#for the record THIS IS SUCH A GOOD SHIP AND I'M GONNA MAKE Y'ALL SHIP IT

[flare-the-freak]

taps mic, i have an MD hot take/rant

(Mostly about the fandom)

EVERYONE NEEDS TO CHILL THE FUCK OUT. It's actually *insane* how much negativity there is. "Oh new ep sucked and was so "MLP power of friendship" okay cool good for you except you bitched about a possibly tragic ending before so I don't wanna hear it! "Uzi is so cringe!" cool good for you, that's been the entire show (in the most positive way possible) and maybe she's just not for you. "Oh nuzi was just fanservice" if you believe that I'm going to need to understand show was pre-written, nothing changed besides the vampire storyline for Disassembly Drones. You don't ship it? Good for you! Don't harass others and *certainly don't fucking doxx liam TWICE.* "Oh i hate envy and they can't ship it anymore it's not canon" that's the beauty of shipping, you can ship whatever you want!! (Within reason ofc) and don't harass those who do ship it. if they aren't going after others, don't go after them.

The toxic shippers need to CHILL the fuck out, and this is coming from a SUPER big Nuzi shipper. I am over the moon that they're canon, but both sides fucking SUCK. you all constantly make the other out to be the worse when you both equally suck. Instead of dedicating your life to hating on fictional robots holding hands, you're gonna need to go touch grass and maybe go hold hands with a ship you hate. I've gotten *death threats* for the record, for shipping Nuzi, told it was delusional and weird etc etc, so I'm coming from a place of experience.

My envy friend? Gotten told off and shit for shipping envy. It's literally a two way battle y'all, you all just don't *want* to see the other side.

If a ship of two robots that is LEGAL bothers you that much, you need to get the fuck off the internet and go to therapy.

[littlemissmanga]

Hey hun,

Mind if I throw a request in? Could you do “Are you wearing my shirt…and only my shirt?” with Wrecker?

Anyway hope all is well <3

Hi dearie!

Of course I don't mind! And ABSOLUTELY THIS ONE. I immediately thought "Wrecker" when I saw it on the list and was hoping someone would send it in!! I may have just written it anyway lol

I'm sorry, though, I said fuck it to the 200 word limit. This is too good to restrain, though I kept it under 1k.

Send me one of the following for a 200 word clone drabble

Pairing: Wrecker x f!Reader

W/C: 733

Warning: NSFW, spice below the cut y'all so 18+ only. (but only the last paragraph so you can still read most of the prompt and just stop there and be ok if you don't want spice).

Wrecker felt bad, but a little white lie wasn’t gonna hurt anyone. And it was believable that he’d forget something.

So when the rest of the Batch stayed at Cid’s thinking he was running back to the ship to grab something, he slipped through the back alleys to your apartment. He just didn’t want his brothers teasin’ him and taking his time away from you.

He had spent a few nights with you before, and now that he was back planetside, he couldn’t wait to be where he had started to consider home. That it would be a surprise made a smile spread easy over his lips.

Taking the steps two at a time, Wrecker punched in the code to your front door with barely restrained exuberance. In fact, he was so excited to finally have you in his arms, he didn’t fully register the sight in front of him before shouting.

“Where’s my sweet-”

Recognition stole his words as heat coursed through him. You had also frozen, a spoon caught between your teeth, interrupted mid-bite. But that wasn’t what got him. No what stole his words was how you sat — with each inch of your bare legs visible as they crisscrossed in front of you. Raising his eyes, he nearly lost it at the sight of your torso drowning in a shirt far too large for you, the black fabric looking very familiar.

“Wrecker!” You leapt from your seat to run to him, but before you could reach for him, Wrecker caught your arms, holding you lightly but firmly out in front of him.

“A-are you wearing my shirt?”

“Huh?” You looked down, tugging out the hem to make the shirt look even larger on you. Wrecker swallowed, hard. “Oh, yeah. I didn’t think you’d be back so soon. I … I like wearing them when you’re gone. Sorry.”

Your voice got quiet at the end of your explanation, your eyes darting demurely to the side. But Wrecker’s thoughts grew much louder and bolder as his smile returned.

“Oh no, don’t you apologize. Kriff, you look so good in that.”

He pulled you into him and knelt to get a good hold at the top of your thighs to lift you to his level. He wanted to kiss you until neither of you could breathe, and distance was his enemy to that end. But as he stood to his full height, you in his arms, he felt nothing but the flesh of your ass brush the top of his fingers.

A wry brow lifted, and Wrecker tightened his grip as a wave of heat coursed through him. “Heh, are you wearing only my shirt, pretty girl?” he asked playfully.

Maker, he wished his cybernetic eye could record the way Tech’s goggles could because he never wanted to forget how karking adorable you were when you nodded bashfully.

“It’s laundry day,” you said, as if that was an explanation he should understand. But he didn’t care. All he needed to understand was that you were in his arms, wearing literally nothing but his clothing and barely even that.

He let his hand slide higher, his fingers brushing against your core, groaning at the wetness that greeted him. You jolted in his grip, hands flying to his shoulders and holding on tight.

As if he would ever drop you. As if he would ever let you go.

“You been getting my shirt all wet and messy?” He grumbled, grinning at how you shiver in response to his voice so close to your ear.

“N-not on purpose,” you huffed, pride curling in him at your breathlessness. He dragged the tip of his finger through your folds to press against your clit, groaning again at your responding mewl.

The sounds you made could make him cum right there if he were a weaker man.

“Well, I say we do it on purpose.”

His shirt stayed on as he kissed you. It stayed on as he laid you out before him like a buffet, rucked up just enough to display everything you had to offer his eager tongue. It stayed on as he opened you up on his fingers, earning more of those pretty sounds as you came around him. And it stayed on as he flipped you over and bent you over the couch he found you on, taking his pleasure as he gave you yours.

Tagging @merkitty49 and @wreckers-wife since I know you both love the big guy as much as L and I do :)

[jiminsass-istant]

"Of course a tkker LOL. So tuned in. Are they from india too? the big jk page? No wonder they saw it first. So tuned in."

They have to be a tkkr cause she said she was on Disney scrolling nd bs and saw the trailer, and as far as i have seen it was only released on Indian side (which is now deleted so mistake by their side) so she has to be an Indian. I actually have her blocked for 2 yrs now lol but didn't know she's an Indian.. I have her blocked cause i saw her tkkr ass getting exposed so i had her blocked for 2 yrs. It also ain't surprising cause as an Indian i can assure you if u see Indian armys 90% of the times it's a tkkr/tkk biased. I feel ashamed that most of my country's BTS fans are tkkrs and damn DeLuSiOnAl like where the fk y'all get that level of delusionalness? There's a say that filo Tkkrs and desi tkkrs are the worst and i agree.

Whenever i have seen those tkkrs' videos be it on any sns i always wondered where have they gotten that DeLuSiOnAl level cause how do you make edits saying "OMG jk is pissed he's jealous" all because someone put hand on tae's shoulder??????? That too his own members????????? Cause our industry is not really that conservative like korean industry you know, celebraties here are pretty much open/free with eachother, working together despite being exes n all. So where do these ppl are getting this idea of Big celebraties like BTS(it's ridiculous even for usual ppl but even ridiculous to say that for celebraties since they're used to cause they work in entertainment industry) that are soo big worldwide are getting jealous over such bs thing?? Idk man i never involved myself into indian side of armys cause i know how it's gonna unfold for me..so i don't like being in their spaces. All shit i have seen from them is because they're everywhere, never because i have involved myself with their side. Ppl wish to find armys in their area while i feel opposite lol.

https://x.com/protectjimin13/status/1746591187211866411?t=XXeI2qh3iALeucS7lnS0Lw&s=19

Her azz being jm nd jkk anti and still denying lol. Sorry for the rant but comes sometimes cause as harsh as it sound i kinda hate Indian BTS army. I know i shouldn't generalize but what can u do when 90% is same? Like i literally had to block BTS everywhere so i don't get exposed to the shit i have been (not just cause of Indian tkkrs but tkkrs in general) like I'm traumatized.

Hi Anon! Namaste!

It's okay to rant. But no more attention to those antis once that travel show drops okay?

I blocked that JK page today. I'm also from Asia, so I understand when you say that it's most likely that a 'fan' from here might be a tkkr. That's why I only have a small circle of lke 2-3 army friends and I dont even tell people I am one unless I fully get to know how they engage with bts. I have a friend who gets a lot of TK tiktoks on her feed. And it was me who introduced her to all ships tiktoks lol. I had to tell her that all ships have edits like this, TK is just more famous. A few times, i even debunked edits which she thought were real. Even though she's not a streamer, at least she appreciates Jimin and doesn't hate on him, and is not delulu.

I have blocked tons of TK pages lol.

But i believe there is a rising number of Indian jimin lovers-

WHO has topped their weekly international song chart, a record held only by V, JK and RM. So this is something good.

So let's stay positive lol. You have us always.

[chidoroki]

182 Days of TPN - Day 165

Chapter 165: "You Can Fly!"

(I've finally reached that point where those old chapter reviews of mine became consistent, so if there's some deja vu moments with stuff I say from here onwards then I apologize. Might not happen since those were done blindly while I have a perfectly good idea of what happens in the story now, but I'll look back at those posts just in case so I don't become a broken record.)

I find it so adorable that even after so many years, Isabella still thinks of Leslie.

The hatred I feel for Sarah has grown immensely over the past couple months, so of course now I can't help but feel a bit giddy over her being shipped out. Peter eventually comes in with a comment stating that the farm made the decision based on who, between Isabella or Sarah, would be more beneficial to the farms, and with the impressive results Isabella has made during her time as caretaker, she was chosen as the obvious choice to keep around. And rightfully so. Thank heavens.

I know this poor woman just wanted to be free from all this hell and while I certainly don't wish to see Isabella suffer under the farm's rules and restrictions anymore, I love her too much to just see her get killed off, so you gotta stick around for a couple more years to help out the kids honey. It'll be worth it.

As much as I despise the man, I do like the intense shadow Peter gets across him during this panel. It really makes the sinister aura believable with how terrified Isabella looks, and for a woman who's been around death for so long and perfected a strong facade over the years to actually show some kind of fear, that's quite impressive he managed to make her feel that way.

After all this time and now I'm just getting the feeling that Isabella was crying a bit sometime during that panel of her looking at her number and chip implant in the mirror back at GF. Anyways, I know it was intentional for her to look completely scared upon making this deal with Peter here, but I love that it's all just an act as we later find out in ch170. (also, not important but this is my post so it was gonna get mentioned anyway: absolutely thankful that the second season decided to keep Isabella's hair down during this scene. She may have made the deal with one of the GF demons instead of Peter, but I can forgive the anime for that because Isabella just looked so perfect.)

Duh, everything this woman does is impressive. Sure, it's real bummer for those kids who had to be shipped out, but at least we learned during 181.7 that she did lower the frequency of the shipments so a fewer number of children were shipped out all together. It was a whole quality over quantity idea that worked out well so good for her. The less lives lost the better.

I'm certainly repeating myself from somewhere, but the way Isabella was able to successfully rally all the other moms and sisters together in less than a day is just fantastic. Such a power move. I still geek out over it.

Motherly instincts kicking back in (pfft, silly me, as if they ever left. that's genuine concern on her face). It's certainly a painful way to fix a finger but at least she helped!

The switch from "mom" to "caretaker" happens so quick it could give someone whiplash. Honey, I know this is all part of a grand performance but I don't like when you openly treat your precious children as food!

Still wondering how y'all managed to cross the giant cliff in order to sneak into headquarters but whatever works I guess. I'm certain they didn't just cross the bridge since security probably would've been alerted much sooner and I'm not gonna believe they arrived via random hot air balloons like the second season did. Regardless, it was quite a surprise to see Norman armed with a gun but very welcomed. Seeing him in the shelter jacket and pants is a good look for him too.

Favorite panel/moment:

Oh to be lucky enough to receive a hug from such a beautiful woman.

[cookinguptales]

okay so it's about a week until I leave the country for over a month. I am dutifully filling up my queue so y'all will stay entertained while I am gone, but I should probably state for the record that I may not be easy to get ahold of while I'm gone. if you really want me to see something, send me a tumblr chat/ask so it'll show up in a separate inbox from my notifications.

I'll probably post about some travel stuff here, if I'm not too tired, but I suspect the lion's share will end up on twitter and especially instagram. if you would like to see travel posts, I am @iletaitunefois on twitter and @cookinguptales on IG.

if you do not want to see travel posts, please block '#the travel bug'.

I'm also gonna offer up postcards again. I'm not going to make any promises because I don't know how easy it'll be for me to find time/post offices everywhere I go in Japan -- and also because I may be cursed; I think like only half of my Christmas cards actually made their way to their destinations last year.

