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the-valiant-valkyrie · 1 year

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okay you know what. i joked about it before, but i'm actually kind of tired of the automatic response to maxwell's actions in encore being "he has a plan" or "he's playing double agent" or something along those lines. he might be, he might not be- currently we don't know. but the point of the matter is in the grand scheme of things that doesn't really matter.

it feels as though people aren't really paying attention to the fact that charlie is. you know. manipulating him? that she's playing max like a god damned fiddle? that the entirety of encore was seemingly planned from the very start?

lets go through the short again piece by piece:

maxwell starts off alone. considering that- at the end of the short, the others eventually found him- they couldn't have been too far away from him. this implies that charlie was waiting for a proper moment to strike, rather than simply coming in at any random time.

not only did the rose vines actively trip him, and not ONLY did he fall directly in front of a newly overgrown statue of him, but he ALSO fell in the direct line of sight of a rook. this is not only a presumable act of emotional manipulation (she pretty much picked him up and dropped him right in front of a big sign with "Fuck You Idiot" written on it), but she also purposefully endangered him! do you really think its just coincidence that this animation completely dominated by chess metaphors begins with an attack from a rook? if it was just there from happenstance, it would have gored maxwell alive after he fell unconscious. its presence was entirely pre-planned. she wounded him completely on purpose.

i really don't even NEED to talk about all the flashback scenes. if you don't understand how that's manipulation i'm sorry but you're a little bit too far gone. seeing charlie as he knew her before- seeing the good memories he had with her, seeing the success he had, and seeing how he ruined it all with his obsession over the codex. pre-encore update he couldn't even LOOK at the codex without thinking about her. she could be about to kill him and he STILL tried reaching out to her. he's been waiting his entire LIFE for this conversation- to apologize, to speak with her. and when he finally gets it, it's charlie who dominates the conversation. who twists it so he can't even get the words out.

"if only you had let me in". accompanied with the previous flashbacks, that line alone is horribly insidious. and the worst part is, it isn't incorrect. he should have done that- back when he had a chance to fix his mistakes. but that isn't what charlie is referring to. the past can't be altered- they both know that. the only reason charlie is saying this at all is to goad him into siding with her. to picking the choice she's pointing him in the direction of. "you didn't let me in before. it ruined your life- my life. our life. obviously you're going to make the same mistake now."

whether its a hallucination or dream or not, being haunted by and in the clutches of shadow creatures is bound to take a toll on his sanity. even with the benefits from his suit. the terrorbeaks, the watchers, the flashbacks, the presence of the woman he hasn't seen in decades. if you don't think that's taking a toll on his mind you're lying to yourself. when charlie phantoms up the chess board, you can see it squeezing him, and him wincing in response. even after it lets him go, he can't do anything but pant on the floor. vision or not, it is having a tangible effect on him

after everything charlie does, she cleans him up. but the thing is, everything wrong with him (aside from his hair, pretty much) was her fault. tripping down the hill, the bruises from the rook, his mental disarray from her shadow creatures. she's undoing what she willingly plagued him with- but in a way that gains his favor, despite the fact she was the catalyst

the use of the rose- the same thing that linked the two of them when times were less troublesome- again plays into that insidiousness of linking the past and the present. if it was the correct course of action back then, it must be now, right? she's using not only his emotional attachment to her, but his remorse for the wrong course of action to make him think this one is the right one.

NOT TO MENTION, CHARLIE'S KIND OF LIKE? GOD? I DON'T THINK HE COULD SAY NO TO HER EVEN IF HE WANTED TO? SHE'S GOD?

in conclusion, if the nightmare conglomerate that used to be your ex waited until you were alone, jumped you on the street (which hurts), sicked one of her goons on you (which hurts), uses her nightmare creatures to psychically and physically torment you, brought up the parts of your past that you- to this day- are horribly scarred by, tells you that she'll forgive you "but only if you make the right decision this time", cleans you up and fixes your wounds from the jumping and the gooner attack and the psychic torment (all her fault), then "gives [you] a chance to right [your] wrongs", AND she's also god? sorry. you're not going to say no.

sure, he could feel regretful about it. he could be planning to go against her. he could have figured out her game from the very beginning. but everyone who's clutching their pearls over maxwell's 'betrayal' is acting like charlie just shot him a business card or something. i would NOT blame him if he thought- in that moment- he was doing the right thing.

#dontstarvetogether #dst maxwell #i still dont know how to tag encore #dst encore #idk #ALSO DON'T COME ONTO MY BLOG WITH CHARLIE HATE EITHER. I LOVE CHARLIE. I THINK SHE SHOULD HAVE MANIPULATED HIM TWICE ACTUALLY.#BUT SHE *DID* MANIPULATE HIM. THATS KIND OF IMPORTANT. TO THE PLOT RIGHT NOW.

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tobiasdrake · 1 year

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Team Star Finale - The Main Event

Alright, this time for real. It's time to meet the mastermind behind Operation Starfall and to take down the final Team Star leader with a randomly selected team of Pokemon trained to level 62.

Same team we fought Clavell with. If you need a refresher, this is the team:

Scizor (Technician) w/ Rocky Helmet - Bullet Punch, Fury Cutter, Aerial Ace, Swords Dance. Scizor's getting a lot of mileage out of that Technician ability here. He's not very fast, but his Bullet Punch can compensate for that. And he's got a start-up advantage in getting Fury Cutter going, which will especially be helpful if it gets interrupted.

Golduck (Damp) w/ Mystic Water - Hydro Pump, Psychic, Power Gem, Wonder Room. Golduck's mainly providing coverage. Wonder Room can help him shenanigans his way past Special sluggers, though.

Beartic (Slush Rush) w/ Icy Rock - Icicle Crash, Avalanche, Earthquake, Snowscape. Beartic is a slab of beef. The stat gains from Snowscape put him on par with the Ruinous Legends, at the cost of a setup turn. With an effective base Speed of 75, Speed advantage will be a toss-up - But Beartic can either go for flinches or smash with Avalanche, depending.

Pawmot (Volt Absorb) w/ Magnet - Double Shock, Close Combat, Nuzzle, Encore. Aww, who's a little hit-and-run harasser? Pawmot's not built to stay in the fight very long, but he is built to make Cassiopeia's day very unpleasant while he's there.

