If the League were streamers, what do you think their content would be?
Shigaraki and Spinner are gamers no questions asked. Shiggy does mostly solo stuff tho, whereas Spinner goes a lot of team games and collabs
Toga does costume makeup tutorials! She lets her chat pick out her makeup and tries to make something cool out of it. Usually it ends up pretty wacky, but she has a lot of fun with it
Magne and Compress would both be drama channels. They try not to be but someone in char will ask “have you seen [piece of drama]” and they just cant help themselves
Dabi only streams at the worst possible moments. Hes one of those streamers that will stream his walk home in the dark, a random car ride, or him getting into a street fight. He gets kicked off of his platform of choice weekly
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" - And he wasn't happy about finding someone else in the temple, but he was so certain that his little map meant he would be able to find the artifact before I could," said Scott to his audience. The regular meeting between rulers had concluded, and while some had already left for their respective empires, a few stayed to socialize. At some point the conversation turned to how some of them had coincidentally first met years before they held any power.
"He didn't know I could see it glowing through the walls," Scott continued. "Gave him quite the surprise when I walked out of the room with the statue in hand just as he got there."
"Gave me quite the surprise when you decked me, too," said Pix. "You laid me out and took off with it."
"Well, I wasn't about to risk you getting hold of it when I'd done all the work," said Scott smugly.
"Most embarrassing excavation of my career," sighed Pix. "Outwitted by a common thief."
"Excuse you," said Scott indignantly. "I'm not common. And what's an archaeologist anyway but a thief who writes things down."
Pix laughed. "I'm not a thief at all," he said. "I'm a collector, as you're so fond of calling it yourself."
"Yes, and 'collecting' is how you learned to pick locks," smirked Scott. "A skill you picked up for only the most noble of endeavors, I'm sure."
"You punched me in the face the first time we met too!" interjected Fwhip. "Am I detecting a pattern?"
"That was your own fault," Scott reminded him. "I so graciously let you stay at my camp and you tried to steal the ores I had on me."
"Such violence hidden behind such a pretty face!" said Sausage, and winked at Scott. "Now I kind of feel left out. I think we just kissed in a pond the first time we met."
"That was definitely not what happened," said Scott.
"Okay maybe not, but we did kiss on day one." Scott rolled his eyes, and Sausage grinned.
"Wait wait wait, I think I know how Scott picks his friends!" laughed Fwhip. "He just plays Kiss or Kill with everyone he meets, and if the answer is 'yes' to at least one of them then he keeps them!"
Scott let out a heavy sigh. "I really want to argue that point, but I think you might be right," he said. "Maybe not from the first meeting, but I've definitely either kissed or punched every single one of my allies at some point."
Oli let out a dramatic gasp. "I've never been struck by your fair hand nor kissed by your sweet lips!" he cried out, clutching his chest with one hand and sweeping the other out to the side. "Are we not friends, Scott? Have my affections for you been one-sided all this time?!"
Scott regarded the bard with a bemused expression. "Oli, what affections? We don't have an official alliance," he said. "And we've barely interacted outside of these meetings."
"Oh yeah, that's true," said Oli sheepishly. "Had a bit of 'fomo' for a second, don't mind me."
"It sounds silly, but Fwhip might actually be on to something," mused Joel. "With the fellas, anyway."
"The girls get a free pass," agreed Scott. "We're automatically friends unless they try to steal my man."
"But you don't have a man to steal," said Lizzie.
"That's twice you've pointed out I'm single. Friendship revoked," said Scott, and Lizzie cackled.
"There's only one ally that doesn't fit," said Sausage. "Unless you've already dumped Jimmy and I just didn't know it."
"No, we still have an alliance," said Scott.
"My theory still works with them anyway," said Fwhip to Sausage. "Scott and Jimmy have definitely - ow."
Scott sipped his drink and acted like he hadn't just kicked Fwhip under the table, but to his displeasure everyone's eyes were already on him. He'd never been more glad for Jimmy's habit of leaving almost as soon as meetings ended instead of sticking around to chat.
"The sheriff is an exception," he said, fixing Fwhip with a stare that he hoped conveyed his silent demand for the goblin's discretion. "Gunpowder and terracotta are valuable resources to have access to. And I feel sorry for him. He's trying his best, but you lot do nothing but give him a hard time despite claiming to be his friends."
"He fired me," said Fwhip. "I'm allowed a bit of a grudge before I forgive him."
"And he's so easy to tease," said Joel. "He's always getting in someone's face at the slightest provocation. He practically begs to be given a hard time!"
"That may be so," said Scott, "but you don't have to take it as far as you do sometimes. Give the poor man a break."
He reached for the last slice of cake, but Fwhip beat him to it and clambered up into the rafters. "Too slow!" he crowed. "Mine now."
"It's cute how you think I can't reach you up there," said Scott. "You have five seconds to give it back before I come after you."
Fwhip smirked, shoved the cake in his mouth, and made a rude gesture. "Come an' get me, circus boy," he said around his mouthful of dessert, and scrambled to the next beam as Scott jumped to his feet amid cheers of fight, fight, fight! from the others.
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