But! If you do want a postcard, send me a private message and I'll add you to my list. If you have any special requests (locations, nature, cityscapes, cute characters, whatever) lmk and I can see if I can make that work, but again, no promises. I usually keep track of nearby post offices in Japan because they're good places for foreigners to withdraw money, but like. I'm also not gonna take a ton of time out of my trip to find a post office, y'know? Certain legs of the trip will probably be easier than others for that.

FINALLY, if you want to know more about the trip before you decide to follow my IG or ask for a postcard (or, if like me, you are simply nosy) here's a vague overview of the trip:

The first couple weeks of the trip, I'll actually be on the ocean. There's this thing that cruise lines do called "repositioning cruises" where they literally just sail across the ocean. This is so a cruise company can use a ship in a different location, generally. Like if they usually use a boat in the Caribbean, but during another time of the year want to use it in the Pacific, they still need to get it over there. And why not let people ride it during the journey?

The trip is really more pragmatic than it is designed for tourists, though, so they tend to be very cheap. They're long, there aren't a lot of stops, they tend to be during unpopular travel times... So long story short, we can take a two week cruise to Japan for like... half the cost of a plane ticket to Japan. And my mother and I can work from wherever and my father and my aunt are retired, so. We'll just. be in the Pacific Ocean for two weeks. lmao

(I've moved around my work schedule so I probably won't have to do much work in Japan, but I'll have to work on the boat. ;;)

There will be one stop at the beginning of the trip (Alaska) and one at the end (Hokkaido!!!!!) so that'll be fun! But for the most part, I will mostly be working and writing and vegging out on the boat. I'm downloading a lot of tv now because boats tend to have minimal internet. lmao

(And don't worry, we chose a boat that has vax and testing requirements! Which... will probably make it safer than SEPTA here in Philly...)

Once we're in Japan, though, we're really gonna be putting our JR passes to the test. Here's a not exhaustive list of places we're going and things we're doing, in no particular order. (I... tend not to let people know exactly where I am until I've left that place lmao.)

Tokyo (obviously)

Kyoto

Osaka

Nara (to see the shosoin)

Yamagata

Two different onsen towns

Yokohama

Takarazuka 😎 iykyk

Tokyo Disneyland/DisneySea

Wakayama

Kawagoe

Maybe Hakone depending on weather

various Halloween-themed meals in Tokyo and Halloween itself in Dotonbori

several very sacred mountains to learn about shugendo

castles!! and more shrines and temples than you can shake a stick at

Asahi tour (for dad haha)

sumo stable tour (also for dad)

Pokemon stuff (.... also for dad lmao)

seein some cute animals

a lot of interesting food!!!

tbh we're going to be exhausted, but there's a lot of train travel and easy days in there so we can rest then. (dad and I both love trains lmao) Dad actually hurt himself about a month ago, so I took out some of the stuff I was planning that involved more walking (like the old pilgrimage route in Wakayama, climbing Nokogiriyama, and the monkey park in Jigokudani) so that'll also prevent me from overdoing it too much.

part of me is like "wow this is too much you should scale back and save responsibly" but a lot of my trip is gonna be subsidized by my family in return for translating for them all and arranging everything, and we're gonna save money in lodging and such, so I'm just. gonna tell my brain to shut up and enjoy living before we die lmao.

(when you grew up really poor, it can be kind of hard to let go and allow yourself to enjoy nice things when you're older and more stable financially lmao. but I'm getting better at it!)

also, I'm gonna bring Glen! my little Tabikaeru frog! we'll go to Kusatsu Onsen together lmao.

[askmissthunder]

Hello Miss Thunder and friends! Has anything interesting happened to any of you lately?

Miss Thunder: Hello, hello, everybody!

Red Rabbit: Hey, y'all! Long time no see!

Talon: 'Sup.

Eli: AWWWOOO! Black Dog is back and running wild!

MT: Sorry if we've been gone a while. I think all of us were busy with different things this summer.

RR: I went with my family on a sea cruise!

E: Ooooh! Where to?

RR: To the Caribbean! Didn't you get the postcards I sent?

MT: I did! It looked really nice from what I saw.

RR: Oh, girl! Ocean City has a nice beach but the Bahamas has REAL beaches. The water was so clear and warm, we went snorkeling and rode on jet skis! They were literally the perfect beaches you'd imagine in your dreams!

MT: Blimey!

RR: *Sighs* And all the fine men and ladies there!

T: Aw, geez, here we go...

RR: Oh my God, both on the ship and on the islands! If you threw a rock in any direction, you'd hit either a guy with the most chiseled abs or a gal with the curviest body. Ohhhh...it was like Heaven...

MT: Hee hee! Sounds like you had fun getting to know the locals!

RR: Oh, just a few summer flings here and there. *Sighs* Oh, Jacqueline...She was a lot of fun. She and her boyfriend, George.

E: Whoa ho ho ho!

MT: Oooooooooooh! Spicy!

RR: Heh heh heh! I'll have to tell you about that away from the computer. That story's pretty...steamy.

T: And your parents were just fine with you fucking around on your vacation?

RR: Hold up now! I didn't screw everybody I met! Most didn't even get past second base. Besides...what Mama and Daddy don't know, won't hurt them!

T: Hmm.

E: Well, me and the Ocean City Wrestling stable went on tour up and down the East Coast!

RR: Wow! How'd that go?

E: It was great! The bus rides were long but I got to see a buncha different cities like Atlanta, Charlotte, Jacksonville...

MT: How'd you do overall with your matches?

E: Not bad! I lost about four but I won seven!

RR: Woooooo! Way to go, Black Dog!

E: And I'm happy because I finally, finally got to do a match I always wanted to do: a cage match!

MT: I remember! You called me right after!

E: It was in Charleston and it was me against The Mantis! His holds and submissions might be deadly but he didn't think I was gonna climb the cage upside down and do a body slam on him, ha ha!

MT: Wha...Eli! Aren't those cages like 20 feet tall?!

E: Yeah, but that makes it look cooler when I climb up the sides and do my patented Flying Dog Punch!

T: Oh, stop being such a wet blanket, Penny. He's fine and in one piece.

MT: *Picks Eli off the ground and hugs him* Hmph! I'm his girlfriend! It's my job to worry about him.

E: *Nuzzles against Penny's big cheek* Heh heh! I don't mind.

MT: As for me, I attended a summer music program at my school!

E: So...what? Isn't that just more classes for you to do?

MT: Yes, but it looks good on my student record and it helps my GPA! Plus, we got to do more live performances like the works of Franz Liszt and Gioachino Rossini!

MT: *Claps hands Excitedly* Eeeeee! It was so much fun!

T: Heh. Only you would find having school in summer fun.

MT: And guess who got to be First Chair Flute during the entire program?

RR: Oooooh, I bet a certain bunch of bullies weren't too happy about that!

MT: No, they were not, but getting to play all those solos made all those ugly looks and remarks worth it!

RR: Good for you, Penny! You know what they say: "Success is the Best Revenge!"

E: What about you, Talon? What'd you do while we were all busy?

T: *Shugs* Same ol', same ol'. Work at the deli by day, go on patrol at night. Somebody has to keep watch on the city while you're all lollygagging around.

MT: Oi! It's not like I went on vacation! I went on patrol with you a few times!

T: The keyword being "a few".

RR: Tsk tsk! Sounds to me like you out of all of us needed a vacation!

T: Hmm...I wouldn't mind going back to your beach house.

RR: That'd be fun! I know classes have started already but maybe we can go for a weekend before it starts getting cold.

MT: Ohhhh! Speaking of the beach house! Eli, did you enjoy that photo I gave you?

E: Yup! Thank you, Penny! Heh heh heh!

RR: Whoa whoa whoa whoa! What photo?!

MT: Well, before Eli left on his trip, he told me he was sad he wouldn't be able to see me for almost a month so I gave him a photo to cheer him up whenever he missed me.

RR: *Grinning cheekily* Penny! I thought you were a good Christian girl! Why are you sending Eli sexy photos of yourself?

MT: Hee hee hee! It was only the one photo! Besides, you're the one who took it!

RR: What?! When?!

MT: At your beach house last year. You had the Polaroid and you caught a photo of me...adjusting "The Girls"...

RR: Ohhhhhhh, that photo!

MT: I know it looks like I'm giving a "Come Hither" look but in reality, I was annoyed because of how much I was sweating and I think this was right before I said, "How can you Yanks stand this bloody heat?!"

E: I certainly didn't mind either way...

T: Pssh. Of course, you wouldn't.

(Artwork by @fileorwell on Twitter)

[deliberatemisspelling]

I'm gonna say something extremely controversial (hi, we've met).

I love Taylor Kelly.

I love her.

I love her unabashed sexuality.

I love her drive for finding the truth (even when she does it wrong, even when it hurts people she loves.)

I love how fiercely she cares about her job.

I love her.

When I did school for a while I was a communications major and I ran 3 school papers and I have worked for an actual honest to God local newspaper and when I did those things I would have MURDERED A MAN for a cohort like Taylor Kelly. Someone who CARES about TELLING THE TRUTH. No matter how ugly or uncomfortable it is.

I have another controversial thing (shocker, I know): 911 is a good show, but it's a Fox procedural and it's copaganda, no matter how diverse the cast is or how liberal the storylines are.

There is a reason why the Journalist/reporter character is written the way Taylor Kelly is. You are supposed to uncritically side with the characters you love when Taylor does something (arguably, in the case of breaking the Jonah story) shady.

The narrative leads the viewer to automatically side with members of the 118, but I'm sorry, on-shift firefighters being high (even through no fault of their own) is a story (yes, ethically using the footage of Bobby would be fucked. That's why her editor said no, and yes, she did learn from that experience. She wanted to, and she wasn't allowed. Buck does that in his job every other episode.)

Taylor is RIGHT when she says the information about Jonah would have gotten out anyway. Oh, the poor woobie fire department wanted to break the story themselves for damage control 🥺🥺🥺. Boo hoo.

In the context we're shown she didn't use any information from the conversation prior in the episode that she, a seasoned reporter, would not have found on her own in half an hour of googling.

She didn't quote anyone. She had a name first, that's it. A name any other reporter would've gotten from land records or a neighbor or any other one of a dozen sources 20 minutes later, once on-scene. Reporters are supposed to break stories. It's their JOB. They aren't supposed to regurgitate press releases from the fire department like it's news.

Uncritically hating Taylor Kelly because shes Wrong For Buck (she is, that's okay) without considering the fact that public institutions that are paid for with tax dollars (like police and fire departments) SHOULD be critically analyzed is lazy, and there's whole other kettle of fish to talk about regarding hatred female characters paired with part of a popular m/m ship. (It used to be called Bashing, and it's so fucking boring y'all omg).

Taylor's arc is crafted to make the journalist, and journalism, and investigative reporting, look shady.

Listen to the voice-over at the end of the blackout episode! It's all about how, now that the blackout is over, the only violence and property damage still occurring is in the autonomous zone. It's not subtle.

The Fourth Estate is IMPORTANT and the current real world state of it is a SHAMBLES. There are serious problems with the state of journalism but there are serious problems with the state of public entities too, and the way characters that are members of the 118 are allowed to make mistakes (you know, like people) while the House is held up as a bastion of perfection while still being part of a problematic institution, but a character like Taylor, because she is a Journalist, is given NO QUARTER, is galling.

A reporter like Taylor Kelly is Worth Her Weight in GOLD. She's got some things to learn but she's young and she's hungry and she CARES.

I love Taylor Kelly.

[eddsworldstuck]

i'm busy with Game of Dice stuff *looks directly at the thumbnail i need to draw and matches i recorded that i gotta look through to see if they're worth editing. then looks at the stuff i wanna write for Game of Dice*

i'm also like, waiting for the new Marianas Trench album, Haven, to release on the 30th this month cause i just know there's the chance i might change more chapter titles to the new songs lol. i'm pretty sure the act names are set in stone. last act and its chapters i don't see changing at all from what i already have.

like, the entire tracklist has been revealed but it also matters that the song itself and its lyrics fit to what i wanna name a chapter after (i spent a good hour or so looking through music i listen to for the original timeline act/chapter names before some got renamed).

