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A/N: i siimply love sleepy boys and their puppy dog tendencies
Pairing: Billy Hargrove x GN!Reader
Summary: Billy Hargrove loves sleep and you. 0.8k words.
Warnings: implied smut and kissing, cuddling, lots of sleeping + snoring, general fluff!
The second you get your hands on Billy, he's snoring. His cheek is smushed against your thigh, and your fingers are soft on the back of his neck. Soft enough that he's humming in two minutes flat. You never knew your boy could be so tired. Every time you tell him to work less and sleep more, he tells you he's saving up for your future together and then immediately passes out on the couch.
He doesn't even know it's happening until he's snoring softly and draped across your lap, all deadweight with his boots heavy strapped to his feet. You usually give him a couple minutes to blink awake again. It borders on Pavlovian when he waits five minutes to stand silently in the hall and let you lead him to his bedroom.
Though he's practically unconscious, he insists on stripping down to his underwear to sleep comfortably. Which has become your job because he says he likes how gentle you are. You never really mind anyway, and he's always polite about it—sure to huff out those pleases and thank you's. You're careful to keep him at peace while you slowly unbutton his shirt or push the jacket from his shoulders. It's rare that it gets him riled up when you push his jeans to the floor, but rare doesn't mean never. You know you've got him revved up when he groans and his eyes flick open. And sleep has evaded him with his hand in your panties.
There is nothing more important to him than you. When you tell him he's sweet and special and worth it, he feels content enough to kiss your neck and breathe you in until he's all drained and humming. It means so much that you take the time to make sure he's tucked in at night. He's never had anyone keep track of him like this. Even with work kicking his ass, he's happy to wake up to you after you insist he gets all eight hours of rest.
Sometimes, the day and its people will make him groggy. Worse than overtired and overworked, he gets explosive until he slumps through the front door. One time he couldn't find you, and he nearly tore the whole house apart just to find you curled under the covers. And the small, sleepy smile that graced your face made all that grievance worth it. The bad days are the worst until he's warm under four different quilts and tucked into your side with a peck lingering on his forehead.
If you’re not careful, he’ll beg you to sing to him. He’ll crawl onto your tummy and bat his lashes and beg and beg like he can’t do without a lullaby. Doesn’t matter if you can sing, you will end up singing. Some sickly sweet jazz tune, but really you could sing your grocery list and have him cooing like a little baby by the end. And if you’re not in the mood and he really can’t sleep, he’ll ask you to read to him. It knocks him out like a sedative. Forget warm milk, spit some Murakami and wait for the snoring to sink in.
He doesn’t even have to be tired to fall asleep across your lap. If he sees you looking comfortable on the couch, he will simply squirm under the blanket next to you (or on top of you) and blink up at you until you smile and run your fingers through his hair. He’s so puppy dog coded. But at the same time SO orange cat. He could be running on six cups of coffee and still be sound asleep to your heartbeat tender against his cheek.
He's cursed without a goodnight kiss. Won't get a wink of sleep 'till he gets a kiss from you. It gives him nightmares just thinking about it. He can't—he won't fully conk out until he's wrapped around you, your palm resting in the crook of his own, kiss settled on his forehead or cheek or lips or eyelids. He refuses because it's not safe. He needs the bedtime routine of you to keep him weighed down and promise forever in dreams.
When he's especially tired, you'll whisper things like, "You are the sleepiest boy in the whole world,” or calling him “sleeping beauty,” just to rouse a half-hearted reaction from him. It's usually a mumble of some gruff protest or a coo of laughter before he's out cold with his hands tethered to you. He's always so determined to stay good and awake for you, but it's usually a futile effort that ends when he wakes up with the sun the next morning.
Do not try to make him sleep without you, it won't end well. Seriously, his solution to a fight is not "I'll sleep on the couch"; it's "I'll kiss you until we're both feeling better," and when that doesn't work, one flash of that deviant smile and soft blue bedroom eyes will stop any train in its tracks.
He spends all of his free time sleeping and loves to call a cat nap across your tummy ‘date night’. It might’ve annoyed you if you didn't love him so much. Plus you never really mind the extra shut-eye. That kind of forgiveness is part of what fuels his obsession with you. If your smile is the last thing he remembers before bed, it's a good day.
How can you be mad when he purrs like a kitten and finds you like a heat seeking missile. He doesn't remember when he got so tired, but he's glad he found someone to keep him healthy. And maybe a sixty-hour work week won't be so bad once he can buy you that pretty silver ring and make you happy for the rest of your lives.
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𝐈𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧
↳ summary: you befriend a cat and somehow end up having to save new york in the process. or; a reader insert of season two episode twelve, of rats and men
↳ warnings: some mentions of violence, and one slight sexual innuendo
↳ notes: part two to this tmnt series that i'm doing. reader is autistic and a bitch. again, it can be read as a stand alone, but it's more enjoyable if you read these in order. once again, mainly a reader insert with a slight lean to a budding relationship between donnie & reader. can be with any other turtle if you want
↳ song: turtle power—partners in kryme
part one | next part | masterlist! | commissions! | carrd
"I know they said that pizza was gluten free, but I definitely tasted gluten."
The cold wind of a New York afternoon nipped at your heels as you meandered down the sidewalk, three figures in tow. Rocks and stray bits of litter dotted the crooked sidewalk, occasionally brushing an untied shoestring of yours.
It was the weekend. A time when school was at the back of your mind and pizza in the front. You had been called up by April this morning whilst lounging in bed, a sense of urgency in her voice as she invited you out with her and Casey for lunch. From the sound of it, she had been asked on a not-date-date again and was relying on you to break the ice. And since you were such a good friend, you changed out of your ratty pajamas to catch up, cursing teenage love under your breath all the way.
It was only after pulling up to Antonio's with a blank expression that you'd saw Irma loitering outside at the same time, tossing a limp wave to her as you both headed in to join your collective friends. Predictably, Casey hadn't been very happy to see either of you, and you responded by politely sticking him with the bill.
Now the four of you were walking aimlessly. Not in the direction of anyone's apartment, which was to assume that you knew where Irma lived. Which you didn't. You weren't sure you were on that level of friendship with her; or any level of friendship really.
Caseys bike ached and creaked with age as he pushed it along beside him. Occasionally you'd find yourself looking back at it, as if expecting it to fall to pieces at any moment. You wonder how long he'd had it for; and why he insited on bringing it along with him if he thought this would have been a romantic getaway. Maybe he was hoping to go on a couples ride or something. The thought of it made you smile wryly.
"Thanks for hanging out with us on our date, Irma." Casey cleared his throat, sending a dry look the purple haired girls way. "We really needed a chaperone."
At that last bit he sent a pointed look April's way, who whistled as she pretended to hear nothing.
"Anything I can do to help." Irma responded, nonplussed.
"Who said that was supposed to be a date, Jones?" You questioned whilst playing with your hoodie strings. "Pretty sure I heard April call it a hang out when she asked me to come."
You heard the squeak of his bike hesitate before continuing, most likely taking your words with a grain of salt.
He might have responded to your poking with some of his own, if a sudden shadow hadn't darted out onto the sidewalk, stopping Casey dead in his tracks.
The beady red eyes of a rat stared curiously at you all as the hockey player jumped three feet in the air, immediately pushing his bike out in front of him as a makeshift barrier. It skittered off once deciding you weren't of any use, dissapearing down a sewer drain.
"I can't belive someone as big as you is afraid of a little rat!" Irma smirked. Or smiled. You could never tell with her. Casey just frowned in response, looking a little embarrassed.
"Well I can't belive that rat was afraid of this adorable kitty!" April kneeled to the ground inbetween Casey and Irma's bickering, picking up a mangy tabby that looked like it had seen better days. It yowled a little at her touch, squirming uncomfortably. You hadn't seen the animal before, but now there was no doubt in your mind that that's what the rat was running from.
"Give it here." You held your hand out to April, then hesitated and repeated yourself in a more softer tone. She looked at the cat and then you before shrugging, handing it over.
Immediately after securing your hold, you picked it up by the scruff. It's fussing ceased, and you took the moment to run a hand down it's neck, all the way to the back of it's tail. After a moment or two, it began to purr like a well oiled machine, leaning into you.
"Wow! You're really good with animals." April awed with her hands clasped.
"Not really. Raph tried to kill me when I first met him." You offhandedly mentioned, still running a concentrated hand down the cats back.
"Who's Raph? Is that your dog?"
You stilled as Casey and April exchanged nervous looks. No one answered Irma's question for a second, surely garnering suspicion from the fourth party.
"Uh, sure Irma. My dog."
"Hm." She pushed her glasses up and squinted at you. "What breed is he?"
You blinked. Your hand came down on the cat a bit harsher this time, resulting in a hiss to sound.
"He's a poodle!" April cut in. "Now can we get a move on? It's getting kind of cold." She looked happy to change the subject, even faking a shiver for effect.
"Sure. Your place this time April?" Irma said as she smoothed out nonexistent wrinkles along her skirt.
"Actually, I was hoping me and Red here could head off. You know. Alone." Casey slung an arm around April with a less than genuine gap toothed smile.
"If alone means with me and April, then yeah." You didn't miss the way April tossed you thankful look as you spoke. "We've got to find some place for this cat, and I'm not exactly fond of bringing it home to my parents. They've already got their hands full with, er, Raph."
Irma stared at you all unimpressed. April tossed her a sheepish smile while hopping on the back of Casey's bike; the former looking happy at the premise of her holding his waist. You just rolled your eyes.
"Sure. I'll walk beside you guys. No biggie."
"Hey, did you want to be the one to hold onto Casey's back?"
"Nevermind. Carry on."
The three of you parted from Irma, tossing seperate waves of your own back at the girl as she grew farther away. Her deadpan look never once faded.
"So. We're all thinking of bringing this to the guys, right?"
April and you nodded at Casey, immediately steering towards the closest alleyway as soon as Irma could no longer be seen. The cat stiffened in your arms at the change in scenery. With a gentle whisper to settle down, you scratched behind its ears. A cough was the thing to break you out of the little trance.
"Having fun you two?" Casey said smugly. You glared at him as he parked his bike and leaned it against an alley wall.
"Stuff it, Jones." You flipped him off the best you could with a cat in your arms, starting forward to where April was wrestling with the manhole.
None of you heard the distant scream as you slid the cover open, sliping into total darkness.
You had come to expect an overwhelming greeting anytime you showed up.
Mikey launched himself out of Donnie's lab the second he'd heard your voice. Nevermind that you were talking with Leo, nodding your approval at the showing of Space Heros on TV. You weren't even sure that Mikey registered that. Once he had his sights set on something, he was like a missile. A very loud very playful missile.
No sooner than stepping a foot into the living room, you were tackled with a exhale of air, falling over while somehow managing to keep the cat from clawing your face off. An impressive feat if you do say so yourself.
"You're back!" Mikey screamed your name, hitting his forehead on your chest with a frantic smile. "We thought we'd scared you off!"
After a few weak growls for him to 'get the fuck of of me Michelangelo', you stood up and brushed yourself off. Mikey bounced excitedly all around you, thankfully not touching. You might have kicked him if he did.
"Dont worry bud. It'll take a lot more than just some mushrooms to get rid of me." You eventually answered, looking very unsurprised for someone that had just been tackled by two hundered pounds of turtle.
"Yeah! I bet you eat mushrooms for breakfast!" Mikey struck a very crude ninja pose. Something that almost made you laugh, considering he was an actual ninja.
"That's what humans do, Mikey. They literally eat mushrooms with their breakfast." Leo called from the couch. You couldn't see his face from where you were standing, but you could practically hear the eyeroll in his voice.
"Oh."
"I know what you meant. Don't worry dude." You waved it off. Mikeys smile returned in no time flat, and you could see questions about the cat bubbling in his throat as he moved on. You were quick to start moving, not really up for a tirade of questions at the moment.
The turtle skipped after you as you headed in the direction of Donatello's lab. His door was still ajar from when Mikey had sprung out of it, and you could hear the faint clinking of lab equipment drifting from it.
"Did anyone order a flea infested cat?" You said as you strolled in, ignoring the many warning signs plastered around the room screaming at you to not enter.
You watched as Donnie looked up from whatever he was doing with a glowing green beaker, face breaking out into a smile at the sight of you. For a moment you did your best attempt to smile back, and it seemed to only increase the size of his. At least before his eyes dropped to the animal you were holding.
"Hey hey hey! Don't bring that thing in here!" His arms immediately shot out to cover any of the open substances he was dealing with. You paid no mind to him, just strolling over to the opposite side of his desk and leaning against it.
"What. The cat or Mikey?"
"Both!"
"Hey!" Mikey whined and pouted at you, still evidently hot on your trail. You snickered, continuing your stroking of the cat that had haulted earlier.
Donnie took one more look between you and the stray before sighing. He seemingly gave up before turning back to his work, probably glad you were entertaining Mikey for a bit. It always seemed to go that way when you came down here.
"So Mike." You watched Mikey stick his tounge out at you at the nickname and you mirrored him. "How do you feel about getting a new pet?"
"Seriously!" He gasped. Donnie stiffened from where he was sitting but didn't turn around.
"Yeah." You shrugged. "We found him up top, and he seems to be tame enough. You might want to make sure he gets some shots though. For worms and all."
You knew everything you were saying was going one ear and out the other for Michelangelo as he reached out to pluck the cat from your arms.
"Aww look at you!" He gushed before proceeding to spout ooey gooey nonsense at the animal. You faked vomiting.
"And Donnie?" You yawned as you felt the after effects of lunch taking hold of you, stretching your arms above your head. "Before you ask, yes, April's here."
You didn't even need to turn around to know that the crashing sound was probably Donnie falling out of his chair with a dopey smile.
"So is Casey." You finished with a slight smirk. Looking back, Donnie glared at you as he pulled himself up, cheeks still tinted red.
"You just had to add that part in last didn't you?"
"Save the best for last as they say!" The confident call of Casey came from the doorway. You looked over to see him leaning against it, trying his best to look what he most likey thought was cool as April strolled right past him.
