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Live; Serendipity

Originally posted by prismatriangles

You always had the worst luck possible.

It wasn’t something you pondered about a lot, however it did make you work harder than anyone. You had noticed how your friends would slack off, leaving it off to fate while you stayed up until four or five in the morning making sure that anything you made or submitted was perfect. You had too. You could never leave things up to luck. It was a condition you had adapted with.

So when you were suddenly in charge of the sound system at an event, when it wasn’t even your job. You didn’t question it because honestly if you had questioned every time you had to do something out of your job scope. You would have been out of job. “Can you help?” your manager had asked, as he folded the sleeves of his shirt.

“Uh-sure.” You replied, putting all the papers and weighting it down with the clipboard in your hand and pushing your pen inside the back of your pocket. “What do you need?”

Your manager looked at the man standing in front of him, as he pulled out his phone and moved to make some calls. You smiled at the man as he let out a sigh of relief. You chuckled softly, understanding as well on how affected everyone could be by the presence of your manager. He was a hard man to please. “We’re short with staff and we haven’t even properly fit in the mic for everyone. So…” he trailed off walking off as you followed behind him. He moved towards a table and grabbed a few items and turned to look at you. “Have you ever fitted a mic?” he asked and you nodded your head.

It was one of the few things you had picked up while working in event management.

Plus being under your manager, you had no room to ever say no to learning new things.

“So who do I…?” You trailed off as you saw him looking at his own clipboard, and going down the list. “We have Live at the back. Can you go do him?”


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anonymous asked:

Something I really love about your angel designs is that they're not all just wearing robes and ribbons. The clothes are kinda anachronistic (like Diethelm looks like an English schoolboy while Taur's in a doublet and hose) and it's really neat

Aaah I’m glad their variety of outfits is a thing that you like. I worry about that being jarring sometimes.  I would’ve gotten bored with angel designs a long time ago if I had just limited myself to robes and whatnot so I like to imagine the Heaven my angel OCs are in to be…just a big gumbo of time, cultural influences, and evolution. A place where you could see someone dressed like they’re from England in the 1800s and then turn and see someone dressed like they’re from Spain in the middle ages and then turn around and see someone in a t-shirt, jeans, and Nikes. 

A place where new ideas and inventions come in….but the older ones are never scrapped. Like….cell phones and computers will come along and become widely popular…..but angels who would rather write a letter with a quill pen, tie it to a bird, and send it off can still do so w/o being considered behind on the times or obsolete. Nothing is considered more or less advanced, just different. 

New idea for a weed shirt. It’s a black t shirt that says “too stoned, one bird” And it has a pic of a hand giving the middle,finger.

Ellie has suggestions

The Avengers come back to the tower after a long day of being awesome only to find Ellie there. The young girl has been thinking up ways to improve their superheoring

The team trudged into the Avengers tower. Sweaty, bloody and weary after a long fight. Captain America’s shield was scratched, the Iron man suit was torn with sparking wires by the shoulder. Professor Bruce Banner was in dire need of a new pair of pants, holding the much beleaguered purple sweatpants around his hips as he limped. Hawkeye only had three arrows left. Natasha’s face was smudged with dirt and her hair was falling loose from its ponytail.

So in other words, most days for the Avengers.

Spiderman and Deadpool were currently bickering over reattaching Wade’s severed arm.

“oh my god oh my god peter just let me do it”

“the last time you did it you put it on backwards now stop squirming you big baby”

“nonononono baby boy come on lets be reASONABLE OH FUCK”

Peter had finally jabbed the arm into its correct position, the bones audibly cracked into place as his body accepted the missing piece.

“Jesus fuck on a cracker baby boy warn me when you do stuff like that.”

“I DID warn you! you’ve just been being a baby! You’ve fallen off buildings with less fanfare than this!”

“I probably would’ve complained less if you let me do it!”

Wade and Peter continued to bicker in the background. Out of all of them it seemed only Thor was feeling properly chipper. Thor’s chainmail was bloodied and dirtied but his smile was bright and his gait light as he swung his hammer back and forth.

Thor grasped both Clint and Natasha’s shoulders, one on either side of him as he shook them lightly on their already unsteady feet.

“Indeed friends art there no better sport than the glory of battle?” he grinned wide at the pair of them. The god didn’t seem to notice the poisonous glance Black Widow sent his way at the Comment. Clint decided to intervene.

