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apocalypticgargoyle · 3 years

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𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐌 𝟒. ♡ 𝐠𝐞𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝

"Hi! I hope u have a lovely day :] I was wondering if I could request an imagine where you're online friends with Gogy and one day you send him a picture wearing his merch and he can't stop thinking about it and finally ends up telling you he has a crush on you?? Thank you in advance :] I really enjoy your writing"

pairing: georgenotfound x reader

warnings: Zoom Video Communications none :)

links: | ao3 | request | masterlist |

⋆ song recommendation: Slowly by Josh Gilligan

(streamer bf gogy brainrot brrr) hello sweet anon! thank you for much for this request :) I love love love all the geo simps and their ideas. also thank you to my dearest LB for helping me with the plot help. happy reading, everyone! ♡ ᵍᵉⁿᵉ

You tapped your fingers on your desk, nails clattering at you waiting to be let into your third Zoom meeting of the day. Usually, you got off with only one lecture, but because of upcoming exams, you were finding yourself in and out of virtual meetings and office hours. Sure, it was better than jogging from building to building, fighting the crowds, and searching for a seat in a packed lecture hall, but it was still wearing you down beyond belief.

You rested your chin in your hand as your window went from white to dark grey, the square with your name getting wedged in beside the professor. Everyone’s cameras were off, a thankful sigh leaving your lips as your head slumped down to lay against your arm, the danger of falling asleep suddenly becoming more prominent.

You jumped slightly as your professor cleared their throat, sharing their screen and beginning to ramble off facts listed on the slideshow. You played with your keyboard, focused on removing a crumb from beneath your spacebar that was almost unreachable. You usually took notes in the class, but today was just one of those days.

“... And with that in mind, I’m going to put you all into breakout rooms…” Your professor trailed off, eyebrows furrowed as they peered at their screen and clicked frantically to assign all of you to rooms. You yawned, smacking your cheeks and sitting up. You were determined not to be a shitty partner, at least. The white box popped up, inviting you to join breakout room four. That’s always lucky, you thought to yourself as you joined.

Once again, you were cursed to look at the buffering wheel of death as your internet struggled to sustain all your opened tabs. Please, just a little longer, you groaned internally, eyes dashing towards the receiver and exhaling in relief as your computer connected to the breakout room. You turned on your camera, eliciting your partner, George, to do the same.

You flashed him a smile as you struggled to open the article from the previous night. “Hi! How’s it going?” You greeted, not yet looking at him.

“I’m good, actually. How are you?” He engaged, his voice deep and tired.

You finally managed to split your screen enough so that you could see him and the article. “Yeah, I’m good too. Thanks,” you chewed the inside of your cheek, eyes skimming some of the notes you’d etched into the margins. “So, did you have any idea what,” you paused, squinting at the author’s name, “Robert A. Schneider means when he discusses how ‘men of letters’ fear the lower class more than anything?” You asked, as your eyes trailed across your screen to finally gauge his reaction, you were taken aback by his appearance.

His soft features and dark eyes made you feel safe. As he smiled softly, running his fingers into his hair, he seemed to be racking his brain for an answer. He opened his mouth to begin, detailing what you had previously thought with better articulation.

The two of you got through the basic questions the professor had scripted for the students, then finding yourself still stuck in the breakout room. On a normal day, your professor would have pulled everyone back into the call after the first few questions.

George swiveled in his chair quietly as he listened to you briefly explain your area of study. His kind smile made your heart flutter slightly. Deep down, you hoped the two of you would be stuck in the room for a while.

Soon your topics blended into what kind of movies you both watched, a debate on where you could buy the cheapest bread on campus, and what kind of party people the two of you were. After an hour, instead of worrying whether or not your professor was dead, you were swapping numbers and planning out how the two of you would turn the Florida Keys into the headquarters of your new cult where the members would all worship a separate bitchy philosopher.

You pulled one of your legs to your chest, resting your cheek against your knee as his laughing died out. “Okay, this might be a weird question, but I need to know why your webcam is so clear. Is it like an OnlyFans thing or…”

He chuckled. “Yeah it’s definitely OnlyFans,” he joked, making you laugh. “I’m actually a ᵐⁱⁿᵉᶜʳᵃᶠᵗ ˢᵗʳᵉᵃᵐᵉʳ” he mumbled.

Your eyebrows perked playfully. “You’re a what?”

He pursed his lips to fit the grin stretching across his face. “ᵃ ᵐⁱⁿᵉᶜʳᵃᶠᵗ ˢᵗʳᵉᵃᵐᵉʳ”

You snorted slightly. “Sorry darling, you’ll have to speak up. What was that?”

He wet his lips, rolling his eyes as he bashfully groaned. “I’m a Minecraft streamer.”

You giggled, him basking in your disbelief. He smiled a bit brighter as he shrugged, leaning back in his chair as you rambled off questions. “There’s no way! Nerd!” you chaffed, making him smile as if he liked it when you playfully teased him. “Are you super popular?” You asked, catching your breath.

He bit his bottom lip swaying his head slightly as if deciding not to answer. “Mmmm. Not really.”

“Well, come on, Georgios! Give me your Twitch user and I’ll be your biggest fan, I promise.” He laughed at your response, digging out his phone to send you a link.

“I’d like to see you try,” he mumbled.

After the class had finally ended, you’d learned that your professor was on the phone with their credit card company. In the following weeks, you and George were in constant contact, even becoming part of each other’s daily routines.

As you studied for finals, you’d turn on his stream, letting his voice alleviate some of the stress of your exams. He knew you were watching and would even drop hints for you in what he was saying, or he’d blatantly just ask what you were talking about in your essay for a certain class. After the stream would end, he’d call you either on Discord or the phone, just so it felt like the two of you were studying together.

Jokingly, you badgered him to send you some of his merch, threatening to buy it from a bootleg online store if he didn’t. He had only brushed it off at the time, but shortly after, you received a hoodie in the mail with his gamer tag printed across it.

It was late at night when you’d received it, the tiredness of your eyes and George’s dulcet tones lulling you towards the idea of a dead sleep. Yet, you were drawn from your pleasant relaxation with the shrilling of your doorbell. You shrugged out of your blanket cocoon, grabbing your phone and trudging down the stairs. As you tore open the bag, your phone buzzed with a text from George asking if you’d seen something that one of his chat members. You chuckled softly and dug your hand into the material, holding it out in front of you.

You snickered to yourself, running your fingers across the red patch in the center. You slipped it over your head, letting the softness of the fabric brush against your skin. You snapped a photo of yourself and stumbled back upstairs before sending it to him.

When you returned, George was focused on something he was crafting. His eyes darted down to one corner of the screen where his phone was probably sitting. His eyes flashed back up with a smug grin on his face as if he knew exactly what you were going to say. Your “Thanks sugar daddy xx,” probably didn’t help either.

“What, chat?” His voice came out slightly uneven as he bit back a smile. You skimmed what people were asking. “It’s not a nude. A friend of mine got something I sent them,” he answered nonchalantly, finishing up what he was doing. The chat began to spam quietly. “No, it’s not a maid costume. Jesus Christ.” He leaned back in his chair, grabbing his phone and opening your message.

A grin spread across his face, alongside the light dusting of rosy pigment settling in his cheeks. He chuckled to himself, quickly replying before getting back to his game. You scoffed at his response.

George (H325) Anything for my silly little baka

You curled up again, putting away your schoolwork and devoting your attention to watching his stream as you drifted off to sleep.

Once again, you found yourself at the mercy of your internet as you attempted to join the breakout room assigned to you. You almost jumped out of your chair when it finally connected and you found George waiting for you. You smiled slightly as he scrolled through his phone. “What are the chances?” You asked, pulling his eyes to you.

He grinned, clicking off whatever he was looking at. “I was just about to raid your inbox.”

You chuckled. “I almost wore your merch to class, just to out you to whoever my partner was,” you joked, making him roll his eyes.

“I’m glad it’s me then,” he responded. You began scrounging around for your article. After a beat of hesitation, George spoke up again. “Hey, I’m glad you like the sweatshirt…” You perked an eyebrow in his direction. “I actually haven’t been able to get that picture out of my head. I know it’s stupid,” he stated lightly, chuckling nervously. You could feel your heart beating in your ears. “It’s so lame, but I think I have a crush on you.”

You sat back in your chair, stunned. “I mean, the feeling’s mutual. Even if it’s lame,” you mirrored, winking at him. “I mean, maybe it’s not lame because I know I like you.”

He smiled to himself at your answer before chuckling, “Should we Zoom date or something?”

#georgenotfound headcanons #georgenotfound x y/n #georgenotfound fluff #georgenotfound x reader #mcyt x y/n #mcyt x reader #mcyt fluff #mcyt imagine #college au #gnf x reader #gnf brainrot #gnf my beloved #gnf x y/n

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warmau · 3 years

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not knowing what to say isn't a foreign feeling to you, yet when you come face to face with ten outside his apartment on this summer morning, you are almost too petrified to even string a sentence together

he's really just........leaving

ten shines a big smile and from the open door you hear kun's exasperated voice asking why in the world ten is packing up his entire existence for a program that's going to last two months

"you look nervous"

ten jokes first, running a hand through his dark hair which he's spent the colder months growing out

"im the one going to a different country and yet you look like you might turn green"

his laughter tickles you and you force yourself out of the weird, frozen feeling, for his sake

"im not nervous - it's just this is our first summer apart since what, highschool?"

ten leans against the frame of his door and lets kun scuttle past him with a scowl

yangyang and hendery bounce after him with ten's insane amount of luggage

"yeah but it's two months, not two decades. plus....you know how much ive always wanted to do this."

right. and here you are being selfish.

"of course, i mean it's literally the birthplace of ballet."

"technically that's italy, but france is a close second."

"i hate you"

ten pulls you into his arms before you register that this is your goodbye hug

"i'll miss you too."

kun drives everyone to the airport, he complains and cries the most.

sicheng gives you a knowing look when ten takes your wrist in his hand and tucks your arm between his.

you ignore the look, and focus on ten. on him. and then - when the switchboard pops up his flight info - he gives a bubbly and excited

"ive gotta go!"

and then summer starts, just as he's gone

"so when are you going to tell him you're in love with him."

sicheng brings the big gulp he stole from hendery up to his lips and you keep your eyes closed behind your sunglasses

"sorry, yukhei's not my type."

"you know im not talking about yukhei."

you dig your fingers into the sand beside your towel, the beach is already so noisy so you pretend you don't hear sicheng, but you still feel him looking.

you guess a part of it is true, you love ten. who doesn't?

is that the core of the issue then, that ten is so available and loveable and charming, that it makes him also unattainable?

or at least, unattainable to you.

you hear your phone buzz inside your bag and sicheng is being dragged into the water by the rowdy rest of your friend group

it could be a text from ten?

your mind excites, but you put out that fire

it's probably just spam.

ten does text and even video call the first two or so weeks while he's away

you get blurry photos of food at cafes and the eiffel tower, random fancy looking dogs being walked on the small, cramped streets

ten's connection is kind of bad - but he still gleams through the fuzzy facetime camera as he shows you around the room the dance academy has provided

pangs of his happiness and excitement seep into you

and then there's the first sign of worry comes knocking and twirling through his door

a group of other dancers, all beautiful and strong, asking ten - from the limited amount of french you catch - if he's done, they're waiting for him to go to a show with them

ten gives you a scattered, quick goodbye. he says he'll video call again.

all you get is an update text almost five days later that has no pictures attached just a;

im ok - by the way i totally miss eating hot chips with you at midnight. ive had like a banana smoothie and that's it.

sicheng and kun are the first to pick up on the shift, you are quietly withdrawing to yourself

nothing makes you laugh

ten doesn't reply to your question about what the paris metro looks like, actually he doesn't even read it

kun nearly tugs hendery's ear red when he shares a snap story of ten pressed cheek to cheek with his new dancer friends in front of the louvre when you're in the same room

the thing is you are not jealous of any of them.

you don't go around trying to find their facebooks, clicking on their instagram profiles, comparing you and them.

you are just sad to your bones that they will understand ten in such a way that no matter how long you two have been friends

you will never, truly know

"you're his best friend"

sicheng reasons on the phone as you stare up at the wall above your desk, littered in old pictures and clippings and your gaze catches on the ticket stub from ten's first-ever solo dance performance

it had been a talent show in highschool.

it had been the first time you saw ten perform outside the corner of his cramped bedroom or the glimpse you caught meeting up with him outside the dance academy

he's in paris, he's with people who love it so much more than i do - they love dancing like he loves dancing.

i cannot understand that.

"i think you were right sicheng."

"im always right."

i do love him. when am i going to tell him?

you hang up after sicheng has his i told you so moment and stare at your screen

a notification flashes across the screen and it's a text from ten

the trains here are blue. i miss you.

you want to reply right away, so you open the message and start typing

i miss you too. actually, i think i finally understand why people who are in love are so hurt when they're suddenly left without their other half and ten you are my o-

you delete the sentence and make a face

nice. i miss you too.

you don't send it - or at least you forget to because your fingers are shaking and you exit out of the messaging app before checking

abandoning your phone, you turn on your side and stretch your hand out to reach the edge of the bed

there's enough space between you and it for someone to fit, so you remember the countless times ten has laid there

smiling and laughing and tickling your face with his sleeping breath

you can't even recall a conversation because there have been hundreds

suddenly you feel a warmth creep up your skin

hundreds of opportunities to tell him - and each time i chose to be a coward.

"you should write him a letter."

