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The game: comment in the tags if these are incorrect or correct about you and why. If it’s too long for the tags, then reblog or comment with your answer. Multi-muse blogs.... I WISH YOU ALL THE LUCK. 

IMPORTANT:

ALL OF THIS IS FOR FUN AND NOT MEANT TO HARM, STEREOTYPE OR TARGET ANYONE. Please do go ham and have fun with your answers! They too can be incorrect!

Bruce Banner - Too smart for their own good. Scares off average IQ people by talking in lab terms and using huge words. Only other super smart friends happen to be a furry alien and a rich idiot genius with AI powered sex machines. Super sweet until you piss them off... then you should run away.... very fast. Asexual with a great ass.

Bucky Barnes - Keeps a bottle of lubricant around to make sure things move smoothly. Does everything one handed very well. Won’t tell anyone what they’re thinking without years of built up trust. Secretly loves fun and being happy. Master of sass. Can fuck you so hard, you fall through the mattress, but makes sweet love instead. Becomes a lazy happy cuddle bug after climax. Feather/wing fetish. Bionic Bisexual.

Carol Danvers - Sees you once every 5-15 years. Immortal hottie with a body. Has a fricking job to do. Will toss you through the wall for coming onto her like that. Hands down best hair stylist. Always somewhere in the galaxy being awesome. Tells you, they know other people besides you, so chill the fuck out. Lawful Good Lesbian

Clint Barton - Buff arms. Perfect aim. Turns into a dark vigilante if you take what they love. Puppies mandatory. Can’t hang with them other assholes. Likes to perch on random shit. Takes out hearing aids and covers eyes just to say, “Lalala I can’t hear or see you now! GO AWAY~” Hasn’t got time for you or your bullshit. Says they’re “straight as an arrow” until the same gender shows skin. Chaotic neutral bi bad boy/girl.

James Rhodes - Expects you to enjoy their one funny story. Ride or die friend forever. Shoots better than you. Needs a drink to deal with best friend’s idiot choices. Keeps sexuality a secret until you kiss them. Kinks unknown to even themselves, but loves the feel of steel. Lawful good.

Loki - Gets mad and hurts their loved ones by accident. Adores mother. Hates father. Brother is on the fence. Scratch that they LOVE their brother. Can take on any form. Nearly gets killed by their variants weekly. Nobody believes them even when they’re being truthful. NOT a serial horse fucker! True Chaotic Neutral Genderfluid Pansexual icon.

Natasha Romanov - Will stab you in the middle of sex if you disrespect women. Has at least one secret nobody knows. Protector of all things smol, cute and innocent. Keeps a knife in their sleeve... and their shirt... and their shoes. Nearly unlimited kinks. Will peg you without lube if you piss them off. “If I told you my sexuality I’d have to kill you.” Chaotic Neutral Sassy switch.

Nick Fury - Don’t you assume SHIT about ME mother FUCKER. Where I put my dick is none of your goddamn business. True Chaotic Top/Dom.

Peter Parker - Sweet innocent. Absolutely does not belong here with these old people. Needs to go the fuck home to their auntie right now. Quippy comebacks and a constant need to be responsible. Young enough to be everyone’s adopted child. Pure. Brianiac on steroids. Still gets average grades. Ridiculously Stronger than they look. Scares guys with metals arms. Needs more sleep and protecting. Lawful Good Asexual. 

Pietro Maximoff - In and out of your life for tiny fast bursts of time. Always in a hurry. Protects siblings with their fists. Tough guy talk. Doesn’t give a fuck what you think. Won’t let you see them coming. Yes that’s a double entendre. Runs from romantic feelings. Chaotic neutral sentient vibrator.

Sam Wilson - Always on your right. Doesn’t fear death. Better at flying than playing nice with idiots. Asshole wrangler. Takes no shit but does no harm. 1,000 push ups a day to compete with 100 year old men. Loves their friends but also rips into them when they’re being stupid. Kisses you on the cheeks before falling asleep at night. Lawful good Gay

Scott Lang - Starts off small but suddenly makes you feel filled to the brim without warning. Sweet nothings in bed that make no sense. Will never cheat on you- BUT will get lost in someplace strange for so long you’ll think they’re cheating or dead. Makes you laugh yourself into tears by trying to show off their big brain while being a HUGE DORK. Lawful good Secret Bisexual.

Stephen Strange: Makes up for lack of properly working fingers with magic tricks. Will not just sleep with anyone. Enchanted clothing makes them look like they’re always on a quest of great importance. Awesome facial hair. Hates high fives and High School Musical. “Stop touching that it’s ancient and irreplaceable.”  Mystical sorcerer Lawful good Demisexual

Steve Rogers - Stands up for everyone unless you diss their homies. Never backs down from a fight. Will punch an immortal square on the chin without flinching. NEVER SCARED. Protecting others is more important than protecting themselves. Vanilla sex that makes you feel dirty later. WORTHY. Lawful good Bisexual.

T’Challa - Literal cat. Must be the center of your world or gets offended. Scratches when you piss them off. Twice as pretty as all those assholes. Rules their own kingdom. Leads an army. Keeps all that bullshit out of their house. Doesn’t spare your feelings. Won’t pretend to like you either. Will hunt you forever if you fuck with them. Never discuses personal matters in public unless you start shit. Lawful Good Royalty Top.

Thor - Laughs and brags they can easily bounce you like a beach ball. Makes you climax until you pass out. Uses size and power to assert the rights of others with their whole CHEST. “I am Thor Odinson! AND I PROTECT THE LGBTQA’S!” only they think it’s a word and it comes out “LIGBITQUAS~”  Perceived as het but will totally top the same gender and call it friendly bonding. Chaotic good. Worthy of all hammers.

