#before everyone yells at me again luka wanted this

[paladinbaby]

a patch of white anemones

the iliad, tr. emily wilson / electra: a tragedy, tr. anne carson / the lathe of heaven, ursula k. le guin / @insomniac-arrest / the first bad man, miranda july / what resembles the grave but isn’t, anne boyer / rabbit heart (raise it up), florence + the machine / burrows end, @dimension20official / the burglar of babylon, elizabeth bishop

[Image Description: Ten images of text. The first image is a photograph of a book page but the rest are black text on a pure white background.

1: “You already know this story. You will die. Everyone you love will also die. You will lose them forever. You will be sad and angry. You will weep. You will bargain. You will make demands. You will beg. You will pray. It will make no difference. Nothing you can do will bring them back. You know this. Your knowing changes nothing. This poem will make you understand the unfathomable truth again and again, as if for the very first time.”

2: “Electra / And I know there is something all wrong about me - believe me. Sometimes I shock myself”

3: “The end justifies the means. But what if there never is an end? All we have is means.”

4: “The first rule of tragedy is to be yourself. The second rule of tragedy is to be literally anyone else. The third rule is that however much you try there is no escaping being yourself forever.”

5: “Then I realised that we all think we might be terrible people. But we only reveal this before asking someone to love us. It is a kind of undressing.”

6: “Always falling into a hole, then saying “okay, this is not your grave, get out of this hole,””

7: “I must become a lion hearted girl / Ready for a fight / Before I make the final sacrifice / We raise it up, this offering”

8: “i think for myself, when I go back to that time, the number one emotion associated with it is tremendous shame and embarrassment which is the emotion it would take to never mention that to anybody”

9: “You were good to me, and I love you, / But I’m doomed” End ID.]

[qrrieterisunnq]

Queen Mary's Dark Harbour Tour

FT. TREVOR ZEGRAS & SEX ON A BOAT MINORS DNI - 18+ content below the cut — WARNINGS: 18+ scenes, semi-public sex — SUMMARY: Where Trevor, his friends, and his girlfriend decide to make a trip to Long Beach on the famous Queen Mary’s Dark Harbour tour. Trevor gets so horny at the sight of his frightened girlfriend, that he sneaks her into the bathroom and makes her feel something else. — WORD COUNT: 1,98K

“Okay, guys! We are going on the boat in a few minutes, so buy whatever you need right now before it's our time to go.” Cole says when he gets back to the group after he went to speak with the bodyguard at the boat.

“You want something, baby?” Trevor leans in, asking you with a wide grin on his face.

“No that's okay, baby. But do we have something to drink?” you ask him with a curious look as he carries the bag all day.

“Yeah, we do, we have two bottles of water and your lemonade.” He nods, taking off the bag and handing you a bottle as he can see you look thirsty. And he’s not surprised when you didn’t drink anything all day.

“Thank you, baby.” You grin at him, peck his lips with a sweet kiss, and take the bottle from him to finally take a sip of something to soothe your throat.

“Welcome, cider.” He smiles taking the bottle back from you when you are done drinking.

“Okay, everyone! Time to board the boat!” Cole yells again, leading the group toward the boat's entrance where the bodyguard is already waiting for us with a smile on his face.

“We managed to clear the boat, so you have it all for yourself for two hours.” The bodyguard says smiling at all of you as you pass by him inside the boat.

“Thank you, we really appreciate it.” Trevor pats his shoulder as you two pass him.

“That’s okay, but could you maybe sign me this? My daughter really loves you, " he asks, scratching his neck nervously as he hands him a transparent phone case.

“Yeah, sure.” Trevor smiles, taking the phone case and looking around for someone with a pen. you chuckle reaching in our bag for a marker so he can sign in for the man.

“Thank you so much, Mr. Zegras.”

“No need, man.” With a smile, you and Trevor finally enter the boat. The creepy feeling runs down your spine as you look around the dimly lighted room.  

“Are you coming you two?” you hear one of your friends call out for you.

“Yeah, we are.” You say back quickly making your way to them.

“I know you two are so lovey-dovey, but we don’t need to see it.” Cole sighs, shaking his head at you two.

“We are not lovey-dovey. I was just signing a phone case for the guy at the door.” Trevor justifies interlocking his fingers with yours as he talks.

“Okay! No need to be offensive.” Lukas says with a smirk on his face.

“Really funny, Lu. Really” Trevor shows his shoulder, and both of them laugh. You just shake your head at their childlessness and move to the front where are other girls.

“Babe, you okay?” Trevor looks at you when a seafarer jumps on you, blood dripping from his head and arm.

“Yeah, he just scared the shit out of me.” You giggle, interlocking your hand with his, hugging his biceps.

“Yeah, me too,” He laughs, kissing the top of your head. “You smell so fucking good.” He murmurs in your neck, placing a soft kiss there.

“Thank you.” You smile at him, caressing his biceps.

“Mhm.” he groans and pulls slightly away from you to kiss you. “And so, fucking gorgeous.” He whispers on your lips and presses himself into your back so you can feel his growing boner on your lower back.

“Oh my god,” you whisper in disbelief, looking behind yourself at him. “Is this really turning you on?” you ask him again with disbelief, your brows almost at your hairline.

“Kinda.” he grins grinding his cock into your lower back.

“You are sick,” you mumble shaking your head at his horniness, but still press your body into his and grind your ass slightly. “But I like it.”

“Oh,” he moans and grips your hips, so you don’t grind your hips. “Who is the sick one now, hmm?” he whispers in her ear, biting her earlobe. Slowly he moves his hand down your hips until they find the button. He undoes it and slips his hand inside. In shock, you look around and your hand locks around his wrist.

“Trevor, what the hell are you doing?” you whisper-yell at him looking up in shock. “We can’t! Not in there.” You shake your head frantically, looking around to see if there is someone.

“Calm down. No one is here. Plus, behind the corner are toilets, so,” he smirks, pulling his hand out of your pants and leading you towards the toilets. “We can hide in there.” He finishes his sentence as soon as you enter the room.

“You are crazy.” You shake your head with a small smile grazing your lips.

“For you, only.” He says in a cheesy tone, making you giggle. Wrapping his hands around his neck, you press his lips on his in a hungry kiss. A groan leaves his full lips as your still-clothed pussy grinds against his hard cock. “Fuck you are so perfectly gorgeous.” A hoarse voice comes from the back of his throat, causing your knees to wobble a little.

“Trevor,” you whisper roughly your hands holding his jaw. “Do something.” You command him, looking into his eyes with so much passion and lust, that Trevor would do anything for you in the moment.

“Yes, ma’am.” He salutes and with a smirk he drops to his knees in front of you, his eyes facing your clothed pussy. He licks his lips at the same time he pulls down your jeans, revealing your drenched panties. “So wet for me, yet I did nothing but kiss you.”

“Do something, Trevor.” You grit through your teeth and your hand slides in his hair.

“Okay, but keep it down baby.” He says and before you can find out what he means by that, his fingers move your panties aside, and his lips latched on your clit sending a wave of pleasure up your body.

“Fuck, Trevor,” You gasp, gripping his hair tightly as you try to stand on your wobbly legs. “Please.” You moan when his tongue flicks over your clit while his hand is moving your leg up to his shoulder.  

“I said keep it down, baby.” He rasps, biting down on your inner tight.

“Sorry.” You whisper, looking down at his handsome face. His chin is glistening from your juices and a devilish smirk is playing on his lips.

“Good now let me eat that pretty pussy of yours,” he whispers and his lips latch on your pussy once again. You bite down on your lip, to avoid making a sound, but you know yourself really well so you take the hem of your shirt and put it in your mouth to muffle the sounds you'll make.

His tongue licks up its way from your entrance to your clit, sucking it in his mouth and playing with it. His left hand is holding your calf, and with fingers on his right hand, he massages your entrance earning a low moan from you.

“Just like that babygirl.” He whispers and slowly pushes the first digit of his finger inside you. Shivers run down your back at the feeling, and you grind your hips pushing his finger deeper inside you.

“You want more, y/n?” he asks moving his finger in a tortuously slow tempo.

“Yes please.” You whimper, moving your hips and slowly riding his finger, but his hand on your thigh stops you from doing so.

“Slow down, baby, let me take care of you.” He whispers in your skin, slowly increasing the speed of his fingers.

“Trevor,” you moan, holding tightly on his hair as he fucks your tight pussy with his finger. “Another.” You moan again when another finger enters your tight pussy, and your walls squeeze around them.

“Yeah, keep squeezing around me like that, pretty girl.” He murmurs and adds a third finger pumping them quicker inside you.

Every other thrust of his fingers hits the spot deep inside you, building the orgasm in the pit of your stomach quicker than ever before.

“Come on, baby girl,” he murmurs in your pussy as he keeps sucking on your clitoris. “Come on my fingers.”

And you did. With a few last thrusts of his fingers, you were falling apart on his fingers, making a mess on them. “Just like that, baby. Ride it out.” He whispers, when you grind your hips on his fingers, while he stands up to his full height, hoovering over you.

He brings his finger up to his mouth, licking them clean before he presses his lips to yours in a hungry kiss, while he unfastens his belt and pulls his pants down to his knees. As soon as he licks his finger clean he picks you up, leaning you on the wall behind you holding you there by his weight.

He palms his cock, jerking himself for a while before he slides the tip of his cock between your folds over your clit, causing you to jerk in his hands from the sensitiveness on your clit.

“You ready, baby girl?” he whispers in your lips slowly inserting himself into you.

“Yeah.” As soon as you finish the world, he thrusts deep inside you but keeps his lips on yours as he swallows your moans so no one can hear you.

He keeps thrusting into you at a quick pace, his balls slapping your ass, bringing more to that pleasure you already feel. His lips slowly move down to your neck, where he sucks on your skin behind your ear.

You moan his name grinding your hips, sending waves of pleasure up your body, which makes your legs shake more, than they did, during your first orgasm.

“Yeah y/n, just like that,” he says through his gritted teeth as the grip on your hips only tightens. He increases the speed of his thrusts, slowly bringing both of you to your highs.

“Trevor,” you cling onto him tightly, grinding your clit on his hairy pelvis. “I’m gonna co-” Before you can finish it, he brings his fingers to your clit, circling it quickly and bringing you over the edge together. A loud moan leaves your mouth as you come undo on his cock.

With a few last thrusts, Trevor is following you, quickly pulling himself out and coming on your belly.

“Fuck,” he breaths out dropping his forehead on yours and placing soft kisses on your face. “You were amazing y/n.”

“You too, Trevor, so amazing,” You sign, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. “I love you.”

“I love you too, pretty girl. So, fucking much. Now, we gotta have to get you cleaned up; we have a tour to end.” He smirks reaching behind himself for a towel. He slowly puts you on your wobbly legs, wetting the cloth and cleaning your belly.

“Thank you.” You smile at him lazily as you try to reach for your panties and pants that are lying on the floor. You groan from exhaustion waiting for Trevor to get dressed and let him hand you the clothes instead.

As soon as you are both clothed, you slip out of the toilet room and quickly join the others.

“Where have you been so long? We’ve been shitting our pants for the last ten minutes and you were what? Having a make-out season in a toilet room?” Cole asks shaking his head at the two of you.

“Uhm, maybe?” you grin at him, cuddling into Trevor's side.

“Unbelievable,” He shakes his head at the two of you moving forward, making you both laugh. “Oh my gosh, please don’t tell me you…?” he doesn’t bother finishing the sentence when he sees the looks on your faces.

“Oh gross, guys, really gross.” Lukas grimaces at the two of you, shaking his head with a soft laugh.

[asher-agere]

Eheh,, is it okay to request some regressor An?

(I may have plot idea where she's in carese Cafe after a bad day and didn't wanted to bother vbs and Meiko went ahead and took care of her maybe..)

(bpd an (split episode = feeling bad) and Meiko reminding an of nagi too.. Maybe..)

I MIGHT BE GETTING TOO SPECIFIC SO YOU CAN REMOVE ANYTHING YOU WANT!! SORRY!!

I can absolutely give this a shot! Warning though! I do not have Borderline Personality Disorder! What I write will be based solely on research I’ve done, as usual if I write anything inaccurate or offensive please let me know and I���ll fix the problem as quickly as possible!

BPD Little An + Caregiver Meiko!