For Thor’s safety.

“hey Thor, we’re all pretty beat. Mind handling the food?”

The Thunder God perked up at the suggestion, he shook clint harder “EXCELLENT!” his thunderous voice made Peter and Wade pause their bickering and Natasha to glare harder “WE SHALL FEAST AS HEROES!”

“YES FOOD!” Wade pumped both hands into the air, the motion dislodged the newly attached limb and he and Peter watched the limb fall to the ground in a sickening wet splat.

Peter pinched the bridge of his nose “oh for fuck’s sake wade”

Wade motioned to the fallen limb with his remaining hand “that wasn’t my fault.”

Thor merrily jogged ahead of the team as they continued into the tower. He opened the door to the Avenger’s living quarters. In their living room a little girl was coloring with a….is that a hydra agent?

All of her previous weariness forgotten, Black Widow flew across the room, three daggers were flung with expert precision, pinning the hyrda agent to the sofa, a fourth dagger held to his throat. All before hawkeye raised his bow.

Ellie didn’t even look up from coloring as the Hydra agent began sobbing.


Natasha looked him straight in the eye, her voice steady as a rock and her glare the heat of hellfire.

“Who are you and what are you doing with this little girl, answer me now and I MIGHT not castrate you and staple your balls to your ears like the world’s worst earrings”

The Hydra agent only sobbed harder. Ellie continued to color as she spoke “Aunty that’s just Bob.”

Black Widow loosened the knife a fraction as Deadpool came in with Spiderman holding his reattached arm steady.

The Hyrda agent looked ready to cry tears of joy at the sight of Deadpool. “MR. WILSON THANK GOD!!” He leaned forward only to have Black widow push him back down and press the blade harder against his throat.

“Oh hey Bob! Nice to see you! Hows the Wife? Hows it being held by Black Widow at knife point?”

“ummmm…” Bob squeaked. “She’s fine and to the second question….terrifying and uncomfortable?….”

Black Widow raised an eyebrow at Wade “You know this man?”

“yeah yeah, me and Bob go way back, not sure what he’s doing here though. Thats a little weird..”

Ellie pointed a crayon accusingly at her father “YOU forgot to pick me up at soccer practice! I had to get Bob to pick me up! Do you know how LAME Bob is????”

“Oh shoot baby girl, I’m so sorry, I forgot, Daddy had his arm chewed off by a werewolf ninja…”

She flung a purple crayon at his head “EXCUSES!”

Deadpool pouted at his daughter “Would it help if I told you I saved some werewolf ninja fangs for you?”

Ellie perked up “COOL! WHERE!!???”

Deadpool handed over three long curved fangs for his daughter to inspect “Daddy gouged those out of Daddy’s arm!”

Ellie grinned as she turned the teeth over in her hand “Can I make them into a necklace??”

Wade ruffled his daughter’s hair “Sure thing pumpkin!”

“YAY!” she jumped up and down before she leveled her father with a contrite look “…Sorry for getting mad at you…I know what you do is important…”

Wade dropped to one knee in front of the girl “Nothing is ever as important as you baby girl” he said as he hugged Ellie to his chest.

“Aww thats so cute….” Bruce looked at the tender father/daughter moment, still holding his stretched out pants to his hips.

Suddenly self-conscious he turned to Tony and whispered “…I should probably go put on some pants now that there’s a kid here….”

“yeah you go do that….”

Bob coughed from under Black Widow “…Umm can I go now??”

Captain America made a dismissive motion with his hand “Nat just let him go…”

Natasha took her knives from where she had pinned Bob to the couch, the hydra agent ran, tripping over himself to the elevator. He got inside and frantically started to push the down button, frantically eyeing the Avengers.

At the last moment before the elevator door closed he raised both fists and yelled “HAIL HYDRA!” before letting out a girly shriek as one of Natasha’s knives whizzed past his head and embedded itself into the wall of the elevator behind him. The Avengers all stared blandly as they listened to the sound of Bob’s girly shriek fading as the elevator descended.


The Avengers all got settled in on the couches, flopping to the cushions like battle weary ragdolls as Thor stooped to talk to Ellie. Wade and Peter settled in next to each other, Peter leaning his head on Wade’s shoulder while Wade leaned his head back.

