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You Got Me Tripping | Mick Schumacher x Williams! Reader

Summary: They say you should never meet your heroes - or the offspring of your heroes - and when you make a complete ass out of yourself in front of Mick, you might agree

Warnings: Swearing. Fluff.

Williams development driver. Pinterest pics

I'm not in love with this but I had the idea so it had to be written haha

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f1news accurate reenactment of the moment when williams’ development driver, y/n l/n, met the son of hero michael schumacher… and forgot how to walk 

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user1 i love how they can’t post the actual video footage netflix got because you know she threatened everyone to bury it

user2 not the drivers being summoned to a trashy news blog dedicated to them

→ user3 they too are obsessed with this development

its_yn_ln is this what people call news these days? boring!

→ landonorris speak for yourself, this was hilarious 

→ alex_albon i have it saved as my lockscreen

→ logansargeant i’ve definitely watched it more than 10x

→ its_yn_ln i hate you all 

→ georgerussell63 even me? i can introduce you to the hero of your stumblings

→ landonorris probably not the best idea, mate. you'd need her to stay in one piece 

→ williams so do we, she’s our reserve 

user4 she lost aura points for this 

user5 i get it. i too would trip over thin air if mick schumacher smiled at me like that 

user6 why are we all forgetting the most important part?

→ user7 you mean how red she went when he helped her up

user8 and the way he launched forward to catch her 

→ user9 no wonder she swooned

→ user10 mhm if those arms were wrapped around me 😏

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williamsracing following contact earlier today between yn and the concrete, we’re pleased to confirm that the driver sustained little more than a bruised ego

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its_yn_ln watch yourself, i know where you work 

→ jv.f1 stop threatening the admin, please

→ its_yn_ln but they’re bullying me 

logansargeant where’s the post about my suffering? i had to listen to her complain about how embarrassed she was

→ its_yn_ln stop exposing me! 

→ user11 you’ve exposed yourself 

→ its_yn_ln i really hope i didn’t. nobody said my jeans split

→ landonorris trust me, if we'd seen your ass, you'd have seen me retching

its_yn_ln that’s a lie, i suffered a wound to my elbow 

→ alex_albon it’s a scrape, you didn’t even bleed 

→ its_yn_ln i’ve lost a layer of skin! 

→ alex_albon maybe that’ll make you go faster in practice tomorrow 

→ its_yn_ln @/lilymhe leave him 

oscarpiastri the figure chasing yn is actually lando

→ its_yn_ln he tried following me into the bathroom earlier! 

mickschumacher i hope she recovers quickly 

georgerussell63 do you want me to ask him to kiss it better?

→ its_yn_ln do you want me to edge you off the track in practice? 

→ williamsracing you’re not allowed to say these things

→ its_yn_ln i’m gonna have to undergo pr training after this, aren’t i?

→ alex_albon yes

→ logansargeant yes

→ williamsracing yes

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mickschumacher silverstone 🇬🇧

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pierregasly i have not heard from yn since these were posted

georgerussell63 can we check nearby holes in case yn tripped into one

→ its_yn_ln this is why lewis is my favourite merc member

→ georgerussell63 not mick?

→ its_yn_ln i decline to answer that 

alex_albon somebody check on yn, please

→ landonorris she seemed fine when i passed hospitality. she was enjoying her lunch ;)

→ logansargeant again? interesting. i knew there was a reason she was hiding from williams this weekend

→ charles_leclerc @/pierregasly pay up 

maxverstappen1 why am i reading through mick’s comment section?

→ danielricciardo because we all like seeing yn getting teased

→ its_yn_ln you’re both off my christmas card list

williamsracing please release your hold on our driver

mercedesamgf1 mick, as much as we love you, we have a couple of admins demanding someone back

→ mickschumacher no thanks

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its_yn_ln when you both get a weekend off and he finally takes you on the picnic he’s promising for the past month 

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alex_albon it’s not funny when you embrace it

→ its_yn_ln it’s not funny anyway?

→ georgerussell63 not true

→ its_yn_ln @/carmenmmundt leave him

→ alex_albon stop telling our girlfriends to leave us

→ its_yn_ln stop being douchebags then

user11 guys hear me out. what if it’s mick?

→ user12 feels like you're taking a joke just a tad too seriously

→ user13 no, no, let her talk 

landonorris another day, another slay

→ its_yn_ln let’s get you back to the home, grandma

→ landonorris only if we take you back to the fracture clinic

→ its_yn_ln i fell one time! 

→ oscarpiastri it was twice

→ mickschumacher when was the second?

danielricciardo who’s car was coolest?

→ its_yn_ln mine, i had a daytona

→ mercedesamgf1 whoa, he’s building a merc so he clearly wins

williamsracing we get palpitations every time we see your name trending on twitter

→ its_yn_ln i read the pr manual, this doesn’t break the rules! 

→ williamsracing that doesn’t mean we trust you! 

→ logansargeant ouch. and i thought it was just my heart they broke 

user11 okay so she mentioned them both getting a weekend off, it’s the first weekend without a race after the triple header so he’s obvi a driver 

→ user11 then they’re building lego cars. what do mick and yn do for a living? drive cars

→ user11 and then she used a warning slippery floor sign for a meme when the whole internet has been teasing her for falling over when she first met him 

→ its_yn_ln the fbi needs to hire some of y’all

lilymhe answer my texts, please!!! and thanks xx

mickschumacher looks like a fun weekend

→ its_yn_ln it was! 

→ user14 this is such a bland interaction

→ user11 it’s obvi deliberate babe. they’re trying to throw us off

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mickschumacher how could i resist when she literally fell for me 

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its_yn_ln i hate you 

→ mickschumacher that’s not what you were whispering in my ear in that photo 

lilymhe the cutest

→ its_yn_ln whoa, what about us?

→ lilymhe you never fell over for me

→ alex_albon you’re not mick schumacher 

georgerussell63 you can put her down, she’s definitely not going to run away from you 

→ mickschumacher yes but if her feet don’t touch the floor then she can’t fall 

its_yn_ln at least i know you’ll be around to catch me <3

→ landonorris this is gross. go back to publicly humiliating yourself 

→ its_yn_ln just because i have more rizz than you 

→ landonorris not sure how

→ mickschumacher she’s cute. you’re not 

mercedesamgf1 where is your protective gear?

→ its_yn_ln i told you that we'd get in trouble if you posted that 

→ mickschumacher but i wanted everyone to see how good you looked on top of my bike 

→ alex_albon please stop. i can't take anymore giggling

→ logansargeant and i have to listen to her gush about you 

→ williamsracing we are all suffering 

→ its_yn_ln vengeance! this is what happens when you cyberbully me

charles_leclerc this doesn't make her seem very hardcore!

→ its_yn_ln you take that back! i have a reputation to maintain

→ mickschumacher darling, i think you ruined that reputation months ago when we met

f1 and they said being a development driver was only good for getting a seat

→ user16 f1 bringing together true loves

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— 12 reasons why I wanted to leave, 1 reason why I stayed

Joost Klein x gn!reader

warning. ‼️heavy themes like suicide, abuse, alcoholism, death, bullying ect., swearing,not proof read ‼️

A/N. this is based on 13 reasons why and very slightly on anonymously yours. if you want to be added to the taglist for this fic then dm me, comment under this or ask in ‘requests’.

part 1 || part 2

Joost was getting ready to perform, chatting with his friends about how excited they were to go out afterward and finally have some time for themselves.

It was a night like any other—hundreds of fans packed into the venue with their phones out, or in some cases, holding up the most random devices Joost would definitely want footage from later. The stage lights were blinding, but the energy in the room was unlike any other, the kind of night that would be impossible to forget.

However one fan, in particular, stood out. They were right at the barricade, leaning against it, phone nowhere in sight. Unlike the rest of the crowd, they weren’t singing along, weren’t screaming—just watching him with quiet admiration. A few people around them threw curious glances, but they didn’t seem to care.

Joost, too caught up in the performance, didn’t notice them at first. But as the Europapa outro played, his gaze drifted over the crowd—and there they were. Their eyes met, and he stared, intrigued. He was used to fans buzzing with energy, shouting every lyric, but you? You were different.

Once the night ended, he saw you standing there as others made their way out— while you were just standing there in thought. You decided to leave a few minutes after, shoving through crowds and outside into the night. ‘How strange.’ Joost thought to himself but didn’t think too much about it, everyone enjoyed music in their own unique way and he wasn’t one to judge. And so he forgot about you— at least for a good while.

That night a letter had been delivered to him. He had an adress fans could send fan mail to and he loved recieving them. They always made his day and had a lot of the things he got somewhere on display or safely kept in a drawer he’d never throw away. But this letter.. it was strange.

In neatly written letters, the words ‘For Joost Klein, 13 reasons.’

13 reasons.. what could that possibly mean? He had re-read the 2 words about a hundred times before curiosity had gotten the best of him and ripped the envelope open.

—February 14th 2025

Joost,

I don’t know if you’ll actually read this. Maybe you’ll read the first few words, get a weird feeling in your gut, and throw it away. I wouldn’t blame you. It’s easier to ignore things that make us uncomfortable.

But in case you do read it, then I just want to let you know this letter is simply to let things out. I’ll stay anonymous, I don’t want you to find me but I want you to know my story. Why my story of all the hundreds others you could know? I’m not sure. Did anyone ever write this type of letter to you before?

Well to get to the point— here’s reason number 1. (You’ll figure out what I mean later.)

High school was pure hell to say the least. I mean, other than the typical grouping of people (You know, popular kids, nerds.. the weirdo’s..)

It started with rumors after I transferred from my old school because my dad wanted to live closer to family and get back into the city. The rumours were stupid— the kind that spread before you even realize they exist. I was a slut, apparently. A whore from the next town over. I lost count of how many people whispered about me, laughed behind my back, called me names to my face.

The worst part wasn’t the people saying it. It was the people who pretended not to hear. The friends who suddenly weren’t my friends anymore. The teachers who saw what was happening and did nothing.

I tried to ask for help. Once. I sat in an office, across from someone who was supposed to fix things, and I begged them to make it stop. They nodded, they smiled, they promised—then they sent me back to class like nothing had happened.

And this is gonna sound a bit weird— I mean I could care less you don’t know who I am— but that made the first crack in my soul. I was left broken to piece myself back together.

—Yours truly, anonymous.

The letter had kept him up all night—who could’ve known that one of his fans, someone who had stood in the same crowd as hundreds of others, carried something this heavy?

Joost read it over and over, each word digging deeper into his chest. What did you mean ‘you’ll find out later’? What did you mean reason one? Reason’s for what? The weight of it settled in his bones, making sleep impossible. He tried to brush it off, tell himself it wasn’t his problem, that he couldn’t save everyone. But the truth was, he wanted to know who had written it.

He thought back on any weird encounters he had— if he had seen anyone in his neighbourhood who was out of the ordinary but no— nothing came to mind.

And so he waited for the next letter. One day, two days.. a week. Nothing. Nothing came into the mail and he felt worried. Did something happen? Were you okay? He didn’t know you— only that you were deeply hurt and decided to entrust someone with your problems and you just disappeared. That was never good. Disappearing.. it was dangerous and he tried to watch out for any mentions of suicide on the news but surprisingly, 12 days after the first note, another one came. He opened it as fast as he could manage and sped through the letter, the way you expressed your hurt and sorrow.. it was unlike any other.

—February 26th 2025

Dear Joost,

It’s me again! Anonymous. I saw your show this weekend and it was quite the performance. It may seem stalker-ish but I’ve been going to almost every single concert you’ve had so far during this Europapa tour— I simply can’t get enough! :)

Well, to not bother you too much— although the content of this letter is heavy enough.. here’s reason number 2.

My mother died not long after I graduated.

It wasn’t sudden. It wasn’t some tragic accident. It was the kind of death that creeps up slowly, stretching itself out over months, maybe years, until one day you realize the person you love isn’t coming back. I remember watching her get weaker, how her voice got softer, how she started forgetting things—little things at first, then big things, like my name.

And then she was gone.

I was left with a father who didn’t know how to grieve and a house that felt like a tomb. People said all the usual things— “I’m so sorry for your loss, she’s in a better place, let me know if you need anything.” They said them like changed the fact that my world had just ended.

After my mother died, my father started drinking. A little at first. Then a lot. Then so much that I stopped recognizing the person sitting across from me at dinner.

He was angry all the time. At me, at himself, at the world. It didn’t take much to set him off. A wrong look. A wrong word. A wrong breath. And then it was yelling, slamming doors, broken glass.

I told myself it wasn’t that bad. That as long as I stayed quiet, as long as I stayed out of his way, I’d be fine.

I wasn’t.

I confronted him once. Told him I was tired of being scared in my own home. That I couldn’t keep pretending things were okay. That he wasn’t okay.

He just stared at me, silent. Then he got up and walked away.

A few nights later, I found him dead— he had taken his own life and left a letter about how sorry he was and how i’ll be better off without him. He rather kill himself than work on his issues and be there for his child. Was I that much of a failure to him? Was I not worth the struggle? Guess not.

I guess that’s why I’ve always related to you as a person and a fan. I know you lost your parents too. And even though I don’t know you, and you sure as hell don’t know me, it made me feel less alone. And I guess that pushed me to not give up, at least not so easily.

—Anonymous

This letter made him feel something different. Was it anger? Confusion? Maybe both. He had questions— a lot of them.. and so he decided to write back. You had be bringing the letters yourself, it didn’t have his address nor anything to indicate this was sent and delivered by a postman and so he hoped you’d find it the next time you’d come around.

He quickly scrambled to find a paper and pen, but as soon as he sat down to write something.. he couldn’t find the words.

What could he say that wasn’t said to you a thousand times already? ‘I’m sorry this is happening.’ ‘It will get better.’ No. Those would be empty promises he couldn’t actually keep.. and so he thought— though for hours until he just grabbed the pen and wrote until there was no more space on the white sheet of paper.

He was nervous to actually put it in his mailbox. What if you stopped writing? He was probably your only hope and so he couldn’t afford to mess this up. The time ticked by and soon the clock strikes midnight, and the time came for him to finally put it into the mailbox where you’d hopefully find it and take the advice and things he had to say to heart.. or at least thought about them. He hoped for the best, for your well being even though he didn’t know you a single bit— how could he wish you anything else? You poured your heart out to him, you chose to do so and he felt some sort of pride in his chest bubble up because it was like he had succeeded in something. Something big. He hoped you thought so too.

—February 26th 2025

Dear anonymous,

I hope you’re doing okay

How have you been?

