team pick

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The team and friends/family do paintball as team building exercise and tony absolutely DOMINATES which surprises everyone but rhodey. Or maybe the team volunteer at kids center and each avenger takes a team of kids and have to build something. Tony's team has the most fun but fails spectacularly bc tony encourages thinking outside the box and encourages the kids ideas no matter how outlandish

“This is a training exercise.” Steve declares, trying to get Tony and Clint to stop giggling like giddy idiots. Tony smiles, and reassembles his now slightly modified paintball gun. “Now a paintball has to strike a fatal spot to count. Shot’s to the feet or arms are not fatal, but will require you to switch your gun to your non-dominate hand. Is that good?” Steve asks, everyone nods.

“Can we just pick teams already?” Tony groans, and Steve sighs pinching the bridge of his nose, leaving the barrel of his paintball gun dangerously close to his face. 

“Fine Clint, you’re on my team.” Steve declares, Tony groans.

“That’s not fair.” He grumbles, and Steve gives him an unimpressed look as Clint walks over to stand next to him. “Natasha, you’re on my team.” Tony decides, knowing she can keep Clint distracted. Rhodey pouts at him. “Sorry Honeybear, gotta get the best team I can.” Natasha saunters over to his side.

“You suck Stark.” Rhodey replies, and Clint laughs. Steve gives them all his no nonsense look but remains largely ignored. 

“I’ll take Thor.” Steve declares, and Tony stifles a laugh. Thor beams at Steve as he strides over. 

“A valliant choice Steven.” He says, patting the soldier on his shoulder. Steve stumbles forward slightly. 

“Rhodey!” Tony chirps, making a come hither gesture. Rhodey groans and walks over to his side.

“Why am I friends with you?” Rhodey grumbles, pulling Tony in close and ruffling his hair. Tony waves his gun at Rhodey threateningly. 

“Sam.” Steve says, getting a glare from his best friend. “What? I wanted to give Tony a fair chance.” He offers in defense, Bucky only glares harder when Tony laughs pulling something out of his bag. Bruce cracks up when Tony pulls out a green and purple striped referee shirt for him. 

“Bucky I guess you’re mine.” Tony says, and the man reluctantly joins his side. Tony turns towards Bruce. “I know you could participate, but Captain Spoil Sport thinks it’s a ‘bad idea’ and ‘dangerous’.” Tony says, doing finger quotes. Bruce laughs again. 

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I’m team Lucina but man that second round was wild and I loved observing the friendship build up between team Chrom and team Ephraim

Based on this amazing text post:http://tonkatsu-pls.tumblr.com/post/158322554070/ephraim-can-i-ask-you-a-question-chrom-yes
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Nekoma practicing their various acrobatics and tricks.  As the most visually acrobatic team, they had it pretty rough with their choreography.

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There were a number of things I wanted to draw for a speedpaint, so this week I drew Sucy from Little Witch Academia wearing the Team Skull Grunt outfit from Pokemon Sun&Moon :D

OK tbh I was streaming while doing this so I forgot to record when I started, and then I forgot to record the ending portions of the drawing. But idk I did record pretty much the main part which is Sucy lol. The only thing that’s not shown are the colouring of the lineart and the background uou


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kuroken; don’t call kenma lazy in front of kuroo. just—don’t.

for @dgalerab - idk if someone beat me to it but i too, like kuroo, would defend kenma to the depths of hell and beyond,,


They’re eating lunch when it happens. It’s just the two of them today, Kuroo nabbing a random vacant chair to join Kenma at his desk because the second year doesn’t feel like moving. Or talking. Or really anything, but that’s a whole other can of worms.

Kuroo talks for the both of them, one of his notebooks open next to his bento as he drops broccoli into Kenma’s box when he thinks the other boy isn’t looking. Kenma has his phone out, but he’s barely scrolling through it. Instead, he’s steadily picking through his lunch, silently taking in Kuroo’s babbling about some sort of revelation in the chemistry world. He hums every now and then to let Kuroo know he’s listening. It’s almost peaceful, as familiar this scene was.

Then, of course, one of Kenma’s classmates, a tall kid with glasses whose name Kenma can never bother to remember, has to go and make a snide remark about him, just loud enough for most everyone in the classroom can hear. 

“There’s no way he made the starting line up without kissing ass. I mean, if Kozume’s lazy ass can be a starter, then what does that say about our volleyball team, right?”

Kuroo falls silent immediately, fingers clenching his chopsticks so hard Kenma’s afraid they’ll break. He wants to say something, or run away, or tell Kuroo to ignore them, but he can’t. He just hunches further into his sweater.

“Excuse me,” Kuroo says, turning in his chair. His tone is light, almost conversational, but his eyes are the sharp kind of dangerous when he plays against opponents that don’t play nice. “What the fuck did you just say?”

The kid sniffs, and Kenma isn’t sure if he should be in awe of his classmate for being so undaunted when there’s a large scary third year glaring him down. “I said, i don’t understand how Kozume is on the team. He doesn’t talk, he’s creepy, and he’s lazy—”

“Kuro,” Kenma says quietly, but his friend doesn’t hear him. Kenma can only watch on nervously, fingers twitching around his phone. The whole classroom is watching the exchange with varying degrees of alarm.

Kuroo finally stands, stretching to his full height. He easily looms over the other kid. “Have you ever gone to a game of ours?” he says, staring the kid down. “Do you even know what volleyball is? How it’s a team sport? How each member carries their own weight, how each team relies on its setter? Have you ever seen Kenma play? Do you know that he’s our setter, the setter who is currently carrying us to nationals? Do you know how much time he puts into studying other teams’ plays, how long he stays for extra practice with all of us, individually? Do you?”

The other kid has the sense of gulp. He pushes on his glasses, glancing away from Kuroo, but not even his friends are willing to help him out of that. Kenma understands. Kuroo is real scary when he needs to be.

“If you want to talk shit about Nekoma Volleyball Club, fine,” Kuroo says, tilting his head so his too-long bangs throw shadows over his narrow eyes. “But let’s see you come to an actual game first, huh? There’s a practice match this Saturday. I invite you.” 

Kenma watches sweat gather on the poor kid’s forehead. But Kuroo isn’t done.

“And if you ever dare call Kenma lazy again,” says Kuroo, leaning forwards until the kid has to tilt his head back to maintain eye contact. “We’ll be having another nice chat. Understood?”

The kid swallows audibly. He manages a strangled Y-yes, and then Kuroo is settling back next to Kenma, picking up his chopsticks and continuing his spiel about some unique chemical bond only found in space as if nothing happened. The noise level in the classroom picks up again, and Kenma puts down his phone.

He doesn’t say anything, but when he knocks his knee against Kuroo’s and feels the other boy press back gently, he knows he doesn’t need to.

From NCT’s extra lifestyle:

taking the team concept seriously😂 (every team into its own world)

For Day 4 of @tazladyweek, Canon Divergence. Don’t get me wrong, I love NO3113 as a member of Team Sweet Flips, but I really want her to be able to go home and chill with her family as well, maybe have some fun being an auntie?

i wanna talk about that one story from ed where he said that harry got him that giant lego set and they spent all night putting it together like imagining the two of them just sitting around reading the instructions and putting this giant lego together is too adorable my heart can’t take it