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[avengersacademy-supportgroup]

I know the game is done. If you open the app, you never get past the loading screen. But. I'm still not ready to delete the app because then it will really really be gone forever and I'm not ready to deal with that yet. No more Stark tower cheese fridge. No more Loki dance battles. No more Wasp being a queen of both social media and real life. I miss my little superheroes 😢

<3

[theheroheart]

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  @johannesviii tagged me to post 10 gifs of my fave...

Så jeg kan ikke det engelske navn, men: Ronja Røverdatter?! Ja tak! ��

That would be Ronja The Robber’s Daughter! (Did you know there’s an anime version of it too?)

Fun fact, the only tumblr post I’ve ever made that ACTUALLY broke tumblr’s new rules is a gifset from Ronja, of the robbers taking a snow bath. Even though it’s a children’s movie. Cause they’re naked.

[biowarefangirl]

qameqrumps replied to your post “littleicarus answered your question “motherfucking fuck i accidentally...”

their support actually isn't that bad, it does take like 40 minutes though to get in contact with them tho

were you using their chat system? :o it breaks for me on chrome, i might have to try it on another browser.

silentstephi answered your question “motherfucking fuck i accidentally bought trespasser instead of descent...”

If you did it through Origin, I'd message them. I had a hard time getting my DAO phys copy to work and they verified, then added it to my digital library. So they're pretty good so far.

lindira answered your question “motherfucking fuck i accidentally bought trespasser instead of descent...”

Origin customer service was surprisingly helpful the last time I talked to them. Maybe they can fix it?

iamchangingthissopiotrcantfindit replied to your post “littleicarus answered your question “motherfucking fuck i accidentally...”

I once had a problem with my account, and while I couldn't get in contact with my country's support, EA replied very quickly once I tweeted them ;) I hope you get it resolved!

i had trouble contacting ea in my region but the support dude on twitter was great. :’D evan of askeasupport  is officially my hero.

[knbasket]

Kise the Snowman

Hello Nicole (iamchangingthissopiotrcantfindit), I’m your Secret Santa! I had a lot of fun writing this and I hope you like it. Merry Christmas and happy holidays! :)

Summary: Frosty the Snowman, Kise version! Slight KiKuro. Word count: 2.3k

Kise the Snowman, was a jolly happy soul, With a perfect face and a blinding smile, and two eyes made out of gold.

Kise the Snowman, is a fairytale, they say. He was made of snow, but Kuroko knows how he came to life one day.

There must have been some magic in that camera from the mall, For when he took a picture, Kise began to play basketball!

Oh, Kise the Snowman, was alive as he could be; And the Miracles say he could laugh and play, Just the same as Aomine and Akashi.

Thumpety thump, thump, thumpety thump, thump, Look at Kise go. Thumpety thump, thump, thumpety thump, thump, Through the courts of Teiko.

Kise the Snowman, knew the sun was hot that day, So he said, "Let's run, and we'll have some fun now, before I melt away."

Down to the shopping mall, with a milkshake in his hand, Running here and there, up and down the stairs, sayin', "Catch me if you can."

He led him down the playground, right to the basketball Cap; And only paused a moment, when he heard him holler, "Laps!"

But Kise, the Snowman, had to hurry on his way, So he waved goodbye, sayin' "Don't you cry, I'll be back again some day."

Now the story starts...

Kise the Snowman, was a jolly happy soul, With a perfect face and a blinding smile, and two eyes made out of gold.

It was Christmas Eve and Kuroko was reasonably certain that Aomine had spiked his milkshake. That, or Akashi was being an ass again and hiring actors for very, very unnecessary tasks.

Neither of those really explained why a snowman was parked in his front yard, but Kuroko wasn't particularly shocked at the sight regardless. Snowfall was scarce that year, and whoever had build this snowman had likely gathered snow from dozens of yards, depriving poor children of shoveling chores or having snowball fights.

As Kuroko walked toward the snowman, he debated whether it could really be labeled as such. The snowman's builder was clearly incredibly talented, seeing how each individual strand of hair clustered together naturally to form smooth, straight tresses that slightly spiked at the ends. Eyelashes were sculpted with flawless precision, and flicked attractively at the ends. However, what stood out to him the most were the eyes. In place of buttons, or stones, this snowman had eyes made out of gold. Clearly it was too intricate to be the work of children. A sculpture? Kuroko wondered.

"Um, sculpture-san, I need to get to my front door. Could you please move-"

He paused for a moment. Realizing he had asked a statue to move, he was relieved that Aomine or Haizaki weren't around.

Conflicted, Kuroko rummaged through his bag until he found his cellphone. There was one friend that wouldn't judge him...

