#ughhhh this chapter has so many ups and down I hope the sad and happy scenes balance out!!!

[evansbby]

wow okay, i just…

[exd3nn]

What even are we?

Chapter one: The beginning?

Masterlist

“Ughhhh I’m genuinely so sick and tired of everything”, said the 14 year old girl in a whiny voice.

“What happened now,did you get another bad grade on your math test?”

“You know me so well Amelia,but honestly it’s not just that, I’m just getting so bored of life you know? I mean I’ve been living in this city for almost a decade now and I just really want a reset in life”, the little girl started to pout at the thought that she still had to wait four more years until she can finally leave.

Oh,it seems I forgot to introduce her!

Evelynn Edelindt , an 09 baby with big dreams. Evelynn has been feeling down lately, even more than usual. She’s starting to loose hope and wishes for a brand new start. Although , knowing her mother , she won’t get it.

Her mom wants her to have a good job , a brighter future and a better life than hers. An extravagant life. Which is completely understandable , but how will Evelynn tell her mother she only wants be a simple girl?

Easy , she’ll be keeping her in the dark until it’s time.

“So you’ll actually go through with it?”, asked her friend, Elodie , concerned.

“You didn’t believe me? Of course I’ll go through with it! I even looked at how much a one-way plane ticket would cost , and it’s pretty cheap”

“Well it is a one way ticket. How much is it?”

“Only about 400 euros , which isn’t a lot if you think about the distance”

Amelia looked at Evelynn curiously ,”How will you get the money for it? Would you even have enough to get your own place?”

Evelynn smiled at her friends and began to explain:” A studio apartment in seoul isn’t that expensive if you look in the right places. After I get myself an apartment, I’ll start looking for jobs!”

“And as for the money for the flight and stuff, I’ll have enough time to save up until I turn eighteen and drop out. Don’t worry, I have everything planned out perfectly”

“What about your family, will you tell them before you leave? Or are you going to run away or something” ,asked Elodie.

“I will for sure not tell my parents” ,Evelynn looked down with a sad smile on her face ,” But maybe I’ll tell my aunt or someone close to me, just so they don’t think I went missing or something”

Amelia looked confused, wouldn’t they notice her packing her stuff and leaving the house? Evelynn continued , and shut those thoughts down. “The night before I leave for the airport, I’ll spend the night at Vivienne’s place.I won’t take too many things with me anyway ,it's called a fresh start for a reason"

Poor little Eve was longing for a new environment! New buildings , new people , a new home.

And so she waited until the time was right.

Time skip: 4 years later , 1st of August (In the eyes of Vivienne…)

“It’s my last day here you know?”

The summer breeze was refreshing , the lake was clear and the waters were calm. The sun rays hitting her face in all the right places , making her slightly tanned skin glow.

“I know”

I looked at her with sadness in my eyes and a slight , fond smile painted my face. I was sad to see her leave , but I knew that , if I wanted her to be happy , I had to let her go.

“I’ll miss you , I’ll miss this” , her hair was dancing beautifully in the wind.

“Don’t forget about these moments , instead keep them locked in your heart , safe and sound”, I turned my gaze to the camera lying on the blanket,” That’s how you’ll know I’ll always be with you” I gently lifted it off of the floor , holding it in my small hands , looking at my bitten nails. Those last moments felt bittersweet.

” Evie, smile!” “Hm?”

*Click*

[syndianites]

A Queen Serve and Protects

Chapter Six

First Chapter –> Last Chapter –> Current –> Next Chapter TBA! Summary:

Post-Style Queen, Pre-Queen Wasp.

Chloe finds the Bee Miraculous, but instead of finding an obliging, subservient Kwami, she finds the Kwami of Order and Subjugation, and Pollen is not about to let herself be used like Nooroo was.

Granted, the only danger in a teenage girl is the damage she poses to herself. Can Pollen shape Chloe into a hero? Or will she stubbornly refuse to change and remain the bitter, harsh person the city has long since known?

[My take on how Chloe’s character could have developed] ——————————————————————————————

Pollen tapped the tablet pen on the table. School had ended and the duo was officially home.

“Chloe,” Pollen began. “It has come to my attention that you don’t do your own work.”

“So?” Chloe nonchalantly replied, crossing one leg over the other from where she sat on the chaise in front of Pollen.

Pollen tried not to roll her eyes. “So, I want you to learn how to be self-sufficient.”

Chloe scoffed. “I am plenty self-sufficient.”

“Really?” Pollen had a sweet smile on her face. “Then prove it.”

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Before Chloe could make any remark, Polle flew over to her school bag. It looked more like a purse, honestly, with how much makeup and accessories she had stashed away inside. Seriously, what did you need an extra pair of heels for?

Pollen shook off the thought and grabbed the binder Chloe used for class, as well as her homework folder. Brining both items back to the table, she flipped the folder open. She pulled out the first sheet of homework she saw- something math related- and waved a paw at it.

Chloe gave her a dumbfounded look. “You want me to do that? Sabrina normally does.”

Pollen raised an eyebrow.

