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leoascendente · 10 months ago

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PAC/ Your destined person 💘

Hi loves and welcome to this new PAC! I'll be taking a time from this blog to focus on another projects, it doesn't mean that this blog will be unactive, it is just that I won't post that much pacs or astrology, I'll be more focused in my Spanish blog for a while. Anyway, private readings will still be open and from time to time I'll post something over here because Tumblr is and always will be my safe place.

Take a deep breath before choosig your pile and pick the picture you feel called the most, because this is a general reading it doesn't have to fully resonate, keep what does and leave what doesn't for somebody else, you can always choose another pile :)

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Decks: Romantic tarot, dark wood tarot, tea leafs oracle, romance angels oracle, love oracle cards

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Pile 1/ Pile 2

Pile 3/ Pile 4

Pile 1:

Who is your destined person?:

(Cards: 6 of swords, 3 of pentacles, 6 of pentacles, moon, hermit, queen of wands, king of swords/ hermit rev, death, wheel of fortune, 5 of pentacles, sun)

This person probably comes from a very different backgroud than you, it will seem like you don't have much in common at first, they have probably moved from the place they were born and are getting used to the new place. They are a hard worker, right now they are putting a lot of effort in this area of their life, probably to help financially their beloved ones, I'm hearing to help their parents, they are so focused in making money that they are not nurturing other aspects of their life like socializing, the good thing is that they don't seem to care about it. They got the hermit with two different decks, once upright and another time on reversed, it gives me the feeling that they feel very comfortable in their solitude but at the same time they are craving significative connections and a reason to get out of their isolation, for some reason they feel very exhausted but they can't sleep at night, they are like an owl, by night they seem to be more active even though they should be super tired because their work is exhausting (I'm writting this at 13:31 on my clock, maybe it's a relevant number for you or this connection). This person has some emotional issues that keeps them up at night, it's like they need these few extra hours of the day that they are taking from their resting time to relax when the rest of the world is quiet, maybe it's because they are far from home or because they miss their family, because this is related to their emotional world but for what I see here they are thinking too much about others and not about themselves and their mental peace. Anyway, this person is really attractive, for what I see in the cards, they have some not-so-secret admirers that are chasing them or looking desperately for their attention, whatever they are trying is not working with your person, your person seems to be an introvert or at least, they need to feel emotionally connected to something or someone to invest their energy fully on it, I could even say that they are a little shy when it comes to interact with other people. this person has an strong masculine energy, also I keep hearing the word resilient so this may be the most noticable trait about them, the thing here with the admirers is that they are chasing your person, like taking the masculine role but only for their outside appearance, your person seems to need something more to connect with someone and they prefer to court that to be courted. Right now they are closing chapters, there's a massive divine intervention in their life even if they are not aware of this, this is happening for their highest good because they need to get out of this hermit mode and start experiencing good things. They seem to be a little apathic and their lack of rest could be affecting their health too, even if they want it or not, a change is coming to align them, there will be a shift in their luck very soon, especially to help them financially because they seem to be struggling in this aspect. your person is really calmed and peaceful, very goal oriented and commited to what's important to them, you'll love the kind of person they are and the peace they'll bring to your life.

Your connection:

(Cards: deception, new love, this could be the one, playfulness/ girl with a snake, heartbroken, the phoenix, heart with a key, wedding rings)

Okay, your person had a very tough relationship with a toxic person that played with their heart and left them in the dust, this might be one of the reasons why they are avoiding so much human contact, especially with romantic interests, their heart is still recovering from this heartbreak. When you appear in their life, everything will trasform, it will be so magical and unexpected that they won't know what to do, you'll catch them off guard, everything will feel different with you, it's like they've been in a grey and clouded place and you appear to make the sun shine again in their life. This past relationship marked them but knowing you will make them realize that not everyone is the same, you will make them gain hope in love again, it will happen naturally and your relationship will be blossoming peacefully but with certainty, from the first moments they'll know that you are meant for them and will work to make you know it. This is a soulmate connection so you'll feel very comfortable with eachother like you know the other from a very long time, I see a lot of funny dates together, like an exhibition of some kind (I'm translating directly from google but I mean those places wih a ferris wheel, bumper cars, cotton candy and those places where you get a teddy bear if you drop all the bottle from the shelf, something that sort, please comment me the correct name of this lol). An important thing I see here is that your person might be shy at first and will try to make things the right way, not forcing anything, but what I like the most is that even though they have their heart wounded, they won't pay this pain with you, in fact, you'll be a reason to stop thinking about the past pain and focusing on the precious future you could share together, you'll ignite them faith in life, they'll find motivation again, they might even realize that they weren't as comfortable in their solitude as they wanted to project. I see a fast commitment, I also see that they will leave you the key of their home so you can stay there even when they are working, they'll try to make you part of their day to day life and will be very honest with your from the start, you can ask them anything and they will respond with all the truth, even if the truth doesn't leave them in good place, they want you to know every detail about them, you can also trust in them to share whatever you want, they will be super understanding and compassionate.

Signals:

(Tea leafs: sunrise, woman, feather, bull, desk, scissors, caterpillar)

By the moment you are about to meet your person, you'll be finding out the true intentions of a woman in your life, I don't know why but the energy of this woman gives me really bad vibe, like a two faced person, is someone that you should put distance with in order to protect your energy because in terms of love she could often have bad experiences and she will not be happy for you when you find your soulmate. There also this message of not sharing your ideas about the future, not just in love but about your goals or plans in work too, if you are thinking about initiate something by your own just keep it private for a while, or at least just share it with your closest ones because this woman or femenine energy around you don't what you to thrive. The good thing is that you got the card of the sunrise, so you'll be having a lot of new ideas that will lead you to find success, I'd suggest you to write down those ideas,take time to organize them and start implementing them in aries season, at the beggining of the spring, energies will be at your favor. For your person they'll be working really hard, there might be a chance for a rise or getting a higher position in their work field and they'll be focused into that, for others of you there might also be the chance that your person will be getting another job with a better salary, I'm getting especially this second option because your person seems to be very unhappy in their current job and they need better conditions, it also seems like there is some opposition from someone in their work and your person has to keep themselves in a defensive position to deal with it and they don't want this no more, they know they deserve a healthier work enviroment, maybe there's an abusive boss here. There's the possibility that you are really close to meet eachother because of the cards on tarot and this message so be aware of your surroundings because your person is closer than you imagine :)

Channeled messages: a puppy, sexy but don't know it, romantic dates, strong arms, meet them in a public place like a park, a market or a place with art or literature involved like museums or book stores, gift giving, a soft pink or white dress, night dates, overthinking, financial struggle, 999, 1333, virgo, scorpio, cancer and leo, might be seasons for you two meet or your person's sign.

Pile 2:

Who is your destined person?

(Cards: 9 of wands, 4 of swords, 7 of pentacles, 10 of pentacles, justice, death, world/ devil, justice, queen of pentacles, judgement, king of wands)

Okay, lets start saying that you know this person but never had anything romantic with them besides a crush for some of you, they are someone that is familiar to you, maybe you have talked at some point or is simplier than that and you follow them on social media or something that sort, you know eachother but there's almost any interaction between you two. I usually say on private readings when I see that the consultant know their person that Universe has a wicked sense of humor and sometimes, this person can be so random as your crush on primary school, someone you talked once in a party, a friend of a friend and those kind of things, so don't be dissapointed when you see that you know your person because many times, even though you know them, they can be the most random person you could ever imagine. Right now your person is going through some legal issues, it can be a divorce for some of you but for others it might be more related to an spiritual awakening where they are taking resposibility over things they have done in the past, like paying some karma and realizing why they are paying it. The good thing is that your person is closing a chapter, this awakening can be hard, because of the devil card, but it also will bring them a big relief and a change in their reality for the best, there's also a change in their way to face life. For what I see in the cards, your person is wealthy or well positioned in life, probably has a high position in their work field, for some they can work in something related to laws but is an enviroment with a lot of competition and stabs in the back, you have to be a little ruthless to thrive in that area, there's also a chance that they already have a child or kids near them, if you have children, your person will get along very well with your kid too. Your person has an strong temper, the good part of it is that they are very protective of what they love and don't mind getting into trouble if that means keeping their beloved ones safe. The not so good part is that they can be too impulsive and irrational when angry, their passionate spirit can take the best from them sometimes, they will be your total opposite so if you have a natural calmed and peaceful temper this pile is for you. Your person is someone brave, a natural extrovert with a lot of charisma, they can draw all the attention of a room to them just with an smile, they are also very sexy, physically they are extremely attractive, they could also be a Libra or Sagittarius sun sign. Your person hasn't been an angel in their past, even though they are a nice person with a good heart, it seems like they did ot take the best decitions in their past and now they are regreting some mistakes. They are really handsome and charming, I see they haven't faced rejection in their past and that has led them to be too confident, they are the kind of person who always gets what they want, do you know Dexter from the show One Day? your person reminds me of him in the good and the bad traits. Anyway, they recently had an experience that made them realize the path they were taking and they want a diferent direction, they don't feel fulfilled and knows that can get something better for themselves, they are also facing the consequences of their actions si they might need some extra time to get into your life.

Your connection:

(Cards: this could be the one, trust, children, worth waiting for/ talking, golden mirror, sword and rose, self indulgence, love call)

You'll share a very special bond, I see trust issues from both of you but at the moment you start something together those issues will fade, it's like your souls will recognize that you both are meant for eachother, feelings will bloom naturally. I see different scenarios for your pile so take what resonates with you, for the people who already know who this person is, the cards invite you to keep hopeful but patient, just trust the Universe and focus on your bussiness meanwhile your person puts their life in order and solve the issues they are currently dealing with, you deserve to enjoy their best version. For others of you who can't figure out yet who your person is, the cards have a similar meaning, to stay optimistic visualizing your ideal relationship, you'll have to wait a little more than the other piles because your person is dealing with issues they need to resolve before meeting you, again, you deserve to enjoy their best version, your vibration is very high so having your person right now in your life with their current circumstances could affect negatively your energy, so this wait is a divine protection for you. Things will start by flirting between both of you, maybe some casual dates at first but for what see in the cards, there's a lot of communication here and it makes sense because through communication trust gets reinforced and that's what you both need. You both will be very different but will have so much in common, your experiences in life or even your tastes or hobbies, your favorite artist or the kind of music you like, it will start by something simple but then you'll realize how similar you truly are, you will mirror eachother in every aspect, for some with an spiritual development I see this person is your twin flame. A nice thing a like about your person is that they will allow you to stay in your femenine energy, the card of self indulgence gives me the feeling that they'll provide for the things you like, just as an example, if you are into a saga of books but you don't have enough money to afford everyone of them so you go buy it one by one, your person will buy you all the saga so you can enjoy your hobbies. For some of you I even see that your person pays for your beauty treatments like getting your lashes or nails done. I see that they'll like to take a protective role with you, if you are easilly stressed, especially in regards of legal matters or burocracy, your person will take care of it so you don't have to worry, if you have any dream or goal you want to achieve your person will also provide you a safe space so you can develop it, especially for those of you who are into arts or something that involves creativity

Signals:

(Tea leafs: teapot, mule, wreath, shield, stork, wedge, heart)

Your signs to know when your person is about to enter your life will be a dissapointment with a friendship of your same sex, you might have an idea of who this person is because you have been seeing red flags from them in the past but you have turned a blind eye with them, especially in terms of stubborness and not wanting to change their habits. I'm getting that they are the kind to mourn and complain over things that they could easilly change, even you could have given them advices in the past but this person is unwilling to change for the better so you'll have to take them out of your life before your person comes. The tea leafs say that this won't be easy for you because you love and appreciate this person but by having them in your life you have to stay in a protective state, the shield warns you that you need to protect yourself from this person because they are consuming your energies. For your person, they'll be in a process of creating something new, I'm getting that it will be related to work, they'll be moving in silence because there's someone near them that don't want your person to be successful in this new project, anyway the project will thrive regardless of what other people try to mess with it. Your person will be just about to get their victory when they get in a deeper contact with you, they'll feel like things are getting better for them after everything they had to go through, you'll be like their ultimate victory. They'll know it's you because they'll feel safe by your side, having in mind that they are surrounded by snakes, getting in contact with you will feel for them like being in precence of angels.

Channeled messages: protect yourself from evil eye, black turmaline, long term relationship, karmic debts, late night conversations, a lot of sexual energy, love letters, release the old so the new can enter, the goddess Kali, law of attraction, subliminal audios, stay in your femenine energy, the bee and the flower, trust the process, 1111, 222, sagittarius, libra, scorpio

Pile 3:

Who is your destined person?

(Cards: queen of cups, king of pentacles, queen of pentacles, 3 of wands, fool, king of cups, 10 of pentacles/ ace of wands, 8 of pentacles rev, 5 of swords rev, judgement, emperor)

This person is your soulmate/twin flame, they are your divine counterpart so you will notice it from the very first moment you meet them. Getting into who your person is, they come from a wealthy background, their family seem to be very rich to say the least, they have been a pampered child all their life, in fact, if they work is because they want to not because they need to. Your person has been raised by parents that are soulmates so they know what true love is and knows that they want that type of connection for them too, they are a romantic and are not afraid to express it, they are also very well mannered so expect them to be chilvalrous with you, they are a true gentleman. They are so open to love that is overwhelming, they fantazise an daydream a lot about you, how you look, your way to walk and your smell, they have you so much in their head but they feel frustration not knowing who you are and when you will appear, they look for you everywhere they go and in every person they meet, yu cold even feel their energy calling you, if you have romantic dreams with someone but you can see their face clearly it is your person calling you in, you can intuitively feel them, I'm also getting that if you are able to see the face of someone familiar to you in dreams like a famous person just check that person you dream about because they might reselble the characteristics of your person. They have a melancholic soul, like a poet from another century, they are very deep and emotional, they have so much love inside they want to offer but they feel frustrated because they don't find the right person to share it with, they don't want only to share love they want someone to share all their life with, they feel like they already have it all to live a happy life but there's this missing peace of wanting to share all their abundance with someone else. There's this phrase of the movie 'into the wild' (my favourite movie ever <3) that says 'happiness is only real when it's shared', I feel that your person resonates a lot with this phrase, they have people they love around but they crave a romantic connection to create a family with, btw, they are really into marriage and family, they also like children and animals and they love your person too. Your person has a sensitive heart and the pain of their solitude has led them to get involved with people with superficial intentions or toxic behaviors, mostly because of your person's money, they had a relationship in the past that left them feeling empty and that's why now they are giving themselves time to be alone and with their family, I see they have siblings that are playing a major role into your person's emotional healing. Idk if you'll know about this book, it's called fallen hearts by V.C Andrews, it is part of the Casteel saga but the character that reminds me of your person appears on the second book, his name is Troy Tatterton, I suggest you to read it or let me know if you already know them :). I also see that your person has traveled a lot, for some of you, you could even live at distanced places where you'd had to travel to see eachother, it may be in one of your person's journeys where they finally meet you.

The connection:

(Cards: true love, getting to know eachother, playfulness, wedding/ casette, hammer, camera, separation, twin flames)

Oh goddess, this is so beautiful it makes me want to cry! If it was up to your person they would marry you as soon as they meet you, after all their painful journey, when you appear in their life they'll feel like the skies will open up only for them, they'll know it's you and will court you from the very first moment, they will be flirty but charming at the same time, I see you'll feel the same too. Even though that feelings will be intense at first, you both will make the effort to get to know eachother on deeper levels to check your chemistry and compatibility, everything will feel light and easy, you'll get along super well, they'll make you feel like you are in a safe place, if you are naturally introverted they'll make you feel protected and, in case you are an hyper independent person, you'll feel like you can finally relax and release some of the weight over your shoulders. At some point you'll have distance between you two but it won't separate you, I see you will make the best of every moment you spend together and, after a little time your person will offer you a seious commitment so you can start your life together as a couple, it might also be a soon engagement. I see that you'll be watching the pictures and videos you make together, especially if decide to travel, I see a fancy cabin near a forest where you are staying together to spend some alone time with nobody else there to bother you. The time you spend separated will play a major role for you two to decide that you want to be together forever, I see that your person will have a harder time being away from you, that's why they won't hesitate at the moment of offering you commitment, probably they give you a promise ring or tell you to get married, it will happen sooner than usual but both of you will feel certain about this relationship and what you want from it, you'll fit like puzle pieces and you'll both will understand why things didn't work with anybody else in the past.

