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hubristicassholefight · 5 months

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Swordswoman Showdown 3rd place

Camilla Hect (The Locked Tomb) vs Brienne of Tarth (A Song Of Ice and Fire)

(Better here in a "preferred character" sense, not "who would win in a fight")

Camilla art by @friendamedes, used with permission

Propaganda below cut

Cam

trained w a rapier & knives. practical. handsome. extremely efficient and capable.; she’s my boyfriend and I love her. Please vote for cam she is my life

Gideon Nav uses one very large sword in defiance of the expectation that a cavalier should use a rapier, but Camilla Hect instead uses two. Just as much defiance of social expectation, twice as many blades. The reveal of her specific brand of swordiness is the heart of one of the book's most iconic lines: "Cam? Go loud."; In the spirit of the laconic charm of the Warden's Hand I will simply say "Camilla's competent."

She prefers two short swords but has been know to wield a rapier and other such bladder instruments; She also loves to organize spreadsheets

Go loud.

Brienne

gets gifted a sword made with the rarest metal ever because she’s THAT good; she’s simply the best

Brienne is one of the top sword users alive in her day. She's descended from a man who's catchphrase was "I'm better with a sword." Better than what? You. Jaime Lannister. Loras Tyrell. Any five given guys at once. She has a fantastic sword that might be magic or cursed and is named Oathkeeper because that's what she does; I love her

Beat like 20 guys in a tournament when she was 19. Was given a magic sword. Won a sword fight against the premier swordsman in the realm. Very swordly; Very tall and strong. Holds her sword in high esteem. Accomplished with other weapons as well!

She's defeated multiple of the top knights in the series in duels. One such knight gifts her the fabergé egg of swords and she uses it to defend orphans and stuff. Got out of a bad betrothal by dueling him and beating his ass so bad she broke multiple bones. Honestly there's so much more she is the swordswoman of all time. to me; She's buff and ugly and 6' 5" and so honorable and kind that she inspires the guy who fucks his sister to yknow. stop doing that. literally gets mauled for the sake of protecting a bunch of orphans (with her sword). also she's 20 she should be at the club ‼️

One of the best sword wielders in Westeros, the author says he would pick her to defend him. Has a cool sword called Oathkeeper. Manages to go up against 7 fighters and take out most of them,. The only true knight; First off, talking about book brienne, they massacred show brienne, the show runners simply didn’t understand what she’s about.“ She had no chance against seven, she knew. No chance, and no choice” brienne had plenty of choice but she couldn’t leave people to die. The chivalric paradigm is rotten and corrupted, but here is Brienne, the one true knight, who isn’t even a actual knight! “knights are for killing”, but here is a knight who risks her life again and again to protect innocents! Bri IS hope, she is the light in the dark that shows that things can be better, things must be better. Fundamentally an idealist: “Winter will never come for the likes of us. Should we die in battle, they will surely sing of us, and it's always summer in the songs. In the songs all knights are gallant, all maids are beautiful, and the sun is always shining”

#BRIENNE WON A MELEE WHEN SHE WAS 19 !!!!!#DONT LET HER LOSE

#MORE LOVE FOR BRIENNE#SHE FOUGHT A DAMN BEAR WITH A WOODEN SWORD#SHE AVENGED A MAN UNJUSTLY MAIMED#SHE PROTECTED CHILDREN AGAINST SEVEN MEN#NO CHANCE AND NO CHOICE

I'm going to put some propaganda for Brienne, because she deserves the world.

Some people have been quoting the "no chance, no choice" in the tags, but for those that don't know it comes from this scene:

...she could hear the faint clink of swords and mail from beneath their ragged cloaks. She counted them as they came. Two, four, six, seven. (...) Brienne sucked in her breath and drew Oathkeeper. Too many, she thought, with a start of fear, they are too many.(...) Brienne tried to keep the fear from her voice, but her mouth was dry as dust. The children, she thought. The door to the inn banged open. Willow stepped out into the rain, a crossbow in her hands. The girl was shouting at the riders, but a clap of thunder rolled across the yard, drowning out her words. As it faded, Brienne heard the man in the Hound’s helm say, “Loose a quarrel at me and I’ll shove that crossbow up your cunt and fuck you with it. Then I’ll pop your fucking eyes out and make you eat them.” The fury in the man’s voice drove Willow back a step, trembling. Seven, Brienne thought again, despairing. She had no chance against seven, she knew. No chance, and no choice. She stepped out into the rain, Oathkeeper in hand. “Leave her be. If you want to rape someone, try me.”

