#there's something up with max (my cat) right now. he might have some sort of tooth or mouth problem and it's scaring me so so badly

[fnvbennygecko]

yaaay

[countlessrealities]

Kisses under the mistletoe || No longer accepting

@alm1ghtysea sent: 💏 - my muse kisses your muse under a mistletoe without a warning (For Adrien and Kaito !)

Parties were the sort of scene Adrien was still getting used to. He had been to plenty of gatherings with his father, back when he had used to model for Gabriel, but those were easier to navigate. All he had to do was being quiet, talking only when he was addressed and smile for the cameras, if there were any.

This was different.

He wasn't sure of how Marinette and Alya had managed to convince the principal to let them hold a Christmas party in the school yard, but apparently not only they had succeeded, but they had also managed to turn the place into show of colourful lights and winter-themed decorations. The place was almost unrecognisable

Adrien himself had helped setting up the scene the previous day, but seeing it now, with the light of the day quickly fading away, everything looked as if it had been wrapped in a cheerful golden glow, with a touch of red and silver here and there. In one word, it was beautiful.

Had it been up to him, he would have gladly just leant against the wall, away from most of the crowd and enjoyed the scene. Not just the yard in itself, but also the people and the cheerful atmosphere that filled all the space. Unfortunately, everyone else had other plans for him, so he had found himself being dragged from one corner to the other.

Chatting with Nino, making sure that Chloé didn't mess with the sweets Marinette had baked, saving the latter from her own clumsiness, playing judge in an argument between Kim and Max.

And, last but not least, now Plagg was demanding to be fed some of the cheese from the refreshments table.

The teen had grumbled a little at the kwami demands, but eventually he had given in. Careful not to draw anyone's attention, he had made a beeline for the food, keeping watch while the creature scarfed down almost all the contents of the cheese plate. Hopefully, no one would have noticed, because he wasn't looking forward to lie and say that he had been the one to eat all that.

"C-C'mon, Plagg, that's enough," he whispered, ushering the kwami back under his shirt. "I'll get you more once we get home, alright? Someone might see you. And we can't...!"

The rest of his sentence was lost in a little huff as he turned around and bumped straight into Kaito. He had spotted the other teen here and there, surrounded by his friends, but he had never found the chance or a pretext to approach him...until now.

Adrien instantly opened his mouth to apologise, but, once again, his words got lost as he noticed something else, hanging from a thread right over their heads.

...Oh shit. Was that mistletoe?!

"Uh, h-hey, Kaito, I just..." He started, unsure of what to say. He had stared at the plant too long, because the other had looked up in turn.

Great, now the cat was out of the bag. And how he wished to be the cat, so he could have just zoomed away and hide on a rooftop.

"It looks like we...that's..."

Did his friend even know about that particular tradition? He was certain that it was something that had its roots in the Western culture. And if that was the case, then he would have looked twice as a fool, if he had tried to do what he was supposed to do. Maybe he should just turn on his heels and...

A hit against his lips cut through his thoughts and he quickly realised that it was Plagg trying to get him to just go ahead and...do the thing. Easier to be said than to be done. But, on the other hand, he couldn't stay there looking like a dead fish either, could he?

"It's tradition, you know, so..." He started again, trying and mostly failing to channel his inner Cat Noir.

This time he let his voice trail off on purpose, both because he needed the extra moments to steady himself and because he was hoping to catch Kaito off guard. The time to suck in a quiet breath through his nose and he was leaning forward.

He didn't dare to go for a kiss on the mouth, he couldn't have made himself to do it even if he had really wanted to. Instead, he landed his lips against the older teen's cheek, pressing a soft, lingering kiss on it. As their skins brushed, time seemed to stretch and the universe seemed to shrink down to the way their body heats mixed together.

The moment was suddenly broken as he moved back, the weight of the implications of what he had just done falling on Adrien all of a sudden. He could not have a conversation with Kaito right now. Not about the kiss, not about anything else.

"Oh, anyway, I...I see Nino calling for me. He probably needs help with...this thing from earlier," he hurried to say, not giving the other any chance to react. "I'll...Let's talk another time. Enjoy the rest of the party!"

And with that, he was off, making sure to disappear in the crowd before sneaking into the lockers room. Running away from his friend was starting to become a habit and he really did not like it.

Letting out a heavy breath, he leant his back against the wall, closing his eyes and running a hand on his face. He was a complete disaster when it came to handle this particular ordeal, wasn't he?

Exploiting the fact that they were alone, Plagg floated out of his hideout, coming to stand in front of his holder's face, green eyes shining with mirth.

"Damn, you're really bad at this wooing thing, do you know that?" The kwami huffed out in amusement. "Sooo...Does this mean that we're going home earlier and that I can get my cheese sooner?"

Adrien let out a groan, shoving the creature aside. "Oh, shut up, Plagg. We're not going home...yet. I'm going back out there...in a minute or ten."

[sionisjaune]

So today I spent my day at a "circus" in a mall parking lot because my younger cousins were in town and we wanted to do something as a family. ANYWAY some of the acts were kind of dull BUT it was fodder for a circus AU:

Alright. Max is the lion tamer. He's too young for it, but he has a way with the animals--the lions snarl and bat at him with their giant paws, but he talks to them like people talk to babies, in a sort of weird, high voice. No one has seen him smile at a human.

Except for Daniel. Daniel is the ringleader because he's so fucking charismatic. He doesn't have a script for the show because he just steps under the spotlights and starts up a running narration. He makes most of the performers laugh when he introduces them and hypes up their acts, except for Max. So one evening he busts into Max's trailer and is like. Hey. What the fuck is your problem. Because he needs everyone to think he's funny because what if he isn't funny and everyone is just being nice to him and Max is the only honest one. Max is in there with one of the big cats, feeding it sushi with his bare fingers. Daniel freezes in the doorway because there's a giant ass tiger in this tiny trailer and Max is insane, right? Anyway Daniel cracks some joke about Max losing a hand and then Max's face cracks open and he laughs right in Daniel's face because silly Daniel, the cats would never hurt anyone.

Charles is an aerialist. He's startlingly beautiful, and everyone is kind of in love with him. In the air, he looks like a statue--not a single muscle twitches. He twists from position to position with a liquid grace. And he's a fucking daredevil. He wants the circus to remove the safety nets, but they won't. He wants to execute an impossible lift even if it threatens to dislocate his arm. He's fucking insane--it's hard to be near him sometimes. It's hard to soak in his single-minded, self-destructive perfectionism.

Carlos is his partner. Everyone thinks he's the level headed one--that he's the one who tempers Charles's insane choreography. He isn't. Charles says, I want you to throw me from the ceiling and I will land on my own, and Carlos says, okay, let's figure out how. He and Charles wear blood-red lycra and move in perfect symmetry. From afar, you might not know who is who. Charles didn't used to want a partner--he wanted a competitor, someone to throw his talent against in order to measure himself as winner or loser. With Carlos, winning means knowing the precise weight of Carlos's body and losing is over-extending his muscles and tumbling to the ground in Carlos's arms. Now Charles has someone who knows his body wordlessly and entirely. Sometimes it feels like he and Carlos are blurring at the edges--sometimes it feel like Carlos is Charles and Charles is Carlos and Carlos is Charles and--

Lewis is the trapeze artist. George is his new partner, and it's kind of tense. Kind of awkward. George is still learning and everyone talks about Lewis like he's George's mentor, and Lewis fucking hates it because 'mentor' is a nice way of calling Lewis old and washed-up and a fucking has been. But he likes George. George is a good kid, and his talent is startling, but he's stiff like a machine and cold like a calculator. Lewis needs him to loosen up--Lewis needs a partner that flows with him like water. Lewis's last partner was Valtteri, who is more of a strongman than an acrobat. Lewis liked it because he got to be the star--every eye under the big top was on him, but he missed the thrill of--

The thrill of Nico. Even when it was bad it was good. When it was good it was still bad. Nothing compares to performing with the person you're fucking. Nothing compares to fucking the person you perform with. When they were younger, Nico and Lewis studied at a prestigious European performing arts school, and Nico ran away with Lewis at seventeen and they felt like such adults and they had each other and the entire world. And Nico and Lewis were superstars, and they eclipsed even Seb, but the circus was a cage and it wasn't big enough for the two of them---or something like that, Lewis still doesn't totally understand what happened. He understands in that he can walk himself through the logical procession of things from bad to worse, but he doesn't understand in that maybe if he understood maybe he would be over it. But he isn't over it and maybe he is fucking old and maybe--

When they started fighting, they didn't stop fucking. Lewis's shoulders were sore from holding his body off the bed, and his chest stung with marks from Nico's teeth. Lewis knew it was coming when he felt the twitch in Nico's thigh while Nico clung to his waist in the penultimate swing of their routine. Lewis fell from the bar and so did Nico, and they landed in the net still tangled up in each other. It was a massive embarrassment for the both of them and for the circus. A year after Nico just fucking left. Told Lewis he wasn't going to do it anymore and fucking disappeared. Lewis knew it was coming.

Sebastian is the behind the scenes guy. He was the Charles of ten years ago. Enough time has passed that that's what people say--Seb was the old Charles instead of Charles is the new Seb. Lewis spends a lot of time in Seb's trailer. Lewis thinks that Seb put himself out of his misery too early--he had a few years left in him, Lewis thinks. He tells Seb as much, and Seb laughs and tells Lewis that he's happier now. Seb says it's a good thing, making space for the new generation. Lewis thinks that he never wants to make space. He never wants to vacate the space he carved for himself.

[sweetmusingss]

Oscar had made himself busy while he waited for you, making plans for your date later and making hotel room accommodations for the two of you. He had changed into something slightly nicer than what he had on this morning, ready to go out with you. He grinned when hearing you come up behind him, tilting his head back so he was looking up at you. He leaned in and pecked your lips gently before standing up and taking you in, his heart racing in his chest. He was grateful to see that you were wearing shorts again, wanting you to be comfortable but also secretly loving the sight of your legs. He had always had a weakness for them, especially with all the times you had thrown them over his lap. “You look incredible,” he said softly, his gaze moving up and down your body. “I am more than ready, my love,” he said, saying goodbye to his father before heading out of the house with you, his arm wrapped around your shoulders. He walked to the car with you, always renting a car for when he was out here because he liked driving himself around as much as possible. He opened up the passenger side door for you before getting in with you, taking your hand as he pulled out of the driveway after you were both buckled up. “Do you have a list in mind of all the things you want? I might have the tendency to go a bit overboard for you,” he chuckled softly.

It felt so good to always have Oscar complimenting me. Charles never complimented me, never gave me praise or anything of the sort unless we were having sex and even then, they were back handed most of the time. But with Oscar, he genuinely thought I looked incredible in just a tank top and some shorts. I say goodbye to his family as we walk out, thanking him for opening the door for me, smiling over at him as he climbed in and started driving. “Now I know why you’re such a good driver... you’re a little go-karting koala.” I giggle, getting comfy in the seat as I blush a bit as he says he’d go overboard for me, reaching over and squeezing his cheek. “You’re too good to me. I have a list... clothes and bikinis. And sandals.” I was not an organized person, I didn’t make lists or any of that. I often went to the grocery store with no list or anything, ending up coming home with just a lot of junk food and wine and I always ended up forgetting main ingredients to dishes since I refused to make lists. Oscar was the one who downloaded an organization app on my phone where he put in the basics I needed when grocery shopping. 

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I smile at you when hearing your words, my cheeks immediately turning pink at the thought. “Don’t put that idea in my head just yet, baby. I would love to be pregnant with your child but I am trying to play it cool here,” I giggle softly. The idea of being pregnant didn’t freak me out at all, especially knowing I would love to have your baby. I always knew that I wanted to be a mother one day but I had never met the right guy and I never had the desire to have a child with any of the guys I was seeing until now. We had only been together a few weeks but with the way things were going, I could picture one day having that family life with you and being settled down like I had always wanted. “That sounds perfect, Maxie,” I smile softly, calling you the nickname every now and then. I ended up ordering the same for myself and asking for extra fries as well as two milkshakes. I go back to running my fingers through your hair, sighing contently as we waited for the food. “Do you miss the cats?”

“My ex girlfriend had a daughter... I liked being a kind-of dad. It doesn’t scare me like I’m sure it does other people. I wouldn’t mind putting a baby in here.” He kisses your tummy gently, smiling against it and continuing to nuzzle against it. Max wanted to settle down, he wanted to have a family to come home to when he finally stopped driving, he didn’t want to wait for his retirement before getting married and having a family. Once he was done driving, he didn’t want his life to start, he wanted it to just continue. He hums happily when you call him ‘Maxie’, loving that little nickname, his eyes closed. “I always miss my cats. I have my neighbor send me daily photos when he goes over to feed them and play with them... I wish I could bring them on the road like Charles and Lewis bring Roscoe and Leo but they’d absolutely hate it and I’d never want to put them in that position.”

