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snottycon · 11 months
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I used "THAT" bb render on purpose. He's so ugly.
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n-ugg · 1 year
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Know nothing about Pizza Tower other than it being middle-aged pizza man suffering, but it's just formated as a massive shitpost
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sleepygamerotaku · 2 years
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"this is Nugg. Take good care of them!"
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patheticdarling · 2 years
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One of Six
     Summary: Reader finds out some pretty big news before the final battle against Vecna. Breaking the news to anyone is going to be challenging, how will everyone take it? How will Steve in particular take it? (conversation between Steve & Nancy but between Steve & Y/N instead)
  Warnings: mentions of sort of teen pregnancy/ fluff & angst/ mentions of violence/ cussing/ mentions of marriage
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*NOT MY GIF*
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   “No! No! Shit! Fucking,” you swore, trying to keep quiet in the bathroom of the stolen trailer while all of your friends stood just feet outside of it. 
  “Y/N?” a soft knock on the door, the voice belonging to your best friend, “You alright in there?”
  You cracked the door open slightly, “I need you to come in here but be discreet.”
  Robin raised her eyebrow slightly, “Everything ok?” she asked as she entered the bathroom, “God, it’s so cramped in here. Why can’t we just go back out there?”
  You stopped her as she tried to reach for the doorknob, “Because I don’t want anyone else to hear what I’m about to tell you.” 
  “You’re not possessed too, are you?” Robin’s voice thick with worry. 
  “Hell no. Thank God, I can’t imagine what Max is going through right now,” you answered. 
  “Then what is it? Something happen between you and Steve? Because, honestly, right now a couple fight about who didn’t do the dishes or you stealing his hair spray isn’t all that important, meaning no offense-” 
   “I’m pregnant.” 
   Robin’s rambling came to a screeching halt, “What?” 
     You sighed heavily before handing over the pregnancy test that presented quite possibly the brightest little plus sign you’d ever seen. 
   “Holy shit,” she muttered, “Holy shit!”
   Your hand slapped over her mouth, “Robin!” you lowered your own voice, “What part of ‘I don’t want anyone else to hear’ wasn’t clear to you?”
  “Sorry,” her apology muffled by your hand. 
  You pulled away, “What the hell am I gonna do, Robin? This couldn’t have come at the worst possible fucking time. I mean Max might die, who am I kidding? We all might die and what is Steve gonna say?” you sniffled a bit, the tears pooling your eyes, “We just turned 20, I mean he works at a video store and I work at the school paper with Nancy. We are not ready for a goddamn baby. Fucking-” 
  “Y/N,” Robin cut you off this time, “We all understand that there’s a lot going on right now, really. But you have to tell at least Steve. Look, he’s a dingus and all but the guy is a real softy. I mean complete goo,” you chuckled a bit as you wiped your tears, “And he is literal silly putty in your hands. Whatever you choose, he’s gonna be there for you. And if for some reason he’s not, I’ll knock some sense into him.” 
  You sniffled again, “Thanks, Robin,” you pulled her in for a hug, “You’re the best.”
  “I know,” she sighed, you pinched her arm playfully, “Joking. I’m always gonna be here for you, Y/N.” You both held one another for a moment, “Now can we please get out of this closet of a bathroom? I’m getting a little claustrophobic.” 
  The two of you laughed, you stuck the pregnancy test into your pocket before you followed Robin out of the bathroom. 
  “Everything ok?” Nancy asked as she was the first to take note of the two of you returning. 
  “Yeah, just jitters or whatever,” Robin answered for the both of you. 
  “Oh ok,” Nancy smiled, “I think Steve was asking for you, Y/N.” 
  “Thanks, Nance,” you nodded before making your way to the front of the stolen trailer. 
  Steve took note of your presence as you sat in the passenger seat, “There’s my girl. Everything alright?” 
  “Yeah, just was talking to Robin about some girl stuff,” you answered, buckling yourself in, “So, how’s it handle?” 
  “Not so bad. Considering that this is a house,” he answered, you chuckled in agreeance. “Yeah, it’s silly I’ve actually..um..” he sort of hesitated for a moment, “I always had this dream that I’d have this really big family. I’m talking like a full brood of Harringtons. Like five, six kids.” 
  “Six?” you raised a brow, laughing slightly. 
  “Yeah. Six little nuggets. Three girls, three boys,” Steve continued, “And every summer, I figured all of us Harringtons, we would pack into something like this and just see the country.” Your eyes soft as you listened to him, “You know, the Rockies, Grand Canyon, maybe Yellowstone. End up in some beachside town in California. Spend a week parked in the sand. Learn how to surf or something.”
