#but oh well in the bright side i didn´t lose anyone thank God

[berryblu-soda]

almost traumadumped in a random shitpost someone reblogged lmaooo good thing my braincell kicked in, we stay silly boiis >:3c!!!

(¡WARNING!!!! i uhhh... traumadumped in this post´s tags instead like a dumbass!!!)

[violetnotez]

One Dance |2|

Kaminari x Dancer! Reader

Anon: Hello! ^v^ I just found your blog and I really like your writing! Would you mind doing a part two to the One Dance one-shot with Kaminari? I thought that one was really cute. >v< Thank you!

Omg anon I’m so sorry this took so long to write but I hope you enjoy! You may need to read Part 1 to understand the intial plot, but it may be readable without viewing it (????)

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 2000+

Warnings: maybe some mild cussing?

Summary: After you finally finish your video for a dance scholarship, Kaminari takes you out to ask you to be his-but he gets sidetracked when a group of friends want to butt in

(RULES  | MASTERLIST| REQUESTS CLOSED) 

Part 1

You and Kaminari had been practicing tirelessly for weeks now, teaching him each step, each turn, each musical note needed to make your vision come to life.

Kami was surprisingly a very good dance partner-he learned decently quick, had good musically, and was always optimistic. He had you laughing the whole time, whether it be him taking a ridiculous tumble or him just tickling your side when you two became closer during the dance. He always knew how to make you smile.

Denki was your best friend, and as much as you told yourself your feelings for him were only that of a love for a friend, you knew it was more.

And Kaminari felt the same way.

“You think it’s good enough to send in?” You asked nervously, you teeth mindlessly gnawing on your bottom lip.

“Of course it is y/n, we look sick!” He said excitedly, a blush creeping on his cheeks. He couldn’t help but feel a rush of heat whenever you bite your lips-it was something he loved and he couldn’t help but stare at you whenever you did it.

You huffed, your slightly damp locks clinging to the back of your neck.

“I don’t know...I just feel like I look kinda dumb...like look at that spin I didn’t even point my toes all the way-“

Kaminari jumped up, interjecting you. He could never understand why you doubted yourself so much-in his eyes, you were simply amazing and absolutely perfectly imperfect to him. From the way you smiled, to your laugh, to even when you rolled your eyes at him when he was being annoying-he couldn’t get enough of you.

“Y/n-you look great. Seriously-you look freaking stunning! Don’t be worried about it, just post it!”

You looked down, your head spinning from Denki calling you “stunning”- it made your insides feel warm and ticklish, but did he really mean it? Maybe he was just being nice…..

“I don’t know….one more run-I just don’t feel good about it-“

Kaminari has heard enough of your insecurities, deciding to reach across your lap and yank your laptop away from you.

“Hey what are you-“ you cried, your stomach doing somersaults as Kaminari laid across your lap. his fingers working quickly to send in the video, his stomach lying on top of your criss-crossed legs.

“Got it-Ta-da!” He beamed at the screen, the white confirmation page making his honey yellow eyes strikingly bright.

Fear filled your stomach as you realized you couldn’t take back what Kaminari just didn-you knew you had to send in the video-it was due at 12am, and it was already inching towards 11 pm. But your anxiety stilled caused you to want to wait, to take a few more takes, to practice a little more….. you knew if it weren’t for Denki, you probably ever send in the video.

“Kami!” You yelled in mock anger, “Why'd you have to go and do that!”

Kaminari rolled off your stomach, crouching next to you. He was confused-were you really mad at him? He didn’t mean to make you upset-he just saw how amazingly talented you were. He wanted you to win this scholarship, so you could pursue your dreams: he just wanted you to be happy.

He crouched, searching your face with so much intent you were having trouble keeping your angry facade.

“What’s the matter? We had to send it at some point.”

“I know, it’s just-I wanted it to be perfect. I really need this money, Kami.”

“I know...and you are gonna get that money! Just you wait, you’ll be getting that ‘Congratulations’ email before you know it,” he gave you a playful wink,your breath hitching from it.