[the-firebird69]

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People on chicken said to him or something or afraid other people will become big so holding him small but they're saying his people are small but him being small and we're angry cuz they're doing to everybody and they still are and they won't use them for it but the max are safe to do this and they're going to use it and they're going to stop these people that's what they're saying now isn't afraid of it I couldn't get him to get big he says the pistols were trying to do it and that's these guys so I'm wondering what the hell's going on and it's kind of both and it's timing which makes more sense but really these people are posing a lot of it and they get under foreign influence that's true and that might be the whole thing to circus and it says it in the poster so he wants the two if they're alive to show up for that circus they'll be there at the other ones but not as Mr k and h and Cherry cheeseman says yes he wants the two to be there and Trump says yes and he says it won't be February 14th but probably July 14th and that's David audette's birthday that makes a lot of sense we're going to go ahead and do this

And yeah Terry can see but it didn't but really is a great idea I'm going to do it too and I'm a strong man and he's not the strong man and this is the trampoline artist and high wire guy and Trump does summer sauce and stands on his head and plays the trumpet and it's hard to say it really is even to them

What a reaction though people are amazed and he says that I'm tremendous and bigger than Lou ferrigno when he was like 7 ft something my arms are bigger and they are a lot of bodybuilders have 22 or 23 in at the most minor about 25 in when he says this will be 26 but he'll be six foot four but not until like end of July or something and they said he'd be bigger but he doesn't think so

Tommy f

Rose a bit more aggressive by July he'll probably be six to but he won't be this big no he's going to be big but he won't be humongous he's going to be a lot bigger than most people you see and he's already bigger than most people actually his muscles are bigger than everybody you see here most of the time I don't think anybody's been bigger says there's a couple guys that came down but very briefly and they lost it as true too he's about 16 and a quarter and that is big for these guys and it's as big as his calves what's your gigantic his dad's cats were huge but not as big they're about 14 and 1/2 and his are two inches bigger roughly almost and that's pretty big you looked and said my God that guy's cows are huge. So he's going to look real big and people will start trying to be in shape and less of these will be here but they'll start trying because they'll be acting and they try because they want to look it but it's going to be a disaster this is what it is this is the code and it's coming out and it's amazing and that car is amazing and he doesn't know what to do with it he gets a lot of money like a million dollars he's going to rent one it's always wanted to do it it's going to drive to Miami with Ken and they'll stay in a hotel probably turn it in and rent it there for an hour he says that's probably what we'll do and you go to these bars and cabanas and say you're some sort of yacht sales person or something. People like that looks like a lower level person but you still have a higher level job and he's really going to be consumed with this after that he likes it and what you say is we have your companies but we're not building yet we're building boats for patrolling and he was okay that's nice and if he wants to head one up oh you start small and it's like a dangerous thing you're taking over a company that has gone to fund and he says it but some companies the max smart to revive like Viking. I'm all for this car but he's right is way out there that thing is really looks fantastically different than even his it's amazing it's just not even a supercar it's freakish but I think you're renting it for an hour is nice they have places that do it's like $200 an hour it's really expensive but really that's three he'll probably have to rent it for 3 hours which is fine he's up for it too and he'd like to do it and you can't drive in there with a mini is not right it's kind of a eclectic car and it's a number one and nobody has a number one

Thor Freya

So they say is a nobody and doesn't do anything then they say he's in the number one and they're looking it's true and they said I can't believe it and they checked and kind of fight over it it's kind of fun but he doesn't get anything at all now I'm going to work both hands and we're starting this idea with New York City is going to work it's going now

Olympus

[abominationvault]

Session 25: Sat 17 Feb 2024

Lots of waffle this week. Something about searching for yellow cake uranium on Amazon. Jeff Bezos builds a rocket to fuck the moon. Musk is the worst one, and also has the worst, most slappable face. Just by looking at him, you can hear the sound it would make if you slapped him.

D&D Peasant rail gun? Hartvig explains how that works, and we immediately want to try it. Equally immediately, the DM vetoes it because he refuses to build a map big enough to accommodate one.

Hartvig then goes on to describe another D&D hack, which involves casting Enlarge/Reduce on a cannon ball so it fits in a gun, then when it fires out of the barrel it becomes a cannon ball size again. Nadia wants to try it so bad, but no matter what she says our poopy-pants DM won’t let her. Booh.

Right, initiative is rolled so off we go!

Luna’s up first but she’s still wrangling a toddler, so Sprocket will take her turn if the DM will move her and roll dice and stuff for him. (He’s in the shed being quiet to make the toddler-wrangling easier.)

Luna takes up a concealed position (keeping out of the violet fungus’ ten foot reach). She Hides first behind Jorg’ath (well; she climbs up him with her claws as cats are wont to do) and takes aim at the nearest fungus through the door. 13 (Her stealth check was a nat 1, so a 12 total) but she Hero Points the attack. 22 is more betterer. Max damage! But no sneak attack. She has an action left, so continuing Operation Crocodile Shield, she shoots another arrow at the same fungus. Rolling a green number, please. She wouldn’t roll a 7, that’s very out of character DM, please do it again and remember she is the Favoured Cat. 18 does hit, but only 5 damage. (Where's the DM Win button now?)

The fungus wants to know what Nadia’s dex is; 18, so more than them. She takes her turn, and shoots with a 22 to hit after moving forward. “Then I’m going to… shit.”

Skabb: “Please don’t, the rest of us are right here.”

She moves back out of the way, while the others debate whether lizards have tits, for some reason? Jorg’ath asks “What about the Lusty Argonian Maid?” but the book only mentions her lifting her tail. Skabb: “Somewhere, some nasty nasty neckbeard has drawn it.”

The fungus shuffles into the tiny room with us and does something at Jorg’ath and Luna. Tenacles, eurgh. (Jorg’ath has been googling, and discovers that Argonian women do in fact have tits. We are all suitably disgusted.)

Jorg’ath makes a save against Violet Rot - he rolls a 24. No poison for him. He might need some sort of shielding, as he’s a bit down on hit points. He’s nowhere near his favourite one yet though.

The last fungus dashes. Sprocket: “That is some Fantasia bullshit.” The fungus stings Hartvig - well it tries, but it misses.

Skabbo! Most of her spells are AoE, but she thinks her Wand of Magic Missile might do it. Yes; guaranteed hits, she is told. “Off I go then,” she says, and rolls, and then remembers about the chocolate in her car! Hopefully Jorg’ath won’t like it, so she won’t have to share. She rolls minimum damage, and isn’t allowed to Hero Point a damage roll. Booh. She runs to get her chocolate.

Sprocket! “Just a minute…” (He runs back in from the shed, as BWJ is down.)

(“I would just like to share my sadness with you all, he likes the chocolate,” Skabb breaks in to tell us.)

Sprocket wants to do a spell but he’s right up in it. Are there penalties for short range spell attacks? No, but it does something with opportunity attacks. Okay, he’ll cast Phase Bolt - 15 hits for 8 damage, and then he casts Boost Eidolon on Augustus. Then, Augustus is going to have “a good old thumpy fist slam bonking of the majigger.” (Apparently he has a Hero Point, and Sprocket has no idea where it came from. He uses it to re-Fist Slam, but still misses.)

Wait - the mushroom is flanked, so Augustus does hit! Well done Jorg’ath for spotting that.

Hartvig Needle Darts the one at the front. “Needle!” he shouts, and does 7 damage. The mushroom squeals, and its cap starts to collapse. It didn’t like that. Hartvig uses his last action to move away. Or - wait. Heal? He can’t reach anyone who needs healing. Flense? No, that’s two actions. He casts Guidance on Jorg’ath.

Jorg’ath hits a mushroom with his Greatsword and howdedoodis! Then he will hit another - it’s looking raggedy. His last attack is a miss, and he saves his Hero Points.

Back to Luna, who is back at her keyboard. She will stab one with her rapier - crit. “Hooray!” Howdedoodis! “Are there any more?” she asks, sounding slightly disappointed. Some confusion about her next roll, but the DM rules she can roll critical damage. Yeah. It’s looking ropey! She gets a Hero Point.

Nadia hits the last mushroom and shoots it dead for a Howdy doodis. “You know when you slice a mushroom for a bolognese or something? Like that, but with a gun.”

We have cleared the garden of mushrooms! Nadia scoops up some venom to sell while Jorg’ath patches himself up.

Nadia needs a buddy to help her with the venom-scooping - Jorg’ath and Skabb help her out, and she manages to get two vials of venom. Wait - Sprocket will re-roll his check so she gets 3. They are worth 12gp a vial, so we can use that to decorate our new house!

(Skabb and Hartvig look up cooking with guns, which is apparently a real thing. God help us all.)

Skabb splats some mud on herself, with help from Sprocket splatting his little paddle hands in the wounds. Hartvig does a Heal scroll for Jorg’ath and another for Nadia, and we move on. Jorg’ath does a sniff, but doesn’t catch anything.

We push Luna to the front so she can sneak and we can copy her homework. She and Hartvig make Perception checks; Luna makes a Will save - wuh-oh. 23, phew.

At the edge of her hearing, she can hear hundreds of horrible little voices talking to each other, and she feel momentarily nauseous but shakes it off. “Like being offered a prawn cocktail.” She is aware of it, but it’s far off and she can ignore it.

Skabb wants to be on the ceiling, but has to roll a Perception check first. She can’t hear whatever it is, so she’s fine. She casts Spider Climb and scuttles up onto the ceiling, but then is warned that if she falls she might take fall damage. She takes it back for a moment, at least until we can see what’s on the other side of the door. It only lasts an hour.

Jorg’ath opens the door and finds the lift that Joto and Skabb found earlier. There are cultists to the north, Skabb tells him. Sprocket toddles in and makes a Perception check - it’s high, so he rolls a Will save. 18, a fail...

Behind Luna, Sprocket goes strange and walks into the wall and falls on his bottom. (It makes a clown horn noise.) she picks him up and he hugs her shin. “Charlies in the trees!” he cries. Augustus fails his Perception check, so he’s fine.

Nadia comes in as well, but hears nothing. Augie rolls good on both - he claps his hands to his ears and warns us not to listen to the words. He doesn’t know what they are, but it’s not good. Grabby Cat rolls an 11. “She don’t hear shit. She got fluff in her ears.”

Skabb casts Detect Magic - it pings off the walls and comes back. She senses nothing but the magic coming off some of her friends. “Oh, no, is it a bloody haunt?” she groans.

Jorg’ath moves onward. He sees an image of a moss-adorned skull. “Oh no I’ve opened a door and there’s someone in here!”

Tiny swatches of skin marked with tattoos arrayed around the place. The tattoos were placed post-mortem, and form an image of a sinister woman...

Sitting with a piece of flesh in its hand, tattooing away, is this:

He looks up and shouts and swears at Jorg’ath for interrupting him.

Initiative!

The surprised… ghoul? goes first. He screams at Jorg’ath, who doesn’t understand him. Skabb speaks Undercommon; she makes a Perception check. She hears “Dirty stupid stinking shit-eating lizard, barging in here!! I will tattoo the vilest of obscenities on your corpse before I eat you!”

Rosk goes first, and lunges at Jorg’ath mouth first. 29 hits, and Jorgy makes a Fortitude save - 29. He’s fine. Then another - 13. He’s not diseased, but he IS paralysed. He Hero Points it for a nat 20, 30 total! Rosk bites again with a 29 to hit, doing 24 damage. He’s down to FOUR hit points… This thing has nearly taken out our tank in the first round.

“There won’t be much left to tattoo on at this rate,” Skabb observes drily.

“If you would all like to kill him before his next turn,” Jorg’ath says, hands pressed to the presumably gaping wound in his chest.

Augie puts himself in the middle while we are discussing having Hartvig heal us. And what our new characters might be.

Luna’s turn. (Sprocket is riding on her foot, so he goes with her. He’s also a level of Confused.) She squeezes in next to Jorgy and does some stabbing. 28 hits and she has Sneak Attack for 27 total. “Since I’m here…” she considers, and then stabs him again. “Fuck it.” She crits! 22 more damage, and a Hero point for being badass.

The ghoul takes umbrage at her turning him into a bag of mashed potato, and spits at her. She hisses back and does a little cat wash.

Hartvig does a big Heal, rolling max healing for Jorg'ath.

Sprocketses. “… What?!” He starts - wait. No he can’t hear the noise any more, so he comes to his senses and doesn’t have to start his turn with a Will save. He does have a mad ghoul to deal with though, so he starts off with Horizon Thunder Sphere, but 18 misses. “Uuuuugghhhhhhh…” he says. “What if I was to Hero Point it?” He can do that, if he likes. “More, bigger numbers,” he says, and rolls a 27. Apparently he can Heighten all of his spells, so he can add one to the damage - and roll another 2d6 as well, for this one. 18 total damage! Augustus leaps over Luna, Sprocket and Jorgy, onto the table.

Nadia runs into the room, elbows Luna out of the way and shoots the new horrible ghoul.

Skabberlina. “Riddle me this: If I bite a ghoul, am I exposed to nasty ghoul fever?” We know that if they bite us we make a save, but what if we bite them? She’s good, so Skabb will go grill first at the ghoul. She can reach it from atop Luna’s head so she does, apologising for dribbling on her. 20 to attack? That’s a - miss??!? Even though he’s flanked?

Skabb was expecting a delicious chunk in her mouth so she has another go - misses again, and sulks.

Jorgy shoves Augie out of the way (“No, I ask him nicely,” he tells the DM) and strikes the ghoul with his greatsword. 13 misses, so he uses a Hero Point to re-roll. 24 does hit, for 7 damage. Greataxe for his third atta- nope. 19 misses.

The ghoul spends his first action swearing at us and making threats in Undercommon about turning our skin into art (Skabb shouts back at him) and then does Swift Leap and tries to eat Sprocket!

32 to hit and it crits the damage for 21 total. “… Ouchie.” Then Sprocket has to make TWO fortitude saves. “Wait wait wait,” he says, doing maths and amending his hit point total. “I’ve just taken a horrendous amount of damage...” 12 and 29 on the saves. He’s not paralysed. “That’s a good bit of news! It’s all new experiences. I’m enjoying all of it.”

Augie has found a new food so he has a go at eating it. (Skabb thinks he deserves a Hero Point.) He crits, doing 35 total damage, yeah. (The DM laments Skabb's excellent roll in convincing Augie to come with us.)

Luna’s go. (Sprocket: “Save us all.”) She steps over and gives the ghoul another little stabbing. 24 hits for 7 damage, and he’s flanked so she gets Sneak Attack as well. Howdy doo dis! “Nastily,” she says.

Skabb looks at the bits of tattooed skin; they have pictures on. She starts collecting them and putting them in her pocket. Some have words, eurgh. The one on the table catches her eye - it looks suspiciously familiar to the ‘meaty effigy’ we found, and some of the portraits we’ve seen as well. Is that Velcro? She makes a History check. (Sprocket will help.) “Well this is a good sign,” says Skabb. “I can’t even find History on here.” (The DM has been playing Baldur’s Gate.) She rolls Society instead - yes, it’s Velcro. She casts Detect Magic on the tattooed image. Nothing.

There are two bulk’s worth of books about tattoo artistry and the history of tattoos in here - they are History books, which might be of interest to the wizard whose private musings Skabb has plastered all over town. Augustus might like to carry them, given that he’s huge and looks a bit like a bookshelf? He will. He’s made out of sunken ships, Sprocket tells her sniffily.

(Could we nap in Augustus, Skabb wonders. Sprocket says that while he is in this realm, he is the size he is, and doesn’t have a pocket plane or anything that would fit a bigger person. Sprocket himself might fit, or maybe Skabb.)