Signals:

(Tea leafs: gong, key, shark, caterpillar, dagger, camel, unicorn, carriage)

For you, you'll be receiving good news about something you have done, it will be something exciting for you, a successful outcome for something you put a lot of effort in, you could even celebrate it with your close ones because this will make you very happy. There's a little warning for you about being responsible with your money but also I see you could loose something important like a jewel or something with big material value like a phone or something that sort, so if you suddently loose soemthing important take it as a sign that your person is about to enter your life. For your person I'd confirm what I said before about the trip, the carriage means a journey either be a mental or physical but I feel that it's a trip for vacation. This journey is because they have been through a period of worries and stress, they just have solved a problem before making this trip, this solution will involve some changes in their life that will align them with their highest good so, overcoming this obstacle will finally lead them to you, their most desired wish. They'll be taking a time to release all the tension they've been holding, it is surely oon holidays so check the calendar just in case, they'll be with more people in this journey, probably their siblings, your meeting will be something spontaneous, neither of you will be expetiing it

Channeled messages: Water sign, earth moon sign, family money, colors red and green, divine counterparts, white doves and sunflowers, many options in love, send you romantic phrases or pictures that reminds them of you, settle down, a midset change, aries season, 777, 1818

Pile 4:

Who is your destined person?:

(Cards: knight of wands, 10 of cups, moon, queen of pentacles, 8 of pentacles, knight of swords/ 7 of cups rev, 9 of swords, queen of pentacles, fool, empress)

Your person got the queen of pentacles repeated with two different tarot decks, this gives me the feeling that they feel plenty with the current direction of their life, with the 10 of cups I'd confirm that they feel happy and fulfilled and everything is working out for your person. Besides that luck is on their side naturally, your person has fought to be in the place they are right now, they are following their passion and vocation and being loyal to their heart has lead them to success and recognition, they are also very optimistic and knows how to see the good side of things at every situation. Your person reminds me of Eli from Boy swallows universe (please watch the show, it's awesome and you'll love Eli), your person is brave, independent and resourceful, even daring sometimes, they are loyal to their truth and their heart, in fact I see they can be a little obsessed with finding out the truth of things so they could even be into conspiracy theories or things that sort. Your person is a wanderer, a curious soul but with a grounded spirit, they can be wild sometimes but they know their own limits and knows when to stop, they are really down to earth and mature on the important matters but very lighthearted and spontaneus when the ocassion requires it. They have been through seriouus things in the past, they may have some unresolved heavy trauma they didn't gave themselves the chance to solve it so they might act reckless sometimes, but the good thing is that they have an strong moral compass and value system they keep loyal at every moment, betray their values would feel like betraying themselves and that's something they don't want to go through. Your person can be an unintentional heartbreaker, they don't want to hurt anybody's feelings but it's easy for people to catch feelings for your person, is something about their aura or their energy, they are so warm and gentle that everybody feels drawn to them and can't help but develop feelings for them, they are easy to be loved. Your person is really smart, they could be air dominant in their chart because they also seem like having a talent with words or being a great communicator, they are also very funny so expect to laugh a lot with them, they might be younger than you or it's simply that they have a youthful energy, whatever it is they have this childlike energy that makes them lovely. Your person has this golden retirever energy that everyone likes, they are also very friendly and seems to have it easy to create friendships with other people, their sense of humor is a plus on this aspect too, they are a sweetheart with a loving heart but they are also very hard working and commited to what they think is right, you'll feel super comfortable by their side, even though they could be younger they will give off very mature and reliable energy.

The connection:

(Cards: Keep an open mind, retreat, flirt, love yourself first, chemistry/ the sword and rose, girl talk, cupid's arrow, sunglasses, engagement ring)

Okay, at first they might not be your usual type or the kind of person you would be interested in, for some, your person could be younger than you and that could be a turn off for you. Your connection will bloom progressively by creating a friendship first, besides the fact that your person will be very into you from the very first moment, they'll prefer to respect your times and show you they are worthy of your love, they will feel like they are out of your league for some reason. You might run from them at a certain moment because you get confused with your emotions, especially for those of you reading this that are a water moon, you'll need some time to reflect on your emotions and realize that there's an inmense chemistry between you two, maybe this distance you take serves you as a reassurance of how drawn you feel to this person, they'll have a bad time with this retreat but for you will be very healing and enlightning. I see that there's a female or dominant femenine energy in your life you trust so much, that person is very reliable and wise, don't doubt to ask them for advice because she will bring you clarity about the situation, I'm glad to say that you have an amazing support system, count on that female friend when you need mental clarity because she will be very honest, for some of you this person could be a sister. During this separation you might think that your person is focused into their bussiness but they'll be into stalker mode (positively, of course), checking up on you, they might even ask someone close to you how you are doing just to know about you, they'll also be checking your social media to know about you, they won't do it in a creepy way, they'll feel the same pull to you but they have a harder time trying to contain their emotions, the good thing is that you seem to be very intuitive so you'll know when their energy is trying to approach you. They'll be so in love with you, it feels like they fell first but you'll fall harder after a while, you both are soulmates so, even though you'll try to fight your feelings, you can't help but fall for this person, and after you see how much they are willing to offer and their true esence you'll fall for them (I'm writting this at 15:15 on my clock in case it's a relevant number for you). They'll wear their heart on their sleeve, they'll be very protective of you and won't allow any disrispect to you, they can be cutthroating if anybody tries to mess with you, tey'll feel so honnoured by you focusing on them that they will try to make you the happiest person ever everyday of your life, they can't believe their luck by finding a person like you and receiving love from you, this connection will be an equal give and take, you both will do everything for the other to make them happy.

Signals:

(Tea leafs: dolphin, windchimes, fox, broken ring, bull, needle and thread, ant, table)

For you, you'll be in a very nice moment of your life when you are about to meet your person, you'll be receiving a big amount of money because of something you did in the past, like a material reward. This material abundance will give you a feeling of peace and relief, you have the chance to have some vacations or free time by yourself, I see you a little secretive about this, like you don't want anybody to ruin this good time, you may also be silent about the amount of money you receive. For your person, they'll be dettaching from someone or something, the broken ring is usually associated with romance but I feel it more related to bussiness so they might be changing their job for a healthiest enviroment (if you felt called to pile 1 I suggest you to check it), it seems like their current work field is forcing your person to sacrifice themselves and keeps them in a defensive position. They'll have to work hard but it will bring them stability and security.

Channeled messages: Acts of service, getting a pet together, a cat person, sleep problems, full moons affect their mood, white horses and moths, vivid dreams, sitcoms, a lot of laugh, mental fog, meditation, 1212, 444, taurus, gemini, aquarius

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threeacttragedy · 20 days ago

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Entry 14 – The One Where They Call It Chaotic but We Call it Predictable

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Yes, I am fully aware my entries have been sparse of late, and, no, I am not planning to stop my general Lukola ramblings any time soon. In fact, once I run out of material, I’ll probably dabble with fan fiction because, meh, why the hell not? Any ways, the reason for my slight absence is that I’ve had a special guest staying at my house – one by the name of “Dad.” Yes, that dapper gentleman has been roosting on my porch for the past few weeks (because that’s the only place I allow him to smoke), drinking an ungodly amount of Coca-Cola and holding my shih tzu like she’s a human baby. He did pry himself away long enough to be my date to see “Wicked” (he loved it, by the way). Oh, and he was obliged to my incessant babblings about Lukola. In fact, he even opened my mind to a few theories of his own and made me laugh hysterically at his reaction to the Jakolas.

It has always been my intention to delve into a certain section of our timeline – the part where Luke seemingly ran off into the Summertime Sunset with his friend group, which included Antonia. That period in time is the cavity of my Lukola table puzzle. The left side isn’t connecting to the right side because there’s this gaping hole in the center called Hot Boy Fucking Summer! Before June 12, things made sense to me. Even with the muck we find ourselves in now, just about everything after July 30 has made sense to me. So, of course, Hot Boy Summer was a topic of discussion with my dad. Actually, it was an “all afternoon” one.

I originally presented the Before, During, and After of Hot Boy Summer in chronological order to my dad only to get blasted with, “Stop doing that shit!” after I mentioned “Bless the Telephone.” His gripe was that – like the Claddagh ring – I had failed to disclose to him information that may alter his opinion about the event for which we were theorizing. Specifically, if I knew that the Claddagh ring preceded June 12 and I knew Nicola’s aptly named “Chaos Week” followed July 30, then disclosing those details to him before asking him to theorize about what happened in between those two dates (i.e., Hot Boy Summer) was necessary and even critical to his final opinion.

I don’t believe there is much explaining to do on the front-end of Hot Boy Summer – at least not to my well-versed Lukolas. We presumably all watched the same World Tour (including that trip over to Galway so Luke could meet Nicola’s mother) and I’ve already discussed the Claddagh ring in Entry 6 of my blog. That leaves us with the tail-end of Luke’s summertime jaunt, which steers us into Chaos Week. For those of you who thought I was going to discuss Hot Boy Summer in this entry, I’m sorry – this one is dedicated to that erratic period of Nicola blowing her war horn, beckoning all Lukolas within a worldwide radius of London to commence at her feet. And, commence we did!

Have you ever heard of “chaos theory?” Broadly speaking, it’s the idea that small changes can result in major changes over time – like cause and effect. That’s kind of how I’ve looked back at Chaos Week. We’d spent most of the summer on one bummer of a vacation, with Luke and Nicola (presumably) spending time apart from one another. Sure, we’d had few fireworks explode here and there with pap pictures, and we saw JVN enter the ring as the fan favorite best friend but, on the surface, Hot Boy Summer was, well, rather static. It had carried on with a monotonous “blip…blip…blip…” until suddenly our radar detected a quiet but distinct “blip-blip,” which didn’t register in any of our minds until we had a torpedo coming straight for us!

I don’t believe we can attribute Chaos Week solely to Nicola. Yes, yes, I know, Nicola’s online presence in early to mid-August was chaotic, hence the name “Chaos Week.” But, I do not believe Nicola started Chaos Week. She sure as shit drove it home but, in my opinion, it wasn’t her actions that set everything in motion. Nicola wasn’t the “blip-blip;” she was the torpedo.

So, what was the “blip-blip?”

Luke returning to London – alone – on August 2, of course.

The friend group, which had included Antonia, was nowhere in sight.

Hot Boy Summer had come to an end (I imagine this to be the reason Nicola started blowing her war horn).

In my opinion, Luke’s return set everything else into motion. He was that second pendulum that caused the first one to spiral out of control.

But, we ate that shit up, didn’t we? Yeah, we sure did, and we loved every day of Chaos Week. What’s funny to me is that everyone remembers bits and pieces of Chaos Week, but they never seem to get it in the right order (how chaotic, right?). This happened, then that happened. No, no, that happened first. No, this happened first. The only way to really look at Chaos Week is to give order to the disorder. And, we’re going to do that via a very generic captain’s log, so…

Welcome aboard!

Mission: Chaos Week

Origin: Somewhere in Mayfair.

Destination: Happily Ever After.

Time of Departure: Fuck, I don’t know. When did you board this ship?

Expected Time of Arrival: Hopefully before we all wither up and die.

Log Entries:

August 2. Luke returned to London alone. Yeah, yeah, I know, I already told you that, but I had to add this:

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August 4. Nicola decided to wake us all up from our somber summer with a plate of French toast. Umm, okay, that’s fucking random. I’m going back to bed – but wait, didn’t Luke say brunch was his “fav meal of the day?” Yeah, I swear I have that polaroid around here somewhere.

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August 7. Luke – after being absent on social media for what seemed like a lifetime – suddenly popped into his Instagram stories to post some delightfully cute Bridgerton Bloopers. The entire fandom rejoiced at Luke’s return to social media! And, let’s be honest, we only cared about the bloopers with Luke and Nicola. Hmm, Luke always has this intriguing, yet subtle way of surprising us. Did you hear that?

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August 7. Shortly after Luke posted his Bridgerton Bloopers, Nicola swooped in and dropped a very loud Wordle anvil on her Instagram stories. <clang!> Was she clocking people for making fake social media accounts using her name? Did she really solve the Wordle in two? Actually, most of us ignored that part of the post entirely and went straight to Mr. Google to ask, “What does ‘anvil’ mean? Okay, how about in the Urban Dictionary?” You know you did, too! In all seriousness, though, when this first dropped, I considered whether she was directing the “anvil” at Luke. After all, let’s face it, Nicola was the one who promoted Bridgerton post-Papsmear while Luke disappeared from the limelight. It’s only natural that she might be a bit peeved at him suddenly promoting Bridgerton. However, in hindsight, I believe this to be nothing more than Nicola calling out the person making fake social media accounts under her name. During this time, there seemed to be an influx of fake social media accounts using Nicola and Luke’s names (Luke would address this same topic on his Instagram stories on August 24). And, as fun as it would be to theorize that the “anvil” was directed at someone (other than Luke, of course), it was, in fact, the Wordle for August 6. That said, I do believe that “Wordle” has become synonymous with “Luke” at this point. So, I’ll give you that.

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August 8. JVN reposted their “[w]hen you catch someone trying to sneak a pic but you were born for these moments” to his Instagram grid. Did you think JVN wasn’t going to be included in Chaos Week?! They produced some of their best shit during this time! Any ways, Nicola liked this grid post, which confirmed my belief that Antonia played some part in the Italy pap pictures (for a full explanation on this, read “Entry 11 – The One About the Heart of the Ocean”). Thanks for the recap, JVN, although most Lukolas probably didn’t need to a reminder as to why they disliked Antonia.

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August 9. Nicola posted the Scrabble board to her Instagram stories. Whoa, hold up, Jakolas! Yeah, we know Jake played Scrabble with Nicola and – guess what – we Lukolas don’t care. I mean, I’ll even throw the Jakolas a small scrap of meat and say that Jake could (emphasis on could) have helpedNicola with the Scrabble board. Why am I being so charitable? Because that just makes me more confident Jake has always supported Lukola. You will not convince me (or probably any Lukola) that this Scrabble board was directed at anyone else but Antonia. In my opinion, there are only two things in this picture that matter – the central word “HEYA,” or “HEY A,” and the Guinness coaster. In fact, if I had been playing on the opposite side of this Scrabble board, I would have challenged this word. That alone says exactly what it needs to say. This is not to dissuade you from theorizing on every other word on that board, though. I’m simply saying I do not need any other evidence to persuade myself into believing the board was directed at Antonia. Now, if you want to take the two corner words and speculate that Nicola was having “SEX” with “DAD,” go right ahead – I won’t argue with you.

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August 10. Nicola posted to her Instagram grid the now-deleted birthday greeting to her friend, Camilla. The caption read, “…Remember the time paparazzi took a picture of us and to protect me you grabbed my face?” If that’s not an indirect jab at Luke’s friend group, I’m not sure what it is because it sure as hell doesn’t scream, “Happy Birthday,” to me.

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August 11. Nicola decided to get out her blow torch and light every beacon fire she could find starting in Bowral and ending in London by posting the “Drink Your Milk” shirt to her Instagram stories. You could practically hear her rallying every last Lukola still standing: “Rise, Lukolas, rise!” In fact, I think some even rose from the dead that day! What was the crisis? Well, only that the “Drink Your Milk” shirt was exactly like the one Luke was seen wearing on or about June 22. Now, now, this was a charity promoted by Jonathan Bailey so it’s entirely possible Nicola was gifted her own shirt. But, guess what? The Lukolas didn’t give a shit! They deep dived into reflections on sunglasses and creases in t-shirt sleeves! And, no, I’m not speculating on that hot mess (if you’re interested in learning more, I promise you there’s plenty of TikToks for that). In truth, it never mattered to me whether the shirt belonged to Luke or not. What mattered was the perception that it was Luke’s shirt. It blew up the Internet and I would stand by my belief that, if the fandom’s perception of something was detrimentally incorrect, Nicola (or Luke) would have corrected it. Nicola did not correct this. And, no, Jakolas, don’t even talk to me about that scrap of green blanket in that picture. I don’t care if Jake played Scrabble with (presumably) Nicola at some point over the summer while sitting outside on a goddamn green blanket. The “Drink Your Milk” post was not a secret coded message to Jake. I would stand on a hill and argue that all afternoon. Why? Because – again – Nicola did not correct the “Luke’s shirt” narrative. She let the fandom run with it. In fact, we all got our own blow torches that day. Mine’s turquoise and engraved with my initials.