Gardevoir (Synchronize) w/ Big Root - Psychic, Moonblast, Dream Eater, Hypnosis. The Hypnosis/Dream Eater combo is my main plan with Gardevoir, but she's got some smashing moves to back it up.

Chi-Yu (Beads of Ruin) w/ Charcoal - Lava Plume, Dark Pulse, Hex, Will-O-Wisp. Chi-Yu moves fast, hits hard, and has Ruinous Legend stats. What more do they even need?

Cassiopeia finally reveals herself, and it's Penny. I'm proud to admit that I already figured her identity out. I'm less proud to admit that it took me until the fourth Team Star base, when in fact it's painfully obvious in hindsight. I just. Wasn't really thinking about it.

To be honest, I'm half-expecting her whole team to just be Eeveelutions. She has a pretty clear aesthetic.

Penny Pokemon #1: Umbreon

Well, off to a good start with that prediction. Let's crack open the Pokedex. It's near completion so I don't anticipate any more surprises like Kingambit.

Umbreon is a mono-Dark defensive wall. Strong HP and Defenses at a cost to Attacks and Speed. He's Physically durable, but Special Defense is where he truly shines.

Let's cut him down.

Umbreon uses Baby-Doll Eyes while Scizor uses Swords Dance. These offset each other, but Scizor gets the better end. Let's see if he wants to go another round?

The answer is no. Scizor uses Swords Dance, but Umbreon hits him with Dark Pulse. It does 25% damage.

Scizor is now rocking 250% PHY ATK. He goes for a Fury Cutter. Umbreon gets another Baby-Doll Eyes in before the blade strikes, ending Umbreon's battle.

Penny Pokemon #2: Flareon

Ha! She does have a team of Eeveelutions! That makes me super happy.

Flareon is built for PHY ATK first and foremost, but supplements it with a very strong SPC DEF. He's meant to slip through a Special slugger's defenses. However, this comes at a cost to HP, Speed, and most crucially, PHY DEF.

Scizor is at an intense disadvantage here. This was a very good choice for Penny's next Pokemon. He's sitting at 200% PHY ATK and his Fury Cutter is charged up to the second stage. His Speed matches Flareon's, so it's anyone's guess who will strike first.

But Flareon's fiery hide resists Bug. And Scizor's 4x weakness to Fire guarantees that he's going down in one hit. Do we have confidence that Scizor's boosted stats and powered-up Fury Cutter can push through?

No. No, I think the odds are too heavily stacked. Let's pull him out.

We have a physical Fire move incoming. Let's let Golduck soak it up.

Golduck enters the field and takes a Flare Blitz to the face. It deals 40% damage.

Golduck has Speed and Type advantage, but Flareon's built to resist Special Attacks. Wonder Room changes that. It also lets Golduck take slightly less damage from the second Flare Blitz, holding fast at 35% HP.

And we're done with this. Golduck hits Flareon with Hydro Pump, wiping him off the field.

Penny Pokemon #3: Jolteon

Another good pick, of course. Jolteon is a Special blitzer. Exhorbitant Speed and high SPC ATK, with good SPC DEF (which is currently good PHY DEF).

Golduck won't be able to keep up with that Speed. But Penny's down two Pokemon already. We can afford to lose him. Jolteon wins the coin-toss to land Thunder before Golduck can make a move.

Penny Pokemon #3: Jolteon, Round 2

With Speed like that, we shouldn't even try to compete at the quick-draw. We need to go into this fight with the anticipation of taking some damage, and knowing that Wonder Room's given Jolteon a weakness to Special.

Gardevoir, why don't you take a turn?

Jolteon uses Baby-Doll Eyes, which is a truly abysmal choice of play against Gardevoir. Gardevoir wins the Hypnosis coin-toss, putting Jolteon to sleep.

Checkmate. The first Dream Eater brings Jolteon down to 25%. Wonder Room wears off, but it's too late. A follow-up Psychic finishes off the sleeping thunderer.

Penny Pokemon #4: Vaporeon

Vaporeon is a Special slugger who favors HP above all else. He absorbs Water attacks, which doesn't matter.

Second verse, same as the first. Gardevoir has Speed advantage now and puts Vaporeon down with Hypnosis. But since we don't have Wonder Room to break through Vaporeon's defenses, Dream Eater only does 35% damage.

Can't know when he's going to wake up, plus I don't need the lifesteal from Dream Eater anyway. Gardevoir uses Moonblast from here. She gets two Moonblasts in before Vaporeon wakes up, bringing him down to a sliver of HP. One of the Moonblasts triggers its secondary effect, causing Vaporeon to lose 1 stage of SPC ATK.

Vaporeon wakes up and hits Gardevoir with Hydro Pump. That Moonblast debuff cost him, however, and the hit only deals 30% damage.

GG, Vaporeon. Psychic.

Penny Pokemon #5: Leafeon

Changing things up, Leafeon is a Physical slugger. Awesome PHY DEF, strong PHY ATK, and decent Speed. Her Leaf Guard shields her from status ailments during Sunny Day, so we might anticipate a Sunny/Solar combo.

And she's faster than Gardevoir in base stats. If she does set up Sunny Day, we'll waste a turn trying to use Hypnosis. Between that and Hypnosis's 60% accuracy, it's just not worth attempting.

Instead, let's bring Scizor back out here.

Scizor hits the field and takes a Leaf Blade to the face. It only deals 15 damage due to 4x resistance on top of high PHY DEF. The Rocky Helmet does more damage to Leafeon than her attack dealt.

Scizor trades Swords Dance for Baby-Doll Eyes. Have we been here before? I feel like we've been here before. For good measure, Scizor uses Swords Dance again, taking a hit from X-Scissor in the process. This fares no better than Leaf Blade.

And done with this. Leafeon makes one last desperate attack with X-Scissor before Fury Cutter cuts her down.

Penny Pokemon #6: Sylveon

Special slugger. Awesome SPC DEF, high SPC ATK, decent HP. And she's facing a 250% PHY ATK Scizor. This is the end of the road.

Penny Terastilizes her to Fairy. After all the fuss of a transformation sequence, Scizor oneshots her with Bullet Punch.

It's Over!

Aww man, I didn't actually get to use my Ruinous Legend. The rest of the team was just too good, so we never got pushed into enough of a corner to need that kind of power. That's sad.

In any case, this brings us to a heartwarming conclusion for the Team Star plotline. I'm really happy to see that Team Star gets to stay together! How far we've come from the halcyon days of literally pooping on them.