“Ugh, fine, I get it.” Chloe grumbled. “What does doing my own work have to do with being self-sufficient anyway?”

“When was the last time you did your own school work.”

“Ughhhh!”

Letting out a little giggle, Pollen decided to make a compromise, “For every question you get correct, I’ll let you ask a question about the Bee miraculous and its powers. However!” Pollen held a paw up before Chloe could get too excited, “For each you get wrong, you have to listen to some history and background on the miraculous.”

“Ooo-kay? How is that a loss for me? I still get to know what I want to know,” Chloe replied.

If only the poor girl knew.

Pollen beamed. “I’m glad you asked! You know how much you love our ‘Bee Nice’ Sessions?”

Chloe groaned.

“Anything I tell you will come along with lessons. I will tell you tales that are important for a number of reasons. And you have to sit through all of them!”

Chloe’s eye twitched. That sounded excruciating. Buuuut, she did want to know more about what powers the Bee miraculous could give her. It was just a simple math worksheet. Surely, it couldn’t be that hard. So Chloe took out a blank sheet of paper and began working.

She was wrong. So, so wrong. Chloe was by no means a bad student. She got solid B’s and pleased her daddy enough with her grades to get by. Did she need to have a study session with Sabrina before each test or quiz to get the contents down? Yes.

But that was all pish-posh. She figured if she could pick up enough for a test or quiz a day before it, she could do homework with no problem. Apparently, she hadn’t been giving Sabrina enough credit. That girl made it so much easier than this.

It didn’t help that her notes were a total disaster. Half-finished sentences, unclear instructions, and a clear lack of interest in each page. For a moment Chloe cursed her own apathy. She wanted to know more, damnit! 

By the time she finished she felt exhausted. Pollen, ever chipper, hummed as she looked through each question. She procured a pen and started making marks. That was a lot of red. Oh GOD, there was so much red.

Pollen tapped the pen to her chin in thought. Giving a nod, she wrote a score at the top of her sheet.

6/15. 

That was just under half! And that meant she would have failed had it been a test. Chloe resisted the urge to hit her head on the table. She could not afford to be forced into tutoring. Again.

Despite Chloe’s despair, Pollen was excited. This was better than she was expecting! Sure, she had been hoping for closer to a 75% or 80%, but Chloe at least had the idea down.

Plus this meant she could drill some more lessons into her charge.

Rubbing her paws together, she addressed Chloe. “Alright. Since it is almost an even split, let’s go back and forth with questions and history. I’ll start with a history lesson first, since you missed more than you got correct. But since I’m feeling nice, I’ll give you a choice here: Would you rather hear some history about my previous holders first, or about all the miraculous as a whole?”

“Your past wielders, of course! I need to know who would be so lucky to use the same miraculous as moi.” Chloe flipped her hair back to accentuate her point.

Pollen huffed. Nonetheless, she thought back to her past holders, humming all the while. Who would be the best to start with to help Chloe learn? 

She smiled as someone came to mind. “Now, before we start, I should say that we aren’t always deployed to battle some great evil. Sometimes, we are let out into the world to help inspire something. For me, I either inspire Order and Control. Or, when that gets to be too much, I inspire freedom from Order and Control.”

“Wait,” Chloe interrupted. “Why would you go against your whole Order thing?”

“I thought you wanted to talk about past wielders first,” Pollen brought a paw up to her lips to hide a smile. “To get into that would mean I would have to talk about all the miraculous.”

“Ugh, fine, whatever. Tell me the basics about all the miraculous first. But! You better tell me about your past users after!” Chloe conceded, pouting at the little god.

Pollen started again. “Like I said, we don’t always need a great evil to fight. At their core, each miraculous is meant to balance out their respective aspects. Tikki- Ladybug’s kwami- is the kwami of Light and Creation, for example. She is largely put out into the world to inspire new ideas and innovation.”

Chloe scrunched her nose in confusion. “Didn’t you say you also get put out to stop Order and Control? Why would you ever want to stop Light and Creation?”

“Well,” Pollen looked off to the side. “You can’t endlessly create. Tikki works on a more individual scale. She inspires Light and Creation in people as individuals. I, however, inspire Order and Subj- Control in a much larger scheme. After all, a bee’s focus is on the hive, isn’t it?”

“In any case, sometimes people burn themselves out when creating too much or spreading too much light. If you give and give and give, what is left for you? Nothing. And those left with nothing often crumble and fall apart- or worse. Tikki, when she is needed to, can either help her holder ease off themselves or help their holder teach others to let go of such demanding responsibility.”

Chloe nodded slowly. That… sort of made sense. “So it’s like when Adr- a friend of mine kept being happy and smiling even after his mother died to help others stop being sad. Because he wanted others to feel ‘lighter’” She made finger quotes, “Despite the tragedy that happened?”

“Yes, that could be a good example,” Pollen agreed. “If your friend gave away all his light and such to others, it could burn him out and leave him feeling empty and cold. Though, in this case I would lean more into the Peacock- he worked to give good emotion to others to cover their grief. But we’ll get there in a moment.”