This is basically one of the most badass and awesome moments of the series... because here, Brienne is not guarding a King, vanquishing a great Evil Lord, or fighting a big glorious battle... this is an inn full of orphans being attacked by raiders, children whose lives really don't matter in the great scheme of things. If they were all to be killed, nobody powerful would really care, no history book would write their names.

The logical thing is to run away from there as fast as she could. And yet, Brienne decides to enter an unwinnable nightmarish battle (one where she gets her arm broken and her face eaten) because is the right thing to do. She is a true knight.

Because, in the dark pseudo-medieval world of Westeros, where the patriarchal martial system reigns supreme, there is no space for someone like Brienne, she herself said it best:

"You have a noble father who must surely love you. (...) I know he would tell you that he would sooner have a living daughter than a shattered shield." "A daughter." Brienne's eyes filled with tears. "He deserves that. A daughter who could sing to him and grace his hall and bear him grandsons. He deserves a son too, a strong and gallant son to bring honor to his name. (...) I am the only child the gods let him keep. The freakish one, not fit to be a son or daughter."

And yet, despite being on the fringe of this society that doesn't accept nonconforming gender expression, despite not being able to be named knight, Brienne is still the embodiment of the ideal of knighthood. She is a true hero, who over and over decides to defend the innocents and do the right thing.

So yeah, my conclusion here is... I think she and kiku should kiss <3

#camilla hect #the locked tomb #brienne of tarth #a song of ice and fire #finals #round 6 #official #poll #swordswoman showdown

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boop-le-snoot · 4 years

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PARTY FAVOURS | CHAPTER 1

Rating: Explicit. 18+

‼️TW: Reader is EIGHTEEN! Recreational drug use, smoking and alcohol consumption, deeply internalised self-loathing, very questionable moral standards. Daddy kink taken half-seriously. BDSM themes in later chapters - explicit content will come with it's own TWs. FIRST PERSON POV.

Summary: You're Peter's classmate, a child of rich and famous but uncaring parents. Getting paired up for a lengthy project with the boy was an interesting turn of events and you don't know whether to feel blessed or cursed when you develop, seemingly, a perfectly normal, harmless crush on Tony Stark. Fueled by feelings of inadequacy and boredom, your life spirals out of control - and you're lucky your newfound friends are there to pick up the pieces even if you cannot find it in yourself to believe these amazing human (and not so human) beings voluntarily give you more than a fleeting glance and an offhanded thought. And they brought cake!

A/N: Bad girls are sad girls! Always wondered what goes through the mind of a spoiled, rich but intelligent and perceptive teenager? Have you found yourself craving that adrenaline rush, the danger of a forbidden fruit? Okay. That was cheesy as hell. Gross.

Let's try again. Sarcasm? Check. Vine references? Hell yes! Crude humour? Check. Blunt honesty? Double check. We're living in a Lana del Rey song, ladies.

The author doesn't actually condone codependent relationships in real life. This is a filthy little fantasy. Enjoy, deviants.

THE TAG LIST IS NOW OPEN! @another-stark-sub @mostly-marvel-musings

Beta read by the lovely and patient @miscmarvelwritings ! She deserves all the love 💙

Pining. I was pining after Stark and it made me upset. I thought I was better than that. Better than acting the part of a lovesick puppy, begging for scraps of attention- a kind word, a pat on the shoulder, a blanket thrown over me in my sleep. Even if he was my Mount Olympus, I wasn't exactly on board with starting the whole damn journey in the first place.

Most of all, I hated being a cliché. I tried my best to avoid showing how I felt and with time, I think I excelled at it. I am really good with things if I really put my mind to it. Was it a blessing, or was it a curse? Only the future will tell. I try not to think about it, as I prefer not to stress out too much. Peter was the anxious kid and I was the calm one. I was the Ying to his Yang. He flipped his shit often and I always calmed him down and cleaned up after him. No complaints there, Pete is pure and precious and I would kill everybody and then myself if he actually got hurt.

