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{in a meeting}

Y/N: *Gently taps table*

Pietro: *Taps back*

Natasha: What are they doing?

Wanda: Morse code.

Y/N: *Aggressively taps table*

Pietro: *Slams hands down* YOU TAKE THAT BACK-

Tony: I’m not a dumb bitch

Tony: I’m a genius

Stephen: you’re a genius dumb bitch

Tony: that’s not how it works

Stephen: but the negative just cancels out the positive

Stephen: so you’re just a bitch

Scott: if you see me wearing sweatpants and a hoodie in public then I’m either living my best life or straight up having a crisis

Hope: or about to rob someone

Scott: you know what—

Maria Hill: So how was working with the Avengers?

Fury: I was with them for ten minutes and I lost all of my brain cells

Good friends.Goodfriends.

Get yourself good friends. Get yourself friends who you adore, friends who call you cute, friends you have something in common with, friends you can dance with, friends who make you laugh, friends who are just as dumb as you, friends who are definitely dumber than you, friends who make fun of you, friends you enjoy with. But perhaps most mundanely importantly, friends who you are comfortablewith.

Comfort is such an integral but overlooked part of any human relationship. It’s the innate warmness of knowing that you can be a smouldering mess and they won’t mind. Such a happy realisation that this stretch of space between you and them is your own, without the mortifying ordeal of being know.

Comfort is a higher level of tuning, a deeper understanding. It’s something that only time and trust can grow. Somebody you can be with without making your brain do laps and push ups. No thoughts, head empty. Just straight up vibes.

It’s the joy of meeting your friend in pjs. The chaotic excitement of a thousand texts you send your best friend when embarrassing shit goes down. The straightforward trust of “I don’t like this, can you stop doing this?” And the sincerity of “I won’t, from now on.”

Get yourself goodfriends. Friends who are on the same page, friends who communicate, friends who you want to support, friends who you connect with, friends who you trust, friends who trust you, friends who understand you, friend who feel like warm blankets, friends who taste like soup, friends who remind you of characters, friends who you can hug. Friends who love you for who you are, friends who you love for who they are. Friends who feel warm and fuzzy and sweet and gentle and real.

Get yourself friends who feel like comfort.

We really are living in ✨interesting✨ times.

My “life-altering”, super important exams got postponed for the third time today and it’s so fucking funny. The utter chaos, I can’t even- Class group chats erupting with never-heard-before curse words. Teachers calling students trying to get them off of their balconies they climbed into. Relatives spamming the family gc with “how r u dear” Do not ask, don’t even dare.

Kids everywhere re-installing their instagram accounts. Everyone is all of a sudden, asking for series/ books/ movie recommendations. Some kids are happy, some are angry, some are sad, some are just over it, all of them lost.

Now I know why the Chinese phrase “May you live in interesting times” is considered a curse, rather than a blessing.

It’s still funny though

14 April 2021.

Hogwarts houses as conversations I’ve had with my friends (pt 11):

Gryffindor: so what u didn’t study, do u really have to cry about it?

Ravenclaw: *sobbing* I’m not crying because i didn’t study, dude stfu i hate u so much

Gryffindor: ️️

Hufflepuff: then why are you crying?

Ravenclaw: just …in general.

Hufflepuff: Valid in these trying times, have a nice day.

Gryffindor:

Gryffindor: literally no, what the fuck.

Fanfiction tropes as Hogwarts houses.

(Or alternatively, which hogwarts house is likely to be involved in said tropes.)

Gryffindor: rivals to friends to lovers, there was only one bed, accidentally locked themselves in a confined space (absolutely the kind of dumbassery you would expect from a gryff), idiots in love, truth and dare, OBLIVIOUSNESS, coming of age.

Hufflepuff: friends to lovers, hurt/comfort, coffee shop au, FLUFF, song fics, childhood best friends, neighbors, mutual pining, accidental confession (lmfao), hot cold dynamics, soulmate au.

Ravenclaw: office romance, METAPHORS, book shop au (obviously), bonding over common interests, letter/email fics, soft nerds, project partners, DARK ACADEMIA, domestic as hell, “and they were roommates”.

Slytherin: enemies to friends to lovers (duh), Fake dating, arranged marriage, partners in crime, immortal lovers, vampire/veela/supernatural elements, Never have I ever, ANGST, secret pining, “make me.” ‘nuff said.

It kinda makes sense in a weirdly specific way if you think about it.

I’m just thinking

I was in a Comic Con in 2018, a billion years ago, where a really pretty Hufflepuff high fived me because I was wearing a Gryffindor scarf. There was this guy with a goddamn husky on his scooter who smiled at me through the window of my car. And that rockstar of a girl whom I met way back in 7th grade in a theatre workshop audition. I’ve never seen their faces again, probably never will.