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August 12. JVN posted a “Special announcement” to their Instagram grid. Right about now, you might be, like, “What the fuck does this have to do with Chaos Week?” I told you, JVN has this way of slipping shit into to their posts that make you do a double take – usually a day later while you’re daydreaming during your drive to the office. This was one of those posts. The announcement was: “I’ve been waiting for this announcement until after the Paris Olympics had finished, as to not take away from the incredible success of USA Gymnastics…@teamusa has been following my journey and growth as a gymnast and showed up at my house to personally invite me to train to be a potential member of their 2028 team. While I hate taking a slot away from 2028 potentials like @simonebiles & @stephen_nedoroscik (as it appears quite obvious I’ll make whichever team I attempt to)…” What made this post stick out is that it is, in fact, bullshit. As in, it is a completely made-up story. Team USA did not visit JVN at their house; they’re not joining the USA gymnastics team. It’s not even that funny, to be honest. So, what was the point of it? It’s confusing as fuck when you read it at face value; however, when you drop it into the Lukola timeline, I’m convinced it alludes to something bigger. On August 11, we had Nicola posting the “Drink Your Milk” shirt – which sent the fandom into believing Nicola was wearing Luke’s shirt and that Luke’s reflection was in her sunglasses. On August 13, the day after this post, a torpedo was launched at us (warning, warning, anyone got a phone I can use?). When you look at this post as the middle piece connecting Nicola’s August 11 and August 13 posts, I believe it tells a story. Let me rewrite it for you but imagine it now coming from Nicola’s perspective: “I’ve been waiting for this announcement until after the Paris Olympics Hot Boy Summer had finished, as to not take away from the incredible success of USA Gymnastics Luke’s friend group, which included Antonia…Luke @teamusa has been following my journey and growth as a gymnast and showed up at my house to personally invite me to train to be a potential member of their 2028 team [choose your own adventure on this one]. While I hate taking a slot away from 2028 potentials like @simonebiles Antonia & @stephen_nedoroscik Rory (as it appears quite obvious I’ll make whichever team [“girlfriend” or best friend] I attempt to)…” Huh, at the very least, this post is starting to get the side-eye from you, isn’t it?

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August 13. Oh, my God! My hair is on fucking fire!!! Nicola dumped “Bless the [Goddamn] Telephone” on her Instagram stories. Whose voice is nice to hear again? What is she trying to say?! Maybe nothing. No, it’s something. “It’s nice, the way you say my name; not very fast or slow, just soft and low; the same as when you tell me how you feel; I feel the same way, too; I’m very much in love with you. I’m very much in love with you.” I don’t need to elaborate any further on this post. It speaks for itself. Chaos Week had officially launched its massive torpedo (full of firecrackers and pinata candy) and the entire Lukola fandom was hysterical – in the best way possible. However, I will interrupt this happy moment with – Jakolas, please don’t start trying to link this song to Jake because Jack Rooke used it in an episode of “Big Boys.” Yes, we are aware Jake played a minor role in that show as a love interest to the main character, Jack. Again, Nicola did not shut down the fandom’s perception that the song was for Luke. Sorry, not sorry, Jakolas. If any part of Chaos Week was for Jake, I believe Nicola would have shut the entire thing down after realizing the fandom was associating everything with Luke.

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August 15. After giving the fandom 48 hours to process “Bless the Telephone,” Nicola posted to her Instagram grid, “Very demure, very mindful.” In my opinion, Nicola was acknowledging that her recent posts (ahem, “Bless the Telephone”) were intentional, and she was aware of how they were being taken by the fandom (ahem, that they were for Luke).

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August 15. JVN posted to their TikTok account “Slick Back Bun.” Hands down a fan favorite moment with JVN. “Sometimes I just need a very demure slick back bun…I don’t do my slick back bun like all the other girls. Here I’ll show you how to do it…I’m just going to take the hair and twist it around itself, so I just have a little cinnamon roll bun…” Do I need to elaborate on this one? Seriously, do I? Slick back bun – Antonia – yeah, okay, got it, we’re still going knives out on Antonia. If you haven’t watched this, it is still on JVN’s TikTok and Instagram grid. It was clever how “demure” JVN and Nicola were being that day.

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August 16. Nicola posted another song to her Instagram stories. This time it was Clairo’s “Juna.” It was not just a sweet, romantic song; it was full on sexy. “You make me wanna try on feminine; you make me wanna go buy a new dress; you make me wanna slip off a new dress…With you, there’s no pretending.” Alright, alright, enough! Wait – no, no – come back! I didn’t mean it! Please, please bring back your music to Instagram, Nicola!

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At this point, in my opinion, Chaos Week ended; however, I’m going to reference one more log entry mainly because, if I don’t, it will get overlooked in the small gap between Chaos Week and when the Jakolas enter the picture on August 25 (see “Entry 8 – The One About the Adjacent of Convenience” for that side show).

August 22. Nicola posted the picture of Luke and herself from Bridgerton Season 3 to her Instagram grid. And, no, I do not consider this to be a “Polin” picture. The picture appeared to be an alternative version of the polaroid Nicola carried with her throughout the World Tour. She captioned the post, “I thought I’d already shared this but I hadn’t so here you go now it’s all yours.” She also shared this in her stories and captioned that “with the lovliest pal a gal could have” and tagged Luke’s crotch. The story would disappear after 24 hours, but the post itself is still on Nicola’s Instagram grid. This post can be taken in several ways, depending on your mood. Was she friendzoning Luke because she used the word “pal” in her Instagram story? No, I don’t think she was. The “lov[e]liest pal?” That’s about as confusing as their “unique relationship.” Was she telling the fandom to support Luke because she supported Luke (i.e., stop hating on him)? Yeah, probably. Was she telling the fandom that she thought she’d already made it very clear that everything she had been posting was about Luke? Yes, I believe this to be the most reasonable answer, especially when you consider her previous posts. The reality is, that man fills a hefty chunk of her Instagram grid – and not dressed like Colin Bridgerton. But, I also believe that this post may have been a preemptive strike against the narrative that would surface three days later on August 25. It’s entirely possible Nicola knew that the pap pictures of Jake at the festival would be released by DeuxMoi (after all, it took DeuxMois over a week to release them), and Nicola was reminding fans that her narrative involved Luke. Note, that Nicola would repeat this in October when she and Luke simultaneously posted their “Polin” picture to their Instagram stories, which was followed a few days later by DeuxMoi dropping pap pictures of Nicola and Jake.

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Oh, a few honorable mentions post-August 22: (a) Nicola posted a picture from her Stylist Magazine photoshoot – the one from the back seat of a car (i.e., the “modern day carriage”) on August 23; (b) Luke posted about how he only had an Instagram account on August 24; and (c) JVN posted his “two finger” hair straightening demo on TikTok on August 25 (yes, I only listed these honorable mentions to get to JVN’s “two finger” demo because that was some laugh-out-loud funny shit – and it’s literally on the heels of Nicola’s “modern day carriage”).

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August 25. What in the hot fucking kittens is that? Well, thank God, it’s not an iceberg this time. Whoa, they didn’t just pull that Non-Player Character from that group of guys and name a ship after him, did they? Hahaha, dumbasses. Oh, shit! It’s coming straight for us!

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End Log.

Well, how was Chaos Week? Did you have a good time? I’m honestly friggin’ exhausted. Seriously, even just writing all that down was exhausting. Like, my brain is fried. Oh, yeah, feel free to ignore that part at the end of our log. That shit happens every time the Lukolas are given a bit of fun. You’ll get used to it.

I took you on this excursion through Chaos Week today because I believe it is important to develop an opinion about what happened before and after Hot Boy Summer, especially if we’re going to theorize on it at a later point. And, as I mentioned earlier, the before played out in front of our eyes and the after, well, if we have the information available, why not peek in its direction? It’s almost like reading a book from back to front.

There are three things that happened during Chaos Week that have kept my feet firmly planted on the USS Lukola. One, Nicola wearing the “Drink Your Milk” shirt, alluding to the still uncorrected perception that it was Luke’s shirt. Two, “Bless the Telephone.” We started Hot Boy Summer with The Frames singing, “I’m gonna wait for you…” and ended it with Labi Siffre answering, “It’s nice to hear your voice again…” And, three, Nicola posting “Very demure, very mindful,” confirming – in my opinion – that she was very conscious of what her posts were telling the fandom – i.e., that they were for Luke.

But, as I was sitting here typing out my thoughts about Chaos Week, I found myself – oh, no, word vomit! – annoyed.

Yes, annoyed.

It’s not Chaos Week itself that has left me feeling annoyed. That was one hell of a “Bridgerton Ride.” It’s that Chaos Week set in motion this predictable pattern which solidified my opinion that “Lukolas can’t have nice things.” Seriously, we can’t have nice things because something always comes in and fucks it up.

You know how I mentioned at the beginning of this post that Luke’s return to London was the “blip-blip” that led to Chaos Week? Luke was the “cause” and Chaos Week was the “effect.” Well, Chaos Week was the “blip-blip” that led to the current state of the fandom. We now have three ships – the Lukola, the Jakola, and the Lutonia – sailing the Fandom Sea, and every time the Lukola finds itself flying high, it gets hijacked by one or both of those motherfucking side ships.

Every.

Single.

Time.

Somewhere in this hot mess, the chaos that originated from Nicola’s August social media spree found order! In fact, we’ve fallen into such a predictable pattern of events that the ebb and flow of the sideshow antics barely “blip” our radar these days. When bullshit starts bullshitting, I just breathe a deep sigh of unadulterated annoyance and think, “I’m so over this shit.” Honestly, I’m getting the vibe that many of us are over this shit. We’re not playing Scrabble anymore. We’re playing that never-ending game of Risk.

Sometimes I wonder if the fandom would have been better off if Chaos Week had never happened. That Pandora’s Box had never been opened and that the fandom had simply allowed the USS Lukola to sail off into the sunset. But, then I think about the people I have met along the way. The Ones that have made me laugh until my stomach hurts. The Ones with whom I’ve gone so far down a rabbit hole we’ve come out on the other side as different people. The Ones that I’ve rescued from the riptide. And, the Ones that have stopped me from rowing my dinghy to shore (because, yes, I’ve had rough days, too). You all know who you are.

So, I find myself putting up with the day-to-day humdrum of the Life of a Lukola, chatting with the people I now consider my friends, and waiting.

Waiting for something different to happen. A disruption to the current cycle. A new kind of chaos – preferably, the kind that mortally wounds the Jakola and Lutonia love triangles and finally allows the Lukolas to have (and keep) nice things.

But, in the meantime, I am still sitting here – listening for that quiet but distinct sound – but also contemplating knocking the Risk board off the table.

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#lukola #luke newton #nicola coughlan #my thoughts #my opinion #speculation only #my mood

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weebsinstash · 11 months ago

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Hi I’ve been watching Hazbin Hotel and I found your blog which is amazing by the way , and I was wondering what are your thoughts on yandere Alastor ?

Thanks babe! ^^ so i was discussing this with someone recently and, to avoid doing that thing where I have too any concepts on the same post, I'm going to stick with a specific idea I've had of him recently which I will call "canon accurate yandere Alastor"

imma be honest and say this version would fucking suck depending on your preferences because he

-doesn't love you romantically and doesn't let YOU date

-doesn't wanna fuck you either AND DOESN'T LET YOU FUCK ANYONE ELSE EITHER

-probably does not consider you an equal by any means, like he considers you a good friend and you're charming and lovely and whatever, but he sees you like.... you'd be puking into a trashcan and he's the one holding your hair back, "now see my dear, this is why you shouldn't go out drinking without a proper escort~" like there's a vague layer of condescension and there's a huge massive power balance and experience balance between you two

Like. He's. He's kind of condescendingly cunty to you, he's vaguely looking at you with the energy of "MacKenzie oh my gosh MacKenzie you're so drunk, you're wasted, oh my god let me drive you home, no girl I'm taking your keys, you're too--" like do you get what I mean? He's a traditional gentleman and he comes along and uh, he thinks he sees this raw potential and charm inside of you that he thinks is being wasted by your modern lifestyle which can literally include

- your diet

-your tech use or what you use from day to day

- how you dress

-how you TALK

-how you spend your time

-who you hang out with

Just picture he meets you, you catch his eye, maybe you're at the hotel, and he's entertained by your sarcastic witty replies to his antics that maybe even get a chuckle out of him. You're a spitfire and he likes that!

.... and then the next time he sees you you're like vaping weed from a pen, looking at him with half lidded eyes, playing a game on your phone, too scattered to fully hold a conversation with him, to focus, to be as entertaining to him as before, and he's grinding the teeth in his smile, "oh no, this won't do at all", especially when he sees negative affects such maybe you're watching things he doesn't approve of or you're being harassed idk

I feel like since Alastor canonically drinks and is quite a heavyweight apparently, he wouldn't mind his darling drinking, but he would definitely control how much after a while. If you get too wasted in front of him too many times, he'll completely cut you off. Folks are you aware that getting too drunk can cause an alcohol induced panic attack that can literally take away your ability to move your hands and arms and make your mouth numb. I found this out recently :) whoops. And I feel like Alastor sees that shit and you'd have to EARN HIS TRUST for him to let you drink again and uh, I don't think that's possible

You're kind of like a bestie but you're also like a toy he's playing with and he doesn't like to share. He'll drag you away from doing other things with other people, especially if he doesn't approve of what you're doing and or with whom. He basically views you dating other people as lowering yourself to people who are beneath you and would only want you to give yourself to someone who deserves you, and he doesn't think ANYONE deserves you except him, and he DOESNT LIKE YOU THAT WAY so the man is just like FORCING CELIBACY ON YOU. Like have you ever seen videos of people taking their domesticated lovely groomed pets outdoors and like a stray or even wild animal version of it comes along to. Hump. And the owner is freaking out, "get the fuck AWAY I don't know where you've been" or at least Should? THAT'S Alastor watching 'other people trying to predate upon you' aka YOU trying to get laid or date

You'll be cooking something and he'll come up and try some without asking, "Hah! This is terrible!" and either watch you so he can tell you what he thinks you did wrong once the dish is finished or he takes over and asserts that he wants to show you to do it "the proper way!" and if you're female he potentially inserts a comment about how as a lovely lady you should know your way around a kitchen (in like a positive "I'll show you so you can know for yourself" way but like the underlying misogyny is there lol)

He'll take you out drinking and dancing but don't you dare let him catch you throwing it back or being mildly sexual, or he'll immediately tell you you've had too much to drink and take you home and you two spend the rest of the night like drinking tea listening to the radio, reading books, or watching old timey TV.

Lastly... I can absolutely see Alastor making some kind of deal with his darling for their soul. He CAN do that (and I think technically anyone in Hell can deal with souls, it's apparently part of the becoming an Overlord process). But I can just see him taking his darling's soul in exchange for anything, it might be really small, it might be really important, but he sees it as safeguarding your beautiful lovely little soul from anyone else who might take it. It truly is like THE HIGHEST FORM OF OWNING YOU, CONTROLLING YOU. It's all according to whatever is in the deal, but I'm sure there's other basic caveats you get... like him being able to summon you at will if you agree to it so he's randomly yanking you away from other people or tracking you when he doesn't know when you are.... or restraining you so you stop running away from him and running out on the town to act so... vulgar

#yandere hellaverse #yandere x reader #yandere hazbin hotel #alastor x reader #yandere alastor #hh #sinprompts #i miss using italics :( tumblr mobile has made using italics a nightmare

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lasnevadaslaborunion · 10 months ago

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I've been drifting away from both Tumblr and MCYT for a while now. This was the nail in the coffin.

I have another blog for art, and a third for other fandoms, but I doubt I will use either as often as I used LNLU. There's never been a community I've connected with quite so deeply as this one. Your creativity, passion, and kindness carried me through awful times far more than any individual creator could. It was not all rainbows and unicorns. It ripped open some old wounds, and left some new ones as well. But I want to carry forward the good things. I'm in touch with most of my friends on other platforms. If I've missed you, feel free to message and ask for my Discord.

A few final words, though.

We can never fully know what these creators are like when they're off-screen. What we see is a carefully curated picture of who they are, with flaws either scrubbed away or humorously exaggerated to the point of dismissal. Being aware of this does not mean assuming the worst. It means being realistic. When the people who truly know them become vulnerable by sharing the truth, believe them.

Be cautious of stereotypes. Anyone can be a victim or a perpetrator. If abusers could all be easily recognized at a cursory glance, if the signs were only a simple checklist of traits and deeds, if they were all so obviously monstrous that only a fool could have ever admired them - then far fewer of these people would get away with doing what they do.

They might be charming, attractive, thoughtful, intelligent, or funny.

They might only commit "minor" abuses, the kind that by themselves seem not to count but when taken together will wear you down.