"Hey my dudes!" Mikey popped up from somewhere behind you to wave frantically at them. He was holding ice cream for some reason now. You'd learned not to question his ways a long time ago.
"I see you've already introduced them to the little guy we found on the streets." April smiled. You rolled your eyes as Donatello made heart eyes at her, stuttering something out about how charitable she was.
"Can we keep her Donnie?" An excited Mikey squealed.
"You know, Master Splinter is a rat." The question from his brother seemed to snap some temporary sense into Donatello, turning in place to cock an eyebrow.
"Yeah! What if that cat goes nuts and attacks him? She'll feed off his body for months!"
"Thanks for the visual, Casey." You walked over to flick him on the crown of his head. A few panicked noises and thumps came from behind you, but you were too busy relishing in the look on Casey's face to notice.
"Alright, well you guys have fun. I'm going to raid your fridge." You stuffed your hands in your pockets and rocked on the balls of your feet. Faintly, you noticed Mikey rush out of the room with something in his hands.
"But we just ate?" April tilted her head at you. You smiled at her without any real emotion.
"I never said I was going to eat anything. Just save it for later."
"I guess I'll come with you." Donnie looked at the wall above you, no doubt checking the time. "I could use a break."
"Sure." You shrugged and turned. "You guys going to stick around or—" The last bit was directed at Casey and April, but they just shook their head and began to follow you out. On the way to the kitchen you were all joined by Leo and Raph, eventually reaching the kitchen table.
"Mikey, please for the love of god stop making out with the fridge." You didn't spare anyone a second look before balancing on your tip toes to open a cabinet. Rustling around, you came up with a bag of marshmallows. Letting a celebratory smile loose, you stuffed it in your hoodie pocket for later.
"Master? Are you okay?"
You turned around. True to Leo's question, Splinter was lumbering into the room. And not looking to hot. You noticed he lacked his usual poise. Instead, he was slouching and blinking slowly. He looked groggy, and you wondered for a moment if mutant rats could have nightmares.
"I need ice for my head." He mummbled. "And also. Possibly a cheese-sicle."
"Cheese-sicle?" You asked Casey from the corner of your mouth. He shook his head with a look that told you he knew about as much as you did.
"No sensei! You can't!"
All of you watched as Mikey slammed the freezer door on Splinter. The speed of it took even you by surprise. Either he had become self aware of the cost of electricity, or Mikey'd lost his mind.
"No?" The room seemed to ice over with the amount of coldness in Splinters voice. Your eyes grew big, and you resisted the urge to start snacking on the marshmallows like a bag of popcorn at the movies.
"You tell me no?" Splinter was hissing now. Any joke you would have made flown out the kitchen. Much like Mikey's body as Splinter sent a punch to his plastron.
"Jesus fucking christ!" You scrambled back, your cry getting lost in everyone else's as they yelled with surprise.
Splinter lowered to his arms and legs like a feral animal, and you managed to get a glimpse at his eyes. Normally, they were the exact same color as Donnie's. But now, they were covered in a sharp red film. Much like the rat that had crossed your path not too long ago on the surface.
Everyone scrambled in different directions as Splinter launched himself around the room. You included. You found yourself up on top of the fridge somehow, looking down with eyes as big as saucers at the scene before you. The thought of the tazer you carry with you crossed your mind, but you immediately felt guilty afterward. This was Master Splinter. The one who had made you feel the safest down here after meeting them. And you had just contemplated shocking him.
You didn't have long to feel guilty though. The turtles all eventually wised up and lunged at their master, pinning all four of his limbs to the kitchen table with difficulty. He continued to writhe violently, and a bead of sweat rolled down your neck.
"Would it help if I jumped onto his chest?" You yelled out, trying to find some way to help. You were met with an astounding amount of no's as an answer.
A few more moments of grunting and struggling played out before you. It didn't take long for Splinter, or whatever had taken his place, to gain the upper hand. Kicking everyone away, he sprung up onto his legs again.
"I have got what I came for." A slight echo tinged his voice. "Soon New York, then the world, will be mine!"
It was then he collapsed, and you finally allowed yourself to clamber down from the top of the fridge. Dust littered the bottom of your arms and legs from how you had been clinging onto it.
"Master, are you okay?" Leonardo was the first to approach him. April next, asking the same exact thing. Splinter grunted lowly in response. You waited with baited breath from him to open his eyes.
You let out a sigh when he did. They were back to brown again.
"The Rat King." Splinter uttered somberly. "He has returned."
You noticed everyone but Casey exchange looks with each other, looking very disturbed at this news.
A brief moment of silence. You blinked twice before speaking.
"The rat who?"
The lair's TV screen blared in front of you. Images of giant rats crossed the screen, and your eyes were trained on a very shrewd looking blonde reporter.
You and Casey had been filled in durring the amount of time it took to help Splinter from the kitchen counter to the living room. Tales of mind control, scientists turned into monkeys, and thousands of rats danced around in your head. You looked no worse than Casey at the news, who had done a horrible job at containing his horror when learning about a literal rat army.
You had barely begun to wonder how the news was still on air when a rat launched itself at the reporter. She dropped to the ground with a scream, and the feed cut to static before you were able to see if she was okay.
"Why did it have to be giant rats." Casey moaned as he flopped onto the couch.
"Er, maybe you should sit this one out Casey." April suggested with a wince. Beside you Donatello allowed himself a smile.
"Do you think tazers could take those things down?" You half heartedly asked no one in particular. Raph crossed his arms and shook his head in your peripheral. You slumped from your spot on the floor with a frown. He patted your shoulder hesitantly. Maybe you could kick them to death instead.
"Donnie, are you sure you can't build a giant mouse trap?"
"Please don't subject my intelligence to something so meaningless." Donnie said your name, rolling his eyes as he messed with his t-phone.
"I bet you'd do it if April asked." You spoke into your hand, not caring if he heard. You heard Mikey laugh at that from somewhere in the distance. If he was anywhere near you, you would have offered him a high-five at the backup.
"Alright guys." Leo now was standing in the center of you all with his hands on his hips. He was doing what you called his Captian Ryan pose, and the sight of it made the corner of your lips twitch into a small smile. If you had to bet, he was probably imagining himself as the fictional character right now.
Master Splinter stood off to the side, watching his son. His own mouth was pulled into a tight line, and he looked the most serious you had seen him in a while. You took one more moment to study him before slowly turning back to Leo.
"I have an idea."
If there was one thing you knew for certain, it was that the turtles definitely did not have a driver's license.
A helmet clunked noisily against your head as you raced through downtown New York City. Rain pelted your vision, and you really regretted not asking for a pair of sunglasses ahead of time.
A four person race-cart sat beneath you, the seats filled by you, April, Donnie and Raph. The latter was driving, occasionally making sharp turns that would send you and Donnie clashing against each other respectively. You accidentally nailed him straight in his shell at one point, and now your elbow was throbbing something awful.
Screams floated to you from behind the cart. You knew if you turned your head, you'd see Mikey holding onto a rope and shouting his shell off, skating like his life depended on it. Which, technically, you guess it did.
The final piece de resistance was the giant foam cheese hat strapped to the top of his head. While you got fitted with an orange helmet that smelled faintly of pizza and sweat, he had been wrestled to the ground and forced to wear the yellow abomination. Apparently he was to be the bait for the giant rats, something that you got the feeling happened very often with him. The bait part you mean. Not giant rats. That was only a two time thing.
Casey was biking around somewhere a few blocks off, hitting stray mutants in the snout with his trusty hockey sticks. The only reason you knew he was still alive and kicking was the faint sounds of shrill screams bouncing off surrounding buildings. You might have laughed if you didn't feel like doing the same thing.
Another tight curb sent you face first into Donnie's lap. With a temper as hot as Raph's own, you scrambled up and yelled at the driver to watch it. You didn't even spare a glance at Donnie, skipping over how incredibly red his face had gotten.
"You try steering in this traffic!" Raphael shouted right back at you. You proceeded to make some not so nice gestures with your hands that April frowned at, the rain making you shake slightly in the cold, before falling back into your seat and awaiting part two of the plan. Something you'd named Grab That Turtle.
Mikey eventually got close enough to the bumper where you could grab his hand. With more effort than it would probably take a normal person, you snatched him up and into the cart. The result was a lovely three person dog pile in the back seat; something that you quickly remedied by pinching Mikey in the arms until he got himself and Donnie off of you.
You didn't even stop to yell at them. In exchange for that, you whipped out your tazer to sent a volt of electricity at a rat that had gotten too close, whooping excitedly when it yelped and fell back. It was nothing like what any of the turtles could have done, but that didn't stop you from feeling way too proud of yourself.
Your moment of celebration was cut short only when you noticed that you were no longer in the race-cart.
Cuts formed all along your face and arms as you tumbled out of the cart and to asphalt. You'd never wanted to discover what street tasted like, but you don't think you'd ever be able to forget it now.
Gravel found its way into your mouth and you felt something pop in your back as a slimey paw trodded on you. Before you could even gather enough strength to push yourself onto your hands and knees, a beak that felt too sharp and too precise for a rat closed around your middle.
Preparing for a quick snip and searing pain, you closed your eyes and grit your teeth. When it didn't come, you peaked an eye open. It was with much shock that you realized the rat wasn't attempting you eat you. Rather carry you, it seemed. Granted, it wasn't being the gentlest about it, but neither were you when you zapped it's brother on the neck.
At the thought of your weapon, you squirmed to try and reach it. Your attempts were stopped by the giant bite around you increasing in strength, practically cutting off all circulation in your arms now.
"Jesus! Fine I'll stop!" You snapped. It responded by dropping you and kicking you forward, growling when you hissed at it in pain.
For the second time that day, the world fell out from beneath you. Where the street should have been, a giant hole gaped. In the split second it took for you to fall through it, you recognized it as an entrance into the sewers.
"Urgh." Was all you could manage to say as the giant rat slid down the same hole, landing on you. Something made a loud cracking sound, and it was only after you felt the back of your head that you realized it had been you.
Your hand came back tinted with red. You glared at it before going cross eyed. And then nothing.
You awoke in a cage, next to the last person you wanted to see at the moment.
A spray painted mask stared back at you as you lifted your head up. It took you a moment for your eyes to adjust, but once they did, nausea slapped you in the face.
"God damnit." You groaned and rolled over. You tried not to vomit. Of course Casey had been caught too. Now instead of just him, the turtles had to rescue you too. Way to go.
Before you could say anything else, your mouth was quickly covered. With half a mind to bite him, you growled. Casey just hit you in the head and no so subtly pointed next to you.
When you turned, you were met with the sight of Irma, who looked thoroughly confused.
The place all of you stood suspended above smelled horrible, and looked worse. You were sure you looked right at home with your torn clothes and hair matted with blood. Casey didn't look that good either, but miraculously Irma didn't have a single scratch on her. The only sign she was even witnessing the same thing as you was the telltale quiver of fear in her eyes.
"Irma?" You questioned with a blink. "What are you doing here?"
"Remember how we went out for pizza?" She frowned.
You nodded.
"I got attacked by a giant rat thing after you left. I tried screaming, but no one was around to help."
You resisted the urge to wince at that last part. Yowch. That had totally been you guy's fault. It seemed like she knew it too. You'd have to take her out for a snack after this or something to make up for it.
"Hey, at least most of us are together now." You reasoned, looking over at Casey. "We can probably try to find a way ou—"
"I have no idea what you're talking about. I've never seen the two of you before." Casey grumbled, his voice a much deeper and much faker octave. You looked over at him with a crazed look in your eyes, not up for games. He just stared right back at you, silently gesturing to himself, his mask, and then a confused Irma while you watched.
"Fine. Whatever. Just, fucking, whatever mystery man." You grabbed the cage bars and hit your head against them twice before stopping.
"That won't work." Irma motioned to your head banging and did her signature move of pushing her glasses up. "I've been down here practically all day. Nothing budges these cages."
At the mention of more cages, you looked past your own to the outside. Sure enough, dangling a good ten feet off the ground and even more away from you, hung other people in mesh boxes just as reinforced as yours. Some cried, while most just looked horrified. They all shared that one thing in common, and you were sure they wished they didn't.
"Welcome esteemed guests."
"Oh please don't tell me it's this guy." You frowned.
"There's no need to fear, I will not hurt you. That I promise." A chuckle rang darkly through the room— cavern? it felt more like a cavern —that you were being kept in. You didn't have to think hard to figure out who it belonged to. It already reaked with enoigh pretentiousness.
Sure enough, when the figure stepped out of hiding and into the light, you got a good look at what had been described to you back at the lair. Tall, covered in bandages, and sporting a horrible choice of a trench coat. You barely held yourself back from booing at him, figuring that it probably wasn't the best way to go undetected. Casey didn't seem to share your carefully thought out sentiment.
"Let us out of here you freak!" He said, still donning his modified voice as he shook the bars to the cage. You kicked him in the back of the knee. A universal sign recognized all over the world to shut the hell up.
"All in good time." The Rat King echoed back.
You groaned and massaged your temples. This was really going to give you another tension headache, wasn't it.
You were left wishing for some Tylenol as your captor dove into an explination, calmly explaining how he had come to capture you. Something about rats, mutagen, science, rats, rats, his intelligence, and more rats. Probably. You stopped listening half way through and started feeling around the cage for anything sharp.
Right as you thought your search would turn out to be fruitless, your hand brushed against the bulk of your waistline. Cool metal met your hand, and with a start, you realized that they hadn't taken your tazer.
They hadn't taken your tazer.
Wracking your mind all the way back to after Splinter freaked out, you remembered the turtles telling you something. About how the Rat King used to be normal, before a freak electrical fire left him blind. Only able to see through the eyes of rats.
Your hand tightened around the base of the tazer. The words electrical fire bounced around in your head.
If a shock got him into this, maybe a shock could get him out.