Skabb thanks him for holding the books in his tummy; Augustus gives a wooden thumbs-up. Skabb wants to raid the corpse but he has nothing but his raggedy clothes.

Jorg’ath swings open another door. The desk in here is now a butcher’s block, and there are bits of flesh strung around the room. Augie points to the meat and says, “Morlock.” Jorgy finds a hatchet - it’s plus one, low grade silver. He adds it to his inventory, and whistles for the goblin, who might want a look at all this meat.

Skabb sees five dead morlocks stored in here, presumably for the ghouls. She gives one a lick, to see if she likes Morlock meat - and makes a Fortitude save. 14 - will she become a wendigo? “What’ve I got, what’ve I caught?” she asks gleefully. Nothing - yet. She slaps some mud on her tongue. It’ll do the 3 hp she’s down, but won’t cure whatever it is that’s now festering.

We do some more healing before we move on. Skabb warns the rest of us to give her a wide berth.

Jorg’ath finds a big room. “Shall we go in the big room?” There’s another door.

Jorg’ath and Luna each have a door - they open both at once. Luna finds buckets of sand, and a wooden case with a closed lid on the back of the door. A cupboard?

Jorg’ath finds beds and chunks of bone - and two new friends, so we can all roll initiative! (Skabb warns us not to lick the chunks.)

Augie flies straight in and sets about the first ghoul. 26 to hit and 16 damage. Getting it done! He rips its arm off and chews it. Sprocket goes next and shoots a Phase Bolt in it and gets a howdy doodis. It dies very theatrically; we all think it’s a bit much. He does another Phase Bolt at the other one and hits it for 9 damage. Jorg’ath is impressed.

Hartvig is next. “Yes… Jolly good,” he says as he considers his approach. He does Needle Darts, Hero Points it and crits. Howdy doodis! “Machine gun noise! Needleneedleneedleneedle!” He’s hit something twice today. We should make him a banner.

Jorg’ath stands in Luna’s cupboard emitting light so she can see, and she makes a Perception check of 22. Barrels of water, and a latched case inside which is a very fancy looking magic wand. She makes an Arcana check - 12. She’s not sure what it does. Sprocket should know. He knows everything, despite being (7? 8?) days old. Arcana check - 11. “Yup. No idea.”

Jorg’ath wants to do an Arcana check even though he’s not trained, and rolls a 5. The DM consults his Book of Horrors and discovers that we should have been doing Nature checks! It’s a Wand of Extinguishing!

Jorg’ath knocks the top off one of the barrels and sinks it. “Yumyumyumyumyumyumyum. I am refreshed.”

Skabb dumps some of her tattooed skin bits in the barrels and we call it there as it’s getting late.

[karmawonders]

Congrats on 800 followers!!!

Ever since I learned about SAGAU, I have been nervous to play music (idk why though??) But I listen to people like Cupcakke and Ayesha and now I'm wondering what the acolytes' reactions would be to the creator playing weird music ^^

🌸Thank you, thank you!🌸

Ahh, I do enjoy myself some good Cupcakke and Ayesha. I got both of em on my playlist, haha! I listen to some pretty out there music as well, if hyper-pop counts as weird. Who knows~ Anyway somehow this became Consort!Diluc and I apologize, my brain went running with this ask and it became.. this.

Warnings: Sexual Content. Cult and Self Aware AU. Somewhat Yandere.

Contents: This could be considered a crackpost at some points. Includes the song squidwards nose / commentary from because I bop to it, aight? . There is mention of "holy dildo." Forgive me i thought it was funny. Diluc is completely devoted to you(he wants to be your consort) and is suddenly worried about his dick size. Not beta read we die like rex-lapis.

Anyway!

I imagine it would be a normal day like any other in Mondstadt. The city is bustling, Flora giving people cute little flower crowns to promote her flower shop, bards singing about various topics and styles, Knights of Favonius helping people find lost cats, etc etc.

In the middle of the town square, stands your current puppets (thats what I call the"vessles" in my au) , in this case the traveller. I imagine depending on the emotional connection/friendship level you have to each of your puppets, people can sometimes hear you through them. Like a walking speaker or smth.

Since the twins don't got a friendship level, its just the equivalent of maxed out. They're crafting up some condensed resin for you, since you were AFK and they knew you were going to do so anyway. They were doing their best to ignore the loud music that they are emitting whilst doing so, Timaeus and others looking at them with wide eyes.

It isn't often your non-puppets hear obvious signs of the creator themselves, ya know! Literally everyone likes listening to you, whether it's Lofi music, rock, pop, or your voice itself!

Whenever they hear your voice from one of your more connected puppets, everyone is just filled with bubbles of happiness and excitement. Like! yay! I am directly in the High Gods presence! Sorta! Not really but its stilly exciting!

This time though, its a bit more of a "Ayo what the fuck?" sort of feeling instead of the usual.

Loudly blaring from their beings, was Cupcakke, and the iconic song "Squidward Nose".

Jean? Red faced, making sure no children are in the area, hands covering her face as she does her best, and fails, to think on who "dora the explorer" is, instead thinking about her god wanting a dick apparently as large as "squidwards nose". She has the church and the sisters notate this in a book. Might be some form of holy dildo or something, who knows.

Lisa is laughing her ass off the entire time, patting her on the back as she helps annotate notable things in the song with a few of the sisters from the Cathedral. Gotta keep their holy bible updated, afterall. She is tempted to write a new thesis for the scholars at Sumeru just for kicks and giggles about how their High God could potentially be more human than formerly assumed. She has a great new evidence, after all~ then again, the scholars at Sumeru are batshit crazy, so many not.

Venti is right at the travellers side, committing the song to his memory the best he can. Definitely getting in the way of them actually crafting the Resin, much to the twin's annoyance. He is always at whoevers side when you are playing any type of music, the music is completely new to him after all. You can bet he will be doing his best to sing the song at any late night tavern performances, even if he isn't getting all the references outside the obvious sexual stuff. Its an instant hit at Angels share, not just because Venti is singing it, but because the High God apparently likes the song as well. Also because its a great song.

Speaking of Angels Share, Diluc's face, is obviously, also as red as tomato when he hears Venti reciting the song later. He enjoys very much being a puppet, and he is definitely incredibly devoted to the High God. (aka you). He has to be devoted if he wants to fully commit himself to you, and possibly be your consort if you come down to Teyvat one day! This entire situation is completely uncouth, much to his dismay. He thinks its ruining your image before he realizes it is simply expanding it. Also, he is very upset. He is packing down there, definitely. But now he is self conscious because what if squidwards nose is better? He should honestly really kick out Venti, even is he is an Archon. Its getting in the way of his business.

Kaeya and Rosaria know about Diluc's somewhat obsessive worship and desire to be your consort, and they also know exactly why thats he is so red faced and upset and Venti's song. And because they absolutely enjoy it, they keep on giving Venti bottles of alcohol for encores of the song. And more, and more. Until Diluc has to excuse himself and leave. They are laughing the entire fuckin time. They always enjoy listening to your music whenever its playing, and they definitely agree that you should play similar songs more often. Its incredibly amusing.

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Anywho's, that was fun to write! I do not know why Diluc was on the mind, but to be honest, I simp for the man highkey soooo-

Hope that was all alright for you dear Anon, and I hope you have a good day!

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Dream SMP Recap (March 29/2021) - Drista and the Second Shulker

For the first time since August, Dream streamed on the SMP! Or more specifically, with Drista taking over.  

And as usual when Drista visits, things get interesting: The server now has a second shulker box. Ranboo and Foolish make some negotiations over the ownership of it.

Hannah and Sam threaten to blow up the cat cafe where Niki, HBomb and Antfrost work, and Hannah gets officially hired as Sam’s bank manager.

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- Dream (with Drista) runs around on the SMP. He sees the new Nether Hub and then the giant Kinoko Kingdom poster and is surprised at how nice everything looks.

- They VC Ranboo and Dream/Drista start fighting an Enderman (”Ranboo”)

- The Enderman kills them and they respawn in the prison. L

- Dream fills Drista in on Ranboo and Tubbo’s marriage

- Dream teleports himself to Ranboo, who is outside next to Bee ’n’ Boo. This is definitely how he canonically gets out of prison

- Ranboo tells him to not blow up too many things and then leaves

- Dream explores the hotel

- Jack joins the came and comes to the hotel. Dream hides behind a wall.

- Quackity joins the call

- Jack finds him and welcomes him to his hotel

- Dream/Drista breaks the window and jumps out

- They go back up the hotel and teleport Quackity over

- Then they /kill Jack and /tp him back

- Then Jack gets banned (and unbanned)

- Jack points out that Dream should be in prison. Drista says no and gives Quackity creative mode for three seconds

- Quackity asks for creative back, they start hitting Dream to send him back to prison, then Jack gets banned again and Quackity tries to start an offline hype train

- Quackity gets /killed

- Quackity says to get Dream back to jail again. Drista doesn’t know what Dream did, so Quackity fills her in on the fact that he tortures Dream every day (he pulls out the shears)

- Drista /kills both of them

Quackity: “I don’t even know where my moral compass on stands right now, because you’re not reassuring me if the things I’m doing are right or wrong, so.”

Drista: “Well, you’re naked, so you’re doing something wrong.”

- Foolish comes over, Quackity and Jack leave. Dream says hi to Foolish and George joins the call

- Foolish tells Drista that he’s working on a mansion, and she looks homeless, so if she just gives him a shulker box…

- George gets /tp’d over and whispers to give him stuff

- George says he has nothing but a seed and a plank. Drista gives him a diamond, a piece of honeycomb, some dirt, two pieces of leather, a block of dried kelp

- Drista offers Foolish that she flips a coin. Either he loses everything on him, or gets a shulker box. If Foolish loses his things, George gets it all but isn’t allowed to give it back to Foolish

- Dream gets a coin and asks if Foolish is sure about this. Foolish agrees.

- Dream flips the coin.

- Foolish gets the shulker box!

It’s lime green.

- George wants to make a deal as well, 50/50. 

He’s got, from his Ender Chest, a trident, an enchanted golden apple, three mending books, Netherite boots, a Netherite shovel, gold, a whole stack of golden apples, emeralds, a Netherite ingot, a creeper head, a speed potion, several music discs and “Taco Bell” by Dream, the Fundy Finisher and the bathwater offered up 50/50 for maxed-out full Netherite with tools

- Dream agrees to the deal and flips the coin.

- George loses.

Dream: “He made a deal with the devil and he lost!”

- George runs away into Ninja’s house and stares sadly at the bed, then logs out

- Dream gives a little speech thanking everyone for 20 million subscribers!

- Hannah and Sam see the cat cafe and agree that it’s worse than George’s house. Sam hands Hannah some TNT

- Hannah tries to spare UwU from Sam’s wrath as he rigs the place with TNT and asks HBomb for permission to blow it up

- Hannah tries to rescue the other cats

- Niki logs on and Sam tries to frame Hannah

- Hbomb logs on too and the two destroy the TNT. He says as prison warden, Sam should be a better role model

- Hannah tries to convince them that it wasn’t her

- Sam suggests they blow up Hannah’s house

- Hannah tries to negotiate for a cut of the bank’s earnings. Sam says no. Hannah then asks if she could work at the bank. Sam agrees to employ her.

- Hannah asks for a wage but Sam doesn’t agree. He says he’s just giving her a place to work.

- Hannah asks for a manager position. Sam agrees to make her Bank Manager.

- They start chasing HBomb around. HBomb threatens the skeleton horses, then says that if anything happens to the cat cafe, Hannah’s house is going down. Sam says he would fire her.

- HBomb leaves and Sam and Hannah try to heal the skeleton horse

- Ranboo has a plan to fill a chest with emerald blocks.

- Foolish asks Ranboo to speak for a bit

- Foolish tells him that he needs to sell Ranboo the shulker box, and then have Ranboo permanently rent it out to him

- Foolish says he’ll give Ranboo two Netherite blocks for it. Whenever anyone asks who the owner is, the owner will be Ranboo. Foolish is worried.

- Foolish arrives at Ranboo’s house.

- They draft up a book of negotiations transferring ownership of the lime-green shulker box to Ranboo

- Ranboo points out that this will put him in danger, so the payment has to be substantial, for dealing with the amount of danger. He knows, because of the document, people might try and get him to hand it over when war starts to go around.

- He tells Foolish that he’s already very rich, and Foolish is already building a house for him.

Ranboo: “That’s the thing, Foolish, is that...what is worth security, you know? What is worth giving up a small potential sense of security in order to be able to be able to have your -- of course you -- have the shulker box and everything, and me being the fall guy for it, of course, ‘cause that means that I’m gonna have to get involved in stuff that I’m probably not gonna get involved in at all, that I probably wouldn’t have gotten involved with at all if I wanted to.”

- Ranboo points out all his riches

- Ranboo wants two things: one, to not quit the building project anymore.

- The second...

Ranboo: “When stuff happens on this server, people always...choose sides, they always try to figure out their own morality and everything, they try to figure out ‘oh, I should be on this side, I should be on that side.’ 

The one thing that I ask from you, Foolish, is that if that ever happens...if you are ever doing something in which there are clear-cut sides...it’s gonna basically be...let’s just say a war favor."

-  If something, not even necessarily involving Ranboo, happens, then Foolish has to do something for him, but it wouldn’t have to do with the shulker box.

- Foolish asks that it not be murder. Ranboo says it won’t be.

- It could even just be delivering a message for Ranboo where it would look bad if he delivered it himself. In any case, it wouldn’t put Foolish in danger.

- Foolish is glad that it would never involve killing somebody else. He can’t do that anymore, can’t go back to that path...

- Ranboo tells Foolish to take a break from the mansion if he needs.

- Ranboo writes in the contract that he is the rightful owner of the box, but agrees to rent out the shulker box indefinitely in exchange for favors agreed upon off the record. 

Ranboo: “Foolish, Foolish, Foolish, Foolish, Foolish...I am someone that -- I can’t be scammed, alright. But I have a way -- I have a sort of way to...be able to get my way most of the time based on, well, the ability of me speaking. So if somebody did come and try to get the shulker box...then...they’re gonna be giving me things and not even realize it.”

“I just know emotions, Foolish, and I know how to...deal with them.”

