#aaahhh this one was also really fun to paint

[stormofdefiance]

Cigarette at 3 A.M

[skitskatdacat63]

For everyone who wanted bullfighter Nando when I mentioned it the other day, here you go :D

+ this one I don't feel like coloring yet(imagine he's in Ferrari colors!!!)

[tmwcs]

also omg rei im gonna need a drabble on heethan and readen at the gym!!! or just working out aaahhh I can just imagine readen doing yoga at home and heethan going crazy OR OR heethan and readen at the gym together and have some little fun in the locker rooms loll OR readen watching heethan wprk out and ALSO going crazy

oh my gosh my heart 😣😣

“Let’s Get Physical.”

Warnings: heethan gets a bit demeaning (in a sexy way)…rough smut implied, rough smut implied through dialogue, a bit perv behavior (Heethan), a little bit of tension, guys hitting/remarking on your ass at the gym, possessive heethan (obviously) ….think that’s it.

………………….

You and Heeseung decide to go to the gym where you both run into Jake and h/n.

“wanna do a group work out?” Jake asks, earning an eager nod from h/n and a glance for approval as you looked up to Heeseung. He responds by slightly nodding as he looks away and grabs onto your hand. “Yeah sure.” His voice deep and calm, like always.

Donning all black, you admired how good his arms looked. The sleeveless muscle tee fully exposes his arms and a slight bit of his shoulders, they paired nicely with the long workout pants that remained straight and loose. Of course, he wouldn't be Heeseung if he didn't have on his trusty black cap with the elongated strands of black hair tapering the back of his neck. You watched as his defined muscles flex each time he lifted and performed each exercise. He was literally, perfection. Snapping back yo your senses, you shook off the image of your man and ask h/n what exercise she wanted to start off with.

“Let's do squats. I need to work on my booty.”

Chuckling, you agreed. You both lay out the yoga mats and started off with some light stretching and little did you know, you were collecting a book of admiring looks yourself; looks that ranged from lust, yearning, to enhanced obsession and sexual rage.

Jake takes notice on the gawking stare his friend shoots your way, yet you were completely unaware. Such a shame. Considering if you had taken notice of the dagger eyes pinned to your form, you may have saved yourself and decreased the rage. Really, he would have calmed down with a small kiss or some affection, but the continuous motion of your movements with each exercise, remaining blind to his heavy breathing and the build up in his groin from staring at you, all made your oncoming fate a brutal one.

Your black leggings were thin and painted your curves, you had no idea just how alluring you had appeared. He went back and forth, shooting death stares at the other gym goers as they take notice and enjoyed the view of what belonged to him, to dispelling a look of desiring affection whenever his eyes returned back to his darling, Heeseung became conflicted with violent rage and passionate emotion. Your white, subtle cropped tank displayed just a hint of cleavage and mid drift; your hair tied up in a messy ponytail, draping down the center of your back, good grief...was he going to make it?

"Hey...Heeseung....you good?"

"Hm?....oh....yeah...."

Watching as you bend at the knees, he hears your subtle laughter as you and H/n face one another and playfully joke around as you both remained focus in perfecting the squatting form.

"Straight back, and bend at the knees." you softly tell h/n, who had struggled after the second set and took on a sloppy form once the fatigue set in.

"Oh my gosh...lets move on to something else now, my legs are burning." she releases out with heavy breaths, wiping the slight bit of sweat from her hairline. You nod once more and asked her which exercise she wanted to move onto.

"Lets do some more stretching. I feel stiff."

Getting back down on the yoga mats, you both conducted a myriad of stretching positions, some of which suggestively displayed your ability in being outrageously flexible.

"What the-" Heeseung pants out as he takes in the sight of your leg, fully extended with foot hovering above your head as you bend towards the opposite side. He never knew you could do that...fact.....he never knew just how 'bendable' you really could get.

"Otherside, h/n." you softly state as you reach up and conducted the same stretch towards the opposite end.

"Oh my fucking....."

His breath caught in an abrupt pause as he nearly drops the weight in hand. Fortunately, his trusting partner was there to catch hold of the barbell as he eases it out of Heeseung's grip and places it back to the rack. "Whoa! Be careful man, you almost dropped this on your foot." Jake turns around and pats his friend on the back shoulder. "I know man...I know...just try to focus on the exercise."

Heeseung breaks his visual contact for a second and looks over to Jake, before overhearing a couple of males from the side, both remarking your image.

.........

"Wow dude check that out...sexy."

"Nice ass..."

With his eyes losing softness, Heeseung shifts his head over shoulder before walking over to you. Remaining on the floor, you performed the next stretch in the planking position, watching as his shoes suddenly appear before your face. "Oh, hi babe. Did you want to stretch with us?" you look up and smile, taking notice of his intimidating stance of standing straight, hovering above your head with his arms crossed, glaring beneath heavy lids as he shakes his head softly while staring into your eyes.

"No baby....just making sure you're good. Keep doing your stretches." his voice was the opposite of his physical appeal as he gently calms and reassures you that he merely was standing by for our safety. Smirking, he gives you a soft chuckle with his eyes faintly softening, before stabbing back up to the two males, causing them to retract their stares and comments, migrating elsewhere.

Two minutes in, the timer goes off and you release your position to rest. Propping yourself on your hands and knees, you slowly come to a high kneeling position, when his hand suddenly is presented. You look up and see the tranquil expression on his face as he gives a slight nod, indicating for you to take hold, allowing him to help pull you up. You gently grab on, and feel the force of rush as he pulls your body effortlessly, nearly levitating your entire body as your weight is suddenly lifted. Gasping, your gasping moan triggered him to, once again, become riled with sexual rage as he takes in the tone of your voice that beautifully matches your visual appeal.

He pulls you up and in to his chest, cradling you within his lean, muscular arms. Embracing you, he lets your back, his palm smoothing the pony tail that trails downward to your delicate rear end. Smoothing the surface of his palm further, he gives a popping smack against your cheek upon feeling the roundness of your derrière.

“Ah! Heeseung!”

you yelped out in shock upon feeling the sting on your rear end, he had never done that before, in fact, he had always made an effort to explain that he never would treat you as cattle. Slapping a woman’s rear end was only something he could see happening to one that deserved to be treated like livestock, which would never be you. At least, that is what he’s always told you.

“why?…” you looked at him rather confused while rubbing out the sting as tactfully as you could. He didn’t respond, only looked down at you under heavy lids and a rather hungry yet emotionless expression in his face. It was as if head tired and starving at the same time.

Forcefully removing your hand away, he reaches over and, while detaining your wrist behind the lower part of your back, he emits another popping smack, and another….and another.

“what are you doing?!” You harshly whispered out, doing your best to avoid making a scene, yet desperately tried to break free from his pinned grasp. “Why are you doing this? I thought you said only girls who deserved to be hit there were ones that should be treated like a cow.”

with a sly smirk, he scoffs a close-mouthed chuckle. “That right? Did I say that?” his tone was flaring the obvious attempt at playing dubious to your statement. You rolled your eyes before shooting your stare right back, “Yes and you know it. You’ve said it so many times.”

“hmm…maybe I forgot because you wearing this outfit is kinda of affecting my long term memory.”

“you said it just last week when we watched that movie with that scene of the guy smacking that girls butt, remember?”

“You’re also affecting my short term memory.”

“Heeseung…..”

“and you wanna know what else, pretty baby?”

You gulped upon seeing the darkness of a shadow glare take over, with a sadistic and psychotic smile accompanying it.

“I need to get my workout in, so let’s go home and do just that….work it out.”

your breathing hitches. “But….I’m fine to do my workout here…Ethan.”

Upon speaking back, Ethan smacks the same spot that was already tender from the previous pops his Heeseung side admitted. Only this time, he grabs hold and doesn’t let go upon forcing the jiggle. “Talking back? That’s an extra lap you owe me.”

……………………..

“oh hey, y/n!”

turning around, you watch as h/n runs to catch up as you weee about to enter the classroom.

“what happened yesterday at the gym? When I got back from putting the mats away, Jake said you left with Ethan.”

You winced upon hearing Ethan’s name, the flashback of what occurred in his bedroom yesterday all came to mind…

……

“fuck! ass up pretty.”

“you’re so flexible, why didn’t tell me this sooner?”

“bend this way.”

“raise it up higher.”

“how far can your leg go? Let’s check.”

“Oh fuuuuuck….I can see my dick poking through at this angle. Fuck why does that turn me on so much?”

“Fucking breed with me, you beautiful and nasty little thing.”

“you just had to look sexy at the gym, didn’t you? Fucking nod your head! Don’t deny it.”

“had to get all those guys looking at what’s mine, huh? Don’t worry, I’ll fix that.”

“who likes to milk daddy’s dick? Yyyyyyyyyy/nnnnnnn.”

“bend your leg further, I wanna watch it go in.”

“screaming are we? Good…keep it up, I’m loving it.”

“too good? Too much? No more? Heh….yeah right, get over here.”

“yeah, bet you can feel it deeper like this, don’t you?”

“Ready for round 6? That’s my favorite number, you know.”

…….

You shake off the thoughts and recovered quickly to maintain composure and to prevent unnecessary questions. “Uh yeah…sorry, I had a stomach ache and had to leave. I promise we’ll go again and do a thorough workout.”

taking your seat, you hissed the moment your rear touched the seat, stirring a confused and concerned look from h/n. “Are you sore from those squats? Me too, but it seems you’re more tender. You did a lot more than me, so I guess that’s why.”

“yeah….that must be why…” you begrudgingly responded, mentally recalling yesterdays events after Ethan took you away from the gym.

before the professor began his lecture, your phone dings, indicating a message. It was from Heeseung…

confused, you barely finished reading when the professor announced your name aloud. “Oh, y/n. I got your letter, you are excused for the day to attend your physical.”

your lips part in confusion and shock when your phone dings once more.

Looking out the window, you take note of Heeseung’s car parked across the lawn, windshield facing your seat dead on.

“Did….did he?”

*ding*

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[foxtricksterwriting]

Storm Oakley

Author's Note: Guess this is what I do now /j Also this is 1 of 3 mcs

Credits: This is a mc for the interactive fiction game-thingy Infamous. Find it here @infamous-if

Preferred Name: Storm Oakley

Alias: Liberalia ("Oh, you're asking about my stage name? It's the name of a ancient roman festival that celebrated spring. I thought it was nice, is all.")

Gender + Pronouns: woman + she/her

Singing/Voice claim, if any: Weyes Blood for her singing voice. I don't have one for her speaking voice, which is unfortunate.

Age: 27 ("Heh, I'm getting old. Hope you don't mind too much.")