°ᡣ𐭩 . ° . °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི An having a bad day leads to her being very fussy. Every little thing upsets her and no matter how small it is she has a meltdown. Something small started it probably. Maybe her dad suddenly had to go do something instead of helping her like he said he would. Suddenly An feels 6 years old again and she hates her father and no matter how far away she runs it doesn’t feel like she’s ever far with away

⭑.ᐟ She thinks about talking to her friends! She really really does. She knows that they’re there for her and that they want to help but… Would they even be able to help? She’d be reaching out to them just to end up wasting their time when they inevitably fail to help her. That was a bad idea. No one wanted that, just a dumb waste of time. She wants… She wants Aunt Nagi. Aunt Nagi was good. Not bad like she was

ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི An eventually ends up going to the Sekai! It’s away from everyone so she’s not being a bother. But of course the Virtual Singers are there… An almost immediately gets overwhelmed. She makes it to the doorway and just sort of freezes. Rin and Len are yelling at Kaito, Miku is trying to calm everyone down but not very successfully, Meiko is behind the counter cleaning things up. Luka is nowhere to be seen, of course one of the actual calmest ones is missing…

⭑.ᐟ An is very pouty and grumpy. Miku tries greeting her, and she ignores it. Kaito goes to ask how she’s doing and that only makes Rin and Len yell at him even louder. Poor An can only cover her ears, going over to the bar and sitting down. Looks are exchanged between Kaito and Meiko and Kaito shuffles the kids out, leaving just An and Meiko at the bar

ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི An continues ignoring Meiko, just trying to bury her face into her arms and disappear. Meiko determines her best approach and makes some angel milk. An seemed off, which could mean she’s regressed, best to ask though. So she gently asks An what cup she’d like. She immediately, without being prompted to, apologizes for bothering An and explains that she thought some warm milk might help

⭑.ᐟ When An looked up she was preparing to scream and throw a fit, there were already tears in her eyes. But… Meiko was being so soft. So gentle. For a second she swore that it was Aunt Nagi, crouching down next to her and asking her what she wanted to do. The screams die in her throat. Instead she quietly requests a sippy cup, and Meiko is happy to comply. She transfers the milk to a child appropriate cup before handing it over to An

ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི That was the moment, Meiko asking An what cup she wanted, that made An’s feelings click into place. Meiko was good. Meiko was calm and gentle and perfect. She wanted Meiko. Meiko just smiles at her and starts getting information “How old are you feeling?” “Would you like a snack?” “What toys do you want to play with?” “How about I turn on some music for you?” Meiko asks all these wonderful questions in her gentle voice and An feels compelled to answer her

⭑.ᐟ When Meiko asked the questions An was fine with everything! But when Meiko went to go get things… Everything was suddenly not fine. An hasn’t realized Meiko would need to focus on other stuff. That wasn’t fair. She wanted Meiko’s attention. Why did everyone always have more important stuff? Was it so selfish to want someone’s full attention for a little bit? She tried drawing Meiko’s attention back to her but Meiko only responded with a simple “One second darling”

ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི This was not what An wanted to hear. Her perspective changed. Meiko was bad. Meiko was the worst person on the planet in fact. Meiko knew she was mentally a baby right now, and she’d still ignored her? What kind of horrible person did that? So An just got down from her seat and… Slipped away. She didn’t want to be around such a mean person

⭑.ᐟ An hides for awhile in a little storage closet. But eventually Meiko finds her. She opens the door just enough to slide in the sippy cup and a plate of chocolate chip cookies. An doesn’t say a word, but she does accept the snacks. They sit there in silence for awhile until Meiko gently starts singing a lullaby. A lullaby that An’s mentioned before is from her childhood. Specifically from her favorite person from her childhood. Aunt Nagi. Their voices are vastly different, but they sing it the same way…

ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི Slowly, ever so slowly, An warms up to Meiko again. She finishes her snacks still in the closet, then slowly crawls out, laying her head in Meiko’s lap. Meiko just smiles and combs through her hair. Once An is calmer Meiko can scoop her back up! She makes sure to carry the little one everywhere, constantly showering her in praise and catering to An’s every desire. Some babies need to cry it out. An is the kind of baby that needs to be dotted on though

°ᡣ𐭩 . ° . °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

This reads more like a story than headcanons? Idk what I was doing here really if I’m honest- This was mainly just be trying to get a grasp on how someone with bpd would act, I feel like I still didn’t do great (╥_╥)

[auduux]

MCSM Season 3

This is just a small teaser on what I have currently have, or the start of it in other words. I've decided on the chapter word count to be 20k and the first 10k words of this chapter will be posted on ao3 as a teaser when i have it. Until then I'll be posting small, spread out excerpts from what I have. This is an au where Jesse makes a deal with romeo and he keeps his powers but isn't allowed to kill people or destroy their homes. Xara is also given back her admin powers.

Note, this is with female Jesse not male, I have yet to start on male Jesse's version. Also note that this is subject to change, I actually don't like it very much.

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“…Nd this is why you were always the leader, because you're a control freak!"

"Maybe I would actually trust you if you didn't try and kill us all and lock us under bedrock!"

Jesse recognized the voices, they were, in fact, who she was intending to see. The admins keep was a perfect mix of Xara and Romeo's colors, a surprisingly well mix of red, black, purple, and white. It wasn't that far from Beacontown but it was on top of a mountain, because Romeo wouldn't agree otherwise. He still wasn't on the best of terms with Beacontown and liked ignoring his problems rather than face them. Petra and Lukas liked to say that Xara did it on purpose to terrorize the admin.

It was hard in the beginning, trusting him, but Jesse’s access to the golden gauntlet kept him in line at least. They’d formed somewhat of a friendship, more of a strained partnership than anything. Romeo helped with a lot of things around Beacontown, even though he wanted to stay out of the public eye. His shape shifting abilities helped with that.

The double doors that she was about to open burst open before she was able to grab the handle, making her jump back. Romeo was the one who had opened them, storming away while muttering something to himself. Another bad fight then.

"Ohh, he pisses me off!" Xara yelled once he rounded the corner, throwing something at the wall which shattered on impact. She was seething, Jesse could even see it from across the room. Xara was never that good at handling her emotions.

"Bad fight?" Jesse asked as she stepped in, Radar and Petra, who had wanted to come along, following her. Radar wanted to help with what Jesse and Petra had planned for their return, and Petra didn't trust the admins. Well, she didn't trust Romeo. Her and Xara got along well enough.

"Yeah, yeah, no, no, no...it wasn't. Just the usual." Xara sighed, running a hand over his face before waving the hand to make the shattered item vanish. Her admin appearance was less "regal" than Romeo. By choice. She chose to take on a more human form after so long of being stuck as a human. It gave her comfort was always Jesse's guess for the reason.

"Just give him a chance, he's trying. In his own way." Jesse said, walking over to Xara and putting a hand on her shoulder.

"I still don't know how you forgave him so quickly." Xara responded, shaking her head. The statement sounded like it was meant to be an insult, but it wasn't, she knew that. Took a while to get used to it though.

"I'll...I’ll try. It's...hard though. He's done so much; I don't know if I can ever trust him again." Xara continued, grabbing her arm and rubbing it. It was a nervous tic she had, like Romeo and his tail and ears. It always swayed when he was nervous, and his ears started flicking.

"You'll never know unless you try." Jesse smiled, retracting her hand from Xara's shoulder. They were almost the same height, though Xara was taller. Romeo was a lot taller than both of them, actually he towered over everyone she’d had him meet.

"Thank you, Jesse." Xara responded, walking away from Jesse to get Radar away from an item he was about to pick up. Romeo had a lot of odd trinkets laying around, he liked creating things. Challenges, items, blocks, mobs. Anything, really. Having to participate in his challenges was always tiresome though. Sometimes it was fun, and he would usually give them rare items, but he was always making new ones and harassing them until they agreed. Even Radar, he'd taken a liking to him.

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What Makes a Family? Pt26

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When they surfaced from her room at lunch, everyone was there. Mari honestly didn't know how they all fit at this point. Bruce and the boys were glaring at Luka for some reason, but Damian turned his on her once they were noticed.

"Melody, can we talk?" Luka wouldn't meet her eyes. Yeah, her Maman must have had an interesting talk with him. Before she could answer, Damian spoke up.

"What is Cain wearing?" She had no idea why he sounded insulted. They'd put together an outfit for her since all her clothes were at the hotel, and Mari looked it over again to try and figure out his issue with it.

"It's a dress and leggings." He looked like he was about to explode, but Cass signed something at him and he just sneered at them instead. The dress itself looked black at the top and faded to light blue at the bottom. It was offset to be mid-thigh on the right, flowing down to just below the knee on the left, and paired with midnight blue leggings. It's not like it was super girly or anything. "No concept of fashion, I take it. We'll have to fix that." Damian's glare intensified, but the other boys were snickering in the background. Even Tim, so he must have gotten some sleep finally.

"You look very nice, Cass." Bruce's tone was a bit pointed, but she could tell he meant it.

"Of course she does. Mari doesn't make trash." Mari had to cough to cover a laugh at Chloe's haughty tone. At least until Dick, Jason, and Tim started yelling about not being the first to get something from her. At least that's what she thought they were yelling about. Mari rolled her eyes before gesturing Luka up to her room. Once she closed the door, he didn't seem to know what to say.

"Maman really scared you didn't she?" He winced.

"She called the Captain and told her about it. She explained what I was doing in... colorful terms. I didn't realize... I'm sorry." Oh. She couldn't even imagine that conversation.

"Um... how did she take us all being in a relationship?" They hadn't told the Captain about it simply because Luka was worried she'd slip and tell Juleka. Honestly, of all their parents, she was the one Mari was least concerned about.

"At the moment, she thinks both of you are too good for me. And I'd have to agree." She sighed and put a hand on his chest.

"You have a good heart, and you feel too much from other people. I get that. But sometimes you need to let people hurt. You need to let them work through things in their own time. Just because you think you see the answer, doesn't mean it's the right time, or even always the right answer. I need you to let me do things at my pace. Please."

"I'll do my best, but you're probably going to have to point out when I'm crossing a line. I'm not always sure when it's helping or interfering." She had to roll her eyes at that.

"You talk to the person you're trying to help instead of running off and fixing it the way you think it should be fixed. If you're going around the person, then you can assume it's interference." She could actually see the concept click in his mind.

"Oh." He frowned and seemed to retreat into his thoughts. After a few minutes, she moved a hand up to his cheek to get him to focus back on her.

"I know you just want to help. It's part of the reason I love you. You just need to be more careful with how you go about it." She leaned in to kiss his other cheek when a cough sounded from the trapdoor. They turned to see Bruce frowning at them.

"I really don't think you two should be up here alone." Fantastic. She was really hoping to not have this conversation, but apparently her luck was off.

"That's really none of your business. Maman and Papa are fine with it, and that's all that matters, since this is their house. However, if it bothers you that much, feel free to send Kagami up as well." The glare he sent her had probably backed down some of his villains, but she just raised an eyebrow at him. She wasn't about to let him think it was okay to treat her like a child or boss her around. "Not to mention, if we were going to be doing anything 'inappropriate', the door would have been locked."

Bruce sputtered for a moment and turned a shade of purple she hadn't seen before. Served him right. Eventually, he went back down the stairs, but left the door open. Because that was obviously going to keep anything from happening. Luka laughed quietly.

"Do you really think that was a good idea?" She just shrugged at him.

"I'm not about to let someone that barely knows me try to change how I live my life." Luka wrapped his arms around her and she leaned into him. Then Kagami poked her head up, looking confused.

"Bruce said you wanted to see me?" Mari let out a groan, but Luka just chuckled.

"Come in and lock the door, please." Kagami gave her an odd look, but did as asked. If Bruce wanted to play this game, he was going to have to deal with the consequences.

"Are you sure it's a good idea to antagonize him? You don't want him getting Akumatized." She blinked at Luka in confusion for a moment before she realized they had no idea what happened last night.

"Hawkmoth won't be an issue for a couple of days, and he needs to figure out that he's not the parent."

"Why won't he be a problem?" Kagami's voice was mostly anger, but she could tell it was hiding worry.

"Plagg got rid of a few Akumas and said the backlash should knock him out. Maybe he'll let up on the constant stream of stupidity, since he likely has no idea what happened." It would be nice to have breaks in between battles again.

"Do you want to talk about it?" While expected, Luka's question just made her sigh. No, she really didn't.

"I was upset." A massive understatement, but they knew better than to push it. Luka hugged her tighter and Kagami moved closer to start rubbing her lower back. It was nice, until there was a pounding on the door, followed by Sabine's exasperated voice.

"You already went up there once without knocking. What did you expect her to do?" Mari felt her phone vibrate and pulled it out to find a text from Cass:

I think B is going to have a stroke ;)

At least someone saw how funny this was. Granted, she should probably go back down there before Bruce said or did something to really piss off her parents. She could see him trying to lecture them on parenting, and that was a sure way to get kicked out of the house. That or they'd somehow start up the argument about killing again.

"We could just leave from the roof and go to our houseboat. Let nature take its course." Kagami sounded serious, and Mari would admit it was tempting. "You can text Cass and tell her to meet us by the school." So very tempting.

"Better not. I would rather my Maman not kill anyone today. But if things don't get better, we can bail after lunch and say I want to show Cass the school before tomorrow."

"She's going to school with you? That should be interesting." Luka sounded less than enthused.

"The real question is which one is going to go after Lila for insulting the other one?" Kagami was joking, but the thought of Lila going after Cass made her blood boil. She tried anything and her little house of cards was going to get set on fire.

"Hopefully, if she sees that look on Mari's face, she'll be too scared to do anything." She just gave Luka an annoyed glare.

"Given why Alya was Akumatized, I have a feeling she'll have bigger issues than trying anything with us. If she decides to try anyway, it's her funeral." Luka winced.

"You do realize that means you're going to have to deal with Alya right? Are you prepared for that?"

"I'm not sure it's possible to be prepared for something like that. I'll have Cass there, so it will make certain things easier. As for the rest... I'll just have to deal with it as it comes." Nothing about this was going to be easy. More pounding came from the trapdoor. "I'm so tempted to just stay up here longer every time he does that."

"You said you didn't want Sabine killing anyone today, remember?" Luka sounded far too amused.

"I suppose." She trudged over to the door before unlocking it and flinging it open. Bruce was there, ready to knock again. "You are a guest in this house and you're being extremely rude." Her tone was colder than she'd intended and he looked a bit stunned by it. She closed the door again, taking a deep breath. The stress must be getting to her more than she thought. Kagami came over to wrap her in a hug. You wouldn't know it by her attitude most of the time, but Kagami gave the best hugs.

