*Shouta And Vigilante Izuku Skipping Stones On Lake* Shouta: It’s Such A Beautiful Evening. Vigilante

Damian: Croissants: dropped Jason: Road: works ahead Dick: BBQ sauce: on my titties Tim: Shavacado: fre Steph: Miss Keisha: fuckin dead Jason: Bruce, grumpy: I didn’t understand a single word of that and I hate every single one of you.

I dont live in the USA but right now I want to do nothing more then wrap everyone who is going to lose their rights from this in a massive hug and just never let go. the world has watched this debate and as an Australian, I can say that everyone I know is standing by you. anyone who jokes about this can go fuck themselves. none of you deserved this, and my DMs are open to anyone who needs to talk.

Non-Americans who find themselves wanting to jokingly “weigh in” on what’s happening here in the United States…if you have anything other than good vibe or prayer or something other than “aRE GuyZ oKaY?!” to offer then shut the fuck up. This is real fucking shit.

Black people, people of color, queer people, trans people, women, immigrants, and pretty anyone who is not a white male are on the chopping block for the next four years if we don’t stay locked in and intervene at every attempt to silence and oppress these groups.

Real shit. So think about that when you decide to jokingly ask a question you already know the fucking answer to.

Kidnapper: We have your son

Bruce: Which one I have... (to someone else on his end) are we at 7? 8?

Kidnapper: The loud, annoying one who never shuts up

Bruce:

Bruce: do you have any idea how little that narrows it down?

Katsuki: Fool me once, I’m gonna kill you

Izuku: Fool me twice, I'll kill myself.

Katsuki: wait, no-

Jason, kissing Roy: Hey sweetheart.

Roy, kissing back: What’s up, babe.

Oliver: Did we miss something?

Dick: Oh, no no, they’re just playing a game, no biggie.

Bruce: What game?

Tim: It’s called gay chicken. The point of the game is for two guys to pretend to be gay together for as long as possible.

Damian: and whoever chickens out first loses.

Clark: And how long has it been since they are, uh… pretending?

Dick: Three weeks.

Bruce:

Oliver:

Roy (Arsenal), leaning over: They’re pretty stubborn.

*** Later***

Jason: no but seriously, did you see their faces?

Roy: I knOw. Ollie looked like he wanted to cry *laughs*

Jason, looking at Roy: now we just have to tell them that we are dating, not playing gay chicken.

Roy: *sigh* Ollie's going to have a stroke.

GUYS I MET THE SCREAMING JETS AHHHHHHH

LMAO FR BUT ME BEING PAN

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Izuku in every vigilante fic be like:

Katsuki: *Walking in to a room* Sorry I’m late... I was... doing things. *Sounds of running footsteps progressively getting louder* Izuku: *Out of breath* THEY PUSHED ME DOWN THE FUCKIN’ STAIRS.

Nezu: Time for plan G. Sansa: Don’t you mean plan B? Nezu: No, we tried plan B a long time ago. I had to skip over plan C due to technical difficulties. Tsukauchi: What about plan D? Nezu: Plan D was that desperate disguise attempt half an hour ago. Shouta: What about plan E? Nezu: I’m hoping not to use it. The Kid dies in plan E. Vigilante Izuku: I like plan E.

I think that to truly love someone, you need to allow half of your soul to live in another body. I think that's beautiful.