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artxyra · 5 years ago

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You Are My Sunshine

Note: I never thought I would write something that is over 4000 words again, but here we are. This is loosely based on the @coralloverwinnerwolf suggestion request that they had asked me.

“With the signing of these documents, Gabriel Agreste you no longer have the sole custody of your son Adrien Agreste. Adrian, you will officially be under the care of Mme. Cheng and M. Dupain.” The CPS member states pushing a formal document across the table. Gabriel Agreste was reluctant to sign but the piling evidence against him in light of Adrien’s rebellion stage leads him to believe there was no other choice. Tom and Sabine were ecstatic to take in Adrien. He’s a sweet boy that deserves the world and for the past month has made their home feel more like a home as Marinette now had a brother.

Originally, the CPS wanted Adrien to be sent to his Aunt in England but once taking into consideration that Adrien wasn’t as close, M. Agreste would do anything to keep his son in Paris, and the fact that Adrien himself made himself a home within the Dupain-Cheng household, it was easier to move custody rights to the Dupain-Cheng once proven how happier the teen had become. There was no need for a court appearance, just a small investigation that thankfully went under the media’s noses.

As of today, Adrien no longer carries the Agreste sir name as it was now Dupain-Cheng.

Adrien was ecstatic upon returning to the newest bakery location the Dupain-Cheng had moved into after deciding to expand their business once the two teens had graduated from college. Lycée was the perfect time to start over and forget their last two years of unhappiness. Though there were a few good things that came from their time in college. At Sabine’s suggestion, Adrien and Marinette had joined a foreign pen-pal program, and through that program, Adrien had met Jonathon “Jon” Kent, who was quickly taking Nino’s place as his best friend.

“Jon, I want you to be the first to know,” Adrien says as soon as his call was accepted. It wasn’t unusual that the Kent teen would be up at these times considering their time difference. Jon now wide-awake pushes for Adrien to continue. “I’m officially a Dupain-Cheng!” The former Agreste heir squeals with excitement. Jon squeals in excitement along with the former model but his were for on the hushed end.

“That amazing, Tigger. Was the process easy? Is Mars happy about you being her brother now?” Immediately Jon goes into a series of questions and concerns. Adrien couldn’t help but smile at the dark-haired teen on the other side of his screen.

“Mars is happy for me. We’re supposed to be taking family photos latter today to officiate it. You’ll probably be hearing Damian complaining about Mars once it's all said and done.” Adrien’s smile could brighten the world now that the looming fear of his father’s disappointment is no longer a concern of his.

“That’s good—” Jon looks off to the side. A flash of light passes by before a sigh of relief exits from the teen’s mouth. “Send me some of those photos once they’re ready.”

“I will.” Realization slowly began to dawn on the blonde, “Kwami. I forgot how late it is where you are? Want to finish this discussion later?” A small pout appears on Adrien's lips that Jon cannot help but internally squeal about.

After saying goodbye (or at the very least good night) to Jon, Adrien decided that maybe it was time to become the pestering brother Marinette always wanted.

“Hey buggy,” Adrien sings entering Marinette’s room that was smaller than the one at the other bakery.

Marinette didn’t mind turning her old bedroom into her studio after the move was completed. In fact, it worked out in her favor as it kept the work away from her when she needed downtime. The bakery across Françoise Dupont quickly became a hideout for the Miraculous Team and the location for Marinette’s MDC studio.

The moment Marinette heard her kittens voice, she immediately closes her laptop and turns her attention to the blonde male. “You need anything kitty?” Tilting her head gives Adrien a sense of security.

“Yeah, we haven’t decided what we’re going to do about Bug and Chat? I know you said something about meeting with Aurore and Mireille and having them do a special about us.”

The only response Adrien received was Marinette’s infamous, rarely used, mischievous smirk. A smirk he knows all to well and would hate to be on the receiving end of it.

Just a day later, Miraculous Out! a Ladybug sponsored website posted a video featuring Ladybug and Chat Noir themselves without the Miraculous Team, a rare sight nowadays. In the video, Ladybug wearing her newest outfit: dark leggings that are covered by a long slit skirt with the black and red polka dot pattern, matching combat boots, and a matching short sleeve turtle neck that is covered by a black motorcycle that ends but above her waist. Chat Noir now wearing leather pants with a muscle shirt that is often covered by a matching jacket with faux fur. His shows just as much as his younger teen version did if not a little more. For Ladybug, Marinette decided to keep her pigtails as her hair grew longer but opted for longer ribbons to be placed in her hair instead.

In the video, Ladybug and Chat Noir drops the biggest bomb to their fans. The iconic Paris duo is no longer just partners but officially brother and sister. That message put a stake through the hearts of LadyNoir shippers and the Ladyblog as it was the one eager for the two to become an item especially after a familiar voice under Lila Rossi predominately says that the two heroes are an item as she’s Ladybug’s best friend.

“For the past few months, Chat and I have been in an internal war with one another about how to announce this to Paris. This was mainly due to the additional attention to the LadyNoir shipping wars that were from the Ladyblog. Chat and I never and will never have any feelings for each other that aren’t platonic.” With that, Ladybug ends her statement and the video goes into its closing cards, basically saying stay tuned for other Miraculous news.

The second the screen turns black; Marinette turns to Adrien with the biggest smile on her face. Now all they need to do was announce that Adrien Agreste is no longer the face of his father’s company. This news was soon to be dropped once the photos from their family photoshoot drop.

The night before Paris is once again reckoned, the mischievous, Damian, and Marinette had a perfect view of seeing how two people can flirt around each other and not get the signs.

Marinette gave Damian for not ending the streaming on his end and taking off while she and Adrien shared a room to chat with their friends. Damian gave Marinette hidden signals on the verge of wanting to kill Jon and Adrien for their stupidity.

“If they don’t start dating in the next couple of hours, I will commit mass genocide,” Damian growls the moment Marinette decided to call him. Marinette laughs it off and smiles despite that he cannot see her, but he knows well enough.

“Let them be, it took us a moment to realize that we liked each other.”

Damian grunts unsure how to proceed. “They better figure this shit out soon.”

Marinette could only shake her head before the continue to talk about other things.

The following morning was great, well it was great until Marinette’s phone begins to blow up with notifications.

Adrien DuPain-Cheng @adrienwhopuns Papers finally approved, meet my new sista from another mother (@marinettewhomemes) [Attached to the tweet is a small collection of photos: (1) Marinette standing beside Adrien wearing tees that says “I’m the sister of a punster” and “I’m the brother of a mememer” (2) Adrien being surrounded by the entire DuPain-Cheng family holding a banner that says “It’s a new DuPain-Cheng” (3) Adrien pretending to pose as Marinette looks like a deer caught in the headlights behind him]

Marinette turns to her brother with a look of betrayal plastered against her face. Adrien didn’t have the decency to tell her about the handle change. There was no warning! No wonder Adrien had his phone on silent. Realizing that her phone will not shut up, Marinette turns off notification and narrows her eyes.

Nette from Mars @marinettewhomemes Replying to @adrienwhopuns Proud to call you my brother, you doof just try not to take over my room. #nolongeranonlychild #howmusthebeolder #punsvsmemes

This time Adrien looks up and narrows his eyes at Marinette. They were only a chair apart as it was a beautiful Saturday morning for the Dupain-Cheng household. Sabine was finishing the final add-ons for the strawberry and crème breakfast puffs.

“What’s going on you two?” Tom asks as he pours the drinks and set the cups down on the table.

“We’re internet famous, and Adri is trending on Twitter.” Marinette states with a deadpan face. Tom nearly makes a mess with the drinks but quickly catches himself.

“That’s good to hear,” Sabine says as she the tray of breakfast puffs over to the table.

Marinette and Adrien look at their mother with skepticism, it wasn’t like Sabine to be completely away from her children, but then again it doesn’t come as a shock. When Sabine and Tom accidentally came across the two teens coming home as their alter egos, nothing really surprises them anymore. That was one of the reasons why they had allowed the Miraculous team to hide out in the home of their other bakery.

Jon Kenting Me @jonnyboykent Replying to @adrienwhopuns I knew these photos were lit but I didn’t expect this!! @marinettewhomemes what were you doing in the background?

Marinette scoffs at Jon’s response to Adrien’s announcement tweet. She knew exactly what photo he was talking about and she doesn’t want to talk about it. Deciding that her breakfast was the best distraction from this ongoing shit show on Twitter, she begins to eat with peace on the mind.

Before Sabine took her seat, she called for the kwamis to join them for breakfast. All but Plagg ate in peace. Plagg wanted some cheese but after being on the receiving end of Mama Cheng’s glare he ate grumbling at every chance he got.

Adrien had finished his breakfast first; it was not because Jon had sent him a series of text messages begging for answers. Marinette watches her brother leave as she finishes her last bite and pulls out her phone.

Nette from Mars @marinettewhomemes Replying to @adrienwhopuns and @jonnyboykent What I do in the image is my business. Call me if you want the deeds.

She knew Jon wasn’t going to call her after posting that to the thread. Jon was probably in the middle of a phone call with Adrien before heading to sleep. Sabine and Tom watch their daughter leave the room with the kwamis trailing behind her, with smiles on their faces. To them, this makes it all worth it.

“Kitty, you coming or what? Luka and the others are ready to go.” Marinette shouts one day from the doorway of the house. She turns to see Luka standing sheepishly with his guitar on his back, Kagami with an eyebrow raises, and Chloe hanging off of Kagami’s arm examining her nails.

“I’m coming sheesh.” Adrien cries back before making himself known. Marinette rolls her eyes and walks out.

Sabine and Tom already in bakery, cannot wait to surprise their kids later this afternoon.

“How are things with you and Damian, Mars?” Kagami asks laying on her girlfriend’s lap as Chloe plays her hair.

Marinette heavily blushes. She and Damian have been dating for about six months after a couple of years of bouncing between each other. They ended up dating because Damian and his brothers ended up taking a private jet to Paris one evening and basically force the two into a closet. They spoke out their feelings and ended up trolling his brothers for a couple of days before announcing their newly made relationship status. Since Marinette isn’t seen in Gotham, the media has yet to link the two together as a couple.

“We’re fine, I’m more worried about kitten over here.” Marinette nudges Adrien’s shoulder who looks offended beyond belief.

“About what? I don’t have a problem.” Adrien counters as Luka plays his guitar.

“Your melody says otherwise.” The older teen states humming the tone to the melody.

“Luka!” Adrien screeches, his face turning red. The group laughs and proceeds to watch the clouds. The wind picks up.

“So how are things with Jon?” Chloe suddenly asks after a moment of silence. Everyone turns to Adrien who tries to look everywhere but at his friends. Marinette could see the rise in red reaching his ears.

“It’s nothing.” Adrien shutters out. The four looks to one another knowing the former blonde model was lying beyond belief.

“Uh huh…” Chloe sings the words out appearing behind the blonde male.

“He’s…” Adrien is stopped by his thoughts. What was Jon to him? A friend? A potential lover? His blush deepens at the thought of that. “He’s… I don’t know what to think.”

“You are in too deep for this,” Kagami states as she too saw what was becoming of her oldest friend. Adrien curls into himself unsure how to feel.

Marinette knows that deep down, Adrien was falling for Jon; however, it did make her wary. Adrien was quick to bond with Jon during the pen-pal program and nearly lost it when the program ended. If it wasn’t for the fact that they had exchanged numbers before the last, she doesn’t know what would have happened to Adrien. They were both going through a tough time when they joined the program. Adrien had a wake up called regarding harassment and learning that the real world wasn’t all fun and games while she, herself, was trying to rediscover the self-confidence that she had lost due to the bullying she had to endure because of Lila Rossi. It took months of therapy and talks with Damian for her to acknowledge that she wasn’t responsible for the person people created of her in their minds, and that was the tea.

Adrien’s wake up call was the reason he began spending more time with her and her family. Her parents say Adrien as the broken, lost boy he was and took him under their wing. Of course, Marinette wouldn’t change what happened for anything in the world.

Then there was an explosion happening in the background. Without speaking, the five split up to transform and regroup once they have all the details.

While Paris has grown used to somewhat daily Akuma attacks, they know how to avoid the fighting areas and proceed with their day. Sabine had left the bakery to go pick up three people from the airport.

Jonathon Kent had to beg his parents to allow him to go to Paris with Damian and Jason. Damian had wanted to surprise Marinette with a visit and Jason, well Jason just wanted fresh baked goods. Jon, on the other hand, just wanted to meet Adrien for the first time in person. For years, the two spoke through video chats, text messages, and twitter threats, but never had they had the chance to meet in-person. When Jon found out that Damian was planning on visiting Mars, he knew he just had to come. Their school wasn’t in session and if anything, really disastrous happens, he could fly back in no time.

“Hello boys,” Sabine greets grabbing their attention. Jason was the first to run over to the small frame woman with the speed that could match a dog.

“Hey, Sabine!” Jason greets back. Sabine narrows her eyes; she knows that Jason wants something, but she couldn’t place her finger on it.

“Hello again, Mrs. Cheng,” Damian adds walking over to his brute of a brother and the mother of his girlfriend.

“Hi, I’m Jon.” Jon gives the older woman his brightest smile.

“I can see why you and Adrien have bonded so easily.” Sabine chuckles lightly to which a blush crosses Jon’s face. Jon could hear the teasing that Jason was whispering to Damian about having a crush and a model, which only farther the blush.

Sabine sends him another smile. “Well, we should get going if we want to surprise Marinette and Adrien.” Clapping her hands, she begins to usher the boys in the direction of her car.

While driving across Paris, Sabine notices the swirls of ladybugs fixing up the city. This once gives her enough time to park, get the boys to settle, and start making dinner all before her children get home.

“Wow, this place is bigger than the last place? What happened?” Jason asks kicking his feet up onto the couch the second they arrived on the second level of the building. Sabine scolds the older male before explaining that with Adrien being added to the household and Marinette’s growing business, their old place was becoming cramp, and now that the two are longer attending Francoise Dupont, they could have to look farther out for a bigger home and bakery all while still owning the other one.

Damian took notice of the new photos hanged up on the walls. Of course, the photos that Adrien had posted on twitter, but along them are photos of a happier Marinette and Adrien acting like siblings. They had even recreated iconic sibling moments from television shows to make It feel real.

“Those two have made our lives so much better, and Sabine and I are glad that our little loaf has met you.” Damian turns to see Tom hovering over him. He had thought his girlfriend’s father was down in the bakery, but he was wrong. Damian wasn’t sure what to say, sure he had met Tom before and have grown used to the tall being, but even he knows when to picks his battles.

“I’m lucky to have her.” Damian states before walking away.

While Damian was already used to the environment of the Dupain-Cheng household, Jon on the other hand was having a dream. His excitement to finally seeing Adrien has finally caught up to him. So, imagine when he jumps off on the couch, nearly flying when the door’s knob begins to jiggle.

Their eyes locked, blue meeting green for the first time outside of a screen. Jon stares agape at Adrien who stares back with the same energy.

Marinette who took notice of the situation sneaks past the two and into the arms of her boyfriend. Jason watches from behind with a bowl of popcorn in hand waiting for the other shoe to drop.

“H-h-how?” Adrien’s voice squeaks before pulling Jon into his arms.

Even though the two are lost within each other’s thoughts they could still hear Jason’s laughter and the smack that follows.

“I practically beg my parents to see you,” Jon answers as just as flustered as Adrien. “Then begged Damian to bring me.” He quickly adds looking away from the blonde.

For a moment the two stay in their own world not noticing the flashes of light and whispers.

Not from afar, Marinette tries not to laugh, her lips purse into a fine line. Damian watches shaking his head and tries to grab some of Jason’s popcorn.

The next day, Adrien ran out of the bakery with Jon right behind him. They were going to visit Andre’s ice cream cart. All under the pretense of being just friends, but all who knew them thought otherwise. Marinette had decided to skip this trip in favor of walking the Seine with Damian then planning on making Jason a new leather jacket. Jason wanted to check out the crime rate in Paris walking around the area.

Adrien DuPain-Cheng @adrienwhopuns Ice cream from Andre is always the best especially now that I’d shared the experience with @jonnyboykent [Attached is a photo of Adrien and Jon holding ice cream cones with matching flavors that are similar to their hair, lip, and eye colors along with other flavors. In the background is Andre waving at the two with a large smile]

Nette from Mars @marinettewhomemes Replying to @adrienwhopuns 🤩Aw… you guys look cute having your outing an all that. How was the ice cream?