- Foolish reviews the terms

- Ranboo tells Foolish that there are certain things on the server that he cares deeply about, so...there may be a situation. But Foolish has his word that Foolish will have the shulker box in his possession. Just, if push comes to shove, Foolish may need to give it up, but Ranboo will return it.

- Ranboo signs the book, but Foolish gets to keep it

- Ranboo says in order for it to be a thing, they do have to also do a transfer of funds. Ranboo tells Foolish to grab something from his Ender Chest, anything.

- Ranboo throws Foolish the shulker and in return Foolish throws him lapis.

- Ranboo holds a grass block and says goodbye to Foolish at the door.

Foolish: “Sweet dreams -- if Endermen dream, I don’t know...”

- Foolish leaves and Ranboo returns to his goal of getting tons of emeralds.

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Upcoming events remain the same.

[leopardmask-ao3]

NHHP 2022 Day 11: You Are What You Eat

Link to the challenge Today’s Word is: Fusion (inspired by @hermitcraftfusions and using their site, I chose a fusion of Jevin and a cat) Characters: Jevin, Hypno Season: doesn't really matter but I kinda imagined it as HC 9? Other tags/warnings: Hypno's cat Max is an important side character; Jevin is a slime and can therefore do things that would otherwise be body horror, like melt Word Count: 688

Summary: Slimes can take all sorts of forms.

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There was a cat scratching at Hypno's door.

He frowned and looked over at his bed, where Max was still resting. Max had been asleep, but was now alert and apparently just as curious and confused about the new noise as Hypno was.

So whatever was outside, wasn't Max.

Judging from the sound, though, whatever was on the other side of the door wasn't very big, and Max didn't seem scared either. So Hypno readied a sword, just in case, and opened the door to find...

A blue cat.

Specifically, a cat made of blue slime, through which its skeleton could be seen. Darker blue blobs sat in each of the skull's eye sockets, and a third rested where a nose would be. "Heya, Hypno," Jevin greeted casually, trotting in like he owned the place. "Oh, hi Max."

Max had jumped off the bed and was now inspecting Jevin closely, totally unsure what to do with the strange new not-cat who smelled like a known friend.

"Jevin, what-?" Hypno asked. "Why... are you a cat?"

Jevin shrugged, a very un-cat-like motion. "See what it's like. I only ever use human skeletons from zombies and stuff, but really I could use anything, right?"

Max, still unsure, stood stiffly in front of Jevin. The white cat slowly reached out a paw... and bapped Jevin lightly on the head. 

Jevin chuckled. "It's fine, dude, I promise."

Max did not seem convinced. He backed up a step, then reached forward to swat at Jevin again. Hypno scooped Max into his arms. "Okay, okay, you. Go eat dinner or something."

Jevin jumped fairly neatly onto the bed, then up onto Hypno's shoulders as he walked by. Hypno barely stumbled. "Really?"

"Better view."

"Where'd all the extra mass go, anyway?" Hypno wondered. "It doesn't feel like you weigh much more than Max."

Jevin put his front paws up on Hypno's head, twitching his tail to stay balanced. "There may or may not be a couple of normal blue slimes trapped in my house right now."

"You can still talk because you're just vibrating your body, yeah?" Hypno asked, carefully pushing Jevin off his head. "Have you tried, like, making cat noises?"

"...Huh." Jevin jumped back down onto the bed, thinking for a moment. "Um... mrow?"

Hypno started laughing. "I mean... that sounded about like if I tried meowing, but sure."

Jevin sat near the edge of the bed and tried a different frequency, making a lower, steadier sound. He stopped and gave Hypno a triumphant look. "Well, I can purr, I guess."

He started purring again, trying out different pitches. At one in particular he swayed and slipped a little. One ear drooped.

"Uh, dude-" Hypno warned.

Before he could say anything further, the vibrations running through Jevin's body hit a critical level and liquified him. Blue slime flowed off the bed and into a pile on the floor, whereupon his consistency returned enough to reform into a normal dome shape - just in time for some of the bones he had been using to fall on top of him.

"Oh, jeez." Hypno dropped to his knees and gingerly picked the skull and a few vertebrae away from Jevin. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah," Jevin grumbled. "That's unfortunate. I found my, uh... whatever you call it."

"Your resonant frequency or something," Hypno suggested. "Can you... move?"

"Yeah." Jevin hopped in a little circle. "Not very quickly, though. I... might need some assistance."

"Would these help?" Hypno asked, picking up another bone.

Jevin started hopping from side to side as he talked. "Not really. They're all out of order now... I could, but it's so much easier if I just eat the stuff from around the bones first and then they're all in the right spots."

"...I guess I shouldn't ask how you got the cat bones then."

"You probably don't want to know. Can you at least help me get back to the others I split off?"

Hypno held out his arms, and Jevin hopped into them. Hypno chuckled, adjusting his hold so that Jevin was secure but not too squished. "Okay. Let's get you home."

[vincememes]

banana fish starters

WARNINGS: IMPLIED SA, VIOLENCE MENT, DRUGS MENT spoiler warning .    to make it less long, the rest is under a cut.

feel free to adjust pronouns / names as needed !

ASH LYNX

❛   even if i did know something, what good would it do?  ❜  

❛   even a stupid street punk like me knows that  ❜  

❛   i envy you … being able to jump like that.  ❜  

❛   what could be more relaxing than three days away from these guys?  ❜  

❛   i wish i could hate you. i need someone to hate.  ❜  

❛   someone is dead. not that you’d give a damn one way or the other.  ❜  

❛   treating him like you’re giving the pope a bath isn’t going to help.  ❜  

❛   aren’t there any decent parents in this world?  ❜  

❛   that guy always regarded me as a human being with a real heart, not some sort of tool.  ❜  

❛   this little act of charity, you’re going to regret this.  ❜  

❛   i tried to forget.  ❜  

❛   stay with me... i won’t ask "forever". just for now.  ❜  

❛   well, i already know you’re a sick man.  ❜  

❛   ready to lose your life over a pizza?  ❜  

❛   my name... has become the signal for a massacre.  ❜  

❛   what on earth... have i become?  ❜  

❛   what do you think i am...? i’m a murderer... okay?  ❜  

❛   i told you before. i kill people.  ❜

❛   they paid the price for their decisions— that’s all.  ❜  

❛   what the hell do you know?!  ❜  

❛   let‘s say i am ‘exceptional’. the problem is, i never, ever, my whole life wanted to be.  ❜  

❛   you said i am not like ordinary people.  ❜  

❛   there’ve been countless times in my life when i thought i’d be better off dead.  ❜  

❛   that nothing could be worse than what was happening to me right then.  ❜  

❛   at times like that...death looks sweet and peaceful, and unbearably enticing.  ❜  

❛   war is always good business for those in power.  ❜  

❛   sorry to destroy your youthful innocence.  ❜  

❛   you have any idea what those guys made us do?  ❜  

❛   don’t tell me you still believe the pen is mightier than the sword.  ❜  

❛   if you ask me, the white house can go screw itself.  ❜  

❛   i wonder if i’m dying somewhere.  ❜  

❛   i wasn’t expecting the law to protect me.  ❜  

❛   i’ve ignored it all my life... i sure as hell don’t plan on hiding behind it now.  ❜  

❛   just keep them away from me— please!  ❜

❛   this town’s my backyard, remember?  ❜  

❛   sunrise and sunset are about the only times this junkyard of a city looks good.  ❜  

❛   even if i said no, you wouldn’t go back anyway.  ❜  

❛   if you went home i’d probably worry if something happened to you.  ❜  

❛   so it’s better you’re right here, where i can keep an eye on you  ❜  

❛   some people never change.  ❜  

❛   vulture got together with the viper. you make a great pair.  ❜  

❛   why now after all this time— does it have to be you, of all people...?  ❜  

❛   i don’t stand a chance. i’m dust against him.  ❜  

❛   over my dead body. if anybody hurts you... it’ll be over my dead body—  ❜  

❛   i don’t care who it is. i am not letting anybody hurt you.  ❜  

❛   do i scare you?  ❜  

❛   dont give me your stupid advice.  ❜  

❛   i’m happy, goddammit!    ❜  

❛   i know there’s at least one person in this world who cares about me. who doesn’t want anything from me.  ❜  

❛   do you have any idea what that’s like? i never did... not once in my entire life—until now.  ❜  

❛   and that’s worth more to me than anything else.  ❜  

❛   go back home! don’t look at me!  ❜  

❛   i don’t want you seeing me like this!  ❜  

❛   my hands are dirty with other people's blood.  ❜  

❛   i don't even know how many people i've killed.  ❜  

❛   i'm bad news.  ❜  

❛   i wish i could’ve been like you.  ❜  

❛   it’s just that… i always picture the worst-case scenario, that’s all.  ❜  

❛   guess it’s because i’m a coward.  ❜  

❛   i just can’t relax. it’s turned into a habit.  ❜  

❛   i was so scared i couldn’t speak, i couldn’t cry, and i screamed in my head, but... nothing came out.   ❜

EIJI OKUMURA

❛   if i ever lose you too... i'll go crazy.  ❜  

❛   come back safely. i'll be waiting for you, forever.  ❜  

❛   if you feel responsible, the same goes for me.  ❜  

❛  my words might not mean anything now, but just remember one thing.  ❜  

❛   even if the world turns on you, i'll always be on your side.  ❜  

❛   humans can change their destiny.  ❜  

❛   if i'm going to die anyways, at least i'll die trying!  ❜  

❛   don't apologize. that's something for people like me to do.  ❜  

❛   i'd do anything for you.  ❜  

❛   i know we'll meet again, no matter how far apart we are.  ❜  

❛   you're the greatest friend i'll ever have.  ❜  

❛   you're not alone. i'm by your side. my soul is always with you.  ❜  

❛   you asked me over and over if you scared me. but i never feared you. not once.  ❜  

❛   i'm really glad i came here.  ❜  

❛   i met lots of people. and more than anything, i met you.  ❜  

❛   that’s when i decided. i would always believe in you, no matter what.  ❜  

❛   no matter what happened, he would always have at least one person...  ❜

❛   i am very worried because i haven’t seen you and i don’t know if you are okay.  ❜  

❛   but so what? we are friends. isn’t that enough? what else do we need?  ❜  

❛   actually, i always felt that you are hurt, much more than me - that your spirit is wounded.  ❜  

❛   i know you are much smarter than me, and bigger, and stronger - but even so.. i always wanted to protect you.  ❜  

❛   but what did i want to protect you from?  ❜  

❛    i think i wanted to protect you from your future.  ❜  

❛   because your fate was sweeping you away, like a flood.  ❜  

❛   but i’m not saying “goodbye” to you... because this isn’t goodbye.  ❜

❛   are you going off on your own again?  ❜

❛   somewhere far away.. without a word?  ❜

❛   i want to see you. i wish i was with you right now.  ❜ 

YUT-LUNG

❛   a bloody history is inevitable when you are the one ruling.  ❜  

❛   what's wrong? you hated him, right? guess what? so do i.  ❜  

❛   no need to glare. i won't eat you up.  ❜  

❛   there's nothing you can do to help.  ❜  

❛   and what can you do to help?  ❜  

❛   you really irritate me.  ❜  

❛   you make people want to protect you or make them want to tear you apart and crush you.  ❜  

❛   so, what to do with you now.  ❜  

❛   i heard you tried to escape again. you have some spunk.  ❜  

❛   we have hired him, his target is your friend.  ❜  

❛   i have other things for you to do for me.  ❜  

❛   we still have two more scorpions.  ❜  

❛   i am a monster, too.  ❜  

❛   i'm not hearing any good news.  ❜  

❛   you become all tame when you’re around them.  ❜  

❛   you’ve degraded from a lone lynx to a content pet cat.  ❜  

❛   depending on your answer, i may not forgive you.  ❜

OTHER CHARACTERS (shorter, max, sing, shunichi, etc.)

❛   his face when he laughed was cute, and childlike, and totally angelic.  ❜  

❛   it's my problem too! if you go alone, you'll just be killed.  ❜  

❛   you'll die for nothing!  ❜  

❛   i won't let you go alone.  ❜  

❛   i'm sorry, but believe me when i say this: i'll die before i let them lay a finger on you.  ❜  

❛   i can't anymore. set me free. i'm in so much pain.  ❜

 ❛   we need to stay apart so at least one of us survives  ❜   

❛   if the former boss gets hit then it's the duty of the new boss to make the drop.  ❜   

❛   if we don't fight back now, we'll forever be expendable tools. ❜  

❛   you asked me to look after them.  ❜  

❛   yes, honey.    ❜  

❛   that’s for you to decide for yourself..  ❜  

❛   what’s wrong? you can’t punch me from that far back.  ❜  

❛   this will be the last time i give you a word of advice.  ❜  

❛   time is an ironic thing. for us, it means to age. but for people like him, it means to grow.  ❜  

❛   i love all women. they're beautiful and strong. like life itself.  ❜  

❛   it would only be making another one of us. ❜  

❛   one more wretched being, unloved and unloving, whose only sustenance is hatred and nihilism.  ❜  

❛   don’t fight your memories, cuz you’re never going to win.  ❜  

❛   i guess home isn’t something you want to remember if you ran away from it.  ❜  

❛   in one second i knew he could read everything on my mind.  ❜  

❛   i wondered when this boy had started to watch out for his soul, then i knew how much he had suffered.  ❜  

❛   you are the most beautiful and the most dangerous, of all the beasts i have ever known.  ❜  

❛   rather than hate and be triumphant, you chose to love and be destroyed.  ❜  

❛   i staked my life on that choice. please try to accept it.  ❜  

❛   one who does not love cannot be loved, either.  ❜  

❛   you at the very least knows what it is to love.  ❜  

❛   how can you expect someone who suffered so much to have any respect for authority? ❜  

❛   fine line between offender and victim it’s hard to know where to draw it.  ❜  

❛   there’s something about you that i just can’t hate.  ❜  

❛   'cause you’re hurt your soul’s bleeding-even now.  ❜  

❛   you’re just like me that way.  ❜

[hermannsthumb]

Maria. *Grabs your face* MARIA. I would LOVE to see 15 bobbing for apples from the autumn fic meme written by you. Nothing would delight me more!