This was a good ending.

#pokemon #pokemon scarlet and violet #pokemon sv #cassiopeia #team star

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kiissme · 2 years

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@prettytragcdies, — serenity

"Big deal or not, you have to start somewhere," Serenity noted, unable to stop the wide grin that was now spreading its way across her lips. To say that Jane's enthusiasm was contagious would be a definite understatement. Her fellow brunette was the one who'd gotten the job, yet it almost felt like they'd both be up there on that stage performing for anyone and everyone willing to stop and listen.

"They chose you because you're the real deal. You've got talent, and it deserves to be known and shown. You're gonna be great. They're gonna want encores and then some every single night. Just watch."

As for the decision of which song to start off the performance with, that was a lot tougher than hyping her up and building confidence. There was an argument to be made for both options, but ultimately one seemed to stick out above the other. Well, at least as far as Serenity was concerned anyway.

"If I were you, I'd go with Santa Baby -- definitely. The first song needs to grab their attention and pull them in so they'll keep listening, and what better way to get them in the palm of your hand than that song in that dress? Also, Last Christmas kind of feels almost as overdone as All I Want For Christmas Is You at this point, so yeah... That'd be my choice."

Jane should have known she could count on Serenity to squash out any self doubt that might have lingered within her mind. Not that she had it often, confidence usually seeping out of her at any moment, her aspirations for singing always seemed in reach as far as she was concerned. But sometimes, sometimes, she needed someone not herself to hype her up. To back up her ambition and not be told it was a pipe dream, that it was possible. She was glad she found that in Serenity, maybe the smile on her face linger and even stretch wider just a bit.

A joyous laugh escaped her, giving a determined nod, "When you're right, you're right. I'm gonna crush this. And it's just the start," she started, rising from her seat and to the modest kitchen. She wished she had some wine, champagne or something, but, cheap beer would have to do, sadly the last two bottles she had. She couldn't wait for that first paycheck, honestly. "I am planning to get quite the following, or, yeah, just a bunch of encores. Too early for groupies, but, just to the point where people genuinely request stuff would be amazing for me. And also, after the first week is done, we're having a party. That's a must."

Grabbing the two beers, she opened them, wandering back to the other brunette. Handing her one, she took her first sip, her suggestion was sound, though a brow arched at her comment toward Last Christmas, "Serenity, I love you, y'know I do, but we do not disrespect Wham! in this apartment. Not like that. No disrespect to Mariah Carey, I could never with those vocals, but nothing will be as overplayed as that song and Last Christmas is a beloved treasure that deserves to be played as often as possible." Pointing the beer bottle towards her, "But I agree with Santa Baby, though. Especially with the dress, the hat, oh!" Her hand thrust out, "And boots! I have the cutest boots, had them forever, but it just works with the outfit. But, yeah, think for the opening number, Santa Baby. I gotta...seduce the crowd and that's the song to do it." Looking toward her, she smiled, "You'll.. You'll be there, right? Cheer me on?"

#prettytragcdies #with every kiss we're closer to a masterpiece — interactions #the siren's song flows out of her begging to be heard — jane's story #jane x serenity — 001 #this is me using this shitty new editor #hate it

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veebs-hates-video-games · 8 months

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Look at me continuing to not talk about 13 Sentinels next. I hope this doesn't turn into another XC3 thing where I keep saying I'm going to for several months before actually doing it. Definitely at least one of the top three things I've played this year that I got the most out of/had the strongest reaction to though.

Anyway I keep trying to find something else to play next after that that my brain will cooperate for and that I like enough. Persona 5 clearly wasn't it, but it did get me to go back to Tokyo Mirage Sessions #FE Encore for a bit, and that was fun. I remembered why I like it so much (same reasons as my previous post(s?) about it) and do still plan to finish it one of these days since I'm on chapter 5 of 7 or something, but I also remembered why I keep taking breaks from it too.

As much fun as I have with it it also could really have stood to streamline some things so they waste less time. The game would be like 20% shorter if I didn't keep having to go back to talk to Tiki and suffer through the most annoying menus ever every time I want to unlock a skill or upgrade a weapon, and also if it actually had a quest journal or some non-garbage way to keep track of stuff. I'm sorry I don't remember what this random NPC told me to go do last time I played the game literally a full year ago, and it doesn't help that they'll only repeat a single line of their dialogue to me that isn't enough to go on. It still never gets old that my party members will occasionally randomly burst into song and go 🫶 with each other and obliterate something with the moe moe kyun beam though.

And then I messed around with AI: The Somnium Files for a bit because it was on sale pretty cheap and people kept saying it was good. My initial impressions were that the detective vibe wasn't super my thing and that moving around the cursor to interact with stuff was more annoying and fiddly than it needed to be (seriously just put a tiny bit of "gravity" on interactable objects so you don't zoom past them accidentally and it would feel a lot better).

And then suddenly like 15 minutes in it went full nonsense, and mostly in a bad way. Like I'm all in favor of weird dream logic, although unless they get really clever with it later it would make puzzles/progressing the story essentially just guess and check if it's anything like the first dream sequence, which is not great. I could get over that and be slightly disappointed if that was all it was, but then the AI that lives in my character's brain gave a ghost handjob to a doorknob and a whole series of lazy horny jokes (not even clever or original ones) happened, and I was reminded that a friend had warned me it gets so much worse than that and decided to just pass on the game. Oh well.

And then the Children of Morta demo went even worse for me. The game is supposed to be rather good from what I've heard, but the Switch version doesn't seem like it. I just didn't love how the character felt to control, which is entirely personal preference, but also the load times are atrocious. It's a 2D game that's just pixel art. I have no idea what the heck it's doing when it takes like 30 seconds for load screens.

I'm still glad the devs seem to have finally had some success with it though, even if it's not a game for me. I always thought they had potential after they made Garshasp like 12 years ago or whenever. It was basically just a God of War knockoff, but it was still fairly impressive that a random small indie team in Iran decided to make a game about Persian mythology with very little previous experience and no local gamedev scene for support and somehow pulled it off anyway, and I was hopeful they'd get better with time. It's nice that they seem to have stuck with it and actually managed to get a pretty positive reception for this one.