More About Her; Storm is a calming presence in the rushing hustle and bustle of the music scene. She's pretty serious, but not strict. She's down to earth and often a voice of reason when it comes to her friends shenanigans. Somehow, she's always left picking up the pieces even if she wasn't involved. Storm also tends to play devil's advocate.

She radiates confidence in everything she does. Surety fills her voice when she speaks and her movements are smooth. Deep down she does have insecurities and doubts, but she stamps them out before they can truly take hold.

In her youth she used to be much more energetic and outgoing. She's since mellowed out, but every once in a while she misses the energy she had before. Storm doesn't dwell on these feelings long, however. She still retains the friendliness of her younger years. She's happy to meet new people and goes out of her way to be accommodating.

Fun Facts:

Her Pinterest here.

Like I said in Yiijun's post, her band is called The Cult of Dionysus. She calls her fans Dionysians.

She can throw her voice! Storm rarely uses this ability on her own, but can be convinced to by her friends.

Her main hobby is drawing, sometimes she paints but doesn't like it as much as her markers, pens and pencils.

Don't let her cook anything, the kitchen will burn down. Will somehow burn water.

Always reblogs/retweets fanart of her and the band. Loves to see it and always tells them what she likes specifically ("AAAHHH!! This is so gorgeous! I love the colors, you did such a great job!!!")

I feel like, out of the three, she'd be the most active on social media? Idk, she strikes me as the type to post stuff like her drawings, her makeup for the day as well as the band and promotions and shouting out artists she likes and telling people to support them. Kind of like a youtuber lol

Storm isn't as developed personality-wise as the other two 😥

Storm, Lani and Yijun have their own story outside of Infamous. The three have a band that's unnamed rn, Yijun started the band and asked Storm to join as their guitarist, among other things. Said story focuses on Lani and Yijun's relationship.

"I've only known you a couple of weeks, but it really feels like I've known you forever. No matter what, I'm glad I met you."

[the-travelling-witch]

guess who's alive? exactly, me!! :D *slumps down and never gets up* (sorry in advance this will be quite the long ask >_<)

i get the feeling of fried brain, my session just finished ;-; #neveragain (wish i could say it for real tho) it's not a problem if you can't add much ahah, really, so don't worry :3

i feel you, my rbf isn't of any help but luckily those who receive my love know it and about the rest i don't care °v° and as i said (i think) as long as you're genuine i don't think that's a problem, honestly is what matters ^u^

yeah i noticed the game and noticed only now i forgot to ask you a question but now head is empty so whatever 🫠 if you say so then brb gonna go buy pencils for xiao and you so you can fill each other's skin with drawings and writings eheh~

me too honestly, i just need to relax, eat good food and sleep for hours trapping the indigo menace in a cuddling hug >:3 for movies i'm down bad for pixar but indie and artsy sounds good too 👀 and slow dancing at night is just something sooo cute and sosksiskdjsjskwj i'm down bad pt2

we can agree that villainous fictional men >>>>>>>>> goody two-shoes hero, but morally grey characters deserve a mention of honor, a whole hall just for them @^@

NOW, ONTO THE NEW MODERN SERIES FIC FUCK I'M SO EIDJWKSNDKWJWOSJSIHS

childe you cocky little menace with that shit-eating grin 🤺 i love this type of grin it sends me on cloud nine but also actives my fighting spirit lmao

i loved every word and the implicit mention of scara's partner and childe's being colleagues, what a chaos putting those two in the same room because of their lovers (saw the other asks, died of laughter)

it had me going 👀 when reader went "one coffee for the mystery man" LIKE MAN THE AUDACITY i would have prayed the universe to swallow me especially after ginger's reply folsdoodsj so good really

also, a curiosity: since you mentioned yanqing (my son <3) does this mean that gi and hsr men will interact more often, being in the same universe? tbh knowing some characters either they will get along well or a big fight would start the moment they see each other pfft-

anyway, i think that i covered everything so that's all! as always, take care, drink water and coffee, eat healthy and sleep well at night, you can do this! and good luck with uni :3

bye bye~

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hii great to see you back and good job on surviving!! i’ll put the answer under a cut for brevity’s sake haha

well i hope i sound and look genuine bc sometimes i feel like i don’t and if i try to sound more excited, people would probably think i’m faking it; but yeah my friends probably know by now how i act so i think i should be good :>

don’t force yourself to participate if you can’t come up with something, i promise i still have enough material to go through (me, typing a novel for a moot’s entry /aff); whenever i doodle on my arm i normally just use ball point pens or eyeliners but i also saw people using like actual colours for painting/body paint and i really want to try that; having someone drag a brush and paint over your back must be such a funny feeling <3

i’m not watching a lot of films right now, so i can’t say what my favourite genre is but i do love a good animation (i still need to see the new spiderman aaahhh); speaking of going to the cinema: there’s sth so special about going there during daytime and coming back out when it’s dark outside; imagine walking home after the film with your fave, he gives you his jacket against the chill of the evening and you laugh and joke as you discuss the film you just saw until he gently grabs your hand and starts twirling you around under the light of a street lamp… *sigh* what a dream (frantically scribbles into my notes for the modern au hshsh)

i just think villains and morally grey characters just are much more fun to explore; would i want hazbin hotel’s alastor to be real or would i like him if i met him? no because he is/was a serial killer, but in fiction? fascinating, intriguing, fun to explore; fiction just gives us the means to explore these morally not so cool actions and mindsets without most of the consequences, and i love that (also it really is sexy if a bad guy drops everything for their love; who wouldn’t want to be their partner’s priority; also also, villains with their own set of moral code, like ‘sure i’ll burn down a city but hit a woman? i would never’)

childe activates my fighting spirit in general, like come over here and let’s bicker, you gorgeous idiot, and maybe i’ll kiss you afterwards <3 and also yes that grin… it might be here bc of the writer’s bias…

i just had to make them colleagues!! please just imagine them gossiping about their bfs after work or during the double date the readers are just talking the night away whereas childe and scara just have this icy atmosphere around them, but the second their partners look over they melt bc they’re just so in love dorks, all of them

and omg yes, thank you for mentioning it, i’ve been dying for someone to point it out: it’s official, it’s a genshin/honkai shared au!! it’ll be mostly genshin with some hsr characters but yes!! they’re sharing the same universe, they will be interacting (now we wait for someone to mention the company vizion is signed under… i wonder who works there… /silly)

thank you, make sure to take care of yourself as well!! <3

[m34gs]

!!!

Aaahhh it's me again!!!! Idea! Idea!!

Karaoke!!

Urahara drags everyone to a Karaoke bar because of who he is as a person.  What would everyone sing? Who is everyone there?? What are their voice types?? What chaos ensues??

Ahhhh!!!!

💙🧡💙🧡

Hope you're having a good one!!!

GASP! KARAOKE!!!! Hi friend, I love this idea so so much! Karaoke is one of my favourite things!!!!! That being said, I can ramble on music and song choices for forever, and so be prepared. This is gonna be a long one :D

Ok, so Kisuke dragged them out there. Who is 'them'? Oh the usual crew: Ichigo, Yoruichi, Grimmjow, Orihime (she went willingly), Chad, Uryu, Renji, Rukia (again she went willingly), and Nel joins this time too!

As for songs...well here's what I think:

Rukia and Orihime are the ones that are totally enthusiastic about this whole outing. They are very excited to be there. And Nel is excited too, even if she doesn't get all of it. That doesn't stop her from joining in with the other two just as energetically! I think the girls would sing together at least a few songs, and they would be songs like Call Me Maybe by Carly Rae Jepsen, Hips Don't Lie by Shakira, CAPSULE by Hikari no Disco (link here, if you haven't heard this one before, it's cute and has a fun tune!), and other fun tunes that fit that kind of vibe. Nel doesn't necessarily know all the words, but she bops along with them and dances enthusiastically around. Maybe at the start they try some harmonies (building off your idea that Rukia is an alto and Orihime sings soprano, because I absolutely love that) but by the end of it, they are just having fun and singing as happily as they can, not even really caring what they sound like because they are too caught up in enjoying themselves (which is how karaoke is meant to be!) Nel is very off-key and off-beat, but no one cares because she is happy and it's pretty hard for anyone to want to criticize someone who looks so happy to just be there.

Kisuke doesn't go up to sing. But he does drunkenly sing along to every song the girls sing while remaining in his seat curled up next to Yoruichi.

Then, it's Yoruichi's turn. And yeah, she's gonna sing. This woman has confidence, as well as skill she has cultivated over the many years. I like to imagine her voice is also low, chesty, warm and soothing like the smell of cinnamon or the taste of hot tea sweetened with just the slightest touch of honey, or the feel of a warm and strong hug. She knows what songs suit her, too. She's gonna go for the ballads, but not just any ballad. She goes for jazz. Yoruichi sings Summertime, and if you want to know how I imagine her singing to be, just listen to Ella Fitzgerald sing it here! (Ella Fitzgerald is an absolute queen, her voice is so amazing and she is so beautiful!) Kisuke just falls more and more in love with Yoruichi as she sings. This is the only song he's quiet for. (Ichigo goes "oh now he's quiet" and Kisuke hucks a shoe at him and tells him to shut up).

Poor Renji gets dragged up there by Rukia to sing with the girls even though he knows none of the songs. (Rukia only knows them all because her and Orihime have sleep overs and listen to music while painting each other's nails and catching up on everything that's been going on). He is highly embarrassed and flees back to his seat as soon as he can. Then he just sits there all night, face as red as his hair.

Uryu has much the same fate as Renji, but he was dragged up there by Orihime (I think this is a cute ship tbh). He stumbles through one song and dance with the girls, and then manages to escape.

Chad is incredibly quiet, and he doesn't go up to sing for a long time. It takes all of the girls persuading him (and maybe a few drinks? I'm putting this during a time when they're all old enough to drink alcohol). But when he does, his voice is smooth, bass, beautiful, like the thunder rolling across the sky during a storm, and kind of surprises everyone (except Ichigo who knows only because he and Chad sometimes would sing along to their favourite songs on the radio together while hanging out). But Chad is not just a gentle soul. Oh no. He has power to his voice. So he starts off with Sound of Silence by Disturbed (link here for those who are unfamiliar with this version, it's my favourite version of the song).