...on a side note, guess who just changed another chapter name cause one of the songs randomly released and i just saw it appear on my Spotify randomly

that's 4 songs from Haven used for ews chapter names, help

also i just had the easiest time getting Brave Alfonse to +10 in feh and the tord yootooz i pre-ordered earlier in the year is gonna start shipping towards the end of this month i'm gonna hit him with a hammer /j

so august is a good month this year lol :)

anyway on a story note: A1C1 is almost done (not including time i'd set aside in wanting to get it beta read cause i frequently find mistakes after i post lol). but the main thing holding me back is still thinking about entry artifacts. i have the idea of what i want the artifacts to mean but thinking of what they will be and how they solve their puzzle holds me back lol.

anyway again, have these in the meantime

some excerpts from A1C1. it's just about the handles i made for the 4.

random bit from a future act & chapter cause their dynamic is just this to me. the sylph/RT is 🤏 always this close to strangling her fellow derse dreamers [you look closer and see my fingers are touching.]

rough sketches of prospit/derse stuff, using slightly redesigned versions of fancy dreamself outfits i've designed years ago. no i'm not sure if they actually wear these in the story itself or simple dreamself outfits instead, but i like these designs and wanna use them somewhere. idk when this one will finish. ...and also i have a game of dice piece i need to finish. all their designs is based on their class outfits in someway. Tom only kinda where it's mostly the cape and i kinda used something else as inspo. "what's the other inspo?" Captain Dr. X i guess you can consider this piece a successor to a very old prospit/derse piece i made in 2014. ...also i finally got the idea to make this after listening to moonlight daydream on repeat. altho it's a song that would fit the duo instead. no there is not a chapter named after this song, but i was real close on doing so lol.

and rough sketches of the fancy dreamself outfits of the duo cause why not. like the others, SA's outfit is based on her class outfit (Mage, fanon design). RT is the only one not based on her class and is being based on Filipino and Laotian fashion. with some added details. "why is she different?" cause the reason i had years ago when i designed my og idea for fancy dreamself outfits: i wanted Filipino and Laotian inspiration somewhere because i'm Filipino Laotian. this is one of the few times y'all can see her face. we also won't see their dreamselves in ews anyway cause they've already ascended/god tiered.

[the-official-legacies-blog]

It's not what you think!

Warnings: Suggestive themes, swearing

Rating: 13+

Characters: Miroslav Adamski, Aleš Adamski-Ambroz, Eliška Adamski-Ambroz, Jasmine Aybüke Belinay Adamski

Mentioned character: Luljeta Adamski

Ship: Aleš x Eliška (Or as I like to call the ship: Carnation and Rose Fields), Miroslav x Jasmine (If you squint)

Summary: Eliška fell, Aleš tried to catch her, Miroslav jumps to conclusions.

A/N: Y'ALL I HAVE NO EXPERIENCE WRITING SUGGESTIVE THINGS EVEN THOUGH I MAKE A LOT OF SEX JOKES IRL- *Dies*

"This isn't a good idea!"

Eliška scoffed in response.

"Oh please," Eliška said.

"I said to your mother I would keep you safe!" Aleš protested, "Letting you climb a bookshelf with no ladder is not keeping you safe!" He finished.

"Moja láska, I can take care of myself. After all, I'm not that scared girl anymore," Eliška responded.

"I know that, Eli. I'm just worried the shelf is gonna crash," Aleš said, "I could have just picked you up."

"Nothing bad will happen," Eliška responded.

... Then she made a wrong step.

Eliška fell off the shelf, a screech escaping her.

Aleš wasted no time in catching her.

... The next few moments were a blur, and the next thing Aleš knew, he and Eliška were staring at the entrance to the library, where a shocked Miroslav stood.

"Damn Aleš! I didn't know you were into Eliška topping you!" Miroslav commented.

Aleš felt his face turn red.

"For the record, no, she doesn't top- WHY THE HELL ARE YOU PRYING INTO WHAT WE DO!?" Aleš responded.

"Well I heard a thud and a scream, so I thought I would check!" Miroslav said.

Eliška quickly got off of Aleš, she tried to cover her face that was red from embarrassment.

"See what you just did!?" Aleš said.

"What I did!? What the hell did I do!?" Miroslav responded.

"Oh you KNOW what you did!" Aleš said.

"Damn little brother chill!" Miroslav said, rolling his eyes.

"Not when you have your mind in the gut-"

A loud banging was heard on the ceiling.

"Everyone shut the hell up! I just got Luljeta to fall asleep!" Jasmine snapped from upstairs.

"... I should probably go," Miroslav said, running off.

Aleš sighed, then he went over to Eliška.

"Are you okay?" Aleš asked.

"... Yes," Eliška responded.

"... Sorry about my brother," Aleš said.

"It's fine, I'm used to it," Eliška responded.

Aleš sighed before wrapping his arms around Eliška.

"... Are we serious gonna cuddle on the floor of a library?" Eliška asked.

"... No," Aleš responded, then he got up, picked Eliška up, and walked to their room.

A suiting ending for what happened, wouldn't you say, reader?

[boyakishantriage]

"Y'know what? I really. Fucking hate. Bureaucracy."

The terran sat on a chair, on top of the table, which was glued to the roof. Technically the floor, as they were in a space ship. Because everyone kept shouting like children when they were on the planet.

"It's not neutral land"

"I have to move so far from home"

Fucking bullshit. These were PhD holding alien folk who couldn't get their shit together. Like fucking high schoolers with superiority complexes have more maturity and organisation than these professionals.

"Alright. Fucking. Uhhh. Lisp, whatever. Fucking. U good? Didn't lose your fucking pants on the way up to my stupid ship that I had to park over your stupid planet because you lot can't organise yourselves and fucking... Whatever. Uhhhh. Passionfruit. You, got you. Fucking. Whatever. Go."

The Terran appeared hungover, grasping a bottle as she leaned on the table. The Terran organisation UEN had sent a single human to diffuse the situation. Something remarkable considering it'd taken teams of experts to stop both parties from inciting a civil war. Somehow pettier than humans. Something that shall be omitted from every record humans will record. For obvious reasons.

And the hearing began, as it did when I started. Fucking silence. Awkward, before it on charge.

"Alright. Shut the fuck up Oliver, I don't give two fucks if you think me fucking swearing is a highly offensive thing. It's the only thing that appears to keep these two moronic groups to listen and know I'm sick of both of their shit."

She stood up, clicking a button on the remote.

"Alright. Basic shit for you dumbasses who forgot. This is the planet. Orion, y'all are Onions and you lot want. Fucking whatever. And you guys want. Whatever. Marmalade. What's the situation on your end?"

"We work, high effort jobs, for twelve hours, for the equivalent of a quarter of the standard meal. Now-"

"Shut. Uhhh. Mr Lovetap. Any objections, corrections. Whatever."

"Nothing. That's about right."

The purple skinned alien sat with a more professional stance, body kept straight and casually formal. Whereas the other purple alien, a butch of a lady, she sat with a worker's aura, ready to get the shit over and done with.

"alright. Ramen, what the fuck do you want in minimum?"

"... Minimum?"

"what is the absolute minimum you can agree with?"

"... Uhm."

I looked at the woman, giving a moment as she thought through.

"ok. Think in general terms, what's the more important things?"

"... Better pay, discussion of work, ability to bargain and..."

"and I'm gonna cut you here. Namen, this is Oliver Green, he's friends with a bunch of union leaders as is I. Now the only good thing about him, is he's a hippie-"

"I'm not-"

She continued ignoring his objection.

"and he's got plenty of time to discuss with you. Mr Lovetap, same thing. And also. Any objections or whatever."

"... Uhm, well-"

"either bring up a counter point or something to say about her request, or shut the fuck up."

"Ah, well you see. We're not legally required to-"

"right. Mr Lovesta, meet Yemo. Yemo, Mr Lovesta. Yemo here is a government representative I dragged here with their government's permission, I'm sorry I had to drag you out the service. Sorry for your loss, I don't care. Yemo, you've met Oliver. You two can work together to make this shit work out. Or don't. I don't care. Now."

The purple alien, dressed in a funeral toga appeared flustered at the decisiveness of the Terran as she reached below the table. Sliding cases to the leaders

" Here's a bunch of USBs, solar powered video things. They're basically indestructible and in thode bright blue cases. Important colour, I know, congratulations. There's instruction booklets in your local, human and every language I could bother the translator to do, paper booklets in your local and english. Do I need to step you through how to do this. Or are all of you Yuva level professionals able to understand how to be big Bugas and discuss, talk. Not be little Wargos and let me fucking go home?"

The Terran glared at the small gathering, a camera recording the entire scene as the Onions looked at each other, the other Terran, government delegate. And then the Terran.

"... Thanks?"

"shut the fuck up. I'm not going to magically fix your problems, because then I'm gonna have to come back. You teach the next generation of people this kind of thing, tell them and teach them how to talk to each other so I don't have to come back here every five years when you two get into petty arguments. We good?"

Oliver raised his hand.

"also, I'm gonna be like. In the asteroid field, and like-"

"shhhhh. Everyone. Let's have lunch, I'm then gonna ditch y'all. And go home. Are we clear?"

A pause, before the Onions and human all nodded.

"great. You. Yemen, tell the coalition the Terran's basically solved the issue, now y'all can wait here and talk. Or come with me to cook."

The human bashed her head against the table. Loudly, raising it, she looked at the delegate.

"y'all have been doing back and forth for. THREE. MOTHERFUCKING. HOURS. So let me streamline this."

She clapped her hands at a random person.

"Who the fuck are you?"

"I- How dare-"

"Shut the fuck up. Shhhh. Shut the fuck up. Who the fuck are you."

"... Lovesta."

"great. Amazing. Why the fuck are you important?"

"... Do you even-"

"shhh. Shut the fuck up. Shhhh. Shut up. Why. The fuck. Are you. Important?"

"... Because I am the delegate for-"

"shhhh. Shut. Explain. Simple words."

"... I own a massive company."

"great. See how hard that was. You and to use two brain cells. Now. What the fuck do you want?"

"... I would like the workers to work."

"great. Amazing sweetheart. Now you."

"who the fuck are you?"

"... Namen."

"why the fuck are you important?"

"I am the leader for the workers."

"what the fuck do you want?"

"I would like the workers to have good pay and not be insured."

"ok. Now. What's the problem here."

"..."

"anyone. Literally anyone. I would like someone to explain. To me. What the fuck. Is the problem here."

A good pause, as people tried to bring something up. Then quiet down.

"nobody? Nothing? Ok, here. You. Rãmen. What do you mean by good pay."

"... I dont-"

"ok. So. This is a meal. It's got some grains, vegetables and a bit of meat. How much is this?"

"... Twelve Wits."

"how much are you paid."

"... Three."

"how much do you work."

"a day."

"how difficult?"

"... Very?"

"ok. So, you get paid. A quarter of a single meal. You. Love tap. Describe the working conditions."

"... A clean space where they do their job?"

"ramen?"

"a mush hall."

"ok. So. Both of you, define what you want. Specifically. How much do you get paid, how much is a meal. Describe how you work. What you do. How long. You. You get a list of reasons for things that they may want ok?"

Both looked at each other.

"and why would I do that?"

"because, you've been going back and forth. FOR FOUR HOURS. I've managed to streamline, highlight and organise you both into writing down basic parameters. Now go do that."

[sweetescapeartist]

DBS COLORING BOOK CHAPTER 74 REVIEW

*spoilers* I liked this chapter in isolation.

*spoilery spoilers* I dislike this chapter when comparing it to other chapters.

Here's the battle Vegeta fans have been waiting for...! (Glad I lowered my greatly expectations)

First, let's talk about use of panels real quick. When there is action, Toyo has done better and uses about 6 panels max to convey the fight. But when there is dialogue, he uses too many panels. Like 7 to 9 panels on one page. That is too much for dialogue. And he has pointless reaction shots often.

It begins with the axolotl inspired Sugarians leaving their fishbowl homes through cleaning-tube roadways. I like their aquarium-like city and their buildings.

And here we are on page 2 with the Toyotaro dialogue. 😒 How can I tell? Compare it to Dragon Ball and you can easily tell the difference between Toriyama's dialogue & Toyotaro's dialogue. (Toriyama has been more focused with working on the DBS movies. I highly doubt he contributes as much to the manga as some fans believe.)

Vegeta sounds like Mr. Satan when calling fusion and cloning "tricks" lol. And no, I doubt Vegeta's Forced Spirit Fission would work on Granolah. Granolah split himself in 2 with a technique. It is still all Granolah & he hasn't absorbed anyone. Forced Spirit Fission is useless here.

Granolah sure is chatty again after he kept saying how he really really wants to kill these Saiyans. Vegeta tells him he parted ways with Freeza and he is an enemy now, as to which Granolah laughs. Granolah thinks Vegeta is betraying Freeza to spare his own life. This just let's us know what kind of person Granolah is...

Granolah is a nonsensical idiot who doesn't know how to reason well & doesn't listen to truth because he assumes he is already right. I don't like ppl like him who refuse to grow mentally. I went from liking Granolah, to not caring about his bland personality, to disliking him. 😑

Oatmeel's input is pointless because he doesn't sway Granolah into believing the Saiyans may not be lying. He quickly gives up and becomes quiet. Vegeta informs Granolah that he was a child when Planet Cereal's ppl were killed and wasn't part of the attack. But he doesn't care and Paragus wants revenge against the royal family... I mean, Baby wants revenge on all Saiya... Granolah wants to kill all Saiyans.

