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kithtaehyung · 11 months

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oh my. i tried to keep my thoughts while reading busted, but these are all over the place.

As always, Dominique is quick and to the point. “A man that’s waiting outside your door.”

MIN FUCKING YOONGI I LOVE YOU!! of course he’s there to make sure she’s okay 😭

He’s not supposed to be in here he can’t be here and you’re telling him that but he pulls you in so tight that the rest of your tears rain down in sheets.

mine too.

“So you probably won’t see me for awhile.”

NO NO NO NO

“For us,” he corrects, swooping in to give you one more soul-shattering kiss.

he is so in love with her and it is eating him alive. i am not well.

“Yoongi I -“

You hear another insistent knock before he slings you into the nearest wall, and he grips the back of your head so hard you sob into his mouth.

“ I know.”

ryen. was she about to say she loves him because i feel like she was and he knows and now i’m crying.

her whole conversation with her brother is breaking my heart. their parents just left? no wonder bro is so protective of her.

“I was there first, doll.”

fuck.

“And no hanging up this time.”

he really isn’t giving up on her, even when she shuts herself off. oh my god 😭

You accidentally spill your drink.

And you sob.

she’s a little too real for that

And seven minutes later, when you see him doubling over at the bazillion noisy bags in your arms, you laugh along at the absurdity of it all.

i’m so glad you made me laugh in the midst of all this pain. girl was for sure getting into that car lmao

“You soaked - aish - my whole apartment!”

love when i can literally hear yoongi as i read 🫶🏻

“She was gonna be your surprise,” he finally murmurs. “For getting the gig.”

stop it right now

Never noticing how the shirt you’re wearing collects rain.

oh someone give this boy a hug, he’s hurting and so very in love 😣

THE END? i guess i know where the chapter name comes from 😵‍💫

SO DAMN GOOD RYEN. i’m at a loss for words. i’m so glad you took your time with this - quite possibly a new favorite. these two just keep falling more and more. we already know how ms. doll feels, but the way we are suddenly seeing it all pour out of yoongi?? my heart cannot handle it. i can’t wait to see what happens next.

- 🧿

aaaaand we finally get to respond to all the spoiler asks!! i'm so excited ball let's get into it under the cut MWAHAHA

As always, Dominique is quick and to the point. “A man that’s waiting outside your door.” MIN FUCKING YOONGI I LOVE YOU!! of course he’s there to make sure she’s okay 😭 He’s not supposed to be in here he can’t be here and you’re telling him that but he pulls you in so tight that the rest of your tears rain down in sheets. mine too.

UGHHH YEAH.. yoongi being at the door the first time was already a lot but he's there again and by hIMSELF?? all to check in on reader like can we get a box of tissues pls?

“So you probably won’t see me for awhile.” NO NO NO NO “For us,” he corrects, swooping in to give you one more soul-shattering kiss. he is so in love with her and it is eating him alive. i am not well.

stopppp your commentary is already making me cry!

“Yoongi I -“ You hear another insistent knock before he slings you into the nearest wall, and he grips the back of your head so hard you sob into his mouth. “ I know.” ryen. was she about to say she loves him because i feel like she was and he knows and now i’m crying.

it's all up to interpretation here😩 but i love this guess so much my heart is crying real tears

her whole conversation with her brother is breaking my heart. their parents just left? no wonder bro is so protective of her.

like.... that convo means a lot to me. i just want and need them both to be as happy as possible. bro is the fcking MAN T^T

“I was there first, doll.” fuck. “And no hanging up this time.” he really isn’t giving up on her, even when she shuts herself off. oh my god 😭

that's what i love about him. him and reader are very similar. just like reader didn't walk out and didn't give up, he wasn't gonna give up here. especially after hearing them like that on the phone :(( just imagine what he wanted to do

You accidentally spill your drink. And you sob. she’s a little too real for that

YUP.

And seven minutes later, when you see him doubling over at the bazillion noisy bags in your arms, you laugh along at the absurdity of it all. i’m so glad you made me laugh in the midst of all this pain. girl was for sure getting into that car lmao

i needed this laugh, too! reader surprised even me with this scene and tbh i should have seen it coming. what a dork. they both are and i love where we're at a point where they are this comfy with each other. and what a way to reunite after 3 months.. with laughs? IM SOFT.

“You soaked - aish - my whole apartment!” love when i can literally hear yoongi as i read 🫶🏻

STOP ITTTTT :'))))

“She was gonna be your surprise,” he finally murmurs. “For getting the gig.” stop it right now

i cannot stop. lol

Never noticing how the shirt you’re wearing collects rain. oh someone give this boy a hug, he’s hurting and so very in love 😣

SDKJFHSDFHSDLFJSDFJH

THE END? i guess i know where the chapter name comes from 😵‍💫

it's fun for me bc the title refers to SO many things. heartbreak, a break in their situationship, yoongi busting into his own place p much, the shards of time we get to see during the separation, and the ending scene is on the precipice!

a new fave? NO WAY.. the way i thought this was gonna be so boring for y'all bc there was so much LOL thank you for the encouragement! i'm glad i took my time and didn't rush it, either. ideas came to me while i waited it out, and i rearranged parts to make it flow better while i was thinking things over, too.

ms. doll AHHH pls! and yoongi is an interesting one, and i love this observation from you omg. we'll get to see him more in the next part, for sure<3

#omg i've missed talking about new parts with y'all #this made me emotional!#i'll make my way through all the wonderful messages when i can #🧿 anon #asks:3tan #3tan10 #lovely people #*ryenfictalk #mailbox💌#long post

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g-e-r-a-s-k-i-e-r · 2 years

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ENCANTO THOUGHTS PART 2

Or another collection of random things I noticed

“It’s a heavy lift with a gift so humbling” I don’t know if I’m stupid or something but all this time I thought she was referring to herself and the heavy lift she had to bear listening to the grown ups arguing over what Bruno’s visions meant but then it dawned on me what if she was referring to Bruno? That would mean she understood his burden and how it affected him and was sympathetic towards him. Could that be why she never told the family that he was still in the Encanto, to protect him? Did everyone already know she was talking about Bruno and I’m just an idiot?

And yes, the whole next verse has been playing on a loop in my mind ever since I heard it too 🤣 “seven foot frame, RATS along his back….” (And now it’s in your head mwahaha)

Bruno making himself a placemat on his lil table 😭😭😭

This is the one and only criticism I’ll make of this movie, and it’s when Mirabel says “family weirdos just get a bad rap”. Family weirdos? Sorry but that’s not a term that we need to be okay with just throwing out there, especially in a Disney movie. Calling someone a weirdo is not something I’m okay with. I’m not sure what they were going for either, was it meant to be encouraging? Cause there was literally no point to it being in there, she could have just said “you can do this” and carried on. I don’t know, that term just seems really negative and unnecessary here.

Bruno yelling Mirabel after he’s tried to get her attention and then instantly apologising over and over 🥺

Bruno saving his rat friend and literally head butting his way out of the collapsing house with his trusty bucket

Bruno defending Mirabel to Abuela and putting all the blame on himself I mean this fictional character trying to protect his niece man 😭

The expression on Julietta and Pepas face when they see Bruno for the first time in ten years

Bruno’s face when he’s looking up at his mother. He’s still so nervous when she takes his hands and smiles at him

Despite her clearly holding grudges against Bruno, Pepa is the first one to run up and hug him

Bruno offers his hand to Pepa and she takes it without hesitation

He goes down on one knee when he’s apologising to Pepa for what happened on her wedding day I don’t know I just find this really cute and sincere ok

Pepa telling Bruno to come into the light

Camillo looking at his sister like wtf and you didn’t think to tell me?? When she says yo I knew he never left I heard him every day

The harmonies of the townsfolk is just *chefs kiss*

Agustín wiping a tear from his eye seeing all the townspeople coming to help, he’s such a sweet soul

Disney plus sort your subtitles out it’s “we’re only down the road” not “roll me down the road” 😂😂

Camillo dropping his shovel and checking to see if Mirabel has noticed

Bruno helping with the renovations while the people we saw earlier in the we-don’t-talk-about-Bruno song are all encouraging him

Okay for real Julietta resting her head on Bruno’s is probably my favourite thing about the whole movie

Basically this is one of my favourites movies ever now, I just love it sooooo much and I’ll probably keep noticing different things about it the more I watch it it’s just so good and hits so many sweet notes and waaaaaahhhh Disney you have created something wonderful here don’t mess it up

#encanto #bruno madrigal #disney #mirabel madrigal #la familia madrigal

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quirrrky · 3 years

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VALENTINE’S DAY W/ SUGAWARA 💝

—» headcanons —» A/N: Suga looked so drunk with that blush I put on his face. That gave me an idea for another post mwahaha

100% sweet

Definitely the one who asked you out because he knew you so well and he knew you would love to go on a date during Valentine's

In case you're the one who asked him out first, expect an all out blush from him...He's just so overwhelmed and happy that you're going on a Valentine's date

Totally prepared that he brought you chocolates. Don't be surprised if he's the one who made it

Suga would take you to places he knew you'd been eyeing to try

Unabashedly told you how pretty you looked like without hiding the cute blush on his face

Held your hand while acting mildly shy about it

Expect your Valentine's date to be filled with giggles from the both of you as you guys acted like preschoolers in love

Would wrap his scarf around your neck when he noticed you're feeling cold

He just wanted you to be comfortable around him and enjoy your time together

Extra sweet bc it's Valentine's

Oh! Let's not forget his frequent cheek kisses

The type who would suggest that you share the same cake while in a coffee shop

Would wipe stray crumb of cake across your lips

He'd flash you a sweet grin whenever you're acting shy, which didn't help you at all since he got you more flustered

Took pictures of you two which he would be staring at before his bedtime...heart filters and lovey-dovey poses (imagine him blushing with a grin on his face at how cute you two were today) a

Full of warm conversations that just made you want to lean your head on his shoulder as you stroll the city

Would not be ashamed to say how romantic the atmosphere was and would def hold your hand tighter

Suga would point you out to the Valentines themed stuffed toys he thought you might like and would totally buy them for you

Thoughts about where to go to for the next Valentine's ran in his head and he can't wait to plan it with you

Super heartwarming because he's planning for your next Valentine's together!!! Like, he's really down to be with you until the next year

Brought you to the park because maybe you can have an alone time together away from the crowd

If you're the type who wanted to try the swing, see-saw and the slide, Suga was the perfect date for you (this is more a general thing but I can't help from pointing this out)

The day won't end without him expressing how lucky he was to spend this Valentine's day with you and how he'd love to spend every Valentines with only you from this day on

REBLOGS ARE DEEPLY APPRECIATED ♡ Please help me reach other viewers as tumblr tags often don’t work on me. Thank you so so much!

☾ COLLECTIONS: Sugawara Koushi ✧ Haikyuu ☾ ✧ DAYDREAM MUSEUM ✧

#waaaaah!!!!!#sugawara x reader #sugawara koushi x reader #sugawara headcanons #sugawara koushi headcanons #quirrrky suga #quirrrky haikyuu

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janeofcakes · 3 years

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Soulmate: How John Met Sherlock...Again Chapter 2

Hello, my friends! I come to you today knowing there is but one burning question in your minds today: What will Gracie and Olive get up to next? Okay, maybe two: When the hell will John and Sherlock meet, Jane? Tell me. Tell me now! Haha. Patience, my lovelies. You know I can't write a story without stringing you along for a while first. I am very firmly on the naughty list and like our dear friend, Martin Freeman I cannot abide being on anyone's nice list. Mwahaha.

I also wanted to say that the next few chapters are not as long as the first. There was so much to get through in that one. I hope you aren't disappointed. The good news is my typing and editing are going well so I should be able to keep my weekend schedule. Hooray!Happy reading. Jane

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Gracie casts a side look at Olive from where she sits on the jungle gym. It is afternoon break and the two girls just climbed frantically up the poles and bars to sit at the top for a rest after running themselves ragged all over the playground pretending to be Nancy Drew and George Fayne solving a mystery. Every day since Monday has gone more or less the same way. They play together for morning break, talk at lunch and play again in the afternoon. They write notes on one another’s notebooks during lessons, but manage not to disrupt class or miss instruction. It has been a truly amazing first week of school, better than Gracie could have ever imagined.

Gracie looks at Olive again and feels her throat swell. It’s like she has known Olive forever. They seem to always understand each other and be in perfect sync. Gracie has talked about nothing else at home and has even dreamed about playing with Olive each night. Olive has told her all kinds of things about London and its history. Tower Bridge, London Bridge, the National Theatre, but what Gracie is most interested in seeing is the Tower of London. She asked her father just last night if they could go sometime to see the old castle and the crown jewels. She can’t wait to see and do everything, and it would be even better if Olive could come along for some of it. London is much more exciting than Bath ever was, hands down!

“Gracie,” Olive begins in a lazy tone, “how do you feel about bees?”

Turning to face her friend fully, Gracie furrows her brow and frowns. Olive does not react to the movement and continues looking at something in the distance, or perhaps at nothing at all. Gracie says nothing at first, wondering if Olive had been talking before and all Gracie heard was the bee question. The taller girl finally turns her head and fixes the blonde with an inquisitive gaze. Gracie frowns as she considers the question. She is not really partial to any insect, nor is she upset by them.

“They’re all right, I guess,” Gracie shrugs. “They make honey, so there’s that.”

“Mm…” Olives hums in approval. “True.”

Gracie raises her brows, every inch of her face asking ‘What are you on about?’. Olive blinks and seems to realize she was lost in her own mind, leaving Gracie with absolutely no context for the question.

“That’s what my dad wants to do when he retires,” Olive explains. “Beekeeping. In Sussex, probably.”

Oh no. This can’t be happening. Gracie just met Olive and had the best week of her life and now she’s going to lose her to bees?!

“You’d leave London then?” Gracie chokes on the words, not even trying to hide her distress.

“Yeah,” Olive answers absently, playing with the end of her long braid. “He says they’re fascinating.”

Gracie’s whole body tenses and her stomach roils. She feels sick and a bit dizzy when she glances away from Olive to a girl laughing wildly on the swings. It’s like a bad dream spiraling out of control to the soundtrack of that girl’s mad laughter. Gracie bites her lip hard to ground herself and looks back at Olive.

“Is he close to retiring?” Gracie forces out, beads of sweat beginning to collect at her temples.

“What? No,” Olive huffs a laugh and looks at Gracie again. “He’s definitely old, but not ancient. He has too much fun working anyway. Hey, are you okay?”

“Fun?” Gracie asks incredulously, ignoring her friend’s inquiry. “At a crime scene?”

“Oh, yeah, he loves it,” Olive laughs, seeing Gracie begin to relax. “He loves a good mystery. Locked room murders are his favorite.”

“Wow,” Gracie mutters, only half understanding what that means.

“He used to have a partner, you know,” Olive adds with a grin. “He loved it even more then.”

“So he had his own Clue Crew?” excited energy vibrates through Gracie’s body as she pictures a grown up and male version of Olive with a man and woman posed behind him like on Charlie’s Angels. Gracie’s dad loves old shows and movies, so she has seen her fair share. James Bond is his favorite. She makes a note to ask Olive if she has ever seen any of them.

“Not a crew,” the brunette corrects. “Just the one partner. They solved all kinds of cases together. They were best friends.”

“Like us?”