As you can probably tell, I’m struggling to find the right words to start this letter— but I guess this is the best I’ll do.

There hasn’t been a single night where I haven’t thought about you. About whether you’re still here. About how much of this weight you’re still carrying. I don’t know if you expect me to respond, if you even want me to, but I have to. Because I can’t read what you wrote and just pretend it’s nothing.

I keep thinking about that. About the fact that, despite everything, you’re still here. That after all the shit life has thrown at you—every loss, every time you were kicked down and left to pick up the pieces alone, every night you spent staring at the ceiling wondering if it was even worth it—you’re still breathing.

I don’t know who you are, but I know you’ve been hurting for a long time. I know you’ve been carrying this alone, and I know how heavy that gets. I know what it’s like to walk around with so much pain inside you that it feels like it’s carved into your ribs. Like no matter what you do, no matter how much time passes, it’s always there. And the worst part? The fact that no one ever really sees it.

People look at you and see whatever version of you they want. They see the person who keeps showing up, who keeps moving forward, and they assume that means you’re okay. That you must be fine because you haven’t completely fallen apart. They don’t see the exhaustion in your bones. They don’t see the nights where it physically hurts to be alive. They don’t see how goddamn hard it is just to exist some days.

And after a while, you start to believe it too. That maybe this is just how it is. That maybe you’re just meant to carry this alone, because no one’s ever really noticed enough to do anything else.

But I notice. I notice because I’ve been there. Because I know what it’s like to be drowning and have the world keep moving like nothing’s wrong. I know what it’s like to lose people and realize too late that you were never ready to live without them. I know what it’s like to be so goddamn tired of everything—of the weight, of the silence, of the pretending—that giving up starts to feel like the only option that makes sense.

But you haven’t.

I’m not going to give you some empty speech about how things get better. I’m not going to sit here and tell you that everything happens for a reason, or that the pain you’ve felt will magically fade. That would be bullshit. We both know it doesn’t work that way.

You are not alone in this. Not anymore. Because I see you. And I’m here.

—Yours truly, Joost. :)

You couldn’t stop the tears from slipping down your face, no matter how hard you tried to hold them back. The way he put everything into words—your feelings, your pain—it was almost terrifying. It was like, for a moment, he had stepped inside your mind, like he had lived through every dark thought, every lonely night, every moment where you felt like there was nothing left.

It was almost as if, just for a little while, you had switched places. As if he had carried your pain for you, held it in his hands and understood it in a way no one else ever had. And then, just as quickly, you were yanked back into your own reality, into this life that felt more like a prison than anything else.

You gripped the paper tightly, reading over his words again and again, as if searching for some hidden meaning, something that might make this feel less real. But it was real. He had written this. He had seen you, even without knowing your name, without ever meeting you.

And that terrified you.

He understood— someone who was never in your same exact shoes before understood.. you weren’t invisible anymore, not to Joost at least. Maybe you weren’t as alone as you had convinced yourself you were.

And maybe—just maybe—there was still a reason to keep going.

© just1cefor4all— I don’t consent to my writing being reposted to other platforms or fed into AI. Translating it is also strictly prohibited. 🚫

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[241219] NIGHTLY STUDY

[NEW MESSAGES FROMM HIMARI]

[PM 10:13] Hi Tiny! I'm in the university library right now, I have to study but I wanted to check in with you guys...I also don't want to scan through these books yet

[PM 10:13] Oh I got my Broadcasting & Entertainment degree already, with the '99 liners, with a minor in Oriental Studies. I'm enrolled in Korea University now, for an Interdisciplinary Major in Brain and Cognitive Science

[PM 10:13] I didn't tell anyone since it's just my education, sorry, it must have been a little confusing ㅎㅎㅎ I enrolled at KU right after finishing

[PM 10:14] Ahh don't worry about that Tiny, we had discussions with the university and they're modifying my academics so that I won't overwork myself

[PM 10:15] I chose that subject because of my biological dad, I don't know if you guys have heard of him but his name was Min Won Shik, he was a neurologist

[PM 10:15] When we were younger he joked about wanting to pass his lab coat down to Hanzo nii-chan and me. People that worked with him at the Asan Medical Center even told me how excited he was when talking about giving his knowledge to us someday so I figured I would do it for him

[PM 10:16] No don't worry I'm not studying alone, Mingi came with me...he tried to help me but he ended up taking a nap instead because he didn't understand ㅎㅎ

[PM 10:16] Ahh right the Global Festival was broadcast today, I hope Tiny enjoyed our performance...it's strange, we performed 5 songs but only 2 made it in

[PM 10:16] We also performed Bouncy, Guerilla and Empty Box but only the wide angle videos were uploaded, not the actual footage. I'm not surprised though

[PM 10:17] I forgot you guys know about the showcase ㅎㅎ I'm practicing really hard don't worry, T.O.P sunbaenim and I already did several stage checks

[PM 10:17] Working with him is so surreal, I reached out to him not expecting much at first...but he was the one who offered to perform with me. I've been a V.I.P for such a long time and I've met all the members now...

[PM 10:18] He talked about this already ? It's true, when Taeyang sunbaenim reached out to me I had just started my production hiatus so I had to turn him down :(

[PM 10:18] Nope I wrote Insomniac about one week before my hiatus, but it's over now...it was supposed to be much longer but I got bored

[PM 10:19] Why are my own fans trying to bully me into studying 🥺Don't you guys want to talk to me some more ?

[PM 10:19] Ahh because I always do it to you guys...you're right I'll take my own advice, I'll study a little bit more and then go home since it's getting late. I've been here since 6PM so I got quite a bit of work done already

[PM 10:19] I'll go now, have a good night Tiny ♡ Love you so much, kisses!

Translated from Korean by Google

[aizawasbrazybaby]

❥𓂃𓏧Fuck The Girls

𖦹Warnings: Cheater!Ichigo x Fem!Reader, Mentions of bullying, Brief Spit Play, Pet Names (ex. Baby, Honey), Switch!Ichigo, Switch!Reader, Modern College!AU, P in V Sex, Sex Videos are made consensually

𖦹Word Count: 2.4K I regret nothing

🫧: Sorry for the late post🥲I had to start everything over. 🫶🏾🫶🏾🫶🏾

ᐕSummary: In your defense the storm came earlier than expected and your bully’s boyfriend was too hot to not fuck..

You’re an adult. Everything you do has consequences. That means hitting them will get you put behind bars. They aren’t worth the risk. You told yourself to sooth the seething anger. Tears of pure fury ran down your cheeks as your fingers massaged your temples. Coffee stained your white shirt and jeans. The hot drink had seeped through the rips leaving first degree burns on your thighs. You composed yourself enough to walk out the local cafes bathroom with your head held high. Leaving all signs of weakness in the stall.

You walked back to your table attempting to ignore the four sorry excuses of humans behind you, plus the bystander. College is better than high school my fucking ass. Just professors that overwork me and more mean bitches to put up with.

“Why do you always antagonize people?” the man with them asked severely unamused, “go apologize.”

“What? I literally didn’t do anything,” the tall brunette, his girlfriend, smiled to stop a laugh, “you should be saying that to Angie I wouldn’t have spilled my drink if she didn’t bump into me.”

“Not true,” the dark skinned woman grinned, “I just happened to trip over my own two feet.”

The four burst out in laughter.

“Go. Apologize. Now.” He said through gritted teeth.

“For what? We didn’t do it on purpose,” she flipped her long hair over a shoulder.

You closed your MacBook turning it sideways so the coffee could drain before you struck it back in your tote bag. Anger was starting to resurface and the urge to strangle every last one of them swelled. He nearly leapt from his seat, “hey! Wait a minute-” You raised a single finger as you walked out that left him in a stunned silence.

ෆ

“Who messed with the ice queen today?”

“Remember the girl I told you got caught fucking the Dean?”

He hummed.

“Her sister Angie, Lina the short haired girl, the one that’s more like their pet, that bitch Regina and her boyfriend.” You said giving him a quick rundown.

“I don’t understand..just transfer or leave if they keep picking on you why stay?” your best friend who was currently studying across the country said.

A white towel wrapped around your head and a hot pink one on your body, “and let them win? Let them think they got the better of me and be another girl they got to leave? You must’ve forgot who I am, and they got me all the way fucked up if they think they can bully me into leaving. I chose to come here and that’s where I’ll remain for my last two years.”

His head fell back, “prideful ass. It’s only two years transfer your credits and come study with me.”

“You're right,” you removed your head towel, “it’s only two more years..so I’ll finish here.”

You flashed a smile and he rolled his eyes. I applaud you for your efforts but I’m not leaving.

“Stubborn as a mule, I’d expect nothing less. What are you gonna do about your laptop?”

You sighed and squeezed the towel into your wet hair, “well luckily for me I sat at the table that has the security camera pointed directly at it anddd if all goes well they’ll hand over the footage I’ll ask her to replace the Mac and if she says no I’ll take her to court.”

“And if they don’t have it?” he switched out of his shirt and into his work uniform.

“…then I’ll resort to old habits.”

“I thought you left beating people up in the past.”

“Desperate times call for desperate measures…she’ll pay one way or another.”

“Good god,” he exhaled heavily, “text me when you get home so I know you didn’t kill anyone please”

“Eh we’ll see.”

ෆ

The bell atop the door chimed as you stepped in. Few patrons sat sipping and chatting to each other. Made sense being that the place closed in a little under an hour. Aiming for the cashier you asked for the manager and explained the situation. You let out a sigh of relief you didn’t realize you held as he went to the back. That bell chimed again and you glared at the man who entered. Ichigo.

“____? That’s your name right?” Ichigo stood next to you. So casually as if two friends were just meeting up. Your only reply was an eye roll. “I’m sorry for what ‘Gina did, I'll replace your shirt and pants.” He dug in his pocket searching for his wallet, “I’m Ichi-”

“kurosaki I know. We're in the same major class and I don’t want your money or that half ass apology especially if it’s on behalf of her.” malice laced your words.

“I feel bad for what she-”

“If you came here to,” you furrowed your brows, “how the hell did you know I was gonna be here?”

“I’m sorry it seems that camera hasn’t been working for a while. I can check the others if you like.” It was more of a question than a statement.

You faced your classmate, “no need. You can tell your girlfriend she can either replace my property or she’s gonna be in for a painful awakening.” You smirked already out the door before he could speak.

“____,” he trailed behind you like an abandoned puppy, “I’m not your enemy okay. For fucksake ____.” His hands gently grabbed your waist, guiding you to the wall of your apartment building. Arms on either side of your shoulders. Goodness he was a sight to behold. He wasn’t your usual type but with a voice that husky and low many exceptions could be made. Too many.

“Listen to me..please,” he huffed, “I’m sorry my rude clumsy girlfriend damaged your shit. Okay, I really am, and I’ll make her apologize too if it’s the last thing I do but let me replace the laptop.”

“Rude? Clumsy? Your girlfriend..that bitch is a fucking bully. Nothing but a pretty face with a nasty spirit.” you shoved him but he didn’t move, “how could you even be interested in someone like that? Don’t you want better for yourself?” You looked into those amber eyes and your blood all but bubbled. Fierceness and honesty scorched through him. A strong wind whipped across your heated skin and then it came. A loud crack of thunder accompanied with a strike of lightning. Shit. The hurricane. How could you forget about the weather warning.

You grabbed his arm dragging him into your high rise apartment. Better safe than sorry. He looked out the window watching the rain slice in every direction. “Barely made it,” your shoulders dropped. He approached you forcing his credit card in your hand. “I’m not taking your money,” you snarled, eyes falling from his..then lowered to those enchanting lips. A second too long did you let your gaze linger. A second was all he needed to notice. To follow your line of sight.

“Is it something else you..something else I can offer?” Ichigo raised a brow, a mild blush on his cheeks.

You looked his body up and down as spite pricked at your emotions and thoughts of what he looks like under you rippled through your mind. Your face was undoubtedly straight, easily mistaken to be uninterested. He took a step back for every inch you moved forward until his legs hit the couch and he sat, “Regina’s not gonna appreciate this.” You straddled his hips and he welcomed you with open arms and a cock that throbbed between your clothed bodies.

“Regina’s not here,” his hands trailed under your shirt massaging your breast. Ichigo nearly tore your top to shreds trying to remove it. Unclamping your bra in the process. His face settled between your tits before taking a hard nipple in his mouth. Tongue graciously sucking and licking the buds.

“So eager to fuck a woman who isn’t your partner,” your fingers gripped his soft locks as you released a breathless sigh at the sensation.

He pulled back, letting go of your bud with a pop sound, “I am when she brings me to her crib and throws herself at me.” His fingers dug into the sides of your ass grinding your cunt on him. A soft groan left the both of you and you kissed him. Sloppy, lustful and full of so much spite. Slick collected in your panties and partially your pajama pants. Eyes shifted down his body landing on what lay next to him. Fell out his pocket and right into the wrong hands. “Fuck I needa feel that pretty pussy on me” he sucked your bottom lip allowing his teeth to graze over it before releasing. Hands fumbled at the button on his pants. Just as needy, you removed your pajamas, sliding your panties to the side.

Fuck,” he pulled your hips down bottoming out inside of you forcing a mix of a moan and a yelp, “so tight.”

“Not so fucking rough,” your cunt fluttered around him and he stilled. Watching. Impatiently waiting for those words. A sign. His hands slid up your waist rubbing your breast more gently and attentively than any other guy you’ve been with. Something close to infatuation filled his gorgeous features.

“God your so fuckin pretty,” he whispered, “can I move?”

You nod. He lifted you up much slower this time. Carefully as if you were made of glass. Dropping you down on his cock that was already pumping precum. His raw length sent shivers down your body from the size alone. The stutter and hesitation in his hips revealed his fear of hurting you. Breaking you in half on his dick.

“Ichigo,” you demanded, “don’t make me regret bringing you here.” Your pussy clenched as tight as it could around him and his back straightened. Nails making indents in your ass. It took every fucking bone in his body not to lose control and pump into you until his cock was soft again. “Fuck me like you mean it.” You nipped at his cheek.

Confidence had him hitting every golden spot he could down there. Only being affirmed by the sweet noises you made. His favorite fucking sound that he could listen to for hours. Wanted to listen to for hours. You left kisses in a path down his neck glaring at his phone. Matching his rhythm you grinded into his thrust sending his head back, eyes shut. You snaked your hand to his chin and twisted it opposite to yours. Baring the exposed sensitive skin on his throat you risked it.