“Plagg, Chat Noir’s kwami, is Tikki’s counterpart. He is the kwami of Dark and Destruction.” Pollen stopped as Chloe seemed to ponder that.

“If he is all about dark and destruction, wouldn’t that make him more likely to be evil?” Chloe mused.

Pollen, for her part, wasn’t bothered by the question. “If I am all about order and control, wouldn’t I be more likely to use and abuse people?”

Chloe bit her lip, but shook her head no.

“Exactly. Just because that is what we represent it does not mean we are prone to be good or evil. In the balance of all things, there IS no good and evil. Really, it just comes down to what a certain group likes or dislikes, or how a person’s morals are aligned.”

“Okay, no, Hawkmoth is totally evil. There is no doubt about that. How could taking control of others and using their emotions to turn them into monsters be seen as a good thing?” Chloe didn’t like the idea of Hawkmoth being in the ‘right’ at all. It went against everything he had done to Paris.

“Well,” Polled offered, “Does Hawkmoth see himself as evil?”

Chloe sat back in her seat. If movies were anything to go by, he probably didn’t. She sighed and motioned Pollen to continue

Pollen pushed on. “In any case, Plagg is often put into the world to ruin things. Surprising, isn’t it? But sometimes the best things are made in the ashes of destruction. Growing from losing things is important for many people. Like how your friend lost his mom- he likely felt sad and lost. But if he grew from that? He could learn to see that others will have his back and he can lean on them. Even in the hard times.”

Chloe looked away from Pollen. She was right, sort of. When Adrien’s mom died, Chloe had been there trying her best to cheer him up. Did it really work? No. But she helped him escape the house and run around the city with her, and watch stupid cartoons and shows, and sometimes, just sometimes, get him to smile.

“But losing your mom isn’t a good thing!” Chloe snapped back. “That devastated my friend and his family.”

“I know, and I’m sorry I painted it as such. Loss is a horrible thing to endure. But I wanted to make a connection to something you mentioned.” Pollen bowed her head. “Destruction is rarely a happy thing. But, a more positive example would be something more metaphorical- the destruction of insecurities, or breaking a bad relationship, or- or bashing down a wall so you can open up a room to have more space!”

Sighing, Pollen shook her head. “It is far too easy to see Dark and Destruction as a bad thing. Darkness can be used to hide when you don’t feel safe. Or it can be used to tone down how bright something is when you feel blinded. It can also be used as a complement and give things more depth.”

“Of course, Plagg has also been put out to tame destruction. Have you ever heard the phrase ‘fighting fire with fire’? It’s the idea that you fight destruction with destruction. But he can also help people see their bad habits, or the things that hurt them, and get them to reign them in and stop themselves before it’s too late.”

“Okay, sure, that makes sense. But didn’t you just describe Tikki and Plagg as opposites anyway? Light and Dark, Creation and Destruction? Why do they need to get people to go against their aspect when the other IS the opposite?” Chloe butt in.

Pollen brightened. “That’s technically later in this lesson, but I can touch on it now. You’ve likely noticed that Ladybug and Chat Noir came together as a pair, correct?” At Chloe’s nod, she continued. “That is because they are like Yin and Yang- opposites that complete each other. While other kwamis do have opposites, none quite work the same as Tikki and Plagg. They were once a single being- one that was the kwami of Balance.”

“Well,” Pollen rubbed her cheek, “They weren’t a kwami, per se. But that is too much to explain for right now. You recall how Hawkmoth’s goal is to get the Ladybug and Black Cat miraculous?”

“Of course, that’s all he ever talks about when he akumatizes someone!”

“Well, that’s because when you combine the two into one you can have any wish granted.”

“What!” Chloe slammed her hands down on the coffee table, startling Pollen. “That’s horrible! I mean, the power is cool, but if Hawkmoth got his grubby hands on that wish who knows what he would wish for!” 

“Exactly! But there’s a catch with that- whatever you wish for will have an equal and opposite consequence. If you wished for someone to come back to life? Someone else must die. If you want to have all the power in the world? Everyone else must become powerless. These may sound simple, but the gravity is just as dire as the wish would be grand.”

Chloe fell back. “So, if I- well, if I wished for my mom to love me..?”

“It depends,” Pollen shrugged. “Maybe everyone else around you would hate you. Maybe your father would stop loving you. Or, in a more subtle fashion, she wouldn’t love the real you, just a facsimile of you. Whoever she thinks you are. Sure, there are ways to make a wish that has a mostly positive outcome- for the one making the wish- but the consequence will always hurt someone. Even if it has to be a lot of someones.”

The two fell into silence after that declaration. It was a heavy thought. What could drive someone to want to change something so badly they would be willing to suffer or let others suffer for it? How cold hearted must you be? 

The whole thing baffled Chloe. She could just ring her father and have what she wanted with no consequence. Could she imagine doing something so drastic as to ruin someone’s life to make hers better?