“Yep, exactly like us,” Olive says with a flash of teeth. Gracie grins too and is about to ask about Bond when something else pops to the forefront of her mind.

“Oh! It’s like my dad’s bedtime stories!” Gracie blurts eagerly. “Sam Williams and Dean Jensen. They’re best friends and solve crimes together. That’s how I got started on Nancy Drew in the first place. Dad’s read some of the old ones to me.”

“Really?” Olive cries. “Oh! Oh! Mystery of the 99 Steps?”

“That’s my favorite!” Gracie shrieks, her hands flying to her cheeks.

“Mine too!” Olive gasps.

“Girls,” the teacher on duty calls up to them from the ground below. They look down at her, all wide eyes and smiles. “Time to go back inside.”

They climb down as the teacher walks away to tell other kids. The two girls bound towards the school, slowing to a walk as they get closer. Gracie feels something brush against her hand and glances at it just in time to see Olive’s longer fingers wrap around it. She shifts her wide eyes to her friend’s, barely able to contain her joy.

“We should get our dads to read us the same old Nancy Drew book, a chapter each night,” Olive tells her conspiratorially. “Then we can compare notes the next day and see if we can solve it before Nancy.”

“That’s the best idea!” Gracie crows. “We can figure out which one during library time.”

“And then you check it out,” Olive says decisively. “Mrs. Hudson has all of them. I can borrow it from her.”

“Ok,” Gracie agrees, already knowing so much about Olive’s godmother that she doesn’t even question the woman would have the whole series. Honestly, Gracie wants to meet her almost as much as she wants to meet Olive’s detective father.

The two girls giggle for a moment at their new plan and then skip into the school building.

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Saturday afternoon finds Gracie hand in hand with Candace McCleary, a nanny John handpicked while Gracie was still in Bath. They met the day after Gracie arrived last week and she instantly fell in love with Candace, much to John’s relief. Candace would not be a live-in nanny, but is employed like one. John needs her to get Gracie from school and stay with her until he gets home in the evenings. He also needs her to be available at a moment’s notice for when an emergency, like the birth of a baby, arises. John had warned his daughter after Angela Taylor’s check-up on Wednesday that he thought the baby would come early and probably at a most inconvenient time. Sure enough, he received the call just as he started lunch. Gracie was disappointed that her first trip to Hanover Gate Children’s Playground in Regent’s Park would be without her father, but was still over the moon when Candace was happy to take her. She had been looking forward to it almost all week.

“Oh my gosh!” Gracie exclaims as she and Candace approach the playground. There is equipment everywhere to climb and swing on and slide down. Gracie immediately decides the sandpit is first on her list. A tall tree stands in its center with wooden bridges and walkways built all around it. Rope ladders and nets offer admittance and there is even a hammock to sit on. “Candace, this is amazing! This is the best park ever!”

“Why don’t you jump right in?” the woman laughs. “I’ll just be right on this bench if you need me.”

Candace points to an empty green bench as she speaks and starts heading for it before someone else claims it. Gracie calls out her agreement and makes a b-line for the nearest rope ladder. She is up it in seconds and running across a bouncy bridge, laughing all the way. She runs the whole course, turns right back around and does it again. There are quite a few kids in this part of the park, but it’s still easy to work her way around them. After a few more laps on the equipment, a small group of kids asks Gracie to play tag. She recognizes them from school and accepts.

A good hour later, two of the kids have to go home and Gracie is exhausted. She begs off, having had her mind set on playing in the sand since she and Candace got there. Plopping down in a shady spot, she plunges her hands beneath the beige and brown grains. The sand is cool and dry and feels soft in between her fingers, not like the rough sand that is sometimes used in parks. It’s like the white sand from a beach. She has half a mind to pull her shoes off and let her feet sink into its depths. Gracie closes her eyes and wiggles her fingers, feeling the sand move around them like a favorite blanket. She opens her eyes as she curls her fingers around the tiny grains and watches them slip through when she lifts her hands.

Gracie does this again and again until she grabs a stick and begins to drag it through the sand like a plow. At one point, she makes a short trench and plants sunflower seeds and raisins from the snack baggy in her pocket. She pats the sand with satisfaction after covering them and looks toward the bench where Candace sits. She waves and her nanny waves back. Gracie giggles and gets to her knees, but stops when a figure just sitting down on the hammock suddenly blocks her view of Candace.

“What the…” Gracie mutters, her mouth falling open in disbelief. She gets to her feet and runs straight for the rope hammock and its occupant, who hears her footfalls and looks up with blue-grey eyes.

“Gracie!” Olive cries in surprise as her friend trips in the sand and drops face-first next to the hammock. “Gracie?”

“I’m okay,” the blonde girl declares, pushing herself up and standing quickly. The two girls lock eyes and start laughing. “What are you doing here?”

“We come every weekend,” Olive replies, pulling Gracie onto the woven rope. “Our flat’s just that way.”

“Really?” Gracie gasps with a delighted squeak. She points in the opposite direction. “Mine’s that way.”

“No way!” Olive shouts with glee. “That’s amazing! I had no idea we lived so close.”

“I know right,” Gracie exclaims, beginning to rock the hammock a bit. Olive unfolds her legs to hang them down and help push. “What are the odds?”

“Well,” Olive considers, adopting her contemplative face. Gracie knows instantly that a deduction is coming. She giggles and her smile widens as she watches her best friend. “Since we go to the same school, it seems fairly likely that we would live close together because it’s usually based on geography. However, it’s a bit different with public school. Kids can come from all parts of London as long as they have the money to pay.”

“Oh my god,” Gracie can barely contain her excitement and she stamps a foot on the ground a few times. “We could play here every weekend! I’m sure I could get Dad to bring me.”

“Yes! Let’s set it up now,” Olive sits up straight, ready to jump off the netting. “Is your dad here?”

“No, he had to deliver a baby,” Gracie rolls her eyes. Olive makes a dismissive noise that sounds like she just opened an air-tight container and sinks back into the hammock “Exactly. I mean, babies are important and all, but now he has to wait another week to see all this.”

Gracie swings her arms out wide and tilts her head skyward before flopping unceremoniously onto her back. Olive lets herself tip backwards as well and they soon lie side by side, looking up at the clouds. Gracie points out one that looks like a panda and proceeds to tell her friend all sorts of facts about pandas.

“I even have a panda,” she finishes.

“You do?” Olive asks, her eyes widen with wonder.

“Since I was three,” Gracie nods. “She’s my favorite stuffie. She’s called Pandy and I sleep with her every night.”

“I have a bee,” Olive says without hesitation. “I call him Wellington, sometimes Wellies for short.”

“Do you like bees as much as your dad does?” Gracie is curious because Wellington might have been a gift like Pandy was, but it certainly sparked her interest in pandas.

“I don’t think anyone could like them as much as Dad,” Olive huffs a laugh, “but yeah, I definitely like them too. It’s amazing how they make honey and their whole society and all.”

“Wow. Would you tell me?” Gracie fixes her with a serious gaze and licks her lips. “I loooove honey.”

“Sure, and you can tell me more about pandas,” Olive grins and points to a medium-sized cloud. “That one looks like a catapult.”

Gracie cocks a brow and follows her finger to a cloud that, amazingly enough, does resemble a rudimentary catapult.

The afternoon passes as the two girls tell each other stories and make up new games, their favorite being pirates sailing their hammock boat across the sea to a mysterious island. They leave their spot at this point to explore sandy beaches, nearly being vanquished by a giant hippo and almost losing Olive beneath quicksand. Gracie keeps her head about her and is always within Candace’s line of sight, and it’s a good thing too because the two girls are interrupted as tea time nears.

“I knew I’d find you here,” a low rumble of a voice comes from behind Gracie where she sits facing Olive. They have just dug up a treasure of sunflowers and raisins, a very valuable find on the sea. Their eyes grow wide as a menacing laugh fills the air around them. Gracie swallows hard and turns slowly to see the towering silhouette of a man in a billowy black coat. She shields her eyes, but with the sun behind him, she cannot make out his features. He probably has an eye patch and everything.

“What are you doing on my island?” the man demands as he steps closer. Gracie gasps and pushes herself backwards toward Olive to get away from the dark figure only just coming into focus.

“Hi, girls. Is everything okay?” Candace McCleary asks from the right and Gracie glances at her gratefully. Her trusty companion must have bolted from her park bench as soon as the giant appeared. Now she stands alert as though ready to pounce and Gracie breathes a sigh of relief. She hadn’t even seen this man until it was too late. Gracie grits her teeth and silently berates herself as her father’s words about being observant come to mind.

“Uhhh…” Gracie finds her voice, but it comes out as a meek croak. Meanwhile, Olive leaps up next to her and runs for the figure with open arms. Gracie gapes, sure she is about to see her friend eaten before her very eyes.

“Daddy!” Olive cries, launching herself into the man’s arms. Gracie blinks and it is like a cloud has moved from where it had covered the sun. The giant, no longer in the shadows, transforms into a tall man wearing a nice suit with no tie and a long coat. Gracie finds herself marveling at the fact that he doesn’t appear to be hot in the slightest and momentarily wonders if he has ice in his pockets, but stops all speculation when she sees his face. Angles and cheeks like Olive, dark curls and the same grey eyes that seem to change from green to blue and back. The corners of Gracie’s mouth turn up and a sense of ease washes over her.

“Is it time to go already?” Olive is speaking at a mile a minute. “We only just started playing pirates. Can Gracie come home with us? We’re having Thai for dinner. I bet she’ll like it.”

The tall man chuckles at his daughter and the sound is like a really warm blanket, soft and comfy. He glances at Candace and settles his gaze on Gracie. She bristles for a moment at those all-seeing eyes. It’s true they are like Olive’s, but much wiser. Gracie has the feeling he is learning much more from just watching her than anyone else can. She’s not entirely sure how she feels about that, but supposes it’s why Olive is so perceptive and she loves her. Besides, this is her dad. Gracie feels like she knows him already after all the stories she has heard.

“Ah, so this is the infamous Gracie,” Sherlock says surreptitiously with a look in Olive’s direction. The girl smiles broadly and nods while Gracie smiles a little timidly. His chin dips in greeting. “I’ve heard a great deal about you.”

“I know a lot about you too,” Gracie replies as she rises, finding her tenacity again.

“Of that, I have no doubt,” Sherlock answers. He turns his attention to Candace, who still looks a touch uneasy. “And this is your friend?”

“Yeah,” Gracie confirms enthusiastically. “This is Candace.”

She jumps up and grabs Olive’s hand, pulling her toward the young woman.

“And this is Olive,” she exclaims.

“Oh,” the last traces of suspicion vanish from Candace’s eyes and she gestures at the girls. “Of course. You’re Olive. Gracie has been telling me about you all week.” “And this is my dad,” Olive introduces. “Sher…”

“William,” Sherlock interrupts, offering his hand. Candace steps forward and takes it in a firm shake. “Will.”

“Nice to meet you,” Candace replies, not noticing the quizzical look on Olive’s face, but Gracie sees. She also sees Sherlock glance at his daughter and communicate something that clears the confusion from Olive’s mind in an instant. Gracie tilts her head in thought, considering this new information. She and John can do that sometimes too. It makes her that much more certain that Olive is meant to be her best friend.

“It’s quite a coincidence them meeting in the park like this,” Candace is saying when Gracie emerges from her thoughts. “Do you live around here?”

“Yes, just on Baker Street,” Sherlock answers politely, but with a tinge of the tone Olive has when she mutters that something is obvious. Gracie lets out a quick giggle.

“Oh, right,” Candace nods with a friendly smile. “That’s not far at all. Maybe we’ll see you here again.”

“I wouldn’t doubt it,” Sherlock looks down at the two girls, both of which are very excited. Olive is almost dancing in place and Gracie would swear she needed the toilet if she didn’t know better. “We’re here every Saturday just after lunch.”

“Perfect,” Candace says. “That’s about when we arrived. I’ll let her father know too. He’ll usually be the one who brings her.”

“He had a baby to deliver,” Gracie supplies. “He’s a doctor.”

“So Olive tells me,” Sherlock tells her with a certain mirth in his tone. “I would very much like to meet him, especially now that I’ve met you.”

“He’s wanted to all week,” Olive exclaims, giving Gracie’s hand a squeeze. “Ever since the first day.”

“I just can’t believe we ran into each other like this,” Candace declares, still a little dumbfounded.

Gracie doesn’t hear Sherlock’s response because Olive leans in close to whisper in her ear how great it will be when their fathers meet. The blonde nods her head vigorously and they laugh together quietly.

“Oh my, it’s nearly tea time,” Candace says to her watch. “I have to get her home. Are you ready, Gracie?”

“I guess so,” the girl pouts. She throws her arms around Olive in a huge hug. “I can’t wait to see you on Monday.”

Gracie gasps and looks at Olive with wide eyes, her hands still clamped around her arms.

“I’m going to write you a special note tomorrow and make a comic with my favorite markers,” she announces with glee. “They smell like strawberries and grapes and stuff.”

“Oh, wow!” Olive hoots. “I’ll make one of my maps for you.”

“It could be of this park!” Gracie shouts as Candace’s mobile sounds. She pulls it from her pocket and glances at its screen, pressing the surface to turn off the alarm.

“We really have to be going,” Candace says apologetically. “It was so nice to meet you both.”

“And you as well,” Sherlock dips his chin in farewell as Candace takes Gracie’s hand and leads her away.

“Bye, Gracie!” Olive calls, waving madly.

“Bye!” the blonde shouts back.

Olive waves for a good thirty seconds and then turns to face her father with her arms crossed over her chest. She raises a brow expectantly and Sherlock knows precisely why, but says nothing.

“Let’s go, shall we?” he begins walking toward home, knowing she will follow. “I believe Mrs. Hudson is making fresh biscuits.”

“What was that about, Dad?” Olive asks in disbelief, already matching his steps. “Why William?”

“You know I use aliases at times,” Sherlock replies without looking at her.

“Yeah, for cases, but these aren’t criminals,” Olive insists. “These are my friends.”

“I know, love,” he turns his head to see her earnest expression looking up at him. “I just don’t want to prejudice Gracie’s father.”

“What’s prejudice?” Olive furrows her brow as she repeats the word.

“Well, you know my profession can be dangerous,” Sherlock begins.

“Yeah…” Olive says slowly, eyeing him curiously.

“A lot of people know that because they see my name in the media,” he explains. “I don’t want Gracie’s father to hear my name and assume Gracie will be in danger. I’m concerned he will get the wrong impression and feel uncomfortable about you being friends.”

“Oh,” Olive says flatly as if she hadn’t considered that. They walk in silence for a moment until she speaks up again. He knew she would. She is too smart and inquisitive not to have follow-up questions. “So what are you going to do when we’ve been friends for months and it’s time to tell them your real name? Say ‘By the way, my name is really Sherlock Holmes.’?”

Sherlock gives her a withering look and says nothing. Her jaw drops and she shoves him lightly.

“Dad! You can’t NOT tell them,” Olive insists. She bends at the knees slightly to emphasize the word not. “It’s dishonest. Dad, it’s lying.”

“Sometimes we lie for the greater good,” Sherlock tells her curtly.

“Now you sound like Mycroft,” Olive sneers and that stops Sherlock dead in his tracks. He turns to face her, dropping into a squat and meeting her eyes.

“I would do anything for you, Olive,” he says sincerely, resting his hands on her shoulders. She curls the corner of her mouth and cocks a brow.