I'm only a year older than him and that year feels like an uncrossable bridge to me. We get along like a house on fire and I delight in the way he starts smiling when we're paired together for a project. Deep inside I'm sure he thinks of me as one of his best friends, his homies but-and there's always a but-I can't reciprocitate that. He goes to decathlon after school with his wholesome BFF duo, I go to a local dive bar with a fake ID I'd made sometime when I was about 15.

Peter has everything I wish I've ever had. Good for him. I'm not going to mess that up, no matter how much my angst demands I throw a tantrum and become, like, a supervillain or something.

I banter, instead. I chit-chat. I laugh and I repeatedly make a joke out of myself. Nobody suspects a thing, and I'm not surprised. People always see what they want to see. I've been the weird loner since middle school. Not the sad kind, of course, my pride wouldn't let me. I'm too good at things to be completely ignored. Teachers adore me, the event planning committee approaches me every year with tentative pleas for advice. The list goes on and on; what they don't understand is that it's just High School. Another year and I'll be out of there and nobody will be wiser.

I feel like a liar every time I'm excited. Because I'm not that - I don't care about their stupid field trips or collaborative projects. My mind is five steps and two hops ahead of that bullshit. It has to be or I just won't make it in the world.

"Parker-pen, Mr. Stark. G'day, sirs," I nodded, entering the lab, looking straight ahead. They both were hunched over... Something vaguely mechanical and I was terribly, horribly hungover. Saturday night was Science night but I'd gone to bed around 2PM after a party ran way too late.

"Hi," and "Powerpuff girl," came from them respectively, and they didn't even lift their heads.

I wondered if I could just skedaddle and leave them to their big brain time. "Is this a bad time? I can come tomorrow instead," I immediately regretted speaking, even to my own ears my voice sounds scratchy.

"No, actually, Dr. Ban-Bruce-wanted to talk to you," Peter mumbled out half-coherently. Tony kept ignoring me and I was fine with that. The less temptation I have the less trouble there will be.

"I'm not playing with his zucchini again," I groaned, causing the intricate pile of metal to squeak sadly as Pete tripped over his own damn body, jostling the prototype in the process. I could have sworn the room got several degrees hotter from the boy's blush alone.

Tony cackled, shuffling away from the newly ruined prototype. "He won the damn contest, you should've seen the judges faces," The engineer's grin threatened to split his face in half. I poked at my phone in muted interest. "Hold up, Friday has a recording. I definitely recorded the thing."

A holo-screen popped up. Tranquil scenes of a local fair, gourds and other assorted vegetables of various grotesque sizes were scattered throughout the square. An unmistakable mop of curly greying hair posed proudly next to a zucchini half the size of Hulk - I was fairly certain genetically engineering the plant was cheating and warned him so but somehow Banner managed to persuade the judges into letting him participate, and ultimately win, the competition for the Biggest Zucchini. Some of them were quite shocked at the size of that thing and well - well, their glances were quite contemplative to say the least.

"Damn, Tony, that blonde chick's face tells me all I need to know," I gave a lopsided smirk in the engineer's general direction. That was our thing, you see? He called me these ridiculous cutesy nicknames and asked me about getting my nails done or going to the mall and I'd make salacious comments and go on an occasional flirtatious spree. That was comfortable. We both enjoyed making Peter blush and giggle like the little schoolboy that he was.

"Our Brucie bear is a freak, don't let him tell you any different, Princess," Tony winked at me.

"Oh, I know all about it, Tones," I suggestively wiggled my eyebrows. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Peter groan and palm his face. I briefly bumped my knuckles to Tony's outstretched hand and made my way to the adjacent lab that hosted the second resident crazy scientist.

"Bruce?"

"Oh, hi there, come on in," He smiled warmly at me and I relaxed, shrugging off the tension in my limbs that seemed to appear every time Tony was around me. Banner's soft, friendly nature always made me feel welcomed and appreciated.

We made small talk as I threw on a lab coat and some protective glasses and discarded my bag in the far corner, away from any possible explosions. I congratulated him on his recent victory - here is when I say that despite what most will say, Banner has a serious competitive mean streak and isn't afraid to get down and dirty when it comes to matters of his personal pride.

That's what makes us alike, I think. I have too much dignity and self-respect to walk around Tony with stars in my eyes and hang around his neck like yesterday's tie.

