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we’re throwing a huuuge pool party tomorrow and i am already having anxiety over the mess that will be left to clean up >.<
#on the plus side i get to wear my super cute bikini :3#no because we have SO MUCH FOOD for tomorrow just listen to this#we’ve got: hamburgers; sausages; smoked ribs; mixed stirfried veggies; LASAGNA; arancini (rice balls); chickpea salad; black bean salad; ita#italian garden salad; THREE fruit platters; plus antipasti (meats cheeses olives and nuts + bread)#and i still feel like im missing food#i also feel like nonna is bringing cookies#not 100% sure on those tho#anyway it’s A Lot#which means the cleanup will be A Lot#ugh sigh#to make matters worse i’m sick LMAO#clari chatters
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Villareal Household: Chapter 4, Part 2
More Villareal drama, Devin is an actress after all. The newborns are home but things start to get rocky for Luna when she has trouble producing milk. Devin does her best to be supportive and their families visit for Harvestfest. At the end the boys become infants.
Context: The magic of game code allowed my two female sims to have biological twins. Again gameplay in this part would not be possible without the Child Birth Mod by PandaSama, specifically the lactation for Luna.
Saturday evening and we're all back home. Rilian is in the left bassinet in a blue onesie. Alfred is on the right in a green onesie. Both were lovingly knitted by nonna Calista. The skintones are throwing me off a bit, they don't seem to match either parent. Hopefully this changes on age up.
Luna's milk production doesn't seem to have started yet so she takes a cookie meant to help lactation before her nap. Devin finishes her nap and is delighted to find it wasn't all a dream, her sons are here. She calls Callista to tell her, and confirm they will still host Harvestfest tomorrow
Devin: I hope I didn't wake you
Luna: I needed to eat, why is my milk not coming in?
Devin: Amore every woman is different
Luna: I'll try pumping, hopefully I'll get something
Devin: Well hello Rilian. Come here, mama will feed you some nice formula while mummy works on her milk
Luna: *sighs sadly*
Devin: Hi there Alfred. Do you want some yummy formula huh
Luna: Nothing from that one, I'll try the other side
Devin: We can have formula in the meantime, can't we boys
Rilian: *wails*
Luna: It's my fault, he's hungry
Devin: Lu I just fed him, he can't be hungry
Luna: *sadly* mummy is trying
Luna: I don't know what I'm doing wrong
Devin: You're not doing anything wrong, Rilian just inherited my drama skills
Luna: I feel bad
Devin: Lu they'll survive if you can't produce milk
Luna: But they said breast is best
Devin: They also said leeches were an infallible cure
Luna: How do you know that word
Devin: TV
Luna: I'll have another cookie and try again
Devin: Just remember, they wouldn't make baby formula if it wasn't safe for babies to have
Luna tries again. She doesn't mind having a small chest but worries that's part of the problem with her milk supply.
Luna: SCHATZ! I got some
Devin: Well done Lu
Rilian: *Wails*
Devin: OMW I know you're not hungry yet
Luna: I'll give him some cuddles. Hey buddy, mummy is here
Rilian: *sniffs*
Luna: Next feed you'll have real milk, I promise. And so will you Alfred
Alfred: *blinks*
Luna: They're so perfect
And far too soon
Rilian: *wails*
Devin: Yep, you're hungry, got it
Luna: I'll try get some more milk
Devin: Are you sure you don't want to feed them
Luna: You do it, I need to try get our stock up
Devin: Lu you're not failing as a mum if you can't get breast milk
Luna: I wish it felt like that
Devin: How can I help
Luna: Keep buying the cookies
Devin: Lu-
Luna: I just want to try for a bit longer, please
Devin: You're the boss of your body, but they'll love you whether you're feeding them milk or formula, I promise
Luna scoops up each boy before heading back to bed, waiting on her milk.
Harvestfest is here! When Devin wakes up Luna is already busy trying to pump so she decides to take care of the morning chores. Sleep seems to have done Luna good and she's able to get two bottles ready for when her sons wake up.
After appeasing a gnome Devin thinks she can fit in a run before the boys wake up. Like normal she streams it to keep her fame up.
Paparazzi: Mrs Villareal! How are your babies? Can you confirm names
Devin: Good morning Ali. No comment
Ali: Understood
Devin: Have a good Harvestfest Ali
Ali: You to
Luna appeases the other gnomes and gets stuck into her gardening. She enjoys looking after the plants, especially her flowers harvested from the romance festival. It's so much easier to weed now that she doesn't have a bowling ball belly. Hopefully the gnomes will bring new seeds.
Luna tells Devin she's happy gardening so Devin does the next feed.
Devin: Can you taste a difference Alfred? Mummy worked extra hard on this for you
Rilian: *wails*
Devin: Yes she got some for you to caro
After a few extra cuddles Devin goes to practice the lines for her next gig tomorrow night.
Luna: Three, four- how many do we need
Devin: Uh my parents, my siblings, Deanna will probably bring Paris, your brothers, and your sister in law, oh and us, 11, may as well do the whole table
Rilian: *wails*
Luna: Sounds like a, change me now cry, I got him
*Doorbell*
Devin: I'll get that
Devin: Come and eat! Joey made this meal for us earlier
Joey: Because I'm the best brother
Kelly: And you wonder why I'm evil
Aaron: Where's Luna
Devin: Diaper emergency
Calista: I remember those
Paris: How are the- bambinos? Is that the right word
Deanna: *nods*
Devin: They're so small but lovely
Luna: They have Devin's eyes
Aaron: The hero returns
Joey: I knew you could push them out
Devin: She was amazing, it was such hard work
Hugo: Hard work sounds like my sister
Luna: I've missed you
Hugo: Sorry, work's hectic
Luna: Where's Max
Hugo: Where do you think, eating inside with Miriam
Hugo: Anything you need me to do
Luna: Can you produce milk
Hugo: Nope
Calista: Are you having trouble
Luna: I shouldn't complain really
Aaron: You should complain. When we had our kids I always told Calista-
Calista: Tell me everything even if I can't help
Hugo: I'll take these dishes
Luna: Thanks
Luna: I only get milk about half the time
Calista: Don't believe those blogger mums, substituting with formula is fine
Aaron: Joey got mostly formula
Joey: And I'm a genius remember
Luna: Think you'll have kids Miriam?
Miriam: Why would I want to be pregnant, looks shit
Devin: Ma, pa, you ready
Calista: We're coming
Devin: This is Alfred, he was born first. Alfred this is your nonna
Calista: Hello bambino
Luna: Then we have Rilian. Rilian this is your nonno
Aaron: Deanna and Kelly are pretty pale but these two might have them beat
Luna: We'll see when they're infants
Once everyone has left it's time. Luna and Devin get in position and manage to start the age up on the boys at the same time. Will I ever get sick of this animation? No, no I will not.
They're looking pretty identical. Quick makeover. Alfred is on the left. Since he had a green shirt on, green is his first favourite colour. He'll also have green socks for identification. Rilian had a yellow shirt so yellow will be his colour. He has blue socks for identification.
Alfred rolled the sensitive trait while Rilian rolled the cautious trait. Both boys have already unlocked their first smile milestone, smiling at their parents as soon as they aged up. First things first, some tummy time. The boys have to learn how to work their necks.
Alfred: *cries*
Devin: I feel so bad
Luna: Please stop crying boys
Devin: Mama is right here caro
Rilian: *lifts head*
Luna: Well done baby
Devin: Did you hear that Alfred. Don't you want to learn like your brother
Alfred: *lifts head*
Devin: Thank you, see you survived
Luna: We better get them down
Rilian sleeps easy enough but he gets sad about being put down. Turns out he has the Loves Being Held quirk. Alfred has more trouble. He has the Gassy quirk which makes his poor tummy sore. He also has the Frequently Hiccups quirk. Luckily Devin soothes him to sleep and kisses Rilian goodnight.
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#sims 4#the sims#the sims 4#Rotation7#ChangingPlumbobStorytime#VillarealHousehold#RilianVillareal#DevinVillareal#AlfredVillareal#LunaVillareal#JoeyYork#KellyYork#AaronYork#CalistaYork#ParisPearl#DeannaYork#R0707
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La squadra brainrot and my endless love for children and romantic comedies got me thinking. So imagine this, single dad squadra falling in love with their child's kindergarten teacher 🥺
🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺❤️✨ My fav F/Os as D-D-daddies??
Get ready for some UwU scenarios with La Squadra Dream Daddies asdgf
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Oooh ♥️♥️♥️ Melone would be the dad that tries to be around the school whenever his work schedule allows it and is known as the parent who announces his presence loudly from the entrance 😂 Melone's attraction for his kid's teacher is poorly hidden with him visibly perking up whenever they bring his child to him. Every day he would take their hands, look them in the eye and earnestly thank them for taking such good care of his child when he is away. His child is really talkative and will have nothing but good things to say about their teacher when Melone asks them about their day. In the middle of his kid's excited recounting of their day, the child will share how they wish that their teacher would always be around the house and that they should marry their papa right away because he really reaaaally likes them. Melone would be thrown off the loop at being outed so suddenly but will be given hope when his child's teacher laugh and say, "Well it's a good thing we're both single then aren't we?"