The Fuga: Melodies of Steel demo was pretty compelling though. It seems like it's basically the horrors of war from the point of view of small children as not!France is invaded by not!Germany and they find a fantastical tank that they're using to try to save their friends and family, and also everyone is cats and dogs because why not? Some day when it goes on sale again I look forward to playing more of it.

And then finally another thing that went extremely poorly: trying to go back to The World Ends With You after not touching it for 547 days, according to the in-game message I got. After like 10-15 minutes I was reminded that it's completely genuinely and unironically one of the worst games I've ever played. Like specifically as a game. Lots of the non-game aspects of it are good or even great. I'm a big fan of the art style and music, the characters and their weird relationships are interesting, and I was curious about where the story was going, but I just can't suffer through the UI and controls and especially the combat any more to find out. I know I've said it before, but I still can't understand how a major publisher said "yeah this is fine, ship it the way it is" when it's barely playable. NEO: TWEWY supposedly throws all of that stuff out and starts fresh, so maybe that would go better for me.

I guess we'll see what my actual next thing I manage to latch onto is. Not any of these, apparently, although I did at least get several more hours through TMS#FEE this week.

#tokyo mirage sessions #ai: the somnium files #children of morta #fuga: melodies of steel #the world ends with you

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emilyplaysotome · 3 years

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Queen's Choice - Part 5

This is the fifth chapter to a multi-part smutty fic with the MLQC boys.

Catch up:

part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4

He’s up before I am, but I’m not surprised. I wake to the smell of coffee and breakfast, and my stomach lets out a growl. I usually do without or pick something up on the way to the office, but I can’t pass up his cooking.

I’m surprised at how sore I am from the previous night’s activities and my cheeks burn as I think about everything that transpired.

I think about what it felt like to be under him and on top of him and how despite what we did I still want more.

I wonder when I got so greedy and I also realize I only have a week of having my cake and eating it too before I have to start making hard decisions, so I do my best to push down the unpleasant thoughts and focus on the man in my kitchen.

As I’m getting ready, my phone lights up with a notification from Kiro.

“It's just that I'm...back in town! You doing anything tonight?”

I can still smell Victor on me and it feels almost wrong to reply, but I do.

“Nada! Want to hang?”

“Something like that 😈 - I have a concert tonight and got you a VIP pass. I want you in the front row”

“…And I have a surprise for you before.”

“Oooh! A surprise. Like candy?” I type back with a grin.

“Something a bit spicier…”

With that he sends me the address with a time and I open the door to see Victor enjoying coffee and a plate of eggs with toast waiting for me.

“Good morning sleeping dummy. I thought I’d be off on my work trip before you even woke up. So glad you could join me.”

He’s laying it on thick, but we kiss good morning as if we’ve been together for years. It’s just a peck on the lips but it makes this all feel very domestic and I take my seat next to him before digging in.

The food is amazing, which isn’t a surprise.

Victor smiles as he watches me eat with gusto and even though we’ve done this kind of thing before, having followed what we did last night it feels more intimate. There’s a moment where I look at him and smile and realize that the pendulum to my clock has stopped moving and I realize that he’s frozen us in this moment.

“I need to leave,” he explains, gently wiping some crumbs from my mouth. “But I don’t want to quite yet.”

It’s romantic and sweeter than I’m used to him being.

I feel myself swooning a bit and I take a gulp of the juice next the coffee he’s made and kiss him. A real kiss where I hope I taste like OJ and everything sweet instead of the savory breakfast he’s made for me. I can feel it starting to escalate but he gently pushes me away and says, “I need to go.”

“When do I get to see you again?” I ask before I can stop myself.

“I’ll be away on business. I’ll write when I’m back.”

I nod but am reminded of how important Victor is.

How unavailable he is at times.

He must see this and he kisses me gently again and says, ”I trust you’ll keep yourself occupied so you won’t miss me too much, yes?”

I nod, guiltily thinking about the fact I’ve already made myself plans with another man and that after signing the contract I thought about how I could see the others before time ran out for one of them. I don’t know if he sees through me, but he kisses my forehead and tells me to be a good girl while he’s away before putting on his jacket.

When he’s at the door he looks at me with a naughty smirk and says, “When I’m back we can live out your fantasy in my office. Until then I look forward to hearing what you dream up next in your bed about me.”

I feel myself go bright red and yell, “Have a good trip!” and hear the sound of his low laughter and the click of the door before I’m left alone with my breakfast and thoughts.

I think about how easy it’s been to float between four men and how they all come and go in a way that makes me question if any of them could be present in the way I want.

In the way my perfect one would be.

—

I forget about my worries and get lost in work, planning our next episode of Miracle Finder with Anna. We budget and make phone calls and laugh about challenging production experiences and before I know it the day is gone and it’s time to hit the gym.

I change into my clothes and I catch a small mark on my breast. I question who it’s from and why I don’t feel more satiated.

I had thought that by being with each of them, I would have some clarity but if anything I feel it has muddied things. I wonder if I need to try again. Or until Victor’s contract forces my hand.

It’s then that I shower him off of me and I feel a pang of melancholy.

I’m surprised by the fact that I liked having him on me but I’m about to meet Kiro and that feels like a personal line I don’t want to cross.

—

The security at the venue is insane and I question if I’ll be able to make it back to the green room where Kiro instructed me to meet him. It’s only by chance that I run into Savin by the entrance and he escorts me through the labyrinth-like backstage, dropping me at the door before running off to take care of something else.

I knock and hear a cheerful voice inviting me in. I open it and enter, seeing Kiro in all his pop star glory, styled to the max but reclining on the couch, Nintendo switch in hand.

“Miss Chips you made it!”

“I did.”

He throws the switch aside and jumps up to greet me, giving me a deep kiss before evaluating my appearance.

“So cute. I don’t know how I’m going to stay focused on the concert with you up front looking like this…not to mention what I’ve planned for us.”

“For us?”

I can’t help but giggle as he gives me a little twirl before running off to get the surprise he’d mentioned but that I’d already forgotten about. It’s a box that gives few clues about its contents, and I open it and discover what looks like a sexy underwear set.

“Put it on.”

“Now? But…”

“Now. It’s locked, no one will come in.”

There’s an impish look I haven’t seen before and I obey, surprised that he runs over and turns his attention to his laptop instead of on my naked form. I can feel that there’s something…in this underwear, pressed up against my most sensitive spot and I don’t quite understand until I’m in it and he’s looking at me with a smile.

