hear! (Night of the Living Pharmacist)

🎶It's just about the time spent together. With you~ 🎶(Last Day of Summer)

[sophiexteresa]

Thomas Sanders Instagram Q&A Transcript

From @thatsthat24’s Instagram story, 25/8/2020. Questions in bold. Text added to the story in (parenthesis/brackets), and descriptive info in *italics*. I tried uploading the video(s) too, but Tumblr is having issues, so here’s the transcript only! 

Thomas: I had some time this evening so I figured, hey, why not? Another lil’ Q an’ A, so if you want to ask a question *posh French voice* be my guest!

When approximately will the next sanders sides be out? Very good question! Uh, we are aiming this for a late September release, that’s what we’re all working towards.

Favourite musical you have been in or just favourite musical in general? This is really tough, I can’t decide. I’m between Rent where I was in the ensemble, Peter Pan where I played Slightly Soiled, which was just one of the lost boyos — boyos? Boys — and, uh, Into The Woods where I played Cinderella’s prince and that’s where Roman’s first costume came from.

Are you ever gonna due your hair purple again? I loved it! Yes! I miss the purple hair too.

Do you love me? *laughing* Yes of course! I do love me.

What would each of the sides’ reaction be to seeing the Grand Canyon? *speaking very quickly* Roman would be revelling that we made the journey, Patton would be marvelling at the memories being made, Logan would be telling you to look at these fascinating signs for important information, Virgil would be telling you to ‘get back from those cliffs!’, Janus would be telling you to take pictures to make it look like you’re next to the cliff, ‘for clout’, and Remus would be like *Remus voice* ‘you could push somebody and get away with it’.

Also when will we get more Picani, I miss him? You and me both, Bri, and honestly with the amount of amazing cartoons that have come out recently *sighs while smiling* yeah, I am a-hankering (?) to get back to Emile!

How have you been doing, like really? Mental health is important as you teach us: I feel like everybody’s kinda struggling with mental health right now, especially people in the USA with COVID. Uhm *clears throat* for me I continuously struggle with the balance between work and leisure time, um, social media makes that difficult, blurs the lines, and I’m working on it.

Do you have any tattoos? Umm, I don’t, uh, I struggle with the permanence of tattoos. And like do I, can I, make a decision that I like? But! There are tattoos that I might like. Where I’d put them, I have no idea, umm, but I think like, maybe like, little stars!

What rank of “Gay” are you? Big gay? What rank? *speechless pause* uh... General. You know? I wanna do my duty. Come back a hero. An all-American Queero *gets an idea* *roughly quoting Hamilton* Queer comes the General!

Can you please make Logan day something Patton would say? *Logan’s voice* Something Patton would say? Umm... please, I request more baked goods from the kitchen so that I can fill Thomas’s body with more trans-fats at 3 am. I don’t know, I don’t like this game.

Have you ever dated a girl? *awkward silence* I have. It was pretty uneventful.

Do you miss your friends? *laughs* Oh... *face crumples as if he’s about to cry*

What are you voice acting in or are you now allowed to say? Not until tomorrow.

When did you know you were gay? I think I answered this one on the last Q&A, but it was early. I was like, 9 or 10 at least.

When will we see Gavin? Gavin has started school! He’s back in his hometown, so I don’t know when I’m gonna see him. He’s still getting taller — I can actually include a picture of him that his mom sent me after he got a new little hairdo *insert photo of an awesome Gavin here*

Do you miss vine? For like, sentimental reasons, yes. Uh, I mean, technically it had its issues and I don’t miss being restricted to 6 seconds anymore *laughs*

What has been your favourite part of the day? My favourite part of today was actually... I came up with this last minute short video, and I got it done and I sent it to some friends and they really liked it. I have to save it until Thursday thought, but it’s just nice to come up with stuff that makes your friends laugh.

Janus acting like Remus? *Remus’ voice* Remus here! Looks like the Dukey just dropped in! *Remus’ laugh* *Takes a breath and snaps into Janus’ character* I spend a lot of time with him so I’ve had a lot of practise.

