at least the scenery is nice

Some of the paladins being like really testy about being stuck in the one outfit they left in, because “these are like, my least favorite socks!” (Lance) but some of them being fine with it, like Pidge (“I always wear this shirt anyway. It’s my ‘sneaking’ shirt.”)

Change in scenery

(A/N): you guys I love Sam Wilson so much

Warnings: none


Originally posted by dailyteamcap

   This was most definitely not what you thought you were going to be doing with your Friday night, locked away in some prison cell with your teammates while Team Ironman were free men. Wanda was chained and shackled like some animal and the rest of you were locked up in these cells for god knows how long. 

   “Well,” You can hear Sam through the glass in the front of your cell. “At least it’s a nice change in scenery,” You merely crack a smile, rolling your eyes at Sam’s attempt to make everyone feel better. 

   “You do realize we’re in prison, right?” You cock your head to the side, awaiting Sam’s response. 

   “God, you’re even denser than Bucky,” Sam chuckles, no doubt with that stupid smirk on his face. “I was being sarcastic (Y/N),” You open your mouth to retaliate when Scott, the new guy, interrupts you. 

   “Are you guys like married or something? ‘Cuz you two sure as hell act like it,” 

   “Nah,” You hear Clint say, “Not yet, we’re all awaiting the news though,” You groan, throwing your head back against the wall in exasperation. 

   “I don’t think I can handle being stuck in here with all you losers,” You joke, smiling when you hear Sam gasp in mock horror. 

   “This is the best your life is gonna get (Y/N), what’s better than being stuck on a boat prison with your best buddies?” 

   “Try not being stuck on a boat prison with my ‘best buddies’,” Sam only chuckles, shaking his head as he stared through the glass, hoping to catch a glimpse of at least one of his teammates. 

   “You know you love us,” Sam mutters, not really expecting (Y/N) to hear it, unfortunately that kid had the ears of a dog or some shit. 

   “Yeah, I guess I do, except you, you’re annoying,” Sam can only laugh, smiling softly at (Y/N)’s joke. 

   “I guess you’re annoying too,” 

  “Is this a confession I hear?” Clint perked up from his seat on the bed, smiling softly as he does so. “Will I have the pleasure of telling the story of how (Y/N) and Sam came to be?” Sam opens his mouth to retaliate when he gets cut off by none other than (Y/N). 

   “Maybe Barton, maybe,” 

Varric: So… I take it you were looking for another change of scenery. Tell me, is Ferelden everything you dreamed it would be?

Fenris: There are less dogs than I expected.

Varric: Ah. Well to be fair, they probably turned tail when demons started pouring out of the sky.

Fenris: Wiser than most.

Varric: Yeah… shame we don’t share that kind of instinct, huh? Nope. Here we are, strolling straight from one disaster into another. Like a couple of chumps.

Fenris: At least the scenery is nice?

Varic: (chuckles) True, true. Ah… believe it or not, it’s good to have you back, Broody.


Because I have a lot of feelings about Varric and Fenris hanging out and being like “not this shit again…”

HI I’M ALIVE I MISSED YOU GUYS KIND FELL OF THE FACE OF THE EARTH FOR A WHILE I WENT ON A VERY SUDDEN GUILT TRIP BUT THE SCENERY WAS NICE AT LEAST ANYWAY BACK FOR NOW 

The Mystic Part 2

[Part 1]

Hours had passed since the four left on their small journey to see the mystic of the forest, Illinia.

The forest was quiet save for the sounds grass and leaves crumbling under their feet, and the sun glistened through the canopy of the tree tops.

Everett began to question if this was a good idea. His wounds started to burn from the excessive traveling, but his determination to see Illinia allowed him to ignore the pain that came with the traveling. Blaise seemed worried, but held back the need to ask him if he wanted any help from the pained expressions he could see on his face.

Ivory strolled quietly near the group, looking around and taking in the scenery around here. At least it was a nice day for a walk…

“Ah, there we go!” Getziah suddenly said, rushing ahead of the gang a bit. “We’re here at my friends place! Things’ll be a little easier when it comes to getting to Illinia now!”

Leaving Blaise behind a bit, Everett sped up as well to get a look at their current location.

“Welcome to Clear View creek! Wait here and lemme see if they’re home.”

Stepping out into the clearing, Getziah covered his muzzle with his paws and called out.

“OWASHA! DENZEL!! BROS, YA THERE?!”

He waited a little bit, then called out again, hoping to get a response the second time around.

“Yoooo bro, ya hear that?” a voice said from a distance.

“Yeah I did, someone’s callin’ us!”

A splash was then heard, which seemed to be the response that Getziah had been waiting for.

He walked up to the edge of the water, and upon reaching it, the heads of a Dewott and Buizel popped up from the water.

“Hey it is!!” exclaimed the Buizel.

“IT’S DAFFODUDE!!!”

The two water types excitedly got out from the water, shaking themselves dry as they went up to greet their friend.

“Getz, duuuuude, we haven’t seen you in like, forever man, how ya holdin’ up?!”

“Yeah! We don’t see you around these parts anymore ever since you started workin’ for the little flower girl! She doin’ okay these days?”

Getz could only start laughing as his two friends started to embrace him. He hugged them back, his tail swaying happily back and forth.

“Yeah! I’m doing great! Everything’s fine! Lady Norra’s doing okay too, she’s back at home doing the usual. But I actually came here to ask a favor.”

He pointed back at the group, more particularly at Ivory and Everett, who stood in silence at the two Pokemon.

“We’re going to see Illinia, think you can help us with the rest of the way there?”

The Dewott let go of Getz, nodding.

“Yeah, sure thing man! But listen, like, we just got back from a huuuge hunt man. Let us rest a bit and we’ll like, totally get you there.”

The Buizel also let go, looking up at Getz. “Though, it ain’t no piece of cake anymore like it used to be for us. Illinia’s gone and gotten herself a new home even deeper into the woods than before.”

Getz blinked a bit, tilting his head at the Buizel. “Deeper? So you guys can’t visit her anymore?”

“Uuuuh not quite! You see, she’s gotten herself an apprentice.” He responded, crossing his harms. “She’s a quiet little thing, but kinda cute! She’s the only one who can take you the rest of the way there, so the best we can do is drop you off with her. You okay with that?”

Getziah nodded. “Sure, we can wait until you’re finished resting up until then. We could use a bit of a break ourselves anyway, long trip here.”

Turning to the rest of the group, Getziah gave a hearty smile.

“Guys! These are my friends! We’re gonna take a break here for a while before we’re ready to go, so I hope you guys can get nice and acquainted!”

The two water types turned to everyone else, with the same smiling expression as Getziah.

“It’s nice to meet you dudes!”

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American Tour Headcanons

-They will drive to their tour stops together in a tiny little car rental because they want to see as much of the scenery as they can.

-Phil will always beg Dan to stop at those roadside attractions that only your lame Dad ever wants to see

-Dan will yell at the GPS at least once for getting them lost

-Dan will have control over the radio for the most part, and while he could be mean and play Kanye the whole time, he’s nice about it and cuts it down to one Kanye song per hour or so. Phil doesn’t say anything, but he notices.

-Holding hands across the middle of the car