Snatching his phone you slid your tongue on his soft flesh. Not daring to slow down in the slightest or release your grip. “r��fuckin me so good honey. Feel amazing inside me,” you moan in his ear not removing your eyes. He grunts to pussy whipped to scramble the words together. No lock. You pondered if he was bold or just stupid. You wince at the half finished message on screen.

Bit of a dickhead move to dump a girl over text even if she was a piece of shit human

You open the camera staying in the messages with Regina and move to the video option. Ichigo’s head falls back as you take a handful of his silky hair..and press record. Arm outstretched so she can see that you're riding him and he’s under your complete control. Exaggerated moans fall from your throat and he responds with his own to match

“Fuck. So wet.” Is all he managed bringing a big pale hand down on your ass more than once. Your back arches and your chest presses into his.

“Love this pussy? I fuck better than your bitch don’t I?” You made sure to say loud enough for the mic to pick up.

“Fuck yes,” he mumbles, “wanna put a baby in you.” You drop down and on his cock and still yourself. Releasing a guttural moan.

“Open your mouth and I’ll let you fuck me from the back.” Hand still tangled in his hair, he obeys. You lean over spitting on his tongue and shoved yours in his mouth after it. He tasted as good as he felt. Your orgasm wasn’t too far behind. “Gonna nut in me?”

“Yes,” he chanted, “love this pussy, god I love you.” He didn’t. It was the lust speaking for him. That you couldn’t deny. Point taken, you ended the video and made sure it was delivered alongside the half finished breakup text.

“Ohhh shit,” you both said, for two different reasons. You were unfolding in each other's arms. Yes. But that video. It was too late to see the other contact icons at the top.

A group chat. This asshole was gonna dump her in a group chat. Not that I have any room to talk. His problem to deal with when I kick him out.

The apple logo flashed before the device shut down. You let go of his hair and his thrust became uncontrollable. Smashing every sweet spot he could find until he couldn’t hold back anymore. His cum coated your walls and in the blink of an eye he had you face down. Ass in the air on full display. His thumb rubbed against your hole pushing deeper and he slid two fingers from his other hand in your cunt. Not caring his cum gushed out with every pump. You winced hard as you clawed at the couch. Allowing your release to overcome you. “Good baby get it all out.” His voice an unfamiliar gentle sound.

His cock head patted your core before he relentlessly drilled into you. Mildly painful from the sudden penetration but overwhelming pleasure coursed through you. Waves of overstimulation washed over your body. The coin was flipped. He held the control over you. One of ichigo’s hands held onto the fat in your ass and the other rubbed overbearing circles on your clit. “Kurosaki,” you whined. Eyes in the back of your head.

“What is it baby? Wanna make another video?” He chuckled at the brief halt in your moans. He placed one dirty sneaker on your ebony cushion. Following his second orgasm. Increasing his pace he pummeled your poor pretty pussy until more of his semen was overflowing. He pulled out collapsing on the couch, lifting you in his arms.

“How did you know?” Embarrassment barreled it’s way to your chest and face. Avoiding looking in his direction.

“Peripheral vision is a thing baby.”

Not your baby.

“Are you not mad?” You fingered his necklace.

He shook his head, “I knew it wasn’t gonna last to begin with but…we’re not talking about that. I could have stopped you at any time but honestly I wanna see her react..their reaction just as much as you do.”

You smirked.

Asshole.

[aragarna]

What do you think about the American remake of Doc?

Hi Anon! Funny you asked cause I've been thinking about making a post about it. :)

I've seen the first 2 episodes of DOC (US) so far, and I have to admit, I'm somewhere between annoyed and disappointed. My main complain is the character of Amy, and the general lack of empathy.

Short version: There's barely any difference between pre-amnesia and post-amnesia Amy. She's just as snarky and tough before and after the accident. And given her situation, she really seems to be holding it together remarkably well, compared to Andrea who, in the Italian show, is an emotional mess, and a cinnamon roll, which is why we love him.

(more under the cut, this is gonna be long, but illustrated.)

The reason why DOC (IT) works so well, is that it makes us care about Andrea super fast. Despite having seen him being an ass for 20 min straight before the accident, within minutes after he wakes up, we see the real Andrea. Sweet and soft and at that point, fragile and distressed. He so so needs a hug, and we want to give him a hug. His entire being screams for help and comfort. By the end of the first episode, we care for him on an emotional level. By the end of the second episode, we're hook line and sinker rooting for him.

But I don't really feel that as much with Amy in DOC (US).

Andrea is such a great character because he's soft and fragile. This is what makes him a great doctor, but this is also what makes him breakable. The beauty of DOC (IT) to me is that journey of a man who has to rebuild himself, and Andrea shows us that it's so freaking *hard*. It hurts. Resilience isn't necessarily something innate. But even if you're fragile, and even if it's hard, you will make it. And maybe you don't need to toughen up. Maybe you can stay your true soft self and still find your footage.

"we're not together anymore"

But Amy? Amy takes it all remarkably well. Sure, she breaks down a couple times in the first episode, but by episode 2, FOUR days after the accident, she is already up and running, bitchy and strong, wants to make it all on her own and get back to work. She's angry and annoyed more than distressed. And she's building back those walls pretty damn fast... Oh you've remarried? Cool cool cool. Can I get my stethoscope, now?

"I lost my son, I lost my wife/husband. It's better that I forgot."

And look, I'm fine with not overly emotional characters, but Andrea being overly emotional - in a world were emotions are often seen as a weakness - is what makes him and the show so interesting. The whole point of DOC (IT) is that Andrea has no guards and no filter. He doesn't understand the world he's been thrown in. There's a sort of desperation to try to fix things. He can barely hold it together.

"You see me here, but I'm somewhere else. It's morning, [...] and I'm crazy in love with my wife." / "Remember the George V? That was 2 weeks ago for me."

By contrast, Amy appears to take it as well as can be expected. She seems to have the ressources and strengths to make it. Good for her. But not as interesting to me. I really wished we'd have a soft and fragile female character - that would still make it in the end, that would still be shown as positive and successful.

(and no mention of a prefrontal syndrom so far...)

Also, pre-accident Amy wasn't *that* bad? She had terrible bedside manners, and she was bullying the interns. But she also had sex in her car in between lab results?! WTH?! I could see old Andrea's disapproving glare from a mile away. My main problem is the characterization that it implies. She wasn't that closed off from the world, then. She even sings in her car! She was happy and clearly didn't deny herself unethical pleasures. She's just a bully then?

But the main difference between Andrea and Amy isn't even there. Andrea immediatly and genuinely connects with people. We see him with the boy who sits next to him in episode 1, and in episode 2 with Japoco. In episode 2 of DOC (US), Amy is also given a roommate, but all she cares about is the medical stuff. She talks with the patient's daughter, but that's the daughter who initiated the conversation. And it's Jake who at the end takes Amy to see that her roommate is doing better. Compare this to Andrea who ran away - twice! - with Jacopo, once for a pasta dinner, and then to make sure Jacopo wouldn't miss the birth of his child.

So all in all, it's obvious the writers of DOC (US) have seen DOC (IT), but it feels like they didn't *get* it.

Random additional thoughts:

Please, if they're not even gonna try to make it believable, just get rid of that stupid bandage...

Everyone's an ass in that hospital. Doctors, the board, visitors... I really wouldn't want to get hospitalized there. Nor work there. Ugh. 1000% would rather go to the Ambrosiano. DOC (IT)'s unofficial motto was "Make Empathy Great Again". Clearly this is not the idea behind DOC (US).

I wonder if it's a reflection of both countries' Healthcare system that Andrea is hospitalized for over a month (20 days of ICU and 2 weeks in his own department), while Amy is kicked out within 5 days.

There's also quite a few flashbacks about the time Amy forgot, which is an interesting choice. They do come in DOC (IT) too, but later on. And nothing post Mattia until S3. DOC (US) starts revealing things a lot faster (TJ/Riccardo, Michael being remarried, her grieving and becoming a bully - can't believe we got in episode 2 of DOC (US) what we only got in 3x15 in DOC (IT) )

Also, interestingly - neither good or bad - the relationship between Amy and Michael is a lot less fraught at the start than Andrea and Agnese's. I have to say, Michael is the only one I've found marginally nice so far. And Gina, the BFF.

How about you? What did you think of it?

[sonicasura]

Ok I had some thoughts for both Kaiju No.8 Skylanders and Gamera crossover so I'll split them up in two.

For Gamera:

Ok in both the Heisei Gamera series and The Rebirth series it turns out that kaiju were actually genetic experiments made by an ancient advanced human civilization, and I think it'd be cool if we brought some ideas from them. For example during the ancient civilization there were two types of kaiju there servant class which were humanoid in appearance strong(not to an insane degree) and had human level intelligence and the war class titans which are massive animalistic and have insane powers. So the idea is that some of the numbered kaiju used to be Servant class that now try to recreate their masters works for their own ends but that all gets upended when Gamera shows up, causing the remaining numbered kaiju to figure out what to do about him.

Gamera also has a rather popular following in Japan after there's footage of the giant turtle fighting off a Honju and its Yoju while the Defense Force was busy with another Honju and Yoju. There are even plushes of Gamera being sold out at vendors and Gamera themed dishes.

For Skylanders Giants:

There have been debates from both civilians and even government higher ups about if the Defense Force could defeat the Skylanders and for the most part its been thought of as even, until Tree Rex offhandly mentions he's been fighting for so long he forgot how long its been and that he lost count after three centuries. Then the Kaiju No.8 world goes crazy after this information.

There are fan clubs in the rookie squad on who the best Giant and they have surprising members, for example Aoi actually likes Hothead mainly due to the fact the fire giant always intends to finish the fight, Hairuchi likes Swarm, Kikoru likes Tree Rex etc.

There's actually a chance that other numbered Kaiju could end up as Skylanders/Portal masters if they're pushed to a point and summon an evil Skylander such as Gold Queen or the Chompie Wizard.

Soshiro has a crush on Ninjini and it started when she managed to match him in bladed combat, and has secretly bought some merch of the Ninja genie. Mina found out and she had to excuse herself before bursting a gut.

I have read the manga so I'm going to dodge some major ass spoilers for any anime only readers.

For Gamera, it's definitely some of the old Kaiju in the past but their numbers got dwindled over the years by the Defense Force. They didn't leave quietly as these ones caused quite the devastation before being slain. It's one reason why Toto is being monitored by the DF.

They don't want a repeat of another great disaster like in the past. Luckily Toto's behavior suggests he knows better to cause problems for humans and seems quite friendly with children. There's speculation that he might've been taught this.

Now for Skylanders,

All of them are practically ancient. Hell, Hot Head is said to be 199,999 and 3/4ths years old but has the energy of 150,000 year old. Ninjinni also has been confirmed the oldest amongst the group. The amount of stories they have could fill an empty library.

I won't be surprised if there's fan clubs in the Defense Force. The moment the Skylanders officially begin working with the DF practically has every fan boy/girl cheering. Expect plenty of antics.

There is one future Numbered Kaiju that definitely could become a Skylander. Portal Masters outside of Skylands are an incredible rarity. This is mainly due to portal magic being very rare even moreso in near magicless realms. Kafka having that potential is one in 5 billion.

Hoshina is definitely the type to love someone who can kick his ass. Ninjinni easily matched him move for move and Kafka felt like he was a watching a dance of blades than fighting. Mina would absolutely bully Hoshina about his newfound crush but wish him luck in the dating department.

Not everyone can say they fell in love with a elven genie warrior.

[lovestuckyhatemarvel]

My cataloguing if shit I never noticed or forgot from season 1 of Stranger Things. I’m on episode 3 of my rewatch!

1.) I forgot Nancy heard Barb for a moment during the make out session

2.) forgot Barb screamed for Nancy as she died. Also I’m keeping my eye out to see if the show actually has the characters know she died in the pool because fanfic insists they know but I don’t remember that being confirmed to Steve or Nancy

3.) Karen Wheeler really is trying to be a good mom

4.) I forgot Joyce starts with all the lamps in the house

5.) I think the reason people fell in love with Steve, including myself, is despite being called a douchebag by other characters, I can’t think of a time he’s randomly doychey or a bully in this season

6.) hopper was like mostly mild mannered and charming at this point. Like obvious self destructive behaviors but idk he’s quieter than I remember him

7.) dog spotted again. Seriously how did I forget their damn dog????

8.) ‘staying one step ahead of the Russians’ got said as a quick line

9.) I forgot the super secret lab couldn’t be bothered to pull footage with rain for a night that rained. Like surely you could have edited like 5 minutes out of the actual night, right? It didn’t take El all night to enter a damn tunnel

10.) people talk about Steve being rich and he is but the Wheelers are definitely solidly middle class. Nancy has her own phone and her own tv in her room

11.) carol had a mark in her ankle that she thinks is frostbite even though the pool is heated

12.) I know he doesn’t have a personal dark room but I forgot he develops the stalker photos at school and a classmate sees them and is visibly uncomfortable

13.) aw Karen brought Joyce a casserole. I forgot about that

14.) oh yeah I forgot Hopper’s dating life is a dumpster fire

15.) I spy Terry Ives’ name

16.) Ok the key to holly smiling is Christmas lights and flashing lamps

17.) it would have been fucked up if holly had been eaten by the wall in the Byers house

18.) the breaking of the camera was excessive but I think a solid amount of people would vote JAH and NTA if it was a story posted on aita. I didn’t forget this. I just wanted to say this

19.) I think it’s funny how the Duffers made it so El can’t just remember her own trauma at random but rather has to be guided by very deliberate items. Coke commercial leads to coke can crushing, cat leads to cat memory, etc. like I don’t actually think we needed our hands held this much with her memories

20.) Forgot that hopper immediately suspects Brenner

21.) literally forgot how this season was paced and that we first get a good look at the monster in episode 3

22.) forgot the fake body is found this episode too

23.) I forgot that Mike gets home and just sobs into Karen’s arms while Nancy and barb’s parents sit in the living room

[obislittleone]

Who Are You Really

Andrew Garfield!Peter Parker x Reader

A/n: There may or may not be spoilers in this, I haven't seen the movie yet... gonna write one or two more parts after this when I've seen it. I'm going tomorrow at 6pm so we'll see what goes down...

Warnings: ⚠️possible spoilers ahead read at your own risk⚠️, street assualt, attempted sexual assault.

You knew Peter Parker well. One of your class mates at Midtown, the boy you sat beside in English every day. You were just as surprised as anyone to find out he was Spider-Man. It was broadcasted everywhere in New York for everyone to see. It couldn't be mistaken as someone else. The footage was clear, and the evidence was there. Your classmate was Spider-Man.