Why do I feel like we’re gonna have another angsty Virgil moment? When is Virgil not being angsty...?

Please can you say trans rights? Uh, heck yah trans rights! I, uh, this one was very simple but I wanted to say it!

Do you think Virgil would be into anime? Actually, if you remember from, uh, Accepting Anxiety, uh, part 2, there’s actually a Death Note poster in his room, so he definitely likes some anime.

Hi! Can you say hola to the Hispanic fanders in el vecindario fander? Please? We love you! Oh my gosh, *a very naturally american pronunciation* hola! that’s very kind of you guys. I appreciate all of the support you guys give, and I love all of you guys. 

STORYTIME! I love you: *upbeat voice* Storytime! I love you back.

How gay are you? Like, 15 gay! I rank General! 

How did you end up meeting and babysitting Gavin? Gavin is actually Leo’s nephew, so he would come up here, uh, during the holidays or during the summer, and alternate being baby-sat between me and Leo’s mom - his grandma.

What was the inspo for Janus’ outfit? Ooh, that’s a really good question, uh... Joan had a vision in their mind for almost kind of like this early 20th century or late 19th century kinda Jack the Ripper vibe.

Any advice for gaybies to fit in with society? Don’t apologise for being yourself. If people have an issue, that’s their issue that they have to work through. Do not apologise for being yourself. 

What type of gay are you? (Math gay, plant gay, caffine gay, etc): Wait, there’s such thing as a math gay? I am absolutely that, and I feel like I’m just gonna be naming traits about myself but I’m a trivia gay, a driving gay, apparently a math gay, a Disney gay *laughs* and a theatre gay.

Not a question but I’m glad to be alive at the same time as someone as great as you: Dude, this stuff is really sweet. *laughs* That’s really sweet, umm, trust me, I feel the same way about all of you. Honestly.

Why don’t you own a doggo yet? I... went to Petsmart today - I didn’t get an animal, but like... I’m thinking about it and this question is like... hmmm...

I’ve run out of cartoons to watch, any recommendations? Owl house! Owl house, owl house. I just tried it, and I immediately got hooked. Infinity train’s also a really good one, duck tales is amazing, and I’m getting ready to start Tangled: the animated series, so *shrugs*.

What is Patton’s opinion on rats? *adorable Patton voice, slowly zooming in on his face* They are tiny little squishy precious babies!!!

How do I ask people for their pronouns? I don’t know, I mean, I don’t think it’s like a big deal? I hope we could get to the point where we could just be like ‘what are your pronouns?’ and then they would tell you, and then you’d just, you know, carry on the rest of your conversation. 

A circle has no bounds and it’s the same with your beauty: This is really precious, and it of course came from Nash (?) who is a poet, he published a lot of wonderful, wonderful poems on twitter, they are are amazing, and you are once again far too sweet, Nash. 

Dream role? This is a pretty broad question, so maybe dream theatrical role would be Sweeny Todd, dream movie role would be anything in the marvel universe, uh, really just give me anything in any voice acting role, *smiling mischievously* egg rolls are also really good.

Can Remus please say ‘I am the sand guardian, guardian of the sand’? *Remus voice* I am the sand guardian, guardian of the sand! (love that vine)

Are there still plans for the Roman series? *nods* Oh, yeah, yeah, it was definitely hindered by COVID, uh, as was this Sanders Asides episode that’s coming up, which is why it’s taking longer in the editing stage, it is our, uh... strategy, for circumventing the obstacle, and we hope you like it.

Are we still getting an August playlist? Uh, heck yah you are! But honestly, actually, if you guys have any suggestions I should include in the playlist, lemme know! I’d be happy to get some suggestions - but yes. You will be definitely getting one.

May I please see your feet? *confused, slightly disgusted expression* *begins to move the camera away from his face* *holds up a tape measure, extended to 1 foot long* *grins*

Any shows on Netflix to recommend? Umbrella Academy is really good, Dragon Prince, uh, She-Ra, of course, umm The Hollow (?) is really cool, there’s a documentary about video games called High Score, that was really fun.