His face broke from his playful demeanor, worry crawling through.

“You're not mad at me though, right?”

You sighed, wracking a hand through your hair before you flashed him a small smile.

“I could never stay mad at you Kami.”

“Good!” He grinned, your smile making his heart pace. “Cause I wanted to take you somewhere.”

You cocked your head, confusion riddled in your brows. “Somewhere? Where did you have in mind?”

Kaminari shrugged nonchalantly, trying to hide the massive amount of panic flooding his body.

“Just to grab a bite-how about some ice cream?”

You smiled, nerves flooding your body. You knew you shouldn’t be nervous around him, he was your best friend after all. But every time you two hanged out, it made you feel as if you were on a first date-except you weren’t, and it made you slightly saddened that it wasn’t. But he was your best friend, and you didn’t want to ruin that-you couldn’t lose him.

“Sure! Why not?” You grinned, Denki handing you his hand to help you get up. He pulled you up with that surprising amount of strength he had-all that hero training had given him a lot of control and power in his body, something you admired as well as secretly fawned over.

His hand was warm and calloused against yours, Denki praying to god you weren’t feeling how sweaty he was. He was extremely nervous-because you had no idea what he was planning.

After spending every day after school working on this scholarship with you, he had realized he couldn’t hide his feelings for you anymore-every time you touched him, even if it was just a light brush on his skin, made him feel like he was short circuiting. Everytime you smiled at him it made his head race, and everytime he got to hold you made his heart soar. He couldn’t bear the idea of you being with anyone but him-it would crush him if you were someone else and he didn’t even at least try to win you over. He knew the consequences of him revealing his true feelings-he could lose you as his best friend-but he was ready to risk that. He was ready to risk it all just for the chance to call you his.

“You ready for the best night of your life??” He chuckled cheerfully, trying to be as cheery as possible.

You laughed, loving the infectious way Kaminari could be so happy and bright, your cheeks warm as he still held firmly onto your hand.

“Let me get my stuff-and we’ll get this ‘Best Night’ going,” you smiled, sadly letting go of his hand so you could grab your wallet and quickly freshen up from dancing.

Kaminari sighed, missing your smaller hand in his-but if this night went how he hoped it would, it would be more common. He had been planning this night for weeks-he had wanted to take you out somewhere nice sooner, to ask you if you’d be his, but you were so worried over your dance routine that he didn’t want to bombard you with his emotions. It was never in Kaminari’s nature to be patient, but for you, he made an exception and did his best to keep in his emotions. He was practically exploding at this point, annoying all of Baku Squad now with all his questions-like where to take you, what to do, how to drop the question. Mina has been the most supportive, helping to plan the whole stunt while Sero and Kirishima added in their own ideas. But now Mina would exasperatedly tell him to just “trust his instincts”, Bakugo grumbling how much of an idiot he was.

But how was supposed to “trust his instincts”- half the time his “instincts” got him in trouble or hurt. He shoved his hands into his joggers, willing his racing heart to go at a steadier best.. He had to calm down-if he didn’t this night would never go well.

“ice cream?” You asked, looking at the outside of the vintage red building. “Isn’t this a little fancy for late night food?”

“Where’s you expect us to go,” he laughed nervously, “Taco Bell?”

You shrugged, a little confused-Kaminari was the biggest foodie for fast food-anything with a sodium content that could inflate you like a balloon was all he ever ate. So him actually wanting to go eat somewhere relatively nice was a shock to you.

“Well, kinda yeah…”

You stepped inside, a cool blast of chilly air freezing your still hot skin. The inside was just like an old school ice cream parlor-dainty 50s music played, the fluorescent lights making the black and white tiles of the floor gleam like bright stars. The walls were adorned with memorabilia from many years ago, making it feel like you stepped back in time.

“Oh my god Kaminari,” you gasped, “where did you even find this place?? It’s adorable!”

He beamed like a happy puppy who did his first trick correctly-he had a hunch you would like the place after scrounging the web for hours for an interesting place to take you, but was so worried you wouldn’t like it at all.