“My heartiest greetings are extended to you young Mrs.Wilson.” Ellie giggled as Thor bowed to the child “Pray thee, what hast thou done in our absence?”

Ellie perked up “I’ve been drawing you guys of course!”

Tony popped up from where he had been sitting “Ah ha! no….no…nope…I’m gone….It never goes well for me when that kid draws…Bye! I’ll be in my lab!….”

Natasha kicks the armored seat of his Iron man suit as he tries to edge past “stop being a jerk and sit your shiny metal ass down, you don’t refuse drawings from kids.”

Tony looked like he was going to protest but a venomous look from Natasha seemed to take any real fight from him. He sat back down, pouting and arms crossed.

“Fine! sheesh fine!” He sighs and motions to the child and leans back “Alright kid, whatcha got?”

Ellie grins and starts to rummage through the papers on the floor “Ok so I’ve got some Ideas!!”

Its then that Bruce returned in a new pair of pants and a t-shirt “What did I miss? Ideas for what?”

Ellie grins wider and every Avenger is suddenly far too aware of just who’s daughter she is “IDEAS ON HOW TO IMPROVE YOUR SUPERHEROING OF COURSE!!!!”

The Avengers all gave each other a worried look as Ellie sorted through her papers.

“OK Aunty Nat!” Natasha straightened at the mention of her name as she was presented with the first drawing.

“OK AUNTY! Picture you! With SPIDER POWERS!!!”

The Avengers all leaned in to see the drawing in Natasha’s hands.

The scribbly Black Widow in the picture seemed to be screaming, her mouth full of sharp fangs and two additional arms below her normal arms, all four arms seemed to be flailing while shooting spiderwebs. a red black widow insignia was adorned onto her chest.

Natasha considered the drawing for a moment. “Wonderful. Though I would like to point out that the red symbol is not very conducive to stealth missions and would likely draw fire…”

Tony raises an eyebrow at the super spy “Really? THATS the problem you have with this? You have FOUR FUCKING ARMS!”

“The more arms to strangle you with now shut up and let her show us her drawings”

Professor Banner continues to look over the drawing “how do you propose we give her extra arms?”

Ellie shrugs dismissively and gently punches the professor on the shoulder “You’re smart, you’ll figure it out! Now I have some ideas for you too!”

The professor begins to sweat.

“You know how you always stretch out your pants when you go all jolly green giant at the bad guys?”

Tony and Clint snigger at the child’s phrasing while Bruce tentatively nods.


“Well my Idea is that you DON’T wear pants”

Tony and Clint giggle louder, Natasha smacks them both upside the head.

Bruce looks even more worried “Excuse me??”

Ellie doesn’t seem to notice the commotion and presents her next drawing. “See dresses and skirts are way stretchier than boring old pants to they ought to stay on you better but then I remembered that not a lot of guys wear skirts unless they’re my dad, so whats LIKE a skirt but not??”

The team all leans forward to inspect the new drawing. Here a scribbly hulk stands proudly in a…….is that a kilt?

“A KILT!!!” Ellie squeals, obviously impressed by her own cleverness.

Clint falls off the couch he is laughing so hard.

“Ummm….” Banner falters under the child’s beaming gaze “yeah….I’ll look into that….”

Ellie turns to Thor “YOUR TURN!”

Thor grins back at the child “Aye I look forward to thy recommendations! pray thee, how dost I improve myself?”

Ellie leans in and cocks an eyebrow at the god “How do you feel about being a…. WEREWOLF!!!” This last word was punctuated with Ellie shoving a drawing into Thor’s face. Thor accepted the drawing and eagerly showed his teammates.

The drawing depicted a very hairy Thor, screaming, eyes crossed, his mouth full of fangs, bushy blonde tail.

Tony looked at the drawing and the jagged werewolf tail on drawing Thor’s backside.

“….Looks like he’s having a fiery explosion fart…..”

Ellie points to a necklace around drawing Thor’s neck “See thats a chunk of moon rock so you can be a werewolf whenever you want!”

Thor nodded and raised an eyebrow in question “Truely is it moon rock? I had thought it a piece of cheese.”

Ellie snatched the drawing back from the god “Its not a piece of cheese!!”

Thor raised a finger “Aye but consider! A cheese necklace may prove to be nigh indispensable on the battlefield! Hunger in the heat of battle is naught a trivial matter!”