The quiet, even pace of doing lab work made me completely lose track of time. Some time passed as I felt the crick in my neck become noticeable, and the deep ache in my calves from standing and dancing yesterday worsened. I hopped onto the nearest table, hunched over a tablet, eyes skimming over research articles - most of it didn't register at all in the wake of a dull throb behind my temples. My hair limply hung over my face - I had to wash it to get rid of the stench-hard liquor and cigarettes - but I was way too lazy to style it properly.

I ignored the swaying strands until a large palm gently tucked them behind my ear, a white lab coat coming into my field of view. "You okay?" Banner's quiet voice interrupted my reading. I lifted eyes enough to see he was wearing a dorky button-up in some gross shade of blue under the lab coat. His eyes were affectionate behind thinly rimmed glasses.

"Rough Friday night?" He questioned.

I chuckled. "Yeah, I'm hungover as fuck." There was no point in hiding the obvious; I'm sure the bags under my eyes already had tattled on me.

He chuckled, too, leaning his hip against the table, one broad arm coming to wrap around me in a hug. Usually he wasn't so touchy-feely; but I wasn't complaining. Banner was really, really warm. "I'll spare you the lecture on underage drinking," He said with another chuckle.

"Yeah, it's pretty pointless. You'd be three years too late."

A deep sigh left him, both of his arms wrapping around me in a comfortable embrace. I rested my chin on his shoulder, trying my best to really avoid showing how touch-starved I was. I was a hundred percent sure they all figured out my family life was difficult; the last thing I needed was their pity.

"Y'know, we should sit down and talk someday," He said after a brief moment of hesitation. "About your future. College, maybe?"

I gave a non-committal hum, basking in the warmth of the hug, staring straight ahead with unseeing eyes - behind the glass divide, I could faintly distinguish Tony's and Peter's shapes, still bent over that bench the pile of metal.

"You have a lot of potential," Banner continued, his tone developing a gently admonishing hint. "I understand if you want to take some time off from your studies but I'd rather you succeed and not let all that potential go to waste," He finished, patting me on the back with a gentle hand.

I tried not to preen under his touch. "Are you attempting to guilt-trip me over a party, doctor Banner?" I teased him, expecting the smile that I felt being hidden by my hair. Sometimes I felt that I could read the man like an open book, he was so earnest about his interactions.

"I just - we want you to stay safe, okay? Don't blow your future for a little bit of fun," He shrugged carefully.

"Okay, Bruce," I simply replied, meaning it this time

He kept hugging me, running his hand over my back absentmindedly. Probably thinking about his recent science bender. I wasn't upset: my own brain tended to get tangled in personal projects, too. I had only one complaint and it was that the cuddle was making me sleepy.

I yawned, startling the man. Pulling away from the hug wasn't really an option. He was broad and quite strong, probably courtesy of the Hulk and radiation in his blood.

"Why don't we put you in a guest room for tonight?" He inquired and I nodded. "Call your parents for me, okay?"

"My mother is in Vancouver for the week and I doubt she would care anyway," I rolled my eyes. "She's in the middle of some shitstorm with OsCorp and their marketing department." If anything, I was grateful my mother was preoccupied with her job. Being around her was like hanging out on top of an iceberg in the far end of the ocean.

I felt Bruce's frown. His body tensed briefly, blink and you'll miss the hunch of his shoulders. "What about your dad?"

I cringed. "He's been in Ibiza since the season opened, no doubt snorting miles of coke and... " I hesitated. "You can guess the rest."

My dad was kind of a dick, but I don't blame him at all for being the way he is. My parents have been married for twenty years. They were happy, once - I saw their college pictures with my mother's bright smiles and bushy hair, and my dad's terrible fashion sense and their dog, a funny little runt with an atrocious name. Then mother had me and for a while, they were happy too, but it lasted about until she landed her first prospective job. Kind of cliché.

Bruce sighed again. "Okay. You hungry?"

"No, I'm not going near food until tomorrow. Nu-uh," I fake-retched next to his ear, making Bruce shiver and playfully pinch my side.

"It'll help with your hangover. Doctor's advice."

"You're not even that kind of doctor," I laughed, very gently poking him back, somewhere around his stomach. He squirmed.

