#So I'm gonna take a little while to (hopefully) recharge

[zealofchronos]

i share ur struggle.. i ACHE for gepard or welt content so hopefully i could request for something like that? im js gonna throw a bunch of ideas and you can choose whichever

relationship hcs (what he’d be like, how does he show his love etc)

sleeping together (take this whichever way you want)

cooking together in the kitchen (im a whore for this stuff idk why😭)

bedroom hcs (kinks, fav positions, literally anything i need it so bad)

KISSING IN THE SNOW W GEPARD😞

anon i hope you know this ask gave me like 5000 braincells. like suddenly i am THINKING. it's so insane how one little ask full of random blurbs gave me so much life to write even just the smallest things.

literally welt and gepard are my two faves rn, i'm fr just waiting for jing yuan to come out. jing yuan my beloved <3<3

but anyway, as for this little ask, i think we'll ease into the hsr content with some fluff ( i am all due for it anyway, i have Not been writing and i also need the fluff because my god does life hit hard ) so sit tight >:)

love and cherishing you ♡ ;; various x gn!reader headcanons

content;- sfw , fluff , headcanons list , how some hsr boys show their love for you ♡♡ , overall just really fluffy because i need toothrotting stomach ache inducing head swirling sweet fluff sometimes... , nothing about getting together but just general hcs on what they'd be like in a relationship , reader is nooooot...? the trailblazer but could possibly be interpreted as such if you squint

characters inc:- welt yang , gepard landau ( includes post-belobog arc content, not extremely spoilery but take note that i chose after the jarillo-vi conclusion to open up more opportunities >:3 )

together with welt yang . . .

welt has lived life longer than perhaps anyone on the express, being from another world and used to living as the first ( second generation ) herrscher of reason, a herrscher that sided with humanity. he didn't expect to get sucked into another adventure, one where he'll meet many companions, see unbelievable sights or even... fall in love.

he's an old soul, yet his heart still has a grand passion for what he does. the fire within him burns, and perhaps, you stoke the flames. a motivation unlike any other to show you the wonders of the galaxy— of every world.

his love is not the most openly shown, an old man can be embarrassed sometimes. especially in the face of his family of the astral express. his affections for you are for you two only. his touches, his words, the little things that make sparks fly are all special and meant for your ears and eyes only. be it in the privacy of his room, or late nights when everyone else is fast asleep, he'll always find a way to make his love for you known when nobody else is looking.

time together with you is always time well spent. he enjoys it perhaps just a little more than going on adventures with everyone. you could be doing anything, and he wouldn't mind simply sitting in silence together with you. it's comforting, relaxing. it's moments like these where he gets to unwind with you. it's essentially a recharge— he doesn't even have to hold you ( but if you'd like that, he'd be more than happy to ).

he used to be an artist— an animation storyboard artist. his skills on paper would definitely outmatch the rest of the crew. he already likes to have his experiences captured in little drawings in his notebook. well, you happen to be one big, long lasting experience. one that he can't wait to see what more comes while experiencing it. you swear that you can catch him gazing at you every other day, and you always see his pencil moving across the papers in his book. inside are sketches of you in all your beauty, how he adores you, even complete with little notes about the things you like.

he wishes to show you the world, all there is to be seen across the entire galaxy. he will be there, to guide you, to accompany you. it's not that he doesn't trust the rest of the crew, but really, this is the closest thing to a date you've ever gotten. taking in the sights of new worlds, creating new memories together, and maybe getting tossed in a bit of trouble along the way. sure, it may be tiring or troublesome, but he wouldn't want to face it with anyone else.

those that come across him know him as welt yang, but this is the name he has inherited. he doesn't tell it often, perhaps, but at least you know him. the real him. he's not just welt to you, but also joachim. it is something he entrusted to you, who he is, who he once was, who he shall become— everything about him.

he adores you, and all your entirety. you are like a burning star in the galaxy above, one that burns with him.

together with gepard landau . . .

gepard, captain of the silvermane guards is a busy, busy man. between his duties as captain and his daily life, he does his best to find time for you. his lack of charm is exactly what makes him charming, some may say. he's no nonsense, stubborn, "famously uncompromising" ( as his sister claims ) with an unmatched loyalty. it sounds horrendous, but perhaps that's exactly why you love him.

you tell him he should prioritise his duty first and foremost, he is an important figure in belobog, after all. and he does, he stubbornly commits to it. even if he can see in your eyes that you're hesitantly letting him go again. it's in these rare moments that he gives you a small, warming smile and a gentle embrace— he tells you that he'll do his best, for the preservation of belobog, for its people— and most importantly, you.

bothering him on patrol isn't one of your favourite activites, there are definitely more enriching things out there, but you still do it from time to time. usually, it's when the nights are a little colder and you can't seem to sleep. it's the same old thing, each and every time. he tells you you should get home, but not after a quick walk together with him. you'd chat about the little things, and he'd even shyly try to hold your hand in such a moment. after that, he personally escorts you back to your residence, and never forgetting to leave without a kiss goodnight. it may be a simple kiss on the back of your hand, or you might get up for a quick kiss on the cheek. you don't know what you do to him.

gepard doesn't strike me as a type that knows a lot in this area. he was born and raised as a noble child, and then went straight into becoming a protector of the city he grew up in. he'd feel a little flustered at a few things, the ideas and thoughts that come to him while together with you. he's even more embarrassed as he goes to his sister for advice on how to deal with such emotions. he reads books, fiction of romance that he does best to turn into your reality. it's not perfect— he's still clueless on what's a really good date— but he's always trying harder just for you.

it's not often that he gets free time, but once he does, he's quick to seek you out... after his sister of course. for many good reasons, actually. other than the usual check in with his sister he loves so dearly, she is more helpful than most others despite her teasing. serval is a big source of support in his relationship with you, not to say you two can't handle it yourselves. he's just rather clueless about love as a whole sometimes, and she's there to give him a little nudge in the right direction. thanks to her, gepard brought you flowers once, and he does it every so often.

never underestimate the lengths he'd go for you. he may be constantly out there in the front lines trying to combat the antimatter legion and the fragmentum, and he may be busy with training the guards or some other silvermane business, but he would always keep you in mind. you're part of his motivation, and you've grown to be the biggest part of it. you could tell him it's nothing important, if you ask for something, like a favour or likewise, but because it's you, he'll put it right at the top of his priorities. you are his priority.

dates are difficult, especially when you're captain of the guards. walking around with him attracts more attention than any other thing, but it doesn't stop him from inviting you out. the luxuries of belobog would be easy for him to indulge in, as a landau and as captain, but truly, simply spending time with him is enough. your favourite dates are ones where you freely walk aimlessly in the day, perhaps after a bite to eat. fresh snowfall is light upon the city streets, unlike the eternal freeze. you find it hard to resist temptation, letting yourself be swept off your feet for a sweet kiss in the everlasting winter snow.

gepard landau has an immense lack of charm. he's stubborn, he's uncompromising, and maybe even a little dense or a little blunt. but the brighter side of these qualities always show around you. he'll find a way to see you, and he won't rest until he has. his lack of knowledge in this department has him cutely flustered from time to time, but also has him doing unknowingly romantic things. he loves you, and he wants you to know that.