To: Ogiwara Shigehiro From: Kuroko Tetsuya

Ogiwara-kun, I appear to have a problem. There is a beautiful snowman in front of my door, but it is blocking the entranceway. It has two golden spheres for eyes. How should I dispose of it?

Kise the Snowman, is a fairytale, they say. He was made of snow, but Kuroko knows how he came to life one day.

To: Kuroko Tetsuya From: Ogiwara Shigehiro

Whaaaaaat??! idk for sure but this totally sounds like the work of The Copycat! he sculpts hyper-realistic snowmen that look exactly like him! his trademark is the colour yellow o_o

To: Ogiwara Shigehiro From: Kuroko Tetsuya

Ogiwara-kun, please answer my question. Also, isn't yellow snow usually considered to be...?

To: Kuroko Tetsuya From: Ogiwara Shigehiro

Ok ok! just take a pic first? i need to know how big it is.

There must have been some magic in that camera from the mall, For when he took a picture, Kise began to play basketball!

Kuroko walked around, trying to find an agreeable angle. He appreciated beauty, and he wanted Ogiwara to experience the work of art to its fullest. He settled on an angle slightly to the left of its front. This way, the sunlight reflected off the sculpture's frozen body and made its golden eyes shimmer.

With complete concentration, he slowly pressed the image capture button.

"Another one! I looked great in that pose, but this one takes advantage of the lighting more!" came an unfamiliar voice.

Kuroko was distracted by the photo on his cellphone. He stared at the screen in confusion. That was weird. The picture he saw wasn't the same as the one he saw before...

"Heeey! If I'm going to do a photoshoot, I need to look my coolest."

A gorgeous face popped up from behind his cellphone screen. Startled, Kuroko took a few steps backwards. This stranger could see him? "W-who do you happen to be?" he asked cautiously.

The blonde followed, crowding his space. "My name is Kise Ryouta! What's yours?"

"My name is Kuroko Tetsuya. Please step a bit further back."

"Ooooh that will do, Kurokocchi! That basketball you have! Let me pretend to play with it!" Kise reached forward and grabbed the basketball protruding from Kuroko's bag. He examined it, before enthusiastically searching for the basketball hoop in Kuroko's front yard. With a flick of his wrist, Kise thrusted the ball into the hoop. A perfect three-pointer.

"Did you get that?? Maybe I should have knelt down more. Ok, try this time-"

"Kise-kun, could you please first explain how-"

"Magic! That's all~" was the only response that came. "You know, I don't really like basketball because it's not challenging enough. How about you carry a soccer ball around instead?"

Kuroko narrowed his eyes in irritation. This was beginning to remind him of another person who thought basketball was too easy. An idea began to brew in his mind.

That morning of Christmas eve, the first-stringers of Teiko's basketball team were invited to a celebratory Christmas party planned by Nijimura. They had used a "small" party room belonging to Akashi, and between the gifts and all the food the maids brought (Akashi was very prepared to console a teary Momoi after Aomine immediately chucked her cookies in the garbage), Kuroko finally felt himself embracing the Christmas spirit. Right before departing, Nijimura had suggested they meet up again in the evening for a festive match of basketball. Excited at the thought of basketball (and afraid to refuse their captain), they'd agreed to meet at one of the street courts at 4.

Checking the time, Kuroko noticed they had an hour left before they had to leave. "Kise-kun, would you like to play a game of streetball with us? I am meeting with my friends at four o'clock, and if you came, we would have an even number of people."

Without putting much thought into it, Kise agreed.

Oh, Kise the Snowman, was alive as he could be; And the Miracles say he could laugh and play, Just the same as Aomine and Akashi.

"Okay, the red team includes Akashi, Kuroko, Kise, and me! The blue team is Aomine, Midorima, Murasakibara, and Haizaki. We'll play first to twenty points!" Nijimura ignored Aomine's complaints ("But I wanted to play with Tetsu!") and began to pass out the jerseys.

Ten minutes into the game, Kuroko was amazed.

Kise was a little rough at the basics. But in ten minutes he had improved more than Kuroko had in four years. He was still no match to Aomine's dunks, but he slowly started to react to them more quickly, more accurately.

Was this really someone who had never played basketball before that day? Actually, was this really someone who used to be made out of snow?

When the red team won 20-15, Nijimura clapped Kise on the shoulder and offered him a spot in the Teiko first string. Kise politely declined, but his eyes shone in a way that revealed how appealing the offer was to him.

Thumpety thump, thump, thumpety thump, thump, Look at Kise go. Thumpety thump, thump, thumpety thump, thump, Through the courts of Teiko.