“I made this just for you,” he says with a smile.

“Made it?”

“Programmed it for your pleasure tonight…”

He starts to sing a soft melody that I recognize as his song “Key to your Heart” and the moment his voice hits the word “Key” I feel a vibration that’s subtle enough to go unnoticed by someone next to me but present enough to trigger a moan out of me.

His eyes are glued to me and he gets up and reaches out to gently touch my face before running his hand down lower to play with my breast the way he did when we were in the shower.

“Clever isn’t it?”

I realize that the word “Key” activates the mechanism, and knowing that I alone know his secret alter ego, I desperately try to regain my composure and say, “It’s a nice touch. How do I stop it?”

“I love you Kiro.”

“What?”

“Say it.”

I pause and he smirks and sings, “The KEY to your love…” and the intensity of the vibration increases.

I moan, “I love you Kiro” louder than I expect and the vibration stops.

He laughs and kisses me.

“Anyone else will think you’re just a fan, but I’ll know what’s happening.”

“I didn’t realize you played dirty.”

“I play to win…always.”

I can tell he��s serious and his gaze has an intensity it usually lacks. He doesn’t feel like the jovial, playful boy that I spent the past couple years with. He suddenly feels more mature and I find myself wanting his touch before the concert, but Savin’s knock interrupts us.

“Be right there!” He yells back, switching into his sweetheart persona.

“5 minutes,” Savin says from behind the closed door.

“Got it. I’ll see you backstage.”

Savin grunts in reply and it feels like my heart is the only one that’s racing.

“We’ll finish what we’ve started after the concert,” Kiro says, slipping a VIP lanyard around my neck. “See you here after the encore.”

He doesn’t touch me, even though I’m riled up and I have no choice but to find my place in the crowd for his concert. When it starts I realize he’s only a few feet above me and while he does his typical amazing performance, I can feel him watching me through most of it.

He insists on saying the secret phrase more than usual, and I do my best to keep my composure in the crowd, too embarrassed to shout “I love you Kiro” as often as he says “Key”. The girls around me all squeal when he looks our way, which is often, and I struggle not to let his toy get the better of me.

I can tell he’s getting riled up too, watching me from the stage, because his eyes turn gold and he lets everyone know that the encore is coming early tonight. None of them care, especially not me, and within 20 minutes of the last song I’m back in the green room being bent over a couch that has seen years of this kind of behavior.

My clothes are still on but the underwear he gifted me is down around my ankles and he makes lewd comments as to how his toy has made it easy to have me. I’m almost embarrassed by my own wetness but he continues to moan filthy commentary as he fucks me which is far filthier than I ever expected him capable.

I realize that neither one of us were as sweet as we pretended to be with the other.

He flips me over and lifts me in a princess carry for a moment before laying me down on the couch. He spreads my legs in a way where I'm half laying, half sitting, exposed on the very edge to him and he enters me again. He nips at my neck, and lightly pinches my breast, toying with me, teasing me like he did all night and once again there’s a knock from Savin.

“Kiro - you’ve got a meet and greet in 15.”

He smirks but doesn’t stop.

“But I’ve got 15?”

“Yeah.”

“That’s all the time I need. Thanks Savin.”

I cover my mouth as to not alert his manager to what’s actually happening behind the door as he ups the intensity of his movement. He has full control over me and my pleasure and much to my excitement (as well as my disappointment), Kiro keeps his promise to Savin.

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We say goodbye a few minutes before the meet and greet, drenched in our own sweat and fluids but riding some endorphin high from the night.

He doesn’t mince his words this time.

“You know I’m in love with you right?”

“I…”

“And you know I play to win, right?”

I nod.

“Then I’ll be seeing you soon."

I watch him pause at the door before he looks back and adds, "Sooner than anyone else if I have to.”

“But what about your world tour?”

Savin knocks from beyond the door, but doesn’t want to leave this time.

“Kiro come on. Chop chop. I promised my wife I’d be home to put the kids to bed tonight, let’s go.”

I don’t know why, but I hide when he exits so it seems as if Kiro was in the green room alone before I compose myself to head home. I pass girls wearing t-shirts with Kiro’s face plastered all over them and I think about what we just did.

I think about how he’s off to meet fans, covered in me just as I am covered in him.

I think about what he said and how they all basically said it.

How I keep being asked to choose.

I still don’t want to choose.

It feels like a helpless situation, being pulled in all directions. I approach an intersection and looking at the traffic light, a lightbulb goes off in my head. I stop where I am on the sidewalk to send the exact same text to all four of them.

“Can I see you on Saturday?”

I have no idea what it is that they'll say, but on the small chance that this goes the way I think it might, I might have found a catch. I smile to myself, no longer feeling as conflicted and walk to pick up some dessert to enjoy when I'm home.

Cake perhaps.

It seems fitting for an occasion where having cake and eating it too applies to more than just sweet nothings...

Part 6

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Powerpuff Girls 2016 - “Brainlord”

Written by: Jake Goldman

Written & Storyboarded by: John Martinez, Andy Cung

Directed by: Nick Jennings, Bob Boyle

Should have done the noodle dance.

This episode starts with Townsville under attack by a monster. If the Narrator was here, this could be an opening of an original episode. It's not just any monster either, but it's Gothra, a monster that first appeared in Bucketboy. Giving the reboot some credit; the original never really had a recurring monster in their rogue’s gallery, the reboot introduced two of them. For this episode, they add something else to this potential beloved villain other than his looks: vocal cords!

Gothra: Roooooar. Once I destroy you poser humans, you will finally understand how sad and empty life is!

Honestly, the monotone and yet loud roar would have been just fine, but they really wanted to show off that Gothra is a goth. At least he has a personality, and he will hammer in with every line he says.

Also like the original, the Powerpuff Girls show up to beat the stuffing out of him. Blossom tells him that they're going to turn his frown upside-down. Smiles are a goth's worst enemy...I think that's what she were going for?

Unfortunately, the Reboot Puffs show their usual failure here, as, of course, this leads to a Monster Punch, Girls Down. Womp, womp. Not even a minute into the episode, this even including the opening theme song, this living pun manages to punch the Powerpuff Girls into a crater, them completely helpless from the wrath of a goth moth.

