Where Every Scroll is a New Adventure
Does anyone know why the villain waits for the hero to transform or to power up instead of attacking them when they are weak or still transforming is it like a rule or something
I’ve always wondered why does san aus and us papyrus drink condiment like mustard or ketchup or honey or anything else
MC: Hey Barb, I have a question
Barbatos: (Already sensing some bullshit) What is it MC?
MC: Would you still love me if I was a rat?
Barbatos: Who said I loved you now?? (He definitely does)
MC: But what if I was a rat???
Barbatos: Like Solomon?
MC: Sure🧍
Barbatos: No.
What if the reason snek name is sneck was bcs he has a birthmark that resembles a snake in his body and his parents was like "hey a snake like birthmark! we should name him sunekku!🤗"
Thinking about Prohero!Bakugou and his sidekick
Thinking about how your fresh out of college, ready to finally become a prohero and work your way up in Dynamites’ agency, starting as his sidekick; but no, he has you running around the city like a fucking errand boy
You hate it so much, wanting to rip your hair out every time he yells at you for getting his coffee order ‘fucking wrong’, even though you know that you got it right. Everyday your on the brink on quitting, only staying because you don’t want to hear your older brothers and father berate you for not being able to take it, for not being able to take the ‘real world’.
You wonder why he’s so mean to you, you really do; you’ll take any advice to stop him from trying to make your dream come true a burden. You cry almost every night from the shit he puts you through, you just can’t take it anymore, so one day you go up to his best friend; Red Riot.
You ask “How do I make Dynamite like me, or at least not hate me?” He’s taken aback, wondering how you can be so oblivious.
“You mean bakubro?” You nod, anxiously waiting for an answer. “He doesn’t hate you, he actually favors you out of anyone in this building. Why do you think he hasn’t fired you yet?” He says, smirking at you naiveness.
“There’s no way he doesn’t hate me, there’s literally no fucking way!” You say to yourself, deep in thought. “If you don’t believe me, go ask him yourself” The red haired hero shrugs, pointing to your boss.
“W-wait, I didn’t want to ask hi-” “What the hell are you doing ya’ fuckin extra, it ain’t ya’ break yet!!” He yells at you, grabbing your shoulder to turn you around.
“Yes sir” you whisper as you swiftly walk pass him, shivering as you enter your part of your shared office.
“What the hell was she talkin to you about” He grunts, looking at your backside as you shut the door. “Go ask her yourself bakubro” He smiles as the blond, walking away from his friend as he hears his childhood friend scoff as he turns on his heel, walking towards you.
Exhaling as you close the door to you pathetically cramped space you call your ‘office’. You sit down as you get to work, huffing as you only spent two minutes out there, your break only being five minutes anyway. “Fucking asshole, I was only out there for a few minutes” you think to yourself as you log yourself back in to your computer.
Zoning out into your world as you begin working again, only to be interrupted by a rough hand slamming onto desk. Startled by the sudden disturbance, you look up, cursing in your head as you see the flaming hero staring into you soul.
“What the hell were you talking about with shitty hair?” He demands, catching you off guard. “Um…” You stall thinking of a lie as you see him getting angry. “WELL” he seethes, getting closer to your face.
Saying fuck it, you tell him. “I was asking Red Riot for advice” You say, directing your attention at your desk as you see his eye twitch.
“WELL WHAT ADVICE YOU FUCKING MORON” He screams at you, making you flinch at his voice. “I… I was asking him how to make you not hate me, and how to make you stop yelling at me” You say, feeling a surge of regret as you see him smile.
“Isn’t it obvious you idiot, I love to see you mad, frustrated, on the brink of tears.” He says, grinning at the way your eyes widen.
What the fuck
“Huh?” You ask, taken aback at his answer. “It’s so satisfying hearing you cry from this small ass office, knowing that I caused it. It’s so hard not to fuck you on this messy ass desk when I see you tearing up.”
You knew he was kinda messed up, you you didn’t know it was this bad
“So how about you turn off that computer and let me make you cry again?”
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Sorry about how bad this, but I wanted to post another Drabble before I go to my moms house
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overrated-overthinker
What if the hyperspace ring is used to catch a purgil?
I would say it is big enough.
What if they used the purgils to go to the other galaxy? Then they detach the prugil once they’ve arrived at the other galaxy and then they find Thrawn. They map where they been and the coordinates and they hyper-jump back without the purgil.
Just a little Steddie thought, let me know if you want more. quick disclaimer, this has a dyslexic mc who has some internalized bullying for it. I am dyslexic and this was based off of my personal experience with dyslexia, though it’s different for everyone, by no means is this a universal truth or accurate description for the entire population of people who are dyslexic.
Steve wandered through the empty isles of Family Video, scanning the titles to make sure they were all in their correct places. He absently read the titles aloud under his breath as he went along.