"Everything will be alright, Daarin." The endearment calmed her down more than anything. Given how strict her mother was, Kagami didn't use them, especially not ones that weren't traditional, except with the two of them. She still wasn't comfortable using them when anyone else was around to hear. They'd told her it wasn't necessary, but she seemed determined for some reason. "You know I'm ready to impale anyone who upsets you." She huffed out a laugh.

"Love you too." Kagami tensed for a moment before relaxing. She still wasn't used to hearing that, and hadn't said it to Mari or Luka yet, but they knew. Kagami preferred actions to words, and she showed them constantly how she felt. "Alright, I suppose I'm ready to face the music." Luka rolled his eyes. He really didn't like that saying. 

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[drchenquill]

Find The Lines~

Thank you @kaylinalexanderbooks and @sableglass for the tag!

My lines are: a line about a vehicle, a line about an animal, a line about a drink, a line that is shouted, a line that includes a lie, A line about water, a line about laughter, a line about books, a line about wood

Your lines are: A line about forgetting, a line about misunderstanding, a line about flowers, a line about happiness.

Vehicle

I didn't know if I didn't like that idea, or if I just hated it. One of the things I never wanted to do in my life was to have to take care of a case with the devil himself. But I couldn't complain, I was just the hound dog. He led us to a black car that was a little bigger than the patrol cars.

He opened the side door and growled, "Get in." We got in and I had to hold my nose. It smelled terrible in there. I smelled old blood, lots of sweat, but also fear, way too much fear. I also smelled what happened when someone was too scared. We sat in silence and waited for the car to take us wherever we needed to go. We were completely separated from the driver and enveloped in darkness. I sat back, when I heard the purr of the engine, I sighed loudly.

Animal

Animals and I just don't get along, I've tried time and time again and all I've ever gotten in return is bites. On the other hand, every animal he meets loves Brutus, maybe it's his calm attitude, I don't know.

One thing is for sure, Biting Betsy likes him and that sheep is the devil on earth. She's adored Brutus since day one, even eats out of his hand. The only feeling she has for me, on the other hand, is 'Come any closer and I'll bite your butt off', every time.

Drink

They asked us to come closer and gave all three of us, since Mattias had decided to stay with us, a cup with a strong smelling liquid in it.

"Since our guests of honor have arrived, let's celebrate," her father said loudly, and everyone cheered. I took a sip and felt it burn down my throat. I decided not to drink any more.

Shouting

Daisy could hardly answer as he continued to speak. "You've got the whole village in an uproar. Are you even aware of the consequences of your little escapade?" No, she wasn't. She also didn't know why Lukas was now storming towards her, glowing eyes and the suffocating smell of Alpha bringing her to her knees.

"Daisy!"

He yelled her name through the street and she froze. Jacob stood in front of her, she caught a glimpse of Joshua hurrying after his angry brother, followed by a grumpy Sheila. Oh, Daisy had messed up.

Lie

"I'm terribly sorry, Paul," I apologized. "I'll meet him tomorrow, I promise," I said confidently. I shouldn't refuse, after all he took the time to meet me, I should be grateful. You're really good at lying to yourself. I shook my head and smiled at him.

"Something on your mind, Elias?" I smiled even wider than before and spoke: "No, definitely not." An actor is something you shouldn't aspire to be. "Elias, if you want to talk about-" "I'm fine," I said with a serious tone and he gave up.

Water

My gaze then wandered to the small lake in front of us. The water glistened under the sun. The wind had died down, so the water was calm.

Laughter

His cheeks puffed out slightly, as if he was trying to stifle a laugh, but then he burst out laughing. He threw his head back and laughed so loudly that it almost drowned out the rain outside.

Books

The library was beautiful, so many books I had never seen before. I ran my finger down the spine of every book until I landed on one that really interested me. It was about magic, a genre that had always fascinated me.

No line about wood sadly...

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Tagging with no pressure @the-letterbox-archives , @thecomfywriter , @katenewmanwrites , @finickyfelix , @the-golden-comet open tag~

[duskys-dreams]

I was replaying Minecraft story mode. It was supposed to be episode seven, but things were a little… different.

The team and I went in the manor, finding LDShadowLady, DanTDM, and StampyCat. I knew we were supposed to be finding Cassie Rose, so I led everyone around, trying to find her.

We came into the room that would later be the one that Lukas was tricked by the white pumpkin. Knowing the secret, I immediately punched the picture frame, revealing a startled Cassie Rose.

We chased her through the secret tunnels, eventually landing in a large room that had a river. Cassie Rose did a villainous monologue, and Petra stayed right by my side, protecting me.

Outside the game, I thought to myself about how I’ve always been exposed to Jesskas in the fandom, but this was why I loved the Jesstra ship. They aren’t as lovey-dovey, but they still care deeply about each other and would defend the other with their life.

I paused the game and wrote down a ship dynamic thing like the one I saw on Tumblr, about the smart popular girl and the brooding tough girl. I think I wrote it with a blue SmartBoard marker, because it was really hard to write down neatly.

I came back to the game. Cassie Rose kept going on her spiel about how she was greater than all of us and was going to trap us all here while she went to freedom. She was cut off by a skeleton standing in the river that shot her in the face.

Lukas pulled off his elaborate skeleton costume and yelled at us to run. We ran outside, and saw a second huge dark oak wood manor floating in front of the one we just came out of. It was on a one-block-thick plain about three blocks off the ground, and it was incredibly tall.

Lukas and Petra stayed back to guard while I explored the place with Dan, Lizzie, and Stampy.

We went down a winding spire, and Lizzie shrugged and told us that there clearly wasn’t anything here, and we should go back. Stampy agreed, as the entire manor was giving him the creeps. I wasn’t having it though, and I broke the north wall, revealing a secret office room with the Warden sitting at a desk, waiting for us. We all tackled him.

He surrendered immediately, and I broke the wall behind him, revealing a huge room with a giant unfinished nether portal. It had iron bars framing where each block should go. I suddenly remembered seeing a strange enclosed room outside when we were entering the manor, this must’ve been it.

Dan, Lizzie, and Stampy told me to finish the portal. I was in creative mode now, and tried to add obsidian to the unfinished parts. Something told me this wasn’t right.

The Warden was calling out the word “blue” repeatedly, and I eventually came over to ask what that was all about. He just told me “blue” again, and I stared at him. He sighed and told me to use warped tree logs. I finally realized that this was a puzzle, and went back to work, but not before placing polished andesite all around the hole that led to the portal room. I didn’t want the Warden jumping in and ruining everything.

The obsidian I had placed changed to warped planks once I held it in my hands. I kept placing, then decided that polished andesite wasn’t enough, replacing it with obsidian. The Warden said “yup,” as I replaced it, understanding my caution. I thought for a second, then placed bedrock outside the obsidian to make extra sure he couldn’t break out. He said, “yup, thanks for that.” Then I finally went back to placing.

I had worked my way to the other side of the portal before I heard blocks breaking behind me. Then, the Warden zoomed into my line of sight and swung three times at me, killing me instantly.

I respawned outside with Lukas and Petra, who asked me what happened. I told them that the Warden killed me, which was weird because I was in creative mode. This wasn’t how the game was supposed to go.

Since Cassie Rose had messed with the plotline, I decided that I would, too. I donned my elytra, along with Petra, and we flew behind the original manor. Right behind it, the world ended, and there was a layer of oak planks one block beneath it, barely enough for us to squeeze through.

Petra and I flew back through it and found the spot where the climax of the story was supposed to happen, the pit filled with Endermites. There was a large hole in the wooden planks, lined by red nether bricks, that went down to the room where Cassie Rose kept the real flint and steel. Petra and I agreed to come back later and take it, then storm the floating manor.

We went back and explained the plan to everyone, everyone being Dan, Lizzie, Stampy, Lukas, and about a hundred random people that were in the original manor, apparently. Everyone was on board, and we gathered our weapons.

I went back and stole the flint and steel as everyone else marched outside to confront Cassie, who was floating in front of her manor. Apparently she had admin powers now. She laughed at us and flew inside, and we chased her.

In the floating manor’s ginormous living room, Cassie’s own army waited for us. We clashed.

I had an unenchanted netherite sword, and it took three swings to kill a person. That wasn’t very good, considering how almost everyone else had more powerful weapons. Even so, I held my own, killing Cassie’s soldiers left and right.

I found a person that had a stiff wrist, but a sword that looked like an enchanted gold katana. I killed him, then took his sword. It was enchanted with Wrist II, which assisted with the user’s wristwork. Even with this enchantment, the other guy was not very good at moving his sword.

I attacked a nearby soldier in full plated armour, and the sword cut through it like a hot knife through butter. They dropped immediately.

I clashed swords with another person, and their sword became horribly dented after hitting mine. I struck their sword again, bending it further, and then killed them.

My army was doing well. We were steadily gaining the upper hand. Then, I spotted Petra, cornered by four people. Technically three, as the fourth one was unarmed and a few feet behind their comrades, gloating. I killed the one in the back, and that brought everyone’s attention to me. I gestured for Petra to run, and she did.

One of the fighters, who resembled something of a small giant, started stomping, causing sonic damage. I mimicked him, jumping in sync with my more powerful sonic attack. This killed the other nearby enemies, and eventually the giant.

The battle came to a standstill, and I met with Luna from My Little Pony at the kitchen table. She told me that we were losing and we needed help, and she knew where to find it.

She took out some sort of kit and explained that she would call the creatures that little ponies feared. The horrible creatures from folktales, like Discord and a harpy. She started singing Confrontation of Jekyll and Hyde, and they started gathering in the kit. I noticed that they all looked like plastic toys, and a good chunk of them resembled my dragon figurines. I pointed this out to Luna, but she didn’t seem to care.

More and more toys started to appear, and I noticed two Discords who were identical, except for the shape of their eyes. I knew that his right eye was red and his left was yellow, but it was harder to see on one of them. Less so on the other, and his eyes looked more angry.

Eventually, I got impatient and grabbed one of the toys, a harpy, and threw it across the room. Everyone had found a hiding spot by now, terrified of what Luna was summoning. Once it hit the ground, the harpy came to life, and attacked our enemies. I tossed another toy, the Discord with the angry eyes. He came to life, growing larger and ready to kill.

I looked back at Luna and told her that I didn’t think we needed this many, there were barely any enemies left. She couldn’t stop at this point, and I even noticed Nightmare Moon in the pile. I wasn’t expecting Luna to want to summon her of all people.

[maribatz-2k]

Day 1: Strange

Max and Kim had the best idea. Which is odd with these two to formulate this kind of idea. Usually it's Nathaniel and Marc who does this kind of thing but here goes nothing.

Confused? Here lets explain. Summer after the most boring freshman year of highschool, Max was sitting at home reading over comic books with Markov instead of programming his latest invention. Well Kim had visited that afternoon and stared at the piles of comics on Max's table. After a couple pondering on what do while his friend just read, Kim decided to join him. Another hour and the pile now relocated to the side of the couch the boys looked bored. Kim looked to Max and then at the comics and back to Max.

"I got it!" He exclaimed.

"Got what?" Max asked, adjusting his glasses confused.

"We need Nathaniel and Marc for this! Oh and Mari and Adrian and Alya and..."

"Get on with it." Max cut him off glaring at him.

"Okay! So hear me out. We go outside dressed up as these comic characters we were just reading about and do a spoof video on them!" Kim stood up excited with his smart plan.

"And why?" Max asked.

"Because! We're so bored! And there isn't anymore comics to read. Plus! I'm sure Marinette would have so much fun also doing the costumes. And! Since ours friends have been separate all summer and will be back next month it be so much fun!" Max thought this over before nodding.

"Alright let's do it! I'll text everyone and see what happens." Kim threw his fist in the air in victory as Max sent a group text to his friends, instantly receiving a screen full of "Hell yeah!" It was set and stone and everyone video chatted the details.

A month later, everyone was at the park setting up the camera, sound system, and a dressing area (courtesy of Mari). Everyone took turns changing into their respective costumes, even mari was dressed up. Everyone stood to around the video camera preparing for the Nino to shout action and Alya made sure to get a group and individual photos.

"Alright everyone! It's time to get ready!" Nino shouted and everyone moved to their designated locations. "And Action." Alya, dressed up as BatWoman, moved into the center followed by Alix who's dressed up as Flash. Alix ran circles around Alya before she stuck her foot out and tripped Flash with a hefty chuckle.

Everyone stepped forward forming two groups for a fight scene. Flash had Wonder Woman, Superman, Batman, Robin, Aquaman, and Cyborg, where Batwoman had Harley Quinn, Poison Ivy, Black Canary, Starfire, Raven, and Night Wing. The teams were not exactly the same, but oddly enough, it fit according to Max and Nathaniel. As the scene played out and they recorded their fight scene three times (due to people laughing too much), Marc called it for lunch. No one wanted to change so they all just spend the day in their costumes. Marc and Nathaniel were the Riddler and Scarecrow as Nino dressed into his costume the butler of Bruce Wayne. Nino continued to keep his camera rolling as they walked around. Each person went off and did their own crazy things on their way to get food.

Mari walked with Adrien watching everyone goof off and enjoy themselves. Chloe and Sabrina holding hands talking about their vacation, Zoé hung with Luka talking, and Rose was gushing over Juleka's figure in the purple leotard and gold belt. Myléne and Ivan watched as Alix, Kim, and Alya jumped around on anything they could see and run around. Mari was thankful of her friends to have invited her and spend the nice warm day together. Or at least it was, until for some reason the sky was no longer blue but covered in puffy grey clouds and she was no longer standing on the sidewalk but on the roof of a very high building.

"What the hell?"