“Cmon babe, I knew you well enough!” He joked, his cheeks red-he always called you babe, it was a simple and innocent pet name he had for you, but now with his intentions to make your relationship more intimate it was almost crossing a line.

Your cheeks were red too, that bittersweet word making your spine tingle. You loved it when he called you ‘babe’, but you didn’t expect him to like you back like you did-it reminded you that someday he’d be calling someone else that, and it stung. You brushed it off, trying not to pay attention to the resounding thumping in your chest.

You walked in, your face in awe by the adorable beauty of the parlor, Kaminari staring at you dreamily. You looked so cute when you were completely in shock-oh crap, you just smiled at him-he felt his head spin from that small gesture-Geez you’d be the end of him.

“What do you think you’re gonna get Kami?” You asked, his face in a daze.

“Huh?” He shook his head, his long locks shimmering in the lights. “Oh-uh-I don’t know! Everything looks really good…”

He stuffed his hand in his pockets, looking around the store. He could care less what he ate-he just needed to find the perfect place to sit...somewhere secluded but not so far away that you got creeped out being that alone with him..:he didn’t want you thinking he was taking you on a date prematurely. He continued to look around, until his eyes fell upon a group of very strangely dressed teens.

He cranes his head to get a better look at them.

They looked kinda familiar…

His heart jumped painfully-all of them were wearing black hoodies, the girl with painfully noticeable pink skin wearing sunglasses, two of the boys wearing fake mustaches, and the other one was pouting like a certain hothead he knew-

“You gotta be kidding me.”

He anxiously looked around, hoping against hope his group of friends didn’t bring anybody else-to his relief everyone else he saw were complete strangers. Then he turned to you, and to his relief, you were still looking at the menu and debating what to buy.

“Hey,um , I gotta go use the bathroom-“ he said hastily, “Ill be back before you know it!”

“Hm?” You hummed, “Okay Kami-“

You turned around, and were met with an empty space next to you-he had seemingly disappeared.

As you were trying to figure out how the living hell Kaminari had left so quickly, he was dodging other customers in the building, making a beeline to his friends, who were enjoying little bowls of slightly melted ice cream.

“What the hell are all doing here?!” He asked accusingly, placing both his hands on the wooden table.

“Omg hey Kami!” Mina greeted, ignoring the look of annoyance on his face. “You’re kinda late-you said you were gonna take y/n here at 10:30, it’s already been like an hour!”

“Wait- you’ve been waiting here?! Why?!”

Sero grinned at his friend.

“You looked pretty nervous when you were talking about asking y/n out earlier, so we decided to come to support you-“

“And make sure you don’t screw it up!” Mina interjected loudly, popping a red cherry off of Bakugo’s sundae into her mouth.

Kaminari shook his head, his mind racing-this was not good, not good at all. They were going to make this so much worse-you were going to see them, they would accidentally let it slip that he was trying to ask you out on a date-the possibilities were endless of how this could end disasterdly.

“Dude, Kami-chill our alittle, you're gonna scare y/n if you're sweating so much,” Kirishima said softly, noting the terror glossing Kaminaris eyes.

“Well, if a certain group of friends weren’t sabotaging a certain very special night for me, I would t be sweating so much in the first place!” He yelled accusingly, gaining a shocked look from his friends.

Kaminari sighed, wracking a hand through his golden locks, willing himself to calm down.

“Look guys, I appreciate the gesture, but I can handle this, just-“

Mina slammed her hand down gently, standing up at eye level with Kaminari.

“No! I am one of y/n’s closest friend and one of your only gal friends,” she stated, “you two are meant for each other and I know it! So I am not going to sit here knowing there is a slight chance your chaotic ass is going to screw this up!”

Mina gave a stern look to Kami, his eyes going wide.

“I think what Mina is trying to say is she just wants to look out for you-we all do!” Kirishima grinned nervously, taking Mina shoulder gently, setting her back in her seat.

“Just Don’t fucking mess this up,” Bakugo grunted in a sulk. “I could care less if you get with her-I just don’t want to hear your whining after she says no because you screwed up.”

