#wouldnt want to make it worse by being a sore loser

[firestorm09890]

The still image of Zexion with his head resting on the arm of his chair after losing in multiplayer 358/2 Days was already very funny but it's even funnier knowing that the full animation has him slam his fist down in frustration and only after making sure no one else is watching

[fecto-forgo]

how do u see zan interacting with susie, magolor and marx

OH THIS IS FUNNN

first of all all instances we have of zan interacting w ppl consist of her insulting them (i think her form of insulting is so funny btw.she fully acknowledges others skills but seems all competitive abt it at the end n most of her nicknames arent even related to her competitive sore loser-ness.she just hates ppl anyways.why is she like this.) so im p sure she has the social skills of moldy cardboard

susie:i think zan would find her.the most tolerable? i mostly picture the mages interacting w wave 3, n she finds taranza (keeps trying to relate to her n his overly open emotional bonding is making her uncomfortable) n magolor (have had beef since childhood w each other)(more on that up ahead!) to be extremely obnoxious while susie doesnt comment on anything regarding her or tries being annoying on purpose, but ultimately zan sees susie as just "okay" bc she much prefers talking to her sisters, susie on the other hand has some.kinda lesbian fueled fascination? w her? she thinks she seems cool but pitiful but mean but naive but insane, faraway observation kinda crush, most of her attempts to make any moves completely fail bc zan doesnt understand anything shes trying to get at, i imagine the longer this goes on the worse susie is doing, ironically the more desperate she gets to get zan to get a hint the more calm zan gets around her bc as far as shes seeing things susie likes talking to her lol

tl dr susie rly wants this to be some epic yuri, zan thinks theyre acquaintances n that susie just has a tendency to say weird things like shes expecting a reply sometimes.if this yuri was successful theyd be that one image like "hi me n my girlfriend saw you from the other side of the club! n we like fucking HATE your vibe."

magolor:theres this one nifty theory magolor spent some amount of time at the jamba cult in the past, its a theory i borrow from my bestie n its been a while since shes explained it fresh to me, so if anyones interested i can always waterboard it until she explains it to me again so i can share it lol.anyways maggie spent some time as some kinda fourth sibling to the mages, i think zan liked him back then, shes a natural at being an older sister figure n she cherishes hyness n her sisters a lot in canon (only ppl shes affectionate towards n shes v expressive abt it), so she treated magolor similarly, till he either escaped or got the boot from hyness (i personally picture he was just obnoxiously curious? over questioning is a big deal in religion.so rly either realized this was a cult or hyness got tired of him), whereas shed just.grow to absolutely despise him bc thats betrayal of faith n betrayal of them to her, hyness wouldnt be happy w magolor specially n zan would see his word as the holy law, magolor seems to dislike the mages as well in a couple tweets, so i feel he also grew to dislike them, so they just.hate each other now they met again lol.magolor thinks pissing her off on purpose is hilarious n zan rly rly RLY wants to maim him.but kirby said they need to be friends so wtv.

tl dr zan thinks hes a heretic false believer guilty of blasphemy n apostasy, magolor thinks shes an annoying blind suck up to a stupid cult religion

marx:she has no.interest in him lol.she thinks hes a little funny at times (mostly when nobody else thinks its funny) (she also thinks puns r funny but dont tell anyone she said that) but mostly looks like pointless trouble also hes friends w magolor so thats 50 negative points immediately by association.

[sicklilspidey]

Avengers don't get sick days so neither does spiderman

Peter woke up with the worst sore throat of his life. He knew he was sick, it was obvious. He mentally slapped himself for going on patrol the night before when he knew he needed to catch up on sleep.

' I guess everything is finally catching up to me' he thought.

"Peter, hurry and get dressed. I want you to eat before the bus comes" he heard May yell from the kitchen.

'ugh food, thats the last thing my throat needs' he thought

He threw on a pair of jeans he hoped were clean off the floor and grabbed a tshirt from the drawer.

He made his way to the kitchen and found May with a big grin on her face.

"Good morning honey, I made waffles!" may said.