"Ah not again!" Two loud voices yelled from behind her making her jump out of fright. She turned around to see another teenager dressed just like her completely identical to her costume. That's eerie. The kid stepped forward with an irritated scowl arms crossed over his chest. The man next to him was just an inch or two smaller in width, clad in black and red a black utility belt. With two gold belts crossed and clicked together by a gold circle buckle or button and what looks like...feathers? For a cape. They both worse domino masks that completely covered the eyes.

"Who are you?" The copy cat asked her in a demanding tone. Marinette scowled at the question and crossed her arms in return.

"N'est-ce pas évident. Je suis Robin. Et tu sembles être un fan aussi d'après tes vêtements." She waves her hand at him raising a brow her mask moving with. "C'est pas mal quand même. Celui qui a conçu votre costume est exquis. Ils ont définitivement un bon œil." She stepped forward and moving around the teen inspecting his suit. Lifting the cape to take in the martials. Displeased he ripped the fabric away and practically hissed at her.

"Don't touch me." Robin growled out. Red Robin just watched the interaction curiously as he opened his comms to report in. Without warning, Batman landed down and walked up behind Red with Red Hood freezing up to see a smaller copy of Robin. The kid had short obviously gelled slick raven hair and well, boobs. Batman took a step forward kicking a piece of concrete grabbing both attention of the Robins.

"Ah bon Adrien tu es là!" The female copy said making Hood laughing suddenly. Night wing appeared in the other side of the building with BatWoman completely lost in the sight. The copy turns to look at the new people exclaiming. "Whoa Luka et Alya sont là aussi! Dieu merci, je ne suis pas seul dans cet endroit bizarre." The female let out a sigh of relief. Hood coughs coming back to earth from his fit and took control of the scene.

"Hey little miss. I'm sorry but we do not understand what you are saying." Hood said kneeling down more to her height. Unaware he just sinned.

Marinette looked at the man in the helmet trying understand what he said then realized he spoke English. But then he did the unthinkable. He lowered his 6'2" giant self down to her level making her feel smaller than she was. She pushed him with as much force she could muster and growled watching him fall over onto his ass.

"Don't treat me like a kid you over grown giant! I'm seventeen and average height!" Her french accent apparent. Red Robin (she remembered finally!) and the ones she assumed were Luka and Alya laughed at Hood for "falling." "I'm sorry, from this moment, I assume that I am not back in Paris am I?" She finally asked. Batman shook his head.

"No, you are in Gotham." The copy cat Robin says. After a couple blinks she speaks.

"It's real?!" She moves over to the edge of the building and looks down taking in the sites. "oh merde..." Mari's hands came to cover her face before dragging them down taking her eyes and lips with her.

"Yes Gotham is real, why wouldn't it be?" The real Robin states. With a heavy sigh, Marinette turns around and removes her domino mask to answer.

"Because you guys are in a comic book or books and on TV." She says, deadpanning. This time they blinked.

"Welp, this is strange.." Red Robin said.

@maribatserver

[caxycreations]

Tylvinian Tales: Side Stories - The Sergal

David sat down next to the large sergal he'd come to know as Luka. He was always extremely polite, and David had gotten used to their daily talks. He would spend his breaks sitting with the odd male, talking and sometimes simply sitting together. There was a peaceful air about him, and the gentle giant often listened to David's stories about work with more than simple interest, but genuine concern and curiosity. Today was no different, with David regailing him with tales of what was going on behind the counter.

"Jonas is being a dick again, as usu-"

"Language, David."

"A jerk again, as usual. He hasn't been rude to me since Ryder talked to him-"

"You mean scared the life out of him. You forget I was here that day. Many do, I am like the wallpaper in this place, most are so used to me they do not notice me sitting here. Your beloved was a sight to behold, not even as large as me and yet many times as strong!"

"Haha, yeah..He's something alright. That strength is scary, but it drives me wild to see him use it. Anyways, Jonas hasn't done anything to me since then, but he's making such rude comments about the things that are and aren't getting done. He yelled at Lana for not having the grill cleaned...We don't ever clean it until closing time."

"So he is being rude for the sake of being rude?"

"I think Kaleb got onto him again and it's got him riled up."

Luka took a sip of his tea, and David did the same.

"He's been treating everyone so badly lately...I can't stand him but...it makes me worry. What if he's going through something and just needs help?"

"I think if he needed help he would be sad, not rude."

"Well...It isn't always that simple. Do you think I should talk to him?"

"I think you should do what you think is right. Look at it like...The people out there. The lady standing by the crosswalk there. She does not seem to be hurting, or angry, or stressed. And yet you know she must be. Does she have children to worry about? A lover to confide in? A job to stress over? You know she has problems, yes? But do you go out to every person asking if you can help them?"

David sat back, thinking carefully before answering.

"No, because...it's not my place to. It's not my job to watch out for everyone else."

"Then why do you care if Jonas is hurting?"

"Because...It's the right thing to do."

"So why is it not the right thing to do to ask that lady?"

"I...I don't know."

"Because she has not asked for help. Of course you can ask her! And there is nothing wrong with it! Nothing stopping you! But you cannot help one who doesn't want it. It is like the children at my school. You can offer them all the help you have to give. And they will tell you no until they think they need to ask."

"So you think I shouldn't offer?"

"I think you should let him know it is safe to ask."

David smiled at the larger male, standing up and leaning over to kiss him on the cheek.

"You're really smart, Luka."

"Ha! You are the first to say it. I am not smart. I do not understand many things. You got lucky, this is one thing I know well."

David looked out at the people roaming outside one last time before looking back to Luka.

"You're smart to me. Have a good one, big guy. I'm on tables today again so if you need me, just call out."

"I will do that, David. Do not overwork!"

"I'll try."

With that, the cat turned and skipped back to his station, a new perspective on things in mind.

[ambrosiaswhispers]

When I tell you I'm a writer who needs to finish a novella, a anthology entery, and a novel before mid-September, but this idea has me in a chokehold! Like I started re-watching ER for background while editing and now my brain is like THEM! THIS!

I can't with my own weird brain.

Cause I can "see" it.

*Luka's intro being similar to Eddie in 911, where we don't meet Marco until like the 3rd episode because Luka's not sure he's gonna stay in Chicago (at County). It would be like this big reveal like another kid gets hurt in Marco's class and he wants to be like his dad, so he refuses to leave his new friend's side.

*Marco thinking Abby's funny and pretty. Telling Luka in Croatian that she's in awesome in front of her because she won't understand. Luka embarrassed.

*He's too young for flirting, but he thinks Rachel Greene is pretty, so he awkwardly flirts, but she thinks he's cute in a little kid way. Mark is not having it. Lol.

*Being way too casual about telling everyone Luka is single and his mom's in heaven, cause Marco sees his dad is lonely.

*A bully picks on Marco for Jasna being dead and he gets in a fight. Luka goes to get him at school and the bully's dad tells Luka to "Not let his kid be such a whimp" promptly causing a 2nd fight. Abby's the first number saved in Luka's phone because the letter "a" and she comes and bails him out when Marco calls.

*Abby watches Marco one night and gets him addicted to pork rinds. Luka is horrified. Lol

*Marco calls Romono some obscene thing in Croatian because he was mean to Abby. Luka then has to then A) correct his son to never say that again [making a mental note to yell at his father or brother for teaching him said phrase] B) look casual thru lying this teeth about the translation so Robert doesn't get angrier C) not beam with pride at his son for standing up for Abby [but still don't say that again]

*It's a nightmare trying to keep childcare because the nannies/babysitters keep flirting with/coming onto Luka. It becomes a running gag.

*Abby finds out Luka's been celibate since his wife died and nearly chokes to death on a pop tart. He won't tell her anything personal when they eat after that.

*Marco spends Christmas at County the first year they are in Chicago. Everyone takes turns keeping him company telling him about Christmas traditions and watching movies with him in the lounge. Kid is half asleep so Luka's carrying him out, when he ends up under the mistletoe with Abby. Marco murmurs about how they need to kiss. Luka's mortified. Abby kisses Luka's cheek than wishes them both a Merry Christmas.

*Marco goes missing during the Valentine's Day incident and Luka loses him GD mind until they find him in a examine room. Marco didn't see the murders but saw a guy with a knife and immediately hid. Kerry's the one who finds him. She starts to cry because it's finally a good thing that happened after all the horror and he's comforting her when Luka finds them.

*Marco and Abby will call the sacred game "soccer" to rile Luka up.

*Abby always has pork rinds and black licorice on her to share with Marco

*When Luka and Abby's first date happens Marco starts repeating all the things he's learned about dating from American TV. The TV is locked away for almost two weeks.

*When Luka and Marco go to Croatia to visit they both write Abby letters. It's Marco's idea. But that's how Luka finally expresses to Abby how he feels about her.

And like a million a million other things. My brain now sounds/ feels like a beehive.

I too am somewhat inebriated and have the Big Sad because all I just rewatched the ER ep with luka's flashback to the day his family died and like ;_; marko's crib D: so now my head's spinning with an AU where marko lived and so luka's life and story in chicago is of course wildly different but god imagine it

I AM IMAGINING IT, OH MY GOD. Like, Marko was fine, so Luka still Suffered™ trying to save Danijela and Jasna, but the guilt and flashbacks would be slightly less intense.

But then he’d meet Abby and they were SO immediately into each other, but it would be more complicated, because he has a kid. She’d still be interested, but I don’t know if she’d have gone for him as readily just then. He wouldn’t have had his tragic meltdown though. I think they’d have found their way to each other, it just would have been slower. Maybe she’d have dated Carter first? Idk. 

BUT THE TRAGEDY. THE DRAMA™

[lou-lj]

The misunderstanding

Max Mayfield x fem reader

Summary: she thinks you like Will but it’s obvious that you’ve fallen for the sarcastic red head

Max Mayfield, she was clever, funny and effortlessly beautiful. You stood next to Wills locker watching as the red head entered the halls. “You’re staring.” He commented, by now he was used to it. Being your best friend and always being around you also meant that he had to deal with you crushes. And you’ve had a crush on her since day one. Even tho you only told him about your crush everyone could see it. In the way your ears got red, when she complimented your outfit, or how you always listened to her and being on her side, or how it seamed as if you always tried to be near her, making eye contact or accidentally touched her hand or shoulder.

But of course, to the anguish of everyone else, she was oblivious of what you felt for her.

Yes she likes you, more than a friend too but she thought you had a thing for Will, so she stayed away.

It was supposed to be a normal Friday afternoon at mikes place just like ever other but once again you and your friends where trapped in the up side down, y’all were running from another deadly swarm of monsters which where right behind you. “We have to part, they’ll lose us if we go in separate directions.” Nancy yelled “Sounds like a deadly and dumb plan, but maybe it’s our only chance.” Dustin shortly replied.

So you split up into groups of two. Robin and Steve, Nancy and Jonathan, Mike and Eleven and Will and Lukas went with Dustin. That lead you to go with Max.

You took her hand and went the right path running through the woods trying to get away from the danger, as far and fast as possible.

Your lungs where getting sore, it got harder to keep yourself going and the noise got less so you decided to stop and catch your breath.

“I shouldn’t have skipped EP class that often, I have no stamina.” She chuckled at your comment, while catching her breath. “I’m glad your here with me, don’t wanna die alone and to be honest your my favorite of them all.” She said in a quiet voice starring at the ground. “We won’t die here, I’ll make sure of that.” You gave her hand a light squeeze to reassure her once again. “Yeah but, if we do I’ll have to tell you something,”

before she could finish her sentence Dustin, Lukas and Will found you two, Will directly hugging you “Are you two okay?” You nodded and then followed the boys to the portal back to the other side. Luckily y’all where the last ones to get there, so you didn’t have to search for anyone.

Back in the normal world, you drove your bikes back to everyone’s house. Max and you where the last ones to be together, living quiet outside of the main city. Stopping at her place first, you stood next to her in silence for a second.

“Hey Max, what did you want to say earlier?” She shot you a paniced glance “What? Nothing important! I just thought that .. but no you like Will, and that’s, that’s fine really I understand most girls like boys it’s alright.” She rambled, while fiddling with her hands. A smile made its way onto your face. “Max Mayfield,” she now looked back at you stopping her rant, “I am so entirely gay for you!” You said before crushing your lips onto hers.

[miraculouscontent]

Luka stepped back from the ladder as Ladybug dropped down from the manhole cover. He noted her typical Ladybug bodysuit and guessed that she'd probably recharged on her way back to see him.

"Sorry that I had to leave you here," she said, looking genuinely guilty about it. "I should've taken your miraculous so you could go, but with everything going on—"

He raised a hand, smiling to reassure her. "It's okay, really. I'm just glad everything's alright now."

He meant it. He hadn't known what to make of the assault on his senses when Sass had apparently used Second Chance all on his own, but all he could feel now was a sense of relief that everything had been fixable.

Ladybug smiled back, just as relieved as him. "Me too."

She extended her hand, allowing them to get back to where they were before she left. He took the silver bangle off his wrist, reaching out to drop it into her palm.

Then, at the last second, a hand shot out and grabbed her wrist. He looked up, a feeling of deja vu hitting him as he saw the person who'd been scolding Ladybug earlier standing there. Luka caught himself glaring at him, though it wasn't as if a poker face would've mattered anyway since the guy seemed almost oblivious to his presence.

"Grand Master Su-Han?" Ladybug gasped in alarm.

Ah, so that was his name. If she'd said it last time, Luka hadn't cared to remember.

"What happened!?" Su-Han asked in alarm. "Who permitted Sass to use Second Chance!?"