Anonymous asked: Halloween prompt #15 please!!... "Bobbing for apples but we meet accidentally underwater lady and the tramp style." OR "I thought we'd have fun bobbing for apples but you actually hate it and are really mad now"

15. Bobbing For Apples

from autumn fic prompts here

KATE ❤️__ ❤️for you id write anything... and anon the lady and the tramp scenario is so fucking funny/good

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It’s a really good thing that Hermann has Newt, because if Newt’s being honest, he has no damn clue what the poor dude would do without him. Work himself to death, probably. Or spend every Saturday night alone in his bunk. So depressing. Newt considers it his big charitable act of—well, of all time—to force Hermann into social functions, whether it's fun nights out at the bar (with Newt!), or down the hall a few feet for awesome movie marathons in Newt’s quarters (with Newt!), or something like tonight, which is a super awesome and fun Halloween party that, like, everyone on the base was invited to (including Newt!).

Hermann was all set to spend another night alone (probably changing the batteries in all his calculators or rearranging the hangers in his closet) when Newt dragged him out, more or less by the collar of his argyle sweater, with multiple threats to make his life a living hell the following week in the lab if he didn't comply immediately. "Seriously, dude," Newt had said, ominously, while Hermann looked at him like a furious cat ready to take a swipe, "you're gonna put in those vampire fangs and get drunk with me, or you're gonna regret it. I mean it." Newt was not opposed to blasting the shittiest depths of his Spotify account over his bluetooth speakers or using Hermann's favorite coffee mug to hold his dissection tools. Luckily for both of them, Hermann decided the risk wasn't worth it.

Newt knows Hermann is bound to recognize how selfless Newt is being and thank him for it eventually. Probably. Maybe a few years from now. For now, Newt is enjoying the warm and fuzzy feeling of having done a good deed, and also of drinking a considerable amount of spiked punch.

Hermann is not enjoying either.

"I did, in fact, have plans for tonight," he tells Newt, sipping his ginger ale and observing Newt with a fierce scowl. He flat-out refused the booze Newt tried to push on him. It's fine, whatever—it's enough for Newt, right now anyway, that he actually came. They'll work up to bigger stuff like that later.

"Like what?" Newt says. "Doing a crossword puzzle and watching the second half of that boring-ass documentary you put on last weekend?"

Newt considers it an affront to the very concept of movie nights that Hermann used his pick on a documentary, and one about the jaeger program that didn't even bother interviewing him, no less. Newt loves a good documentary, don't get him wrong, but movie nights are for escapist shit. You don't see him switching on Godzilla. Plus, having to watch stock footage of Dr. Gottlieb Sr. blabbing his mouth about how smart he was while you were debating making a move on his son (who was currently in you bed, looking super cute in your sweatpants, because he'd forgotten to pack pj's) was kind of a mood-killer. "It wasn't boring," Hermann sniffs, which tells Newt that his guess was dead-on. "It was...interesting. And anyway, just because they aren't your idea of plans..."

"Okay, whatever," Newt says. "Let's just have fun. That's the point of a party."

He throws an arm around Hermann's shoulder and drags him closer, until their heads knock together painfully. He hears Hermann growl low in his throat. Newt doesn't say, soon, we won't have the time to do stupid shit like this anymore, so we should enjoy it while we can, even though he wants to. It's better to not make fun stuff depressing. Plus, Hermann might decide to take that as an invitation to bail and put on his documentary. Instead he reaches up across Hermann and flicks his chin. Hermann's whole body stiffens. "I can't believe I got you into this super awesome party and you're not even pretending to be thankful," Newt says.

With no great deal of difficulty, Hermann pushes Newt off of him. Newt lands heavily back in his chair, making the whole thing wobble, and he laughs as he just manages to catch himself from falling off the other side. "You got me in?" Hermann says. "Newton, I was invited three weeks ago."

Newt stops laughing. "You were?"

"Yes," Hermann says. The corner of his lip twitches up, with a smugness so powerful Newt can feel it radiating off of him in waves. Bastard. "I took it upon myself to ask if you might be permitted to come, too." He adds, sarcastically, "Out of the kindness of my heart. I know how terribly put out you get when you aren't included in these sorts of things."

Newt considers this new information, and then discards it, because it really doesn't fit the image of himself he's been cultivating as the cool, hip friend to Hermann's uncool, unhip nerd. Like, come on, between the two of them, Newt is obviously the one you'd want at your party. Hermann's gotta be kidding. Probably. Maybe. "It's a lame party anyway," Newt mumbles.

He tries to put his arm around Hermann's shoulder again, remembers that Hermann really didn't like that the first time, and then drops it back down at his side instead. "Totally lame," he continues. Newt recalls the Halloween parties of his youth with a warm, fond glow: elaborate costumes, tacky decorations, passing around bowls of peeled grapes in the dark, carving jack-o-lanterns while his dad hovered protectively over him to make sure he didn't take a finger off with the knife. This is none of that. Barely anyone even dressed up! The lack of Halloween spirit is tragic. "There aren't even any party games."

"Yes there are," Hermann says, mildly.

He points across the room at a large metal tub that Newt somehow missed before. It looks like it's filled with water, and...

"Dude," Newt says.

He doesn't wait to ask before he's hopping to his feet and dragging Hermann along after him by his blazer cuff. Hermann swats at his heels a few times with his cane, but eventually—like he does with most of Newt's ideas—gives in. "I'm a fuckin' champ at bobbing for apples," Newt boasts. "I used to—oops, excuse me," (he runs into two guys who are, like, twice his height, upsetting their drinks, and he hears Hermann groan as something purple spills on his sweater), "I used to always win it at the fall fest when my dad would take me." And then when he went back as an adult by himself, but it was less impressive a win when you were up against a bunch of ten-year-olds.

"You do have an exceptionally large mouth," Hermann says, rubbing at his stained shoulder. "I suppose that helps." As Newt bends to investigate the iron tub, he says, "Oh, Newton, don't, it's been out all night. Who knows what sorts of germs are in there?"

Newt gets to his knees and rolls up the sleeves of his PPDC-issued labcoat. He's a mad scientist to Hermann's vampire (vampire librarian?) tonight. Yeah, it's kind of a lazy costume, but it was free—he already had everything he needed in the lab. "I can get it in five seconds, max," he declares. His record is one second, but he's the first to admit he's a little rusty, and he'd rather impress Hermann by beating his estimate. "Will you hold my headlamp?"

Grumbling, Hermann takes it. Newt sets his glasses on the ground. "You're going to get yourself bloody soaking," Hermann says, and then he complains about something else, too, but Newt is screwing his eyes shut and ducking his head into the tub, which makes it difficult to hear him. One second—two seconds—two and a half—Newt emerges victorious from the tub, teeth clenched down firmly on an apple, and accidentally splatters a large amount of water on Hermann's shoes. He pulls the apple out of his mouth with a grin and waves it at Hermann. "See. I'm a fucking pro."

He tucks his glasses back on his face to discover that Hermann is staring at him with a very strange expression on his face. Newt can't decide if it's the blacklight bulbs overhead that are washing him out and making him look so flushed, or something else entirely. Then, in a second, he's grumpy and scowling and tsking over his wet shoes. "A pro," he echoes. "Hardly. It can't be that complicated."

Newt gestures grandly at the tub and takes a bite out of his apple. Hermann can always be relied upon to never turn down a challenge, especially when it means making Newt look—potentially—stupid. Newt uses it to his advantage often. Whatever it takes to help the guy have a good time. "It's all yours, dude."

Hermann grumbles something again about Newt being too arrogant for his own good, and something else about showing Newt how to do it without making a mess of everything, then gets down to his knees with a quiet hiss of discomfort. He shoves his cane, and Newt's headlamp, at Newt, though bewilderingly leaves his blazer on. "I'll be just a moment," he says, and dunks his head into the tub.

He splashes back up no more than five seconds later. Apple-less. "Bugger," he coughs, and then coughs some more. The entire front of his sweater is soaked. "I didn't—I didn't start out right. Let me—"

Newt watches Hermann try to drown himself a few more times in mild interest before he finally intercedes. "Need a hand?" he says, getting to his knees next to Hermann.

"No," Hermann splutters.

Newt takes his glasses off again. "Yeah, you do. Okay, now watch me—"

He emerges with another apple in seconds.

Hermann grits his teeth. "Newton—"

"One more?" Newt says, his grin widening.

Back under. Another apple. He winks at Hermann when he goes in for a fourth time, and this time, he feels the water of the tank being upset as Hermann (refusing to be outdone once again) splashes in alongside him. God, Newt loves riling Hermann up like this—he gets so funny, and kinda cute, when he's mad about something. Red in the face, and scowling, and sometimes (when he's real mad) speaking in a dangerously low and rough sort of voice with his r's rolling that makes Newt shiver, just a little. Like, Newton, you worthless, pathetic little man, cease this immediately, or else I'll... He actually said that to Newt once. It made Newt feel a little warm under his collar. Hermann's probably going to say something similar to him this time, and Newt can't wait.

Ten seconds in. Newt has been cutting Hermann a little slack at first, just to see if he can catch up, but finally decides to just go for the apple that's been bobbing steadily against his mouth this whole time. (He loves beating Hermann at stuff.)

And, well, apparently Hermann goes for it too.

They both miss the apple. Newt's mouth is up against Hermann's for another five seconds before he realizes what's happening (that that is definitely not an apple, that that is definitely a mouth, that that mouth is wide and weird another to belong to only one person Newt knows, that that mouth is parting in surprise, oh my God) and then he pulls away so quickly that he breathes in what feels like half the tub of water. He falls back on his ass, coughing furiously, and it's not until he shoves his glasses back on with a shaking hand that he realizes that Hermann has done the same. "I," Hermann says. His eyes are wide. "I'm sor—"

"It's fine," Newt squeaks.

"It was—"

"I know!"

Newt and Hermann's mouths were touching for five whole seconds. Underwater, while apples bobbed against their foreheads, but their mouths still touched. Oh my God. In elementary school, Newt thinks dizzily, that would be enough to catch cooties. This was so not how he wanted his awesome eventual seduction of Hermann to go down. For one thing, it wasn't even a seduction.

"I'm gonna get a towel," Newt says.

Hermann nods. He looks strangely adorable with water droplets on his nose and his hair plastered to his head like that. Newt has to get out of here before he does something stupid, like take Hermann's pointy cheeks between his hands and put their mouths together on purpose. He doesn't think Hermann would respond to that very well right now.

"I'll get you one too," Newt says, and it takes a lot of effort to force himself to his feet.

Hermann nods again.

"Okay," Newt says, and stumbles away. Out of the corner of his eye, he just catches Hermann raising a hand to his mouth.

[daimonhalos]

More Badlands headcanons: the prequel

I return from the grave to lay upon ye my newfound knowledge: so I was just doodling a sad bbh, then he started looking more like child bbh and it turned into a comic of Bad meeting the other three for the first time and eventually I came up with a sort of backstory for bbh and some initial bonding for the badlands LET'S GET INTO IT

(this is all /rp)

So life in the nether certainly wasn't easy and bad's childhood was definitely fucked up.

One day he had walked away for five minutes from home and returns to it being burnt down and his parents on the ground, stabbed to death.

Baby Bad did n ot have the same attire. His current scarf, he took it from his mom when she died, whilst the sword comes from his dad. That's why he never upgraded from a diamond sword to a netherite one.

Before they died, he had 3 halos, two disappeared after they did and one remained broken until he got over them passing away.

As a kid he had more devilish wings, which became normal angel/feathered wings a little after his parents' death. It had been said that his family had a toll on their heads and only once someone else's vengeance was completed (killing said family), his features would've gone back to the way his species used to be. He wasn't sure much had changed.

(Also sidenote, for once he's on the other side: literally every bad thing reminds him of his childhood in the nether so at least for the first few centuries he's always absolutely nice to people)

Then he goes wild with chaos when hes more comfy and has friends ♥

Once grown up and confident, despite everything he'd heard about the overworld, he decides to find a portal and cross it.

Of course, when he crosses, he is immediately met with three complete strangers staring right back at him, entirely different from what people had told him: there's a biped cat, a diamond person and a creeper hybrid, still staring and blinking at him, quite surprised.

The three immediately notice how he's immediately on the defensive, guarding instead of attacking them immediately

So they understand he doesn't mean bad and they also understand it's his first time out of the nether because of the way he needs to adjust to the sunlight which is the same skeppy had the first time out of the underground (he only ever lived in caves so underground, max/min y levels where u find diamonds.

They take o n e look at bad and go "holy shit. We need to adopt this guy quick"

Bonus: "okay. GOTTA protect this dude at a l l costs. He might be 3 meters tall demon, but he looks sad so he needs to be PROTECTED RIGHT NOW-"

Sam ant and skeppy are in fact together already which means they already are found family tm so they already got each other and helped each other in the past.

Hold the fuck up this is beautiful because. Creepers can spawn or stay in mines WHERE DIAMONDS ARE

creepers can be on the ground as well where CATS ARE BUT THEY'RE AFRAID OF CATS THIS IS ACTUALLY SO GOOD pardon my enthusiasm i had an epiphany

Hence their small backstory: Sam finds skeppy first, then he loses skeppy as the latter freaking bolts around in the overworld for the first time.

Skeppy finds ant and brings him to Sam and Sam is like Oh GOD PLEASE NONONO "Can we keep him" "NO." "Im right here" "he TALKS?"And transforms to his humanoid vers

Actually they keep Ant for a week before he speaks for real because skeppy wants to prank sam

One night a skelly shoots an arrow at ant and Sam has been protective over the two ever since (they are brothers your honor)

Sam stopped sizzling everytime ant is nearby ♡

Skeppy does not feel hot nor cold

He's simply an unbothered king about temperatures ♡

Thats why he wears a crop top anything for fashion,,,/hj (granted to u guys by the great @azaethal)

"We're in a snow biome at least pretend you're cold"" f a s h u n "

"Hey Sam do u think ants like. Constantly naked" "Skeppy it's Four IN THE MORNING. GO. TO sleep" "He has fur in his cat form I know but like. He's basically naked right" "For fucks sake-"

Lol get skepped

It's a blessing when they adopt bad in their friend group cause skeppy finally has a new victim and Sam and ant have some rest. Bad falls for every single prank of skeppy.