You were supposed to have graduated a while ago, but when the blip happened, you disappeared with it, setting you back to a place where you had to redo your last year in highschool. Being a super senior was not fun, considering your friends who had survived were now five years older than you. Some out of college already and even on to their careers. It was crazy to think that so much could have happened during a time that was instantaneous to you.

No one looked at Peter the same after the day he was found out. He would walk down the hallways with his girlfriend and everyone would stare. You couldn't deny you felt bad for him. Everyone staring on as uf he had procured some sort of disastrous disease. He was a hero of this city, and shouldn't have been treated so wrongfully. One of the bullies in the school, Eugene Thompson was of course getting his kicks out of the humiliation of his classmate. He chuckled in the corner of the hall, waiting for Peter and MJ to walk by before he took an obnoxiously large step in front of them while nonchalantly walking to class. Peter dropped the papers he had under his arm, and they went all over the floor.

The others looked on this display of mishap with nothing but a second glance. They didn't dare get involved with the crime fighting Spider-Man.

You felt differently. You went over and helped him and MJ with the scattered papers and handed them over. He uttered a small thank you and a nod, and then they went on their way quietly. You thought it was awful, the whole thing. How anxious does Spider-Man have to be to get so caught off guard by a school bully. This must be taking a serious toll on him.

You didn't talk to Peter for a while, not even in the class you had together. You stayed just as quiet as everyone else, until one day.

Everyone seemingly didn't care anymore about the fact that Peter was Spider-Man. You'd even argue to the point where they forgot it entirely.

You spoke to him in your English class, simply discussing the week's assignment, and he seemed to forget himself even then. It was so strange, but you didn't question it.

Later that day news stories started coming up about strange portals opening around the city. They looked like they could be connected to the other super hero that lived uptown, Dr. Strange. Reports of strange persons turning up grabbed people's attention, and though worse things had happned in this world, you were willing to bet anything that this was really bad.

You had been living alone in your apartment ever since your mother passed away. She died during the blip from cancer, so you didn't even get to say goodbye. You'd been living pretty independently before that happened, but being by yourself in this time of craziness was not desired. You could hold your own if it came down to it, you'd just rather avoid having to inflict that upon yourself.

You wanted to see if you classmate knew anything about this mess, and having gone over to his apartment before to study, you knew where he lived. You weren't exactly friends, but if it came down to it, you knew could trust him. He was a super hero after all.

You went down the streets and tried to be discreet, knowing the part of town you were headed for wasn't necessarily kind and caring. You had your switch blade in your pocket at the ready just incase, but strayed from keeping it in your hand to avoid suspicion and extra unwanted attention.

Two guys had begun following you about a block ago, you could tell. You kept on, thinking if it was just a loose follow, you could reach your destination without any issues. The problems began when three other men decided to join their friends, making the group of five seem more intimidating.

You turned down an alley as a shortcut to the next street down, where the building you were looking for was located. Bad idea. There was a small gang of sidewalk smokers at the end to cut you off. You kept walking to test your luck, wanting to see if you were just being paranoid. You did let you hand lay closer to your pocket though.

"Ay mama, where you off to?" One of them poked at you, cutting you from the other side of the street. There were no passersby, you were on your own.

"To see Spider-Man," you taunted sarcastically, trying to push past the men while also making a slight to them.

"Oh spiderguy! He's a little punk, you know," you were pushed back to a corner, with few ways out. "You guys close or something?"

"Look, I just wanna go see my friend, can you let me pass?"

"Depends. Can you pay the toll?"

"What toll?"

The biggest man in the group stepped forward, blushing your hair strands away from your shoulder, letting his hands linger against you a little longer. Your hands were in your pocket, and you were about to stab someone, but held back, knowing the repercussions could be bad if you went against too many men without being able to handle them.

"Whatever you're willing to offer us, sweetheart."

That's it. Even just by pure unbridled rage, nothing could have stopped you from taking that knife and pressing it against the throat of the man closest to you.

"Everyone back up or he's dead," you threatened. You couldn't kill anyone, that you were sure of, but they were going to hurt you, so you could at least make them believe you could.

"That's so cute, look boys she's even got a little knife. Too bad she ain't know how to use it."

"Wanna bet?" You smirked, pressing it against the bulging veins of his neck. The red that rimmed the blade was enough to scare the man you held under it, but none of the others even flinched.

"She's all talk, grab her," one of them instructed, and two more reacted. They reached over and tried to take a shot, but you readjusted your hold on the guy in your hands, bringing an elbow around his neck so you could use the knife for better purposes.

One got sliced right through the arm, pulling back like a child who just touched a hot stove.

"Hands off, jackass," you tried ti slice through another, but now they were all on you. You were putting up one hell of a fight, you were cinfused why they still persisted.

You tried to break free, but it was more difficult now, and they wrestled the knife from your hands, leaving you pretty defenseless given your position. You struggled to get away, but then you saw a flash of red and blue swing into the picture.

"I'm not really great at talking to girls either guys, but 'hands off' seems like a pretty universal term."

Before your eyes, Spider-Man started to web up the deadbeats to the nearest wall, giving you an escape for a few seconds to put a few hits into the others. Spider-Man turned around, expecting to take down the rest, only to find them on the ground with their hands over their crotch. You lived taking cheap shots like that. Men had balls for a reason, that being so women could punish them whenever they misbehaved.

You quickly ran out of the alley afterwards, making it onto the street so that you could feek safer in the presence of the witnesses that drive by in cars every few seconds. Spider-Man followed after you, catching uo to your walking pace.

"You okay? You didn't take any bad hits did you?" He asked with a concerned tone. Funny, he didn't sound the same as in class. He looked taller, too. Glancing his way you saw a completely different costume than the one you were used to seeing on the news.

"No, I'm fine... I did actually wanna talk to you, though. I was on my over when those douchebags cornered me," you said, but the Spider-Man stopped in his tracks. You turned around and tilted your head.

"What do you- do I know you?" He asked. His voice definitely sounded different from in class a few days ago.

"You should. I'm your desk buddy in English," you furrowed your eyebrows, stepping back to be beside him again.

"I think you got the wrong guy," he chuckled, and you rolled your eyes.

"Parker everyone knows it's you, you don't have to play dumb anymore."

He froze immediately. How did you know? How did anyone know? What were you saying to him. You took a step closer and looked very closely. He definitely did not resemble the boy you knew, but then again, there was only one Spider-Man.

"Peter, you sound different, are you feeling okay?"

"How do you know my name?" He asked, afraid. This was not Peter Parker.

You reached a hand up and ripped the mask off, unprepared for the face that stared back at you. This was all too much to take in. Dark hair, yes. Brown eyes, yes. Peter Parker's brown eyes and dark hair? No.

"Who are you?"

.

.

Anyways I'm so excited for nwh can y'all tell?

[ladylynse]

Ectober 2021, Day 22: Favour [FFN | AO3]

Contains canon-typical bullying. Technically follows this ficlet for Day 17 (Found Footage) but can be read as a standalone.

-|-

Valerie thought she had enough on her plate, but then Kwan asks her for a favour—and things start to make a sickening sort of sense.

-|-

“Hey, uh, Valerie? I need a favour.”

Valerie turned from her locker to raise an eyebrow at Kwan, who was hovering awkwardly just out of the main flow of students in the hallway. Star and the other A-listers were nowhere in sight, most likely already heading to cheer and football practice—somewhere Kwan should also be. “You need a favour,” Valerie repeated flatly, not sure she liked where this was going. Kwan had been happy enough to drop her like the rest of them after her fall from popularity, so even if he pretended this was an opportunity for her to get back into Paulina’s good graces and back on the A-list, Valerie wasn’t convinced she’d jump.

She didn’t need them anymore.

“I mean….” Kwan glanced around at the ever-changing crowd, but it was thinning now as people cleared out for the end of the day. “Would you do me a favour?”

“Why don’t you ask Star if it’s not something you can ask Dash?”

He flinched and looked down at his hands, which were playing with the fraying cuff of his football jacket. “This isn’t something I can ask them.”

“If you’re planning something for Star, just ask Paulina. You know she can keep a secret when it’s important.” As long as it was worth her while, anyway.

“I’m not. I—” He looked around again and stepped into her personal space before saying in a low voice that was barely audible over the buzz of the crowd, “I don’t know who I can trust with this.”

Well, she wasn’t going to shoot him down right after he said that, but she was hardly someone she thought would be one of the people he’d trust. He definitely wasn’t someone she trusted anymore. Of course, considering she hadn’t (willingly) told anyone about one of her major extracurricular activities…. “And you want to trust me with this because—?”

“You took photography and media studies last year.”

Valerie blinked. “So?”

“I need you to take a look at something for me.”

Right. Taking a look at a picture or video clip would hardly be the last of it. “And then?”

“Give me your opinion on it. Like…if it’s been edited or if you think it’s real.”

“Look, if you suspect it’s been edited and you got it from one of your friends, it’s probably been edited.” Valerie turned back to her locker to finish zipping up her backpack. “The fact that you’re questioning it at all should be your red flag. I don’t need to look at anything to tell you that.”

She yanked the backpack free as Kwan said, “No, it’s just…. I don’t know if someone could’ve edited it. Or edited it this well. On the original film, not the computer.”

Valerie sighed and glanced at her watch. She didn’t have a shift today, but she’d been hoping to get through her math homework before Phantom or another ghost showed up. As much as she wanted to see Phantom—and as grateful as she could be to any other ghost drawing him out at this point—her dad would not be impressed if her grades tanked again. “Fine, but you owe me. What is it?”

Kwan pulled one of those MiniDV tapes from his pocket and showed it to her, and Valerie rolled her eyes. “What are you expecting me to play that on?”

“I can send you a copy of what I pulled off of it,” he said, “but I didn’t know if looking at the original tape would help.”

“Not when I can’t play it on anything.”

“Sorry,” he muttered as he tucked away the tape. “I forgot.”

Right. He forgot. Whatever. She could let him get away with it this time. “Just get me a copy of the video and I’ll let you know what I think tomorrow.”

He shifted his weight and actually reached for his back pocket, where he usually kept his wallet after school hours. “Do you have time to look at it now? I can pay you if it means missing your shift.”

He was pushing his luck, wasn’t he? It wasn’t like he’d get to know her immediate response. “Paying me for my missed hours wouldn’t mean I’d still have a job tomorrow, but don’t bother.” Tempting as it was to get some extra cash, she’d be better off if he repaid her in kind. Having a future favour to call in was far better for her. “I don’t work today, but you still have football practice.” Even if she texted him with her verdict, he wouldn’t have a chance to look at his phone for a couple of hours.

“I told Coach I couldn’t make it. Family thing.”

That gave Valerie pause. Football wasn’t something Kwan took lightly, and he’d never skipped a practice when she’d been in the A-list. The fact that Dash wasn’t dragging him to practice told her Kwan had told Dash the same thing, even though it obviously wasn’t true or Kwan wouldn’t still be here talking to her.

Valerie chewed her lip, taking in Kwan’s dry skin and dark circles with a practiced eye. He’d been daydreaming in class, too. Lancer had had to call on him twice in English before he’d realized, and Star had had to hiss the answer at him because he’d been too befuddled to ask Lancer to repeat the question. Even more worryingly, he’d been one of the first players off the court in dodgeball today as opposed to one of the last ones standing. Even Tucker had outlasted him, and Valerie couldn’t remember the last time that had happened. Usually, Tucker was the one following Mikey to the bench.

Whatever this was, it was keeping Kwan up at night.

“If you want to see the original and not just the computer copy, you can come over to my house. My parents won’t be home till six.”

She was going to regret this, wasn’t she? “Fine,” Valerie said. She turned to close her locker before sweeping her arm in an exaggerated arc. “Lead on.”

-|-

Valerie opened Kwan’s window the minute he left her alone in his room, hoping the fresh air would help counteract the smell of sweat clinging to the dirty laundry he’d pushed into a pile at the foot of his bed. She was still wrinkling her nose and breathing through her mouth as she smoothed down the blankets on his bed and propped a pillow against the wall before leaning against it and settling down. She had no idea how long this would take, so she might as well be comfortable.

He returned a few minutes later with the camcorder in one hand and a glass of lemonade in the other. He handed her the lemonade before climbing onto the bed beside her and turning the camcorder on. She nodded her thanks and took a sip of the drink, almost wincing at the unexpected sourness. If this had started off as store-bought lemonade, he must’ve added a lot of extra lemon juice.

Fortunately, Kwan hadn’t seen her face, and he didn’t say anything when she reached over to put the glass on his bedside table. Instead, he waited until she’d finished before passing the camcorder to her. “I should warn you,” he said as the video started to play, “that this looks bad for us, but, um, you know how it is.”

Yeah, she knew exactly how it was. She still turned more of a blind eye to it than she should. She’d never gotten the treatment Danny or Mikey regularly did, but she’d still gotten a taste of her own medicine after getting kicked off the A-list. She’d started taking her anger out on ghosts instead—Phantom especially—and that had her stomach in knots now, considering what she’d seen….

Valerie had spent three days trying not to think about it too much, uncomfortably aware that any change in her behaviour might tip off the last person in the world she wanted to know about what she’d discovered.

She had also spent those three days keeping her eyes peeled for Phantom, but things had been quiet on the ghost front for once, and he hadn’t shown his face—meaning she was left with all her questions and no answers.

It was probably a good thing she wasn’t on the A-list anymore, as Valerie was pretty sure Paulina would’ve noticed something was off with her and called her on it on day one. Kwan was oblivious, too caught up in whatever this was to notice how distracted she herself was, and while Valerie had thought about talking to Danny about it in case he had any ideas on how to deal with this, she hadn’t.

Danny might not like Vlad Masters, but his parents were undeniably close to him, and she wasn’t really sure how to bring up the idea that not all ghosts are actually ghosts to anyone.

Anyone except another ghost, that is.

Specifically, anyone except Phantom, who might even be avoiding her if he thought she had questions about Danielle. Which she did, and which he could probably answer, given how much he’d seemed to know about her, but which definitely did not eclipse the multitude of questions she had about Plasmius, which Phantom must also know about given how he talked.

The truth was, Kwan was not the only person who hadn’t gotten enough sleep last night.

Valerie hadn’t slept at all the first night and had spent the next two tossing and turning.

