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Writing Contest Winners!!!

I’m super sorry for how long this has taken, I’ve been having a really rough and weird month or so (all my fault though, don’t worry about me or anything like that) BUT now here we go!!

I’ve emailed all of the winners but I’m lowkey concerned that because it’s an email from a random stranger talking about winning a contest it might trigger spam filters, so if you see your story here, make sure to check your email!!!

Without further ado, here are the winners!!!

FIRST PLACE by Trina | This one actually straight up made me cry which I did NOT expect from this contest

He tweaked the end of his beard at her nose, and she giggled. “I’m proud of you for giving your time to make those animals happy. In fact, I’m so proud of you that I stopped on my way here.” He reached felt around the sofa cushion and pulled out the Dr. Seuss book he’d bought.

SECOND PLACE by Rissa | Another submission that made me super emotional and honestly it was just a really great way to take this story

So let the pretty young things in the next aisle whisper and giggle about the wrinkly old grandma trying to be sexy. She’d have done the same in their place.

But she’s not dead yet, and she’s got no intention to stop living until she is.

THIRD PLACE by Jordan | Honestly this one just got INTENSE and I dig it

Reader, I did not aid for selfless reasons of kindness, but in the end, intentions never matter. I saw the lights and satellites of the news truck careening into the parking lot at the same time as a cop car and ambulance, and I turned to face the music of my people.

RUNNER UP by Brittany | This has given me new insight into the potential realities of my workplace and I will now tread carefully until I am prepared to launch my life of crime

This man was an internationally wanted criminal in the year 2026, but Interpol had no hope of catching him. They were at a loss, until Jason had an idea. What if they went back in time, and stopped him before he ever turned to crime? After months of work, they found him: in a still from a Target security camera, dated 2016.

RUNNER UP by Shannon | I understand that this was largely pandering to my classic poop humor, but I don’t even mind, this was some good stuff.

The urge.

I felt it building in my stomach, slowly worming its way down to my pelvis and coming to rest against the backside of my anus. Just a couple more minutes, I told myself as I slowly began to make my way to the bathroom.

maniacani  asked:

omfg that glass walls scribbling lance prompt squeezed my heart and didn't let go and the guilty lance looking down at keith cleaning aaahhh!! But i bet smol Lance realised the sketch book was not from his daddy Shiro, he's a smart boy like that. And it was only years later that Keith found out Lance knew and got super flustered his plan didn't work but also endeared Lance actually kept the sketchbook while knowing it was from him

paleesky said: YOU! i’d be surprised if no one wanted to cry or cried or felt hearbroken for keith in the last ask. Soooooooooooooo i wanna ask you this. Does lance apologise? Does shiro tell lance that it wasnt actually him who gave the book? Will pidge do someting too? pleaseeee cathrel. pleaseeeeee. thank you.

Lance’s First Sketchbook Part 2 (Part 1)

[The Voltron Family] Shiro was in Lance’s room and he was currently cuddled up with the little boy after playing pirates with him before bed. Little Lance detached himself for a few seconds to grab the big sketchbook he recently got and opened it to show his Daddy Shiro something he drew.

Lance: That’s a pirate ship! My pirate ship. *points*
Shiro: Ooooh, that’s pretty good, Captain. You’re really getting a hang of drawing. *smiles* *ruffles Lance’s hair*
Lance: *giggles* Yeah. One day I’m gonna be a painter. *looks up at Shiro* Can I be a painter when I’m big as you, Daddy?
Shiro: Of course you can, buddy. *kisses Lance’s forehead*
Lance: *smiles while looking down on his sketchpad* This is the best present I’ve ever had. Thank you. *nuzzles Shiro’s arm*
Shiro: *gulps* Lance, I need to tell you something.
Lance: *looks up* What is it?
Shiro: That sketchbook… *taps the book* isn’t really from me.
Lance: *leans away* Then who is it from? Santa? It’s not even Christmas yet.
Shiro: *shakes head* No. It’s actually from your Daddy Keith. *smiles sadly*
Lance: *scrunches his nose* Daddy Keith? *opens the back of the front cover* But it says right here “Love, Daddy Shiro” ?
Shiro: Yeah, about that…

So Shiro told his son about what happened. How Keith bought that book after work as quickly as he could so Lance wouldn’t feel bad about his drawings being erased on the glass walls. How Keith did what he did so Lance would just accept the sketchpad.