Peter wanted to tell her he wasn't hungry but he knew that she'd ask questions and he really didn't want to be interrogated. He just wanted to make it through school and get to the tower to train with the worlds mightiest heroes. He started eating the waffles and it felt like his throat was sand paper. He cringed his face at the feel of the food going down but luckily May didnt notice. He looked up at the clock on the wall and realized the bus would be there any minute. He rushed to put his plate in the sink. He gave May a kiss on the cheek and just like that he was out the door without a word.

When peter reached his seat next to MJ on the bus he was beyond tired. MJ could tell something was up with him but decided he'd tell her if something was up eventually.

When they got to school peter wished he just stayed home. He ached everywhere, his throat was raw, and he could swear he was starting to develop a fever. He knew it was gonna be a long day but he had to pull through because Mr.Stark was expecting him at the tower right after school. He headed to first period and sat next to MJ and Ned.

"Hey loser, you look worse than you did on the bus" MJ pointed out.

Peter just shrugged. Ned passed him a note that said ' dude, are you okay. You look like death ran you over in a semi'.

Peter wrote ' throat is killing me but i gotta make it through the day for Mr. Stark'. He passed the note back to Ned. Ned read it and could only shake his head. He knew how much peter wanted to impress tony, but he just wished he wouldnt run himself into the ground in the process.

Time passed and Peter finally made it to lunch. He decided against eating to save his throat from being completely annihilated. He made it to the table and immediately laid his head down. Both MJ and Ned looked at eachother with concern. MJ finally spoke up when she saw peter shaking. "Dude, just go to the nurse. You seriously look like shit"

Peter looked up and opened his mouth to protest but all that came out was a squeak.

"I rest my case" added MJ.

Peter's body was begging for rest but he resisted like always.

His phone buzzed and he looked down to see a text from Ned.

' I'm sure he'll understand if you want to take a sick day'

Peter responded ' the avengers don't take sick days so neither does spiderman'

Ned just rolled his eyes and that was the end of the conversation.

Lunch finally finish and peter went in the direction of his last two classes.

He sent a text to Tony during his last class.

' Hey Mr.Stark, no need to send Happy to come get me. I'm just gonna swing to the tower.' it read. Tony replied a few minutes later.

' ive told you a thousand times you can call me tony. Anyway if you're positive that's what you want to do i'm not gonna stop you'

Peter knew he couldn't risk happy finding out he was sick.

When the last bell rang peter stumbled his way through the halls and out the exit by the ally. He changed into his suit and just like that he set off for the tower.

A voice echoed through the suit. "Master Parker, your temperature is a few degrees above normal. Should I notify Mr. Stark.

Peter managed to get out a soft no and karen did not ask anymore questions.

When peter made it to the tower, he was absolutely drained. Pepper was waiting for him at the door.

"Hello peter, it nice to see you again" she said. Peter nodded with a fake smile.

" tony is waiting for you with the others upstairs, let me take your bag and ill take you." pepper said.

When they made it up the stairs, peter saw natasha  sparring with steve and clint was sparring with bucky. ' i guess im sparring with Mr. Stark' he thought.

" Hey there undroo, you look happy to be here" tony said sarcastically. Peter just gave him a shrug.

He began sparring with tony and tony immediately knew something was up.

"Hey kid, you doing okay" he asked. Peter just broke down right then and there.

" woah woah, hey you're okay" steve said coming from the other side of the room.

"what's wrong" natasha asked peter.

He tried to talk but nothing would come out.

"I'm going to go get pepper" clint said walking to the door.

"Friday, scan peter" tony said.

" peter's temperature is 102. He seems to have strep sir." friday replies.

"Damn kid, youre a mess" tony said to peter.

Peter began to cry again.

"Oh honey, youre okay. Lets get you to your room and get you laying down." pepper said coming in through the door.

Tony sat there in awe. Pepper was always better in these types of situations. She really knew what to do and how to take charge.

" clint go get a fluffy blanket, steve can you make some tea please, bucky can you run to the store and get some cough drops, tony go find the fever reducers you and bruce made for steve and peters metabolism, and natasha please help me get peter to bed." pepper barked her orders and everyone went to do what they were asked.  

Pepper and natasha got peter settled into bed and everyone started coming back with their items one by one. After everyone left, tony texted may to tell her that Peter was sick and he would take care of him until he was better. He watched peter sleep because he honestly didn't know what to do. He didn't have any kids, so this was completely new territory. Peter started stirring in his sleep and tony got up to be next to him. Peter looked like he wanted to say something so tony gave him a note pad and pencil. Peter began to write then turned the notepad over.