“Aww look Bakugo actually cares!” Sero laughed, gaining a death glare from Bakugo himself.

Kirishima turned to Kaminari, flashing him a toothy grin.

“You're gonna do great man-just be kind to her, respect her boundaries, and you should be good to go!”

Mina smiles devilishly, lowering her red heart shaped glasses slightly.

“I have been shipping you two since day one, so I am going to sit my pretty pink self and make sure I get a front row seat to give you emotional support-as well as take some cute pics!”

Kaminari grinned weakly-his friends could be a pain but he knew deep down they meant well.

“Go get her tiger!” She squealed, earning a hush from Sero as Kaminari went back to you, 10 times more nervous than before.

The rest of the night surprisingly went smoother than he thought-he had paid for you guys food (something you had tried to stop him to do, but he had stuffed his credit card into the chip reader before you could). You then found a place to sit, Kaminari breathing a sigh of relief when you didn’t even notice the group of embarrassingly annoying teens that were eyeing your every move. Kirishima threw him a thumbs up, the mustache still glued to his face as Kaminari gave him a tiny grin. He had made sure you sat on the side of the booth where your back would face away from his friends, his eyes focusing between your smiling face and the smug looks Bakusquad was throwing him.

You two talked about everything and anything- from school to your own futures to hobbies to really anything that came to your minds. Kaminari started to relax slightly, acting silly and laughing constantly as he usually was around you. He loved seeing your face light up when you got excited, or how your sweet laugh just burst out of you with ease. If dating you would feel this good, he would never want anyone else. Everything was still normal, and you didn’t suspect a thing-or at least he didn’t think you suspected anything. You two had just finished your ice creams, still in the middle of a conversation but ready to leave. Kaminari’s heart quickened, his nerves resurfacing as his phone suddenly buzzed.

Bakugo: Hey dunce face hurry it up I should be sleeping by now

Sero: Ahhahah Bakugo past his bedtime?

Bakugo: shut up Soy Sauce before I burn that look off ur face!

Kirishima: Alright lets calm down a little

Sero: Yeah once he gets his bottle before bedtime

Bakugo: I WILL RIP YOU FACE OFF

Mina: Stop it! So when are you asking the question?

Kaminari: I dont know just give me a sec

Mina: well hurry it up it’s getting late and I think it’s getting to Bakugo’s head

That’s when he heard Bakugo begin to start yelling, his eyes wide with fear as the ash blonde’s hood feel off as he aggressively yelled at his friends. All of Baku Squad immediately piled on top of him, forcing him to sit down, which only made him angrier.

To Kaminaris horror, you had heard the ruckus too, turning around to see what was going on.

Before you could fully look, he grabbed your hand, desperate to keep you from seeing his chaotic friends.

“Y/n wait-“

Your heart raced instantly, feeling his hand in yours. It was warm, calloused yet soft at the same time-it felt perfect against your own, and you relished the slight buzz of electricity coming from it.

Kaminari noticrd the shock on your face, wondering why until he realized he was holding your hand, heat rising to his cheeks.

It was now or never at this point.

He sighed, realizing now was the best time to tell you.

“Y/n-I-Ive liked you for a long time. Like-a lot-more than just a friend. I tried to ignore it, but-it just seems impossible. Your the only girl I can think about, and-I-Just-I was hoping, if it was alright with you, if I could make you mine...and ask you out on a date?”

You stared at him in complete disbelief, your eyes wide. How was this even happening? He had feelings for you-was this a dream?

Kaminari took your silence the wrong way, beginning to ramble.

“You don’t have to If you don’t want to-I get it we can just continue to be friends and you can forget all about me saying anything about-“

“Kami, I would love to go on a date with you...I’ve actually felt the same for a really long time,” you blushed, your fingers brushing his skin.

“You have?!” Now it was his to be in shock, his skin turning a tomato red as he yelled in surprise.

You giggled at his outburst, reaching for his hand again as you jumped out of the booth.

“Wanna start heading out?”