Roman, who would you say the gayest side is? *Roman’s voice* Oh, we’re all equally gay, okay? *chuckles* it’s a sexuality, not a personality trait. *takes a breath and speaks quickly* I’m just kidding it’s *sings* meeeeee!

If you were not a YouTuber, what would you see yourself doing and why? Uh, maybe putting my chemical engineering degree to some use. *laughs awkwardly* Uh, I went to school for 5 years for that one.

Like you literally make me so flipping happy: I’m glad! I don’t know what I’m doing to do that, but the feeling is absolutely mutual. 

Can we have Virgil saying “Falsehood”? *hair already over one eye, in Virgil’s voice* Uh, c’mon, okay, sure. *very quietly and unenthusiastically* falsehood. Is that good? Is that? I don’t know, I don’t wanna steal his bit.

Which Sanders Side do you feel you embody most? Ah, I would probably say it’s either Patton or Roman because Patton can be definitely me, all the time, just really enthusiastic about things and finding things cute, but Roman... Roman’s sensitivity, oh. That’s me. 

What was the first job you had? I actually worked as a page in a library! A- pages basically just kinda like, shelve books, check books out; it’s one of the chillest jobs I’ve ever had, one of my favourites, and my dad always had a lovely dad joke for it: ‘you’re working as a page, when do you get promoted to a book?’

How tall are you? I usually say 5ft 10, but I think I’m trying to be a little more realistic with myself. And I’m probably 5ft 9 and a half. *zooms in on his face, staring into the camera* I’m holding onto that half a foot for all dear life. 

DROP THE SKIN ROUTINE PLEASE! This is very sweet, uh, I, *laughs nervously*, uh, I use Curology? They’re very nice. Umm, just... different kinds of lotion, I guess. (I suppose I should write down what I do lol)

Can we get a FALSEHOOD? *is standing* *clears throat* *points upwards from his eyeline* FALSEHOOD! 

Do you have a boyfriend if not are you planning on dating soon? I do not, uh, dating is kinda difficult right now midst COVID, you know, kinda tough... love... in the time of Corona... umm, but, you know, option’s open.

When was your first kiss? I’m sure I’ve answered this somewhere, it was in high school, I might have been 15 or 16. It was with a girl. *Shakes head* And all I can remember is hitting teeth. A lot.

Can we get a super super vague hint about the new Asides episode?  Alright, I’m getting ready to end the Q&A, so this, you know, if you’ve made it so far you deserve this super vague answer, umm... it includes a side that was not in the last episode. (This isn’t much, I apologise lol)

Thomas: And that is it for this evening! Thank you so much, you guys, for watching. I know some of you are still over in Europe watching and it’s like 4 in the morning, and I need to go to bed so thank you all so much for your questions - I gotta do this more often ‘cause I really enjoy it. Love you guys, gals, and non-binary pals. Peace out!

[asteriismos]

all your love - bill denbrough

warning(s) : professor! bill denbrough, sexual undertones but no smut, making out, my nerdy english side jumped out on this one

authors note : the reader is about 20 in this and bill is around 35-36 is. ooh scandalous

words : 3k ish

summary : bill is the new english professor at your college

upon getting your schedule for your second semester of your sophomore year of college, you asked some of your older friends if they’d have some of your teachers. they said that your humanities teacher was really nice and that your psych teacher was a really hard grader. nothing was out of the ordinary until they got to professor denbrough, whom they knew nothing about.

what was even stranger was that they had never heard that last name in their life. he was going to be your writing composition teacher for the semester, and others who took the class had no idea who you were talking about when you asked about the mysterious professor.

so you had to go into the class without knowing anything, and you didn’t know if that excited you or scared you. because what if he was a terrible teacher because it was his first year, and he was some kind of patronizing man that would give you problems all year. you wanted to be a writer, and in order to do that you needed to get this degree, you couldn’t fail this class. 