Jon Kenting Me @jonnyboykent Replying to @adrienwhopuns and @marinettewhomemes The ice cream was delicious. 10/10 recommend it.

Adrien laughs the moment he looks at their replies. He then turns to Jon, who was on the verge of eating his last scoop of ice cream. Jon, noticing that Adrien is staring at him, blushes lightly before they continue to walk. The walk was peaceful until…

“Adrien!” The two due turns around to see a tall dark-skin teen running towards them. Beyond the teen are two females with varying facial expressions.

“Hey Nino, haven’t heard from you since college graduation.” Adrien murmurs the second Nino had gotten closer to the two. Jon could only watch, clearly intrigued by this new encounter. He had heard much about Nino from Adrien and the downfall of their friendship as the final years of college came to end.

“Yeah dude, I wish we could have hanged out more. But you know how it is.” Nino states rubbing the back of his neck. “Who’s your friend?”

“Nino, this is Jon, he’s a friend of mine and the friend of Mari’s boyfriend that came to visit us.” Jon could feel the tension growing as the two girls come closer. The ombre haired teen, looked like she wanted to yell or hit something awhile the other wearing clashing oranges looks like she is about to commit murder. Upon seeing this, Jon moves closer to Adrien for support.

“That cool, dude, but when were you going to tell me that you and Marinette are siblings? Lila had gotten the whole class thinking you two were a thing.” Unbeknown to Nino, he had just proved the thoughts that Adrien and Marinette have been theorizing since the two had been chosen to go to a different Lycée than the one that most of their former classmates went to.

“Why would Lila even think that? You know what I don’t even want to know.” Adrien says. Subtly, he tightens his around the edge of his shirt. “Mari and I have practically been siblings for a couple of years now, and we’re much happy about that.”

“That’s good to hear, man,” Nino says unsure where this conversation will go. The aspiring DJ could feel the gnawing questions that Alya was soon going to throw at the blonde the moment he is done.

“Sunshine,” Alya explodes in the background to which all three males roll their eyes at. “We haven’t seen you in two years and this is how you treat us. Lila was your ex at the very least say hi to my gurl.”

Jon looks to the reporter as if she had grown a second head. Never once had Adrien mention being in a relationship with the liar, and for the years that he has known Adrien, he’s been single. In fact, the only times Lila even mentions is when she makes an outcry on twitter within Adrien’s threads. Jon knows that when the announcement was made, this Lila person had the biggest voice; commenting questions that Adrien didn’t need or want to answer.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about Alya. I haven’t been in a relationship since I tried it out with Kagami and that was back in college. I’m as single as a pringle and not looking for anyone.” The subtle side-eyed look to Jon said otherwise. Jon could have sworn his face turn red after realizing what the blonde had done.

Alya scoffs, “Yeah right. Lila told me you had done out on dates after we all left Dupont, she even had pictures to prove it.” She then grabs hold of Lila’s wrist and pulls the girl closer to three. Lila batters her eyes, trying to be a flirt, little did she know.

“Alya, anyone can fake a photo, there is a reason Photoshop exists. Knowing Lila, she probably showed you photos from our shoots and changed them. She did it once to Mari, and I have no doubt in mind that she did it again.” Narrowing his eyes, Adrien glance away from Alya and onto Lila.

“C’mon Adrikins,” Jon and Adrien wince at the old nickname Chloe had given the blonde be used by Lila, “We had so many good memories together. As much as I miss them, I’m much happier with my long-distance relationship with Damiboo.” The liar then gushes to which Alya joins in for.

“And who is this Damiboo, you speak of?” Jon asks, speaking for the first time since his day with Adrien was interrupted.

“Oh, it’s Damian Wayne, of course. He’s such a sweetheart. You know, I could introduce you to him sometime.” Adrien and Jon turn to each other, both holding in the laughter that was threatening to come out. Yeah, Damian is a sweetheart but only to animals and Marinette, beyond those two things, he’s everything but.

“Good to know, well it was nice seeing you guys again.” Adrien waves to the girls before turning to Nino whispering. “If you need to get away from them some time, DM me and I’ll give you my newest number.”

Nino’s eyes widen in excitement before he quickly nods. Nino misses his best bud and it was hurting him to see Adrien living his truth while he is stuck with everyone that decided to remain together.

While walking back to the bakery, Jon had some interesting things to say about the whole encounter. Never has he ever heard anyone call Damian by that nickname, he is amazed out how he handled the situation knowing how much mental damage the liar had placed on Adrien and to an extend Marinette.

“I’m sorry our outing was ruined by them, I wasn’t—” Adrien tries to apologize but is interrupted by Jon stopping and placing his hand on the blonde’s shoulder.

“I had fun regardless of them. Wanna try again later tonight, perhaps a movie.” Jon sends Adrien a reassuring smile who nods happily at the offer. It was a good offer and gives them more alone time before he had to leave with Damian and Jason.

“I’d like that.”

When the boys had returned to the bakery, they are greeted by Sabine handing an order to a customer before mention that everyone is in the living room. Adrien quickly grabs Jon’s wrist and moves to the mentioned room.

Marinette is annihilating Jason on Ultimate Mecha Strike III, his cries of defeat bring music to Damian’s ears as he reads a novel.

“So, did anything exciting happened?” Marinette asks her eyes never leaving the screen. Flawless victory. Jason sighs and turns to the duo then blanches. He hands Marinette a twenty and shakes his head.

“Nothing happened…well except running into Nino,” Adrien answers, though he wonders why Jason had given Marinette a twenty.

“That’s good,” Marinette finally turns to him and waves her controller. “Wanna play around, and while I’m kicking your butt you can tell me all about your encounter with Nino.” Adrien shrugs and takes the controller that Jason had left on the couch to proceed to raid the fridge. No matter what time of day, Jason always raid the fridge for food.

“So, Kent, when are you going to tell him?” He heard Damian ask as the video game’s music raises and his attention turns to something else.

The day slowly became nighttime to which Jon and Adrien had decided to invite Damian and Marinette to the movies. Marinette took one look at them before saying no and for them to have fun. However, what they didn’t hear was her saying, “Come back dating or not at all” after they had left the bakery.

Nette from Mars @marinettewhomemes Loverboy 1 and loverboy 2 went to movies. Should I place a bet on what they’re going to see? I swear it will be a sap or action movie, knowing my brother. [Attached is a poll with three movie suggestions.]

Sending off the tweet, she looks up to her boyfriend’s chin. They were resting on her bed looking at the starry night sky from her skylight. Damian had his arms wrapped around her waist as she rests her head on his chest. They love snuggling together especially when they know that his brothers, specifically Jason, weren’t going to barge in on them.

“Fifty saying that they won’t confess even after seeing my tweet,” Marinette states lifting herself up to play with Damian’s hair.

“That’s a fool’s bet, Angel.” Damian counters causing Marinette to pout. She hates it when he’s right, but look fifty euros or dollars can do a lot for her.

“Eh, you’re right.” Marinette decides to switch the topic. “I’m going to miss you when you leave in a couple of days. It’s fun having you around.”

“We won’t be separate for long; we have video chats to keep us company.” Damian knows full damn well that video chat isn’t the same as seeing her in person. His own family loves it when Marinette’s around him because he acts his age, a normal sixteen-year teen.

“Dams, it’s not the same.” Marinette playfully hits his chest. Damian kisses Marinette’s forehead before smothering her kisses on the cheek. Marinette’s nose scrunches with the amount of love he is showing her.

“As much as I love being in your arms, you know how papa gets when it’s late and you’re not in your guest room with Jay-Jay.” Damian groans but he understands. Instead of staying at a hotel, Tom and Sabine were willing to let the boys stay at their home with strict sleeping guidelines, more specifically for Damian.

“I’ll see you in the morning, Angel.” As he pecks her lips, Marinette smiles then waves her boyfriend a farewell.

Adrien DuPain-Cheng @adrienwhopuns Can someone tell @jonnyboykent that the movie wasn’t scary? It was a good non-horror movie. [Attached is a photo of Jon behind Adrien covering his eyes.]

Adrien and Jon had arrived late from the movies that night. Hugging each other, neither one of them wanted to let go. Jon ended up brushing Adrien’s hair with his hands as Adrien just rest his head against the half-Kryptonian’s chest. They stayed like that for a moment before crashing on the living room couch.

When Marinette woke up the following morning, she immediately took photos of them sleeping. Yes, these will be very helpful when giving her in-law speech at their wedding or for blackmail, whichever one comes first.

“Wake up you goofs and tell me about last night.” Marinette playfully hits Adrien’s leg forcing the poor teen to groan and move. He glares at Marinette like a cat that didn’t want to be disturbed.

“Morning Mars, where’s Damian?” Jon asks looking around as he wipes the sleep away from his eyes. Marinette answers with a shrug. “Ugh, I’m going to go get changed.” Jon then moves and leaves.

The second Jon was out of hearing range, Adrien looks down and murmurs, “I think I like Jon.”

“Of course, you do, you won’t be hanging out with him otherwise.”

“No, no, like more than just a friend.”

Marinette’s eyes widen with excitement. She tries to contain her squeal. “I knew it! You got to tell him before he leaves.”

Adrien rubs his arm; a faint blush crosses his face. “I don’t know; I don’t want to ruin what we have and—”

“And nothing, you like him, kitty.” Marinette became determined to get the two teens together.

In the other room, Damian was having the same conversation with Jon.

“About time,” Jason says putting on his jacket.

“Last night was so amazing, but—”

“But nothing Kent, walk up to him and kiss him,” Damian states crossing his arms sharing a knowing look with his brother.

“If anything, ask Pixie to help set the mood. I’m sure she already has it planned out.”

“I don’t know…” Jon literally was avoiding his best friend’s glare at him. However, they were right, but was he ready to destroy three years of friendship for a romance? Nope, the idea seems to be too much of a risk.

The two Wayne boys growl out in frustration, this was hopeless.

Damian, Jon, and Jason’s last day in Paris was met with tearful goodbyes and relaxation. Marinette was already making plans to visit Damian in Gotham while Adrien and Jon danced around each other.

They flirted opening with one another but never made any advances. It was driving everyone insane.

Nette from Mars @marinettewhomemes Imma about to kill a bitch if these two don’t kiss already.

The day was slowly coming to an end. After a series of goodbye hugs and kisses, Sabine had taken the boys to the airport. Never once did Adrien no Jon admitted their feelings to another and that aggravated Marinette to no end. When will the two just admit it already?

Jon and Adrien resumed their daily chats messaging whether it was through video or text. Adrien would come out smiling after each message which made the family happy to see once again after a day of pouting Adrien.

For months everything was going great until a news article across seas mention that the American heroes are in trouble. Superboy is down along with a few other young heroes. At first, the article was nothing and that changed when Damian had called Marinette and ask for Adrien. Jonathon was in the hospital. Immediately, Adrien went into a massive panic, nearly becoming akumatized if it wasn’t for Marinette grabbing the butterfly and purifying it before any damage could be done.

For days, Adrien was restless and worried. He calls Damian for updates every day hoping for a miracle. Tikki and Plagg reassured him that he’ll make it out. This goes on for a week. His twitter account less than active. He barely eats, pays attention in school, and nearly failed an exam if it wasn’t for Marinette.

Then on one faithful late-night Adrien’s phone rings. He was barely functioning when he had answered. It was Jon, he was okay and no need to worry. That short phone call didn’t ease Adrien’s worry.

Marinette’s and Damian’s one-year anniversary was coming up. Adrien and Jon’s daily chats became nothing but scarce. He would try and message the half-Kryptonian on more than one occasion. Sometimes he would receive a reply, sometimes he didn’t. Adrien knows that Damian is coming back to Paris to surprise Marinette. Marinette was working on a new gown to show to Damian as a tribute to their anniversary. Helping Damian was keeping Jon off his mind.

“Luka what am I supposed to do, I like him, I really like him,” Adrien says laying down on the chaise in the Miraculous team HQ back at the old bakery. Luka sat on a stool with a clipboard in hand and his guitar place beside him. This was becoming an everyday occurrence for the two of them.

“Uh-huh,” Luka nods writing something down before replacing the clipboard with his guitar. Playing a few notes, Luka knew what to say to Adrien and as a plus, the music calmed Adrien down just enough to relax. “Have you tried sending a letter?”

Adrien thought about it. Sending a letter wasn’t something he did for Jon since the pen-pal program ended and before they started to call and text each other. It was a start at best, but would Jon receive his letter in time? Would he even read it? Has he changed addresses? Too many questions ran through the poor blonde’s mind.

So, after thinking about long and hard, Adrien opted to send Jon a letter. He had to text Jason to make sure he had the correct address to the letter to Jon. It took him a day to write and have Marinette proofread it. The letter was no ordinary “how you’re doing” letter but a confession from the heart. He had poured his heart out into the letter mentioning every time he felt whole when being around Jon. A few teardrops onto the sheet of paper at least once or twice.

After sending the letter, it felt like something was lifted from his chest. Marinette was there to support him and hug him as he cries out his worries.

Nette from Mars @marinettewhomemes I never thought that I would have experienced a one-year anniversary with someone who is not from France, regardless, Happy Anniversary Dami! [Attached is silhouette photo of Damian kissing Marinette’s hand]

While Adrien was helping Tom and the kwamis calm down Marinette, who was is a mass panic about today, Sabine had gone to go pick up a group of people from the airport. Originally, it was supposed to be Damian who was going to come to Paris alone, but that plan changed with an addition of a way more people.

“I can’t believe, Demon Spawn managed to keep a relationship going for a year,” Tim says sipping on a cup of coffee that he had brought from the airport. Everyone in the car was talking amongst themselves congratulating or teasing Damian.

Sabine could only smile at the commotion that was happening in her car. It was always nice to see them, but it does disappoint her that Bruce couldn’t make it, unlike the boys.

When they had arrived at the bakery, the majority of new visitors ran inside. Sabine could hear the cheers and screams of happiness from her location outside. She turns to the lone figure who was rubbing his arm anxiously and gives him a soft smile. Sabine then walks inside and seconds later Marinette and Adrien run outside. Damian appears behind Marinette wrapping his arms around her as Adrien madly dashes over to the lone figure.

“Jon!” Adrien cries out crashing his body into Jon’s. Jon holds Adrien tightly as tears threaten to shed from eyes. “What are you doing here?” Adrien breaks the embrace to look him in the eyes.

“I wanted to say I’m sorry for how I treated you. I shouldn’t have—” Adrien's lips brush against Jon’s effectively cutting the taller dark-haired male off.

In the background, Marinette looks like she’s about to commit murder. “Great now I have to share an anniversary with him too.” It may have come off as mean but the mischievous glint in her eyes says otherwise. “Have him home before dinner, Jon.” She then yells back before Damian twirls her around and takes her inside.

“I’ve been wanting to do that for six months,” Adrien says breaking the kiss for air. Red covers Jon’s face as he pulls Adrien in for another kiss.

“And I have been wanting to do that for a year.” Jon then says breaking the second kiss. This it was Adrien’s face that turns bright red rivaling Ladybug’s former suit.

Adrien DuPain-Cheng @adrienwhopuns It’s official, I’m no longer single as a pringle! Thx mom for taking this photo! #yesimgay [Attached is a photo of Adrien and Jon kissing in the sunset facing away from the camera]

After five years of dating, Damian had proposed to Marinette first. Then Jon had to go and propose a little under a year later to Adrien. Both Marinette and Adrien had said yes to their significant other. What really got into a heated argument was planning the wedding. Marinette wanted to wait a year or two before walking down the aisle and Adrien wanted to get it done and over with. However, that was not the case as everyone wanted to get involved. Tom and Sabine wanted to make the cake, the Wayne’s and the Kent’s wanted to fund the weddings, and Marinette had to make the outfits for her and Adrien.

After waiting for a little under two years, the two pairs decided a double wedding would be less expensive than paying for two separate events and it work out seeing they share an anniversary day anyways.

Then the royal day has arrived.

Tom and Sabine are crying as they help their children get into their designated outfits. Marinette was wearing a laced white ball gown with red accents. Sabine had a family heirloom that the women wear at their weddings to give to Marinette. Tikki had given Marinette her ladybug luck as part of her wedding gift to the guardian and her chosen. Adrien was wearing a suit that was similar to Tom’s when he had married Sabine. Marinette had also made him a Chat Noir theme bow tie to match.