Ellie squinted at the drawing and then at the God and nodded “….I didn’t think of that….”

Clint continued to laugh, his wheezing giggles muffled from where his face was pressed to the coffee table.

“OK BIRDMAN YOUR TURN!” Ellie poked the back of Clint’s head. Hawkeye raised his head to rest on his hand as he turned to face the child, his face still beet red from laughing.
“OK kid shoot.”

Ellie presented the next drawing “Ok you’re already pretty cool…”

Clint grinned “why thank you!”

“But have you ever considered… KATANA ARROWS!!”

This drawing featured a screaming cross-eyed Hawkeye about to shoot a long squiggly sword from his bow.

Clint eyed the drawing “….Thats actually really cool….”

Deadpool looked at the drawing and nudges Hawkeye “Dude we should try that.”



Ellie turned to Captain America “OK Cap you next!”

Captain America nodded at the child and straightened his back.

“So you are really cool but have you ever considered….” Ellie handed him the next drawing “SWORDS AND NINJA STARS!!”

This Scribbly Captain America, like all the others, was screaming and cross-eyed. the drawing Captain America held one red katana and one white Katana while apparently shooting white ninja stars from his eye balls.

“Get it?” Ellie gestured to the drawing “It’s like the national anthem! the katana swords are your ‘broad stripes’ and the ninja stars are your ‘brights stars!!!!”

Natasha put a hand to her mouth to stifle a giggle and Steve nervously eyed the drawing.

“thank you…Ellie….But I think I’ll stick with my shield….”

Thor nodded approvingly at the drawing “Tis’ good advice brother…A sword is a noble weapon! There is nothing wrong with a diversification of weaponry! before I gained my hammer, I was oft to fight with a battle axe!”

Steve pinched the bridge of his nose and rubbed his eyes “Thor, I’m not going to fight with swords…”
“And why shant thee? a sword is a perfectly honorable weapon…befitting of royalty!”

“Wait a second…It that?….” Tony squinted at the drawing.

The Captain america drawing was set on a beach. In the left hand corner was a perfectly innocuous figure sprawling on the sand in a red bikini. Innocuous except for the blue dot on the chest that was obviously supposed to represent the arc reactor in Tony’s chest.

“IS THIS ME????”

Iron man stooped to the floor and scooped up the rest of Ellie’s drawings. Again and again he was depicted in pinup poses, in either bikini’s or short skirts.

“WHAT THE HELL???” drawing after drawing of perky butted winking kissy-faced Tonys flitted about the room as he flipped through one after another.


Ignoring the panicking millionaire, Peter leaned down to his step-daughter “What about us Ellie?” Deadpool leaned down too “Yeah baby-girl, any suggestions for us?”

Ellie hugged her dad and her step-dad “You guys are already perfect”

Wade and Peter hugged their daughter between them, both planting a kiss to her temples. Peter leaned back to face Ellie and kissed her forehead “Come on Ellie, lets get you home…” Peter placed Ellie on Wade’s shoulders and took Wade’s hand in his own. Their little makeshift family leaving with grins on their faces.

Iron man laid on the floor surrounded by about thirty pinup versions of himself.

“…..Why?” he defeatedly whispered to himself.

Natasha sat on his armored chest perusing the pinups. She nodded approvingly as she flipped through them.

“These are DEFINITELY going up in your office” she announced.

New OC idea!

Name: Lorraine

Sexuality: Bisexual

Typical outfit: Black T-shirt, baggy jeans, and red high heels

Hairdo: Brunette, straight hair, usually in a ponytail

Friends: Lotso, Mercy, SafeRoom

Enimies: N/A

Personality: Really nice, and a tomboy!

lesmiserablol  asked:

Hey friend. Ol buddy. Pal. Do me a solid and tell me some happy courferre headcanons??? <3