"this isn't a movie, what - you think im going to write a letter and he'll jump on the first plane from france to come to my side?"

sicheng cocks an eyebrow as if to say it is a possibility

"no. im not writing a letter. i'll suck it up and confess when he comes back."

you somehow end up writing a letter.

maybe because you really do want to just send a long text spilling your mushy, soft, pink feelings

but you know that's just not what ten deserves

he deserves (and you do too, but you won't admit this) a face to face confession

so you start retelling the moments that flutter up in your heart whenever you think about him

how he makes the room brighter when he's in it, how he dances with every bone, joint, muscle in his body - how he approaches it with no inhibition and true devotion that paints its way across his face when he practices, how he fits perfectly into the hole that grows more massive every day you don't see him

standing there across the hall - coffee in hand, gym bag with his scuffed dance shoes

by the time you're finished - the letter is longer than you imagine. there are parts crossed and scribbled out, repetitive thoughts, and stupid little comments and metaphors that compare ten to flowers or clouds or anything else pretty in nature

you cringe at yourself, but you do feel better

it could be your outline for when the time to actually tell him comes.

you shove the papers into an envelope, write ten's name and the address of his parisian dance academy just for the irony

and then make the mistake of letting it sit on your desk

in a matter of days, it has been swallowed by a bunch of other papers and trinkets

and when you're rushing around your room trying to get ready for another adventure to the beach - sicheng clinks the lollipop against his teeth and fishes it out - curious at the stamp

"do you want me to mail this?"

he asks and you're trying to find those sunglasses you literally just bought and grumble that sure, whatever - you'll meet him out by kun's car.

halfway to the beach, you turn in horror from the passenger seat to look at sicheng in the back

your eyes like saucers and a tremor in a voice

"wait. what did you ask me back in my room?"

sicheng's big smile is red from the candy, "your letter to ten."

and there comes the second pang of dread and worry that takes the overwhelming shape of your summer

oh my god - oh my god - maybe the letter won't even make it. i mean it's a letter to france....it'll take at least a month to get there. wait - it probably didn't even have a stamp on it. oh god maybe the address was totally off and some poor stranger is about to be subjected to my very incoherent feelings.....

every day you look at your phone and there's no texts or emails or anything from ten

his social media has gone quiet too

you throw your dignity down a well and ask all your friends if they've heard from him and they all scratch their heads and say no, it's been maybe a week since they did

your stress then turns from your love letter to a possibility that ten is in trouble

he kind of thrives from attention so it is very weird that he's so off-grid

you decide finally, on the day that it's been exactly a month and one day since he was gone, to call

you hover over the facetime button - should i text him first?

with a yelp, you nearly drop and crack your screen when ten's name flashes across the screen

you settle your breathing and tell yourself he hasn't gotten the letter, there's no way - since when has snail mail been efficient?

you answer and are about to ask what's up when ten waves something into the camera

"i got your letter."

maybe you go into rigor. because ten's eyebrows knit and he asks if your connection is ok, you aren't saying anything

you don't know if it's just because you miss him so much that you're able to drag yourself back into consciousness or because you are curious, in the depths of your mind, what his reaction will be

"o-oh. right- i-"

ten frowns and you think it's coming. the rejection is coming.

"is that why you didn't answer my text? you sent the letter instead?"

"your text?"

"yeah, i said i missed you and you read it and never responded."

a peek of a smile stretches on his pretty, bare face

"i never thought you were so romantic to send a letter."

something burns on your skin but you just try to make sure your hand holding the phone doesn't shake

"im not - i just, it was dumb sicheng said i should write it because - i don't know. he's the romantic, blame him."

"you're the one that said i could make a shy tulip open its petals with my laughter."

"oh god"

that smile turns into a grin

"and that my dancing manages to cast a spell on you."

you hide your expression by turning your face

"are you going to re-read the whole thing to me?"

"should i, you're so poetic."

"don't make fun of me."

your voice is serious this time, small and huddled, because you mean it

worse than being told he doesn't feel the same is to be ridiculed for holding him in your heart like this for so long

"im not making fun of you, the letter is beautiful."

you still can't look at him, it's so ten to be kind before he's cruel

"i could never write something like that - so i thought i would just call you and say it."

you don't need to love song yourself into telling me you just see me as a friend

"i love you."

your head whips back so fast your phone drops and you curse and ten can't help but laugh

"sorry, sorry -what did you say?"

he runs a hand through his dark hair, the lighting in his room is dim and illuminates him perfectly

a large white t-shirt engulfs his slender shoulders as he sits up against the wall

"i love you. i know it's corny to confess over facetime, but im guessing it's more forgivable than text?"

a bubble bursts in your stomach and it makes you feel lightheaded and inhumanely blissful all at once

"i love you too."

"more then friends right, because your letter had this part about kissing im very interested in."

you bite back your lip and nod, both embarrassed that he'd bring that part up too but also seeing ten - your close friend, your secret love - talk about kissing you

makes some of the neurons in your body go haywire

"good, i seriously was scared you might have been pranking me with thi-"

"i would never. im not hendery."

"oh how are they, ive been super busy with the practice for a review so i haven't talked to anyone."

another thing you love about him, he keeps everyone in. he leaves none of his friends behind. he pretends like he couldn't have a care in the world, but he cares more than anyone else.

"he's ok, he almost crashed kun's car yesterday."

ten shrugs, "expected."

and like that - everything is still somehow the same. there is no awkward phase after you've talked about your feelings for each other at all.

because your love doesn't come as a one hit punch because ten is beautiful, although he is to an unfair degree

it comes from the experience of being around him. having so much of him. maybe even getting a little addicted.

you do talk more on the phone, no more long pauses even though ten's practices get more grueling and you tell him to take his time to rest

but he's sweaty on the practice room floor - texting you - telling you everything is sore but the thought of seeing you soon makes it all better

it's three days before ten is scheduled to fly back that he has his review and you are biting your fingernails waiting for him to tell you about it

when you get a youtube link at like three in the morning - you click it and someone has recorded ten's performance

somehow, he looks more graceful than you've ever seen him

a new text comes in when it's almost done

'i think i did well - can i get a reward?'

'you'll get a really good one when you're home'

he sends a winking emoji and you can't fall asleep after because you wonder what he's expecting, you'd meant a kiss - had he meant more?

you wouldn't mind that at all.

xiaojun is being pulled away from the conveyer belt by kun and hendery is asking sicheng for a sip of his starbucks as you all wait for ten's plane to land in the airport lobby

you two have not told anyone - mostly because you know there will be endless questions you won't have answers too and sicheng might literally never let you live it down

so you wait for ten to be here so you can suffer together

you see the gates from his flight open and sicheng mutters that you look like you're going to pop like a goddamn balloon

for once in your life, you don't snide back at him, folding your hands in front of you and tippy-toeing to see over the crowd

and then, like seeing him for the first time all the years ago when you first met, ten comes out

hendery and xiaojun try to go for a running jump, but the older members hold them back because everyone can sense whats coming

you dash toward him and ten doesn't stay still either - you two collide so hard it almost hurts, but you don't care at all

ten's duffel bag falls over his shoulder and your hands are wrapped around his neck before he can even say your name

it's a first kiss that couldn't be more characteristically fit for you

sweet, big smiles tasted on lips, and interrupted by none other than your group of friends gasping in a symphony of shock

except for sicheng - he knew

ten tastes like you imagine he would taste, maybe because in smaller ways you've already had doses of the sunshine that radiates off him before

he keeps his hands wrapped around your waist as he looks down into your eyes

"mon amour"

"is that really all you learned in france?"

"ummm yeah, i don't know how to say let's get out of here and back to my place even though im pretty sure someone said that to me at some point."

you pout, "don't try to make me jealous."

"never!"

ten chuckles as you press your face into his neck and hug him close

the only way you get pulled apart is because someone (kun) reminds you all you're still at the PUBLIC airport

the drive back is a frenzy and everyone wants to know everything and not about just you two - because you're "two" now - but about france and traveling and ten's dancing

like you'd sensed - nothing has really changed

just this time, your fingers are locked in tens. and the warmth you longed for in silence is suddenly all out in the open.

funnily enough, you and ten don't ever write letters to each other again.

ten just doesn't like writing - it takes too much sitting down

and you are horrified everytime he fishes your love confession out of the memory box and dangles it above your head as leverage

it's how he convinced you into adopting the first cat. now you two have three.

so when you and him are deciding the best way to let all your friends know about your upcoming event you cross out mailed invitations

"we can make an email list."

your legs are thrown over his thighs on the sofa and he's resting the laptop on you them

"let's just make an instagram post: wedding in our backyard on thursday - you're invited."

ten pinches his nose

"we are not having a backyard wedding. we could not fit everyone in my dance company into it anyway."

you play with your engagement band and sigh

"fine, fine. what about.....we just call everyone and tell them. if we call kun right now he'll let all of the world know by the end of the week."

ten agrees with a hum, but then starts typing and you lean over to see

"bulk wedding invites? you're giving in?"

he closes the laptop and tosses it to the side, easily and gently pushing you down onto your back to hover over you with a small content sound

"i am. but we don't even have to write the letters - some company will do it for us."

his lips are inches from yours and all of a sudden you're young again - waiting to kiss him for the first time at that airport

"you know we'll still have to write vows right."

he is about to kiss you, he's so close and your eyes are closing

"i'll just read your letter outl-"

"TEN NO!"

he laughs, laughs until he finally does kiss you and then laughs again when he pulls back - the overflowing amount of love that exists in that moment is potent

you tell him to get over that old thing, but he shakes his head

"never, when again in all the lives i live is someone going to say i could make a shy tulip open its petals with my laughter?"

#i know his bday was in february please im still working through them cries #ten au #ten imagines #ten scenarios #nct au #nct imagines #nct scenarios #wayv imagines #wayv au #wayv scenarios #sfw #nostolgic!au #ten #member: ten #im sicheng through all this

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pixelwisp-archive · 3 years

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i want more orimakki 😩 !!! pls answer these q's i rly wanna know 🥺

Flora I love you so MUCH oh my god thank you for feeding me TT-TT (also I'm ABSOLUTELY SENDING THIS BACK FOR YOU AND OSAMU I WANNA KNOWWWW)

I’m gonna answer these Interview style because it sounds fun to do and because I can😌

This ended up taking me SO long because, per usual, I got way too carried away lmao I'm so sorry

Makki is blue and I'm orange! (Interviewer is red lmao)

1. Who loves flower crowns more?

“Ori, for sure”

“I’m bad at making them though, so I make Hiro make them for me”

Makki looks at her like😒 and she laughs - he bites back a smile.

2. Who is the one who likes to cuddle?

"Hiro, for sure - I get a little weird about physical affection"

"She hates me"

"That's not true bub, you're just so hot"

"Thanks babe, I think you're pretty cute too"

Ori rolls her eyes and elbows him. "Next question"

3. Who has awful taste in music?

*simultaneously* "Hiro" "Me"

4. Who is the meme lover?

"I run a relatively popular account on instagram"

"I wake up every day to at least 30 new memes that he's spammed my phone with"

5. How did their second date go?

Ori starts laughing as Makki groans.

"He tried to take me to a park for a picnic-"

"Listen it would have been romantic but there was this fucking-"

"raccoon coming to grab our food-"

"and of course Ori is a dumbass ("HEY") and was ready to pet the literal wild animal ("he was so cute :(") so I tried to like shoo it away but-"

"It bit him and we ended up just sharing a cheese stick in the hospital"

"It was a disaster, to say the least"

"It's still one of my favorite dates, though"

"You just like seeing me in pain"

Ori laughs. "Not True!"

6. How many children do they want/have?

"17"

"absolutely not"

"we've talked about having two, maybe three"

"with a couple years in between. Gotta make sure they bully each other. It's important for character growth"

"We'll be sure to bully the oldest so they're not a weirdo like their mom"

Ori nods in agreement.

7. Who hides the weapons?

"I have a knife collection, does that count? I keep them in a display case on the wall"

8. Who is the better dancer?

Makki laughs. "Oh, me for sure"

"YOU?"

"Have you seen your dancing babe?"

"Have you seen YOUR dancing? What the hell is this?" *imitates this god awful windmill move*

"...okay, valid. We're both bad."

9. Do/Did they have a theme wedding?

"We're not married, marriage is for chumps."

Makki sighs. "We're not married *yet*."

"Gross, tryna tie me down stinky?"

"Been trying for years, bub"

Ori blushes, and looks away to hide her smile.

"...maybe"

Makki grins and leans in. "What?"

"I said maybe. I just-"

"I know, baby. Maybe is all I need."

10. What do their parents think of them dating?

"My parents are in love with Ori."

"My parents love him too!"

"Even your dads?"

"Yeah, my dads love you"

"Your step dad doesn't seem to like me much"

Ori furrows her brows. "which one?"

"I'm sorry, did you say 'which one?'"

"Oh, sorry. I have three dads. My mom, my dad, and then their husbands"

"I don't know, your mom's husband doesn't seem like he's warmed up to me"

"It took him years to even warm up to me. He shared his pot roast recipe with you, remember? that was his seal of approval"

Ori giggles while Makki looks at her suspiciously but eventually mumbles "if you say so"

11. Are they a super sappy couple?

"She clowns the shit out of me whenever I try"

Ori laughs. "I'm sorry I just don't know how to act when I'm embarrassed"

"I'm trying to woo you, not embarrass you, you jackass"

"*woo* me?!" Ori cackles

"I don't know why I even try"

(She goes up to him later, and takes his face in her hands, her demeanor more serious than before

"Hey, bub. You know I don't mean *you* embarrass me right? I just get awkward about affection"

He sighs and nuzzles into her palm

"I know you didn't, it's ok. I just love you too much sometimes, and its hard to reel it in"

"I love you too. So so much"

"I am gonna ask you to marry me someday. You know that?"

"I know, and my simp ass is gonna say yes. How gross is that"

Makki rolls his eyes, a smile on his face

"So gross")

12. How did they get together?

"We danced around each other for like 2 years"

"it was painful"

"Iwaizumi finally beat the confidence into me enough to kiss her"

"I don't know that you ever actually asked me out"

"Really? Oh, well then, wanna date?"

"Nah, you're a little weird"

"Damn ok, guess I'll call Mattsun" Ori laughs

13. Who asked the other to get married?

*more gagging noises while Makki sighs*

"It'll be me, clearly"

14. Who stays up too late and makes stupid jokes?

"Hiro. 100%"

"Hey, you stay up late too!"