You paid no attention to Irma as she dropped to the floor in a fainting stupor. The adrenaline and lack of food getting to her probably. You only felt somewhat guilty for your flippant attitude toward her well being.
Tapping Casey on his shoulder, you held a finger up to your lips. Even with his mask on, you could feel the confusion coming off of him in waves as you gestured down to your pants.
"Uh. Dude, you know I sort of have a thing with Red right?" He laughed awkwardly, stepping away. You glared at him with the force of a thousand suns before lifting up your hoodie to reveal the head of your tazer. Pointing out at the Rat King, you watched as his eyes widened in realization.
"I know you have something similar in those goalie gloves of yours Casey." You murmered. "When its our turn for whatever he's planning, let the rats drag us. But when it comes time for him to touch us, zap him."
"You think that will work?" Casey shuddered. You could only imagine that he was thinking about being touched by those rats again. And voluntarily this time.
"It better. If not, it might buy us enough time for the others to get here." You cracked your knuckles nervously. The look that Casey gave you made you tilt your head.
"What?"
"Nothing. I just forget how scary you can get when you're not yelling at me." He rubbed the back of his neck. "The guys should really start letting you come on missions with us."
You snorted and went to say something else. Maybe that he was crazy, or that you didn't quite hate the sound of that. Whatever it was going to be, you were cut off by the clashing of metal against metal.
The door to your cage swung open, and a furry paw grabbed you by the face. Struggling to breathe through the must of rat droppings coming from the living restraint around your face, you weren't aware that you were being lifted off the ground and dragged in the nearest direction of the Rat Kings makeshift lab. Somewhere in the shadows, five sets of hidden eyes widened. The other pair began to turn red.
"Here we have our first volunteer for the serum." The point of a needle came into view as the giant mutated rat dropped you. Brown fur stick to the inside of your mouth as you sputtered like a fish out of water.
Many cries for you to watch out came from the surrounding cages, New Yorkers feeling powerless while watching a teenager get stalked by a needle.
You grasped blindly at your waist. For a horrific split second, you could smell the sourness of his breath as he approached you. And then you felt your fingers close down around plastic.
Flipping the switch on your tazer, you sat up and poked him in the eyes with two fingers. Predictably, it did nothing but make him grunt in annoyance. But it was to his detriment. The action gave you enough time to scramble up and point the tazer at his face, rushing forward and sticking it right between his forhead.
"Suck my dick." You said heavily. Not exactly action hero movie material, but there would be plenty of time to worry about it later.
Blue light lit up his head and upper torso in a painful sparkle. Rats from all around screamed and squealed as their master fell to his knees, clawing at his face. Somewhere inbetween all the tiny cries, you thought you heard a much larger one and then a scuffle.
Your chest heaved as you turned on your heel to climb back up over the cage you had just been sitting in. An enraged cry followed your movements, and you were sure thousands of rats were now surging in your direction. Your only hope was that the zap had slowed all of them down, not just the Rat King.
You began to shimmy up the rope keeping Casey and Irma from falling. Old cuts from tumbling on the street earlier opened back up, staining the rope and ends of your sleeves.
Somewhere in the amount of time it took for you to get to the top of the rope, a fight had broken out underneath you. A part of your mind hoped it was Casey holding his own, and the other part really hoped it wasn't. You weren't sure how long his hockey sticks would hold under a tidal wave of sharp teeth and wormy tails.
Sparing a look down, your eyes were assaulted with flashes of green and silver. Surprise over took your features as you watched the guys emerge from the shadows, weapons batting away any adversary that dare to attack.
And was that—?
"Master Splinter?" You choked, and slipped down the rope slightly before scaling back up.
The sensei, sure enough, was in the midst of all the seperate battles. He appeared to battling with himself, clutching the sides of his head as he stumbled around.
A loud call of your name tore your gaze away from him, coming to settle on a struggling Mikey. He was balancing his nunchucks in one hand, and a blob of pink white and brown in the other.
"Mikey!" You yelled back, still hanging on to avoid the swarm of rats approaching. "Is that the cat I gave you? What the hell is going on!"
"We were coming to save you—" He stopped talking as he dodged another wave of rats before popping back up. "—and then sensei just went crazy! He's chasing after the Rat King now!"
You noticed that Mikey purposefully didn't answer your question about the cat, instead just smiling innocently. Filing it away for later, you continued to make frantic conversation.
"Is there anything I can do!?"
"Help get everyone out of these cages! We can't let any of the civilians see us!" Leonardo butted in from somewhere. You couldn't see him, but it sounded like he was wrestling with something. Nonetheless, you nodded, and positioned yourself in preperation to jump off the rope.
It worked. With dificulty, you managed to land on the top of another cage near to Casey and Irma's. It teetered dangerously in the air, and you swung your hands in a windmill like fashion to avoid falling off.
Grabbing at a lone rat that ran over your foot, you held it to the base of the rope. It squirmed in your clutch angrily before latching onto the fibers and chewing. It didn't take long before breaking through it, and you barely managed to grab onto the end of the rope as it seperated itself from the cage.
The cage fell to the ground in a heap. Smiling, you watched the doors lock break on impact and it's captors rush out. They looked back up at you for a second, and you gestured at them to go.
"Help the others if you can!" Was all you had time to say before jumping to another cage.
Rope after rope snapped under your efforts, and cages fell from the sky like rain from heavy clouds. By the time you had reached the last one, you hadn't even noticed that the fighting below had stopped. Now all of the people had fled, and giant rats lay defeated all over the ground.
You dropped from the last rope, chucking the rat you had been using as a makeshift saw into the distance, sincerely hoping that the stupid Rat King felt that.
"I think that's the last of them." Raph spoke. You saw him and his brothers perched on a ledge above you, and waved. Mikey was the only one to wave back, and what you now knew as his cat from earlier copied the movement.
"What about Master Splinter?" Leo worried.
"He can hold his own." You piped up, bringing the rest of their attention down to you. "And I'm pretty sure he's already won. I don't see any more rats scurrying around after all. Either the mental link has been broken, or your dad beat the Rat King."
The boys seemed to consider your words. Leaping down next to you, they all watched as Donatello placed a hand on your head briefly.
"You did a good job helping today." He grinned good naturedly at you as you swiped at his hands, trying desperately to fix your hair. His smile only grew as you stuck your tounge out at him.
"Whatever. Can we leave now? I'm about done with search and rescue missions for today."
Murmurs of agreement rang out, and you all started towards the exit and back to the lair. All you could think about as the turtles bragged on each other about their performance was a nice long nap. Preferably on their couch. Their nice, soft couch.
Master Splinter returned late into the night. His robe was dirty, and paws aching. But his heart lightened at the sight before him; all of his sons curled up in a deep sleep as you yourself snored on the living room floor. April and Casey weren't far off, slumped over in a sitting position as they slept.
Grabbing the remote from Leonardo's limp hand, he turned the TV's volume down. A quiet snort came from you, and Splinter watched as you reached out to grab at something. A soft smile spread agross his face as you latched onto the nearest thing, which just so happened to be Donnie's leg, and began to lean into it.
"Rest well my children." He surveyed you all, eyes shining. "You have done well today."
The door to his dojo swung shut without a sound, and Splinter fell into a deep slumber of his own.
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Miraculous fanart: Chloebug Date + Miraculous rewriting: Chloenette AU (Season 1)
I publish some new Chloenette images.
It's the sequel of my previous post
Season 2 rewrite
Time for the rewriting !
The Story and its changes:
Season 1:
Origins/Stoneheart:
Hawkmoth begins his villainous actions.
Marinette rescues Master Fu. At the Françoise Dupont school, she seats with Alya and eventually befriends with her.
Akumatized Ivan (Stoneheart) tracks down down Kim for revenge.
Marinette and Adrien meet their kwamis (Tikki and Plagg). They become Ladybug and Cat Noir.
After the first battle, Marinette thinks about to secretly give the Ladybug earrings to someone but hesitates between Alya, Sabrina and Chloé.
When Marinette and Adrien meet first time, there isn't any chewing-gum incident. Instead of, Chloé just roasts Marinette and Alya (in Chloé's mind, she imagined Marinette and Alya as a potential date: Ridiculous !). Adrien is uncomfortable about the blondie's behavior.
Adrien befriends with Nino who learns him to be friends with real honest people.
Stoneheart comes back. He kidnaps Mylène and Chloé. The latter openly mocks the Myvan (Mylène + Ivan) ship as she already laughed of Ivan being a "monster".
Stoneheart throws out Chloé from the Eiffel Tower. Meanwhile, Marinette, who becomes Ladybug again, saves Chloé in extremis.
Hawkmoth publicly introduces himself to Parisians and claims the Ladybug's and Cat Noir's miraculouses.
The two heroes deakumatize Ivan. They save Ivan and Mylène of their fall.
Adrien/Cat Noir develops a love crush on Ladybug.
After the Stoneheart's second incident, Marinette and Alya steal Chloé's and Sabrina's seats in class. In this AU, Marinette stands up against Chloé and convinces the latter to sit at the desk of the first rank (the Chloé's and Sabrina's initial seats). Chloé accepts these terms, she can see Adrien/Adrikins at her left.
The umbrella scene happens, Adrien tells to Marinette his life before his first day at Françoise Dupont school. Effectively, Marinette begins to have feelings on Adrien. She falls in love with him (same situation in canon but without the Derision trauma but she's just: Shy !).
In same time, Chloé expresses thanks to Ladybug on social media. Due to events, she develops a crush on Ladybug and tries to forget Marinette. Meanwhile, the blondie is still confused between the bakery girl and Adrikins.
The Bubbler:
Marinette tries to offer her blue scarf to Adrien for his birthday (same way as in canon).
When Chloé comes to wish happy birthday to Adrien, she doesn't hustle Marinette.
Nino is akumatized into The Bubbler, sends all adults to the sky (except Gabriel Hawkmoth) and forces all the teenage people from Paris to celebrate Adrien's birthday in a form of a "party".
In this AU, Chloé offers to Marinette a dance but the latter politely declines because she must go to put the post-it on the gift. Chloé layer dances with Adrien anyway.
Ladybug properly interupts the Bubbler's party (no jealousy crisis like there was in canon).
Ladybug and Cat Noir save the day by deakumatizing Nino.
The next day, Adrien wears the scarf and he believes it's his father who offered it to him. That surprises Marinette when he tells thar to her, Alya ans Nino but she chooses to not reveal herself about the scarf.
Alya comforts Mari. Mari comforts Chloé (the latter was angry about having her gift get delayed).
Mr Pigeon:
The Design contest happens. The major difference is Chloé doesn't try to copy Marinette's designs. Instead of that, she makes Sabrina to create the bowler hat for service.
Sabrina's Chloé's hat could have yellow/golden colours.
But Marinette eventually wins the contest with her feather-themed hat. She is even praised by Gabriel Agreste and Adrien.
The battle against Mr Pigeon happens. No modification of the canon.
Lady Wifi:
Alya discovers Chloé has got a yo-yo in her bag. She believes she is Ladybug.
With the help of Nino, she tries to inspect Chloé's locker. She is eventually busted.
Chloé fires Alya causes the expellment of Alya out of the school by blackmailing Mr Damocles.
In this AU, Chloé rids off a rival ridiculous but 'nuisible' girl while Sabrina feels guilty about Alya's expellment (she recognizes in discretion Chloé's Mr Damocles decision is too excessive).
Lady Wifi events are happening like in canon. But Ladybug finds out Chloé is responsible of the Alya's expellment and takes more seriously the bad action the blondie had committed.
After the battle, Ladybug "reconciles" Chloé and Alya. The Ladyblog reporter eventually reintegres Françoise Dupont school.
Alya excludes Chloé of her list of people suspected to be Ladybug, recognizing her error.
At the end, there is a line of Alya to Marinette:
Ladybug is too kind. She could never bully or expell schoolmates like Chloé does it.
That makes Marinette blushing and having fun.
Pixelator:
Same story than the canon.
Jagged Stone comes to the Grand Hôtel with his assistant Penny and his crocodile Fang.
Vincent Aza, a fan, stalks Jagged for selfies. The fan is eventually expelled out of the Hôtel.
In this AU, when Marinette quits the Hotel for going at home to make glasses Jagged recquires, Chloé just says to the bluenette with a sarcastical tone:
Good Luck, Dupain-Cheng ! 😘
Pixelator commits his photo-carnage (he sends his targets/victims in his white boards from his house) at the Grand Hôtel and at the Arc-De-Triomphe (still identical story to the canon).
Ladybug rescues Jagged. She confronts Pixelator. Adrien and Chloé are photo-carnaged and later freed.
With the help of Cat Noir, Jagged (and the unawaited help of Chloé), Ladybug manages to neutralize Pixelator and deakumatize him.
Jagged receives his Eiffel Tower-themed glasses from Marinette. He later invites the entire Miraclass to his concert (Chloé included).
Marinette, Adrien, Alya, Nino, and Chloé (+ Sabrina) come to the Jagged Stone concert as VIPs.
Chloé goes to the concert only because Marinette and Adrien are here (she still prefers XY Roth to Jagged).
Darkblade:
Class representative election happens.
Marinette runs for class representative as candidate.
In this AU, Chloé talks with Marinette and requests to her explanations about her surprising candidacy (it was Chloé who was the class representative of her class in previous grades in every year).
Marinette already knows Chloé is blackmailing her classmates to prevent them to run to the election. But this time, she maintains her candidacy (due to Ladybug's influence(herself lol !) and Tikki's advices).
Chloé eventually sends Sabrina to discover Marinette's "dark" secrets at the Dupain-Cheng bakery. Resigned, Sabrina executes her "bestie"'s order (she is aware she is going to steal her 'formerly' friend).
Chloé organisates a Jagged Stone's autograph seance at thé Mairie of Paris and invites all her classmates for buy their votes.
Sabrina joins Chloé with the secret diary but her hand is consequently trapped in the box. Because of that, she expresses to the blondie she regrets her act.
In this AU, Chloé's blackmailing towards Marinette takes the form of a 'negociation': To improve Marinette's image at the school by letting Chloé win the election in exchange of get the stolen diary back.