I always like to imagine Risotto having a daughter that easily cries 😂. Idk, just the thought of an intimidating tank of a man crouching in front of his tiny daughter while rubbing her tears away with his thumbs or letting her hiccup over his shoulders makes my heart howl like there's no tomorrow 😭💖💖 Her teacher will follow Risotto's example and let them sob into their shoulders one rainy afternoon, swaying her from side to side and reassuring them that her daddy is on his way to pick her up soon and was just probably late because of the rain. Seeing his daughter quickly be soothed by their nurturing personality has Risotto's attraction for them increase two-fold. He knew then and there that he wanted them to be a part of his and his daughter's lives.
Illuso will be the dad who finds himself confiding his troubles as a single dad to his kid's teacher and while he sometimes feels like he's being such a burden by sharing his problems, the teacher always reassures him that it is absolutely ok and even encourages him to talk about it with them if he's comfortable enough to share more. The fact that his kid absolutely loves them was just a bonus. They were perfect. They made it so easy for Illuso to fall head over heels with their patience, empathy and kind smile. He's never felt such warmth from his former lover before and for them to provide it to him so selflessly makes him yearn for something more after being alone for so long.
Pesci's child is a born trouble-maker and stories of their antics are something that both he and the teacher would have in common to talk and laugh about during PTAs or in afternoons when Pesci would allow his kid to play longer in the playground after kindergarten hours. They will be quick to give him reassurance, even scold him when he feels like he's not doing enough for his kid to be a well-rounded person. Every kind word that leaves their lips is a strike to the heart for Pesci. They're so incredibly nice to him, who wouldn't fall in love with someone like them?
In Formaggio's case, he would fall in love with them the moment he lays their eyes on them. They look so much like his late lover it almost makes him believe that they were still alive. It was hard for him to keep himself away with the memory of his late beloved flashing with their every move when he observes them from afar. Their personalities can not be any more different though, and that alone snaps Formaggio out from his delusions that his late lover wil everl come back to him. He was glad he met them though. He can finally let go of the pain eating away inside him from losing the love of his life.
For Ghiaccio it all begins with his grandmother's recipe for her special almond cookies. He had his son take some as snacks to school and had apparently shared some to his teacher. His teacher loved the cookies and asked Ghiacco's son if his dad was open to sharing his recipe with them. Ghiacco was hesitant at first saying, "I'm not sharing your nonna's amaretti recipe just like that" but had a change of heart when his kid handed him a handwritten authentic recipe for Mustazzoli with a note at the bottom that says, "Perhaps a trade then?". And so began their quiet correspondence of shared recipes and personalized notes behind detailed instructions and drawn directions for where to get the best produce.Like Melone's kid, Ghiacco's feelings for the teacher will also be unceromoniously revealed by his son, but this time in the form of a drawing depicting him and his son's teacher sending love letters, as the child would call it, with little Ghiacco as the messenger of love. "Would you like to have dinner sometime?" read Ghiaccio on the latest shared note given to him by his son. He quickly looked at the wide-eyed child suspiciously, knowing how he may have had a hand in this sudden turn of events being how smart he is for his age. He shuffled through his Olaf bagpack and pulled out a piece of paper that had a number written on it before saying, "I got her telly number so you guys can call each other. Y'know like normal people."
Prosciutto probably didn't realize it but he fell in love with his daughter's teacher the moment he saw them give her a pep talk on her first day of school and actually manage to convince her to have him leave her. His daughter had always been fussy and it takes a lot of patience and time to actually get her settled for her to listen to him. They, however had managed to do this is seconds with their cheerful smile and soft words. The moment he realized he was falling was when this same teacher came up to his car window urgently tapping his window and asking him politely (but with barely concealed fury) to step outside when they caught him "smoking"(but really it was just mint candy that resembled cigarettes lol) in the car with his daughter in it. Prosciutto couldn't even put a word in at the flurry of words that left their pretty mouth. He didn't mind being told off by them though, it was obvious how much they cared for their students with how many times their concern for his daughter's well-being was brought up in their tirade. When he was finally able to explain that the cigarette was in fact candy, he couldn't help but chuckle at their mortified expression and the embarassment that came after. This person was interesting, he decided, he wonders if they were still single.
Gelato fell in love with his daughter's teacher the moment they mistook him as her kidnapper. He appreciates someone who knows how to fight and boy were they good at keeping him immobilized. Only when his daughter started crying to "let his papa go" did they release him from their chokehold. He was sure he was going to bruise from that. The redness on their cheeks and the hurried apologies only added to his attraction for them. How cute.
Sorbet also experiences the same situation as Gelato and will fall in love with the feisty teacher at first sight. He will commend anyone who has the ability to pin him face down on the ground being a professional in MMA himself and will be highly amused that the one person who was able to do so was his kid's innocent-looking kindergarten teacher. Looks to him like his kid is gonna have another person to call mama.
#ButteredThoughts#Asks#OhmyGodthistooktoolongAnon#ImsorryIthoroughlyenjoyedmyselftoomuchatthethought:(((#LaSquadra#RisottoNero#Melone#Ghiaccio#Illuso#Formaggio#Sorbet&Gelato#Pesci#Prosciutto
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My Nonna
I based this one off of an ASMR video by TheWhiteRabbitASMR (this is the link if you’re interested) and I couldn’t help but use her character for Noelle’s Grandmother. I always liked the idea of Loki meeting the good parts of Elle’s Family so this seemed right.
I swear, all this spam is relevant to my new stuff!
Background: Noelle and Loki were “Bound” by a witch in Alfheim after a battle they fought in. This means that the witch split each of their souls in half and one half switched places. Noelle has half of Loki’s soul and vice versa. They can feel each other's emotions and hear each other's thoughts. Noelle is also Half Asgardian, half Midgardian. Her father is Tyr and her mother is of Midgard.
Summary: Loki is introduced to Noelle’s Italian grandparents
Warnings: Fluff. I think I watched my mouth for this one so there shouldn’t be any swears? I don’t remember.
My Nonna
Noelle PoV:
"Okay, this one is hers. I'm going to warn you. She will demand you eat everything she can think of. She will feed you even if you're full and never accept no as an answer. She will also ask you a million questions that you won't always have an answer to. But she's great! You'll be fine." I ramble out as we walk up the steps to my Nonna's house. He chuckles and pulls me close to kiss my forehead. I take a deep breath and squeeze Loki's hand as we walk in.
It's about 12:30 so she will be in the kitchen. We find her at the kitchen table muttering at the newspaper.
"Hi, Nonna!" I say to get her attention.
"Oh, my darling!" She exclaims in her thick Italian accent. "Oh my goodness. Oh, come. Come to Nonna, come here." She kisses my cheeks and my forehead repeatedly. I giggle a little bit and pull away. "How are you, my bambina? What are you doing? Oh my love, my beauty. How are you doing, my little bambina?"
"I'm good, Nonna. How are you?"
"I miss you so much! Your Nonna miss you. Where have you been, ah? Where have you been?"
"I've been working, else I would come see you more."
"Ah, yes, yes, yes. I know, I know it's very very difficult now, this moment. With the many changes in the life, I know. But you gotta make time for Nonna!"
"Yes, ma'am. Nonna, this is Loki." I take Loki's hand and pull him up to the forefront with me so she can see him clearly. "My husband, Nonna."
"Ah! Your husband! You have a husband, my little bambina? You are married? Since when? Why did I not go?"
"It was a really sudden wedding. I didn't know it was happening until an hour before I said 'I do.'"
"Come here, let me see you, bambino, come to Nonna." She grabs Loki's arm and he lowers himself in front of her, she kisses his cheeks and he blushes slightly. He kisses her cheek as well, which surprises me a ton if I'm being honest.
"Sit, sit, sit. Both of you, sit. Have some lunch with me."
"We just ate, Nonna. We don't want to intrude-"
"What do you mean you just ate. No, no, no. Sit down. You have lunch with me, you keep Nonna company. You just ate." She scoffs. "You so thin, you so thin! Look at you! You are a nothingness. No, no. If you turn this a way, you just poof! You disappear. No. I don't take no for an answer. You eat with Nonna."
Loki is chuckling at the exchange as she pinches my cheeks and wags her finger at me. "What you giggling about over there, husband? Ah? You're too thin, too. You eat with me, with Nonna."
"As you wish, ma'am." He stops chuckling. I elbow him in the ribs.
"Why you so thin, why they no feed you at home? Ah? Why your mother not call me?" She asks.
I stop for a moment and take a deep breath, "She can't call you, Nonna." I say quietly. She has bad memory so she doesn't remember my mother getting sick. At first, I reminded her every time I saw her but she would just cry so I don't anymore. I just say she can't call.
Loki looks at me and takes my hand under the table, squeezing gently. 'Are you alright?' I glance at him and respond 'Yes.'
Meanwhile Nonna is still talking. "One day, I'm not be here and they will cry! They will cry. Oh, not you, my little Bambina, no no no. You're a good one. You always come and see Nonna, I love you!" She stands up and goes the the cupboard behind her. "You want some milk? I get you some milk. You want some cookies with your milk? The cookies with milk? You remember when you were a little kid and you always had the cookies in the milk? That was nice, ah? I get you some."
I glance at Loki, who is grinning at me and Nonna. He's clearly amused.