Unfortunately for Ichigo, the fact he has spent time singing with Chad previously means that Chad knows Ichigo can sing. And Chad is not as innocent as everyone thinks. If he has to suffer, so does Ichigo. So he totally makes the off-hand comment that Ichigo should sing next, because his voice is really good. And now our poor Ichigo has everyone hounding him and Rukia drags him up there and Renji is shouting that he needs to because Rukia already forced him, so it's only fair! And so Ichigo is forced up there. Chad picks the song because he knows Ichigo won't. And he knows exactly which song he's gonna choose and as soon as he hears the intro, Ichigo glares at Chad because what the hell Chad you can't just choose the song Ichigo says reminds him of Grimmjow that is just not fair. Which song, you ask? Criminal, by Britney Spears. :D Ichigo sings it and the entire time he is literally glaring at Chad. And Grimmjow is now confused because is Ichigo singing it to Chad? But why is he angry at Chad then? And why does Grimmjow not like the idea of him singing that song specifically for someone? He has many emotions. He is grumpy and doesn't know what to do for the rest of the song. But he relaxes a bit when Ichigo comes and sits next to him and not Chad. He grins smugly at Chad, but Chad just...smiles knowingly back at him? And now he is More Confused. He would go up there and sing a song for Ichigo, as a fuck-you to Chad (definitely not as showing off to Ichigo, not at all), but he doesn't know what song to choose, how karaoke works, and he is still shy about singing in front of other people. So when he goes home that night, he goes through all the music he has learned about and searches for songs to sing to Ichigo (he's not even sure why but he just knows that he needs to be prepared next time so that he can show Chad he isn't special just because Ichigo was looking at him specifically for an entire song). He will be prepared for the next karaoke session.

These are my thoughts! Thank you so much for the ask! Do you have any ideas to add? Does anyone else join them? Are they in a private karaoke booth or are they at the open stage in a large bar? Do you have any other songs that you think would work really well in the scenario?

Hope you have a lovely day, friend!!!

[soft-citrus-central]

WHAT ABOUT YOU, HUH?? WANNA GUSH ABOUT YOUR F/O’s?? GONNA RAMBLE ABOUT SOME OCS,, PUNK???! (affectionate) (ik you have classes and such but if you want a distraction or a break then go off, babey!)

AAAHHH MAYBE I WILL

As tempting as it is to gush about Jigen, my darling gunman, there’s not much I can think about to gush about that wouldn’t just be [Vague gestures] LOOK AT HIM.

So! I will ramble about Nolan, It’ll still be no-sense, but the point still stands.

Nolan, is just one of my favorite self-inserts I’ve created as of late. She’s a mess and a little unhinged but also fun to write and work with. As you all know, when I self insert I’m the kind to write myself into the story and make it work and fit. And with Nolan it contains a lot of fun dynamics and episode ideas.

So here’s just some highlights of that, a lot within part 4 and art things. She really shines in part 4.

In Part 4, in her episode, it’s all about how crazy determined she can get over art, as a chunk of a famous Fresco work gets replaced. Not the entire thing, just a chunk, which only adds to her anger. She spends the whole episode focused on finding out where it went to discover that someone is trying to sell it, and she weasels her way into the deal as the appraiser, and steals it back, but not without some chaos. Then the episode ends with her patching and fixing the work, as she complains about the value probably dropping because of this mess.

She has a grudge with the Mona Lisa, mainly because she’s had to see it so many times and paint it. There’s a joke me and a friend have, about how in ‘First Contact’ she’s working with the collector guy, just to see the sword to just prove/see if she’s able to make a replica, cause she wants to practice her skills. The joke comes in by realizing that the collector guy has multiple Mona Lisa paintings in the room, in the background, and Nolan was there just being commissioned to paint so many of them as she waits for a chance to look at the sword. Then Lupin comes in and ruins that plan, along with one of the Mona Lisa and she gets blamed for that. So she spends part of the movie just hunting Lupin down, until she finds him, surprisingly fast I might add, and he’s quick to make a deal with her, which involves making many fake swords.

This follows lightly into Part 4 again where she is mad that the Historian in episode 14 has the audacity to call her [and Lupin] wrong and say that it's a fake. She’s mostly mad because If it was a fake it would be assumed she made it, and the guy barely glances at it, and if it was one of her fakes it would take a lot more than that to be able to tell. But also mad along with Lupin, because they both know their stuff when it comes to appraisal.

In Part 5 when they’re confronting the dark web people, she confronts her’s by holding them at gunpoint with a shotgun.

There’s probably many times Lupin has made a bet with her, where she ends up betting against herself because their current heist actually ties back to the bet in some way.

It’s just fun to describe her. She’s a skilled art forger and appraiser, who also has a kill count. Those things aren't inherently connected but damn does it bring up questions.

[the19thduckpotato]

In the Shadow of a Smile (Pt 4)

Part 3

Toshi's thoughts rambled aimlessly again.  Why did she have Izuku stay?  Something to do with me?  He grimaced.  I really wish she wouldn't.  I can take care of myself... Is that a fact, now? Listen.... Further thoughts were cut short as Izuku jogged up.  Toshi's face split into a warm grin.  "There you are!"

Izuku grinned back, falling into step beside Toshi (three short steps to each long one). "Hi!" He fumbled with the opening of the strawberry popcorn, munching on a few kernels. I wonder if he can have any... I know he can have sugar in small amounts, but... he does have his own kind of popcorn. Best not to offer n put him in the position of refusing, he'll sneak a few kernels of mine on his own if he wants some.

Toshi smiled down at his fan student son protege, amused by their comparative steps.  He tried to shorten his own steps and looked about.  "See any store you'd like to visit?" is it strange that I want to give him every good thing that he deserves?  Am I allowed to do that?  Well, i mean, I'm All Might, I can do whatever I like... not that I'd ever abuse that. He watched Izuku.  It'd be blatant favoritism.  But he deserves it.  But that would paint an even bigger target than he already has on him.  Which he definitely does not deserve. Toshi's steps slowed more as he let Izuku get ahead of him. I wish... And he squashed that thought immediately, startled that he even thought it.

Izuku looked around. "Aaahhh..." His eyes popped wide when he saw a certain storefront. "Ooh!! There!!" He bounced and pointed, though he quickly snatched his hand back as he remembered Pointing Was Rude.

Toshi's head snapped up and he squinted.  What in the...?

Izuku turned and grinned up at Toshi excitedly. "Can we go there??"

The blond looked amused verging on jovial laughter.  He almost teased Izuku about was there really a need for more plastic All Mights in the dorm? Just because you feel crummy is no reason to pick on the kid, even jokingly.    He picked this store, now let's learn a little more about what makes Izuku happy. "Of course.  I've been meaning to find myself a Chibi Aizawa eraser topper."  He winked.

Izuku smothered a laugh. "He's underground, they don't make merch of him!" Wait what am I even gonna buy in here, they sell All Might merch, and I'm taking ALL MIGHT in here, that's so cheesy and weird! Can I just look at stuff? Will he think it's a waste of time if I do? Oh no, why did I pick this?? Because you were excited, that's why. Because he asked and you answered, now shut up and Deal With It. Hhhnnngg.... "Do... do you maybe wanna find somewhere else though, because I know it's probably weird and-- and maybe there's somewhere else you'd rather be and I'd 100% like to go with you n honestly I don't even know what I'd want to buy from here, I was just looking...." Izuku grinned and rambled sheepishly as they got closer to the store, both wanting to go in and very much not.

Toshi just casually steered his charge into the store without breaking his slowed stride.  "Weird?  I want to see what's selling.  And who is."  He wrinkled his nose.  "I'm not overly fond of the whole marketing aspect of this job... but I get it."  He picked up a plush grinning All Bean and half smiled.  "Small mementos of the people you look up to.  Reminders that mean different things to different people.  If seeing my face plastered everywhere gave people hope, then so much the better." He didnt like the idea of some of his fans being denied that hope simply because they didnt have the money... but he also knew the heroing business was lucratively expensive. "--oop!"  He pointed at a pile of gray scarves and grinned impishly.  "Yessssssss."

Izuku gave a high-pitched laugh when he saw, then ducked and hoped no one heard him. He grinned back at Toshi and nodded. His gaze flitted around the store, landing on a Crimson Riot hoodie in a rack of clothes. "Oh! Kirishima would love that!" He pointed again.

Toshi picked up one of the scarves--it was much shorter than the real deal--and tossed it about his shoulders.  He affected a regal pose.  "What do you think?" he said, trying a droning Aizawa impression.

Izuku squeaked and hid his grin in his hands, shoulders shaking with silent laughter. He lifted his head, composure regained with a straight face.

"Blah blah, stop showing off, blah, I never get any sleep, blah, I have 20 cats and they're all named Mittens--"

Izuku's mouth twitched. He repeated the process.  Shaking his head, he mumbled shyly, "Noooooo... we can't make fun of him...."

"I'm sorry," Toshi snorted, trying to look apologetic.  "That was disrespectful." Jerk. Toshi's ears tinged red as he set the scarf back.  "You know what I'm looking forward to?"

Izuku looked up curiously, surprised at how quickly Toshi put the scarf back and how sad he sounded at the end. "--Oh?"

"When shops like these are filled to the brim with green.  Then I can be the big collector." If you even make it that-- "I'll be able to cite facts about my favorite hero, snatch up first editions, maybe get an autograph if I'm lucky."  He smiled hopefully at his kid.

Izuku squeeeeaked, hiding his face in his hands one more time. He quickly flew to Toshi, hugging his arm tightly. Of course you can you can have so much more than that you can have me, right there, oh please let me still be there--

"Heck, I know just the people to talk to about--i mean, if that's the way you'd like to go.  Merchandizing and all."  Toshi shrugged shyly.  "You're already making an impact now, just wait till you're well known.  People will be demanding Deku merch, heh." He looked about the store, all the current heroes familiar and easy to spot.  He blinked and saw different heroes now, the kids from UA.  Not just Izuku, not just Class 1A, but all the students. He blinked again, eyes stinging. I want to see that.

"Whuh-wuh... uuuhhh... I mean." Izuku lifted his head from where it was hidden against Toshi's arm and blinked. "Yeah, I'd rather talk to your people than try to do it on my own, but..." You mean you want HIM to talk to them and you not say anything, like a shy little puppy.... ...Look, that's a long way off though.... He didn't contradict himself. "I mean, maybe let's cross that bridge when we come to it. I don't know if that's even legal yet, I don't even have my full license...." Can unlicensed heroes even have merch deals? I mean I'm not unlicensed but it's only provisional....

Toshi grinned knowingly.  "I already know you're going to need merch.  No rush, of course... but if you keep going at the rate you already are, well."

Izuku muffled a long wobbly squeak against Toshi’s side.

"And to think that lil old me got to be fortunate enough to be the Great Deku's first fan.  Man," Toshi whistled.  "Am I ever lucky!" And for what it was worth, he meant every word.

Izuku could tell, and the fact made his heart feel all weird and tied up all the sheepish brushing-off he wanted to do in long confusing ribbons mixed with thanks. "...But-- you made Deku, though... I'd be nothing without you." Well, not nothing... I'd still be a person. But I wouldn't be a pro without you. I'm still not there, yet, but I hope... one day....