'thank you for taking care of me Mr. Stark' it read.

Tony looked at the helpless teen with a smile.

"no problem spiderboy" he replied.

"But next time you're sick, just stay home" he added and with that peter slowly drifted back to sleep.

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I hope everyone likes this its my first sickfic so bare with me and please let me know what you think. I enjoy the feedback!

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[sir-adamus]

The fight with Mercury is a perfect example of Yang using her semblance in strategic a way because she attacked Mercury when she believed his guard was down and also even tho their are implications Mercury threw the fight with the way Mercury reacts to her activation of her semblance with "finally" and how Cinder says he put on an excellent show/play (can't remember the wording) Yang didn't know that because to her knowledge she was reading the situation correctly

yeah seriously

like ive seen her get criticised for hitting Mercury after, like acting as if it werent for her being “so angry” she wouldnt have reacted that way to a perceived attack from a sore loser - from her perspective he was coming right at her, dodging would have opened up the opportunity for him to keep going and put her on the defensive when shes already low on Aura besides;hitting him stops him and stops the situation from getting worse, and theres no indication that Yang wouldve been treated in the wrong for it if everyone had seen what she did, its literally the fact that she was framed to look like an aggressive sore winner that resulted in the negative reaction, thats how Cinder wanted to make Yang look

so like, way to fall for it?

[do-lvn]

Hey there, Grayson

SUMMARY: Grayson and (Y/N) were best friends since second grade, they grew and so did their love.

based off ‘hey there, Delilah.’ By plain white t’s :)

15, you were fifteen when you realized that you were in love with Grayson. It was a simple day, a normal one to be exact, it was spent at the Dolan household. Being only 7 when you had met Ethan and Grayson, it made you all inseparable. So days at their house was nothing new. Once when your parents left for a business trip you ended up staying with them for a whole month. And even though you all had been inseparable, there was something that you and Grayson had and with being so little, was something you couldn’t quite wrap your head around just yet. So as a young one you ignored it, but when you all were huddled in a blanket outside by the fire it hit you hard. You turned to look at Grayson who was smiling at some absurd joke Ethan had just told and you felt your heart slow down, as you watched him laugh.

You felt your chest tighten and your heart started pounding as it felt like a truck was running straight through you. He took notice of someone's gaze and turned to meet eyes with you, sending you a shy smile and ducking his head further into the blanket, because whether or not he would admit it everyone knew you were truly the only girl who would drive Grayson crazy.

Yet you didn't know that, because when you hit the age 16, Grayson confessed his love for you on - only - the second date. He couldn't help it. He had taken you to the beach to watch the sun go down, simple, yet you loved every second of it. That's when he looked over at you and said it. “(Y/N), I'm in love with you.” your heart only swelled as you pulled him into a bone crushing hug. All the current events shocking you nonetheless.

Then 4OU happened and you were thrilled when Grayson invited you to join, both him and Ethan agreeing it wouldn’t be as fun without their best friend. So you had begged your mom to go and when she finally said yes, you were quickly packing your bags for months on the road. You even had Grayson on the phone not believing you were actually able to go. “I know, it’s crazy. I didn't think she was going to give in.” he chuckled at that, “me neither but I'm not complaining like my girlfriend gets to go on tour with me.” you felt your stomach start doing flips at the title. His girlfriend.

17, was the age Grayson broke your heart, along with his. His career had a huge take off after tour and his manager had insisted they move to Los Angeles for better business when you found out the news your heart shattered, it was just the beginning of your junior year. “It’s best if we break up, angel. You still have school and things will be hard.” you nodded, he knew you understood and you couldn't hold him back making videos was something he enjoyed and you weren't about to be another person telling Grayson he couldn't do it. “Don’t forget about me, okay?” you ask while wiping a tear from his cheek, he laughs and pulls you into a quick kiss. “I couldn’t even if I tried, I love you.” you smile and hug him tighter.

Even though you were sad, and so was Grayson no doubt. You both knew how big the situation was and it was an opportunity they couldn't pass up, so with one last hug and a quick peck he was out the door.

