Miguel has a gen z style sense of humor and is low-key freaking everyone out.
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Miguel watching a potato chip spinning: *hysterically laughing*
Miles: He's been watching that for 20 minutes now.
Gwen: Should we call a doctor????
Hobie: I think mate has finally lost it.
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*arguing about whether you should put milk or cereal first*
Gwen: IT'S PERFECTLY NORMAL TO PUT MILK FIRST IN MY UNIVERSE!!
Miles: WELL YOUR UNIVERSE IS WRONG!
Miguel: I use bleach. *Deadpan*
Walks away casually.
Gwen: ......
Miles: ......
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Miguel: Peter did you get me one of those turkey sandwiches from the cafeteria?
Peter: They were fresh out, sorry big guy.
Miguel: *sigh* This is my thirteen reason.
Peter: Your what?
Miguel: Lyla open window "do a flip" I'm killing myself.
Peter: WAIT MIG-!!!
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You know what I would have wanted to see in civil war in the fight between Peter and Steve. Peter quoting Steve's PSAs to him just to fuck with him and throw him off.
Peter:(after stealing Steve's shield)
Peter:(poses like captain America)
Peter:(in an imitation of steves voice) so... you became a wanted fugitive.
Steve: (goes still and pales)
Peter:You screwed up.
Peter: You know what you did was wrong.
Peter:The question is, how are you gonna make things right?
Peter: Maybe you were trying to be cool.
Peter:But take it from a guy who's been suffering through your PSAs... the only way to really be cool is to follow the rules.
Steve: HOW DO YOU KNOW ABOUT THOSE?!?!
Steve: THEY STILL PLAY THOSE?!?!
The other avengers:( laughing)The what?!?
Peter: oh you know...the rappin with cap PSAs
Peter:....yeah they still make us sit through those
Peter: the most grueling torture I have ever experienced
Peter: congrats not only are you a fugitive but also Gen z's most dispised avenger
Peter: yeah....you traumatized a whole generation
Sam:Oh, we are never letting you live this down
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The Way That Lovers Do.
(i’m on my period and feeling a bit sad, but i was on tik tok and saw this lovely video of this couple and they looked so in love while sitting at this table ^. it inspired me to get out of my writing slump) sorry if the story is a bit unorganized, i was struggling on what to write.
it was your second date with him. he was a very sweet guy. usually, people say that opposites attract and they do, but really we look for the similarities.
when you two talk to each other it was like gazing into a whole different world. for example, his career was totally different from yours, and the stories that he would tell you about his job would be shocking enough to make your jaw drop. he was so eager to talk while you were intent with listening. you had no problem with this, he even made to effort to listen to you (which is different from your ex’s).
he was a little shy and so we’re you, being that it was your second date with him, it’s expected to feel this way. yet, his nervousness only propelled him to go on nervous rambles and very detailed stories. and like mentioned before, you throughly enjoyed them.
6:45 pm
he pulls up to your house, you swear that time was moving quicker than it usually did. so when you hear the door bell ring, you’re rushing to fit things in your tiny bag, making sure you’ve got everything you needed. ‘gum, phone, lip gloss, perfume, keys, wallet,’ you quickly check off while rushing down the stairs. the sun was setting, leaving a nice warm glow around him when you opened your front door.
“hi.. hello” he repeats nervously as if you didn’t hear him the first time.
“hello” you smile back at him. he stares at you almost as if he’s in a daze, and you stare back reciprocating the same look. he looks very very good. his style is a tad bit different from yours, color wise. you guys both made the effort to dress up on your second date. A complete contrast from your first date where you guys were dressed down (because y’all painted in the park 🤭) .
“uh, you look very very beautiful,” he says as he reaches out for your hand. “thank you, you don’t look so bad yourself,” you smile again, looking him up and down, while giving him your hand. he smiles really hard and mumbles a thank you, while he closes your door.
when you guys reach the car, he opens the door for you like a princess, waving his hand in front in a way how chauffeurs (idek bro😭) do in fairytales. when you get inside you see him quickly walk to the drivers side and you try to reach over the console to open his door as well.
7:20 pm
upon arriving to the restaurant, you both walk in hand in hand. the smell of fresh bread and soft jazz giving you a warm welcome, the lights dimly lit and the evening sun helping light up the restaurant.