"I have seven PhDs," Bruce smiled as he rested his chin on top of my head as he adjusted his torso to prevent my fingers from reaching his ticklish spots. I poked him again in retaliation, fully enjoying the snort and squirm I caused. Soft™. "Let's go get you settled in," Bruce, seemingly without any difficulty, picked me up, propping me against his hip like a toddler. It probably looked awkward but what the hell, I haven't been carried around since I can remember myself. My legs wrapped around his hips for balance, butt resting on his forearm.

"You're a showoff," I couldn't help but snort, getting a lopsided smirk in return.

He made his way over to the elevator with me dangling and examining my nails in an expectant fashion. Tony's jokes aside, I really enjoyed getting them done and weird colors were a quest of entertainment for me. I obviously couldn't have them very long because I worked in a lab so I chose outrageous prints and decorations instead. This week, each of my nails had a different style - thankfully my aesthetician was professional enough to make it look somewhat put together even if it took a good chunk of my allowance and an hour long Uber ride to get to her salon.

I noticed the dimmed lights in Tony's lab and none of Peter's usual mess scattered on the tables, figuring he'd already left. Stark himself stood propped against a table, watching something, smoothie in hand.

For only a brief moment, I let my eyes rake over his body, his beautiful, sculpted physique hugged by a pair of fitted jeans and an old Led Zeppelin tee. Tony's handsomeness wasn't obvious, it wasn't in-your-face kind of appearance like Captain America's, but the engineer was built sturdy and his arms - the only bare part of him - were riddled with scars. He used his strong, bulky body for work.

I turned away before I got too ahead of myself. Bruce smelled like lab equipment and rubbing alcohol, something that made me sober up and snap out of my daydream before Stark took notice and started teasing me about ogling him. My once-over lasted barely three seconds yet with Tony's genius, I always had to be on my toes.

I saw movement in my peripheral. Banner waved before entering the elevator - at Tony, probably, so I looked back, seeing the man watching us, content replaced with a contemplating frown. I waved at him, resting my cheek on Bruce's shoulder. "Tony's having a big mood," I noted quietly in the scientist's ear.

"You know Tony," Bruce sighed, adjusting his hold on me as the car ascended to the housing floors. "His brain runs a mile a minute and he can't make sense of it for the biggest part. Give him some time and he'll be back to his annoying self."

I didn't see Tony as annoying in any way, but then again, I was severely biased. The billionaire was quirky venturing into absurd but also clever and brilliant.

We had reached our destination and Bruce carefully set me down on my feet once the door to my room was open. A large queen bed, TV and another door to an adjacent bathroom. It was really simple but luxurious nonetheless - I had the exact same carpet at home, having heard my mother bitch about it's cost after seeing me spill soda on it way too many times.

"I'll let you get settled in. Ask Friday if you need something," Bruce awkwardly shuffled his feet, taking off his glasses and briefly examining them before putting them back on again. "Breakfast here is on the 74th floor starting around 7AM, someone will probably get you around nine if you sleep in," He finished, giving a shy tilt of his lips.

"Thanks, Brucie-bear," The nickname easily slipped from my lips. I didn't resist the urge to hug the kind scientist, quickly wrapping my arms around his middle, delightfully sighing when he immediately returned the gesture.

"Good night, Princess," I had to suppress a happy squeak when the man kissed my forehead before retreating and closing the door behind himself. A quick shower and a quest to find a power outlet to plug my charger into preceded my less than graceful flop into the bed. It felt like sleeping on a cloud, honestly, it had nothing on my mother's orthopaedic memory foam mattresses. I passed out faster than I’d ever had.

#Bun writes #party favours #Tony Stark x y/n #Tony Stark x reader #Bruce Banner x reader #Bruce Banner x y/n #Stephen Strange x reader #Stephen Strange x y/n #We're going to Hell y'all

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miss-melon · 3 years

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Karaoke Night

(Kazuichi Soda x Reader)

‼️POSSIBLE TW: Public Embarrassment‼️

Saturday, it was finally Saturday. After a long week of exams it was finally time for you to take your mind off of school for a couple days. No worrying about grades, no worrying about petty high school drama, and best of all, you get to spend the weekend with your boyfriend, Kazuichi Soda.

You and Kazuichi started dating earlier in the school year after Sonia Nevermind set you two up on a date, partially because you had a giant crush on him for a while, and partially because she wanted to get him off her back. You were a bit skeptical at first because you were worried that his Sonia obsession would continue even after you two began dating, but after you two began your relationship, he actually dropped the whole thing entirely.