The battle against Darkblade/Armand D'Argencourt happens. Ladybug and Cat Noir save the day again.
After the battle, the Chloé's blackmailing attempt is exposed. There is Marinette's speech about voting for better ideas.
Chloé openly retires her candidacy with humility.
Marinette becomes the class president. Alya is her deputy.
Chloé will pretend to people she had let Marinette win for save her own reputation (because she wants to preserve her friendship with Adrien too).
Dark Cupid:
Marinette (helped by Alya) tries to confess her love to Adrien. She finds the Adrien's unfinished love letter (same way as in canon).
Chloé, in her moment, tricks Adrien with a "just cause" thing for make him to sign an autograph on the poster.
So she can laugh at the girls from the Adrien fan-club.
In this AU, Kim tries to confess her admiration toward Chloé (the common point they have is the taste for pranks). That doesn't mean he doesn't try to date her. He is already in couple with Ondine.
Chloé, of course, declines the Kim's "love confession" (even if she does it less cruelly) . That causes the latter's akumatization.
The battle with Dark Cupid is happening (identically to the canon).
The Ladybug-Cat Noir Kiss scene happens too. The Adrien poster vandalism too.
Chloé borrows some money to his dad for donate to charity associations.
His dad is the mayor and at the same time he has a fiscal bank account for his family (he can spoil his wife and his daughter in money and luxurious gifts for satisfy their whims 💰💵💸).
She makes her donations very fast for hide the incident of the vandalized poster (Sabrina causes it under the Dark Cupid influence).
Kim offers his Valentine-themed gift to Ondine.
In parallel, Marinette/Ladybug discretly sends the love letter back to Adrien. The latter recognizes his letter and sees out someone has already answered to his confession. That makes him blush ans he thinks Ladybug could be the answerer.
In parallel again, Chloé think about offer a Valentine-themed gift for Ladybug but nobody knows the latter's real identity.
So the blondie furtively puts her gift in the locker of the first person she thought about: Marinette.
Marinette blushes when she discovers it. Meanwhile, the gift hasn't any name: It's anonymous.
She just guesses Chloé can be the giver. The gift contains a poem with a line: When I see you, I feel utterly ridiculous while you're miraculous. 💗
Horrificator:
Same story than the canon. The Miraclass make a short horror film.
There are minor changes for this AU.
Chloé afraids Mylène (that causing the latter's akumatization into Horrificator).
Chloé answers to everyone it was just a joke: she doesn't realizes the scale of her prank. That angers Ivan. Marinette and Adrien object her. Even Kim feels disappointed about the blondie's joke: Not cool !
When Marinette sends Chloé to search an nursery uniform for the movie, the latter leaves the classroom with Sabrina, Kim and Max.
In this AU, Chloé makes more time to realize Marinette has sent her far from the movie shoot.
Horrificator kidnaps Chloé, Kim and Max. Only Sabrina manages to escape.
The Marinette-Adrien kiss moment is interupted by Sabrina who warns the entire class about Horrificator.
Globally, the battle between Ladybug, Cat Noir, the Miraclass and Horrificator happens in a similar way to the canon. The method used to defeat and deakumatize Horrificator is the same method as in canon: a mini-concert.
After the battle, the movie is presented to the mayor (Chloé's Daddy): of course, it was rejected.
Chloé expresses a bit of apologies to Mylène and Ivan in présence of Marinette ans Adrien. She does it by fearing any possible comeback of Horrificator or Stoneheart.
Evillustrator:
Chloé laughs at Nathaniel about his love crush on Marinette in presence of the entire class. The blondie even briefly plays with his sketchbook.
In this AU, the blondie roasts the artist. Her line to Nathaniel:
You're too ridiculous. Too utterly ridiculous for having Dupain-Cheng as your lover.
Marinette is embarrassed by hearing Chloé speak like that. So the bakery girl feels compassion for Nathaniel.
The latter boy is akumatized into Evillustrator and he seeks revenge against Chloé in reason of the humiliation she has done to him.
Mrs Mendeleiev composes the groups of students of the class.
The known groups of three are: Adrien, Nino and Alya and Marinette, Chloé and Sabrina.
In this AU, Marinette and Chloé are used to be friends (or to be "friends"). So the bakery girl reluctantly accepts to work with the blondie. But she is less impacted than she is in the canon.
Knowing Sabrina, Marinette eventually teams up with her for the physics report. The two schoolmates work together early before Chloé joins them at the library.
Sabrina berates Chloé like she berates her in canon: I'm not your slave, Chloé !
Evillustrator suddenly comes to pertubate their time by summoning a giant hairdryer scarying Chloé.
The events with Evillustrator happen.
Ladybug and Cat Noir ask questions to Chloé about Evillustrator like in canon.
Marinette later sees Evillustrator coming at her home. She recognizes him as Nathaniel. The artist invites her to his private birthday. She accepts his invitation with the request of not harming Chloé.
Sabrina doesn't come to Marinette's home because the two girls were already well advanced in the schoolwork.
In this AU, Sabrina calls her just for express her worries toward her after the Evillustrator assault. So she doesn't berate Marinette (No comparison with Chloé).
The Evillustrator date happens. Cat Noir and Marinette ambush the akumatized supervillain but it fails.
Later, Ladybug and Cat Noir finally manage to defeat/deakumatize him in the Chloé's bedroom.
Aftermath: When Alya interviewes Chloé for the Ladyblog, the latter expresses her thanks to Ladybug for protecting her during the late night (instead of blaming the two heroes of trashing her bedroom as in canon).
Marinette and Adrien discuss together about Cat Noir (in the same way as in canon).
Chloé and Sabrina reconcile each other.
Nathaniel begins to work a comic about Ladybug. He comes to the art room joining his friend Alix.
Rogercop:
Plagg seeks cheese in the Chloé's bag and he accidentally gets his head stuck in the bracelet.
Chloé sees her bracelet has disappeared from her bag.
Adrien sees Plagg with the bracelet rolling to his feet.
In this AU (I repeatly write these words for more tell the divergence), Chloé doesn't accuse Marinette (not directly). Meanwhile, she publicly says there is a thief among them.
Agent Roger (Sabrina's dad) calls Chloé back with his moral quote: Every citizen is innocent until proven guilty.
But the mayor Bourgeois orders to Roger to search all the people from the classroom. Roger objects: The mayor's order breaks the law. Then the mayor fires the policeman.
The next scenes happen: Roger's akumatization into Rogercop, the debate about finding the "thief" in the classroom, Adrien frees Plagg from the bracelet, the battle against the Akuma.
Rogercop uses Chloé as hostage for make André Bourgeois leave his mayor fonctions.
Ladybug and Cat Noir are designated outlaws by Rogercop.
The two heroes defeat and deakumatize the villain.
Cat Noir puts the bracelet back in the Chloé's bag (that makes everyone believe the bracelet was just misplaced).
Mayor rehabilitates Roger in his policeman title (he even promotes him as lieutenant).
In the end from this AU, Chloé could publicly say she is sorry for hastly making accusations at the school (in front of Ladybug).
Timebreaker
Same story than the canon.
Alix receives, for her birthday (15 years old), a special gift from his father: The Bunny Miraculous A watch "from her ancestor".
Kim (on foot) and Alix (on skates) challenge each other in a race at the Trocadéro. The Miraclass comes as spectators.
Difference with the canon: When Chloé holds the Alix's watch, Marinette and Adrien, who hold the banner, say to her to return it. Instead of mocking Alix's watch (as in canon), Chloé would say:
Relax, Dupain-Cheng, Adrikins and losers. I just want to know how much does this watch cost.
Chloé eventually opens the watch and screams about seeing an hologram from the object. She accidentally destroy the watch (same way as in canon).
Alix is akumatized into Timebreaker and the Time massacre begins.
Of course, Timebreaker absorbs Cat Noir's energy causing his erasure. So she travels to the past (with Ladybug who is following her), to the moment from some minutes ago for saving her watch.
Like in canon, The presence of Ladybug and Timebreaker cause the watch's crushing in this new timeline. Alternate Alix is akumatized too.
Ladybug, Cat Noir and the Ladybug from the alternate timeline fight against TWO Timebreakers.
The end of battle is the same: Timebreakers are defeated. The world and its timeline are returned back to normal (Thanks to Lucky CharmS). The Alix's is even fully restored.
Reflekta
It's Photograph Day at the Françoise Dupont school. Juleka has a picture-day "curse" on her.
In this AU, Juleka's akumatization factor will be a bit of different: No one blocks her in the bathroom with a chair. She just laments about her cursed life too long that she misses the photo shoot.
Despite Rose's recomfort, Juleka is eventually akumatized into Reflekta.
While this moment, Marinette goes to delete the school picture in the Damocles' office but Chloé and Sabrina bust her. In this situation, Marinette's office violation can conduct to her expellment.
Sabrina can feel ashamed to see Marinette violating school rules. Meanwhile Chloé gives to the bakery girl a chance of forget the crime: She offers to Dupain-Cheng to give up the idea of delete the picture in exchange .
Because of the fact the three girls hanged out together in the past from this AU, Marinette takes a better idea: To offer to Chloé and Sabrina a deal.
Marinette's deal talks about to take a better school photography than the actual picture.
Convicted, Chloé accepts the deal and orders to Sabrina to keep secret the intrusion. A win-win.
When the three girls (the "trio") leave the office, they confront Reflekta. The akuma had already a lot of students and Cat Noir into Reflektas. So she turns Chloé and Sabrina into Reflektas too (except Marinette who manages to escape).
Ladybug and a Reflekta-ed Cat Noir fight Reflekta together. The battle happens identically to the canon until the Juleka's deakumatization and the aftermath.
After the incident, the Miraclass makes a photo group together at the park.
And Juleka is included. That ends the photo "curse".
Chloé and Sabrina are present in the new picture.
The picture in this AU be like (read my post for see the difference):
Princess Fragrance
Same story than the canon. Prince Ali comes to Paris.
Chloé finds out a red "plushie": it's Tikki sick. Marinette had accidentally lost her kwami while she was with Adrien.
In this AU, when Rose requests Chloé to send her letter to the Prince Ali, Chloé acts as her own semi-bully.
Her line to Rose:
I have no time with your fish funk, Cinderella ! It's a day between rich people. No peasants allowed.
A disgusted Chloé just passively throws the letter she had comprimed into a ball and throws it like a trash before leaving the place in limousine.
Rose is eventually akumatized into Princess Fragrance.
Marinette retrieves back Tikki. She meets Master Fu a "pet healer" who heals Tikki.
Cat Noir fights Princess Fragrance, evacuates Prince Ali, the latter's chaperone and Chloé.
Meanwhile, Cat Noir is brainwashed/fragranced like the test of the group.
Ladybug eventually saves the day like in canon.
Rose and Prince Ali befriend together (at the surprise of Chloé).
Guitar Villain
Jagged Stone requests Marinette about creating a new album cover.
But Bob Roth, the music producer, "advices" to the girl to design a "modern" version: A pink-themed cover based on XY's albums.
There are more Chloé's appearances in this AU than in canon.
The blondie accompanies Marinette to Jagged permitting to the latter girl to present the cover to the musician. The blondie rich girl will join Adrien later.
The Jagged's akumatization into Guitar Villain happens.
The battle happening is identical to the canon. Meanwhile, Chloé "offers her help" to Ladybug and Cat Noir (It's comical: She just comes to rescue XY Roth).
In aftermath, Marinette manages to design a Rock'n'Roll-themed cover for Jagged (At the objection of Bob).
Jagged's new album becomes N°1 on charts.
Adrien congratulates Marinette for the exploit. Chloé praises her too but with some nuance.
Kung Food
Wang Cheng/Cheng Shifu, Marinette's great-uncle, comes to Paris for participate to the World Greatest Chef contest that organisated at the Grand Hôtel.
Like in the canon, Marinette (under Alya's advice) asks Adrien for help to communicate with her great-uncle.
The story is the same until Chloé's comes to see Dupain-Cheng and Adrikins.
In this AU, Chloé sees them as her lovely "friends". In canon, only Adrikins is her lovely "friend" (as love interest) while she hates Dupain-Cheng.
Chloé says to the Adrienette duet she doesn't like the soup/dish (So. Why are you become a jury member if you don't want to eat/taste foods of candidates ? 🤔😑🥣).
Realizing the fact Cheng Shifu is part of the bakery girl family, the rich brat decides to impress the latter girl by cooking a dish.
For that, she distracts Shifu by telling him "Marinette is waiting him outside of the kitchen".
In the kitchen, she takes a pressure cooker that already contains a soup (unaware it's Shifu's soup) and she "cooks" it with everything she can find at hand. She is furtive. She cooks a soup with her own imagination.
When Chloé finishes it, Shifu comes back ans doesn't remark the Chloé's modification.
As in canon, the jury members are disgusted about tasting Shifu's "Celestial soup" and decline the cooker out of the competition.
Shifu claims someone has sabotaged his soup. Marinette and Adrien have the same thought about the sabotage thing.
Marinette suspects Chloé. The latter innocently whistles and just tells to have cooked her own "ridiculous" soup (advising the others to not taste it).
Cheng Shifu, who finds out the Chloé's presence in kutchen wasn't a coincidence, believes the latter has sabotaged his cooking and he is eventually akumatized into Kung Food.
The akuma incident happens in the same way as in the canon.
Chloé is taken as prisoner by Kung Food's brainwashed slaves. Ladybug and Cat Noir come to save her.
They eventually defeat Kung Food and his slaves (with the unawaited help of Chloé).
After the battle, Chloé expresses her "apologizes" to Cheng Shifu and she confesses to want to impress Marinette.
Shifu is reintegrated to the competition and he wins the title of World's Greatest Chef with the Marinette soup (previously named Celestial soup).
Shifu teaches to both Marinette and Chloé how to cook the concerned soup.
Antibug
There are major changes for this episode.