Then we get Vegeta saying he will kill Granolah after barely talking to the guy who was willing to talk. I guess Vegeta just wants to fight and test his power instead of trying to redeem himself like earlier chapters implied and fans theorized. Throw that out the window.

He turns SSB Evolution & Hakai's large rocks around Granolah. But Granolah appears behind him and shows Vegeta true hakai. He elevates a big chunk of the ground & blows it up then the force pushes Vegeta to him and Granolah strikes him. Cool way to use the environment in battle.

Also, Granolah knows Hakai. He shows it off by using his own more powerful Hakai & suggests Vegeta's training with Beerus is lacking.

There is some cool looking art. Their fight moves from forest to river to lake. Interesting environment s for DB. Reminds me of the Cooler movie and the fights on Namek a bit.

This entire time, Vegeta is on the defensive and has to run. But, I find pages 16-21 silly.

Why is Vegeta swimming when he can fly through the water?! Swimming is slower & Granolah is firing fast ki blasts at him!

YOU: "But, Vegeta is swimming so Granolah can't detect his ki."

Granolah can see him! His right eye is supposed to see blood flow and stuff. He nearly hits him multiple times. And lets not forget he was sniping them long distance and his Goku in the neck and almost took him out. Why does Granolah need aim assist now? I'll tell ya why. To make Vegeta look more impressive than Goku by making Goku look like a poor fighter. And this was a Goku who was using Ultra Instinct and still got messed up by Granolah while Vegeta is just using SSB Evolution. Character sabotage... 😒

Back to my complaints about Vegeta swimming. The swimmin' would work in OG Dragon Ball but not here. It would work on Namek with Freeza who can't sense ki, but not here with Granolah who can sense ki (& maybe even god ki) & his eye can percieve all kinds of movements of the body.

And why does Vegeta momentarily pop up out the water then go hide back into it? Don't say its 'cause he needs to catch his breath. He aparently did training holding his breath while on the Heeter's ship, so he should be fine holding his breath. It was for a short period of time anyways. It just doesn't fit and is unnecessary in multiple ways.

Vegeta Hakai's Granolah's big blast to escape it and it blows him out of the water. Interesting kinda... Until you realize that Vegeta's training that we were shown was lame. He just Hakai'd logs & rocks! It should've shown him trying to Hakai ki blasts from Beerus. Make his training look cool darn it!

Chapter 70 Established that Hakai has changed. It no longer is just erasing things from existence in different ways. It has to have a *boom* explosion to it. So when Beerus Hakai'd Zamasu in chapter 19, there should've been an explosion instead of turning him into sand? So, now whenever the Hakai is used, there will always be an explosion...? I don't like how Toyo is quick to change what he set up just for his convenience...

Granolah brags about himself then Vegeta brags about himself-...! That's why I dislike Granolah! He's just like Vegeta! Maybe if I stop thinking of Granolah as a "good guy" then he will be cooler? I did like evil Vegeta as an evil character. We were supposed to hate him. So, if I imagine Granolah as an evil Vegeta... It worked! Granolah's unappealing attitude works perfectly if you view him as an evil enemy! (Still kinda preachy tho)

VEGETA: "But I'm still going to win."

Vegeta fans rejoice! Your prayers have been answered by the great Zalama! Vegeta announced victory...! Wait... I've seen this before... Yo... Vegeta fans, prepare for Vegeta to be defeated just in case. He has a record of announcing victory then ultimately losing. Don't get your hopes up too high.

Lol Granolah disses Vegeta's ego 👌. But Granolah is unknowingly talking about himself too XD. Dummies. Vegeta mocks him by calling him "Mr. Strongest" & Granolah has nothing to day. Granolah can dish it out but can't take it.

Goku wakes up and sees Vegeta fighting Granolah. Who cares? How are you gonna be caught off gaurd in a form that reacts on its own? Go back to sleep. I'm not mad at you, Goku. I'm just disappointed.

Vegeta fires a barrage of ki at Granolah and Granolah Hakai's them. Then Vegeta fools Ganolah into destroying an ancient city of the Cerelians.

VEGETA: "I can tell, you know... That you only recently acquired this absurd strength."

GRANOLAH: "How? How can you tell?"

VEGETA: "Thank you for confirming."

There's the Granolah we know. Quick to give out valuable info. Also, this is to make Vegeta appear "smarter" & a "better fighter" than Goku. Realistically, a master martial artist like Goku would be first to notice that Granolah recently acquired this kind of power. But, Goku is being dumbed down for Vegeta's sake.

VEGETA: "Need I repeat myself...? You may be stronger but... there's no gaurantee that I'll lose to you!" *attempts to break Granolah's leg*

So says the guy who always loses unless the opponent is weaker than him. But, he even lost to weaker opponents on Earth before, so....

Vegeta fans calm down, calm down. This is basic Vegeta dribble. Let's be real. When has Vegeta ever defeated an opponent that was stronger than himself? Never. When has Vegeta become stronger than his opponent and defeat them because they're weaker than him now? Always. Does Vegeta ever win when he is too cocky? Nope. This is to hype y'all up. Don't be mad if he loses. Y'all know this routine. The arc ain't even over so the chances of him winning are low.

Now let's examine Vegeta's fight in comparison to Goku's fight.

Goku goes through all his forms & uses Ultra Instinct in base, SSJ, SSG, SSB, & then goes silver haired UI when fighting Granolah. Then, he loses in every form. Vegeta goes straight to Blue Evolution and only seriously gets hurt once.

Goku keeps getting hit despite having a technique that is all about evasion. Vegeta gets hit far less & doesn't have Ultra Instinct.

Goku was struggling to fight a clone that was half the power of Granolah. Vegeta fights Granolah at his full power and struggles less.

Goku complains about his training and how he is struggling using his technique. Vegeta who had less time with Hakai training isn't complaining about struggling with Hakai.

Goku far surpassed Vegeta in the Moro arc, yet they are crippling Goku to let Vegeta catch up & make him look better. Vegeta has literally gotten a handout that he didnt have to work hard for in order to catch up with Goku... This chapter is fine when isolated and you aren't thinking about any other previous chapter. But, it is a convoluted mess when you look back at the previous chapters, the piss poor storytelling, & Vegeta's poor Hakai training that leads up to this chapter.

Where'd that "heroic" Vegeta and that "redemption" stuff go? Its as if Toyotaro decided he should stop tying to make Vegeta the hero & main character instead of Goku being the main. (Thank God.)

But... Vegeta says that he loves fights that are unpredictable?? That I disagree completely with. Vegeta wants fights to go in his favor through all of DBZ and will throw a fit when it doesn't.

In RoF: it was going in his favor so he loved it.

Destroyer Tournament arc: he didn't like that things didn't go his way in the end.

Future Trunks arc: he was upset when losing to Black, but loved it when he thought he was going to win.

ToP: angry when everyone else surpassed him, happy when he gained an upperhand, upset when he lost the upperhand.

Moro arc: Vegeta is upset that Moro is stronger but even more upset that Goku is stronger than him. When he is stronger than Moro he is loving it. Then when he loses the advantage, he is upset.

Vegeta doesn't love unpredictable fights, Goku does! Vegeta loves predictable fights in his favor.

Granolah asks how many lives were sacrificed for Vegeta's carnage. Vegeta doesn't answer. Why? Because its best to ignore the fact that he has killed billions of ppl so that Vegeta fans can ignore his bad actions (Yet many say that Vegeta has developed so much without acknowledging his terrible past). Can't have Vegeta looking like a bad guy in this chapter, right?

Oh boy! Page 37 is more "Vegeta hype!" He doesn't care about strongest or second strongest ('cause he has never been 1st place) & he basically explains Dragon Ball to us.

Roshi already taught Goku & Krillin that there will always be somebody stronger, so they need to keep reaching higher and higher.

If Vegeta is stronger than he was a few minutes ago, would that mean the same for Goku when he was fighting? Why did he perform so poorly? I wonder... 🤔

Granolah jabs Vegeta in the stomach, but Vegeta manages to slow it down (how come Goku using Ultra Instinct couldn't do that?). And cool. Blood. Anime has better writing and cool character development/moments. The manga has blood... Well, I guess blood is cooler to some ppl.

Vegeta is looking like Goku in the ToP before he attained UI. He has his head down & all. Vegeta just isn't talking about hownl much he sucks. Why does Goku keep insulting himself? N-nevermind. This is about Vegeta who keeps complimenting himself.

Why did Granolah become scared of Vegeta suddenly? Wouldn't he just see him as a mad dog and use his amazing power to put Vegeta down before he can do anything? He hates them so much, but keeps letting them live.

Uh oh... Vegeta doesn't like protecting and saving? BuT I tHoUgHt hE wAs a hErO! Where is his development going?? Ya mean the real development he had in the anime or the pseudo development in the manga?

But even after saying all that... I prefer manga Vegeta to be like this instead of a wannabe hero. Wannabe hero doesn't fit. This feels like Vegeta is in character again. I like this. I was just criticizing how Vegeta was written in past chapters in comparison to this one. A more chill Vegeta who loves battles? This is what I've wanted from DBS manga Vegeta for a long time!

Oh snap! Vegeta's transforming? I wonder what it will look like (thanks for the warning from the leaks 👍). Oil... Why are you even in this chapter? We don't care about you right now & you're boring without Maki. Goku says it ain't "any old god ki."

I wonder how Goku never knew about this new form if he and Vegeta trained on Beerus Planet together. Ya think he would've sensed and saw it & even wanted to fight against it.

So is this new form a spur of the moment thing? So Vegeta has a new form that he never trained... And he asks if Granolah has been training his new power on page 34... Sounds hypocritical of Vegeta, or he is being thrown a bone to make him look capable. Is Vegeta gonna pull a Golden Freeza by not training this new form? Or maybe a UI Goku at the ToP and lose the form?

Page 43, Granolah shoots tiny ki blasts at Vegeta's tower of flaming ki and he is surprised it did nothing. Why not try again but this time use that one big blast instead. No? Gonna let the guy of the race you hate finish transforming? Just gonna be scared and shocked to make Vegeta look impressive? Ok.

Pages 41, 44, & 45

Oh! Here it is! The new form...! Aaaand I still don't like it. Also, he healed up like Goku did last chapter too. Odd. Why does transforming heal them now? Didn't before.

No build up to make the form more cool, it's just

"Here, Vegeta. Goku has one more form than you do & he has mastered UI, so we can't let you fall too far behind. So I just pulled this crap transformation fresh outa my butt and gave it to you."

Another undeserved handout. Can you please make Vegeta earn a new form in the manga? PLEASE?!

Vegeta looks like he is in his own UI Omen form (like how Vegeta fans begged for Vegeta to get for the longest time). Dark hair with sone lighter coloured higlights, light coloured pupils, new aura. But this is what I see...

SSJ3ROSÉ of DESTRUCTION INSTINCT OMEN (or just "SSJ-ChexMix" for short)

Looks like in the end, Vegeta needed to resort to his own Ultra Instinct equivalent!

Oh no... I criticized Vegeta's bad writing too much! I bet some Vegeta fans are gonna automatically assume that I hate him because I want him to be written better without plotholes! 😱

IN CONCLUSION:

This chapter is good when isolated on its own. But, this chapter is filled with inconsistencies when you look back at previous chapters. Overall, it's... a mixed bag that I barely like. It's just so retarded that Goku had to be dragged through the mud just for Vegeta to look better. That is insulting to Vegeta and it either shows how much he sucks or or how weak the writing for Vegeta is. But we got what we got...

Wanna know how to make Vegeta look good without making Goku look pathetic? Goku never uses MUI! Goku defeats Granolah's clone with SSB. Then, Granolah merges back with his clone & catches SSB Goku by surprise and knocks him out.

Then, the reason why Vegeta seems to be doing better is because Vegeta is using SSBE, unlike SSB Goku who was caught off guard. Why make the MUI form & Goku both look like trash just to give Vegeta his own Ultra (Destructive) Intinct? Is Vegeta really that trash?! 😓😴

I don't wanna see the Heeters anymore. My hype for them died, but maybe a later chapter can make me like them more. Idk.

Where is my homie, Moniato?! 🐌 (BEST CHARACTER OF THE ARC SO FAR!)

Oh yeah...I was supposed to complain about not seeing Freeza again like I do every chapter... Who cares at this point? If Granolah is stronger than Goku & Vegeta, what can Freeza do? Hide for 3 yrs and let Granolah die?

What are my predictions for next chapter? More Vegeta wanking of course. More gloating & looking down on Granolah too. A battle of overinflated egos. Bad dialogue and decent to good art. I'll probably find it mostly boring but I may be surprised (that could be a good or bad thing). Vegeta will appear to be winning before...