“Dad,” Olive begins matter-of-factly, “I know that and I would do anything for you too, but you told me I couldn’t lie.”

“Yes. Yes, I did,” Sherlock sighs and then continues resolutely. “You’re right. I’ll introduce myself properly when we meet Gracie’s father. Okay?”

“Okay,” Olive grins and they walk again, hand in hand.

“Olive?” Sherlock says, glancing her way. She looks up at him in answer. “Don’t compare me to Mycroft again.”

Olive lets out a quiet chortle and tightens her grip on his fingers.

“Desperate measures,” she replies more than a little pleased with herself. Sherlock puffs a quick breath through his nose and smirks as they walk on. Like father, like daughter.

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What the hell, Jane?? I know what you said at the beginning, but this is unfair. Gracie and Candace get to meet Sherlock, but not John?! I want the boys to meet again! NOW! So sorry, my friends, but you'll have to wait a bit longer. Worry not, it will happen. Eventually. (insert evil smile, cruel chuckle and holding of fingertips together like Mr. Burns) Love, Jane

@johnlock-rocks

#Sherlock Holmes #Sherlock #bbc sherlock #john watson #johnlock #sherlock loves john #John loves Sherlock #Johnlock fanfic #Mystrade

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The Dark Within Part 9

I’m sorry ahead of time but this one is looooong! But necessary fluffy comfort lol Also, Deimos is the villain caretaker mwahaha

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CW: Mentions of death and past torture and implied past conditioning mentioned

Maven glanced up into the round reflective mirror up in the corner ceiling holding the whole isle in the tiny little grocery section housed in the building of the gas station. She was the sidekick now, she had to steal the supplies while Deimos the "oh so mighty Villain" got to wait in the car probably laughing his ass off.

Which he was doing more of as the cold exterior he always held himself as was breaking away more and more each day as she got to know him more.

"For fuck's sake how am I gonna pull this off?" She muttered to herself as she spied the single cashier, the only other person in the store.

She didn't have enough pockets, her sweat pants thankfully having deep ones seeing as they were Deimos's, as she spotted the chinsy tourist clothing section.

She felt the energy of the cashier and was able to forge a connection between them remotely now that she was no longer weak and injured, picking up info about their routine and memories of the gas store's schedule to make sure other employee's weren't going to arrive anytime soon. She found she had an hour before anyone joined the cashier's shift.

She also perused more memories and found that the cashier was also a manager and therefore held the store's safe combination in their mind. This got her excited as gear was always so expensive. Especially the weapons and their maintenance.

Was she really going to steal money? Clothes and food was one thing, they were essential for survival in an unknown city Deimos was taking them too. But money? That's criminal-

Rolling her eyes at her own thoughts she grabbed one of the backpacks on the wall, Maven grabbed a couple changes of clothes and stuffed them into the pack and walked back to the single grocery isle.

She noticed the cashier watching her like a hawk and reach beneath the counter. Maven refocused the energetic connection she used earlier to read their memories and honed in on what they were doing presently, which was reaching beneath the counter for a gun which meant the store wasn’t hooked up to an alarm system.

Guess they don't have those remote police call button thingies and she almost laughed aloud. She paused in stuffing the pack with packaged food and cookies as a thought crossed her mind, memories of draining the civilian in order to have enough energy to heal coming back to her and she began to wonder if she could do that remotely with the cashier, as said cashier held the gun beneath the counter as the rightly assumed she was trouble.

Maven turned in the aisle, all her focus going into the energetic connection she forged between herself and the cashier in order to keep tabs on them and focused on pulling the energy instead of pushing like she usually did when she healed the other heroes.

Just like the civilian did though, the cashier began to scream and convulse as they dropped like a sack of potatoes. Maven immediately stopped and backed into the grocery isle as if to hide before peeking out and looked around. She could see Deimos's car still running and waiting out front, he was sitting back in the driver's seat done fueling up and watching her with a smirk through the windows.

Waiting.

Determined to prove she was going to be a good 'sidekick', and while the cashier twitched and tried to collect themselves on the floor behind the register, Maven threw all the food and juice boxes that could fit before grabbing another pack and doing the same.

Depositing both packs by the door, she walked back and grabbed a third pack before walking behind the counter and popping the register open and threw all the coins and cash into the pack.

The cashier looked up at her with their lip trembling and it brought her back to the days when that would be her, lying on the floor while Jason punished her for not healing him fast enough, or on the faces of her former teammates when they didn't perform well enough to fit his standards.

A standard that was now as dead as he was, thankfully enough.

She looked down into the cashier's fear filled eyes and ever trembling body as knelt down beside them, placing a hand on their arm as if to comfort them.

Instead she drew more energy through the physical connection. The cashier's body twitching and convulsing in rapid spasms as she drew more and more of their energy into herself. The cashier's screams choked themselves out as they were lost in the apparent pain she was causing them through the energetic draw.

Memories of their life flashed in her mind, glimpses of a small town routine with a bit of social play as she found the cashier dating not one, but two people. "My my, you like to play..." She murmured with a giggle as she watched the memories play out like a hallmark movie she used to watch with the others back in the Academy on the weekends when she would tag along with Jason and hang out with some of the students.

She felt a light smack on her left shoulder and she snapped back into present reality as she turned to see who dared to interrupt her power trip. She found the shadows underneath the shelving that housed the cigarettes and bottles of alcohol mimic the outlines of an arm with the fingers tapping the wrist of the other arm as if it held a watch.

She giggled an oops! and stood back up while making her way to the office as she shook her head to clear it of the cotton candy haze. And here she thought Deimos was this big scary, stoic Mr. Villain.

Taking the hint to hurry up, she wasted no time entering the code and emptying the safe of what little it held and filled the remainder of the pack up with candy bars and snack chips as she headed for the door and picked up the other two packs of clothes and food.

As she made her way out to the car she couldn't help but grin ear to ear as she plopped the packs into the backseat and giggle her way up to the passenger seat before giving Deimos an ear to ear smile.

He had an eyebrow raised as he took in her good mood and increase of energy thanks to the still twitching, but otherwise still alive cashier, with a smile of his own spreading across his face.

She mimicked tapping her wrist as if she held a watch, just like his shadow did in the gas store, and giggled when he barked out a laugh. Pulling back out onto the highway.

"I didn't take you for the giggly type." He teased when she had finally calmed down, though she still felt giddy from the power trip. "So...how was your first day of villainy? What did you all grab?"

He smirked a glance at her as she excitedly listed all the food and spare clothes, mentioning that she was unsure if the shirts she grabbed for him were going to fit or not as they all seemed on the small side. He tried not to laugh but the smile on his face did get noticeably wider as she told him one of the packs was indeed full of money and she felt she went full criminal instead of just the essentials as planned.

"Well well well..." He said finally, still smiling. "And why didn't you just stick with the essentials as planned? Why go for the whole store?" He questioned and

Maven's excitement quickly died as she instantly felt like she did something wrong. She quickly looked him over and began to assess him but didn't find anything to indicate if he was angry which left her confused and scared.

"Well?" He prompted as he to became confused by her sudden change.

"O-oh, um...well they were reaching for a gun so...I um...made a connection. Just to render them immobile while I grabbed the essentials!" She hastily explained with her hands in the air as Deimos continued to speed down the highway. "And...well when I did that...I saw they're memories and they spent a lot of time at the gas store place when they weren't...uhhh how do I put it nice, double dipping?" Deimos chortled another laugh as he tried to keep his serious composure as she continued explaining.

"So I saw the code for the safe and how to open the register...and money is technically an essential...cause you know...gear and weapons are pretty expensive and who knows what we'll need and when...and besides...you said 'steal the essentials'?" She ended it in a question just in case she was in trouble.

"Are you afraid of me?" Maven blinked at his question and he turned in the seat and faced her before turning back to the road. "Are you?" He prompted her again, expecting another explanation. He had obviously read her body language and how quickly she hid her giddiness when he first questioned her.

"No! Not you..."

"Keep going." He insisted when she didn't finish and a couple beats of silence passed. “I need to know Maven.”

"E-everytime I screwed up, the Team, my parents, Jason or whoever he chose to be that day if we were in public or not...i-if I screwed up and didn't know it right away...they questioned...well, everything I did...and why I did it...and then I would be punished later for it..."

Deimos nodded as if understanding what she saying. "I know we didn't get off to a great start, what with you being my prisoner and all." He sent a smirk her way which succeeded in disarming her and she felt herself relax a little bit more.

True, they met as enemies and he kidnap and torture her to get to her jerk of a Leader, his nemesis. But he did keep her safe when Jason came to kill her instead of rescue her.

Before she could get lost in thought, Deimos continued on.

"I just want you to know...you're on my team now. That makes you mine and you're safety is my priority. True, our line of work will put you in danger... But I need you to trust my calls in the field. To follow orders to the letter, no room for creative interpretations."

"So I did screw up..." She whispered, her body trembling with fear again as memories of pain washed over her from Team Hero. Maven was sure she was going to get it.

"No." He replied simply but firmly. "I am simply giving you your test results." He continued to smile, using it as a tool of reassurance as she seemed to respond to it best and gave another glance her way. "What did I say were 'essential' little one? Specifically?"

Maven frowned, absentmindedly rubbing her arms as she thought back. "You didn't."

"Exactly. And Team Hero? Jason?" He prompted and challenged at the same time though gently. He knew how fragile her confidence was and that this conversation was not going to be the last where she needed prompting to challenge her conditioning Team Hero put her through.

"They mostly didn't..."

"And when they did you performed to their exacting standards, yes?"

"...yes."

"You did great." Maven whipped her head up at the praise like a thirsty person left for days in a desert and Deimos felt his chest tighten in response though he kept it hidden. "I mean it, I said 'essentials' and you got them. The money was a good call too."

"You did great." He repeated when he found she had trouble processing the praise he was giving her. And she was having trouble, he could see it in her eyes no matter how passive her face was kept.

They continued the drive in silence for awhile before they entered an actual city, street and traffic lights lining the streets. The sun was beginning to sink and she knew the street lights would begin to turn on in a few short hours.

Storefronts passed by as Deimos continued to drive...who knows where, but she instinctively knew this was Supervillain's city now and that their drive would be over soon.

"You really think I did okay?" Maven asked, a part of her desperately seeking the reassurance. She still couldn’t believe it.

"No." Deimos gave her another reassuring smile as he pulled up to a large corporate building and parked in a designated spot that held his name. "I said, 'great' not 'okay'."

Maven let out a shaky breath and gave him a shy smile of thanks as she got the response she needed when she then noticed the term 'Sidekick' underneath Deimos's name on the sign designating the parking spot his. Ouch. She knew he was prideful man.

"Wow you really got chucked to Sidekick here." Deimos looked up and saw what she saw and outwardly groaned as he turned the car off.

"I can't believe she had time to put that there in the few hours since I called..." He trailed off as he brought out his phone again and began dialing. "I need to let her know we've arrived."

Maven simply nodded as he began talking on the phone. She was still scared of Supervillain if she was being honest. She was able to work through what Deimos had put her through, in a sense.

Actually she still hadn't processed through the torture sessions that were done in the beginning, the ones where Deimos was trying to get information from her on Team Hero. Weeks of torture and she shivered as those memories began to surface again too.

"She's ready for us." Maven snapped to attention with her spine straight as Deimos took in the fear in her eyes and how stiff she sat in the passenger seat. "I need you to wait here and watch our essentials so they don't get up and walk away."

"H-huh?"

"Stay in the car Maven. We have stolen goods after all." He wagged a finger with a smile as he climbed out of the car, hoping his playful banter at the end helped keep the air light between them as he realized it was too soon for her to interact with Supervillain.

He even noted her fear being directed at him and he had a sneaking suspicion they still had a lot of progress to make with each other on their team dynamic before being able to move forward, but it was also to soon for him to trust as he found himself leaving behind a shadow to lurk nearby in the car to watch her.

For the first time in a long time as a career criminal though, Deimos found himself regretting his use of interrogation methods.

"Is that so? You sure it isn't because your little hero is shaping up to be quite the eager villain herself?" Deimos looked up at the smiling voice of Supervillain as she stepped into the car garage to greet him in her corporate attire as CEO.

"Because she stole a small town gas store clean of it's money and half it's inventory?"

Supervillain laughed and gave him a light punch on the shoulder. "No dear! Because of the amount of joy she felt in pulling energy from the poor dear and most definitely civilian gas store manager who was cashiering today!" He inwardly groaned, but what Supervillain picked up from Maven's mind out in the street parking lot confirmed much of what he gathered from watching earlier.

"You were right to defy my orders and keep her my dear, she's turning out to be quite the little villainous student of yours." Supervillain circled him playfully like a bird of prey would it’s meal. "So, you willingly accepted my offer for help and stepped down to Sidekick while in my city? Color me surprised, you barely know this little hero and you're willing to push you're pride aside to...do what exactly?"

"You already know the answer, Supervillain." He answered tersely, almost annoyed with this game. Her off the charts telepathy meant she knew before he had even drove into the parking garage to park the damn car.

"Humor me Deimos." She was serious now as she stood in front of him and waited for him to speak.

"I need her to help me take down the Academy."

"Annnnd?" She pressed as he felt her forcibly invade his mind and pick apart his thoughts.

"And you, Supervillain." He sighed in defeat, shoulders hunching over.

"Nope! That was your original plan my dear." The smile was back on her face.

"And before you ask, what changed your plan was your little hero addition. The Deimos I knew never had his own team before, let alone plans for a partner. Sure you worked as a part of my team, but never one you ran." She stepped up close to him and took his face in her hands as she patted his cheek. "My little man is moving on up in the criminal world! Starting his very own team now! I'm glad you took my advice from my last visit."

"Now you're getting worked up with unnecessary excitement." He pulled her hands away from his face as Supervillain gave a laugh at his serious tone. "Aren't you worried about my plans to overthrow you?" He asked her incredulously.

She waved him off. "That's years from now, if you even get there. Besides, there's more than one way to become a Supervillain my dear. You know that!" She played with his sweatshirt string before taking a step back and tilted her head as she began to list as if it were his first day all over again.

"There's always mass destruction, murder sprees, city politic take overs, killing off Superheroes..."

"Yes I'm aware." He ground out through gritted teeth. Maybe that temper of Maven’s was rubbing off on him, he usually had a handle over his emotions.

"Aww....my dear Deimos...are you plotting to overthrow me as a way to reassure me that you're strong? That you're all grown up?" Deimos met her gaze and a force to be reckoned with lay in hers.

Despite her mothering exterior he knew deep down she would fight tooth and nail to keep her city, even from villains she considered family like him.

"You may not like what I do. I thought, other than thanking you, I would spare you." He answered truthfully and saw the steel force of her gaze soften a touch as she read the truth in his mind to confirm his words. "I'm the kind of villain that kills."

"My dear, I am a Supervillain. There's nothing you could do to that Academy, to those 'people' that would make me think any of less of you. I've killed too, I may swear off killing now but there was a time I was very much like you." Supervillain stepped aside and gestured to a black van parked in the corner of the parking garage of the building. "You will always be like a son to me Deimos. Family."

She opened the doors to the van and Deimos spied all sorts of gear for Maven and himself including, to his surprise, Maven's old Hero suit that must have been looted from the rubble. He pointed it out to Supervillain with a questioning brow.