Tony Stark - Talented fingers. Craves attention and validation. Needs to feel like they’re protecting you. LOVES using vibrators and sex machines on you and themselves. FILTHY RICH. Can’t buy happiness. Hides true feelings. Technically qualifies as non binary because they’re just as pretty as they are handsome. Still prefers male pronouns. Chaotic neutral bisexual.

Wanda Maximoff - Has a way of sparking your imagination. Loves touch but only trusts so many people to touch them. Harm their siblings and DIE. Tiny and emotional. Can and will tear out your heart for hurting someone they love. Loves everything Wiccan. Shy but secretly wants to show you all Their kinks. Blushes when s/he likes you. Chaotic neutral Demisexual robot fucker.

it turns out starting heartrate monitoring at a time when you are in somewhat of a CFS crash and HIGHLY stressed is quite a weird experience

i quickly got the impression that 95bpm was my resting heartrate and it doesn't really go lower than that

NONE OF THESE CARTOON PEOPLE HAVE UTERUSES

Or they’re missing other internal organs

Also these adds are disgusting and fatphobic

This is a Victorian Chatelaine, or, for those who can’t stomach French, this is a belt hook (sometimes a brooch) worn around the waist, that helped women carry essential stuff as they went on around their days. Tiny scissors, tiny lipstick, tiny-tiny purse, this lady’s got everything she needs within an upper arm’s length, ready to hit the ballroom right away.

Do we maybe have a similar practical thing that we could carry all the time? ‘Course we do! Let me introduce you to the dreaded fanny pack! Shove in your favourite lippy and head on to Coachella (or whatever over-hyped festival may be trending this year) straight away!

a.k.a the first fanfic / oneshot that this musical has for itself that isn't a crossover!!!! this is about Claire and Jason, and how I imagined they met each other. The bakery part is based off Seeing You There meanwhile the snow and snowflakes part is based off Fine when Jason goes "And suddenly I think of the day I first met her. A bucket of snow had landed in her hair..." so yeah! Fluffy and stuff!

NOTE: I have never been to NYC before. All of this stuff is probably innacurate, all the street names and locations. So please, don't hate on me. This stuff is nearly made up in my head XD. Also, this isn't that good, but I just wanted to give the musical some fan content. Hehe :) enjoy as much as you can!

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New York City isn't as great as I thought it would be. It's crowded, it's complicated, and well, there's a significantly less amount of fresh air.

But... I think I found something good amongst all the problems. Or more appropriately, someone good.

So, I was walking around the streets, trying desperately to find my way to this bakery, but everytime I thought I found the right street it was on, alas, someone tells me this is 52nd street, not 51st!

I had been wandering around for nearly an hour, and I was very frustrated by that time. What made matters worse is that it was literally freezing. Ah, winter time, many mixed emotions I have about you. Rain is much better than snow, it's useful for growing, it makes everything shimmer, and you can step in puddles without looking too much like a kid.

My frustration must have been really noticable, because it caught the attention of a woman, who started walking up to me.

"Excuse me," she began, "do you need directions?"

I didn't want to admit it. The last thing I wanted was someone to tell me I was on 45th avenue and six blocks away from where I needed to be. But hey, the girl took the time to come over here, so I might as well answer her.

"Uh, yeah actually, I'm looking for a bakery. I forgot it's name, but I was told it's the only one on 51st Street. Although I'm probably on the wrong block, as usual." I sighed towards the end of what I said.

The girl chuckled. She had a pretty laugh. "Actually, you're on the right street, but the bakery is on the other side of the block. I go there all the time, you want me to lead you there?"

I was taken back. Someone actually wanted to help me, me, a clueless newbie.

"Really? Oh wow, thanks, alright then!"

My face shined with glee. She laughed again, clearly amused. Her laugh, it was sweet, but it also sounded like it carried some kind of sadness with it.

She began to walk, me trailing behind her. As we walked, I observed her. She moved fast- and I know most New Yorkers do, but I mean fast. It's almost as if she didn't want to waste any time, like she knew what could happen at any moment.

I shrugged the thought off. Nah, I'm probably thinking too in depth. Most things are what they appear to be, at least in my experience, so this should be nothing.

That aside, she was also really pretty. I know I probably shouldn't think that right after meeting her, but I can't deny it. Her pale blonde hair, the way she carried herself in her coat, she just struck me as someone incredible.

So anyways, we were walking to the other side of the block, tredging through the cold and snow, when suddenly from somewhere above us- a rooftop, maybe?- I heard something about to fall. I stepped out of the way just in time to see a bucket of snow land on top of the girl's head, the snowflakes drifting down to her shouders.

I couldn't help but let out a chuckle. She frowned."H-hey, don't laugh!" She began to shake the snowflakes off, honestly it was really adorable. I was probably around the same age as her, but I thought I looked way more immature and childish. Now, she looks like such innocence, it was just incredible.

Once she finished, she looked up at me. "Well, that was annoying. Let's go."

We made it to the bakery at last, and honestly it was not as good as I expected. The shopkeepers looked pretty grumpy, and the tables weren't the cleanest. Oh well, I guess they're known for take out orders rather than dine in ones.

"Alright, we're here!" she declared, "I go here all the time, at least once a week."

Here, of all places? Really? I thought. But oh well.

"Thanks for all your help, really." I told her. She smiled and began to walk away.

I called after her, "Hey, wait! At least tell me your name befote you go?"

"Claire. My name is Claire." she replied, "You?"

"Jason." I answered.