"You know I still have you're little bowl!" She turns to Loki, "I keep everything. My bambina use this as a baby, ah? You remember, Bambina?" I nod at her. She looks back at me "You want a little..." she taps on the glass in her hand, trying to remember the word. "Spoon! You want a little spoon?"
"No, thank you."
"Okay, I can pour some milk for you." She picks up the milk from the table. "I know you are... intolerant to the lactose. I got you milk with no lactose. But don't you tell me that you becoming one of those who are allergic to life, okay? I understand the milk thing but the cheese! Why you cannot eat, ah?" She looks slightly put out. We have this conversation often but she doesn't always remember.
"The cheese has lactose, Nonna."
"Ah, I have found mozzarella without the lactose. So next time Nonna make you lasagna, you will have the cheese without the lactose."
"I would love that, Nonna, thank you."
"Ah, Nonna think of you. Nonna love you!"
We eat a bit of everything she puts in front of us, Loki more than me. I keep feeding him my food so Nonna thinks that I am eating it by myself.
"Where is Nonno? Is he still asleep?"
"Ah, your Nonno. Ever since that pension, he do not wake up at a decent time. He wake up whenever he want to. He wake up nine o'clock in the morning. He no wake up at a decent time."
I laugh, "Nonna, you wake up way earlier than a normal person."
She scowls at me lightly, "4:30 is a decent time in the morning."
"Whatever you say, Nonna."
The entire visit lasts about 2 hours. She spends the whole time feeding us and eventually convinces us to have dinner with them as well. I tell her about my new family, the Avengers, and she demands that she makes dinner for all of them. Loki texts Tony with my phone to ask how many people were in the tower and I took Nonna to the store so she can buy what she needs. We go and get Nonno before heading back to the tower, where she makes all of us dinner.
Nonno falls asleep in the living room with Steve and Bucky, who also pass out on each other. Natasha takes tons of pictures while Wanda and Tony help Nonna in the kitchen. Tony surprises me by speaking in fluent Italian to both her and Nonno. When Peter and Morgan come in with Pepper, I introduce them to Nonna.
She gasps upon seeing little Morgan, "Ah! What a bellissimo piccola! A pretty little girl. Come, come, darling. I will be your Nonna!" She takes Morgan from me and holds her hand, walking her over to where her father is making the dessert. Tony lifts Morgan onto the counter and gives her a pastry he just finished. Pepper just smiles.
When dinner is ready, Nonna gathers us at the table (Loki extended it with his magic for this evening) and we devoured every bite of everything she made. Peter and Morgan eat way more desert than anything else, so their energy levels spiked rapidly towards the end. Eventually Tony sent them to the couch, where they bounced around for a bit before falling asleep with the sugar crash while watching a movie.
"Why you no tell me my Bambina getting married, ah? Why you no tell Nonna?" Nonna rants at Tony. His demeanor is calm but I could tell from his energy that he was nervous.
"I didn't know you were around, sweet lady. I would have invited you if I knew." He explains gently.
She scoffs and wags her finger at me, "You supposed to tell your Nonna you getting married!"
"I'm sorry, Nonna."
"It's okay, my little bambina. My love, my beauty. Ah, your Nonna love you. You're a good one." She pinches my cheeks and starts talking to Pep about the kids.
Loki laughs quietly and kisses my temple before whispering in my ear, "And you were worried about how she would react to me." Followed by another chuckle. I lean over and kiss his cheek.
"I wasn't worried about how she would react to you. I was worried about how well she would take a random shock about something this big." I retort. He grins and kisses me full on the mouth, earning fake puking sounds from Clint and Nat while Steve blushes and Thor applauds.
"No kissing the bambina in front of Nonna, husband." Nonna shouts across the table before turning to Tony, "He a ragazzaccio over there, ah?"
"Si nonna, è cattivo!"
"Tony!" I cry, laughing.
Tony flushes, "You know what I said?" He said, slightly shocked.
"Of course I do. Look at the woman you are talking to and tell me that she wouldn't teach me Italian as a child. Go ahead, I'll wait." I fold my arms across my chest and throw on my best smug smirk.
Tony glances at Nonna then back at me, "I guess you're right." I laugh and go back to talking to Loki.
Around about 9:30, we take Nonna and Nonno home. I make sure Nonno gets in bed and bid Nonna a good night, promising to come back next week.
It's a beautiful night, it being early June in New York, so Loki and I decide to walk back to the tower since its only a few blocks away. We walk along the street hand in hand, laughing and talking about everything that has happened in the past three months that he had been gone. As we walk through Central Park, Loki pulls me to a stop under a big tree and pulls me close to him. He leans his forehead down on mine.
"I really missed you, My Queen." He whispers.
"I missed you more." I tell him. He smiles.
"My apologies, Lady Friggason, but I am afraid that I must inform you that that is quite impossible. I missed you like the sun misses the moon, destined to chase you, forever and a day. I missed you because I love you. I love you like a studded leather jacket worn inside out, digging into my chest eager to draw blood." He brings his lips to mine softly.
"You are very dramatic." I mutter between his kisses.
"You love it." He answers.
I shrug and nod in agreement, pulling him back for another kiss. It doesn't last long. We pull away after a minute and walk back to the tower.
#loki x ofc#loki friggason#loki fanfic#loki odinson#tony stark#morgan stark#peter parker#avengers fic#Avengers#loki x avenger#avenger!loki#the avengers are a family#fight me
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[ Fic ] - Jumpin’ Jack Flash: Chapter 2
second chapter of my be gay do crimes fic
You can also read this story here on my AO3! kind of a short chapter, but enjoy :)
The ride to the restaurant took but 5 minutes. As soon as Abbacchio stepped out of the police car, he stretched. Already, he felt completely exhausted. It wasn’t even 9:00 yet.
All night, he was kept awake with his thoughts. The haunting screams. The scare of his partner’s near death. Where the criminal and their victims could be. What he could have done better to stop it. A mixture of guilt, anger, and sadness was tearing Abbacchio apart from the inside and he was trying harder than anything not to let it show again.
After a moment, Abbacchio let out a heavy sigh. He was here to relax and clear his mind, not dwell on those things.
“Ey, Michele, you comin?,” he asked, poking his head back in the car to see his partner still in the seatbelt. The other shook his head.
“You go on in, I’ll be there in a few. I have to make a quick call.”
“Alright,” Leone replied, waving before he started walking towards the restaurant door.
Immediately he was hit with a wave of comforting familiarity. Light chatter, the smell of delicious pizza margherita, and the clinks of various dishes made him feel at home.
It was a small place, but especially packed this morning. The waiting line stretched all the way to the table nearest to him. The comforting feeling went away when Abbacchio gained a few dirty stares as he weaved his way into the line. He tried to avoid eye contact.
It was to be expected, wasn’t it? When you were a cop, you can’t expect the world to treat you nice. Even after all you do for it.
This is what Abbacchio thought as he folded his hands in front of him, disappointment evident on what was visible of his face. He’d shamefully pulled the rim of his hat down as far as possible. There was no sign of Michele yet and he wondered if he should order for him too.
Leone rested a hand on the chair next to him, seeing as the table was empty, absentmindedly tracing little patterns on it with his finger. A minute or so passed, no hope of the line moving up yet.
“Excuse me, officer..,” a voice shook him from his thoughts and he looked down to his left.
Possibly the prettiest guy he’d ever seen was standing there. He was simply dressed, in a white blouse that donned black heart patterns all over, lazily buttoned so that a toned and slightly tanned chest was exposed. He wore dark jeans, completely faded at the knees. His black chin length hair had a pair of gold clips holding straight bangs in place.
A pair of gentle blue eyes was curiously staring into his own.
Shit, was I staring that whole time?! I was staring!
The thought must have been mutual because they both looked away for a moment, faces feeling hot.
“I’m.. sorry to disturb you, but this is my seat,” the young man finally spoke.
Abbacchio’s eyes widened with realization. He’d probably just left it for a minute or so and came back.
“O-oh, My apologies, Signore,” he sputtered, quickly removing his hand and politely stepping aside.
“Bruno,” the man replied with a smile. “Thank you,” he added once the other stepped aside and he was able to sit again.
Bruno looked back up at the starstruck cop. “And you must be...” he tilted his head to the side, to read the name on his badge. “Abbacchio.”
Leone forgot he even had his name there and had to compose himself. He managed a smile, the first real smile he’d ever given in a long time. “That’s right,” he nodded. “Pleasure’s mine, Bruno.”
When was the last time.. someone was interested in talking with him?
“It’s a beautiful morning. Though, it’s almost never this busy, you know. Come here often?,” Bruno asked causally. His voice was so calm and soothing.
Abbacchio’s hands were no longer folded anxiously in front of him.
“I haven’t been here in ages. This is a favorite of mine though. The spaghetti alla bottarga is to die for,” he mused.
Bruno chuckled, a wonderful sound.
“Well, you’re a man of good taste then. That’s exactly what I ordered.”
The officer’s attention fell on a waiter walking towards the table with the same dish in hand. He stepped back in surprise.
“Your dish, Signor Buccellati.”
Buccellati... like the sweet cookies his mother used to leave on the windowsill to cool? He looked back down at Bruno, an elegant image of black and white. What a fitting name.