"For the little dear. Once a Hero...typically always a Hero but I'm curious to see where she goes. The kind of name she will garner for herself on your newly fashioned Team Villain."

"Well...It's just her and I so we're not much of a team in the sense of the Heroes." Supervillain tutted him and closed the doors to the van before tossing him the keys.

"A team is still two people. Your just used to Academy rules my dear, which is why you already forgot our previous conversation about teams and partnerships. Besides, it's only been a couple days, not even a week! Give yourself some time with the little hero to break her into villainy a bit more. Get rid of those pesky hero morals...which I'm sure won't take much seeing as how she enjoyed that power trip with the civilian."

Supervillain paused in thought as they both made their way out of the parking garage. "She might even grow to be a trusty right hand for you, with how she follows your lead so easily and all... despite everything we did to her a few days ago and for weeks might I add...Such a curious little thing."

Deimos knew Supervillain was probing Maven’s mind as they conversed. That her mind invasion didn’t always come with pain and that it was a choice on her part, which is what made Supervillain’s telepathy and it’s range so dangerous.

Across the small alley drive that separated the parking garage and the parking lot where Maven sat watching them in the passenger seat, Deimos could see she was watching and reading the entire conversation he was having with Supervillain. And by Supervillain's light laugh, she knew too and he wondered how long she knew his little hero was trying to spy on them.

"I can't wait to see what she grows into my dear. I bet the Academy had their hands full keeping her busy enough to stay out of their private underpants! Lucky she wasn't used by the Academy for recon and political assassinations like the others who had similar abilities as hers.." She teased him playfully. Deimos couldn't help but smile in response though inwardly he was worried about the implications Supervillain was getting at.

Supervillain had to know that Maven wasn’t raised at the Academy like the others, she only visited with Jason and her parents. She was much to ignorant of the Academy for it to make sense any other way.

However much Maven followed orders though, he found she did them her own way whenever she could. Tried to maintain as much control as she can so long as it didn’t get her in trouble with those who exercised power over her.

"Food for thought..." Supervillain trailed aloud as she gave a playful wave of her fingers in Maven's direction before heading back to the parking garage for the elevators. Having followed along in Deimos’s mind as well.

Deimos couldn't help but absorb all the things he and Supervillain talked about. And the fact that she was on him and his plans to overthrow her the whole time and he never once kept his mind as protected as he had thought.

He began to wonder if taking her down really was necessary or not as he waved Maven over and she climbed out to collect the packs from the backseat. He also wondered how Maven was going to react when they pulled up to Supervillain's penthouse and how she was going to feel about that, let alone feel about staying there while he gathered himself and came up with a plan for Jason's leftover Team Hero and the Academy back in their home city.

They were going to want to avenge their Leader on principle alone, though he wondered how committed they were actually going to be as Maven carried the packs over to where he stood like his own little pack mule.

A frown on her face and a wide grin on his, he wondered for the first time in a long time what his next move was going to be going forward.

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Father Material

Masterlist

Warnings: None.

Relationships: Nalu, background Gajevy and Albas

Summary: After seeing how good Natsu is with Asuka, Lucy thinks about how good he would be with other kids, possibly theirs.

A/N: I’ve always thought about writing a one-shot about Lucy thinking about having kids with Natsu after seeing how good he is with Asuka and now this adorable cover for the new 100YQ chapter has given me an excuse to write it!

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“I am the fierce fire dragon!” Natsu growls and stomps his feet. “I shall destroy this guild hall and there is no wizard alive who can stop me! Mwahaha!”

“Think again fire dragon!” Asuka says “You’ll never destroy this guild! I’ll defeat you!”

Natsu leans over to look at her on the ground, kneeling and pointing her toy gun at him.

“You think you can defeat us!” Happy taunts. “My Master is the fiercest dragon in all the land, no wizard has ever slain him before, what makes you think you can?”

“Because I’m the best shooter in my guild! I can shoot anything!” Asuka says proudly.

Natsu laughs evilly and Alzack and Bisca who were sitting at the bar, watching Natsu play with their daughter, laugh at the sight of the wizard and his cat in their dragon costumes while their daughter pretends to shoot them with her toy gun.

Lucy had been on her way to the guild library to do some reading with Levy but when she saw Natsu and Happy in dragon costumes she had to know what ridiculous antics they were up to. She expected to see them doing something stupid and roll her eyes while debating why she hung around those idiots so much but instead she felt a warmth that started in her chest and made it’s way up to her cheeks when she saw Asuka pointing her toy gun at him and realized that he was playing with her.

She had felt like this before. There was a time about two years ago when Alzack and Bisca had gone on a job and left Natsu to babysit Asuka. Lucy had initially tagged along with him to help out of fear for the girl’s safety but she quickly realized that Natsu was actually pretty good with children, and she had now idea how attractive that was.

She couldn’t explain why, but something about seeing Natsu play with Asuka made her feel all warm inside and caused her mind to wander to outlandish thoughts of him being like that with a child that they would create together.

“Pow! Pow!” Asuka shouts and shoots Natsu and Happy in the chest with her toy gun.

“Oh no!” They both shout and pretend that it really hurt.

“I’m afraid we’ve been bested my apprentice! This gunslinging wizard is just too powerful!” Natsu shouts.

“Oh Master, I will avenge you in the afterlife! Ahhh!” He shouts as Natsu falls backwards and they both land on the floor.

Asuka laughs and jumps on top of them.

“Look mommy and daddy I killed the dragons!” She cheers.

“You sure did pumpkin.” Bisca says.

“Yep, you’re a great shooter just like your mom and I.” Alzack says and wraps his arm around Bisca’s waist.

Lucy watches Natsu hold Asuka on his chest and lift her up with his arms over his head and she laughs and kicks her legs and waves her arms.

“Make me fly Natsu! Make me fly!” Asuka shouts.

“Sure thing kiddo!” Natsu shouts.

Lucy watches as Natsu runs around the guild hall holding Asuka over his head.

“Whee!” She shouts.

Lucy smiles and giggles as she watches. She held her book in one hand and her other was resting over her lower-stomach. She blushes when she realizes that and removes her hand before moving to go downstairs to Levy. What was getting into her? Hopefully no one saw her staring at Natsu and holding her womb like she was yearning to bear his children.

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“Asuka, come get your lunch!” Bisca calls to her from the bar.

“Oh yay! I’m so hungry!” Asuka says.

Natsu sets her down and she runs over to her parents.

“Hey Natsu why don’t you come take a seat, you must be tired after chasing that rugrat around.” Gajeel says.

“Me tired?” Natsu asks. “No way man, I’ve still got tons of energy! Little Asuka would have to play with me for a whole week straight before I got tired.” Natsu laughs.

“Then no wonder bunny girl was looking at you like that, gihee.” Gajeel laughs.

“Huh, Lucy was watching me?” Natsu asks. “And was she looking at me funny?”

“She was looking at you the same way Levy looks at me sometimes, like she wants to have your babies.” Gajeel says.

Natsu looks shocked.

“Wait does this mean Lucy’s having my baby?!” Natsu shouts and Gajeel spits out his drink.

“I don’t know, you tell me! How the heck would I know if you two have been fooling around or not?” Gajeel shouts at him.

“But I have been fooling around with her!” Natsu shouts back.

Everyone in the guild hall collectively gasps and they all stare at Natsu in shock, not expecting that answer from him.

“I pull pranks on her all of the time! Is that what you mean? Is that how you gave Levy your babies?” Natsu asks.

Everyone groans and bangs their heads against something.

“What? No that’s not how it happens you idiot!” Gajeel exclaims then turns to some of the older guild members who were sitting at a table together. “How the hell did Salamander grow up around a bunch of perverts like you and never learn where babies come from?!” Gajeel exclaims.

“It wasn’t our fault. We tried to teach him along with the other kids once they hit puberty.” Macao says.

“But Natsu just wouldn’t pay attention to what we were saying and kept trying to fight either one of us or Gray.” Gildarts explains.

“So Makarov told us that we should just give up on trying to teach him ourselves and that he’d either figure it out on his own or he’d come to us for advice once he falls in love with someone and wants to know what to do.” Wakaba says.

“Well that explains a lot then.” Gajeel says before looking back at confused Natsu.

“So Lucy’s not pregnant with my kid then?” He asks.

“Nope. Definitely not, and probably not for a long time.” Gajeel says and sits back down.

“Then why was she looking at me the way Levy looks at you?” Natsu asks.

“She wasn’t looking at you the way she was because she’s already having your kids, she was looking at you like she could imagine having your kids, and having you take care of them. When guys do stuff like play with kids like how you were playing with Asuka and making her happy and giggly and stuff is attractive to girls. It shows them that you’d be a good father if you were to have kids with them.” Gajeel explains.

“So Lucy was looking at me like she wants to have kids with me because of how I was playing with Asuka?” Natsu asks.

“Yep. She thinks you’re good father material Salamander. If she wasn’t already in love with you, she’s probably falling even harder for you now, gihee.” Gajeel says and laughs before taking another sip of his ale.

Happy flew over to where Carla was sitting.

“So Carla, do you think I’m good father material too?” Happy asks.

“Well I will admit you are rather good with children, but you and Natsu still need a lot of work on the romantic aspect of having a lifetime relationship with someone you want to have a family with.” Carla says.

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“Oh there you are Lu, what took you so long?” Levy asks as Lucy walks into the library.

“Sorry I’m late Levy, I just got a little distracted upstairs.” Lucy says and rubs the back of her head.

“What was going on? I thought I heard some sort of commotion going on up there, did Natsu start another fight?” Levy asks.

“No, actually he made one up. He and Happy dressed up like dragons for Asuka to pretend to fight them. Then after they were done, he picked her up and ran around the guild hall with her while she pretended to fly. It was...really cute.” Lucy says.

Levy smirks as Lucy recounts what happened upstairs, noticing the way she was blushing, holding her hand over her stomach, and how her gaze kept shifting from the table to Levy’s baby bump.

“Wow, looks like you think Natsu’s good father material for you.” Levy says and Lucy shrieks in embarrassment and her face turns red.

“What no! I don’t! I mean...I do think he would make a good father but that doesn’t mean I’d want to be the one to have kids with him or anything like that.” Lucy nervously rambles. “I mean, sure he’s good with kids but as far as I know, I don’t even thinks he knows where they come from and it’s not like he’s even into romance anyway.”

“That’s true, but that hasn’t stopped you from falling for him, has it Lu?” Levy asks and comes over to her blushing friend. “Sure it might seem hopeless right now but a girl can dream. I remember I used to think that there was no way Gajeel would ever fall in love with me and now here I am pregnant with his kids.” Lucy smiles as Levy brings her hand to her bump. “So have a little faith in Natsu, I’m sure one day he’ll be busting down your door asking you to start a family.”

Lucy and Levy smiled until they heard the door burst open and turned to find Natsu in his dragon suit in the doorway.

“Hey Lucy do you wanna have my baby?” He asks.

Levy gasps and covers her mouth in surprise and Lucy screams in embarrassment and shock.

“Natsu what the hell!” Lucy shouts and whacks him in the face with the book she was holding. “You can’t just come running in here and ask a girl that question! Why in the world would you even ask me that you idiot!”

“Because Gajeel said you wanted to have kids with me!” Natsu exclaims.

“He said what! Where would he get that crazy idea from!” Lucy shouts.

“Because of the way you were looking at me when I was playing with Asuka. Gajeel said the way you were looking at me means you think I’m good father material.” Natsu explains.

“Oh...” Lucy says and puts the book down.

“Was Gajeel lying or something? If you want me too I’ll go beat him up.” Natsu offers.

“No you don’t have to do that.” Lucy laughs. “He wasn’t lying.”

Levy quietly slips out of the library to leave the two of them alone to talk.

“You’re really good with Asuka Natsu. She has so much fun playing with you and you look like you have a lot of fun playing with her, so sometimes it makes me think about how you’d be with other kids, and maybe your own kids in the future and how lucky they’d be to have you as a father.” Lucy says and blushes before Natsu slides his hands around her waist.

“They’d be even luckier if they had you as a mother.” Natsu says and Lucy gasps and her eyes sparkle. “I may be good at playing with kids but as far as taking care of them and making them I haven’t got a clue. But you’re really good at taking care of people Lucy, heck me and Happy would be living in a messy house and living off of fish and only bathing once a week if it weren’t for you cleaning up our place, keeping us fed and nagging us to bathe more often.” Lucy laughs. “You taught us how to take care of ourselves Lucy, I’m a better person now because of you and I couldn’t think of anyone else I’d want to have kids with. So do you wanna have kids with me like Levy and Gajeel?”

“Natsu I’d love to but I don’t think we’re anywhere near ready to have kids yet. There’s a lot more you have to do with someone first before you start a family with them.” Lucy explains.

“Like what?” Natsu asks.

They hear the door open behind them and Natsu looks down and sees Asuka holding her toy gun and pointing it at him.

“Oh no! The Fire Dragon has captured a princess! Don’t worry I’ll save you!” Asuka says.

Lucy laughs when she realizes that Asuka was referring to her as the princess and she holds onto Natsu’s shoulders as he lifts her bridal style up into his arms and laughs evilly.

“Oh no! Please save me from the terrifying dragon gunslinging wizard!” Lucy shouts.

“No way! You’ll never take her from me, she’s mine!” Natsu shouts.

“Wait that’s it! I forgot the Fire Dragon is actually a cursed prince. The princess is the only one who can turn him back with true love’s kiss!” Asuka says.

Natsu looks surprised and confused as he debates on whether he should play along or not because he doesn’t want to make Lucy uncomfortable but then he feels her lips against his cheek and blushes.

“Let’s start there.” She whispers to him as she unzips the dragon suit and Natsu steps out of it.

“Yay I broke the curse!” Asuka cheers and runs over to Lucy and she hugs her.

Natsu kneels down on the ground next to them and wraps them both in his arms before kissing Lucy’s cheek.

“Okay, we’ll start there.” He tells Lucy before looking down at the adorable girl in her arms and both of them wonder if one day they’ll have their own little girl to hold just like this.

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A/N: Please comment if you enjoyed!

#fairy tail #nalu #natsu dragneel #lucy heartfilia #Gajeel Redfox #levy mcgarden #Bisca Connell #alzack connell #Asuka Connell #FT 100 years quest #ft 100 yq

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shadow--writer · 3 years

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Imagine me Trying too Hard to put you From my Mind

....look. Look. I am a musical theatre dork. Do not come for me. Yes the version linked here is the movie version. Do not come for me

Maeve x Lucas. Lazy mornings for lazy days 2k

TW: none!

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Easy to sleep, hard to wake. That’s what her dad always said about her.

Today she woke up by herself. No bat chirping at her or people banging on her door.

Only soft breath against her neck, making goosebumps erupt along her skin.

That’s right. She spent the night. With Lucas (in his bed she was sleeping with him she was in the same bed as him). And he…

He kept his promise.

He was here. Still here in the morning.

She leaned into him, holding his hands. He let out a lazy little murmur, nuzzling his nose against her goosebump risen skin.

She still felt like a wrung out sponge, body weighed down from her dream.

...oh great he was definitely going to ask her about it when he woke up.

What was she even supposed to tell him?!

“Hey so I kind of had a dream about you! Yep! My ex was there and he was basically tearing you apart from the inside out! I really hope this doesn’t change anything between us because I really really like you and don’t want to scare you away with my extra baggage!”