  “That sounds nice,” a slight relief in your voice that you tried hard not to make obvious. 
  “Yeah?” he questioned, there was a hidden need for reassurance in his voice. 
  Your smile tender, “Yeah.” Both of your eyes soft before you shook your head, “Well, uh, except for the six-kid part. That sounds like a total nightmare.”
  “If only I had some practice,” he gestured to the back of the trailer. 
  You nodded, “All right. Fair. That’s fair.” 
  You should’ve been relieved by Steve’s words, that you might make his dreams come true. But just because he had this realization didn’t necessarily mean he wanted that right now or anytime soon. Hence, why you were iterating all of those thoughts to Robin as you trekked through the woods of the Upside Down along with Nancy and Steve who were trailing just a bit behind the two of you.
  “If I had gotten pregnant at a better time then maybe I’d be a bit more relieved. But look at us Robin, we are using a 15-year-old girl as bait and hiking through the Hell version of Hawkins!”
  “You’re pregnant?” a voice came from behind the two of you. You turned to see Nancy, her eyes wide as she looked at you. 
  “Maybe we shouldn’t have been talking so loud,” Robin bit her inner cheek. 
  You marched up to her and kept your volume low, “Nancy, where’s Steve?” 
  “He went to go pee really fast so I said I’d catch up to you guys. But back to my question, you’re pregnant, Y/N?” 
  You let out a heavy sigh, “Yeah, Nance. I’m pregnant.”
  “Oh my God. Does Steve know?” 
  “No, and you have to swear not to tell him or anyone else. This is the least of our problems right now,” you explained. 
 ��“Y/N, it is a pretty big fucking problem. I mean you shouldn’t be here, you should be somewhere safe and not in the Upside Down!” Nancy lectured.
  “Nance, I was not going to let any of you do this on your own. The safest place for me is with you guys. Besides, too many questions would have been asked if I backed out randomly.”
  “Wait is this what you guys were dealing with in the bathroom of the trailer?” 
  “Yup,” Robin answered, “She went and stole a pregnancy test while we were in the army surplus store.” 
  “Oh my God. I mean, what now? Should we-”
  “Am I interrupting girl time?” Steve’s voice cut off the conversation. You all straightened up, guilt-ridden faces. “Or gossip time,” he glared, “Why do you all look so suspicious?” 
  All of you recomposed yourself, “What’re you talking about, dingus?” 
  “Yeah, shouldn’t we get going? We’re running out of time,” Nancy urged us on before she and Robin sped off, leaving you and Steve. 
  “Well that was weird,” Steve noted.
  You attempted to shrug it off, “Not like anything is normal right now.”
  “You could say that again,” Steve chuckled as you both followed suit.
  There was an unusual silence between the two of you. Usually in a situation like this, as if anything was comparable to it, the two of you would try your best to keep one another’s spirits up. 
  Steve took note of it too, “Is everything ok, Y/N? I mean I know we’re heading into a literal death trap but you still seem uneasy. What’s going on?”
  You tried to push past it, “What’re you talking about? Everything is fine.”
  Steve stopped the two of you, “Look, I know you and I know when everything is really fine and it’s clearly not. Plus you’ve been sneaking around talking to the girls all day. I wanna know what’s going on.” 
  “Nothing is going on, Steve. You’re being ridiculous-”
  “Ridiculous? No, what’s ridiculous, Y/N, is me feeling like I can confide in you when you obviously don’t feel the same way.” Nancy and Robin were now completely out of earshot, “Do you not trust me?”
  “What?” you took note of the pain in his tone, “Of course I trust you, Steve,” you took his hand. 
  “Then tell me what’s really going on with you. Please.”
  You let out a shaky sigh, “Fine.” you turned to look at Robin and Nancy who tried to give you reassuring looks, “I’m pregnant, Steve. I didn’t get a period last month so while you guys were getting supplies, I got a pregnancy test from the pharmacy next door. So that’s what’s really going on with me. And I didn’t want to tell you or anyone for that matter because it should be the least of all of our problems and I didn’t want to give you another reason to be worried or upset. Which you have every right to be with me and I’m sorry I’m doing this to you-”
  Before you knew it your rambling was cut off by Steve’s lips on yours followed by a loving embrace, “It’s alright,” his voice stuff as he stroked over your hair. 
  “I-I’m so sorry, Steve-”
  He pulled you back, holding your face in his hands, “Look at me,” your teary eyes hesitantly lifted from the floor, “Remember the dream I told you about?” You just looked up at him, “About the Winnebago. About seeing the country with my six lil’ nuggets?”