[jeonqkooks]

hello, jen love 🤍 i'm a few days late, it seems like hehe ;u; i'm sorry for not popping in sooner, and more frequently, but i hope this letter of mine finds you sweetly and serenely.

how has the new year been treating you so far? do you have any resolutions, any aspirations you'd like to achieve this year? how about places and people to see, things to do?

secondly, how was your trip home? i hope your family has been well and healthy. what did you get up to there — did you eat all the foods, shop all the shops, walk all the streets? i hope you felt rejuvenated there, a little soul reset — i recall seeing a post or two from you, saying you miss home/your mom after coming back... i hope that part of yourself has healed, even if just by a bit.

and in the land of minho, how has that gentleman been fairing on your heart? has he been holding it tenderly? has he been loving you dearly? i certainly hope so! (every time i see a mention of him anywhere, and the group, i think of you hehe) may the stay fandom (stayblr? i saw that mentioned when i scrolled through your sideblog! what a cute name 🥺) be a safe place for you, warm and cozy.

i miss you, and am thinking of you extra. continue to stay well and happy, however that may look like to you. surround yourself with light and love; and may that carry you through the rest of the year seamlessly.

thương thương, with all my heart —

cee 🤍

MY LOVE 😭🤍 i’m so glad you’re here, i’ve missed you 🥹

the year’s been going okay so far. i’m still settling back into my routine after being back home and then having my friend visit me for 10 days over the holidays. i never really have new year’s resolutions but this year i do want to get out of my comfort zone more, get out of the house more lol, start doing more things that make me happy. i also want to get a new job and move to a new country, so hopefully that could be in the cards for me this year!! wbu? do you have any resolutions for 2024?

the trip home was good!! overwhelming at first bc so many things were different after 4 years, so many people i hadn’t met in years, it did take a while to get used to. but overall it was really nice being there. i definitely felt recharged while i was there, just hanging out with everyone and seeing all the things i missed, and i’m gonna try to visit once a year from now on! but yeah after coming back, it was pretty hard at first. the seasonal depresshaun and the loneliness got to me lol but it’s better now. it kinda sucks to think that i’ll probably experience it again every time i go home but what can you do, yk? 🫠

how’s your family? how are things with you and your love? how’s the job?

the land of minho !!! 😭 i didn’t know you’ve been checking out the new blog as well hehehe. it’s been going great!! i’m having so much fun there (knock on wood, knock on wood, knock on wood) it’s been a blast getting to explore and swoon over a new group, really reminds me of how happy i was during my early bangtan days. it’s really made me fall in love with writing again which feels wonderful. i think i’ve been writing almost every day and i’ve written more in the past couple months than i did for the majority of 2023. mimo has been the best muse and the absolute love of my life 🥹 (and right?? stay is such a cute name!!)

i’m always missing you and thinking of you. i hope 2024 treats you well (lunar new year is less than a month away!) and brings you lots of happiness and peace. love you to the moon and to saturn, thương thương 🤍

[gurugirl]

Queen G. Just read A Good Boy (and reblogged 😉) and I'm a goner. I'm stunned by that one. Absolutely in love with them.

Saw my ex on Sunday 🙄 He wanted to meet up with me to get lunch and talk and I wanted to say no but figured lunch couldn't hurt. And I'm so dumb sometimes so then I went back to his and just like last time I saw him he started begging me? Like he's never done that before in our relationship and god it made me weak. Having him saying please and pulling at my arm and kissing my wrist...

So, yeah we did have sex and once again... better than any of the sex we had while we were a thing. And when I left I thought to myself how I don't really like him the same way I used to. Now, I do think he's attractive and suddenly he's good in bed. But the rest? Maybe it's not a terrible thing to have him in my back pocket for a quick fuck? Does that sound awful? Oh my god I'm terrible.

But it's kind of freeing in a way? I can't explain it. If he asked me to be his girlfriend again I have no doubt I'd say no. But the sex? If he can keep doing that I have no problem hooking up with him from time to time.

BLAH. Anyway. I'm confused by what's right and wrong there a little but I'll figure it out. Gonna talk to my bestie tonight about it but it's been on my mind and I'm on lunch right now by myself and thought I'd just drop in and say hi.

How was your weekend? Do anything fun? Distract me from my weird life, guru!

-🍸

Hi sweets! Thank you for the update. Hope studying for the bar is going well for you too!

Your situation is weird but maybe not too weird. I think you're starting to feel a healthy bit of distance from him but we are still just humans and most of us enjoy sex from time to time. I don't know. As long as you're safe and clear with what you want I see no issues for having your ex on standby for a hookup. And also as long as he continues being nice to you.

Hopefully your bestie can give you better advice than I can :)

Last weekend I didn't do a lot. I barely remember what happened to be honest 😂

On Monday night we had torrential downpour and electricity was down and cellular towers were out so I had no lights and no internet for 8ish hours (not too long after I posted a good boy in fact). It was wild. We used candles like the old days and our cellphones died because it happened later in the day and I hadn't recharged my phone before the storm and using the little flashlight on it apparently takes up a lot of battery? lol! That was the most interesting thing that's happened to me in a while. The streets were flooded and the entire part of the city where I live was dark.

Thanks for popping in to say hi!!

Xoxo

[ratscabies]

How does a money bowl work?

everyone who makes one is probably gonna make theirs a lil differently, but this is what I did for mine:

a base of rice for abundance, salt for protection, and a touch of sugar to ensure that money comes to me through "sweet" means (aka hopefully not through, like, my mom dying and me collecting her life insurance lol)

sprinklings of basil for wealth, prosperity, and abundance; rosemary for prosperity and wisdom; and sage for wisdom - I wanted to include some herbs associated with wisdom in addition to money because I want to encourage smarter spending habits in myself

I printed out a copy of a credit card bill showing my balance on it, and I cut it up into little pieces while envisioning myself paying it off and being free from credit card debt. I added the shreds of this credit card bill into the rice base

bay leaves - both some ripped up to mix in the rice base, but also one with a sigil I created to represent an affirmation about money flowing to me and a few with words like "financial stability," "wealth," and "abundance" on them since bay leaves are associated with manifestation and wishes

cinnamon sticks for attracting wealth and material stability - I added four since it's a number associated with reliability and stability (I know eight is often a number associated with wealth and money, but I did not feel like adding eight cinnamon sticks into my jar lol)

gemstone chips of pyrite ("fool's gold") for wealth and prosperity; tiger's eye for confidence and success; amazonite for personal prosperity; aventurine for good fortune and material wealth; and clear quartz for general good vibes and as an amplifier for the other gemstones

eight coffee beans to encourage rapidity and amplification of the spell (here I did eight since the number eight is associated with money, and the beans are small enough that it didn't feel excessive like it might have with the cinnamon sticks lol)

handful of various coins from my wallet

a small piece of paper with some affirmations written on them as petitions, folded up, hopefully to be manifested - I can add more petitions and affirmations as time goes on and as my goals change

I put all of this in a clear jar that I had sitting around

around the neck of the jar, I wrapped a green string of yarn (green to represent money) and attached a folded piece of paper to it - the outside of the piece of paper has a dollar sign, and the inside of the folded piece of paper says "financial stability and abundance," again with the sigil for money flow that I created

I did not put a lid on the jar - I want it to be open to encourage money flowing in and out

I put it in a part of my room that I pass by every time I enter and leave, so I can notice it, give it mental energy and remember my goals, and throw any change or cash I get into it or take some out as needed, again to represent money flowing in and out

I know some people redo their jars at the beginning of every month to recharge it and keep things fresh

oh yeah, as I created the jar, I used a stick of cinnamon incense to cleanse everything and charge my components with my intentions

and yeah I think that's it!

sorry it's excessive but I'm extra

[jaypsnax]

Might be taking a break, feeling a little burnt...

[yurtletheturtlehenderson]

COSMIC - S1:E8; Chapter Eight, The Upside Down - [Pt. 2]

A Will Byers x Male!Reader Series

𝘋𝘳. 𝘉𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘴 𝘏𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘑𝘰𝘺𝘤𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘌𝘭𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘺𝘮. 𝘠/𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘸𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘭.

A.N: A little on the short side. sorry!

|| 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕 ||

"Guys, guys! This is crazy."

The boys had gone on some tangent, trying to debate what we should do. The three of them stood in a circle debating while I sat next to El, an arm around her trying to warm her up.

"We can't just wait around." Mike finished.