The Sabrina's akumatization into Vanisher happens in same way as in canon. Chloé and Sabrina initially played together with Armand Jean-??? the butler. The two girls were disguised as Ladybug and Cat Noir.
Chloé sees Jagged Stone and a reporter team (leaded by Nadja Chamack) talking together. The blondie thinks about a joke. She comes to the journalists by ignoring Sabrina and her butler. The joie: To pretend to be the real Ladybug.
Her joke seems work well until Sabrina "wastes" the plan.
Chloé becomes mad toward Sabrina. The "sidekick" tries to express an apologize but the blondie "fires" her.
The next day, Sabrina attempts to fix her relationship. But Chloé coldly says to her:
I would have preferred you were invisible. To be friends with you was ridiculous. Utterly ridiculous !
The Vanisher's torment against Chloé happens identically to the canon. Ladybug and Cat Noir confront the invisible villainess.
Chloé comes to help the heroes but Ladybug backfires her (she was aware about Chloé's "superhero identity usurpation" attempt).
After deakumatizing Sabrina, Chloé hears the conversation Ladybug and Cat Noir.
In this AU, the conversation happens like that:
Cat Noir: Why didn't you listen to Chloé ? She was only trying to help.
Ladybug: First, because Chloé has put us in danger including herself. And about endangering herself, Second, she has been totally irresponsible to claim to be me earlier. Do you forget the Lady Wifi incident ? I was not gonna let her playing hero.
Hearing and misunderstanding her potential love interest's idol's words, Chloé is heartbroken. She falls in tears.
Hawkmoth uses this opportunity to akumatize Chloé into Antibug.
Hawkmoth: Antibug, I am Hawk Moth. Ladybug has broken your heart, I give you the chance for revenge. So, shall we defeat Ladybug together ?
Chloé: You can count on me Hawk Moth ! There will only be one heroine in Paris, me ! Antibug !
While Ladybug and Cat Noir finish their talk with journalists, Antibug stands up against them.
Antibug's introduction line to Ladybug:
Hahahaha ! You should have accept my help to defeat Vanisher. You've broken my heart. And now, I'm going to break you !
The battle happens as similar as in canon until the deakumatization scene.
During the battle, Antibug/Chloé confesses to Ladybug to be in love with her.
Ladybug tries to reason with Antibug by explaining about her hero's duties and responsibilities but the contradicted villainess doesn't care.
The Lucky Charm and Anti Charm summonings happen.
About deakumatizing Chloé, Ladybug will say this speech (Shadybug vibes):
You're right, Chloé. Reject your help is an error. You have feelings on me and I respect and tolerate it. Sincerely I never wanted to hurt you. I want to say that: You're an exceptional girl, Chloé Bourgeois. I consider you as a close friend. You aren't ridiculous.
Touched by Ladybug's words, Antibug is crying. She feels emotional and thanks her heroin. Chloé says to her:
And you aren't utterly ridiculous, Ladybug !
Chloé executes the Miraculous Antibug repairing her own damages.
Afterward, Chloé rejects the akuma (Hawkmoth: NOOOOO !!!) that impresses Ladybug and Cat Noir.
After the battle, Chloé reconciles with Ladybug and accepts to reconcile with Sabrina too.
At the school, Chloé "apologizes" to Sabrina and rehires her befriends with her again.
We can say Ladybug and Chloé are more closer in this AU than in canon.
Volpina
Here comes the launch of the story.
Same story than the canon. Adrien "steals" a grimoire from the Gabriel's safe (with the complicity of Plagg).
A new student girl named Cerise Bianca Lila Rossi comes to Françoise Dupont school and gains sympathy of the schoolmates by lying telling her stories.
In this AU, Marinette, Alya, Chloé and Sabrina (forming a quartet) come to school together.
Marinette is aware about Lila's existence earlier than in the canon (possibly thanks to Sabrina and Chloé).
When Marinette stalks Adrien and Lila at the library, she is accompanied of Chloé.
In this AU, Chloé can temporary disturbs the "couple". Lila, unimpressed, passive-aggressively backfires/roasts the blondie girl who is angered. Chloé leaves the library while Marinette stays hidden for watching the scene.
Tikki recognizes the Grimoire/Spellbook when Adrien removes it from his schoolbag. But Lila steals the book (unknown to Adrien).
Marinette and Tikki eventually follow Lila until the park (the bakery girl remembers too the new student lied about being friends with Ladybug).
The "date" happens in the same way as in canon. Lila pretends to be a superheroin ("better" than Ladybug) to Adrien. Marinette, who has taken back the grimoire from the trashcan, becomes Ladybug and confronts the superliar exposing her on front of Adrien.
Humiliated, Lila is akumatized into Volpina. And the battle happens like in canon.
After the battle, Lila glares to Ladybug with the line: We'll never be friends.
Adrien finds out the Grimoire has disappeared. Gabriel will be aware about the book's disappearance
Marinette, under the guidance of Tikki, meets the guardian of the Miraculous: Master Fu. She comes to present the Grimoire to him.
End of Season 1. To be continued in Season 2.
You must see there are missing episodes: The Mime, Stormy Weather, The Paraoh, The Puppeteer, Copycat, The Gamer, Animan and Simon Says.
No need to adding these episodes because Chloé doesn't appear in theses and/or hasn't any interference in theses for the progress of the story.
It took me more one week for redact this rewrite.
The Chloenette AU prologue here:
#miraculous ladybug#miraculous au#miraculous rewrite#miraculous fanart#chloenette au#marinette dupain cheng#chloé bourgeois#chloenette#chlonette#my art#chloebug
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i won’t ever leave (LS2 x OP81)
Everyone seems to keep leaving, all but one.
w/c: 606
day 36 of loscar posts until we get a loscar podium (series masterlist)
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People change as soon as the winds blow, one second they’re sweet and the next they’re horrible.
Logan can’t trust anyone, not anymore.
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Logan and Oscar sat on a bench near the track, it wasn’t too far but not too close either.
“I wouldn’t necessarily say I’m ‘emotionless’, it’s more like I won’t show it unless purely needed.” Oscar explained, rather teacher-ly.
Logan just smiled in response, giving Oscar a slight chuckle as well.
“Well for you that would be different!” Oscar cheered, “Because you’re like my best, best friend.”
Logan could feel his heart flutter and his cheeks burn, his smile growing wider as well. Oscar was completely oblivious to this, too busy focusing on the sunset before them and comparing it to Logan.
Oscar stared far into the horizon while Logan stared far into Oscar’s eyes. They were definitely something worth staring at, they were gorgeous. They were absolutely beautiful.
“Yea, you are a lot more expressive around me.” Logan said.
“I know, it’s intentional.” Oscar replied, clapping his hands gently.
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“Logs!” Oscar shouted from up top. Logan, who was walking along the track, shot his head up and saw Oscar, flashing his typical polite cat smile.
Logan smiled back, waving at him.
“Hello Osc.” Logan replied and Oscar waved back.
“Are you coming to the party with me?” Oscar shouted down.
Logan nodded, “Yep!”
Everyone gave them stares, laughs or glares but Logan could care less, this was him and Oscar’s way of communicating. They had this special chemistry that you couldn’t find anywhere, it was unique and one-of-a-kind.
Oscar flashed his polite cat smile one more time and skipped off. Logan felt joyous, internally doing some sort of victory dance as his heart skipped a few beats.
Oscar had something Logan never knew he needed until he met Oscar, some sort of comforting voice or touch. Oscar was… calming.
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Logan sits down next to Oscar on the bench, the awkwardness is tangible. Everything has changed since they last sat down.
Oscar became a sprint winner. People started loving Oscar Piastri.
Logan crashed in just about every race. People started doubting Logan Sargeant.
How times have changed. How people have changed. Everything has changed.
“Tough season?” Oscar asks, his voice slightly soft.
Logan can only force out a self-deprecating laugh, “You think?”
Oscar nods, “Talk to me if you need.”
Logan turns to Oscar and smiles, like they used to, when everything was simpler.
Oscar’s polite cat smile stays on for a while.
“I’ll still be here, right here for you.” Oscar says while patting the bench, his voice giving Logan some odd form of encouragement.
“You will?” Logan says with partial disbelief, since pretty much everyone left Logan on his own the moment failure hit.
“Right. Here.” Oscar says, placing heavy emphasis on him patting his spot on the bench.
“Thank… thanks.” Logan smiles again. This is probably the most times Logan has smiled in 2 minutes.
Oscar chuckles, his voice laced with happiness “Your smile never changed.”
In a solid attempt to cheer Logan up, Oscar continues, “I’ve missed seeing your smile.”
Logan can feel it all coming back, the positive emotions Oscar made him feel back then, the positive emotions Oscar makes him feel now.
Logan lowers his head in between his knees, hiding his awfully red blush from Oscar.
Oscar shifts himself to be closer to Logan, his hand firmly on Logan’s shoulder.
“I won’t ever leave.”
Logan’s face is hidden but Oscar knows he’s crying.
Everyone either left, or changed. Everyone but Oscar. Oscar hasn’t changed, Oscar hasn’t left.
Oscar’s here to stay, and Logan can trust him
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a/n: sorry for not posting lol. i'm BACK!!
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(Crossover snippet between Bayverse and TFP!Other!humans-into-Cybertronians with Cyber!Unfathomable!June Ayooo, shoutout to @skyite for that particular tag!)
"That has to be the most undog-like dog in existence."
Major William Lennox silently agreed with the ranger. The mechanical animal was massive and seemed far more akin to a prehistoric canid rather than the modern domestic dog.
On its hind legs, it easily towered over the tallest Autobot on the base. A terrifying fact, considering that the Big Guy, both of them, was already a solid 30 feet, and it really hammered in that it could hunt other things just as large.
It sat eerily still and absolutely silent. Not a yip, a growl, or a chuff from the beast. Not even when Miko tugged on its upright ears with a delighted scream, swinging like an energetic parakeet on its favorite perch before whipping over to slide down its back and scurry elsewhere. Preferably the higher ground of another bot's shoulder or to the roof to jump off again.
Its ghost-white eyes burned far brighter with its dark frame, lenses unblinking as it tracked the kids, especially Jack’s flickering wingspan, as it did its best to mimic a giant statue not out of place on the steps of a gothic mansion.
Bonecrusher would be an apt name for the thing; everyone had seen its teeth, jarring to see it so gentle when picking up the kids by the scruffbar.
Agent Fowler was already inoculated by his experience with the Other Half of his dimension’s reality, so seeing mechanical children that greatly outsized the average human adult running amuck across the walls and ceiling wasn't the tip of the iceberg of weirdness that could happen.
The species change was alarming, but no other issues arose from the artifact as it was sequestered by Jasper Hospital for further containment.
The rest of the base? Not as well.
Jack had already spooked nearly everyone, including this universe’s version of the Autobots, by being his strange self; unique even here with the ability to suppress himself completely, frame falling eerily silent with the lack of weight in his steps and the lack of the usual noise that Cybertronian bodies had whenever they needed to move. No whirrs, no pneumatic hiss of joints, no crack or slide of plating and seams. Appearing and disappearing like a ghost bird-cat-like boy that chased his curiosity, especially since Jack was still small enough to duck under human-sized doors and happily feed the growing murder outside. Crows that hadn't existed before their dimensional hop.
Miko was Miko. Loud and demanding and practically had another Ratchet and Optimus to jungle gym all over, shrieking and chirping over their shoulders like a pink-plated parrot. She caused her own mayhem with her multiple attempts to dart outside for an unauthorized venture into the sea. She howled and screamed whenever one ‘bot managed to catch her before she hit the waves. Her aggressive clawing into the bot’s plating had made the humans leery of her; as did her vicious gnawing in the multi-faced cephalopod of a squishmallow, digging those sharp teeth into a fat tentacle with gusto as one of the 'bots indulged her with a game of tug-of-war or a modified fetch.
Raf commanded most of the positivity by the Diego Garcia base personnel. After all, who could say they have a dragon at their place. A fire-breathing one, too.
Granted, it was only small licks of flame, but it set the excitement ablaze throughout the base and implemented far more fire extinguishers with Jack’s and Miko’s pyro-derived artistic tendencies to tickle Raf’s softer underbelly to play with ash and soot remains.
Compared to a polite, yet terror-inducing Jack and a hyper, bite-happy Miko, Raf was absolutely easy-going, adorableness with his chubby frame and rounded limbs and fat tail.
More than one human had been delighted over the sight of it wagging with a suitable rock and it kicked off a new game to see what kinds of minerals would make the baby dragon the happiest. Puppy-like with his outside digging habit, voracious appetite, and constant need for nuzzles and scratches.
The mechanics and diagnostic crews started to bring in large bits of metal and rocks to pay tribute to the Predacon to spare their own equipment from being rummaged and eaten. Agent Fowler would bet his savings that quite a few people had taken videos of little dragon nosing and pawing and chirping at various Autobots for his uppsies and getting tuck up in an arm to be carted around like a football.
"That’s because you're not seeing it properly," came an amused voice from above. Both of the men looked up to see June looming over them. “Agent Fowler. Major Lennox.”
"Ms. Darby." The ranger nodded as the other man hid his startlement well, only a small flinch; something as tall as Optimus Prime shouldn't move that sudden and silent. "Anything to share with the class?"
"I made contact with this world's version of the Foundation." The off-beat blue of her optics swirled, even far above, eddying like water. "They initialized the return procedures for our universe."
Of course, there would be procedures for multiverse dimensional-hopping.
"Good. Anything they need from our end?"
She chuckled, ponytail flicking in a serpentine motion, and she smiled. Unlike Jack's careful, closed smiles, June was far more willing to show off her own wicked teeth. Not the wide one that broke her face, but a curl of her lips for a knife-sharp gleam.
“Oh, gentlemen,” she purred. “The Foundation is so very interested in what’s going on here.”