  You smiled a bit, nodding as you recalled the sweet moment, “Yeah, I do.” 
  He nodded, “It’s all true. Every last word.” A small moment passed, “But I left one part out. It’s the most important part. You’re there.” A tear fell from your eye, “You’ve always been there.” 
  “Steve,” your voice trembling. 
  “And if, no, when we live through this, I want it to start right away. I want that life with you or whatever life we might have. I just want you, Y/N.”
  A soft smile spread over your face, “I want that too. I want you, Steve.”
 “I love you,” he smiled. 
 “I love you too,” he pulled your face in for a soft kiss but it was one of the most meaningful ones the two of you had ever exchanged. 
 “Though we might have to talk about that whole six-kid thing. Don’t know if I can handle that stress all over again,” you teased. 
  “We’ll cross that bridge when we get there. For now, we can just say one of six? Keep our options open.”
  You laughed, “Sure, Harrington. We’ll keep our options open.” Steve moved in for another kiss. 
  “Guys!” Robin’s voice pulled you from the moment, “We found- oh shit. Are we interrupting something?”
 “Sort of,” you chuckled. 
 “Not sort of, totally and completely,” Steve rolled his eyes. 
 “You told him I take it?” Nancy smirked. You nodded as Steve intertwined your fingers.
 “How’s it feel that you’re gonna be someone’s old man, dingus?” Robin teased, “That poor kid.” 
  “Well, they’ll have Y/N and us so they just might make it,” Nancy smiled.
  “That’s fair,” Robin laughed, “Now come on Mom and Dad. We’ve got something to show you.”
  The two gave you both genuine smiles before turning and leading you off. 
 “Mom and Dad,” Steve repeated, “I really like the sound of that.”
  “Oh really?” you smiled. 
  “Almost as much as I like the sound of Mr. and Mrs. Harrington.” 
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x-nephophile-x · 2 years
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Going through my screenshots so have a Cyberpunk 2077 photo dump, SilverV flavored (+ Nibbles <3)
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a-lil-perspective · 3 years
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Plz send in your softest Cross’buir thoughts it’s all I can think about. Him and his lil nuggies.
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be-gay-do-crimes69 · 2 years
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I’m making a little work area in my room for Nuggs stuff and it’s gonna be all mushrooms and foresty stuff
I’m currently making a mushroom chair >:) 🍄🍄🍄🍄🍄🍄🍄🍄🍄🍄🍄🍄🍄🍄🍄🍄🍄
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alittlebitgoofy · 4 years
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when you’re on rock’s livestream and ur wifey screenshots your messages and they’re very questionable. that’s the feeling rn
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prosebushpatch · 4 years
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Gravity falls premiered in 2012!
Omg, good to know!!! XD still 8 years?! Oof that seems so long ago but the show does not feel that old. Wild.
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nuggsplushies · 2 years
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fyi sometimes i accidentally reblog things to this blog instead of my personal one so please ignore those lol
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snottycon · 1 year
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n-ugg · 2 years
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I stole the tweet but its true
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awkward-radar-tech · 3 years
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If I could stop having random food aversions or just straight up aversion to food that would be great.... I should probably track it to see if it matches up with my birth control (which I have for some reason been struggling to remember to take, even with reminder texts, when I didn't use to) since it could be linked to my cycle or the meds.... but it also might just be low grade anxiety......... or both.....
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nuggsmum · 3 years
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Why you're flagged again? 😱 Stupid Dumblr
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My blog was released from pixel jail yesterday only to have an ancient post dredged up and flagged this morning, resulting in my blog being marked as explicit again. This one was due to a gif a user before me had used that the image had already been removed due to community guidelines. I’ve spent the better part of the day deleting every single post from the inception of my blog up to to the purge date in December of 2018. I’m up to august or September of 2017. I’m tired and I’m pissed. I’ve deleted everything except the text posts of my own stories. Cute animal photos because I got a flagged one a few weeks ago of an adorable little duck that was reversed when I appealed it but. Can’t be too safe now can we????? Fucking duck. A duck. Memes. Tag games. Shit posts. Everything. I’ve deleted conversations with people who are no longer here. Their stories that you can’t access anymore because they’ve deactivated their blogs or they were dusted. Some of these people were such a huge influence and supported me in starting to write and I wanted to cry as I removed them from my blog history. All because tumblr can’t get their shit together. I’m mad that something from before the purge can result in my blog getting marked explicit when 1. I didn’t even post the offending article 2. It was already removed 3. It was prior to the change in service. It should be hidden from view and move on. @staff needs to rethink this system. I don’t post adult content. I scrubbed my blog before the purge and removed the like six offensive things there were. I went through and removed anything that could have even been thought nsfw the last time this happened (for a picture of fucking Hiddleston’s back. I get it. Too hot for you, huh staff?) before they would release my blog. Then it happened again even though I’m very careful about what I post. And then again. I know it’s seems like I’m whining but this is absolute bullshit and I’m tired. It’s not worth my time and effort that I put into my writing if I can’t reach my fucking audience because my blog is wrongly flagged. It just makes it seem like it’s not worth fighting when it happened within 24 hours of it being corrected. Sorry. I’m rambling. I’m just literally at my wits end due to personal reasons and I know this is such a stupid thing to get upset over but my blog is my escape and my safe place and this is making me hate it here. I don’t have an escape right now. I don’t have a place that I can relax and just Fuck off.