They might blame you for what they do, claiming that you gave them no choice, or using your own symptoms and mistakes against you.

They might not realize that their behavior is abusive, or they might attribute it to other issues they may deal with.

They might apologize profusely and promise to be the sweetest person in the world for you, never to genuinely change.

They might degrade themselves, saying it's "just the type of person they are," and expect you - the one they hurt - to relieve them of their guilt.

They might be victims of something or someone else, too. They might truly be suffering.

But none of that makes your suffering acceptable.

If someone belittles, insults, pressures, screams at, willfully crosses boundaries, lies to, guilt-trips, or mentally, physically, or sexually harms you or someone you care about, there is never any obligation to accept that treatment. No matter what real or imagined position over you they might have, no matter what's going on in their life or in their brain, no one has the right to abuse their power like that. They are wrong.

Anyone who tells you otherwise is wrong, too.

And to other survivors of abuse: it wasn't your fault, you deserve better, you are stronger than you know, your worth never depended on them, and you will heal with time.

Goodbye from LNLU. I love you all.

#tw abuse #important

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lover-of-mine · 4 months ago

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Okay, so, I'm fully aware of the platform I accidentally created with the whole network, and I love being the place people come for information and a good laugh about the madness. But I am a person. I am also only one person. I get a whole lot of asks in a day, I try to answer as many as I can but sometimes my life gets in the way and sometimes the things I'm getting kill my vibe and make me less inclined to sit through my inbox for hours. I filter as much as I can, sometimes the sheer volume of asks filter things too. I'm just the messenger. I'm not gonna let you use me to rage bait because I'm the one who takes the heat for it. Is my name attached to the asks. I don't condone with what's been happening, the blogs who take things too far or whoever it was who wrote that fic. I don't know who wrote it, if it was an angry buddie shipper or a disturbed bucktommy one or someone outside of the mess who wants to have fun putting us against each other, but I know that I don't want anything to do with that individual or individuals. But to act like they somehow speak for the whole buddie fandom is messed up. To expect every buddie fan to public denounce them is messed up. Unfortunately, there has always been fucked up fics posted to ao3. Are we gonna chase down everyone who wrote fics where Chim is abusive towards Maddie, or where Eddie is Buck's Doug, or the very disturbing Ana bashing fics that include shit ranging from her kidnapping Chris to her raping Buck too then? We've seen a bt shipper say that Eddie should kill himself because Ryan's experience would make the scene realistic, but I never expected anyone to apologize for her behavior because I know she's not the norm and she's the only one responsible for the shit she says. No one here speaks for anyone. But dissecting why a character acts the way he does when he has a canon past of bigotry does not give anyone the right to say that the only reason something disturbing is happening is because I said something mean about Tommy. That fic is fucked up. But the only person responsible for it is whoever wrote it. If I knew who that was, trust me, I would be putting them on blast, but I don't. Some of you need to get off your high horse. No one can control fandom, and a witch hunt just because someone found a burner account that may or may not be responsible for shit and attacking everyone because they are being followed by them is not it. It's not gonna solve anything. To try and make anyone who said something negative about Tommy responsible is not it. I'm a real person. I know y'all only see a hockey player's picture and a 5sos song url, but I'm a person. I am not a newspaper and I'm also not the spokesperson for the buddie fandom who needs to make a statement about these awful things happening. I'm not the one creating the unsafe space. My shit is properly tagged, I stay in my blog, I don't go chasing people I don't agree with just to pick a fight. But y'all do love dragging me into shit I have nothing to do with. What happened is fucked but can we stop blaming the whole fandom for the actions of a very small portion of it?

#911 #thoughts thoughts thoughts #tw suicide mention

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engeorged · 2 years ago

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Aster's Maze

Follow up to Obi's Place, Santa’s Otto and The Sugarman’s House

Art by @badoobers

Words by @engeorged

I know it’s been over a year since I posted, but it’s been quite a journey for me. One I’m not even sure if I’m ready to talk about. The encounter with Obi changed me somehow and I’m not the same person I was. I can’t quite seem to settle anywhere for very long any more. I feel restless, and to be blunt, like I’m not quite fully present wherever I am. My mind is always in a different place?

Let me go right back. By now, you’ve probably read about my encounter at Obi’s place. I’m not gonna lie, I was a wreck for a few days. It was like a hangover meets a sausage casing? The amount of food he’d packed in me took days to digest. I was swollen for 72 hours, not really able to do anything but sleep and go to the toilet. (I’ll spare you the details although I’m aware a few of you out there will want them you dirty bastards!!) I didn’t check my messages the whole time but after my last post, a lot of you had reached out to me. Turns out there’s quite a few of these guys around and they don’t fuck about! The pictures you all sent me were quite eye opening! (That's maybe for another post!)

The whole thing felt like a dream, but on reflection I realised it was a pretty good dream. I hate to admit it, but being able to eat that much food was quite a turn on. I tried for months to find him again and ask what he did to me. I’ve not been able to repeat it by myself, and trust me, I’ve tried. I can’t really even eat half of what he put into me. Every few weeks I would sit down in a restaurant or a buffet place and just block the afternoon out and eat as much as I could to see what would happen. Now I’m a big guy (and getting bigger!) and I could probably out eat most people if it came down to it but there’s just no way I can get as full as I did that morning. My belly is definitely increasing in size and capacity but still, without whatever magic he was using I can’t do it again.

To cut a long story short, I ended up travelling. The few stories you sent me (that weren’t totally nuts) were fascinating, but from all over the world. I’ve been searching for trolls in Norway, piscies in the UK, dragons in china, tikoloshes in Africa. Nothing! Not a single bite. I was starting to believe that maybe it was a hallucination from being so over tired. Maybe the stripes on the road had hypnotised me as I drove or something.

I’m currently living in Greece for a bit. I’ve pretty much run out and so I found a casual labour job on a building site in Greece. It’s a bit of a shit show to be honest, but all I have to do is turn up and lay bricks for a few hours in the afternoon and I get paid! The extra bit of timber I’d put on means I break a sweat the second I get up, as even though it’s early autumn, here it’s still 24 degrees by midday!

It was coming up to lunch time on the site when I started feeling a bit faint. I realised I’d not had anything to drink for a few hours and I was super dehydrated. I grabbed my water bottle and when lifted to my lips, only a few drips came out, so I had a scan of the area and saw a guy with a cart selling gyros and beers. Usually the street food was pretty good around here so I headed over, still wearing my tight high viz vest. As I got close to the stand I started to realise how hot the guy was selling them, now I’m newly ‘out’ and so I don’t still fully know what my type is but I can tell you reader, this guy was everyone’s type. He was stacked, his arms were like ripe watermelons and as I got close I realised how huge he was. I’ve told you I’m 6’5, but this guy towered over me. He must have been 7 feet easily. His hair was everywhere and he had this crazy medallion around his neck with a symbol on it I recognised from somewhere.

Now, I know my story has ended up on some niche websites and blogs, so I know what you pervs are all waiting for. So here it is. His gut was potentially the hottest thing I have ever seen. It was huge. He was so tall it was practically oval. Firm and round and pushing against the buttons in his shirt. It was like he wasn’t even tempted to hide it. In fact, as I approached, he lifted his arms above his head to stretch which meant that there was a good three or four inches of furry dome poking out from underneath. He looked as stuffed as I was at Obi’s. As I got nearer I started to regret my decision to go over. I must have looked like an absolute state. I was wearing my battered work jeans and fluorescent jacket, covered in brick dust and sweat and I absolutely stank. A 280 lbs slab of man like me working in 30 degree heat is a recipe for funk, and I was dripping with it. He looked up and saw me so there was no going back, I committed and walked up trying to look cool. Something about him made me want to melt into a puddle. I said ‘Yasass’ in my best Greek accent and he replied with a bass filled ‘Hello, how can I help you’ in perfect English. His accent was vaguely British with a hint of Greek overlayed. The rumble of his voice made something shift inside me. I think I was in love.

I ordered two beers and paid him. Lifting it to my lips, thirst took over and downed one on the spot. I didn’t really want to leave, I wanted to try and get his number or something. I downed the second beer and I could see it must have impressed him as he leant forward in his cart and offered me another. I ordered two and offered him one which he took. We stood chatting about the weather and what I was up to and as we chatted he started putting together a huge gyro full of amazing smelling meat. There was a hint of salad at the bottom but the thing was packed as tight as his shirt. He wrapped it up with his strong hands and offered it to me. I took it immediately and took a big bite, within minutes the thing had gone. It was the best tasting thing I’d ever had. When I finished I realised he’d just been watching me eat it, not saying anything. His dark eyes focussed on me making me feel very seen. He had very keen eyes that looked deep into my soul. (I know how pretentious that sounds, don't worry, but you’ll see I’m right in a minute!)

I jokingly said I could eat another one and before I’d finished my sentence he had one there in his large paw! I won’t bore you with the details because there will be a lot more later but suffice to say I ate 3 of his huge gyros. I was substantially full, my own belly was beginning to push out against my work clothes and I’m pretty sure I lost a button I offered to pay but he wouldn’t take it. He just said he’d see me again. I went back to work on the site very full and very horny!

I stopped by for lunch every day for the next week and a half. In the evenings I discovered he owned a small but very cool restaurant bar selling the same food but with the addition of a whole selection of spirits and cocktails. It was a full two weeks before I plucked up the courage to ask him out. There was just something about him that drew me in. Reflecting back I don’t know if we actually spoke about much. Even now I know very little about him. All I remember is his huge belly, round and tight, every day staring at me. Perfection in a fursuit. I remember that he had a few piercings. The medallion round his neck had chains coming off it connecting to nipple piercings. He also had a heavy gold nose ring, which, if I wasn’t thinking with my dick, might have been a bit of a clue. I was looking out for whatever Obi was, not whatever he was. And is, I guess?

On reflection, and with what I know now, he was strategically increasing my already substantial belly capacity for the game. (More on that later) Every meal, he would give me a little bit more food. A bag of stuffed vine leaves here, some baklava there, extra meat in the wrap, a special sauce, larger wraps. Before I knew it I was eating 6 of his gyros twice a day with whatever accompaniments he palmed off on me that day. Every evening I would spend bloated and swollen, nursing my aching stomach whilst thinking of Aster. (Oh I forgot, one thing I did get out of him was his name) I guess I should add that I didn’t twig what was happening in case that’s not obvious. I was bewitched by everything about him to the point where I didn’t realise he was testing me out for something much bigger.

A few weeks in I had a penny drop moment, I’d just finished my 6th evening gyro and he was making me one more to finish me off. My belly was huge, packed with the supply of food he’d been encouraging me to eat. I was wearing a now painted-on shirt and I was standing in the street at 5pm obediently stuffing myself silly with his street food. I’d gone past full a few gyros ago and it was now simply pushing and stretching my stomach more and more. The feeling of the stretch (as some of you probably know) is exquisite. I’d experienced it fully with Obi and I’d been chasing that feeling all over the world to get to that place of total engorged capacity and it dawned on me suddenly I was there again. Something about that day made me realise I'd met another one of these creatures. Aster wasn’t human.

I swallowed down my last bite and took the next one from his massive hairy hand. I looked at him properly for maybe the first time. Looking past my own lust and attraction and I saw that he wasn’t quite ‘right’. His hair was shaped in such a way that hair didn’t really grow. His side burns were much more than a side beard and that ring in his nose was huge because his nose was so large and flat. And his belly! No human belly would ever be that size and rounded shape when it was that big. It would be sagging down over his belt, not sitting proudly on top of it defying gravity. I started eating the food he’d made me and asked him outright. ‘Who are you?’ He looked me in the eye and said with a slightly crooked grin ‘Obi said you could eat.’

I stood back aghast. He was one of them. I had so many questions. But before I could ask any of them he started packing up his cart. I found myself rooted to the spot while he packed away. I literally couldn’t move. As he grabbed the handles he turned to me and put his large hand on top of my distended stomach and winked. And that’s when I saw it. The little purple twinkle in his eye. With that, he was gone and I was finally able to move. The fullness I was not noticing yet hit me and I nearly sat down on the pavement where I stood but I managed to pull myself together and make it back to the site where I did very little work. He’d fed me as much as Obi had done but without me noticing. And I let him!

I could hardly wait for opening time at the restaurant that evening. Still full from lunch, I wasn’t sure whether I wanted to ask him out or just demand some answers. When I saw him behind the bar, cleaning a glass with a tea towel I knew what I wanted. I marched right up to the counter but before I had a chance to speak he pulled out a single purple rose which he handed me. As I looked at him in the low light, I realised all his confidence had fallen away and he was genuinely a little nervous. Turns out he’d fallen for me too. He ended up asking me on a date. Who knew a 7 foot tall Minotaur would be such a hopeless romantic. (Yeah I just dropped that in. I didn’t know how else to say it really! It is what it is?) He told me that he finished around midnight but that he had somewhere he wanted to take me and would that be alright. I agreed, obviously! And parked myself on a table by the window to wait for him.

Even though the restaurant was pretty busy, he found time to be quite attentive. Every hour he brought me another rose and a plate of something to eat. By the time it was midnight I had a vase full of flowers and a belly full of Greek food! Bear in mind I was stuffed from lunch and I arrived at the restaurant at 6. So do the math to work out how full I currently am. That’s important for the rest of the story! As the final customers left I watched as he whipped round the place lifting the chairs and sweeping up as fast as he could. It was kind of cute to see how keen he was. When it was all done he explained to me that he wanted to take me somewhere that was special to him, somewhere he thought I would enjoy. He looked a little sheepish but I agreed. We walked through town (slowly I might add, I was basically round at this point) as he held my hand. Not many people can make me feel small but walking around holding this giant's hand was quite humbling. At this point I think my belly was bigger than his but he was still over half a foot taller than me. Being near him calmed my stomach too. It was like I was just pleasantly full when I was near him, not dangerously packed to bursting. We chatted a little bit but we mainly walked in silence, happy in each other's company.

We arrived at a sort of park on the edge of town. There were a few ruins we walked past but we ended up at the edge of what looked like a small cave. In any other setting I would have run a mile but he has been so tender with me I just felt super safe. In the moonlight, at the edge of the cave we stood looking into each other's eyes. He slowly leant in to kiss me and I let him. As he leant back I felt myself rooted to the spot again unable to move. He started walking backwards into the cave and as the dark consumed him he winked again and beckoned me to follow him. After a minute the effects of whatever it was wore off and I was able to slowly walk into the cave. After a few steps I discovered that it was lit all along by torches and it started to become more of a corridor. There was no sign of Aster but I carried on into the maze. As I walked I felt a little rumble in my stomach. I brushed it off as just digestion starting and kept going. After a few turns it saw a few petals in the ground. The massive softie had left me a trail to follow.

Eventually, I came across a small recess in the wall with a little table set into it and a candle. I sat down on one of the chairs and Aster emerged from out of the darkness with two heavy cloched plates. He sat down and put the plates in front of us. He pulled the cloches off to reveal a sizeable plate of oysters. I smiled and he smiled back. I found myself inexplicably hungry and went to take my first one, but he leant over and stopped me. He picked up a large oyster and lifted it to my lips. I smiled and opened my mouth and titled my head back. If I’m totally honest I’ve never eaten oysters before but I’d seen it in films. I knew I was supposed to swallow them whole so fortunately I didn’t make a tit of myself. I don’t know if you’ve had them before but I’m not gonna lie, they taste good but they are like swallowing snot! Being fed them was hot though! Knowing I had the full attention of this slab of man was really doing it for me! He fed me a few and then sat back and I did the same for him! Watching his heavy Adam's Apple bob up and down as he swallowed was a surprising new kink I discovered in that cave!

Suffice to say, it was like time worked differently in that cave. We’d only been there a few minutes and there were a fair few oysters on each of our plates. Maybe 3 dozen each? They didn’t really take long to eat but it felt like we were there for hours. I wasn’t counting the oysters but by the time we’d cleared the plates, my belly had advanced quite a way. Like way more than a few dozen oysters would have done. It was still tight and round but it was a lot bigger and heavier. It appeared that my tank top had ripped at the edges and so I just took it off. Even though we were underground it wasn’t cold so I was happy in just my jeans.

I looked at Aster and he had the biggest grin on his face. His own belly was beginning to blow out from our oyster binge. I could see even more of his substantial furry belly pushing out from his shirt. I wasn’t sure if he looked taller at that point? Everything about him was larger in some way and he was meatier and hairier too. (Yes every part of him was bigger. I won’t say more than that!) He was absentmindedly rubbing the underneath of his belly curve as he watched me readjust to my new bloated mass. His eyes were both kind and predatory at the same time. We stood there for a little while admiring one another until he winked and shimmered like Obi used to. With that he was gone and the chase was back on. I lumbered on further into the maze of tunnels, my swollen midsection slowing me down considerably. The path twisted and turned as I was led deeper in.