Lance: *whispers* I don’t hate him. *hugs the sketchbook*
Shiro: I know you don’t, sweetheart.
Lance: I just… I don’t know. I feel like Daddy Keith doesn’t like me.
Shiro: That’s not true. He loves you very much. He tells me so every night.
Lance: Really? *sounds broken*
Shiro: Yeah, really. He wishes that you’ll get to hug him and kiss him like you do with me, too.
Lance: I don’t know. *hugs his knees* I’ll try. *clears his throat* But… it’s really nice of him to… to give me this sketchbook.
Shiro: *smiles* Yeah. He’s pretty nice. If you just get to know him, you’ll end up loving him, too.
Lance: You think so? *shy smile*
Shiro: *pulls Lance for a hug* I know so.

The following morning, Lance went down for breakfast and he saw his two daddies in the kitchen preparing food. He tugged Keith’s pyjamas to get his attention. When Keith saw him, he pulled Keith down so he can hug him and plant a kiss on the cheek while muttering a soft “Good morning, Daddy Keith.” Keith was a bit startled. It was the first time Lance hugged and kissed him and Keith couldn’t help but grin so wide when he looked at Shiro who smiled at him fondly, while flipping some pancakes. After Lance gave Shiro his morning hug and kiss, he went to the bathroom to pee, leaving the husbands alone.

Keith: *eyes Shiro* Did you do something?
Shiro: *turns back around to continue flipping pancakes* I have no idea what you’re talking about.
Keith: I can see your dorky grin from here, Takashi Shirogane.
Shiro: *scoffs and turns around* What? Now I can’t smile in my own house? I live here. I paid half the price building this house. 
Keith: *slowly smiles so wide* You.
Shiro: Me, what? 
Keith: I love you.
Shiro: *fake gasp* I’m a married man, Keith Kogane! Have you no shame?!
Keith: Yeah, to me. You’re married to me, sweetheart. 
Shiro: Now, now. Don’t get so ahead of yourself, pumpkin. You’ll have to take me out to dinner first. Get to know each other. Then, and only then, we can talk about marriage, after you know… our first kiss and all that. *sickly sweet grin*
Keith: *rolls eyes* I’m married to a dork. Oh god. 

Years later, Keith was cleaning the house and he was in Lance’s room. He found the sketchpad he gave to Lance when he was only 4. He smiled just remembering it and how his boy kept the book after all these years. He opened it only to see how much Lance had improved on his drawing skills and it made Keith so proud. From stick figure drawings to portrait drawings, 13 years did Lance good. He was about to close to book when he noticed the little note that went with it back then. There with his letter to 4 year old Lance was a slashed drawn upon “Love, Daddy Shiro” replaced with a messy handwriting a 4 year old only could posses: “Love, Daddy Keith.”

Keith just stared at it in horror. Then he heard someone clear his throat behind him. He turned around only to see 17 year old Lance smiling shyly at him.

Keith: You knew.
Lance: *nods* 
Keith: How?
Lance: Daddy Shiro told me the following night I got the sketchbook.
Keith: *steps back* You knew all along it was from me and you still kept it?
Lance: I did, yeah. Was I not supposed to? *scratches his nape*
Keith: *shakes head* No, no. It’s yours. You could do anything you want with it. I’m just… you kept it.
Lance: *hugs Keith and kisses him on the cheek* Daddy Keith, you’re going emo again. *chuckles*
Keith: *hugs back* Shut up, you overgrown child.
Lance: *laughs* I am a child! *hugs Keith tighter* Also, I never got to say this back then, but thank you. 
Keith: You’re welcome. *smiles*

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Puppy Love

Originally posted by ofallingstar

Character: Harry Potter (Year 2)

Prompt: None

A/n: I was watching the Harry Potter weekend this television channel runs like once a month and I’m doing a book report on Chamber of Secrets and I came to realize how much I love the earlier installments of the series both book and film. Plus first love fics are always cute.

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“Don’t come back inside until I tell you to!” Shrieked Aunt Petunia as she all but shoved Harry outside. “I have to make this dinner perfect for the Mason’s and I can’t have you lolling about the kitchen getting in my way!”

Harry walked aimlessly out of the front garden as he made his way to his bench down the street, muttering about how wretched his day was going and it wasn’t even midday.

He continued to sulk until his ears perked as he heard a familiar voice that made his cheeks and neck begin to burn.

“Harry?”

He whirled around to find you sitting among your sunflower bushes, a place he often saw you from his bedroom window or on the rare occasions the Dursley’s took him out of the house.