19 - PRESENT DAY

“Ethan! You bitch ass.” Grayson groaned as he watched Ethan take a quick shot at him. He quickly dropped his headset, “Fuck you, I was about to get victory royale.” Ethan snickers, “so? I wanted to win.” Grayson turned around in his chair and threw the nearest pillow at Ethan. “Hey! Don’t be a sore loser.” Grayson sighed, “whatever, I'm going to finish editing the video.”

Ethan didn’t bother to pry his eyes away from the screen, just stuck up a hand and waved Grayson off. He made his way back to his bedroom and flopped onto his mattress, life was good, but there was something missing that even though Grayson couldn’t quite figure out exactly what it was, he knew he would find out soon.

Very soon.

“(Y/N), please be a dear and set these on the table for me.”  Your mom was having a dinner party for her co-workers, one you weren’t invited too “I don’t get why I’m helping when you're not even letting me join!” you said jokingly. “I’ll have your father send you a plate straight to your room, sound good?” you set down the last plate and place a hand on your chin, “hmm not sure, I will say yes only if I get a cherry cola.”

She smiles, “I’ll do you one better, this was supposed to be a surprise but Lisa is coming along with the twins, they finally came around the time you were here, so I'll have your father bring you Grayson, k?” you feel your heart stop and your smile get wider, “sounds perfect.”

Seeing Grayson for the first time in 2 years had your heart racing. You had talked here and there over the years but nothing recent with you being so busy with college, so it was now winter break and you were happy that you were finally having a nice breather away from all the exams. You were going on to your second year and it was nice, college was looking way better than high school.

“So mom, she’s going into her second year right?” Lisa laughed at Grayson's nervousness, “yes gray, and calm down, you know her, she’s still the same bubbly girl she was three years ago.” he nodded. “Right right, would've been nice if Ethan joined.” she nodded, “yeah, a nice reunion.” he looked down, “yeah.”

When the door got pulled open, revealing your mother. Grayson’s nerves got bad he was thinking nothing but the worse. That maybe you would be mad at him for not talking to you recently. But he was wrong and it was just panic. “Nice to see you gray, (Y/N)’s upstairs, you know the way.” she shooed him off and continued to conversate with Lisa.

He took a look at your stairs and let all the memories you two had come back to him, it made him feel better knowing that you guys didn't end on a bad note, he took one last deep breath before knocking on your door. When he did you were quick to hop up. It had been three years since you had seen gray in person and you didn’t know how to feel, or how he looked.

The door opened and gray smiled, “hey.” he didn’t say anything back just quickly pulled you into a hug. “I missed you so much, how are you? How’s school? Tell me everything.” you smile and close your door.

“I'm going into my second year of college, only 2 more left after that. I'm good, just busy. Schools so stressful and on top of that my job is irritating. But i'm managing, how about you, how are you?” he casually shrugged, “good, things have been good. I've just been busy with filming and meetings and stuff like that.” you smile.

“Im happy your good. Hows ethan?” he laughed. “Good, still dramatic as fuck.” this time you both shared a laugh. “I really did miss you (Y/N). just things aren't the same without you.” you look down.

“ i miss you guys too, i think about you all the time gray. Wish we didn’t drift like we did, but we could fix that. If you want.” he smiled. “Would love that, now tell me what’s college like?”

You laugh. “Well…” he let your voice fade as he admired you, a lot had changed, your hair was shorter and lighter, your eyes brighter than before and lips plumper. “And other than frat parties every weekend it just stress. I don't go to parties though not my thing.” he nodded. “Never has been.”

The night went on and you fully forgot about all the guests your mom had downstairs, your whole focus on how life was for gray in l.a. He even mentioned the new house him and ethan had, “you should come to visit when your on break, again.” you smile. “I could, i have spring break next.” he smiled. “Really, that’s perfect, me and e can show you around l.a.” you laugh. “Sounds like a plan.”

You both ended up at the park, a childhood spot. You pointed to the slide that over the years became old and damaged. “Remember when we pushed ethan down the slide and he landed on his face.” he chuckled, “and we got into so much trouble, yeah i think i remember. My mom took away my ipod.” you laugh and look over at the old tire swing. “Our first kiss was on that tire swing, then right after you fell off.” you felt your cheeks heat up at the memory. “Gosh don't remind me, that was so embarrassing.” he chuckled. “It was cute, your cheeks were so red, you looked like a tomato, hey kind of like you do right now.” you playfully smack his shoulder, he only smiles and looks down.