The moment skeppy finds out he doesn't swear it's over for you bitches

Then the next problem is when they get into fights and become petty and don't talk to each other like literal kids

Ant and Sam stand there like how does this diamond block fuckin have the guts to yell at a 9 feet tall demon what the f u ck

Is anyone going to make fun of this demon?? Bet. (courtesy of @azaethal)

And that's how our boys know. They just know bad and skeppy are gonna be loooong time friends

ONE DAY THEY'RE LIKE

"YO GUESS WHAT WE JUST DID SOMETHING S I C K"

"WE JUST LINKED OUR SOULS TOGETHER"

"What the ACTUAL F-"

They say it was just for the meme

Deep down they know it's because they got an unbreakable bond

When he joins his soul with skeppy's, the second halo comes back to him. The third will when he finds sapnap and decides to make him his son and take him away from there.

Don't have anything else yet but will add up as soon as I do owo

[theyreonlynoodlesmike]

Hi is it okay if I ask you to write a little something about the boys meeting a witch? I've seen so many takes on this but I'd like to see how you would pictute it going, no pressure tho

Okay, I was really excited when I saw this in my ask box!! Okay so this is definitely going to be a fic rather than an imagine. Here you go!!

A Reading (Poly!Lost Boys x Fem!Witch Reader)

Next Chapter ->

Warning: minor cursing, harassment

Word Count: 2266

You didn’t even know why they went after you. You weren’t a black magic witch. While you’d casted the occasional hex, you never sacrificed anyone for your practices or cursed anyone. You were mostly a divination witch, that dabbled a little in telekinesis, but you didn’t consider yourself a threat. To anyone living or dead.

When you first arrived in Santa Carla, you had no idea what you were walking into. You had no idea about the vampires living there, or else you might not have come to the beach-side town at all. You lived in a little caravan and you parked it right off the boardwalk. You needed a place to stay, a place without persecution. Even though the witch trials had ended centuries ago, it didn’t mean witch hunters didn’t still prowl around.

You didn’t have the luxury of living with a coven, and you weren’t well-connected enough to even find one if you wanted to. A lone witch encroaching on a covens territory was dangerous business, and that’s why you had chosen Santa Carla. There wasn’t a coven in the entire town, or even the neighboring towns. You had the entire area to yourself, and you never really thought as to why that would be. You didn’t plan on staying long. Just long enough to make some cash from some tourists, and then you’d start driving up north. For a witch without a coven, it was always best to keep moving.

You set up a table outside, covered it with a table cloth, and set up your cards, cups, and tea pot. It didn’t take long for some curious boardwalk go-ers to wander down. You’d read their palms, their tea leaves, and their cards. You’d perfected your craft. Their palms showed you their past, their tea leaves showed you their present, and their cards would show you their future. All of your fortunes were always right, and sometimes people didn’t like that. People didn’t want to hear the truth. So, whenever a fortune showed something too bad, you knew to give it to them gently. You’d get a better tip that way.

You had noticed a group of boys leaning against the railing, watching a few of your readings. Sometimes, specifically when you fudged the details, they’d make snide remarks. You would always look up to glare at them, and their leader, the one with the platinum blonde hair, would always give you a smirk. You frowned. You could practically smell the trouble from here. The way they hung around, joked and jeered above you. It gave you the creeps. It didn’t matter if they were all attractive, you sensed something dark. They were attractive though.

The one on the far left, the brunette, was tall and intimidating. He would stare at you as you worked, his dark eyes never once leaving your face. His dark hair hung around his face, and down past his shoulders. You could see the exposed skin of his chest, but you didn’t let yourself look for long. He didn’t jeer like his friends, and instead would send a small smile when you would look his way. For some reason, you thought that was worse.

The one next to him was the leader. You could tell the second they had leaned against the railing, and you wanted to credit your intuition. Not the way he seemed to command everything around him. He murmured to the others commands or comments that you couldn’t hear, not matter how much you strained your ears. Platinum hair, ocean eyes, and a cigarette dangling from his lips. It was almost like he was forcing you to look, to see the smirk that dawned his features. You refused, and flicked your eyes to the next of the boys.

He was the smallest, and his face was crowned by a sea of golden curls. He was doe-eyed and had unfairly romanesque features. He looked more like a bust belonging in a museum than a punk on a random boardwalk. He grinned, but he covered it by placing a thumb between his teeth. His grin made his cherub face look mischievous, and it was as if he was trying to cover it up. Hide it. It unnerved you, and your eyes fell on the last of them.

He looked to be the most rowdy of the boys. He talked to the others loudly, and you had to glare at him a few times during your readings. He’d always cackle whenever he caught your eyes, and his crystal blue eyes would light up with glee. He even once sent you a wiggle of his fingers, and said,

“Hey there, sugar.” With a slight Californian drawl. It had led to the boy besides him, the little museum bust, giving him a small push. He’d enthusiastically returned it, and had a wide smile on his face when he looked back at you. He was tall and looked more glam rock than the others, with his blonde hair teased and wild as it fell down his shoulders, and you weren’t surprised when you saw him pull a homemade cigarette out of his jacket. 

But, still, your intuition told you not to underestimate him. Any of them, for that matter. They were dangerous. Each and every one of them. It didn’t make you feel better that they stayed even as the boardwalk began to empty and the night stretched on.

 After your last customer, what you assumed would be the last customer for the night, you went to make more tea. You locked the caravan door behind you and took your cards, the tray, and your money box with you. The table could be replaced, even if you’d have to dip into the money you made that night. Your familiar, a cat named Salisbury, rubbed against your leg. He could tell that you were nervous, but he didn’t know why. You put him back on your bed and gave his head a small kiss while the water heated up. When you came back out, you expected your table to be stolen or trashed and for the boys to be gone. You were going to collect whatever they had left.

Instead, their leader sat in the chair opposite of yours. You glanced up, and you saw that the other three were watching you closely. Curiously. The blonde rocker still had a small smile on his face, while the other blonde did not. Neither did the brunette. When you looked back at their leader, you had a bad feeling. You went back inside to grab your tray, tea cards, and the emptied money box. The pot you made for yourself was now going to have to be shared. You sat down in your chair, set down the small tray with the teapot, a single cup and saucer, and then took out your cards. You’d said your spiel about the fee probably fifteen times that night, and the boys had heard it at least five. You realized then that they’d been watching you for hours.

“My name is y/n. I do palms, tea, and cards. Past, present, and future respectively. It’s twenty one dollars for the set. Three readings, seven dollars each.” You said, and you held out your hand. He smirked, and he took out his cash. He placed it into your hand, his lingering just a moment longer than necessary, and said,

“David. I’ll take the set.” His voice was smooth like silk and incredibly charming. It made you even warier of him, especially when you felt just the hint of a suggestion. A mental one. You didn’t trust the boy, so you counted the cash. After you were satisfied, you tucked it into the money box. You held out your hands. You watched him take off his gloves, and you looked up into his eyes for only a moment. You regretted it the instant you did. You felt something worming into your mind, a mental attack. The crystal necklace you wore blocked it, but now you were on edge. You knew the attack had come from him. He wasn’t as normal as you thought. You guessed he was a warlock, or something of the sort. It explained the tight-knit group he had. You were hesitant to take his hand, but you pushed it away. Now, you had to know.

His hand was cold in yours, and he held it palm up. He watched you as you looked down at his hand and traced your fingertips over it in a small spiral. It only took a moment, and then you saw flashes.

You saw the brunette. Dwayne. You saw the angel-faced blonde. Marko. You saw the stoner rocker-type. Paul. You saw a face you didn’t recognize. Max. Then, blood. Screams. His friends faces, all changed and sharpened. Laughter. They enjoyed it. You saw yellow eyes with red, and then fangs- Vampires.

You ripped your hands away and you knocked the teapot into the sand. You gasped and covered your mouth, and you launched yourself out of your seat. You looked at him, and then you looked at the others. They’d all been leaning with their arms on the railing, but now they were moving to stand. So was the boy in front of you. David, Dwayne, Marko, Paul. All vampires. 

You were lucky the boardwalk was empty when you did this, as you didn’t really think. You panicked. You shoved both your hands out in front of you, and it knocked David back. He didn’t fall, but he had to steady himself. You grabbed your cards during his momentary distraction, and then you darted into your caravan and slammed the door shut. You locked it, but you knew it would be no use if they really wanted to come inside. They could probably rip the roof off your caravan if they wanted to. Still, you went around and locked all the windows, and you shut all of your curtains.

Vampires. Four of them. And you’d stupidly revealed yourself. And attacked one of them. You grabbed Salisbury off the bed, and held him tight to your chest. You had just made probably the stupidest mistake you could’ve made, but everything was quiet. Eerily quiet. You sat on the floor, trying to calm your rapidly beating heart by petting the cat in your arms. An hour had gone by. Sometimes, you’d hear whispers outside. They were so faint you thought you’d almost imagined them. You hadn’t moved, and you had only let Salisbury out of your arms when you were sure they had left. Then, the shaking started.

It felt like someone was shaking your caravan from each side, and your cat started going crazy. You raised both your hands, and stopped everything from falling to a crash onto the floor even as the vampires did their best to earn the sounds of things breaking inside. Salisbury yowled, and you screamed when one side, the side behind you, of the caravan was lifted. Only to be dropped back down with a crash. There was a roar of laughter, and an unknown voice told whoever had done it that they were an ass. Then, it stopped. The shaking stopped. You started to softly cry, and you let your hands fall. You heard scratching and whispers, and then the sound of someone walking on the roof of your caravan. The boys were talking and joking, and then their footsteps stopped. There was the sound of someone landing in the sand outside. You couldn’t see them, but you knew they were there. That this wasn’t a trick. They laughed, and you heard the sound of tapping on the window of the back wall, right above your makeshift kitchen. You heard a teasing voice call your name, and then,

“Come out, come out. We just want to play.” In a sing-song voice. You didn’t know which it belonged to, but it earned snickers from the other boys. Another joined it,

“C’mon, little witch. We won’t bite.” And then the dragging of nails against the window of the wall behind you. It was the voice of the rocker from before. “Hard.” He added, and another chorus of laughter. It’d been him that had lifted the caravan. Paul.

“Leave me alone!” Then, everything was quiet. A minute passed. And then another. The only sound was your sobs. They were going to kill you, you were sure of it.

A knock was at your door, and your cat hissed at it. You stared, and you waited. When you didn’t answer, there was another. It was a bang this time, and you jumped. Slowly, you stood. You went to the door, and wiped your face. You thought about whether or not you should open it. You figured that if you didn’t they were going to rip it open anyways. You unlocked the bottom lock, but not the chain. You gathered Salisbury up in your arms, so he wouldn’t run out. When you opened the door, you peered out through the crack. David smirked, and he tilted his head when he saw you. He gestured to the door, but you refused to remove the chain. Or let them inside. You stared back, and he let out a soft sigh and rolled his eyes. The boys snickered behind him, and then you whispered,

“What do you want?” You were terrified. The four vampires had just terrorized your home, and you were sure they were going to drain you next. A slow smile spread across Davids face, and then he said,

“You never finished my reading.”

[the-firebird69]

And it is 45 by Shinedown after this movie and this movie is coming up it's not happening now. Been trying to get to people and they think he has something then they think they can boost him like the max did to go after Max and not ruin the relationship. But during this movie and afterwards they go to Memphis to read the letter that our son wrote to his brother could be important and it is

Thor Freya

I do see it he was singing the apparata and there's a specific one and it is with mac and smashing the food up and he can't open it and he got the box after we think and it's after this movie and after Memphis and they're all right next to each other and he says it's odd like the movies don't start until a specific point and I think it might be after I get ruined that's what you say in the foreigners start fighting and they use the us as wild cards more so

Tommy f

This movie is about assassinating Max we're all paying attention to it and we understand how it happened and why and not necessarily. We're watching what's going on today and people think we're behind it and it's obnoxious and it's ongoing I'm trying to ride and do all the stuff and a lot of people are pissed off but he's very pissed off since he's not some sort of cat and a cat and mouse game to play around with and get in trouble I do understand something we're probably asking for a lot more trouble than we can handle and it is not going to go well but who cares

Mac

And I really don't have anything to say just everybody down here is a slob and ignorant including the max the place is full of s*** and so are the people I've never seen so many assholes in my life you're all a bunch of jerks and a bunch of f****** morons I wouldn't give you a dollar if you're going to go get some people to help save me cuz I don't want any more of you near me

Zues Hera

I figured out something you don't understand English either you're a horrible wigger and you are very stupid Mac and you're a stupid frontal lobe doesn't make you any better now it's horrible and really you're all packed in here with this s*** and you think you're in charge you want to change your heart you'll have if you figure out you're not you are kind of you're running things you are sort of and if you don't get fixed and take over or not you have a time limit and you act like you don't and boy what a pain in the ass all of you are a bunch of b****** bitching about your f****** situation which we're using against you it's an advantage you've given us I just shut your pie holes but he explains that they don't understand the math and they're not supposed to so I'm going to get to work and take advantage of it

Thor Freya

I do figure some stuff out there's dumb as hell going around asking for stuff singing bushes not caring about insects running around screwing around with people messing with each other's wives getting hit I will tell you it's a cesspool and nothing good ever comes of it no matter who's in it or what you're doing it never works it's great whole bunch of Max 6 is great and they're a bunch of dumbass f****** wiggers you're building a fleet there's other fleets out there I'm so sick of this my people are dumb this place blows you're getting rid of tons of these idiots that still hasn't made a damn difference not not like one minute out of the freaking day and he says he's had like maybe 5 minutes but usually it's idiots trying to rack it up and say they weren't and there it is later on the day we had to we have to build it up by accident and we get excited and have to let it out the freaking rain the main vein I'm so sick of that s*** too you f****** garbage better stop that f****** s*** they say they're not going to have to go after them and that's why the shield is going on cuz you suck so bad

Mac

You more like brought this on us and you and it's getting worse and worse with every stupid word on your mouth why don't you stop talking shut your f****** mouth and talk to each other in secret places that you scan for devices shut the f****** okay don't walk out in public and the God damn f****** mall and don't be way too nice and what are you trying to discover that they're sending you to an incinerator you already know what is the deal here you're so gosh darn stupid

Zues Hera

Did you hear something it's our way out no they're going to hit us there's ways to avoid it and refuse to do it this sucks so bad I keep doing it too people are making me I don't understand who he says it's probably them they made Brad hit

Well you said that but really we're not doing anything to help things

Mac keep firing them releasing them haven't walked around us that's terrific it's so much fun

These guys are doing this to us and you're sending people out and it's the warlock and they're still doing it and they put the stupid movie up and others are doing it too they were going after them and they keep putting it up there and really they're asking for it it's really strange they're not really forcing it or telling them to we are a little but it's really really easy I think they're sending orders oh boy they've done it's going to be over soon thank God this is important information about

Thor Freya

I'm happy about helping him out he still needs more sustenance so I'm going to help him out again

Zig Zag

Olympus

[constantlyunlightening]

Tease

Day 13 : Vibrator w/ Ramuda Amermura

Warnings/Other Kinks: Edging, usage of the name oneesan, handcuffs

YA YA YA MINNA GENKI ♡

I know this isn't bnha but I've had the song Drops stuck in my head for a month now. I love all the hypmic boys and somehow this short king little shit stole my attention. Ramuda Amemura is from a multi-media project called Hypnosis Mic. It's a series of songs and drama cds (that has now expanded to a manga and an anime!!) about a world where people battle using rap battles. It's honestly pretty cheesy, but damn do I love it!