You had lived on the other side of Privet Drive for as long as he could remember. But he had never really spoken to you until the previous year when he saw you at the Sorting Ceremony.

Harry’s eyes nearly popped out of his head when he heard your name and even more so when he saw you in the flesh, sitting on the stool, waiting to be assigned to a house.

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anonymous asked:

LMAO im so angry rn. im arguing w this "food engineering student" about veganism on the fucking internet, and after i literally show them the statements made by the NHS and many other associations about veganism they STILL say its unhealthy and that "other scientists have written books about how bad veganism is"?? and "well you cant just believe these associations, they just tell you what you want to hear!!" IM!!?? AND theyre supposed to be a fuckign food engineering studentshhsh im done. im out

It’s confirmation bias, plain and simple; people believe what they want to believe and disregard what they don’t. The fact that the vast majority of people can be perfectly healthy on a vegan diet is indisputable at this point, backed by decades of longevity studies and agreed by all the most authoritative nutrition organisations. I’m quite sure other scientists have written books about veganism being unhealthy, just like other “scientists” have written books about how Jesus walked with the dinosaurs and how evolution was a lie. That a scientist says something means absolutely nothing, scientists are people too with their own biases and belief systems. What we look at is the data itself, which in this case overwhelmingly demonstrates that a properly planned vegan diet can be perfectly healthy for all stages of life. 

anonymous asked:

how do i learn to accept myself?

watch lgbt youtubers, movies, shows, & read books that involve sapphic relationships! in order to accept myself, i joined tumblr and then eventually made my own wlw positivity blog and that has helped tremendously! embrace who you are and remember that you are valid and there’s a huge community that is always ready to support you❤️

also: try to make lgbt friends maybe? i was super closeted until i became friends with two people in my gym class (one gay and the other a lesbian) and seeing my friends accept them and not care about their sexuality made me feel comfortable to come out to that friend group as well (even though i haven’t came out to everyone, i’m doing it slowly lol i just hint at it a LOT) 

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 Mod Wisty Edit- This is a difficult thing to answer because its different with everyone. Such as: I myself thought I was okay with who I was but I found out I was holding on to a lot of self hatred for being different. I kinda just threw myself into positive sapphic environments (online) and forced myself to see that it was okay being who I am!! Some people need a supportive friend or and Lgbt+ space like Pride or a GSA at your school!! (If you go to school ofc) but if there is anything I can do just let me know I wish the best for you ♥♥♥♥

anonymous asked:

Hello Mage!! I wanted to ask if you have any plans of releasing Ignoct doujins later on in the future? Going through the Ignoct tags, I've noticed a lack of doujins for the ship (the majority of the ones out now made by Japanese doujin groups) and I was wondering if you've thought about releasing some Ignoct doujins yourself?

Yes, I’m planning to and gonna work on my first ignoct doujinshi soon! It’s for a local doujinshi market in September but I definitely put it on my tictail store after the con, like usual. If anyone wondering, it’s a sfw book :”D 

It’s early in the morning and nobody will probably read this but I just had the greatest ‘humans are space orcs’ idea

Imagine if humans are the only species that experiences impatience.

Think about it. Most prey animals are extremely patient. Ever meet a deer or a rabbit in the woods and hold still to try and out-wait the thing? I can guarantee your brain starts sending bored bored bored messages very quickly, and your instincts start telling you to give up and find something else to do. Humans can do the patience thing- as evidenced by our endurance hunting methods- but our instincts tell us not to. Correct me if I’m wrong, but this feels like a predator development. I have the idea that if aliens are mostly prey-based, and we’re predator-based, then the aliens will be very patient and we just aren’t.

As an evolutionary development, being impatient can be brilliant. It means that we didn’t sit around and wait for the ice caps to warm up, we knew we didn’t have the technology to survive that level of cold, but we did it anyways. We were trying to send people into the sky and then into space before we had fully figured it all out, simply because we didn’t want to wait and think it out, we wanted SPACE and we wanted it NOW. And personally, I tend to be extremely productive and inventive when I’m feeling impatient. Mechanic is booked for a few days? I’ll figure out how to change my oil and tires and tint my car’s windows myself. Strawberry season is still 4 months away? I’ll get a heat lamp setup and grow them myself. Friends can’t visit and help move furniture for a week? I’ll build a trolley out of some toy cars, tape, a chessboard, and do all the lifting myself.