"I know, but my jokes are always funny"

"rude"

15. Who is the nerd?

"Oh my god it's Ori"

"Hey, I converted you, fellow nerd. plus, you have a knife collection - if that's not nerd shit idk what is"

"touché"

16. Who knows the most obscure facts?

"Hiro"

"Did you know that penguins have knees?"

"I do now"

17. Who makes the other a flower crown?

"Hiro! His fingers are better suited for the weaving, I have weirdly small hands"

"Hey, I like your hands"

"Awh, babe<3"

18. Who likes to read?

"I do! If I'm not reading a physical book I'm always reading something on my phone!"

19. Who bothers the other person while the other person reads?

Makki grins, pointing to himself while Ori shoots him a playful glare

20. Who tutors the other?

"Hiro is actually wicked smart. He an invaluable study buddy"

"Ori is the definition of a bimbo"

"Nah I'm the shebo, I'm not hot enough to make bimbo status"

"Excuse me? Consensus says you are both very hot AND definitely belonging in the bimbo category"

"Consensus? What consensus"

Makki smiles, a little too innocently. "Group Chat"

"Oh my god"

21. Do they have similar taste in movies?

"Ori enjoys literally everything so it's really easy to find common ground"

"We change it up a lot, but we're usually end up with either a horror movie or we binge an anime"

22. How do their personalities compliment each other?

"We're both fucking weirdos"

"Yeah, and Hiro's calm complements my loud - he grounds me when I need it"

"goes both ways - I get loud too. Feelings are loud sometimes and that's ok"

Ori snorts. "Ok, dr.phil"

23. How do they tell everyone that they are going to be having a kid/adopting a child soon?

"Is like, texting them an option?"

"We'll take em' out for breadsticks or something"

"Oh lets have them open up like a lil onesie, our moms would die"

Ori laughs "What's it gonna say on it"

"'You're both grandmas now. Congrats, you old bitches'"

Ori wheezes, folding in on herself in her seat

"That's so fucking stupid, we are absolutely doing that"

24. Who has better fashion sense?

"Look at us. Look at how we're dressed"

"There are holes in my shirt"

"and that's his nice shirt"

"In my defense, it had holes when I bought it"

"So holes are fashionable now?"

"Apparently"

"Hobo chic"

25. Who will punch someone out if they are rude to their partner?

"Ori is a doormat-"

"RUDE"

"-Lemme finish babe - until it comes to her people. If someone's rude to me she is ready to throw hands in seconds flat"

"damn straight...would you fight for me?"

"Of course. you think I wouldn't?"

"Just making sure<3"

26. What songs do they sing together in the vehicle?

"EVERYTHING"

27. What other couple would your otp get along with?

Ori perks up "Flora and Osamu!!! I love the both of them so much, they're so cute together too"

"They're great people, plus Osamu gives us free food and honestly, what else do you need in a friend"

Ori slaps Makki's shoulder "Stop acting like you only like Osamu for his cooking"

"I'm only kidding!"

28. Who likes to prank the other?

"Ori does this thing where she'll do something nice for me and then go "get pranked!" when I notice"

"I do indeed do that"

"I am not kind. Sometimes I'll just, buy an air horn. And press it. while she's asleep."

Ori glares at Makki

"he does indeed do that"

29. Who is the one who loves to take pictures?

"I do"

"He's alwaysss taking pictures, but I hate getting my picture taken and he's super respectful of that"

"...yeah"

(Later, when Ori's stepped out for a minute

"I do take pics of her. She doesn't know it but I do"

Makki starts to show off an album full of candids of Ori

Makki sighs, a soft smile on his face "She's so pretty"

"Don't tell her about this please, she'll murder me")

30. How would they react if they found out they were soul mates?

"Oof"

"That's what you'd say? Oof?"

"It's an oof for you. stuck? with me? forever?"

"you doofus, there's no one else I'd rather have"

"you little fucker, you're gonna make me cry"

makki laughs and squeezes her hand "love you stinky"

Ori sniffles "Yeah I love you too I guess"

31. Where would they live?

"right now we live in an apartment in Osaka-"

"but eventually we wanna by a house. We're thinking of going back home to Miyagi"

"We miss the small town atmosphere"

32. What type of dragon would they own, if they could have one?

"oh my god, a little shoulder dragon would be so cute"

"ok but imagine how much money we'd save with something we could ride to work"

"shit, you're so right"

33. If they were both vampires, what type of vampires would they be?

"There are types of vampires?" looks to Makki, Makki shrugs

"Is dying an option?"

34. What would they dress up as, for Halloween?

"we do themed couple ones but like, not sexy ones"

"yeah, like for instance our friends went as a fireman and his girl was a dalmation, and we were-"

"bob ross and his panting!"

"...she was bob ross"

"this year I'm trying to get him to dress as mothman so I can dress up as a lamp"

35. Can they name each other’s favourite food?

"Ori loves chicken to the point where it's almost concerning"

"Hiro likes cream puffs"

"No no, they're Profiteroles"

"they're the same thing babe"

"but profiteroles sound so much fancier"

36. Do they have pet names for one another?

"The usual"

"Babe, baby-"

"stinky, fuckass-"

"bubs-"

"doofus, dumbass, nerd"

"nothing crazy"

37. How do they cheer each other up?

"I swear to god he's a psychic - he always knows exactly what I need. Sometimes I need space, sometimes I just need a hug, other times he'll have a whole self care night in prepared for me when I get home"

"Ori always knows what to do. She's not a snuggler but she will let me hold her for hours if it meant making me feel better. Honestly most of the time she holds me because - well, boobs"

"Takahiro!"

Makki laughs and jerks away as she pinches his side

38. Do they show a lot of PDA?

"I think we're not too bad. We hold hands, I'll give her the occasional kiss. She lets me wrap my arm around her sometimes"

"These questions are making me feel like a bad girlfriend. Let? :("

"hush, you're the best. You think I'd stick around if you were a bad girlfriend? Do you know how obsessed with you I am? The boys clown me for never shutting up about you even after all this time"

*Ori buries her face in her hands to hide the blush* "Oh my god you're so lame"

"That's her way of saying she loves me too :)"

39. How old were they when they got together?

"I was 22, Ori was 20"

"holy shit, almost four years?"

"Yep"

"wow"

40. Who is the one that would bring the puppy home?

"Me!"

"She's done it before. She named her Ripley"

41. Can they do yoga couple’s poses?

both start cackling "Absolutely not. We can try but it would be a disaster"

42. What is their song?

"Oh its-"

Castaways from the Backyardigans starts playing from Makki's phone as he grins.

"-our song is not Castaways, Hiro"

"It could be. We could decide it is right now"

"We are not making our song Castaways"

"oh c'moooonnnnn, it's a bop!"

Ori laughs "Its-"

"Your song by Elton John. It was playing when we kissed for the first time"

Ori covers her smile with her hand, her eyes soft as she looks at Makki

43. What does their room look like?

"A mess right now, Ori had to find an outfit for today so there are clothes everywhere"

Ori grins sheepishly

44. Who would be the one to kill zombies while the other keeps them grounded?

"Hiro would probably do the killing, I would be moral support"

"I dunno babe, I think if you snapped you could totally become a badass"

"You think so?"

"Hell yeah, I've seen you get mad at Mattsun enough times to know you can get scary as hell when you wanna"

45. Who makes the other breakfast in bed?

"we've done it for each other, it depends on the day to be honest"

46. Who loves kids more?

"Ori"

"But the kids LOVE Hiro so much its crazy, and he's so good with them"

"I like kids well enough but they're so rude and for what"

"I find their lack of filter funny!"

"If you ever feel your ego is too big, just talk to a seven year old. They'll drag to hell and back with no hesitation"

47. Do either of them have a crazy ex?

"I dunno. Do you?"

"No. Do you?"

"Nope"

"Cool"

48. What are their favourite colours?

"Hiro's is this very specific red color"

"Ori doesn't have one, it changes all the time"

"this is true"

49. Who likes to cook?

"Oh I love cooking!"

"She does majority of the cooking but we sometimes cook together"

"he is utter chaos in the kitchen but we always have a good time, even if he make my blood pressure go through the roof"

50. Who is the forgetful one?

"Hey Ori, what'd you have for breakfast this morning."

"I- um. An Iced Coffee?"

"Final answer?"

"....yes"

"Bzzzt. Wrong. You had cereal :)"

51. Does either of them know how to fight?

"I don't mean to brag, but I've taken Tai chi lessons"

"Babe, you signed up for those lessons after we binged Avatar, and you only went to four of those classes before quitting because it was too hard"

"Those four lessons taught me enough to kick someone's ass for you though"

Ori laughs "I'm sure they did"

52. What do they do for Valentines Day?

"We have this tradition of going to the store and each of us take turns blindly picking out snacks, pajamas, and either a movie/video game/or craft project and we stay in and have a little pamper day"

"we also absolutely RAID the store next day when the candy is half off"

53. Who swears more?

"We both swear a lot to be honest"

"Oh my god we're so bad"

54. Who has the better comebacks?

"Hiro, 100%"

"Ori is quick too though"

"But you go right for the jugular"

"I'm not mean to you though"

"Oh no! I just mean with others, like Oikawa - you drag that man within an inch of his life"

Makki laughs "Oh ok yeah that's fair"

55. Who would start a fight with another parent at a bake sale?

"Me. Like I said, Ori is a doormat. She is so afraid of confrontation someone could literally spit on her and she'd apologize to them"

"It sounds so bad when you put it like that"

56. Who reads buzzfeed?

"Hiro says he does them ironically, but I'll be reading something on my phone and he'll start asking me obscure questions, and then I realize he's trying to get me to build a smoothie so he can find out with 'Desperate Houswife' I am"

"She got Gabrielle"

"Which isn't even accurate, I'm totally more of a Susan"

"You have some of Gabrielle's spice, though"

"What did you get?"

"Me? oh, I got Lynette"

"kinda accurate, actually"

57. Who is the hopeless romantic?

"I am, she makes fun of me but I know she loves it"

"I do, honestly"

58. Do either of them know how to do a handstand?

"I do!"

59. Who can rap better?

"oh god, neither of us"

"speak for yourself"

"go on babe, rap for them"

"...well I can't right now"

"exactly"

60. Do either of them want to go sky diving?

"I'd be down"

"I love the idea of it but oof, I'm too chicken shit"

61. What do they usually text about?

Makki pulls out his phone

"'hey babe, we're out of eggs' - that was Ori"

"'dog' - with a pic attached of said dog, that was from me"

"11/10, 'I hope he knows what a good boy he is', that was Ori's response"

"Then Ori ranted to me about Uraraka's character development"

"the wasted potential is appalling"

"absolutely it is. 3 hours later, from me - 'I forgot eggs'"

62. Who is the dramatic one?

"me, for sure"

"She's self aware though so its not so bad"

63. Is either one confrontational?

"Not really? We both avoid confrontation whenever possible. If something needs to be said though, I don't really have any reservations about it"

64. What is their favourite cuddle position?

"Me as the big spoon, I much prefer holding him I think, its less hot that way"

"Plus, boobs :3"

Ori groans as Makki laughs "I hate you"

65. Who are their favourite musical artist(s)?”

"Ooooh thats a toughie, we listen to so much"

66. What are their parenting styles?

"I tend to be the bad guy"

"That's not true!"

"Why do you think kids like you better? I'm the one who makes them eat veggies for a snack and you bribe them with ice cream"

"I promise we'll share the bad guy role when we have our own"

Ori narrows her eyes at Makki, sticking her tongue out at him "we better"

67. Who would be the more laid back one?

"Hiro, I get wound like a fucking top sometimes"

"You stress easily, but its ok, when you're stressed you get mean and its kinda hot"

"I'm glad my breakdowns are sexy to you"

Makki laughs "You know that's not what I meant"

68. Who listens to more vulgar music?

"Ehh, neither of us really"

"not our jam"

69. Do either of them have secrets even the other doesn’t know?

"...do you?"

"....no"

"That was suspish"

"I'm sorry did you just say 'suspish'?"

"don't change the subject! what are you hiding?"

"Nothing!! I swear"

"Pinky?"

"Pinky"

(later, while Ori's out of the studio, he shows a picture of the ring to the camera.

"So, yeah. There is one secret. I'm really bad at lying though so let's not put me on the spot like that anymore please" The man looks d a m p with sweat lmao)

70. Who is their go to couple for a double date?

"FLOSAMU, 100%. We're overdue too, I miss them!"

71. Do they tip the waiter/waitress on their date?

"Generously"

"If you don't tip you're a jackass"

72. How do they work out a fight?

"Communication is key. We often give each other the silent treatment but it usually is just to clear our heads so we can come back to talk it out"

"He's so mature when it comes to our relationship. The way he takes charge when I'm flailing and don't know what to do or how to proceed is so sexy" Ori starts fanning herself as if to emphasis her point, a teasing grin plastered on her face

73. Who brings home an illegal pet?

"Hiro will bring anything home if it's injured. It could be a snake and if he's worried its hurt I will come home to it in the bath"

"you gotta save the animals, babe"

"Most people would call a wildlife facility though, not take them to their tiny city apartment"

74. What side of the bed do each of them sleep on?

"I sleep on the left! I don't think either of us are particularly picky about it though"

"We usually wake up sprawled anyway with no clear sign of where we were before"

75. What is their favorite photo of them two together?

"There's a picture someone took of us dancing at a wedding. Ori is mid laugh in that photo and she's just - shit, she's so pretty."

"Hiro what the fuck why are you so sappy today"

"I dunno - I just think you're neat"

Ori's lips tremble a tiny bit. She sniffles. "It's my favorite photo too."