...mmhmm. Yeah. That would go so well. Why not tell him about the whole ordeal with the ex?! Because all of that totally won’t scare him off.

Whatever evil god decided that now was a good time to give her nightmares could suck on a star.

Jolie’s low purring drew her out of her musings.

Maybe if she snuck out of bed, quickly got changed and left he wouldn’t notice?

...because she hadn’t tried that one before. And it worked a little too well. Lucas would actually kill her if she tried something like that.

And judging by the way he held her tight...she’d deserve it. Heavily. Again.

Even if Lucas didn’t strangle her she knew Amani would.

She shuddered at the thought of incurring the wrath of Amani again.

Okay. Scrap that plan. Imagining the hurt on his face when he woke up and she was gone stung a little as well. Definitely scrap that plan.

She shifted around, trying to think of a new plan. One not involving leaving or getting murdered.

Lucas kissed the back of her neck, letting her know he was awake.

And probably had been for a little while.

“Why are you...up so early,” Lucas breathed, making her squeak in surprise.

Shit she woke him.

“I’m s-sorry?”

He sighed, nuzzling her hair. “Why did you have to be a morning person?” He yawned, letting out another sigh.

“I’m really not.” As evidenced by her dad having to drag her out of bed in the mornings when she was back home.

“Then why oh why did you choose to be one today?”

She opened her mouth to reply, before closing it. She really didn’t know why she was waking up so early. The sun was just starting to come up, bathing his room in a warm glow.

And like the rest of the house it was a mess.

There was a chair tucked into a corner with a pile of laundry that she hoped was clean. Knick knacks covered the shelves and piled up on the floor. His bedside table was a bit wobbly and had a few books along with water glasses collecting dust.

“You doing okay?” he murmured, stretching his arms out and tangling their fingers together when he found her hands.

“Hm? Oh! Yeah! Fine. Doing just fine. Peachy! Great!”

“...liar.”

She sighed, deflating a little. Yeah she laid it on a bit thick. He was thick headed but not stupid. “Fine. Doing better. A little...tired? I think.”

“You feeling weighed down?”

“Yeah.”

He squeezed her hands, stretching their arms out a little to lay across the blankets.

“I’m...sorry for waking you. Again.”

“You don’t have to apologize. I’m just reeling over the fact you’re still here with me.”

“I debated leaving,” she admitted, leaning back into his chest.

He was silent for a moment. “...you wouldn’t.”

“Well…”

He let go of her hands, rolling over on top of her. She squealed, making him laugh as he buried his face in the crook of her neck. He let out a huff. “Uh huh. Now you can’t leave. Mwahaha and all that.”

She wrapped her arms around his neck, playing with the hair at the nape. “I dreamed about you,” she said softly. He stiffened. The words lifted a small weight off her chest.

She really should talk about her issues more often. It was a bit of a relief.

“It wasn’t a good dream. Like the ones I usually have of you. They aren’t very...very good to begin with of course, but they were better than this.”

He stayed quiet, she breathed in shakily.

“You didn’t ask so this is dumb but I...I really don’t...want to be alone. I’m not alone but it just...ugh I’m making no sense.”

He shifted up, slowly resting on top of her, eyes meeting hers. He was heavy but it was a nice pressure to keep her breathing steady. He brushed her hair away from her face, Jolie batting with some of the curls from where she lay.

He grabbed part of the silver streak in her hair, the two of them watching her hair slip through his fingers. He brought the little hair up to his lips and kissed it, making her blush.

“I’m listening.”

She sighed, looking away from him. Her hair fell into her face, making him huff softly about ‘all his hard work wasted’.

“You didn’t have the best of times,” she whispered with a tiny smile. “Like...at all. It seems dumb to think about in the morning, some of the edges faded and blurry but…”

“What did you do to dream me?” he joked, pulling her hair back to get a good look at her face. The shirt she was borrowing had fallen down her shoulders.

She pointed to her jaw and made a stretching motion. He greened. “Oh.”

She felt herself pink. “It um...it gets worse.”

“How does it get worse?!”

“Your eyes fell out.”

“...and that’s how.”

“Also your teeth.” The look on his face made her giggle. It was a mixture of horror, shock and just plain rebooting. “Then you were puking up black sludge. Leaked out of your eyes too!”

“What.”

She snorted. She wasn’t going to mention the whole ‘he broke her fingers’ thing. That might concern him even more than anything else she talked about.

“And your eyes went.” She mimed an explosion.

Watching him react to her nightmare made her feel a slight bit better. Something warm settled in her stomach.

“You are a cruel woman, you know that?”

“It’s not like I made that all happen!” No it was Nicolas.

But something told her to not share that part with him.

“It was in your dream!”

“I don’t control my dreams!”

He let out a dramatic sigh, rolling off of her and flopping onto the bed. She turned on her side to look at him, Jolie getting up to bat at her hair some more.

With a dramatic eye roll, he took her hand in his gently. She flinched a little at the contact because he held her hand the same way he did in her dream. But the way he held her hand was different. He cradled it in a way. Softly and with care. Like if he breathed wrong she’d shatter.

This was real.

She slowly relaxed, he brushed a kiss along her knuckles. She smiled at him, lacing their fingers together. His eyes were soft, and they were kind. She brought his hand closer to her face, moving hers away enough to kiss his palm and fold his fingers over it like a physical thing she had given.

He drew his hand back to his chest, kissing her forehead. “May I share a secret?”

She hummed happily, tilting her head to kiss him in a slow lazy way. “I could never say no to a secret.”

“My real name is Batsaikhan.”

She blinked in surprise. “Huh?”

His cheeks darkened. “You shared your dream so I...thought it was only fair to share something like that too.”

“Secret for a secret?”

“Yeah.”

“So your real name? Lucas isn’t it?”

He shook his head. “Lucas is um...a name I came up with since no one could pronounce mine right. It grew on me over time. But my real name is Batsaikhan.”

“Bat...sai...khan?” She chewed her lip, thinking about it. It rolled off the tongue nice enough. Slowly, a smile climbed onto her face. “Batsaikhan. I like it, it suits you.”

The look on his face made her wilt a little. “What?” she asked, turning away from his gaze, blue eyes seeming to see right through her. “Am I...saying it wrong?”

“No,” he breathed, excitement seeping into his tone. Her head snapped up at his voice. His smile was a slow climb across his face, quickly turning giddy and making her smile too. His eyes crinkled with the force, he wrinkled his nose as well, tilting his head back to laugh. “You’re saying it...perfectly.”

She ducked her head down, smiling and giggling. When she looked back up at him, he was still smiling but softer now. He tilted her head up to kiss her softly, making her giggle.

“Perfectly?”

“Perfectly. Say it again?”

“Batsaikhan.”

“Again?”

“Batsaikhan.”

His grin grew more energetic each time she said it. “One more time?”

She threw her head back, laughing so hard her words were clouded. “Batsaikhan!”

He kissed her hand again, smiling so hard she could feel his teeth against her skin.

He laced their fingers together again, pulling her closer to him. The blanket pooled around their legs. Jolie meowed, shifting into the pillow she vacated.

She looked up at him, playing with his hair, running her hands through and giving the ends a small tug. He leaned into her touch, curling her hair around one of his fingers.

“Is it okay if...my name stays between us?”

She smiled, rubbing the tip of her nose against his. “I don’t mind. So, a secret between us now?”

He snorted softly. “I’d like to share many secrets with you.”

“Mmm really now?”

He kissed her cheek with a small yawn. “I would.”

“You might wanna take me on a date before we start talking that way,” she said with a giggle.

“Well, would you, Ms-”

“Doctor.”

“-Doctor Maeve O’Connor, go on a date with me?” he asked, looking at her with a smile.

She kissed the tip of his nose. “I’d love to.”

The way his face lit up made the butterflies in her stomach throw a party. He kissed her lightly but sweetly. “Now let’s get out of bed, my legs are going numb. I’ll make breakfast.”

She brightened at the prospect of breakfast, her stomach growling as well. He laughed, pushing the blankets off and getting to his feet. “I can make coffee,” she offered.

“Maybe with an extra kick?” he asked.

“Oh? Shot of liquor?”

“I have some brandy in the cabinet below the window.”

She propped herself up on her elbow, making a face at him. “Brandy? In coffee? You are a neanderthal.”

He made a face back. “And what’s that supposed to mean?”

“The only liquor goin’ in coffee is whiskey. Thank you very much.” Her accent slipped through with her words.

He leaned against the doorframe, hunched over a little. “I don’t know if we have it, but you can look. And are you sure whiskey is good in coffee?”

“Ma mhuirnín, we invented liquor in coffee. Whiskey in coffee to be precise.”

“And I thank you for that. But I usually have it with brandy.”

She wrinkled her nose. “And you’re wrong.”

He snorted. “We’ll see.”

Jolie meowed, getting up and stretching. Lucas called to her, promising breakfast for her as well. Jolie hopped off the bed and trotted ahead of him.

“You coming?” he asked.

She stretched her arms. “In a minute, Batsaikhan.”

He rapped his knuckles on the doorframe with a soft smile, leaving her be to gather her bearings.

Maybe this...wouldn’t go as badly as she feared.

She could only hope.

#the arcana #the arcana game #maevas #maeve #lucas #maeve x lucas #my writing #ugh im going on a trip so I cant post for a little over a week #BUT I CAN WRITE #ha HA #have two dorks who are TOTALLY not in love #im excited to write their date lol #it does not go well #in true maeve fashion

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alexannah · 4 years

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MLB Crack: The Story of Gabenath

This was originally titled “One Theory on How Gabenath Will Happen”, and intended to just be a collection of quotes from the relevant episodes followed by the ending section. But I got a bit carried away … especially on certain episodes … and now it’s this. Enjoy me lovingly making fun of my two precious idiot villains.

~*~

***HEROES’ DAY***

Hawk Moth: *for once doesn’t look excited as he akumatizes his assistant, despite it being the beginning of his first big plan he’s so confident in*

Hawk Moth: *gives Catalyst an outfit that is completely accidentally complimentary to The Collector’s*

Hawk Moth: Oh, no, I can’t believe I’m cornered!

Mayura: I’m going to give you a giant butterfly to literally blow away your enemies.

Hawk Moth: No! Don’t do that! I don’t want a giant butterfly!

Mayura: Seriously? Who wouldn’t want a giant butterfly? Also, you’re getting one. Accept it. It’s that or prison.

Hawk Moth: Okay, fine. As it’s just the once and if I go to prison I won’t be able to get my wife back.

Hawk Moth: *escapes*

Nathalie: I was willing to risk not just my health but being identified as an accomplice if you’re ever unmasked to keep you from being defeated, but I am most definitely not in love with you.

Gabriel: My assistant/just-a-friend, thank you for helping me escape so I can continue my plan to bring back my wife.

***REFLEKDOLL***

Nathalie: Let me risk my life and prison again to help you. Still not in love with you, by the way.

Gabriel: Okay, that’s fair. But as long as I get to cradle you in my arms in a concerned but completely platonic way afterwards.

Nathalie: Ooh, yeah.

Duusu: *is the cutest thing ever*

***FEAST***

Nathalie: *drops Gabriel*

Gabriel: Ouch! Oh, wait, that was just a tablet. Never mind. I guess I just like being held by Nathalie so much that it felt like it hurt.

Adrien: Nathalie, are you okay? Are you sure? Maybe we should go home. Yes, I’m acting like the parent now even though you’re basically my mom.

Gabriel: She’s fine. Well, not really, she could end up in a coma and unrevivable short of a wish to change reality, but obviously I’m not going to tell you that because that opens a whole can of worms that I’m not going to try and address for another few episodes. Ask me again when we get to Félix.

Nathalie: I’m fine, Adrien. I don’t care what happens to me because I want you, and your idiot dad with whom I am definitely not in love, to be happy. And I’m telling you I’m fine now because I don’t want you to worry about me. Also I’m touched that you’re concerned because although I’ve basically raised you throughout most of your life, I’m still lingering under the delusion that I’m only an employee and don’t have a real place in this family.

Adrien: *leaves but worries about his mom anyway*

Nathalie: *excited at the thought of a new plan to get the Miraculouses*

Nathalie: *or maybe she just enjoys criminal activity*

Gabriel: I am definitely not looking at you in a loving way. Nope. Just admiring your dedication. Which is completely within the norms of what an assistant will do for her boss.

Nathalie: Can I break into the museum now?

Gabriel: Maybe later when you’ve had a break. And I have the excuse of watching you sleep because you’re adorable but, you know, I’m just doing it because I need to make sure you’re okay.

***STORMY WEATHER***

Gabriel: I’m doing all of this so Adrien can be happy again!

Nooroo: Er, Adrien is happy. And I thought you were doing this because you wanted your wife back?

Gabriel: … Yeah, that too.

Nooroo: So, you haven’t fallen in love with Nathalie then.

Gabriel: Don’t be ridiculous.

Nooroo: I’m not the one in denial.

Gabriel: Shut up. You’re not right.

Hawk Moth: Is Nooroo right? *thinks about all the times he’s inadvertently put Adrien in danger*

Hawk Moth: I’ll just be a bit more careful. After all, I’m basically doing this for Adrien now. So he can have his mother back. Because I can’t understand that Adrien has moved on with his life and Nathalie is a better mom to him than Emilie ever was. Also obviously I want my wife back because she’s my wife and I’m still in love with her and definitely not with anyone else.

Hawk Moth: I have to succeed, at any price.

Hawk Moth: Which is clearly a stupid thing to say that I don’t really mean, because I am definitely not willing to sacrifice my son or my assistant-with-whom-I-am-definitely-not-in-love.

Hawk Moth: So, I’m going to make a volcano that will push the whole planet out of orbit and freeze us all to death now.

Hawk Moth: Nathalie, fetch some blankets and hot water bottles. It might get a bit chilly if Stormy Weather doesn’t get Ladybug and Cat Noir’s Miraculouses in time to stop the world plunging into a new ice age.

***LADYBUG***

Nathalie: I want to be the one to give Gabriel what he believes will be his happy ending!

Duusu: *cries* It’s so romantic!

Nathalie: I’m not going to correct you on that.

Duusu: I’m the Kwami of emotion. It would be pointless to try.

Duusu: Would it be pointless to try and tell you that Mr Gabriel is falling in love with you?

Nathalie: Yes, because I’m in my own form of denial.

Duusu: Fine. I guess if you keep risking your life long enough, maybe he’ll realise how he feels about you.

Duusu: Eventually …

Hawk Moth: Release her! Emphasis on ‘her’ not just because Ladybug just said “Release him” in reference to Cat Noir, but because I’m extra-concerned for my ailing assistant/accomplice who went behind my back because she’s stubbornly insistent on risking her life to help me!

Mayura: Don’t mind me. Hawk Moth winning is more important than my life. Although I probably should be concerned because if Ladybug unmasks me, it won’t take a genius to work out who Hawk Moth is.

Hawk Moth: I will willingly give up my opportune moment to get Ladybug and Cat Noir’s Miraculouses to protect you! I’m not even thinking about my identity being exposed.

Hawk Moth: But we’re definitely not a couple.

Ladybug and Cat Noir: *sensing Hawkyura*

Gabriel: Don’t do that again. You’re more important to me than bringing my wife back.