“Grazie,” Bruno, no, sweet Buccellati told the waiter before he walked away. Buccellati was staring at Abbacchio with intense eyes as he unraveled his silverware from fancy gold ties.
“Abbacchio...” the officer’s name echoed in his own head before he finally realized Bruno was the one that said it.
“Care to join me?,” Bruno looked down right away, as if he didn’t mean or even expect to say those words. “I- I mean when you’re off duty. If! .. uhh you’re probably very busy, protecting the city and all.” He looked even more flustered now, unable to bring his eyes back up.
Adorable.
‘I’m trying to at least,’ Abbacchio thought before adjusting his hat.
“I’m waiting for my partner to arrive.”
Slight disappointment. “Oh, I see.”
Abbacchio noticed this and tried to hide a smirk. Did he think...
Just then, Michele walked through the door, saw Abbacchio and raised a brow before getting in line. Bruno noticed this and silent realization came across him. Police partner.
The line was almost completely gone by now, but of course Leone hadn’t noticed. He was scribbling something down on a ticket, feeling pathetic because it was the only piece of paper he had on him. Bruno was watching with wide, shocked eyes.
“It was great to meet you, Signor Buccellati. Until next time,” he said as professionally as he could muster, handing him the ticket with slightly shaking hands.
‘ Take it please take it, I don’t know what possessed me to do this, but take it before I cripple over with embarrassment ,’ he was thinking, violet-blue eyes averted.
The other was simply speechless for a few seconds before he took the paper and it fumbled in his hands. “Y-yes, likewise, officer Abbacchio. Have a good day.” A bashful smile was exchanged.
Neither could really believe their luck.
Abbacchio’s day seemed a little bit brighter now.
When he finally reached Michele, after a few glances back, the other was already standing at the register, two coffees in hand, smiling like an idiot. “Were... were you just.. chatting that guy up?!”
“Not so loud!,” Abbacchio hushed, as a few heads near them turned. His face was hidden by the hat again as he took the coffee Michele got for him. “Thanks..”
Michele had known Leone was bisexual since high school. He’d been there for him when he came out, gave advice on asking out his crushes... and comforted him through breakups or when he doubted himself. But that had been long ago. Since joining the police force, Michele was certain his partner had given up on relationships as a whole. It was easy to see why, but in his two years of serving, Abbacchio lost more and more trust for people every day.
“Well,” he pressured in a gentler tone, “what was that about then?”
Abbacchio’s eyes were still wide.
“I-I have no idea..”
His heart was racing so fast, he actually didn’t have any idea. What was this feeling?
‘Shit, does this mean I potentially have a date? I have a date I have a date I have a date,’ alarms went off in his head.
Michele looked at him with those big eyes, pressuring for more like they were in school again.
“I’m.. interested in another human being. There! I said it,” he eventually admitted.
Michele’s mouth hung open. “Leone,” he gaped, “Dio mio... It’s about time,” he said, sounding a bit too much like a nonna scolding her child.
Abbacchio shrugged, still blushing.
“Sure, I guess.”
Michele then let out a sigh.
“Well.. I’m glad you’re feeling better,” he replied patting him on the back. “Because we’re going investigating.”
Abbacchio blinked.
“But I thought—“
“Don’t worry about Polpo right now. Someone is going to help us.”
So that call he made in the car was of importance...
They both knew it was risky, but Abbacchio said nothing in return. He had a migraine all of a sudden. Nothing like returning to the crushing reality of what was going on.
“Let’s get it over with.”
After hurriedly finishing the coffee, they started out of the restaurant. With a slight frown, Leone noticed his newfound ‘interest’ was already gone as he was about to pass the table they met at.
Oh well. Maybe I’m just too hopeful. I’m an idiotta for-
He was wrong. Right where he had been sitting was part of a receipt with the words, “for abbacchio” scribbled across the front. Leone paused and looked both ways. Did... did he actually...
He grabbed the tiny paper, heart fluttering.
“I’m usually here everyday before and after work. do you want to eat pizza with me?”
Underneath were some times he was available, and lastly a phone number with the name “Bruno.”
Leone chuckled to himself.
Do I want to eat pizza?
“Hey Abbacchio, are you- ooh what’s that?,” asked Michele, who hadn’t noticed the other stop to hover at a table. He leaned over to try to get a peek at the paper.
“Nothing.” Abbacchio promptly folded it in his hand.
“You’d better fill me in on all the details of your little date when you go,” Michele replied, strutting past him. “Bruno, huh,” he teased, waiting for his flustered reaction.
“Wha!-“
Michele tried not to laugh as he held the door open. Abbacchio tucked Bruno’s note away in his jacket pocket before getting into the driver’s seat.
Maybe, just maybe... this would actually work out. He even smiled to himself at the thought. But first...
“Alright, where are we meeting this so called ‘help’ and who is it?,” Abbacchio asked his partner as he buckled his seatbelt.
“To the coast. He’s meeting us at the site of the orphanage.”
A chill ran down Leone’s spine and he couldn’t help the suspicion tugging at the back of his mind. Something seemed off.
“Michele, I want a name. Who is it,” he asked again.
The other shook his head grimly.
“I can’t tell you until we get there, alright? Trust me.”
A few moments of silence and then the sound of a key turning on the ignition. He couldn’t not trust Michele, and knew he had good intentions, but god, he hoped this wouldn’t turn into anything bad.
And then, they were off and headed back for the outskirts of Napoli to solve the seemingly forbidden case.
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Enemy is my Friend - Part One
Hey hey, looks like it’s time to post Secret Santa gifts... and hey there @red-rose-draws, I’m your Secret Santa via @mlsecretsanta. You wanted a very square Enemies!AU and I hope you enjoy~
Also if you have an AO3, I’d love to get that so I can post over there too.
Rating: G Genre: Fluff, Angst, Romance, AU, Friendship Pairing(s): Love Square Summary: According to Tikki, Chat Noir was supposed to be Ladybug’s partner, but it’s just Marinette’s luck when that turned out to be wrong, wasn’t it? Warning: Enemies!AU. Also, there’s a second part to be posted from another POV.
According to Tikki, Chat Noir was supposed to be Ladybug’s partner, but it’s just Marinette’s luck when that turned out to be wrong, wasn’t it?
Her first outing as a superheroine all those months ago definitely could’ve been better, but Chat Noir’s declaration of being her enemy was just the cherry on top. She asked Tikki over and over just how this could have happened, but the kwami couldn’t go into details. Rules and all, she had said, much like the rule that required Marinette keep her identity secret from her friends and loved ones. Any one of them could be Chat Noir, too.
It didn’t take long for the reality of this fact to change how she handled situations with extra caution.
Still, looking down at him now, him pinned to the ground, her hand twisting his right wrist to pull his ring off, she didn’t expect their confrontation to come to an end like this.
Akumatized victims by themselves were only nuisance, but add Chat Noir to the mix, and they became competition. While he never had any new powers in battle, he was the destruction to her creation - the counterforce meant to be equal in strength with small differences that covered her battle disadvantages. But although he matched her in nimbleness and just barely surpassed her in sturdiness, her cleverness won out in many of their encounters and she came out on top, leaving the feline villain to slip away to fight another day.
However, she didn’t only chalk it up to just her wit.
As determined as she was to stop Chat Noir and Hawkmoth, Chat Noir didn’t seem to take their battles seriously either. Dare she say he even seemed to be anticipating every bout? Maybe she was reading too much into it, but he did have the powers of destruction.
“Why doesn’t he just use Cataclysm on me?” she asked aloud one evening, her pencil tapping her lip. Her sketchbook sat open before her, the supervillain’s face almost drawn to completion.
Tikki halted her cookie consumption and raised her wide azure eyes, a smile playing on her face.
“I know it’s odd considering he’s your enemy, but he has a good heart. I can tell – and I know he wouldn’t have received the Cat Miraculous if he might use it for the wrong purpose.”
“I would say fighting against us is the wrong purpose…” Marinette sighed, leaning backwards in her chair. “Maybe he thinks he’s fighting for something righteous. Do you think if I asked him, he'd tell me?”
“It wouldn’t hurt to try.”
Tikki resumed devouring her cookie and Marinette continued etching mindlessly along the marks she made already: wild hair that gave him an untamed appearance, bright eyes with oval pupils (part of his transformation she assumed), and round cheeks rarely ever down because he always seemed to be grinning or smirking. His features were still sharpening, though, so he had to be around her age.
The more she drew, the more she considered.
Aside from people being affected by the akumatized victim’s power, Chat Noir didn’t seem to like civilians getting hurt. When Stormy Weather appeared, he had had an argument with Aurore because she’d shot lightning directly at park patrons. He also hadn’t approved of her sweeping people away with gusts of wind outside of the TVi studio tower.
And when she had gone on that ‘date’ with Nathaniel while he was Evillustrator, he seemed to have been watching more intently than needed. Yeah, he’d been on the lookout for Ladybug, but when she – just as Marinette – tried to get Nathaniel’s akumatized pen, he’d jumped in before she could get hurt. He even bothered coming to find her a few evenings later to sincerely apologize. And he’d meant it.
“… Weird cat,” she mumbled, staring back at the beaming image of Chat Noir.
Who was the boy beneath that mask?
She found herself coming back to that question with each subsequent encounter.
