box cutout

Because I couldn’t really get it out of my head, so I wrote you guys a little something about Bakugou, Kaminari and Kirishima being a villain team so…

Behold, almost three pages of idiots breaking into a warehouse to steal not-further-described equipment!


Bakugou leans over the building plans spread before him. Kaminari looks over some power plans as well, while they wait for Kirishima. Their companion is running a bit late, he only wanted to go and stock up their fridge before they depart on their heist.

Bakugou refuses to look at the damn clock though and check how long the fucking idiot has been gone already. Kaminari beside him also has his back turned to the clock, though he’s been studying the same part of the power plan for the last couple of seconds.

A moment later, they hear keys turning in the lock and both villains simultaneously lose a subtle edge of tenseness.

“The flying fuck took you so long?” Bakugou growls once Kirishima shuffles inside, closing the door with his foot.

“Sorry.” He says with a toothy grin. “The line at the store was so long, you wouldn’t believe it.”

Kirishima takes off his shoes and walks into the kitchen. Kaminari joins him in putting the groceries away, while Bakugou checks over their equipment one last time. With Kirishima present, they’re good to go.

Once the last bag is empty, the three villains stand around the table, going over their plan one last time. Bakugou has everything figured out, Kaminari knows where the cutout box, the distributor and control loop is and all three of them have been staking out the location long enough that they know the routine of the guards.

Getting into their outfits, they put on their masks, though they’re covering mostly only half their faces and everyone grabs their gear before they step outside.

Darkness has fallen a while ago and they stick to the barely lit alleyways and deserted streets. Quickly enough, they reach the designated building in the warehouse district and Kaminari silently moves away.

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sarufish  asked:

do you know if the heads of the different dates have gotten clearance from their venues to bring in boxes of cutouts to set out on chairs? or if yall have a game plan on how to bring them in? im worried about turning up to the venue and getting turned away for trying to bring a big box in through security or something

I talked to one of FOB’s managers and he said we’d have no problem. No one said a word to us last night, and we even had one security guard help us pass them out!

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In his glove box, Adam kept a cutout advertisement for inspiration. The photo featured a sleek gray car made by happy Germans. A young man leaned against the vehicle in a long coat of black virgin wool, collar turned up against the wind. He was confident and snub-nosed, like a powerful child, with lots of dark hair and white teeth. His arms were crossed over his chest like a prizefighter.

That was what their new Latin teacher looked like.

Adam was badly impressed.

In his glove box, Adam kept a cutout advertisement for inspiration. The photo featured a sleek gray car made by happy Germans. A young man leaned against the vehicle in a long coat of black, virgin wool, collar turned up against the wind. He was confident and snub-nosed, like a powerful child, with lots of dark hair and white teeth. His arms were crossed over his chest like a prizefighter.
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This was what their new Latin teacher looked like.

This was so like Ronan. His room inside Monmouth was filled with expensive toys, but, like a spoiled child, he ended up playing outside with sticks.

Two years earlier, Adam had made his decision to come to Aglionby, and, in his head, it was sort of because of Ronan [… appearing as] a shaved-headed boy at the next register […] Even the way the other boy had moved, Adam recalled, had struck him: confident and careless, shoulders rolled back, chin tilted, an emperor’s son.

Ronan and Declan Lynch were undeniably brothers, with the same dark brown hair and sharp nose …

From their father, the Lynch brothers had gotten indefatigable egos, a decade of obscure Irish music instrument lessons, and the ability to box like they meant it.

His attention snapped up as Ronan Lynch stepped out of the old factory. He was clearly related to Declan: same nose, same dark eyebrows, same phenomenal teeth.

Adam was badly impressed.

okay but why do we as a fandom not spend more time talking about the fact that adam parrish canonically keeps a picture of a male model in his car like

In his glove box, Adam kept a cutout advertisement for inspiration. The photo featured a sleek gray car made by happy Germans. A young man leaned against the vehicle in a long coat of black virgin wool, collar turned up against the wind. He was confident and snub-nosed, like a powerful child, with lots of dark hair and white teeth. His arms were crossed over his chest like a prizefighter.

BLLB p. 82 (hardcover)

he not only managed to find the one car advertisement in the entire world that featured a male model but not a female one, but he then cut said advertisement out and kept it in his car to look at. like honestly if adam parrish somehow against all odds turns out to be heterosexual in trk i will eat an entire phone book

(also hey who do we know who drives a sleek gray german car? hint: it’s the same person who adam spends a lot of time calling handsome, thinking about, and staring at the eyelashes of)

Church Crafts

You can tell a lot about a church by the crafts in Sunday school.

Are the kids bringing home paper mâché jars of anointing oil?

Necklaces with beads representing the seven seals in revelation?

Ten Commandments written on the back of a pair of cereal boxes?

Hand print cutouts fashioned into tongues of fire headbands?

Gingerbread wall of Jericho?

Macaroni artwork of an empty tomb?

Toilet paper roll rams horns?