I couldn’t tell you how long it was until I found him. At first, I began to hear running water and so, for want of any other clues, I followed the noise. The walls of the maze were beginning to look less constructed by human hands and more cave-like, I guess? Stone bricks giving way to actual stone. I even thought I saw a few flashes of gemstones here and there but I was more interested in my next meal. Even though I must have eaten a week's worth of food so far, I was still inexplicably hungry. I don’t know if I can describe how it felt. My insides felt packed full. Like totally solid. There was very little give to my belly. And yet I knew I wanted more. Actually I needed more. The stretched feeling I have when I’m around these guys is something I’ve never experienced before.

Eventually, the water got louder and louder until I walked through a stone archway and found myself in a cavernous expanse. The sound of water turned out to be an underground waterfall, the water cascading down into a piercing blue lagoon. The ceiling was lit with some sort of glowing insects which were making a melodic rhythmic chirping sound. I searched around the expanse until I found him. He was sitting with his legs in the water next to a fire where he seemed to be grilling fish. It was the first time I’d seen his legs and they were indeed as you would imagine them to be. Covered in thick black hair. I couldn’t see his feet as they were in the water but I am guessing he didn’t have five toes at this point. It seemed that he was becoming more of his true self the closer we got to the centre. I made my way round and joined him sitting by the water. It was one of the most beautiful places I’d ever been. We sat there for a few moments in silence. Enjoying the beauty. I realised after a while that he was holding my hand. He turned his attention to the fire and pulled out a perfectly grilled fish which he placed next to himself and he began to break off pieces of the succulent meat and began feeding it to me. The fish melted in my mouth. It was so succulent and tender. I ate the whole thing quickly and he brought a second fish over and put his hands back on the floor as a signal for me to feed him. I obliged, tenderly placing it into his mouth. We did this for a while until all the fish he was cooking had gone. He leant forward and I thought he was going to kiss me again but instead he plunged his hand into the water and pulled out more fish. I’m no expert but I know one of them was a Salmon, and a pretty big one at that. And I think there was a rainbow trout and something else sort of blue? We carried on eating and cooking and eating and cooking for hours. The time weirdness means I have no idea how long we were there or how many I ate at this point, but looking at the both of us we were both much bigger. I don’t know if it’s part of the atmosphere or I genuinely ate that much but there it was. My own belly was enormous. Way bigger than I had been in the diner. His gut was spectacular. Round and hairy and now totally free from his shirt. Bear in mind he was nearly 8 feet at this point.

He reached over and tenderly began to massage my own swollen stomach. His hands, surprisingly gentle, but firm. I closed my eyes and relaxed and basically let him do what he wanted to me. All of my senses seemed to be heightened, every little touch was like a wave of ecstasy flowing across my skin. His smell was heady, strong and potent and filling my nostrils. Eventually, I realised he’d gone but I stayed there for a little while longer. Partly because it was so beautiful but also partly because I could hardly move.

I pulled myself to my feet, hauling my cantilevered belly up. It was still self supporting and jutting straight out from me into the air. I wished there was a mirror somewhere so I could have seen it properly. I saw an opening in the wall near the waterfall so I followed it through into a darker and more narrow part of the maze. The walls were closer than before and there were a few parts where I was worried I might not get through with my newly ballooned gut. After a while I started to smell the aromatic smell of cooking pork which made me instantly hungry again. I followed the smell and found three doors with a riddle written above it. I can’t remember the riddle but it was something about liars and guessing the way. You can probably guess that I’m not the smartest guy, I’m not dumb, but when it comes to stuff like riddles I’m out. My belly was rumbling loud at this point too so I was distracted. I decided to just listen at each of the doors. Door one I could hear a whistling noise which I reckoned was some sort of drop. Door two was a distinct growling snore. Although Aster was super stuffed I was pretty sure it wasn’t him asleep, and having met some of these guys I’m pretty sure it wasn’t a cute teddy bear behind there! I approached door three and had a listen. I could just about hear a sizzling sound and with the smell of pork I couldn’t handle it so I threw the door open. I wasn’t disappointed!

The room was a small stone cell with a fire pit sunk in the bottom. On top of it was a decently sized pig on a spit. I couldn’t see Aster so I stepped in gingerly. The door closed behind me and as I turned it dissolved into the wall. There was no way out. I stepped into the room and looked into the shadows at the edges. And there he was, taller than ever. As he stepped out into the light of the fire I could see he’d changed more. The first thing I noticed were the horns that had now sprouted from the top of his head. They weren’t massive but they were slightly curved and protruding from his thicker hair. The hair wasn’t just thicker on his head either. He’d now taken off his shirt and I could see the extent of it. He was pretty much covered in thick black hair all over his arms and sides. Virtually the only skin visible was across his bloated sphere of a belly. And that had a decent covering all along the bottom of the curve stretching up to a thick happy trail that snaked up to his hairy pierced pecs. The thick gold chain connects to his medallion.

He spoke with a deep gravelly voice that I could literally feel in my feet. He told me under no circumstances was there to be any pork left before we left this place. Under any other situation I would have laughed. The pig had to be 200 lbs of meat. That would literally have taken any normal person a few weeks to eat. But here, with him, I knew right there that we would do it. I was apprehensive to think about how much my stomach would distend after that but I knew that whatever this place was it would be ok. I walked up to him and put my hands firmly on the sides of his thick belly and looked up. He looked down at me and bent his head to kiss me on the lips again. I smiled and sighed with contentment. Something special was about to happen.

He pulled back and handed me a sharp knife, and took out one of his own and cut a slab of meat. The juices were rubbing down his arm. He pulled off the crackling and greedily began to eat it, crunching and swallowing it down. He offered me the meat and I eagerly opened my mouth to receive it. It tasted even better than it smelt and within minutes the whole slab had disappeared into me. We continued to feed one another the pork for a while, taking it in turns to slice off large chunks of flesh and sharing the delicious meat. We were soon covered in the stuff, our bellies continuing their rapid expansions. As we progressed, instead of slowing down we began to speed up. We even abandoned the knives and took to simply ripping off our next portions and guzzling down our haul. He fed me and I fed him and we ate ourselves. The boundaries of reality slipped away as we gorged on the meal together. (Yes I know that sounded a bit twatty but that’s how it felt. How many pigs have you shared with a fucking Minotaur?)

We didn’t take any breaks in our gluttony, the pig simply ended up inside both of us. I’d guess Aster ate more, simply because he is a good few feet taller than me but I didn’t notice him actually eating more. By the time the pig was reduced to bones we were both insanely swollen. My own gut was packed so big I couldn’t see anything else when I looked down. The skin tightly stretched over the vast quality of food it held inside itself. If I thought for a second about how much food I contained I’m not sure my brain could handle it. I looked like someone had slipped an air compressor up my arse and turned it on for a good half an hour. Physics had to be different in there because there was no way I’d have been able to stand up without some supernatural help. Looking at Aster, he was the same. Comically swollen, his huge abdomen surrounded by a sea of hair. The only difference between us is that you could still see some of his muscle definition. The power and strength he contained was tangible when you looked at his animal-like frame.

Covered in grease and bits of food we sat back admiring each other's new size. I wanna keep the story a touch modest, but he was clearly aroused by our efforts. I won’t go into details because I never kiss and tell, but fuck me he was a big boy! I’m glad there was magic in the site because after what we did next I could have ended up in hospital!

After we had, erm, cuddled, we lay back with our heads next to one another. Our engorged stomachs stuck high into the air, solid and packed with food, unyielding in their size and volume. We stayed for a period of time and chatted about our lives. Aster clearly wasn’t wanting this to be a one off encounter. He was surprisingly affectionate and romantic for a half man half bull. He wanted to know all about me and my life and what my plans for the future were. It was such a tender moment I could have stayed there forever but Aster had one more plan up his sleeve. He pulled himself up easily and offered me a hand to help me up. I just about managed to get to my feet, helped by his superhuman strength I assume! Kissing me again he led me by the hand into the shadows where we found a new door. Fortunately, it was a double door as neither of us would have fit through anything smaller at this stage. We walked into a vast cavernous space. I didn’t think it was possible but it was even more beautiful than the underwater lagoon where we ate the fish. The glowing insects were back and this time other glowing creatures joined them. Small colourful lizards darted from rock to rock making patterns in the water that filled half the floor. Several smaller waterfalls fed this one, each framed by cascades of glowing plants with brightly shining flowers falling down. Alongside the water was a long banqueting table covered with food. There were golden bowls and plates full of oversized fruits and bread. Huge slabs of roasted meats and wheels of cheese. At the end there appeared a large ornately decorated cornucopia which seemed to be the source of the food. Aster led me to the table and sat us both down in large oversized thrones. We’d made it to the centre of the labyrinth!

As we sat down, our swollen bellies resting on our legs I realised he had plans to carry on eating. Whatever magic was present meant I definitely felt hungry but there was no way I could physically move to get the food. I was practically pinned down underneath the sheer ridiculous size of my own belly. I was about to say this to Aster when I heard something move in the water. I looked across to see six men emerge from the water. I say men, we both know they weren’t that. If I had to guess I would say they were some sort of water nymphs? They had a pale bluey green tinge to their skin which had a faint shimmer to it as well. They were lithe and incredibly beautiful, their muscles and sinews visible underneath their skin. Their tight shorts left very little to the imagination and their eyes looked as hungry as I felt. They were here to feed us.

I don’t know whether we were there for a few days or weeks or months. The food from the cornucopia kept coming and we kept eating. Non stop gorging, all enabled by the blue dudes. Their dexterous long fingers feeding us food and massaging our swelling bellies. We both ended up the size of trucks, our inhumanly swollen bellies stretching way past what was physically or morally possible.

At some point we were done and we were pushed or rolled to the edge of the water. I slipped in and sank heavily to the bottom. Whether I was magically able to breathe underwater or whether I somehow didn’t need to breathe, I’m not sure, but Aster and I were able to move freely under the water. We swam for a while through caverns and caves, snaking away from the maze. When we surfaced we found ourselves on a small island just off the coast of the town. Away from the magical influence of the labyrinth, Aster was back to his more human form and his belly was vastly reduced but still clearly swollen. I was the same, my belly was huge, but it at least was obeying the laws of physics. Again, I don’t want to make the story any more r-rated than it needs to be so let’s say we spent some time with each other there. We needed some time to digest and recover as well.

Friends, I don’t know whether what happened was a dream or some sort of vision, but I do know I’ve gained 50lbs in a few days. I have a very definite and prominent ball belly now, which I’m not unhappy about. I also have a new boyfriend. Unlike Obi, Aster was happy to stick around, so I do know that something happened. I don’t really want to ask too many questions from Aster because I don’t really mind if it was real or not. I know he’s here and I know we ate a shit ton of food and I know he’s not going anywhere

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shirefantasies · 3 months ago

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Clear As Mud- Ori x F!Reader

Gotta show my boy some love on this blog 😌 Warnings: some language, a suggestive joke

(Gif by @the-hobbit! Will take down if requested)

It was an absolutely lovely day for some bullshit. Nothing like you had been going through yourself, of course. For you had been traveling for weeks with this company of dwarves and yet the object of your affection had somehow not caught wise to it at all, and while you found that endearing, even from the most adorable dwarf you had ever met it could only be endured for so long.

Thus, taking matters into your own hands was the natural conclusion of it all. Nothing left to do but put the idea in Ori's head by a new means, means you couldn't help deviously smiling to yourself over. You could just picture the way his eyes would widen in wonder, jaw dropping in innocent awe, and it made your heart smile and skip a beat.

Wandering over to where the scribe had sat down, legs folded to hold his drawing pad up and hands, of course, scribbling away at the very same, you took a seat on the rock adjacent to his.

“You know, it still surprises me that Thorin has no interest in utilizing my services,” you remarked in mock-surprise, a hand resting beneath your chin, “Have you heard much about it?”

Ori’s attention snapped fully up from his drawing at that. “Services? We were supposed to be at yours! Perhaps he’s like me and he doesn’t know what you offer! What is it that he wants none of?”

Fighting a grin, you shrugged. “Not everyone takes stock in psychics. Don’t want to find anything out from foresight, I suppose. That can change things, for certain. Even just a fortune telling might be nice, though. Put him at ease, you understand.”

Sure enough, Ori’s eyes widened just as you pictured. Line cast, time to pull it in.

“I think I do! So you can read fortunes? And Thorin doesn’t want one? Who wouldn’t want one?”

His gloved hands spread in excitement, brown eyes positively glittering upon you, sending your heart leaping and lips smiling.

“You’ve got that exactly right,” you nodded, “No one’s wanted one yet. Maybe they indeed are not all aware.”

“Oh, do me! Do me!” Ori jittered, folding his pad completely shut and casing his charcoal. “Let me be the first- oh, Nori will be quite jealous!”

Your smile only grew at his pleased look. Shifting on your rock’s rough surface to find a more comfortable sector of your arse for it to dig into, you reached into the depths of your pockets for the props you’d prepared. You could make plenty a choice joke about his initial phrasing there, but when you had him so reeled there was no sense in risking scaring him off. Snickering and flushing to yourself would have to do.

Props you’d brought readied, you twisted the point of crystal a peddler had given you between your fingers, hopefully mysteriously.

“My focus. I will call upon it to channel my power,” you told Ori, eyelids fluttering shut and the fingers of your other hand drawing a swirl in the dirt with a feather you’d found between them.

“Do I need to do anything?” He asked, eyes still wide as he leaned forward on his rock.

“Take my hand,” you answered in a solemn voice, extending yours facing palm-up.

Complying immediately, Ori extended his and took yours firmly, sending thrilling sparks up your arm as the warmth of his gloves hit. His fingers were thick, strong as a dwarf’s were expected to be, but longer, nimbler than those of the rest. No wonder he was such a skilled artist. The sight of them upon yours was nice. Right. Quite right indeed.

You hummed for a moment before speaking again. “Your fortune is very…fortunate. Much luck coming your way, yes indeed. You’ll make it through this all, you know.”

Should you have felt guilty for saying something you didn’t truly know? You couldn’t, not when you knew you spoke it as a promise. As you lived and breathed you would let no harm come to Ori. And beside that, thus might he find his own courage. In fact…

To a smiling Ori you continued. “You will find your courage. I see it. And you will go on to great things. Perhaps even find your One. Your One, yes… It is faint, I grant, but I can see her. She loves to read.”

He grinned. “Just like me!”

And me, you thought with a smile of your own, you know that. “Big fan of a good cuppa, too, she’s got one in her hand. Lavender, it looks like. Good taste.”

“That’s your favorite, isn’t it?”

Humming, you nodded. “I’m beginning to make out something beyond the shadows. Colors. A complexion.”

Naturally, you described your own in as vague a terminology as you could manage. Her dress was your favorite color as well.

“Another vision. It appears she wields a staff.”

That, certainly, was the cherry on top of the bullshit pile, for you wielded the very same and surely Ori didn’t know that many young ladies who carried such. Or if he did, maybe you’d challenge them.

“You’ll have all the wealth you can want, too. Certainly comfort will be yours, Ori. You’re meant to be a great scribe, a piece of the history of your people.”

“Wow,” your beloved dwarf puffed out his chest a bit at that, suddenly looking adorably proud of himself, “You can really see all that? Tell me more about my One- when do I meet her?”

“You should know that when it happens. Or if it has already.” Biting your tongue, you subdued the frustration threatening to rise into your tone, working back into the mysterious rhythm you’d been using. “Search within your heart and you will surely find the answers it seeks.”

“I will,” Ori replied, big brown eyes wide, “I already am! Thank you.”

Your name, sweet as always upon his lips, brought your ‘reading’ to a close and Ori’s hands folding dreamily upon his pad as his eyes drifted up toward the rolling clouds. Leaving you wondering, should you leave him be? Should you-

Motion alerted the peripheries of your vision, shifting over the grey-blue backdrop of sky and the distant horizon of trees and mountains. Ori had moved his head. Ori was staring at you. Glancing back away, you pretended not to notice, focused instead on that beautiful sky, the point of peace amidst the chaotic weeks.

When the sound of your name cut through your introspection, though, you finally turned to look him head-on.

"Can-can I draw you?"