Strangers are so easy to love. I know so little of them, but it’s still enough to remember. It’s like they’re frozen in those 5 seconds of life I shared with them. Maybe I’m frozen somewhere too? Backstage of a competition, in the background of somebody’s profile picture, the dance room of my old school, or maybe that road lined with dancing trees that I often lazily tread with my best friend.

Really makes you wonder if you leave the same mark on others as they do on you. If you’re the clumsy fool, the kind stranger, or the weirdo who they remember judging fleetingly. Because what is life if not the imprint of yourself you leave on the people of this world.

If no one remembers you living, were you even at all?

Hogwarts houses as conversations I’ve had with my friends (pt 10):

Gryffindor: so we’re meeting then?

Slytherin:yea.

Gryffindor:Date?

Slytherin: ew no.

Gryffindor: …I MEANT WHAT DATE ARE WE MEETING ON

Slytherin:….

Slytherin: 14 Feb.

Breathe.

Close your eyes, what do you see?

It’s all dark and that scares me

I can’t see the roads, they all talk about

Can’t see the paths, etched on the ground

It’s a whole generation, not just me

And the world is on fire, literally.

My friends are turning eighteen, learning to drive

I’m sinking in my dreams, trying to stay alive.


We’re living in dark times,

Ignoring all war crimes.

Miss rona on the run,

Leaching out all the fun.

I’m starting to freak out

Exam dates on the look out

I know they won’t be so bad,

But the competition’s too much, and it’s all just a little sad.

Full marks and even higher

Reservations and sports trials

Where does that leave me?

In the dark, getting sleepy.

There are a million kids, who all wanna beat me

Studying ten hours, they too, must be sleepy.


Close your eyes, what do you see?

A little version of a little me

She’s eccentric and cute, and won’t stop talking

A million dreams and talents she’s unlocking

I’m still eccentric, don’t know about cute

But these days, my mind is on mute

I know, I feel, I hear, I see,

All the commotion, and the catastrophe

I know my talents, I know my dreams

And I know that I have it in me

To make it to where I need to be.


So this is a promise, to my future self,

I’m gonna stop moping, and do my best,

I’ll do all the running so you can rest,

I owe it to you, so you can love yourself.


~Anupriya Sharma

(nerdinacoolway)

14 January, 2021.

a friend.

There’s a girl I know

who strolls with a smile in her pocket.

All our conversations are kinda off topic,

She pours like honey over a burnt toast,

and never fucking agrees when I tell her to post.


She feels like clouds behind which a rainbow sleeps.

Among all the honesty, there’s sarcasm that peaks.

She mouths all the songs when she thinks no one sees,

and always has a red flush on her round cheeks.


There’s a girl I know

Who sighs to my jokes and still keeps it going.

She’s the one who spams Harry Styles with her drawings.

Her hair whip around when the wind is blowing,

Careful love, your diva is showing.


Yeah she’s sweet and all the sunlight

but for all that’s worth, there’s a diva inside.

She turns up her nose around stuff she dislikes,

and critiques food like she’s Ramsay’s wife.

She walks with a flair, turns with a twirl,

dances like the wind and her stories are a whirl,

She’s the quiet before the thunder and the lightning that follows.

Without her, my chats are all hollow.


When I think of school, her face flashes up in my mind

We didn’t like each other, but man, we had some crazy times.

She used to want to kill me,

which I think is understandable,

but we’ve played every middle school game imaginable.

In my party, we were the only ones who danced.

And It was high school when our paths finally branched,

That was when we stopped to think,

that all our memories are forever linked.


There’s a girl I know

who I’ve known forever.

And all I’ve got to say is

it’s a pleasure to know her.


~Anupriya Sharma

(nerdinacoolway)

7 January 2021.

Loki After Joining the Avengers

Loki: I think I’m getting better at this! I didn’t even stab that mortal!

Peter Parker, exited for Loki: Yeah, that was so awesome Mr Loki! We’re so proud of you!

Loki, smug: No Stabbing Tuesdays, a new tradition!

Peter Parker: Yeah! Woo Hoo! :D (high fives Loki)

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Tony:… Should I be happy they’re getting along or concerned?

Thor:Both

Tony, gesturing to a new suit he made with Y/N: I’ve done it!

*the suit falls apart*

Tony, to Y/N: What have you done?!

Y/N: We are on opposite sides of the tomato- no. I mean-

Natasha: What? You mean coin? Two sides of a coin.

Y/N: Yes, I said that.

Loki: Something’s wrong. Every time I’m near Anthony, my stomach twists, and I have heart palpations. I think he’s trying to poison me.

Thor: No, those are feelings.

Loki:They’re distracting, make them stop.

Teacher: I called you both in here today because Harley punched another student.

Tony: I wonder where he got that from.

Teacher: When given mediation paperwork about the incident he decided to write an essay about how the other student could, and I quote, “go sit and spin”.

Bucky: I wonder where he got THAT from.

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