Though she should be asking him why they were fighting, it just slipped her mind again and again because there were always new questions. Who was this boy fine with people being akumatized, but not letting civilians be hurt during the rampage? Controlled was fine, but injuries were off the table. Rather contradictory; and then, why keep this chase going? She knew he had better combat skills to bring, but he seemed lax using them. Was he going easy on her? Did he find it fun? What was with all the puns and jokes and – dare she say – flirting on his part? Why did she find herself playing into it too? Was that an effect of the Miraculous?
What did Chat Noir want?
When she finally did recall, Simon Says didn’t give her the time to ask. After Tikki had her break into Gabriel Agreste’s safe (why was there a safe behind that painting?) to take some book and a peacock pin, she had formed a temporary alliance with Chat Noir to save Mr. Agreste’s life.
In that instance, things felt right – as if she’d never fought the black cat and it was scary how well they worked. It had been a whirlwind of events ending off with her meeting Master Fu,so she missed the opportunity to ask Chat Noir yet again. Sure, she did ask Master Fu, but his answer was she was better off asking Chat Noir himself.
Maybe she needed to ask herself why she even cared. He was the enemy and she needed to get the Butterfly and Cat Miraculous.
But why did it feel like taking the ring would make her the bad guy?
The holidays came and went, but something was wrong with Chat Noir.
Ever the perpetual smiler in their encounters, his expressions started becoming strained and there was a new, more aggressive approach in his fighting style. If a battle dragged on long enough, his movements would grow sluggish and predictable. That wasn’t all; paling skin, dimming eyes, and he became thinner and thinner. Despite his worsening condition, he was still the most civil villain. Heck, he got her a birthday present after finding out it was her birthday while her Nonna was akumatized.
Was he sick? Would Hawkmoth push him to keep fighting in that condition?
She didn’t want to think about it, but she couldn’t stop thinking about it when he bowed out of a fight or didn’t participate at all, watching with a hand pressed against his stomach from a distance. It was such a distraction that she wasn’t even paying attention to Luka while André served her ice cream. She was so startled she accidentally swatted it, sending the peach and mint green scoops flying. Marinette apologized profusely, but André didn’t seem too perturbed.
“There is conflict in your heart right now.”
“Huh?”
This time, she paid attention as he made the cone.
“Peach pink like his lips and mint green like his eyes! Eat this, my dear, and your love will materialize!”
“My love…”
Accepting the cone, Marinette stared at it unblinking for a few seconds, focused on mint melting onto the peach. Even as the dregs began to run over her fingers, she stood there, feeling her face flare up.
“Is that it? But I shouldn’t…”
“Uh, Marinette?” Luka’s voice cut through her thoughts and she turned her head. Not only was he staring at her, but so were Alya, Nino, Ivan, and Mylène. Normally, that would embarrass her, but she calmly took a few Euros from her pocket to pay André.
“Thank you for the ice cream. Sorry guys, I have to do something.”
She didn’t wait for her change before sprinting off, scarfing down her ice cream and powering through the brain freeze to make it home.
It just had to be a coincidence - she was thinking too much about that stupid cat, the ice cream meant nothing. Her Miraculous wasn’t helping either. Yeah, she was sure. That dumb boy becoming thin as a rail was not her concern – she didn’t have to do anything about it!
It was just the right chance to take his Miraculous and then go after Hawkmoth!
The akuma had been paltry this evening, but it had assisted her immensely by dealing with Chat Noir on their own, though it didn’t have to throw him away like he was rubbish. He was just tired – yeah, that had to be it; that had to be why he hadn’t bothered trying to get up during the fight.
… Had his arm always been this thin?
He struggled beneath her knee – oh god, she could feel his ribs shifting beneath her leg. Before people arrived, she just needed to take his ring – grab it and be done with one nuisance. Pinching his ring and pulling slowly, her leering eyes darted to his sunken face, taking in wide, pleading eyes watering slightly in the corner, the faux ears on his even messier hair folded flat. No longer was he trying to push her off, but he was trembling, gradually appearing much like a kicked cat he embodied. Teeth gritted, his jaws shifted as though to open, but he refused – why did he refuse to speak?
If this was victory, it felt terrible.
He wasn’t anywhere near his peak physical form; and with him, this wasn’t how she wanted to win.
Beneath her leg, she both felt and heard his stomach rumble loudly.
“… You stupid cat.” He wasn’t eating? Was that really the problem? “You owe me one, got it? And don’t you dare try to take my earrings right now.”
“… W-What?”
Once boisterous voice was soft and very shockingly subdued, and picking him up suddenly had him yelping, but she didn’t comment. Yo-yo out, she allowed it to fly, catching a nearby roof and sending them both soaring across Paris.
Was she really doing this? Was she really going out of her way to help her enemy? Well, she supposed she still felt some responsibility because they were supposed to be partners, but watch her luck – she was going to regret this.
Gosh she’d really like him to say something right now. Maybe she wouldn’t be thinking too hard on it, but he hadn’t said a word.
Landing firmly on the patisserie’s rooftop, she placed him in her lawn chair – alright, she might’ve dropped him in a bit more harshly than she meant - hands going to her hips as he gazed upon her in confusion.
“Listen here, Chat Noir. I know you helped the girl who lives here before and she’s pretty grateful. So stay here and maybe – just maybe – I can convince her to give you something to eat. If I’m going to claim your Miraculous, it’s going to be in a fair fight, understand?”
“What? You don’t need to--”
“You say that, but your stomach says otherwise.”
She noticed him flinch when she cut him off, but didn’t have time to ask what that was about. “Bug out, Kitty.”
She didn’t hear him scrambling to follow her as she leapt down and entered the building. Inside the bakery’s kitchen, she transformed back to Marinette, scowling because again, what was she doing? How ever troubled she was, Tikki was glowing.
“I’m proud of what you’re doing, Marinette.”
“Really? I think I might’ve done something wrong,” the girl replied with a groan. “I mean, I brought him back here to feed him. I’m sure if our positions were different…”
“He would likely do the same,” Tikki interrupted, hovering before Marinette’s face. “Even if he’s working with Hawkmoth, you know Chat Noir isn’t underhanded like him. Maybe he lets the akuma do what they must to get your attention, but he never directly harms civilians.”
That could be debatable, but Tikki was right. It wasn’t like Chat Noir was the one akumatizing people or giving them targets. Nor did he ever purposely make anyone fall under the abilities of some past akuma – and when they did fight, he didn’t try involving anyone to make her give up her Miraculous; Hawkmoth did. In fact, with him being on the side lines for many of their recent skirmishes, he seemed to observe with a mild grimace.
“… Maybe I could get him to open up about why he’s doing this,” she started softly. “Maybe, but if he finds out who I am, I don’t want him to feel like I deceived him.”
“When the time comes, you’ll do the right thing. I’m sure!” Tikki bumped against her cheek and Marinette giggled. In the back of her mind, she could only hope no reveal occurred anytime soon. It was time to get to the bottom of who Chat Noir was really.
“So, what shall we feed a hungry cat?”
#ml secret santa#mlsecretsanta2k18#mlsecretsanta#miraculous ladybug#scribbling do#miraculous!au#ladybug#marinette dupain-cheng#chat noir#ladynoir#marichat#mentions of other friends#enemies!au#red-rose-draws#gifting#tikki
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@sweetcannolicarisi and I are back at it with a new Dacee collaboration!!! :)
TW: self harm, postpartum, and depression.
Damian: 8
Dominick: 3
Myra: 3 months
Macee awoke and untangled herself from Dante. She looked at the clock and saw she had a few minutes before Myra would wake up. She headed to the bathroom. She splashed some water on her face. She looked at herself in the mirror. She stared at her reflection, flashing back to a week ago. Today was her therapy appointment and she was terrified. She wanted herself back. She missed who she was. She looked next to the sink and saw a picture in a frame. Dante had put pictures around their house the last week, to remind Macee of her happy life. Her and Dante when they first started dating, after one of his high school soccer games. She was wearing his jersey. They were so young then, so happy. Macee longed to be that happy again.
“That’s one of my favorites,” Dante said. Macee jumped and stared at him.
“Mine too. We were so happy then...I was so happy.” Macee whispered as she set the frame down.
“You okay, doll? Did something..” Dante said.
Macee shook her head. “J-just nervous, for t-today.”
“I’ll be right th-“ Dante spoke as he was cut off by the sound of Myra crying. “You want me to get her?”
Macee shook her head, “I got her, she’s probably hungry.” Macee took off down the hall to Myra’s room.
Dante sighed as he ran his hand through his curls before going to wake up the boys. Popping his head into Myra’s room, he saw Macee sitting in the chair by her crib, feeding her. A small crossed his lips before he rushed downstairs to let the dogs outside. Once the rest of the family joined Dante downstairs, he was setting the table for breakfast.
“Why do we have to go to nonno’s today?” Damian whined. Macee came into the kitchen, Myra resting against her chest as she gently rubbed her back.
“Mami has a doctor’s appointment. You three are going to have so much fun at nonno’s house!” Dante smiled at his kids as he quickly filled plates and placed them at the table. Dom smiled as he giggled softly.
“Nonna make cookies!” Dominick was always happy to see Sonny and Sophia. Sophia always made them cookies while Sonny would let them eat anything they wanted.