This impatience is what made us design faster cars, faster computers, faster internet, faster communication, methods of growing food faster, of processing food faster, we’re always looking for the quickest and most efficient thing simply because we are not patient. 

Impatience leads to a type of creativity and persistence that patience just doesn’t have.

Imagine aliens starting to realize this.

“You got to your moon before you had developed LED screens??? You didn’t even have computers that could do basic math?!”
“Well, what else were we gonna do, sit around and wait?”

“Your planes don’t have gravitational control? Don’t you experience discomfort from the acceleration and directional changes?”
“Sure. But we needed to get on the other side of the planet in a decent amount of time.”
“So… what you’re articulating is that you’d rather have physical distress than have to have a long journey?”
“Yeah, pretty much.”

“Human____, our mechanical teams will be on site in several of your earth hours, so we won’t be going anywhere until then.”
“Screw that. Where’s the manual for this thing? I bet I can fix it.”
“But you don’t have any mechanical training.”
“I also don’t feel like sitting around on this rock for ages.”

“You’re back already? I thought your medical representative told you to not be walking on that limb for another of your weeks.”
“Ugh. I just can’t anymore. I’ve got to get up and move and do something, anything.”
“But doesn’t that hurt to walk on?”
“Absolutely.”
“…You would choose pain over waiting?”
“What can I say, I’m not a patient person.”

Like aliens just being baffled that humans would rather work hard or struggle with a problem or even experience pain and discomfort. They, as prey species, are used to just waiting it out. They don’t have the same impatience driving them to get up and go and to fight through things just because they can’t wait any longer.

Bonus: 
Human: Ain’t nobody got time for that!
Alien: Why don’t you have time? Is something scheduled soon?
Human: No, I just don’t feel like wasting time.
Alien: But… it’s not wasted. It’s time well spent. And you do technically have the time to spare for that. If there’s nothing scheduled, then you do ‘got time for that’.
Human: No. No, I don’t. It’s just… no.

tv shows: yeahhh,, uh,, i’m here for the *looks at smudged writing on hand* gltb thing?? yeah, we totally got you,, but um,, i left a casserole in the oven at home,, promise i’ll come back, for real, totally;:,,

books: lgbt characters? those are over there, through the Infinite Forest of Generic Dystopia. good luck though, few have ever made it out alive!

podcasts: fuk u guys, here’s 7 aroace characters, 5 genderfluid characters, 37 bisexuals, 54 healthy wlw relationships, actually everyone is lgbt sorry we don’t make the rules!!!

I hate to know that the only way for me to see you smile is to pretend that we’re just lovely friends who don’t feel anymore than our friendship. That I wasn’t someone who could give you and make you feel everything you ever wanted. It’s the fact that I was a single star hoping for you to notice—among the brightest ones in your galaxy. That we wouldn’t be able to create one single spark once we collide. It’s not sad knowing—that the only way for me to love you—is to let you go—to stay away from you. And for me to feel this thing freely I need to be out of your sight. It’s not sad. It is something that was more than that. It was something that made me search for words that weren’t enough.
—  ma.c.a // Why “away” also means “stay”?
Was bored at work, so got a guy fired and possibly sent to prison for fraud.

(long story)

I work the night shift as a receptionist at a hotel in Norway, and most nights are spent watching Netflix/playing games. Last summer was really slow and I also worked a lot extra, so I ran out of stuff to watch and games to play. One night I got a mail from “Scooter”. He wanted to book a room for almost 20 days. I just had to send him the price and confirmation that we had rooms available, and he would then send me his credit card info for me to pre-charge. Normally we just delete these kinds of mail, but I was bored out of my mind, so I responded with an offer for around 2k$ for the entire stay. Also made sure to inform him that he could cancel for free up until the day of arrival.

This is probably the most common fraud attempt in the Hotel/travel industry. Unlike most businesses, we are able to charge credit/debit cards with only the card number and exp date. No need for a pin code, cvc or other auth methods. Our software also allow us deposit money directly to local and international bank accounts by using the card number. Because of this, shitheads like Scooter will try to prepay with stolen/skimmed cards, but then cancel the booking and asking us to refund the amount to a different card.