She needed answers. She couldn’t get them from her usual source because her usual source wasn’t someone she could ever trust again, and she couldn’t get them from the Fentons, who wouldn’t understand because she couldn’t exactly accuse their old friend of being a ghost of all things without any proof, and—

“Cujo’s not here, is he?”

Danny’s voice sounded almost resigned as he and Dash walked into the shot, and he turned with deliberate slowness to meet Dash’s smirking face. Valerie wasn’t surprised Danny knew the ghost dog’s name—chances were good that the Fentons had also dealt with him—but she was surprised that Danny had apparently been willing to face him without any weapons. The fact that the ghost dog could turn from cute to monstrous on a dime was not exactly a little-known fact about him.

If Dash was surprised Danny knew the dog’s name, he didn’t show it. He just sneered, “I dunno. He might be looking for his chew toy.” Danny darted to Dash’s left, but Dash cut off his escape by snagging his shirt and dragging him back before hefting him up by his collar and what Valerie could only assume was the waistband of his underpants. She winced in sympathy. “Why don’t you help him look by checking out the dumpster?”

Danny’s fingers went to the front of his shirt collar, trying to pry open a space between it and his throat in what was likely a vain attempt to get some more room to breathe. “We don’t have to do this—”

Dash dropped his grip on Danny’s shirt only long enough to throw open the lid of the dumpster. “That’s where you’re wrong, Fenturd.”

Valerie grimaced as Dash heaved Danny face-first into the dumpster before slamming the lid down on him. Luckily that part wouldn’t hurt, but she could gag simply remembering the smell. It was bad even when you only breathed through your mouth—something about the decomposing Nasty Sauce, she figured; that stuff inevitably ate through the plastic garbage bags—so she didn’t want to imagine what it was like to get shoved into an enclosed space with all of that.

“I’m gonna go out on a limb here and assume none of that is what you think is edited,” Valerie started, but Kwan shushed her and pointed to the screen.

The audio didn’t pick up anything except the usual sounds she could hear whenever she took out the garbage at work—namely traffic and distant chatter almost drowned out by their industrial fans—but she obligingly watched as Danny cracked the lid of the dumpster. Dash had walked off camera already, and since he didn’t suddenly reappear to slam the lid closed again, she assumed he’d gone inside. That meant it was safe for Danny to crawl out and head home for a shower.

Except he didn’t crawl out.

She’d blinked, and he was just suddenly out.

“Wait, what?”

Kwan reached over to pause and rewind the video. “I know,” he said as he pressed play so she could see it again.

Valerie was incredibly familiar with the ways ghosts could move, passing through with their unnatural ease solid objects she had to avoid, and she couldn’t suppress a shudder as she saw Danny move that way, too.

“When was this?” she asked, rewinding the video herself this time.

“Yesterday.”

She’d been working yesterday. “What time?”

Kwan pointed to the time stamp in the corner, and a pit settled in Valerie’s stomach, churning up entirely too many feelings of dread.

She’d been working in the back at that point. She’d been on the fryer. She’d been wearing her watch, the watch that was supposed to alert her whenever a ghost came in range, and ten feet away—albeit through the wall—was certainly within range.

Maybe it hadn’t been working? That could be why things had seemed quiet recently. Maybe she’d broken it somehow and hadn’t noticed. Maybe—and while this was a much less pleasant possibility, she still had to consider it—Mr. Masters was onto her and had purposely disabled it. A ghost could have helped Danny pull off that feat, pulling him out of the dumpster and leaving behind all its muck.

Except a ghost, if they would even stop to help the son of the town’s most infamous ghost hunters, could have just grabbed Danny and dragged him out. At best, he should’ve stumbled as his feet hit the pavement and he regained tangibility. Instead, he’d rolled out, something that would’ve made it substantially more difficult for a ghost to keep a hand on him, which would’ve been necessary for a ghost to share their intangibility.

Still.

There was another possibility.

Valerie swallowed. “This might not be edited, or at least not filmed over whatever you had before. Look at how far the lid falls here. Unless someone got some fishing line and rigged something up, I think Danny was the one to move it. No one else would’ve been able to clear the shot.”

Kwan sucked in a breath, and the blanket between them bunched up as he grabbed a fistful of it. “You think it’s real? I thought maybe Foley….”

“Danny might be overshadowed,” she said, but she didn’t believe her own words. Three days ago, she would’ve been convinced that was it, and she’d have gone straight to the Fentons with her suspicions.

But that was three days ago, not now.

Kwan let out a shaky laugh. “Oh, yeah, that would explain it. Why didn’t I think of that?”

Valerie doubted that Kwan, like most of the student body at Casper High, knew how often Danny’s parents’ inventions and prototypes misfired or straight up exploded. She doubted he knew how often Danny and Jazz had to painstakingly soap the sticky ecto-goo off themselves. She doubted he knew they had a built-in alarm system specifically designed to detect and attack ghosts. Frankly, she doubted he could name very many of their weapons—thermos, ecto-guns, and ghost shield aside.

Still, Kwan wasn’t likely to know how difficult it would be for a ghost to overshadow Danny. An overshadowing ghost would fool some ecto-tech but certainly not all of it. For a random ghost to prey upon Danny like that, they’d have to have some knowledge of the FentonWorks weaponry to know what they needed to avoid, and they’d have to have considerable knowledge of Danny himself to fool his friends and his family.

Kwan also didn’t know what she had only recently learned: that some ghosts were human, too, at least in all the ways that mattered.

It made her stomach twist to even consider the possibility, but she had to—especially since she knew Mr. Masters was an old friend of the Fentons. She might not know the details, but she knew that Mr. Masters was distinctly less keen on Danny’s dad than his mom, and, well, she’d met the Fentons. She’d been in their house and their lab. For all their talk of safety, they could be rather lax in that department even when they weren’t excited about something.

“I’d lay off Danny till you know for sure,” she said as she rewound the video again. It wasn’t much, but it might buy him a bit of peace, at least until everything went sideways.

“Yeah, I’ll talk to Dash.”

Valerie nodded absently, her eyes still on the tiny screen.

This was real.

She wished it weren’t real.

“If you give me a copy of this, I’ll check it out in more detail later.” She watched as Danny walked out of the shot before hitting the stop button and passing the camcorder back to Kwan. His relief was written in his face and the way his shoulders had finally relaxed, but she felt none of that relief herself.

She didn’t know if the answer was as simple as she was pretending. In fact, she highly doubted it, and she wasn’t keen on what she suspected was the truth.

“For sure,” Kwan said, smiling widely at her. “Thanks. I really owe you for this. You didn’t have to help me.”

No, she hadn’t needed to, but if she hadn’t done him this favour, she wouldn’t have discovered what very well might be a missing piece to her own conundrum.

Valerie might not know Danielle’s story, and maybe she was wrong about Mr. Masters’ past, but hadn’t she overheard Danny, Sam, and Tucker talking about an accident? More than once? And then there were all the weird things that had happened back at the start of grade nine. Danny was still banned from handling glassware in chemistry, even though she hadn’t seen him drop something less breakable in ages.

It might be a mere coincidence.

It might simply be correlation, not causation.

It might also be context, and that worried her the most.

“No problem,” Valerie whispered, already wondering who she should try to talk to first, Danny or Phantom—and if it would even matter.

She suspected it wouldn’t.

Danny would be the easiest one to find, but if she could talk to Phantom first and try to catch him in a verbal trap before she confronted Danny—

That was still the safest option, wasn’t it?

In case she was wrong.

In case Danny Fenton wasn’t Danny Phantom like Vlad Masters was Vlad Plasmius.

Valerie swallowed, fixed a smile on her face, and crawled off the bed as she said, “I’ll look at it after I’m done Falluca’s assignment, okay?”

Kwan didn’t seem to notice her trepidation. “You’ll text me?”

She had no plans to tell him anything concrete until after she talked to Phantom—she didn’t even know what she’d say to Kwan if it turned out she was right—but she nodded and tried to convince herself this was for the best.

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Betrothal Pt. 2

When Marinette receives Tikki she is freaked out at first but quickly has her explain what she can do as Ladybug, before transforming and taking the Akuma out easily without Chats help.

 She still does the speech to Paris after taking out Hawkmoth's butterfly face thingy.

Alix and Nathaniel are already in her bedroom by the time she gets back, both immediately knowing that Ladybug was their Marinette.

The next day Marinette has Alya claiming they were best friends, she decides to give the girl a chance but doesn't actually bring her into her personal friend group. Plus she really doesnt like that Alya 100% believes that she has a crush on Adrien, all because she had a picture from his recent shoot that she was going to put on her inspiration board.

Alya ignores that and gets all the girls except Alix in on trying to get them together. Marinette continuously tries to get them to stop but after a while she gives up.

Marinette also goes over footage of her fights pointing out to Tikki how under trained Chat Noir is.

"Tikki I'm not doing this because I want a new partner. I'm doing this because I don't want him to die, which he will if we don't train him properly! Stop thinking about this so-called Guardian and think about Chat Noir's life!"

Tikki relents and the next night she and Chat have a heart to heart. She explains to him that she isnt in love with him and won't be, she tells him she's been betrothed since birth. At first Chat points out that the holders are supposed to be soulmates, but Ladybug points out that if anything they are platonic soulmates. She tells him that she wants them to know each other's identities because they are partners and they need to trust each other with their lives. She tells him she'll only allow it if he agrees to begin training with her. Chat Noir agrees and they reveal themselves both a little shocked.

The next day Adrien quits Fencing without telling his father or Nathalie and goes to Marinette's house to begin training with her,  Alix, and Nathaniel.

Adrien realizes after a month that he only thinks of Marinette as a sister. He starts to get annoyed when the boys, except Nathaniel, try pushing him to ask her out.

When it's almost summer Marinette tells Tikki that she is going to Gotham for the summer. Tikki goes to the Guardian and Fu gives her Kaalki in order for Marinette to travel back and forth for attacks.

When the school year ends Marinette's mother is waiting in the car with Marinette's bags on the last day. She kisses Alix Adrien and Nathaniel's cheeks telling them to keep training while she is gone, and promises to be safe. The rest of the class quickly surrounds her asking where she's going and why she isn't spending the summer with them.

"I'm going to Gotham. I go every other year, this is nothing new. I've been doing this for years."

Alya makes a big stink about her 'bestie' leaving and the class tries to convince her to stay. This upsets Alix and Nathaniel, both know the class never cared before, they didn't even help stand up to bullies. Adrien himself wants her to stay but he can see how much she wants to see Damian, so he just kisses her cheeks gently and wishes her a safe trip before opening the door for her. Marinette thanks him as she gets in waving goodbye to her friends before they drive away.

During the school year Damian meets and befriends Jon Kent. At first they dont get along but Damian warms up to him. Damian is proud of Marinette when she becomes a hero, and that their friends are training hard to be ones as well. He even gets permission from Bruce to allow Marinette to train and patrol with them.

Dick and Damian pick Marinette up from the airport and soon everyone in Gotham is talking about Marinette being back. What's even more talked about over the summer is the small dates the two begin to go on.

Halfway through the summer Damian admits to Marinette that he is in love with her and that even if they weren't betrothed he'd still want to marry her. Marinette kisses him softly telling him that she feels exactly the same.

Marinette is excited when she first patrols Gotham with Damian and Dick by her side taking the name Bluebird. 

Bluebird mainly patrols with Nightwing, they both take on Bludhaven side by side. Bluebird patrols  with Robin and Batman every Sunday. Her mandatory night off is on Friday with Robin both of them labeling it their date nights.

Soon after making her debut as Bluebird Marinette discovers Tiktok, and a treasure trove of videos featuring the Wayne family and the Batfamily. She immediately creates two Tiktoks after getting a second phone under a fake identification. This phone is strictly for Bluebird, and so is the Tiktok.

Marinette's favorite Tiktoks are the ones saying that Bruce Wayne is Batman because the butts match. Her Tiktok blows up when her first video is posted.

It starts off with Marinette smiling at the camera with Damian and Bruce standing behind her. When Bruce turns around she gasps opening her eyes widely and whispers to the camera. "Omg...the butts match!"

Marinette continues to make videos of the entire family without any of them noticing, both as Marinette and Bluebird. Both accounts are verified within a week. She posts multiple videos a day all featuring a different member.

The most popular video of Dick is him hanging upside down from a chandelier all smiles while Damian is a few feet away looking up at him.

Damian-It's going to fall.

Dick-No after the first couple times Dad got this one reinforced so it wouldn't.

Tim walked past literally drinking from a coffee pot-No he got the one near the West sitting room reinforced.

Dick looks up when the ceil creaks and a second layer he and the chandelier are falling

Dick-Shi-!!

The video then cuts off.

Jason's most popular video is him blindfolded as he puts a gun back together in seconds not knowing Bruce is behind him.

Jason- Impressive right?

Bruce- I thought I said no guns in the manor

Jason screams before calming down- Oh its you I thought it was Alfred.

Alfred- Master Jason

Jason screams and tries to run with the blindfold still on but runs into a wall.

Tim's popular video is multiple clips of Tim right as he passes out and falls with a loud thump. After three clips people here three voices yelling Timber in the background after he faints. The last video shows Tim knocking over a bookcase only to look at Marinette confused when he hears Timber screamed from three different parts of the manor.

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Cass's popular video is very sweet. It's different clips of her taking care of and spending time with her family. The first clip is her slowly reading aloud curled up next to Bruce, the next is her pushing a chair underneath Dick as he goes to sit down after Jason pulled the other one out without him realizing. Third is her gently cleaning a cut Jason got after falling from a tree. Fourth is her covering Tim with a blanket and moving his work onto the table. Fifth is her painting Stephanie's nails while Barbara does Stephanie's hair for a date. Six is her carefully moving Damian to his room trying not to wake him up. Seven is her helping Alfred during spring cleaning, and eighth is her posing in some of Marinette's clothes as the boys help with lighting and Stephanie takes the pictures.

Bluebird's Tiktok features a lot of videos of her flipping around and laughing wildly as a few older villains run away yelling about the second coming of the first Robin. After every  one of those videos another is posted of Nightwing bent over cackling at what the villains yelled. Everyone in Gotham is thrilled when it's confirmed that Nightwing is actually the first Robin, all recognizing the cackle. A few videos feature the Batfamily arguing through body gestures without saying anything, she'll flip the camera around to show her grinning and writing will pop up saying what they were arguing about. Most of the time is about getting food while on patrol, but one time Red Hood insulted Nightwings butt. The two most popular videos are one where she is a few feet behind Batman and all you see is his cape and head, and she has "Bruce Wayne???" written in. The second is Red Robin sitting in the back of an ambulance with a shock blanket around his shoulders.