you opened up the door to the lecture hall for this new class with professor denbrough. behind you was your dorm roomate alyssa, who was the only other person you knew in this class. both of you made your way to the middle of the large room and sat down next to each other, taking out your books and setting your laptop on the desk in case you had to write some notes. 

you still had nothing to expect. 

a few minutes went by and finally a man walked into the room, one hand holding a binder and the other running through his hair. he was tall, averaged build man who looked to be in his mid thirties. his hair had a slight wave to it and a little bit of grey strands that you could tell he attempted to hide every time he ran his hand through it. he was sporting a dark blue buttoned up collared shirt and black slacks, also wearing ray ban style glasses.

some of the girls behind you giggled, obviously excited that their teacher looked the way that he did. even you felt your eyes on him for a little bit too long. soon enough, he was turning around to face all of you with a smile on his face. his pearly white teeth were striking. 

“good afternoon, i’m professor denbrough,” he spoke, in a calm and collected voice. though the tapping of his hands against the desk he leaned on showed otherwise. he was nervous. 

the class stayed silent as he began to pace slowly in front of the seats, making eye contact with a few students as he did. “i am a writer of f-four books so f-far,” he stopped to chuckle to himself. he made a shrugging motion with his shoulders. “what you will come to learn of m-me is that i have a slight s-s-stutter. that’s w-why i became a writer : so i didn’t have to speak.” professor denbrough smiled a little to signal that it was a poor attempt at a joke

a few students laughed a little bit, including you.

your professor went on in his little introduction, revealing a little bit about himself here and there. his first name was bill, he is in the beginnings of a new book ( which is a horror novel like his others ), he grew up in maine, and he was here as a favor to some friends in the english department. 

the rest of the class went on for the scheduled two hours, nothing really out of the ordinary. you could tell that he was new to this, just in the way that he talked to the class casually instead of professionally. all in all, it wasn’t a terrible class. and by the looks of it, it seemed like it would be fun too. professor denbrough was a writer and a published author, meaning that he could possibly help you with your own personal writing. 

the clock ticked and ticked until it was finally three. the professor glanced at the clock and cleared his throat, “all right. for your first assignment, write a two to three page paper on the author that first inspired you. it can be about anyone, like the author of the harry potter books or dickens, d-doesn’t matter. i want to hear about how that author inspired you in their own, unique way. h-have a good day everyone.” the students around you stood up and made their way out of the classroom. 

you packed up your things and stood up as well, waiting for alyssa to get her bag slung around her shoulder so you could make it back to your dorm room. while you waited, you snuck a glance at professor denbrough, who sat at his desk with his chin resting on his left hand. his eyes scanned along the paper he was reading and in one quick movement, he was looking up to meet your eyes. you reverted your eyes, a dark blush falling onto your cheeks since you were caught looking at him. 

luckily, alyssa was ready and you walked with her out of the classroom, not sparing another glance at the professor. 

-

two weeks past by and you turned in your assignment to professor denbrough a week ago, and you had yet to get it back. but as soon as you walked in the classroom, you heard him say to another student that was in the front row that he would give them back at the end of class. alyssa wasn’t with you this time since she got sick with some kind of flu earlier this week, so you were here alone today.

class was boring for the most part, the professor went on with his lecture about influential writers and their impacts on the writing community. it was interesting, but you felt lonely without alyssa there beside you. you sipped on your coffee - which was the only thing really fueling you since alyssa kept you up all night with her throwing up - and watched as professor denbrough did his usual pacing in the front of the room. 

class ended and he passed out your classes papers. he walked next to your seat and gave you a kind smile, sifting through the papers in his hands. 

one of them was threatening to fall and you reached out to grab it. he must’ve seen it too, beecause he also reached for it and your hands brushed against each other for a moment. you gave him a small smile and retracted your hand, but he looked at the name on the paper and set it down on your desk. it was your paper. 