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Strip Tutoring // Jeff Atkins // requested

Request : please do a jeff atkins imagine but please dont let him die there iM BEGGIN U

This imagine doesn’t mention his death or the party or anything! Just a regular ‘dating Jeff Atkins’ imagine. Lol

Requests are closed. xx

Warnings : not really smut but… stripping ?…. cheeky!Jeff

Pairings : Jeff x Fem.Reader

Originally posted by jeffreysatkins

Originally posted by ardevaas88


Walking into the library, my eyes scanned over everyone’s faces until I saw my boyfriend sitting with Clay. He looked irritated and pinched the bridge of his nose. Taking a seat at the table, Jeff’s eyes lit up.

“Hey babe.” He smiled. 

I grinned, “How’s he doing, Clay?”

“Depends. Did Abraham Jefferson write the Declaration of Independence?” Clay responded smartly. 

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Study and Going Steady - Jeff Atkins Smut

Jeff Atkins x reader

Request: I was wondering if you could do a smut on Jeff Atkins about y/n coming to his house while his parents are away and we want to “Study” but things go another certain way

WARNINGS: Fluff, smut, cursing

Originally posted by knightlley

“I’m heading out now mom!” I scream as I head for the door.

“Okay hun, text me when you get to his house, love you!”

I say a quick love you too as I lock the door and jog to my car. I’m happy cause I’m staying the night at my boyfriend Jeff’s house. His first game can be next Friday if he passes his upcoming test so I promised him I will help him study before we binge watch cringy romance movies. As I pulled into his car, I noticed his parents car isn’t there. I forgot they went away on a business trip for the weekend. I knock on the door and as soon as it opens I’m welcomed by his lips.

“Hey beautiful” he smiles.

“Hello hunnybun” I joke as I walk into his living room.

“Oh gosh, let me stick to the cute names” he laughs as he jumps on the couch.

“Whatever you say boo bear” I smile as I sit down and put my legs on his lap. 

“Did you bring everything for the night?”

“Yep textbooks, pencils, pajamas, charger, hair ties, underw-”

“You don’t have to tell me everything babe” he laughs

“Yeah yeah when do you want to start studying?”

“Uh how about you go upstairs change into your pjs while I get us some food then we can start.”

 I nod my head and take my bag to his room. He has such a modest, but boyish room. I change into my clothes, purposely bringing the tight shorts and tank top Jeff loves so much. I throw my hair in a messy ponytail and get our books out.

“So I brought some classic chips and popco-”

He stopped and made no effort to hide the fact that he was staring right at my ass. That made me blush as I tried to pull down the already revealing shorts.

“And y-you expect us to study with you wearing that?”

“Wearing what?” I ask innocently as I turn away from him to put the rest of the books on the bed. I then felt his breath behind me as he grabbed my waist and pulled my back towards him. 

“This” He said and started kissing my neck and went from my waist to my breast, knowing I don’t wear a bra to bed. A light moan escaped my mouth as I put my hands over his. I felt him smirk on my neck and I almost forgot what we were suppose to do.

“Babe babe babe” I squirm from his grip as I turn to face him and peck his lip. 

“I love you, but we really need to study so I can cheer you on at Friday’s game”

he sighed, but he knew I was right. “Fine fine, but your missing out” he jokes as he slaps my butt. 

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“Jeff pay attention!”

“I am babe I swear”

“Which president wrote the Declaration of Independence then?”

“Um.. Abraham Jefferson?”

“Yeah, no this studying is over, I hope your going to enjoy watching the game on the bleachers with me.” I start closing our books and Jeff grabbed my hands.

“I’m sorry babe, I just can’t stop looking at you that’s all, it’s easy for Jensen to tutor me because he isn’t my hot girlfriend.”

“Shall I dress up like Clay then?”

“No no no” he laughs.

“Then what do you want to do?”

he bits his lip and looks at me up and down as he climbs on top of me. he leans down to my ear and kisses it, “you” he whispers.

I can’t help but moan at how sexy that sounded and push him down onto the bed. I attack his mouth, not that he had a problem. He grab my thighs and squeeze them. I wrap my arms around his neck to deepen the kiss. his hands travel to my butt as his slides his hands inside my shorts. I rub against his pants and start to feel his bulge coming on. He starts groaning and I smile against his lips. He stops kissing only to remove our shirts and turn me over. He starts to slowly kiss my neck, knowing I hate it.

“Jeff stop teasing” I wine.

“Sorry baby” he smirks.

He started to harshly suck on my sweet spot and I moan into his neck. He then goes to one of my breast and starts sucking on my nipple while massaging the other and then switching. I squirm under him, grabbing his brown hair just wanting to feel him already.