TL/DR : tumblr fucking sucks and needs to rethink their flagging system and nuggs is losing her shit. 😒
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theyscreamjade · 3 years
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hi!! i binged ur bakugo oneshots and headcanons and absolutely fell in love with your writing style!!
i have a kinda specific request, and if you don’t want to do it that’s totally fine!! Whatever makes you most comfortable :)
So, a oneshot where reader has the “gifted kid burnout” syndrome?? like she used to be good at everything, it came naturally to her, and she was always praised for being amazing, yadda yadda yadda. But when she hit highschool, nothing came naturally, she couldn’t do it all perfectly, so she just. loses motivation. to do everything. she either sleeps all the time or barely, and she’s been lectured by Aizawa for her grades slipping more times than she can count. Bakugo is kinda like her pining bestie??and he notices and asks her about it and she just kinda breaks down?? and they cuddle?? i’m rambling here, again if this is too specific or you just don’t want to do that’s totally fine!! Thank you for writing such amazing works tho!! (●’◡’●)ノ
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I CAN RELATE TO THIS SHIT ON A THOUSAND LEVELS BECAUSE...high school was when I started self-harming and everything just crumbled after that. Trust me honey, it may seem hard now but it’ll get better. You don’t have to be perfect all the time, I’m still trying to break that habit. Thank you for being a Peep! The overwhelming support and everything, I never ever expected this. Thank you so much and I hope this helps!
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“You’re failing.” Your teacher said to you bluntly as he stood in front of you. The afternoon sun shines through the halfway closed blinds in the empty classroom.
You couldn’t lift your head to answer, your mind was focused on the words he said without a hesitation. You exceeded everyone’s expectations, you were your parents golden child. You were going to do the one thing that your parents gave up to do. You were going to become the best Pro-Hero out there and give your all.
“I-....I-I’ll do better next time.” You spoke to the older adult as he sighed, sitting down in the chair in front of you. “Listen, You’re at risk of being removed from my class. I’ve given and done the best I could to keep you here.” He explained softly while looking towards your hanging head. “You started off great and now you can’t seem to keep up with your peers..or even in training. Is everything okay?” He asked, showing a bit of concern for you.
Time to put those professional acting skills, you sat up and smiled, scratching the back of your head. “I’m okay! I’ve just been busy, that’s all!” You explained as he frowned a bit. “Y/N, You don’t have to be afraid to tal-“
“I’m sorry, Sensei! Trust me, don’t worry! I’ll be fine okay?” You reassured before standing up. “Those grades will be back to normal and everything will be fine.” You explained, waving his worries away before you made your way to the doors. The raven haired teacher followed and handed you your make-up work. You gathered the items needed before you left in a quick hurry. You just wanted to be alone.
Your feet tapped against the ground as the pressure was intense, your mind ran rapid while you prayed that they didn’t contact your parents. That was the last thing you needed. You sat in the common room’s dinning table and began doing your work. You grabbed your pencils and looked at the rows and rows of work as your grip became tighter.
“Heya Nuggs!” Denki said, sitting down in the chair in front of you. “Whatcha doing?” He asked, leaning over in curiosity. You and Denki were friends since elementary school, it’s crazy how retrieving a dime from his nose made you two the best of friends. “Not now, Denki.” You responded, trying to stay focused.
The overwhelming depression weighed down on your chest as everything seemed to be smaller. “Why are you doing work? I didn’t know we had homework.” Denki questioned, while looking over the paperwork. “Denki, Please.” You said, your voice at the urge of snapping as he chuckled. “Typical, Y/N. Always trying to be the best, ever since we were kids you always was the greatest.” He said as your blood began to boil.