Vegeta gets defeated & certain Vegeta fans will rage & be annoying. Those ones will complain about how Vegeta always gets the short end of the deal (that's what he gets for being shorter than Bulma & 12 cm taller than Krillin). This one should happen imo based off of Goku's performance.

Vegeta's fight will get interrupted before the battle ends so that Vegeta fans don't get angry. Make Vegeta fans feel that Vegeta could've won and keep them grasping on to hope. (How manipulative.) This one is most likely to happen to "satisfy" all fans.

Vegeta will win and Vegeta fans will rejoice & some will be very annoying. Despite the fact that he had terrible training, was handed a new form just to stay relevant, and Goku had to underperform & UI had to be nerfed just to make Vegeta look good. This one may happen just to appease Vegeta fans. (That is the worst outcome imo.) If Vegeta gets "a win/a W" against a main villain, make sure his training looks impressive and he has some sort of connection to the main bad guy. That way the victory feels well deserved.

If the final enemy is Freeza, then Vegeta defeating Granolah isn't "a win" against a major villain. Granolah will just be a bump in the road. He's already set up to not be a "bad guy." In the end, the main bad guy will be either Freeza, Gas, 7-3, or someone. Vegeta fans shouldn't care if Vegeta wins or loses against Granolah. He isn't the "final boss."

[secretagentspydetectiveninja]

Heely beloved, we are gathered here today

(A NEW CHAPTER APPEARS!! Anyway here’s that silly overly fluffy rarepair fic based off this silly thing and totally counts for week 2 of Atypical April) (did anyone want ace Adrien? Ace-drien? Well you’re getting ace Adrien. And also ace Alix. EVERYONE IS ACE SHUSH)

(AO3) (chapter 1) (there are only gonna be 3 in total don’t worry)

 Chapter Two

The fifth skate date was not too different from the fourth one. They spent some of the time chatting, some of the time skating, and rather a lot of the time, well... It wasn’t that there had been a lack of physical contact before, since Adrien had kept stumbling over and Alix had to keep picking him up, but this felt different somehow. She was actually, consciously holding his hand sometimes, even though she didn’t need to. He found it comforting – he never got much physical reassurance from anyone these days, especially not from the type of person who could absolutely fearlessly beat someone up and rarely showed affection like this. The fact that she clearly thought him worth spending time with… it made his heart swell.

He still couldn’t quite figure out whether or not he had just convinced himself to like her, only because it made the prospect of marriage easier, or if he actually liked her. After all, he had never been interested in her as anything other than a friend back when they were at school. But that time he had been head over heels for Ladybug, and never really thought about anyone else.

Things were different now – and he did feel the same way about her as he had with Ladybug back then. This hadn’t happened with Chloé when he had considered marrying her, so perhaps there was actually something in it…

Halfway through the sixth skate date, it suddenly began to rain.

“I don’t think that’s going to clear up any time soon,” Adrien said, glancing up at the sky and seeing it covered in dark grey clouds.

“I guess this skate date is over early then…”

“Wait, don’t go home in the rain!” He took her arm in his to stop her skating off. “Why don’t you come inside for some time?”

Her face lit up. “Wait, really? Am I allowed?”

“I’m not sure, but my father’s not home right now anyway so he won’t know. You can stay until the rain stops if you want.”

“Thanks!”

He took her into the house, quickly popping into the office to ask Nathalie to get some towels to dry them off, since they were drenched and dripping rainwater everywhere. Once they were no longer completely soaked, the two of them went into Adrien’s room to wait out what seemed to have become a thunderstorm.

“We could play video games,” Adrien said, putting away his skates and helmet, “or we could just talk, or there’s plenty of other things in here for us to…”

He turned around to see her staring up at the rock climbing wall in a stunned, awed silence.

“…Or you could climb the wall, if you want.”

She didn’t need to be told twice. Without even saying a word, she scrambled up the wall so fast she was at the top in under a minute, where she half turned around and had a look down at the view.

“Dude. I want to marry your rock climbing wall.”

Adrien couldn’t help but burst into laughter – that was so close and yet so far from what he wanted.

“Seriously! You have an entire actual rock climbing wall inside your actual bedroom, that’s the coolest thing ever…”

“I don’t have much time to use it though,” he said. “But you’re always welcome to have a go on it whenever you want.”

“Really? Adrien, you’re the best!”

He blushed and looked at the ground, not even sure what to say to that.

In any case, the storm did not seem to be passing and was just getting heavier. After a few more turns climbing the wall, Alix suggested just going out and skating in the rain anyway, saying that it would be fun. Adrien knew perfectly well that he probably wouldn’t be allowed to if he asked about it… so he decided it would be better just not to ask in the first place.

They went back outside together and spent far too long splashing through the puddles in the courtyard like responsible adults, getting gross rainwater everywhere, laughing all the while. Adrien was sure he hadn’t done something so fun and reckless since back at school at least. He could just feel the stress of his modelling job and his father’s expectations lifting off his shoulders the longer he spent messing around and having fun. It was so freeing! Like being a kid again.

Eventually evening started to fall and he began to feel tired. Without caring how wet the ground was, he sat down to rest. “That was so much fun… it’s getting kind of cold now, though…”

He sneezed into his sleeve – whoops, hopefully he wasn’t ill. His father wouldn’t be too happy about that.

“It’s okay, I’m not cold, I’ll warm you up.”

Before he had time to react, she had snuggled up to him with her arms wrapped around him. He sat perfectly still, hardly even daring to breathe. He definitely was not cold anymore all of a sudden.

They sat huddled like penguins for what seemed like hours, though couldn’t possibly have been anywhere near that long, until finally the rain began to let up.

“It’s probably well past the normal time you go home at,” Adrien said.

“I know, but I don’t wanna let go,” Alix mumbled, clinging on tighter. “You’re comfy.”

“Wait, really?”

“Yeah, trust me. I don’t even like hugs. You seem to be the exception.”

Adrien felt like his insides were turning into gooey mush. He buried his face in her hair, trying to hide how much he was blushing. “That’s r-really sweet of you…”

“That’s another exception. Usually if someone calls me sweet, I will punch them. But you’re allowed to do it, okay? You’re adorable.”

“Me? Adorable?” He giggled into her hair, his voice sounding muffled.

“Yeah, you! You’re totally adorable!”

“You’re m-making me blush…”

“Good. Listen, not only are you adorable, I will fight anyone who says otherwise. Or if anyone says or does anything bad to you ever, I will fight them. Okay?”

That was so sweet, he could feel tears pricking at his eyes. “P-please don’t fight anyone…”

“I’m gonna fight everyone,” she whispered in his ear, sending sudden shivers down his spine. “Everyone except you, because like I said… you’re adorable.”

That was it – he wanted to just marry her on the spot. He might even have asked to right there and then, if Nathalie hadn’t opened the mansion front door at that exact moment, causing them to spring apart rather suddenly.

“Adrien, you’ve been out there for far too long, you’ll get ill! I let you have your fun and I won’t tell your father, but it’s time to have dinner now…”

He reluctantly got to his feet. “Alright, I’ll come inside, thank you Nathalie…”

“I’ll go get a towel to dry you off again.”

Nathalie went back in and shut the door. Adrien couldn’t help but wonder if she was leaving him plenty of time alone with Alix on purpose because she had figured out what he was up to… he wouldn’t put it past her.

“I should probably go home now,” Alix said. “But remember what I told you. You’re adorable, and I’m gonna fight everyone.”

He started giggling again, shivering from the cold now that he wasn’t sharing her body heat. Or perhaps that wasn’t the cold he was shivering from…

She gave him a goodbye hug, so tight that he was sure he heard his joints crack a little. He hugged her tightly in return, lifting her slightly off the ground. It took them a while to let go, and once she had gone it took him a while to stop smiling like an idiot.

He turned to see Nathalie there again, watching from the doorstep with a rare smile on her face. Yep, she knew alright.

At some point before the next skate date, Adrien had been down to visit Marinette and Alya in their flat. He was proud to see that they had adopted a little black cat who they named “Adrien”, though it did get a little confusing when both Adriens were around at the same time. Plagg constantly insisted that the cat should have been named after him instead, but Tikki reminded him that she didn’t have any actual ladybugs named after her, nor Trixx with foxes, so he shouldn’t take it too personally.

On the way back home, allowed to walk freely down the streets as a normal citizen for once without his bodyguard hulking over him, he spotted Alix. It was strange seeing her someplace other than the courtyard in front of his house, almost like he’d forgotten she actually had a life outside of their frequent meetups despite her always telling him about it.

“Oh, hey Adrien!” She waved at him from the distance and then…

Was she gliding?

Just zooming across the ground towards him, without even needing to take a step?

“W-what… how…”

“They’re just Heelys,” she chuckled as she came to a stop in front of him. “Shoes with a hidden wheel on the underside so you can skate wherever you want.”

Bending down, she took off one of them and showed him. Sure enough, there was a little wheel right there, unable to be seen from the normal angle.

“Are they hard to use?” Adrien asked her.

“Nah, they’re super easy to get the hang of. I should get you a pair too!”

“Then I could trick people as well. I thought you were flying or something, like some kind of… ethereal… angel…”

“Angel? I’m literally dressed all in black!”

“Well, I can’t tell if you looked more like an angel or a demon. But definitely some sort of ethereal being.”

“Awesome. So yeah, should I get you Heelys, then?”

He quickly shook his head. “I can buy them myself, it’s alright, you don’t have to–”

“Nope, I’m buying them for you. In fact, I’ll just tell you right now that Heelys are going to be your birthday present. So don’t buy any before then.”

“Alright then. I’ll look forward to it! And what should I get you for your birthday?”

“It doesn’t matter because you’ll never be able to outdo the hologram pocket watch. But concert tickets to see Jagged Stone would be nice.”

He knew perfectly well he would be able to get hold of those easily. “How many tickets? Is it just for you, or…”

“Two. One for you, one for me. Obviously.”

He tried to reply, but… did she just do what he thought she did? Invited him for a birthday concert date? Just the two of them? Their skate dates were one thing, but actually going elsewhere to places together, especially things like concerts, and especially on special occasions like birthdays… it just seemed kind of… romantic.

“I… yeah… I’ll… I’ll get the t-tickets…”

“And I’ll get the Heelys. Anyway I’m late for work – I’ll see you soon!” She grinned and gently punched his arm, then skated off on her Heelys.

Angel, demon… whatever she was, she was amazing.

The seventh skate date was fun, as usual. She had asked if he wanted to go and visit the museum with her afterwards, and he had wanted more than anything to accept, but unluckily his schedule was completely full that day so he had to decline. It just seemed so unfair that even as an adult, it felt like he didn’t have much control over his life. He was always at the mercy of his strict schedule, and by extension, his strict father.

Or so it seemed.

“Adrien, your schedule for this afternoon has been cancelled,” Gabriel said as soon as Adrien came inside. “You are free to do as you please for the rest of the day.”

Adrien looked up at his father, standing up there at the top of the steps, unable to believe his ears.

“Father, thank you so much! But why…?”

“Nathalie has informed me that your friend would like to show you an exhibit at the museum, and I feel that it would be an informative experience for you. You may go if you want.”

“I certainly will – thank you!”

No point wasting any time. He dropped all his skating kit on the floor and ran back out of the door, through the courtyard and onto the street where he managed to catch up with Alix.

“Adrien? Everything okay?”

He leaned over to catch his breath. “Father… cancelled schedule… I can go to the museum with you after all…”

“Nice! Why did he do that though? I thought you said he’s always really strict!”

Adrien shrugged and didn’t say anything, though he had an inkling. Since Nathalie had clearly been spying on them enough to know Alix had asked Adrien to the museum, she and Gabriel were probably setting those two up on purpose. Well, Adrien was not complaining. This was great!

Their museum date did not last too long, as the museum was closing fairly soon and since Alix was already notorious for sneakily staying behind after hours, security was keeping a very close eye on her to make sure she definitely left before the doors shut. It was fun while it lasted, though, wandering around with their arms linked up, getting to look around at everything that she had told him about during their skate dates.

“We need to hang out like this more often,” she told him at the end, once security had finally kicked them out to lock the doors. “I don’t just mean skate dates. I mean… actual… well…”

Actual dates. If only he had the time for more of those.

“I’ll try,” he promised. “If my father lets me off more, I definitely will. Speaking of my father, I should probably get home for dinner now…”

“I’ll see you soon then. Thanks for coming along.”

They shared their usual goodbye hug – which Adrien noticed had progressively been getting slightly longer each time. By now it was somewhere in the vicinity of 3 minutes, perhaps a little longer. At this rate they would practically be living in each other’s arms by Christmas…

It was quite a nice thought.