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hey hey! i really don't know if ill be ordering correctly but ill try 🧚♀️ may I get pancake with milk chocolate and hot chocolate with a strawberry smoothie? rest is up to you!! thank youuuu! <3
♥︎ • “H-Hey... What's wrong?” • ♥︎
Akito x fem! reader
Dish: Pancake
Drink: Strawberry smoothie (childhood friends)
Cuisine: Oneshot
Ingredients: Milk chocolate (hurt/comfort)
Notifying... @akitosheart a pancake has been made!
C/N: lol i changed hot chocolate again. Actually i deleted it from the menu bc fsr i put a drink in the ingredients section??? So yeah if anyones wondering abt that. This probably wasn't what you expected and isn't what I expected either lol. It's more.. Lighthearted(?).. But it still has some hurt/comfort kinda? I'm sorry if this wasn't what you wanted feel free to request again🙏
Damn it... Why do my days always have to start like this? Oh right, it's because I live with him. So annoying... No, he's more than annoying.. He's—
“Oof!”
I grit my teeth and glare down at the clumsy girl in rage, an expression that would send and sensible person running.
“Watch where you're going, damn it!”
I walk away before she has a chance to apologize before stopping in my tracks to take a second glance.
Hmm, wait, she looked familiar..
Turning my head around, I spot her still shaking in her boots as if she's about to have a breakdown just because I yelled at her.
“O-Oi, wait, I didn't mean to scare you, I...”
As I take a step closer, it finally dawns on me who I'm talking to.
“Y/N?!”
She looks as if she recognizes me and is about to say my name back, but her lips quiver slightly as she bows politely.
“S-Sorry for bumping into you!”
I blink in surprise as she apologizes for her clumsiness, but I can't blame her since I did kind of yell at her.
“Um... Don't worry about it. What are you doing back in Shibuya?”
“Uh.. It's.. A long story..”
“Oh. Well, I've got time. Do you wanna talk?”
I notice her hesitation before speaking, but decide not to talk on it.
“Um... Sure.”
My face brightens as her signature smile sends butterflies to my heart, causing me turn away to prevent her lovely eyes from seeing my pink cheeks.
“So... How have things been?”
Turning my head back now that my cheeks are normal again, the way her head turns away when I ask her that question doesn't go unnoticed.
“They've been... Okay..”
Her voice sounds a little shaky... Is she about to cry?!
“Y-Y/N, are you okay??”
“.. Yes...”
My expression morphs to shock after watching a few tears trickle down her cheeks.
“H-Hey... Are you okay?”
I panic and wrap my arms around her awkwardly, desperately trying to lend her the comfort she needs, which seems to do the job.
Once I hug her, she suddenly stops crying and gazes up at me with those adorable, innocent, and doe eyes of hers.
“I'm fine... Thanks.”
She speaks in the most sweetest, cutest tone possible.
“Oi! What the heck was that?”
I immediately retract my arms from her as the heat starts to rise to my cheeks.
“Sorry. I had a bad day and you reminded me of it. But you made me really happy when you hugged me.”
Her cute and childish smile makes my heart pound as I avert my gaze from the girl standing in front of me.
“Do you wanna talk about it?”
“.... Well.... My cat died today... And I didn't make it into a play I really wanted to be in because they were biased against me.”
The frown runs back to her face, causing me to subconsciously welcome a frown as well.
“.. Oh... Sorry about that.... I guess I just made it worse when I yelled at you.”
“... It's okay.”
I stare at her cute figure intently, feeling my cheeks heat up again as a sigh escapes my mouth.
While catching her by surprise, I wrap my arms around her once more, resting my chin on her head, leaving us both flustered and red.
“.... Do you feel better now?”
“.... Y-Yeah...”
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If you’re still doing requests, can you do your interpretation of Y/N x Commander Peepers?
Can't think of any doodles so woe, text headcanons upon ye:
I imagine it takes place far, far post-finale, when Peepers has a support system that isn't the soldiers he abuses and his room has only one piece of Hater merchandise
Awkward phase at first where he's just stiff and kinda rude
Whether or not you live together, this guy ends up doing practically everything for you wtf.
He finishes all the chores, he cooks and randomly surprises you with treats, he holds your stuff, he helps you get dressed, fans you on a hot day, comforts you during a sad movie, etc.
The schedules. He's more than happy to make a chore schedule with you if you want. He keeps track of both your work hours and plans ahead. You have never been more on time for every appointment. He fucking loves schedules.
Dates are so goddamn romantic with this tiny eyeball, he keeps a list of the little things he knows you like
He has workaholic tendencies but post-finale would probably do self-care more. So don't worry about him being too stressed; a.) he has you b.) he works because he genuinely likes being busy.
It's not that he's a stick in the mud, his work-to-play ratio is just different. So you're both kinda doing your own things but he likes having you to fall back on.
Self-care can range from meditation to spa days to clubbing to dismantling the nearby government through orderly chaos and arson
Compliments melt him. So do kisses. He nuzzles you it's great
What he considers polite in public is not robbing the place when he feels like it. You decide if this is a pro or con
Not big on PDA, shoots anyone who asks about it funny
Clingy. This guy scales you like a cat tree just to sit on your shoulders or chest sometimes. Holds on to your legs just waiting to attack anyone being weird
If he wants cuddles he just rams his head into whatever body part you have is closest to him. Mostly hands or chest, for pets. With his helmet on he has stabbed you more than twice. Also very demanding about it, to save face
You both can talk about your interests for hours. Volume control doesn't matter when you're both just excited about shit
If you decide to get married maybe you'll hear the watchdogs say something along the lines of 'holy crap I always thought the only way the commander's getting married is to a royal held at gunpoint'. and you think 'what the hell did this guy used to do for a living'
you'll know eventually don't worry
Cons:
He has a tendency to deflect his issues, mostly onto you or someone else, or downplay his emotions.
He's too blunt sometimes, insulting the things he doesn't understand about you
He criticises your choices often because he's still getting used to not being the smartest in the room
Easily jealous, possessive occasionally. I know some people see this as hot or cute but he's yelled at a passerby for being indecent when they weren't even looking at you, send help
Being a former planetary conqueror with insane power kind of downsizes problems in the face of vast space.
So if you have mental health issues or something like that, he'll comfort and help you, in the sense that he's looking to solve the problem fast as possible instead of letting you ride out your feelings
He is at least a problem solver, though, so if you talk to him about these things then yes, he will listen and try to be better
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SKZ As Your Plus One At A Wedding
Genre: fluff
Warnings: References to drinking
Author’s Note: I feel like this idea just shows how I old I am lmao. Do you have any ideas? They can be ~spicy~, fluffy, or angsty. Send me an ask!
Chan:
The best plus one ngl
Would come as a friend or significant other
He’s polite and extroverted so he has no problem fitting in, even if he knows no one at the wedding
Definitely the type to come as support for you if you’re anxious
Probably overdresses because he wants to make a good impression on your friends/family
May accidentally lose track of you because he’s so into another conversation
Excited about the food
Keeps his hand on you the whole time; whether it be a hand on your knee, holding your hand, or gently touching your back as you make your way through the crowd
Will look like he’s drunk on the dance floor even though he didn’t drink a drop
Encourages you to be part of the bouquet toss
Congratulates the newlyweds politely whether or not he knows them personally
If there’s karaoke, get ready for this man to perform the hell out of a love ballad
Minho:
On the quieter side unless he knows the couple, but even then he will probably stick to your side
WILL turn heads no matter what he is wearing and he is completely oblivious to it
You know in Pride & Prejudice how Mr. Darcy is standoffish and kinda rubs some people the wrong way initially? Yeah, that’s Lee Know. But, don’t worry, any bad impression will be short lived
Probably will only come with you if you’re extremely close or dating
Keeps close watch on you, especially if you’re more outgoing than him. As you flit around from table to table, he’ll admire your natural people skills and charisma. Otherwise, he’s there to make sure you’re comfortable and happy at ALL times
Happy to spend the reception drinking and dancing
Will somehow charm the grandma at the wedding. Probably by being polite when getting food or something
Outside wedding? He will find a cat
Even if there is dancing at the wedding, he will want to leave early
Speaking of dancing though, he will show off his skills before leaving ofc and will probably try to pull you in with him
Will slow dance with you and gently hold you as this is the one type of dance he’s not confident in, especially when its with you
Decent plus one, but will be more comfortable at a wedding where he knows more people than just you
Changbin:
He will pretend not to be upset that you might be taller than him in heels, BUT he also finds it insanely attractive
Ears go red when he sees you all dressed up
His shyer side comes out in a crowd, but if you’re also shy, he will be more than happy to take on a more social role
Polite and probably buys a gift even though you offered to put his name on yours
His surprising romantic side comes out, but does not tamper down his chaotic side as he pulls a flower out of one of the centerpieces for you towards the end of the night
Makes a good impression on everyone despite being a bit nervous about it
Insists on driving you to and from the wedding so you can have a good time without worry
You will probably have to force him to dance with you
Grabs your hand halfway through the ceremony cause he’s romantic like that
Stays to help clean up and definitely offers to take any leftovers
Goes to get you cake and comes back with the biggest possible slice and a wide grin
Pretty good overall and he will be a lot of fun
Hyunjin:
Shyyyyy
Unless he knows the couple, you might have to beg and/or act cute to get him to go with you
Might have a drink to help loosen up
Polite, but not overly talkative and does not let you leave him alone
Will dress to impress and likely will want to match you in some way; whether it be matching his tie to your dress or wearing complimentary pieces designed to go together this will be one facet of the wedding Hyunjin will take very seriously
You encourage him to talk more and be more social which he eventually does do as he gets comfortable
When the dance floor opens up is when he truly becomes comfortable and will definitely turn heads with his dancing
Will likely start being his goofy self more at this point
Becomes a bit cuddly and clingy towards the end of the night
Even though he didn’t want to come, the boy is a romantic and will be touched by the couple’s vows and the romantic atmosphere. It will make him feel even more in love with you as the night goes on
He’s a tad shy, but a good plus one
Jisung:
Poor Hannie is soooo anxious and shy cause of his social anxiety :( (it will be better if he’s familiar with the couple or several others at the wedding)
Still, he will go as long as it’s with/for you
Before you leave he will jokingly cover you with his jacket, but it’s his way of saying he thinks you look beautiful
Overly polite at times and may snack a lot to prevent himself from either embarrassing himself or you even though most people seem to find him friendly and charming
Will be relieved when the ceremony starts so that everyone goes quiet and he can just focus on you
Will probably focus on you more than the wedding tbh, he thinks you look so pretty and he’ll have to constantly stop himself from reaching up and fixing a loose curl or adjusting your bracelet
Excited about the cake and he uses that to get through the more social parts of the reception
Will probably dance with you, but might make you act cute for it
Secretly will love the slow dance and it may or may not inspire a new song
By the end, he is starting to enjoy himself more and has probably been accepted into your friend group and is making everyone laugh so hard that other tables begin looking your way
Idk why but I feel like he’s gonna want to stop at McDonald’s on the way home
Lets you fall asleep on him on the way home/to the hotel
Felix:
Very excited when you asked him to be your plus one
Will spend weeks fretting over what to wear and what to bring with you may have to help him calm down his anxious enthusiasm
Making a good impression on your friends/family is very important to him so he will be extremely polite and friendly. Basically, the king of small talk who keeps the conversation going through the lulls
Might cry during the ceremony, but it depends on the vows and if he knows the couple or not
But, he will bring tissues in case either of you end up tearing up
Will thoroughly enjoy the wedding and will have so much fun dancing and taking part in any and all reception activities
If there’s a photo booth, he’s going to pull you in and the two of you will take cute and funny photos together
As the night goes on and he becomes a little more worn out, he’ll become a little more romantic towards you. He might want to constantly hold your hand or may sneak a kiss on your cheek
Feeds you cake because he’s adorable like that and doesn’t care if others around him think it’s corny
Holds you close during a slow dance and may even softly sing in your ear
Leaves the wedding with more friends
Will make a photo of the two of you from the wedding his phone background for the next few months
Seungmin:
Agrees to go with you without hesitation even though he probably doesn’t want to go
Literally breathless when he sees you, but tries to hide it. Though, at some point, he will let it slip that he thinks you look gorgeous
Constantly looking out for you, especially because he notices others noticing you
Casual, friendly, and polite, but mostly keeps to himself
Offers to hold your purse outside the bathroom so that he doesn’t have to talk to strangers
A complete gentleman. He holds doors for you, gets your food and cake, carries your heels to the car after you got blisters from dancing.
May gently place his hand on your knee/thigh under the table both as a comfort to himself and as a way to show his affection as he worried others thought he didn’t care for you (literally no one thought that lol)
If an opportunity arises (or if you force him), he may get up and sing a love song
Will dance with you if you ask, but prefers to sit through the reception or do other things
Weirdly prepared, he has bandaids when a kid fell and scraped their knee and he somehow remembered to grab your lipstick so you could refresh it
Likely won’t drink beyond perhaps a class of champagne during the toast
Just happy to see you happy
Jeongin:
Happy to go with you, but worried about what others will think of him
Spends a lot of time getting ready and may even help you get ready too
Will actually give good advice when you’re stuck choosing between two dresses
Everyone is charmed by how sweet and cute he is, especially when he’s around you
Others will notice how he seems so smitten with you regardless of if you two are dating yet or not
Goes bright red when you ask him to dance and kicks himself for not being the one to ask
Probably arrives early enough to help set up and may stay late to help clean up
Will do his best to make you laugh during dinner which only endears him to the rest of the guests at your table
Watches over you if you drink and makes sure you don’t drink too much
Eagerly listens as you point out old friends and family and give him all the tea. Honestly, he couldn’t care less, but loves hearing you talk and seeing you laugh at old memories
As he grows more comfortable in the environment, his trademark brand of sarcastic humor will work its way out
Somehow, by the end of the night, the two of you will end up holding hands
#skz#stray kids#stray kids reactions#skz reactions#kpop reactions#skz preferences#skz imagines#bang chan#lee know#changbin#hyunjin#han jisung#lee felix#seungmin#jeongin#stray kids fan fic#stray kids fan fiction#skz fan fiction#stray kids fanfic#stray kids fanfiction#skz fanfiction#farfromsuga#skz fluff#stray kids fluff
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Review #113: The Queen is Dead, The Smiths
Morrissey really turned out to be a disappointing and vile piece of shit, and it’s a damn shame. Went from being this quirky, pretentious, off-beat guy that you sort of tolerated because it was funny and the music was so damn good and you could let go of his holier-than-thou shit because you could never really tell if he was being totally serious, and every now and again the internet would gift you with a picture of him with a cat on his head. You were like “OH Morrissey, what are you like?!”, but over the years it got a darker and more insidious until it became abundantly clear that we weren’t dealing with some performance artist who liked to play with irony and push boundaries – we were dealing with a hateful man. The dude supports a political party that is too far right for Nigel Farage. I hand on heart did not know such a thing could exist, which is truly disturbing, but Farage himself described “For Britain” as “made up of Nazi’s and racists”. To be fair, Farage didn’t actually qualify that he thought that was a bad thing, so maybe Morrissey is still in appropriate company with that sorry excuse of a human.