Instead of voicing any of this, Chloe leaned forward. “So tell me about the other miraculous…”

[origami10]

Ajin ch 86 thoughts

Okay, it’s been a little bit! Thoughts and spoilers under the cut! (Warning, this is very long)

Writing this in a word doc because a) I don’t want to risk going on tumblr and b) I don’t want to risk the post getting deleted in the middle  [note from the end: this ended up being four pages long in a Word document, so I’m sorry]

Ahhhh, last time buying the digital magazine ><    Until... if... Sakurai starts publishing something new...

It seems kind of unfair not to have Ajin be the cover feature if it’s ending DX I guess they’re just starting with a new series, though. Is that how that works? (It has a main character with white hair so I might be interested...) It’s at the beginning of the mag.

Okay, yeah, pages 111-175.  Aggghhhh I’ve always put off reading the end of series, but I think this is the first one I’ve been up to date with when it actually ended. Promised Neverland was close.

ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

ooh completely new characters...?????? whoops overshot the starting page by a few ughhhh it’s definitely the last one... I mean we knew that, but still..... OMG NO IT’S IZUMI AND TANAKA ISN’T IT??    jeez woah  I can’t wait to hear other readers’ reactions    [edit: yes this was about clover, and she recorded her reaction, which was beautiful ;u;] also omg they’re at least appearing together

omg Sakurai’s author’s note: “It’s very cold, isn’t it. Everyone, I hope you don’t catch a cold.”       YOU’RE NOT EVEN GOING TO ACKNOWLEDGE IT’S ENDING?

okay, so at least some time skip Tanaka: New identity, who dis Ooh, Izumi called Tanaka “anta” – the rude/familiar version of ‘you’, rather than the polite one. Honestly I don’t remember but it’s probably what she called him previously. And then turns around and called him anata the next page X’D  Okay, I’m glad that not being consistent is okay in Japanese, I always worry/wonder about that ooooh so Tanaka doesn’t have a new identity YET. I wonder how long it’s been?? omg Tosaki prepared it??    Was he thinking that far ahead? Or is he not dead....   ???  okay so he made it ahead of time     oh, and Izumi was the one who asked him for it??? Oh wow, Izumi has yet another change of identity. I wonder if she’s back to (omggg I forget D: her original name... Tainaka [hah]) Also another great shot emphasizing their height difference X’) lmaoooo I always love when there manages to be some humor oh, they’re only about three years apart! I wonder if that helps pin down the timeline at all??

Aw, Izumi still respects Tosaki lmao  “I’m going home.” “You really have places to be?”  Oh I guess that wasn’t quite it- she really was wondering if he was had a living location... so he has been kinda on the run ><    [Sakurai. Sakurai, happy ending. There is, right? Right?]

Oh dude I really didn’t think we’d get any resolution on that ship and like, idk if this counts as resolution but it sure looks like it does right now okay I’m really sorry but part of me is like ///we’re using so many of the remaining pages on this///  although oh I guess it’s only been 10 pages... it feels like so many since the chapters have been so short lately...

heyyyyy  I mean we kinda knew the U.S. ajin would be back or else what was the point of introducing them Ogura not being dead at the end of the series is extremely impressive (also hopefully Kai :prayer hands:  as in I think he survived) so Ogura didn’t tell them he was coming back huh ... with the crew??? :eyes emoji: lmao AND they thought he was dead, I’m cackling oh okay so they had heard he wasn’t dead the close up of Jim’s face reminds of Kai somehow I guess this manga isn’t so long (and the U.S. ajin left enough of an impression) that at least we’re not like WHO ARE THESE PEOPLE “I’ll kill you!!” “Go ahead!!”  HA Winnn I think the people in this series need to get their idea of ‘fun’ checked I don’t really understand what he says in the bubble after that... I’ll have to check the English did he like, metaphorically die because he’s out of FKs? I’m not up on my cigarette brands enough to know if that’s an FK or not... I think it’s what the brand turned into...? oh no what’s this omg    is it gonna be Kai? Are they all gonna be in there? Kotobuki??   also this is already super sad that not everyone got out of jail free... unless they did and I’ll see... but also it’s realistic so all for the best I guess?  i have no idea OH HA I thought it was the juvenile detention center but it’s Takahashi !  o_o not entirely sure I understand what Takahashi says to the guard either at least everyone’s having... fun??? KAI KAI KAI    gahhhh this looks exactly like how ch 69 started and agh they’re both in juvie but ahhhhh they’re together??         I’m already scared to read and actually find out –o- oh wait they have dates to get out!  and they said plural ‘we’ “That was fast”  I feel like that panel represents what this chapter means to me somehow lmao they just want them to be not their problem anymore... that really wraps it up nicely, hilariously, and realistically I’m glad I’m not translating this because there are really a couple lines where I don’t completely understand them “something happened that day”  um, yeah WOW I did NOT think we were going to get an answer to whether Kai was an ajin now or not, but I feel like that definitively answers that question?????     also that’s terribly funny HE DOESN’T EVEN KNOW KEI REVIVED HIM??       -punches a wall-  Kai’s whole personality is  ‘I don’t really remember that happening’  >_____________________________> Kei... gave Kai a reason to live... because he almost died...?      I still kinda have faith in this wrapping up well but GOD Kai is not a character to invest all your emotion into, laughs cryingly Kotobuki: “You literally never make any sense, man.” oh no “ano natsu” GAH