Disclaimer : 18+ years or older to read. All characters are 20+

For someone who played so damn cute all the time, he sure played as a wolf so well. 

"I-it's too much!" Your voice came out between heated pants and whines as the toy vibrated against you faster now. What kind of toy was this? How could he even get it to go this fast? You had sworn the last time he cranked it up should have been the max but it just kept going. It whirred between your folds, back and forth as the monster seated before you would continue to brush it back against your clit whenever you seemed to relax a bit, and then before you could climax, it was on the move again. "Pleasseeee, lemme cum."

"Awww, but we haven't even gotten to the fun part yet, oneesan!"

He was a bubbly, 5'1", cotton candy colored monster, but a monster nonetheless. 

Ramuda had you pinned like a butterfly tacked to a board - pretty and stuck. He had your wrists handcuffed and bound over your head. And to keep your lower half locked down, he had taken to straddling one of your thighs, while one hand kept your other leg up and stretched open and his other operated the surprisingly powerful vibrator he danced between your legs. 

Never in your life would you have thought that this man would have been as much of a powerhouse in bed as he was turning out to be, and yet, here he was, having spent a full half an hour dragging you right to the precipice of climax only to yank you back down before you could get to the other side. He had done all that while looking down at you with a smile that would have put the sun to shame with the brightness it put out. He still had a candy sucker back behind his teeth, the stick poking out from his lips as he grinned. So cute and sweet but he had you in tears.

He had the toy on your clit again and you gave a full on yelp, causing a giggle to escape Ramuda's lips. "It sure looks like it feels good. But if you cum without me, I might be so sad, I'll cry." You would have found it ironic if you were in any mindset to think about anything other than your desire to orgasm. You were starting to see stars bursting behind your blurry eyes as your legs trembled and shivered, trying to thrash away from the hold he had on you. It wasn't surprising that the leg he was seated on didn't actually move much, but the grip his other hand had on her thigh was a lot stronger than she would have guessed. The more you struggled, the more bruising his grasp on you became but, your lust-filled brain was too preoccupied to care.

"Then get inside me," you argued, trying to get him to speed it up so you could find that tipping point. You could feel the pleasure bubbling inside of you -pressure rising up, up, up. And then he would tug the vibrator down again, away from that sweet spot and you were left whimpering. You jerked against the handcuffs holding you in place, your eyes squeezing shut as the toy teased you with slow strokes along your slit. You just wanted relief. Your body was begging for the monstrous boy that held you captive, your cunt clamping down onto empty air. 

"But aren't you having fun? You look so so cute right now. You can handle more, right?" He prodded, bright aquamarine gaze fixed on you. It was a puppy dog sort of look but you certainly didn't trust the innocence behind it as he dropped the speed back down on the vibrations but picked a more intense pulse pattern. The high you had been working up was starting to drop but kept you just enough on edge. You were a roller coaster that never actually had that big drop. Just coasting along and only small bumps to help you keep momentum. "Come on, oneesan," he leaned himself over you more, bubblegum bangs dropping from his face as he stretched over you so he could hover. You remembered once reading about how pink was a physically charged color - there was something about it being a color that represented sex or something, right? Maybe his hair color did fit his personality but just not in the charming way you had first imagined it to. "A little longer, kayy?"

You wanted to say yes, some part of your brain wanted this man to give you the rewards of being patient. But the more urgent part took over and you whined. "Ramuda, please?" You urged just as he grazed your clit again, causing your whole body to arch like a cat in heat, rising off the bed. "More, please!"

You were too enraptured with the teasing he provoked to notice the sparks of darkness swirling into a gaze. You didn't notice that he had taken his sucker out of his mouth until the next time you whined out, he had shoved the sticky treat into your lips instead - overwhelming you with the taste of strawberries and his saliva. Your whimpering almost had you choking on it. "Shut up." His voice was an octave lower now - a pitch you hadn't heard from him before. A pitch that didn't match the sugary expression that had been staring at you all this while. It almost sounded dangerous, but the rumbling octave sent a dizzying vibration through you as he regained his hold back on your leg. "Suck on that and just take it already." A simple command, but there was a darkness that edged into his tone that you refused to fight with. Which is why, trying to hold back your mewling for more, you took the sucker between your lips, letting the messy taste of sugar coat your mouth even as he refocused the attention of the toy back onto that spot you craved. Your eyes, still glassy with tears, fluttered back to Ramuda only to see he had a tender, almost boyish smile back onto his lips. From that deep, caution-rearing voice, to his usual, playful laugh. The way he looked at you now made you wonder if you imagined him telling you to shut up.

"Thats so much better, oneesan! Im going to make you feel so good!"

[auspicious-lilana]

Two Cats, One Heart (Chat Noir x reader)

Summary: Y/n Ross and Adrian Agreste are childhood best friends, they’ve been through thick and thin, including losing their mom, and dad. Since then Y/n’s mom made her live with Adrian at his mansion and forever leaving her life. Watch as their lives Change as they become the new heroes of Paris alongside Ladybug and see how Romance sprouts between the two models.

Part 1 |  Part 2 |  Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7  | Part 8

Warnings:  It’s a bit long hehe? 

"And now I'm pretty sure Chat doesn't like me the same way I like him." I finished explaining everything to him.

Adrian and I were sitting on my couch, Alpha in the coffee table in front of us munching away his brownies.

"What makes you think that?" Adrian asked.

"For one, besides the usual flirt banters, He didn't show anything that could give me a hint that he likes me back."

"I think he does like you."

"How do you know?" Adrian seemed a bit stuck, looking around for an answer.

"Since you've been pretty honest with your secret, I guess I can't keep mine without feeling guilty." Adrian sighed.

"What secret?" I got more confused as he took out a piece of cheese. "Wait, is that what you kept reeking of?"

"Yes, It's the only thing he eats, every single time." I got more confused.

"Who's he?"

"How much longer are you going to play dumb?" Alpha asked while chewing as I cringed. "He means his kawami, Plagg."

"First of all, Don't talk while you eat. I thought I told you that a hundred times Alpha." I scolded before turning to Adrian before it dawned on me as I saw a little black cat attached to the cheese in his hand. "If you have a kawami then it'd mean you're..."

"Yes," Adrian nodded. "I'm Chat Noir." I felt myself blushing, realizing I had just rambled about my crush on Chat Noir...to Chat Noir!?

"You...I...Wait, that explains why you're always going near my locations to change back." I remembered. "Who knew,"

"I thought you were planning to try and sneak a peek at my identity." Adrian chuckled. "But you were just trying to get home too."

"So...When you said Chat Noir likes me back..." I looked to my side, trying to hide my blush.

"Yes, I meant I liked you too, a lot."

"Hey, Plagg. I got a little spot I hide whenever these two get all lovey-dovey, wanna eat there?" Alpha offered, noticing Plagg's disgust.

"Don't have to ask me twice." The two kawami's made their way out as Adrian and I rolled our eyes.

"What happens now?" I asked.

"Well, this is normally the part where we umm, we...kiss." We inched closer to each other as he grabbed my arm to lead me closer to his face, I looked to admire his features, fluttering my eyes shut as we touched lips.

"This counts as us now Girlfriend and Boyfriend, right?" I whispered.

"Of course."

***

"Agent Smith, It's too dangerous! We must evacuate!" Adrian exclaimed as he and Mylène were crouching behind the teacher's desk, water guns in hand.

Our class was filming a movie for a project and Adrian and Mylène were the voted leads. I was going to be the lead girl but I wanted to work behind the scenes, so I play the role of the Assistant Director, while also Mylène's understudy if anything were to happen.

"You're suggesting we run, Officer Jones?" Mylène asked with a determined look. "After it devoured my family, my friends, and even my beloved dog, Sniffles?" She dramatically stood up. "Never! I won't run! I no longer fear it, I'm going to face it, then I'll-" Ivan loomed over as scripted with a monster mask, roaring as best as he could as Mylène broke character and screamed in fear, hiding under the table as Adrian and I looked at her worried.

"Sorry, Mylène." Ivan apologized, taking the mask off.

"Mylène! That's like, the tenth take." Nino scolded, frustrated as he rubbed his forehead. "And we're only on the first scene!"

"Fourteenth actually." Alix corrected, holding up a count from her seat in the back. "But who's counting."

"Ughh..."

"I'm...sorry." Mylène apologized, getting out from under. "I'm gonna do better on the next take, I promise." Juleka was reapplying blush, fixing Adrian's look.

"Anyone want some tea?" Rose offered, holding a portable kettle.

"You're playing a hero from the special forces. You're not supposed to get all freaked out!" Nino lectured.

"I know, but...that monster mask he's wearing is so...realistic and scary!"

"Just big ol' me, Mylène." Ivan stuck his fingers through the eyes of the mask, show how harmless it was. "Nothing to be scared of."

"You ask me, he doesn't even need a mask," Chloé said, laughing with Sabrine as I frowned at her.

"Does it hurt you to be a little bit nicer, Chloé?" I asked.

"Ivan, put the mask back on, you're playing the monster!" Nino demanded. "And Mylène, we need you to stay in character!" Ivan put the mask back on, causing Mylène to get scared.

"I need to sing my happy song, it always makes me feel better." Mylène took a deep breath as she began singing to herself, slowly stepping back. "Smelly Wolf, Smelly wolf." I felt Alpha scoff from my pocket, muttering his offense at her song. "stinky breath and slimy--" She bumped into Adrian, suddenly jumping back, shrieking in fear.

"And the Oscar for the best pathetic scaredy-cat afraid of its own shadow goes to...Mylène!" Chloé laughed, making Mylène feel worse as Adrian looked at her, disappointed.

"Chloé, seriously?" Adrian asked.

"Yeah, so what?" Mylène ran out of the classroom, crying.

"Mylène!" Marinette shouted. "Anyone gonna go after her?" Ivan ran after Mylène, calling out her name as he took the mask off.

"Epic, Chloé! Just Epic!" Nino sarcastically exclaimed. "What are we supposed to do now without our leading actress?"

"Who needs her, anyway?" Chloé scoffed. "She was totally lame!"

"You're lame!" Ivan shouted, coming back in. "Mylène is crying her eyes out on the bathroom thanks to you!"

"Me, Lame?"

"Hey, Hey!" I came in. "Fighting over this isn't going to get this film done any quicker, We'll find a way to get this done by tonight!"

"As a producer, I'll make sure of it too!" Marinette agreed.

"The Deadline for the Parisian Student Short Film Festival is tomorrow evening, precisely 26 hours, 15 minutes and 14, 13 seconds from now." Max clarified.

"Thank you, Max." I smiled.

"And we still have editing, post-sound, soundtrack..." Marinette listed.

"And who's gonna take Mylène's part?" Adrian asked.

"Um, me of course!" Chloé got up from her seat.

"You haven't even read the script!" Alya argued.

"Of course I have! The first scene anyway, I can even tell you that it ends with a kiss between Agent Smith and Officer Jones!" Chloé batted her eyes at Adrian as he pleadingly looked over at me as I moved next to Nino.

"As Mylène's understudy, I'm the one who's supposed to take her place if anything were to happen. Remember?" I reminded Nino.

"Right." Nino nodded as Marinette screaming, looking at Alya.

"You wrote that?!" She shrieked.

"Hold up!" Alya exclaimed skimming through her script again. "I didn't write that!"

"Uh...I wrote that." Nino admitted. "It was just a little tweak. You know, to move the story forward."

"What! You edited my script without even telling me!" Alya gripped onto the collar of Nino's shirt. "That's low."

"Wait a minute! You mean our script!" Nino argued, removing her hands as Adrian and I sighed before Rose came up to us.

"Juice?" We gratefully took a cup.

"Thanks, Rose." Adrian thanked.

"Guys, it doesn't matter who did anything, we have a film to get done by tonight." I reasoned.

"she's right," Max said. "Principal Damocles is only allowing us to use the school until 6 p.m. sharp. Which leaves us 9 hours, 12 minutes, and 12 seconds. 11, 10, 9, 8, 7, 6..."

"Adrian and Y/n kissing cannot happen! No way!" Marinette hissed at Alya quietly, as so nobody could hear.

"It makes no sense story-wise anyway." Alya shrugged. "The main character's emotional journey-"

"Hold on!" Marinette ran over to Adrian. "We can't let Mylène just leave just like that! It's...wrong!  We all chose her to play the leading female role! And...we're all in this movie together! She needs our support. I'm gonna go find her and bring her back."

"Always trying to save the day, aren't you, Marinette?" Chloé mocked.

"Wait," I said, holding her arm. "I'll go, you're the producer, you're needed here." I left before she could say anything more, missing the satisfied look on her face.

{Third POV}

"Nice going, Miss Producer." Nino sarcastically remarked. "Now we have no lead again!"

"Yeah, but now we'll be able to go look for our real lead!" She argued, hiding her intentions of just wanting to keep Adrian kissing Y/n out of jealousy.

"I told you. Tick tock, there's no time! We need a lead now!"