Toshi gazed at him fondly.  "Do you really still believe that?  That passing you--"  He paused, mindful they were in public, and gestured you know.  "--the, ah,  heroic torch would have been the same no matter who it was passed to?" "A Quirkless middle schooler?  What are you thinking?!  Such a boy could never serve as the Symbol of Peace!!" Toshi had coughed thickly but still proudly responded with, "He really has this burning desire to help people." And yet, Mirai had refused to listen, hanging up on his former partner. "...I picked you on purpose.  And each passing week only reinforces my decision.  Please do not doubt that.  Deku exists because you exist, firstly.  I just gave you a helping hand, that's all."  He grinned and brushed one bang away.

Izuku smiled softly-- mostly with his eyes. He rested his forehead against Toshi's arm, trying to think of words that would both satisfy Toshi and yet still be true. "Not... exactly the same, no. But I think... the other children out there... have just as much... potential. As I do."

"They do." Toshi tousled Izuku's hair.  "And would that I could help all of them the same way.  But..."  he held up one finger.  "Power is a tricky thing.  It has an effect on people and not always good.  The most well intentioned person can still do terrible things. "So it isn't just a matter of being suitable.  You earned my trust by not blabbing my secret.  You inspired me to action when I believed I could do no more.  You...well.  You made me want to live again.  Something that not even All Might could do.  So who's the strong one now, eh? "Frankly, kid, I'll be honest--i don't think there's a whole lot of people like you out there.  Don't sell yourself short."

Izuku gazed up at Toshi in wonder. He tried to think of something to say... his mouth twitched into a smile. "But I am short!"

Toshi just stared for a moment. S t a r e d.

Izuku slowly unsmiled himself. Not sad, but confused... "...Not funny?"

Then burst into a roar of laughter, helplessly trying to gasp, "well of course--heehee--next to me--"

The smile came back full force. Izuku burst into laughter too-- "Well YEAH, you're a GIANT!!" He looked up at Toshi with the brightest grin.

Toshi tried to regain his composure, looked at Izuku, used his hand to compare their heights, wheezed more laughter. "I'm onlyheeheehee seven fooahahaha oh no help--"

The laughter was incredibly contagious, Izuku hiccuping out noises that were a cross between a donkey and a chihuahua.

Toshi made a desperate noise at Izuku's noises, his laughter getting more out of control.  Tears squirted out and he weakly grasped at his kid's shoulder.  He was dimly aware others would be staring but the floodgates had opened and he could only ride the wave at this point. This marvelous wonderful wave.

Izuku's face was starting to hurt, but he was happy, SO happy. He tried his best to support Toshi but he, too, was a floppy noodle of hilarity.

Toshi fought to get himself back under control, his laughter finally tapering off into snickers, then slowing down to an occasional giggle.  He took a deep breath and checked on his kid.

One last snort.

Toshi's eyes widened.  Ohno. He clapped one hand over his mouth but his eyes still twinkled.

A tired giggle. Izuku enjoyed the feeling of being in the moment, still leaned against Toshi in a half-hug. He didn't dare look up, though, or he knew he'd start laughing again.

Toshi cleared his throat and casually thumbed the edges of his mouth.  "Well now we have to get something," he grinned.  "What's your pick?"

"Oh!" Izuku's gaze snuck toward the rack of jackets. "...Hmmm...."

Toshi's head followed his gaze.  "Oh look, a denim jacket!  Best Jeanist, you cad."

Izuku giggled, though he didn't quite get the joke. He stepped over to the rack, peeking through them and looking for-- well, maybe I can wear it... but what if Kacchan sees me? But... well, I can wear it in my room n stuff, at least. Or in places like this. As long as I hide it before I get back.... His fingers brushed over sleeves to check the texture and pushed gaps between the jackets to see if any were All Might-themed.

Toshi blinked and smiled, hands in his pockets.  He waved at the few people who recognized him then returned to watching Izuku dig through jackets.

Most of the All Might merch seemed to have been snapped up already, but Izuku's face lit up when he saw-- "Ooh!"

"Hmm??"  Toshi tilted his head and arched his neck.  "What did you find?"

Izuku pulled a thick Silver Age-print hoodie off the rack, running his hand over the inside lined with a soft fluffy material. "This is great! Lookit!" He held it up and grinned, bouncing on his toes excitedly.

Toshi looked pleasantly surprised.  "Well whaddya know!"  He held out his arm for Izuku to drape it over.

Izuku placed it over his arm, still bouncing. "Can I try it on??"

"Heheheheh, sure, go on." He quietly made a mental note to get Izuku's size and dig into his limited edition wear later.

Izuku picked up the jacket again, taking it off the hanger (making sure to put the hanger back on the rack for now) and unzipping jacket, holding the ends of his sleeves and wiggling his arms in. It was a little big, but he could grow into it.

Toshi was definitely feeling the dad feels right about this time.  His kid proudly showing off his jacket. The breath hitched in his throat for a moment. "Looks great on you," he managed with a delighted smile.

Izuku looked up, smiling brightly. He clapped his hands together in happiness, looking down at them with much interest when he felt how the parts of the sleeves covering his hands muffled the impact. After inspecting this sensation for a few seconds, he looked back up, asking with a shy grin, "So uh... can I, uh..." he ducked his head then brought it up again, "...can I have it?"

Toshi's eyes shone with joy.  I finally get to spoil my kid! "I don't see why not!  Anything else you might like?"

"--Oh!" Izuku's eyes and mouth went round. Surely that's too much!! I couldn't even think of anyth-- wait, yes I could! "Well-- actually... I was wondering if we could pick out some stuff for the others?" He thought of the Crimson Riot jacket, knowing Kirishima would love it, and wondered if he could find something of Kamui Woods' or even Snipe's for Shouji. "Not, like-- all twenty or anything... but maybe..." he bit his lip and stared into space, a plan formulating. "Maybe we could hunt for stuff, like, over a while... and save it until we have one for everybody? Would you like that?"

Toshi's entire face lit up at this suggestion.  "That's a fantastic idea!  And anything we can't find on our own, I'm sure I could dig up somewhere else." He shook his head in admiration.  "You're one in a million, kid, you know that?"

Izuku tilted his head and gave a scrunchy, lopsided smile. "What, really?" For coming up with a gift idea? Everyone will be doing it come Christmas. A thought occurred. "Well, technically, I'm one in 7 billion...."

"Even better.  And to think, you're my kid now." oh no wait, what did I just say oh no OH NO He stammered out a quick apology.  "I-I mean...ah...err... what I mean to say, y-young Midoriya--" He could feel his ears burning.

Izuku went limp in shock, and his eyes grew wide as saucers, practically sparkling. His mouth started to wobble.

"Hey wait, nonono, what did we say about the waterworks?!"  He frantically gestured at the boy, acutely aware of being watched now.  "UH--"

Izuku shot forward, wrapping his arms around Toshi and squeezing tight.

Toshi stiffened in shock then relaxed his muscles, ruffling Izuku's hair.  "Hey now..." I care about you I care about you a LOT and I know I'm terrible at speaking my true heart.  I never told Master and lost my chance.  I never told Mirai and lost my chance.  I don’t want to lose my chance with you, I couldn’t bear it. "Kid..."

((Part 5))

[tortue-souris]

Parchment + candles + corduroy + violin + library +leather + canvas + feather + shadow + clock + orchestra + fire + tweed + dust (but if you really are bored you can do all of them or come to my flat to wash the dishes 😈😈😈)

THANK YOU FOR ASKING ME I HAD FUN (nope) :D

parchment: what area of philosophy interests you?

Philosophy ? What is that ? Never heard of such a thing

candles: favorite quote?

Depends on my mood haha. Today I’m gonna go for this one from Anouilh’s Antigone :

“La vie n’est pas ce que tu crois. C’est une eau que les jeunes gens laissent couler sans le savoir, entre leurs doigts ouverts. Ferme tes mains, ferme tes mains, vite. Retiens la. Tu verras, cela deviendra une petite chose dure et simple qu’on grignote, assis au soleil.”

corduroy: any big past regrets?

You mean Many big past regrets? Yep.

violin: favorite composer? favorite piece of classical music?

It’s suuuuch a hard questiiooon dammmnnn my favorite piece of classical music would be between Tchaikovski famous violin’s concerto of course and Gershwin Rhapsody in Blue so pick one of these pieces and one of these composers to answer the question sowy :’)

library: preferred study environment?

It used to be my room, 100%, wouldn’t work anywhere else but that was when studying meant learning by heart, so now that I have some actual research and stuff to do and I apparently can’t get ANYTHING done when at home I’d say the 2nd floor of the INHA library... it feels so special and secret and magical !

leather: favorite book(s)? what makes them special?

Favorite and very special books are the Pierre Bottero serie “Ellana”, they left such an impression on the child I was haha, I cherish their story, their universe, their characters...!

canvas: is there any work of art that resonates with you? why?

I hate u :’)

It’s hard to chose but honestly Chardin’s paintings get me everytime. I knoooow they have “nothing special” at first sight but they’ve always made me feel something I cannot describe with words... It’s like it’s not those big paintings with epic actions and History that make you go “waow impressive” but it’s taking you by its sense of truth, idk the atmosphere, the games of textures and colors... It’s so real and surreal at the same time... Like ordinary life, but with a veil of... I don’t know nostalgia I think ? Like a memory in a way. A very small detail you would pass by without noticing but once it became a memory, or once a memory is attached to it, you notice it, and it has this special kind of glow to your eyes... Anyway Chardin was the best to turn everyday life into a work of art and that is truly inspiring and special and ahhh i love it. It’s probably why I also love Manet so much, but I’m particularly fond of his less known paintings, his still lifes, just look at the pictures below it makes me feel very emotional (yes it’s just a lemon im aware of that)

Here is Chardin La Tabagie (it’s very small) (It’s in the Louvre) (the picture is unfair to the beauty of this work)

And here are two of my favourite Manet works but the picture don’t do them justice either :’(

But it was honestly very hard to chose and you can check Odilon Redon for works that I adore without being able to tell why, some Vallotton in the same spirit... And then I could have talked for ages about Titien of course cause aaahhh... the light, the skin, the atmospheeeere... And don’t even get me started on sculptures cause that would be endless. Honestly can I answer this question twice or maybe 15th times ? xD

feather: favorite poet? favorite piece of poetry?

I don’t read enough poetry to have a favourit poet im afraid :( (omg not having a favourite piece of poetry ? I would be SO disapproved by the Baudelaires)

shadow: what makes you feel nostalgic?

PAR EXEMPLE AU HASARD REGARDER SPIRIT ToT

Top five : thinking of my childhood and the games we were playing, hearing a piece I played with my orchestra, eating something that tastes like my childhood (like LAIT CONCENTRE SUCRE), have a drink or a diner on a terrace in Paris (my heart is dying now), and... life in general haha

clock: early bird or night owl?