I just realized that this almost certainly means Kai and Kou never met. There isn’t enough keysmashing in the world to express my desire to throw my laptop at a wall right now

In no way shape or form did I ever expect to get closure on Akiyama, even on him getting out of the barrel

Manabe definitely stole whatever it is he’s holding but it was probably some kind of personal effects...?  [my powers of prediction suck most of the time] he really looks beat up now ;u; Izukyū-Shimoda... Win, that’s not where you traveled, is it?  Maybe I saw it on the Sunday NHK travel program... but it’s also the end of the train line and has ferries going out into the ocean islands.  Is he getting away, or going home.......? or to Hirasawa or something...?

well that was an extremely abrupt shift are they really shooting Satou up into space they’re not using him as a test subject are they that sounds like an even more awful idea than I ever could have come up with okay... oh jeez can we please please not have Satou be Captain America you just KNOW he’s going to make trouble again, ,, , , ,!!

oh jeez Eriko! I didn’t expect to see her but it’s nice! it’s really sinking in that that’s all the closure we’re going to get on Kai isn’t it Eriko tsundere as if that needed confirmed okay cool, so she’s out of the hospital (for now)

It does seem appropriate? Likely? That Kei didn’t go home. WE BETTER SEE KOU THIS CHAPTER oh, it’s fall   (or winter? Izumi said it was cold...) oh phew

Sakurai said RIP KeiKai shippers I guess....  but they still influenced each other so that’s still shippable even though they’re not together?  sigh not everything is so straightforward and I guess it’s good it reflects that

Kei looks happy enough was Kei working a blue collar job with Kou or something? That’s 100% unexpected Kou adorable omg what is his new name gonna be Also ;-; so they’ve giving ajin rights but everyone’s still staying undercover...? or Kou isn’t I guess, that’s sweet oh wow we admit Tosaki’s great     I guess last chapter’s statement that they found his remains must have settled whether he’s alive or not ‘iroiro atta na’  YOU THINK    also pretty sure that’s Kai’s line from the drama CD what’s with that Kei face??? OMG PERF       also that is scarily close to what I wrote in a fic, but also pretty much to be expected crap I guess at least Tanaka and Izumi are with each other? KAI’S MOON JACKET   WITH THE SMILIE       we really messed up characterizing Kai as the sun haha he’s out he’s out he’s out is he going to meet someone literally zooming out on everyone (like at the end of last chapter too) is kinda messing with me Like they’re still around and doing stuff but we aren’t (don’t get to) watch them anymore Kou saying ‘let’s all meet again’... my heart is warm ;0; LMAO

we can at least rest assured that everyone stayed in character

I can’t I can’t I can’t  [note, this was when I thought Kei saying ‘nah’ was the last page]

O MM FRICKING GODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD

omg Sakurai you’ve done it again bwahahaah a coworker hit him and is like ‘oh cool fine nevermind’ this is WAY more hilarious than I was expecting for this chapter How do I always forget that Ajin has so much comedy not remembering what page number the chapter ends on is nice

Tankobon releases May 7th in Japan Elizaaaaaa Kei’s got a Shion coat

alright uh well I guess that’s good, in a way, we still get to imagine whatever we want

Finishing it hasn’t sunk in yet, I’ve have to get back to you on that one.

[jasmehraj]

Batboys and Marinette

Meeting Tim next.

My long time rival, the person I hate but still love is back. My elder sister was gone for a week and now she's back. Ughhhh.

Lets not gush about that.

This is the new chapter . I was so invested in writing it I just forgot to write the other book. Nevermind.

Enjoy:)

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When they landed, Penny woke her up,"Five minutes more."She groaned.

Penny giggled."If I gave you five more minutes the plane is going to fly away with you."

She opened one eye and saw Penny sitting beside her. A few words moved through her mind as she took in the location she was in 'Plane' 'Penny' 'Gotham' and 'SHIT'. She stood up quickly, embarrassed. Her cheeks had turned red. Oh God. She halfheartedly glared at Penny who just giggled and they both exited the plane together with Jagged and Fang of course. Many scents filled her nose. They were all so sad, angry or unhappy. If there was any of them which was happy, she couldn't make it out. They went towards a big and fancy (classical rock-n-roll) car. She shook her head fondly. They got inside the car.

They reached the hotel 'Wayne hotel'. She will ask her uncle what this Wayne is later. They walk in. Her hand itched to draw something. She had seen 5 star hotels before. But this is different, more Gothic styled. Jagged talked to the receptionist and then they all went inside. They went inside the elevator to all the way up to the 11th floor. Seriously why does their room have to be so far anyway? When they reached their room, she immediately pulled out her sketchbook and jolted down the ideas.

"About your school Marinette. You will attend Gotham Academy. Tomorrow is your first day-"Penny cut Jagged mid-sentence."We understand it will be a lot of pressure for you to handle. So, I think you can skip tomorrow."