You and Kazuichi had a very fun relationship, many nights consisted of you two playing video games all night until the sun rose and you two had realized you lost track of time entirely. Oftentimes you two would sleep on the couch together all day with your friends and family constantly worrying that something had happened to you because neither of you would answer your phones.

Yeah, you and Kazuichi were the perfect match. So when it came time for this weekend to start, you were super excited to be able to spend some time with him. Up until you realized what the weekend plan was. You heard a ping from your phone and picked it up to see who texted you, you weren’t surprised to see that it was Kazuichi.

“hey bayyyyybeeeeeeee 💕💕💕💕 a few of us were gonna head to the karaoke bar tonight wanna come with?”

When you saw that he wanted you to go to a karaoke bar with him you were a tad panicked. You knew that when Kazuichi said he wanted to bring you to a karaoke bar that he was actually planning on listening to you sing. He had never heard you sing before, and that was because you were practically tone deaf. Everytime you sang, your voice cracked, you could never hit the proper notes, and half the time you forgot a few lyrics. You actually enjoyed singing but that’s because you never had to subject anyone to your voice. You were about to politely decline his offer when he texted you again, this time it said:

“actually no, you dont get a choice, i wanna see ur cute face tonight. ill c u at 8 LOVE UUUUUUUUUU ^-^”

You honestly weren’t surprised that he would say that. He knew that you could get a little jealous when other people excluded you from plans, so he made sure to include you in everything he possibly could. His intentions were sweet, but sometimes life with Kazuichi could be like babysitting 20 toddlers at once.

After some time passed, you were sitting on your couch waiting for Kazuichi to pull up in his car. You eventually saw him pull up outside your house and that’s when he hopped out of his car, ran to your front door and rang the doorbell several times. You opened the door and were greeted with a massive bear hug and his signature sharp-toothed grin that made you swoon every time you saw it.

“HEY Y/N!!!!!” Kazuichi said very loudly. Out of the corner of your eye you see Fuyuhiko come out of the car and walk towards the two of you.

“Jesus Christ could you be any louder? I bet the whole fuckin’ city heard you just now. Sorry about your eardrums Y/N, you must be so miserable having to hear that voice 24/7.” Fuyuhiko joked. You let out a small chuckle.

“H-HEY!!! Y/N loves me just the way I am!!! Right Y/N???” He looked at you with puppy dog eyes. “Yes sharky, you know I love you, quirks and all.” You gave him a small kiss on the cheek and his face went beet red.

“Get a room you two!” Fuyukiko said with a small grin. You chuckled again as the three of you headed to Kazuichi’s car and went off to the karaoke bar, where all of your other classmates were already there waiting.

“YOU GUYS SHOWED UP JUST IN TIME!!! It’s almost time for Ibuki’s BIG MOMENT!!!” Ibuki said as Mahiru and Hiyoko were just finishing up their duet. “Bet none of you losers can beat that! That was a masterpiece!” Hiyoko said as she high-fived Mahiru. After a few of your classmates went up to sing their songs, it was finally your turn to get up and sing. Kazuichi gave you a pat you on the back. “KNOCK EM DEAD BABE!” He said in attempts to encourage you. “Yeah I just might...” You thought to yourself as you reluctantly got up to the front of the room, eyes from all of your classmates staring you down. You chose the song that you knew the best in hopes that you would actually do well at singing it.

You went through your song with many pitch errors and voice cracks and when you were done, the bar went silent. You knew that you just fucked up the song.

All of a sudden you heard someone clapping rapidly, you looked down and saw none other than Kazuichi clapping and screaming. “YEAAHHHHHHH THAT’S MY S/O UP THERE!!!” He even started whistling. Hiyoko burst out laughing as all your other classmates looked away with second-hand embarrassment.

“YOU CALL THAT SHIT SINGING??? GET OFF THE STAGE AND LET SOMEONE WITH ACTUAL TALENT TAKE OVER!!!” Hiyoko’s words only made you feel worse, that is, until you heard Kazuichi speak up. “H-HEY!!! They did AMAZING!!! Don’t you DARE slander Y/N’s name!!! Or i’ll um... I’LL DO SOMETHING THAT YOU WON’T LIKE!” He stuck his tongue out at Hiyoko.