One of two things can happen from this: the Reboot Puffs get up and use a different strategy than just rushing in and punching him, or they stay helpless before someone else gets to save them from their peril. If you picked the former, welcome to the reboot. Before Gothra can crush the Reboot Puffs like his dreams, get it, goth, he gets blasted by this episode's knight in shining armor.

In comes Brainlord, a superhero that can shoot lasers out of his gigantic brain, wearing a costume with white and purple stripes and a big purple cape. Using his almighty brain power, Gothra explodes in an explosion of justice. As in, the cloud even spells and whispers the word "justice."

The Powerpuff Girls awaken to see their savior, and before you can say "Major Competition", which is not exactly what this episode is ripping off but I wouldn't blame anyone for assuming at this point, we get to hear his origin story.

He was the hero of a planet called Braintopia, beating up the bad guys, and rescuing the overly large brained people. Unfortunately, the Braintopians had a custom to keep their heads super shiny, which blinded them all from a meteor bigger than their entire planet. He survived, not because he was chosen to be put in a rocket before the big cataclysmic event, but because he was in another galaxy to get his car washed.

In other words: Superman’s origin story, except with jokes!

The Powerpuff Girls didn't find it funny, though. In fact, they found this origin story so sad that they get tissues, and Buttercup outright says that this is the saddest origin story she's ever heard. Even sadder than Bliss's origin story, apparently! Yes, it is pretty sad to know that all of his friends and family are dead, but why show this? Is it a joke on how the Powerpuff Girls are saddened by this silly story? Is this just a way for them to force a tear jerker moment? It's not working.

After hearing that sad, sad story that they really wanted to let you know is sad, Blossom decides to offer this total stranger dinner at the Powerpuff home. I mean, he's a fellow superhero, and he just saved them from that 90's Hot Topic customer! What could possibly go wrong?

To be fair to Blossom, there is no hint that something is up other than this person's costume looking a little similar to a certain arch-nemesis. They can drag this on until a big reveal in Act 2, but they don’t wait that long.

Brainlord: Yes, see you tonight...

Discount Jojo: (changes face back to his own) ...for your doom! Hahahahahaha!

...they just reveal immediately that Brainlord is actually Discount Jojo in disguise. There is a point to this: it's to make this episode a Discount Jojo-focused episode where he gets to live along with his arch-enemies. It's just like Not So Secret Service or Quarantine, and those episodes were so good that I was overjoyed to see another one of...I can't even complete that sentence.

Even in the Brainlord costume, his voice is just Roger L. Jackson doing a different voice. There are a few times where he goes a little too close to the Jojo voice, and that actually works in this episode's favor.

His main plan is to infiltrate the Powerpuff Girls' home, earn their trust, enter the Professor's lab, and blow up the Professor's black hole machine with a bomb. This is all shown with pen and crayon drawings. I kind of like this, actually, it reminds me of that other arch-nemesis.

The first thing Brainlord does at the dinner table is ask where the Professor's latest invention is, as he claims he was a minor celebrity on his formerly existing home planet. The Professor decides to show him exactly that, though it turns out he invented something else since the black hole machine: spaghetti and meatballs a la Utonium! He is not too thrilled about this, until he decides to take a bite.

We then get the "Buttercup really liking Jojo's waffles" scene from Not So Secret Service, except instead of stock footage, it's a bunch of random scenes where Jojo is happy. It is better. After that glorious dinner, the Powerpuff Girls decide to sing him a song teaching him all about the place they live. Wait, could this be some much needed worldbuilding?

The Puffs: Welcome to Townsville, Brainlord!

We hope you're not plain bored!

Too late! They then sing the many different reasons why Townsville is great. They mention that the beach should be checked out, how the mall is neat...and that's it. No, not the song, but that's the only two reasons we get to hear, as they instantly skip to number 487, which just says that’s the end of the song. Missed opportunities all around, I'd say.

What gives this "overly long song" joke far less of an impact is that Brainlord was not even phased by the length. In fact, he was so charmed by this song and dance, that he asks for an encore! Before we can get a song about the 487 reasons why Citiesville sucks, Brainlord says that this song was such a blast, reminding himself that he had a Powerpuff-destroying scheme to do! He asks to go to the little Brainlord's room.

Brainlord turns his face back into Jojo, and he tells himself that while the Powerpuff Girls being such great hosts almost makes him not want to, he wants to go through with this plan anyway.

The Professor really had to step the security down from the one he once had, because the only thing between dastardly villains and Chemical X, dangerous transmogrification rays, and black hole machines is a security question. Specifically, it asks what the Powerpuff Girls' favorite thing is. Jojo, using the utmost of his genius, decides to make a perfectly reasonable guess.

Discount Jojo: The Powerpuff Girls' favorite thing is...being destroyed by Mojo!

Obviously, that wasn't the answer, and if he gets the question wrong again, the lab goes into total lockdown. Suddenly, Bubbles shows up, and Jojo has to put on his Brainlord face. He puts on a facade that he's just thinking about his home planet and how much he misses it. Bubbles tells him he can stay at their house, and maybe they can show him their favorite things! Brainlord responds by evilly laughing, but Bubbles doesn't pay it any mind. In fact, the scene just changes immediately after he laughs; we couldn't even get a joke out of Bubbles' obliviousness.

The next day, we get montage #1, where Brainlord goes to a carnival. There's really no jokes here, it's just Brainlord and the Reboot Puffs having fun on all the rides. It's very pedestrian; I would have loved to see them enjoying these rides and games in a superhero way, like, say, Brainlord attempting to use his brain lasers on the bottle game. Maybe they were worried about copying Despicable Me...but when has that stopped them?

After all that fun, the Powerpuff Girls suddenly start talking about how family is so important to them. Oh, and Buttercup says this.

Buttercup: Yes, blood is thicker than water, blood rules!

I get it, like related by blood, but I can't say I didn't enjoy how they just shoved in the phrase "blood rules" into at least one episode. Bubbles ends this family talk by saying family is their favorite thing, and Brainlord suddenly runs off to the Powerpuff home.

Thanks to Bubbles' big mouth, Discount now knows the secret password and gets it right the second time, giving him full access to the lab and that black hole machine. Using a stick of dynamite with a timer on it, he's going to destroy the people that gave him entertainment, because he is a bad ape!

While cheering, Bubbles calls down to Brainlord that they're going out for ice cream! Wow, the Powerpuff Girls are just having the best day of their lives, and Jojo doesn't want to miss out on any of it!