"No Penny I am going to be fine."Penny smiled,"You know you can tell us if you want something okay?"

"Yes Aunt Penny."Marinette giggled.

"The next room is ours. You can come if you have any nightmares."

"Penny!"

Then they left her room. She decided to take a nap. When she woke up it was afternoon. Not wanting to go downstairs. She called room service. She ate her lunch and opened her website. 'Might as well do some work.' She scrolled down the requests to find a commission request from  Timothy Drake, Co-ceo of Wayne enterprises.'What is this Wayne?'

She knocked on Penny and Jagged's door. Penny opened the door and let her in.

"What do you need Marinette?"Penny asked smiling.

"Actually I wanted to ask What is Wayne?"This caught the attention of Jagged.

"Waynes are the richest family of Gotham Marinette."Jagged said.

Marinette's eyes widened,"I just got a commission request from the Co-CEO of Wayne enterprises.

"Congratulations Marinette."Penny said clapping her hands together.

"But How am I going to do this? What if he didn't like my designs? What if I-"

Penny effectively cut her off by putting a finger on her lips.

"This is not rock-n-roll Marinette. Don't underestimate yourself. You are the most rock-n-roll designer and you are my niece."

"Jagged is right Marinette. Have faith in yourself. I've heard that the Co-CEO is your age too. You just need to act normal. You can gain a new friend."

"Thank you Penny,Jagged."

"You're welcome Marinette."

She went to her room almost bouncing on her toes. She quickly replied to Timothy Drake.

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To: Timothy Drake

From : MDC Designs

Monsieur Timothy Drake, I have seen your commission request. I am currently in Gotham. So we can meet up. Give me the time and place. There we can discuss about your commission and all other details. I hope we meet soon.

MDC.

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She looked at the time. 'I can read everything about Gotham. I can't go out without precautions.' The ting of her phone startled her. It was a message from Timothy.

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To: MDC

From: Timothy Drake

Thank you very much for choosing me. I am a very big fan of your work. I have seen every single cloth you have made for Jagged Stone. I love your work. You somehow personalize your designs and even manage to put your own touch in it. Commissioning you is like a dream come true. I am very excited. My brothers are going to be so jealous. Yes we can meet up today or tomorrow whenever you want. I can come right now. Thank you, Thank you, Thank you.

We can meet up tomorrow at 'Not poisoned cafe' at 4 pm if that's okay with you.I am looking forward to meet you. This is my number if you want any change in it. xxxxxx-xxxx.

Timothy Drake.

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Marinette giggled he looks very excited to meet her. She looked at the clock 2:45 pm. She could meet with him right now. She hasn't been out since they landed. She knocked at Jagged and Penny's door. This time Jagged was the one who opened the door."Yes, Marinette?"

"Can I meet up with him now? I mean I am getting bored inside anyway."

Penny came and said,"Gotham is dangerous city Marinette. We can't let you go alone."

Marinette hummed and said,"I can ask him to come here, then you can meet him too."

"Of course, we can manage that."Penny also nodded.

She went to her room and called the number.

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"Hello is this Timothy Drake."

"Yes this is Timothy Drake. May I have your name."

"I am MDC from MDC designs-" There was a sound on the other side that sounded like a mug hitting the floor.

"Oh MDC, I-I am sorry." Marinette Giggled at that.

"Its okay, Monsieur Drake. I am calling you to say that I am free. We can meet up in an hour but can you come pick me up. My uncle and Aunt doesn't want to let me go alone. And we just landed about 12 hours ago. Only if that's okay for you."

"Of course. I can come pick you up at 4 just tell me which hotel you are staying at?"

"Umm, Wayne Hotel. So see you in an hour."

"Goodbye."

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She stood up, stretched and started to get ready. She chose a black tank top and shorts. She pulled her hair in pigtails and wore black shoes. Then she readied everything.

       Measuring tape, check

Cookies for Tikki, check

My Phone, check

After checking everything, she checked the time and took sunglasses. She doesn't want anyone to see her face. Maybe she can tell him to not call me MDC. She knocked on the next door.

"Come in."She went in.

"Jagged, Penny, he is going to be here in 5 minutes. Should I tell him my name or not?"Jagged wanted to say something, but Penny beat him to it.

"That's up to you, Marinette."Penny said whilst typing on computer.

"Okay Uncle Jagged. I think if I felt comfortable, I am going to tell him."

She took the elevators and went down. Just as she exited a boy about her age in a suit walked to the receptionist.

"I am sorry Mr. Drake but I don't know whose name is MDC."The boy looked very confused.

She walked to him and tapped his shoulder,"Are you Monsieur Drake?"

He said,"I almost panicked that I heard the hotel name wrong."

She giggled."My identity is a secret. Let's go meet Uncle and Aunty."

"Okay."He said. She grabbed his hand gently and smiled at him. His scent was very sweet like coffee? and he was an Alpha. She then led him to the elevator. If she had turned to see him, she would have seen the blush on his face as he looked at their interlocked hands.