"Mike, in case you forgot, we're still fugitives. The bad men are still looking for us." Lucas said.

At that moment, Dustin jumped in.

"Yeah, and we don't even know where your sister is."

"El can find them."

"No, Mike." I spoke up, grabbing all their attention. "Look at her, she's exhausted. She's already done more than enough for us in that last 24 hours alone. She's only human, she needs rest." I defended.

El didn't say anything, so she laid her head on my shoulder in a tired manner.

Mike frowned a little, indicating he knew that I had a point.

"I still think we should stick to the chief's plan." Dustin concluded.

"Exactly." Lucas eased. "We stay here, keep El out of sight and keep her safe. That's the most important thing, remember?"

A small smile found its way onto my face. I'm glad Lucas is looking out for El. She's truly one of us now.

"Besides, she's okay. She's with Jonathan."

"Yeah, and she's kind of a badass now, so..." I chuckled at my brother's comment.

He wasn't wrong about that.

My head perked up when I saw him turn around start to exit the gym.

"Well, where are you going? You just said stick to the plan!" Mike exclaimed.

"I am. I'm just gonna go get some chocolate pudding. I'm telling you, Lunch Lady Phyllis hoards that shit."

"Are you serious?" Mike yells while Lucas trails off after my brother at the mention of pudding.

"El needs to be recharged!" Dustin finished, before disappearing past the gym doors with Lucas.

⊹ ⊹ ⊹

"Found it! I knew she was hoarding it."

Dustin and Lucas began grabbing as many cans of chocolate pudding as they could carry, as Dustin continued rambling about it.

"I knew it."

"Yeah."

"Always lying, saying she's out. Bald-faced liar." He turns over his shoulders, his arms overflowing with pudding cups. "MIKE! I FOUND THE CHOCOLATE PUDDING!"

I chuckled and shook my head as I watched the boys hoard their own new stash of pudding.

The three of us had joined Lucas and Dustin in the cafeteria. I was leaning my back against the doorway that separated the cafeteria from the kitchen, my arms folded as I waited for the supply of food. I wanted to let Mike and El have a moment alone so I kept my distance.

"Okay!" He shouted back, clearly annoyed.

I chuckled under my breath once more.

My limbs began to grow tired and I found a seat at one of the tables closest to the kitchen, clear across the room from Mike and El. I slouched in the chair, my legs stretched out lazily across the ground and I began fidgeting with the hem of my shirt.

I want to think about anything but everything that just happened. Given the circumstances of course, it's pretty much impossible. My heart sank at what Will must be going through right now.

He sounded so... so weak. I wanted desperately to help him, but there was nothing for me to do.

It was then that I couldn't help but overhear Mike and El's conversation. They were talking very softly.

"My point is, they'll take care of you. They'll be like your new parents, and Nancy, she'll be like your new sister."

"Adopted? Like Y/n?" She asked hopefully.

I suddenly felt a pair of eyes on me and I looked up to see El looking at me and I smiled politely and looked to a slightly disappointed looking Mike.

"Will you be like my brother?" She asked.

He scrunched his face up in disgust and I had to fight a bellow of laughter. What came out was a series of snickers that luckily they didn't catch.

"What? No, no."

Tuning back out, my mind wandered to Will again. It was easy then for the chuckling to die down. My face quickly fell and I began fidgeting once more.

I tried to picture what happened in there. The Upside Down, or wherever it was that El was able to speak to Will.

To see him.

I suddenly envied her.

I miss him so much and I wish there was more I could do.

The reality of everything that had happened recently hits me like a ton of bricks every time I think about it. What I was able to do. Like I get the news of it all, every time I think about it.

And I still haven't told anyone yet.

More guilt and anxiety hit me all at once.

It was then that two words pulled me from my trance once more. I couldn't help but listen as the two spoke, while I kept my head down and focused my eyes on my hands.

"Snow ball?" El asked confused.

"It's this cheesy school dance, where you go in the gym and dance to music and stuff. I've never been, but I know you're not supposed to go with your sister."

"No?"

"I mean... you can, but it'd be really weird. You go to school dances with someone that, you know... someone that you like."

I couldn't help but frown, all of this felt too familiar. But yet nothing like this had ever happened to me. Deep down I knew what was wrong but I was fighting to acknowledge it.

"A friend?" She asked brightly.

I felt a wave of guilt wash over me and I frowned.

"Not a friend," Mike sighed. "Uh... uh... Uh, someone like a..."

Something about all this was making my chest feel heavy. I felt isolated, like something was missing.

Someone.

I couldn't stop my eyes from wandering to the duo and I saw Mike quickly and nervously lean over and gave El a kiss.

Suddenly, it felt as if someone punched me in the gut.

And it wasn't from jealousy. Far from it. I was happy for them, and I thought they were sweet. But Lucas's words from a few days ago came rushing back.

《•••》

"That doesn't prove anything! We're best friends! So what if we're close?"

He laughs. "Yeah, just as close as Nancy and Steve! And you're no better. You just haven't realized it yet."

《•••》

My heart would have fluttered violently by now but it feels too heavy.

A strong wave of guilt washed over me at the thought that I might not ever get a chance to see him again. Much less share innocent moments like these with him.

Having been fidgeting with the hem of my shirt, I caught sight of a tear land softly on my lap. I hadn't realized I had been crying.

I quickly wiped it away when I heard Mike get up front the table suddenly.

"Stay here," He suddenly ran out of the cafeteria doors and I caught sight of a blushing El staring after the boy.

Suddenly, Dustin and Lucas barged in carrying a hoard of chocolate pudding and dumped it on the table before El. I stood up walked towards the table, eager to have a taste of pudding that sounded so good after all that has happened.

"This will charge your battery right up, I'm telling you." Dustin smiled, handing El a pudding cup.

I gladly grabbed one off the table and peeled the lid back, spoon in hand when suddenly, Mike came running into the hall gasping for breath.

"Guys! Guys!"

"What?" I asked.

"What is it?"

Mike came to halt, completely out of breath.

"They found us."

[doctorguilty]

since my last two rounds as surv on the ptb were against fucking. hillbilly??? I decided to finally try out some ghostface and like. honestly contrary to popular believe from whiny people who think gf "didnt need a buff" he's arguably HARDER to play now, not in a bad way but like, I feel there's MORE skill required to manage his power

cause like firstly, they tweaked the reveal mechanic a ton so like, revealing him is not so bugged on the surv end where like you can be looking directly at him and the game wont register it. it seems to work like, very well, having me playing as him and playing a good 3 matches against him in my ptb trial yesterday. also there's "Reveal progression now regresses over time if a Survivor loses line-of-sight (used to be lost completely immediately)." which no one whining about him is talking about but my GOD this change is rough as ghostface

secondly like, I Get a lot of what's going on with the addons now, like even the ones that seemed strange (like survs on hook take 3 seconds to reveal etc ) because given the improved reveal mechanics. the object of the game is HEAVILY like, stay in night shroud as much as physically possible and that's easier said than done

I'm already forgetting the exact numbers for his pre-patch add ons but like basically 100% of the time ghostface brings 1 shroud recovery add on (usually the pen), and then sometimes they'll stack a second shroud recovery add on with it, if they're not gonna go with the drop leg or or monocular.