The eighth skate date was interrupted by a skype call from Kim, who insisted that Alix and Adrien should race each other while he watched through the screen with a bucket of popcorn. Alix won fairly easily, being the better skater by far, but Kim told Adrien to keep trying until he had finally beaten her. It took at least an hour, and both of them were exhausted by the time Kim finally disconnected, laughing and boasting that he could have done much better.

Adrien sat down against the courtyard wall, chugging as much water from his water bottle as he could manage without choking.

“Ignore Kim, it’s easy for him to show off when he’s just chilling at home not doing anything,” Alix said, sitting down beside Adrien and putting a comforting arm around him. “You did well.”

“Thanks.” He put the water bottle down and rested his head on her shoulder. “Though since I did manage to win at least one race against you, do I get a prize?”

“Sure, what do you want?”

“Hmm… how about a picnic tomorrow?”

She laughed and ruffled his hair. “Jeez, you’re so nice, it’s the best thing ever. Back when Kim challenged me to stuff all the time, the loser always had to do some stupid forfeit and the winner would get money or chocolate or something. But you just ask for a picnic? Dang, I should have hung out with you more often back at school.”

“Well at least you’re making up for it now, right?”

“Yeah. I’m glad I am.”

They rested together, leaning on each other, for long enough that they didn’t get back to skating that day at all. Adrien realized that he had never before had someone he was so comfortable with when it came to physical contact – even he and Ladybug tended to leave it be at fist bumps and the occasional hug, especially in the past few years. Yet now, here sitting in the sun with Alix, he could stay like this forever and never feel like moving…

It had happened so gradually he hadn’t even noticed until now just how close they had become. It hadn’t even taken very long. Evidently their years of knowing each other at school had somehow given them a head start. And the only other people who he was this close with knew his big secret, the fact that he was one of the iconic Parisian superheroes often saving the city…

Was it time to tell Alix this too?

The picnic date in the park the next day did not go on for very long before an akuma attack occurred. Though attacks were less frequent these days, they still did happen, and apparently had really annoying timing. Adrien managed to get away on some excuse and transform into Chat Noir, joining Ladybug in the fight against the villain, who seemed to be attacking mostly with books.

“Use your Cataclysm to distract him!” Ladybug said. “Then I’ll go get the bookmark – I bet that’s where the akuma is.”

“Fine…”

“Chat, you alright? You seem…”

“Grumpy,” he muttered, crossing his arms. “Yes, I’m grumpy.”

“Is everything okay?”

“This akuma just had to turn up right now, didn’t it? Not when I was in the middle of some boring photo shoot or something, but when I was on a date?”

Ladybug turned to him, her mouth hanging open in surprise. “Oh my gosh, you were on a date? With who?”

“Well it’s not really a date, just a kind of hangout, I don’t really–”

“I bet it was Alix! It was, wasn’t it?”

He wondered if he was blushing under the mask. “How did you know?”

“You keep talking about her, it’s not hard to figure out. Anyway don’t worry too much about this attack, I can handle it. You’d better get back to Alix before she figures out your identity. I made that mistake with Alya, remember? Just use your Cataclysm and get out of here, I’ll sort out the rest by myself.”

“Thanks, Ladybug.”

Leaping into action, he distracted the villain with his destructive powers. As soon as he saw Ladybug sneakily taking the bookmark, he ran straight back to the park to find Alix.

“Oh good, you’re safe!” he called, seeing her peeking out from behind a nearby building in an alleyway.

“Chat Noir?” She stepped out of the alleyway. “Hey, have you seen Adrien? He was around here somewhere, we were on a picnic date and I have no idea where he went…”

So she was calling it a date too? He ignored the warning bleeps his ring was giving him and scooped her up into his arms. “It’s not that safe here, the Bibliovile might see you. Let’s get you out of here.”

“Your ring, it’s making that noise, you’re gonna detransform–”

“Don’t worry about it.”

He took her through the alleyway until they were quite a way off from the villain, unable to hear him rampaging anymore. His ring bleeped urgently again, but he still ignored it.

“Seriously, you’re gonna detransform, you should probably hide or something,” Alix said. “Sounds like you’ve only got like a minute left.”

It was jarring how differently she was treating him now that he was Chat Noir. Her voice lacked its normal warmth and had reverted to the monotone she reserved for strangers. Despite the fact that he was still carrying her in his arms, she was barely even holding onto him, like it didn’t matter to her one way or another. It felt so unusual, so unreal, and not in a good way.

“Really, don’t worry about it,” he said to her. “Just wait. You’ll see.”

“What? Are you showing me your civilian identity or something? It’s okay, honestly, I don’t really care.”

“You will.”

“Um, okay…”

It almost physically hurt to see the indifferent, slightly unimpressed expression on her face, directed at him. He was so used to her smiling, being nice to him… Experiencing how she treated strangers was quite unnerving.

His ring gave a final few bleeps, then its magic gave way and he detransformed back into Adrien.

For several seconds she just stared at him in shock.

“Surprise, it’s me,” he said feebly, wondering what her reaction would be.

“It’s… you…”

“Yep.”

She stared for a few more seconds, completely silent. Then her expression suddenly changed to one of sheer delight.

“So you’re telling me – it was YOU this whole time! You’re – you – this whole entire time, you’ve been a superhero – an actual SUPERHERO–”

Bursting into amazed laughter, she threw her arms around him and hugged him so tightly he saw stars.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t tell you sooner!” he said.

“Don’t worry,” she mumbled into the side of his neck, still hugging him. “This is the coolest surprise ever. I can’t believe it… you’re the actual Chat Noir… and there I was thinking you couldn’t possibly get any cooler…”

Feeling a little giddy with relief, he leaned against the wall, still holding her in his arms. She was just so light. Even without the extra strength his Miraculous gave him when he was transformed he could pick her up easily.

“I thought it was time I should tell you,” he said. “Since we’re…”

Friends? Best friends? It seemed too limited at this point.

“…so close,” she suggested, lifting her head away from his neck and resting her forehead against his.

“Y-yeah, close…”

They really were close, quite literally, so close he could feel her breath. For the first time he wondered what would happen if he just tilted his head a bit and kissed her. The thought made his heart flutter like it was filled with purified akumas.

He leaned forwards a little, but his nose accidentally bumped against hers. Embarrassed, he leaned back and turned away.

“That was the most cat-like thing ever,” she said, starting to laugh again.

“What do you mean…?”

“Nose boops. That’s a cat thing, isn’t it?”

“I think so.”

“So you really are a cat, and more than just as a superhero!”

He started laughing too, especially when she then pulled his face towards hers and booped his nose again. And again. And again…

The ninth skate date did not even involve any skating, since it was so hot outside that neither of them wanted to do anything. They lazed about in the sun, barefoot, their skating equipment lying untouched next to them.

“So this is your Miraculous,” Alix said, leaning against his arm and fiddling with his fingers. “I remember you having this ring back in school too.”

“You really remember that?”

“Yeah, I just thought you must be a fan of Chat Noir, though. It didn’t even occur to me that it’s actually you.”

“When people asked me about it I just used to say this ring was a special present from my family. I, uh, got the idea from your watch actually.”

She reached into her pocket and pulled out the watch in question, covered in protective bubble wrap.

“You haven’t seen this thing up close, have you?” she asked, carefully unwrapping it. “I mean, you have, but… not since I got akumatized… anyway, you can have a look now.” She thrust the watch into his hands.

“Are you sure?” he asked. “It’s yours… a family heirloom, and…”

“It’s okay, I trust you. Go ahead.”

He pressed the button on the lid, which sprung open to reveal a little blue hologram inside – a lady dressed in historical clothing, holding up a clock that displayed the time.

“Whoa… it’s beautiful…”

“I know, right?”

He closed the lid again and gave it back to her. “Thank you for showing me, but I should give it back quickly in case I break it… considering I have the powers of destruction…”

“You’re no more likely to break it than anyone else,” she chuckled. “But I haven’t really showed it properly to anyone else before so I don’t really know.”

“Wait, really? You haven’t showed it to anyone else at all?”

“Nope, just you. I’ve never really liked anyone so much before.” She rested her head on his arm again. “I always felt kinda like a third wheel with Kim and Max, and I never really knew anyone else very well… except you now… so, um, you’re kind of special to me.”

He gently ran his fingers through her hair. “You’re special to me too…”

“And if you keep playing with my hair like that then I’m gonna fall asleep. Which is a good thing actually, please keep going.”

He did keep going, for so long he felt like he might fall asleep too. Had he ever felt this peaceful before? Relaxing out here in the sun with someone important to him, not even needing to speak, just each other’s company being enough?

The tenth skate date was still too hot for skating, though they did try for a while. They ended up chatting about Adrien’s double life as a superhero, something that he enjoyed being able to discuss now.

“…and I don’t know where Plagg is, he always goes and hangs out with the other kwamis all the time, or just eats cheese and sleeps, but I’ll definitely introduce him at some point.”

“How do you even keep him hidden?”

“I don’t even know! I’m surprised more people haven’t figured out that I’m Chat Noir yet, to be honest.”

“It’s because you act different. When you’re Adrien you’re all sweet and polite and reserved, and when you’re Chat Noir you’re all adventurous and dorky and flirty.”

“Which do you prefer?”

He wasn’t sure he wanted to know the answer, but he needn’t have worried.

“Both are great. I mean, you’re the same person, right? These days you always act like a mix of the two with me anyway.”

“You’ve known me as Adrien for most of my life though, so what about if I started being extra Chat Noir?” He twirled around rather theatrically and gave a bow.

“I can’t even lie, now that I know it’s you, that’s just… adorable…”

“You’ve cat to be kitten me!”

“That one was absolutely pawful…”

“Well I think it was punderful…”

She laughed. “I can handle puns as long as you don’t start calling me ‘princess’ or ‘my lady’ or that cheesy stuff I’ve seen on the Ladyblog.”

“What should I call you then?”

“How about ‘the coolest person ever’?”

“Alright then, ‘the coolest person ever’, Chat Noir is at your service.” He knelt down and kissed her hand before he could think too hard about what he was doing.

But wait… there was some kind of fragrance…

“What hand cream do you use?” he asked, holding her hand back up to his face. Yes, the fragrance was definitely coming from there.

“Hand cream? I don’t bother with that stuff…”

“But your hand smells so nice! Is it perfume?”

“I haven’t worn perfume in like 10 years.”

“It’s like lavender… and something else, I can’t tell…”

“Oh, that! It’s just the handwash we’ve got at home. It does smell good, doesn’t it?”

“Yeah…”

She held her other hand out to him too. “You can, um, keep inhaling it if you want. I guess.”

Was it just a trick of the light, or was she actually blushing a little? In any case, he took both her hands in his and breathed in deeply, feeling his lungs fill with lavender.

Perhaps he should have stopped then. This was starting to feel so romantic and if he kept going then it would be too obvious, wouldn’t it? But more than anything he was just aching to put another little kiss on her fingers, and holding them close like this was so sweet he felt like he was going to melt…

It was a suspiciously long time indeed before he let go of her hands and stood up again. She hadn’t said anything. There seemed to be something left unspoken in the air between them.

And glancing at her out of the corner of his eye, too overwhelmed right not to do anything more than that… she was definitely blushing.

At some point before the next skate date they took a night off to go for a game of bowling together, followed by a movie at the cinema. Afterwards they trudged back towards the Agreste mansion, the dark streets somewhat lit up by the moonlight.

“I love movies like that,” Alix said, holding his hand and swinging it a little as they walked. “Ones without annoying romantic subplots.”

“To tell the truth I love romantic movies,” Adrien said, grinning. “I know they’re cheesy, but…”

“Of course you love them, you’re adorable! I’m just weird, don’t worry. Romance isn’t my thing. And it always reminds me of… well… you know, marriage and stuff.”

Adrien felt a nervous twinge. “Yeah… stressful stuff…”

“Exactly. My dad said I have to marry someone soon. He’s such a stickler for tradition. And if I don’t get married soon, he’ll cut off my inheritance and take the watch back…”

“What? That’s awful!”

“I know!”

“And I thought I was under pressure to get married…”

“You too, huh?”

Adrien nodded, squeezing her hand a little tighter for reassurance. “My father keeps insisting I marry someone from a wealthy, respectable family so that it’s good publicity for his company. Chloé and Lila are out of the question, and, well…”

He trailed off, realizing he might have given away a little too much.

“That must be so annoying,” Alix said. “I guess at least my dad doesn’t care too much who I marry as long as I’m happy with them… which is… nigh-impossible, if I’m honest…”

“Really? Why?”

“Like I said, romance isn’t my thing,” she muttered, looking at the ground. “And that seems to matter to other people so much. Like, I know I care about people! Maybe I don’t get crushes or dream about making out or settling down with someone, but I can still love people. But I don’t know if anyone would ever agree to spend their life with me if I wasn’t in love with them the way I’m supposed to be.”