“The G-od Fa-th-er.” He unscrambled the letters of the name in his mind, he barely noticed it anymore, though when he heard his own voice saying the titles aloud he stopped. A memory came to the front of his mind.
Nancy scanned the library shelves, the top of her head tucked under Steve’s chin. She gave a little sigh. “Steve? Don’t read the titles aloud, remember? It’s really distracting. It’ll go faster anyway if it’s in your head.” She turned her chin up at him to give a little smile.
“Sure, sorry Nance.” He knew that it would be harder to figure the words out without sounding them out, but it was fine. He was really just here for Nancy anyway.
Steve closed his mouth, chewing on his bottom lip as he continued to scan the titles, saying the words in his head like if he was speaking out loud.
“The Godfather.” Someone said beside him.
Steve nearly jumped out of his skin.
Eddie stood next to him, hands folded behind his back as he leaned on the balls of his feet toward the shelf. “That’s a good movie.” He continued down the line, reading the titles aloud. “The Goonies,” he kept up reading the titles out, making the odd comment about them. Eventually he came across one that was misshelved and Steve plucked it off.
Putting on his “King Steve” face, Steve turned toward Eddie. “Are you mocking me?” Could people just not leave him alone? He knew he wasn’t that bright, but did everyone have to keep reminding him? His face was heating up as he stood there.
Eddie’s head snapped up, looking at Steve with wide eyes. “What? No! Nope, no, no. I was just… I also read titles aloud and… well-“
“I looked like I needed help? Well, I don’t, thanks.” Steve shouldered past the other guy, making a b-line for the correct shelf. What an asshole.
“That’s not it. Wow, this is all going the wrong way.” He rocked his head up and down and absently brought his hands around his ears. “It’s stupid, but I thought it was cute- not in a condescending way! Just in a… normal way…” Eddie looked at Steve through his lashes.
“So you are making fun of me.” He slammed the VHS in its correct space, looking at Eddie with a face that screamed “I’m tired of your bullshit.”
“No! No, Steve. You’re taking this all wrong. I was reading the movie titles out loud because I was listening to you and following along to see which movie I wanted to watch, then you stopped and I just kind of… picked up where you left off. I wasn’t thinking about it, it was just kinda automatic. Sorry.” Eddie scratched the back of his neck and held one hand out toward Steve, it’s intention unclear.
“Oh. Okay.” Was all Steve could come up with as a response. “As far as movies go, have you seen Back the the Future?”
Eddie shook his head. “I have not.” He grinned at Steve.
“No way! You have to see it, it’s a great movie. I watch it, like, once a week.”
“It really must be good.” He dug the toe of his boot into the tile floor, looking down for a moment before putting on a devilish grin. “Wanna watch it with me? If you haven’t already seen it this week, that is.”
Steve tilted his face up, looking at Eddie down his nose in a considering manner. He rocked his head side to side. “Yeah, okay. My place tonight?”
“Yeah! Wait, I don’t know where you live.” Eddie pulled his hair in front of his mouth.
“You could hang around till the end of my shift if you want. You can follow me home.” Steve found the movie and walked up to the counter, sliding it over to Robin.
She groaned. “Not this movie again, Steve. How could you enjoy watching a movie so many times. Especially considering what happened the first time-“ Robin’s eye shot toward Eddie and she cut herself off.
“We’ll, Eddie hasn’t seen it.” Steve shot back. “I’m just going to educate him.” He snatched the movie away from his friend after she processed it.
Robin just rolled her eyes.
Eddie bounced on the balls of his feet behind Steve’s back. This was going to be the longest shift ever.
About the corona virus
When I was a freshman in highschool my grandma would constantly remind us that a famine or virus will rise upon us. She would say that we are truly living in the last days. She predicted a drought, War and diease will wipe out majority of the human population. I always brushed it off thinking she was just some crazy old lady. But now as all these events are starting to unfold I’m starting to believe her.. I’m not saying I’m some crazy spiritual god fearing Christian. But it’s interesting people that have a strong spiritual presence with god or whatever they believe in predicted this stuff will happen eventually. My grandma been stacking up toliet paper, Canned goods, water, non perishable items, weapons, etc for years.
With that being said I’m still going to be a escort and travel for work. If my time come and I die from whatever virus comes upon me then I’m ok with it. I will not live in fear and stop making my money. I don’t really believe the whole ordeal is that bad. I feel like practicing basic hygiene is enough not to get sick. Plus there’s other worse viruses or diseases that can affect your body. But It just mind boggles me how everything she said 4 years ago have come to light. She even said most of this shit will start happening around 2019-2020. All I know if shit does get crazy I know my ass will be good. We stocked up for a couple of years due to her preparing over the years.