Early bird... but... old owl :p

orchestra: describe the songs on your most played playlist

Well it doesn’t work very well with me because I don’t listen to music that often and when I do it’s often do discover new stuff or to listen to a whole album or random playlists... So if I look at my “on loop” playlist on spotify it really doesn’t make any sense... And since I don’t have the app I cannot have access to my top 2020 titles... But I’m pretty sure that would be Pomme everywhere XD These days I listen to Arlo Parks a lot cause I’ve just discovered her and I love what she does :D

fire: which of the seven deadly sins do you find yourself leaning towards?

I think we would both agree about that : definetely gluttony xD But wrath is coming close too :(

tweed: any languages you want to learn/are learning?

Hmmmmmmm perhaps arabic ?

dust: biggest fears?

SPIDERS O.O MORE RECENTLY : LOSING THE SENSE OF TASTE THAT WOULD BE LIKE DYING TO ME O.O FAILING O.O héhé

Well THAT kept me VERY BUSY so THANK YOU and also NOPE SORRY I can’t come to wash your dishes because TONIGHT I have to watch RATATOUILLE with my SILLY VIEILLE CHOUETTE DE SOEUR :p

So now I tag oh no wait it’s not one of them :p

Bye bye vieille chouette ! SEE YOU SOON !

[creative-aj]

TALES

OF

LILLYCO

                                                                                          Made for fun because I have been thinking of this for ages.

            PROLOGUE

Kari Anyu was living a normal life at home, she thought it was perfectly ordinary that her father was the chief of police, and her mother was the mayor of the town of LillyCo. But her friends and acquaintances at school all respected her, she understood, but it was kind of annoying how she always heard what she wanted to hear. She wanted some constructive criticism, not a bunch of requests that chicken wing flavored slushies should be legal. 

She thought of that and asked herself; 

“who the frick would drink something like that?” the other kids in her high school were all very weird, and her gym teacher was a furball of torture. 

She thought back to the time they were at basketball practice, and a student accidentally kicked her in the face with the ball so hard that she fell onto the pavement with a nosebleed and head injury. She was still told to lift weights while her wristbands were tied so tight that her paws were purple. That stuff was normal around here.

First, I will tell you about this said place and how it started.

There were 10 tribes all living together, but the most powerful leader of the light tribe, Amai Shan, decided that they should be split up because the tribes often quarreled a lot. Then, the leader of the dark tribe, Nightblade Kaii, disagreed. Saying that nobody should care about violence because it happens every day. This angered Amai, who everyone else agreed with, she made an announcement, and with a raise of her staff, the tribes were split up into different realms created by magic. The cave realm, the earth realm, the glitch realm, the ice realm, the aqua realm, the flame realm, the galaxy realm, the universe realm, the underground realm, the sky realm, and finally, the overworld. That last realm was empty, Amai, before retreating to her realm, brought in intelligent abnormal creatures, nekos, anthros, kitsune, cryptids, Lycans, paranormalities, and humanlike things with odd abilities. Others moved in, giving the place a name, LillyCo. They then elected a mayor, who made rules to follow. Soon, citizens were getting jobs and education, until there was a disagreement between humans and abnormalities, which created a battle lasting up until this very day. They still dislike each other, but prefer living their own lives….

….for now.

TALES 

OF LILLYCO

                        CHAPTER 1

One day, during Lillycan work hours, an old television with strict labels, DO NOT TURN ON BY ANY MEANS flickered. Static flashed on and off until seven children burst out of the screen. The children looked dirty and scratched up, one girl was bruised and beaten but managed to scramble to her tiny feet. 

“Hey! Is it just me or is this raincoat getting super tight around my chest?” she asked herself.

“Where exactly are we?” asked a boy with a chained foot

“Wherever we are, it’s probably better than that bloodbath of a world!” Another kid sat up and rubbed her eyes.

“Um, sister? You can unbutton that you know.” A girl in an oversized hoodie put a quivering hand near the girl in the yellow raincoat

“BACK!!” she smacked her hand. “Don’t touch me there or I’ll bite you!!”

“Geez! Sorry, Six.”

Hope Anyu stood in shock.

“Wha-... I haven’t seen a surviving child from the Little Nightmares dimension in years! This is impossible, are you holograms?” she asked

“Uh.. no..?” said the coated girl

“Please, children. Introduce yourselves.” said Hope.

“M’kay. Six Mawchild.”

“Seven Mawchild”

“Four Mawchild”

“Flicker Mawchild”

“Noodle Mawchild”

“Ten Mawchild

“And Eleven Mawchild”

“Fascinating!” Said Hope. “Now, you may pass.” The children thanked her and passed into town, Six gave Seven a wet lick with her forked tongues.

“Hey, no biting.” he joked.

The children came to a large building, it looked like a hotel with multiple stories. Six absolutely hated sleeping outside, so she suggested they see about it. The children walked into a beautiful scenery. Paintings on the walls, a golden chandelier, spinning doors, and lots of corridors. Along with a lot of elevators. 

“Whoa!!” Eleven exclaimed, “It’s magnificent!”

“Hello there!” said the lady at the front desk, who appeared to be a humanized calico with the name, ‘Sarah’ on her collar. “Welcome to LillyCo elementary school and dormitory, are you here for a room?” 

“Yes, absolutely!” said Six. 

“Here are your keys then, enjoy your stay!” She handed everyone a card with a barcode and some room numbers on it, and a map of the place. When Six and Seven got into the room they were both placed in, Six fell onto the bed and sighed long and hard, 

“Aaahhh, Sev, have you ever lived somewhere so pampering?”

“Nowhere, not to mention there’s clean air here.” he looked out the window to the blue sky. 

“Yea, the air back in the maw was toxic.” said Six.

“We do NOT speak of it.” Seven grunted in a harsh tone, Six apologized. Suddenly, she felt really tired. 

“Sev, I'm gonna go to bed for a little while.”

“That’s okay, Six. I’ll be meeting with the others downstairs, goodbye, my love.” He kissed her on the cheek and walked out the door.

Six woke up sweating in the hot weather. She felt dizzy and woozy. 

“Darn, it feels like I forgot the AC.” she hopped out of bed, only to see an odd-looking chain necklace on her nightstand. It was linked together firmly with tiny chains, and an upside-down crucifix on it, it looked like a cross with two lines on the bottom. The necklace smoked as if infused with dark energy. “Bizzare,” she said. The dark energy was so alluring to her that she had to put it on. Upon wearing it, the cross shape was oddly heavy, she didn’t seem to mind it though. The smoky substance disappeared and gave Six a tingly feeling in her body. There was no doubt that this piece of jewelry was enchanted, and had strengthened her powers. 

“Oh, you found the thing I see.” said a distorted, familiar voice.

“What do you mean? It was on my nightsta- Gluttony?!” Six turned around to see a girl who looked identical to her, besides her black hair, pale skin, gleaming red eyes, tall horns that stuck straight out of her head, a glowing pentagram on her stomach, and two tails with stingers, one shaped like a heart, the other with a dagger-like end. This girl was once Six’s shadow and a voice in her head. “you look... Different.” Six was quite puzzled.

“So do you! Heck, when was the last time you wore peck-peck shorts and a cropped shirt?” Gluttony smirked. 

“Uh, never but-” Six was interrupted by a scream coming from the room two doors to the left of her. She swung her door open and ran there. She saw Flicker cowering in a corner hiding from a rubber spider on her dresser.

“KILL IT.” she demanded. “KILL IT NOW.” Six could barely hold back her laughter and collapsed. “What are you laughing at, Six?!” Flicker asked in an angry manner.

“That’s fake!!” Six giggled and picked up the spider. “Also, I saw Noodle placing it here.” 

“I need a talk with my brother, thank god it’s not real.” she vanished into thin air.

Seven came back later that night.

“Sorry I was gone for so long,” he said.

“Oh, it’s ok. I was planning on looking for you though.” said Six.

“You mustn't worry about me, dear.” Seven held Six’s hands in his.

“We should sleep now, goodnight.” Six kissed him on the lips and the two fell asleep hugging.

Seven was the first to wake up to an early start, he saw a blue light under a crack in the ceiling dripping water. He investigated the blue light and took the blanket off it. It seemed to be a wet foot brace in the shape of a fish, it smoked with blue energy and oozed water. He wanted to get a closer look at it but ended up taking his chain off quite easily and put on the foot brace where the shackle was. Energy took him over and he felt the brace lock onto him, he raised his hand pointed to the sink to test his water bending skills, but they were stronger than before, this thing was an enchanted charm of power.

“Ah, Nightblade was right. We do really suck at hiding stuff.” said a voice that sounded exactly like Seven. He slowly turned around hearing this. Seven saw a boy with a shadow child mask who looked similar to him, but a darker version, and had small horns and a stinger tail.

“Who are you?” he asked.

“Me? Or that freak in the mirror?” asked the stranger.

“You.” Seven corrected him.

“Just call me pride, but I’m basically shadow Seven.” explained the stranger.

“Did I summon you by picking up this thing that won’t come off my foot?” asked Seven.

“Okay, first of all,” said Pride, “You didn’t even try, and second of all, no. you didn’t.”

“Oh, okay. So you’re like that horrible she-demon who tried to eat me alive?” Seven asked.

“You mean Gluttony?” Pride gave Seven a confused look. “No, I’m not like her, but I do like- know what? Nevermind.” he blushed but managed to cover it. Just then, Six awakened. 

“SEVENNN!! IT’S 3:00 IN THE MORNING AND I’M TRYING TO S.L.E.E.P!” she fell back asleep and pulled the blanket over her head. Seven began to sweat profusely.

“Dude, you ok?” asked Pride.

“No.,” said Seven, “She hates it when I wake her up..” 

Later that morning, at about 8:00 MA, Six was reading through a booklet about school when a bell rang. Six and Seven ran out with their school supplies and found their classroom after walking up 10 flights of stairs. 

“Well..” Six panted. “We’re gonna have to do this every weekday.”

“Great.” said Seven, “The last thing I want is to be out of breath before class all the time.”

Chapter 1 of TOC more coming shortly :)

Story by @fennekinstudioz all credit to her

Cast so far:

@fennekinstudioz and me

You still can join so if you do please ask us.

[wildpokemon]

ML Season 3 Rewatch: Feast

Production No. 315

Yesss let’s watch another episode! I’ve missed making these lol. I think I only watched Feast once, so I’m excited to see it again and refresh myself on all the sick lore we got in this one!