Soon the music was blaring throughout the venue. At the altar, Damian and Jon were anxious beyond belief. They thought, telling they're significant others about their nightly activities was anxious, but this takes the cake. Together they wait for the rest of the procession to end and the music to pick up at the arrival of their loved ones. At the end of the hall, Tom stands in the middle with Marinette and Adrien to the side of him. Tom tries to hold it together as he walks them down to the alter. Sabine was already in tears along with Lois as they were sitting close to each other.

Everything running smoothly. The officiant would speak to then as a whole, just that they had practice in rehearsals until the exchange of vows. Marinette and Damian had done theirs first it was romantic and just right for them. Then Adrien and Jon had followed suit. Adrien’s vows were very similar to the letter he had sent Jon all those years ago as Jon made the promise of never leaving him in life or in death.

After exchanging the rings everyone at the venue could see the anticipation to say “I do” between the two couples. In fact, the Officiant could barely the pronouncement of marriage before they had kissed their soon-to-be husbands or wife. Everyone applauded. Marinette was resting her head against Damian’s shoulder interlocking their hands in the process as Adrien was holding Jon closely never wanting to let go.

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katsuflossy · 4 years ago

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Misguided Spark

Pairing: Kaminari Denki x black reader

TW: Suggestive themes, some obscenities, Becky

A/n: Why do I always get inspired by Tiktoks 😭😭 but anyways I’ve been giving Mr Bakugo wayy too much attention and neglecting our shocky boy Denki. So please enjoy!!! 💕

P.S. credit to my bb @iiminibattlehero for giving me a title when my brain was pooped😣

You’ve been with Denki for two years. After joining Uravity’s agency, you’ve met the bolt of lightning that struck through your beautiful black heart (this was after many failed pickup lines and one failed date that resulted in your favorite shirt getting seared off.) Denki did nothing to conceal you, in fact, he showed you off despite your protests; the few couples photos on his Instagram told the story of your love life—not secret but it’s none of your business.

So why do his fans pair him up with every other hero?!

You would’ve understood if he was shipped with his friends and other heroes in the Big Leagues; your reputation being Uraraka’s sidekick had granted you some fame but you hadn’t reached the big pond yet.

However, his mass of fans and reporters paired him with everyone under the sun—heroes and sidekicks alike—except you. Just last week Mina nearly choked out a reporter because he trailed her during her patrol, asking what she and Chargebolt did last night. Who knew a simple drink with close friends would spread like wildfire over the news. Oh, not to mention you were there too, holding Kaminari’s hand and laying your head on his shoulder. Your brown face and body had been cut out from every magazine seen the next day. The picture of Mina and Kaminari at an older drink night resurfaced on your timeline, showing Mina slapping his back as he choke-laughed on some beer.

You didn’t tell Denki your insecurities about the whole world romanticizing him with other very pale—except for Mina’s case—heroes. You can picture his exact laugh, his hand falling on your cheek while affirming you had nothing to worry about. You’re his lovely lady forever and always.

However, tonight was a different kind of irritation.

The bedroom finally fell quiet, your steamy session released the sexual tension during today’s joint practice. Kaminari’s eyes followed your heavenly molded ass all around the gym, and your own followed his nicely sculpted back when it was angled in your peripheral view. The deed was done now. Your finger made pointless drawings on his naked chest as you laid against his stomach, looking thoughtlessly up at him and his blonde glory. Two nude bodies curled against each other in comfortable silence.

At least that was the case until your phone pinged due to a notification. Your phone glowed the Twitter symbol, the only app you used to keep up with the hero scene and news. One glance at the title and you wished you had put your phone on Do Not Disturb.

Chargebolt's with a civilian fiancee?! Read more about the Electric hero dating top American chef, Becky Gudhear, and their secret relationship.

Your lips formed a scowl at the picture. The blond female chef was entering a car as Denki held her umbrella above her head, the rain clattering against the umbrella as he smiled at the lady. Only for you to remember the next two minutes after the photo was taken; Denki snatched you up, running through the rain as both screamed in delight.

You shot up from his muscular chest, the middle of your brows creased and your brown thumb scrolled through the hashtags. Denki looked at you before going on his own phone.

Deku’s ratty shoes @noticemesemmpai: “I didn’t know Denki liked white girls *this goes completely with my fantasy*”

Ground zero’s harem girl @otakuforevaava: “Not him cheating on Mina.”

Ground zero’s harem girl #2 @lemmebiteacrumbofdatass: “@otakuforevaava Nah, he’s with Jiro. Did y’all not see when she gave him that hug?”

Your eyes darted from one ship to another, none ever mentioning you, before throwing your phone on the mattress. You swung your legs over the edge of the bed, removing yourself from its comfort to pace around the room in frustration. Denki cocked a brow at your strange behavior; you weren’t usually this upset and if you were, you’d simply just watch baby videos until you perked up. The screen glowed through the mattress despite being faced down, holding the secret of your furrowed eyebrows and sharp glare. He took up the phone, showing all the news outlets, fan mentions, and titles creating a relationship not with his black girlfriend but with some random lady that he helped out of the kindness of his heart.

“Damn, they’re really going bonkers over this one act of kindness. Is Chivalry that dead?”

“As dead as their brains are.” You grumbled out, flopping back on to the edge of the bed.

“It’ll die out in a week. Give or take.”

“Or not at all. They always come back when they spot you 6 feet from this lady, then resurface this same picture or even better crop me out and photoshop her in it!” Your outburst was met with silence and a wide-eyed, very concerned lighting wielder.

“...but it’s cool tho.”

“(Y/n)? Why didn’t you tell me this’d been hurting you?” Your gaze averted to your fingers, twiddling as your embarrassment heated your cheeks.

“I didn’t want to because I thought you’d think I was silly for thinking like that. Plus, I was the one that told you that being with a superhero like you will make me look like a whore trying to climb the ranks.”

“Silly? Baby, I nearly threw your teddy bear across the room because it was looking at your ass too much. If anything I’m the silly one.”

“You didn’t nearly throw Parker across the room, you did throw him across the room.” Two pairs of eyes went to the slumped bear at the opposite corner of the room. It’s patched tongue ratty due to the force it was a victim to.

“... And I’d do it again.” Your attempt to sigh only released the giggle in your throat as Denki continued.

“And baby? Fuck what these tabloids are saying. You’re a skillful fighter and Ochaco’s number one sidekick! If that isn’t a fine, brave, amazing woman then I don’t know what is.” Your body tingled in warmth, unable to hide the physical effects of his compliments as wrapped your arms around his neck, kissing him straight on his lips.

“Thank you Denki, I really needed to hear that.”

“Oh, I’m not done yet.” He moved out of your embrace, kneeling to set his phone up on the bedside table. The lamp was used as support, showing the front camera the entirety of the room.

“Denki? What are you doing?”

“Don’t worry doll, just sit there and look pretty.” He continued to tap against the screen before a familiar symbol popped up.

Tiktok, one of Denki’s favorite apps, met your eyes as it began to start up. Denki was one of the only pro heroes on Tiktok, which garnered him 5.5 million followers, and at least a million views each video he made. He swiped and scrolled until his eyes lighted up.

“Go put on my shirt. I don’t want them seeing any parts of you only for my pleasure.” You raised an eyebrow at the request but still complied.

“Now come here, sexy.” Your footsteps hesitantly approached his side of the bed, unknowing about what scheme he made up in his brain. You stopped right where the camera couldn’t see you but you were too far for his liking, so he grabbed the plush of your thigh, pulling you close enough to bury his nose into your flesh.

“That’s more like it. You ready?”

“Denki I swear to God you better answer me. What are we doing—”

He tapped the screen, unaffected by your threat, and began to record. The beat was all too familiar before your eyes widened and your face erupted in heat. Sex Talk?!

“Aye uh...ahhh.” He wasted no time getting into character, sticking his tongue out as he winked at the camera. Your melanin-rich thigh stared back at you through the phone, making it known that the leg Denki held indeed belonged to a black person. His hand, under the shirt, kept firm on the back of your thigh to ensure that you stayed within the frame as he continued his Tiktok.

“Aye, bad bitch tastes like cherry kiwi, real big titties these double DDs.” He sings out the song, pointing to your very exposed thigh. Your face hot, the thought of this going online burned your face with not only embarrassment but also excitement. You buried your face in your hands as Denki skimmed your leg with his nose.

“Mwah…” He pressed his lips against your flesh, the epicenter sending tingling waves through your body as he looked straight up at you. His eyes twinkled with mischief as the sound ended. He grabbed the phone before you could reach it, hitting ‘post’ before you could snatch it out of his hand.

“Denki! Your PR manager is so going to kill me.” You scrolled through his phone frantically; it was already pinging with likes and comments from the video posted just 10 seconds ago.

He plucked the phone from your hands and placed it down on the table.

“Never mind that baby girl. The song said a bad bitch tastes like cherry kiwi and I suddenly forgot how that taste. Maybe I should sample you again…” Without ceasing he pressed his lips against yours, ready to start the night off again.

(H/n)’s footstool @blackshipper: @theeofficialy/n this you? *Chargebolt’s new TikTok*

Chargebolt and (h/n) sittin in a tree @comegetyalljuice: I fucking knew it! (h/n)’s living our Chargebolt fantasy.

Stream Sex Talk by Megan @kpophoebutnotondalow: If your man ain’t kissing up your thigh like Chargebolt did with (h/n), is he even your man?

Mirko’s left rabbit foot @westanMirko: Guys, that’s not @theeofficialy/n, that’s Mirko duh…

You rolled your eyes at the tweet before scrolling through the rest of them. Denki’s chest raised and lowered as he looked through his own phone. Suddenly, you received an email notification. Your eyes widened as you read its body.

“Denki! Some talk show wants us to come in and talk about our relationship. They finally recognize that I’m your partner!” He craned his neck to face you, offering a smirk at your excitement.

“Good, that’ll show Parker who you’re real man is!” The teddy bear stayed in the corner it was thrown, now laying on its side, looking solemnly at the bed.

“You’re annoying.”

“You still love me though.” A smile spanned your face as you inched closer to Denki’s. Your lips met his in a soft embrace before withdrawing.

“Yeah, I do.”

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hazbinextgeneration · 6 years ago

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Do you have a reason to why you like your favorite artists? Sorry if I'm bothering you since you did say you were busy with stuff right after y uor finals.

Mun: Hey! That’s ok! I don’t mind at all. In fact this is a good way for my pals and fellw artists to be recognized. So without further delay-…..Buckle up this may be a bit long btw because I’m giving a short summery for everyone.

@ellen-jello

- She was actually one of the first people to support me on tumblr and made me feel really welcome to a site I originally was self conscious on. To that I am forever greatful and have been kind enough to provide feedback on some of the things I’ve struggled with such as poses. Thanks Ellen!

@undertalesokemo

- One of the few people that I can talk about the many fandoms we share. They’re honestly a beautiful person with an amazing style that deserves more attention. A strong person and I respect them for it deeply. Don’t let anyone undermine your comics or artstyle, it’s beautiful and no one can convince me otherwise.

@hh-foxyhart

- Actually the first person in the hazbin fandom to support my art when my skills were not so good and my first friend in the HH series. A very supportive person with the patience of Charlie. I hope everything’s going good for you pal and thanks for your endless patience!

@ynkaliko

- A beautiful person who deserves more credit than given credit for. Your art and writing is beautiful and you are such a strong person for what you do despite the things life throws your way. I respect you for that and I wish you and your family nothing but the best for you guys.

@twilightna

- An amazing writer and supportive friend. If you haven’t seen her work, I highly recommend it! Her writing is absolutely beautiful and deserves more views. They’re Nature Angel concept is actually really cool and I recommend anyone that concept of hers to check out as well.

@zoophobiapika

- Big supportor of my Zoophobia art and a great friend to boot. I’ve gotten some of my best ideas for my ocs thanks to them and I still find new ideas from their art and posts. GO support their bun art and love of all that is our favorite blonde Addi!

@palettepainter

- One of the best people I’ve had the pleasure of meeting and has been a big supporter of my own ZP book series that is still slowly getting done. A better writer than myself I highly suggest checking it out. Her kindness knows no bounds and I wish nothing but luck on her last days of College.

@theblankbri

- A new friend that I have had fun laughing and streaming with. She just started on tumblr and has an amazing style that everyone would enjoy. Go check her out! I hope youre not stressing over trying to answer so may asks at once, and get well soon.

@cryptidsandcatacombs

- Best guyfriend anyone could ask for. His headcannons are very well writing and in character (But I will add for his sake everyone be 18+ before following for nsfw content), he’s very sweet and a great friend to talk to. Hope you and Sara are taking your vacation stress free!

@star-the-werewolf - (sorry if I didn’t get your name right) One of my more supportive friends and have been so nice and caring to everyone I’ve seen. I really hope you’re doing well and have been having a stress free time so far. And good luck on your work.

@lovelylunathedemon

- I know we haven’t been able to talk much and I’m so sorry for that. I’ve been trying to get so many things done, But I seriously hope you’re doing ok and I wish you nothing but the best! Go check out their art and ocs! They’re adorable and have so much potential!

@tremendousmiraclecherryblossom

- One of my favorite artists and inspirations in the fandom and the best webcomic writer I’ve seen. Thank you so much for helping me with hand poses, I’m starting to get better. And thank you so much for your kindness. I hope you and Nancy are having a great summer.

@neons-trash-blog

- One of the most patient and understanding people I’ve met and had the pleasure of being friends with. I really enjoy working with her ocs and hopefully now I’ll be able to finish the request I’m half way done with. Thanks so much for being my friend. I would also recommend looking at their art as well.

@evilassumptions

- I really enjoy their artsyle and ocs. Especially the skeleton boys and (I’m so sorry I forgot her name) their Angel x Pentious girl. I find their dsigns creative and really fun to see.

@ultimatefangirl-exe

- hands down one of my more favorite HH ocs creators. I enjoy her Vixon mafia family concept and enjoy seeing the interactions between Gloria and Edgar. I think my second favorite is Blair? Correct me if her name is wrong.

@funnylunetta

- I absolutely love your artstyle and ocs. They’re all just so beautiful and I really enjoy seeing your content. Please don’t stope being amazing! ^^

@11rarelights

- I feel like your art doesn’t get enough attention as it deserves to get. Your ocs are really beautiful and well made and I really hope you get more likes on it.

@dreugalp

- Hey, Doc. I hope the shipping wars die down soon. I really like the Plague Doctor theme you created and you created such beautiful ocs such as Alexis, his family, and theDoc and his family. I really enjoy seeing the Doc’s antics and look forward to seeing more.

@cosmic-artzz

- I really enjoy your Angel and God ocs. They’re all just so beautiful and well made, I really enjoy Nathaniel and Euritan(Please forgive me if I misspelled any names) and your artstyle. I really look forward to seeing more of your fantastic art.

@rzphhs - If you want an second opion or hve an opinion on any of Vivziepop’s work, they’re the go too person for it. seriously. Check out their work.

And last but not least. A bit thank you to

@vivziepop

without your amazing talent and hardwork, I probably wouldn’t have been able to meet and discover so many talented people and found my own inspiration. I really hope all this drama doesn’t affect your team or you negatively and you aren’t stressing too much.

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carrietrekkie · 6 years ago

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The perfect moment.

So, let´s see what happens in Cathrins first week aboard of the Enterprise. This one connected directly to The joy and burden of a Captain.

It started a few moments before Chris decided to make finally a step forward. I hope you like it. Finally they getting closer!

Leave me a little FB, if you don´t mind. ;)

@bold-brave-courageous @allthetrek @reeselivesforeverinmyheart

"Here for you." I had not really entered the turbolift yet, as Spock already held out to me a PADD. "Good Morning." "Yes, right." He nodded to me. "Good Morning." I smiled, then accepted the PADD. "What's this?" "The plan you wanted." He tapped the display. "This should help you to find your way around, until you know where you find something." "Thanks, that's really nice of you. Then I'll take a look around. "The lift stopped and I got out. "Um." "The pink dot indicates where you are right now." "You bugged me?" I just wanted to protest, but the door closed and left me perplexed. "And why did the dot have to be pink?" Here I was, somewhere between the engine room and the infirmary. My only problem was that there were at least three decks in between, according to plan. I sighed and put my head to the left, then to the right, and decided on the gear that started right in front of me. That cannot be that hard? I wandered off and let myself drift through the corridors of the ship.

