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anonymous asked:

In the brogane au is Shiro friends with Matt? Does little Keith know little Pidge?

YEA YOU BET THEY DO. okay, here are some super self-indulgent (and long) brogane/childhood friends au headcanons:

  • shiro + matt 
    • their parents are good friends and live quite close to each other, so they were pretty much bffs even before keith or pidge was born
    • probably had a lot of unnecessarily complicated friendship handshakes/fist bumps as kids and still indulges in it every once in a while as adults
    • Embarrassing Older Brother Squad™
      • bc he’s such a good big bro, shiro always attends keith’s little league baseball games. usually matt tags along, and they cheer obnoxiously loud when it’s keith’s turn to bat 
      • (keith always makes a huge fuss afterwards, but he’s also never missed any of shiro’s football matches either)
    • were quite similar in size when they were young, but after they hit their late teens shiro pretty much becomes a tank and matt…does not. matt complains that he looks like shiro’s kid sidekick whenever they stand next to each other
    • every time shiro finds a new person to date, matt is always the first person he introduces them to for the token seal of approval, and vice versa
    • they used to hope that keith and pidge would marry each other one day so they could be in-laws, but immediately drop it once they find out about keith’s crush on lance to tease him about that instead

  • keith + pidge
    • when they were little kids keith initially didn’t like pidge bc she was a girl (ew) and younger than him (double ew). they eventually bond over their bitter personalities, love of really obscure sciences/conspiracy theories, and embarrassing older bros. now they’re almost as inseperable as matt and shiro
    • pidge skipped a couple grades of elementary school bc of how smart she is and occasionally gets picked on for ‘being a nerd’. keith always beats up anyone who tries
      • pidge: who do you think you are, my older brother
      • keith: no, matt can’t fight
      • pidge: tru
    • Demonic Little Sibling Squad™ who plan the most elaborate pranks together to unleash hell on shiro and matt
    • whenever he gets into a fight with shiro or his parents, keith will ‘run away’ to pidge’s house to play video games. he usually comes back before dinner
      • once keith starts crushing on lance, he typically runs to lance’s house instead. after about the fifth time this happens, lance’s parents start packing little treats for keith to bring home to share w/ the rest of the shirogane family 

For the football fandom: Name one (active) player you wish you could bring back to your favorite club 🤔

Two Good Things
Modern Baseball
Two Good Things

Trying hard not to look like I’m trying that hard,
Failing miserably at everything, including that
Making plans in my head right before I go to sleep,
Trying to think of who could make a better me than me
Maybe I’ll shoot him an email,
Maybe he’ll give it a go
Then I’ll be free to just evaporate, disperse, or implode
Picking at holes in my jeans
There’s so much God in my gene pool
Not feeling lonely, I just like being alone

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football meme → [5/5] quotes

“the fact that the sport brings the world together in such a massive and amazing way every four years is a feat in its own. the sheer power that the sport totally and completely unites and yet tears the world apart at the same time is spectacular. it unites the world in such a way that everyone loves each other, yet tears the world apart because, let’s face it, who wants to see their team, especially their country lose.” 

Jughead! Imagine

[A/N: Okay, so I wrote this to get myself out of a little writing rut, below is the little scenario I came up with, it’s only a little something and it isn’t taking itself too seriously but I hope you like it! Also it is nearly 2.am for me so sorry if this is riddled with errors!]

Jughead hates (Y/N), her sunny disposition is unbearable: her smile is too wide, her laugh is too sweet, and her eyes are too bright. She is in fact the exact antithesis of Jughead Jones and he resents that.

He resents the day that she was ever introduced to the group, because since that day she has been nothing but an annoying distraction.

Her agreeing to join the Blue & Gold could possibly the worst thing that could ever happen to him but being partnered with him? Somebody had to be kidding, right?

Originally posted by sarcasticagony


‘You just never shut up do you?’ Jughead Jones lifted his head from his laptop, his eyebrows were furrowed together and he wore a sour expression.

‘Jughead!’ Betty scolded and hit him lightly on the arm.

‘Well you know, some of us don’t want to listen to your incessant ramblings on about insignificant things, and by some of us – I mean me.’

‘If you don’t like it then you know where the door is Jug.’ Veronica pointedly stated, her meticulous eyebrow raised in annoyance.

I got here first, she knows where the door is.’ He grumbled tossing (Y/N) a mean look.

(Y/N) had gotten used to this attitude by now. At first his unprovoked attacks on her had cut, deeply if she had to admit it, but after six months of sharing a booth she now remained unfazed by the latest comments.

‘If you were paying any attention Jug,’ (Y/N) sweetly smiled, ‘you’d know that I was talking about the Blue and Gold, and how I can’t wait to come and help out with it.’

‘No.’ He stated simply, he looked towards Betty. ‘Betty, no.’

‘Actually yes, Jug.’ Betty smiled at (Y/N) brightly as she backed her up.

‘Oh yeah, and what are you going to write?’ Jughead scoffed. ‘Wait no, let me guess – you’re going to be Agony Aunt Columnist.’

‘No actually,’ (Y/N) huffed, ‘I’m going to be helping you.’

Before Jughead could begin to protest, Betty jumped in.

‘(Y/N), has connections Jug. Connections that you don’t have. Connections that will prove to be useful.’

Jughead scowled, he hopped over the back of the booth and stomped his way out of the diner, laptop under his arm.

‘Well, this should be fun.’ (Y/N) vibrantly smiled.

-

Jughead stalked the halls of the empty high school. Tonight was the first night he would be spending going through all the evidence (Y/N) had accumulated over the week, to say that he was dreading it would be an understatement.

He had actively avoided coming into contact with her over the week, if he was going to spend a full night alone with her he needed to reserve as much tolerance as he could. This meant: abandoning Pop’s, evading Veronica’s bi-weekly movie night and missing Archie’s football game.

Anywhere she would likely be, he dodged.

What he didn’t expect to find, as he traversed through the quiet halls, was a sight most spectacular. As he neared the designated room for the Blue and Gold, Jughead could hear the faint melody of a familiar song travelling by echo through the corridor. The closer he got, the more recognisable it became.

Simple Plan? He thought curiously to himself. So early 2000’s.

The image that graced him was something precious to behold.

In the centre of the room (Y/N) stood, pencil in hand, eyes closed, and passionately singing along to Simple Plan’s I’m Just A Kid. She danced with abandon, hopped from one foot to the other, sang into the pencil.

Jughead stood by the window of the door, eyes transfixed and unable to shift the smile that had crept onto his lips. As the song began to reach its climax she picked up another pencil and began to drum the rhythm on the table. Jughead’s smile only got wider as she continued to dance and sing to the song and then the gig was up.

(Y/N) opened her eyes mid jump and saw the grinning face of Jughead Jones staring back through the window at her. She immediately scrambled to switch the music off and a very smug Jughead opened the door.

‘Oh please,’ he begged, ‘do not stop on my account.’

(Y/N) stood stoically, her hands folded in front of her.

‘Simple Plan? Seriously? I would not have pegged you as a fan of theirs.’

(Y/N) turned her back to the boy and went to take a seat at the desk.

‘Well, Jughead Jones, there are a lot of things you don’t know about me.’ She glanced backwards at the boy still stood in the doorway, her eyes glittered brightly and she offered a charming smile.

After watching her little performance, Jughead Jones felt more than a little inclined to know every single thing about the alluring girl that sat in front of him.


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