76. Who takes longer in the bathroom?

"Oh my god-"

"Okay-"

"SHE TAKES FOREVER"

"OKAY, LISTEN-"

"SHE ONLY GOES ON TIKTOK WHEN SHE GOES TO THE BATHROOM"

"I JUST GO THROUGH MY NOTIFICATIONS"

"SHE IS NEVER - STOP HITTING ME - SHE IS NEVER QUICKER THAN 30 MINUTES"

"YOU ARE SO DRAMATIC"

"DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON SHOWERS"

77. Who has more songs on their ipod?

"Hiro, I kinda keep to the stuff I know, while he's constantly adding new music"

78. What movie did they first see together?

"Uhhh I think it was-"

"It was Princess Mononoke, you were appalled when I said I hadn't seen it yet"

"Honestly I still am. How do you go through 20 years of your life without having seen Princess Mononoke?" Ori shrugs

79. What do they like to see each other in?

"nothing"

"not sure what I expected, really"

"I mean was there really any other answer?"

80. Who makes jokes during inappropriate times?

"Oh god. Both of us. We are so terrible"

"Sometimes Ori will nudge me if I'm being especially bad but she is usually the one egging me on because there is nothing cuter than her trying to hold in a laugh"

81. At what age do they discuss the possibility of children?

"We started talking about it a few months ago"

"It wouldn't be any time soon either, its just discussing the topic so we know where each of us stand"

"Yeah, there's still a lot for us to figure out"

"Like, you know, finances and getting married and stuff"

Ori bites her lip "...yeah, and stuff."

82. What do they love about each other the most?

"It's probably a cop out to say everything"

"please, you don't love everything, I'm a mess"

"but you're MY mess" Ori smiles and kicks him playfully

"This is going to sound super cheesy, but I just love his heart? He's loves so loudly and so wholly. With everyone and everything around him. He's just such a good person and it's insane to think he somehow chose to be with me, a human dumpster"

"You were so romantic until you called yourself a dumpster"

"It was getting too soft, I gotta keep my bruh girl reputation"

"You're such a dork"

83. Who is the one that sees the big picture, while the other focus’s on the small details?

"I think we're both kind of big picture people"

"No, babe, you are obsessive over minute details"

"No I'm not!"

"Everything takes you twice as long because you are constantly quadruple checking if its ok"

"..."

"and you get so stressed when you're given a project or a problem that's even the tiniest bit vague"

"well, I-"

"And don't even get me started on when you're cleaning, you always take forever because you go through every single item you've ever owned even if you know you're gonna toss or keep it"

"Okay, I feel really attacked right now" Makki laughs

84. What would they write on their partner’s social media’s for their anniversary?

"I usually go with a tried and true mixture of sappy and funny. I post a couple photo of us that I like or just a standalone of him and I give a cute little snippet talking about how lucky I am"

"Every year I just go on a rant about how much I love her. I'm always overwhelmed on anniversaries so I keyboard smash my way through the post."

85. Who is bad at math?

"Me, I don't understand any of it. Hiro is actually pretty good at it though"

86. Who googles everything?

"I've caught her trying to google where her glasses are"

"OKAY to be FAIR I was googling to see what the most likely places would be, it was just to give me ideas"

"And where were they?"

"*sigh* in the fridge"

"why?"

"because I was on autopilot and I assumed it was the butter"

87. Who does stuff on impulse?

"Oh, me. Ori does sometimes but she always regrets whatever she impulse did"

"its normally shopping and then I'm sad because I'm broke again"

88. How do they comfort each other when they are helpless to do anything about the situation?

"honestly? We learned this the hard way, but...just being there, letting them know they can lean on you when they need to. Being a pillar and giving them the space and comfort to let them tell you what they need and how you can help. Communication is so important in a relationship"

"You said you learned that the hard way? What do you mean by that?"

Ori and Makki share a look

"It's a long story. Another time, maybe"

89. What is an inside joke they have?

They both immediately start laughing

"Are you also thinking-"

"Yes! What about-"

"*incoherent wheezing*"

"well there's the-"

"or the-"

"oh my god remember-"

all the sentences go unfinished, laughter dissolving any chance of you ever figuring any of them out.

90. Who makes the other smile with almost no effort at all?

"I think its mutual, sometimes we will literally just look at each other and we'll smile without even realizing it."

"We're so gross"

"Ugh, I know." But they smile at each other

91. What is their favourite holiday?

"New years! Christmas is always nice but its stressful with gift giving. New years is always stress free and a good time, plus Ori loves visiting the shrines the next day"

"It's so peaceful, and seeing everyone pay their respects fills me with an overwhelming appreciation for humanity."

92. Who is the one that is calm and collected while the other is angry and destructive?

Ori pouts.

"I'm the angry one. I know I am. I'm a menace"

"You're not a menace babe, you just feel a little more than others"

"Are you like high right now or something? What has got you so wise and therapist-y"

"Love." Makki wiggles his eyebrows as she scoffs, her soft giggles betraying the eye roll

93. What is their favourite board game to play?

"Clue!"

94. Who accidentally sets something on fire?

"Okay, it's me, it's happened more than once too"

"She doesn't know the first thing about safety in the kitchen"

"I want to argue so bad but I just know I can't" she sighs

95. Who has the car ready while the other is robbing the store?

"I'm robbing. Ori would get distracted"

"valid"

96. What artist/group did they go to for their first concert?

"Mother Mother"

"It was INSANE"

97. Who sleep talks?

"Hiro does" Ori starts giggling, pulls up the sleep app on her phone

"Wanna listen?"

98. Who is the more social one?

"Oh, me, definitely. She is more talkative but Ori rarely initiated conversation with new people or if she's in a new environment at all"

99. What are their karaoke songs?

"I have to be absolutely trashed before we even attempts Karaoke but we do a duet and its either Bohemian Rhapsody or one of our cheesy love songs"

100. Who would get up on stage and make a fool of themselves just to make the other laugh?

"Hiro!! He does it all the time and I love him for it"

"Awh, love you too babe"

"And that's a wrap!"

Makki looks at Ori, grabbing her hand and instinctively intertwining their hands together. "Ready to go, stinky?"

Ori smiles, bringing their entangled hands up to lips as she presses a soft kiss to his skin.

"Ready."

#orimakki #whispers #familiars #flora #this was so fun and it took me SO LONG because i decided to make it stupid complicated lmao #but I'm so happy with it its cheesy as hell and I don't even care lmao #thank you for sending this in flora!! sweet angel you are too good to me :D<3

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starrysupercell · 3 years

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💓💢🌹?

srry i have no idea how tumblr works

Answer: it doesn't. C:

Under the cut because I feel bad spamming long posts lately. Sorry folks who don't like me ✌ there is more, and that's my warning :3

Ship that you didn’t expect to ship but now do: 💓

Okay, it's a little weird, but Brock/Rico(chet) is pretty cute, ngl.. Someone on reddit pointed out that they have matching jackets and I can't stop thinking about it.

The only reason why I think it's slightly awkward is because I originally started Bounced Around as a familial type bond between all three, but in some future scenes I've written, they have a kind of cute interaction... like small, mutual crushes...where both parties don't know what to do with said crushes...

Even re-reading through the current scenes I have, Rico(chet) treats Brock different from 8-Bit, so it's like I subconsciously shipped them already. (Case in point, Rico treats 8-Bit like a younger brother, but talks to Brock and there's a sense of respect because of how they met.)

But I'm not too sure what I'll do with them in the end- I don't like stifling characters, but at the same time I don't have a plan for them. So... we'll see? :3

Ship that is most misunderstood: 💢

Misunderstood, like a tortured artist, or like misinterpreted by the fandom?

In either case, a PSA:

Edgar doesn't have a crush on Emz, it's the Scarf that has a crush on Emz's Bandages. Or who knows, maybe Scarfy has a crush on Poco's Guitar. Or both.

(Only joking. I honestly think any shippy interpretation of that picture is fun :3 I've even talked about polyamorous Poco/Edgar/Emz with somebody.)

Ship that you have as an OTP: 🌹

*glances at your username* Can you guess? :3 Because Tiper is real, you know.

Like, man. Can I gush about these two? I can't say for sure what kickstarted my interest in them. Probably pieces of fan art here and there, and the canonical bit of them both liking to groove (shown individually).

And their interactions are like... Sweet.

In my main verse, Piper just does not take it easy. Tara gives the air of being a mysterious, important entity, and that's what gets Piper to talk to her in the first place. But she gradually slows down in matters like those because Tara's outlook in life is constant self-improvement. Honestly, Piper could stand to learn a thing or two... and Tara being happy gives me life.

I'd like to focus on them more... I have plans for them in one story as Misfortune Tara/Piper. Where their dynamic from the start is even sweeter, with no actual ulterior motives from either side. Agh, but why can't it just write itself? Smh.

Anyway Tiper has been mega real since 1965, maybe even sooner.

#Brawl Stars #Ask #Brock/Rico #Brock/Ricochet #Wrapped Up #Tiper #CW Romo Tara #CW Romo Piper #I'll come up with a ship name for Rico/Brock later :3 #Long Post

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tbr-agency · 3 years

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TIMELINE ― April 2021

CHARACTERS ― Bang Nara (The Bloody Roses), Bambam (Got7)

AUTHOR'S NOTE/WARNINGS ― Slight Angst. Nara neglects Bambam. Implied sex. Mention of The Bloody Roses. Mention of Yerina missing.

SUMMARY ― Bambam was surprised seeing Nara right in front of his doorstep, after 3 months not meeting each other due to his girlfriend's circumstances.

Chilling on his sofa with Pudding on his chest, Bambam was scrolling on his phone going to Instagram.

While scrolling through the explore page, one of the posts caught his attention.

It was a post of fan-compiled pictures of him and his girlfriend, during the days where both of them were working with his previous company.

Smiling to himself, Bambam noticed something. He was always smiling and pouting on almost all of the pictures.

Usually he would always have a poker-face when fans took his pictures previously.

Bambam can imagine that if it were taken now, him being in a new company, he would be making faces towards the camera with his girlfriend.

His smile suddenly turned into a sad one, after his fingers went to his girlfriends’ instagram profile.

Bambam honestly misses her. It’s been more than a month that they haven't seen each other.

Nara did visit him after she ended her long meeting with MMG, but since then, she didn’t visit him often. But Bambam is still grateful that she decided to often face-time him.

At the same time, he wanted her by his side physically.

“Are you free this week?”

“I’m sorry, Bam. Not this week. I have a meeting with Eunhee today.”

“Oh.. That’s okay then. I love you.”

“I love you too, Bam! I’ll call you after I finish the meeting okay?”

He still remembers his phone call with her last month, which kind of breaks his heart. He didn’t tell her honestly but he realized that Nara kind of neglected him.

Maybe it was just him, Bambam tried his best not to feel sad.

He knew she was busy with work. Ever since the contract between MMG and JYPE ended, the girls have been very busy.

His fingers lead him to his frequent calls, scrolling down to Nara’s name which was labelled ‘Love’ with a heart shape.

He was hesitant to press it, afraid that he would be disappointed if she didn’t answer his call.

This happens a few times and Bambam was obviously sad and disappointed whenever it happens.

He made his decision and when he was about to press onto her contact, the doorbell rang causing him to shriek slightly - which made the cat jump off from his chest.

“God!” Bambam clutch on his chest dramatically, throwing his phone aside while regaining his calm posture back.

Sighing slightly, Bambam went towards the security camera and his eyes went wide for a second. He had to lean forward to see the screen properly, seeing a familiar figure that he had always thought off.

Bambam didn’t hesitate to press the unlock button, rushing towards the door.

His heart started to race in nervousness as he sighed softly.

Twisting the doorknob, there stood the one that he had been waiting for, the one that he wished to see.

Bambam knows her very well by now, and judging from her facial expression, she wasn’t happy at all.

“I’m sorry.”

Both of them sat side-by-side, silence somehow echoed through the living room. Bambam was honestly surprised at how Nara had changed.

He was confused.

“Nara, I—

“I think I should be the one to apologize. I’m sorry for not calling you often. I know I didn’t give you enough attention, like I always do back when we were working together. I just realized it when the other girls somehow had their moments with their partners. I didn’t want to use work as an excuse, but it really is. God, I’m a bad girlfriend. I’m not surprised if you are mad at me. I can take—

By then Nara was already rambling and Bambam out of nowhere jumped onto Nara, causing both of them to fall onto the sofa. He engulfed her into a tight hug.

When Nara apologized, Bambam’s expression completely turned soft.

He has never met a girl who immediately apologized or admitted their wrongdoings.

Yes, Bambam knew she was 3 months late but Nara did apologize to him, face to face. If it was him, he wouldn’t have the nerve too.

He wouldn’t have the face too.

Bambam quietly had her head on top of his chest, him basically cuddling her while stroking the top of her head.

“You could have told me, babe. I prefer to know what’s going on rather than feeling a lot of emotions. I thought your feelings faded for me.”

Nara had a frown on her face, hearing how Bambam sounded, which was hurt. She immediately sat up from him, her face turning towards Bambam who was taken aback by her sudden movement.

What even got him more surprised is how her hands were cupping onto his cheeks, his eyes immediately went wide and his lips literally puck out in flusteredness.

He looked funny but Nara was too emotional to even see his mixed expressions.

“Bam, my feelings would never fade for you. Even if it did, there’s probably something wrong with me.” Nara whispered at the end before continuing.

“Again, I’m really sorry. I knows actions are better than words, I’m trying to—

Nara’s words were cut off with Bambam abruptly pushing her back, his lips crashing onto hers roughly.

Hearing from Bambam’s seductive moan and him somehow pulling onto her shirt, Nara knew where this leads to and knowing she would have to sleep-over his apartment.

Changed into a more comfortable clothing which Nara wore Bambam’s clothes, laughters were filled in the dining table minutes later with different types of food on the table which made Bambam feel twice as happy as usual.

His girlfriend is finally in front of him, indulging onto his favorite food.

He gets double the happiness.

Since Bambam wanted to know what was going on with Nara’s life, she literally told him from the start then to the end, including what she had felt for the past few months - they were mostly happiness and worries.

Now Bambam felt bad for not spamming her, all this while he thought she had it easy after her group had ended contract with JYPE.

“Now I feel really bad. I’m sorry, baby. Now I am the bad boyfriend.” Bambam pouted, although he sounded like he was joking, he really did feel bad.