Head cocked. Still the brown-haired dwarf looked at you with an intense focus you'd never seen before, focus tempered only by the faintest of fear, as if you might hex him or else he was a rabbit looking into an enticing trap, thrilled but worried for his life.

A thrill of your own slid down your spine. "Of course you can! Do you want me to pose?" You joked, leaning forward with your head upon your folded hands.

"No, I just want to look at you like you are. If that's alright, of course!" Ori hastily amended, charcoal in hand once more.

Heart leaping, you nodded and smiled. "It is. Of course it is."

"You know," Ori leaned in closer, eyes narrowing and widening again, "I never realized it before."

"What's that?"

"The way the lines of your smile trace," he answered softly, the sound of charcoal running gently over paper overtaking the flushed silence that followed.

Ori had been hovering about you more of late. Talking to you that much more. You, in turn, had been wearing that many more smiles, though you'd started to suspect you needed to have another vision. Practiced it in reflections upon bathing streams, clutching your head and stumbling until it looked natural. Of course, it would also have to be just the two of you lest someone like Dwalin or Thorin or worse, Fili and Kili, call bullshit and never let you forget it again-

"Are you alright? Are you scrying or something?"

Starting, you whipped your head up and lowered the cup of tea you'd been inadvertently grimacing into, suddenly aware that Ori had called your name somewhere beneath the muting of your reverie.

"Uh, yes. Absolutely," you answered, "Scrying. It's a bit harder to do in tea, you know."

"Of course," Ori nodded with far too much understanding and focus, "Well, I won't bother you then, maybe later-"

You were at his side, cup totally abandoned on whatever rock had been your seat, before he could even finish dismissing himself. "Bother me? Hardly. Wasn't even a good vision. Just something about Thorin failing to catch a deer for dinner. Not exciting at all. What did you need?"

"Oh, really?" Ori brightened, posture perking up. "Well, I was just wondering if you'd like to take a walk with me."

"Absolutely," you said, following his lead.

Into the woods you strolled, path crunching softly beneath booted feet and breeze whistling pleasantly past ears and over hair. Ori’s sleeve fluttered against the bare skin of your hand. Fingers momentarily twitching, you just barely resisted the urge to reach out and take his hand, sighing inaudibly into the crisp rush of woodsy air surrounding you. Ori led you deeper until you emerged into a clearing, a smile appearing across your face at the way the sun filtered onto the verdant grass.

“You’ve probably seen what I’m about to say,” he told you sheepishly when your gaze returned to him, “You surely know.”

“No,” you replied, “I, er, cannot see all futures.”

“Well, I’m glad for that, then, in a way. At least you don’t have to stop me telling you how I feel.”

How he…

“I can’t stop thinking about your vision, after all. Of my One. I was pretty sure it was you, but… Well, I got scared. Scared what I was feeling was too good to be true. Not actually it. Or that yours was someone else. Well, I think it’s me, if that’s all right, and I really like you, if you don’t mind my saying so. I really do. I can make you happy. I will. Whatever it takes.”

Your eyes widened at the way he reached out and took your hands in his, peering so earnestly at you, that soft, innocent smile upon his lips. Your heart was shot from its hammering soar, however, by arrows of guilt… and humor. Near-manic humor bubbling up out of your chest as laughter, laughter painted half with joy and half with every momentary shock you felt.

"You do already. I thought the only way to convince you I might do the same was by pretending to be a clairvoyant," you admitted, grip on his hands tightening.

"You were faking it?"

"You weren't making a move!"

"You were so convincing!"

"Well," you grinned, "That's because I really do think I'm the one for you."

"You're lucky I agree," Ori shot back with a shake of his head, "Or else I- I'd..."

"You'd what? Get me back with some bullshit of your own?"

"Something like that," was all he replied before his lips were on yours.

Those thin blades of sunlight struck your cheeks and shoulders, warming you far less than the plush of a gentle kiss and the clutch of joined hands. Ori's sweet lips were everything you imagined, respectful, loving, not prodding but simply reveling in the taste of joy. You held him close as you separated, running a hand along his cheek as the fireworks of finally continued bursting through your illuminated chest.

"See?" It was Ori's turn to grin. "I wasn't afraid. Not this time."

"Clairvoyant or not," you told him, mirroring the love in his eyes tenfold, "I wouldn't have seen that coming."

"Guess we'll have to figure out the future together."

"Now that doesn't sound so bad."

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laurentidal · 4 months ago

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Ice Core Report ❄️ August 2024

Decided to do a little editorial check in at the end of each month. Most of you probably don't know that, while Lauren is my real first name, that my blog is actually named for a massive ice sheet that once lay over the place where I live (the Laurentide Ice Sheet). Thus, this is a report from my ice core.

#1 Story: Suggestion Box

This one was a huge surprise for me. It took off immediately, and I had not seen that coming. I'd had this image saved in my "had potential" folder for probably three weeks before I decided on how to tell the story. It went through an iteration where this was an ice skating rink, then it was a sandwich shop. I think one draft had a "five dollar footlong" joke in it. But ultimately I liked "arcade" the best.

#2 Story: Enjoy Your Stay

This was based on fun joking conversation I had with @hypno-potion and as the scaffolding we were joking about kept getting more elaborate I was like "No there is definitely something here." I'm glad you all agreed.

#3 Story: Kitty Pet Saga

I saw this picture and immediately knew what the story was going to be. Sometimes I see an image and think "There's something here if I look hard enough" and sometimes I see an image and a fully formed idea just jumps right out of it.

#4 Story: Oh My

This is a story I actually wrote quite some time ago for an old defunct website that never really got any foot traffic. I'm glad I brought it over, because it's one of my personal favorites. The only fauxcest story in the top five this month. That's one of those kinks I think I'm just going to have to accept that you guys aren't as into as I am (and I have the data to validate that claim).

#5 Story: Daughters and Suns

The only true repost from my old blog and the only part of a series in the top five this month. This series is my favorite thing I'm writing right now (though this entry isn't my favorite in the series). There's a lot more coming so I hope you're enjoying as much as I am.

Sunda Systems

We're half way through Season 1 of my Sunda Systems investigative mind control conspiracy story. Our investigator has made several contacts and visited the campus first-hand. She also might be starting to feel some effects from her various encounters, and her keen eye for detail is missing a few clues that are staring her right in the face. But I'm sure the date she's got lined up will give her some much needed relaxation.

Please please please share this story and feel free to get interactive with it! I've put some real effort into it and I've never written such a slow burn before. I'm enjoying the ride, and I've got some GOOD (I think) twists and turns coming. I think this format could be fun to play around with as an audience. Post your theories! I love seeing that folks are engaging with more than just the like button.

Update of Magics & Mesmerism

Some of you are aware that I'm working on an erotic mind control TTRPG called Magics & Mesmerism. I'm still plugging away. As we speak, I'm writing skills for the Innovator character class. As a treat, I'd like to share with you an except from the page on Hypnotic Foci:

General Thoughts

Every story in the top five this month is a FEMALE SUB story. Noted. I tend to favor that in my writing, too, which is interesting because I think Female Over Male stories are hotter, probably because of the subversion of expectations. I'm a slut for subversion of expectations.

I think that's everything. Love you all and I'm very excited for you to see what's coming in September. One of my favorites that I wrote comes out tomorrow, and on the 13th you'll be introduced to your first Force of Nature.

Till then, keep reading, keep messaging, keep asking, and if you're feeling generous, keep donating.

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winreyplace · 5 months ago

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Soulbonding is not just Spiritual/Metaphysical.

Disclaimer: I want to preface this by saying that I am not trying to deny anyone's experiences or invalidate different interpretations. I fully accept, support, and believe individuals about their soulbonding, whatever it may be. The following is more about the revisionism I've seen around what soulbonding is, what it originally meant, and how it's been used in the community since then.

For some years now, this post has been simmering inside of me, and I think it's finally time to let it loose. I've noticed that every time I go looking for resources and community around soulbonding on Tumblr, Discord, etc., there has been a heavy emphasis on soulbonding being a spiritual/metaphysical experience, which is not entirely the full picture. The fact is, there are multiple ways to approach soulbonding, and one such perspective is that of thoughtforms. Thoughtforms are psychological constructs that become real, autonomous, living entities through the power of creative imagination, conscious or subconscious intent, and the thoughts, feelings, and knowledge of the host. This type of soulbonding is the kind Mel and I practice, yet it is often overlooked and overshadowed within the modern remnants of the soulbonding community.

The exclusive focus on soulbonding as a spiritual phenomenon is not only revisionist of its original history, but it also may be excluding people who are already soulbonders (in a thoughtform way) and just don't know it or who would jump at the chance to love, connect with, and understand a character until they are alive. If we bring back the broadened definition of soulbonding that includes all experiences and perspectives, we have the potential to help the soulbonding community survive and thrive with a new crowd of selfshippers, creatives, immersive daydreamers, neurodivergents, and more!

The concept of soulbonding, though coined by Amanda Flowers in the Just for Writers mailing list, is a phenomenon which has long existed for writers and lovers of fiction: that fictional characters—when created, written about, and understood until the level of affinity—will often take on a mind of their own, "coming to life" inside the individual's head, and start interacting with them in a more direct capacity.

One study from the early 2000s referred to it as "The Illusion of Independent Agency" According to the study, 92% of the 219 participants reported that their fictional characters displayed varying levels of independence or autonomy in the author's mind, often without the conscious effort of the author. Another study conducted in 2014 surveyed 1,500 readers of fiction, with 19% of them mentioning experiencing the voices and personalities of characters staying in their minds long after finishing their stories. A quick search on the topic of "characters coming to life" shows writers and roleplayers, both of fanfiction and original fiction, sharing their experiences of characters seemingly telling their own stories or becoming "real" in their minds. Renowned authors such as Phillip Pullman, Cornelia Funke, the TERF who shall not be named, and so many more have also discussed their characters speaking to them or taking on a mind of their own as they write about them.

Now, I'm uncertain where interpreting soulbonding as a primarily spiritual phenomenon came from. I did find a few people initially involved in the JFW mailing list who were aware of and supported both spiritual and psychological theories. (It is worth noting, however, there were some regrets over calling it "soulbonding", for it implied a purely spiritual connotation when it was never meant to be strictly that.) Based on my research, I believe the main source of this misunderstanding of being a primarily metaphysical phenomenon is the description given by fictionkin.org, fromfiction, and the soulbonder Tumblr blog (all run by the same individual presenting themself as a pillar in the community) who seemed adamant on redefining soulbonding to mean being a channeller or medium of external entities.

Regardless of when spiritual soulbonding first got introduced, we psychological soulbonders have always been a part of this community from the beginning (arguably, we were the beginning), and we deserve to have our perspectives and ties to this community, this framework, this terminology, respected as much as any other kind of soulbonder. Please, if you discuss soulbonding, keep in mind the origins of this concept and strive to be inclusive of all interpretations and explanations. Clarify where you can that what you are writing is just your personal experience/interpretation, one of the many within this unique phenomenon.

To any spiritual soulbonders out there, I want to assure you that your experiences are real and valid, just as viewing them as thoughtforms is real and valid. If that idea—of "soulbond" meaning both spiritual/metaphysical and thoughtform—distresses you, it may be worth considering whether a different label with a more narrow definition that aligns with your interpretation might be a better fit. Whether a soulbond is a fictional character "come to life" or "an external entity traveling across the universe like spirits", what truly defines their realness and validity is the impact they have on our lives, how much they care for us, and how deeply we feel for them, not their point of origin.

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goodluckclove · 7 months ago

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How Clove Gardener Writes (an Overview)

I definitely told myself when I started this blog a billion years ago, at the dawn of human civilization, that I wouldn't make any attempt to tell you how to write. You know - other than saying just do it do the thing write it close the blog open the document type type three sentences bam look you did it good job i love you now go get yourself a treat.

But I've spoken to a few writers who seem to benefit from the insight of me just explaining how I write. So I thought I'd give a little peek into my own mindset. I cannot stress enough that this is what works for me. It's a methodology that I've built up over the course of like fifteen years of trying different things, keeping what works, and throwing the rest right out the goddamned window.

If any of this seems new and appealing give it a try. If it doesn't help I'm wrong and bad as a person (no I'm kidding but seriously if it doesn't work that's fine and we're both fine). If it helps you owe me a picture of a frog drawn from memory.

Let's see how long I ramble. Follow me under the read more!

Okay, so let's get this out of the way. I've never taken a writing class. No, that's not true. I took one when I was thirteen and another one in high school and I don't remember anything either of them taught me. Oh and I took an online creative writing class in college, but I also didn't retain anything and the next year I dropped out of college. So I also don't have a degree in jack shit.

What else? I don't outline. I've written upwards of 15 novels (13-15, I honestly can't remember) and I did not outline any of them. This includes character sheets and worldbuilding lore. My first published novel Blind Trust was born from the concept of the Lover's Knot, which is just like some witchy magic lore. I thought it would be cool so I was like "who could maybe be some guys" and then I introduced some guys and then bam 180k later it was Scott and Edgar.

I do virtually no preparation to write a novel other than the vaguest premise and maybe like one cool scene. I did not have a cool scene for Blind Trust, but I do have one for Migration Patterns. What I don't have is an ending. I don't think I've ever written a novel knowing how it ends.

Literally here's what I do. This is all I do. I sit down and I write until I don't know what's going to happen next, at which point I step away and I listen to some music or I go to the museum or I take a nap until I decide how to continue. That's it.

For me it's going to the zoo every day and seeing the monkeys. And every day they're doing something different. Sometimes they're sleeping, or they're pawing at each other, or they're gathering sticks. I can call out to them and offer to show them a card trick or share my Bugles with them, and they might come up to the wall of the enclosure to see what I'm doing. Or they might not. I do not really have control of the situation, but it doesn't matter because they aren't fully aware of me.

At some point either I have to leave the zoo for some reason. Maybe I'm tired, or maybe the monkeys have been pulled in to be fed their lunch (it's bananas and peanuts). Either way I add that day's behavior to the pile and then come back tomorrow.

Once I find an ending I go back and I read through the book again and trim any fat that's in the wrong places while adding flesh to some naked bones. Then I wait a week or more (usually I can only wait a week) and go back and do it again. By that point it's ready to hopefully have someone read it, after which I make small edits and tweaks.

That's how I do it. Or at least, that's how I do it for longform prose projects that I plan to publish. I've written plenty of novels that just stayed first drafts because I didn't feel like revising them and then I moved on to the next one. I don't regret that. I don't consider it a waste of time.

I would never consider a trip to the zoo a waste of time.

Anyways, that's what works for me. I don't know if all of this will apply to other brains. I don't know if any of it will. I figure it might just be useful to get an in-depth look at what I personally vibe with.

I'm so down to talk writing at any time, by the way. I love to do it. Tell me why you aren't writing and I would be happy to listen and try to help. Or just brainstorm. Seriously, my DMs and inbox are perpetually open. Talking about writing is one of my favorite things to do.

Let's go look at some monkeys together.

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a-chlolix-blog · 7 months ago

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Scarabée and Kitty Claws AU

Bea-Loved. An infatuated Super Fan.

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~~~~~Earlier that day~~~~~

Despite only being around since the beginning of the school year, Scarabée and Kitty Claws have become extremely popular.

Especially among their fellow students.

Before school started, Alya was on a video call with Esmée Rousseau. A schoolmate who has helped her out quite abit with the ScaraBlog.

She's also known in school for being an incredible cosplayer and costume designer.

Alya: The Fan Mail livestream is going to be so great!

Esmée: It involves Scarabée and Kitty Claws, of course it's gonna be a success! With me working my music with the school blog, everyone will know by lunch.

Alya, smirking: Are you gonna gonna submit Fan Mail?

Esmée loves having a friend like Alya.

Someone who is aware of her fangirl crush on both Scarabée and Kitty Claws, but doesn't judge her.

Esmée, blushing: That's for me to know and for you to NOT find out!

Alya, playfully: Is it about which of the is hotter?

Esmée, her face going from red to a darker crimson: ALYA!