Well you can't do that now, you get ONE standard shroud recovery option (matchbook for 6 seconds) and/or a conditional one insta recharge which is either the wallet (breaking pallet or wall) or the tape (basic attack putting surv into dying), or the cinch straps (whiffing doesnt break shroud)

my first test run I just used brown addons and got like whiplash from how easily I was getting revealed, got a good 0 kills lmao......... second test run I tried drivers license (unchanged) and the wallet, didn't get much use out of the license I feel but the wallet proved VERY useful I like that one a lot, cause like, basically yeah anytime you're broken out of shroud (which is. significantly more than in the past), the cooldown is gonna hurt

I've yet to try more combos but the choice making is definitely harder than it seems on paper and I feel the devs kinda sculpted him into the killer he was conceptualized as--EXTREMELY reliant on his stealth and the player's utilization of the map itself which was something talked about in his development video, it's why you mark faster if you lean + stalk like he's meant to be very blended in with the environment and like a quasi jumpscare

honestly my biggest frustration is, as much as I appreciate him getting new chase music its WAY to fucking loud and I can barely hear where the surv is going, which is like OOF when I rely so much on audio cues which is like!! very in spirit of the character like hello,,,,, lower the volume pls ;;;;;; I'm not the only one with that opinion though :( hopefully the devs take some constructive criticism on that

but YEAH anyway like. those are my general first impressions, like its not a nerf, but it's also not quite the enormous buff people believe it is. its very much to me like, refining the character into the vision the devs originally had for him which just comes with some pros and cons and having to adapt to it! I dont dislike it, I'm so happy he got his addons reworked like I've wanted that for SO LONG, just defs a challenge to re-master him

...also while he did get a little buff against loops I'm thinking ......... he might struggle more with swfs than he previously did e_e not 100% certain yet but. kinda have a bad feeling about it given the reveal mechanic tweaks

[wastelandlovingscenarios]

Yey! New fallout blog. I'm so glad, it's honey on my heart! :D Do you have a lot of requests? I have two questions-ideas that you may like. 1: I like to think that Nick has memories that allow him to dance pre-war swing dances. But what about the rest of the companions? How do they react to Sole dancing lindy-hop (it's such fun and energy!) and/or blues-dancing (so slow, lazy, smooth and sexy). Do they know how to dance, do they want to learn from Sole, or do they very strongly refuse to dance?

yes, i have a lot of requests but i love it! keeps me occupied. i have taught ballroom dancing for a good four years of my life and i know about 10 dances. i’m absolutely in love with it! thank you for requesting this. <3

can you imagine the boys in an slightly unbuttoned, loose collared shirt with slacks and a belt.... 🤩

please enjoy! i will make it crushing companions because who doesn’t like a little romance in their life?

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Danse:

danse is a killjoy, he doesn’t understand the joy of dancing and what impact it has on people. whenever he caught the sight of people doing it, he stood on his opinion that it was nothing but a waste of time. well, that was until he saw sole dance themselves. they had been dragged onto the floor by a friend of theirs and began lindy hopping as if they were suddently recharged and full of energy. even if he tried to deem it as a distraction later in the day, he knew he couldn’t pry his eyes away no matter how hard he tried. he had seen many people dance in his lifetime at brotherhood gatherings and such, but had never seen anyone do it like sole had. danse isn’t a dancer and will probably never be one. this man has spent his entire life in a tin can and is probably already built like one. he is horribly stiff and cannot move for the life of him. even if you were to hold him at gun point, he’d still harshly refuse to do so. after all, danse couldn’t even do the macarena even if he tried. he knows that he is incapable of dancing, which is why he absolutely avoids doing it at all costs. even if he was utterly in love with sole, he’d still reject the offer of learning their hobby and instead watch them dance from afar, secretly gushing over the smile their plastered their face whenever they did so.

Deacon:

he would think it’s absolutely amazing how sole could still remember fragments of their dancing 200 years later. hell, he can’t even remember what he ate last night for dinner, so it’s easy to say he’s impressed by their hobby and how physically demanding it is. the minute he saw sole and perform such an energetic dance, showcasing various fancy twirls and skills on the dance floor, he’d be completely bought, no further questions asked. deacon knows how to dance just for his disguises and such, but had never went beyond the basic steps of it. now that he had seen everything beyond what he’s ever known, he’d become very fascinated by it. he’d practically tackle sole on the floor, nearly begging them to teach him how to lindy hop and he definitely was not gonna accept no as an answer. the more sole had taught him, the more he became passionate about it, pressing sole to teach him more. in the end, he’d be more than willing to learn and even go as far as performing it with sole in different disguises while on their missions. after all, there’s no one he’d rather do it with besides the star themselves- the sole survivor.

Maccready:

maccready is instantly absorbed into soles talent of lindy hopping and although he doesn’t cheer out loud like everyone else does in the bar, he’s smiling proudly while leaning back in his seat. the sight of sole happy and energetic while doing what they love brings a warm feeling to his chest and he hopes that one day he’s able to make them smile the same way. after a few performances, mac would confront sole about it and ask about their history with dancing, curiousity eventually catching up to him. mac would try to listen as they spoke passionately about their hobby but their words would eventually turn into static as he instead admired their face like a middle school crush. he’d blush when sole snapped him out of it and would just reply with a simple, “that’s good.” as if he listened to them in the first place. although mac is engrossed by their talent, he will not dance no matter the circumstances. it wasn’t like mac was stiff or anything when moving his body, it was more of the fact that he was embarrassed to even attempt to dance in front of anyone, especially in front of the only person he has a crush on. mac naturally doesn’t favor any attention on him, so he refuses to learn how to dance for his sanity and don’t even get me started on creating physical contact with sole if he did choose to learn from them. if he were to accept their offer, his crush would be obvious to everyone within a 5 feet range. the thought of sole even linking their hand with his automatically gives him a heart attack, so for that to happen in real time would be an absolutely different story he wasn’t going to find out. he’d support them completely with their dancing but would wave off the idea of him doing the same for personal reasons no one should know.

Hancock:

oh man, the sight of his crush blues dancing on the floor in front of everyone was so sexy in his eyes. the way their hips swayed and how slow and sensual their movements were drove him crazy. especially the way their confidence shone throughout the room made him fall in love with them even more. although he didn’t like the idea of them dancing with someone else, he sure liked the scene right in front of him. his whiskey would be completely neglected as he smirked, watching them dance passionately. hancock is a dancer, but more specifically, a slow dancer. before he had met sole formerly, he had picked up various individuals through different tactics and there’s no doubt that he’s used slow dancing as one. it always won the women over somehow, so he often did it. now that the mayor had his eyes on someone after countless years of avoiding love, he’d be utterly determined to impress sole with dance skills of his own that he had mastered. hopefully, he’d win their heart in the process of doing so. hancock would even try to sharpen them more before he built up the courage to ask sole for a dance. once he did so, it was simple to assume that sole was anything but disappointed.

Nick Valentine:

he’s thrilled to know that sole still contained their memories of prewar dances like he had. he always disliked the fact that prewar dances in the commonwealth were completely disregarded to rot slowly as time passed. it was such a unique hobby and talent nowadays and nick assumed he was going to rust away before he could find another person who could dance as good as anyone back in the prewar era. when sole had presented various dances, such as lindy hop and blues dancing, to a crowd in sanctuary, he’d become automatically ecstatic, a large grin forming on his face. he’d immediately walk over to sole, politely asking for their hand for permission to join in. though nick wasn’t the greatest anymore at dancing and was a bit rusty at it due to his body limiting him, they’d still catch the attention of the crowd who cheered them on happily. he had forgotten how good it felt to be doing something he once enjoyed doing in his past life. obviously by now, you can assume nick is an excellent dancer amongst all the companions and would be the closest to soles level of dancing. he is a very romantic guy, signalling that he prefers much more slower dances and in this case, blues dancing. the fact that he’s in love with sole only proves this more and whenever they’re in private and he has the chance to ask for a dance alone, he does without hesitation. after a while, they’d come up with routines of their own and it was become a nightly habit to dance with each other, whether slowly or with energy.