To sum it up from Nara’s explanation, Eunhee had made her own agency at the same time, making a separate agency building from MMG. Basically for the whole 3 months, the girls had moved all their things from their own office to the new building.

Till now, they were still ‘decorating’ the new agency building and what’s more chaotic is that Ahrin and Eunhee had asked these girls if they wanted to move out of their old shared-house.

Chaotic because they had asked the girls in a last-minute situation where everyone is having their own breaks - except for some of the girls who are helping Eunhee on a specific task.

So far, Ahrin and Eunhee are staying in the new shared house.

Haejin and Yeonji are currently staying in their parents’ house for their break.

Chaeun and Hyunji currently are somewhere in England right now, for their specific mission. Nara too is helping them but she was being told to work from home - which now she is currently staying with her parents’.

“...What is this specific task? It sounded serious since Hyunji had to go too. I mean usually Chaeun noona would always go alone…” Bambam commented, while having a spoonful bite of his Tom Yum Koong.

Nara sighed, putting down her chopsticks. “I don’t know if you know this but Eunhee is adding a member into our team which I am completely fine with and I am happy because the girls know this specific person.”

“Oh! I didn’t know Eunhee noona was planning to add a new member to the team! But if you say you are fine by it, your face says otherwise…?” Bambam tilted his head slightly, leaning forward as he was very curious.

“...The problem is.. We don’t know where she is currently.”

Bambam’s eyes went somehow wide, somehow too into the conversation.

To him, it was as if they were solving a case.

“Well.. where is she now?” Bambam questioned thrillingly, earning a giggle from Nara. Her eyes travelled towards her phone that was on the side.

“....England. I had a tracker on Chaeun and Hyunji, and they found out that Yerina is somewhere in Oxford. It was weird because she turned off her own tracker right after Chaeun called her number.. Yerina was handling a case there..” Nara muttered the last part.

All employees in MMG had a tracker with them, be it when they are having a break or they are on a mission - although in others’ perspective it's kind of dangerous, this was the safest way of finding the specific employees.

Once the tracker has been deactivated, MMG will immediately know since they tracked all of their employees regularly.

“Do you think something might have happened to her? I know Yerina, we trained together and we know her habits. It’s weird for her to turn it off although she is rebellious sometimes but she is smart enough to think.” Nara questioned worryingly toward Bambam.

Bambam knew how the girl was feeling. Out of nowhere, Bambam cupped her hands, his thumb stroking the top of her hand.

“I know you are worried, I would be worried too if one of the hyungs went missing out of nowhere, but I trust Chaeun noona and Hyunji. Come on, we both know how good they are! All of the noonas plus you and Hyunji are aces on finding people! And I’m sure the new member are somewhere, we just don’t know where she is.” Bambam reassured her, him sounding serious this time - his fingers intertwined with Nara’s causing her to feel warm on her cheeks.

Nara forgets that Bambam would always do this when she is worried.

She didn’t know what to say, because she was too lost in his eyes.

“Yah! Stop staring! You’re making me blush!” Bambam immediately noticed this, his hands already touching his cheeks making Nara to giggle.

A satisfying sigh came from Nara as her eyes went back to Bambam. “I don’t deserve you, Bam. You are so precious.”

Bambam’s smile grew wide, leaning forward as he had his hands to support himself to give a peck on Nara’s lips since she was at the opposite.

“Don’t say that, Nara. We have gone through a lot and I’m not going to waste it in a small misunderstanding! You are precious to me too and after today, I’m going to be extra attentive towards you!”

This time, Nara’s smile out of nowhere showed itself - knowing that it was a genuine smile.

“I love you, Bambam.”

Bambam couldn’t describe how happy he is, it’s been awhile that they said ‘I love you’s to each other that Bambam can’t help but to feel extremely shy and blushy.

“I love you too, Nara. Not a pun from Jackson’s hyungs song but, I love you three thousand.” Bambam joked at the end, while wiggling his eyebrows which made Nara to chuckle seeing how silly he is.

Just when Nara was about to stand up, her phone had a notification sound - a different one.

Her lockscreen showed a message.

Chaewidow

We found Rina and you might need to call for backup, because she isn't alone.

The new member of The Bloody Roses!

masterlist : Got7 Bodyguard Au

#got7 scenarios #newest member : rina #yerina isabella #got7 imagines #got7 bodyguard au #got7 au #got7 bambam scenarios #got7 bambam imagines

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bubbyleh · 4 years

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I See La Vie en Rose - Chapter 2

Tommy texting moments.

Chapter 2: Texts From Heaven, Today!

Tommy: Hey there! It’s me, the guy from the park. I didn’t introduce myself yesterday, so my name’s Tommy :)

With a sigh, Tommy places his phone back down on his desk. It took him ten minutes to come up with that text, but now that it’s finally done, he can focus on today’s work! He picks up a paper, ready to get started on reading some prayers.

After two seconds of reading, Tommy’s phone buzzes. He has to physically stop himself from reaching out for it because he already fell behind on work yesterday. If he lets himself get distracted today, things might get a little fucky down on Earth.

But… what if it’s Darnold?

Just the thought of that is enough to convince Tommy to check.

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Tommy doesn’t have to check to know that they’re all pictures of Joshua. Every so often Gordon spams them all with Josh pics, and while Tommy loves the kid, he’d rather drop in for a visit than have his phone blown up. He sees Joshua practically every day, the cloud they live on isn’t that big!

Dang, he regrets teaching everyone how to use phones.

While Tommy’s clearing his notifications, another message comes in.

Darnold Pepper: Hi Tommy! Darnold Pepper: How are you doing?

Ack! Tommy feels a heart attack coming, and he’s technically immune to those!

Tommy: I’m doing good! :D Getting some work done. What about you?

While Darnold types out his reply, Tommy looks back to the prayer he’s received. It’s just a kid who wants help finding their lost pencil. He can’t help but smile a little at that. With a kiss (not a necessary step, but Tommy likes to think it adds a little extra luck), Tommy folds the paper. It begins to glow as he drops it out his window, down towards the Earth.

Darnold Pepper: That’s good to hear! I’m actually also supposed to be doing work, but then you texted me!

All the prayers serve to do is add a little bit of luck. Increases your odds. There’s no way Tommy can get through every prayer that comes in on any given day, but he supposes that’s how the system balances itself out.

Tommy: Oh, I didn’t mean to bother you! You can get back to work, and we can text later :(

Tommy reads another prayer. Someone wants to find their way to the cloud. No. Denied. Mortals aren’t allowed up here for a reason. He balls the paper up and tosses it aside, secure in the knowledge it will disappear once tomorrow begins.

Darnold Pepper: You’re not bothering me! Darnold Pepper: Actually, do you want to hear about what I’m doing? It sounds weird, but talking to you yesterday actually helped.

That’s not surprising, though it was unintended. People tend to take Tommy’s title as God of Discovery quite literally, though anyone who does their research into the Gods would know that his power tends to extend a little bit into the metaphorical and intangible, such as inspiration and research.

Tommy: Go ahead! I’m reading your texts between tasks. :)

Darnold Pepper: Okay. Darnold Pepper: You know how we talked about soda yesterday? Darnold Pepper: Well I want to make one. But it’s going to be really special! Darnold Pepper: See, I have a background in potion-making, and I think soda is great. So I thought, why not combine them? Darnold Pepper: The hard part is mostly figuring out how to get a good taste AND a good effect.

Tommy’s eyes are blown wide, but honestly he feels it’s justified.

Tommy: Are you serious!?

Darnold Pepper: Is it a bad idea?

Tommy: No! It’s amazing! It’s an incredible idea! Tommy: Using alchemy in sodas could be so useful! Like if you’re really tired after working out! Or if you spend a late night working! :D Tommy: How has nobody thought of this before? Regular potions taste like crap!

Darnold Pepper: Well, that’s the hard part.

Hard part, huh? Tommy has a feeling he can help with that.

Tommy: Do you ever, um… Tommy: Ask people for help?

Darnold Pepper: Oh! Er. Darnold Pepper: Not really. I don’t know a lot of people who COULD help, you know? Darnold Pepper: Sometimes when I start the day, I pray? It sounds kind of weird, but praying to the God of Discovery kind of makes me feel like I might get it today?

Praying to…

Darnold’s been praying to Tommy? Aw, dang. Tommy can feel his entire face heat up. He even knows he can pray to him for ideas!

Darnold Pepper: Sorry, that’s stupid. Darnold Pepper: Wait. Were you asking to help me?

Tommy’s too flustered to even think about what he says next.

Tommy: Yes! Tommy: And it’s not stupid! >:(

Darnold Pepper: Well, I mean… Darnold Pepper: It hasn’t really gotten me anywhere.

Oh this guy! Tommy’ll show him! All he has to do is… ignore everyone else in the whole world and sort through his giant pile of prayers until he finds Darnold’s. Which he knows for a fact the others will chide him for.

Hm.

“Sunkist!” Tommy calls out, and he can hear her stir downstairs. Then, the sound of her scaling the stairs that wind around their tower-like residence, and finally, she makes her way to the top floor, Tommy’s workroom.

“Hey, Sunkist.” He pats her head, because she’s a good girl. “You remember- you remember that guy we met yesterday?”

Sunkist does a soft woof, which Tommy knows to be an affirmative.

“Well.” Tommy fidgets with his fingers. Damn it, where did he leave his stim bracelets again? He eyes the pile of prayers, an ever-growing stack of paper. “Do you think you could find his prayer in here for me?”

Sunkist looks at the papers in the center of the room. Then she looks back at Tommy.

“Please?”

Sunkist doesn’t move.

Tommy sighs. “We’ll- we’ll go to the nice pet store we like. And I’ll get you a new chew toy! A- a big one!”

That seems to do it for her. Sunkist begins sniffing around the pile, circling a few times before she unexpectedly dives in. Tommy laughs at her, turning back to his phone as he does so.

Tommy: Anyway Tommy: Do you want me to help out? Tommy: I’m not always going to be available :( I have a job and all. Tommy: But! You could say I have “pretty lax hours” Tommy: So it’ll be often! :)

Sunkist emerges from the pile with a paper in her mouth. Tommy pets her for a job well-done, taking the paper as Sunkist wags her tail. He also picks up a few that his dog managed to trail behind her, because he really should get back to work.

Tommy reads Darnold’s prayer.

I pray for the knowledge to make potions taste like something a human could willingly ingest.

Tommy takes a picture of that, for his own sake. Then, he kisses the paper, folds it, and drops it out of his window. He watches as the shimmering disappears, because… that felt good. Better than almost any other prayer had.

Weird. Tommy was more used to feeling happiness about his luck granting a while after the fact.

Darnold Pepper: I’d be honored for you to work with me. Darnold Pepper: And don’t worry about scheduling! Just text me when you’re available, and if I’m not making potions, we can at least hang out. Darnold Pepper: :)

Tommy: Cool! Tommy: I REALLY should start working again, haha. Tommy: My coworkers make fun of me when I fall behind :/

Darnold: That’s fine! We can start talking again later. Darnold: Oh I just realized. Darnold: What do you do for work, Tommy?

Crap. Uh.

Tommy: Just boring office stuff. Tommy: You wouldn’t really be interested.

#hlvrai #half life vr but the ai is self aware #sodashipping #god au #tommy coolatta #darnold #my writing #i see la vie en rose #hlvrai gods au

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btsandvmin · 4 years

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Collection of asks 2 - BTSandVMIN

I had to make a second one because the length of the first one was getting way too long. If you are curious about some of my older asks here is the link to my first collection post - Collection of asks - BTSandVMIN

I have this post because I feel some of the asks I answer are worth saving, for me personally, and perhaps for you as well. But I don’t want to put them all in my Masterpost where I want to keep it a bit more structured for my longer posts and analysis. So for asks that are more about answering specific questions or about general things or my feelings I will put them here.

Asks are written more in the moment than my usual posts, so they might be less accurate as it’s all mostly from the top of my head. The newest ones will actually be on top, and then they will get older going down the list. I’ll update it regularly as I answer more asks. :)

Look at jhope's interaction with maknae line

Sorry for spamming with asks

You're so right about how any ship can be possible if you focus on it

I reject any idea of a couple being pushed to protect another

What do you think of vmin’s busan forehead kiss?

About tae changing the choreo of fake love

What do you think of that famous ji/kook trip together ?

"Friends" doesn't speak about a friendship to me and the title seems like a way to "hide" the true meaning. Thoughts?

I honestly do feel his "best" friend is only ever needed when it's convenient to him

When j/k wore matching shirts asked them something like are u guys dating Its so differnt from his rn to vmin

Looking at th and jm for what they are or represented to be their bond shouldn't be taken at face value. Just reminding that jealousy amongst bandmates do exist

Jimin kissed tae on the pretext of kissing tanny. tae blanked out for a few secs after that

Jin in Jimins Festa profile this yr called Tae his "Bf" and then the next word is "best friend"

I dont think vmin or any other ship in bts for that matter are in any form of relationship right now.

Kind of agree with vmin not spending much time together outside of work & things they do/say barely even give off that "possibly a couple" vibe in general

IF feelings are involved, who do you think fell first and why?

You already said that you ship them, but do you think that they're real?

I found it kinda weird how jimin apparently "didn't know" 4 o'clock was inspired by him

Have u seen that one radio interview in the past Th openly called out jm for liking men?

We never see them hangout tgt I mean we have seen ji/kook tgt more often and tae with his wooga squad

What did you think about jimin playing the video game using tae's acc while the latter looked from behind?

When tae posted 'lets keep going for a long time i only have u' they probably only knew e/o for about 2 yrs and now we also know that at that time they still argued and fought with e/o alot. Yet they felt so strongly for their frienship.

What are your thoughts about tae choosing " my time " to recommend it to a non army.

If we look at their personalities tae is more of introverted and shy these days while jimin is more outgoing and loud. But when it comes the them jimin is always the one who seems cautious

Is it my imagination or is Jimin VERY loud lately? I feel like the roles have somehow been reversed.

The timeline of the dumpling incident really confuses me.