"I don't know!" she replied, throwing her arms out in an anxious shrug. "All Sass said is that he saw a picture of the time we set and he had to go back!"

"A kwami using their power on their own isn't something to be taken lightly!" he retorted, pointing a finger at her accusingly. "And if we wanted to prevent whatever happened, then we need to know why."

The demand was obviously unreasonable, as none of them could see the future, or rather the past future in this case. Just like before, Su-Han may have had a good point somewhere, but his way of going about it was blaming Ladybug for everything.

Luka would be lying if he said he wasn't unfairly upset with Adrien for not showing up. It'd been bad enough having to watch Su-Han yell at Ladybug before, but now he was seeing it again, with Chat's lack of arrival as the starting cause of Su-Han's concern.

"I—" Ladybug halted before she could say anything else, seeming hesitant to argue with him. Her fingers twitched in her temptation, but curled into fists as she hung her head in defeat. "...You're right, but what could've caused it?"

She rubbed her chin in thought, and Luka tried to think himself in an effort to help. After all, he was her snake, and it was a snake's job to learn and see through possibilities. This was a step up from his usual, but he agreed with Ladybug that it would be helpful to have a guess on what happened.

"Sass using Second Chance stopped us from going through with our plan, so it could've had something to do with that," Ladybug guessed. "We just don't know what about it made everything go so wrong."

It was a logical enough conclusion; with everyone being superheroes, it seemed only natural that they were the ones who had impact great enough to cause any problems. At the same time though, Luka watched as Ladybug's shoulders tensed, the brows of her mask furrowing when she bit down on her bottom lip.

He could see it in her shrunken pupils. She was going to blame herself, and there was no way Su-Han would take it lightly given how he was still angry with her even after she'd saved the day twice now. Luka mentally debated with himself, knowing his time to act was limited just going off of her shifting lips and the regret taking over her expression.

Thus, when she looked up at Su-Han and opened her mouth to speak, he made sure to speak first.

"It was my fault."

The utter confusion on Ladybug's face would've been comical had things not been so serious, her eyes wide and her mouth still open. Su-Han, meanwhile, had finally acknowledged his presence, albeit with skepticism.

Luka hesitated, looking back and forth between the two in front of him. He didn't know what consequences his actions would bring, but shielding Ladybug from unnecessary blame was his priority. He only felt bad given what he knew about her relationship to "Chat Noir."

"Ladybug wanted to use this chance so I could know Chat's identity, but she didn't have to. I..." He averted his gaze. "I already know it, and Ladybug's too."

"You what!?" Su-Han and Ladybug asked, giving each other brief glances when they realized that they'd spoken in unison.

Before Su-Han could assume anything about Ladybug's role, Luka stepped forward to insist, "It wasn't Ladybug's fault either. She didn't do anything wrong."

Su-Han squinted at him, suspicious. "Then it was you? A snake holder who uses his powers selfishly is—"

Luka shook his head. "It wasn't me. I would never want to betray Ladybug's trust. I know how important it is for her to keep her identity as secret as she can. I didn't tell her when I saw their identities, but I protected them as best as I could."

Out of the corner of his vision, Ladybug's gaze softened.

"Then what happened?" Su-Han demanded, clearly dissatisfied with the information that was blatantly being left out.

"It was Wishmaker. He was an akuma who made anyone's childhood dream come to life. Ladybug came to get my help as Viperion, but while she was figuring out her Lucky Charm, Chat Noir..." He paused, but there really was no nicer way to say it than, "he let himself get hit."

"The cat holder," Su-Han muttered in disbelief. Really, it was almost a hiss, and Luka could only guess as to how much had flown under the man's radar.

"I don't know why he did it. When I tried to hurry and deflect the shot, Ladybug ended up getting hit, and when I went back to tell Chat to duck instead, he didn't listen."

Suddenly, Ladybug's voice piped up. "Childhood dream..."

Luka, as well as Su-Han, looked back at her. She seemed troubled by the thoughts going through her head just as much as the revelations he'd dropped.

"Chat made fun of me for my childhood dream. I tried to do it back to him, but he got upset and said that he couldn't remember," she explained.

Su-Han was twitching in place, almost reminiscent of boiling lava in a volcano. "Do you mean to say that Chat Noir put his identity at risk so that he could learn about a meaningless fantasy!?"

Ladybug made an attempt to respond, but nothing came out. She was completely speechless from the overload of information, her eyes darting back and forth as she processed it all. In the end, she never even answered Su-Han's question, her gaze locking with Luka's instead as she asked, "Why didn't you tell me?"

Luka felt the guilt gnawing at him further. It wasn't as if he wanted to keep any secrets from her; if he could have it his way, he would've told her everything on his mind, or had a relationship where they could tell each other anything with no concerns.

"I—I'm sorry," he said, knowing that even his reasoning didn't act as an excuse. Though he hesitated to say more given the additional bomb he'd be dropping, both Su-Han and Ladybug were looking at him for answers.

Sighing, he relented, "I was worried something might happen to him if I told the truth. You always try so hard to get his attention as Marinette and I didn't want to take that away from you, even if you didn't know it was him."

Her lips parted at that, her expression remaining blank for a long, painful moment before everything seemed to click. She inhaled sharply, a hand going up to her mouth in realization. "No!"

"What is it?" Su-Han asked, frustrated to be left out of what had been implied but not said. "Who is he?"

Luka looked up at him. "Adrien Agreste."

"Adrien—" Su-Han became rigid - even more rigid than before - and brought a hand up to rub at the various creases in his forehead courtesy of his outrage. "You mean the boy whose face is all over Paris? That boy?"

Ladybug replied quietly, albeit still in a state of shock, "Yes..."

Su-Han glanced at her, then out at nothing in particular. "I was right. Wang Fu is a fool, and the Order of the Guardians will certainly be putting in measures to prevent such people from becoming guardians in the future." Su-Han paced about in the limited space in utter disbelief. "To not only give the miraculous to a child, but one who the entire public knows about. I may have been gone for over a century but time has changed little about how our holders are decided. To take such a risk and give a miraculous to a famous boy with a schedule that puts him all over Paris is absurd, and the fact that I know of him says as much. We are all lucky that he hasn't been found out." He tossed a glance Luka's way. "At least by anyone else. Perhaps it was best that he never arrived to battle, else he be seen by someone on his way out."

Luka couldn't say anything, only watch as Su-Han turned away in a mixture of anger and contemplation. Ladybug looked small by comparison, hunched over and fiddling with her fingers.

"It's—" she spoke up, floundering for words. "His schedule isn't his fault? He's struggling at home, and—"

Su-Han spun around to face her, so fast that she and Luka flinched. "Struggling? Struggling?!" He approached her. "We do not give this kind of power to weak-minded, struggling individuals! As the new guardian, he is meant to report to you about his failings, yet you were completely unaware of all of this!" He grit his teeth, his right hand coming up and tightening into a fist. "Imagine what else you don't know about? With actions like that, you cannot trust him to have integrity, and whether it's due to his schedule or his own childish whims, a demolished city rife with dead bodies will only know that he failed to be there!"

Something about his words made Ladybug tighten up, her eyes shutting and her hands slamming against them as if she was remembering something horribly unpleasant. Luka hurried to her side, his hands hovering over her shoulders but unsure of what comfort she needed.

He couldn't tell if Su-Han felt bad for what he'd said to her or had merely gotten his anger out, but he didn't yell anymore and his posture returned back to normal.

"...I'm taking the boy's miraculous. What we do with it afterwards can be discussed later, but it will certainly be better than what we have now."

Ladybug didn't answer, her breathing shaky and too quick for Luka's comfort. He willed himself to bring his hands down, feeling her flinch at first but slowly relax against him. He squeezed the shoulder opposite of him, rubbing along it with his thumb.

Then, without gracing Su-Han with so much as a look, he demanded, "Apologize to Marinette."

Su-Han, who'd been about to hop away, froze in place and glanced over his shoulder. "What was that?"

Ladybug jolted up, lowering her hands to look at Luka with her eyes wide in alarm. "L-luka!"

But Luka remained firm, not caring about any potential consequences. He separated himself from her to show that she had nothing to do with his call, then stepped forward to face Su-Han himself.

"I don't know anything about this besides what I've heard you two talk about," he admitted, "but I know that Marinette has been alone for a long time; stressed for a long time. You coming here now, showing up when she's still on the job, tells me more than enough about the song you've been playing." He watched Su-Han's expression carefully, noting that he wasn't responding despite how tense he was. "You haven't been here. If this Fu person picked Adrien, it's not fair to blame Marinette for a decision someone else made. If you didn't have faith in her, you could've taken her miraculous too, but you didn't because she's been doing better than anyone else you have."

It was a bold claim, but he stuck to it with a look that dared Su-Han to challenge him. With the limited knowledge he could gather about the miraculouses, he knew that adults didn't have timers, meaning that Marinette would have to far exceed Su-Han's expectations in order to not be replaced by an adult. As much as Luka didn't care for the attitude Su-Han took with Marinette, he didn't doubt that the man was dedicated to Paris' safety; the problem was who he was choosing to take out his frustrations on.

Su-Han stood in place, staring Luka down as if it were a mental battle of wills. "You have quite the nerve to make such a claim for something you know so little about."

"I believe in Marinette," Luka said, as if it were the simplest thing in the world. "Even if she wasn't the guardian - even if she wasn't Ladybug - she has talent just the way she is, no matter what you think. She can learn any instrument with time even if she doesn't need them to sound great."

He had a feeling that his music metaphors were wasted on Su-Han, yet the look he got in return for them wasn't one of confusion. It was more like one of deep thought, Su-Han taking more of a pause than before at his statement.

"...Loyalty," he spoke suddenly.

Luka blinked, becoming the confused one himself. "What?"

Su-Han exhaled through his nose, lowering his head to him. "A necessary trait for a guardian's chosen, but simply for a friend? Perhaps I still have more to learn about these relationships in the modern era."

And with that, he stepped around Luka, unofficially dismissing the conversation as "over." He then went to stand in front of Ladybug, the two meeting gazes for so long that one might think they were telepathic. Ladybug had eased from his prior yelling, though unsure of where to take their discussion.

"Your chosen—" Su-Han paused. "Your friend is right. I haven't been here," he agreed, finally. "I've been listing rules you know nothing about and failing to explain why they exist. You are indeed competent as a guardian and ladybug holder, but we've already seen where Fu had brought himself without any guidance in his life. I worry about this city - about the miraculouses in Shadow Moth's hands - and I've been taking it out on you." It clearly pained him, but he nevertheless bowed to her and said, "My actions have been little more than sightseeing. Competent or not, you're still a child, and I apologize for not giving you any guidance."

"O-oh." Ladybug was dazed at first, then stiffened and rubbed the back of her neck. "Oh, it—no, I'm... it's not really..." She pressed her lips together, showing a mix of awkwardness and embarrassment at Su-Han behaving in such a way to her. Dumbstruck for a more proper response, she could only squeak out, "Thank you?"

The atmosphere didn't phase Su-Han - perhaps he didn't even sense it - as he immediately turned away to head back off in the direction he came. Luka didn't make any comment this time, focusing wholly on Ladybug.

"Do you want me to go after him?"

"Huh?"

Luka clarified, "He's taking Adrien's miraculous. I still have the snake if you...?"

Her gaze was slowly drifting from him, Luka following it to see Su-Han still hopping away. Even though Ladybug's eyes seemed distant and unfocused, he knew she was aware enough to understand what was happening.

They watched as Su-Han turned the corner, leaving him completely out of their sight. Only then did Ladybug truly breathe, shaking her head as she insisted, "Let him go."

She was certain. There was no doubt there and not enough of a pause to imply hesitation. She meant it.

"Grand Master Su-Han is... difficult," she admitted. "But he's right. Adrien... he shouldn't have a miraculous. He's too busy, and the world's always watching him. Even with Chat, he knows I'm the guardian, but I don't know any more than I did before. I might not be experienced - Su-Han even said that miraculous holders aren't supposed to be guardians in the first place - but I know I'd be putting Chat over Paris if I kept trusting him when he doesn't deserve it, and I don't want that."

"Are you okay?" Luka asked. When she looked at him, he gestured around them and explained, "All of this is beyond what I know how to play, but it couldn't be more important to me than how you feel. If I'd just told you what I knew after we fought Wishmaker, this wouldn't have happened, or maybe you would've at least had more time to think it over before Su-Han showed up." He lowered his head in shame, reaching into his pocket and offering her the snake miraculous that he'd been prevented from giving back earlier. "You have every right to be angry with me."

He could feel her eyes looking him over, but didn't meet them back. He'd been mentally preparing for such a moment ever since he'd learned her identity, particularly in the case that she never wanted to see him again. Even if it was Chat that led to both identities being revealed to him, Luka felt guilty for simply knowing and always thought of what he could've done differently to prevent it. If he'd just tilted his lyre just a little more when deflecting the blast, or realized that physical force would be the only way to prevent Chat from being struck otherwise...

Point being, he couldn't - wouldn't - blame Marinette for any negative reaction she had. He wanted to be a part of her life, but only as much as she'd let him. If she didn't want him, then he would accept that and take his knowledge all the way to the grave.

Ready to face the music, he saw Ladybug's hand silently reaching out towards the miraculous in his palm, only for her to stop short before it could get there. She took hold of his fingers, curling them inwards to cover the miraculous, at which point he looked up to see her expression.

Yet, it was a blur, Ladybug lunging at him to bring him in for a hug. He staggered, not from the force but from shock, her scent taking over his entire sense of smell despite the location they were in.