I found various recreation rooms, holds, the botany and eventually even the recreational deck and that really knocked me over. There was a gym, with swimming pool, a large common room, various activity rooms and, that was the killer, a park. Complete with fountain, stream and bridge over it. "Insane." As I left the deck, I passed the access to the computer core and then passed the main deck access. There were the offices of senior officers, transporter rooms, and then I felt dizzy. This was a city, not a spaceship. I stepped to a window and looked out into space, rushing past at warp speed. Smiling, I put my hand on the window frame, now I had learned that this was not glass, but transparent aluminum.

"Lady, I didn´t think you would blow me away like that." "If you do that more often, don´t let Dr. Boyd catch you. " I startled and spun around. I was about to get angry, but then I saw who had addressed me. "Chris!" I beamed at him. "I almost forgot how you look like." "Ouch." He smiled as well. "I'm sorry, there's a lot to do and right now I'm enjoying my twenty minute break, before I have to devote myself to a long list of appointments that already suggests that going to bed early today will not come back. " "Twenty minutes?" I gave him a sympathetic look. "How many are left?" "I guess five, maybe seven." He looked at me. "I've spent a while watching you wander around here." "You followed me?" I raised my eyebrow. "If you say it so, it sounds a bit scary." "No, it's kind of cute." "Then I was lucky. Are you going to take a walk with me? "He pointed in the direction I had just come from. "Yes, sure."

He put a hand behind my back and we started walking. It was good to have him with me. Despite the excitement of the last few days, I had missed him terribly. "Are you getting along?" "I'm trying hard." I turned briefly around my own axis. "This ship is gigantic, there is a park here! Did you know that? "He laughed as he listened to me. "I saw people skating there and I was wondering where all the sprained ankles and lacerations came from." "Yeah, I heard about this wondrous place." He nudged me. "I even had the illusion for a while that I could sit there and read on a bench." "Why didn´t it work?" He paused as he stopped in front of a turbolift. "Have you been on the ship for almost five years? "That sounds like a lot of time, I know, but most of the time it was like I was drowsing in the gym and getting into bed after showering." "How mean." I crossed my arms behind my back.

"A suggestion." He came to me again. "We'll meet here tonight and try to eat together? Of course, only if you don´t mind eating around midnight. " "That sounds wonderful." I smiled at him. "If I find the way back again." I pointed briefly in the direction I suspected the deck, he laughed, then reached for my hand and twisted my outstretched index finger in the opposite direction. "Well, I was close." "I'll pick you up." "That sounds even better." I pinched my lips. "Are you asking me for a date?" "What if it were like that?" "Then I would wear something other than my uniform." I rolled my eyes a little. "Sounds good." He raised an eyebrow, then took a step toward me. "Then it's definitely a date. "A broad smile crossed his face. "I've needed long enough, right?" "No, it was just right." I replied. "But I think I need a little tutoring on dates" I put my hands on his chest. "My last date was good 230 years ago. Likely even longer. " "I don´t think so much has changed." He put his arms around me. "It will..." "Captain Pike please on the bridge." His answer was a slightly annoyed growl, then slowly released me. "I have to go." "Never mind." I winked at him. "We have our date. Maybe that will make your day a little easier. " He stepped into the elevator, which was just opening for him again. "What is with you?" "I'm sure Dr. Boyd has some nice little nasties in store for me. "

"I'm sure of that."

I saw him pinch his lips briefly, then he stepped out of the elevator, put his hands to my cheeks, and before I could say anything, he kissed me. I closed my eyes and hoped that moment would last forever, but I knew it wouldn´t. Before I even thought of returning the kiss, he released his lips from mine and smiled at me.

"See you later Cathrin." "See you later Chris." He stepped back and I watched with beating hearts as the doors closed and left me behind.

I didn´t know then that I wouldn´t see him for a few days. I was about to finish my shift in the infirmary when Captain Pike's Yeoman brought me a small card. I thanked him and opened it. Handwritten there was a message from him. "Cathrin, I'm terribly sorry, I will not make it. I'll make it up to you Chris. " Although he denied me, I could hardly be angry at the charming way he had done it. Sighing, I pocketed the card, took my "homework" and went to my quarters. I never threw this card away, for a while it was a mark in the book I read while falling asleep. I remember exactly that he was terribly upset when he found it, not because I still had it, but because he had been so stupid at the time to cancel that date.

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These first days on board the Enterprise flew past me, otherwise I couldn´t say it. Dr. Boyd meant that with his crash curse really deadly. I fell asleep at the end of my shift on the infirmary, slept for a few hours, then ate something and study. Apart from the extremely sophisticated technology for me and the fact that there are not just human patients, not much had changed. The paperwork had actually gotten a little less because the computer was doing some work on its own, but I was overwhelmed with what I where allowed to do. In a few hours we would reach the earth and there would be a lot going on, I was told. There was an official reception for the crew, then everyone had a few days of shore leave and the night before the new mission start there was a ball. I found that the most confusing, maybe Spock later got something that I could pull out of his nose. What I would do with my land vacation, I didn´t know yet. I wanted to see the Starfleet headquarters, as far as I was, the rest… That just scared the hell out of me.

I shook off these thoughts and tried to focus on the lecture I was going through. Around me, there was a mood just like before Christmas. Which I could understand. After a long time they finally saw their families again, for some it would be the last flight with the Enterprise, which would mean that there were soon new people to meet. Someone laughed behind me and after trying once more to tell me that Andorians were born with two instead of one stomach, I gave up and leaned back. The team cafe was probably not the best choice, but I had been a little lonely in my quarters.

I hadn´t seen Chris really since our start almost a week ago. We had met a few times in the hallways and there was that lovely, to short kiss but time to talk was never much. I had to admit that I missed him and that wouldn´t be any better for the next time.

"At least try to look happy." I looked up and faced Number One. She held a tray in her hands and looked at the empty chair next to me. "Please." I made her seat on the table. "Are you alright?" She sat down. "Yes, I was just thinking." I tapped my records. "I wanted to read a bit more before going to my appointment with Dr. Boyd. " "As far as I know, you have no reason to be nervous." She pulled out her fork and began poking her fries. I straightened up. "Do you know something I don´t know?" "Maybe." She started to eat and I spread my arms as she let me hung in the air. "Commander!" "I shouldn´t do that." She sighed. "Dr. Boyd would be mad if I messed up his ride."

"Nonsense, the man is a drama queen. He finds a new reason to explode faster than I can drink my coffee." I leaned against her. "I really need something constructive." "Captain Pike will soon have more time again." She reached for the sauce. "He likes to handle all paperwork and requests before a mission starts. So that he can go on without burden in the new task." "Um, okay, that's good to know, but why are you telling me that?" I raised my eyebrows. "You wanted something constructive." "Yeah." But for once that had not been what I was after, at least for the moment. "But I actually meant in relation to Dr. Boyd and my place in the infirmary." She gave me one of her unfathomable smiles. "I wouldn´t worry about that. Dr. Boyd was at Pike earlier and the captain signed with joy. "I smiled at her. "You are now officially a member of Starfleet Medical Corps." She replied. "In education." "No joke?" "I would never dare." She continued eating. "I'm happy for you." "Thanks." I couldn´t help but grin, which was not the best response given the person who was just entering the room and headed straight for us.

"Ms. Zimmer!" Boyd dropped enthusiastically in the chair to my right. "Just the woman I was looking for." "I would be wary of that statement." I grinned at him and he back. "What gives us the honor?" "Number One, I have wonderful news." Now he smiled at the first officer, then at me again. "However, for my new paramedic in training." "No, honestly?" I did my best to be surprised, but I didn´t succeed, but I didn´t want to give it be beaten yet. "Are you serious?" Quietly, I heard the commander chuckle beside me, that put my already weak performance the killing blow. "Why did you betray it?" Boyd glared at the first officer. "I was so looking forward to do it." "That's my flaw." She shrugged, probably should be an apology. "I knew that." I pricked off a piece of my cake. "And I am honored that you will share your knowledge with me Dr. Boyd." That seemed to soothe him.

"And I'm looking forward to teaching you." He stood up, seemingly expecting me to do so, because he looked at me. "I would like to give you the appropriate documents." "Right now?" I reached for the brownie and bit again, then stood up. "Of course." He nodded. "The next few days are getting too chaotic and if you find time, you have something to read." "How farsighted of you." Number One was still clearly fun, Boyd tried to ignore her. "Okay." I reached for my cup, put the cake in my mouth, chewed hard and swallowed the much too big bite down. "Let's go." I felt the cake crack on in my stomach. "Very good, efficient. Medics eat when there is time. "He started and with a big grin, I threw in the direction of the first officer, I followed him to the infirmary.

"At the time, finishing your class, it raises you to the rank of an officer, which means you'll also have to complete some levels of command training and Starfleet regulations." Now I figured I'd been accompanying Tilly on the Discovery. "I am highly motivated and looking forward to the challenge." "I am glad to hear that." We reached the infirmaries and Boyd started providing me with educational materials, if that were books I needed a wagon to bring them to my quarters, so it was just a PADD and a small box of data carriers. "I will also call you when extraordinary situations arise." "All the time?" I looked at him. "If I am on duty or I think it makes sense, yes." I bit back a sigh. Apprenticeship years are not men's years, my father has always said that. "Okay doctor." I smiled instead. "Of course, you can also cancel and I understand everyone's private life, rest periods are important, but don´t let it become a habit."

"What private life?" I watched as he passed me. "You must not forget that we have time in spite of everything, you must remember that your life expectancy is now many times higher than in your time and eventually there will be more in your lives than running after me." "If you say that." I just realized how quiet it had become. "Not busy today?" "All preparations are already in progress for the arrival on earth. We get new staff and equipment and don´t forget the holiday. " I nodded, the thought of vacation still causing my stomach ache. Spock had sent me the transport coordinates for my home and confronted me with what I wanted to do. Stupid Vulcan, that's what I said to him. "Ms. Zimmer to the bridge, please. "I looked up involuntarily as Pike's voice rang out from the infirmary's Com, then I pressed the talk button. "Here, I'll be right there." Then I looked at Boyd. "Did I do something?" Boyd glanced at one of the screens, then smiled at me. "I think I know what's going on." "OK." "Let's go." He made a movement as if to scare me away. "We are done for today." "See you later." I waved to him, then hurried to follow the captain's orders. I still didn´t belong official to Starfleet, but it was better not to stand in the way of the chain of command.

I reached the turbolift to the bridge, gave my destination and took the few seconds it took to figure out why I should be there. The lift opened and I entered the bridge of the USS Enterprise. Again, the mood was solved and just when I wanted to be a little uncertain around the area, Pike turned to me. "That was fast." He smiled at me. "It sounded somehow urgent." I looked around. "Maybe." He pointed to the screen. "I thought you might want to see this." "Reaching the sol system." "Impulse engines." Pike turned back to the front. "Go under warp." The typical Warp lights in front of the window vanished and disappeared into the starry sky and after we passed a few planets very quickly, I finally saw something that I knew.

I stepped next to the command chair, I didn´t know where else to stand. In front of the Enterprise, Saturn with its rings pasted, then joined by Jupiter. Time and again, spaceships and stations crossed our path, and as we passed Mars, which looked completely different, I felt myself getting nervous. And then I saw it. I had seen pictures, but even the highest resolution photos couldn´t match what was just before my eyes. Blue and sparkling, it floated in space, the earth. I left my place next to Pike and walked a few steps to the screen. I couldn´t see that he was smiling slightly, I was too much attached to what was going on in front of my eyes.

Here, too, scurrying satellites and spaceships, if I hadn´t known that this was the headquarters and heart of the Federation, that sight would have left no doubt, and as if all that had not been overwhelming enough, the most incredible space station I've ever seen pushed itself from the side of the picture. More and more, the familiar blue filled in the window. The perfect moment, I was sure, the more frightened I was by the beeping of the Com, just sounding through the bridge. "We are hailed." "Open ship-wide channel." Pike got up from his chair. "Captain Pike, this is Admiral Johnson of the High Command." "We hear you admiral." "Welcome back, USS Enterprise." I could hear the clapping around me. "Space Dock 1, you're expected in San Francisco in an hour." "Understand High Command, Enterprise end." I still stood there watching now as we turned and headed for the Utopia Planetia, then I could hear footsteps behind me. "Welcome Home." His voice so close to my ear gave me goose bumps all over my body and I glanced back over my shoulder and looked straight into his blue eyes.

I was sure I was beaming from ear to ear, as he beamed at me, as would be the best at this moment that brought the whole crew to dance, that he could give me a pleasure. "Thank you." I just hoped that I didn´t blush. If I had been aware that the entire bridge crew was watching us, the red alarm would probably have faded with envy, but all I could feel was his hand brushing unobtrusively over my back before he turned around and went back to his chair. He took a seat and opened a channel. "This is Captain Pike." He let his gaze wander through the bridge. "We are home again. I wish you a few nice days with your families before we meet again. For those who leave us I have only the best wishes, I thank you for your services, your sacrifices and your dedication. "Then he got up. "I'd like to ask you to remember a minute of those who didn´t come back with us." A silence fell over the bridge, which seized the entire ship and stopped it until Pike spoke again. "May they find peace. Thank you. Pike end. "

Again they clapped and then the crew brought the docking maneuvers behind and then I could experience, how for the first time on this ship something like hectic broke out. The officers put their stations in a kind of stand-by mode, before saying goodbye to the captain and leaving the bridge. I, on the other hand, still couldn´t take my eyes off the earth. It seemed like years ago that I had seen it, but it was only a few months. "See you the evening after tomorrow?" I looked to the side and found myself facing number one. "What is there?" "The ball." She smiled at me. "I would like to introduce you to someone and you will certainly like it." "How should I imagine that?" "Lots of gorgeous, smartly dressed people eating, having fun and dancing." She sighed a little. "That sounds." I raised an eyebrow. "Cheesy." Number One did the same. "Sorry." "No, it's cheesy, but still pretty." She put a hand on my forearm. "I count on you. You need a dress. " "Where should I get a dress?" "Therefore, where you get all your things." She grinned. "There are endless patterns or you design something out for yourselves." "OK." "I'm looking forward to seeing you." Then she released me and waved to Pike.

Outside, a spaceship flew by and drew my attention back to space. I still couldn´t believe what I saw. It was all a crazy dream and at that moment I couldn´t wait for this ship to embark on its mission. "So how long do you want to stand there?" I couldn´t help but smile as Pike stood next to me. "I don´t know how much longer would it be appropriate?" My answer was a buzz and the lights went down.

"This was a hint that it was time to leave." He stepped around me into my field of vision. The sight was not bad either. "Anyway, from the bridge." "Okay." I sighed a little. “We're expected in San Francisco. "He put a hand behind my back and pushed me away from the screen toward the exit. "Do you already know what you do after the reception?" "I'll try not to get lost." I grinned at him. "I've never been to San Francisco before, I can find something." Couldn´t be that hard.

"I have a suggestion." He raised his eyebrows as we made our way to the transporter room. Not only we wanted to go there. The whole crew would beam down. "I'm all ears." I grinned at him. "Or may I guess?" "You'll never get it." Pike laughed a little. "You want to persuade me to go for a spin?" I would have bet a lot that I was right. "I wish it was so." A pitying look hit me. "I have the great pleasure of spending the next few hours in a meeting with other captains and admirals." "Uh, sounds exciting." I tried as encouraging as possible to look. "How long does it take? Because I would need someone to show me the city. "That helped, he giggled a little.

"You don´t believe how tempting that sounds." He sighed again and then looked at me with a look that made my heart beat faster. "And I couldn´t imagine anything better, but I'm afraid that will take forever, especially considering the recent events." "I assume my name will drop a few times as well?" I rolled my eyes. "Would be overdue again." We entered the transporter room and started. "But it's going to be related to being part of my crew now." Pike smiled at me. "Don´t worry, you will leave the planet again with me." "I'll let me ravish to believe you."

I looked forward and the transporter took the last group of people away before Pike and I were the only ones left. Spock and Number One just joined us. "Alright, I cannot get it." I raised my hands as I followed Spock onto the platform. Pike looked up at me from below, then followed me. "Are you telling me?" "I'd rather show it to you." He winked at me, then the transporter grabbed us and brought us to earth. After the transporter jet disappeared, I found myself in sunny San Francisco, a stunning building in the back, the Golden Gate Bridge right in front of me, and the smell of seawater in my nose. "Wow." I took a few steps towards the wall and felt Pike grab my hand and pull me back. I stumbled and he caught me, unnecessarily. "What is?"