yeah i’ll do u a solid u lumber moth of happiness

  • Courf and Ferre met in high school; they would bump into each other in the halls all the time (i swear it wasn’t even on purpose!!! at first) and they’d both blush and stutter and apologize and thought the other was SO CUTE and this happened five or six times until they just gave up and introduced themselves
  • ok you know what? after the first time it was totally on purpose ok let me tell you that first time Courf was walking and looking at his Math textbook and Ferre was holding a diorama of the solar system and Courf just knocked right into him (and thank god the diorama wasn’t hurt) and Courf just couldn’t handle it because the boy in front of him was sin incarnate
  • so after Ferre had walked off and Courf had been left staring after him, gaping like a fish, he just grabbed the arm of whoever was walking past at the moment and was like “who the hell is that??” and turns out he and Combeferre have 2 different classes together?? 
  • Courfeyrac spent days trying to find Ferre in the halls again and when he finally saw him walking out of French he was like. Yes. This is my moment. So he just fucking jogs right into him like “oh god i’m so sorry i was in such a hurry i didn’t notice where i was heading” and Ferre gives him a winning smile and says “yeah it’s okay” and i SWEAR that tiny glint of amusement in Ferre’s eyes fuels Courf for weeks
  • this was pre-courferre, but when Ferre got sick, Courf would rush so fast to his apartment to cook for him
  • “Enjolras, I thought you said Ferre didn’t get sick often”
  • “he does now”
  • actually they didn’t start dating until well into college!!! they were both so incredibly in love with each other they couldn’t ignore it anymore oh my god!!! they had been in love for years let’s be real but they were such a good friend dynamic in high school that neither saw the point of risking it. Courf didn’t want to ruin it, and Ferre was insecure enough to believe courf would never like him that way.
  • which is fucking ridiculous because even despite courf’s resolve not to make a move, he was still not above being the flirtiest motherfucker. Ferre what are you doing why are you so blind
  • one halloween they dressed up as the protagonists of the princess bride
    (try and guess who went as who - i guarantee you are wrong)
  • Ferre hates minions with a passion. I mean, Enjolras hates them too, for the underlying waves of capitalist sentiment. But Ferre hates them for their stupid oblong yellowness and their stupid eyes and their STUPID VOICES OH MY GOD “COURFEYRAC I WANT TO KILL THIS BANANA” “oh my god does it have a minion sticker on it?” “YES COURFEYRAC FUCK I HATE THIS BANANA”
  • naturally this means that Courfeyrac went and bought Minion mugs and minion socks and always buys the minion bananas, and a minion onesie
    Which he wore while shaking Ferre awake one day
  • Ferre s c r e a m e d  (it was REAL TERROR) and pushed Courf off the bed
  • “you are not sleeping here again” “ferre-  i - Your faCE!!! Ferre, oh my g- oh my god, i- you’re so RED - f- i” “STOP LAUGHING AND GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY ROOM”
  • he forgave him
  • for like. thirty minutes. until he saw the first minion mug
  • “oh good then we’ll need to buy a NEW blender, and i have this splendid idea-”
  • Courf owns a t-shirt that says “i’m Ferretically challenged, you tall fuck”
  • i know this has been said and done a million times, but - Courfeyrac wearing Ferre’s sweaters. Which are way too big for him. Thank you and goodnight.
  • Combeferre whose hands are always warm and soft. Combeferre who holds Courf’s hand and breathes hot air onto Courf’s hand and rubs little warm circles into Courf’s hand because Courf is just really susceptible to the cold dammit Courf
  • “dammit Courf wear a jacket”
  • “wear some gloves, will you, it’s SNOWING OUTSIDE”
  • and alternatively; “Combeferre go to bed, it’s 2am, your essay is perfect” and “Hey, Ferre, I brought you some hot chocolate” or “COMBEFERRE I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU DON’T STOP OVERWORKING YOURSELF I WILL WEAR THAT MINION ONESIE TO BED FOR A MONTH”
  • yeah Courfeyrac is really tactile but did you know Combeferre is huge on cuddling? did you know? no, but you need to
  • no seriously he craves cuddling okay even if he shares a bed with someone and they fall asleep with their backs to each other they WILL end up hugged around each other by morning
  • or. well. maybe not just anyone. maybe just with courf.
  • Combeferre’s lock screen is an unamused courf with his face covered in strawberry ice cream. just so you know
  • combeferre’s background is courf laughing uncontrollably with his face covered in strawberry ice cream. the two were taken three minutes apart.
  • combeferre mumbles cheesy pick up lines when he’s half-asleep, which is one of the biggest factors leading up to Courf finding out that his feelings were returned

i hope u enjoyed this, sweet courferre pea

my new t-shirt idea is on the front it would say “i’d rather be eating my chicken pot pie right now” and then on the back is a picture of the chicken pot pie and udner that it says “that’s it that’s what i’d rather be eating right now”