“must’ve b-been fate or s-something,” bill said with a grin, then turned and started looking through the papers to give to the girls behind you. 

you silently nodded, looking at the pen markings on your paper of the notes he made. overall, they were pretty postitive, you earned an A. 

proud of your work, you shimmied the paper into your folder and gathered your things. a text notification rung from your phone in your jean pocket and you took it out, seeing that it was a text from alyssa. if we get back our papers today, can you get mine for me? you texted back a thumbs up emoji and turned to where the professor had been only a few minutes before. but he was already at the opposite end of the classroom. 

you waited for everyone to file out of the room and walked to his desk where he was sitting. you watched him grab for his glasses that were set neatly on a stack of books on the corner of the desk.

“hi, professor,” you greeted, offering another smile his way. “i was wondering if you could give me alyssa’s essay? i'm her roommate and she’s out with the flu.”

“sure, let me just get it out,” he said, maneuvering in his seat to look through his bag. you thought that this would be a silent interaction, but he pushed for more small talk. “for a moment i thought you were coming to talk about your paper.”

“oh, why is that sir?” he looked up from his bag. “you can call me bill when classes are over. i hate the formality of ‘sir’, don’t you think it’s a little demeaning to the person saying it?” it was a rhetorical question, because he went on to say, “your paper was very interesting. there wasn’t one other person who chose fitzgerald, a lot of people chose austen or salinger, i even got a few shakespeares, but not you. why is that?”

you shrugged your shoulders. “the great gatsby was one of the best books i’ve ever read in my life. but don’t look down on salinger, sir- i mean bill, the catcher in the rye was also marvelous.” you gave him a sly smile. it wasn’t often that you got to talk about authors with someone. sure, alyssa liked to read and write but she wasn’t as much of a fanatic like you are. 

bill chuckled to himself and pulled out alyssa’s essay, keeping it in his hands for a moment to scan over it. “even your roomate picked shakespeare, she quotes romeo and juliet a lot in this.”

“well, alyssa is a hopeless romantic. and romeo and juliet is a classic,” you beamed, shifting back in forth on your heels a tiny bit. 

“and you’re not?”

“what was that?” you cocked your head to the side. 

“you’re not a hopeless romantic? the great gatsby is a love story too, you know.” you laughed, “a tragic one. but then again, i guess all love stories are tragic in their own way.”

the professor nodded his head, smile never leaving his face as he handed you the essay. “have a good day, y/n. if you ever need help with writing, my office door is always open.”

“thank you, professor.”

-

your shoes padded against the cool tile of the empty hallway, bringing you closer to the door with the name denbrough next to the door handle. it was seven thirty and his office hours were done in thirty minutes. it wasn’t the first time that you’ve been here either, you were here three other times over the past two weeks just to talk to him about your writing. in a way he was your mentor. 

a really nice, and handsome mentor. 

it was really wrong to think of your professor in that way and you knew it, but your fantasies raged on. the most prevalent was when you would be sitting close to him and you would think about how his lips would feel against your neck, trailing down your stomach . . . you shook your head, getting those thoughts out of your head as much as you can as you opened the door slowly. 

bill was sitting at his desk, scattered along it were papers and half read books stacked on the corners. there was also two different mugs filled with coffee next to him, along with the smell of fresh being made in a tiny coffee pot by the window. his office was on the third floor of the building, in some tucked away corner. you could tell that they tried to make room for him the best they could, since slowly over time the office became more homey than before. 

there were some plants that stood against the mohogany walls and greeted you as you walked in and closed the door. bill looked at you and waved his hand for you to come over and sit at the seat across from where he was seated behind his desk. 

“do you w-want some coffee?” he offered, motioning to the coffee pot that was almost done making a full pot. you laughed and shook your head, setting down your bag and taking a seat. 