Red Robin-  What now? I'm in shock! Look I've got a blanket!

Batman- Red Robin!

Red Robin- And I just delivered twins while stuck in an elevator! Twins Batman!!

Batman turns and walks away silently while Red Robin looks at the paramedic.

Red Robin- Im going to regret that during training tomorrow.

The only time Bluebird makes noise during a Tiktok is when she is laughing wildly. She does this because both her Tiktoks are popular and she doesn't want to take the chance of someone recognizing her voice. She is not worried about the wild laughter because she is calmer as Marinette but as Bluebird she lets herself be wild and carefree. Batman enjoys having Bluebird on patrol with him, her hero persona reminds him of when he and the first Robin started.

Marinette announces that her and Damian are finally dating in a Tiktok showing them on a date at the parks with Barbara and Dick as their 'chaperones'. The video shows her holding his hand walking behind him before she flips the camera and winks at it, in the background walking behind them is Dick pushing Barbara's wheelchair, while looking down at her lovingly.

An hour later Marinette is recording a video where they had been pulled over by Commissioner Gordon himself. Dick is pale as he nods to everything Gordon says while Barbara is groaning refusing to even acknowledge her dad. Before the video cuts out she whispers, 'I forgot a lot of Gotham officers follow me, oops…'

The family also helped Marinette master the art of coming up with excuses and slip out without being noticed, for when she has to rush back to Paris.

The family celebrates their birthday together before having a Gala the night after celebrating it for the cameras. The family shows up wearing Marinette's own designs and she is buzzing with excitement when multiple people ask for the designer's information for commissions, they turn 14.

When summer is coming to an end Marinette really doesn't want to leave but she knows she must. Marinette promises to visit for Christmas.

When she returns she is excited to see Alix, Nathaniel and Adrien at the airport with Gorilla to pick her up. Adrien smiles mischievously, telling her that his father agreed after Adrien mentioned that his friend was a rising Fashion designer, MDC. 

Marinette enjoys her first day back spending it with her friends. The next day she is slightly annoyed when Alya bursts into her room at 7 in the morning demanding details about her trip and if she met anyone famous.

Marinette decided in that moment that she was very thankful she never shared her Insta with Alya and that Alya doesn't know about Tiktok. She does however indulge the girl telling her she had a lot of fun and tells her some of what she did. Alya is quick to tell her all about what the class did together and what she did over the summer. However her tune changes when she sees a few pictures of Adrien pinned to a board, and suddenly she's once again trying to come up with ideas to get them together. At this point Marinette is thankful when her mother comes up, asking Alya to leave so that Marinette can help with chores.

The school year starts the same as always and Marinette decides to run for class president. She is surprised when she wins and names Nathaniel her vice president much to Alya's annoyance.

Marinette also meets Jagged Stone only a month into the school year after designing glasses and an album cover for him. At first Jagged doesn't realize the rockin' girl that made his glasses was MDC until at a party when someone excitedly points out the MDC signature on the side. He begins talking to her more with her parents permission and takes her in as his new niece. Soon he is only wearing clothes that she makes.

Half way through the year Lila shows up. The class sans Mari, Adrien, Alix, Nathaniel, and Chloe are all taken by her immediately. Marinette is not there the day she arrives.Lila attempts to lie her way into Adrien's graces using her Ladybug excuse. But Adrien quickly tells her that he doesn't want to hear it, because there is no way Ladybug would let her defenseless or possibly disabled friends know her Identity out of fear they'd get targeted.

Lila is outraged that her lie failed, but she wants Adrien under her thumb and starts devising a plan for it to happen.

The next day Lila tries to charm Marinette when she is upset over her desk being switched without even asking her. When everyone heads out for lunch she quickly snatches up Marinette apologizing and selling her sob story of Jagged's kitten. She is shocked when Marinette begins to laugh and tells her that it was a nice try but Jagged Stone has a crocodile named Fang because he is allergic to fur. Lila gets even madder and decides to just threaten Marinette telling her that she'd take away all of the class. Marinette just rolls her eyes and tells her good luck with that before walking away to join her friends.

When the four return from lunch they find Lila sitting and crying with the class surrounding her as Alya comforts her.

Lila is quick to claim that Marinette refused to listen to her when she tried to explain the seat switch and that instead she made fun of Lila's disabilities. Alya is upset at Marinette and tells her that she is disappointed that her best friend would act like this and that she needs to give Lila a chance.

Marinette just signs walking back to her new seat and sits down, Adrien follows her up and sits next to her while Alix and Nathaniel take the bench in front of them.

Alya huffs continuing to comfort Lila until she finally stops fake crying, the rest of the class sits down in their seats and starts talking again. However they don't talk to the four

As Lila is there she slowly learns more and more about Adrien and Marinette planning on getting Adrien under her thumb and to take Marinette out. She learns about Marinette's huge crush, Alya's words, on Adrien and that Adrien's dad is so strict that he won't even let him have a birthday party. She begins studying the two of them before making her final plans.

She attempts to get Marinette expelled but fails when the Principal insists that it must be a misunderstanding . Even when she starts crying and claiming Marinette is bullying her, the teachers do nothing. It isn't until Chloe confronts her that she finds out Marinette is the top student in the school and a certified genius. Chloe smirks, informing her that if the school even attempted to claim she was cheating they'd not only come under fire, but they'd lose their funding from having her there.

Lila decides to just make the class hate Marinette while still trying to get Adrien. She is unable to get a foothold even when she manages to get Gabriel's attention claiming  Adrien is hanging with terrible people. However the moment she mentions Marinette's name she is shut out. Gabriel telling her that Marinette has a higher standing than the daughter of an ambassador any day.

Lila's anger gets her akumatized into Volpina, she goes after Marinette determined to hurt the girl in some way. She finds her at the skate park watching Alix practice. She creates an illusion of Adrien and has the illusion walk up to Marinette. The illusion begins to tear into Marinette claiming that she is a terrible person, and doesn't deserve anything that she has, before telling her that they were no longer friends. She gets angrier when Marinette asks the illusion what her nickname for him was and smirks when the illusion doesn't answer. Volpina gets so angry she just attacks Marinette swinging at her with her flute getting angrier when Marinette blocks each hit with her arms barely flinching until Chat Noir tackles Volpina away from her. Marinette is quick to run away, Alix following her. Soon after Ladybug joins them in the fight, once they defeat Volpina. Ladybug turns to find Lila crying claiming that she didn't want to hurt Marinette but the girl had been bullying her. 

Chat Noir growls but Ladybug quickly stops him from doing anything. 

'I know you're lying Lila. I suggest you stop lying, and have that video removed claiming to be my best friends. The only friend I have while in this mask is Chat Noir. You are putting yourself in danger by lying.'

Lila however just stops crying and galres at the heros huffing and storming away.

The next day everyone is talking about Lila taking another trip to Achu to visit Prince Ali. They get annoyed when Marinette asks Rose if she is going to email the Prince asking about her.

Eventually things return to slight normalcy and they only have to listen to Lila's lies when she video chats the class.

A few weeks after she has left Adrien finds the Miraculous grimoire, he immediately brings it to Marinette and shows her. Once Tikki sees it she insists that they bring it to the Guardian so she and Adrien set off together finally meeting Fu. Half way through their conversation Adrien is called back home by Gabriel. Gabriel demands the book back and is deeply upset when Adrien says he lost it. Gabriel dismisses him and he destroys his room before akumatizing himself.

Meanwhile Marinette is tearing into Fu for giving them the Miraculous without any proper training. Soon after she gets a message from Adrien saying that Gabriel had been akumatized. She quickly transforms meeting up with Chat Noir on the way once they defeat The Collector they return to Fu and take pictures of the book. Marinette then heads to the Agreste Mansion with the book in hand. When Gabriel comes to the door she quickly introduces herself before handing the book over. 

"Adrien was really excited to share the book with me today while we had lunch at my home. However he forgot it in my room, sorry it took me so long to get the book here Mr. Agreste!"

Gabriel takes the book and thanks Marinette before questioning her and Adrien's relationship. Marinette laughs softly telling him that Adrien is like a brother to her. He then asks why brother and not best friend. Marinette grabs the ring around her necklace playing with it gently. 

"Because my best friend is my boyfriend and my betrothed."

Gabriel then issues an invite for her to come over more, saying that she is clearly a good influence on Adrien. Marinette thanks him before saying goodbye and leaving.

That night they all meet in their wearhouse to talk about it. Even though Adrien is distressed he agrees that his father is still their biggest suspect.

Marinette pulls Oracle and Batgirl into a video call as they all sort through Gabriel's dealing since Emilie's disappearance. They determine that he wants Tikki and Plagg for a wish relating to Emilie. Marinette pulls Adrien aside and they have a heart to heart.

"Do I want my mom back? Yes, more than anything, but she-My mom would never want this. She'd be so incredibly disappointed in my father for terrorizing the city she loves. She'd be disappointed in me for thinking for even a second to help my dad."

Oracle looks into every dealing Gabriel has had while Batgirl focuses heavily on going through camera footage.

Oracle points out a few months before Hawkmoth started Gabriel paid the city to remove the camera from around his mansion. Batgirl shows them footage of the house before he paid the city off pointing out the window designed like a butterfly. Showing that the small middle section is designed to open. Oracle finds something big from a few months before Emilie disappeared. She found that Gabriel hired multiple workers to come and build an underground garden, paying them off so that they would never mention it. She also found he bought a pod specially designed for those in coma to keep them from dying.

They all start planning on how to take Gabriel down. The only reason they haven't acted is for fear of his company. They don't want it to fall and have millions lose their jobs. They also want more evidence to take to the police. Oracle hires someone to install a camera facing the window in order to get confirmation.

Adrien meets Kagami much the same way except Marinette confirms that she did win. She however gets akumatized when her mother brushes off her success. After being defeated, Adrien extends his friendship to her, and they slowly grow closer. Soon after Marinette meets Luka when he drops something off for Juleka. He helps her pick up the books she dropped and they are quick friends. Marinette can immediately tell that he is a meta and Luka is surprised but tells her that he can hear people's soul songs.

A few weeks later Gorilla is akumatized after Gabriel thinks he is Chat Noir. Ladybug is easily able to save Adrien getting him to safety before defeating Gorizilla she tells Hawkmoth to watch out because they are on to him.

After this Luka invites Marinette to his family's house boat during the music festival, when his mom gets akumatized Luka is quick to help Mari escape. Afterwards he tells her that he knows she was Ladybug and Adrien Chat Noir. Marinette brings him into their fold and when she does Adrien asks to bring Kagami.

Before the school year comes to the end the class meets Clara Nightingale. Clara becomes fast friends with Marinette and tries to get her to be Ladybug in her video. However Chloe has the shoot shut down and she is akumatized into Frightningale. After the fight Marinette encourages her to have everyone in the video wearing masks showing that they are all heros in their own way. Clara agrees and Marinette is very thankful that neither of her masks in her hero persona a black.

Adrien admits to Marinette that he has a slight crush on Kagami so Marinette enlists the help of Luka and together they go ice skating. While Kagami and Adrien are skating Luka and Marinette are calmly talking about the pair. Mari asks about their songs and Luka is silent for a second before smiling softly and telling her that their songs are beautiful together.

Two weeks before the end of the school year Lila returns to school. Once again the class is listening to everything she has to say.

She quickly convinces the class to exclude the four including Chloe from class plans over the summer. She is dumbfounded when the four don't care. Once the school year is over the class only sees the four in passing and every time there is an unknown boy with them.

Lila gets pissed when Gabriel stops having her do photoshoots with Adrien and gets even more pissed when Adrien announces on Twitter that he is dating Kagami.

Halfway through summer the classes are talking excitedly about Fashion week in Paris, excited to see Adrien and Lila modeling. They are surprised when they arrive and Marinette is sitting in the front row with Nathaniel, Alix and four unknown boys and three girls. One of them in a wheelchair. When Audrey arrives she is greatly upset at the seating until Marinette and Cass politely offer her and Chloe their seats. Audrey calms down but is still upset at the slight Gabriel has given her. She accepts the seats and both girls get up, Marinette moves and sits on Damian's lap leaning back against him as he wraps his arms around her waist. Cass goes to sit behind Jason but he gets up giving her his seat before sitting behind her. Marinette greets Chloe politely before introducing her group.

"You already know our classmates Chloe but this is my boyfriend Damian and his brothers and sisters. Richard, Jason, Cass, Tim, and Stephanie."

Chloe is polite in return introducing her mother, Marinette nods politely

"Pleasure to meet you Mrs. Bourgeois, I am Marinette Dupain-Cheng. Some of my designs are being shown today along with Mr.Agreste's"

Audrey sniffs slightly starring Marinette down before offering a curt greeting. She then attempts to call Gabriel only for her call to go straight to voicemail. She grows more and more angry as she sits in the stands. Half way through the show she gets up and storms out angry that a girl that is unknown got a front seat but not her. When she is akumatized she goes after Marinette, she is unable to fire her because Damian jumps in the way getting turned to gold instead. Marinette is quickly pulled away by Tim who gets her to a safe place encouraging her to transform. Adrien joins them a few minutes later. After they transform Chat Noir agrees to distract Style Queen while Ladybug gets four Miraculouses

Nathaniel- Trixx- Youkai

Alix- Fluff- Bunnyx

Kagami- Longg- Ryuko

Luka- Sass- Viperion

When the fives get back they discover that Chat Noir had to change back, and after he de-transformed Style Queen found him and fired him as a way to get back at Gabriel. They launch into action fighting her. Viperion and Bunnyx sit on the back burner watching the fight. Viperion periodically shifting back using second chance and Bunnyx jumping in to grab one of the others when he tells her. Once she is taken down Gabriel comes and apologizes to Audrey telling her he fired the person that gave her a second row seat. Gabriel then apologizes to Marinette and Damian for this mistake causing her to be attacked. Adrien hurries over quickly hugging the couple telling him that he is happy they're both safe now. Audrey takes note of his clothes and comments that it's far from Gabriel's usual designs.

"Because it's not this outfit that was designed by MDC herself. He and I did a collaboration. She designed all the male outfits and I the female."

Audrey immediately jumps on him, admitting to knowing MDC.

"You know MDC? You know the Wayne family, along with Jagged Stone, and Clara Nightingale's personal designer?"