"I'm not angry," she whispered, burying her face into his shoulder. "How could I be? You've been the best partner, hero, friend that I could've ever asked for. You could've taken advantage of what you knew but you didn't, and you defended me even though you didn't have to, even though you thought I could turn you away." She squeezed him in reassurance, exhaling audibly against his jacket.

"I avoided you once already, Luka. I never want to do it again."

His heart clenched at the intense rush of emotions he felt, his arms automatically moving around her to hug her back. "Thank you."

She hummed, leaning her full weight against him while he enjoyed every second of it. "Thank you for protecting me."

"Protecting you?" He tilted his head.

She raised her head just enough to look at him, blushing faintly in embarrassment. "You knew that Chat was Adrien. If anything caused things to go wrong, it was probably..." She trailed off, averting her gaze from him and letting the silence fill the rest of the sentence.

He gave her what he hoped was a reassuring smile. "I know. Your music box shuts around him, but we can't know for sure what happened and it wouldn't be right to blame you for anything."

"Music box?" she asked, her lips pursed in thought.

"Oh." He realized belatedly that he might've said too much in his emotional high and offended her. "Sorry, I—"

"No," she assured. "Just—wouldn't it be that my music box is wound up too much? Or playing too loud?"

He blinked, thrown off by the questioning of his music dialect. She didn't even seem insulted, more like—she wanted to hear him explain it?

He couldn't understand, all too aware of how delicate the subject was, but answered her question anyway. "If you were wound up too much or playing too loud, I would be seeing more Marinette - more of you, with more energy and passion - but that's not what I hear." He hesitated. "A closed music box is when I can't hear all your notes. They're muffled, and it sounds like the song is trying to break out but can't."

It made him uncharacteristically nervous to talk about it, as it was an opinion he wouldn't share with anyone normally. The thought was largely why he understood her actions: it wasn't Marinette, but an anxious and stressed Marinette writhing in a desperate attempt to break free of an invisible prison. He couldn't relate to such feelings of "love," but he supposed he didn't have to either.

Marinette, to his continued surprise, wasn't offended by his explanation. Rather, she seemed puzzled.

"Why haven't you told me that before?" she asked.

He shrugged. "It's none of my business. I want you to be happy, Marinette, and I'm..." He chuckled, almost shameless in his admittance. "Well, I'm biased."

She let out a small hum of acknowledgment, her hands having not left him the entire time they were talking. "I—I don't really mind that, though? You can be biased."

He snorted. She was really too cute sometimes. "I'm glad."

"Anyway, I think..." She smiled faintly. "I think this might've been just what I needed. For Adrien, anyway."

"Oh. You mean—"

Gesturing vaguely around them with a wave of her hand, she clarified, "The whole thing. Knowing what I know now, about Chat, and what he did, and you."

He blanked. "Me?"

She nodded casually at first, then straightened and blushed a deep shade of red. "Ah—I mean, what you said!"

"I wasn't trying to make you change your opinion," he gently insisted, not pointing out her temporary panic so as to make her feel embarrassed.

"You didn't!" she reassured. "Besides—!" She patted at his chest for emphasis. "—your opinion matters! I want you to be able to share whatever you're thinking with me!"

The bluntness didn't make him blush, but he definitely felt warm. "I'll keep that in mind, Marinette." Then, remembering the bangle that she'd only kept in his hand symbolically before, he showed it to her again. "Do you want to take this back now?"

She glanced at the bangle thoughtfully, one of her hands leaving his to rub the back of her head. "Actually... are you doing anything?"

His eyes drifted briefly to the hand still firmly on his chest. "...No. I was just going to go home after this."

"I was thinking of taking a walk. I'm not ready to go back to the bakery just yet. Do you—" She lifted the hand that'd been off his chest, unsure. "Do you want to walk with me?"

He opened his mouth - half in surprise, half to answer - but didn't trust his voice in the end and settled for a nod.

She perked up immediately. "Great! I know a place nearby we can go!"

As she called for her detransformation phrase, she moved to his side and their hands brushed. He pretended not to notice, then felt their palms press together as she slipped her fingers through the gaps of his own, the feeling of the bodysuit fading away to her skin.

He lagged for a moment in his stupor - having been used to being the one to take her hand - as she gently led him to the nearby ladder. Raising his hand towards the ladder with a beaming smile and silent instruction, he got the message and smiled back at her. Releasing her hand briefly, he made sure the snake miraculous was secure in his pocket and promptly gripped the bars of the ladder, starting to make his way up. He could even hear the subtle 'clink' noises from below as Marinette climbed after him.

Once they'd exited the sewers, Marinette checked that the manhole cover was back in its proper place, then returned to Luka's side to take his hand again.

"Luka?"

"What?" he asked.

"The music box," she began. "Is it open?"

He unconsciously gave her hand a small squeeze, struck by the earnest expression on her face. Not bothering to hide his smile, he nodded.

"Yeah," he replied, stepping in sync with her as they walked. "It's never sounded clearer, Marinette."

[domxmarvel]

Miraculous Preference-Rain

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Luka Couffaine/Viperion

"That was a great movie" Luka had invited you to go see a movie with him,which you gladly accepted. 

"I'm just glad I finally got to see it with someone" The two of you walked out. Only to be met with pouring rain,and it didn't seem to be stopping anytime soon. You pulled out your phone to check as a breeze of cold air hit you making you shiver,he quickly put his jacket over your shoulders.

"Thanks" You looked back down at your phone,it said that there was gonna be somewhat of a storm and it could last all night. "I don't think it's stopping anytime soon" You handed him your phone. 

"That's not good" He thought for a moment before handing back your phone. "I don't live to far from here,maybe you could stay with me until the storm's over" 

"I wouldn't wanna intrude"

"You're not,besides if I leave you here I'll just be worried" He pulled the hood of the jacket over your head. "And I think Juleka would be happy to see you,please" 

"Alright" He took your hand and both of you started running,the rain was just getting worse. But it wasn't long before you reached the boat,but he stopped on the deck. "What's wrong?" You asked,he turned to face you,putting his hand on your cheek. He suddenly leaned in and so did you,until your lips met. A few seconds in you were interrupted by someone yelling.

"What are you two doing! Get downstairs before you catch a cold" You both froze,until you recognized that voice,it was Anarka.

"Sorry,mom," Luka laughed as he led you downstairs. 

"We should do that again sometime,just not in the middle of a storm" 

Marinette dupain cheng/Ladybug

Lila had come back for today,and you could see Marinette getting angrier with every second. Thankfully you made it through the rest of the day without anyone getting akumatized.  When school was over you decided to go check on Marinette,her mother opened the door and let you in.

"She's in her room" You thanked her and headed up. You didn't find her in her room,so you checked the balcony and even though it was pouring rain she was there.

"Marinette?" She quickly turned to face you.

"Y/N what are you doing here?"

"I just wanted to check on you,since you were so angry at Lila I was afraid that you'd get akumatized" You confessed,she wrapped her arms around you with no warning.

"Thanks for worrying but I'm fine" You lifted her head to look at you. 

"Then why are you standing here in the rain? Did she do something,if she did than"

"I'm fine Y/N" 

"Marinette you know you can tell me anything"

"She threatened me that if I don't give up on the person I love that she'd turn everyone against me" You hugged her tighter.

"Who,who do you like?" 

"I-I can't tell you,even if I did this isn't how I'd want to do it"

"It's me,isn't it." She flinched,which confirmed your suspicions. "Marinette I promise you she won't dare touch you" There was a moment of silence as the rain hit both of you,suddenly she kissed you. 

"You're right I like you,like like you'

"I like like you too" You laughed before kissing her again 

Adrien Agreste/Chat noir

You were walking back home,it had been raining all day. You looked up at the sky,only to see Chat noir sitting on the roof. He was probably patrolling,but you were surprised that he was alone. You transformed and jumped onto the rooftop,he was still sitting there. You reached the umbrella to cover him,he quickly looked up.

“Hey,kitty”You sat down next to him.

“Hey honey bee”  

“Why are you patrolling by yourself?” He looked disappointed. “Did she forget?” He just nodded before leaning his head on your shoulder. "I'm free,that is if you don't mind having a different bug around" 

"I'm happy you're here" He leaned in to kiss your cheek,but you turned your head and your lips touched. He immediately pulled away from you. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to-" You quickly pulled him back into another kiss.

"I'm not sorry" both of you laughed "We should probably continue with patrol" You handed the umbrella to him.

"What about you?"

"I'll be fine,besides it goes with your suit" 

Alya Cesaire/Rena rouge

Alya was running after Ladybug yet again,you had just been let out of class and everyone was standing at the entrance,waiting for the rain to stop. You quickly ran after Alya. 

"Alya wait" Surprisingly she stopped and turned to face you.

"Y/N I'm going after Ladybug and you can't stop me"

"I wasn't going to" She looked at you,shocked. You handed her your umbrella. "I was gonna give you this,I know I can't stop you but I don't want you to catch a cold" He gave you a quick kiss as she took the umbrella.

"Thank you"

Chloe bourgeois/Queen bee

"Hey my queen" 

"Y/N,where you?" 

"I'm outside,I have something to show you"

"Are you crazy it's raining!" You could hear her running,followed by the sound of the elevator. She quickly ran out to see you,standing in the rain with a huge bouquet of red roses in your hands. She froze for a second before quickly yelling at you again. “What were you thinking!” She kept yelling at you all the way from the front door to her room. You set the flowers down at the round table in the middle of her room. You turned to say something,only to have a towel thrown in your face. “Dry your hair,I think I might have some extra clothes that I’ll fit you”

“Do you not like them?”She stopped,looking at you confused. “The flowers?”

“You didn’t have to stand in the rain to give me some flowers”She handed you a change of clothes and forced you into the bathroom. When you walked out you saw her looking at the flowers,which had been put into a beautiful vase. She liked them.

Kagami Tsurugi/Ryuko

“I think that’s enough photos,thank you” Marinette put her camera down as you walked behind the partition to get changed. It was still raining and you knew Kagami was still fencing but you didn’t know how long it lasted. “Are you gonna go pick up Kagami? Her fencing class ends in 10 minutes”She stood up and walked up to you.

“What about you? Aren’t you going to see Adrien?”You teased her,grabbing your umbrella as you walked out. You walked into the school,seeing Kagami immediately thanks to her red uniform. The lesson was over just as you walked in,Kagami waved at you before heading into the locker room. She came out a few minutes later and walked up to you. 

“Hello Y/N” She kissed your cheek,entwining your arms together as you walked out of the school. 

“How how’d it go?”

“Not much of a difference” She was rummaging through her bag as you walked. You stopped to let her find what she was looking for,she pulled out an envelope. “This is for you” You took the envelope as she took the umbrella,so you could open it. Inside were two tickets for a fencing tournament. “I hope you’ll be there”

“Of course I will”  

Zoe lee/Vesperia

“Sorry about our date being ruined,maybe we could pick another day?” You threw more pillows and blankets onto your couch.

“I actually like this better” She flopped down on the couch,laughing. You joined in,wrapping the blanket around her. 

“You may be right about this”She cuddled closer to you,moving her head up to kiss you. “So what should we do?”

“We could watch a movie”

“I’ll get the popcorn”You handed her the remote before heading into the kitchen. You binged watched a bunch of old disney movies,singing along to most of the songs. “You have a beautiful voice” Her face turned completely red.

“Thank you”

[sabertoothwalrus]

i had ANOTHER dream abt miraculous ladybug and this ones a LONG one. it didnt have your artstyle but time paris DID have lovely architecture such as: the bigass hollow tree stumps in breath of the wild, u know the ones big enough to fit a shrine and a half. anyway, the final battle is Happening, people get to wonder if hawkmoth is gonna bite the dust in real time bc its being televised. this is all taking place smth like 3 yrs in the future from season 4 of the show. so theyre like uhhhh Older Teens and certifiably Tired Of All This Shit. so! at the bottom of one of those tree stumps, cat noir’s identity is going to be revealed! oh no!! hes in a #crisis of the soul mostly bc getting revealed would be Bad but also he doesnt feel like hes helping ladybug anymore. he doesnt feel trusted. a classic tale of the villain manipulating a traumatized teen. and ladybug (looking out over a roof and yelling at the top of her lungs) is like “ABSOLUTELY NOT YOU LEAVE MY PARTNER ALONE.” and bribes hawkmoth away by dangling her own secret identity in front of him like a worm on a hook. it works a little too well. her identity gets revealed! cat noir is safe but in the shuffle hes lost his miraculous and marinette picks it up. shes got both and puts them on. tikki and plagg are like “MARINETTE ITS SO DANGEROUS TO WEAR BOTH AT THE SAME TIME” and shes like “im going to punch hawkmoth in the face” and off she goes.

cat noir is nowhere to be found bc now hes adrian! and she doesnt know that! but he knows shes marinette! drama! so now ladybug is re transformed (without activating the black cat miraculous) and is whaling on hawkmoth. she crashes thru my house which is definitely not in paris and tells me and my sibs we have to get out NOW so we book it and its at this point the dream reveals to me that mylene’s mom is chinese and i sit there like Now Hold On A Minute and my mom says “i told u so!” and i tell her “you dont even watch the show???” mylene was wearing a green cheongsam. i don’t tend to ask questions. also by this point i made a mental note to tell u abt this bc it only gets more batshit.