Oh! Also, with all the episodes having been out for a few weeks now, I’m probably gonna talk spoilers a bit in these posts where it’s relevant, so that’s your spoiler warning for the finale episodes AND Chat Blanc and Felix

Let’s gooo

Okay this isn’t related to this episode but holy crap I haven’t been able to watch anything ML related for like two weeks cause I’ve been too busy, and just hearing the theme song put the BIGGEST smile on my face omg

i feel like we never talk about how good the accuracy of paris is in this show. like obviously its simplified and smoothed out etc, but this overhead shot of the entrance of the louvre is SO accurate

why exactly are adrien and jagged stone at the louvre for the unveiling of a supposedly random rock lol

lmaoo alya is like “listen idc if you wanna drool over adrien, just do it on your own time, okay?” i love their relationship

tbh i love that alya is doing more investigating into HM. i mean yeah it’s gonna make everything more complicated and probably dangerous, but tbh im here for it. also i just love how into it alya is

and the whole thing about old paintings being evidence of old miraculous users is such a fun idea. i know its technically only speculation for most of them, but still its so coooool

lmao and alix joking about a bunny miraculous. i know we saw this ep AFTER Timetagger, but the joke works just as well for me with this coming first. makes for good foreshadowing for seeing bunnyx in a few episodes.

and the guardian symbol being on all those paintings???? SIIIIIICK

nathalie and stone feast are having a staring contest

stone feast won, as nathalie almost passed out

adrien is so worried about her :((

*steadfastly ignores alya saying that LB and CN have only been around for a few months*

i really really like all the instances where we get to see marinette try and navigate how to hide her identity from alya while also doing whats best for her alter ego. she can only push so hard against alya wanting to post her findings online before it gets suspicious

hmmmm the blue border that outlines Fu when he first sees feast again is interesting. supposed to representative of his connection to him because hes the one who created the sentimonster?

flashback!!!

fu looks cool as fuck wearing the peacock miraculous tbh

you’re not you when you’re hungry

daaaang feast straight up eating a guy in the background of the flashback omg

the way gabe puts his hand on adriends shoulder and tells him not to worry about nathalie, and adriens reaction to the contact, and him immediately leaving the room.......yikes

fuck gabriel

also, is this the first time we’ve seen nathalie get dizzy when she WASN’T wearing the miraculous? or had it active? (i guess she could be wearing it rn and we just don’t see it)

but either way, she can sense sentimonsters out of costume, similar to how gabe can sense negative emotions when hes not hawkmoth

“nathalie, you almost passed out earlier from being near this rock. but please return tonight so that i can use it for my evil.......but maybe sleep before then, because your coughing is grossing me out.”

aaaaaaahhhh adrien is so SAD. aaahhh and the sad piano song :(( noo :((((((

“my mom used to have dizzy spells” :(((((((( he knows nathalie is SICK, and he LOVES her, AND he misses his mom!! aaaaahhhh

god my heart is gonna break when he finds out about how nathalie is helping gabriel

but plagg is the best omgsh this scene of them playing piano together is so sweet

must mayura naruto run everywhere

aaaand hawkmoth akumatizes the sentimonster, just for good measure lol

lmaoooo he eats the butterfly

akumatized feast is just, bigger feast lol

plagg nooo!!!!!! they take plagg away right after that sweet scene showing how much adrien needs plagg and that there’s no one else who understands him like plagg can aah :((

wheres that post about how after finding out she doesnt have her miraculous, the first thing marinette does is call out for tikki? cause they’re friends first :( she cares more about tikki than she does about being ladybug

daang marinette, use those ladybug skills to jump over those fences without tripping. you go girl

bikerbug lets gooooo

adljadhasasd the return of bananoir. this means he kept the suit from last time right?? adkjalsdj

and hes got a broom strapped to his back?? and riding a scooter?? a m a z i n g

omfgg and chat leans into the bananoir thing so hard omg he loves it

their strategy....is to throw andres ice cream at it lmaooo

lol fu trying to transform only to hurt his back

“hurry my lady, this thing already swallowed my stick whole!”.................................................

aaaaand chats face when he finds out hes gonna be eaten akdals so good

and ladybug smirking behind him?? amazing

lmao feast just explodes into a burst of bubbles

and just some more casual shots of nathalie dying, no big deal

aww fu joined in on their pound it

okAY i know this has been talked about before, but these shots at the end where it cuts between tomoe, the bourgeois’s and gabe/nathalie makes me positive that the families are connected somehow through something that probably happened a while back. cant wait to learn more about it

fu saying he’ll go back to the temple and explain everything to them soon........awkward...i guess after Miracle Queen, that won’t be happening.

SUPER interested to see some of those old guardians likely show up next season now that they’re back

Fu straight up just offering Marinette the guardian position. if that’s not some foreshadowing

fu’s disguise, is to put a fake mustache, over his real mustache. perfect

“I’m not going anywhere until Hawkmoth is defeated. I’ll never leave you” 👀👀

Wow that episode felt really fast lol. TONS of references and foreshadowing in it. I love getting all of the new lore. Even rewatching it now I feel a bit overwhelmed by all the new information in it lol. Can’t wait until next season too when we can have a bit more light shed on certain things, and hopefully see some of those monks from the temple.

[kachulein]

tell us what kind of date you'll take each of your mutuals on and why?

Aaahhh this is fun!! Since I have a lot of mutuals and not so many date ideas, I chose to do 10!~♡

@marculees Niamh and I are pretty similar in how we view going out and how to enjoy time together (or at least I think so), so I'd love to visit an animal shelter together with her and take care of some pets for an afternoon and then go home and spend time cooking a delicious dinner together, filled with lots of laughter and smiles.

@namiiy Filipa is so amazing and I'd love to get to know her on a much deeper level (I hope this doesn't sound creepy now). Therefore, I'd love to to to a small, aesthetic coffee shop together with her and spend the afternoon talking together and enjoying our coffee. I'm a person who values communication a lot, so I'd love to get to know her better.

@http-jinnie May is my sunshine with a beautiful voice and therefore I'd love to go to a karaoke bar together and sing our hearts out. Afterwards, we'd go for a walk and eventually end up on a hill where we'd set up some blankets, watching the sunset and end the evening by stargazing and talking to the moon.

@littlefallenrebel I would say Sophie loves going out about as much as I do, so with her, I'd choose a cozy movie night and sleepover date during which we'd build a blanket fort and cuddle ourselves into pillows while we'd watch our favourite movies and wait for our takeout food to arrive. (Did someone say Pizza??)

@happyyoongii I definitely want to treat Ali to a wonderful and relaxing date, so I'd love to take her to a spa together, where we'd treat ourselves, relax in the swimming pools, hot tubs and saunas and just let go for once. After the spa experience, we'd go to a fancy restaurant and have a delicious dinner together.^-^

@allymemes19 I'm not even sure if she likes that (and I'm sorry if you don't akdjsjs) but I'd love to take Ally to art museums and galleries together, where we'd look at all the beautiful paintings and talk about them and the artists together. Afterwards, I'd love to go and grab some milkshakes while we'd take a walk through the park.

@kpopbread / @nospecificfandom Since Nicolle and I agree a lot on fashion and are both interested in it, I'd love to take her out to a shopping mall where we'd go on the biggest shopping spree ever together. Not until we'd struggle to carry all our shopping bags would we take a break to enjoy some ice cream together.

@jinniesmeow I don't exactly know why but I'd really love to go on a roadtrip together with Zia. We'd jam out to our favourite songs in the car and stay at cute hotels overnight and order breakfast to our bedroom in the mornings. I'd also make sure we'd have lots of orange juice to get ourselves energised for some more adventures to experience together.

@tinylix Okay, not to be biased here but Vivi is the perfect person for this one. I just see her as a flower girl for some reason, therefore I'd love to go and have a beautiful picnic at a park during a warm and sunny spring day together. We'd eat yummy sandwiches and salads and have the most amazing and delicious desserts to enjoy together.

@sungjincoeur Another one where I'm not quite sure if she likes this activity but I'd love to take my twin Alissia out to bowling. I love bowling (even though I've only done it once in my whole life lmao) and I'd just love to do this together with her because we'd have so much fun messing up and trying to impersonate how bts members are bowling (don't do it like Yoongles, my dudes) and then grab some food later on.

[florencetheflowerfairy]

Battle for Meiko’s Heart!!!

Pairing: Meiko x Mimi

Word count: ~2,900

Battle for Meiko’s Heart!!!

Meiko stopped walking so she could take a better look at the flyer on the wall. There was a new club for ballroom dancing that was meeting this Wednesday. The idea of joining a dance club made Meiko smile. She loved drawing and painting, but she had always been wary of the performing arts at her old school. However, after meeting Mimi, she realized that she actually liked dancing. It felt liberating.

She wondered if she could ask Mimi to join the club with her. Then they could dance together all the time. They could perform in competitions and wear fun outfits. Mimi would look especially beautiful. Meiko rocked on her feet, imagining what it would be like to be graceful, and to be holding Mimi’s waist…

“Hey,” a deep voice interrupted her musings. Meiko squeaked and turned around.

It was Taichi. He was leaning against the locker next to her. He grinned when she saw him and Meiko melted a little. Taichi’s enormous smile was infectious. And it felt special that he was smiling for her.

“Do you like dancing?” Taichi asked.

“Uhh…” Meiko cleared her throat. “Y-yes!”

“There’s a new club in Shibuya called the Maine Coon. It made me think of you!” His voice was so damn friendly. “Koushirou said he’d make me Fake IDs to get in. And I absolutely trust Koushirou, so there wouldn’t be any problem.”

“Oh-oh! My goodness!” Meiko’s voice sounded annoyingly squeaky to her ears.

“Can I take you there this Saturday?” Taichi asked.

THUNK

Taichi and Meiko both blinked and turned around. Koushirou had hit his head against the locker on the opposite side of the hallway. He mumbled “Ow” and went back to collecting his books, grumbling and refusing to look behind him.

Taichi bit his lip and looked wistfully at his friend, but he was all smiles when he met Meiko’s eyes again. “What do you say?”

Meiko considered. She liked Taichi a lot. He was kind. And handsome. No boy had ever paid her this much attention. So there was only one acceptable answer.

“Y—”

“YOOHOO!” A high voice interrupted Meiko’s response.

Meiko smiled and turned around. Mimi was strutting down the hallway straight towards her. She had changed out of her school uniform into a little pink dress that sparkled with sequins. And she was carrying a large tray in her hands, where there was—

“A cake?” Taichi raised his eyebrows.

Mimi stopped in front of Meiko and held out the cake to her. The lettering on the frosting read, Will you be my girlfriend?

“Meimei!” Mimi sung. Her voice was always captivating. She started speaking very fast. “So back in the United States, there’s this thing called Prom at the end of high school, where students get to ask their crushes to go with them to a big dance party, and they have to ask in the most over-the-top dramatic way possible. Tragically, I’m not going to Prom in Japan! But you know what? We can do something even better! There’s a lesbian bar on the other end of Tokyo called Green Thumb. And I just got Miyako to make the two of us Fake IDs! So we can go out dancing like mature adult ladies! What do you say? Will you go out with me?”