“Uh-uh sure!” He stammered, nervous again to grab your hand but loving how it felt in his own.

As you two began to leave, you were stopped by none other than Bakusquad themselves.

“Oh hey guys!” You waved, your hands still interlocked with Denki’s.

“Hey girlie!” Mina ran over giving you a quick hug, taking note of your rosy cheeks and intertwined hands.

“Whoa-so you two are a thing now-would have never guessed that!'' She said over enthusiastically, sending a wink to Kaminari.

“I’m so happy for you guys!” Kirishima yelled happily. “And I’m really glad it all worked out!”

You looked at Kaminari, his cheeks growing redder-did they know something about all this?

“Uh-what that’s supposed to-“

“Welp it was great talking to you guys!” Kamianri yelled out quickly , “but I think it’s time for us to head out, so-we’ll see you tomorrow!”

Kaminari rushes you out, the snickers of Baku Squad getting quieter as he took you out the door.

Even if he was embarrassed by his friends, he couldn’t get over the fact that you had said “yes”, and he just couldn’t stop smiling by that.

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[pokemontrainertom]

Keeping Things Canonical - Chapter 2

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...

“Uh oh. You see that? Time to split. See you soon, Chat Noir.”

“A-Actually before you do, can we... talk for a minute?” 

Ladybug frowned. “Now? But we’re about to tra-” Her eyes bugged out for a moment before she covered her mouth with her hand and looked at the audience that had gathered around them now that the danger had passed.

Ivan, Mylène, Mr Raincomprix, the Mayor, Chloé… And those were just the people she recognised! There must have been at least a hundred others!

In the distance she could also see Alya rushing towards them, and well beyond the police barricade and so clearly hadn’t listened when she had been told to stay clear (hopefully she would break that habit in the future...) who still had her phone aimed straight at her, which was likely recording everything she was saying. 

Some others had their phones out too. Lots of others actually. Wasn’t that Nadja Chamack too? With her cameraman?!

Oh heck she was going to be on TV!

She couldn’t screw this up again!

She looked back at Chat who copied her previous motions.

“Ah… Somewhere with less chance of someone  catching our confursation then?”

She offered a weak, yet thankful, smile.

Beaming, Chat reached out and grabbed her hand, and completely missing the blush the unexpected action caused, Chat extended his baton to propel them across the plaza and towards the nearby buildings.

En route she registered a small beeping sound in her ears. Four minutes. More than enough to spare a minute or two for her partner.

As they landed the contact was broken and Chat started to almost vibrate in place, a wide grin covering his face, “I wanted to say that I really enjoy working with you M’lady. You’re incredible! I mean, I knew that already when I saw you earlier but-” He paused, shaking his head. “I’m getting ahead of myself. It’s just- you’re so”

Despite the beeping she could hear (three minutes) Ladybug allowed herself a second to enjoy the warmth she could feel pooling in her chest after her partner’s words. How could anybody be so earnest?!

Was she blushing? 

She took another look at Chat’s beaming features. His eyes, his smile and the way his hair shone in the afternoon sun-

Oh she was definitely blushing!

“T-Thanks Chat, that’s really sweet of you to say.”  Good, good. Talk now, freak out later. “But I really need to go, I’ve only got a few minutes until I transform back.”

Chat raised an eyebrow, his head tilting to the side. “Why would that matter? Even if you do run out of time, I have around a minute longer, so I can get you down.”

Ladybug blinked before frowning in confusion. “Chat what are you talking about? You can’t see me transform back. Nobody can. Our identities have to remain a secret, even from each other. If anyone did find out, our loved ones could be in danger. We could even lose our Miraculous.”

Chat froze in place and turned back to Ladybug, his posture straight and rigid.

“W-What…?”

“You… didn’t know? Didn’t your, uh, kwami explain this to you?”

Chat stared at her, his frame unmoving. Slowly, his face crumpled. His gaze fell onto the ring on his finger but was immediately brought back to her.