Thankfully, The Smiths isn’t Morrissey, and Morrissey isn’t The Smiths. The other members have distanced themselves and made it clear that they don’t have any tolerance for anything center-right, let alone anything that flirts with fascism. One of my favorite moments in British politics is when then Prime Minister/Head Doofus David Cameron tried to be a cool dude in front of his in-bred private schoolboy cronies and said The Smiths were his favorite band. I assume he was not expecting the pure and utter humiliation of Johnny Marr, founding member and legendary guitarist of The Smiths publicly forbidding him to like The Smith’s music and instructing him to “stop saying you like it, no you don’t”. I believe I laughed for a solid 15 minutes. You can have all the power in the world (or the illusion of it), and someone can still just destroy you like that because you’re a fucking dillhole with no integrity, no spine, no chill and everybody knows it.
Anyway, we’ll get to the record and the songs in a second, but circling back to the time in life before we all had to really accept just how much of a turd Morrissey is, you know, we had this sort of whimsical Eeyore crooner type character that was pretty entertaining, truth be told. I had a friend that used to sing Happy Birthday in the style of Morrissey and I’d be lying if I said I didn’t look forward to it every year. There’s a particular delight in singing along and doing your best Morrissey impression or going all in on the “aaaah!” in This Charming Man. We’re grieving that Morrissey. But he’s gone, if he was ever really here. I actually saw him at the Ryman, and there was still some semblance of the witty weirdo that we put up with. He came on stage, took his shirt off, said in his ridiculous voice, “I wuff you!” and launched right into How Soon Is Now? It was pretty great. It really was. But still, fuck that guy, he doesn’t deserve to perform at the Mother Church ever again.
So if I’m being completely honest, I think I’ve gotten to know The Smith’s haphazardly over the years not through their “true” albums. They put out a few compilations that could have fooled me into thinking they were albums (and did), and so I do not believe I ever listened to The Queen is Dead from start to finish until now. It really epitomizes what people mean when they’re like, ugh, The Smiths are so depressing. I’ve never really felt that. I always found them to feel very upbeat, despite the content being undeniably steeped in misery. I always found that very funny and assumed it was intentional. But a lot of these tracks are just straight-up downers (I Know It’s Over, Had No One Ever). It really takes me back to this time, where we had not lived in England too long. We didn’t know anyone yet, and weren’t all that settled – for those of you who have never moved across an ocean to another country, which I’ve now done twice – that shit is hard and it takes so much longer than you realize to feel like you have any sense of belonging or feeling of being home. I knew that even though I was three, because on Sunday we would just aimlessly drive around in my Dad’s company car and try and find a pub that welcomed children (that was not the cultural norm in England in the 90s), and that was even open on Sunday at all. Often we would just end up driving around the countryside or going to a hardware store. This is likely why I associate both Sundays and hardware stores with immense existential dread. I totally knew we were lonely and outcasts as a family unit. It was also so grey and rainy looking out the car window and The Smiths was often the soundtrack. Bleugh.
Bigmouth Strikes Again changes the pace and gets to that upbeat misery that I referred to earlier. A song can get you up and moving even when it suggests that “you should be bludgeoned in your bed”. When I still lived in East London, my friends and I used to frequent this very funny club night, dubbed “Feeling Gloomy”, that was entirely dedicated to dancing your ass off to miserable songs that were catchy as fuck and had a great beat. It was rife with moody 80s serious synth music, and to the surprise of absolutely no one, it was one of my favorite places to go and let it all out. It was my happiest place to be miserable.
Once, after a particularly heavy weekend, I was in my office alone, not getting a lot done because I was… Struggling. Physically, mentally, emotionally, spiritually. This wasn’t a glamorous or stable time in my life, and I did my best all told. As mentioned previously, I had some very unsympathetic and problematic upper management that imposed bans on my music habits. One of my three bosses was a half-decent human being and found my antics sort of endearing. He came in that day, and found me in a very sorry state. I was attempting to eat a banana, curled up on the floor, with There Is A Light That Never Goes Out meekly playing from my shitty laptop speakers. He laughed, shut my laptop, made me a cup of tea, and said “listen girlreviews, we’ve talked about this, you can’t listen to The Smiths when you’ve had a big weekend”. We laughed. On a separate note regarding this song. One of my closest, dearest, and oldest friends assigns this song to me, my life, and our relationship with each other:
“Take me out tonight
Oh, take me anywhere, I don't care
I don't care, I don't care
Driving in your car
I never, never want to go home
Because I haven't got one, la-di-dum
Oh, I haven't got one
And if a double-decker bus
Crashes into us
To die by your side
Is such a heavenly way to die
And if a ten-ton truck
Kills the both of us
To die by your side
Well, the pleasure, the privilege is mine”
Make of that what you will. It’s complicated, deep, and beautiful. The strings that accompany these words are complicated, deep, and beautiful as well. I don’t know what it is about this song but it captures a gratitude and a melancholy. Something that is, but also cannot be. It’s very special and I cherish it. I think it’s too easy to get stuck on the morbidity of it without realizing what it’s really saying: I’m so grateful to be here with you in this car. Even in the face of certain death, you make me feel safe. You’re the home I don’t have, and I love you. What a wild thing for two people to share. How fortunate am I to know and love someone like that, and know that they know and love me like that right back.
#album review#music#music review#rolling stone top 500#the smiths#the queen is dead#morrissey#johnny marr
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Tagged by my friend @weirdness-is-good to do 15 questions and tag 15 friends 👽
1. Are you named after anyone?
my first name’s from a non recurring character in a soap opera my mom had watched since she was like 14. she swore that’s what she’d name her first girl and kept it a secret so no one could steal it for That Long (and i have 2 older brothers and i’m rly glad they weren’t girls cuz idk who i’d be without this name) // my middle name is after a close family friend that i rly don’t know much about, other than seeing a photo of her holding me as a baby. she passed when i was super young so i never met her when i was any older. i should ask my dad about her.
2. When was the last time you cried?
i’ve started coming off my ssri so i been at least tearing up if not full on wailing every day of january so far hahaha effexor withdrawals are no fuckin joke
3. Do you have kids?
i could see myself fostering kids some day. otherwise being the cool aunt is perfect for me (and i just got a brand spankin new niece on the 12th!)
4. What sports do you play/have you played?
i did gymnastics/dance, basketball, track, and cheerleading growin up. i wanna get back into gymnastics/dance classes tho (i wanna do pole dance so bad) cuz my muscle memory and flexibility without practicing or stretching is still crazy
5. Do you use sarcasm?
fosh
6. What's the first thing you notice about someone?
their style and like their attitude
7. Eye color?
green
8. Scary movies or happy endings?
i love scary movies and movies that get me all soul searchy and weird, but sometimes you need something happy that’s not that deep. i just love movies. i should keep a letterboxd. i got one and just never use it cuz i haate ranking/scoring things. but i watch so many movies
9. Any talents?
turning cigarettes into smoked cigarettes 😤
but fr i’m a pretty decent singer. some friends’ band broke up recently so a couple of them and i are talkin bout startin a band where i get be somewhere between a punk and the 80s hair metal star of my dreamsss
10. Where were you born?
in a small hospital in a snowstorm
11. Hobbies?
goin to shows a lot. stick n poke tattooing. i wanna do every art n craft imaginable. but mostly i take film photos (i wanna take more AT shows but i get self consciouss), make jewelry, paint, upcycle clothes. watchin movies (usually while i’m doin art). one of these days i hope i’ll start writin poetry again like i used to but it feels awful far away as a concept
12. Any pets?
2 black cats, my fluffy lil spunky lady Elvira and my slinky v sweet and polite boy Houdini
13. Height?
5’9”
14. Favorite school subject?
i’m not in school, but it was always art, even tho i barely got to take any art classes
15. Dream job?
i’d love to be a tattoo artist and stick n poke for a living, traveling to different shops or just traveling n poking independently (help me gain traction plzz n follow me @ stab_worthy on insta 🥺) and honestly i think i could make it happen. pointillism just *made sense* to me when we did a project in my one high school art class and in the same way stick n poke *made sense* as soon as i started doin it. it’s one of the few things i don’t feel weird about saying “i’m good at this”. i’m self taught and always learning, but yeah, i’m good at this :3
tag 15 ppl
idk if i even know 15 ppl on here now that i’m rebuilding, post blog deletion 😭 so even if we’re kinda new or distant mutuals ur still makin the list (plus then i won’t be as new or distant) 🤡
@sea-wolfe @tangledupinblue8 @inertiatic @carbonfootprince @wastedefforts @ectrica @msf-diamond-dog @diegc @wonderfulcaricatureof-intimacy @oneafter909blues @corpest @lily-of-elysium @venusmolting @vulpeasera @delusionsofamor
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MOON 38
Slightstar’s kits are apprenticed. Sunleopard fought a rogue and was badly injured.
This moon’s story under the cut!
“It feels like yesterday I was curled up next to the three of you in the nursery.” Slightstar mewed proudly, looking down at her three daughters as they stood below her. It was finally time for them to become apprentices. “But I know that you cannot remain kits forever, and I look forward to seeing you grow and flourish into wonderful warriors.”
From the back of the crowd of cats, Anisepaw let out a quiet scoff; Slightstar hadn’t said anything like that at her apprentice ceremony. She was clearing favouring her own litter already.
“Whisperingkit, Prairiekit and Brookkit, you have all reached the age of six moons and are ready to become apprentices.” Slightstar mewed, raising her volume to signify the importance of the event.
“From this day forth, until you become warriors, you will be known as Whisperingpaw, Prairiepaw and Brookpaw. Your mentors, consecutively, will be Mossgleam, Tunnelbeam and Badgerdust. I hope that these strong warriors can pass down all they know to you.” Slightstar finished, and the newly appointed mentors stepped forward to touch noses with their apprentices.
“Can I catch a rabbit? Can I chase a fox off the territory? Can I do something cool?” Whisperingpaw began nexcitedly as the meeting disbanded. Mossgleam only chuckled, remembering how excited Sunleopard had been at her apprentice ceremony.
“Have patience, Whisperingpaw.” Chaffinchbounce mewed, padding up to the new apprentice with happiness in his eyes. “One day I’m sure you’ll do all of those things and more.”
Whisperingpaw nodded, a little starstruck at the appearance of the oldest cat in the clan. Every cat in the clan respected the previous deputy deeply.
“Now, how about we take you and your sisters out for some group training? It’ll do you good to practise with cats you’re comfortable with.” Badgerdust was saying to Brookpaw, and Tunnelbeam nodded.
“Sounds good to me.” The young warrior mewed, trying to hide her anxiety about having her first apprentice.
“Then let’s go! I can’t WAIT!” Prairiepaw exclaimed, leaping to her paws. She had always been a ball of energy, and that was only to be amplified by her training.
As the mentors and apprentices trotted out of camp, Brokenpaw and Lotuspaw watched them with narrowed eyes.
“I hope they won’t be annoying.” Lotuspaw sighed. “The apprentice den is crowded enough as it is.”
“I bet they will be. Especially Prairiepaw, she’s so loud.” Brokenpaw grumbled. “Hopefully we’ll be out of there soon though, right?”
“Right.” Lotuspaw nodded. “Come on, let’s go visit Sunleopard. She’ll be feeling rubbish after that run-in with the rogue.”
The two apprentices trotted side by side across the clearing, heading over to the medicine den. “Hello?” Lotuspaw called as they entered.
“Hello!” Berryspot greeted them. “Are you here for Hushstep?”
“No, we just came to visit Sunleopard.” Brokenpaw corrected. “See how she’s doing, and all.”
“That’s nice of you. She’s just over there.” The grey medicine cat directed them to the far side of the den with his tail.
“Hi, Sunleopard.” Lotuspaw mewed, approaching the injured deputy.
“Oh, hello. How are you two today?” Sunleopard asked politely, looking grim as she winced and rolled over onto her side.
“We’re fine. Slightstar’s kits just had their apprentice ceremonies.” Brokenpaw told her, not sounding particularly thrilled.
“That’s nice. I thought I heard a meeting. Who are their mentors?” Sunleopard wondered.
“Ummm….” Lotuspaw hummed, trying to remember who was who. “I think Mossgleam has Whisperingpaw, Tunnelbeam has Prairiepaw and…”
“Badgerdust has Brookpaw.” Brokenpaw finished for his sister helpfully. Sunleopard nodded, thinking.
“Mossgleam was my mentor. I never think of them as a senior warrior, but they must be getting on in moons now.” The ginger she-cat mused.
“Probably. I don’t keep track.” Brokenpaw shrugged.
“And quite right. Enjoy your youth while it lasts.” Sunleopard advised the two apprentices. “Because believe me, it’ll be gone before you know it.”
Lotuspaw raised an eyebrow—Sunleopard’s words were that of a much older cat than she; was she missing her apprenticeship?
“You’re still young, aren’t you?” Brokenpaw questioned, seeming to think the same thing as his sister.