Duusu and Nooroo: *sensing Gabenath*

Nathalie: *completely misses the meaning of his words*

Nathalie: I will keep risking my life to help you if you give me permission to.

Duusu and Nooroo: *facepalm*

***FELIX***

Nathalie: *watches Adrien remember Emilie, feeling so sorry for him, labouring under the delusion that he hasn’t moved on either*

Nathalie: You should tell him. Before he gets some crazy ideas about us in his head.

Adrien: Too late.

Adrien: Gabenath.

Gabriel: How dare you!

Amelie: Hello, brother-in-law. Happy anniversary of the day your wife mysteriously vanished. Can I have your wedding rings? I’m assuming she left hers behind when she skipped town because, unlike you, I don’t put her on a literal pedestal and I know she was a selfish bitch like me so I assume she just left you and the son she doesn’t deserve.

Gabriel: I’m too proper to tell you to shove off. And no, you cannot have them.

Félix: Don’t worry, Mom, I’ll steal them for you.

Félix: Right after I’ve had some fun pissing off Adrien’s friends for no reason, because I’m a brat that way.

Lila: *does the only good thing she has ever done in her entire life (that she wasn’t persuaded to do by Adrien) by sending a copy of the video to Nathalie*

Nathalie: Are you thinking what I’m thinking?

Gabriel: Yes. A perfect opportunity to boot my bitch sister-in-law out of the house. One of the perks of being a supervillain is so much potential for being vindictively petty, and they won’t even know I’m the one behind it. Mwahaha.

Hawk Moth: *sends out an akuma which gives Lady Wifi digital teleportation powers*

Hawk Moth: Hang on a second. Nathalie, why didn’t you remind me that Adrien is in the same room as Félix and therefore in the line of fire when the villains come after him?

Nathalie: Oops! I’ll see to it now.

Lady Wifi: Too late, we’re here! Hang on, two Adriens?

Nathalie: *displays impressive combat skills*

Hawk Moth: *trying to focus on his mission and not get distracted by how awesome she is*

Félix: Hey, Hawk Moth! I’m about to prove not just what a sneaky little creep I am, but also demonstrate that I’m willing to make a deal with a supervillain just to get yours and my aunt’s wedding rings. Not that I know it’s you I’m talking to, obviously.

Hawk Moth: Yeah, okay. I’m definitely not going to help you get MY rings, but I’m willing to promise anything in order to get what I want.

Gabriel: *shakes hands with Félix even though he knows Félix wants his ring*

Gabriel: Oops. Shouldn’t have done that.

Amelie: Ah, my little criminal in the making! I’m so proud of you for doing something so cruel to your grieving uncle.

Nathalie: So, what did Adrien say earlier?

Gabriel: Er … nothing I currently accept as reality.

Nathalie: …?

***BATTLE OF THE MIRACULOUS***

Whole Episode: Hawkyura Hawkyura Hawkyura

Gabriel: Nooo, Nathalie!

Nathalie: It’s okay. Now we can fix the peacock Miraculous so Mayura can be a full-time partner.

Nathalie: And give the Parisians even more reason to think Hawkyura.

Gabriel: Stupid Parisians.

***SEASON FOUR***

Adrien: Gabenath.

Gabriel: Never!

***SEASON FIVE***

Adrien: Gabenath.

Gabriel: Stop doing that! She’s just a friend!

***SEASONS SIX TO ONE HUNDRED AND SIX***

Adrien and the majority of the rest of the cast: Gabenath

Gabriel: JUST! A! FRIEND!

Parisians: Hawkyura

Hawk Moth: JUST! A! FRIEND!

Adrien: Huh, that’s exactly what Father says about Nathalie …

***SEASON ONE HUNDRED AND SEVEN***

André Glacier: *spends five minutes alone with Gabriel*

Gabriel: Okay, Gabenath.

#miraculous ladybug #mlb #miraculous lb #miraculous tales of ladybug and chat noir #miraculoustalesofladybugandcatnoir #GabeNath #hawkyura #villain love square #gabriel agreste #gabriel x nathalie #nathalie sancoeur #Adrien and Gabriel #adrien and nathalie #mlb crack #gabenath crack #miraculous crack #miraculous lb crack #miraculous ladybug crack

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danafraedrich · 3 years

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Do I have a mug problem? NO! Why would you even suggest such a thing?! 😜 I especially don’t since the hubs put up a new mug rack for me, so I have EVEN MORE space to put them. MY MUG COLLECTION SHALL BE ENDLESS! MWAHAHA! MWAHAHAHAHA!!! . Ahem, so, the book, hooray for Korean folklore and sci-fi! I've been reading more and more middle grade this year. It's such fun to read. It’s so snappy, and I feel like the concepts are more adventurous than YA sometimes. The YA industry is such a juggernaut--a juggernaut, I love, mind you, but a juggernaut nonetheless--they tend to stick to what they know works, which is usually what has already worked a lot in the past. But I digress. I really enjoyed this book. The Space Force organization felt a lot like my beloved Star Trek, and the way Yoon Ha Lee combines magic and sci-fi was well cool. I hardly ever see that--possibly because having both can make things OP real quick. . Back on mugs, this one is another goodie I picked up on vacation. Swipe to see it transform with hot water! . . . . . #booknerd #books #booksarelife #booksaremagic #bookstagram #bookstagramcommunity #bookstagrammer #bookworm #read #reader #reading #lovetoread #bookdragon #bookwyrm #booknerd #booknerdigans #danafraedrich #dragonpearl #yoonhalee #yoonhaleeauthor #koreanfolklore #koreanfolkloreinspired #supportaapiauthors #bookandmug #booksandmugs

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56. Sonic the Hedgehog #38

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The Rise of Robotropolis… The Fall of Sonic!

Writer: Kent Taylor Pencils: Manny Galan Colors: Barry Grossman

Oh boy, this title promises some drama! Antoine, Tails, and Sonic are out on reconnaissance to check on the state of Robotropolis after the earthquake, and much to Antoine's annoyance, there's a big storm pouring down on them. Sonic is unconcerned with the torrent, but soon, they're attacked unexpectedly by combots, which they'd thought all destroyed back in StH#34. During the battle, lightning strikes!

Oh no! Sonic has X's in his eyes, and we all know that's the universal comic book sign of someone being dead! Tails rushes off to find everyone else, but when they arrive turns out he's fine! He just got knocked out for a second. He rushes off, stumbling a bit and still dizzy from his fall. Luckily Bunnie's there to jog with him and say hi!

So turns out Sonic isn't quite so supersonic anymore. Rotor rambles off a full panel of meaningless technobabble, but essentially, the energy explosion from the bot somehow robbed him of his powers. Nicole suggests that perhaps since one power ring is able to give him a boost normally, multiple might help him regain his speed. Sonic is disappointed but hopeful, refusing to give up the fight even when his greatest weapon has been removed from play. The team begins to return to Knothole only to be ambushed by more combots, which take Sonic's friends prisoner while he's helpless to properly battle them. When Sonic is knocked into a nearby lake, Sally's trainee group unexpectedly comes to his rescue, and lo and behold, while he was underwater he managed to grab a ring that the magical lake was in the process of spitting out!

Hey, nice to see these guys again! I think most people just see them as some forgettable characters from a little-appreciated miniseries, but I'm honestly fond of them. They contact their network of spies (meaning the spies on the inside, like Sleuth Doggy Dawg, not Harvey Who's intelligence agency or the Rebel Underground - yeah, there's a lot of spy groups to keep track of around here) who are able to find them a route through which to sneak into Robotnik's city, and they make their way in only to be confronted by the man himself, because of course they are. No rescue mission can ever be easy, can it?

Anyway, then he - wait wait, hold up for a second. Is Robotnik implying with those quotation marks that Snively somehow tortured the information of Sonic's speed loss out of the Freedom Fighters? To be clear, this line isn't elaborated on at all, and the Freedom Fighters seem physically fine, but what the hell else could that mean? Granted, it's not the first time Robotnik's authorized the use of torture on captives - remember poor Wombat Stu in the Tails miniseries? - but even that was sort of played for laughs, with Stu's tongue sticking out comically and everything. Moreover, is Snively really the torturing type in the first place? As Sonic humorously points out, he's just the lackey, and he's not really shown to have a mean streak to him or anything. It'd be weird for Robotnik to point out Snively having prowess in anything if Robotnik was actually the one directing things, with Snively just following orders. He does treat Snively like dirt, after all.

Eh, I don't know why I'm getting hung up on this detail. Robotnik sets some combots fresh off the assembly line on the team, and during the fight Sonic manages to collect three rings - one from the lake, one from his backpack, and one he threw at another combot in an earlier fight. Together, the combined power of the three rings allows him to regain his speed, and he defeats the rest of the combots with ease and rescues his friends.

The story ends in a weird rush, actually - there's only one page after this, and it basically goes:

Robotnik: "Mwahaha, you win, but I'm blowing this place up. See ya!"

Freedom Fighters: (suddenly standing outside the smoking base) "Wow, we sure did escape that in the nick of time!"

It amusingly feels like they ran out of space or something, like they had this whole escape sequence planned for the ending but then got reminded they only had a set amount of pages to tell the story and were like "Uhh crap better wrap this up fast!" Maybe they were just trying to make room for…

Bedtime Tails!

Writers: Mike Kanterovich and Ken Penders Pencils: Ken Penders Colors: Barry Grossman

…this actually pretty hilarious story! Normally the Tails stories are just full of silly kid stuff, but this one got some genuine giggles out of me. Sonic's caught a cold, and to cheer him up, Tails has decided to read him comic books - specifically, the ones he's written! Now, no offense to ten-year-olds, but they're not known for being the best writers. Tails' story essentially involves an alternate universe where he, Sonic, Sally, and Rotor all became irradiated while on an adventure in space, and got vaguely-defined "superpowers" from it. When "Robotnicus" the giant alien human… thing shows up on the planet to eat it ("it" being the entire planet), Sonic opts to give him Twinkies - uh, sorry, Twinkles, guess they didn't get the brand deal for that one like they did the thermos - and it ruins his appetite and gives him an ache in his tum-tum! Seriously, that's the actual dialogue. I was cackling.

Anyway, the story is so boring that it puts Sonic to sleep immediately. The next day, he's feeling better, but Tails isn't - he's caught the cold now. And Sonic knows just how to cheer him up!

Side note, who said Chicken Tenders was inherently bad at art? Just look at that cutie in the bottom left. That is an adorable Sonic.

#nala reads archie sonic preboot #archie sonic #archie sonic preboot #sonic the hedgehog #sth 38 #era 2 the freedom fight #writer: kent taylor #writer: mike kanterovich #writer: ken penders #pencils: manny galan #pencils: ken penders #colors: barry grossman

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the-coolest-mallard · 5 years

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Stealth Operation | Team Sabotage

@urchinxowens @justkeepdancing-nemo @oliversaluki

The boys sneak into the Hunted Deer and make a mess.

URCHIN

The light had faded and night was upon Swynlake. Everyone was asleep in order to build up energy to go back to work the next day. Everyone except Urchin - because he had summer holiday - and hopefully Louie, who Urchin was actually waiting for at their rendez-vous point a block away from Main Street.

Urchin sported his best spy gear which… well, consisted of a black turtle neck sweater, balck jeans and a black beanie that worked very little because his curls were overpowering it more and more by the minute, cascading out of the headgear.

With him also came a large cardboard box with air holes punctured on top. The boy sat next to said box and checked his phone, waiting for his partner in crime to arrive!

LOUIE

Ordinarily, Louie never got rid of his signature green. However, the plan they had was going to require stealthiness. So he also had dressed in all black. Black skinny jeans, black t-shirt, black leather jacket he found around the house. And of course a beanie as well, pushing down his own fantastic hair.

Louie had only one hand free to use (the other in a cast thanks to his genius moped moment), but he utilized his hand as best he could. He brought along with him some spray paint that he’d found at home, as well as some eggs both sort of put together in a bag. He’d feel a little bad about wasting the eggs but…there were a ton of things to toss at Gaston and he was gonna use all of them.

He made his way over with a grin, glad that he managed to find friends who were up for taking matters into their own hands. “Hey Urchin. Listen, I invited Ollie along too. He had some fun ideas for sabotage and stuff which is great and you know…I’ve only got one functioning hand so. Go team.”

OLLIE

Ollie kind of knew this was a bad idea but at the same time why not mess with someone who deserved it. Besides a little egg never hurt anyone and if he was there he could probably try and keep everyone from getting into too much shit.

So he had printed out harmless things, well not that werewolves were harmless but it was a prank that was harmless and his of choice.

Plus it was good to pull his leather jacket back on, pull the dark beanie on, and get out of the house from the crying baby.

It wasn’t hard to find the two other boys.

“What’s up?” Ollie stated softly dropping to curb beside Urchin.

URCHIN

“Woah, what happened to you?” Urchin couldn’t help but ask, gesturing at Louie’s arm. He didn’t look like that the last time Urchin had seen him, now did he? In any case, Ollie rolled up soon enough.

“Oh, hello! So it looks like we’re ready, huh? I’m honestly glad we’re not on our own, because I didn’t manage to get any raccoons,” he admitted, patting the cardboard box. The pat made the animal within wake up, though, because it had begun moving.

“I… got the next best thing. This is Felicia. She’s the cat who always tries to get into our kitchen,” the boy explained. “She’s ferocious. Should give our big dumb friend a headache when he tries to take her out of his business tomorrow.”

NEMO

Nemo had never snuck out of the Hollow before.

In the end– it had been kind of easy. He just waited for his father’s light snoring, put on one of his black dance hoodies, flipped up the hood, and then, quick and quiet as the wind itself, flit from outside his bedroom window.

He had to stop first at the Raccoon Hole to see if he could round up reinforcements. Course, he was no animal fairy and his Beast was seriously lacking, but as soon as he flashed the gold of his pixie dust, they were in. Raccoons loved all things shiny– kinda like magpies in that way. With his new comrades in tow, Nemo flitted fast as he could and tried not to think about how he had used up more than half his dust by the time he finally got to town.

He walked the rest of the way, hood up, skirting from shadow to shadow until he saw what he thought were the three boys he had never met before. His steps slowed, hands going into his pockets, heart rapid-fire, though from his flying or nerves he didn’t know. He swallowed and put on a big grin, sauntering forward.

“Um– hey! Are you erm, Louie, and Ollie and…?” he blinked. He didn’t know the other bloke. “Um. I brought Blueberry and Denise!” He blurted and pointed at his raccoon mates.

They chattered and lifted their paws in a friendly wave.

LOUIE

What had started as an awful day had quickly turned into something incredible. He had gathered three other boys to do something important: sabotage the old geezer Gaston. It was the perfect union, with every one pitching in the best of plans (and one fantastic fairy delivering the raccoons of destiny). He almost forgot about the wrist, though he held it up with a sheepish grin. “Crashed my moped. It happens. Won’t get in the way of awesome though.”

And this was truly awesome. Ollie was there, Urchin brought a CAT! And then finally, the other hero of the night Nemo there with the raccoons! Who needed brothers for mischief when you could make friends like these? “Mwahaha,” Louie cackled quietly, rubbing his hands together because this was better than he could have imagined. “Team Sabotage…we’ve come together this dark night to take down an old man’s ego.” He glanced over at the cat and the raccoons. “I welcome Felicia, Blueberry and Denise to our super good cause.”