Chat’s head shook frantically, “H-He didn’t! I-I swear Ladybug, Plagg didn-” Chat choked, realisation dawning in his eyes, “It- I- I transformed too soon. He was telling me the rules and-” Exhale. Swallow. “I didn’t listen  .” He whimpered.

There was no grin on his face anymore, no bounding on the balls of his feet. The only similarity to the Chat from a minute ago was the shaking.

“They’re going to take- going to take- take away-”

Another beep sounded. That meant she only had two left. Two minutes until her identity was revealed.

She stepped forwards, towards her partners quivering form.

“C-Chat, it’s okay!”

“And you- You’re also going to- Oh God I- I’ve ruined everything, I’ve already completely messed it up, I- I’m so sorry. So so  so  sorry…”

“Wait Chat, just- I’m sure, whatever it is-”

“Are you Marinette Dupain-Cheng?” Chat blurted out before his hands covered his mouth in horror.

Ladybug froze.

“I-I know we’re not supposed to know but-” Chat began when the silence continued. Chat’s shaking arms began to raise but they were swiftly brought back to his sides.

Ladybug- Marinette shook her head to clear it. The beeping sound she could hear helped.

“I saw you earlier... standing up to Chloé-” Swallow, “and then just now against Hawkmoth…” Clenched fingers, rapidly uncurled, “I-It got me thinking, and the more I thought about it... I could just see it.” Swallow, “So I thought- I thought-”

“Chat.” She began, taking another step forward. Slowly, she raised a hand.

He flinched.

She froze.

He- Did he think-

Now it was her turn to swallow, if only in order to keep down some certain emotions that were definitely not going to be useful right now.

Talk now. Freak out later.

“Chat.” She repeated, speaking as softly as she could. “Chat, look at me.”

A watery pair of eyes found hers.

A part of her could help but notice that his face was still dry.

Her hand inched towards him before coming to a rest on his shoulder. She could feel his muscles under his suit. Strong. Tight. 

Trembling.

She pulled him closer and he fell against her with a gasp.

With a final beep Ladybug was hidden for a moment by a bright pink light before Marinette was left in its place.

“It’s okay. It’s okay Chaton, we’ll figure this out.”

Chat’s arms snapped around her, a sob escaping his throat. She tightened her grip, her hands beginning to stroke his back. Chat only hiccuped before crying anew.

Over Chat’s shoulder she caught Tikki’s eye, daring her to argue.

Many emotions flashed over the kwami’s face. Disapproval was easily caught. As was worry, although it’s target was harder to identify. 

Tikki’s mouth opened briefly, but she said nothing, choosing instead to turn away and look to the floor instead. 

Marinette’s attention was recaptured when the sound of beeps reached her ears. Was that-

With a flash of green light the catsuit faded away, leaving behind-

Well. That put a damper on her future career plans.

Still cradling her partner she watched as a black blur, recognisable as what must be a cat kwami, flew out from behind her to see the pair of them. The kwami hesitated for a moment but soon moved to Adrien’s cheek and beginning a rumbling purr.

“Sorry.” Adrien whispered, a little while later.

“It’s okay.” 

“I… I didn’t…”

“It’s okay.” Marinette firmly repeated when he offered nothing more.

In the distance a school bell rang. 

“We should really head back to class.” Marinette said softly.

“O-Oh right…” Adrien responded, before quickly stepping back to break the hug.

With an accuracy betraying her usually clumsy nature Marinette grabbed a hold of his hand before he could get too far. When Adrien shot her a confused look she offered the sunniest smile she could muster.

“But I’m sure Miss Bustier won’t mind if we’re just a little bit late, right?”

In his stunned state Adrien could only nod, as a small smile slowly grew on his face in respons-

...

Bunnyx stared at the now frozen image, her finger still raised.

That was-

Was-

She tore her eyes away from the screen and let loose a frustrated scream.

She was meant to fix this?!

The support they both needed and with their bond so strong from the beginning-

Surely-  Surely-

Her hand raised back to the portal.

...

“Girl where have you been?! You missed all the morning classes!”

Adrien stiffened, letting out a whispered, “Sorry…”

“It’s fine Chaton.” Marinette whispered right back. “Alya, this is Adrien, we’re friends now.”