He stopped and turned to face her directly, taking her other hand in his too. “Alix, I promise you could definitely find someone who would agree to that! You’re so awesome, anyone would be lucky to have someone like you!”

“Thanks,” she said, smiling a little. “I do hate the idea of having to get married just for the sake of it, but if I was close enough friends with someone and cared about them enough then I probably wouldn’t mind so much. I’d get to hang out with them more that way, right? I wouldn’t even mind doing all the cheesy, stereotypical romantic stuff if that made them happy. Well… with exceptions. Which is what no one would agree to.”

“I’m sure there are lots of people who would be fine with all of that!”

“Exceptions, Adrien, the kind that no one will be okay with. Mainly, no kids. Or at least I’m not having them, nor ever doing anything that might accidentally lead to some. If my future mystery spouse really wants kids they can go get some from the orphanage and go pay to have their fun elsewhere. I’m sorry, it just all sounds too gross to me and I’m not comprising. I’ll gladly look after a kid or two as long as I don’t have to help make them.”

“Wait… you feel that way too?” Adrien said, relief flooding through him. “I thought I was the only one!”

“You too? Oh thank god!” She jumped forwards and enveloped him in a hug, which he gladly returned.

“You’ll find someone,” he said. “You won’t have to give your watch back or settle for less. You’ll definitely find someone, I promise.”

“Yeah, you’re right… and you’ll find someone too…”

Should he say what was on his mind? He hardly dared to, and yet…

“I think I have found someone,” he said quietly. “But I’m not sure.”

She reached up onto tiptoes and breathed into his ear, “I think I’ve found someone too.”

So close, he could smell the lavender handwash, feel her hair tickling the side of his face, his hand just resting over the bare strip of skin on her waist where her t-shirt had lifted up…

He could tell. He could just tell. They were both thinking the exact same thing. The question of a marriage between them hung over their heads, unaddressed.

It must be so obvious to her that he had asked her to teach him how to skate just to get to know someone else from a rich family. And it was obvious to him that she was being overly nice because she wanted to show him she cared, even if it wasn’t exactly the passionate kind of love that was expected from relationships.

The most obvious thing, though, was that it was now apparent that they had both wanted to marry each other from the beginning.

He might even have said something about it, if he hadn’t got an annoyingly ill-timed phone call from Nino at that exact moment, putting an end to the pensive moment.

The eleventh skate date was filled with more conversation about superheroes. Adrien always loved talking about this side of himself, considering that he had gone years without having anyone to discuss it with. The topic soon turned to Ladybug.

“I do know her secret identity,” Adrien said, “but I really can’t tell you. I mean, I’m sure she wouldn’t mind you knowing, since you know I’m Chat Noir, but…”

“It’s okay, if she wants to do it she’ll tell me herself,” Alix replied.

“And for the record, I know everyone in Paris thinks Ladybug and I are a couple but we’re actually not. I swear. We were into each other for a while in our teenage years but things worked out differently and she ended up with someone else.”

“Oh yeah, I remember at school everyone could tell you had a crush on Ladybug.”

Adrien couldn’t help blushing. “Was I that obvious?”

“Yep. I’m super bad at noticing this stuff and even I can easily tell when you have a crush on someone.”

He quickly looked away when he saw that she was smirking at him. She knew, didn’t she? She knew perfectly well he liked her! He wasn’t even sure whether he wanted her to bring it up, or whether that would be too terrifying a conversation to deal with right now.

“So anyway,” she said, “should we get back to skating now?”

Adrien nodded, feeling both relieved and a little disappointed at the subject change. He knew he should probably actually do something, like tell her how he felt, or otherwise nothing would ever happen! But he had never really been any good at that before, and it was so nerve-wracking…

At the end of the skate date they shared their usual goodbye hug, now somewhere around 5 minutes. It was completely ridiculous, he knew it, but it just felt wrong to let go too soon. These overly long hugs just felt so special to him now.

Just before finally letting go, Alix hopped up and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

“See you later!” she laughed, finger-gunning at him and rushing off quickly.

Adrien simply stood there for several minutes, wondering how she could have made something like that seem so natural. They were both so physically affectionate with each other these days that a kiss on the cheek was not really a big leap, but all the same…

It began raining again during the twelfth skate date. Rather than going inside, Adrien grabbed the old umbrella that Marinette had finally returned to him, and he and Alix sat underneath it together outside on the steps.

“Adrien, I have a confession to make,” she told him. “Years ago, when I was akumatized, I killed you in one timeline. You probably don’t remember it. I don’t remember it that clearly either, but I know that you were trying to protect Ladybug and I… I know it’s not my fault, but I guess I should say sorry anyway…”

“It’s okay, Ladybug’s already told me about it. It’s Hawk Moth’s fault, not yours.”

“I know, it just… still haunts me sometimes…”

The look in her eyes was so unusually vulnerable, like her normal fighting spirit had all drained away. He hadn’t realized it had affected her that much – he had always thought someone like her wouldn’t really be too bothered about what her rather impressive villain self had done. He wished he could help somehow. But how? He couldn’t change the past.

“You can always talk to me about it,” he said finally, putting an arm around her. “I’m here for you.”

She looked almost at a loss for words. “Adrien… I swear… you are the sweetest cinnamon roll in this universe…”

“You’re awesome too, you know.”

“Yeah but seriously… I would do anything for you, okay? Anything.”

The way she was gazing at him in earnest, more emotion in her voice than he had ever heard before… He didn’t even need to think. He just pulled her a little closer and planted a kiss on her nose.

“I would do anything for you too.”

The skies were clear and sunny again for the thirteenth skate date. Once more the two of them sat on the steps, not even bothering to pretend that they were skating.

“My father will be away on the weekend,” Adrien said, “but he said that after our next skate date, um, you’re allowed to stay for the night if you like. Because you love the rock climbing wall and deserve to spend more time on it.”

“Really? Awesome! I will so be doing that.”

Adrien wasn’t even sure how his father had agreed to what was essentially a sleepover, especially since Adrien wasn’t a kid anymore, but he suspected Nathalie may have had something to do with it. Glancing at the windows he tried to see if she was spying on them, but he couldn’t spot her anywhere. In that case she was probably using the security cameras to keep an eye on them.

“I haven’t had a sleepover in so long,” Alix continued. “I’ll be sensible, I swear. It’ll be nothing like… uh, that one time with Kim.”

“The one where you set fire to a tree?”

“That was his fault, okay?”

“Of course it was,” Adrien said, laughing. “He’s so reckless.”

“Yeah, even more than me. But then again, you probably can’t tell. I think I’m just somehow more sensible around you. You’ve been a good influence on me.”

“Oh, thanks!”

She gave his hair a quick ruffle. “Anyway, a sleepover will be fun. Do I need to bring anything? Hey, do you want me to bring some of that lavender handwash you love so you can use it yourself? Or… is it better like this…?”

She was holding her hand up in front of his nose.

“It’s, um… I don’t mind…” He could smell the lavender, but it wasn’t the lavender that was making his heart beat fast.

“Then I won’t bring it. You seem perfectly happy getting your lavender fix from me, so… go ahead… if you want…”

Gently taking her hand in his own, he savoured the familiar lavender scent that would always remind him of her. Just something about it seemed to make his brain fire at twice the normal speed, like he just wanted to sit here breathing in the faint fumes of lavender handwash forever, if only because it meant her hand was so close to him, so dizzyingly close…

Was she going to say something? She hadn’t yet, and he didn’t even dare look at her expression. He closed his eyes and pressed her fingers to his lips.

This was not platonic at all, oh boy, it was very unmistakeably not platonic. Most of their interactions usually fell somewhere along the line between platonic and romantic, but this was not ambiguous whatsoever. He knew if he kept going it would become so clear that she would bring it up, of course she would, and that was so daunting and yet he wanted it so much…

His courage ran out. He dropped her hand and half turned aside, rubbing a hand on the back of his neck awkwardly. “I… um… I was just…”

The next thing he knew, she had grabbed his shirt and pulled him down so he was lying on his back over her lap, staring up at her.

“You were just being adorable, that’s what.”

The sun was in his eyes so much that he could barely see a thing. It didn���t matter though – he could feel her holding his hands up to her face, just like he had been doing, faintly brushing her lips over his knuckles almost like borderline kisses.

She didn’t even have an excuse! Adrien’s handwash was nothing special, and anyway he was sure his palms had been sweaty enough that any trace of fragrance would have been long gone. No, she was doing this simply because she wanted to. Because she cared about him enough.

For what felt like hours he lay there, wondering if there was even any point saying anything. Things were pretty clear even without outright saying it. And things became even clearer when she finally put his hand down and leaned right over him, blocking out the sun enough that he could properly see her face.

Was she about to kiss him? It certainly seemed like it.

The door of the mansion opened suddenly. Adrien sat up at lightspeed to see his bodyguard standing at the door, looking surprised as if he hadn’t expected to see them there. The Gorilla quickly shuffled around them and headed towards the garage, evidently in need of the car.

The moment was ruined now anyway.

“I think I have to go now,” Alix said, clicking open her pocket watch to check the time. “But, uh, I guess I’ll see you on the weekend for that sleepover?”

Adrien nodded, unable to speak right now. They shared their overly long hug, though it seemed strangely superficial compared with the kind of intimacy they had just had going on, and then she left.

The fourteenth skate date also did not involve any skating, since they just skipped straight to the sleepover. Alix spent most of the evening going up and down the rock climbing wall, quicker and quicker every time, adamant on constantly beating her record. She had already beaten Adrien’s by far. After that they had dinner, then built a pillow fort like the responsible adults they were, and even had a bit of a pillow fight.

By the time they were actually ready for bed, they were both exhausted. Adrien had decided to let her have the bed and he could sleep on the floor or the sofa for once. His room was huge, there was plenty of space.

“Goodnight Adrien,” she said, lying on the bed in her pyjamas.

“Yeah, goodnight…”

He wandered over and picked up her hand, lifting it to his face and expecting to breathe the familiar lavender scent… but of course it wasn’t there this time. She was in his house. The scent was of his own boring handwash. Somehow, though, it didn’t deter him at all. They both knew the lavender handwash was just a pathetic excuse.

Suddenly she pulled him down into a hug, right there lying on the bed.

“You can stay here if you want,” she murmured, right into his ear. “I hate sharing beds usually, but occasionally it’s okay. Especially if it’s you.”

“Thanks, that’s really sweet,” he replied, shuffling into a slightly more comfortable position before giving her a kiss on the cheek.

He closed his eyes, ready to go to sleep in a hug for the first time… then opened them again when he felt her giving him a kiss on his own cheek in return.

It wasn’t even a quick one. It was slow, deliberate… and reminded him that this time, there was no Gorilla or Nathalie to suddenly ruin the moment by accident, no one here to interrupt what could be a relationship upgrade. But it could only be a relationship upgrade if he tried to make it one.

It was hard to see in the dark as his eyes weren’t yet accustomed to it. He put a kiss on where he guessed her nose was, and got one in return. Then her forehead, and got two in return…

He was so sleepy he wasn’t even sure what he was doing. Was this even real? Was it just a dream, and he was already asleep? He didn’t know. All he knew was that he was getting his face plastered with little kisses, and he liked it.

His eyes gradually got used to the dark enough for him to see better. He looked down at her and suddenly realized he hadn’t kissed her properly yet, on the lips, and he wondered if he even dared do it. But unless his eyes were tricking him, it seemed like she was looking at his lips too, as if she also was thinking about it…

It was late. He was too tired to think properly. Brushing a few strands of hair away from her face, he pressed his lips onto hers and kissed her softly.

He hadn’t expected it to last longer than a few seconds, but to his surprise she pulled him down even closer, clinging onto him so tightly he could barely move, curling her legs around him, her fingers intertwining with locks of his hair…

When he woke up in the morning he saw that she was already awake, laying there playing a game on her phone. Memories of last night returned to him – did he actually kiss her? Was that a dream? In any case, he felt somewhat embarrassed now that it was daylight.

“Good morning,” he mumbled, “hope you slept well… um… about last night, I just… I was tired and I guess I might have… well, it might have been a dream, but–”

She didn’t even let him finish, she just grabbed his face and kissed him again. “Good morning to you too babe. And nope, it wasn’t a dream.”

It wasn’t a dream… did that mean…

“Are we… together now?” he asked.

“Sure. Let’s be real, we’ve been ‘together’ for weeks already. But I guess you get to be officially my boyfriend now.”

He couldn’t even say anything – he just smiled into his hands, knowing he was blushing hard, and knowing that it didn’t even matter anymore if she noticed that or not.

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SPOILERS!!!