He pictured himself playing alongside those geniuses, cheers arising from the crowd as he dunks and copies another move and looks absolutely stunning while doing it. Unfortunately, he couldn't do that, but Christmas was a time to dream, right? Kise made eye contact with Kuroko and tried his best to signal that he needed to escape before the captain decided to interrogate him further.

"Akashi-kun, Kise-kun is asking me if we can leave. I would like to visit the store as well," started Kuroko, remaining honest. Akashi nodded, giving his permission.

"Then, merry Christmas and happy holidays, everyone."

"Likewise, Kuroko," concluded Akashi.

Kise the Snowman, knew the sun was hot that day, So he said, "Let's run, and we'll have some fun now, before I melt away."

"Kurokocchi, even though I look human, I'm still made of snow. I'll probably only be able to move for another hour," said Kise sadly. Kuroko shook his head. Climate change was even taking away his friends. "So before that happens, is there anything you want to do?"

"I need to buy a present for my parents. Yesterday they told me they would visit. It was very unexpected because usually Christmastime is very busy at their workplace, but I look forward to seeing them," Kuroko recounted blankly.

The walk to the mall was not silent at all. While Kise had his sober moments, he energetically kept the conversation flowing the entire time. The journey was brightened with stories of his modeling career as a snow statue, all the places he had travelled in the world, and funny anecdotes of his eccentric sisters. Kuroko listened quietly.

"I think," he started, "that if you were real, Kise-kun, we would become very close friends." While he could think of no one who had the blonde's beauty, somehow he resembled Kuroko's current light. He wondered how bright Kise's light could shine.

Down to the shopping mall, with a milkshake in his hand, Running here and there, up and down the stairs, sayin', "Catch me if you can."

"Kurokocchi, what do you want for Christmas? You can ask for anything!"

Kuroko paused. He thought of all the things he really wanted. He wanted to stand on the same level as the Miracles and at the same time he wanted an even lesser presence so he could manipulate his misdirection further. He wanted to calm down Aomine when he became frustrated. He wanted to promise Momoi that everyone would forever stay friends. He wanted to hold his team together.

"I want a vanilla milkshake," he finally said. Kise pouted.

"Your present can't be under 500 yen! You deserve more!"

"No, that is honestly what I want. Kise-kun, do you even have money? You are a snowman," Kuroko deadpanned. With a sigh, Kise headed toward a milkshake stand in the mall.

"Do you know where I get my money from, Kurokocchi?" After a muffled laugh, "the snow bank!"

With Kise's help, Kuroko picked out a tasteful sweater for his mother and a festive tie for his father. While Kuroko was distracted with stowing away his wallet, Kise grabbed his drink. "Wait, Kise-kun-"

"Come on, Kurokocchi! Try to catch me!"

Kuroko huffed in frustration. Were they children? Wait, they were. Suddenly feeling mischievous, Kuroko chased after the blonde. They zipped past merry couples that took advantage of the mistletoe hanging from the ceiling, past little kids taking pictures with Santa, past frantic last-minute Christmas shoppers. Normally, Kuroko would give up within minutes; his stamina was pitiful and his speed couldn't match Kise's long legs. However, he couldn't help himself with Kise's playfulness. They even ran up the escalators, and jumped down the railing.

In the end, Kuroko sneakily waited for Kise to realize that Kuroko wasn't chasing him, and Kise finally slowed down near the centre of the mall. He stared up, transfixed by the tree, by the bright lights and the shiny tinsel. At that moment, from behind him Kuroko tapped Kise's shoulder.

"AHHHHH-" Kise spun around in surprise.

He led him down the playground, right to the basketball Cap; And only paused a moment, when he heard him holler, "Laps!"

"Oh, there they are!" came a firm shout. "Hey you, Kise! What's the deal with leaving so suddenly like that?"

"It's Nijimura-senpai!" Kuroko stated. "I guess Akashi was not able to distract him after all."

"Ahh, gotta hide! Come on, Kurokocchi!" Kise grabbed Kuroko's wrist and pulled him to the side of the street. Kuroko tried to keep up. After all, it would make him look strange too, if Kise had to explain that he was made of snow.

"Wait! 10 laps for both of you if you don't stop right there!" There was a playful undertone in Nijimura's voice, which calmed Kuroko slightly. He couldn't do 10 laps; that would be too harsh!

Rushing around a corner, they were able to catch their breath as Nijimura was forced to give up and instead resolve Aomine and Midorima's fight.

But Kise, the Snowman, had to hurry on his way, So he waved goodbye, sayin' "Don't you cry, I'll be back again some day."

"Kurokocchi, I had fun today! I hope you did too."