"Wrong direction." He smiled happily at me, but didn´t let me go. He looked at me and I caught myself at the thought of kissing him. Here, in front of the entire crew and half the leadership of Starfleet certainly not the best idea, but still a damn enticing. "Turn around." "Okay." I turned and it took me a moment to pick out some familiar faces in the clutter of uniforms and civilians. There they stood change! Tilly, Burnham and other crew members of the Discovery. I turned back to Chris.

"That's not true!" I beamed at him, then hugged him briefly. "Now I'm even more sorry that you have to fumble in this stupid session." I released him, but he didn´t. "I'm allowed to play tomorrow." He laughed and I joined him. "Go and greet all from me." "Thanks, Chris." I leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, so close to his lips, as I just considered it appropriate. "I would like to praise it, but that would be undeserved." He chuckled, but kept his thoughts to himself. I let him go, waved him goodbye and then walked over to my friends.

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roxydrawskhstuffs · 6 years ago

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CHAPTER 2

“Shoutout to KingOfGamesYohgiMotto. Thank you for the donation, man. This means a lot to me and to my channel.” Riku says at the his microphone, punching buttons on his PS4 after seeing a notification that one of his subscriber just donated $10 in his Paypal account. Making sure he pronounced the the username properly or as much as possible got it right.

He also sneered a grin, remembering the name of the protagonist in that same card game he and Vanitas had played when they were playing “Strip and Drunk Duel” on Saturday dubbed as “Drunkterday”, This was their only leisure time aside from streaming their gameplays or casting official ESports games tournament.

They sometimes stream their drunk games where they only open an invitation link on their private Discord channel for the first 200 people who wants to watch them lose their dignities. The last time they did stream their drunkard gameplay, half of their subscribers dared them that whoever loses should kiss the winner. The match was intense but in the end, Vanitas won making Riku lose his virgin lips as he kissed Vanitas for the first time.

His raven roommate laughed, his cheeks red from all the martini he dranked (both have different tastes. Their subscribers even asked if where do they buy their alcohol. The two said in unison that it was “classified information” and would never tell where they got it), he joked the camera asking their subscribers if he should wear lipstick so that the evidence of them kissing will be visible and fans would have proof that Riku whacked the raven’s for suggesting such embarrassing thought.

“Come on, Reeks, hun, we homos. We’ve already seen each others dicks since high school.”

Another whack in the head, but this time, Vanitas was actually whimpering in his drunkard state telling that it hurts. “Fuck you, Vani. Don’t even give them more fanservices we’ve already doing.” Riku grabbed a glass of homemade margarita. Drinking all of its contents as liquid courage for he was about to be doing. “You fuckers better not be recording this or so help me God I’ll delete my channel. Goodluck finding me on the internet!” Warning at the camera.

The kissed came and lots of the people in their discord channel died from their fanservice.

In behalf of the 200 subscribers who died after seeing VanReeks doing a torrid “Kissing Booth” kiss scene.

You will forever be in the hearts of the VanReeks Pornsite Discord channel.

Riku’s phone pinged notifying him about that his pay from the gaming company have finally been transferred from his PayPal. Thank God, he can finally pay Vanitas for the rent of his room. He didn’t question why he was the last of the two of them who receives his pay from the XIII Organization Gaming Authority. Riku has two hunches: 1) The gaming company likes Vanitas or 2) The gaming company just hates Riku. The raven assured his silver-haired friend that they get the same amount from the company. Why Riku was always late, he had no idea.

Onwards to his gaming stream, he was so focused on the game he almost missed the stream’s chat.

daisu777: omg bruh the verum rex was totally awesomesauce! If it wasn’t for u, i never would encounter this beautiful gem of a game! More power to your channel

gamergurlhoe2k19: Reeks! You are so beautiful! I became a gamer bc of your channel. Pls notice me senpai ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥

zoeeeeeV9: luv ur channel bruh, just wanna ask if what other games you going to stream? Would like you to see horror games like Fatal Frame and Silent Hill. TIA

delicsnakekuu: how’s it goin bro? Thanks again for the recommendation about Verum Rex. Game was overkill! If you want, I can get you a copy of Devil May Cry series. Just send your PSN account deets so I can prep ‘em.

More power to your channel, bro! Peace out.

GayForMastahTenebrae1234: Riku! OH my god finally caught up and joined one of your livestreams. You are such an adorable and cool streamer. I always watch your contents and your stream casting together with Vanitas.

I live for VanReeks so much I ship you with each other. Ajksdhasjkhdjaks plssforgivdisfujohoe

I got a source from one of your fellow followers that Verum Rex will be having its own anime adaptation and there was a fan gathering for it. Will u and Vani be coming in the event?

bitchachosnachoZ: WHAT?!

DAFUQC?!

AXEwithanL: STFU!!!

S T A H P

natsuckiss: bitch where did u get that info?!

dAth0EGAMING: qsgywcsknwnshs fam.

LINKKKKKK!!!!

LINK!!!

AXEwithanL: LINK!

bitchachosnachoZ: for the love of Riku my King, give me the link!!!

The entire chatbox was in chaos, spamming chats about sauce, link, and some info that it was real that Riku almost totally forgot about the said event.

“Oh crap. I forgot about the event,” he mumbled in his mic but his voice was heard and his fans speed-typing chats like “omfg”, “Riku did you mean…”, “omg shut up”. Riku really do loved his circle of fans and their creative language that sometimes, he adopt the words and expressions into his everyday life. Looking at the camera, he grabbed a white envelope showing it to his fans. A wax seal was present with a sigil of the The XIII Organization Gaming Authority visible. “Yeap, me and Vani are definitely invited in the press conference of the game.

It’s going to be hold on tomorrow at Radiant Garden Hotels & Casinos,” his channel’s chatbox went wild. Incoherent fangirling, fanboying chats spam him. Congratulating the game streamer how successful and worth playing Verum Rex. They even praised him for not giving up in playing the game that half of the gaming community went wild, quickly buying the game. Every gamers was hooked into the storyline spreading it like a virus.

He also added that no additional information was enclosed in his invitation aside from the trailer reveal, casts, animation studio, etc. “But hey guys, they might dropped the second installment of Verum Rex pretty soon seeing after that cliffhanger ending. I’ll inform you guys about it. I wouldn’t put that in my channel but you can follow me on Twitter @tenebraeriku for anything. I also have an upcoming giveaway raffle if I reached 300k followers. The prize would be a Platinum Edition of Verum Rex. Me and Vani will be signing the CD case itself so goodluck. Mechanics will be posted soon.” Riku gazed at his wall clock, it was almost dinner time and he hadn’t cooked anything yet. Hovering his character, Riku moved his game persona towards the nearest save point, calling it a night and rest. He also assumed that Vanitas is almost done with his cram school. Riku had no idea what he was studying but he supported Vanitas in whatever plans he does.

Saying goodbye to his followers, Riku shut down his desktop, camera and PS4. Stretching his arms, the silver-haired walked towards the kitchen to make dinner. Vanitas would likely want something that will make him be awake since he streams at midnight.

“Fried rice and chicken curry then.” Riku says, gathering the ingredients needed in the fridge. All necessary ingredients gathered, the silver-haired started chopping everything.

A few minutes passed by, the entrance door flew open announcing Vanitas’ presence. “God, I’m beat. What’s for dinner, Mom?” Vanitas jokingly says flopping his body on the couch, face buried in the throw pillows. Riku laughed at the Mom joke saying that it was fried rice and curry. With a speed like lightning, Vanitas was already at the table, utensils in his hand waiting for Riku to put his food on the table. Clasping his hands likes a prayer, Vanitas uttered a Japanese word “itadakimasu” before digging into his food. Vanitas was a pureblood Japanese while Riku was half-Italian, the two of them just clicked when they were put together as roommates when they were still in college and now successful and professional adults, the two still share the same rent space as they did, saying that it was their memento to each other but they were still plan to find a penthouse that the two of them will share, hence their shared bank accounts.

“Speaking of events,” Says Vanitas stopping his eating. A sauce dripping in the corner of his mouth. “Reeks, do you have anything to wear for the upcoming gathering?” Shaking his head, still have no idea on what to wear. There was nothing fancy in his fashion wardrobe aside from the suit and tie he wore on graduation and it was the remembered that fit the fancy category.

It was so outdated, Riku would never wear the same clothes for a gathering full of rich people. “No.” He replied, digging on his own plate of food. Confessing that he needs to buy clothes for the event. His raven roommate propositioned that to come with with him to go shopping along with Vanitas’s “Venty Wenty”.

“Ah. The mysterious boyfriend I presume?” said Riku with one eyebrow raised. Vanitas pointed the stabbed chicken skin in the fork at Riku, defending the accusation. “He’s real alright. The idiot’s already pestering me to meet you. God,” remembering the way Ventus (‘that was his full, I just gave him a dumb nickname which in turn he actually liked it and the name got stuck’ the raven explained) had asked him so many times about Riku and when will he met him. “I’m his boyfriend and he’s more interested in meeting you. Talk about a stab in heart.” Riku laughed assuring him that there was no way he will take Venty Wenty away from him.

“But if he is, what you call, adorable, then I can’t promise anything.” jokingly retorted and the raven scowled. The raven gasped saying “Bitch, that idiot is mine.” to Riku but knew that it was only a joke. After dinner, Vanitas offered to wash the dishes ushering to go to sleep already. It was almost time for the raven to do his livestream gameplays and his followers requested NieR: Automata. Riku hadn’t played the game but will definitely add into his list to play/stream.

The giveaway!

“Oh.” Riku exclaimed, he told Vanitas that he was going to give away about the signed copy of the platinum copy of Verum Rex. Vanitas nodded. “Just give it to me a week before prior.” and Riku went towards his room. Scratching the back of his head, the silver-haired yawned, he grabbed first his phone to check onto his twitter page and turns out the followers he’d received just went tripled!

From five hundred followers to four thousands making him smile. “Seriously, these fans.” Riku then messaged Axel, the company’s Marketing head.

Friday morning came and Riku got up. Preparing for his daily routine: wash up, bathe, do a run around the neighborhood, make breakfast and stream. Since it was the day of the gathering Riku announced to all his social media accounts that he could not go online and stream games. Leaving his room, he heard noises coming from Vanitas room, probably still streaming.

Creeping up inside, his raven roommate was in his pjs, D.Va headset and controller on hand. His room was almost as neat as Riku’s but more chaotic when it comes to designs: there were a lot of rock band posters pin up in his wall, a glass case full of saberfaces servants figurines from that series called Fate, his video-game console cabinet was also present on the view, there was also a corkboard beside his bed where a photo of two children with different hair color. He couldn’t make out due to its small size. On view, Vanitas looked up to Riku and nodded focusing on his game. Riku crossed his arms waiting for the raven to scold him to leave his room. “‘Vani, any thoughts if you’re going to put a tattoo on your shoulder blades like Eve does in NieR:Automata?’ Yeah no. I do think the tatts are rad but that is not my style, either I’ll choose something more tribal-ish or vintage.”

A chat question?, he presume. Riku mimed about the clothes shopping and Vanitas nodded. “Alright, this concludes today’s stream because,” ushering his silver-haired friend to come closer towards the camera. Riku obliged and could see his and Vanitas face on the monitor. The chat started going wild again. “Me and Reeks have a date with the mall for buying fancy clothes. Say hi to my followers Reeks,”

Annoyed, Riku decided to humour Vanitas and did what was told. “Yeah, so hello and good morning everyone. Sorry I had to take Vani away from you guys. We actually going to have a date.” and kissed the cheeks of Vanitas. The chatbox, went wild. Again. “Gross! Do not do fanservice stuff outside the porn discord channel”

3m0_k1d: wat?!

roxie31: reeeeeeeeeeeee

internal screaming

HokageSasukinks: Σ(||ﾟДﾟ)ﾋｨｨｨｨ

g a y

Korabendings: dude

//drips holy water to screen and eyes

awsawadsd: jwbsohjdhskndooh

sum1 hold me

VANREEKSIZHREAL: I SHIP!!!

VANREEKS IS CANON YOU ASS

GamingGeekarooo: jesus my eyes.

Stop this im gonna unsubscribe you if you do that

VANREEKSIZHREAL: OMG YOU SAID NO FANSERVICE OUTSIDE OF THE DISCORD CHANNEL.

MAY I KNOW THE LINK?

“You are so so so dead, Tenebrae.” Vanitas says with death reflecting in his golden orbs. His silver-haired friend just grinned, amused at whatever he did that triggered Vanitas to show his other side.

“Bring it on, Vani.”

Vanitas was the first one who spotted place where they would meet Ventus. Riku just shrugged following him towards the center when a loud “Vaniiii!!!” screeched and looked for the owner of the voice. Vanitas wasn’t kidding about Ventus being adorable. The person in questioned had a very brunette-blonde hair with spikes with spikes much more ridiculous to Vanitas, he wore faded green tank top combined with a dirty-white trench coat, ripped jeans and black converse. The only accessory he had was a heart-shaped with four points on the lower part in his left ear.

Vanitas waved his hand as the boyfriend wrapped his hands on Vanitas’s waist and kissed his cheek. Riku’s inner thoughts were already laughing or maybe screaming for how cheesy the two were. The brunette boyfriend apologized for being late (not really but Vanitas likes to make Ventus feel bad about himself) saying that there was an old lady that needed help into getting to the bus station when she was carrying a large paper bag full of groceries.

The raven just rolled his eyes. “You never do say no to a help, aren’t you?” Ventus laughed saying it was in his nature to help those in need. Ventus just realized Riku’s presence. “Oh! Sorry for leaving you out. I presume your Riku Tenebrae?”

Riku nodded. “And you must the famous Ventus Wayward aka ‘Venty Wenty’.” At the pronounced of the nickname, Ventus face reddened covering his face with his hands. Too cute. Embarrassed that Vanitas told him about the nickname. Vanitas raised his hands innocently. “Hey, don’t look at me like that. We don’t keep secrets from each other tho.” He put his hand on Ventus bottom lip, pleasing and cooing him the brunette that he shouldn’t make it a big deal.

Seeing the two of them being lovey-dovey was too much annoying the hell out of Riku. “Hey, if you two lovebirds done with your public display of affection. Can we go to the actual task at hand? You know, shopping? For clothes?”

Guilty at hand, Ventus apologized nudging his boyfriend to do the same thing. “Sorry for having a lovelife, Reeks. Never knew you were such a jealous type.”

“For once, Vanitas. Just shut up.”

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portalmasterdusty · 6 years ago

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I hate Military Rpers

now before I start this I want to say this about the people who are into roleplaying Military stuff. This not about the Men and Woman that who served in the arm forces Defend us from treat to our countries. my dad was in the Navy for ten years and I respect him for that. now on to my Topic So anyone that into Roleplaying Military stuff like modern warfare Stuff I never want to around nor want a Conversation with do the fact I was Heavily harassed by them. Back in the early 2000s I was on few Rp forums loved to RP a lot the one issues had even to this day was I bad at spelling and grammar and most of you know this. I did try to better my self over time but still, I'm not that good and it's also why I never even bother making any Skylanders fanfics. I just let my art do the story talking. Now at the time, I was in these Rp Forums these so-called military Roleplayers Would harass me about my bad spelling and grammar. it got so bad they jump on my skype and keep bulling me. It got so bad they would fallow me all over the place and it help I was in my Gundam phase. oh yeah, also I forgot to mention they where Mech Warrior too and yeah I hate that too. So if you're into Mech Warrior be a good idea to keep that to your self. I remember one guy was out for me big time. I have no idea what his Issues with me but he was straight up ass. the one thing that was really bad about him he was into Nazzy WW2 stuff. this must of went on for little over a year. I soon stop Rping and just posted art and those fuckers would be more annoying and tell how there dump mech or ship would take out Gundam I drew. It finally stopped when some who was Popular on the forum called them out on this. So I was not the only sick of these guys. What I can Recall I posted a pic up and right away they started harassing me about my spelling and Grammer and right then and there the popfur called them out on there childish Behaver but it was not just one person many others who were a long time member on the forum stood up for me. telling these guys should be banned or grow up. One even Suggested they could me with my issues and not be such snobs. It was after that they were nice to me but I still fucking hated them. They try to make up for there immaturity by Friend I just told them to go away. To this day I wonder if any of those militaries RPers are still watching me or spy in once in while to tabs on what I'm doing. But I sure there long gone ether they did join the Military and found it not all great like the thought it would be or just became Stuck on there Computers playing nothing but Strategy RPG doing live streams all day having a dead-end job. Really I just hope they grew up and realized they're not as Smart as they think they are. there were times where I had toughs on what they would see what I'm doing now. If any they would stop caring for after finding out I'm Skylanders fan. All though I do see them trying to get there grubby little hands trying to make the Arkeyans more there why or sneak there Mech Warrior crap in it trying to make a third faction into it. okay, that last part I know will not happen for I don't Rp anymore so they just try to trick me doing some Request of some seen they want me to do of there forces winning. (( pfft, yeah not going happen I only let very few in my Skylanders fan Fic.)) I'm going to end this with some I want to say to My watcher.If you are into Moder Military stuff you're going to bore me. Really if your into anything that is more Military related your not going to keep my Intress. The only Military related thing I'm into is Warhammer 4k why you ask? That shit is Metal, it has everything. their lore is kick ass their stuff big and badass looking and, THEY GET TO THE FUCKING POINT! none of that textbook crap. It's dark gory and there are no good or bad guys it everyone is out for themselves. also if there are any Military Rpers that Remember me. Just because you know your Grammer and spelling does not make you the smartest person in the world. Common since dose along with street smarts. thanks for reading.