ladybug told us (and everyone that was running away which was a lot of ppl) that if they find cat noir they shld tell him that ladybug loves him. then she has this Stellar idea. she finds nadja chamack and her camera (bc theres only two newspeople in all of paris and one of them runs reality tv) and is like “hi i need to get a message out to cat noir.” when the camera is situated on her (mind u ms chamack is VERY aware that this is her daughters babysitter and is currently holding hawkmoth in a chokehold) she says “im sorry cat noir. you believed in me and trusted me since day one and i couldnt extend you the same courtesy. i was wrong. there is no one else who can wield the black cat miraculous, no one else i would trust with the power of destruction. meet me at our normal rendezvous point so i can give back what is yours.” its all very heartfelt but undercut by the fact that hawkmoth’s bitch ass is shouting explicatives next to her. the fight resumes. she gets slammed into a wall á la every anime fight ever and manages to hide before getting to the roof where she’s waiting for cat noir. shes in a right amount of pain and tikki is running her mouth abt danger and injuries etc. marinette Will Not Move until cat noir shows up. and he does! adrian arrives! when marinette sees him she starts laughing and crying. adrian is rightfully confused. is this a good thing? is this a bad thing? did she hit her head? (yes to all 3.) marinette says “i have been in love with you since 10th grade.” (were they in 10th grade? i do not know.) adrian says “and ive been busy being in love with ladybug.” and then she apologizes again, gives him the ring back, they hug, kick ass and meet up in her room.

if it feels like we’re going rlly fast now its bc we are. the dream was pretty much a montage at this point. hawkmoth is arrested, the world knows who ladybug is, adrian is an orphan, nathalie is still sick, and marinettes parents r thinking that their kid has nearly died MULTIPLE TIMES and they never knew. also luka is under that bridge going “oh fuck.” marinette is in her room trying to explain what will happen next to alya and nino. alya says “i had to tell nino”and marinette says “i am beyond the point of anger. but whatever.” cat noir falls thru her sunroof and they hug (again, there was so much hugging in this dream to make up for the complete lack of hugging in the actual show) and alya + nino are like “uhhh awkward.” the last convo i don’t have quotes for bc at this point my alarm was ringing but it was something abt how marinette cant be ladybug or hold the miracle box and she wld want alya to be the holder but NINO knows and nino Cant Know. but cat noir doesnt want marinette to lose her memories! but People Know. the conclusion was they have to talk to chloe abt how to navigate paparazzi. this is my chloe-and-marinette-could-be-friends agenda. ok i think thats EVERYTHING. if u read all that godspeed, drink water. OH. FINAL THOUGHT. ADRIAN HAD LONG BEAUTIFUL HAIR WHICH IS VERY IMPORTANT TO ALL OF THIS. he had model-brand stubble and sharper teeth than he should.

sometimes I’m peeved that tumblr increased the character limit for asks to be higher than 500 characters, and other times I get

1k word asks about miraculous ladybug dreams, and I think that’s beautiful

I do unironically love the part about Chloe helping Marinette navigate paparazzi, rip to her canon character development

[mochegato]

Even the Losers

Chapter 18

Chapter 1     Chapter 17

Mari waved up at Nightwing before turning toward the café.  He grinned and waved back.  No sense of embarrassment at getting caught like Red Robin had the day before.  She didn’t know enough about him to know if it was because he wasn’t hiding, Red Robin had given him a warning that she knew someone would be there, or because he had no sense of embarrassment, or most likely, a combination of all of those.

Adrien looked up and grinned too.  “What time did he take over?”

Marinette shrugged and cut through the café’s outdoor seating.  “Later than yesterday.  When did Dick leave?  It was some time after that.”

Adrien looked at him for a moment and shook his head. He looked back at Marinette before the memory of sleep deprived Marinette hit him.  He grimaced.  It was hit or miss whether she would be funny, emotional, or a danger to herself. If Batman was the same… “I really hope Batman doesn’t have a day job because with all the all-nighters he’s pulling, he would have to be a zombie at work.”

Marinette giggled at the idea.  “Can you imagine Batman with a day job?  What do you think he does?  Like, could you imagine him as a kindergarten teacher?”  Marinette’s giggles grew into full blown laughter. She finally was able to gasp out, “Batman complimenting some little kid’s rainbow and assuring them that making the entire rainbow the same color was extremely creative and beautiful.  Or trying to guess what animal they drew.”

Adrien laughed and patted her arm to get her to stop.  “Wait, wait. Batman crouching next to a toddler and explaining for the eighth time in the last three minutes that Pete the Cat is in fact a cat, not a dog before patting them on the head and walking away to scream into a nap mat.”

Marinette Laughed hard enough she almost missed the door handle.  She jumped when Adrien suddenly grabbed her arm.  She turned to him wide eyed but she immediately relaxed.  He was bouncing on the balls of his feet with excitement.  “No, no, no.  A PA to some… NO, to M. Wayne!  Batman as M. Wayne’s PA.  Oh my God, can you imagine?”

Marinette giggled and shook her head at him, pushing through the door.  Well, that would certainly explain why the bats seemed so close to the Waynes.  She spotted Duke and waved.  He jumped up and waved them over.  “Hey, Duke.  I hope you don’t mind that I brought Adrien.”

“Not at all,” Duke gave them both a hug.  He looked toward the bathroom with a smile. “Good to see you again, man.  I hope you don’t mind that Cass and I both brought someones too.”  Cass and Stephanie were walking toward them with a red headed woman in a wheelchair. Duke leaned toward them and lowered his voice so the women approaching couldn’t hear him.  “Brought is a really liberal term for what happened.  I am so sorry.  I knew we shouldn’t have mentioned meeting with you in front of Stephanie.”

“Hey Cass,” Marinette called out.  She and Adrien waved at her.  “Good to see you again, Stephanie.”

Cass waved back and nodded with a wide smile. “Marinette!” Stephanie chirped. “I’d say what a coincidence we ran into you guys here…”

“But that would be a lie,” Barbara finished for her. “Hi,” she held out her hand for them, “I’m Barbara.”

Marinette smiled and stepped forward to shake her hand. “It’s nice to meet you.  I’ve heard a lot about you.”

“Well yeah we crashed,” Stephanie rolled her eyes and dropped into a seat across from Marinette.  She sent a playful glare toward Duke.  “You guys have been keeping her all to yourselves all week.  It’s our turn to hang out with her again.  Not to mention I wanted to catch up with the woman who fed the Riddler’s own balls to him for everyone to see.”

“And we wanted to see how you’re doing after it,” Barbara added with a chastising look to Stephanie.  She turned to side eye Duke.  “We tried to check with the boys but they were less than helpful.”

Marinette shrugged and leaned back slightly, not enough for anyone else in the café to notice but everyone else at the table picked up on it.  “I’m fine. It wasn’t bad.  More embarrassed he caught me in the first place.”

Stephanie waved her off.  “Please,” she scoffed.  “He had to knock out like an entire block just to get you.  That’s better than some of the bats.”

“Well, you look like you’re healing well,” Barbara nodded with a supportive smile.

Marinette smiled as naturally as she could and tried to control how much she was shifting in her seat.  She really, really hated talking about the whole thing with not only people who didn’t know she had been a superhero, but with the Waynes after that dinner, so that was two strikes against discussing this right now.

She’d been able to joke about it and moan about how contrived the whole setup with Alya and Nino.  They’d laughed all night about the audacity.  Not only had he thought he could stump her with a question about Chat Noir, he thought he would win against her in a game that relied on luck or rather bad luck not striking.  It was almost enough to make her forget the way the dinner had ended.  It was exactly what she had needed.  But she couldn’t do that here.

“Yeah,” she chuckled anxiously.  “My cheek seems to be doing well.  I’m hoping I can cover it with makeup by next week.”

“How’s your shoulder?” Duke asked motioning toward the shoulder she’d rammed into the doorframe when she was running away.

Marinette blinked at him a few times before she quirked her head to the side, her face scrunching in confusion.  “How did you know about that?”

She could see the rest of the table tense up, Adrien included but for the same reason as her, confusion on how he’d known. She had no idea why the rest were tensing up.  Duke chuckled awkwardly, sending looks over to the women at the table.  “He’s covering for me,” Barbara finally spoke up.

“Why is… what is he covering up for?” Marinette asked cautiously.

“My father is the police commissioner,” she said quietly.  “I may have snuck a look at the police report… slightly illegally… and read about your injuries.”

Marinette shook her head.  “But, I didn’t tell them about that.”

“No,” Barbara acknowledged, “but Signal did.”

Marinette nodded, trying to process that information. “Huh,” was all she managed to eke out. Her mind raced trying to figure out what to say next.  She was saved from trying to figure out how to move the conversation along by the waiter. The topic seemed to fade away naturally as everyone put in their order.

As soon as the waiter left, Duke clapped his hands with a bright smile.  “So, Steph, you said again.  I take it you guys have met before?”

“At the gala,” Adrien nodded.  “Only briefly though.  We,” he motioned between him and Stephanie, “spoke for a little bit, but Marinette only spoke with her for a few seconds.”

Stephanie grimaced at the reminder.  “Yeah… not exactly the ideal meeting.”

Marinette waved her off.  “Not your fault.  Don’t worry about it.”  She sent her a sincere smile.

“No,” Stephanie agreed.  “It’s Bruce’s.”

Cass pulled out a credit card with a wicked grin. “On Bruce.”

Barbara nodded.  “Exactly.  Therefore, this lunch is on Bruce.  Maybe we should go shopping after this too?”  She raised an eyebrow at Marinette.

Marinette giggled and shook her head.  “No, thank you.  That’s okay.  I’m good.”

Stephanie’s eyes lit up.  She leaned closer to Marinette like she was sharing a secret. “Speaking of the gala, how did you get tickets to the gala anyway?  We never figured it out.”  Barbara groaned lightly and smacked her on the shoulder.  They had just changed the subject.  Marinette probably did not want to talk about the gala, where they raved about their family and the newest member, which was not her and did not did not include her.

Instead of freezing up or withdrawing, like Barbara worried she would, Marinette started laughing.  Her eyes were sparkling with mirth.  She leaned closer to them over the table and lowered her voice. “I pimped out my friend,” she confided with a smirk.

The rest of the table froze until Adrien groaned and Stephanie and Duke started laughing loud enough to draw disapproving looks from neighboring tables.  Cass raised an eyebrow, but her lips were quirked up in amusement.  “Say that again,” Barbara prompted.

Marinette shrugged and took a sip of her drink.  “I don’t know if it counts as pimping if he did it willingly.  He was willing to do it for Max.”

“Oh my God, Marinette.”  Adrien ran his hand over his face in exasperation.

“What exactly was he willing to do?” Barbara’s voice was now less amused and more wary.

“That was the worst possible way to say it,” Adrien groaned.

“You know, maybe I don’t want to know the answer to that…” Barbara hedged.  She leaned away from Marinette cautiously.

Marinette laughed at Adrien’s frustration and bumped his shoulder with hers.  “I offered up a date with Luka Coffaine to Audrey Bourgeois’ PA in exchange for the tickets she turned down,” she explained.

There was absolute silence for a few seconds until Stephanie broke the silence.  “You know Luka Coffaine?” she yelled.  

Everyone in the café turned slowly to look at them. Marinette’s eyes widened and looked around at them.  She gave them an awkward smile and a wave before turning back to the table.  Before she could chastise Stephanie, Cass was already on top of it.  She pointed sternly around the restaurant and back at Stephanie.  Stephanie nodded guiltily.  “Yeah, yeah.  Sorry.” She turned back to Marinette excitedly. “I just…” she lowered her voice and leaned closer to Marinette.  “You know Luka Coffaine?”

Marinette rolled her eyes at her excitement.  It was always so bizarre to see people’s reaction to Luka.  It was Luka. Just Luka.  Calm, reserved, laidback Luka.  The hysteria around his name just never seemed to fit.  “Yeah, I mean, we dated for a while so… yeah.”

“You dated Luka Coffaine!” Stephanie yelled again, receiving glares from everyone at the table.  Marinette shrunk down in her chair and gave a strained, apologetic smile to the rest of the café.  Cass slapped Stephanie’s shoulder and shook her head.  Stephanie waved her off and focused back on Marinette.  “Yeah, yeah.  Discretion.  Whatever. She dated Luka freaking Coffaine,” Stephanie insisted, motioning to Marinette.

“You dated Tim Drake,” Duke pointed out.

Stephanie snorted.  “That’s just Tim.  He’s just a big dork.  She dated…”

“Yeah we got it,” Barbara cut her off.

“Really, so is Luka,” Adrien shrugged.  “Probably more so, just about music.”  Marinette cocked her head to the side in thought for a few seconds before nodding in agreement.  He really was.

“Holy shit.  Did he introduce you to his dad?”  Stephanie was bouncing in her seat at the idea and the potential for an inside scoop on Jagged Stone.

“No,” Marinette answered.  She smiled internally at the way all their faces, except for Adrien’s fell, just a bit, almost imperceptibly, as if trying to hide their disappointment.  “I already knew him.”

“You know Jagged Stone?” Stephanie yelled. Marinette cringed as she sent the other patrons another apologetic smile.

Duke leaned over closer to her so he could whisper in her ear, though his voice intentionally carried across the table. “Maybe we shouldn’t talk about this anymore.”

“No!” Stephanie screeched, before catching what she did and settling down, a mask of composure settling on her face.  “I’m fine now.  I just needed to get that out.  I’m calm.” She stared at them for a few seconds before almost lunging across the table.  Adrien deftly moved his and Marinette’s drinks before she knocked them over in her zeal.  “Please tell me more.”

Marinette’s eyes widened and she started laughing.  “You realize you’re basically a daughter to the richest man in the world.  If you wanted to meet Jagged Stone, you could.”