"Yes, I did, Kise-kun. Thank you." Kise's bright smile illuminated everything around him. He defined radiance, and for a moment, Kuroko felt his darkness fading away. Being visited by a snowman was certainly not what he expected, but he couldn't help but being glad it happened.

Turning away with a small smile, Kuroko realized that what he had encountered that day wasn't a snowman or a snow sculpture. No, it was a snow angel.

Omake:

To: Kuroko Tetsuya From: Ogiwara Shigehiro

Kuroko, I know it can be hard to tell sometimes. But you should be able to tell whether something is human or made of snow!  

[bunnyteefs]

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 “im on the plane flying home from spain rn friends!! there is super...”

omg wifi on a plane, all u need now is itty bitty snakes and everything is perf

omg no pls we cannot have sneks on the plane (pls)

[moonlightsdreaming]

I just love love LOVE watching you react to and your comments about the Generation of Colour-coded Idiots and the unfortunate people around them, it just reaffirms and makes me go "ah yes. See where I have laid my affections. Good choice, past me."😀

Thank you!  I’m really glad you’re enjoying the commentary along with the color-coded nerds because I love them all and I want to share that love!In a way, it does sort of make me sad that I didn’t keep up with the anime when it first came out, because I was really super into it for the first six episodes and I have a bunch of friends who watched it as it came out/followed the manga, and I’m sure that I missed out on a ton of conversation that happened week to week (which is always different from catching up with a series, because speculation can be a huge thing, especially when trading theories!).At the same time, though, this is a lot easier on me because now I can watch five episodes a night and stop when I want to, rather than when the ~20 minutes for the week or ~20 pages for the chapter are up!  :D

[moonlightsdreaming]

blackmagie replied to your post “leilicia replied to your post: OH NO– HEY NO–STOP THA– THAT’S NOT C…...”

Aomine/Momoi/Kuroko is my ot3....

blackmagie replied to your post “OH MY GOD WHAT A GIANT BAG OF DICKS AOMINE IS SUCH AN ASSHOLE I LOVE...”

Like I said, Aomine is the asshole who ruined my life.

iamchangingthissopiotrcantfindit replied to your post “OH MY GOD WHAT A GIANT BAG OF DICKS AOMINE IS SUCH AN ASSHOLE I LOVE...”

The quicker you accept (Kuroko as your Lord and saviour) your endless feelings and the amount of tears you will shed for this entire gang of assholes - the quicker you'll be at peace ��

thedoodlelord replied to your post “THE MOMENT I KNEW I LOVED KUROKO TESTUYA #203981 KAGAMI IS AFRAID OF...”

Kuroko's sense of humor and his always acting completely innocent are the main reasons I got into this show. Like that's some good shit right there ����������������.

You’re all honest to god terrible.  I’m still fairly confident that Kise’s going to be my very ultimate favorite, but I’m certainly invested in the other characters, I like that Kuroko is the main character and I find him endlessly delightful, especially when he’s an absolute little shit and nobody ever seems to expect it somehow, no matter that maybe they should know better, and it took me a bit to warm up to Kagami, but after him getting smacked in the face with how he was pulling away from the team, that he was trying to play by himself instead of with the others, I have really, really warmed up to him and NOW I LOVE HIM FOREVER and basically. Every single one of these fuckers is probably going to ruin my life forever. What did I ever do to deserve this and all the other sports anime hell I’ve been pulled into?  WHY MUST I HAVE FEELINGS ABOUT ALL THESE SPORTS ANIME SHOWS???

[moonlightsdreaming]

iamchangingthissopiotrcantfindit said: WELCOME TO KISE TRASH CENTRAL, I SHALL BE YOUR GUIDE, ENJOY YOUR STAY. In all seriousness, if you ever need Kise/KiKuro fic recs, I know the stuff. I’ve read it all. It ALL. PLS SUFFER WITH ME IN KISE/KIKURO HELL.

*instantly makes grabby hands* GIVE THEM TO ME.  GIVE THEM TO ME NOW, PLEASE.  I mean, I won’t start reading fic probably until I’ve gotten through the whole anime, but I definitely want recs onhand pretty much the second I finish it, so I’ll put them on my reader and THEN I WILL HAVE THEM. I did a bit of scouting around the last time I got hit by the Lord of Kise Trash Mountain bug, I think high_boys did a lot of well-received fic for KiKuro? Other than that I’m clueless, though, FEEL FREE TO GIVE ME ALL THE RECS. (This applies to any show I’m watching, I have flakey reading habits, but I love love love recs, I always read them, and they’re excellent to have on-hand for when I finish.  ♥)