He turned toward his fellow conspirators, the smile only growing on his face. “Urchin, Ollie, Nemo…you guys are the best of the best of the best with the coolest ideas. And I’m excited to pull off this mission with you. But first…we should probably have a sort of escape plan. My moped’s trashed so we can’t take that quick exit.”

OLLIE

Ollie really wasn’t quite sure what he was getting himself into at this rate. There was a cat and two raccoons? They couldn’t be too much damage? Or too dangerous. Either way Ollie was going to make sure they didn’t get into shit. Or try to.

He just lifted a hand in a greeting.

“I can double back and get my car? It’s kind of noticeable for the small town so I don’t know how much of a good idea that is for stealth.” Ollie mused with a shrug. “We gotta worry about cameras too and what not. I’ve never been so I don’t know what’s there but he’d be even more stupid not to have some sort of security.” Leaning forward Ollie rested on his knees trying to think of all the necessary things.

URCHIN

“Urchin,” the boy quickly said when the stranger asked for his name. Eventually, he managed to associate each person with their names, and smiled at the small collective of revenge-getters.

“Uh, we should probably try to stay out of very visible areas as much as possible, then,” the curly-haired boy pointed out after Ollie’s statement. “We can also ask the raccoons or the cat to disconnect anything we can find, if that’s even possible… and if anyone can talk to them.”

He stood up from his sitting place and grinned. “In any case, he’s getting what he deserves! So destiny will probably thank us for it or whatever. We will probably not even get grounded because of how much everyone probably dislikes this guy.”

NEMO

Nemo’s eyes flicked imperceptibly to his pocket. Tucked inside was his pixie dust pouch-- and in another world, Nemo would pull it out, grin bright, and show them all how to use it. Why need a moped when you could fly anyway, right?

But if he ran out of pixie dust, he’d never get home, and his dad would wake up and see he was gone, and he’d totally flip and Nemo would be grounded (literally) for the next forever.

He felt guilty, but he kept his hands in his pockets, fingers around that pouch, all to himself.

“Erm, I can’t-- explain electronics to them,” he said, rolling from the balls of his feet to his toes and back again. “My beast’s not that good and they’d definitely not listen. But um, I can fly in before hand and maybe turn ‘em off?”

LOUIE

“You can fly?!” Louie blurted first, instantly putting Nemo up there on the list of coolest people he’d ever met. That was awesome! He’d met this other guy who could fly once (Peter) but they hadn’t really spoken much since the incident at the ice cream shop. Nemo though, Nemo seemed like a super cool dude. So did Urchin and Ollie really. Immediately in for the world’s best sabotage team.

“Good idea on the security front too...hmm. If the car’s not the best option and the raccoons can’t tell...yeah okay. Here’s the plan,” Louie started, and honestly he wasn’t one hundred percent sure they’d just listen to him on this but what the hell. Act confident and like you’re the best option and eventually others will believe you.

“Nemo will fly in and turn off the security. From there he’ll call in the racoon pals to trash the place and the cat too. Phase two’ll be us swinging in there to egg the place and spray painting it. The werewolf pics will have to be more carefully put so they’re phase three. Ollie, you seem pretty like...responsible and shit, are you up for keeping watch? Make sure that the cost is clear?”

OLLIE

Well if Ollie had to have a title of being responsible, you know what he was okay with that. The more he thought about it the more he worried about it he was. This wasn’t New York where you could get away with shit because no one paid attention to you. This was Swynlake where anything that could go wrong would go wrong.

Call him boring. He was not getting tossed into jail for this though even if he could bail himself out.

“Honestly yeah I’m good with just keeping watch.” Ollie stated simply. “You guys can do all the trouble and we can make a simple signal that someone is on their way. Three knocks in quick sucession or something like that. So you know don’t be too loud in there.”

URCHIN

Urchin was disappointed they couldn’t tell the animals to do everything for them, mostly because it’d have been so cool, but the plan seemed solid either way. He listened intently to Louie’s words and tried to picture it in his mind - it’d probably involve a fun montage of crudely-drawn caricatures of the boys doing all the things if it were a TV show.

“Great! I think we’re all set, then,” he announced, picking up the box Felicia the cat was in, which shook almost uncontrollably as it was picked up. “Evidently, Felicia’s ready to move, too.”

NEMO

Right-- that meant he actually had to fly.

Instantly, Nemo got self-conscious, his hands fisting deep in his hoodie pockets. So dumb-- it wasn’t like they were gonna see his wing or anything. It just kinda felt like...well, his pixie life was in the forest and his human life was here in Swynlake. He’d never been in his pixie form here.

But Louie beamed at him. Nemo wanted to help. He didn’t have any other choice.

“Er, okay. Yeah-- okay then, I’ll um-- do that!” said Nemo. His eyes flicked back to Louie and his smile dropped as fast as it jumped onto his face in the first time. “Uh, now right? I should do that now?”

LOUIE

“Hmmm….the knock’ll work once we’re all in there, but I think Nemo you’ve gotta give us a bit more of a cue.” They’d be close by, but not too close, obviously. They couldn’t exactly be spotted by the cameras or anything. What would work better for that? “How about...Nemo you can do like an owl call or something. Hoot or something once you’ve got the cameras out of the way.”

He glanced around the group of misfits, a smile slowly lighting up his entire face. This was the kind of thing he lived for. Bringing together some cool kids to cause trouble for a man who absolutely deserved everything they threw his way. This was going to be the best. “Yeah okay. Nemo first uh huh. But maybe demo your call or whatever so we know what we’re listening for. But then yeah. Fly like an eagle or something.”

OLLIE

Ollie nodded, more than fine taking a step back. He wasn’t ever the leader type. It just wasn’t in his bones. So he listened to the plan. What an interesting group he had found himself in. Pushing himself into a standing position Ollie stepped back from the box with a potentially unruly cat.

“Are we gonna make code names at his rate?” Ollie joked. “Eagle one, Eagle Two. If I had to pick a dude and what not.”

URCHIN

Urchin frankly loved the idea of getting code names, but he wondered if he’d start confusing them. “Okay, okay,” he said. “But I want memorable code names. Otherwise, I’m gonna confuse everyone, honestly.”

He looked around and at the rest. They all seemed ready and eager to start. The box shaking in his hands seemed to imitate his own anxiousness to get started. “Not to hurry us up or anything, but if this cat manages to escape the box there’s no way we’re getting her back in. So, let’s make sure she does it once she’s inside, and pronto.”

NEMO

The idea of code names distracted Nemo from his erratic, buggy jitters firing off in his belly. He brightened up-- especially at Eagle one, Eagle two.

His hand shot up into the air. “Dibs on Eagle One!” he preened. He grinned wide, shooting the grin from one boy to the next.

He’d always wanted to be like an eagle-- strong, intense, fierce. Fast.

He then cleared his throat. “Erm, okay how about somethin’ like--” and he whistled sharp and loud, the sort of call he had mimicked before from the animal fairies.

It made Blueberry and Denise startle, then perk up on their hindlegs and wiggle their noses in the air.

LOUIE

“Alright great. Nemo’s Eagle One. That’s good. Hmm… Ollie can be Hawkeye or something you know, cause he’s keeping watch.” Louie probably wasn’t any better at this code name thing, but he could sure try. “Urchin you’ll be 007. You’ve got the whole look down. Leaving me with…” he hummed, debating for a long minute. “Rebel Leader.”

He jumped a little at the whistle, knocking into Urchin a bit and patting his shoulder as his form of sort of apology. “Okayyyy. Yeah. Good. That’s good. Eagle One...you’re clear for take off,” he added, grinning like an idiot and giving them all the thumbs up. This would be amazing. Team Sabotage was ready to go. “The rest of us, we gotta chill, till we hear Nemo. Alright?”

OLLIE

Ollie couldn’t help the snort of laughter as all the code names. He had been teasing but he was glad they took him seriously. It made him feel more like they were part of a group than he had in a long time. Sure he couldn’t be sure everyone had each others backs but it felt like they did.

Blinking at the animal call Ollie nodded. “Hard to miss but it should blend in.” Ollie mused with a nod. “Have any of you guys pulled off anything like this before?” Ollie questioned already starting to glance around and make sure he took his task seriously during the whole time.

URCHIN

Urchin grinned at his code name. It was probably the best one out of all of them, so he certainly didn’t complain. He did jump a bit when Louie knocked into him, but was quick to regain his balance and smile as a silent way to tell him not to worry.

“And chill we shall,” the boy declared. He put down the box for a few seconds and made sure his cap was on correctly, and then shrugged at Ollie. “I mean… You know what they say, there’s a first time for everything, right?” he said, grinning.

NEMO

First time for everything.

Wasn’t that the truth?

And Nemo-- Nemo was excited, especially as he glanced around at these other boys’ grins. It gave him the jolt of confidence he needed. He dug his hand back into his pocket and this time he pulled out the pixie dust pouch. “Okay! Okay okay, I’m um, I’m goin’!” he said as he skipped back, gathering a little bit of air on his heel that helped him glide. “Oi, Denise, Blueberry, follow me!” He took out a pinch of pixie dust, tossed it in the air, and leaped into the golden cloud--

In an instant, he was a small blur of orange and gold, zooming sharp as a rocket toward the Deer. The raccoons chattered and followed after him, their black and gray hides disappearing into the shadow.

It didn’t take long for Nemo to fly all the way up to the Deer’s thatched roof. He skittered around the panels then found the chimney and dived down into it. The raccoons, meanwhile, took the long way round and clambered up the gutters. Their claws scratched against the pipe work and the roof tiles.

Nemo emerged into a dark, dim, silent pub. It was actually a bit creepy how quiet it was-- Nemo used to humming cicada and whistling crickets and the wind, always there, murmuring into his ear. There was no wind here. The air was still, so still it felt-- dead. Dusty. Nemo didn’t like it and he scrunched up his nose before zooming on.

He found the cameras and scrambled on top of one, where he had to stop and rest. His little wind fluttered weakly and his lungs burned from all the effort of it. Breathing heavily, he drew his hands through his hair once before resecuring the hood over his orange hair. And then, squinting through the dark, he yanked hard on the tiny switch below the flashing red button. It didn’t budge. Nemo grimaced. This was the downside of being so small sometimes. He yanked again and again and the plastic rubbed against this tiny hands. And then one more time--

Nemo yelped as the switch gave way and he nearly toppled off the camera. His wings fluttered frantically and righted him again.

This was way harder than it looked.

It took him another five minutes to get the other three cameras all turned off, and then Nemo landed in a tired heap on the ground where he pinched out some pixie dust to help him return to his human-form. Nemo put his hands around made his call then and skipped over to the door to open it up for the boys when they arrived.

He poked his head out. “Coast all clear!” he announced. Something smashed behind him and Nemo giggled. “I think that was Denise.”

LOUIE

The mission was going off without a hitch. Nemo went for it, and the rest of the boys had a little while before they could be called in. “You know, I pull stuff like this with my brothers...but they’re usually too them to want to go for something really interesting.” Well, Huey more than Dewey, but it took some nudging to get them to want to cause some serious trouble.

But soon he heard the call, and he gestured for Ollie and Urchin to follow him as he rushed over to the entrance of the Hunted Deer. “Nice one Nemo. Your heroics will be remembered forever.” He carefully stepped into the building, holding onto a can of spray paint. It was time to mess up this newly prettied up place. Yesss. “Okay. Ollie, stick by the door yeah?” This teamwork was seriously going to rule. He’d never have a shot at something this good without them.

Louie moved toward the nearest wall, shaking the spray paint he had and considered it carefully. This would be his artistic masterpiece. “I know we should probably be beyond the immature dick art, but Gaston is one...so is it really so bad?” He considered the wall carefully. “Guys? Ideas on what we should put on the walls? It’s gotta be good.” He started ‘Gaston is a dick’ on one part, figuring it was both true and fun to write. The rest...well. He could probably paint something fun.

OLLIE

That wasnt that reassuring. People having only done this for the first time could be dangerous. Sure ollie hadnt spray painted or edges someone's place but he liked to think his own excursions in New York would count for it.

He didn't technically have a criminal record at least. (Not that he hadn't ever been caught but because people took pity on him as a kid)

But that's almost why he was starting to feel responsible for the group of boys. He didn't want any of them to get in trouble for this. At least trouble they couldn't get themselves out of.

Crossing over to the door Ollie nodded his head giving Nemo a heads up. "Okay you guys do your thing. I'll let you know if someone is coming. Stay as quiet as you can with you know Denise and everyone breaking things so you can hear if I have to give you guys a signal."

URCHIN

Loud meowing followed Ollie’s instructions, totally being louder than intended, as Felicia finally found her freedom when Urchin unsecured the box and let her out. Immediately, the cat started running and hopping around the place, uncertain of her location, and had already knocked down a pair of bottles from behind the bar. That’s what Urchin would call a resounding success!

“Uh - Draw him!” Urchin suggested. “Except make his nose a dick,” he added, because hey, dick drawings were in like 50% of graffiti, right? It felt like a crime not to do it.

NEMO

Nemo started giggling.

He’d never done anything like this before. It was like somethin’ outta a TV show, y’know, something he might watch at Roo’s house during one of his rare sleepovers. He didn’t realize this sort of thing happened in real life. That kids really did go out and-- and teepee places, and mess up houses, and use spray paint and markers and all sorts of things.

He felt a little guilty, but it was a feeling as fast as a blink. Mostly he thought about how pissed his dad would be if he knew. Not only was Nemo breaking a whole handful of Marlin’s rules, but he was doing that in Gaston’s pub.

He made a grab for a can of spray paint. “I’ll draw dicks on all the booths!” he announced and then scurried off to do so.

Meanwhile, there was more glass-smashing as Denise and Blueberry had their way with the storage room.

LOUIE

Never was there a better group of boys than now. He was sure of it. “Dicks on the booths yesssssss. Great idea Nemo!” Louie was delighted by the whole thing. And Urchin coming out with a dope drawing idea. Oh yeah. Louie would make Gaston as ugly as possible.

He smirked, taking one of the spray paint cans (a wonderful green) and studied the wall before him. “Good call good call. Alright, while I do my masterful art of Gaston….Urchin, put up those werewolf pics. Scare the pants off of him when he goes anywhere!”

He started spraying a sort of rendition of Gaston. If Gaston were more of a blob person with a dick nose. What? He was still working on improving his art. Maybe he’d bother Lou Bonfamille for more lessons. For now? Well he added some extras like a fart cloud by his ass and a speech bubble by his mouth saying ‘no one farts like Gaston’

Then he took a step back to admire his work. “What do you guys think? Pretty good right?”

URCHIN

Urchin nodded and saluted before heading off to do as ordered. He gathered the expertly-crafted werewolves and began making rounds about the place to find locations for optimal scare factor.

He decided to place the first one under the bar, hiding so that you’d only be able to see it if you were on the bartender’s side of it. The next one hung right by the bathroom doors, so you’d round that corner and piss your pants off on your way into the bathroom. That, of course, meant that he had to also set one up within the bathroom in place.

After setting up the rest in the general vicinity of the bar, the boy returned just in time to admire the drawing on the walls. “Perfect,” he commended. “I’m sure he’s going to love it.”

NEMO

Nemo got to work on the drawings, giving the spray cans a good shake. It took him a few seconds to get a handle on the paint-stream, but once he’d got it down, the dicks were pretty easy. He went booth to booth and spray painted them big across the seat, though he made sure to switch it up a few times, y’know, vary the size and direction and all-- artistic license. He knew it was all a bit silly but, well, he couldn’t get Louie’s compliment outta his head.