Why do i feel like vmin dont hangout outside of work anymore

Just read your ji/kook vs vmin post regarding festa and I agree. you can tell that jm gets very serious when it comes to tae

A possible sexual relationship between Jimin and Tae. I've seen subtle hints where this might be happening behind the scenes like the recent bang bang con

Whenever joon says stuff like 'what a nice friendship/bcoz he is your friend' vmin have a very neutral or blank face

When do you think their friendship turned into something more?

Did u see how tae coloured jimin's name on the soft board with purple.

Jimin recently in this festa says jk is his soul brother

Nj nearly always tries to underplay vmin's bond.

Sweet Night: “Sharing my fragile truth That I still hope the door is open Door'

I feel like jimin was reluctant to talk about the dumpling incident probably bcoz it involves him getting drunk?

Your opinion on the whole "that's smth a couple would do" "you two look like a couple" for ji/kook vs "it's cause he's your friend "

What ur opinion is on the new kdrama that is based on homosexuality.

Tae has many a times mentioned wanting to have kids or wanting to be father.

Taehyung has always talked about having a family, children and wife etc.

I personally feel the maknae line in general have been advised not to do lives alone tgt bcoz of the intense shipping

I spend hours reading your posts and I could never get tired of it

I have a doubt about vmin recently V is so close to JK it seems like V avoiding jimin

Taehyung talked about the movie Call Me by Your Name and its soundtrack

I honestly like how unpopular vmin are.

Let's say JM and TH have other partners - do you think said partners would be okay with a whole song of vmin declaring each other as soulmates?

In the end there is no moment that is unique to a ship. do you agree?

Some vlives are arranged by the company and sometimes members themselves when the find free time they go live.

What was the point of making a decision tght to come on vlive tgh infront of the fan to then not do it?

It cant be the company stopping v and jm from doing a live can it?

Do you the think the reason vmin dont do vlive is because taehyung's feelings are one sided?

Theory on a possible reason on why vmin has not gone to do a vlive on their own for so long?

On bon voyage 3 j hope mentions how v and jk were hugging each other in their sleep.

Ji/kook is obvious (ear nibble) and Tae reacting blank to Vmin moments

But why they dont have funny bro handshake like v/kook?

You are so delusional like seriously how do you function in real life

You know how vmin called eo soulmates. The term can also be taken in a platonic way too right

If there’s a real ship in bts, can you give me your opinion on who?

Tae kissing jimin's cheek after they won an award in some music show (About ship edits)

I think vmin is real. Can you do a Sweet night analysis because in my opion the song dosen't match with the drama

Why are you a Vmin shipper if you don't think Jimin is gay or at least bisexual?

I don't blame V and Jimin for not doing Vlive together

You know that blurry picture of vmin in 2014?

Tae and jk seem like the members who are most non straight to u and also that jimin might be straight so then isnt it more possible for t**k***k to be the couple?

Do you think that vmin are straight?

Can you tell me what makes you think jk is not straight

Ppl connect sweet night and 4 o' clock with vmin After tae's live yesterday n i m also seeing some ppl being offended by it.

Why do I sense that Tae has more of crush on Jimin (and realized it) but Jimi is oblivious?

Will you still publish that long vmin and lgbt in korea analysis.

Even namjoon said they should go live to discuss about their song.

I dont really consider minjoon vlive as one they did themselves. it was mostly organised by the company

Maknae line avoid vlives and its really weird that jimi would do it with rm but not tae

Shouldnt it be easy for them to go live tght than anyone else?

Tae is very reluctant or scared to do a vlive with jimin

In the past month when vmin did mention about the song they just made superficial comments

Hi 💙 do you write vmin fics?

I also feel that jm is nervous to talk about the song even though he said he will in the comeback show

If jimin doesn't go live today as well maybe we can get a vmin live?

Vmin antis say vmin are not friends irl and use the fact that they are never spotted hanging out offscreen as "proof"

Will you do a Vmin throwback - 2019?

Can we even be considered delulu anymore for thinking not all of this is a coincidence?

Sweet night doesn't really fit the couple relationship in the drama

What do you mean when you say 'not being delulu'?

I dont know why after listening to sweet night i feel very nervous?

Maybe the lyrics to SN are very well just about the drama/webtoon.

Do you think the songs lie and stigma are related ?

Namjoon talking about Friends 2 - Making excuses

Namjoon talking about Friends 1 - Can’t write about them

About the “Hello my alien” line in Friends

Do you think they gone do fansing this period of promoting?

Jm said when he wants to make and gift a song if he finds someone he loves and he actually helped write n produce the melody of chingu

Omg Ive been crying over the vmin song lyrics ever since they came out.

Thoughts about the song and what you took out of it

Its not a light hearted thing to call each other soulmate

This kind of debunks the christmas song theory… i feel sad like they are commercialising their friendship

Jimin is partly involved in the making and it will be about Jimin and Tae’s bond

I fear that vmin will become the next larry

Chrismats song, smile awards. Arent those awards previously decided and even the words written for them by the company?

I was wondering if you're going to write something about bv4 and all the vmin we got there

Do you think that vmin say they love each other truly or for fan service?

Recently i watched a vkook video to compare

Do you know how exactly vmin met?

Whenever I do get the chance to focus on Vmin it’s usully one of three things

At the airport Tae had his arm around Jimin's shoulder but removed it quickly when they arrived in front of the cameras.

I don’t care if people don’t ship Vmin romantically. But with Vmin doing things like this you can’t really blame us if we do.

I got a looooot of asks on the Christmas song and I will adress the ones I have left all in one go

The reaction in bv was probably cause he wants to visits there and jm got there first

Vmin talked about tannie and how they went to visit tannie at tae's parents house

Just do it how you feel comfortable, we are waiting for your analysis

What video is the gif you post with this : Jimin and V talking about going to the Sapporo snow festival and playing in the snow together

This break was an opportunity for them to be around other friends and family so maybe they just wanted to spend this time apart

Do you really think vm are soulmates? Sometimes i feel like we might be over using this word for them

Once again thank you for all the asks you send! And also sorry for not being able to keep up and answer them all. I’ll try to answer some old ones as well whenever I can, and I will keep adding some of them to this list. I hope you found something interesting. Thanks for reading!

#vmin #vmin analysis #btsandvmin #Btsandvmin ask #btsandvmin masterpost #vmin masterpost #Btsandvmin answer #95z is love #my post #keep loving vmin

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purgatorys-fallen-angel · 5 years

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Dean’s DIY Snow Globe

SPN Adventcalender – Day 1: Snow Globe

Pairing: Dean Winchester/Castiel

Summary: Cas does not understand the need for Christmas decorations. At least that is what Dean thinks. Accordingly, he finds himself rather surprised when said angel is sad about the lack of decorations and “Christmas feelings”. But Dean wouldn’t be Dean if he wasn’t about to change that.

Notes: First attempt at writing destiel :D I don’t know yet if I keep going. And I’m a bit late, sorry :’)

Warnings: None. Fluff, if any.

Word Count: 839

Tag: @notfunnydean

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/21647017

“Dean?”

Dean looked up from the laptop screen to meet big blue eyes that were filled with – concern? Straightening up in his chair, Dean turned to fully look at Cas. “What’s wrong?”

“It is Christmas time. Right?” Cas tilted his head and eyed Dean, then their surroundings.

“Yeees…?” Dean leaned back again and relaxed, the worry fading and being replaced with confusion. “Why?”

“Why don’t you decorate? As far as I noticed, humans seem to be very fond of Christmas decorations.” When Dean didn’t immediately answer, Cas squinted at him and took a step closer.

“That’s…” not something he had thought about a lot. But of course, Cas would notice the lack of decoration in their bunker. Dean just hadn’t thought that the angel cared about something like that, let alone consider it odd that the brothers had chosen not to put up any decorations at all. “Well, some people like to do it, some not. Why do you ask?”

Cas pursed his lips and tilted his head to the other side. “Then why is it, that you l i s t e n to Christmas music?”

“Because I don’t have a choice. That’s what the radios do, these days, they spam you with Christmas songs until you can’t hear them anymore.” Dean muttered and turned his attention back to his laptop, hoping that they could switch topic or end the conversation.

“You could easily change channels.”

He should have seen that coming. “Cas.” He breathed and looked at him, trying to somehow communicate to him that he just wanted to be left alone.

“It looks… cold.” It was supposed to be a blank statement, but Dean noticed how disappointed it sounded and immediately felt bad. He drummed his fingers on the table as he watched Cas leave the room and then looked back at the screen in front of him. Had it been disappointment or sadness? Should he go and buy decorations? He opened a new tab and scrolled through amazon to see if they had any usable and tolerable stuff. Skipping the usual way-over-the-top stuff, he sighed and leaned back. It was either too expensive to spend money on, or it was nothing he’d be able to face every day until Christmas eve. And there was no way he’d place a singing reindeer or anything similar to that in their bunker. He closed amazon and instead browsed pinterest for other ideas, hoping to find something that was easy enough to do but also “Christmas enough” for Cas. Usually, Dean wouldn’t use pinterest. It was weird and annoying and he still didn’t know how exactly it worked. But sometimes it could be very useful, especially when looking for inspiration for something. He typed in “Christmas decorations” and scanned the results. It took forever to find an idea that he liked and wanted to try because he thought it might be doable, so he got up to find all the supplies he needed. They had empty jars in the kitchen, he just had to clean them. The scissors and glue were in one of the other rooms and he could use one of his white shirts and paper for the rest. He sat in his room and started working.

It was aggravating and took forever, but after several failed attempts Dean finally managed to put the pieces together. He was glad that he hadn’t chosen to use water like the manual suggested. He had simply decided to glue everything to the jar cap and cut small pieces out of his shirt to simulate snow. It didn’t quite look like the picture on pinterest, but Dean was kind of satisfied with the result. It was a small snow globe with a snowman. A weirdly shaped snowman, but it was recognizable, after all. He turned it around to see if everything – besides the “snow” – was sticking to the ground and sighed in relief when it did. Perfect. Now he just had to give it to Cas without making it look awkward. He got up and walked down the hallway, trying to be quiet enough so Cas wouldn’t hear him. Maybe that just made him more suspicious, because the moment he stopped in front of Cas’ door, it swung open and blue squinty eyes stared at him. “Dean?”

“Uhhhm….” Dean awkwardly tried to hide the snow globe behind his back. “Hi Cas. How’re ya doin’?” If he hadn’t been suspicious up until now, he sure as hell was now. At least Cas’ stare intensified and he tilted his head again, obviously trying to read Dean. It made Dean uncomfortable.

“Here.” He pushed the snow globe into Cas’ hand and turned to leave, hurrying back to his room. He thought he heard a ‘thank you’ but decided that that had just been his imagination.

The next morning, when Dean came into the kitchen, he saw Cas sitting at the table with the snow globe placed in front of him, a happy smile set firmly on his lips. “It is beautiful. Thank you, Dean.”

#spnadventcalendar2019 #destiel #destiel fanfic #dean winchester #castiel #spn #supernatural #snow globe #christmas fluff #fluff #and not fluff #because dean is awkward

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queensgaybeach1d · 5 years

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Hiya love, how are you? Lately I've been thinking a lot about Larry and all the other 1D ships. I know it's very possible that Larry is real, there are so many facts that hint to it being real, but 1D doesn't really exist anymore and the boys moved on. We haven't seen H and L in the same room since Lou's X Factor performance in 2016. I don't know if they really could sneak around without being seen considering how famous they are. [1] tbc

[2] And as much as I love the idea of Larry being a thing I still have my doubts. Babygate has been going on for 4 years now, it’s hard to believe that Louis would fake paternity for so long. Maybe he just fucked up and drunkenly hooked up with Briana, resulting in her getting pregnant? And the older Freddie gets the more he looks like Louis (I know you don’t believe this, trust me I don’t want to believe it either). tbc

[3] This whole thing just messes with my head. I miss fetus Larry when they openly joked around with each other and randomly hugged each other. But as the years went on they interacted with each other less. Harry went out with beautiful women, Louis has been in longterm relationships (fake or not doesn’t matter) and they don’t even acknowledge each other anymore. How can I still believe in them after everything that happened since 1D went on hiatus? tbc

[4] Ugh I’m just so frustrated. Sorry for spamming your inbox, I hope you don’t mind. I just needed to get this off my chest. Have a nice day! xoxo

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Hi my rose,

How are you? I am doing fine. My apologies for not answering your question as soon as possible. I just saw it in my inbox. ;)

My heart just broke in two pieces when you wrote that 1D have moved on and are not together, they are, love. I definitely think they will reunite within the next two/three years and not for a final performance, but as the gorgeous band they are.

I do not think you (and many more people) understand how sly the media actually is. So If you are okay with it I will give you a few examples. When Louis travels to visit his sisters in Doncaster, where are our pictures? Nowhere to be seen. When Louis travels with is beard, where are the pictures? Everywhere, plus a double doses of headlines the next day. Louis went to an animal sanatorium with his sisters. Tons of people go there, why did the paparazzi not picture him there? Back in 2012 Louis and Eleano were ‘visiting’ (stunting) Disneyland. There was even a video of some bodyguards telling girls to stop taking pictures. Still, we got tons of hq paparazzi pics from them in Disneyland. Where is the privacy then? They try to make them look all private, but they ruin it on the other side again. Lots of people go to the animal sanatorium too, but no fan gave their location, no fan took a picture and no paparazzi was there.

People call paparazzi, because of money. They want to show off a certain brand or they want to be seen in public with someone else to get relationship rumors spread about them. All of this happens. There was even this one paparazzi picture in which Louis looked so cute and next to him there was a huge sign. On the sign was written that paps were not allowed in that area. I can not find the picture, right now but I will add it to the post if I find it. (I found it)

Moving on, there is something you also need to know. The celebrity does not hire the paparazzi in 1D’s case. The label does that, the boys told us themselves about their ‘freedom’. They could not dye their hair, be chubby and grow their facial hair. Think about this, do you genuinely think that the boys could and would call the paparazzi on themselves? They complain day and night about them and rightly so. The only celebrities who would do such a thing are The Kardashians.