Preston:

he’d be one of the many companions that would be cheering on for sole as they blues danced or lindy hopped on the floor, saying things like, ‘that’s my general!’ or ‘woohoo! go sole!’. secretly, he’d enjoy the small blush that would appear on their face whenever prestons voice boomed amongst the noisy crowd. he wanted to make sure that sole knew he was watching and that he was their biggest supporter, regardless of the abundance of people watching them. he’s absolutely supportive with soles habit of dancing and often asks them about it, knowing that it was one of their passions that still continued to stick with them even after the bombs dropped. preston would be happy to learn from sole, accepting their offer before they could say another word. it wouldn’t hurt to try something new and if he didn’t like it, he could always just stop after all. luckily for sole, he would immediately find himself liking every dance they taught him, whether it was slow or fast, and would enjoy practicing every once in a while to take his mind off the stress. the feeling of soles hands against his shoulder blade and his hand was more than enough to brighten up any bad day. preston is the type of dancer where he’d prefer to perform and practice in private rather than showcasing to a crowd. he was definitely very shy about it and a little insecure of his skills, but with time, he would eventually attempt to dance in public with sole. maybe not everytime, but it would happen occasionally.

Sturges:

boy, oh boy, lemme tell you right now. sturges is in love with prewar history, so once sole presented their skills of dancing, he’d be practically bombarding them with compliments and questions. he wouldn’t hide the fact at all that he was impressed by their set of skills and would even give them a cute ass nickname like, “my little dancer,” to which he laughed at whenever sole blushed madly. as much as the lindy hopping caught his eye, he liked the movements of blue dancing and the music that came along with it. it was much more of his style, really. the day sole came up to him and asked if he wanted to learn, he had agreed, knowing that he couldn’t say no to such a charming individual. sadly though, sturges has done nothing similar to dancing in his life and is as stiff as a rock when sole first teaches him, often stepping on their foot or stumbling over nothing. he’d blush in embarrassment, apologizing profusely whenever an error was made. he’s a mechanic- he fixes, repairs, tinkers and builds. it was something he enjoys doing and something he was great at. now this- this was something definitely new in his life and something he was absolutely horrible at. although he can’t dance for shit, he’s willing to bite back the hesitation so he could take advantage of whatever time he has with sole.

Gage:

he wouldn’t really have a high opinion of soles dancing but wouldn’t deny the fact that he was slightly impressed by their talent. never has he once seen anyone in nuka world dance the same as sole did and he definitely wasn’t gonna push away the fact that it was something unique and interesting to watch. even if he didn’t tell that to sole out loud, the way his eyes followed their every movement spoke louder than any words he could’ve pulled out of his ass. from time to time, he’d compliment them in his own way, saying things, such as, ‘nice footwork you got there, boss’ or ‘don’t see much of that these days’. sole would eventually taunt him by accusing gage that he liked the performance to which gage playfully snickered at it while rolling his eyes. you never put gage and dancing in the same sentence. he’s absolutely against himself doing so and would rather jump off a cliff willingly than to be caught doing such a thing. there’s nothing you can do to make him dance or even attempt to bribe him into learning- he just won’t do it at all costs. gage has his own set of hobbies and he likes to stick within that area, so the topic of dancing doesn’t appeal to him at all and immediately shuts the idea down the second it leaves soles mouth. as much as he loved sole, there was just no way in hell that he was gonna be forced into this. it just wasn’t him.

[feminaexlux]

Chartreux

This is from Lukanette February 2020 (which feels like years ago at this point, doesn't it?). I wanted to repost it as a whole story because I went back and re-read some of my old stuff that I posted separately and I'd like to share it again :)

Enjoy! AO3 chapter link

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Note

Plagg floated in front of Adrien. "Kid, you're sick. How are you gonna be Chat Noir if you're delirious?"

"Ladybug needs me," Adrien groaned. Last time he checked his temperature it was around 39c. "She… she shouldn't handle the akuma on her own!"

"She'll be fine," Plagg sighed. "Get some rest! Take a nap, you'll feel better after."

Adrien frowned. "No, I need to help her. Plagg, claws ou-!" He coughed. It was a hoarse, lung-bruising cough. "Oww."

"Eww, gross," Plagg complained. "Humans are so disgusting."

"Ladybug needs backup…" Adrien sighed. "If she gets caught it's game over, Plagg. Hawkmoth wins and everyone loses!"

"She's got plenty of other helpers, Adrien! You gotta relax."

"No, it's dangerous because Hawkmoth knows who they are! She needs Chat Noir."

"Ugh, fiiiine. Leave it to me, again, to save the day," Plagg griped.

Adrien smiled. "I knew you'd come around. Plagg, claws-!" Plagg threw a pillow at Adrien and knocked him backward into his bed. Adrien immediately passed out.

"Knocked over by a feather. You sure woulda been useful to Ladybug like that." Plagg huffed and floated over to Adrien's hand, gingerly pulling off the Miraculous. "I gotta find Ladybug's other boyfriend," the little kwami sighed.

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Luka Couffaine was watching the livestream of the latest akuma through his phone. For some reason Ladybug was fighting the twin gorgons by herself and Chat Noir was nowhere to be seen, which worried everyone. Hopefully Chat Noir was alright… it wasn't like him to let Ladybug handle everything by herself.

Suddenly a wide silver ring dropped into his lap. Luka's immediate impulse was to look up and find who dropped it, but he wasn't able to see anyone or anything that might have possibly done it. There was a voice in his head that told him to put it on, but he wasn't going to start wearing someone else's prized just put it on you blockhead

What?

for gouda's sake just put the darn ring on kid

Okay. The ring was talking to him. Luka reluctantly put it on. Plagg appeared before him. "Finally. I'm Plagg, kwami of Destruction, you're gonna be using me today to help Ladybug. Your power is Cataclysm and after you use it you only got 5 minutes to wrap it up. Once you guys have won hand me over to Ladybug and it'll alllll be done and I can finally get a nap. You got it?"

Luka breathed out the breath he hadn't known he held in. "You're Chat's kwami. That's why he's not dealing with the akuma right now."

"Smart kid, you've already figured it out. You get to be Chat Noir today. But maybe you should call yourself something else. How about Chartreux? Transformation phrase is Claws Out, detransformation is Claws In. Got it? Let's go already."

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Ladybug had already used her Lucky Charm and… she wasn't able to figure out which of the two gorgons had the akumatized object in time. She kept having to dodge the petrification beams from two akumas (though she was sure one was a sentimonster clone), and her Lucky Charm had been a guitar pick! She had no idea what to do with it. Actually, scratch that, she knew Tikki or the Lucky Charm wanted her to reach out to Viperion, but… that was dangerous. Hawkmoth knew Luka was Viperion, so she'd try her best without his help right now. But where the heck was that cat?! "Chaaaat, I really could use your help right now!" She yelled out to no one in particular.

A dark figure landed nearby. "Sorry, Ladybug," said a familiar voice that was not Chat Noir's. "Chat's out of commission today, but… I'm his substitute." A tall figure in Chat's outfit - no, it was kind of… spikier? and dark gray? - spoke to Ladybug, spinning the baton to create a shield to block the petrification beams. Oh no. What happened? "I'm… Chartreux."

"Ummmm, hi," Ladybug said. "Well, if you're on my side then I'm glad to have you." She looked him over more closely when she had a chance. Taller, black fluffy hair with green tips instead of all blond, and he had black earrings? Earrings? Oh no. She knew his voice sounded familiar. Oh no. She'd know those lips and that jawline from anywhere since she spent so long staring at them as Marinette. Oh no.

"I got some explanation of things, so… I'll try my best."

Ladybug had to make a mental note that Chat!Luka was going to be very, very distracting.

Teddy Bear

Ladybug sighed heavily as her earrings kept beeping. She gave Chartreux a rundown of everything she saw with Madusa (times two, ugh) and what she was attacking (seemed like mostly other girls? Yikes). Ladybug gave her thoughts on how she might have been a jilted girl(friend) with Valentine's Day coming around the corner and Chartreux gave a lopsided smirk.