“Your parents are going to make our kids fat.” Macee laughed softly as she placed Myra in the baby rocker by the kitchen table.
“But I want to stay with you guys.” Damian whined as he pushes his refs around the plate. Dante sighed and shook his head.
“I’m sorry, champ, but this appointment is only for adults. No kids.” Dante said as Damian began to pout. “If you’re good for nonno and nonna today, I’ll buy you ice cream.” Dante bribed his son as Macee glared him down. He brushed it off before sitting down with the family to eat.
In the waiting room at the doctors office, Macee impatiently tapped her foot. Dante put his hand on her knee. She looked at him. He smiled at his wife. “Mace..”
“Don’t.” Macee said as she looked away.
“What’s wrong?” Dante asked.
“T-the way your parents looked at me. It-it’s like they knew, but they didn’t say anything…” Macee said as she looked at Dante. “Babe, I just want to get better.”
“I know. It’s going to be okay, doll.” Dante said.
“Carisi?” The receptionist said. Macee and Dante stood up and followed her back to a room. She said the doctor will be in shortly and left the two alone.
“Dante, what if...what if they can’t help me?” Macee asked.
“They will. It’s their job.” Dante said as he kissed her forehead.
“Mr. and Mrs. Carisi, what brings you in?” The doctor asked.
Macee looked down at her feet, “S-since I had my daughter, 3 months ago, I-I haven’t been myself.” Macee mumbled.
The doctor nodded. “Your first child?”
“No. Our third.” Macee said.
“Was the birth any different than the others?” The doctor asked.
Macee looked at Dante. He held her hand tightly as she spoke. “Yes. I-I kept having this pain, after my water broke. It wasn’t like the pain when I had the boys. T-they took Dante out of the room and doctor rushed me in for a c-section. Something w-went wrong a-and they also had to perform an emergency hysterectomy.” Macee said. Dante let go of her hand and began to softly rub small circles on her back. He forced a smile at Macee. They were both holding back tears.
The doctor wrote some notes down on his notepad before he looked back up at the couple and spoke. “Have you ever harmed, or tried to harm, your children?”
Macee gasped. “No! I could never harm them.”
The doctor nodded. “That’s good, that’s a good answer. Have you ever harmed, or tried to harm, yourself?”
Macee bit her lip. The tears she was holding in came flowing down her cheeks.
“Mace, doll, it’s okay. He’s gonna help you.” Dante said.
“L-last week. Dante and I got into an argument and I wanted to be alone.” Macee started as she wiped the tears from her cheeks. “After the c-section I just.. I hate how I look in the mirror a-and…” Macee couldn’t finish her sentence. She turned and began to cry against Dante. He held her close with a frown.
“I got to her right before she tried to.. cut her stomach. I never noticed things had changed in her. Sure, she was always tried and in a mood, she was like that for the boys. We rarely got sleep or time to ourselves. I-I never thought something was wrong..” Dante held back his tears as he gently rubbed Macee’s back.
“Some mothers going through postpartum depression don’t seek help. You’re getting help today and I’m glad.” The doctor said as he write a few things down on his paper. “I write down your prescription for antidepressants. There is a pharmacy around where you two live I will send it too. I suggest coming back in two weeks to see me. If we need to change your prescription at all, we will. I have you both have a wonderful day with your family.” The doctor smiled as he shook each of their hands before Dante and Macee left.
“See, doll. That wasn’t too hard…” Dante said as he continued to wipe tears from her eyes.
“B-But what if something happens?” Macee whispered softly. Dante kissed her forehead and slowly walked out of the building with her.
“I’m here for you, doll. I can take some personal time away from soccer.” Dante said. Macee looked at him and frowned.
“No.. I don’t want you missing practice and games because I’m not.. I’m not myself. Please, Dante. I’m fine.” Macee said. Dante shook his head and kissed her forehead.
“Just the first two months, okay? I’m going to be with you everyday, every step of the way. Now, let’s go get lunch. Wherever your heart desires love.” Dante smiled as they made their way to the car.
“How about chicken wings?” Macee said.
“Chicken wings it is, doll.” Dante said as he drove off towards the restaurant.
Macee was strangely quiet on the way to the restaurant. Dante sighed. “Macee..”
“Dante, I’m fine. I’m just tired, okay.” Macee said.
“If you’re not okay, you’d tell me, right?” Dante asked. Macee looked out the window and didn’t respond. “Mace?”
“Yeah…” Macee said as she looked at Dante.
“Did you hear me? You’ll tell me if you’re not okay, right?” Dante asked as they pulled into the restaurant.
“I-I think I would. I-I when I feel like that, I’m not myself.” Macee said as Dante parked the car. He turned it off and looked at his wife. He took a stray hair and moved it out of her face. She looked at him with tears in her eyes. “Dante…”
“Don’t cry, Mace. Let’s get some lunch, okay?” Dante said as he got out of the car. He ran around the front of the car to open Macee’s door for her. She smiled. “There. That’s what I miss, my girls smile.”
Once they were seated and ordered their food, Macee looked at Dante. “You know, this is the first time we’ve been alone since Myra was born.”
“Yeah, it is.” Dante reached across the table and softly grabbed Macee’s hands. He rubbed a finger over her wedding and engagement ring. “I remember the day I gave you this ring...god I was so nervous.”
“You should have known I’d say yes. I’ve always loved you.” Macee softly smiled at Dante.
“We’ve been through so much together, Mace. We will get through this too. I promise, doll.” Dante said.
Macee felt her eyes tear up. She went to speak when the waiter arrived with their lunch.
The two ate in silence before Dante quickly paid the bill and the two left. Macee plugged her phone into the AUX cord and began to play her favorite playlist. The two sang all the way to Staten Island to pick up the kids. Once Dante pulled up to his parents house, he shut the car off and walked to the door and opened it.
“Ma? Pop?” Dante called out. He heard the faint crying of Myra from one of the rooms as Sophia came from the kitchen.
“Your father just set the boys down for a nap and he’s trying to get Myra to sleep. You two hungry?” Sophia asked as she headed back to the kitchen. Dante and Macee followed her as Dante shook his head.
“We actually just ate. Thanks for watching the kids for us, ma. I owe ya one.” Dante smiled as he noticed his mother check something in the oven. “Are you making focaccia?” Dante smiled as Macee raised her brow.
“You’re thinking about food already? We just ate.” She said with a smirk as Dante wrapped his arm around her waist.
“You don’t get it, doll. My ma makes the absolute best focaccia! Is there anyway we can take some home?” Dante asked his mother as she quickly nodded.
“It should be done here within a few minutes but it has to cool before I can’t give you some. You two can go relax in the living room.” Sophia said as she watched the two walk away to the living room to watch some TV.
Dante and Macee sat down on the couch. Myra was still crying as Sonny tried to get her to sleep.
“I’m going to go see if I can get her to sleep, doll,” Dante said as he kissed Macee’s forehead when he stood up.
Macee smiled at Dante as he walked away. As soon as he was gone, she frowned. Sophia watched Macee as she sighed. Sophia had been through it before and wanted to help her daughter-in-law.
“Macee, you okay?” Sophia asked.
Macee smiled softly as she spoke, “Yeah, I’m fine.”
“I’ve known you since you were a kid, I can tell...Mace, you’re not alone.” Sophia said as she sat next to Macee.
“What are you talking about?” Macee asked as she turned to Sophia.
“I-I had it too. After Ren and Alfie. It was worse after Alfie.” Sophia said as she put her arm around Macee pulling her close.
“I had no idea.” Macee said as she looked at Sophia.
“I could tell something was off this morning. I wanted to say something...Macee, if you need anything, day or night, you know you can call me, or Sonny.”
Macee smiled. “Thank you. I might take you up on that sometime.”
Myra’s crying had stopped. Dante and Sonny appeared in the living room.
“Hey Mace.” Sonny said.
“Hi Sonny.” Macee said as Dante walked up and sat on the other side of her. Sonny and Sophia went back into the kitchen to pack up some focaccia.
Dante wrapped his arms around Macee as she relaxed under his touch. “What’d you and ma talk about?”
“Just...girl stuff.” Macee said as she yawned.
“Myra just fell asleep and the boys will probably sleep awhile. If you’re tired Mace, close your eyes and rest for awhile.” Dante said as he began to play with Macee’s hair. She fell asleep almost instantly. Dante closed his eyes and was soon asleep, too.
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Hello! I was wondering if - just for fun - you could tell us your favourite Plance headcannons (canonverse or otherwise) :)
Hi!
I hope your exams went well :)
This got a bit long so it’s under a cut.
1. Pidge learnt how to cook proper Italian while she was staying with her Nonna in Italy. Upon discovering this, Lance constantly begs her to cook for him. Pidge refuses because there’s no way you can get the right cheeses or flours in space and it will only taste like disappointment.
2. Pidge taught Lance how to do the splits for The Voltron Show. He was suitably impressed, and doubly-so when she showed him her ‘party trick’ (sticking her foot on his shoulder while they’re standing up) (not all of the impressed feelings were for the reasons Pidge expected)
3. Lance is very good at games like Candy Crush, Sudoku, those bridge-building thingies? And Pidge is surprisingly terrible at them. She still plays them on his phone when she’s really bored, but at some point Lance ends up leaning on her shoulder and telling her to stop rushing through everything holy cheese Pidge that’s why you die so fast. It’s not meant to be hard.