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its-negans-lucille · 7 years ago

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Fury

THIS IS A REUPLOAD

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Prompt: Imagine where the reader is in Alexandria and shows the most respect towards the Saviors, so Negan messes with her and pushes as far as he can to make her snap and lash out on him? – Via Anon

Ships: Negan x Reader (Minor, one sided) Words: 1,664 Warnings: Curses Category: Angst with a little fluff

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It had been two months since the Saviors had taken over Alexandria. Food was low. Moral was even lower. Fights broke out constantly so almost every day you could see someone scurrying toward the makeshift hospital with a bloody nose or a split lip.

You had lost most of your friends because you actually attempted to find things for the Saviors, good things. Those people often confused staying alive with a brutal admiration for the people who had enslaved you.

You were finding it harder and harder to hold onto your sanity each time that Negan would visit. He seemed to be playing a game with you, a cruel game to see when you would crack. You, however, didn’t have any plans on cracking. You were stood outside your small, suburban home in Alexandria when you heard the loud rattling of the steel gates which announced the arrival of your new ‘friends’.

You let out a large sigh, attempting to clear yourself of all negative and possibly murderous thoughts before you went to see Negan and his men. You clenched your fists quickly and then let them fall loose at your sides.

You walked through two streets to get to the front gate and on each street there was at least two people who you glare at you as if this was your fault. You shook off the feeling of being dirty as you rounded a corner and faced Negan.

He had his back turned to you and he was lazily gesturing to his men to unload the trucks and ordering them on what supplies they had to get. Get. Like they were at a grocery store and everything was on the table.

“Negan.” You said in a falsely joyous voice. You had promptly plastered a large, hopefully welcoming smile on your face as Negan swiftly turned to face you.

“Why hello, beautiful!” Negan said loudly and you had to hold back a cringe because you knew that would come up in future yelling matches between former friends. “Where’s Rick?” Negan asked as he sauntered up to you, Lucille swung over his shoulder.

“He’s on a run, collecting for you.” You said with a weak smile.

“Well, I’m gonna need somewhere to crash until your faithful leader returns.” Negan said, finally stopping just before you. His gaze traveled avidly downyour form, giving you the distinct feeling of being x-rayed by his dark eyes.

“There’s the old clinic? I can take you-” You began but Negan cut you off when he shook his head.

“No, no. I feel like somewhere a little more homely. Not a damn clinic.” He laughed as if he found the notion of him staying in a clinic absurd. “Because for all I know I could wake up and someone could have their hand down by Little Negan giving me a damn prostate exam!” Negan chuckled. “But if it were you, eh, I wouldn’t mind so much.” He said as he leaned in toward you and he dampened his lips with his tongue.

“Fine, what would you suggest?” You asked through gritted teeth.

“Hm, let’s see.” Negan said with a large unnerving grin on his face. Why the fuck was he always smiling? “How about your place? Would that be okay with you?” Negan asked, obviously enjoying this immensely.

“Are you sure? We have a few vacant houses?” You supplied desperately. You didn’t want this man in your house. You had family memorabilia in your home. And most of all, it was your house. It was your private property.

“Am I sensing some annoyance there, Sweetheart?” Negan asked as he quirked his eyebrow at you. You shook your head quickly.

“No, it’s fine. Follow me.” You turned away from him and began to lead him to your quaint home.

You could hear his footsteps behind you as you walked. He was whistling a tune, positively jovial as he sauntered along behind you. You could see people staring at you and Negan as you passed, most of them immediately slammed their doors but a few would glare at you. You could see people dashing behind their curtains when Negan would flash them his far-too-white smile.

You stopped just before your small house with ivy crawling up one side of it. Negan stopped beside you and took in the place. Your house was white with a few stone accents. You had countered the overall white affect with a mismatch of brightly coloured wild flowers which were in full bloom at the time of the year.

“Well doesn’t this just look fan-fucking-tastic!” Negan proclaimed as he walked up the oaken steps to the porch. You stayed on the floor, watching him as he turned around to face you. “Ladies first.” He said with a smile and a flourish of his hands in a large, over exaggerated bow.

You said nothing as you stepped up beside him and opened the door into your home. The last thing left to you in this world that was private, now not even that was as it had once been. You stepped into the hallway and held the door open for Negan who nodded his head in a thank you.

“You have a mighty nice place here.” He pronounced as he stepped through into the kitchen. “Hey, you got anything here to eat? I’m fucking famished.” Negan said as he strode over toward the refrigerator and began to dig through it for any kind of sustenance. “Though,” You heard Negan say as he carried on searching through your food. “I’m rather thirsty as well.” He turned to you and winked. He quickly returned to his rummaging and after a small while you heard him let out a small gasp.

“Jackpot!” Negan said loudly as he pulled out a bar of candy. A bar of candy that you had been saving for a rainy day.

You watched as he tore open the yellow and red wrapping of it that had been so carefully preserved. He took a chunk of it and then a look of disdain appeared on his face.

“Fuck.” He said quietly as he looked at the candy bar like it had personally wronged him. “Nuts.” He said as he tossed it aside because it contained some peanuts. You allowed yourself a small shake of the head as you attempted to control yourself.

Negan hummed under his breath as he strode around your house, examining various paintings and items of furniture. Occasionally announcing that he’ll have his men take this and that. Eventually you heard Negan stop upstairs and let out a small, childish gasp. Then you heard a smash of glass.

You felt a shiver of rage creep up your spine as you began to approach the stairs. You broke into a jog when you reached the middle steps of the staircase and when you reached the top you felt it all stop.

Negan was standing over a smashed picture of you and your family. You advanced on him like a panther may advance on their pray. At that moment you forgot that this man could have you killed. You forgot that he was holding all of the lives in Alexandria in the balance. At that moment all you could feel was the killing calm.

“Shit, fuck, sorry.” Negan said quickly but you hardly registered it.

“You… you fucking little motherfucker,” The stream of curses carried on for a while and Negans smile only grew.

You slapped him in the face with all the force that you could muster. You were happy to see that Negan staggered back a little and he cradled one side of his face. But he was still smiling.

“Holy shit!” Negan pronounced loudly. “I knew you had a little bit of serial killer in you but this, this is fucking fantastic!” Negan carried on.

“What the hell? Is this a damn joke to you?” You said in a low voice as you sunk to the floor, beginning to pick up the shards of glass and feverishly trying to convince yourself not to shove one particularly lethal shard of glass in Negan’s neck.

Negan leaned toward a mirror and saw his face. “Fuck! That was one good damn slap!” Negan said in an almost appraising voice. “That’s going to leave a mark!”

You saw Negan’s feet appear in front of you as you carelessly picked up some more shards of glass and tossed them in a pile. Negan swiftly crouched down before you and began to help you pick of the glass and the splintered picture frame.

“I don’t need your help.” You said through gritted teeth. Negan let out a bark of laughter.

“Like hell you don’t.” He said as he continued to help you with the glass. You worked in silence for a few minutes before you decided to break it.

“What’re you doing?” You asked in a suspicious voice.

“I got what I wanted.” He shrugged as he clapped his hands.

“To see me enraged?” You asked skeptically.

“Y’see. You were always the most accommodating to us. You were doing it to stay alive, I know that. You think I don’t see that hatred in your eyes? Well you fucking wrong.” He said as he threw the broken frame into a corner. “And I wanted to see how far I could push you.” Negan shrugged.

“You’re insane.” You said with a half laugh as you brushed the picture of your family down and pushed it carefully in your pocket.

“No, sweetheart, I’m just bored.”

***

I hope this was okay nonnie! You didn’t really specify how he was going to annoy her or anything so I went with this! C: Thank you for your request!!

Anyway! I hope you all have a lovely Christmas or Hanukkah! I know I did!

Thank you so much for reading and have a wonderful day!

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jolienjoyswriting · 5 years ago

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Mortem In Contumeliam FFVI, Ch. IV

Chapter 4 of "Mortem In Contumeliam Final Fantasy VI," a Final Fantasy VI fan fiction story.

No fun facts about this chapter, I'm afraid. "What you see is what you get." Well… mostly. I did give some reasoning behind a certain character's actions, in a minor revision~

Word count: 3,360 – Character count: 19,226 Originally written: July 18th, 2019

As they start on an outpost near Doma, the soldiers and officers get settled in.

Final Fantasy VI, Wedge, Biggs, and related characters, scenarios, and properties created by Square Soft, Inc. and © Square Enix Co, Ltd.

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“Company, halt!!”

It had been a long journey from ship’s landing to the natural land bridge but, after half-a-day… they finally arrived.

“You! Get that bridge erected and set up a motor pool in the central perimeter!” the commander shouted to a random soldier. “You! Set up some tents! You! Grab some sandbags and start getting barricades up! We only have so long to set up, so let’s get this camp ship-shape before General Palazzo arrives! Move, you slugs! Move-move-move!!”

As requested, the first thing anyone did was get a sturdy, temporary bridge set up to cross the stream at the north of the area. Next, soldiers began placing modular, wooden floors down in strategic locations based on elevated land, erecting tents over that. A pair of soldiers worked in-tandem to bring the six Magitek Armor units into the center of the area and, not long after, some non-enlisted men brought out some equipment and assembled some power generators. Some of the other conscripted civilians also set to work on what looked like alien technology – bumpy, disc-shaped objects with mechanical arms and laser arrays – which would serve as eyes-in-the-sky, once powered. As night fell over the area… the camp had started to take shape.

“Not too shabby, huh?”

Wedge grinned to his partner as he made the finishing touches on their tent – one of the ones closest to where they’d started the camp.

“I have to admit… you seem to know a-thing-or-two about pitching a tent,” Biggs told him as he looked around. “Was there ever any doubt?” the shorter man beamed. “This reminds me of our failed mission to Narshe, a while ago… Remember that blizzard that came out-of-nowhere?” “I remember ordering that cute witch-girl to clean my boots!” Wedge laughed. “Yeah… Effective use of military equipment.” Biggs rolled his eyes. “Oh, you’re one to talk, Biggs! Remember what you made her do?” The other soldier gave a remorseful sigh… “I’m starting to remember, yes.” “Anyway, it was a pretty unique situation. It’s not every day that we have a loyal li’l ‘soldier’ all our own!” Wedge grinned as he added, “She really made the time in that tent fly by!” Biggs hummed… then, he sighed. “That mission… wasn’t one of our finer moments.” “Yeah… yeah, I guess not, huh? Between losing our pants and losing the phantom beast, it was a pretty big wash. But, hey.” He smiled at his partner. “‘least we made it out alive.” The other soldier smiled in return. Wedge had a point…

“Wonder if General Kefka found out where that girl went?” “Doesn’t matter, at this point,” the taller man told the shorter. “It’s out of our hands.” “Yeah, but…” Wedge rubbed the back of his neck. “It’d be nice to know that she’s alright.” “I seem to remember saying something about not getting attached to military property…?” “Biggs… the more I remember about that mission, the more I recall…” He sighed. “What a babe that lady was…! Man, I can’t believe I ever forgot! I so in love!” Biggs narrowed his eyes. A moment later, he suggested that they turn in for the night. “Yeah, a’right.” The other man shrugged. “G’night, then?” “Mm.” With that, Wedge doused the lantern situated on the table in the center, then settled down and tucked himself into his bedroll. Not long after, he fell asleep.

“Gooooood morning, Imperiaaal Caaaaamp!!”

The following morning, both Biggs and Wedge scurried out of their sleeping bags, the duo stumbling outside at the crack of dawn. Someone – “some loudmouthed idiot,” as Wedge put it – was on the speaker system… which, neither of them even knew the camp had… and, was in the process of making a series of announcements. Once that was done, they could hear music playing through the system… which, they had to admit, kind of lightened the mood.

“Standard-issue military rations! Yum-yum!” After getting dressed in his gear, Wedge sat outside the tent, situated on the sandbags that surrounded the small rise where he’d set their tent. “What’d your mom pack for you, Biggs?” he asked as took a pin-key to a tin. “Standard-issue military rations,” was his friend’s response as he did much the same. “Mine’s meat-flavored and it comes with some cocoa!” the first man said, his voice light and high as he imitated a child’s. “Mine is… uh… the same, I think?” “Wanna trade?” Biggs gave a blink, then stared at his partner. He was smiling. After a long pause… “Yeah, alright.” The two exchanged their perfectly-identical meals, then dug in.

“This is the life,” Wedge said after a few bites, “eh, Biggs?” “What do you mean?” the other man asked. “Going out on missions… seeing exotic locales… eating exotic food…” Biggs looked into his tin. He was pretty sure the ration was well past its prime… “Life is great!” Wedge finished with a radiant smile. “Alright, I’ll bite… Why are you in such a good mood, this morning?” “Jessie and I had a little date, last night!” he said, surprising his companion. “Really…” Biggs said in disbelief. “Here? During a mission?” “What can I say?” The other man grinned. “I’m a bad influence! Besides… she helped get my mind off that witchy woman I remembered I loved! I– aww, dammit.” The other soldier just rolled his eyes from underneath his helmet.

“Seriously, though…” Wedge paused as he looked over to the flowing river. “This place is pretty peaceful. There aren’t a huge amount of monsters around, the air is nice, and the water is crystal-clear! Oh, by the way! I filled your canteen after I got back, last night.” Biggs was quick to unscrew his water flask and give it a sniff. When he didn’t notice any particular aroma, he took a sip. A second later, he went wide-eyed under his helmet. “Oh…” he whispered. “This water is so… pure! Cold, too!” “I know, right…?” Wedge laughed. “I felt kind of bad when Jessie convinced me to go skinny dipping in it.” His friend briefly considered spitting out his water… but, it didn’t taste like people had been splashing around in it, so he just gave his friend a smirk.

“So, you and Jessie are back on-track, are you?” he asked. When Wedge gave a nod, he hummed… “Ready to give up on that witch-girl?” “Let’s be honest: it’s an unrealistic goal,” he heard his partner admit. “Still… who says I’m crushing on Jessie, anyway?” “You went swimming with her. Naked,” he added after another sip. “Okay, okay, I could see how that might paint a certain kind of picture…” Wedge laughed.

“Really, though… I’m happy to see you in such good spirits.” Biggs looked over with a smile. “You’re usually more pessimistic and down on the military or the mission. Since starting this one? I’ve barely heard you complain even once.” “Well, now that you mention it… these rations suck!” he exclaimed with unexpected disdain. “Why, when I get back to Vector, I’m gonna walk right up to the guy who made these and go… ‘Hey. Thanks for the nourishing food. They don’t taste very good, but I know you’re just trying to keep us fed and alert, and I appreciate that. So, thank you.’” “That’s… I…” Biggs blinked… then, he smiled. “Oddball.”

Breakfast came to a sudden end as, not long after that exchange, the commander could be heard barking orders over the public address system. Minutes later, Biggs, Wedge, and the rest of the camp were back onto the grind as the black-armor military man and General Christophe set out on a diplomatic mission to Doma.