Dang it stop doing that Luka, she thought, staring at his lips again. She shook her head to focus. "Chat… I mean Chartreux, I'm so sorry but I have to recharge. I really hate to leave you alone like this but…"

"It's alright, Ladybug. I understand. I'll try to distract them and lead them away from civilians."

She put a hand on his arm and squeezed. For encouragement. "Good plan, thank you. I'll be back as soon as I can. Alright, bug out!"

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Marinette detransformed behind a building and watched Chat!Luka leap away surprisingly gracefully from the building they had just been on top of. She was fascinated at how… fluid everything looked with him. He was kind of a natural at strategically using his baton as an impromptu high-bar to swing himself between spaces and levels while keeping buildings between him and the Madusas for cover.

"MARINETTE!" Tikki yelled, apparently not for the first time. "Marinette?"

"Oh! Oh gosh, Tikki! I'm sorry."

"We have to figure out which one is the sentimonster first. I think we need to separate them and find out where the amok is."

"Alright, good idea, Tikki! Let me see if I can find a safe place." Marinette ran toward the end of the alleyway and ducked her head out to take a quick scan and nearly got hit by a beam. "Whoa!!!"

Unfortunately, it appeared that while Chat!Luka was able to get the attention of one of the Madusas and lead her away, the other one kept circling back to the apparent epicenter of the akumatization. That gave Marinette an idea. She was looking around for cover when she felt an arm around her waist and yelped as she was pulled sideways.

"Marinette, what are you doing here?!" Chartreux yelled, stumbling a little but recovering when she turned to face him and threw her arms around him reflexively.

"Ch-Chat?! Wait, what?!" While Chat!Luka was making an abrupt quarter turn, Marinette got further pressed into him as he made a braking maneuver against a wall and then launched them into an adjoining alleyway. It happened so fast she got slightly dizzy. "Whoa," she moaned.

"Marinette?! Sorry, I'm much faster than I thought I'd be," Chartreux said apologetically.

"It's okay, L–CHAT–I mean! Wh-who are you?"

Chartreux snickered a little. "Just a friend," he winked. "Let's get you somewhere safe."

That was what Marinette had been trying to do… She noticed something in the corner of her eye and turned her head, spotting the wax museum. "Um! Can you drop me off there?" She pointed her arm and directed his line of sight. Chat!Luka slowed down and pulled her in tight against him, weaving around the two streams of the petrifying lasers from both Madusas when they spotted the hero running across the street.

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Adrien woke up a bit less headachey than when he went to sleep, and he groaned sitting up on his bed. He rubbed his eyes and yawned. There was something… different about things, but he shrugged and assumed it felt off because he was sick. He sighed and got to his couch, turning on the television. He was hardly paying attention until he heard Nadja Chamack talking about Chat Noir rescuing a civilian and how Ladybug was missing.

He blinked his bleary eyes. "Plagg?" There wasn't a response. "PLAGG?!" He was suddenly wide awake and stood up a bit too quickly, getting lightheaded and dizzy. He fell back to his couch and looked at a close-up shot of "Chat Noir" and the civilian. That "Chat Noir" was… taller? And That "Chat Noir" was holding Adrien's favorite civilian Marinette Dupain-Cheng up against himself (pretty intimately, Adrien thought irritably) while heading away from the akumas. Maybe Adrien was hallucinating. Yeah, that was it, this was all just a bad fever dream.

The Real Chat Noir needed to go help Ladybug right away.

Adrien stumbled back to his bed in his exhausted state and pulled off the covers off of a lump on his bed, assuming he'd find the kwami settled in like the lazy cat he was. Instead Adrien found a teddy bear with a heart pillow, inscribed with a "Feel Better Soon ❤️".

Letters

If the Madusas were turning people into stone, then running through the wax museum where the "people" there were already immobile seemed to be a good plan. That had been the thought process running through Marinette's mind before she realized that she and Chartreux needed to evacuate the real people inside. Luckily Chartreux was already on that as soon as they opened the doors, directing people to go down to the subway, goodness bless that boy.

Marinette helped him as much as she could while she kept trying to lose him in the evacuating crowd to duck out and transform back into Ladybug. Of course of all the people the black cat Miraculous could have gone to, it went to Luka Couffaine, who ten times out of ten could find Marinette in the chaos. Marinette had counted.

"Chat-um-whatever, could you let me go? Don't I need to go hide?!" Marinette yelled at Chartreux, who had unabashedly let his tail wrap around her ankle to keep tabs on her.

"I know you're brave, Marinette, but you don't hide, you keep throwing yourself into danger as soon as I turn my back so I'm going to personally drop you off at home. Good idea on using the wax museum, though."

"But I can get Ladybug!" Marinette groaned.

Chartreux's ears twitched with irritation as he glared at her. "Ladybug's going to get here on her own, you don't need to-" Marinette saw one ear rotate backward and Chartreux ran, pulling Marinette along with him after taking her hand. The twin gorgons burst into the museum and started using their beams on the wax figures. They were temporarily confused when no one turned into stone.

Once they got their bearings, the twin gorgons ran in the same direction they saw Chartreux and Marinette run. The hero and civilian pair had hidden behind a relatively large dupe of Horrificator and were able to sneak past the Madusas into a staff locker room. "Well, I think I can hide here, at least," Marinette sighed.

"Can't say it's too comfortable, but it's better than nothing," Chartreux reluctantly agreed, opening a large locker for Marinette. "Sorry. I guess I should have taken you home first." Both Marinette and Chartreux heard one of the Madusas walk closer and try to open the door. Marinette made a split second decision and pulled Chartreux in the locker with her and closed it behind them.

The Madusa broke down the door and prowled in, scanning the room. She sniffed, annoyed at finding nothing of value, and left. When Chartreux heard the gorgon's footsteps fade away he burst out of the locker, red-faced and stammering out a hasty "S-sorry!"

He was about a full head taller than she was, so when they crammed into the locker he ended up occupying way more of her personal space than either of them expected. He pressed himself into the furthest corner away from her but his head still ended up on her shoulder and his arm braced against her and her legs in between his. He kept thinking how he was getting kind of hungry because she smelled like freshly baked bread and warm apple pie and man was he ever getting distracted by the fact that Marinette Dupain-Cheng had pulled him in by the collar and now her hands were in his hair because they had nowhere else to go?

He stayed hidden with Marinette for several long seconds after the Madusa had left, ostensibly to make sure the akuma/sentimonster was far enough away, but maybe some part of him just kinda liked being held by Marinette.

"I'm sorry! I just pulled you in i-i-it was my fault so, so sorry," Marinette apologized back, also pretty embarrassed but fighting back a smirk at finding Chat!Luka so flustered. "I'll s-stay here and be out of your way, promise!"

Chartreux blew out a breath, composing himself, and nodded. "Stay safe. I mean it, Marinette, no heroics. That's my job."

She leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek. "Good luck," she giggled, closing the locker. Chartreux went red again, slightly taken aback, but then he chuckled to himself and turned to leave.

"Marinette, you're teasing the poor boy," Tikki giggled.

"I think we're both enjoying it," Marinette giggled back. "Are you ready, Tikki?" The little kwami nodded. "Alright, Spots On!"

Ladybug stepped out of the locker and called her Lucky Charm. She got a pack of fridge magnet alphabet letters? What was she going to do with that?

Composition

It was actually a pretty straightforward plan. Chartreux and Ladybug ran in opposite directions and the twin gorgons split up to chase the both of them. The heroes lead them into the same room at opposite ends, Ladybug tied them up together with her yoyo, Chartreux Cataclysm'd the floor and the Madusas got caught hanging upside down. The magnets caught the Madusa's dislodged necklace and pen before they fell into the molten hot wax.

Amok and akuma were dealt with, the akuma victim reassured, and the Miraculous Ladybugs deployed. The heroes bumped fists and called out "Bien Joué!"