Charmed 02x02 Review

Y'all part of me just can't. Like the excitement and energy over this last episode is too much to keep inside. I am super ready to burst and super excited for episode 3. But I am just gonna say that overall I thought this episode was superb 8/10 only because I am saving my 9 and 10. But if I could I'd give it a 9 out of ten. There was only like a couple things I was nitpicky about and it's pretty standard tv logic stuff that most people overlook so dont come at me for it. So I am just gonna start like I always do except I cant just pick 3 likes and dislikes so I am just gonna list my likes some of the nitpicks and then some episode highlights.

SPOILERS AHEAD

Things I liked:

1. Hacy development

So no secret I am a hacy fan and I pretty much love any hacy content the show will give us but I really thought the show did so well this episode.

Originally, I thought the show was going to explore Macy's feelings through Dark!Harry, and in a way they have revealed them using Dark!Harry (Season 1 ended with us not sure if Macy felt anything for Harry, but knowing he had some feelings for her). I was worried there may be less hacy moments because they would keep most of the interaction between Dark!Harry and Macy. Even had me scared that Macy may be falling for Dark!Harry and not Harry proper. But no, they gave us Genuine Hacy.

The awkwardness of the interactions after the dream. That car ride was hilarious with the map and the radio (harry is still super at comedic relief in club and in car)

Harry's concern over having done something wrong

The looks when checking each other out.

Making each other laugh and encouraging each other.

Harry trying to save that witch and Macy being concerned by what it would

"I know Harry"

I mean it wasn't just tension. There was some fluff thrown in. Harry telling her to celebrate the victories and looking at her proudly. Which brings me to item 2.

2) I love what rupert does with his eyes between the two Harrys. Real harry (as macy put it) is so harmless looking. Those puppy eyes are adorable and rupert makes sure to have then turned up all the way when being real harry.

The only time Dark!harry makes soft eyes (well sort of) is the first time we see him with Macy, the initial moment in episode 1, and then when Maggie goes for a hug in this episode. He is just so taken off guard by the affection that his pretending-to-be-Harry-face slips and his eyes kind of go wide and they arent so narrowed and focused. Which makes me think he has not been hugged often or at all . . . That's sad. Then the switch when Maggie backs away. The eyes narrow again and he gets all mean. Just love that rupert can do things like that to give both characters distinctive enough feels that you can tell that dark!harry is acting.

3) Mel and Maggie bonding

So I really do hope that we get some Macy and Mel bonding, but I am happy anytime the show can deepen the bonds between the sisters. Maggie and Mel have a bit of a complicated relationship even though they grew up together. I mean especially from this episode we see and remember that Mel was the big sister for most of her life. She protected Maggie and seems to have acted like a second parent. It is sad that there dad really just turned out to be a bad dad. No reason behind it no, issues with Marisol other than apparently the ones he created on his own (which I will get into on my nitpicks). The fact this was just a loss for Maggie, and not just a loss as in she was the only one to feel something when Ray died but a loss of memories she thought she had and an idea of who her dad (a piece of her past), was sad but it actually gave us further insight into mel and Maggie's dynamics. First season we knew the rift between mel and Maggie was over Mel's obsession with and Mel's expectations of how Maggie should have acted and behaved. I think a lot of us chalked it up to Mel being controlling and having the oldest child attitude, but I think now we see there is more there. Mel seems to have spent a lot of time protecting Maggie and biting her tongue about certain aspects of thier lives and in a sense making sacrifices for her. So it makes sense she would expect the same from Maggie, but at the same time Maggie didnt know, and even if she did thise were Mel's choices and Maggie doesnt owe her anything for them.

Knowing that we can see how it is so easy for riffs to form between them which make the start of this season make more sense to me. Because Maggie wants to live her life and is a trusting and positive person. Mel expects a certain level of loyalty and commitment and has a different idea of what that looks like compared to Maggie. On top of there general personality differences it makes sense they all that would culminate into a rocky relationship prone to communication difficulties and tifs. But I love that they are starting to acknowledge those things and rebuild. Last season it was them just getting over feeling abandoned by each other after the death of Marisol. This exposed deeper roots of the initial rift. I liked that.

4) I love that the Maggie and Mel still have Magic and even though though the active powers are gone they arent defenseless. They just need to be resourceful. I actually like this a lot and I feel gives the writers a lot of room to play with creative ways for the ladies to save other witches.

5) demon lore!!!! Okay so while season 1 seems mostly thrown out the lore actually explains season 1 demons better.

One of the issues I had was that there did not seem to be a synchronized front with the demons and they never explained why even though Alistair claimed to be a hotshot the only people he had working for him was his family.

In the OG in first season before lore got expanded) demons and witches werent organized. Demons sort of acted on thier own for thier own purposes and witches seem mostly solitary except for occasional get togethers on important events. Later on in the series demons got an organization system (triad) then later one ruler (the source of all evil). Witches seem mostly solitary except for now the elders who assigned white lighters watched over them and placed rules on magic. I dont think people really remember the drastic shift in lore and the plot holes OG had because we generally liked the places it was going. So I am kinda on that page fro the reboot.

It flipped the script. Witches are or were the organized bunch both self ruling and ruling over the magical community. Demons were at war with each other and all had different agendas so makes sense that the Caines were mostly on thier own.

I like this idea of there being different general types of demons and a hierarchy. I do wonder if that will limit then in the long run, but assuming they can be creative with the categories they have defined I am not too worried. I am excited to get more info on demons now.

6) the new love interests. I love Mel's new love interest. So different from Mel and her previous love interests. I reserve judgment until we get more interaction but I am liking her so far. Jordan is interesting I am actually liking the build up of thier relationship and will be nice to see maggie start off slow and make friends with him first. I wasnt a huge parkerita fan but I did not dislike the ship. But one of my general blehs is love at first site between teens. The way parker and Maggie began was just off putting to me but they were nice together when they were together honestly. This will be a good venture into perhaps an adult relationship or at least on that doesnt begin with as much drama. That said she is dead and will have to hide her identity from him soo....

Now on to the nitpicks:

1) Ray's characterization.

Okay so I dont mind that Ray turned out to be just a crap dad. It happens. But there are things we know that Ray probably didnt that makes us wonder why marisol even got with him and married him.

A) we know Marisol continued an affair throughout her marriage to Ray. Even assuming Ray was just a crap husband and father, why did marisol get with him and marry him if he was so good at alienating everyone he met. I wouldnt think he was just a one night stand that Marisol decided she would have to marry after getting pregnant. I would think she would be above that.

B) did he even know about magic. Was his whole relationship and life with Marisol and the girls just based on secrets, ignorance, and not being around?

I mean for B it is fine if it was I just would like to know for sure what it was versus just guessing. But I assume like Maggie I am just gonna have to move on from this

2) the house lights and the job application.

Okay how does the house have power and and water without the city noticing? How can maggie apply for a job with no social security number? I mean I assume because she is dead she cant use her real info. Or she could but wouldnt that make it easy for demons who may think to infiltrate government records to find them? I mean this is a nitpick and can be explained away by Magic, but still it was on my mind.

3) the mysterious figure at the end. Okay y'all, I assume it is Dark!Harry. But the more I thought about it, the more I got angry that they didnt show his face. Basically, that is leaving room that it could be someone else like one of the other new love interests or someone we havent met yet. I dont like that. If it is Dark!Harry we've already met him and know he is after the girls so most likely would be working with the demons. So showing him wouldnt be a big deal. But keeping the figure hidden means leaving that door of possibilites open. This has me paranoid now. Again nitpick. I'll get over it. Some people might like that.

Episode Highlights:

Comic relief Harry. Getting knocked down when orbing into the club and not being able to hold a map.

"I'll put a hex on you."

"I'm formidable!" You tell him!

Harry's wonky orbing in general. so confused so turned about.

Maggie being able to tell that Dark!Harry was not Harry. "Those are Harry's charges and family you cant fool them ya creep!!!"

Invisible mel putting a shovel to the side of Dark!Harry's face. "Yess!!!!"

Harry's puppy dog eyes when Macy says all she needs is a look to know who the real Harry is

[whimsically-ominously-auspice]

Brittany and I special designed Alex's hair cut...

So if he didn't like being my old man like how John Force was her old man we would just shave that silver ring off his head in a reverse Bozo the clown.

He said he was my old man and had no plans for gray hair and we asked him could we design his future hair colors and he said "Sure! If you want me to shave it all off!!"

Erica said she didn't even know what Bozo the Clown meant. So she was gonna go ask someone old that had t.v. as a kid.

-.-

He said he didn't really want gray

But i said "But I and Brittany wanna have old men together when we grow old. Little girls with dirty old men"

"Yeah sure, i don't care. but! You better love me for it!"

Well here he is. The Reverse Bozo. My Old Man.

What happens in Compton stays in Compton!

Steven Torrance says "so that's why I'm bald!!" So we only did hair and eye to ear wrinkles because i knew i would be away from Alex a lot so if I was then i would know he was fake smiling through his tears. But i would make a tight pocket under his eye lid so when he laughed until he cried it would erase the wrinkle. That was mine.

Some girls went with saggy balls to get that skin all wrapped up right for a hermaphrodite session when a girl strapped on a strap on and rode her man like a donkey in the balls. Bull was a student teacher for awhile... We had all kinds of CIA In and out. None left without teaching at least 1 hour per week in class. Ben would fill the class to its brim. Barely room to stand and all the 'adults' and kids were eyes glued on him.

Ben had grown overnight it seemed and he hit the streets so he would come back and teach us. It was amazing. Half the time i couldn't even hear him. Just watching him tell his tales of roping cattle and the thoughts that would pop into his head. One day just literally a few short months ago he was knee high to a grass hopper. Asking but whining. He was one of my worst students for being a baby. But here he is. Grown so much i thought he was a man I didn't knew. They had to tell me "this is Ben! Little Ben! Always yelling at you about them records. Hi? Hello? This is Ben"

So confused i would stick out my hand for a handshake, "hi hello this is Ben. Im the teacher here st this school, would you like to come in?"

Every one would laugh especially at my high pitched odd ball voice my throat was making. It was then it was the student I was afraid for. I had mainly taught him indoors. Could he even run? Shoot a gun? How in the world was he ever going to live out there on his own? So we had outdoor Olympia.

Alex said he was real proud of me. I was really like one of those old Laura Ingalls Wilder books. I still hadn't changed since back then when we test ran moving North and out west was as safe as we thought. Too busy to watch them outside to play, trusting they were smart enough. Then suddenly panicking once they had all grown too big for one room.

÷÷÷÷÷ divided we stand. United we fall.

I told the girls I liked Cooke best. He was Bozo's slave.

They asked why then have him a reverse Bozo haircut if Cooke was already bald?

"Because Bozo is a bad man. And so Cooke would always train him to be better and you could tell just by watching the show. Bozo was out of control and annoying, too. But I always watched it to make sure Cooke was safe. And sometimes he wasn't so i would make a call on a pretend phone and call in, this is what i would say "Calling into to Collect Cooke, Bozo is unsafe." Just in case Bozo over heard then he would think i cared about him, too.

But i don't. Just about Cooke. I can't care about someone who can't care about themselves.

That is why it is a reverse Bozo, honey. Cause I'd never let my man look the fool. Because he isn't. Just different than everyone else.

So Erica warned Steven Torrance "i don't know who Cooke is. But i heard he is good so I want your hair to grow like his"

Unfortunately he saw a photo and he cried and cried and cried. Finally he told her "fine you do this to me and every photo you take you have to be looking at me. Even If you're alone!!"

It was a punishment because she got anxious and demanded instead of asking and explaining and wanting to hear the rest of my story than to comfort him. She said that's how i do it to Alex.

Except me and Alex are different. We talk about it later. "Well i don't mind. I'll just be a little cross eyed and it is less silly than being bald and way more romantic because it shows i care! We just do things a little more exaggerant than y'all guys do. We show emotions. He was crying because he's happy i am quite sure. Just as you do it"

What is funny is her eye is crossed so he's always looking at her. So when they take a bald photo he's always asking her for a kiss or trying to kiss on her and hug and she tries to push him away. That was the deal.

But they don't photo together. I said "sometimes things are real honey and i would love to use that as a self defense so that people could understand kissing isn't always wanted. But i think I will have something worse to point at. Lets lay down and look at the stars and we can talk some more" in 15 minutes we were all asleep in the grass. I could hear giggling every so often and would go back to my own mind. And i woke myself up laughing seriously silly.

"What's going on? Come here look" Alex said

We had all been curled into the fetal position under the moon and every few seconds each of the girls would laugh hysterically inside themselves it seeping into their vocal cords, and burst with joy on the outside.

So when we get married in Compton. Our hair will not change!! And that was when we all laughed but the other girls would say again and again! So we have to go on this cruise ship with horrible hair! Not knowing what the other had did to it!! Happy Honeymoon to us!!

I love you Reverse Bozo!!!