Gabriel nods gesturing to Marinette who Adrien was still hugging. Tell Audrey that MDC had been standing right next to them along with the Wayne's. Audrey is silent when she realizes she didn't recognize the Wayne family while she was angry. She immediately extends the offer for Marinette to come to New York with her to grow her exceptional talent. She brushes Chloe off when her daughter is upset over her mother never taking her. Marinette however refuses to go before telling Audrey off for telling her own daughter she is not exceptional.

"She may be mean and a bit of a bully but Chloe is exceptional in her own way. I will never work with someone who treats their own family like dirt. Ya know I always thought she was just a mean person, but now that I see who her mother is, I can tell you raised her to act exactly like you."

Marinette then walks away with her friends and the Wayne family following her along with Adrien. The next day Chloe shows up at the bakery and apologizes then thanks Marinette. Tell her that Audrey actually took what she said to heart and decided to stay in Paris to get to know her daughter.This starts a shaky friendship between the two

"Also why haven't you told anyone you're dating a Wayne??."

"Alya is obsessed with famous people, how do you think she'd react to finding out I'm famous in America but also betrothed to the youngest Wayne."

"You have a point but wasn't she your best friend?"

"No she was a friend but honestly she never really listened to me. I mean she thought I was in love with Adrien."

For the rest of the summer Chloe joins the group of friends and even though she is still mean they can tell she does care for them. Much like how Damian acts to the others except Marinette. Damian and Chloe actually enjoy getting into little arguments over different things.

They celebrate their birthdays at Le Grand Pairs at Chloe's place Gabriel even allows Adrien to attend, while Marinette's parents cater the party, they turn 15.

When summer ends the entire group is at the airport saying goodbye to Damian.

The school years start rather calmly with random akumas popping up but none particularly dangerous. It isn't until halfway through the year when Heroes Day comes around and Hawkmoth akumatizes Lila allowing her to create the illusion of an akumatized Ladybug killing Chat Noir.

The fight gets so bad that Fu joins in desperation to help. However at the end of the fight he realizes that his time has been shortened. He proceeds to name Marinette and Adrien Guardians, telling them that he'll shortly lose his memories and a few weeks later die. He tells him that they will not lose theirs unless they recreate the potion he was given.

A few weeks later Marinette is visited by a lawyer, Fu leaves her everything in his will. Marinette has enough money to last a lifetime.

Hawkmoth's akumas are steadily getting stronger and it seems like Lila is getting akumatized every other month. The Miraculous Team begins to think that Lila is working for Hawkmoth, and after hacking her phone Oracle confirms that she has been. 

Before the end of the year Lila convinces the class to kick Marinette as their class president. Marinette steps down without a care however in front of the class she tears apart her notebook that had everything in it for the class's end of the year trip. Telling them to have fun planning another trip, before turning to her friends. 

"Chloe, Alix, Nathaniel, Adrien, you're coming to Gotham with me this year. We'll let Kagami and Luka know when they come over today. You're gonna love it Wayne Manor is beautiful, and we all get to stay there for the whole summer!"

Lila scuffs saying that her Damiboo would never let a bully like her into her house. She then tells the class that she was asked to keep it a secret for a while but her and Damian had been dating for three months.

They are startled when they hear Dick laughing from the doorway.

"My little brother is dating you, good one, especially since my brother has been betrothed since he was born."

Alya immediately jumps to Lila's defense demanding to know who Dick is. Causing him to roll his eyes before turning to Marinette. Telling her that he was taking them to the airport and that they'd be taking the jet to Gotham one their last day. Before he leaves Alya demands to know who he is.

"Richard Grayson-Wayne, now I'd appreciate it if you stopped telling lies about my family. Damian would never go out with you, he has been dating Marinette for almost two years now. Oh and Mari, I'll let dad know your six friends will be coming with us."

The class is stuned and Lila immediately starts crying, telling them that Damian must have lied to her. However Max, Juleka, Rose, Ivan, and Mylene no longer believe her.

When the class ends the group of friends leaving ignoring everyone excitedly talking about their trip.

Once back at Marinette's they all relax talking about what they are going to do while there. The group is upset that Marinette and Batman won't let them patrol Gotham but they don't put up much fuss. Marinette tells them they'll use Kaalki to get back and forth for fights and that while there they'll be finalizing plans to take out Gabriel with the help of Batman.

[mcheang]

Class president Aurore to the rescue

Aurore liked Marinette. They agreed on so many things at student council, and have a fondness for umbrellas.

They even shared a crush on Adrien, although Aurore’s was more muted.

That was why Aurore was shocked to hear from her classmates that Marinette was expelled.

Asking one of them for an explanation, they told her that Marinette was expelled on grounds of cheating, assault, and theft.

Aurore immediately knew the first was a lie.

Marinette had a really great study plan and had even helped Aurore balance her revision time with her weather girl air time. The girl had a talent for multitasking.

Anyway, Aurore had seen for herself how hard Marinette had studied for the test.

When the classmate pointed out Lila sitting perfectly healthy on a bench, Aurore’s eyes narrowed and she scoffed. “For someone who was pushed down a flight of stairs, she looks fine. Not a scrape or bandage anywhere.”

The classmate paused and took a better look at Lila. Aurore was right!

Aurore continued, “And please! Anyone could have planted the necklace in Marinette’s locker and framed her. I believe that was established when Chloe ruined her present for Ms Bustier’s birthday.”

Aurore glared at the oblivious liar. Something was up. And Aurore was going to get to the bottom of this.

Aurore waited till after school to confront the principal.

Principal: what is all this about?

Aurore: with all due respect sir, I am here on behalf of Marinette. I don’t think you’ve given her a fair trial.

Principal: nonsense! The evidence was all there. The answer sheet was in her backpack. Lila was found at the bottom of the stairs. And the necklace was in her locker.

Aurore: her locker doesn’t have a lock! Marinette could have been framed!

Principal: do you have any proof?

Aurore: do you have your proof that Marinette wasn’t framed? That Lila wasn’t lying? Because for someone who fell down the stairs, she doesn’t even have a scratch on her hands or a bruised face.

The principal paused. Oh...

Aurore shook her head in disappointment. “I would have thought that the Owl was a great detective, like Knightowl. But now...”

The principal bristled, “Of course i am a great detective! Erm...ahem....but I could always use a sidekick. What would you recommend I do?”

Aurore: look at the security footage, duh.

Principal: ...oh, yes. Right. I forgot..I mean I didn’t forget! It is just that Albert has been upgrading it...

Aurore: can you check the security feeds now?

Principal: I’m checking now....we’ll just see the time of Lila’s fall and you’ll see that I’m...oh dear.

Aurore: what?

Principal Damocles turned the computer screen to face her. It showed Lila walking down the stairs. “It appears this case truly is not over.”

Aurore: obviously. And since Lila is lying about her injury, might I suggest you call her Mother to check if her other disabilities are real.

Principal: excellent plan, sidekick whose name I haven’t come up with yet!

He picks up his phone.

Aurore: this is going to be a long day. And while we are at it, don’t forget to see who stole the answer sheet and when the necklace was put in the locker.

To cut a long story short, Lila’s first photoshoot was cut short when her mother demanded her presence at the school.

At Dupont high school, Lila found her Mother furious, Marinette triumphant, Aurore smug, and the principal grim.

Mrs Rossi: would you like to explain to me what happened today?

Lila: mom, whatever Marinette told you, she’s a liar and a bully.

Aurore snorts. “Right; then why do the security feeds show you framing Marinette?”

Lila paled. Uh oh. Ugh, she hated solid evidence.

Mrs Rossi: and what is this I hear about you having tinnitus? You never had such a thing!

Principal: did you know that forging a signature for your so-called doctor’s notes and excuse for missing class is a very serious offence, Lila Rossi? One punishable by expulsion.

Mrs Rossi: I can’t even blame them. I have never been more disgraced in my life.

Lila: mom, I can explain! I only tried to get rid of Marinette because she has been bullying me! I was desperate! That’s why I left school. She threatened me to leave.

Principal: do you have any proof?

Aurore: that is a truly lame excuse. Everyone knows Marinette isn’t a bully. And we now know you are a liar. Who do you think is the more trustworthy?

Lila: I...I...

Mrs Rossi: that is enough, Lila! Just shut up! You have implicated me at work with your over-the-top tales. You have committed serious offenses. And frankly, I am now curious about how you got that modelling offer. I’ll have to talk to that Nathalie person later. But the point is, your facade of a life here in Paris is over! I clearly can’t trust you when you don’t even tell me you have been an akuma! So I’m sending you to live with your Father in Russia.

Lila gasped. “But mom! You know Lauren (the Stepmother) always tries to get him to send me to mitilary school! (Think cadet Kelly) and it’s too cold for me!”

Mrs Rossi: too bad! And frankly, I think Lauren’s right! You could use some military discipline.”

Where was an akuma when you needed one?

Principal Damocles made a public apology to Marinette at the school assembly next morning.

Aurore was thanked with a whole hamper of baked goodies.

Nathalie explained to Mrs Rossi that Lila had confirmed Gabriel’s suspicions that Nino was a bad influence. He thought to reward her for informing him of when such mischief was afoot. Like say an unsanctioned house party or when a rude video message was sent.

Marinette found a new Best Friend. Don’t worry, Alya isn’t replaced.

Adrien apologises to Marinette for his dumb advice. But he did truly try to bargain with Lila to get her to get Marinette back.

Meanwhile, Aurore gets to do a tv news special on the scarlet moth reappearance. While she never says Lila was working with Hawkmoth, the viewers suspect something is afoot.

After all, it was probably Volpina who caused that illusion on heroes day.

Lila’s trip to Russia will have to wait since she is currently detained by the police.

If found guilty, forget military school. She will be sentenced to juvie!

[vocaronpa-offical]

Intermission 0

A little after the news came out about the killing game, someone else woke up in an unfamiliar place…

(CWs, discussions of murder)

The beginning of it all, in case you’re confused

My name is Momone Momo. And I didn’t know where I was.

I wasn’t quite sure how I got here either. The earliest thing I could remember was heading over to the park! Teto had invited me and Defoko to a picnic. But then, I was here, in an unfamiliar bed. Alone. I couldn’t even remember if I got to the picnic or not.

Gosh, I could tell I’ve forgotten something important. Not just a picnic, no, there was something else I forgot. Something… bigger.

Something that could maybe explain why I was in a prison.

Everything was a horrible, boring grey. There was only one room, with mostly just a bed, that I was currently in. The bed wasn’t too shabby, and as an android, I don’t really need to eat, but it was all so dreadfully boring.

Luckily, there was something else, that being a giant tv on one of the walls. As of now, it was only showing static, but maybe there was a remote somewhere? I got up out of the bed and began to look around.

Nope, just dust. Lots and lots of dust. And no broom! God, the clean freak that I am, felt horrible! There weren't even any buttons on the TV! What was I supposed to do!? I sat back down on the bed, thinking it over.

As if to answer my question, the tv turned on. There was this small robot that… also resembled Hatsune Miku? It was a vague resemblance, since the colors were all red and white and black, but still. It looked a little uncanny. Her face didn’t move at all as she spoke.

???: Morning prisoners, new and old! So good news, the killing game I was talking about finally started today!

K-killing game? What, what was she talking about? Was I involved? Would I… die here?

Monodayo: Oh, right, some of you don’t know about me or the game. Gosh, memory wiping has its downsides. Anyways, I’m Monodayo! It’s like Mikudayo, but way better!

Monodayo: And the killing game? 15 friends of yours, and 1 foe, are locked in a prison, one bigger than yours! They don’t even know how good they have it! And to get out, they must kill and… ugh, why don’t I show you myself? Watch this video footage, we’ll follow Miku for now since, you know, she ripped off my style.

And it cut away to a peculiar scene. Miku, getting out of some box, with this person I didn’t know watching.

And it continued. Just, watching all these people getting to know each other… including… no…

Teto and Defoko… they were in this game too!? What, why were they there!? Why, why wasn’t I there!?

Huh, they were kinda mean when I wasn’t around. But hey, they don’t know where they are? I know they’re good people, even if Defoko bullies me sometimes. It was… probably just the stress. Defoko was never good around new people.

I watched. I watched as Miku and the other person, apparently named IA, got to know everyone there. I watched as Monodayo explained the situation to them. I watched as Defoko, the person I’d known for so long, told Miku she would likely die before they would.

I could only watch, could I?

I could only guess who the “foe” was supposed to be. Maybe Flower!? She was, kind of mean I guess!? But, I didn’t understand how any of them could be a foe at all, I couldn’t…

I couldn’t just stay here and let this happen!

Momo: No, no, no!

I ran to the shut door and banged on it. I could be pretty strong when I needed to be, maybe I could break the door down. Maybe I could run out, and save everyone. I had to, they would die if I couldn’t!

But the door didn’t budge.

Momo: No, no, they can’t die, they can’t…

I guess I could only watch, huh?

Intermission, end.

Yep, like many other fangans… this!

[vohras]

⌠ ARCHIE RENAUX, 22, NONBINARY, THEY/THEM ⌡ welcome back to gallagher academy, KATHIK “KAT” VOHRA! according to their records, they’re a SECOND year, specializing in KNIFE FIGHTING SKILLS, SWORD TRAINING, PRECISION SHOOTING, FIREARMS & SWAT TRAINING; and they DID NOT go to a spy prep high school. when i see them walking around in the halls, i usually see a flash of (earbuds blasting music, smudged eyeliner and safety pins as earrings, lazy grins ). when it’s the (scorpio)’s birthday on 11/10/1999, they always request their MCDONALD’S FRENCH FRIES from the school’s chefs. looks like they’re well on their way to graduation. ⌿ garnet, 23, she/her, est ⍀ @gallagherstart​

hi its garnet again and im excited to be here

imagine if i had a google doc for a character im playing for barely two weeks tops

trigger warnings all around. abandonment, bullying, implied murder/violence.

BACKGROUND INFO

 a bit of a shy kid growing up. their family was comprised of a mother, father, and little sister, sammy.

one of the first things everyone noticed about kat was their intelligence. they were very advanced for their age, and it brought unwanted attention from the neighborhood kids.

on the way home from school, some kids always pushed kat around, until one day they fought back. They got a pocket knife and they didn’t do anything with it, just empty threats. However, it was enough to scare off the bullies. The group thought they were crazy so they didn’t bother Kat anymore.

could’ve graduated high school early or could’ve gone to an Ivy League school. chose neither. Instead of academics, Kat works at a record store. A box of their shit is in the attic, after a bad fight they had with their dad.

Indira and Patrick Vohra married too young, if you can call what they had marriage. Kat maintains they’re just playing house. Regardless, they didn’t last, Indira splitting when they were ten. Kat still remembers the headlights growing smaller and smaller in the California fog as she drove away.