Ladybug's earrings beeped and Chartreux stopped her from running off. "Wait! Plagg said I needed to give you the ring."

"Plagg said what?!"

Chartreux raised an eyebrow. "I'm supposed to give you Chat Noir's ring back."

"I… I-I don't know who Chat Noir is, actually," Ladybug laughed uneasily. "I'm not sure who to give it back to! How did you get the ring?"

"Really?" Both of Luka's eyebrows rose. "It… just dropped into my lap. What should I do?"

Ladybug's earrings beeped again. "Umm. I-I guess keep it? For now? I'll ask my kwami what I should do. Anyway, thank you for your help! I gotta run!"

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Marinette yelped as Chartreux opened the locker she was hiding in. "Wow," he laughed. "You actually stayed safe."

"I-is it over?" Marinette asked.

"Yeah. I wanted to make sure you were alright." Chartreux extended a hand and helped Marinette get out of the locker and onto her feet. "I also said I was going to personally drop you off at home."

"You did!" Marinette giggled. "That would be great!"

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Chartreux landed softly on Marinette's balcony with her in a bridal carry.

"You definitely know who I am because I definitely didn't tell you where my house is, and I still don't have your name," Marinette laughed.

Chartreux hummed. "I don't know if I'll be coming back as a hero so I don't think it matters if you know my name. I promise I am a friend though." He let Marinette down and she kissed him on the cheek. "Careful, you don't know if Alya's nearby taking pictures and you don't want to give the boy you like the wrong idea."

Marinette blinked. "The boy I like?"

"Adri-" "Luka?" Chat!Luka and Marinette said respectively, at the same time.

Chartreux was taken aback and flushed. "I think I'm giving him the right idea," Marinette giggled. "Your ring is beeping, by the way."

"Oh. Really? I mean. Right. Thanks. I'm… gonna go." He turned away awkwardly, still flushed.

"Chartreux?" Chat!Luka spun back in surprise. Marinette went up on her toes and kissed him. "Thanks for helping out today. You did a great job."

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Chartreux detransformed in a quiet alleyway and Luka made his way home in a daze. Luka barely heard Plagg complain the lack of camembert and about how the Guardian should know who Chat Noir was and how the kwami apparently needed to do things himself and to haul the ring back across all of Paris and how much of a pain it was.

Luka got back onto the houseboat and went to his room and sat on his bed. Plagg had noticed that the boy was more or less unresponsive and sighed, deciding to hide in Luka's jacket pocket. Luka finally shook his head to get his bearings and looked around him, pulling out a blank sheet of music staff paper.

He was pretty sure Marinette knew he was Chartreux. He was pretty sure Marinette just let him know she was Ladybug.

He had some brand new music to compose.

Noir & Gris

"I hear that you're a big fan of Chat Gris," Adrien smirked as he leaned into his right hand, silver ring glinting off the sunlight that streamed into their classroom. "You and the Chat Noir from last week had a moment it seems!" He gave Marinette a sly wink.

"A-Adrien!" Marinette squeaked, turning red. "Shhh!!!" Marinette had already had to tamp down all the rumors around her and "Chat Gris" as they called him. Alya had been nearby and she did take pictures and of course one of the pictures was of Marinette when she kissed Chat!Luka. (How did that girl even get that angle?!) Alya thankfully had only shared it with Marinette… and then the rest of the girls, after Marinette had been too embarrassed to deny anything about it.

"I think you may be a cat person after all, Marinette," Adrien laughed.

"How did you find out?!" Marinette stage-whispered. "Alya promised not to show anyone else!"

"It wasn't Alya, I promise. I had my very own informant. But interesting detail, you have a picture?"

"I'm sure not showing you!" Marinette huffed.

"That's alright!" Adrien laughed. "Well, since you seemed to be so familiar with Chat Gris and Chat Noir, I was wondering what you thought of Gris versus Noir?" Adrien had leaned in further, intensely focused on Marinette.

Marinette blinked at him. "Uh… they were both… good."

"Really? You didn't miss anything about Chat Noir?"

"Well, I mean, both Chats were very… nice. They saved me from the akumas. I guess Chat Noir is… um. More of a jokester?"

"I'm hearing Chat Noir is more fun," Adrien smiled. "But go on."

"You have some weird selective hearing there," Marinette said. "Anyway I mean, I don't really have anything else to say?"

"Aww, too bad. I'm jealous, Marinette. You got to hang out with two different versions of the same hero!" And kissed both, but she wasn't going to mention that.

"Getting caught up in the akuma attacks is not something I'd call ‘hanging out', Adrien." Marinette rolled her eyes. "But they were cool."

"Do you think you'd wanna see Chat Gris again? Instead of Chat Noir?" Adrien asked, way softer than he spoke before.

"Hmm, I like Chat Noir. I think Chat Noir is great at being Chat Noir. Ladybug and Paris would miss him terribly if he wasn't going to show up anymore. I liked Gris and he helped everyone out really well, but I think Chat Noir is who Paris loves."

Adrien blushed. "Well, it's nice of you to say that. Chat Noir seems like a great guy, whoever he is under the mask."

Marinette smiled. "I think so too."

[elysianslove]

please i've been thinking about it even as i was typing up the last paragraphs for my exam, and once i submitted the damn thing i wrote that so quickly??? i hesitated a lot on sending that to u but i'm glad u think it's okay 🥺 i've been having osamu brairot for days but i didn't think it was THAT bad 😭😭 but i agree 🤲 osamu 🤲 gimme them babies 🥺🤲

but now that i've finally let that out of my system, my brain has gone back to its soft n fluffy mode 🧚‍♂️ ✨ now i just wanna kiss samu's cute face ✨✨✨✨

AND THANK U i'm glad it's finally over 😭 i probably only have a few days to rest before we get bombarded with stuff again so i'm gonna make the most of it n hopefully draw something? idk yet 💀 how's uni for u rn?? don't forget to take care of urself okie <3 —🦊

no omggg im so happy you sent that osamu thing in like genuinely i go back to it every once in a while since you’ve sent it!!! 

and same same same :( i wanna squish his cheeks and kiss ‘em :( 

and yes yes please take some time for yourself!! recharge you know!!! and uni’s okay for me rn!! this week is a little bit lighter, but i have midterms 2 next week and the week after so rip </3 cannot wait for the semester to end, honestly. but otherwise, everything’s good bb thank you for asking!!! 

[witchern]

Hi! I was wondering if it's OK to ask you this (and if not please ignore!) but do you have any writing advice for writing long fics? I'm really enjoying 'adjust to the light' so much and got curious what your planning process was for something like that. I've tried writing long fics before but I always seem to burn out in the middle and never finish. Thanks either way, and again, really love your fic!

aaaaaa first of all i’m so glad you’re enjoying ATTL, thank you so much for the kind words!!

and i’m happy to help! small caveat though that these tips might not work for you (or anybody, really) but it’s what personally helps me plot things out and keep going even when i feel like i’m running out of steam. 

outline. i didn’t used to do outlines, but with something like ATTL where the little details made a huge difference and i had a mystery i was trying to keep track of, i needed to write things down. it doesn’t have to be a particularly detailed outline (ATTL’s outline was literally just bullet points), but getting the major beats of the story down is a huge help. and then as a second step i break the outline up into chapters, so i know what should happen in each chapter and where each one should end. that’s how i knew far in advance that ATTL would be 14 chapters. 

if you’re stuck, move on. this is something i had to force myself to learn how to do, and now it’s a lifesaver. if i’m stuck in the middle of a chapter and don’t know where to go next, i just move on to the next scene that i want to write. usually i have two separate docs open: the one with the actual fic, and a notes/scenes doc where i just plop down whatever scene i have the muse for. it doesn’t even have to be the next scene sequentially; it could be something chapters down the line. don’t sit there beating yourself up that you’ve got writer’s block – it’s only gonna stress you out more. 

recharge yourself. by this i mean: take breaks and enjoy yourself. read, watch tv and movies, play video games, etc. or, fuck it, don’t consume ANY kind of entertainment and just, like, go for a walk. whatever you choose, take the time to step AWAY from the story and recharge yourself. it’ll still be there when you get back, and you might’ve found some inspiration while you were gone. 

hopefully that’s helpful!! good luck with your writing 💕

[blowmiakisscolin]

Does this mean no more once upon an instagram? I'm sorry things have been so rough, but I hope you take some time and become refreshed and recharged.