“Boy, some guys get all the easy jobs, huh?” Wedge grinned as he hammered away at a cross-beam. He and Biggs had the “prestigious” honor of erecting a guard tower at the western bank of the land bridge. “I doubt this will be an easy task,” Biggs told him as he steadied the wooden structure. “I’ve heard that Doma is strongly opposed to the Empire’s goals. General Christophe has his work cut out for him, today.” “If anyone can convince an entire nation to change their mind, it’s him!” “You really think so?” the taller figure asked with genuine curiosity. “General Leo’s pretty awesome!” was his shorter friend’s response. “I bet by tomorrow night… we’ll be back on the ship and heading to Vector!” “That’s… strangely optimistic of you.” Biggs smiled as he added, “I certainly hope so.” With that, the two turned there focus to erecting the guard tower. –––––

“Doma refuses to ally themselves with the Gestahlian Empire… which, unfortunately, means that we must prepare for war. Gird your loins, steel your resolve, and pray to whatever gods you believe in… This will not be easy, but remember: you are not alone. Your families are with you in spirit, your country wholeheartedly believes in you, and the whole of the Gestahlian Empire’s might is behind you, as proud of you are you are to serve us. “I cannot promise that this will be a bloodless war. I cannot promise your safety. But, I can promise that we will do everything in our power to provide you with the greatest technological and tactical advantages possible. With good fortune and the blessings of those who silently watch over us, we may see this war end before too many casualties are had – on either side. War is a senseless act, but sometimes… a display of force is all one can do sway a group or nation to the greater good. Just remember: you are not a disposable commodity. Every single one of you is a human being… one with hopes, dreams, and aspirations. Be aware of yourselves and each other, and strongly consider your alternatives before doing anything drastic. Men? Do your country proud and serve the Empire with grace and honor. Thank you.”

The entire camp burst into uproarious applause as General Christophe walked away from the radio system and headed through the motor pool toward his private tent, his words stirring their hearts and encouraging them to bravery and valor. That night, every soldier went to bed with his words ringing in their ears and giving them comfort. Every soldier… except for one.

“I thought I might find you out here…” Wedge sat alone, staring up at the stars in the sky from his newly-christened “thinking spot” – the sandbags right outside the tent’s entrance. When he heard the familiar voice of his partner call, he looked over and offered a smile… but, no words. “A Gil for your thoughts?” Biggs suggested as he sat next to Wedge. “Keep your money,” he chuckled. “My thoughts aren’t worth even that much.” “I’ll be the judge of that.” When he heard his friend chuckle, he gave another smile… then, he sighed.

“Okay, so…” he started, “you know that speech General Leo gave, today? The one about ‘being brave’ and how our ‘country is proud of us,’ and stuff?” “Yeah?” “Well, as inspiring as he was trying to be… his speech, well…” He gave a slight pause before confessing, “It didn’t do much for me.” “Are you saying you don’t want to die for your country?” “Biggs,” he sighed, “you know I’m originally from Kohlingen…” “That… was supposed to be a joke, partner.” “Oh.” The two fell into an awkward silence, then. At least… for a little while.

“No,” Wedge eventually told his friend. “I don’t really want to die for ‘my country.’ I– I mean, yeah, I guess if I were still living in Kohlingen and someone came rolling in, trying to take us over… I would be willing to lay my life down? But… this thing with Doma? And, that thing with Narshe? H-hell, that thing with Narshe wasn’t even supposed to be a combat mission! Those idiots turned it into one – and, for what?!” He punched both sides of his sandbag seat and scowled, glaring straight forward. “We wiped out their militia with our Magitek Armor! We killed their trained whelk! And… and, we didn’t even get the damn phantom beast…” Wedge shook his head… then, he looked at Biggs with a frown. “What’s it all for, partner?” he asked in a quiet voice. “What’s it all gonna lead to? What’s the Emperor gonna do when he has the entire world in his hands? When will all this fighting just… stop…?” “I think you answered your last question with the one before it,” Biggs chuckled.

“Okay, sure. Fine. Emperor Gestahl takes over the world and everything is under his control. So… what if not everyone’s alright with that? Rebel groups form, then we, the Empire, wipe ‘em right out! Then, more people rebel and the Empire wipes them out! Where does it all end, Biggs? Like… at what point do people just… give up? Never!” he shouted, preventing his friend from answering. “It’s an endless cycle of violence… and, we’re just fanning the flames by attacking people we can’t get on our side with words, alone… It sucks…” “Er… partner…?” Biggs blinked… then, he frowned. Wedge had pulled his helmet off and hidden his face behind his gloved hands. He’d worked himself into a frenzy and quiet tears seemed to be the only way he could calm back down.

“Wedge… I… don’t have any easy answers,” his partner told him. “‘War is hell,’ as someone much more eloquent once said… but, sometimes? When words utterly fail? Sometimes, violence is necessary.” “Oh, get a freaking clue, man!” Biggs gave another blink. Wedge had pulled his hands away and was staring right at him.

“Aren’t you supposed to be the smart one, Biggs?” he said with controlled anger. “Don’t you get it? We’re the bad-guys, here! We’re trying to shove our agenda onto people who want nothing to do with us! We’re the bullies and Doma… Figaro… everyone is our victim! We’re just gonna push ‘em all ‘til they either completely submit, or… or… fight back, tooth-and-nail! A lot’a people are gonna get hurt, man… a lot’a people have already been hurt! And, it’s just gonna keep gettin’ worse-and-worse… Why does the Empire even want to control the world…? That’s a lot’a work for just one nation… just one leader… I don’t get it…”

Biggs didn’t know what to say, to that. He knew Wedge was completely right… but, for some reason, he couldn’t bring himself to say so. Instead, he decided to ask a question…

“Wedge?” he called, looking at the man who was looking at the moon. “Why did you join the Imperial Army?” “What?” Wedge chuckled, rubbing his eyes and giving an uneasy smile. “What do you mean? I joined because my parents kicked me out when I turned 16.” “So, you joined the Imperial Army because they wanted you to get a job?” “My dad…” The man looked down before starting, again. “My dad served in the army before I did. When he got old, he retired to Kohlingen with my mom. His heart belongs to my mom… but, his soul belongs to the Empire…” “What do you mean, ‘his soul belongs to the Empire?’” Biggs inquired. “His dad made him enroll when he was 16 – just like my dad made me enroll when I was 16. Unlike Dad, though… I never really wanted to join the army.” “So, why did you?” “Why else?” He chuckled. “I wanted to make my old man proud.” “Do you think he’d be proud of you, right now?” “I think he’d call me a pansy for crying about doing my job.” Wedge squirmed, looking away with that same nervous smile. “But… he’d be proud that I haven’t given up, I guess?”

“Wedge… If you weren’t in the army,” Biggs began, deciding to go a different route with his inquiry, “what would you want to do?” There was a long pause before Wedge finally answered, “I don’t know.” “Is that why you’ve stuck with the army for this long?” “Probably…?” He paused, again. “Look, man, where are you going with this?” Biggs gave a blink. Wedge was half-glaring at him, still with wet eyes. “I’m just saying… if you’re not happy with serving the military… why not just quit?” “Because…” He looked away, again. “I’ve done this for so long, I… I don’t think I’d know how to do much else.” “Is that so?” When Wedge gave another nod, Biggs asked, “You seem pretty handy with a hammer… And, I’ve seen you repair your body armor pretty easily.” “So? Those are just things I’ve picked up since serving.” “Plus, you seem to have a silver tongue when it comes to merchants…” “Again, just skills I’ve picked up since serving… Besides.” The sad man paused to rub his nose. “I can’t make a job out of haggling.” “I wouldn’t be too sure about that… Regardless, you have plenty of skills that have real-world application.” Biggs offered a smile as he listed off, “Armor repair, carpentry, negotiation… I’ve even seen you fix up simple machines, in your spare time! In fact… if you combine carpentry with your machine skills, you could go into business as a clock-maker, or music-box-maker, or something along those lines!

“I guess my point is that… you have plenty to offer, Wedge. And, if you’re truly miserable in this man’s army… if you really don’t believe what we’re doing is ‘right…’ if you want to walk away from all this, then… go ahead. If you’d like… I’ll even come with you.” “You’d… come with me?” Wedge asked, sounding as surprised as he looked. When he saw Biggs give him a nod, he gave a light chuckle… then, he looked away, bringing his hands together and going silent. It seemed like he had a lot on his mind. At least… until he spoke.

“I’m not quitting the army,” he said after a long while. “You don’t want to quit?” Biggs asked, sounding surprised, himself. “Honestly…? It’s not so bad, here.” Wedge looked up with a smile. “I mean, they give us room-and-board for free… They give us a fairly decent stipend for equipment and extras… Plus, girls seem to like the uniform, for some reason.” “It’s the lightning bolt on the helmet,” his partner jokingly suggested. “Sure… we may have to bust some heads and throw our weight around… but, if people were smart, they’d get with the program and join the winning side, already! Because… clearly… the Gestahlian Empire is gonna win this war and every other one that follows! Just like always!” “Do you truly believe that?” “Partner…” Wedge grinned at his friend. “The Empire is too big to fail.” “The bigger they are…” Biggs started to say… “Excuse me? What’s this treasonous talk about?” “‘T-treason…?’” He seemed taken aback… “Are you saying you don’t believe in the Empire?” the other man asked in a playful tone. “Are you saying that we’re gonna fail? Are you, in fact, suggesting that we… gasp… lay down and let other nations just walk all over us?” “N… no, of course not. I–” “General Leo! Commander Garven! We have a traaaitor in our midst!” “Sh– sh-shut up, Wedge!”

Biggs leaned over, putting a hand over his partner’s mouth. When he felt something touch the palm of his hand, he drew back and looked… then, he gave his friend a curious glance. “Did you… really just lick my glove?” Wedge was flicking his tongue and rubbing his mouth on his arm. “Tastes like leather!” he said with a grin. “You’re a crazy bastard, Wedge.” “Yeah, but…” The soldier nudged himself a little closer. “I’m yooour crazy bastard, Biggs.” “Oh… c’mere, you fruitcake.”

The formerly-sorrowful soldier laughed and brightly smiled as his partner wrapped his arms around him, then returned the favor, half-snuggling into the inviting embrace. He always liked getting Biggs to hug him – Biggs gave the best hugs! Not long after, he leaned back. “Hey, Wedge,” he started. “All this deep thinking that you’re doing? What sparked it?” “Jessie ditched me,” he chuckled. “Saw her leavin’ the ‘cadets tent.’ D-don’t tell her!” “I knew it,” the other soldier laughed. “And, I won’t.” “Thanks, man.” Wedge shyly smiled. “For… everything.”

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mokkemusic · 8 years ago

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I couldn’t reply to this without first having my gifs. On that note I really have to start making some BN reaction gifs as well.

And to think I was actually debating making that little post in the first place.

@hisgirlwednesday447 Yes! Your tag about the “Forget me Not” gifset killed me! That’s so interesting for me I was was always in the Tiva fandom first. I started watching BN when it was on USA network at one point but never finished it. And tried to find it everywhere years later and I couldn’t until I got Netflix . I binge watched the entire show in like 2,3 weeks. You could not get me to stop. It was like 6 in the morning still hadn’t gone to sleep and the tears are streaming down my face watching the series finale. Actual tears I was sobbing! :,( Well now you can’t get me to shut about it so I understand this lol. I got 5 friends into it. Now some of them have gotten there friends into it and on top of that I keep finding more people who I was friends with in the Tiva fandom who were already into it. So yea my work will continue lol ;)

What are your favorite episodes?! And more importantly how do you even choose! I have so many favorites you kinda have to break it down by season in my case. But I have two from season 7 hands down all time favorites. I have never actually read any BN FF I just think the writing is so good on the show how do you even top that! But if you have any favs feel free to send me links here or my message box is always open and by all means ramble away!

Side note: Seeing as your a tiva person I’ll have to reblog the tiva/ mike and fi parallel sets I had my friend make soon so you can see. Also forgot to add yes that is what made me love them in the first place they reminded me so much of Tony and Ziva also mostly Fi reminds me of Ziva ;).

@ritz00 I have made one gif set lol the rest is probably all the awesome @bubblegumorthemoon who takes all my requests :). I do probably want to make some reaction ones soon though and a parallel set I just realized a couple days ago exists. But I just have to find the time lol.

Oh don’t worry I will continue. ;) I think Michael and Fiona have become my OTP now it’s official and trust me that’s saying something because I do not even ship lightly! They have to be complete and utter soulmates and make each other better people and that’s exactly what these two are and do :,).

Both of you guys sorry/ not sorry for bringing all this back 😈😇❤️💔 keep a lookout cause I have a queue right now filled with gifs, bts stuff, photos, interviews, and more. I’ll just be sitting here grinning ;).

PS. Seeing as you guys are big BN fans I really suggest you check out an old show of Jeffrey Donavan’s called Touching Evil. Its very old and only has one season but its so good and he’s phemonimal in it. (Sorry I’m kinda obsessed with it right now so I just have to always say something lol )

#replies #hisgirlwednesday447 #ritz00 #bubblegumorthemoon #you guys made my night #don't worry there will be more ;)#sorry not sorry for bringing all this back I have been told I am the biggest enabler #so its become my job description lol #😇😇🙊

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MI ANGEL - teen!Cassian Andor x teen!reader

Our home was full of life. It was a little moon near Coruscant called Cielo. It was so near, but everyone forgot about us, since Coruscant was bigger, louder and more important. But this became in a advantage when the Empire rose. Everyone were so focused in Coruscant to note us. In our little moon there were always someone dancing or singing in the streets. The streets. They were thin and full of colors. Full of life, like I said. Everyone speak Spanish, our language, but most of the people speak other languages, like the English. When I was three years old, I fell into a lake. I didn’t know how to swim, and I was alone. I loved to went and find adventures. But I was running and I didn’t see a huge branch. I remember fell and then, two hands brang me up to the surface. “are you okay? Please breath.” I heard a voice in front of me. I opened my eyes a little bit and found a kid in front of me. “Gracias” I replied tired. This kid was Cassian Andor, he was a little older than me, but after that he became in my best friend. ________________________________________ I was 5 and he was 6 when, after explore the woods, we returned to his house. His mother invited me to sleep in his house. We were so excited. We were turning to the alley were he lived, when I saw a stormtrooper looking for someone. I held Cassian’s arm and while we were hiding behind the plants in his garden, we saw two more stormtroopers gripping his mother’s arms and tossing her to the floor. “Noooo!” she screamed panicked. “please not my son not him!” I looked into Cassian’s eyes, and I saw tears streaming down his face. Another stormtrooper. This time was Cassian’s father, but he was already dead. With the other hand he was holding Sheero’s little arms. He was Cassian’s little brother. “kill her” the stormtrooper said “we have to go to another house” Cassian, seeing what was going to happen, instead of running to his mother, he rapidly put me in his arms looking to his chest, so I couldn’t see that cruel act. I heard a blast and his mother crushing into the floor. But I didn’t see it. Cassian did. I could feel that he was trembling. He didn’t let me go for a while. We just stayed there on the floor, hugging each other. We were only a couple of children. __________________________________________ After that, Cassian and I began to live together. Cassian changed so much. But I couldn’t blame him. He was sad at days and at nights he cried until he fell asleep. But time by time, when we were walking I could make him smile at me, and even laugh. The day of my birthday he took me to the square of our town and we dance until the sky was too dark to see our face. That day he smiled like he used to do.