“Mimi!” Meiko blushed and giggled. Butterflies filled her stomach. She could hardly think when there were rainbows filling up her brain, making her feel like she could float. “Aaahhh…” Her tongue got stuck.

“Oh do say yes! I’ve been practicing a song for you if you do!” Mimi said.

“Ahem—” Taichi cleared his throat.

“No boys allowed!” Mimi shook her finger at him.

“Um…” Meiko finally found words. “You see, it’s just that, he asked me out first…”

“WHAT?!” Mimi yelled.

“She was about to say yes,” Taichi said.

“Were you?” Mimi demanded.

“I-I…” Meiko panicked. “I thought—I mean—I just—I don’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings!” She no longer felt like she could float. Her two most attractive friends both looked angry and it was frightening her. She realized that she could easily mess up and lose them both.

“What’s going on?” Sora suddenly appeared in her tennis uniform, looking very windswept. She held Meiko’s shoulder protectively. “Taichi, are you bothering her?” she asked.

“No!” Taichi said defensively. “I just asked her out, and then Mimi interrupted—”

“I asked her out better,” Mimi said. “I made her a cake! And I’m going to sing ‘Come What May’ from Moulin Rouge, the most romantic movie in history. What did you make her, you lazy bum?”

“What, like I need anything more than these?” Taichi flexed his biceps.

“That’s enough, you two!” Sora snapped. “You’re both being ridiculous.”

“But she—”

“But he—”

“Stop putting pressure on her,” Sora said.

“They’re not putting pressure on me…” Meiko weakly defended them.

“No—Sora is right. I’m sorry,” Taichi said.

Mimi’s face flushed. “I’m sorry too!”

“Meiko, it’s your own choice,” Taichi continued. He smiled winningly.

Mimi bit her lip. “But if she picks you, it’s just because you’re a—you’re a—” Mimi stopped talking. It wasn’t like Mimi to look so nervous. The sight broke Meiko’s heart.

“I…” Meiko floundered.

Then Koushirou popped his head in the circle, staring at Meiko with wide, curious eyes. “Which one will you pick?” he asked.

“Um…”

“Because I think the choice is rather obvious,” Koushirou said. He grinned and tapped Taichi’s arm. Taichi blinked like a confused puppy. Koushirou poked him more insistently, and then Taichi flexed his arm again. Koushirou reached up to squeeze his bicep. He talked like the world’s best hype-man who also delivered exposition on the regular. “He’s mature. He’s your age. He’ll listen to you when you want to talk about the atomic structure of Cobalt at three in the morning.”

“I would never bother you about Cobalt at three in the morning!” Mimi said to Meiko.

“Or whatever nightly topics of romantic conversation that normal people talk about. He’ll listen to that too. He’s versatile,” Koushirou continued. “And if you’re looking for a dance partner…well! You couldn’t find a better one than Yagami Taichi.”

“That’s right,” Taichi agreed. He suddenly gripped Koushirou’s wrist and twirled him around.

“Ah!” Koushirou gasped as his friend spun him in circles, grabbed his waist, and dipped him so that his head was inches above the ground. Koushirou held onto Taichi’s neck so that he wouldn’t fall over and stuck one awkward leg in the air. He laughed as if he was happy.

Taichi laughed too. Then he quickly pulled Koushirou back to his feet and dusted him off, as if he’d somehow gotten his friend dirty. He leaned one elbow on Koushirou’s shoulder and grinned at Meiko confidently.

It was an impressive feat, but Meiko felt like she was getting mixed messages from him.

“Boys…” Sora looked exasperated.

“I can dance too!” Mimi insisted. “There’s only one proper way to settle this! I challenge you to a battle of Dance Dance Revolution!” She pointed at Taichi and jammed her finger in his chest.

Taichi chuckled. “Are you serious?”

“I’m always serious,” Mimi answered.

“That doesn’t settle anything!” Sora said. “Meiko, you don’t have to listen to these two airheads.”

“No, I…” Meiko tried to find the courage to speak honestly. It was difficult with everyone’s eyes on her. Then the bell rang.

“You don’t have to decide right away,” Taichi said gently. “In the meantime…I’ll meet you at the arcade after school,” he said to Mimi.

“No, I’ll meet you in the arcade after school!” Mimi said authoritatively.

Taichi shrugged and smirked. He turned on his heel and walked away.

As soon as he left, Koushirou buckled over and snorted in laughter.

“What’s so funny, you traitor?” Mimi asked.

“You are aware of the fact that Taichi is the champion of DDR, correct? That he has the highest score in the arcade?” Koushirou wheezed.

“That graceless oaf? Ha! I don’t believe it,” Mimi said.

Sora sighed. “It’s true. We were at the arcade last weekend and I couldn’t beat him.”

“Wait—what?! He beat you?” Mimi suddenly looked alarmed.

“He also wiped the floor with me,” Koushirou added admiringly. Mimi stuck out her tongue at him.

“Um, Mimi?” Meiko said. Mimi quickly looked away from Koushirou and stood up straighter, trying to look more mature. She still had the cake in her arms, and she looked so pretty that Meiko could cry. But Meiko tried to compose herself. “You don’t have to do this,” she said.

Mimi forced a smile. “Don’t worry about me, Meimei! I’m going to win! Promise me that you’ll come watch me win?”

“O-of course.”

“Excellent,” Mimi purred. Then her eyes widened. “OH!” She suddenly thrust the cake into Koushirou’s arms—he yelped and grabbed it clumsily—and then she threw her hands in the air and fell backwards. Meiko gasped.

Sora grabbed Mimi’s shoulders before she hit the floor and held her up. “Mimi! Do you feel okay?” she asked.

“Yes…yes!” Mimi said dramatically. “But I feel very faint…I think that I shall have to go to the nurse’s office…Will you carry me there?”

Sora shut her eyes and counted to ten before answering. “I’ll walk you to the nurse’s.”

“Thank you!” Mimi chirped. Then she reached out to Meiko, and Meiko held her hand. Mimi pulled her closer and whispered, “I’m getting out of school so I can practice Dance Dance Revolution at the arcade all day! So there’s no way I’ll lose!” She winked.

Meiko’s heart fluttered. “O-okay. Good luck!” she said and patted her hand.

“You know, you really should have challenged Taichi to a singing contest,” Koushirou said.

“Oh shut up,” Mimi grumbled. “Protect my cake for me, will you? It’s for Meiko and me when we go on our date!”

“Okay,” Koushirou said dully, resigned to carry the tray around all day.

“I’m sorry about this…” Meiko said. She wished that she was confident like Mimi was. Why was it so hard to just say ‘Yes’ or ‘No’?

“Don’t worry! See you after school!” Mimi replied. Then Sora pulled her to her feet and the two girls walked away.

Meiko buried her face in her hands, thinking about Mimi and Taichi. What’s a girl to do?

At the Arcade!!!

Meiko entered the arcade with Sora and Koushirou by her side. She had never been here before. (Koushirou was still carrying the cake, which Meiko didn’t feel like she could morally eat yet.) Sora led them through the various video games and a row of pinball machines. They finally arrived at the Dance Dance Revolution station in the corner. Meiko saw that Mimi was already there, bouncing on the platform. She immediately smiled. “Mimi!” she called.

Mimi whipped her head around and saw her friends. “Hellooooo!” she yelled and waved. Mimi lost points for getting distracted, but Meiko didn’t notice that. She did see that Mimi looked particularly fabulous up there. She was wearing a green halter top, black leggings, and a lacy skirt. She had tied her hair up in a high pony tail with a large green bow. Her makeup was flawless and her nails were each painted with flowers. Mimi leaned over the bar of the DDR machine and elegantly popped one foot in the air. Meiko was enchanted.

“You look wonderful,” Meiko said breathlessly.

Mimi giggled. “Thank you!”

“Did you just get your nails done?” Sora asked, impressed.

“Yes!” Mimi answered. “I got a manicure, a haircut, and I went to the mall for some brand new dancing clothes! This outfit screams Winner!”

Koushirou raised an eyebrow. “I thought that you left school early so that you could practice DDR,” he said.

Mimi blushed. “I have been practicing! …For a half-hour…”

“What? Mimi!” Meiko looked alarmed.

Mimi reached over and stroked Meiko’s cheek. “Don’t worry. I’m more confident when I’m wearing the right clothes! I was hoping you would like them! And I can do anything as long as you’re here to cheer me on,” she said.

“Oh Mimi…” Meiko felt guilty for somehow inspiring this mess, but she loved the way Mimi’s hand felt on her face. “I…”

“Your king has arrived!” a deep voice interrupted them. Meiko would know that voice anywhere. She saw Taichi jump onto the dancing platform next to Mimi and he smiled that infectious smile. Meiko smiled back nervously and pulled away from Mimi.

Sora mouthed “King? Honestly,” in a disapproving tone of voice, although there was a smile tugging her lips. Koushirou stood up straighter.

Mimi scowled at her competitor. “Nice of you to show up,” she said.

“Nice to see you too, Princess,” he replied. He waved behind her. “Hi Meiko! You feeling all right?”

“H-hi Taichi! I’m fine,” she answered, blushing at the attention.

Sora cleared her throat. “Right. I’m going to remind everyone that Meiko doesn’t have to go on a date with either of you if she feels uncomfortable.”

“Of course not,” Taichi said.

“Of course not!” Mimi repeated in a loud voice.

“This is just about our egos,” Taichi continued cheerfully.

“This is personal,” Mimi insisted.

“Are you ready?” Taichi asked.

“I was born ready!”

“We can start on an easy level—”

“HA!” Mimi pushed the button to select a difficult level, and the music started playing. Taichi scrambled into place and the two of them started dancing on the arrow tiles.

“Good luck!” Meiko cheered from the side.

Mimi spun around and waved at Meiko, losing several points in the process. “Thank you!”

“Ah! Pay attention to the screen!” Meiko yelled.

“Oopsy daisy!” Mimi blushed and turned back to the video.

Taichi won that round. Koushirou applauded. Meiko clapped after he did.

“Two out of three?” Taichi asked.

“Obviously!” Mimi hissed. She selected a more difficult song, and the pair started dancing again.

This time, Meiko held her breath. She covered her mouth and watched them with wide eyes. Taichi didn’t miss a beat. It seemed like he had memorized this song. He was undoubtedly impressive to watch. Meanwhile, Mimi kept turning around to look at her, and Meiko would offer her a smile whenever she did. But then Mimi always lost points. Her ponytail started to come undone, and she started to sweat through her makeup.