“Babe, I want you already” I wine

“In just a second” he smiles as his kisses travel to my thighs. he pulls my shorts down painfully slow, making me a groaning mess. he laughs at my reaction and comes back up to kiss me. I feel vulnerable being completely naked under him so I tug on his sweats so he gets the idea which he does. He pulls them down and went back to sweetly kissing me. I then feel his hands go in between my legs and I suck in my breathe. He circles his fingers around my clit and I try hard not to moan.

“Oh my go- Jeff!”

he bits his lip as he watches me come undone under him. I buckle my hips into his fingers and just need to feel him. 

“Jeff please..” I whimper with my eyes a shut. 

He doesn’t make me ask again as he grabs one of his condoms from inside his nightstand and slide it on. I can’t help but stare at his huge member and grab it in my hand, knowing he likes me to put it towards my entrance. He groans from my touch and kisses me passionately. He positions himself and stops kissing to look at me.

“Are you ready babe?”

I smile at him for always asking before he did anything. I nod my head and he slowly pushes himself into me. I moan and grab his arm as he stretches me. When he’s all the way in, he stops so I can adjust to him. He starts to slowly thrust into me and I wrap my arms around his neck.

“Fu-Jeff- my god” I moan. He takes my moans as his que to go faster. He takes my legs and wraps them around his waist as he starts quickly thrusting to me. I start to lose air from his speed. I dig my nails to his back and come close to almost screaming.

“Jeeeeeff! Fuck! my gosh!!” He puts one off my legs on his shoulder to deepen himself and goes faster. I moan with every pound he gives me. He’s a groaning mess as he whispers curse words with sweat coming down his forehead. His grip on my waist tightens as his thrust become more sloppy. 

“Babe I-I’m about to-”

I moan over his words as his thrust still didn’t slow down, but only got faster. I felt my stomach tighten as now both of my legs are over Jeff’s shoulders, feeling all of him. 

“Je- I c-can’t” before I can finish I came undone under him.

“Fuck y/n” his thrusts got sloppier as he rode out his high, putting my legs down and kissing my forehead. he slid out of me and collapsed onto the bed next to me. Both of us breathing hard, he turned over so that he was facing towards me and wrapped his arms around my bare torso. He started tracing small circles on my side and pecked my lips.

“If this is whats gonna happen every time we study, I don’t mind sitting on the bleachers” he lazily smiles.

“Well I’m not, your playing next game so text Clay”

“Fine, later” he sighs. 

He looks in my eyes and smiles “I love you babe”

“I love you too munchkin” I smile

“What did I say with the names!”

Sick

Tony has created a chatroom.

Tony has invited Bruce.

Tony: I heard a SNEEZE.

Bruce: Riveting information.

Tony: You know what this means?!

Bruce: Someone received Thor’s blessings?

Tony: SOMEONE IS SICK.

Tony: We need to find them and quarantine them. I will not have the Avengers benched just because they can’t breathe through both nostrils.

Bruce: snot…

Tony: what

Bruce: snot so bad

Tony has left the chat.

Y/N has joined the chat.

Y/N: it has begun …

Bruce: what?

Y/N: MY DESCENT INTO AGONY

Bruce: Did you finish your favorite book?

Y/N: I have a cold.

Tony has joined the chat.

Tony: So it’s you!

Y/N: Give me a hug, Tony.

Tony: No!

Y/N: Where is he, Bruce?

Bruce: Lab, as always.

Tony: STAY BACK!

Y/N: WE’RE ALL IN THIS SUFFERING TOGETHER!

Tony has been disconnected.

Y/N: Seeing Tony trip made me feel a lot better.

Thor has joined the chat.

Thor: I HAVE JUST SENSED A CHANGE IN YOUR HEALTH. IT APPEARS YOU HAVE A COLD. FEAR NOT, I, THOR, SON OF ODIN, SHALL SAVE YOU!

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“"What?” he asked, sounding nervous.  
“Nothing.”
“Luce.”
“I can’t get it out of my head,” she said, rolling over on her side to face him. She
didn’t feel steady enough to sit up yet. “This feeling that I know you. That I’ve
known you for a while.”

The water lapped against the rock, splashing on Luce’s toes where they dangled
over the edge. It was cold and spread goose bumps up her calves, Finally, Daniel spoke.  
‘Haven’t we been through this already?“ His tone had changed, like he was trying
to laugh her off. He sounded like a Dover guy: self-satisfied, eternally bored,
smug.