Your cheeks went red from embarrassment as you knew you had just made yourself look like an idiot in front of all your friends. You just stood up there on the verge of tears until suddenly, Kazuichi ran up to the stage and whispered to you. “Hey, you okay babe?” You were so upset that you couldn’t even respond to his question. Kazuichi knew just what to do. He grabbed the microphone and yelled into it. “ALRIGHT EVERYONE LISTEN UP!!! Y/N and I are about to give the most BREATHTAKING performance any of you will EVER HEAR!!!” He quickly picked out a song that had 2 parts, a melody and a harmony. You were mortified, you had heard Kazuichi sing before and he was actually really, REALLY good. You just knew he was going to make you sound even worse next to him.

When the song started you reluctantly started singing, but when you expected to hear Kazuichi’s beautiful singing voice, you instead heard an unholy noise that could only be described as nails on a chalkboard. You looked over at Kazuichi and that’s when it hit you. He knew how embarrassed you were and he wanted to put all the negative attention on him to spare you from all the self-deprecating thoughts. When you finally realized what he was doing, it filled you with more confidence than you’ve ever felt before, and you finished the song with Kazuichi by your side, and his singing made you sound like Rihanna compared to him.

When the song finished, Hiyoko pointed at Kazuichi and started laughing at him even harder than she laughed at you and Mahiru actually pulled you aside. “You certainly redeemed yourself in that performance Y/N, nice job!” Many of your other classmates joined her in giving you props and validation for your singing in your duet with Kazuichi.

While your classmates were praising you for your “amazing” singing, Kazuichi was standing at the side of the bar as Fuyuhiko approached him. “You did that on purpose didn’t you?” Fuyuhiko gave him a playful punch on the arm.

“I just wanted Y/N to feel good, I love them so much and wanted to give them a break from all the stress from school, I know they’ve had a rough week.” Kazuichi said as he stared at you. Seeing you so happy made him even happier. Fuyuhiko looked at Kazuichi and said with a grin: “You’re a good kid Kazu.”

THE END.

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I hope you guys enjoyed! I wanted to release something involving Kazuichi today and I think this one turned out okay!

#danganronpa x reader #danganronpa #danganronpa imagine #danganronpa imagines #kazuichi soda x reader #kazuichi souda

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psikeval · 6 years

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i need thanos to leave my ends-credits scenes alone, because, bear with me:

a journey without incident. thor & co. disembark in peace and meet their midgardian buddies. nobody tries to murder loki on sight. all is well. darcy will, inevitably, saunter up to the group for the hugs she is owed, and to preen a little when thor introduces her as a trusted friend. “yeah,” she says, smiling around at them all, “totally helped save the world that one time. and again with the elf stuff. it’s whatever.”

“and this is brunnhilde, last of the valkyries, who were once the greatest fighting force on asgard” thor tells darcy, who is definitely making her impressed face now.

“nice!” she high-fives valkyrie. “i tased him once. wanna grab a drink?”

valkyrie, who’s been trapped on a freighter with thousands of people for weeks now, grabs darcy’s arm with a fixed grin and wide-eyed, desperate intensity. “yes.”

later, when all the heroic exploits of valkyrie on earth are being documented exclusively by darcy’s snapchat account, some will question the wisdom of this introduction. shield in particular begs for footage without a flashing neon filter or captions like “💪🏾😳‼️‼️” valkyrie will claim to hate the overuse of 💦 emoji every time she throws someone into the sky; she only posts videos of the two of them in dim-lit corners of bars, every single time darcy falls asleep on her shoulder.

they get drinks with the avengers sometimes, or just with thor and loki; other nights they’ll go out with jane and her new boyfriend, the sweet-faced astronomer. valkyrie keeps to herself the stories she isn’t ready to share, and darcy fills in the silences without hesitation. they hold hands because it seems natural, effortless. right.

the first time valkyrie laughs aloud since asgard fell, it is muffled against darcy’s neck.

that feels right too.

#get rid of thanos!#let darcy and valkyrie fuck!#thank you and good night #ragnarok spoilers for ts

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Hey, it’s football!

Last week, we were treated to an absolutely wild Week 0 game between Central Arkansas and Austin Peay. There was a touchdown on the first play, a team with no long snapper, a quarterback who punted seven times, a guy running over a box fan, and, of course, the Crampton Bowl.