Taichi won that round too. Koushirou applauded, and Meiko followed suit. Then Koushirou sighed and buried his face in his hands. Sora patted his back.

Taichi reached out to shake Mimi’s hand, but Mimi crossed her arms.

“Three out of five,” she insisted.

Taichi chuckled in a way that was starting to get on Meiko’s nerves. “Okay,” he agreed. He pressed the button for an easier song.

This time, Mimi kept her eyes focused on the screen. She moved her feet carefully from arrow to arrow. Then she made a mistake and she stopped moving. She stared at the ground.

“No!” Meiko shouted. Without another thought, she jumped onto the platform with Mimi.

Sora and Koushirou gasped. Taichi’s jaw dropped and he missed a bunch of points in a row.

“I’ll take the tiles on the left! You take the tiles on the right!” Meiko ordered. She had never played DDR before, but it didn’t look hard. Certainly it would be easy with only half of the dance platform.

“Okay!” Mimi agreed, beaming. She looked like she might start crying, but she stayed focused on the screen. The girls easily fell into step with each other. When the song ended, Meiko grabbed Mimi’s hand and twirled her in a circle.

Mimi sniffled and let go so that she could dab her eyes, clearly worried about her mascara. So Meiko just hugged her instead, and Mimi sighed in relief.

When the girls looked back at the screen, they saw that they had won. Sora cheered loudly.

“Congratulations,” Taichi said. He smiled rather sadly, and Meiko’s heart went out to him.

“Taichi, I’m so sorry,” Meiko said. “I’ve handled this so badly from the beginning. I-I like you a lot, but…”

“It’s fine!” Taichi held up his hands. “Don’t worry about it. It’s not your fault that I’m insufferably dramatic. I’m sorry.”

“No, you’re not insufferable!” Meiko said quickly.

“Oh, he is,” Mimi drawled. “I am too, but I pull it off better!” That seemed to be Mimi’s best mature response. Meiko couldn’t help but giggle.

Mimi offered her hand, and Taichi shook it.

“You still won two out of three rounds,” Mimi said. “You deserve some sort of prize…” Her eyes fell on Koushirou.

Taichi finally lost his cool. “Ahhffblrrghz,” he mumbled incoherently.

“Koushirou!” Mimi called out. Her geeky friend turned pale. “Taichi can have the cake. You can share it with him,” she said sweetly. “Thank you for carrying it all day. You’re a doll.”

Koushirou looked relieved and he picked up the cake tray from the floor. “Anytime,” he said.

“Thanks, Mimi,” Taichi said.

“You’re sharing that cake with all of us, right?” Sora asked.

“Sure thing,” Taichi reassured her. He hopped off the platform and clapped Koushirou’s shoulder. “Thanks for being so supportive, man,” he said.

“Anytime!” Koushirou repeated. He immediately accepted Taichi’s invitation to eat and popped a bite of cake in his mouth. He had been waiting all day, after all.

Meiko was about to follow her friends off the stage, when Mimi grabbed her hands and started to sing.

“Seasons may change, winter to spring…

But I’ll love you until the end of time.

Come what may,

Come what may,

I will love you until my dying day!”

…

“Will you be my girlfriend?”

“Yes.”

[supersassypants]

Hiiiiiii

I’m so sorry to have been gone for this long, but I’m here to announce that I’m back baby! It’s kinda funny how dwelling on your divorce and dealing with the fact that your ex-husband has immediately jumped into a serious relationship with a woman without missing a beat can really eat up a lot of your free time. And it hasn’t helped that I've been dating emotionally unavailable men like it’s my job --  one of whom not only toyed with my heart but also stomped on it for a bit for good measure. That’s been my last year in a nutshell folks. We’re all caught up. 

But enough about me, let’s jump right in shall we? Because bad dating profiles don’t take an extended mental health vacations, even if we do. 

Before I do that, though, I need to rant about texting with the opposite sex. What is it about texting that is so difficult for them and why are they so bad at it? If you can talk to people in the flesh you should be able to use that same skill in a written format, but that doesn’t seem to be the case. For example: 

Me: Hey, how’s your weekend going? Have any fun plans? 

Him: Just chillin 

And that’s it. No “what are you doing?” or “just chillin, painting my fingernails and putting on my stage makeup.” I mean, give me something to work with here, man, throw me a bone. I don’t want a paragraph, but surely there’s a happy medium here.

And I know I’m about to break all the rules right now, but I can’t stand the “good morning/good night” texts. 

Him: “Good morning babe”

Me: (grrr...don’t fucking call me babe)  “Good morning :)” 

These are dead end texts. Dead end texts are the equivalent of someone in real life replying to your question of “Hi, how are you?” with a “Good,” and not having the social skills to know that now you ask them how they are. This is conversation 101, people. At least have the courtesy to pretend you give a shit because I have just done that for you. Honestly this may be what’s wrong with America today. 

However I reserve the most animus toward the texters of “hiiiii” or “heyyyy.” Um, yes, hi? What do you want? Why must you be slutty with your vowels? (Y’s are sometimes vowels, just sayin’). What purpose does that serve? If you’re trying to convey something to me here it’s totally lost, and all I end up doing is trying to figure out if or how I’m supposed to reply. This kind of text is basically a non-text. It’s like putting in the very least amount of effort possible into the task of texting, which in itself is the laziest form of communication there is. It’s the slob’s slob of texting. But what do I do? I sit and stare at that message on my phone for an inordinately long amount of time trying to figure out what that “hi” with 5 i’s really means. Fun fact: did you know if you google “meaning of the number of i’s in a hiiiiiii text” you will find a whole slew of (probably) intelligent women basically asking the internet what “hi” means, and the internet replies that 5 i’s (he totes wants to hook up) are definitely better than 4 (he just thinks you’re kinda cute). Here’s how the internet should reply: when encountering a “hi” or a “hey” with extraneous vowels attached, one must promptly hit “block” and move on with one’s life. The end. 

I could write a whole post about the way some people (not just guys) put a space between the last letter of a sentence and the end punctuation, like this: “What you doing ?” or “Let’s get tacos .” WTF is that? Why is this a thing now? I’ve also seen this: “I m going to bed. I ll text u tomorrow.” Is it really so hard to put an apostrophe in that empty space? It’s the asinine stuff like this that I fixate on and I can’t let it go. No joke. 

And now I’d like to direct this last paragraph to all the guys who take the liberty of calling me “babe,” especially the ones who do so right away in the text convo. I know you think you’re being all suave or alpha by being so familiar with me so soon. But the truth is you haven’t earned the right to pet name me yet, and if you call me “babe” within the first few lines of text you likely never will. 

Aaahhh, that feels better. And yes, I do realize I was just promiscuous with both a vowel AND a consonant. I am self aware. 

I promise I’ll be back soon with male dating profiles behaving badly. Until next time dahlings, ttfn. 

[curiouselfqueen]

Holiday Drabble #7

Owl post, @halfbloodprincess23!

Pairing: Sevmione Holiday scenario: Sledding

A/N: Aaahhh, here you go!  I hand-wrote this while on the plane, so rereading it to type and edit gave me a few laughs and moments of “WHAT does that say?!?” I had a pretty clear idea right away from your prompt, and well, this is what came out.  (Things tend to drift their own direction about half way through, I’m finding...)  Hope you like it!

It was the first day after all the children at Hogwarts Boarding School had left for the winter holidays and as was tradition, the teachers were all gathering to go sledding.  It was part celebration, part stress relief, and part rejuvenation before they turned right back around to work for one last weekend to finalize grades for the term.

Hermione Granger, the newest member of the faculty, was just as eager as any anyone to have a bit of fun before the last pile of essays were to be graded.  Nearly the entire faculty poured out of the castle-like building, pulling stragglers out of their classrooms as they went.  As the crowd passed one particular chemistry lab, Hermione stuck in her curly haired head.

“Hey teach!”

Severus cringed.  He should have guessed the cheery, youthful cohort would try to rope him into this.  He participated in very few school events, and certainly not silly traditions such as sledding down the biggest hill on the property like a bunch of the immature, hormone crazed students they all instructed.  She was smart enough to put the pieces together.  They had worked together now for months.  Why waste both their time trying to convince him to go?

Not having turned around at her first call, Hermione once again spoke to the back of the surliest teacher on staff.  “Mr. Snape, will you be joining us all in a bit of sledding?  Minerva only said everyone does it every year and--”

“Everyone but me, you will find,” he said curtly as he turned to face the woman who had proven to be amazingly insistant regarding curriculum all year long.  He suspected they had an argument dangling in front of them.

“Come on,” she pleaded, taking a few more steps into the classroom.  “I’m not sure you’ve done anything this year so far to have fun or relax.”  She hopped up onto one of the desks, using the chair as a footstool.

“How I spend my free time and what I do in private to relax, as you say, is none of your business,” Severus sneered.  “As is whether it happens or not.”

Hermione raised an eyebrow and he let out an exasperated sigh as he mentally reviewed what he had just said.  “Please, Miss Granger, you are wasting your efforts.  Go enjoy yourself.”

He turned his back to her again and resumed his task of packing beakers and test tubes.  After a few moments of silence, he heard Hermione quietly slide off the desk.  Her boots squeaked slightly as she walked to the door.  Thinking she had gone, Severus shifted and saw her standing in the doorway.

“You know,” she started.  He watched her while her eyes dropped to her gloved hand resting on the doorframe, picking at some chipped paint.  He’d need to put a work order in for that.  Her hands were so small.  He had never noticed before.  Severus found himself looking over his coworker and realized he had never really paid her much attention since she arrived that fall.  His gaze fell back on her face, where he found the slightest sprinkling of freckles, just as she turned her honey-brown eyes on him again.  “You’ll never know what you’re missing out on if you stay, which is safe,” she said, her eyes falling to the floor briefly.  Severus watched her hands fidget while she seemed to be debating whether to continue.  She looked up again with the determined look in her eye he had been accustomed to seeing, and said “But you also lose out on the chance of things becoming better.”  

Severus stilled completely.  How dare she begin to presume to know anything about his life.  How could she know?  How, when he did so much to shield himself, tucked into the background as much as he thought possible.

She took another breath.  Apparently it wasn’t over.  “Don’t let yourself get stuck here.”  She paused again, shifting her weight before she added “You’ll only have old memories for company.  They’ll play on loop and go stale if you don’t add fresh ones.”  She smirked before adding “And we can’t let your cleverness get away from you, now can we?  I’m fairly certain you’re not the kind of man to let himself get by on his good looks alone,” and with that she was gone.

Severus stood in the middle of the silent classroom holding a case of lab equipment contemplating what, exactly, had just happened.  After a few moments, he dropped the case down on a table, marched up to his desk, pulled his coat off his chair without missing a stride and exited the classroom, grumbling all the way.

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