We get another montage that has the same purpose as the carnival one, with most of the same problems. The only difference is that we get scenes where Jojo has to keep extending the clock because he just doesn't want the fun to end.

Well, okay, I guess there is a scene where Brainlord gets his fingernails painted. Oh, that Discount, while he's learned a few more jokes, he's still finding some way to do something feminine.

In the end, the Powerpuff Girls offer this scrapbook of all the times they had. This is the part where Jojo finally decides that maybe the Powerpuff Girls aren't worth destroying after all. I mean, being with the Utoniums has been a total blast for him! After saying something along the lines of that, Brainlord suddenly realizes he may have forgot something.

It's here that the episode finally figures that there has to be some sort of problem that isn't caused by a one-joke moth, as the bomb explodes, causing the black hole generator to make a black hole. They don't seem to think about how this black hole generator suddenly activated or got destroyed, though that might have taken a backseat to them holding on to a door frame to save their own lives.

The black hole generator can only stop if someone goes in the vortex and blows it up. The Professor also happened to be carrying a bunch of dynamite just for this purpose. That's just something he carries around. You know what they say, better to have it and not need it than vice versa.

Blossom: I'll go!

So Blossom decides to let go, not realizing that everyone was holding her leg. Thanks to Blossom's mistake, everyone goes into the vortex and ends up floating around in the vastness of outer space. Discount and Sitcom Dad die, and eventually, the Reboot Puffs stopped thinking. Oh wow, I guess there really was a satisfactory finale for this series!

No, I'm just kidding, of course it's Brainlord that ends up taking the dynamite and sacrificing himself. For all the Powerpuff Girls knew, their family friend just had the time of their lives, and is now going to suffer what is most likely a painful death...or is that really the case?

There is a slight twist to this, and I usually don't spoil the twists, but I have to talk about this one. Right before Brainlord lets go, Bubbles drops this bombshell.

Brainlord: Remember me!

Bubbles: We will, thanks, Mojo!

Brainlord: Yes, and never for, wait, you knew?!

Outside of this one little scene, nothing is made of this sudden revelation that Bubbles knew this whole time. It feels more like something they just threw in in the last minute to give the episode some sort of a big twist.

Some may also ask how Bubbles knew Brainlord was Jojo. Honestly, with his constant yelling of his plans throughout the episode, the Powerpuff Girls would have to be deaf to not figure it was probably him. If that was the case, why did they not do anything to stop this from happening? Whatever.

Oh, and that black hole just leads to a dumpster. This reboot sure loves putting their characters in the garbage; feels like a hidden message.

Does the title fit?

Name of a character, and one that doesn't even use his brains.

How does it stack up?

Out of all of the "Mojo Jojo has to live with his arch-enemies" episodes, this is probably the least worst one, but it's still not anywhere near mediocre. While Not So Secret Service couldn't find a plot and stick to it, Quarantine was just horrendous, this one's just mostly boring.

I debated on giving this a really low Neutral or a really high Disgusted. I wouldn't lie and say the montages weren't charming, if they were a bit too pedestrian to my taste, but that’s really all this episode has. Sorry, Brainlord.

Next, it can't be worse than Foodfight!, can it?

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À la claire fontaine

So here’s the first piece of writing I want to post. It’s the first thing I wrote and contributed for the ML fandom.

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Rating: General Audiences Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Category: F/M Fandom: Miraculous Ladybug Relationships: Adrien Agreste/Marinette Dupain-Cheng, Chat Noir/Ladybug, Chat Noir/Marinette Dupain-Cheng Characters: Marinette Dupain-Cheng, Adrien Agreste Additional Tags: Small bits of papa Agreste and Nathalie, first contribution, Marichat, if you squint and tilt your head the right way, I Made Myself Cry, Implied Character Death, take it how you want it, dont really know how to tag, Rain, also: mama Agreste and more death Language: English

Summary:

Memories of rain and storms for this kitty

My first memory of a storm, I’m maybe three years old. I hate it. I hate how the rain beats against the window. It’s too loud. Too violent and too much. And if the rain was too loud, the thunder is earth shattering. It is threatening. Threatening to break the glass that protects me from its grasp. It hits against the building, acting as if it can make it fold in on itself. It shakes the ground, threatening to steal it out from under me. And the lightning. It’s too bright, too sudden.

We are waiting, my mother and I. Waiting for what, I don’t know. I’m too young to be told such things, but waiting all the same. She holds me close and tears make rivers down my cheeks. My throat is raw from crying. Maman holds me closer as lightning flashes, glaring out the window when she thinks I’m not looking, as if she would fight it if she could. She would probably win. Thunder follows it, roaring deeply; I clutch her closer. She is my last lifeline. I can’t let go, nor do I want to even try.

She hums a song in an effort to try and calm me down. The gentle melody wraps itself around me, running its fingers softly through my hair. I welcome the comfort of its embrace. More thunder and I grip her tighter. Humming turns to singing. À la claire fontaine and her voice drowns out the storm. M’en allant promener and the world fades away. Maman rocks me back and forth. J’ai trouvé l’ eau si belle. I close my eyes and unconsciousness unfolds before me. Que je m’y suis baigné. The last thing I hear before I fall into a long forgotten dream is the tune of that song, still whispering into my mind. Il y a longtemps que je t’aime. A secret of hope in this now dark and cruel place that was once filled with such life and joy. Jamais je ne t’oublierai.

Next I am older. Six or seven. I can hear them from upstairs. They sent me here to get me away from their yelling but they greatly underestimate their own voices. Something about Papa’s work.

I hide under my blankets as lightning flashes overhead. Even though I pride myself on not being the crybaby Chloe is, tears stream down my face. I whisper to myself the song Maman sings to me during storms. Jamais je ne t’oublierai. Thunder pushes against my windows, but not even this storm can scare me more than the yelling downstairs already has. Sous les feuilles d’un chêne. Papa throws words that I don’t understand from under the pillow, at Maman. She yells back. Tonight, the hurricane of words is the thing that frightens me. Je me suis fait sécher. I still jump at the lightning as it strikes the ground outside somewhere. Sur la plus haute branche. Moments later, thunder echoes back. Words cut like sharp knives in room below me. Un rossignol chantait. I hear Maman yell something vicious at Papa and the front door open and slam shut. I jump out of bed and rush to the window, only to watch Maman leave the front gates as I whisper the next line to myself. Il y a longtemps que je t’aime. I hear Papa and Maman’s bedroom door close. That night I cry myself to sleep. Jamais, jamais je ne t’oublierai.

