#(coming soon?)

[bisotin]

Heathy

Heathed out.

[ambyams]

TETRO PINK ROBLOX HEADCANONS!!!!! basically what games each one would play

these are super funny I promise 🙏

Kamimura - Pressure but he locks in. Also plays Flee The Facility with Tamba

Hasegawa - Pressure but he dies to monsters to read more about them (goes in evil lockers with evil monsters). He also enjoys puzzle based games

Hiroaki - Catalog Avatar Creator and ragebaits ppl on vibe games (would play two person obbys with Ojima)

Ojima - Grow a Garden, Color by Number, any drawing based games (would play two person obbys with Hiroaki)

Tiger Trio - Adopt Me. Chiba has an empire of pets. Harada likes it cuz..animals. and Hama is there for the ride. Besides Adopt Me, these three would play classic Roblox games such as Murder Mystery 2, Hide and Seek Extreme, Natural Disaster Survival, etc

Tamba - plays Flee The Facility with Kamimura and tries to avoid joining Okazaki’s server if she can. Usually ends up ragequitting. She also loves playing Royale High with Watari!! They can be pretty princesses together

Okazaki - trolling ppl on every game she can. She joins Superhero Life to troll Tsuno and joins Wada when they’re playing brainrot games with Isono to troll them. she loves to play Flee The Facility with ppl who are willing (usually Watari). She’s unstoppable and REALLY SCARY when she’s beast

Watari - Flee The Facility when Okazaki asks to play with her. WILL be playing Royale High on the regular

Hayashi - Arsenal. She’s really good at it. Will sometimes play Phighting when she wants to play something a tad bit different

Isono - Brainrot games. A ton of brainrot games. Grow a Garden is a part of her daily routine. Makes Wada and Tsuno join her

Wada - Any lore heavy game is enjoyable to them. also ends up joining Isono when asked

Tsuno - Roleplay games such as Robloxian High School, Superhero Life, etc. she gets really into the roleplay aspect

Sasaki - She’s a manager in those café games and takes her job VERY seriously

Yanagi - Is a senior barista in multiple café games. Is also willing to roleplay with Tamba and Watari on Royale High

[chiquiphytums]

Working on some fun stuff for commissions

[vinebipbun]

Though I'd make a Dispatch OC 👀

(borrowed eyes from Sonar because hasubando)

[malikat24601]

Re: That Steddie Secretary AU I mentioned

And if I just... 🫦

“What the fuck is this?” “Wha—” Steve startled up in his chair, hastily knocking the headphones off his ears. He half-turned to look back at Mr. Munson, who was standing so close behind him, an arm on either side of Steve’s body in a backwards sort of almost hug, one hand holding a typed letter and the other gesturing to it wildly. The letter was marked with red ink throughout; Steve gulped. “I said what. The fuck. Is this, Mr. Harrington? There are three typing errors in this letter, one of which is my name.”  “Oh,” Steve said weakly, cheeks pinking instantly in shame. “I—I’m sorry, Mr. Munson, I can retype it.” He grabbed the piece of paper, their fingers grazing for a brief moment as they slid along the soft linen. With shaking hands, Steve fed a new sheet through the typewriter, and started it up, correcting each mistake with care. Mr. Munson was still looming behind him, leaned into Steve’s back as he watched each word appear in a stamp of black ink.  When he got to the end, Steve hesitated, looking over his shoulder nervously.  “Your name is spelled right on here.” “Correctly. Your name is spelled correctly, and no, Mr. Harrington, it isn’t.” Steve began to type, speaking the words as he did so. “Sincerely, E. Edward Munson.” “E. Edward Munson, Esquire.” His breath was hot where it fanned out across the overwarm planes of Steve’s face. “Esquire?” Steve questioned. “Esquire. Again.”  He backed up the spacing, and began to type once again. “E. Edward Munson, Esquire.” “Again.”  “E. Edward Munson, Esquire.” “Again,” Mr. Munson was so close now, he was breathing hard against Steve’s neck. Goosebumps rose up all along Steve’s skin, and he shivered, mind flash frying with what was undeniably desire. He was hard beneath his desk, and fuck, Eddie — Mr. Munson — could probably see it. Steve replaced his fingers on the keys and typed it again, perfectly.  “E. Edward Munson.” “Esquire.” “Esquire.” “Good boy,” Mr. Munson breathed in his ear, before he pulled himself back up to full standing, turned and walked straight back into his office, closing the door behind him softly without another word.  Steve wanted to cry, the praise whiting out his earlier shame and replacing it with hope and purpose and satisfaction at a job well done for the first time in so long. He could be good. He would be so good for Mr. Munson.

[cosmicdreamerweaver]

idea: sambucky fic about them making the avengers theme song (steve asked them politely) and it goes exactly as you'd think

i'd like to think that sam is a huge fan of music across all genres and gets... "inspired" but one in particular & bucky has some residual knowledge of piano bc his mom taught him in the 1920s

based on this tiktok

[builder051]

I have a handwritten thing for “Ah, Satan sees Natasha,” and I just need to type it up.

I have an unfinished Daredevil fic in the handwritten notebook as well.

I have a very odd idea—Bucky vomiting into a urinal. I feel compelled to turn that into a short “imagine” piece.

No promises on any of it, but here’s proof that my brain is still cooking.