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Wanda: what’re you doing
Nat, checking her out: admiring god’s work ;)
Thor: thank you? I think
You can only reblog this today.
I missed my chance last year. Not gonna let it happen again
Todays the day.
rb to explode a terf ^_^ nonrefundable ^_^
Y/n: What’s it like being tall? Is it nice? Can you reach comfortably for the cupboards?
Wanda: We live in constant fear of the short ones who, in my experience, will climb 4 chairs, 2 boxes, a small coffee table and 6 oddly placed stools to get what they want.
Natasha: It was one time!
Y/N: are you Yuletide
Nat: ?
Y/N: cause I’m gonna make you gay
Nat: jokes on you I’m already gay
Thor: you just like stabbing me
Loki, defensive: I am shocked— shocked that you would say that!
Thor: [literally has a knife in his chest]
Best Friends
*Y/n n Yelena having their weekly movie night.*
Yelena- *Staring into Y/n’s eyes.* “Three words, say them and I’m yours forever.”
Y/n- “… I brought snacks.”
Yelena- “YESSS.” *Jumps on y/n.* BEST. FRIENDS. FOREVERRRRRR.”
tasha: *walks into her shared room* hey babe, did you ever-
y/n: *taking down pride flags off of the walls*
tasha: *raises an eyebrow* what are you doing?
y/n: taking down the flags, obviously
tasha: why? don't you wanna be (your sexuality) anymore?
y/n: no i do but tony told me to straighten up our room cause fury is coming. AS IF THAT MANS IS GONNA COME IN HERE *opens door and pulls peter and clint inside*
tasha: *stifling a laugh*
y/n: there we are! *dusts if their hands* now if this room ain't a lil straighter, idek what is!
wanda: *walks in* i got vision detka!
y/n: thanks wands!
wanda: wow. i've never seen our room so straight before!
tasha: hnnnggggg no something's not quite right yet. *pulls y/n and wanda out* that's better
y/n: if tony complains, he's probably got OCD or som-
Y/N: The difference between us is that I do nothing to try to hide my clinginess while you pretend it’s a coincidence that you’re in the same room as me 97% of the time.
Natasha: The fact that I’m laying on you means nothing.
Natasha: We all have our demons.
Natasha, grabbing Wanda: This one’s mine.
Wanda, smiling softly and waving: hi :)
[Natasha, having a crush on a very oblivious Y/N]
Natasha, smirking at Y/N: French movie or french kiss?
Y/N, excitedly: French fries!
*Natasha sighs, hits Y/N on the back of the head and grumpily walks away*
Y/N, massaging her head, turning to Wanda: What just happened?
Wanda: Oh, sweet Y/N. “French fries”? Really?
*the team laughs*
Kate: there are many words in the dictionary I could use to describe how much pain and suffering I am in
Kate: instead, here is a keysmash: ANDHFJEJHXFJISJZKWBFN
Yelena: you’re literally talking out loud
Kate: I have think concussion
Yelena: *catches a falling Kate* no shit
Clint: *unbothered with hearing aids off*
Fury: *slams hands on table* I know what you did
Y/N: you can’t prove anything
Fury, lying: we have footage!
Y/N: jokes on you, I destroyed the evidence
Fury: so you admit you’re working for HYDRA?
Y/N: what no— I thought we were talking about the Legos planted in everyone’s shoes?
Clint slamming open the door: THAT WAS YOU?!
not as bad as writer's block, but still pretty bad: when you have an idea you're excited to get out of your head but you can only write it really really really slowly
writer's traffic jam
America: What are you doing on the floor?
Y/n: I'm depressed.
Y/n: ...I was also stabbed, could you get Wanda please?