4. Hunk and Pidge were meant to go home for the Thanksgiving before they got to space while Lance was staying at the Garrison. Pidge ended up having to head back to the Garrison (see my Pidge headcanons Page 25 I’ll actually write them all up for you after this check-in) and, not wanting to be alone, came up with some stupid ‘yeah I’m locked out of my room can I crash on Hunk’s bed?’ story. Lance and Hunk agreed ‘cause they felt awful for her, and Hunk texted Lance a peanut butter cookie recipe so Pidge was greeted at the door with a plateful of them (and she almost cried). Later that night Pidge decides to return the favour and sneaks to the kitchen to make churros, but accidentally sets it on fire. Since she’s kinda in a bad place she totally panics, almost throws water on an oil fire, and then instead of hitting the fire alarm she runs back to the dorm to wake Lance up (who deals with it by hitting the fire alarm because wtf Pidge). Lance still brings up the time he woke up to Pidge practically on top of him going OH MY GOD IT’S ON FIRE LANCE HELP
4.5 Lance taught her how to actually make churros a day or so later. Pidge then taught him how to make macarons. They ended up spending most of the vacation baking - with various degrees of success, but no more fires - and the few students and teachers there for the holiday were grateful. They were like the baking fairies.
4.75 Both of them were then piss-tested every week for like a month.
5 They were both surprised by how little really changed when they got together. During their downtime or personal times things were obviously different, but it didn’t affect their working relationship or their relationships with the rest of the team at all - which is a testament to how strong their friendship was.
6 Pidge’s family is rich. Really rich. Like, she was a trust fund baby anyway and then her dad and brother died in space so people just kept throwing money at her and she didn’t have anything to do with it but invest it. Lance’s family scrimped and saved to put him through the Garrison and it was still only possible because he got a scholarship. Pidge never realised how sheltered she’d been until Lance was commenting over a candlelit dinner about how he used to love the candles during blackouts as a kid, and she was like ??? Why would you have a blackout?? Okay, old grid, but still generator? Oh, generators are $6,000? Why not just buy one that’s not a lot?
6.5 Lance eventually finds out that Pidge is ridiculously wealthy after they’ve been together a long time. The different bothers him more than her, but tbh Pidge doesn’t really get along with high society types so it ends up being a non-issue.
6.75 Pidge’s mom is from way more humble roots and was a scholarship kid herself, so Lance feels much better after a trip to Italy to meet mom’s side of the family.
7 Spanish is Pidge’s second language (Italian being her first) and her only close friend back home is Hispanic. Lance actually ran in the same circles, but it was like he was her friend’s older brother’s friend. They met a few times before Kerberos and didn’t get along at all (Lance just had way too much fun winding Pidge up) but they don’t recognise each other (and barely remember each other anyway) until they get back to Earth and ‘meet’ each others’ friends (Hey, what are you doing here? Wait what? What? You know each other? WE know each other?!)
7.5 The first time they actually met, Pidge was 11 and Lance was 13. Pidge and her friend convinced him to let them put pink bows in his hair. Lance still has the photo on his phone (he still has a lot of photos on his phone and once he realises that he has great fun showing the rest of the team his 15 or so pics of ‘baby pidge’)
7.75 Pidge’s friends give her a lot of shit when she gets back for having picked up a Cuban accent. Lance is not even slightly sorry.
#plance#ish#pidgance#bel-lina#sorry it took me so long to get back to you!#I suck at things i need to think about
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Kagami Appreciation Week Day 4
https://archiveofourown.org/works/16309199/chapters/39160849
Day 4: Girl’s Night
At the night all the girls of Miss Bustier’s class and a few from other teachers were doing a pajama party at Juleka’s houseboat.
Kagami Tsurugi sat on a bar stool between Lila Rossi and Rose Lavillant watching Juleka’s older brother Luka helping the goth girl mixing smoothies for the party guests.
Alix was dancing with Alya, Myléne and Aurore in the middle of the living room, Mireille sat with Ondine, Marinette, Sabrina and Chloé on the couch seeing the girls dance, besides Chloé that was showing her friend Sabrina something on her smartphone.
“Marinette get up and dance with us” Asked Alya dancing to the song, that aired from a Bluetooth connected music box.
“No I’m fine” Marinette rejected, then Alya rolled her eyes playfully and grabbed the blue-haired girl on the hand for her to get up.
“Come we dance together” Alya offered, then Marinette shrugged her shoulders and joined her friend.
At the bar Luka served the drinks, followed by Juleka adding to all drinks a lemon slice on the edge of the drink glasses.
“Thank you” Said the three on the bar stool in chorus.
“I love strawberry so much” Rose said starting to sip from the drinking straw.
“Aww” Lila and Kagami said at the same time.
“The little kitty seems to love her milk” Luka said observing his sister-in-law enjoying the mix.
“Luka can I tell you something?” The Japanese asked afterward the raven-haired turned his attention to the short blue-hair. “Thank you for letting me make the birthday party here”
“No problem” Juleka’s older brother responded. “My mom takes it easy. Also it would probably be very boring spending the birthday all alone home”
“Yeah”
“I dislike being alone. I nearly spend all my birthday or public holidays all alone, just once in a while, I had the luck to spend three years ago until Befana day with my nonna, then I had to go back to my parents and we went to Turkey for a week or so”
“Same if not it’s just a normal day, where I have to work on my fencing skills, studying for school, guitar lessons, Russian...”
“You’re like the female version of Adrien, except you can go out and he kind of can’t”
“He can, but sometimes his father is like my mother at some instinct. My guitar its string had got broken during the play and she didn’t let me out to go to the cinema with you”
“Oh yeah, I remember” Lila said drinking a bit from her smoothie. “Rose and Juleka were there together with Nathaniel.”
“I found it strange, that the movie was unrestricted and it contained….uhm sex” Juleka pointed out a little abashed.
“Yeah I know, but it wasn’t explicit and…...if there were any kids I think they didn’t get it” Lila said trying to remember that evening.
“You didn’t see seem really naked. You saw they had underwear, that girl there even wore a bra” Kagami mentioned.
“Nathaniel was funny, he looked at me with a disgusted face and asked me Why did you bring me to see this” Rose told Luka making him laugh.
“Poor guy,” Luka said amused by the blonde’s story.
“I couldn’t know that either, I just told him the movie was about a Jewish man, that feel in love with a non-Jewish girl”
“I still found the movie pretty funny. His mother mostly” Lila said making Kagami chuckle.
“Right, she really was hilarious” Agreed the Japan decedent girl.
“She’s open up girls. she’s opening up!” Announced Aurore running at the girls grabbing them by the shoulder.
“Who’s opening up?” Asked Kagami looking at Lila and Rose, that shrugged their shoulders in response to the birthday girl. The four girls at the bar turned around to see Mireille sitting on the coffee table and Aurore sat down next to her.
“Okay now you can tell it”
“No, I think no one cares about it” Mireille said a little embarrassed.
“Come, they sure would love to hear, what you’re saying right?” Asked Marinette looking at the other girls, that nodded including Luka.
“Uhm if you want I can leave you all alone” Luka said leaving the bar and picking his guitar while he was on the way to his room.
“Jean finally asked me out” Mireille said and half of the girls jumped up in the air.
“That’s great!” Shouted Lila.
“Congratulation” Kagami wished along with Rose and Juleka.
“Does it mean, that you’re now dating?” Questioned Alya.
“Yeah” Responded the half-Chinese girl making the girls go aww.
“That’s amazing” Ondine said picking a cookie up from a plate, that lied on the coffee table.
“Jean is a good guy” Aurore said to the blue-haired girl. “He’s definitely a keeper”
“Aurore do you have anyone, you would like to get asked out?” Asked Myléne looking up at the former participant of the weather girl competition.
“There’s Adrien, but I don’t think he’s interested in me” The blonde with the pigtails responded.
“What about you Ondine, you and Kim are very good friends. Is there something more about it?” Asked Alya making the girl turn red.
“Oh there is!” Lila said clapping with her hands.
“There is, but I think he still hasn’t figured out, that I’m in love with him. He thinks it’s someone else”
“He’s probably still trying to get any closer to me, but I’m waiting for Adrikins to ask me out”
“Has anyone else realized that every second girl has or had a crush on Adrien?” Asked the pink-haired girl looking at Rose and Juleka.
“Well he’s the XY of modeling and also a teen like all us” Responded Myléne. “Nearly all girls at school love him”
“Yeah” Agreed Ondine.
“I already seen around the internet people writing fanfictions about themselves and Adrien, isn’t this kind of creepy?” Asked Aurore making Marinette and Chloé smile embarrassed.
“That’s...totally ridiculous….”
“Utterly ridiculous….” Chloé said taking her smartphone out and deleting three documents of her word saying The Live as an Agreste.
“There are worse parts on the internet don’t worry” Alya assured the girls.
“Lila, what about you and Nathaniel?” Asked Marinette.
“What do I and Nathaniel have?” Asked Lila making Kagami and Rose laugh.
“You don’t need to lie to us. We know, that you’re in love with him” Marinette pointed out. “Rose said so” The blue-eyed girl said making Rose grin in embarrassment at Marinette’s revelation.