“Not particularly. I’m nowhere near retirement though, that’s for sure.” Sunleopard seemed to declare this, as if reassuring herself. Even though Sunleopard could only be 50 or so moons, the role of deputy seemed to have aged her faster than any cat.
i love all the apps so much man!! i headcanon that berryspot has been much cheerier these days since he rejected stoatstripe, maybe cuz he knows hushstep is proud of him
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Alright, David NSFW headcanon? We gott have ghe full set! 🤺🤺☻️
Oh baby you KNOW I was just sitting politely next to my inbox, hands in my lap, waiting for someone to drop this one in. Here we go! Now I've done all four of the boys! I HC David as about 22-25. Warning for nasty vampire shit ahead: like, super mega nasty!
TLB David NSFW Headcanons
Oh man. If you thought Marko was intense. Honey, you got a big storm comin'.
David is fucked up. Oh my god, he's so fucked up
Literally a prime example of why vampires are scary sexual partners: he's brutal and demanding and manipulative and made jealous incredibly easily
He's all about power. David takes what he wants when he wants it. It doesn't matter what you're doing: if he wants a kiss, especially around other people, he'll wrap a hand around your throat and bend your head back to put his mouth on yours
"Gimme a kiss, dollface. Sit there, dollface. Smile, dollface." And if you don't do it, he'll make you.
No super into women, sexually. When he's horny he believes in the good old adage "A hole's a hole" (he's said it out loud before, yikes). He prefers men, especially if they're open-minded and malleable. It takes a real special lady to garner his attention outside of a quick bathroom shag.
But if you get his attention?
Run. Seriously. The sex is really good but not good enough for the amount of crazy he's packing in that bleach-blonde brain
Likes force. Grabbing your chin to turn your head, or snatching up your wrist to drag you where he wants you. He'll pick you up and throw you over his shoulder in public if he thinks he needs to
Psychologically hunts the people he sleeps with. Haunts their dreams, makes them hear him call their name softly in their ears at night, fills their heads with lewd and hormonal thoughts, etc
He plays cat and mouse with you, basically. It's fun to him.
THIS is a prime example of an exhibitionist. If he could, he'd bend you over his bike in the middle of the crowded boardwalk and go to town on you, show everyone how desperate and slutty you are for him
Likes to test/push you, see how far you'll let him take things. How long he can bottom out in your mouth before you start thumping at his thighs for oxygen. How hard he can fuck you against your headboard before you whine for him to slow down
He can be slow, or fast, but he is going to be brutal. And he's going to do that infuriating, self-satisfied smile when you squirm.
Has a thing for "being polite". Expects pleases and thank yous. The better you follow directions, the better he'll be to you.
David is gaslight city. Will undercut you, and use your words against you, and mess with your head verbally until you're not even sure what you're saying or if you have a valid point, but somehow either way he's got you sucking him off in an alleyway, his gloved hands in your hair and a cigarette in his mouth
For him, blood hunts aren't even about the feeding like they are for the others. They're about the fear. The control. Again, same with sexual conquests
His predator/prey kink goes brrrrrrr. He shares this with Marko, mostly, and a little with Dwayne, although the latter isn't nearly as cruel as David wants him to be
You can make him a very happy camper by letting him track you through Santa Carla by scent, hunting you down and claiming you (I wrote a chapter in my one-shot fic about this lmaooo X)
Does he say he's familiar with the BDSM community? Absolutely. He is. Does he obey any of their 'safe and sane' guidelines? No. Not at all. Toxic individual
Weirdly very into "sharing" his lays with Dwayne, Paul, and Marko, probably because he views them as extensions of his enforced will
Tears! Will! Turn him on!! He will literally just smile wider and wipe them away and say "Aw, don't cry. Don't ruin that pretty face. This what you wanted, isn't it?" and resume his brutal pace
Don't get me wrong. David will make your eyes roll into the back of your head in pleasure. His handjob and fingering game is SO STRONG: he can and will stick a hand down your pants in semipublic and have you doubling over in seconds
Sex with David is a constant balancing act of "is how incredible this guy makes me feel worth worrying about my personal safety"
Like Marko, takes pleasure in eliminating any "competition", even if you beg him not to. Like, he'll break a guy's neck in front of you and then walk up to your shaking form, grab the back of your head, and demand you make out with him
THE world's biggest fan of hate sex. Oh my GOD, like, he loves it when his partners are nervous/intimidated/scared, but he loves it when they're PISSED. When they're scratching and biting and hurling insults and riding him HARD
David loves a bit of fire, a bit of push-back. It makes things INTERESTING. Life can get so boring when you're immortal.
The closest he'll ever come to subbing/bottoming is probably having very aggressive, competitive sex with a burly leather daddy
The burly leather daddies unfortunately often do not survive the night. He's kind of got issues about being top dog.
Impact-play enthusiast. Probably owns a pair of sap gloves for extra oomph. Def the type of guy to bend you over his knee if you've upset or disrespected him
Will get very abruptly bored with sexual partners and kill them. Paul and Marko will hear very loud sex noises echoing out of a cave hall and then sudden silence, David wandering out with a towel around his waist and blood smeared across his face a minute later, grumbling about fucking pillow princes
If he's taken a shining to you he won't leave you alone. You'll basically be walking funny and smelling like sex every single day.
TL:DR This dude is fucking scary. Hot as shit and great at getting you off, but scary. He's seen enough stuff in his long life that the only thing that really works for him anymore are extremes.
#the lost boys 1987#the lost boys#david the lost boys#david tlb#minors dont look#this stuff is so fucked up im (vine boom)#i do not think god will let me walk into a church after this. i think im locked out forever#my writing
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hi miss orchid! i hope you're having a lovely day! i'm glad your husband's doing better. have you seen anything interesting lately? any more dead things on train tracks? 🌷
anon!! you’re back!!
as odd as it may sound,, im very happy to see you,, always so kind and polite,,
i hope you’re well too, genuinely, thank you for wishing well for graves, thats,, so kind. im going to give you a tag with your emoji, i hope thats okay,,
i cant say i’ve seen anything interesting by the tracks or anywhere else, besides maybe my very resilient fittonia thats survived two cat attacks now,, god knows i’ve looked high and low by those tracks,, but i am moving into a new apartment with a compost box,, so i might get to take the next creature home to be buried and the bones kept, in which case i’ll post lots of photos and updates!! ive even got a water pik to clean off the more stubborn tissues,, so there will be plenty soon!
thank you so much for calling in, you’ve really brightened my day,
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I want Vampire!Crimson so baddddddd
Uuuuuuhhhh who said that whatever uh does Crimson ever fight any other Vampire hunters? Do they just wipe out and kill other hunters who aren't Dust for fun?
they don't really like killing off hunters. they're more like a cat playing with mice. they want them to scatter and catch them.
or for them to chase them and track them down. they'll only kill the weak ones cuz they ruin the fun. they'll leave the person who's strength is aknowledged alive.
dust is special to them not just cuz he is a good hunter but he's determined. he's resourceful and his dedication to his goal is strong. nothing will stop him from his goals.
and when he came back to fight crimson alone, he KNEW they were a pure blood... he was ready to take the risk and gamble away his life just to get himself turned so he could KILL THOSE VAMPIRES HIMSELF.
of course crimson wouldn't realize his motives for close combat until dust used silver knuckles to punch them in the face, chipping the tip of their left fang.
they spat out the broken tooth as a new one grew in it's place instantly but after they saw him use the tooth on himself JUST to get a strength boost...
their opinion and respect changed. it wasn't just respect for the strong. this one was special. this one FOUGHT DIRTY. this one didn't care about ethics or... politely swordfighting each other like those dumbass royal knights.
their mood soured. they didn't WANT him to turn yet! they had yet to test out his strength!
he tried to kill crimson but failed. crimson knocked him down and bit him where he had stabbed himself, TAKING BACK a portion of the corrupted essence.
he kicked them off of him filled with confusion.
'don't you mortals go ON AND ON ABOUT ASKING FOR CONSENT WHEN A VAMPIRE TURNS YOU? I DON'T recall giving YOU permission to use me as that you slippery CHEATER. fight me with your own strength."
tno other hunter has the guts to pull that off. no one else WOULD EVEN THINK OF IT... well, maybe like about three in history came to mind but those guys were exiled and hunted by their comrades...
it meant he was desperate. and that it was all do or die for him. his last stand. if he was going to die anyway might aswell take more vampires down with himself.
they respect strong hunters but dust? THIS IDIOT. this genius. he made them SO CURIOUS so excited. he was so fun.
after that interaction they basically started to stalk the guy like a giddy shadow. just appearing around, casually getting a limb or two chopped off as they say hi to him casually.
while they circle dust basically like a vulture, they also avoid him, and HE'S drawn to them though he uses that for his own gain for added tracking sensitivity.
when they aren't busy pranking dust or running from said pranks consequences (no regrets fk it we ball) they're still fairly tolerant of other hunters. the stronger the better! crimson still would like a fun fight. they won't kill em. maybe traumatize them a bit or claw out their eyes but they won't kill them. not unless they're weak.
if crimson meets like those OP hunters though... yeah no. they're backing out. they may be prideful but they will recognize their own limits. even as a pure blood they're fairly young and I experienced.
dust on the other hand would not be happy if another hunter takes his kill.
it's not love but he didn't just throw away his life for some stuck up hunter to TAKE HIS KILL. WAS ALL OF THAT FOR NOTHING!?
he'd break crimson out out of sheer spite then bash his head against the wall the next day when he realizes they AREN'T going to let that go... maybe leaving them was a better idea actually.
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It has been over a day, there was no sign of Daegal anywhere. As well no progress on getting dirt on YangYang on Renjun and Haechan new alliances.
The angry Chenle, seeing how slow the investigation. He decided to take things into his own hands, which happens to be in favour of Haechan and Renjun case in getting YangYang back.
Let’s see what chaos Chenle has caused…
YangYang: Hyuck and Renjun! Please I beg of you, don’t tell Eomma. I stole the dog, I will get killed big time!
Renjun: You need to do something for us
Now you all wondering, why is YangYang begging. Let’s rewind to the night before, the whole thing started
Back at Haechan and Renjun Chat
Today 21:00
Renjun🌱: Ughhh, this no use we still haven’t got dirt on YangYang!
Renjun🌱: He covered his track so well!
Haechan🐻: Either we have someone, who is afraid of YangYang or Somone mistaken him for a sheep
Renjun🌱: It’s the name, Eomma warned uncle ten not to name him that
Renjun🌱: I don’t know, who is worse you or him…
Haechan🐻: At least my victims, respect me and not scared that is the difference
Renjun🌱: Hmm shore hyuckie respect
Back at Dream Chat
Chenle💰: YOU GUYS ARE SO USELESS! Why hasn’t Daegal returned yet!!
Jaemin🐰: Sweetie, calm down. We are all trying!
Jeno🐶: With this attitude, I don’t think we should help…
Chenle💰: SHUT IT OLD MAN! THIS IS AN EMERGENCY!
Chenle💰: WORSE COME TO WORSE! I will make jisung dress up as Daegal as substitute
Jisung🚀: Hey! I didn’t agree to dress up as your dog!
Chenle💰: Well get on finding my baby! You won’t have to do it
Jaemin🐰: Okay, another question why is Mark sitting in the living room like a stature…
Jisung🚀: Mark hyung said, he got attacked by the devil and is not hyuckie
Renjun🌱: I told Mark, many many times not to go hang out with his bestie house. This always happens…
Haechan🐻: Why didn’t you put a tracker on the dog? That’s like a such a rookie mistake to do
Chenle💰: HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW! Someone dared to touch Daegal!
Renjun🌱: He has a point, Lele guard that dog like a hawk…
Haechan🐻: Just check your CCTV camera whatever spy stuff you have
Jaemin🐰: You installed cameras? Without my permission
Chenle💰: HYUCK SHUT YOUR MOUTH! And also thanks, definitely no cctv camera whatsoever
Few mins later…
Chenle💰: EOMMA! TAKE ME TO UNCLE TEN HOUSE! IT THAT SHEEP BOY AGAIN!!
Jaemin🐰: Woah! Let’s not jump into conclusions
Chenle💰: I SAW IT WITH MY OWN EYES! Which someone sent me of course ahem
Renjun🌱: Hyuckie and I can accompany you! Right hyuckie?
Haechan🐻: Oh yes! Definitely
Chenle💰: Stop hesitating and get the car going and take me there! Or else I will drive there myself
Jaemin🐰: Jeno take the kids to Uncle Ten house
Jeno🐶: Hey why me? You the mother!
Jaemin🐰: As the mother, I ask politely to take the kids to uncle ten house
Jeno🐶: Sorry no can do! I’m trying to make Mark speak and he kept on hugging me. So you have do it
Jaemin🐰: I always get the bad vibes, when I go around his house without doyoung hyung around
Chenle💰: Well chop chop! My baby is in need of rescue
A 15 mins car journey ride…
Without knocking Chenle immediately barged into the house. Demanding where is Daegal is, follow along with renjun and Haechan.
Chenle: WHERE IS DAEGAL!!
The loud shout, startled Kun and Xiaojun who is chilling in the living room
Kun: Lele, did you lose Daegal?
Xiaojun: P-please don’t hurt me! We have no dog here whatsoever
Chenle: CUT THE ACT! Where is YangYang! HE STOLE MY DOG!!
Kun: YangYang? He barely left his room! It can’t be him
With chenle shouting, the not so happy Ten stomped down the stairs asking what the noise is about.
Ten: Oh gosh it’s that werid child, Nana take him away! He is so noisy
Jaemin: Hyung, my child lost his dog and insisted that it is here….
Ten: We don’t own dogs here, just cats you looked at the wrong place hun. Now begone, I need my beauty sleep
Xiaojun: 3 in the afternoon?
Ten: Son? You have a problem..?
Xiaojun: No Eomma…
Before Ten has a chance, to shoot chenle and Jaemin away. He heard barking noise coming from YangYang room.
Ten: What was that?
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