_________________________________________ “Look, Y/n, you can’t come and you won’t come.” Cassian said packing his things in a little backpack. “you’re too young to fight.” “So you are!” I shouted at him “you’re only 16” “And you are younger” he said turning around to face me. “you will not come. End of the conversation.” he ordered me and tried to went out of our tiny house. Before he could do that, I held his arm and make him turn around. “are you going to abandon me here?” He avoided to look at my eyes. “If that keeps you safe-” “Cass, I’m not safe in anywhere!” I confronted him. “You should know that. All your family is dead because of that” I saw he was hurt, but he knew I was right. “No, you’re alive” he whispered, and I left his arm. “I want you alive, Y/n” “I don’t care. You know? You’re so selfish. You can leave this fucking moon with the rebels and be a hero. OF COURSE YOU CAN CABRÓN!” at this point, I could feel tears streaming down my face. “But I can’t because I have to stay alive for you?! No mames, Cassian” He saw me and I knew what he was thinking. “fine. Pack your fucking things” he turned to face me again “but just because I know you will find the way to come, and probably you get killed.” I approached him and hugged him, kissing his cheek. “I love you Cass” I told him, and I saw that he was flushing when I pulled him away. I giggled and he frowned confused. “you’re red Cass!” he opened his eyes and turned around, making me look at his back. I knew he was embarrassed, and I touched his shoulder softly. He turned. “hey, it’s okay. I like when you flush” I smiled. “but I don’t. I don’t like when you look at me like that and then giggle” “okay I’m sorry, Cassian” “it’s fine, just pack your things already Y/n” _________________________________________ Our first mission was in our little moon. When Cassian took a step out of the ship, he looked at me, sadly, and said something. “Don’t get out of the ship. Stay here, I’ll complete the mission.” “Cass, I’m going with you” I replied confused. “no. No Y/n, stay in the ship” he begged stopping me in my trucks. I could see behind him the place where we used to dance the songs that we hear. I saw dead bodies covering the square. I didn’t see our home. I saw a place full of sorrow and death. I felt Cassian’s arms snacked on my hips. I had lost the balance and was now upright only because of Cassian. “Cass…” “don’t look, don’t look mi angel.” he hushed me. “Just look at my eyes, Y/n. Look at me.” I looked at his eyes and I began to sob. “I’ll finish the job. You stay here and-” “don’t do that again Cass.” I said him “when your mother died you did the same. You think you have to look strong for me, but that night, when you think I was asleep I heard you cried. And the next, and the next. I don’t know if you stopped or if I got used to it.” He didn’t say anything. He just lead me between the bodies, we finished the job and we returned to the ship in complete silence. We were leaving when he spoke. “I never stopped” It didn’t need more explanation. I New he was talking about his awful nights. “sometimes… Sometimes I simply do it asleep. Sometimes are the nightmares about… ” he hesitated before keep going “ about your death. I have lots of it” I squeezed his hand and he looked at me. “I have them too. The nightmares. I know how terrible could them be” “you were right.” he said holding my hand strongly. “if I had let you there. You’ll be dead. And it would be my fault” he groaned and stood up leaving the ship in automatic pilot.

I followed him to the back of the ship. He was sitting in the floor. His head between his hands, his eyes shut. I kneeled in front of him and softly pulled away his hands from his face. O God. He was crying. In silence. Like he did the last time I saw him cry. “I don’t want you to see me crying. It’s pathetic.” He was now upright. Wiping his tears away. He tried to avoid me and I moved to be in front of him again. He never apart his ashamed gaze from the floor. “Cassian Andor, look at me.” I demand. “You’re not pathetic. You’re just broken. And maybe you only need to be fixed.” “By who?” he asked hopeless. His gaze had something that made me feeling special only for receive it. But it made me feel so nervous too. “Me” I murmured. “I love you Cassian, I love you so much and I can’t see you like that.” He stepped closer to me, angry and desperated at the same time. “don’t. Do. That.” he said hurt “don’t say that you love me. You don’t know what that means. You don’t know what I feel when you say that okay? So, if you care that much about me, then stop.” “but I love y-” I was cut and he gripped my arm and pulled me against the cold wall. “No, you don’t.” he hissed, and saw that I was scared of him. I could see worry in his eyes, and he let me go. When I returned to the cockpit sit I began to cry. I locked de door of the cabin, leaving Cassian on the other side. I heard a hit in the wall and then sobs. And more sobs. ——-/————-/————-/————-/——– 20 likes= ANOTHER PART 30 likes and 1 reblog= ANOTHER PART + SOME SHORT STORY OF THEIR LIFES IN CIELO. YOU CAN HELP ME WITH SUGGESTIONS OR REQUESTS. THANKS FOR YOUR SUPPORT GUYS💋🐍

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designandanythingelse · 7 years ago

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QOL Suggestions

I’m 220+ Hours in, and have gathered a group of about 40-50 players that frequently work together on Maps fulfilling different roles; Quartermaster, Logistician, Combat Engineer, Front Line, Specops, Medic, etc. There are a frequent number of things we comment on as time goes by, so I’ve decided to begin listing them out to see what the community thinks.

Vehicle Lock/Squadlock:

It is important to be able to squadlock/lock your vehicle to prevent new players from just running off with it or the goods you have worked hard to procure. However, this is also a HUGE point of contention among players who hate seeing 25+ squadlocked/locked vehicles sitting at the front line for hours. The wrench mechanic is nice, but should be for the enemy team only. Solution: Locked vehicles are locked, wrench required, period. Squad locked vehicles should stay squad locked (FOR YOUR TEAM) until either the following conditions are met: 1. All members of the squad are offline. 2. No member of the squad has interacted with the vehicle for 30 minutes – sometimes you don’t need the truck anymore and you forgot to remove the squadlock – it happens, even veteran players do it. Think of squadlocking as a forced notice to the team, hey, this is in use, don’t mess with it. The enemy team doesn’t care about that, so if they can wrench open the original lock, they should be able to steal it and pull things out of it all day long. As a specops player, it kills us to have to blow up a vehicle to get the things out after we steal one from the enemy team – its just insane to have to do this. Coding wise, I know this is possible, because if I blow a friendly vehicle it gives me a warning on vehicle damage – so the variable for team origin is already there.

All Chat:

I like to consider myself a pretty good player, I stream, I’m about to release some tutorial videos, and I’ve taught ~50 people how to actually use real life infantry tactics to wreck face in Foxhole, and to shoot/move/communicate. For some reason, maybe its my fault, I end up on all chat sometimes – or on a whisper – to someone I never even intended to whisper. The result is unintended communications going out – and EVERYONE does it. We should have the option to entirely disable ‘all chat’ output unless an actual button is clicked. OPSEC (Operations Security) is real, help us maintain it – Loose lips sink ships.

Quartermaster:

I’m not the guy who invented the role, but I did develop a system that I’ve taught to all 50 people I’ve invited into my discord, and they have in turn taught it to more people. Over the past 3 weeks, I’ve seen people I don’t even know using the exact system I taught my people. Perhaps some others have come to the same conclusions, perhaps it’s a train-the-trainer effect. Either way, it works and I’m giddy every time I see a QM doing their part in being efficient. New players (typically SGT and below) most often do not understand what a QM is, what they do, and why causing problems for them is single handedly the most detrimental thing you can do to your team other than running everyone over with a truck at the town hall/front line. The QM should get a special role – voted for by the team? They ask for it, someone starts the vote, and after a minute, if they win, they get a special Logistics icon next to their name in chat and in game (A wagon wheel seems appropriate). That’s all it needs to do, perhaps give them the ability to jump ahead of a queue in a factory. Inevitable new players will ask about the icon, ask about the QM, and understand its an intended and supported role by the game. Instead of having to explain yourself as QM to EVERY SINGLE NEW PERSON that thinks they can get their weapons from the weapon factory save on frustration and burnout. I love doing QM, but after 15 or so games of doing it in a row for hours on end, I just wanted to shoot anyone that approached that I did not recognize. Don’t make me toxic, please!

Boxes:

Everyone loves boxes – the box icon (star) should change to show what the majority item is in that box. So if the boxes are full of rifles, it should become the rifle icon – if it is full of BMATS, it should show the BMAT icon, if it’s empty – the star is just fine. I’ve seen lots of requests for people to label them, but that has a lot of design/ui/language problems involved – so lets skip the label and just stick to icons. They are universal, do not require user interaction to establish, and is a simple item count to image display.

If this thread becomes popular, I’ll add more based on community ideas/other things my group has noticed over the next few days.

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Cellular operators are searching for ‘pay as you go’ Netflix deals

Cell operators are pushing Netflix to introduce a ‘pay as you cross’ option for smartphones in collaboration with Cellular operators, in what might mark a departure from the Tv and movie streaming service’s subscription costs.

It’s far understood from senior sources at the Cell International Congress exchange display in Barcelona that Netflix is in ongoing and exact discussions approximately approaches to rate Cell clients for streaming or downloading person episodes, series or movies to look at on the move.

The new ‘pay as you pass’ charging model might mean Cellular operators would gather charges on Netflix’s behalf and doubtlessly take a proportion of the sales. sources near the discussions said charges were probably to differ depending on how new the programming is but could not run to a number of kilos in line with the transaction.

The United Kingdom is in line to become the test mattress for ‘pay as you pass’ Netflix, as It is understood that Britain’s largest Cell operator EE is in talks with the Silicon Valley organization. Its deal to promote, distribute and accumulate subscription fees for Apple Tune has proved a hit and bosses are seeking new approaches to consist of media offerings in Cellular packages.

Netflix already has a distribution deal in an area with EE’s figure company BT, which offers the streaming provider as part of a pay-Television subscription.

In a preceding foray into The UK Cell market, yr-lengthy free Netflix subscriptions have been offered to new Vodafone customers. What’s below dialogue now among the streaming carrier and Cellular operators is a much greater concerned partnership, resources stated.

For Netflix, a ‘pay as you go’ choice on Cellular could open up a new supply of sales from What’s a small but growing segment of viewing.

As displays and Mobile internet speeds have improved, predictions that viewers might not watch complete tv episodes on a cell phone have proved unfounded. Netflix does no longer release its statistics, however with capsules excluded Cellular gadgets ultimate month accounted for greater than a tenth of BBC iPlayer requests.

After launching with a flat subscription charge, Netflix has constructed up extra than five million Uk subscribers and progressively end up more state-of-the-art in its charging because it seeks a return on its $6bn annual programming spending. ‘Pay as you pass’ might be used to target non-subscribers who most effective want to watch a specific collection, together with the acclaimed royal drama The Crown.

Talking at Mobile International Congress on Monday evening, Reed Hastings, the Netflix’s chief executive, said: “I watch The Crown on Cellular and it was wonderful but once I advised the writer Peter Morgan that he turned into aghast.

“There are some those who are very traditional in what they want… but I suppose the displays these days are simply beautiful.

“I’d bet that antique people watch on massive screens forever and young human beings discern out The brand new paradigm that as they develop Cellular Television will become increasingly more good sized.”

Netflix denied the discussions. A spokesman stated: “Netflix is not, nor has ever, considered a pay as you cross carrier in which consumers may want to hire character series or movies.

“We’re a subscription provider that, for a flat charge, offers contributors get right of entry to to all of our content.”

Netflix Suggestions – Getting the Most From your Netflix Subscription

Netflix became set up in 1997, and that they provide the capacity to lease DVDs on-line via the internet. I to start with joined Netflix in 1999. I used to be now not happy with the provider and canceled my membership 3 months later. Fast ahead to 2005, and the excitement in my place of the job is ready Netflix. My co-employees inform me service is incredible and they love it, and I tell them I hated it. I waited approximately ten days for my first DVD, and that I in no way received any other DVDs. I used to be a member for 3 months. I forgot I was a member due to the fact I never acquired any DVDs. My co-employees inform me in another way and that I decided to try Netflix again. After three years I am nevertheless with Netflix, and I’ve convinced infinite co-employees to sign up for, and now I am going to proportion a few of my Netflix Tips with you.

Distribution Middle – Having a distribution Middle close to your property or mailing cope with will determine how quick you receive your DVDs. I stay in Honolulu, Hawaii, and the Distribution Center for Hawaii makes use of a Honolulu PO Field. If I placed my DVD within the mail on Monday, Netflix will receive the DVD on Tuesday and ship out a brand new DVD that same day. This means I might acquire my subsequent DVD on Wednesday. That is quite short if you inquire from me. Crucial: Please pay close interest to the mailing deal with at the Netflix return envelope. Every every so often a DVD may additionally take a while for transport (I find this true with a whole lot of the older movies). Test the go back address! If it isn’t always out of your nearby distribution Center, that is why delivery became delayed. Do no longer send your DVD lower back in that envelope. handiest use envelopes which have your nearby distribution Middle deal with. I normally positioned 2 DVDs in a single envelope so that I have a further envelope with my local distribution Center deal with to apply at a later time. You simplest want some more envelopes because Netflix will usually send you a return envelope.

Choose the Right Plan – I switch plans all the time, in case you Pick out the incorrect plan, you could effortlessly transfer it online. I’m currently enrolled in the three-at-a-time plan. What number of DVDs are you able to watch in a single month? if you common $2 according to DVD rental, which plan would be the nice deal? Let’s assume you could watch 8 DVDs in a month. That’s about $16 the use of my $2 DVD rental average. The three-at-a-time plan is $16.99 and the two-at-a-time plan is $13.99. In this situation, the two-at-a-time plan is a better deal because you bought $16 worth of DVD rentals for best $thirteen.99. I might in no way Choose the 1 at-a-time (Unlimited) for $eight.99 or the 1 at-a-time (2 a month) for $4.99 due to the fact in case you use my $2 average, Netflix is getting the better deal.

Getting New Releases – people continually complain to me that they by no means can get New Releases from Netflix, yet I always get New Releases. You’ll have to check this one for yourself, but in case you’re in Honolulu and put your DVDs inside the mail on Friday (Saturday and Sunday additionally work, but Friday works satisfactorily for me). Netflix will receive your DVDs on Monday. New movies are normally released on Tuesday, however, Netflix already has the DVDs prepared for shipment on Monday. Netflix will ship out The brand new Releases on Monday, and I’m able to get them in the mail on Tuesday. after I first commenced using Netflix I hardly ever were given any New Releases till I figured this out. I honestly returned one DVD on Wednesday, one on Thursday, and one on Friday and waited to peer what film on my queue was sent as Netflix obtained each DVD. So long as The new launch changed into at the top of my queue, I’d normally get The new launch added on Tuesday. If I missed the primary cargo of a brand new launch, chances are I might now not get The brand new release for a while. I can reduce down the ready time if I leave out the first shipment, by having one open delivery function, and not having whatever on my queue except for The new release. This cuts down on the quantity of DVDs I hire in a month, but if I overlooked the primary cargo of new Releases, this almost ensures that I’m able to get The brand new release on the following shipment. You can simply have New Releases on your queue, but then you definitely would not get your money well worth.

“Throttling” or “Smoothing” – Netflix denies that they “throttle” bills, however I, in my opinion, skilled throttling. Throttling or smoothing is Netflix giving priority to individuals who rent much fewer DVDs. I was on the 3 at-a-time plan and that I rented a total of 24 DVDs according to month. This went on for about three months and then I started out receiving films from different distribution centers on a weekly foundation. due to the fact the DVD came from every other distribution Center, delivery time turned into extra than doubled. In some instances, my DVDs took 3-5 days to be delivered. Netflix even sent me the same broken DVD twice. I decided to search for solutions online and found a Netflix forum. discussion board individuals mentioned “throttling”, and that I wondered if this changed into the case for me. I started to look at fewer DVDs (12 a month) and my delivery timetable went lower back to regular. I do not suppose this became an accident.

Netflix desires to make a profit, however, they don’t make an income off of a person who rents DVDs often. If a number of DVDs you hire, calculated at $2 per DVD is greater than what your month-to-month fee is, Netflix would not make tons money; therefore, Netflix offers priority to individuals who hire less. If there is a constrained amount for a selected movie, This means the infrequent renter will get a better priority and the common renter might not get the film, or the movie will come from some other distribution Middle a good way to motive a postpone in transport. that is a little sneaky, but if Netflix failed to do this, new clients would not be capable of getting the DVDs they requested, and Netflix would Most likely lose that character as a purchaser, after which no more Netflix.

broken, Misplaced, Scratched, no longer Playable DVDs – Over time I have obtained less than 6 broken DVDs. Most of the people of the broken DVDs I obtained were all through the time whilst I was renting 24 DVDs a month. It has been some time due to the fact that I acquired a broken DVD. I have obtained most effective two DVDs that were no longer Playable in both my domestic DVD participant or my Computer. I obtained most effective one DVD that turned into scratched badly enough that it’s now not play on my Laptop or my DVD player. I have in my opinion Misplaced simplest one DVD over the last three years. when sending your DVD back within the pay as you go envelope, make sure there are not any sticky surfaces on the outdoor of the envelope. I recall putting two envelopes inside the mail due to the fact one was sticking to the opposite. Netflix only received one of the envelopes. Netflix is very good about broken, Misplaced, scratched, or not playable DVDs. I’ve by no means been charged for any of those gadgets.

Netflix presents a incredible service, and Netflix also lets in you to observe some films right away on your Computer. Your laptop will want to satisfy the minimal system requirements, you’ll additionally want a fast net Connection, and best older movies have this option. The first-rate is not that tremendous the use of this approach, but Most older movies aren’t of precise first-class first of all. I think this option is top notch and it’s already protected on your monthly fee. The competitor web site didn’t have several older movies that I desired to observe, and the ability to go to a nearby save failed to appeal to me as this is the exact cause why I decided on Netflix, I did not want to get in my automobile and pressure, and with gas prices going up, having DVDs delivered to my home is plenty extra handy. I am hoping those Tips have been useful.

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