When they reached the door she knocked on it. A muffled come in was heard. She opened the door and led him inside. He froze. Her uncle and aunty were Jagged stone and Penny rolling? He can tell that they were real when he saw a very familiar crocodile coming to him and sniffing him.

"Ah! you must be Timothy Drake. I am Jagged Stone." Jagged stood in front of him. His scent was very cheerful.

"I-I am T-Tim. Umm."He cleared his throat."Its an honor to meet you Mr. Stone I am a very big fan of yours."He finally managed to say.

"Hello Tim, I am Penny Rolling, his assistant."

"Its really an honor to meet you. Am I hallucinating?"The last part was muttered to himself.

"Now that you have met him and even Fang has approved. Can I go?"Marinette said.

"Of course. Take your measurements in your room and-"He turned to Tim"If you tried anything funny I will make Fang eat you."

"Yes sir."

Then they went to her room. She tossed her sunglasses aside and held out her hand,"Hello I am Marinette." He shook it,"Tim. Can I call you Nettie."

"Of course." She finally looked at him carefully. She had to admit he was very handsome and his blue eyes were beautiful. He even smelled like COFFEE! Why is he not energized though?He had deep bags under his eyes. Rarely sleeps then.

He looked at her face carefully. She had black hair and pale skin. Freckles dusted on her nose and cheek bones. Her bluebell eyes she is going to be the death of him. Who knew his favorite designer will be so beautiful?

SNEAK PEEK

They just stared into each others eyes for some time. Marinette broke first. She grabbed his arm and made him sit on her bed..........

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Hope you enjoyed.  I got tired. Sorry I am not good at describing clothes.

Love,

Jasmehraj.

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Reminicenses (Trixya) Ch5-Scoobert

Trixya high school au: so this is set when they’re both adults but each chapter has a flashback to their high school days. It’s loosely based on a song ‘caught in the crowd’, by Kate Miller-Heidke, an Australian singer I really like and saw live the other day. I cried when I heard her sing this and yeah I know it’s a little bit sad but I thought of the awesome Trixya au it could be. The song’s about Kate reminiscing on how she should’ve helped this kid out when he was being bullied in school, so this is basically the extended version of that.

An: Ah so this is the last chapter, I really enjoyed writing this story, I think it ends on a sad but cute note, hopefully you like it, if anyone has any feedback, I would love to hear it :D

Xx Scoobert

Katya POV

I finished mopping the floor and changed into some comfy pyjamas. I grabbed the menu and ordered some noodles, mmmm noodles and some rice and prawn crackers mmmm prawn crackers 🍤🍜.  Once I picked out a fantastic movie to watch (it’s Contact, it’s a really great movie, you should totally watch it), I grabbed the cosiest blanket and some new cups of tea for each of us, hopefully it wouldn’t go as bad as it had last time.

Trixie shyly opened the door of my bathroom and walked out with a timid smile on her face. Damn, if anyone could look as good in track pants.

‘Hey Barbie, nice shower?’ I asked.

‘Yeah, good to freshen up thanks.’

‘Bet it would’ve been better with me in there with you,’ I smiled at her slyly while she let out a cackle, the timidness she’d previously donned gone. The doorbell rang and I went to go collect our dinner.

‘I hope you don’t mind I picked out an amazing movie for us to watch!’

‘Oh yeah, what is it huh?’

‘CONTACT!’ I exclaimed, leaping from my spot on the couch.

‘Hmmm okay, whatever you reckon.’

We both settled in, forks in hand and I played the movie. Once we’d finished our dinner, both of us glad at our food babies we’d developed, I attempted to scoot closer to her. Now that we’d both gotten over our previous sadness and cried ourselves silly, I could finally focus on Trixie and her hot body without feeling guilty.

But then again, maybe she wouldn’t want me. I hadn’t been the one to bully her, I would never do that of course, but some people say that onlookers are just as bad if not worse because they know what’s happening is wrong. I had been that person, too selfish, too scared, too… that was high school Katya and she was gone now. As Trixie said, people change and we’ve both moved on.

But as I scooted closer, I couldn’t help but wonder, maybe she still hated me, I suppose I would if I were her…

‘Come on Katya, I need a cuddle buddy after all that crying earlier’

And just like that all my worries were dispelled and being my usual self I moved so I was right next to her, wrapping my arm around her neck and letting her lean into me so her head was on my shoulder. I could feel her warmth underneath me and from one glance down, I could she was smiling, presumably not from the movie, although to be honest, I would be content either way. This is a fucking great movie, let’s not forget.

As the movie went on I could tell that her previous emotion was…probably not from the movie, in fact I was so involved in the movie that I hadn’t realised she’d fallen asleep. I leant my head up softly, so as not to wake her and kissed her head gently. Her long luscious curls tangled up with my own. I looked down at her, at her soft smile as she slept, her slightly red but hopeful eyes and her, oh god, Katya, don’t look there, she’s asleep right on top of you for gosh sake. I gave her one more kiss, this time on the cheek, before sitting back and relaxing.