“i'm okay, don’t you think it’s a little late for coffee, professor?” you asked him, raising an eyebrow. you knew that he liked to be called bill during these little sessions that you had, but it still felt slightly strange to call your professor by his first name. especially since no other professor ever asked you to do so. but as he said before, he wasn’t really a professor, he was new to this. 

bill shook his head and closed the folder of papers he was looking at. his eyes found yours and he smiled, “not really for me, y/n. i work better at night. you’ll start to learn that as you start writing more often, writers work better at night when there isn’t anything to disturb them.”

you only nodded, eyes scanning the books on his desk. your eyes lit up when you spotted one, grabbing for it. “you’re rereading the great gatsby?” 

bill leaned over the desk and snatched it from your hands, cheeks reddening. “let’s just s-say you inspired me t-to read it again.”

“i'm flattered,” you teased, smirking at his red cheeks. “didn’t know that i had that much of an effect on you, sir.” you brushed off your obvious flirting by reaching down to your bag to grab your laptop. usually what happened is that he looked over some of the writing you did over the days you didn’t see him and give you notes and pointers, as well as ask you questions to get you motivated to write more. 

he didn’t answer, only moving to the other chair close to you. “you h-have no idea,” he muttered under his breath, almost as if he didn’t want you to hear what he had just said. but you did, which made the smirk on your face stay there. 

ten minutes went by and you watched him look over your work, hums of contentness coming past his lips every so often. at this point, he was so engulfed in your work that you didn’t even bother to conceal your staring, your eyes traving up and down his face, landing on his lips and wondering what he tasted like. 

this wasn’t usually like you, lusting over an older man. and your teacher, someone who could get into a lot of trouble if you two did anything. but there was a certain appeal about the thought of sneaking around with bill. the thrill of possibly getting caught. 

he felt your eyes on him and looked at you, turning in his seat. “something on your m-mind, y/n?” he asked you.

your eyes widened, shaking your head, “no, s-sorry professor.” 

you waited for him to say something, but instead he leaned forward and decreased the space in between you two to pull you in for a kiss. your lips hit his and you gasped, hand coming to grab for his shoulder. 

your professor was kissing you. 

and you liked it more than you were willing to admit. 

his hand snaked to the small of your back, nudging you to stand up from your seat. you obliged, standing up and feeling him guide you to the end of his desk. you jumped up onto the desk and wrapped your legs around his waist, still kissing him. 

his lips trailed down your jawline all the way down to the edge of your shirt, leaving wet, open mouthed kisses everywhere he could access. your hands reached up to grab his hair, pulling on it as a soft, desperate noise left your lips. 

that familiar fire you felt in your stomach that you usually got when you were fantasizing about this moment was beginning to appear, the more his teeth grazed along your neck and hands reached under your shirt. 

he trailed back to your lips and captured you in yet another desperate kiss, this time with more passion than the last one. his tongue trailed along your bottom lip, to which you obliged by opening your mouth and feeling it lip in and prod against your own. 

you pushed your hips against his, halfway off the desk so that you could rub your clothed center against the hardening in his pants. a soft groan left his lips along with a tiny fuck and repeated the grinding motion against your hips. 

you hissed at the relief you were feeling, wanting more and more of your professor. but he pulled away from you, keeping his face close to yours as he spoke. “we should s-s-” he sighed, trying to get the words out. his stutter always acted up when he was anxious. “stop before i c-can’t handle m-myself.”

your expression saddened, hands falling down to grab his face. 

“I'm sorry professor, i didn’t mean to-”

“no! on the contrary y/n, you don’t know how long i’ve wanted this. it’s just that the janitor is supposed to come in a few minutes to sweep the floor and he never knocks,” bill said, grabbing your face and pressing another kiss to your lips, helping you get down from the desk. 

you made an oh expression with your face and nodded, going to grab for your things. your hands were shaking, and your lips missed the feeling of his on them. you wished that you guys could’ve gotten further but he was right, it was too risky right now. 

as if on cue, the door opened from the janitor coming in. you grabbed your bag and slung it around your shoulder, waving to bill as you walked towards the door. 

“oh and y/n?” bill said.

you turned to face him. “what, professor denbrough?”

“if you want m-more time with my expertise, please c-come a little earlier and we can get farther . . . in your w-writing,” he said, giving you a slight grin. you grinned back at him with a nod, turning on your heel and walking out of his office. 

until next time.