“Rose! That was our secret”
“Don’t be such a drama queen” Rose said with a giggle.
“All of us know you’re in love with him. Juleka and Rose even know he’s in love with you” Kagami assured making Lila cross her arms.
“You’re just making me feel better”
“Ask Juleka” Added the Japanese girl. “She’s the one, who told us that”
“Is this real?” Asked Lila gazing at Juleka, who nodded back.
“My brother said so.” Responded Juleka. “Remember last Christmas we had to pick from a vase a secret Santa?”
“Yes he had me and gave me this armband” Lila explained lifting her arm up showing the silver colored bracelet.
“He was supposed to tell you with a card, that he loves you but he somehow lost the card and then you only got the bracelet from him”
“Oh no I didn’t know that” Lila said sad holding her other hand at her bracelet thinking about the little failure Nathaniel had done with the job.
“Don’t worry, he will have more chances to tell you that, don’t worry” Kagami assured her friend while petting her on the shoulder.
“I could ask him out too, but I don’t know if he would feel bad about me doing this step instead of him”
“Nathaniel wants to impress you in many ways and always tries the hardest to success.”
“He really is a sweetheart”
“When I came to the pajama party here I thought we would be pillow fighting, watching a movie or something and not talk about boys.” Alix said picking a pillow hitting it on Myléne’s head. “And don’t worry Lila, the Nathaniel I know won’t give up easily on you”
“Yeah I believe you that” Lila said getting up taking a pillow and hitting Kagami on her head.
“Hey!” Kagami shouted making Lila laugh, then the brown-eyed girl took another pillow and hit Lila with it.
“Pillow fight!” Rose yelled loud rising up from behind the couch with a pillow, then got hit by Juleka with another pillow and all the girls started to pillow fight each other.
“Be careful with your nails” Hissed Chloé as Sabrina hit her with a smaller pillow on the head, making the redhead stop.
“Excuse me” Apologized Sabrina, then Chloé smirked and hit Sabrina on the face making her lose her glasses and fell down the floor.
“Oh my gosh, are you alright?” Asked the blonde looking shocked at her friend, that quickly sat up half dizzy from the hit.
“I’m great”
“Don’t scare me like that ever again, I thought I had killed you” Chloé exclaimed making Sabrina laugh, then Chloé rolled her eyes at Sabrina after more seconds as Sabrina kept laughing Chloé couldn’t help herself and start to laugh too.
“Hey girls, shouldn’t we be a little quiet because of Luka?” Asked Marinette. “He went before into his room”
“He must be listening to music, he’s always listening to music, when he’s all by himself at school” Ondine explained the blue-haired Chinese girl.
“He could also be asleep” Myléne walking at Luka’s room then saw him sleeping on his bed with his headphones plugged into his ears. “I think he’s sleeping while listening to music”
Alix wide her eyes and looked at Lila and Kagami.
“Hey girls I have an amazing idea in mind, wanna hear?” Asked Alix and Lila nodded, while Kagami shook her head.
“Yes” The brunette resplied.
“No” Responded Kagami after Lila’s answer.
“Juleka can you bring us your makeup box?” Asked the pink-haired girl earning a nod from the tall raven-haired girl.
Later Lila stood at the side of Luka’s bed, while Alix was on the other side on his bed putting makeup on Luka’s face. All the girls were watching and grinning amazed at the sight of how Luka was turning after the girl’s improving his looks.
“Luka’s face looks similar to Marc’s” Marinette said earning a nod from Rose.
“Who’s Marc?” Asked Sabrina looking at the other girls.
“That guy, that’s always sitting under the stairs writing Ladybug stories” Explained Alya. “His usually wearing a red hoodie”
“That’s Marc?” Asked Chloé surprised. “He looks like a girl”
“He’s a genderfluid if I’m correct” Explained the Martinic girl.
“What does this mean?” Asked Chloé not understanding, that what the brown-skinned girl said.
“I don’t know how to explain that, I personally don’t get it either”
“Maybe you could ask him that?”
“Nah it’s okay. It’s a waste of time”
“Who knows, maybe you and Marc have anything in common?” Marinette suggested.
“Forget it, I’m still waiting for the right person to come and maybe that’s in a few years, who knows”
“Have you got hair tint for his hair?” Asked Alix looking at Juleka, who shook her head.
“No”
“Did you really want him to look like Marc?” Asked Aurore.
“It was worth a try” The short girl responded, then shrieked as Luka got up and all girls shrieked and Alix jumped off over the boy on the ground and Lila got pulled by Kagami away from him.
“We’re screwed Lila” Kagami said, then all started to laugh at the sight of Luka.
“Why are you all in my room?” Asked Luka, then Rose held her smartphone with the front camera turned on for Luka to see himself. “Whoa”
“You look amazing” Alix said making the others laugh.
“I don’t really look that bad” Luka said, then he sat up taking a picture.
“Wait, the makeup artists need to be present too” Alix said sitting next to Luka on the bed followed by Lila.
Kagami chuckled at seeing the three taking a selfie with the rouged teen boy.
“I think I’m gonna snap this” Luka said posting it online.
“You really look like the older version of Marc, you just needed to change your clothes and color your hair fully black.” Marinette said making Juleka’s brother nod.
“Now whose turn is it to get a new look?” Asked Luka then Kagami pointed at Lila and Alix held Lila on her arms along with Rose.
“What no!” Lila said and Kagami took with a brush an dark color and painted Lila’s eyelid while she had closed it for her, still struggling a bit.
“If I turn out awful, I’m making you look like the walking dead!”
“Don’t worry, you’ll turn out great” Kagami promised with a giggle, then Ondine picked up an orange lipstick and waited until Kagami was done with her part.
Hours later the girls were all dressed in their pajamas and spread around the houseboat all wrapped up in their sleeping bags. Kagami was in the same room as Rose, Juleka and Lila inside their own bags talking with each other.
“I wanted to thank you all again for making this the birthday of my life” Kagami said looking at Rose, Juleka and Lila.
“Yet” Corrected Lila making her friend chuckle.
“If you allow me to paint you as Ladybug next year, yeah”
“Not gonna happen” Lila said crossing her arms jokingly.
“Great, then I’ll paint you as the Evillustrator, that’s probably better right?”
“I see, that I need to organize another makeup artist for the wedding hein?”
“We’re still sixteen and you’re already planning your future?” Asked Alix sneaking inside her green sleeping back into the room like a snake.
“I want to get married in the future, I don’t know about you girls”
“Me too” Rose said holding her arm up in the air.
“My mother wants me to get married. Until I’m 20, she wants me to already have found somebody, if not she’s looking for someone from other families”
“That’s bullshit with these arranged weddings. Don’t they know their kids have their own rights?” Alix said taking a spot between Kagami and Rose.
“Some parents just don’t matter their children’s choices. They rather want to see your kids with someone together, than someone that….you know….could make your parents feel embarrassed or something” Kagami said. “Example, they would feel ashamed if I was interested into a woman instead or someone from lower classes”
“Like Nathaniel?” Asked Rose earning a nod from the Japanese girl.
“Nathaniel isn’t very low down. He’s just a lone child and only his mother is raising him….Also he’s Jewish and if my dad knew I loved someone from another religion, he’d kill me”
“But now you do love one” Alix pointed out. “What are you going to do later about that?”
“There’s my mother. She already met him and likes him”
“Does she also know, he’s Jewish?” Asked Kagami.
“No, but she would not turn like my dad, if she discovered it”
“I think religions doesn’t matter my mother, unless I had to convert into their religion instead”
“I don’t know” Lila said lying down in her bag, then wide her eyes and got up. “What about Adrien Agreste?” Asked the Italian looking at her friend.
“Lila get some sleep” Kagami asked turning her head away from her at Alix, which glared at her serious.
“Talk”
“What?” Asked the blue-haired girl. “I don’t have a crush on Adrien….oh c….”
“Got ya!” Lila said along with Rose and Juleka.
“Alright, alright I admit it. I also have a crush on him like everyone else”
“I knew it!” Lila shouted jumping with her sleeping bag. “I knew soon or later you would end up falling in love with him”
“It’s nearly one in the morning and Lila is still this hyper” Alix said plugging her earplugs into her ears putting the music on shuffle. “Wake me up, when it’s all over”
“Okay” Rose said twitching inside her bag together before she closed her eyes to sleep. “Good night Juleka”
“Night Rose” Wished Juleka doing the same as Rose did.
“Good night girls” Wished Kagami, then looked back at Lila that kept looking at the Japanese friend. “I like Adrien, if you want to hear that” Whispered Kagami to the brunette. “I just didn’t go any further, cause he still hasn’t forgotten about his crush”
“Right I’m so sorry about this”
“It’s okay, maybe soon or later I’ll meet someone over the way who’s meant for me”
“Who knows, maybe you already met him” Lila said making Kagami chuckle.
“Who Luka?”
“Maybe?”
“You’re crazy”
“You don’t need to tell me something, I already know”
“Of course not” Kagami said shaking her head. “Good night”
“Good night Kagami” Lila said closing her eyes along with her friend, then later they managed to fall asleep.
#wearemiraculous#Kagami Tsurugi#kagami appreciation week#pyjama party#lila and kagami bff#all girls from class#canon divergent au
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