The playfully teasing is even fun between the two.

~~~~~Later on at Lycée Françoise Dupont~~~~~~

Alix, walking with Alya to class: Are you sure reading Fan Mail they send you through Email for Scarabée and Kitty Claws on the ScaraBlog is a great idea?

Alya: It'll be fine, for those who wanna be anonymous, they can send hand written letters. That way they won't be embarrassed.

Alix: I take it that the Lady WiFi incident that did wonders for the ScaraBlog inspired this?

Alya: As well as Kitty Claws lying about dating Scarabée, getting Jolie akumatized into a copy of her, and apologizing to her on the ScaraBlog later that same day.

Alix playfully rolls her eyes as the two part ways to sit in their respective seats.

While sitting in her seat, Chloé gets a text from Adrien.

🌟Princely Sunshine☀️: Meant to send this to you after the play. 😉

The text has a very familiar photo attachment.

When Chloé opens it, she sees a picture of her staring at Scarabée before they had to quickly get out of the limousine before it was blown up. From Adrien's point of view.

With a smile, Adrien has his full attention on Ms. Bustier as she talks, fully aware that Chloé was currently staring daggers at him.

Ms. Bustier: Alya, I couldn't help but overhear your plans to read fan mail for Scarabée and Kitty Claws on your blog.

Alya: That's right!

Ms. Bustier: Aurélien passed his spelling test last week and decided he wanted to show Scarabée and Kitty Claws how smart his is through a letter telling them how school he thinks they are.

Alya: I will make sure his letter is the first one I read.

After quickly giving Alya the letter, Ms. Bustier goes back to teaching the class.

~~~~~Later on during the Lunch Break Period~~~~~

Even before Alya entered the cafeteria, her phone's notifications kept going off

Marinette: Whoa, you're gonna have alot of fan mail to read later

Mylène: You should really turn off your notifications before the next class period.

Alya: Oh I will. The letters that have been given to me are WAY easier to keep track of than these notifications. This ScaraBlog Fan Mail reading might have to be a two hour long livestream.

After Alya Marinette and Mylène get their lunch, they sit with Alix, who was sitting with Nathaniel, Marc and Esmée.

Across from their table sat Chloé Adrien and Sabrina.

Sabrina: Did you send an Email?

Adrien: Yeah, but I used one of my private accounts, so my "fans" won't harass Alya or the two heroines.

Sabrina: That was a smart move.

While Adrien and Sabrina talked to each other, Chloé was discreetly writing her own letter while thinking of her plan.

Chloé, internally: This is perfect! After school Kitty Claws and appear before Césaire, give her the letter from Scarabée's "Secret Admirer", she runs it on the blog, and Itty-Bitty's utterly smitten for this "Mystery Woman". Flawless, utterly flawless!

Just as Chloé finished writing her own letter, she hears an unfortunately familiar mocking tone of voice.

"Did you seriously hand write a letter?!"

Chloé quickly, but discreetly balls up her letter, only to quickly realize the question isn't directed at her.

She then looks over at Alix's table and sees Brigiette standing over Esmée, who is covering her letter.

Alix: Brigiette, don't you have ANYTHING better to do than annoying us or stalking Adrien?

Brigiette, ignoring Alix and continues to mock Esmée: Awww!!! You even have a ScaraClaws pin! You're SO obsessed.

Esmée, with her head down: ...

Nathaniel: Says the girl who would be Adrien's second shadow if Chloé and Sabrina weren't there to keep her away.

Adrien, shouting from his seat: He's not wrong!

This causes everyone including a now less guarded Esmée to laugh.

Brigiette notices half of the letter and goes to grab it, only to end up ripping it in half.

All the laughter immediately stops as everyone now stares at Esmée and Brigiette.

Brigiette: Oh please! I did her a favor.

While beginning to cry, Esmée snatches the other half of the letter from Brigiette and runs out of the cafeteria.

Alya and Marinette, running after her: Esmée wait!

Alix, getting out of her seat and walking towards Brigiette: I'm getting suspended!

Mylène and Marc, grabbing Alix's shoulders: No you're not!

Brigiette: If Scarabée and Kitty Claws are just as amazing as my Adrien-

Adrien, shouting from his seat: Not yours!

Brigiette: They'd be absolutely turned off by a mushy anonymous love letter.

Sabrina, shouting from her seat: You would know! You sent him HUNDREDS!

Neither Adrien or Sabrina noticed how quiet Chloé was until she stood up.

Sabrina: Chloé?

Adrien, noticing something in her balled up hand: You okay?

Chloé: I'm gonna get some air. *quickly walks towards the cafeteria's exit*

Chloé, internally: There's no way this Mystery Girl letter would have worked! Your own mother won't even respond to one of your letters, why would Scarabée respond positively?!

When Adrien gets up to follow Chloé, Brigiette goes to follow him, only to be stopped by Sabrina.

Who Brigiette immediately realizes she's WAY stronger then she looks.

Sabrina, politely: You're not going anywhere near him.

Adrien manages to catch up to Chloé before she leaves the cafeteria.

Chloé throws the balled up piece of paper in the direction of the nearest trash can, not even looking to see if it went into the trash.

Adrien: Are you sure you're okay?

Chloé: I told you Adrien, I just need some air. Also I just remembered, I got something to do after school. Meet at your place later?

Adrien: Obviously! I'll let Sabrina know.

Chloé: Thanks.

Chloé then leaves the cafeteria, with her thoughts being a fusion of confidence and insecurity.

Chloé, internally: I don't need some cringey letter written on gold colored paper! Kitty Claws is ALL who is needed to swipe Scarabée off her feet. It HAS to be Kitty Claws...

From the side of his eye, Adrien sees the balled up piece of paper Chloé tried to throw away

Adrien then picks up the paper, uncrumbles it and begins to silently read Chloé's letter.

Adrien: Oh Chloé...

After putting the letter in his pocket, Adrien walks back into the cafeteria.

When Adrien goes back to where he was sitting, notices that Brigiette is no where in sight.

Adrien: Sabrina-

Sabrina: I purpose I only had a talk with her!

~~~~~In the girls' bathroom~~~~~

Marinette and Alya stood outside of Esmée's bathroom stall, trying their best to comfort her.

Marinette: Esmée, it's okay! Brigiette doesn't know what she's talking about!

Alya: Yeah, that girl couldn't take a hint to save her life.

Esmée then opens the stall out walks in front of the two.

Esmée: Thanks you guys, I think I'm gonna be okay now...

Marinette: That's great to hear, now let's go back to the cafeteria.

Alya: I would LOVE to hear more of your cosplay ideas!

~~~~~After School~~~~~

After returning home, Esmée goes into her bedroom.

She admirers the superhero pins she made herself before briefly looking into her closet, looking at the many Scarabée and Kitty Claws themed costumes she managed to make within the short time the heroines have been around.

Esmée, pulling the nearest pillow close to her: What if... Brigiette's right?

She then realizes the pillow is red with black dots and throws it into the wall.

Esmée: DAMNIT! I AM OBESSED!

~~~~~In Hawkmoth's Lair~~~~~

Hawkmoth: A young creative mind fueled by desire and full of doubt...*readies the akuma* the perfect combination. Fly my Akuma and unleash this unrequited soul's true potential.

~~~~~Back in Esmée's room~~~~~

With her window opened, the akuma enters her room and goes into the ScaraClaws pin she has on her shirt.

Hawkmoth: Bea-Loved, I am Hawkmoth. You fear Scarabée and Kitty Claws rejecting you due to your creativity, but with the powers I give you, they'll be the ones admiring you. To keep the power that will win their affections, you just have to bring me their Miraculouses!

Esmée: I will do all that I can for them!

Esmée is then akumatized the Bea-Loved

Her hair is now red hair with black dots. Done up in a neat ponytail.

There are pink hearts in her pupils.

She's now wearing a black and light green strapless dress with her now pink heart-shaped pin in the middle of her chest.

crimson high heels and elegant long gloves to match.

Bea-Loved: Before I greet Scarabée and Kitty Claws! I'm gonna need assistance.

~~~~~At The Louvre~~~~~

Alix was walking through the Louvre with Ayla, Marinette, Nathaniel, Marc, Kim and Max

Alix: Postponing the livestream to tomorrow was the best idea, Alya.

Alya: It's only fair. Esmée should call if she wants to add her letter to the fan mail.

Kim: I don't get way Esmée would wanna keep her letter anonymous. We ALL think Scarabée and Kitty Claws.

Max: It's not that simple, Kim. Our friend Esmée have obviously developed an infatuation with Scarabée and Kitty Claws. She is most likely embarrassed by this fact. Especially considering that there is a 99% chance that she doesn't know their true identities.

Kim, shocked: Seriously?!

Nathaniel: Did you seriously NOT realize this?

Marinette: Could you really not tell considering what happened in the cafeteria?

Mylène: I can understand her wanted to keep crushing on two superheroines a secret. Brigiette's action weren't cool!

Marc: As if she has a right to mock crushing on celebrities...

Alix, to Marc and Mylène: Which is why you two should have let me hit her at least twice.

Marinette Alya Nathaniel and Mylène then get a notification on their phone.

Nathaniel, after quickly reading the text message: Did you three also get a message from Esmée tell you to come over?

Marinette: Yeah.

Alya: Do you think something happened?!

Mylène: I hope she's okay...

Nathaniel: We're just gonna have to find out.

Alix: Keep us posted.

Marinette, Alya, Nathaniel and Mylène then leave the Louvre and go in the direction of Esmée's home.

~~~~~At the Agreste Mansion~~~~~

Sabrina gets a notification on her phone from Esmée as well.

Sabrina: Esmée wants me to come.

Adrien, putting a seal envelope in his jacket pocket: I'll come too. Hopefully I can talk to her about the Fan Mail reading livestream.

Sabrina: But you already sent your message.

Adrien: I REALLY gotta make sure it isn't traced by to me.

Sabrina: That's true... you can never be too careful when it comes to fangirls.

Adrien, internally: Sorry Sabrina, but Chloé's letter to Scarabée is our little secret.

Sabrina: We gotta text Chloé to tell her we won't be here when she returns.

Adrien, already texting her: On it!

After exiting the Mansion, Sabrina and Adrien gets into the limousine that will be driven by Placide.

And with Adrien's demand, the two are being driven in the direction of Esmée's home.

~~~~~At Éclat Épanoui~~~~~

Kitty Claws was looking through the many different flower combinations in the well-known flower shop.

The owner of the shop Lillian Thorns then walks up to her.

Lillian: Do you need any help Ms. Claws?

Kitty Claws: No thanks I think I am fine. And Kitty Claws is just fine.

Lillian: Noted, I hope you find what you're looking for, Kitty Claws. *walks away from her*

Kitty Claws, internally: I know I gotta make it up to Adrien and Sabrina for ditching them later. But if I'm gonna confess to Scarabée it has to be perfect!

Kitty Claws then notices the lavender roses, the amaranthus, and the red tulips.

Kitty Claws: I'll take all of these in a bouquet!

Lillian: Oh! A perfect choice of flowers for romance.

After paying for her chosen bouquet, Kitty Claws leaves Éclat Épanoui.

Kitty Claws: Itty-Bitty's gonna LOVE these! Should I get expensive chocolates too? NO! There shouldn't be ANY hint of my identity for this! Waiting for her to approach me isn't the best idea... I'll look for her.

She the open her the end of her staff, carefully puts the bouquet in it, seals it, and begins her search for Scarabée by jumping from rooftop to rooftop.

~~~~~ In front of Esmée's home~~~~~

As Marinette, Alya, Nathaniel and Mylène walked up to towards the building, they noticed a familiar limousine stopping in the driveway.

Adrien and Sabrina then greet the four of after exiting the vehicle.

Adrien: Hey guys!

Sabrina: Good evening.

Nathaniel: What are you two doing here?

Sabrina: Esmée sent texted me and Adrien's here for support.

Adrien: Clearly alot is needed for the situation...

Adrien, internally: This is a very convenient group.

Mylène goes to knock on the door, only to realize it's opened slightly.

Alya: So... I'm not the only one creeped out by this?

Mylène: Nope, I'm creeped too.

As they're all entered the building, Adrien makes sure to go in last.

While being behind Alya, he manages to slip the envelope into her bag without anyone noticing.

As they're all walking in the direction of Esmée's room, Adrien could help but notice how clean it is.

Adrien: Is her place usually like this? I expected costume materials everywhere from how popular I've heard her costumes and cosplay are.

Alya: Esmée told me that her parents only let her continue cosplaying if she kept it all in her room. Understandable, least cleaning for the three of them.

They all stop in front of Esmée's door.

Marinette feels a chill down her spine before knocking on the door.

Marinette: Hey Esmée, we're here! Also your front door was slightly open.

A cheerful voice on the other side of the door: Oh! I must of left it like that by mistake!

Alya: Also Adrien's here, is that okay?

The cheerful voice on the other side of the door: Of course! The more, the merrier!~

When Marinette opens the door, a glowing pink is launched into her chest which sends her flying into a wheel across the hallway.

Alya Mylène Nathaniel Adrien and Sabrina, absolutely shocked: MARINETTE!

As she falls to the floor, Marinette's body begins to glow pink like the pin in her chest.

Bea-Loved, revealing herself to the group: Marinette's not the only one who will be modeling my heroic cosplay.

Alya, trembling: Esmée... what has Hawkmoth done to you?!

Bea-Loved: The name's Bea-Loved now. And you're all gonna LOVE what I have in-store for you! Isn't that right, Marinette?

Marinette now stands before the group, now dressed in the original Sparrow's costume with pink hearts in her eyes.

Pinned!Marinette: Absolutely. Whatever dearly Bea-Loved wants, she gets!

Before anyone could react, Marinette lungs at Alya and holds her in place.

Alya: Marinette! What are you doing?!

Bea-Loved: Making sure you aren't left out, Alya!~

Bea-Loved then summons a glowing pink heart pin between her fingers and flicks it in Alya's direction.

When it quickly makes contact with her, Alya begins to glow pink like Marinette did.

Alya, transforming: Everyone... get outta here!

The other then start running towards the exit.

This however doesn't stop Bea-Loved from flicking pins into Mylène and Nathaniel's backs, leaving Adrien and Sabrina to be the only ones who managed to escape.

When they both hastily intro the limousine, Placide gets surprised, but doesn't say a word.

Adrien: Take us to The Louvre quickly!

Placide then quickly drives away before Bea-Loved exits the building with her now four minions in cosplay of the former heroes and heroines who took on the Alias Sparrow right behind her.

Bea-Loved: Look for Scarabée and Kitty Claws, my Sparrows!

Pinned!Marinette, Pinned!Alya, Pinned!Nathaniel, and Pinned!Mylène: Yes, Dearly Bea-Loved.

The four minions then run and jump in different directions.