Flashback

Once I’d got home, I left my bike round the corner. I’d decided to go to my mom’s because her house was near Brian’s, although reflecting, maybe that wasn’t the best idea. I didn’t really want to face him after what happened. How could I? I’d completely betrayed him. We’d had such a nice chat at lunch and I just left him to be kicked by those bullies. And after he’d told me how tough he had it at home, god Katya. You should understand him, feel empathy, but instead you fucking watched him lie in his own blood.

Okay calm down Katya, as soon as you see him tomorrow morning apologise to him profusely and…and then what, become magical happy lil best friends for life who skip on rainbows together and eat fairy floss for every meal. I don’t think so. What does happen from this point? I can’t apologise to him and then just ignore him at school or worse let it happen again, but if I do want to become friends with him that could be me lying on the pavement lying in their own blood, tomorrow after school.

Nah they wouldn’t do that to me, those guys know me, we’re frien…okay maybe not friends, but I’d like to think I’m at least friends with Alaska. Then why do I kinda get the feeling that it could be me. Would she really disregard our friendship that quickly? Well I never did actually tell her that I’m bisexual. I just didn’t really feel the need I suppose. Or maybe it was something else, maybe I was scared that she’d react weirdly or look at me different. She probably would if she already reacts so badly to Brian.

I don’t see what’s so wrong about it, Brian isn’t fucking hurting anybody, I bet he’s never even flirted with anyone in his life, let alone anyone at school. Why do they hate him so much, are they scared of him or something? I dunno I just want it to be over, I don’t wanna deal with it anymore.

No, stop it!

What are you going to do when you see him tomorrow, you have to think about it and make a strategic move. You could make this kid’s life a little bit happier or you could destroy your own. Okay you know that’s not true, you’d probably make his life a whole lot better. Alaska absolutely brightened up my world when she talked to me. Granted everything we talked about was about her, at least I had someone to talk to. It was a nice feeling. Imagine how happy you could make this kid Katya, imagine how much happier you’d be not having to hang out with Alaska every day of your life.

But…

‘What the fuck are you doing here, can’t you go to your dad’s or something, bloody hell! Does this mean I have to feed you, ughhhh.’

‘Um, hi mom, sorry, I just wanted to come here, I’ll just grab some toast or something, don’t worry about me.’

‘Oooh just wanted to come here did you,’ she mocked. ‘Well go ahead then I suppose, be quiet about it though, I’m trying to watch my programs!’

‘Sure, thanks mom!’

I hurried over to the kitchen and grabbed the toast when it was probably only half done (or fully done I suppose for those losers that eat barely cooked toast). I rushed to the back of the house, where I had a little room with a mattress on the floor. I sat on the bed, and watched some YouTube on my phone, trying to distract myself while I ate. Trying to distract myself from what I really needed to think about.

Once I’d eaten I changed into some pyjamas and went to brush my teeth, walking quietly so as not to disrupt my mom’s programs. As I brushed my teeth, I couldn’t help but coming back to the same problem which raced around my head like it was grand theft auto or something.

You dick, just apologise, and be his friend! Then what? Auhghghghufifquajnvkclmw.

You know what, you are being absolutely ridiculous, just go to his house right now and talk to him, explain what’s happening and how much you want to be his friend. Explain why you can’t continue to be his friend because it’ll ruin your social standing and you don’t want to get bullied like he does? No…shit! What do I say??! Okay just go there and say whatever comes out and hope he listens.

I crept out quietly not bothering to let my mom know I was going out; not like she’d care anyways. I tried to remember where he lived and when I saw the bike parked around the side of the house, I knew it was his.

Okay, lets do this. Front door? Mmm don’t really want to say hi to this awful stepfather of his. Window? Eh I suppose so, I already slowly kill my lungs every afternoon, nothing to lose.

I sneaked around the house and saw a room which had a sparkle of pink, yup got it! I climbed carefully up the strategically placed vine hanging on the side of the house and onto the side roof. I peeked my head up carefully and looked around the dark bedroom.

Ohhhhh my god. It’s a déjà vu that I never, ever wanted to relive again. He was on the ground, a small pool of blood surrounding him. I bit my lip from the stress and could feel a little blood trickle into my own mouth.

His stepfather…it must have been him.

God, I can’t go in there, I just can’t.

Then he seemed to wake up and I probably should have left as soon as I saw movement, but I had to stay, had to see his face.

Bad idea, bad idea, such a bad idea. His face, it was the same one that had filled me with a thousand pounds of lead earlier this afternoon. The one that made me want to walk over to him and cuddle him in my arms and stroke his hair.

But god, I couldn’t go in there, I just couldn’t.

End flashback

I drew a deep sigh as I thought of what had happened that night so many years ago.

After all this time, I’d finally made amends, she’d gone through some rough shit, but it was over, her life had changed, it was all gone. Hopefully she could eventually tell me the whole truth of what’d gone down in her high school years. There would proba…definitely be way more tears to come.

If I could be a part of it, a part of her life, god would I be grateful, I’d never ever leave her again. Never let her be in pain, loneliness or any of the sucky emotions my ‘friends’ or her bloody stepfather put her through.

 I’d be there for her, for Trixie.

The end