“Adrien? Wait, aren't you the friend that Chlo   é   has been harping on about all day?”

"I..."

Marinette watched through narrowed eyes as Alya raised her hands in mock surrender.

"Woah, it’s okay! I haven’t known Marinette for long but if she says she friends with you then I trust her judgement.”

“Yeah, she’s pretty amazing.” Adrien agreed quietly.

Alya shot Marinette a knowing smile. “So, any friend of Marinette is a friend of mine! Besides, we new kids should stick together, right?”

Without turning away from Marinette, Adrien gave a thankful smile.

...

Snuggled deep inside his Lady’s embrace, Adrien drifted off.

Mari’s room was so warm.

...

“Kid... A strong bond between miraculous holders is good, and you and Pigtails are one of the strongest I’ve ever seen.” Plagg’s face was uncharacteristically solemn. “And definitely the fastest I’ve ever seen it reach this level.”

...

“Girl where are you?! We arranged to meet up at the zoo, remember!”

“Sorry! Adrien is helping me with my Physics homework! It’s amazing! He’s ama-”

Alya lowered her phone with a sigh

...

“Marinette… it’s... we hardly ever see you anymore-

“Maman! It’s fine!” Marinette laughed. “You know I’m just with Adrien!”

...

“I will never believe a word you say.”

“But Adrien-”

“Stay away from Marinette.”

A growl rose in her throat. Why her ? What made that little goodie two shoes-

...  

He swallowed, before mirroring her and leaning in, to finally... Finally-

...

“-ts On!”

With the alley outside the bakery now unoccupied the lid of a bin opened, revealing a widened pair of green eyes.

She was hoping for a bit of blackmail, but this was…

Was...

A smirk formed.

“Well now, isn’t  that  just perfect...”

...

“What if I told you there was a way we could both get what we want?”

...

It hurt to move. 

It hurt to breathe. 

And her ears were burning.

That last one seemed important somehow.

“The hero of Paris!” The word was spat from the Akuma’s lips before they lifted into that oh so familiar smirk. “About to be crushed like a bug.”

She- She hadn’t even had a chance to transform-

She wouldn’t even get to say goodbye-

The weapon was raised-

“ MARI!”

But the pain never came.

...

She caressed the ring in her hand before sliding it back onto her finger. Her suit of white reformed around her.

It was all she had left of him now.

She had tried, so, so hard.

But this time- This time-

She looked down at the pointed pieces of metal in her hands. There had been a few pieces left over, but they were earrings now, with red and black coating the colour she thinks she used to call green.

She took a breath and attached them to her ears.

She wished- 

she wished- 

she

wished

The earrings crumbled to dust.

Just like the once purple and blue pairs that had come before them.

But that was fine.

She still had fourteen pairs to tr-

...

Slamming her hands onto the portal the image finally froze.

Choking on a cough, Bunnyx’s hands raced across the portal’s surface, rewinding back through the timeline she had just witnessed.

No exceptions

Finding the discrepancy was simple, it had already been mentioned.

This whole thing was simple.

No exceptions

It was easy to fix. Insultingly so.

A quick change of traffic lights meant a minute longer in traffic.

A private car reached a young model a minute later.

So close already to his prize, it was easier to duck away and a simple classroom was reached sooner.

Just a minute earlier and that boy was unwittingly made the perpetrator of a prank instead of a witness to the aftermath.

A quick fast forward showed the Akuma ended the same. No recognition.

No doomed timeline. 

No exceptions

Now staring at a boy and a girl standing together in the rain, Bunnyx reached down to grab her pocket watch.

Watching as an umbrella exchanged hands, Bunnyx chuckled along as it unexpectedly closed, before she looked down at the watch she had against her chest, opening it on her third attempt.

Fingers flicked across her now revealed communicator screen and she began a voice only call.

She swallowed, ready to speak when her brows furrowed slightly.

She thought she tasted salt.

“H-Hey Alice... This is Agent Bianca checking in.”