Cass shook her head.  “Different.”

Barbara nodded.  “She’s right it is different.  You dated his son.  That’s a different type of knowing someone.”

“So you met Luka through Jagged?” Stephanie pressed.

Marinette suddenly looked uncomfortable.  She was not really excited to talk about their family dynamic and secrets.  It was a little too close to her own and she really, really wanted to move past that, not dwell on it more.  “No… I met Luka through my friend Juleka, his sister.  We went to school together for ages.  They’re both some of my best friends.”

“And she introduced you to Jagged?” Duke asked curiously.  He could tell something was off about this based on the way Marinette responded, but he wasn’t sure what.

“No… um…” she stuttered.  “I met Jagged through a school project.  Designed some sunglasses for him and we’ve been close ever since.”  Adrien grabbed her hand and squeezed it under the table

Stephanie looked between the two of them and plastered on a bright smile.  “So what I’m hearing is you can hook us up with some tickets next time he comes into town.”

Marinette laughed lightly.  “Either one of us could, yes.”

“Or for Clara Nightengale,” Adrien added in. “She loves Marinette, too.  She wanted her in one of her videos.”

“She wanted you in it too,” Marinette reminded him.

“No,” he corrected her, “Gabriel got me into it. She just had to deal with it.  She didn’t choose me.  She chose you.  She worked to get you in the video.”

Marinette opened her mouth to refute that but snapped it shut quickly as the words resonated in her head.  She meant more because Clara chose her.  He was thrust on Clara.  But it didn’t mean he was unwanted.  She looked down at her food and took a bite, trying to cover her sudden inability to breathe.  Trying to give herself time to process.  She needed to pack that away for later when she could properly unpack that statement, deconstruct it, and then finally reconstruct it in some skewed, perverted version of the original situation.

Adrien immediately froze seeing her reaction. He opened his mouth to say something but Marinette squeezed his hand under the table before he could, a silent message they could talk about it later, when they were alone, or at least not with an audience comprised of Waynes.

“So how did you meet Mons…” she stuttered.  It felt strange to call him M. Wayne when everyone else at the table was calling him Bruce.  Should she call him Bruce too?  Like they did.  Like Dick did?  Or B, like Jason did?  “…M. Wayne?” she finally settled on.

Duke grimaced.  They had a cover story, but was he really going to give Bruce’s daughter the cover story?  The truth involved Batman.  But Bruce hadn’t told her about that part of their lives yet, and even if he had told her, he certainly hadn’t told Adrien.  “It’s a long story…”

Marinette smiled encouragingly at him.  “We have time.” She saw him falter and felt her own smile falter.  She took note of the way the women had frozen up as well.  God, what was she doing?  M. Wayne had said how they met.  Why was she bringing that up now?  What was she thinking?  Even if he was okay discussing that trauma, he probably didn’t want to open up about it with a stranger.  

“You don’t have to tell me,” she assured him.  “It’s… it’s fine.”  She looked around desperately for something else to talk about, a change of topic to make the conversation not so awkward.  “You graduate from school next year, right?”  Duke blinked a few times before he let out a breath and nodded.  She let out a breath as well when the rest of the table seemed to relax at her question.  “Do you have plans for after you graduate?  Are you going to take a gap year or go to university or get a job?”

“I haven’t really decided yet.  Go to Gotham University, I guess,” he shrugged.

Marinette smiled disarmingly at him.  “You don’t have to decide now.  You have time.”

The waiter interrupted Marinette’s response with their food.  They gave their thanks and started eating.  “So what have you missed the most while you’ve been here?” Barbara asked.

“My parents’ cooking definitely,” Marinette grinned as she looked at her food. It didn’t look bad, but compared to her parents’ cooking… well not much compared.  “And the atmosphere.  Gotham is…” she looked around them as she thought of an unoffensive way to end that sentence.

“Dreary as Hell,” Stephanie finished for her.  “Yeah, we know.”

“I swear you guys have more gargoyles than we do though, which is just strange to me,” Adrien added.  “We were supposed to have the market cornered on gothic architecture.”

“Oh, you still do.  We just took the most depressing, dismal, gloomy, nightmare inducing parts and ran with it,” Duke grinned.  “But I would like to see Paris sometime.  Go see the Eiffel Tower… and jump off it.”

Barbara, Stephanie, and Cass all groaned at him.  Barbara gave him a stern look and pointed a warning finger in his face. “Not during the day.”

Duke laughed at her.  “Well I’m not going to do it at night.”

“Do it at sunrise,” Marinette advised.  “Less gendarmerie around then and if you angle it correctly, you get the most gorgeous view of the sunrise.”

“Bring sunglasses if you jump that way though.  I didn’t and I saw spots for hours.  Oh, and stretch first too,” Adrien added.  “You’re going to have to parkour for quite a while to try to ditch the GN.”

The rest of the table stared at them, jaws dropped in shock.  There was absolute silence at the table except for the sounds of Marinette sipping her drink and Adrien chewing his food. “You’ve…” Duke started almost too in awe to be able to finish the sentence.  “You’ve jumped off the Eiffel Tower?”

Marinette nodded and motioned between the two of them.  “Both of us have.  Both during an akuma attack and not.  Not was much preferable to during.”

“Isn’t that illegal?” Stephanie asked slowly.  She was like 90% positive it was but during akuma attacks, who knew what was legal anymore and Hell, maybe they had days where they gave exceptions. Stranger things have happened.

Marinette speared a bit of food and pointed it at her.  “Only if you get caught.”  She popped the food in her mouth with a triumphant grin.

Barbara blinked at her a few times and shook her head because dear God, there was another one.  She was going to fit right in.  No wonder she and Duke got along so well.  Both creative, smart, kind, thrill seeking, dumbasses.  “I’m pretty sure that’s not how that works,” she deadpanned.

Adrien shrugged and took a sip of his drink.  “I don’t know.  We didn’t get arrested, so I’m pretty sure it is.”

Duke and Stephanie started laughing hysterically.  They looked over at Cass with raised eyebrows when they settled down. Cass stared intently at Marinette and Adrien for a few seconds, staring into them like she was reading their souls. Marinette and Adrien looked at each other with identical unsure looks and subconsciously leaned back at the same time, shuffling in their seats.  Cass stared at them for just a few more seconds before she nodded.

“Holy shit,” Duke muttered in awe.  “You were telling the truth.”

Marinette looked back over at Adrien for an explanation he clearly didn’t have, judging by the blank look on his face before looking back at Duke.  “Uh… yeah?”

“What just happened?” Adrien asked tentatively.

“Sorry about that,” Barbara sent them a disarming smile.  “Cass is kind of like a human lie detector.  She is exceptionally good at telling if someone is lying.  She just confirmed that you two were not.”

Marinette blinked at Barbara a few times before turning to Cass and blinking at her.  “Huh… good to know,” she nodded slowly.  Her eyes stayed on Cass but it was clear her mind was running a mile a minute behind them.  After a few seconds she spoke up again.  “Can you tell the lies people tell themselves too?”

Cass quirked her head to the side and studied Marinette for a moment and shook her head.  “Have to know.”

Marinette nodded and silently took a bite of her food. “Well, that has to come in handy,” Adrien chirped.  “Remind me to take you with me when I meet people.”

Marinette could feel eyes boring into her.  She looked back over at Cass and raised a curious eyebrow at her.  “Hero,” she finally said.

Marinette coughed for a second and looked back at her with her most convincing blank look.  “I’m sorry.  What?”

Cass nodded toward Marinette.  “Eiffel Tower.”

Marinette chuckled disarmingly and shook her head. “You think I’m a lot more honorable than I am.  You think it’s more likely that I was a hero than that I knowingly, intentionally, purposefully violated the law for fun.”  She leaned closer to Cass with a smirk.  “But I can assure you, I regularly did.”

The others at the table looked to Cass.  She quirked her head to the side and gave a small smile before nodding.  “Truth.”  Cass pointed to herself.  “Next time.”

Marinette grinned and nodded excitedly. “Absolutely.”

Duke cleared his throat.  “And Duke,” Cass added.

Marinette chuckled.  “Of course.  We can make a New Kids Club event out of it.”

“And me!” Stephanie chirped.

Barbara sighed and turned to Adrien.  “Dick said you had a job interview yesterday.  How did it go?”

Marinette beamed at Adrien as he responded. Adrien’s face lit up.  “It went well I think.  I think I’d really enjoy working there!  I met the department chair and other professors.  It looks like a really supportive department and University, very research oriented.”

“Where is it?” Duke asked between bites.

“Metropolis,” Adrien answered, his fondness he’d already developed for the city bleeding into his tone.

“Oooh, Conner lives there.  If you’re still deciding if you want to live there or if you need a tour guide, or recommendations on where to eat, he’d be more than happy to help,” Stephanie offered.

Marinette’s smile turned into a pointed smirk and Adrien groaned quietly.  “Conner, did you say?”

Stephanie looked between them, her brow furrowing in confusion.  “Yeah?”

“That wouldn’t happen to be Tim’s single friend would it?”  Her eyes never left Adrien as she asked, her smirk somehow getting even sharper.

Adrien groaned even louder when he looked over and saw Cass’ smile matched Marinette’s and Duke and Stephanie both had devious, familiar looking glints in their eyes.  This was clearly payback for all his attempts to set Marinette and Chloe up with different people.  “Why yes, yes it is.  How about that,” Duke grinned.

Cass pulled out her phone and moved her finger around the screen for a second then finally looked up with an innocent looking smile.  Adrien groaned and dropped his head into his hands.  “I’m not even in this family.  Why am I being punished?”

Barbara laughed and popped a bit of food in her mouth. “That’s funny.  You think just because there’s no paperwork, you haven’t been adopted already.  I made that mistake at first too.”

Chapter 19

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[duskys-dreams]

We were at a party. I was supposed to be with Petra, but I had saved Gabriel, and he still had yet to show up. So, I was alone.

Then I spotted Petra on the other side of the crowd... with Jesse. But I’m Jesse. So, obviously, I followed them as they went into the corner store. They were talking about how Lukas was acting different, and I said that he had a plan for them. The both turned to look at me, confused since I sounded exactly like Jesse, but I put on a disguise: a moustache, a cowboy hat, and some fake scars. No other changes. They bought it.

We then talked to the cashier for a while, who offered me a piece of one of those soda can candies. I tried to subtly steal it, and put it in my sweater pocket. When the conversation came to a close, the cashier mentioned that she saw me pocket the soda, so I reluctantly put it back. She said how she liked that I was only following a plan, instead of actually stealing. I was an honest person.

Then, a dozen other Jesses showed up, in many different disguises. Petra, the original Jesse, and I escaped. I tried following them around for a bit, but Dipper Pines (who I referred to as Gus) pulled me away to have me join the rest of the family at the restaurant.

Soos had a date, a blonde woman with a lot of lipstick (think that one girl front the beginning of Despicable Me 2.) The date went awry and everyone got hurt by a huge spider, and the bleach somehow drained out of her hair. Mabel accused her of being a fake blonde, and she ran away crying.

I stayed long after the party ended, and helped clean up in the morning. Then, I went with my brother and Riley Oh (from The Last Fallen Star) to the jungle to go find a Thing. Along the way, my leg got completely chopped off above the knee, but I was still able to walk completely fine.

We got sidetracked by a community begging us to go swimming with them. We reluctantly agreed. I was able to swim quite well despite not having a leg.

I went far out into the lake and encountered a person swimming further away. I followed them, and we swam until nightfall, with them none the wiser I was there.

We came to an island that had an industrial-looking white dock, with tons of disembodied feet sitting in the water. This was the land of the foot goddess.

She was struggling to keep up with demand, sending feet into the water to find owners as quickly as possible. One of her subordinates argued with her, which ended with him and the goddess switching roles by standing in a specific spot while a light passed over them.

The ex-goddess went back to the mainland and snuck onto the set of a movie, but there was no movie being shot. She acquired a mech suit and wandered around, angry at everything and mad that she took the deal. She yelled at her animal companion, a spider-dog-thing, before getting the idea to shoot her own movie, Happy Murdering, a cheesy horror flick.

With a start, I realized something. Soos has met his date on the set of a movie called Happy Murdering. The woman had a fondness for spiders and an interest in having blonde hair.

Soos’ date was secretly the ex-foot goddess.

I jumped up from the TV set (Marcel and I were watching this whole thing unfold on TV, which kind of made sense because the characters were from tv shows and video games) and I excitedly told Marcel about my theory. He agreed, and we went back into the main restaurant. I asked if anyone who hadn’t heard me scream my theory wanted to hear it, and this sharply dressed man pulled me aside to ask about it. I haltingly explained my idea, and kept mixing up the names. “Well, Soos and Gus- I mean, Soos and M- what was the woman’s name again? Uhm, she is actually the spider- I mean the foot goddess, because, uhm...”

I eventually gave up and went to the treehouse to get an early rest.

As I laid down, a woman came up. It was the foot goddess! I excitedly asked her if she could heal my missing leg, and she couldn’t because she gave up her title. Also, she wouldn’t even if she could.

She was here to kill me for telling her secret.

She came down on me, pinning me down and snarling. I kicked her with my one leg and shuffled down to the other side of the treehouse (not bothering to get up or leave, apparently) and the ex-goddess came back up again, this time impossibly huge. She looked over me again. I got out my phone and took a picture of her, then she shrank into a white-blue-green ball. It reminded me of Mario. I took a burst of photos (instead of a video) as she faded and disappeared into the sky.

My family decided to come exactly then, and I showed them the photo burst. Their reaction was essentially “uh huh... cool...”