So in short: they can move around in private without paparazzi following them. It happens daily. Where has Niall been this week? Did he not go outside? Yes he did, but no paparazzi was called on him. Imagine that in some different universe paparazzi would actually follow them everywhere, how about private doors, they could dress up as different people. There are endless possibilities, but still they get papped. That is not right.

Babygate is indeed going on for a long long time. People start to doubt it, something I indeed do not understand. I have made a post about it too. I do not think you should think something is real because it lasts so long, when there is proof that her bump is fake. That has been proven, multiple times. Why would she actually steal Amberfillerups pictures? If someone could please give me a solid answer to those question and more. Look love, Brianas whole pregnancy could have been real, but I would still not believe the kid is Louis’. I am not believing a man like Louis compared him to a dog, said he was not really excited with the baby etc.

Also love, it is not that I do not want to believe that Freddie ‘looks like him’. I just do not believe it, nor do I see it at all. It feels like you think that I am lying to myself, and believe me I am way to old to fool myself like that. Like, even if someone would point a gun to my head and tell me to believe it, I would still say ‘’No NO NO NO’’ it is just a big NO to me. I have not thought for a second that it was Louis’ baby, but I think it is difficult for you to understand it if you think these things are not possible. The kind of fear they put into you. You could check out my tag #pr industry or #music industry. Not to mention Louis not cooperating with the stunt at all.

Honey, stuff like this do not exist because he was joking. It exists because he is trying to tell them something. Everyone can literally see that this is a fake doll. Everyone. Remember that in 2012 a doll was also tossed on stage with ‘’Larry’s love child’’ on it and Louis did NOT toss it away. He put it next to him without reassuring it was a fake doll, everyone can see that. He also wore a MJ shirt for a teaser. The shirt has something to do with Billy Jean.

I miss 2011/2012 1D more and more each day. They were pure and real. It is unfortunate and weird that they can not do that stuff in public anymore. That can never ever happen because of the Larry rumors. I do think you know how I debunk those fake relationships that is why I did not go to much into it.

The answer to your question is quite easy, my love. Look between the lines. There have been gorgeous 2019 Larry moments. If you would like to check it out: https://queensgaybeach1d.tumblr.com/post/185227803529/a-lot-of-people-have-been-saying-larry-broke-up

We indeed do not see them in public anymore, but patience is the key to all you want right? Just have patience and everything will be fine. That we do not see something does not mean that it is not there. We just see the part they (the label) want us to see.

It is okay, love. There is no need to worry. It is totally okay to ask me stuff like this. I love answering your questions. I hope you will have a nice week, my love. Thank you so much for the question, love. ;)

Little gift: If you know the history behind this picture, you are a blessed soul. If you do not know it you are still a blessed soul. (I would never want to wish someone a bad thing).

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bangtan-spells · 6 years

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Yoongi Scenario: Cherry Blossom Girl.

Request: Artist oc and photographer yoongi(both are famous on instagram) in which oc liked on one of yoongis pic and yoongi started to stalk on oc's instagram then he just start spamming on oc's instagram post with likes because he thought it was very nice. Oc then dm yoongi and they started talking and stuff?

Genre: Fluff.

-Who is that?-

Yoongi felt his heart stopping and he clutched the phone to his chest glaring at the individual that had just interrupted him in his everyday ritual, to not say stalking session.

-Oh the cherry blossom girl- Hoseok answered to himself which made Yoongi glare harder.

-Why do you ask then?- he barked relaxing his posture. His flatmate sat beside him with phone in hand as well. Yoongi resumed what he was doing, staring down at your recent instagram posts.

He had found your instagram a few months ago in someone’s likes or in recommendations, he couldn't be too sure. He usually didn’t follow pages like yours, a mix of classic dance photographs with the life style that job required, you were both a dancer and a model and he could agree in the undeniable artistry of your work, it wasn’t just the thing he’d browse on the internet.

But as he had very randomly looked at a few pictures of yours he realized there was something that caught his eye. At first the cohesive way you displayed your photos, the high quality of your pictures. Then he started to realize it was your eyes that had caught him, bright and somehow flirty even if you didn’t look directly to the camera, in other pictures it was your smile, full of that something that just made people turn their heads to stare at. Your instagram id was DanceNBloom, not so much about cherry blossoms, but as you had several photos with or of cherry blossoms trees Yoongi had that secret nickname for you, and of course his little shit of a flatmate knew. Just yesterday you had posted a picture of you drinking coffee on a cup with cherry blossoms design, it had to mean something to you and that intrigued him as well as everything else.

He wasn’t a people photographer but he sometimes found himself wanting to photograph you, sometimes and more often than not he wondered who was your photographer.

-She is pretty cute- Hoseok continued making Yoongi turn to him to realize the little shit was also scrolling your instagram.

-What the fuck?- Yoongi smacked him and Hoseok laughed loudly.

-Calm down, I'm just checking out her posts-

-Don't-

Hoseok laughed again, somewhat amused of his friend outburst of jealousy, Yoongi was a cold person in general so seeing him like that wasn’t an everyday thing. -Easy, I'm not doing anything, but, I got to ask when will you?-

-When will I what?-

-Do something-

Yoongi sighed. He would be lying if he said he had not thought about getting to know you, but knowing himself he didn’t think how that could be possible. -Like what?-

Hoseok cleared his throat which made Yoongi roll his eyes, he was seriously taking advice over this?

-I'd say like a couple pictures of her, that way she knows you are interested in her, then you DM her-

-Bah- Yoongi sighed going to the balcony to light a cigarette. He decided to check out his own posts, his recent photograph was of an old door he had found in the outskirts of the city and it was receiving a lot of attention. He was recently a bit obsessed with doors which was both weird and cool at the same time. That’s when he realized you were there, in his activity. Yoongi almost dropped the cigarette and he saw your user name as you had given a like to his recent post.

It didn’t mean anything, thousands of people left likes on his photos, but Yoongi felt prouder about this one now. In some kind of rush he tapped the screen to go to your profile again, he felt a bit unsure but muttering a what the hell he tapped twice on a picture of you surrounded by flowers. He really liked that one as the shades of pink made perfect contrast with your black dress, you stared at the camera dreamily and Yoongi couldn’t help but think to capture that with his own len. He tapped on the next one as he scrolled down, to then give like to another in which the sun created a perfect shadow of your profile while you did a ballet posture. You had an eye for pictures, that was to not say he had his eye on you, a thing that was hard to deny when he came to realize he had just spammed you with likes.

-Shit- he cursed throwing the rest of the cigarette away to catch Hoseok staring at him. -What?-

-Are you ok?-

-Yeah- he lied, he felt like he had screwed up somehow.

-It will go well if you do it like I told you, just… don’t be creepy, no offense hyung but I know you can be a little bit creepy sometimes-

Yoongi scoffed not looking at Hoseok but the sight of the city before him, that warning came a little too late.

It was night, after a whole day of editing Yoongi laid down on his bed to find himself on instagram again, your instagram. He was thinking if he should really do this and if so what he could say, would you have something to talk about? did you want that? It was too frustrating thinking, but then you seemed to be into photography, that could be a start. Yoongi cursed and thought the words, just a greeting and then see how it went from there, it shouldn’t have to be a big deal, if you didn’t like it then to hell, he’d move on, it wasn’t a big deal.

Then he saw the new notifications and for a moment he thought he had sent the message without even realizing it. But no, it was your name written there, you had talked to him. You had actually DM him first.

DanceNBloom: Hey, you have a nice page too

Yoongi’s heart started to go faster and he recriminated at himself for it, why was he being so nervous over this? he felt like a freaking boy with a crush. Yoongi inhaled and stared at the message thinking what to answer, like the man he was.

MYGVision: Hey, you have nice taste

He stared at it, waiting. And then he panicked, maybe you thought he was referring to his own instagram when he was talking about your posts. -Shit- now you were going to think he was arrogant, which wasn't entirely a lie but still.

MYGVision I mean your pics, really nice

You bit your lip as you re read the conversation, or what you had sent so far. You had been a little nervous to actually talk to him but it was all going good. He thought it was nice, but just nice?

You rolled in bed and thought about what to respond. He was such a professional and recognized photographer, what could you say to him?

You had been following Yoongi’s page for quite some time, and in that time you had realized you weren’t just a fan of his fine work, but you actually found him hot. He almost never posted a photo of himself but he had some, you had scrolled down his whole instagram and then went on to his website to check out his work, and that face. Yoongi had a cool expression in the few photos of him you had seen, almost serious, he looked like the type who smiled only when he truly meant it and that made him seem twice attractive to you. So much you had actually talked to him.

-But he started it- you told yourself smiling at the thought of the shower of likes he had given you, almost lost in all the other notifications you received, but you had seen it.

DanceNBloom Thanks, I like your posts too, specially the work you do with shadows, kind of obsessed with them recently.

Yoongi chuckled reading, so you had recent obsessions just like him. He licked his lips and tipped his answer

MYGVision Shadows are quite interesting, not always easy to come accurate in photo, depending of the effect you want… But I see you have done several, they are good

You beamed at his answer, for some reason prouder of your posts, so much you went to check them out, like you wanted to see for yourself what he saw.

DanceNBloom Thanks, should I call you sunbae? lol

MYGVision Nah call me Yoongi, just Yoongi is ok

-Just Yoongi- you repeated out loud. This was going better than expected but now you didn’t know what to say. What were you doing talking to this guy like this? You wanted to keep talking but you felt shy all of the sudden. So after a bit of thought you sent him a smiley emoticon and waited, if he kept talking it meant he was interested, if not then you should just leave it.

Yoongi waited for your answer, he was growing frustrated and nervous seeing you didn’t say anything, and then you just sent an emoticon. What that meant? Shouldn’t you be saying if he could call you by your name? Or something else? With that he thought you didn’t want to keep talking. But Yoongi wasn’t good with that. -Shit-

He wasn’t the best at getting to know people but he believed he could put himself out there for a change. So he was going to do something and if you answered the same way he’d leave it.

MYGVision Should I call you hoobae?

You jumped out of the bed out of emotion and nerves when he answered, and then you wanted to face palm, you hadn't said your introduction or anything. That’s why you were single, you were subtle and smooth with your dance moves, not so much at flirting or talking to a guy.

DanceNBloom You don’t have to lol sorry I’m a bit awkward sometimes, call me Y/N, just Y/N ;)

Yoongi smiled, the relief he felt was bigger than expected.

MYGVision Alright, nice to meet you. I take you live here in Seoul

DanceNBloom I do, so do you, right?

MYGVision Right, Y/N, I want to keep talking to you, is it ok to ask for your number?

Yoongi bit his lip and left the phone aside feeling way too nervous for what it was. It wasn’t the first time he flirted with a girl or asked for a number but he was feeling quite like it. He was regretting his decision at sending you that too fast but then he saw your number on the screen followed by something that got him too giddy, he thanked heaven he was alone of Hoseok would pester him for his huge smile for weeks.

DanceNBloom Add me, now you can give me all those photographs tips.

Yoongi added you and this time talked to your whatsapp, feeling that giddiness too big in him, you were smiling to the camera in your profile picture, the cherry blossoms adorning the background, like enhancing your beauty. Or maybe Yoongi just found you too gorgeous and he was being cheesy as fuck.

MYGVision Giving my tips would require coffee, or a few drinks if you want the extended advice.

DanceNBloom I agree, couldn’t it be any other way

Yoongi counted himself a victory after reading that. He was going to meet you, the girl he was crushing so hard to the point of giddy smiles and nervous talk, his cherry blossom girl.

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anonymouse-thoughts · 5 years

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Pets AU:

...To compile the rambles I subjected Gale to & the ones I restrained myself from spamming so I can torment the void instead of poor sweet Gale

Basically:

Mari’s a dog person

Adrien’s afraid of dogs

Kagami can be either dog or cat person, leaning more towards latter

If Félix is around he claims to dislike pets in general ( “Why would you willingly bring vermin into your home?” )

Mari ends up with a pissy street cat that has decided to adopt her. Mari pretends not to like having the cat around but secretly does

Chloe likes nontraditional pets that everyone things are weird

Dog ends up with one of the Rich Kids ™ because they’re the ones with yards / staff to take it on walks when they’re busy. Like Mari, the rich kids claim to be annoyed at having to deal with the dog and say they only keep it as a favor to Mari but secretly grow to love it

Alternatively, the dog is gotten when Mari finally gets her own apartment (shared dog-raising with pairing of choice)

Pet Preferences

Marinette:

THE dog person. Has wanted a dog since she was small. Has not been allowed to have a dog. Will jump a fence to chase after a dog and say hi to it. During night patrols she’ll swing down from the darkness and ask dog owners if she can pet their dogs. Has freaked a few civilians out. After all, no one expects a red-clad, polka dotted teenager to suddenly materialize in front of them, hanging upside down from a yoyo - especially not when said teenager is only supposed to show up to fight superpowered villains. She likes all dogs but loves big dogs. It’s mathematically preferable! You get more dog per dog if you have a big dog. She doesn’t count chihuahuas as dogs. And hairless dogs creep her out. Pugs are on thin ice - she’ll cuddle the ones that have been bred back into having healthy snouts. But she’d willingly die for a puppy of almost any breed. Dogs are admirable and will put others before themselves, though if you hurt them and push them far enough they’ll finally snap at you and good luck getting on their good side again. A dog that has judged you as Bad™ probably has a very good reason for doing so. In this way, stereotypical dog philosophy is very much like her own. Dogs are fun and always ready to go with the flow - given Mari’s impulsive tendencies (ADHD-ish behavior many times), active lifestyle (okay it’s more bc she’s a hectic mess but still), and love for the outdoors (it’s where she gets her best creative ideas), dogs are a match. Amongst the reasons she gives her parents while begging for a dog, she states that she loves cuddling big fluffs (Papas hugs were always her favorites and made her feel safe so her motto for cuddles is the bigger the better + her cat plushie is almost as big as her), she is definitely strong enough to handle a big dog (she carries bags of flour while helping out and probably those huge jugs of milk/cream AND we all know Sabine taught her how to kill defend herself), she has a strong enough personality to get a dog to listen (bc lbr when Mari gets down to business she is a force to be reckoned with), etc etc etc... Add to it that, although a badass, she’s pretty small and how can they not get her a big lovable dog? Right??? Alas, her mom has put down a very firm no.