"Marinette can do it!" Alya exclaimed as Adrian got uncomfortable at the thought of kissing a different girl.

"What?! No! I can't act. I'm... the producer." Marinette started furiously blushing.

"But you wanna kiss Adrien, don't you?" Alya whispered to her as Marinette glanced at Adrian who mentally hoped Y/n can get back in time.

{Y/n's POV}

"Mylène!" I called out as I entered the Bathroom. "Mylène?!" I looked to see nobody was there, missing the monster feet in one of the stalls as I noticed the mirror was covered in some sort of slime.

"Wow," Alpha gasped, peeking out from my pocket to take a look. "I knew you girls were disgusting in terms of love, but I didn't think you guys were that disgust- hey!" I glared at the little wolf, shoving him back in my pocket with a finger.

"She isn't here." I noticed, "Didn't Ivan said she'd be in the bathroom? This is the only girl's bathroom in this half of the school, she should be here."

"I think that slime might have something to do with this."

"I can't find her on my own, I'll have to get the others to help look for her. I have a feeling crying wasn't the only thing she was doing in here."

"Wow, the best idea ever!" Alpha sarcastically praised. "Not like it was the only choice you had!" I shoved him back down my pocket as I had an eerie feeling as I ran back to the classroom.

"Guys!" I shouted, seeming to have boast through the door right before Marinette could kiss Adrian, who was trying to prolong the kiss as long as he could, relieved at my interruption as Nino shouted Cut. "Mylène isn't in the bathroom, we need to find her. I think something might be going on- wait, Where's Max and Kim?" Right as I asked, we heard two screams. "Did you all hear that?"

"Loud and clear." Adrian nodded.

"We better scope this out," Marinette said as everyone ran to the source of the scream.

"A fruity snack for the road?" Rose offered.

Nino began recording them, following me as I noticed something on the floor.

"Hey! Anybody here?" Adrian shouted. "Kim! Max! Where are you guys?!"

"Wait, I felt like I saw the same pink goo...the bathroom!" It finally clicked as Adrian came up to me, picking up the armband covered in goo.

"That's Kim's!" He exclaimed.

"They vanished!" Nathaniel began panicking.

"Or they're playing a sick joke on us." Alya scoffed.

"We should go to Principal Damocles's office and tell him what's going on!" Marinette declared, She then noticed Nino was filming everything. "Nino, come on! Stop Filming!"

"Not a chance! This is just getting good!" I took the chance to slip away from the class quietly.

{Third POV}

Adrian had tried to slip away with Y/n but soon got caught by his best friend.

"Yo, Adrian!" Nino called out.

"I left Officer Jone's jacket back there!" He quickly came with an excuse. "Should probably wear it in all the scenes." Nino nodded as the rest of the students went upstairs, Adrian already running back into the empty classroom which Y/n had already snuck into the other way.

Neither noticing the Horrificator Akuma, a slimy monster start gooing the entire school roof, doors, and windows to keep them shut-in.

"This is the first time transforming with another person in the room." Y/n admitted, feeling a bit nervous and awkward for some reason.

"Then we better get used to it." Adrian winked.

"Hey, your Chat side is already showing!" Y/n pointed out as Alpha and Plagg came out from their pockets.

"Y/n, Darling." Alpha calmly called out. "I never ask you to hurry up and transform, it isn't me. but right now, I'm begging you to just transform. I can't stand this lovey scene." Y/n scoffed.

"So um," Adrian awkwardly shifted before he took off his right shoe. "Guess we should first make them think we've vanished."

"Good idea." Y/n nodded her head, reaching to take off her hairpin, throwing it to make it seem like she was struggling as it came off, Adrian doing the same after showing Plagg his shoe, making the small black cat cringe.

"You say I stink of Camembert," Plagg said.

"I mean, you both do." Y/n pointed out as Adrian gave her a look before sighing.

"Plagg, claws out!"

"Alpha, Tails out!"

***

The rest of the students were going into the Principal's office, looking inside to see pink goo around.

"Even Mr.Damocles isn't around," Rose said, worried as Marinette stood outside the door, making sure nobody was looking back before she took out her phone, dropping it on the floor as she ran into the library.

"Time to transform." She quickly said to her little kawami, Tikki. "Tikki, Spots on!"

***

"Anyone seen Agent Smith- I mean Y/n?" Nino asked. "And Marinette too?" They ran out of the office, Alya stopped to see her phone on the floor.

"Oh no," Alya gasped. "This is Marinette's phone."

They soon walked around the entire school, checking the ceiling, windows, doors, to see a pink goo covering them shut.

"We're trapped!" Chloé exclaimed before taking out her phone. "I'm going to call Daddy!"

"Dudes, you know cellphones never work in horror movies." Nino reminded, still filming everything.

"No bars..." Ivan said, checking his phone.

"No coverage!" Nathaniel sadly said along.

"Told you so!" Nino got excited. "Boo-yah!"

"Is everything okay?" Ladybug asked, appearing at the door.

"Ladybug in my movie? This is legit!"

"And on my Ladyblog!" Alya started filming too.

"We've got to calmly evacuate the building, okay everyone?" Ladybug ordered. "

"Easier said than done, Ladybug," Chat said as he and Lady Wolf came jumping down, landing next to Ladybug.

"The place is covered in pink goo, nothing can come in or out." Lady Wolf added.

"Triple Legit!" Nino exclaimed.

"Lady Wolf in the flesh!" Maya grinned, taking her phone out. "This I can't miss, my viewers are gonna eat this up."

"We tried to cut through the goo, but it's no good." Chat Noir explained. "Totally indestructible. So looks like we're trapped inside the school for now. Just stay put and try to relax, guys."

{Y/n's POV}

"Let's talk for a bit," I suggested as Chat and I led Ladybug to the corner of the office, out of the student's sound range.

"We know that Hawkmoth's taken another innocent victim somewhere in this school." Chat said.

"And there's only one way to get rid of the goo and get everyone out of here," Ladybug added.

"And that's to capture the Akuma like always,"

"Exactly." Chat flirtatiously grinned at me. "I love it when you read my mind."

"Ugh," Ladybug playfully groaned, already used to the usual flirty banters of her partners. "But we better find this thing first, and it's prisoners." Before they could say another word, they soon had Nino right behind them, filming them.

"Don't mind me." Nino quickly said. "finding the missing peeps and solving this crazy mystery with Chat Noir, Ladybug, and Lady Wolf...This movie's gonna be so swank!"

"Stay together, right behind us." Ladybug said, walking away before grabbing Nino's arm, pulling him towards her. "Means you too, Spielberg."

***

We were following the trail of pink goo, not noticing Sabrina and Chloé leave their group, running off to hide elsewhere.

We entered the classroom Adrian and I had transformed in, Ladybug noticing Adrian's shoe and my hairpin.

"There!" She exclaimed, picking it up.

"Anyone recognize this shoe and pin?" Chat asked, playing dumb.

"That's Adrian's shoe," Nino exclaimed.

"And that's Y/n's pin, she never goes anywhere without it!" Maya pitched in.

"That's weird." Ladybug said. "There's no pink slime here."

"Yes, there is." Nathaniel pointed out the slime on the desk, kneeling before he got grabbed by a slimy tentacle.

The other students started to step in fear as Nathaniel started panicking. Juleka being the only one who was more awed by the slimy monster than scared.

"Everybody run!" Ladybug shouted as they all ran out of the room, Nino remaining by Chat's side to record and Juleka staying put near the door, admiring the monster which grew larger.

"Awesome." Juleka grinned, the monster roared at Juleka as she seemed a bit taken back before grinning. "So Awesome." I noticed the height difference, it's power. He shrunk when Jeluka wasn't scared?

It spits goo at Juleka but I quickly grabbed her arm and took her out of the classroom before it could touch her.

"Eww!" Chat exclaimed. "What's your name, Drool-lator?" The monster spits goo at him but he spins his staff to avoid any touching him before swinging his staff to remove the slime. "Cats aren't afraid of slimy toads like you."

"We better hurry and find our where that Akuma is hiding!" I exclaimed.

"I don't see anything," Chat exclaimed as they dodged a slime, jumping down the stairs as the students hid in the corner, watching them. "Just miles of slime!" The monster looked at the fear in the kids, growing in size, confirming my suspicions thoughts.

"Fear!" I suddenly shouted, catching Ladybug and Chat's attention. "It grows from fear!" Ladybug ducked tying a yoyo around its leg to a pole as Chat tried to land a hit before he got slimed into the wall, I gasped, going in from behind before getting caught to the wall as well.

The monster then grabbed the yoyo string, pulling in Ladybug before sliming her onto the basketball hoop.

The monster turned and grew as everyone screamed, it approached the class, recognizing Ivan, affectionately licking, grabbing Nathanial (who was released during the fight) and Alix, jumping away.

"Oh no! It took Nath and Alix!" Rose exclaimed. (A/n: No way! what a shock! Not like we just witnessed it happening.)

They soon managed to get out the slime, running to a door to see it was slimed shut.

"Did you see how it only left Ivan alone?" Ladybug mentioned.

"Yeah," Chat agreed. "What's that all about?" I thought about it before remembering what happened earlier, the goo in the bathroom, Mylène's long disappearance.

"The monster has to be Mylène!" I exclaimed. "She was the first to disappear...from what I heard..." I quickly covered up.

"Where are Sabrina and Chloé?" Alya asked, running up to the teen heroes with the small group of students behind her, Nino still recording.

"We'll find them, don't worry." Ladybug reassured. "If we can find a way out of here..." They soon heard Chloé's screams and ran up the stairs, pushing through the doors as something seemed to have been blocking the front of, they looked around to see nothing but a trail of slime.

"We're too late!" Chat exclaimed.

"But look!" I said, pointing to the trail. "We can still follow it!" I lead the group as we were led to a dark workshop.

"I'm so amped!" Nino exclaimed, recording as I was about to open the door before we turned to Nino with a frown.

"Turn your amp down to about 4, will ya?" Chat asked.

"My bad...." Nino sheepishly chuckled as we stood on our guard, slowly opening the door, walking into the cellar, looking at the large blobs of slime.

"Anybody in here?" Ladybug asked, her voice ringing in the room.

"Ladybug, it's me, Chloé Bourgeois!" Chloé cried out.

"Don't worry! We'll get you out!"

"Well, hurry it up!"

"Is everybody here?!" Ladybug, Chat, and I went around, trying to get a count of everyone. "Mr.Damocles."

"Present!"

"Alix?"

"Yeah!"

"Nathanial?"

"Here!"

"Adrian?!" Ladybug started to panic at the silence as Chat froze, "ADRAIN?!" Chat quickly hid behind a goo pod.

"Yeah, Yeah, I'm fine!" He exclaimed. "What about uh Y/n?" I glared at Chat for mentioning my name for everything.

"Y/n?" Ladybug repeated, I hid behind a corner.

"Oh um! I'm here too!" I quickly shouted. "How about Marinette?"

"Yeah! Yeah! We got everyone!" Ladybug exclaimed, tugging on the Goo Pods. "Ugh! they won't budge!"

"Get us out!"

"I can't stay here!"

"Help!"

"Everyone! Try to calm down!" I shouted before a giant slime went past us, covering the door we came in from, the monster jumping down in front of us.

"Okay, now this is getting scary." Ladybug admitted.

Chat distracted it throwing pieces of the goo at it as it tried to attack him, giving Ladybug time to use her powers.

"Lucky Charm!" Guitar strings dropped to her hands. "Guitar strings? Are you kidding me?"

"How would...Mylene's song...." I exclaimed. "Ever heard of Smelly wolf?" I asked Ladybug as she nodded, catching on. While Ladybug used her vision to gather the things needed to make temporary instruments, Chat used his powers to the bars rusted and trap the monster in its place.

"Okay, we're all going to sing!" Ladybug announced, strumming her fingers to the strings attached to a broom and bucket.

"Sing?" Chat asked, jumping down to us. "That's your plan?"

"The only way to get through this to get your fear under control. You all know Smelly Wolf, don't you?"

"Seriously? Smelly Wolf?"

"Care to join us?" I asked, blowing into a pipe to warm up a tune. Chat grinned, making a drum set out of pots and trashcan lids.

They began singing to the monster, their fears slowly going away as the monster shrunk shorter and shorter before it turned cute bite-size, no longer terrifying.

They all walked up to it as it looked up at the students, jumping into Ivan's arms.

"That's the same button I gave to Mylène!" Ivan gasped.

"That's where the Akuma is!" Ladybug exclaimed, taking the pin as she did her thing, breaking the pin. " No more evil-doing for you, little Akuma. Time to de-evilize!" She let it go as it turned into a pretty white butterfly. "Bye-bye, little butterfly." She threw the strings to the air. "Miraculous Ladybug!"

The energy from her power goes around, getting rid of the slime and shifting everything back to normal as the monster turned back into Mylène.

"Pound it!" the three of us exclaimed, fist-bumping before deadpanning as Nino, who surprisingly still was recording came up to us.

"Awesome." He muttered.

***

The movie playing ended with Mylène and Ivan kiss as Nino wore a confident grin, sure he had it in the bag.

"Well, Mr. Mayor. What do you think?"

*** {Third POV} ***

"We didn't make the cut!" Nino complained to the rest. "He said the monster was a horrible replica! Completely unbelievable! No joke!"

"Don't worry, Bud." Adrian placed the hand he wasn't holding Y/n's hand on his shoulder. "This is how all good movie directors start out."

"Learn from mistakes right?" I pitched in.

"Yeah, even if that final wasn't quite what we thought it would be." Alya said, giving Marinette a side glance, the girl was too distracted at looking horrifedly at the intertwined hands of the two models.

"H-hey, anything going on between you two?" Marinette nervously laughed.

"Yeah." Alya thought about the day. "You two have been awfully closer lately."

"We're uh.. Dating?" Adrian got flustered, looking away with a shy smile, neither noticing the heartbroken look on Marinette

"No. Way. Since when?!"

"Around a week ago?" Y/n thought about it.

"I have to go." Marinette ran off, Alya following after.

"I wonder where they're going in a rush?"

"Who knows." Nino shrugged. "But dude, why didn't you tell me? I thought were best buds?"

"It didn't come up."

"What got you to suddenly into each other?" the two looked at each other, chuckling.

"It's a long story,"

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