Bea-Loved: I have BIG plans for Scarabée and Kitty Claws!~

Bea-Loved then begins skipping down the street.

~~~~~Back at the Louvre~~~~~

Alix was preparing snacks for her current guests with Jalil's help.

She couldn't but worry about the others, who still haven't returned yet.

Alix: I hope Nate and the others are okay. They still haven't answered any of my texts.

Jalil: I'm sure they're alright.

Kim then quickly runs into the kitchen.

Kim: Alix, you gotta see this!

Alix: What's going on?!

Kim: Nate's down in the Museum wearing the coolest Sparrow cosplay I've ever seen!

Alix then feels a chill run down her spine.

Alix, internally: Something's up. One of them would've at least texted and told us they had a surprise planned. Also, where are the others? It's best to keep my guard up.

When Alix and the others make their way to the Museum, they see multiple people taking pictures of Nathaniel in the Sparrow cosplay.

She couldn't help but notice a shiny pink heart shaped pin the didn't match the rest of the costume.

Minion!Nathaniel: By the orders of my dearly Bea-Loved, I am searching for Scarabée and Kitty Claws. Is anyone aware of their whereabouts?

A random teenaged girl, walking up to him: Before coming here, I saw Kitty Claws-

Adrien and Sabrina through the Museum's entrance.

Adrien: Don't tell him anything!

Sabrina: He's one of the Akuma's Minions!

This causes everyone except for Alix's group to run away from him.

Minion!Nathaniel, turning to face Adrien and Sabrina: DO NOT INTERFERE WITH MY DEARLY BEA-LOVED'S PLANS!

Nathaniel runs towards the two only to be tackled by Kim.

Alix and the ran up to Adrien and Sabrina as Kim barely manages to hold him down.

Marc, panicking: Who is the Akuma that did this to Nate?

Sabrina: Esmée...

Adrien: And Nathaniel's not the only one...

Alix: I take it that you don't know where the others are?

Sabrina: We don't. Sorry...

Max: If one of them is looking for the Heroine Duo, then it is 75% likely that they all are.

Nathaniel kicks Kim off of him and towards the group.

Minion!Nathaniel: Do NOT interfere with my dearly Bea-Loved's mission again.

And with that, he leaves the museum.

Marc: We have to help Nate and the others.

Max: But how? We aren't even aware of the Akuma's powers besides the fact that she’s able to transform others into minions in very accurate cosplay. When it's comes to a weakness or if the others can be freed from her control, we're completely clueless.

Sabrina: Another thing we know is that Esmée has a crush on both Scarabée and Kitty Claws. Maybe we can use that to our advantage?

Adrien: Which means we would have to find Scarabée and Kitty Claws before Bea-Loved or her minions do.

Kim: I saw where that the girl who saw Kitty Claws somewhere went to hide. Let's go ask her!

Alix: You guys go ahead. I'm gonna go back sure Nate left.

Adrien: Will you be alright by yourself?

Alix: Of course.

And with that, Alix quickly left the group.

After running an area of the Louvre with no people around, Tikki flies out of Alix's waist bag.

Alix: Esmée... I can't believe something like a super celebrity crush got her akumatized.

Tikki: Situations like this come with the job, Alix.

Alix: You're right... Tikki, Spots On!

After transforming Scarabée leaves the Louvre to quickly see if Nathaniel was still nearby.

Scarabée: He isn't here. Let's hope KC's at least close to the location that girl saw her at.

When Scarabée enters the Louvre, she immediately noticed by the group.

Marc: Scarabée! Thank goodness you're here!

Max: And with remarkable timing. There is an Akuma who has targeted you and Kitty Claws.

Scarabée: I am aware. I haven't heard from Kitty Claws yet, so she probably isn't aware of the Akuma yet.

Adrien: We've been told she was last seen at the Éclat Épanoui flower shop.

Kim: Do you think she's under Esmée's spell?

Sabrina: Unlikely, if that were the case then she would only be looking for Scarabée.

Kim: Then why would she be at one of the most popular flower shops in Paris?

Adrien: That's... a great question.

Scarabée: Well I hope the owner of the shop has answers. You all stay-

Marc: I'm gonna cut you off right there. With all due respect Scarabée, we're all helping with this.

Scarabée: Are you sure? This could be difficult...

Kim: Not only is the Akuma one of our friends, but our other friends are being controlled as well. We wanna help in anyway we can!

Scarabée: *sighs* Alright, just make sure you all stay outta sight. If the Akuma or her minions spot me, it could be too dangerous.

Adrien: The limo me and Sabrina took here should fit all of us, so we'll be fine.

After leaving the Louvre and watching Scarabée to jump from rooftop to rooftop, the group gets into the Agreste limousine and follows her.

While in mid-air, Scarabée tries to call Kitty Claws, but doesn't get an answer.

Scarabée, internally: KC... where are you? What could you possibly be doing right now?

~~~~~On top of the Eiffel Tower~~~~~

Instead of the staff being on her person, it was sat down away from Kitty Claws, with the heroine not noticing it vibrate at all.

Instead she was pacing back and forth, thinking to herself.

"You give her the bouquet and then what? If she asks, you can't tell her your true identity! There's NO WAY she'd date Chloé Bourgeois! Does that mean I can know HER true identity? I mean that really wouldn't be fair..."

Kitty Claws' pacing is interrupted by one of Bea-Loved's minions lands in front of her.

Pinned!Marinette: Kitty Claws, I have been ordered by my dearly Bea-Loved to escort you to her.

Kitty Claws: That voice... Dupain-Cheng- BAKERY! Girl from the Dupain-Cheng bakery?!

After quickly fixing that near slip-up, Kitty Claws quickly leaps up and grabs her staff.

Kitty Claws: I DON'T wanna deal with Hawkmoth's bullshit today!

Kitty Claws attempts to run at Marinette with her with staff, only for Marinette to stop the prevent the attack from happening by grab her wrist.

Marinette: I will deliver you to my dearly Bea-Loved no matter what it takes!

Marinette then throws her onto a near by rooftop.

Kitty Claws is able to get back up on her feet and throws her staff at Marinette before she could leap at her.

Kitty Claws: Who IS this "dearly" Bea-Loved?

Pinned!Marinette: Only one of the most talented cosplay inspiring costume designers in Paris.

Kitty Claws, internally: Rousseau must have taken that Stalker's words to heart... not that I'm any better.

With a deep sigh, Kitty Claws then lowers her staff.

Kitty Claws: Take me to your "Bea-Loved".

~~~~~Back at Éclat Épanoui~~~~~

The Agreste limousine stops two buildings away from the flower shop as Scarabée swings closer to it.

Adrien Sabrina and Kim watch them while Max and Marc lay lown.

Adrien: We'll be safe here, G. You can take a break now.

Placide then quickly leaves the limousine and runs into a nearby building.

Adrien: He should be back with food in ten minutes.

Kim: Makes helping Scarabée ALOT easier.

Max: Considering there is a 50% chance of Scarabée needing extra help, that also means the Akuma could get extra help.

Sabrina: Which is why we're here to even the odds.

Marc: This will be an Akuma Battle so ANYTHING could happen within ten minutes.

As Bea-Loved leaves the flower shop with a bouquet of red and yellow roses, she looks up and sees Scarabée on top of a street light.

Bea-Loved, excitedly: SCARABÉE!

Scarabée: Oh shit! This that really you, Esmée?

Bea-Loved: The name's Bea-Loved now!~

She then summons four pink hearts pins between her fighters and flings towards Scarabée only for the heroine to block them before jumping onto the ground.

Scarabée: Esmée... being made fun of for liking superheroes must suck, but this isn't the answer!

Bea-Loved: There's no need to be worried about me Scarabée. You'll join me soon enough~

Bea-Loved the presses the pink heart pin on her chest.

Scarabée, internally: I saw Nate with that same heart pin. Could the akuma be in hers?

Bea-Loved, still pressing the pin: My Sparrows, fly to me!

After a few seconds, Mylène Nathaniel and Alya land in front of her.

Scarabée, internally: They all have the pins... the akuma's has to be in the main one.

Bea-Loved then notices that one of her Sparrows is missing.

Bea-Loved: Where is-

Kitty Claws: SPECIAL DELIVERY!

While in the air, Kitty Claws sends Marinette crashing into the other Sparrows before landing in front of Scarabée.

Kitty Claws: Sorry I'm late, Itty-Bitty. Are you okay?

Scarabée: I'm fine. Just focus on NOT getting hit by those pins!

Bea-Loved: My Sparrows, bring them to me!

Mylène and Nathaniel lunged at Scarabée while Marinette and Alya leaped at Kitty Claws.

Scarabée, blocking and dodging their attacks: Nathaniel! Mylène! Snap out of it!

While Scarabée continues her attention on the two Sparrows she fought, she turns her back to Bea-Loved.

Bea-Loved: Got you, Lovebug~

Looking at Scarabée with a smirk, Bea-Loved summons another pin between her fingers and aims for the shorter heroine.

Hawkmoth, communicating through Bea-Loved: You have the shot! Take it now!

Right after getting both Marinette and Alya off of her, Kitty Claws looks at Bea-Loved and quickly realizes what's about to happen.

Kitty Claws, running towards Scarabée: SCARABÉE! LOOK OUT!

Before Scarabée could react, Kitty Claws pushes her through the flower shop's window.

Now noticing that she’s now glowing pink, the black cat heroine falls to her knees.

Kim: MAX-

Max: Connecting my laptop to the limousine now!

Before Bea-Loved could get any closer to the flower shop's entrance, the Agreste limousine comes at her at full speed, knocking her a good distance away after hitting her.

Right here she was hit, Bea-Loved saw Max's face.

As the still transforming Kitty Claws and the four Sparrows go after Bea-Loved, Kim goes into the flower shop to grab Scarabée.

Kim: Sorry about the mess, Ms. Thorn.

Once they were both in the limousine, Max uses his laptop to drive the limousine as quickly as possible away from Bea-Loved and her Sparrows.

Hawkmoth, communicating through Bea-Loved: SCARABÉE'S GETTING AWAY! GO AFTER HER NOW!

Bea-Loved: There's no need to worry about her, my Knight Kat's got this cover~

Kitty Claws then finishes her transformation into a fusion of her own heroine persona and the New York heroine Knight Owl.

Knight Kat: Anything my dearly Bea-Loved wants, she gets!

After driving the limousine until Bea-Loved and her minions out of sight, Scarabée and the other hid in a candy shop called "Sucrée Symphonie".

Sabrina: How is she gonna be defeated? Kitty Claws got pinned and we don't know where the akumatized item is...

Scarabée: Considering that all of the minions we've seen so far have on a pink heart pin, I'm betting that it's the pin Esmée has on her chest. We just need to find out if she has a weakness of some kind...

Marc: I can help! Out of all of us here, I haven't been by Bea-Loved nor have I tried to hurt her minions.

Max: He's correct. Sabrina and Adrien escaped being transformed, Kim tackled Nathaniel, and I'm 100% sure Esmée and I made eye contact before I hit her with the limousine.

Scarabée then pulls two earpieces out of her yo-yo.

Scarabée, giving an earpiece to Marc: Considering that the Agreste limousine draws ALOT of attention, they'll be here soon. I'll sneak the others out the back.

Marc: Hopefully Esmée is still so very detailed...

~~~~~Outside of Sucrée Symphonie~~~~~

Bea-Loved, Knight Kat and the Sparrows had the Agreste limousine surrounded.

Marc, running out of the candy shop: Oh WOW! You cosplay is SO amazing!

Bea-Loved: Why thank you, Marc! Knight Kat, Sparrows, Stand down. He's a friend.

Marc: With how powerful you are, there's NO WAY you could have any weaknesses.

Bea-Loved: Considering that your creative self didn't catch a certain detail, I'm proud of the design. There's actually a weakness!

Marc: Oh really?

Bea-Loved: Yeah, if Scarabée kisses one of my minions, they'll be the only one freed from my control. But if Scarabée were to kiss me, they'd all be freed from my control!~

Marc: So very genius! Hawkmoth could NEVER!

Bea-Loved: Not without MY ideas-

Hawkmoth, communicating through Bea-Loved: FOCUS ON FINDING SCARABÉE!

Bea-Loved: *rolls her eyes* Talk to you later, Marc!

And with that, Bea-Loved and her minions leaped away.

Marc: You get that, Scarabée?

Scarab��e: Yeah. Never thought I'd have to act out a fairytale. Good work, now go hide with your friends. I can take it from here. Lucky Charm!

After using the magical luck power, two smoke bombs and flower bouquet wrap.

Scarabée: The smoke bombs I get, but why bouquet wrapping? I'll have to feature this out fast.

She then puts one of the smoke bombs and flower bouquet wrap in her yo-yo before going after the cosplaying akuma.

Scarabée manages to stay hidden from Bea-Loved and her minions as she caught up to them.

Knight Kat was standing the closest to Bea-Loved when a smoke bomb is thrown at them.

Bea-Loved: My Knight, protect me!

Knight Kat: Cataclysm!

Knight Kat had her cataclysm ready for anything that would attack her from the front, the smoke make her blind to an attack from behind.

Scarabée surprises her with a tornado kick, flinging her into the nearest alley and quickly runs to tackle her.

When the smoke clears, Bea-Loved immediately notices Knight Kat's absence.

Bea-Loved: Knight Kat, come to me! .... Knight Kat?!

In the alley, Scarabée was on top of Knight Kat, kissing her lips as she slowly turned back into Kitty Claws.

Scarabée, internally: Sorry KC, hope you'll forgive me for this...

When Scarabée finally pulls away, she sees the heart pin break into pieces.

Kitty Claws: Itty-Bitty? What happened? What is my cataclysm activated?!

Scarabée, quickly gets off of her: What all do you remember?

Kitty Claws: After saving you from being a controlled cosplayer, everything's a blur-

Scarabée: Don't worry about what you can't remember! I need your help to quickly feature out what to do with flower bouquet wrap.

Kitty Claws: Did you say flower bouquet wrap?

Scarabée: Yeah?

Kitty Claws then opens her staff and quickly but carefully pulls out the bouquet of carefully wrapped and selected flowers.

Scarabée: And thanks to you, we've got a away to defeat the Akuma.

Kitty Claws: Oh Itty-Bitty, you flatter me! Where's the akuma?

Scarabée: In the pink heart pin on her chest.

Scarabée then reveals her to Bea-Loved.

The cosplaying Akuma then quickly notices the bouquet of flowers in Scarabée's hands.

Scarabée: Bea-Loved, I wanna show you how much your work is appreciated. Which is why I got these gorgeous flowers.

Bea-Loved: Oh Scarabée-

Hawkmoth, communicating: DON'T DO IT! IT'S A TRAP!

Bea-Loved: Don't ruin this for me!

Ignoring Hawkmoth Bea-Loved runs towards Scarabée, only for Kitty Claws to leap from the alley and throw the second smoke bomb between them.

Bea-Loved: WHAT-

With just a poke from her cataclysmed finger, Bea-Loved's pin falls to pieces and the akuma flies out of it.

Scarabée then uses her yo-yo to catch it purifies it and releases the now pure butterfly.

Using her Miraculous Cure, she throws the bouquet in the charmed wrappings into the air and fixes everything.

When Esmée and the others are turned back to normal, Kitty Claws pulls Scarabée into yet another victory selfie.

Kitty Claws couldn't help but smile as the flowers fell around both her and Scarabée

Scarabée: See ya KC!

Kitty Claws: See ya...

The two heroines then part ways.

Esmée then runs towards Marinette Alya Mylène and Nathaniel.

Esmée: YOU GUYS! I'M SO SORRY!

Alya: You don't need to apologize, Esmée!

Marinette: This was Hawkmoth's fault, not yours!

Nathaniel: It's all okay now.

Mylène: Let's go back to your place.

Esmée: Thanks you guys...

Alya: We don't even have to talk about the fan mail livestream if you don't want to.

Esmée: I will be changing my letter for sure!

Alya: We've got all day and the rest of tomorrow to help you come up with ideas.

~~~~~The next afternoon~~~~~

Chloé Adrien and Sabrina were watching the ScaraBlog's fan mail livestream.

Sabrina: Esmée sending an Email instead of an anonymous letter was so nice.

Adrien: Sounds like she isn't crushing on Scarabée and Kitty Claws anymore. Wish some of MY fans were like her...

Chloé: You'll probably be wishing for a long time.

Alya, from the phone: And now for our final letter for the stream!

When Alya takes a very familiar piece of crumbled paper out of the envelope, Chloé's eyes go wide.

Chloé, internally: That's... oh no!

"Scarabée, you're not only my favorite of the two heroines, but you're an amazing inspiration to me. Seeing how you can pull through even the toughest situations leaves me in awe. Everytime I see you, it's like you manage to become even more incredible everyday. I hope you continue to be your beautiful and badass self."

Sabrina: Whoa... that was a really sweet one.

Adrien: Such a nice way to end the stream, right Chloé?

Chloé: R-right.

It took everything in Chloé to not bury her face into her pillow.

Sabrina: I wonder who sent it...

Adrien, smirking: I'm sure Scarabée will be so flattered no matter who it is.

Chloé, muttering: Shut it, Adrien!

~~~~~Later that night~~~~~

With Adrien and Sabrina gone home, Chloé was getting ready for bed when Plagg flies up to her.

Plagg: Are you still embarrassed by your letter being read on the ScaraBlog-

Chloé: Adrien HAS to be the one who submitted it! I know he wanted to cheer me up, but WHY do that?!

Without realizing it, Chloé ends up pacing on her balcony.

When she stops to look up at the sky, she sees Scarabée jumping from rooftop to rooftop.

Chloé: Plagg, Claws Out!

After Scarabée lands top of the Eiffel Tower, Kitty Claws lands behind her second later.

Kitty Claws: What brings you out and about Itty-Bitty?

Scarabée: Just thinking... I saw the ScaraBlog's fan mail livestream.

Hearing this causes Kitty Claws' heart to beat rapidly.

Kitty Claws, fake laughing: Oh yeah that! I already forgot about it! So lame!

Scarabée: I'm gonna let the bitchy mean girl bit slide tonight. I for one thought the messages were very sweet.

Kitty Claws: Y-you did?

Scarabée: Yeah, especially that last message... if I can inspire more people like that messenger, this hero stuff can get alot easier...

Kitty Claws, beginning to blush: Okay, many not ALL of the letters were lame...

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Inspired by: @emdoddles @princess-of-the-corner @muggle-born-princess @dcschart @justanotherpersonsuniverse @symphonic-scream

#Miraculous Ladybug #Miraculous Tales of Ladybug and Chat Noir #Chloé Bourgeois #Chloe Bourgeois #Alix Kubdel #Chloe x Alix #Chlolix #Aloé #Scarabée and Kitty Claws AU #AUs #Kwami Swap #OCs

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