The Bears pulled out a last minute win against the Governors, and while it a lone FCS game in August doesn’t a season make, it was a nice treat for those who watched it. And if you’re like me, your itch was scratched, and now you just can’t stop scratching.

College football is back, baby.

This week, we have nine college football games on tap. While there aren’t any marquee matchups or P5 teams playing, there’s still plenty on the menu if you know where to look.

Thursday, September 3

I told you, it’s no feast, but two of Alabama’s five FBS programs are taking the field tonight.

Central Arkansas, the nation’s only 1-0 team, heads to Birmingham to play UAB, The Blazers have been a force to be reckoned with since their return from purgatory. Bill Clark’s squad sported a top 30 SP+ defense last season, and returns practically everyone. With any kind of offense this season, they’ll be a strong contender for the CUSA crown.

WAKE UP COLLEGE FOOTBALL, IT’S GAMEDAY IN BIRMINGHAM‼️ UAB opens the 2020 season tonight against Central Arkansas. Kick is set for 7 p.m. CST at Legion Field.#WinAsOne pic.twitter.com/B1kbxZiz3a

— UAB Football (@UAB_FB) September 3, 2020

The FBS-only game of the night pits Southern Miss at USA on CBSSN, and I’m already feeling like this has a chance to get weird. Southern Miss is a two touchdown favorite, and an 8:00 local kick means this thing might become our first #AfterDark game of the year.

If you have ways of watching both ESPN3 and CBSSN, I recommend flipping between the two matchups. There isn’t a ton of national appeal here, but two home-state schools is something.

Verdict - Channel Flip

Saturday, September 5th

Again, this Saturday isn’t really about quality, but football is football, right?

Thanks to tv deals, the game I want to see most isn’t on ESPN, but instead CBSSN. Randy Stockstill is in his 15th season as head coach of the Blue Raiders, making him the 6th longest tenure head coach in college football. He has a chance to have his best offense to date this season, returning his QB (who passed for 2,600 and ran for 1,100 last year), four of five starting OL, and eight of the top nine receiving targets, on top of a pair of grad transfer running backs from West Virginia and Florida State. If you value experience in an offense, these guys have it in spades.

Meanwhile, Army is one of everyone’s favorite teams to root for. They replace a lot of talent on both sides of the ball this year, although QB Jabari Laws (a great Army name) shined in limited action last season.

ESPN has a triple header on deck, although you can effectively skip EKU @ Marshall unless your cravings just can’t wait. SMU was one of the most fun teams in the G5 to watch last season, with Shane Buechele throwing the ball all over the yard and hitting on a ton of deep balls. They return most of their offense but lose a lot on the defensive front, but Texas State shouldn’t put up much of a fight to the Pony Express. Expect a lot of points from Dallas’s hometown squad.

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In the night slot, the only option really is the Red Wolves heading down I-555 to take on Memphis. Memphis has been one of the best G5 programs of the last five years or so, but Saturday begins the Ryan Silverfield era. Silverfield, now only 40, has been coaching football for 21 years. You read that right - he never played college football, instead jumping immediately into coaching as a freshman in college. He’s been all over the place - high schools in Florida and Georgia, a DIII college in Virginia, an FCS team, UCF, the NFL for seven years, a few months at Arizona State, and Memphis since 2016. Mind you, he’s never been a head coach before. None of that necessarily means much when it comes to on-field product, and the Tigers will be going into the season having recently had their star running back Kenneth Gainwell opt out. Still, I’m interested to see how Silverfield handles his first season as a head coach.

Verdict - Without a marquee game, just keep football on in the background. MTSU-Army in the afternoon, SMU-Texas State during dinner, and Arkansas State-Memphis at bed time.

Monday, September 7th

After a few years on the decline in a post-Keenan Reynolds world, Navy came roaring back to life last season, sneaking into the SP+ top 20. The Middies will have to suffer quite a bit of turnover, specifically at QB and LB, but Navy has shown they are uniquely evolved to withstand a certain amount of turnover due to their system. Meanwhile BYU has been on a slow decline since moving to independent football, to the point where they’re barely still a top 60 SP+ program. The offense graded out as consistently average last year, and a young and disastrous defense from 2019 should have some experience under its belt now.

If you close your eyes and squint hard enough, this is can be a prime-time showdown for week 1. But like I said... squint.

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