“It’s kind of crazy to remember where i was only three years ago and now look at me.” you laugh, “i know, when did you start working out?” it was his turn to playfully push you. “I've always worked out, don't be rude.” you put your hands up in defense, “okay, okay.”

The last encounter was better than before, “it was amazing to see you, keep in touch okay?” you nod. “Of course, i miss you already.” he pulls you into a quick hug. “Hey two more years and then your done and i'll be waiting for you.” you pull him closer. “Yeah, i’ll see you soon, gray.” he squeezed tighter and placed a kiss to your forehead. “Goodnight, (Y/N).”

“G’night gray.”

You were currently at home finishing up an assignment when your phone started ringing, to occupied with work you didnt even bother to see the name. “Hey there, (Y/N).” you smile at the voice.

“Hey there, grayson.”

- THE END

[ramblebamble]

never thought id be back at this blog again but i needed some place to think... so i guess this is the best place?

it feels... so unfair. i sound like a spoilt kid being angry that they didnt win but i seriously, seriously think its so unfair. there’s no reason we shouldnt have won. second place, even. we definitely deserved second at least. 

i... they copied everything. everyone copied everything from us. we thought of lightsabers, they copied us. we thought about tricks, another one copied us. we thought about a fully-choreographed fight scene, yet another one copied us. we didnt copy them, did we? they thought of guns, we didnt take it. they thought of dialogue, we didnt take it. we didnt take anything from them, so why did they take ours? and why did they win? 

and we practiced so much. we practiced all day, before school, after school, during school, 5 days a week. we spent so long perfecting it, and they just... rolled up 2 hours a week and won? they were good, we knew, they had a winning streak for a reason after all, but... werent we better? werent we more synchronised? didnt our months of training and practice and back pain and tears mean something? it did, right? 

like, i asked everyone about it. friends, teammates, classmates from opposing teams, my parents, everyone. i asked them to give an honest opinion, dont sugarcoat it cause im asking, and they all said we were the best. then why didnt we win? i told them to not lie to me. if they werent lying, then why didnt we win? hell, my brother’s friends, all opposing teams, unprompted, to my brother, not even on the same team as i am, said the same thing: we were the best. then why didnt we win? not even close second? not even second? just second last?

it had to mean something, right? surely we didnt lose just because our outfits and props were handmade. we couldnt even do anything about it. we tried making better costumes and the teachers wouldnt allow it. said we were on a budget, even if it fitted within our already tiny budget. surely we didnt lose because of something we couldnt control, right? i dont know whats worse, all our practice and marching was still not our best, or that our best couldnt do anything against costumes and pretty props that we cant afford. does it feel better to lose knowing we could do better, or lose knowing we did our best and theres nothing we can do about it? that best is not enough?

my captains... they worked so hard. so, so hard. they were crying. everyone was teary-eyed. we worked so hard and it did nothing. they looked so tired yesterday, practicing again and again their choreography. all day long. but they kept going. until they were so tied they couldnt stand properly and they went on. they were trying so hard. did it mean nothing to the teachers? 

i want to be the optimistic one. ive always been That Guy. the guy that cheers everyone up and says theres always next year and we can come back stronger and better. im trying so hard. i havent felt this defeated in years. i... i want to tell someone how i feel. but who wants to hear a sore loser whine about losing? im supposed to be the happy one. the cheerful one. the carefree one. the... strong(?) one. theyre feeling so down. i want them to cheer up. i want to cheer up too. 

does no one know how hard i tried to keep it together? did they know i was near tears and collapsing when my back started burning and i wanted to give up and go to the medics? did they know i stood there in pain for half an hour because i cared about them? did that mean nothing to them? surely that had to mean something. surely those 30 minutes i spent in pain did something to change our scores, right? 

im gonna make my captains keychains to remember me by. maybe cheer them up a bit. maybe ill make them for the whole team. 

im so tired of wiping away my tears every time i think someone’s gonna enter my room.