“this place is nice,” you say to him. “i’m glad you like it, i took some of my coworkers here a little while ago, it was nice and the food was good,” he replies. “they serve french cuisine here, so i figure that it would be romantic”. you smile at him and you can tell he starts to get nervous. “cause you know, like, France, heh.. Eiffel tower—,” you start to rub your thumb over his hand to calm him a little “i understand,” you laugh.
“so what did you try the last time you were here,” you ask, as you guys get settled in your seats.
“we’ll, this place is very well known for their soufflés, so last time i got the salmon and asparagus soufflé i believe.”
“hmm, i might try that”
9:05 pm
the night is going beautifully. after you both ate you decided to talk for a while. while you tell him about your drama at work, or the latest trend you saw on tick tok, he would be heavily engaged. he would keep deep eye contact with you and would have a through response and/or interesting opinions. Not only that but he was a good listener.
when you first met him, you were a bit thrown off by him. considering that you didn’t know him well enough, it was so easy to come up with assumption about him based on how he looked and what people around him said about him. but after your first date with him, you found yourself a lot more eager to learn about him, and so was he about you.
so when he starts to share his stories about his day, and he shows how he was listening to you by relating his stories to yours, or even brining up similar topics, you find yourself smiling at him (the wine isn’t helping either).
so as the night grew longer, and the conversations became deeper. you found that you guys are much alike. and although you guys are different in many ways, the main thing you have in common is you hope you guys can love each other the way that lovers do.
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Kageyama, suga, asahi, kita (but i feel like he’s a bit more direct), goshiki, Aone, sakusa (i feel he’s a bit more direct too), Aaron T, Aaron Z, (maybe) Robaire, Iida, miguel o’hara (he wouldn’t be stuttering, but he’d be shy, i feel like he’s lowkey corny.. jus a lil bit) peter b. parker, miles (BUT LIKE OF AGE/ NO ALCOHOL!!)
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TW: Dark humor.(But isn't my whole blog?)
✨Holiday addition✨
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Tony: Are you excited for Christmas?
Peter: Fuck yeah,
Peter: Cause if things keep going the way they are I'm hanging a lot more than Christmas ornaments.
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Tony: Hey underoos, are you prepared for a New Years' kiss?
Peter: Yeah I've got a couple things in mind.
Tony: Things-?
Peter: A train...
Tony: Oh-
Peter: A telephone pole at 90 mph...
Tony: Kid, that's kinda-
Peter: A bus...
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Peter: One more minor inconvenience and Santa won't be the only fat fuck flying off the roof this year.
Tony: Where the fuck do you come up with this stuff-
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Part 2 of Miguel having a gen z style sense of humor and freaking out people.
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Peter: Well crap, we're both out of web fluid. How far do you think the window is distanced from the ground?
Miguel: Enough.
Peter: ......
Peter: I just want you to stop saying odd shit.
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*Caramelldansen is blasting and Miguel is faced down surrounded by various bottles of alcohol with Lyla singing in the background*
Lyla: 🎶Ooo wa o wawa dance on my balls🎶
Miles thinking: What the hell is she singing?
Miles: Umm.. tío are you... okay?
Lyla: 🎶cat fucking a handbag🎶
Miguel muffled: ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᵇᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᵐᵉ ⁱ'ᵐ ʰᵃᵛⁱⁿᵍ ᵉⁿʳⁱᶜʰᵐᵉⁿᵗ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ ⁱⁿ ᵐʸ ᵉⁿᶜˡᵒˢᵘʳᵉ.
Miles: I think we're going to need to have a tal-
Lyla: 🎶YOURS ONLY YOURS I OWN A SINGLE DANCE BAND, IT'S NO LIE! LISA SAID LOOK IN THE CROWD HARRY HAD A VAGINA INFECTION!!!!🎶
Miles: Please stop.
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Noir: Sometimes I just let matches burn down to my finger tips just to feel something, anything.
Miguel: Have you tried walking around in a Costco? This would kill a Victorian child but you're further along your timeline so you shouldn't die.
Noir: What's a Costco?
*At Miguel's universe biggest Costco*
Lyla: I'm only 40% certain this won't give you a seizure.
Noir: *snorts some cocaine* I'm ready to FEEEEL!!! 🏃🏃🏃
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