It’s just them, Sammy, and their dad. Their dad was absent, too, so it was really just Kat and Sammy. The only reason Kat didn’t leave their childhood neighborhood sooner is because a) money and b) to look after Sammy.

After a fight with their dad when Sammy started missing a bunch of school and no one else was giving a shit (mind you, Kat dropped out of high school at this point), Kat convinced Sammy move into the record store with them. They set up two cots to try to give Sammy a home where she’s well-fed and relatively happy.

One night, the record store was burglarized. Kat tried to intervene to stop the burglar while Sammy watched, crouched in the doorframe behind the register. During the scuffle, the intruder made an inappropriate comment about her, and Kat blacked out. The only thing they remembered after coming to was the blood on their hands and the tears soaking their voice as they told Sammy to get her stuff and go back home to their dad. Sammy protested at first, but eventually, she returned to their father’s home.

Kat tried to skip town to avoid getting arrested, but what happened at the store eventually caught up to them. The authorities knew everything that happened from the security footage, an oversight that Kat forgot about in their haste to flee the scene. Just outside city limits, two suited assholes strutted up to them in a diner and promised that they could make the footage disappear — or, Kat could spend years of their life in prison, and miss out on seeing their sister for a while.

Kat hesitated. They weren’t gonna go all the way across the country for a fucking spy school, working for a government they were smart enough to despise.

But what about Sammy?

So, Kat cut a deal. They’d go to this spy school if, and only if, Sammy could enroll, too. Luckily, it could be arranged. Sammy wasn’t old enough for college, but she could go to a spy prep school, where she’d be safe and she can have a better life than Kat could ever have.

And Kat agreed. The two agents held out their hands for a handshake but the contempt flashing in Kat’s eyes was enough to tell they might lose that hand. They wouldn’t, of course, they’re trained and lethal, but Kat was feral in a way they’d never know how to be.

HEADCANNONS

really passionate around music and photography, hides behind their camera sometimes. musically, they’re more interested in experimental sounds/production than actually playing it. playing it requires talent, to which they unfortunately have none.

very reclusive and self-isolating. is really just kind of shy and doesn’t talk much.

could not give two shits. says things just to say things sometimes, doesn’t actually mean them. 

can and will go along with any shenanigans. the kind of person you go to with your bad ideas because they’re a ride or die

genius but lazy, kind of manipulative but it’s just bc they’re a scorpio. will be really annoying to get you to leave them alone. their main goal is peace and quiet always, keeping their head ducked until they're free from this fancy prison and can see their sister again.

WANTED PLOTS

¯\_(ツ)_/¯

now’s not the time to be shy.

[bisexualsforprompto]

A Ladybug’s Revenge

This will most likely be a one shot.

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If Marinette had the words to describe the intense hate she felt when he walked into the room she would.

She might say that everytime he spoke to her, the acid dripping from his vile words made her dig her nails into her skin and grit her teeth.

Maybe she’d say that when he blamed her for something, not being on his moral compass it made her pray for release.

Or she could say that the very way he held himself, the very way he stayed out of conversations made him look timid, but how could a timid coward of a pacifist make her feel like she wanted to throw up and shove him out of a window at the same time?

Everything she felt about Adrien Agreste made her feel so contradictory. She wanted him dead but at the same time she wished she was dead.

She wished she was dead so that she could show him that lies did hurt, that lies could kill.

She wished he was dead because everytime he stared at her and smiled she felt boiling hot rage course through her veins. Every single muscle tensed. Yet he didn’t care what he did to her, he only cared about his own selfish ideas.

Adrien might’ve preached taking the high road but he was a hypocrite, as low as they could get. He said he didn’t want Lila to be akumatized.

Marinette thought it admirable at first.

Then she found out.

As guardian Marinette had to know who Chat Noir was, so she asked Tikki for his identity. She couldn’t say she was surprised, but everything had truly clicked the moment she saw the blonde the next day.

He didn’t want Lila akumatized, he didn’t want her lies exposed, because he didn’t want to deal with the backlash.

Lila was a formidable foe, so by handing her every battle and all her enemies heads on a silver platter Adrien was able to keep himself from having to work too hard.

Because god forbid the model had to work for once in his life.

Marinette had seriously considered ending it all. One could say out of sheer spite. She wanted to see the look on his face when he found out she took her own life because of him. A beautiful revenge and it would ruin his life.

No more Ladybug to love, no more Marinette to be his friend, and a gigantic mess for him to solve...because Marinette would tell the class every single thing before she died.

She had written the letter outlining all the lies and giving all the evidence, she written every little thing her classmates did to her, she made sure Adrien had the longest section.

Harassing her when Marinette was Ladybug and standing idly by at her suffering when she was Marinette.

The letter had ended being almost five pages.

But Marinette burned it. She wasn’t taking her life.

For one, she wasn’t the problem and two, if she were dead she would never see the look on Adrien’s face or anyone’s for that matter when the truth came out.

She still had many who stood beside her.

She had her parents, she had Kagami, Alya and Luka, and she had the kwamis.

She had a duty to protect the people she loved, the city she loved, even if there were those in it who she didn’t.

But most of all she had a plan.

The night she decided to put her plan into action she told her parents everything. Ladybug, the Lila situation, everything that Adrien, Chat Noir, had done.

Tom was furious and Sabine was even more so. Marinette had called Kagami, Luka and Alya to her house. The six of them, plus the kwamis when Marinette introduced the miracle box were ready to work.

Marinette knew since Adrien was Chat Noir he couldn’t be Hawkmoth, but after consulting the kwamis Gabriel Agreste was back on the table.

Her parents, Luka, Kagami, Alya and she mapped out every akuma occurrence, besides the Collector incident he was nowhere to be found every single time. They scoured every single footage from attacks, no Gabriel.

Until they found traffic camera footage, apparently Kagami had picked up hacking as a hobby when she wasn’t busy with fencing. It was foolish for Gabriel Agreste to mutter to himself after the Animistro was defeated, they heard every word. And that was all the confirmation Marinette needed.

Kagami had wielded the mouse miraculous, Luka the snake, and Sabine the turtle. Kagami had hacked into the Agreste’s security feed so Tom was there lookout. Alya waited on a rooftop nearby the Agreste mansion waiting for her task, the most important one.

In the dead of night the four miraculous wielders snuck into the Agreste manor.

They found Gabriel Agreste sleeping, hunched over in his office. Luka activated his second chance and Kagami used her multitude.

The small Kagami mice had run over to Gabriel on his desk and took his brooch off him without alerting the man.

At the same time Marinette and Sabine had gone upstairs to Adrien’s room.

Ladybug pulled off his ring in his slumber and right after it was fully in her grasp Adrien woke up.

Sabrine used her shelter around the boy, creating a force field he couldn’t get out of.

“Adrien Agreste, I hereby relinquish you of the black cat miraculous, and deem you unfit to ever wield any miraculous again.” Marinette spoke steadily as Adrien banged against the protection around him.

Marinette grabbed her mother and swung her yo-yo out of Adrien’s window. She dropped in front of the manor in a Spider-Man like fashion. Kagami and Luka ran outside to her.

“It took a few second chances but-“

Kagami shoved Hawkmoth’s miraculous to Marinette.

“Good. Now one last thing…” Marinette leaped onto a nearby building, the others following her soon after. They began working on the most important part of the plan…

Adrien Agreste couldn’t believe his eyes. In huge bold print on the Ladyblog read “Ladybug reveals identity after Hawkmoth’s defeat, watch the whole video to help Ladybug get justice.”

Adrien shakily pressed play, his lady had taken away his miraculous but maybe he could still make her his, the first step would be finding her identity.

“Hello Paris,” Ladybug begun with a stone cold look gracing her face, “You know me best as Ladybug, but underneath the mask I am not as strong.” The bluenette sucked in a breath, “I have been harassed by my ex partner Chat Noir and his civilian identity as well. In addition I have been a victim of relentless bullying at my school, this involves a liar, Adrien Agreste, yes the model, and the rest of my class. I am not telling you this so that you take matters into your own hands,” Ladybug said as she stared at the camera dead on. “I am telling you this because I need my class to know lies do hurt, you all know and trust me as Ladybug, but my civilian identity is considered to be a bully. I’m here to disprove that.” Ladybug sighed before whispering, “Spots off.” A blinding pink light surrounded her.

Adrien’s bugaboo was there no longer, Marinette Dupain-Cheng was staring in front of him. “I, Marinette Dupain-Cheng, was Ladybug. Revealing my identity was the only way to get everything to end. Some of you will be happy to know,” Marinette growled, “That you made me want to kill myself.” Adrien winced. “I wanted to die because of the people in Paris. But that doesn’t matter anymore.” Marinette gave a shy smile, “I am here to tell you that because Hawkmoth is defeated I will no longer be Paris’s saviour.”

Adrien gasped. Marinette was abandoning Paris? Didn’t she remember what he said about the high road?

“I have experienced physical torment and emotional abuse from school. The old Chat Noir was sexually harassing me on the job and to top it all off one man knew all about this and did absolutely nothing. The man who used to be Chat Noir, Adrien Agreste.

“Adrien, if you’re watching this I need you to know: I am not your Lady. I am not anybody’s. I also want you to know that if you try to find me you will not succeed. I am leaving France and nobody will ever see me again. I won’t tell you where I’m going, but I will tell you why...Adrien Agreste, Lila Rossi, Gabriel Agreste, and Caline Bustier, you are the reason that Ladybug will no longer stay in Paris.” Adrien’s eyes widened, it couldn’t be true…

“This is Ladybug, Marinette Dupain-Cheng, signing off. Bug out.”

The feed stopped. Adrien threw his phone on the ground, leaving it shattered as he stomped out of his room. He refused to believe it.

Gabriel Agreste had to admit he was bested, but there were two things Ladybug or Miss Dupain-Cheng forgot. One was the peacock miraculous that he had just fixed and the second was the crucial fact that he always got what he wanted. No matter what the cost.

Marinette stared out the window feeling her shoulders relax as the cab passed a dismal grey sign. She sighed and smiled, feeling a new beam of hope shine into her life. She read the sign and began to dream of her class’s faces when they watched the video, she then pushed it away, ready to start her new life,

“Welcome to Gotham.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Ngl, I have no idea what this was it was going somewhere and then my brain went FUCK IM TIRED, I am so sleep deprived and I wasn’t planning on writing anything this weekend but here we are posting this weird ass salt fic that I wrote in a night and am definitely going to regret tomorrow...YOLO.

(This wasn’t really Maribat but it was kind of I guess) Tag list:

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[solitaria-fantasma]

Rewatching Sharkboy & Lavagirl and having thoughts:

They really went ham on the 3D effects and you know what? I love it. Give me that dumb, childish, in your face tech-demoing goodness.

Taylor Lautner is a phenomenal Sharkboy and I will accept no criticism.

I loved Tobor then and I love Tobor now.

The giants Max subconsciously created to eat all the giant cookies and dessert foods are his parents, happy and together.

“Dream a dream you little *bleep*.” How could you not love this kid.

Mr. Electric’s various puns are funny. Fight me.

The Plughounds are actually really cool and creative and if nobody stops me I will include them in a D&D campaign someday.

Lavagirl’s leg legitimately falls off at one point and she just hops back to it and sticks it back on like it’s nothing.

If you’re looking for it, you can definitely see where 3D objects composited over live action footage jitters and slips but if you just let yourself get caught up in the movie you really won’t notice that stuff.

The Ice Castle doesn’t look anything like what you’d expect from an actual castle - it actually looks a lot more like an iceberg. I really like that design choice.

Lavagirl can fall asleep on command? Gurl I wish I had that power.

Sharkboy’s fin snaps off when he’s nearly knocked off the ice bridge, but then reappears in the next scene. I’m not citing it as a bad thing - just a funny thing.

This boy’s name is literally ‘Linus’ no wonder he turned into a bully.

“Blah, blah, blah…threat, threat, threat…” I love this line and I will use it someday.

Flying into a rage because of overstimulation? Sharkboy is a mood.

I FORGOT THAT SHE CALLS HIM 'SHARKY’ OMG

Linus sleeps with his eyes open? Boi you’re gonna need some eyedrops stat.

They finally get the Dream Journal and Lavagirl accidentally burns it…*sniff*…sHE JUST WANTS TO BE  G O O D.

Legit tho the sub-themes in this movie about characters coming to life and asking/demanding their creator for things/information about themselves is exactly how the creative process works for me and I feel a little called out.

Sharkboy is an overdramatic showboater and I love him.

When Sharkboy’s fin gets stuck in the ice pillar, he doesn’t try to struggle free or anything - he just sort of shrugs. Clearly, this is not the first time he’s gotten stuck like this.

The milk physics were a bit wonky but the ice for the ice guardians rendered bEAUTIFULLY.

The Ice Princess’ headdress is absolutely gorgeous and I want it.

“Father, you’re smothering me again.” They’ve had this talk before and I’m living for this healthy relationship.

The passing of the Crystal Heart is a modified wedding ceremony and that went over my head as a kid.

The Ice King let them leave the castle with no time left on the Apocalypse Clock fully knowing that their plan wouldn’t work. Jerk.

Hey how often do we see the female lead sacrificing herself for one of the male leads in a way that A) isn’t sexualized, B) isn’t permanent, and C) isn’t part of a tragic romance story?

“What do you do when your dreams have been destroyed?”

“Dream a better dream.”

Hahah this climax is ridiculously dramatic and silly and I absolutely love it.

Sharkboy is tiny Aquaman confirmed.

When Max reaches out to Linus in friendship it literally creates a bridge between them - that’s the kind of visual storytelling I like.

Some of my favorite twists are when the bad guy isn’t so bad….and when a minor villain turns out to be the BIG one.

WHO JUST LEFT THIS CHILD SLEEPING ON THE FLOOR IN THE MIDDLE OF A TORNADO?!

Teacher: I can’t believe it…

Max: But it’s right there in front of you!

Teacher: I can see that! What I can’t believe is…you made him look like me!

There is a distinct lack of groaning and eye-rolling in response to all these bad puns.

Hey so uh, how is the class going to explain the three separate tornados, massive explosion, and spontaneous snow in the middle of a Texan August to the rest of the school?

Linus is drawing again!

Sharkboy and Lavagirl can’t touch, so they 'hold hands’ by holding pinkies mY HEART-

And Max’s parents helped him build a real-life Tobor at the end! I love it!!