He thought Nemo was cool. And brilliant. And that he had great ideas.

And sooo… Nemo wanted to show off.

He jogged back over to Louie and tapped him on the shoulder. “Hey, Louie, I ah-- I got an idea. Wanna see somethin’ cool?” he said.

And then Nemo drew his hands together, palms flat. And then, in one quick motion, he folded his fingers in one after another after another, then back again, until he had gathered a swirling ball of wind in his hands.

And then Nemo shoved the heel of his hand across the palm of his other one, pushing the blast of wind out--!

It blew out the napkins outta the napkin dispensers on several of the tables. “Nice, right!” He said, jumping up and down again. “I can do a windmill and probably knock everything over!”

LOUIE

Louie was easily distracted from drawing something else spectacular (maybe Gaston cowering before a werewolf or something) by his new friend Nemo. He twisted around, watching the guy carefully as he gathered wind into his hands and knocked napkins out of this dispensers.

“Holy shit, you’re the avatar!” Louie blurted and then grinned. “Sorry. It just looks like something out of a cartoon.” He glanced around to see that Ollie was still properly keeping a look out, and that Urchin was placing the werewolf stuff. And wow he picked great spots.

“Nice move by the bathroom mate. Hilarious.” This was the best bunch of guys he’d ever met. They’d be bound together by a common bound of mischief with this. Maybe he’d get them to make some sort of pact. Or something. “Okay. I’m gonna draw one more thing. Nemo...definitely knock shit over. That’s fantastic. Everyone do one last ridiculous thing and then we’ll get the fuck outta here. Ollie...you do something ridiculous too. Come on. It’ll be worth it.”

OLLIE

Ollie was perfectly fine chilling by the door. It wasn't like there was anything to scare him out here. The only thing that worried him was that some random adult would see them wasn't he an adult too. Was he supposed to be turning people in for their hijinks.

"You guys look to be doing perfectly fine." Ollie mused with a small laugh stepping back for a moment. "Plus I'm more musically inclined then I am artistically." Even with Gaston being a douche ollie doubted himself. Not that either one of his parents would care if he had to guess what they would think.

"Wait this place has a kitchen right? What about saran wrapping most of the stools together or something?"

URCHIN

Urchin was happy to be complimented for his ideas. Everyone else was doing pretty great too, which made him even more satisfied! After Ollie’s suggestion, though, the boy’s eyes seemed to outright gleam in delight.

“Ooooh, yes! He’d probably use that wrap to attack some deers and hang them on his wall or something evil like that anyway,” Urchin said, and immediately bolted into the kitchen. He took a while but trashed the place while he looked around, and Felicia even helped unintentionally by walking in and finding some leftovers on a counter.

Eventually, Urchin found a roll of something that people would likely use to wrap up take-out. “Here we go!” he proclaimed, tossing the few rolls he’d found out onto the main sitting area of the bar for the others to pick up.

NEMO

While they waited for Urchin to appear, Nemo did his fairy best too. He could feel the slight draft from the chimney where he’d flown down as well as the slightly open door where Ollie was standing guard. It was always much easier to play with already-moving air and so he splayed his fingers wide and gathered it in his hands. Once he’d rolled it all into a ball, he pushed it toward the booths and the mini wind-funnel skirted over the tables, skittering one after the other. Napkins blew from the dispensers and the salt and pepper turned over and got all over the table and seats.

Then Urchin came back and Nemo’s smile leaped back onto his face. He jumped up and caught it. “Nice!” he crowed and then went to work saran-wrapping everything together.

He forgot all about the guilt he’d felt earlier-- the slight panic, that stray thought whispering what would happen if he got caught? Now, all he was thinkin’ about was how fun this was.

Soon they finished, all the saran wrapped up. “Are we done?” Nemo said as he popped up, going back to Louie’s side since he seemed-- well. He was in charge, wasn’t he? He bounced a little on his toes, ready to perform a few more wind-tricks if he needed to.

LOUIE

Louie glanced around the room, looking at all the chaos around them. They had done a spectacular job on sabotaging the place. He was honestly impressed by everyone’s initiative. He needed to keep a note of this. From this day forward, if there ever was a guy that wronged one of them, Louie felt they had the perfect solution.

“I’d say so. We’ve definitely made a mess of the place. Suck it Gaston,” Louie added, as if the man was around to hear it. Well...maybe he’d just write it. No. They’d done a good job without that. “Time to make a hasty exit. Ollie, look and see if the coast’s clear? From there we get the hell outta here. We’ve done important work lads. I’ll never forget it.”

OLLIE

Ollie let out a laugh, so many of his ideas had been thrown to the literally as everyone took it and ran with it. A part of him felt bad until he remembered it was Gaston and he didn’t feel bad anymore. Ducking his head out Ollie listened to everything around the place.

“We’re good to go. Remember what happens at the Deer stays at the Deer.” Ollie teased ushering the guys out. “Let’s get out of here.”

#justkeepdancing-nemo #oliversaluki #urchinxowens #this was so fun to write #teen shenanigans!

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P-Artsypants Fanfiction Masterpost!

I feel like I’m always making a new one of these posts every few months, but I honestly just write so much that it makes sense...

Updated so most recent Fandom is at the top.

Find most, if not more, of these fics on:

Fanfiction.net | Archive of Our Own | Wattpad

(~AU’s, *Finished, ❤️Author's Favorites)

Kingdom Hearts

~❤️Rage Awakened AO3 | FF.net- Ten years ago, Terra, Aqua, and Ventus lost their fellow apprentice, Sora, in Deep Jungle. Now, they are to return with two new students, Riku and Kairi, to lock the heart of the world. All the while, something watches from the trees. Feral!Sora AU

My Kingdom for a Heart AO3 | FF.Net - The curse of being one of the Princesses of heart, is that there’s always someone out to get you. As Xemnas looked failure in the face, he reached out in a last ditch effort and destroyed Kairi’s heart. Now her friends must travel the worlds again. Sora, to find a way to recover Kairi’s heart, and Riku, to make amends to those he has wronged. All the while, the darkness grows.

Miraculous Ladybug

One Shots

*❤️Amalgam- When an young man is rejected for being ‘incompatible’ he turns into the akuma ‘Amalgam’ able to fuse two people together. And later Adrien and Marinette would debate if it was lucky or unlucky that they got hit.

*Sing We All Noel- After receiving the worst Christmas present ever from his father, Chat Noir finds himself out on the streets with nowhere to go on Christmas Eve. Thankfully, Ladybug finds him and brings him home.

*Speechless- In a world where everyone has a soulmark, the first words their soulmate will say to them, Marinette is born without one. But Adrien Agreste has two. Curious, considering he’s mute.

*❤️Tunnels of Love- The night started out with an accidental kiss from Adrien Agreste, and ended with her bleeding in the Catacombs of Paris. Ladybug, the wielder of the miraculous of good luck. Yeah right. (Some blood)

*The Reveal That Wasn’t- First Parts My ending to kittybug’s Tumblr Prompt

*What A Mess We’re In- Ladybug has a lot on her mind, and when Chat Noir bugs her enough, she tells him she’s going to confess to her Crush, Adrien Agreste. Chat’s reaction is not what she’s expecting.

Long Fics

*❤️Nine Lives- (FF.net) When Adrien Agreste is scheduled to go to a Military School in Germany, Chat Noir must make a critical decision. Does he give up his Miraculous? Or does he give up his life as Adrien? I’ll save you the trouble of guessing, he gives up being Adrien.

*Tender Words- When Marinette finally gets the guts to confess her feelings for Adrien, some things go so wrong, and other things go so right.

How To Train Your Dragon

One Shots

The Vikings Have Their Tea (FF.Net | AO3)

Arranged Marriage- Takes place at the beginning of HTTYD

❤️Breathe- Survival of the fittest

~Childhood Friends- At the Sandbox

❤️Easy Fix- In which Hiccup has a bad day

~Fashion Designer- Astrid needs a fill in

❤️Frozen- In Which Astrid takes a Dip and things get frisky (Rated M)

❤️Headache- In Which Hiccup hits his head….really hard

❤️Heir- In Which Hiccup is Picked (Longer version by FateCharms)

Illness- In Which Stoick is a dad

~Illusionist- Trick gone wrong

~In the Walls- In which there’s a poop ghost

~Knocking On The Wrong Door (2) - A chance encounter

❤️Messages- Astrid is Frustrated with Hiccup’s obliviousness

~To Mirkwood- Hiccup is not a dwarf

~Monster Falls- Hiccup and Astrid take a dip

❤️Mute- In which there’s a quiet stranger

~Music Video (ImgHS)- He didn’t expect it

❤️Operation: Lovebirds- In Which the gang makes a plan, and Hiccup gets Drunk

~Over- Too many nightmares

~Partners in Crime- A normal day at work

~Pirate- Astrid is the greatest treasure

~Prince- He doesn’t want to be a broken King

❤️Sorting Things Out- In Which Astrid gets her ducks in a row

~The Dragon and The Dame- Beauty and the Beast Au

The Pit- In Which Hiccup is rescued

Hide and Seek- Part 1

Lost and Found- Part 2

Long fics:

*❤️Infernal Responsibility- Being the son of the chief takes brains, courage, and a lot of patience. But at his father’s the request for marriage, Hiccup decides he has had enough. When he seeks out a life of ease, he runs into more than what he bargained for.

*❤️Roses and Lilies- “Astrid, you and I both know you’re much tougher than I am. You’re more brave, and a better fighter…but just for a little while…could we pretend that I’m the one protecting you?” “Oh gods yes!”

*~What the Water Gave Me- The sea is a wild and dangerous thing, something that cannot be foretold or predicted. Hiccup discovered this many years ago, in human naiveté. Yet, what was meant as a sacrifice became a new life, one like no one could comprehend. He now finds himself once more in the unknowing hands of those that sentenced him to death. He only prays things will be different this time. Merman!AU

*Parasite- Soulsnatcher Dragons are rare but deadly. But, As Hiccup finds out, it’s the eggs you have to watch out for.

*~320 State Street- Gobber’s Goods. A Hardware Store that was rumored to have everything you needed. She thought she only needed a job. Turns out, she needed a lot more than that. (A Modern AU no one asked for)

*~❤️The North Tower- When Finn Hofferson died, Astrid inherited his castle in Wales…and a whole lot more. Something sinister lurks in the North Tower.

*~❤️Boy Toy- AO3 - At the age of 21, Princess Astrid lawfully has to pick a husband. But when the perfect groom is nowhere to be found, she requests the toymaker to create one for her. It’s safe to say that everyone in the kingdom is a little concerned. (Pinocchio!AU I guess?)

No, You Go First- AO3 - The Chief of Berk was a headstrong viking, stubborn and full of pride, and willing to do whatever it takes to keep his village safe. But for a moment, he puts that aside, and listens to his son. In which Hiccup convinces his dad not to make him go through Dragon Training, and the subsequent changes that follow.

*In Due Time- AO3 - As another illness sweeps through Berk, Gothi needs another ingredient for her medicine…one that doesn’t exist anymore. Fortunately, she kept that old spell book around for such an occasion. Big Hiccup is sent to five years into the past, and his younger self sent to take his place in the future. But it’s only a few days, what could go wrong?

Trollhunters: Tales from Arcadia

❤️Arcadia or Bust- In Which Arcadia welcomes back it’s underground citizens.

Teen Titans

Oneshots:

~Big Brother- Don’t turn out the light (Horror)

Dear Jason- Bruce Writes a letter

Just Drawing- Bruce thinks about Robin

The Prisoner- Starfire is Guilty

Of Mustard and Three Foot Purple Tongues- A collection of Oneshots and Drabbles

Long Fics (*Finished):

*~❤️Carol of the Bells- High in the dark Bell Tower of Notre Dame, there lives a mysterious bell ringer. Legend tells of the angel who fell from the sky, and the curse she bares. There are few who know her true identity though; her master, the priest, and the acrobat that performs on the streets below. Based loosely on ‘The Hunchback of Notre Dame’ RobxStar and slight BBxRae

*No Escape- Three years ago, Starfire escaped an Alien race called the Gordanians, to arrive on Earth. They’re back, and ready to put Starfire back where she belongs, behind reinforced Titanium bars. Robin’s not about to let her go…if only he hadn’t got captured first. How does it feel to be the alien, Robin?

*Now you Know My Pain- When the new Villain, Gender Bender, comes to down, the Titans find themselves in an odd situation. They’ve been turned into the opposite gender against their will! Now in order to change back, they must learn to understand the gender they’ve turned into. Rated T for obvious reasons. A great read if you’ve ever wondered why girls or guys do [blank].

*Paint it Black- Robin disappeared three months ago. Now, Jump City’s crime rate is mysteriously being taken care of by a normal, albeit strange, teenage boy who goes by the name Black. As the Titans befriend this lunatic, they begin to see a relation between him and their missing leader. Will they be able to find Robin, or will Black turn them all insane as himself? Actually, contains NO OC.

*Saving Grace- “When I’m done with you, you won’t be able to walk upright or speak coherent sentences and all you’ll see is my mask and my voice repeating in your head…Weak. Richard Grayson, I am not tough, I am everything that you fear.” Happy Ending! Smudge of RobStar. NO Slash!

Other Fandoms

Final Fantasy XV

❤️Requiem for Pitioss-“O King. The god’s have heard your cries. Know that we weep with you. The Oracle’s calling has not yet been fulfilled. But…Lunafreya as you know her cannot return the way she was.” Noctis looked up, hopeful. “But she can return!” Canon divergence from Chapter 9. Happy ending. Some spoilers.

Beauty and the Beast

*❤️Behold the Beast- A Oneshot alternate ending to the Animated Film

Cinderella

*❤️Midnight- “When the clock strikes twelve, the spell will be broken,” the fairy godmother had warned. A retelling of the story, when Cinderella doesn’t escape the ball in time. Oneshot

*So This is Love- What if Jaq and Gus hadn’t made it in time to help Cinderella? A new twist on the ending of the classic Fairytale, and what lies beyond the story. She still gets her happy ending and her Prince, and her step family gets their just deserts.

Sleeping Beauty

*❤️A Love Song Back To Me- Maleficent saw the loophole that stared her in the face. Prince Phillip would break the curse in time, for sure. After all, he was betrothed to Aurora. So in an effort for her evil plan to stay in action, Maleficent takes care of the young prince herself. Phillip never imagined having to live off the land like the birds above. Alternate twist on the classic Disney tale.

Escaflowne

Down Feathers- Hitomi’s depressed. She’s been away from Van too long, he comes back to visit her…but what if something went wrong with the transfer? (Not finished. Never will be finished. Mwahaha) Circa 2012

*Angel’s Wounds- Fanelia’s been victorious in their most recent battle with Basrum. Unfortunately, someone is wounded and just seeks solace in his love that lives so far away. Post Anime.

Momma Look Sharp- With the war between Fanelia and Basrum finally coming to a close, the kingdom is celebrating. The young king, however, is suffering from an experience unlike any he had before. Van finally seeks solace in his wife.

#fanfiction #kingdom hearts #miraculous ladybug #httyd #disney #beauty and the beast #sleeping beauty #escaflowne #cinderella #ffxv #Teen Titans #trollhunters

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