That damn man. She just wished he would listen. Adrien needs other kids his age. Normal kids. She just suggests that he go to school and he blows up. He doesn’t know what he’s talking about. She grew up like that. Sheltered and hidden away. Homeschool was hell. Old money was like that. Everyone thought she was a spoiled brat. Everyone except him. She fell in love with an upcoming designer. Her parents of course didn’t approve. He had never grown up in money. He was hardly home. At least she had her son. His smile was beyond compare. She hated to have him listen to them fight. She was just angry. She needed to walk it off. She’d be back by morning. She wake Adrien up. And he’d smile. But the rain had different plans. The roads were soaked. She wasn’t paying attention. The car was speeding and couldn’t see her. She was gone before the police even arrived. The man stayed with her. She died crying for her son. She died crying.

The next morning, Maman does not wake me. Instead it is a woman with red hair. Mlle. Nathalie. She’s Papa’s ‘assistant’. I was told it means ‘helper’. Chante rossignol, chante. She smiles and me, sadly, and says that Papa wants to see me. She takes my hand gently, and pulls me through the maze of hallways, to Papa’s office. Toi qui a le coeur gai. Mlle. Nathalie pushes me through the door and Papa waves me over to him.

I can’t see over the desk quite yet, so I go around. Tu as le coeur à rire. He turns and leans down to tell me that Maman left. That she won’t ever be back. He says that something terrible last night and she got really hurt. That she can’t come home. Moi je l’ai à pleurer. He tells me that Mlle. Nathalie will be keeping an eye on me for the time being. He will still call her away often to help him, so I have to remember to be on my best behavior. He says that he loves me, Il y a longtemps que je t’aime, but he doesn’t show any expression when he says it. His face, bags under his eyes from emotion and exhaustion, stiffens as he sends me back to my room.

I see less and less of him after that. I don’t ever hear him say those words again. He becomes distant and what used to be home turns into just another building, the light and warmth all gone from it. Jamais je ne t’oublierai.

Next, I’m just shy of fifteen. We had just finished our first akuma. J’ai perdu mon amie. It’s also my first day at public school and, damn, did I fuck it up. I really was trying to get the gum that Chloe put on her seat, off. Sans l’avoir mérité.

She wouldn’t even look at me for the rest of the day. Before we left, it started to rain. By now, I had gotten over my fear of storms. They weren’t my favorite thing, of course, but I didn’t cry or jump with every strike of lightning. She glared at the rain. She reminded me so much of Maman. Pour un bouquet de roses. I made a decision, right then, right there. I had to explain myself. So I started talking. I explained how I was truly trying to take it off. I explained that it was my first time in public school. I told her, too, that I didn’t really have many friends. I gave her my umbrella, Que je lui refusais, which closed over her head, ruining the moment. I laughed with all I had. It was the first genuine laugh in years.

Oh, her eyes. And her smile. I should’ve known. And then when she laughed. My knees almost gave out. Il y a longtemps que je t’aime. She was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. I fell in love with her before I had even realized what happened. Jamais je ne t’oublierai.

The next day, I walked into the class and smiled at her. She blushed and looked down quickly, and for a while after made a point to look anywhere but at me. Did I do something wrong?

The akuma moved too fast. He had pistols and was aiming at her. She braced herself for the injury. It never came. She was pushed out of the way. Someone took the bullet for her. She opened her eyes. She couldn’t even look at her savior. If it was a civilian, she could work her magic. He’d be fine. She just had to get rid of this akuma. She cleanse the akuma quickly, with only a second yoyo in her arsenal. It had not been three minutes since the incident. One ‘Miraculous ladybug!’ later and she runs back to the scene. Chat lie on the ground in front of her, blood surrounds his stomach. A deafening screech roars through Paris. She moves them quickly into an alley in a small moment of clarity.

I’m sorry my lady. Je voudrais que la rose. I should’ve moved faster. My only thought was to get you out of the rain. Please don’t cry. Please. Just smile at me once more. Your smile has always outshone the sun. I need to see it one last time. Fût encore au rosier.

Don’t leave me. The akuma’s gone. Don’t go. Don’t cry. Its raining. Bugaboo, do you like the rain? Do you like the pitter-patter? Do you like the smell?

My mother loved it. She somehow smelled like it all the time. But you smell like… Like cinnamon and sugar and vanilla. You smell like warmth and fire. I hope you meet her one day. My lady. Can you promise me something? There’s this girl. In my class. She is radiant and wonderful. She smiles like no ones business. She has so much warmth that you feel it just being near her. She lives atop the bakery across from the park. Can you make sure she’s okay? Et que ma douce amie.

May I have one last request before the wound in my chest takes my last breath? Can… Can I see you? Without the mask? I want to see my love’s true face before… Before I … I'm…. Please? Fût encore à m’aimer.

How could she deny him this? So she nods and releases the transformation, closing her eyes. A pink flash floods the alley just for a moment. She felt his hand graze her cheek.

Princess. He whispered. Why couldn’t I see it? It was so clear. Open your eyes. Mari, please. I want you to see your mangy tom cat. Princess, please. Don’t you fret, Mlle. Dupain. Look at me. I don’t feel any pain. Why are you crying? The rain can hardly hurt me now. Marinette Dupain-Cheng. I thought Ladybug was the sun, brilliant … blinding…untouchable. Il y a longtemps que je t’aime. Marinette, You are the stars and the moon. Beautiful… bright, but you do not dim those around you. You make them feel important… I’ve wasted so much time. My lady. Jamais je ne t’oublierai.

He cupped her cheek and pulled her down to kiss her. As they closed their eyes he let his transformation fall. The green fills the alley. Pulling back she opens her eye to see her partners identity. “Minou,” She gasped when she saw him. She kissed him again. She had been so stupid she didn’t even realize. She had been so blind. Adrien. Her partner. Her best friend. Her first love. He pulled back. Princess, I lo-, Il y a longtemps que je t’aime, he goes limp in her arms. Blood soaking through her shirt, she screams. Jamais je ne t’oublierai.

Thanks for reading guys! I hope you liked it! If you have any criticism please feel free to tell me.❤ also @forest-of-books you sure you just want me to tag you in everything?

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