“I guess that’s why you’re at the t-“ “IM NOT AT THE TOP DAMNIT!” You screamed, slamming your pencil on the paper, snapping it in half. “IM NOT THE BEST! IM NOT THE GREATEST! I CANT DO EVERYTHING IM FUCKING FAILING!!” You screamed as your friend looked at you, worried. You slapped your hands over your mouth, gathering everyone’s attention who was inside. “Y-Y-Y/N?” Denki started to say while you gathered the papers.
“Y/N! Wait!” Denki tried to call out while you ran out of the room, shaking as your body collided with someone else’s. You glanced at the person before you continued running. You could feel your body shaking as your worst nightmare was becoming a reality. Your shoulder touched the wall as you fought to keep yourself calm. The panic in your heart was rushing while everything felt a thousand times heavier. Your heart was slamming against your chest before you felt a hand lift you up. His head slipped underneath your arm as he swiftly lifted you to bridal style. It honestly surprised you to see your peer, Bakugo carrying you as if you were a princess.
The sheer randomness, somehow calmed your edging panic attack as you sat on your bed. “You okay?” He asked softly as you looked up at him. You nodded softly and sat your books on the seat beside your bed. “What the hell’s going on with you?” He’d ask afterwards. Though he only knew you for the two years of you two being in school after you transferred before your sophomore year. He’s worked with you and knew how you normally were, the sudden change made him worry, but he refused to let you know that.
“Nothing..” you quickly responded as he scoffed. “Don’t lie, What the fuck is wrong with you?” He asked, annoyance starting to show as he sat on your desk chair. You couldn’t lie to him, even if you tried. Denki, Deku and Bakugo were the only ones who could crack you open like a walnuts.
“.....I-I’m failing class.” You stated softly. “I-..I’ve worked so hard, I’ve done my best, gave everything my all and I’m fucking failing.” You continued as tears started to flow from your eyes, your hand gripped your scalp while you sat up. “How fucking pathetic of me, I-I went from flying through every test, being at the top with you guys and I’m failing. I-I can’t call myself a hero when I can’t save people! I can’t call myself the best when I’ve failed my tests! I can’t call myself anything! I-I can’t sleep! I-I barely eat or drink! I-“
“Shut up, Dumbass!” He snapped, looking at you. “You’re failing, so what? You’ll make it up won’t you?” He questioned as you looked down. “Oi! You said you wanted to be a hero, you said you wanted to save people just how your parent did, right?!” He asked as you nodded. “It’s a small drop, you should stop holding back your feelings and pushing yourself and relax for once.” He stated, crossing his arms. “When you fall down...I want to be there to pick you back up, just don’t give up Dumbass.” He said while blush covered his cheeks. His sudden wave of affection was way out his normal personality.
You couldn’t help but smile, wiping your tears away. “Thank you, Bakugo.” You replied softly as he scoffed again, making you laugh. Once your anxiety and mind was back in order, you continued on your work. Bakugo stayed and helped you completed it, helping you with every question. Nearing completion, your eyes began to droop. Your vision struggled to stay clear as your mind declared that it needs to rest. “Oi, Dumbass?” He called while you struggled. Considering it was nearly one the morning, who could stay awake after the day you had?
Your head fell at his shoulders as he smiled softly, watching you finally close your eyes. It was sudden instinct and he just wanted to make sure you actually slept for the whole night, your head laid on your pillow while he laid beside you, his back facing the edge of the bed and the door. While he stared, his vision stayed on you while he admired how cute you were in such a peaceful manner. This was something he looked for, the person you originally were. His mind began to drift onto dream world while you were found in his arms, your breathing moving in perfect harmony.
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ccgyu-blog · 7 years
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Mickey Ds and the Magic Nuggs
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Most rookies would rather bore themselves to death with Sunggyu’s classroom lectures about the hero training manual than having to complete high intensity workouts. They’re the training sessions where the team isn’t allowed home until everyone has puked at least once. He wants the kids to get used to throwing up. Monsters don’t wait for heroes to catch their breath, let alone lighten up when they’ve reached their limits. Every Nightshade member should be wobbling home on unsteady legs, feeling too exhausted to open the caps on the water bottles their leader hands out at the beginning and end of practice.
“I’m surprised you still have an appetite for McNuggets,” he says, smiling at Wonshik. “Should I have worked you harder today? I think you have another lap around the track in you if I’m not mistaken.” 
He’s only teasing, but you never know with Wonshik. “I have to pick up Joon from preschool first, if that’s alright with you,” he adds. “He’s usually good for car rides -- especially if he gets a Happy Meal. Eunji isn’t a fan of us getting McDonalds for obvious reasons, but...oh, I’m rambling again. Let me unlock the car!”
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