Hey nonnie, thank you for being so sweet. And fear not, @peggyyswan will be filling in on Emma’s Insta account (and talking to herself, because she also plays Killian lol) while I’m out of action. Or should I say missing in action…because I do so love puns on my name.

Anyways, yeah. OUAI is still gonna be carrying on in my absence, but the posts may be a little bit more sparse (i.e. there likely won’t be updates from Emma every day). I will be back though, once I’m feeling more myself. Hopefully that will be very soon. And hopefully April will be kinder to me than February and March were.

[yurtletheturtlehenderson]

COSMIC - S1:E8; Chapter Eight, The Upside Down - [Pt. 2]

A Will Byers x Gender Neutral!Reader Series

𝘋𝘳. 𝘉𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘴 𝘏𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘑𝘰𝘺𝘤𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘌𝘭𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘺𝘮. 𝘠/𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘯𝘦𝘸𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘭.

A.N: A little on the short side. sorry!

||𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕||

"Guys, guys! This is crazy."

The boys had gone on some tangent, trying to debate what we should do. The three of them stood in a circle debating while I sat next to El, an arm around her trying to warm her up.

"We can't just wait around." Mike finished.

"Mike, in case you forgot, we're still fugitives. The bad men are still looking for us." Lucas said.

At that moment, Dustin jumped in.

"Yeah, and we don't even know where your sister is."

"El can find them."

"No, Mike." I spoke up, grabbing all their attention. "Look at her, she's exhausted. She's already done more than enough for us in that last 24 hours alone. She's only human, she needs rest." I defended.

El didn't say anything, so she laid her head on my shoulder in a tired manner.

Mike frowned a little, indicating he knew that I had a point.

"I still think we should stick to the chief's plan." Dustin concluded.

"Exactly." Lucas eased. "We stay here, keep El out of sight and keep her safe. That's the most important thing, remember?"

A small smile found its way onto my face. I'm glad Lucas is looking out for El. She's truly one of us now.

"Besides, she's okay. She's with Jonathan."

"Yeah, and she's kind of a badass now, so..." I chuckled at my brother's comment.

He wasn't wrong about that.

My head perked up when I saw him turn around start to exit the gym.

"Well, where are you going? You just said stick to the plan!" Mike exclaimed.

"I am. I'm just gonna go get some chocolate pudding. I'm telling you, Lunch Lady Phyllis hoards that shit."

"Are you serious?" Mike yells while Lucas trails off after my brother at the mention of pudding.

"El needs to be recharged!" Dustin finished, before disappearing past the gym doors with Lucas.

⊹ ⊹ ⊹

"Found it! I knew she was hoarding it."

Dustin and Lucas began grabbing as many cans of chocolate pudding as they could carry, as Dustin continued rambling about it.

"I knew it."

"Yeah."

"Always lying, saying she's out. Bald-faced liar." He turns over his shoulders, his arms overflowing with pudding cups. "MIKE! I FOUND THE CHOCOLATE PUDDING!"

I chuckled and shook my head as I watched the boys hoard their own new stash.

The three of us had joined Lucas and Dustin in the cafeteria. I was leaning my back against the doorway that separated the cafeteria from the kitchen, my arms folded as I waited for the supply of food. I wanted to let Mike and El have a moment alone so I kept my distance.

"Okay!" He shouted back, clearly annoyed.

I chuckled under my breath once more.

My limbs began to grow tired and I found a seat at one of the tables closest to the kitchen, clear across the room from Mike and El. I slouched in the chair, my legs stretched out lazily across the ground and I began fidgeting with the hem of my shirt.

I want to think about anything but everything that just happened. Given the circumstances of course, it's pretty much impossible. My heart sank at what Will must be going through right now.

He sounded so... so weak. I wanted desperately to help him, but there was nothing for me to do.

It was then that I couldn't help but overhear Mike and El's conversation. They were talking very softly.

"My point is, they'll take care of you. They'll be like your new parents, and Nancy, she'll be like your new sister."

"Adopted? Like Y/n?" She asked hopefully.

I suddenly felt a pair of eyes on me and I looked up to see El looking at me and I smiled politely and looked to a slightly disappointed looking Mike.

"Will you be like my brother?" She asked.

He scrunched his face up in disgust and I had to fight a bellow of laughter. What came out was a series of snickers that luckily they didn't catch.

"What? No, no."

Tuning back out, my mind wandered to Will again. It was easy then for the chuckling to die down. My face quickly fell and I began fidgeting once more.

I tried to picture what happened in there. The Upside Down, or wherever it was that El was able to speak to Will.

To see him.

I suddenly envied her.

I miss him so much and I wish there was more I could do.

The reality of everything that had happened recently hits me like a ton of bricks every time I think about it. What I was able to do. Like I get the news of it all, every time I think about it.

And I still haven't told anyone yet.

More guilt and anxiety hit me all at once.

It was then that two words pulled me from my trance once more. I couldn't help but listen as the two spoke, while I kept my head down and focused my eyes on my hands.

"Snow ball?" El asked confused.

"It's this cheesy school dance, where you go in the gym and dance to music and stuff. I've never been, but I know you're not supposed to go with your sister."

"No?"

"I mean... you can, but it'd be really weird. You go to school dances with someone that, you know... someone that you like."

I couldn't help but frown, all of this felt too familiar. But yet nothing like this had ever happened to me. Deep down I knew what was wrong but I was fighting to acknowledge it.

"A friend?" She asked brightly.

I felt a wave of guilt wash over me and I frowned.

"Not a friend," Mike sighed. "Uh... uh... Uh, someone like a..."

Something about all this was making my chest feel heavy. I felt isolated, like something was missing.

Someone.

I couldn't stop my eyes from wandering to the duo and I saw Mike quickly and nervously lean over and gave El a kiss.

Suddenly, it felt as if someone punched me in the gut.

And it wasn't from jealousy. Far from it. I was happy for them, and I thought they were sweet. But Lucas's words from a few days ago came rushing back.

《•••》

"That doesn't prove anything! We're best friends! So what if we're close?"

He laughs. "Yeah, just as close as Nancy and Steve! And you're no better. You just haven't realized it yet."

《•••》

My heart would have fluttered violently by now but it feels too heavy.

A strong wave of guilt washed over me at the thought that I might not ever get a chance to see him again. Much less share innocent moments like these with him.

Having been fidgeting with the hem of shirt, I caught sight of a tear land softly on my lap. I hadn't realized I had been crying.

I quickly wiped it away when I heard Mike get up front the table suddenly.

"Stay here," He suddenly ran out of the cafeteria doors and I caught sight of a blushing El staring after the boy.

Suddenly, Dustin and Lucas barged in carrying a hoard of chocolate pudding and dumped it on the table before El. I stood up walked towards the table, eager to have a taste of pudding that sounded so good after all that has happened.

"This will charge your battery right up, I'm telling you." Dustin smiled, handing El a pudding cup.

I gladly grabbed one off the table and peeled the lid back, spoon in hand when suddenly, Mike came running into the hall gasping for breath.

"Guys! Guys!"

"What?" I asked.

"What is it?"

Mike came to halt, completely out of breath.

"They found us."