Mari instead gets her puppy love by nicely pestering strangers to let her say hi to their floofs. It’s one of the reasons she’s late to class so often, even when she doesn’t sleep in. Prior to being LB she had a slightly better sleep schedule but still got caught up petting dogs in the morning and thus got to class late. Worth it though.

Local dog owners have started a LB tracking facebook to give a heads up because her random appearances have started to become a bit of a proble- wait, what,,,,, hey wait, no!, what the heck, where did you even come from,,,, there are no buildings to hang from over here, and this is private property,!,, wait no!,!!,,, that’s my dog bring it back!!!,

(She doesn’t actually steal any dogs. She’s very respectful and makes sure to ask if it’s okay to say hi before approaching. She’ll let the dogs sniff at her and then decide if they want to be friends or not. But the fb group’s there because she gets so excited and appears so suddenly that it does freak people out. After she realizes she’s scaring people she tries to get better about making herself known beforehand but with all her training to not be seen + the immediate impulse to snuggle cute puppies she sometimes forgets. )

Reporters have started bringing around dogs to try to get LB to stick around. It works... but she doesn’t answer questions because she’s too busy giving tummy rubs and kissies

Alya is constantly trying to walk dogs / dogsit in hopes of luring LB. Mari is more than happy to join in and help because that means free dog time. Alya is very frustrated that her stakeouts with Mari have never even once ended up with a Ladybug encounter. Mari considers humoring her but that would mean finding an excuse to leave the doggies and then change and then come back only to leave the doggies AGAIN so she could detransform and come back as herself. It was just too much time dog-less.

The people of Paris catch on to LB’s love of dogs and post pictures of their dogs with various “Thank you Ladybug!” posters like dog-shaming but altered to make LB happy. They’ll include things like “Avocado has been inspired by Ladybug to join the fight against Hawkmoth. He even managed to defeat a butterfly today! Granted, it was a regular non-magic one but you gotta start somewhere. #ThanksLB” and post them with a picture of the dumb dog in question

Telling Chat Noir “I’m more of a dog person ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ” and chuckling as he gets defensive and grumbles about how much better cats are

Chat Noir being annoyed and a little jealous á la Augustus2.0 when LB is showering doggies with love and praise. She definitely heard him mutter bitterly that if the golden retriever puppy was soooooo great then maybe she should have it fight akumas with her and how he was the hero that riSkED HiS LifE for her so he deserved the love and praise

Chat Noir is nervous around big dogs and tries to pretend he isn’t to look cool for LB. He fails. His defense is that THE DOG WEIGHS AS MUCH AS HIM AND COULD FIT HIS HEAD IN ITS MOUTH! HE JUST DOESN’T LIKE BIG DEMON DOGS!! She just rolls her eyes; “Newfoundlands were known as nanny dogs because they’re so gentle and loving, Chat. They’re trained as lifeguards. You’re much more likely to be bit by a Chihuahua or Yorkie.”

“I’m sorry Chat, I’m not into you.” “Not yet ;))” “Mm. Well I plan on having at least one mastiff breed, one shepherd, and one water/snow working breed from the time I move out of my parents’ house until I’m dead. So I guess you’re gonna have to be okay with being around a sum total of 500lbs of dog.” “...D: ”

Cats whom’s’t’ve’d? She doesn’t hate them... but she’s maybe closer to the dislike end of neutral with regards to them. She’s never been too fond of them because she thinks they’re snobby and they express love by bringing dead icky things. Dogs will just tackle you into a cuddle. She doesn’t like their sharp destructive little claws or tendencies to go after her fashion materials - someone save the yarn! Also the vicious little things end up hurting local wildlife and she much prefers animals that are altruistic like cute fluffy dogs (because paris has to protect the pigeons after all) ((Mr. Pigeon’s rants maayyy have gotten to her at some point)) Besides, even with a cuddly cat you’re still getting less cuddles per pet than you would’ve with a dog simply because dogs are bigger and theres more of them to cuddle.

Hamsters are cute! ...But kinda boring. And they don’t seem durable enough for her. She’s a little clumsy and chaotic. What if it gets out and gets lost in her clutter and she falls and kills it?! Besides, with her tendency to spiral into the worst possible outcome she’ll worry herself into a panic.

If she has a parrot screeching near her at the crack of dawn Paris is gonna have a new supervillain because she will be Out For Blood. And unlike Fuckmoth she’d actually be competent.

Reptiles are pretty much the same tier as hamsters and small furry herbivorous mammals for her... maybe slightly below because they’re not fluffy. Still cute though.

Ferrets are too chaotic even for her. They are not forces she could control. 0-60 and back again in an instant. Besides, are they even legal in Paris? She loves watching videos of them though!

After enough incidents, her mom has banned her from even mentioning fish in any context outside of dinner. Rip Sashimi, you were around for 13 days but it felt like a bond of 13 years.

Adrien:

Sheltered all his life so never got to interact with dogs. As a result he’s kinda nervous around them. The big ones especially scare him because they’re big and carnivorous and biG.

He wasn’t terribly fond of cats before but didn’t have as much of an issue with them because they’re smaller and tend to keep to themselves anyways. Smaller mouths means less space to clamp down with their pointy knife teeth, unlike dogs who have plenty of clamping space. Upon becoming CN likes cats a lot more.

Still though... if he had to pick a pet, it’d probably be a hamster! He can watch it and pet it and then put it back. He can even get a nanny cam to watch it. After all, what is love if not micromanaging every aspect of the subject’s life while keeping a distance and having only minimal interactions or contact? (someone pls hug this boy - after asking him if it’s okay).

Reptiles are okay. You can also keep them in a glass cage and look and them and maybe poke them now and then. The best kind of relationship. (seriously someone show this child what healthy loving bonds are supposed to be)

Parrots... Well, they have feathers. So unless you want to keep an angry naked toddler with stubby arms and dagger feet screaming through a sharpened megaphone that’s gonna be a No.

Chloe:

Who knows?

Not I, said the cat.

Idk I kinda like the idea of Chloe with a turtle or hermit crab or something.

Or maybe a chameleon!

Something quiet and often overlooked. If you peak into the enclosure you wouldn’t even notice it unless someone pointed it out because it seems to blend in. It’s just... unremarkable.

And it doesn’t try to be.

Andre thinks she should have a fancy expensive french dog or special show-quality cat or an imported horse or something. In fact, he may even buy some of these for her because the princess of Paris should have only the best

But Chloe just likes her grouchy turtle/crab/lizard that will only come out to snatch some celery from her and then go back. In fact, if it’s someone other than Chloe giving the veggie (or whatever you give crabs?) treats then they better just leave it in a corner of the cage because the grouch will either refuse to come closer or there will be biting/pinching if it does.

Kagami:

Animals are stinky and not meant to be kept in your home.

Dogs in particular are too big and messy. They will bring in dirt from the outside bc dogs HAVE to be taken out at least once per day. They’re slobbery and lick/drool on you. Their tails knock things over.

If they’re in your home they should be there as an exhibit (though with appropriate cage-space, nutrition, etc). This limits it to fish and maaayyybbee some small reptiles. But, again, there has to be appropriate cage-space and the like for the animals to be in humane conditions so restrictions apply. They may call her the Ice Queen but she’d never act so coldly as to subject an animal to a life of misery.

The only exception to her view on pets might be a cat. After all, they’re sleek and graceful and pretty independent. While they’ll come around for affection they won’t be as overtly desperate for it as dogs are. They’re also less needy - you can leave automated feeders, filter fountains for water, and self-cleaning litter boxes. Yes, a cat could be an acceptable companion if she were forced to have one.

Luka:

He likes dogs. and cats. snakes are neat. turtles are chill too. parrots..... hmmm, it depends on the bird really. He wouldn’t like a bird that screams through his songs and doesn’t let him practice. But it’d be cool to have a pet companion that also appreciates melodies.

He hates rats/mice though. Little pests mess up boats. And guitars.

*Félix:

Claims to dislike animals. Appreciates them in pictures and acknowledges the importance of biodiversity but doesn’t like the idea of sharing a home with them. Might consider a snake or turtle because they have pleasing aesthetics, are easy to confine to an area, and don’t really smell. Although he likes looking at snakes he probably wouldnt go out of his way to get one. He just thinks they’re neat.

Will be around the “house-vermin” but only because it makes Mari happy. Actually kinda likes Mari’s pets/any fluffs he takes in at her behest and grows to care for them but he’d never admit it.

[* = This is Fanon Félix, snarky and Done With Your Shit but also smart and competent and respectful. idk what the show will do to Fé’s character.]

Specific Pets

Lucky

Dog - Irish Setter (red silky coat + a black spot on tongue)

puppy

How did such a fancy dog end up on the streets?

Just because the human walked in your vicinity does not mean they are trying to be your friend

would be really pretty but covered in soot from time on the streets, making him look like some grimey stray parents wouldn’t want their kids near

Wants to be your friend!!!!

will follow you around even across busy intersections because Fren!!!!!!

will go to anyone that calls him, even if it’s a group of teenage jerks that would bully him

his eagerness to approach people to be friends is confused for aggression sometimes

he would follow Menace but he’s no good at stealing food - he stops to try to get pets and then gets shooed and swatted

Loves everyone and wouldn’t hurt a fly! ... Unless you threaten Menace, kids, or the heroes of Paris (he seems to really like LB and CN and often winds up near akumas because that where his spotty friend and weird tail-human friend are!) ((CN is not happy with the four-legged fan))

Seems to bring good luck to those around him, either through some active intervention (biting the bad guy) or by passively existing (distraction on principle of awwww puppy)

He himself, however, seems to have fairly bad luck - a goofy nature and impulse to love leads to him getting stuck in places he shouldn’t be

Yet, his feline friend is always there to save him by shoving him out of the way of angry taxis to pulling off the chicken wire tangled around him, so maybe he’s got some good luck to himself after all

Hobbies include stalking passerbys and asking for pets but being too musty to be interacted with

Wouldn’t go looking to fight anyone but would step up to help others if someone was being cruel to them... though given his scraggy stature from living on the streets he’d likely get beat up quite a bit during the altercation

Menace

Cat - ????cat? c??ca?? cat??t?tt?ct (black fur; it’s fuzzy but honestly no one can seem to agree on whether it’s short or long. no one seems to think it’s medium though.)

kitten... possibly a couple weeks older than Lucky, or same age

The terror of the alleyways, tormentor of street vendors and pigeons alike

Can’t stop won’t stop

animal control has tried to catch her

food vendors have tried to catch her

cat ladies have tried to catch her

~all have failed~

Fond of only herself, Lucky, and Marinette

Seems to bring bad luck to those around her, leaving havoc and destruction in her wake

She herself, however, seems to have a decent amount of luck - or at least the skill to stay two steps ahead of everyone

Yet, given her self-imposed responsibility for taking care of Lucky and the endless trouble he’s caught up in maybe she has some bad luck after all

Hobbies include stealing food from tourists, stealing food from locals, and stealing food from Mari

Would fight Hawkmoth and win but she’d rather steal sausages

Honorable Mention: One of Gale’s Lovely Fans and a Fellow ‘Non

I love being agreed with yay! Newfies were the other ones I was considering but Irish Red Setter seemed more fitting with the ladybug/luck theme.

#pets au #ml pets au #might as well keep tabs on my bullshit #and tire myself out enough to sleep #a good compromise to keep from nagging gale nonstop lmao #ml au #it me #NOW WE YEET THE BULLSHIT INTO THE PIXELATED ABYSS AND USE THE BULLETPOINTS TO FILL THE VOID SCREECHING WITHIN

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katya-is-here · 7 years

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Letters From Lance Chapter Four

Hey guys! Thanks again for all your support! The Klance feels are coming soon. Right now we're just surviving some Klangst. Also Shiro is and always will be Best Dad of the Year! Enjoy!

Twitter: https://twitter.com/katyaszew

Summary:

It's been a few days since the drive-in incident and Lance's anxiety begins to kick in. He writes a letter to you about how all his friends and classmates are working on class projects or heading to exciting exhibits, while he spends his time in Shiro's office and wandering the school halls...alone.

When Morvok, who's part of Team Galra, confronts him about his little showdown with Sendak, Lance begins to realizes he made a huge mistake. If having feelings for Keith, a.k.a Mullet wasn't bad enough now there's more school drama.

← Read Chapter Three

CHAPTER FOUR

Rooftop Shenanigans

Dear friend,

I'm scared. Hell, that took awhile for me to admit to you. It's been a few days since I last wrote you a letter. Shiro said it'd be a good idea for me to get some fresh air, take an extra curriculum class, something, anything to get all this shit off my mind. If you haven't been able to tell, I have anxiety. Not the kind where I like to talk about it, thank you very much. But as I was saying...I'm scared. Scared I won't ever be able to see Keith again. Scared I will see him again. I dunno. It's weird. Life's weird.

Being bi means I like both guys and girls. I don't pick a side like a kid picks fruits over vegetables. Bi means I can fall in or out of love with anybody I want to. Who wrote the rules to love, right? But love freaks me out just as much as sex or dating does. It hurts my head and makes me feel like I'm taking exams over and over again. I didn't mean to "fall in love" with Keith. It just...happened. And I screwed it up.

A few days after that drive-in incident I hung around Shiro's office, avoiding Keith at all costs. I sat on a step ladder taping up posters about the next school field trip.

"Lance," Shiro called.

I peeked over my shoulder, and yawned. "What's up big guy?"

Shiro sighed. "Okay, okay, you can call me big guy here, but outside the office it's Mr. Shirogane, please."

I rolled my eyes. "Whatever. Hey, where are we going for the big school field trip this year anyway? Wanna let my folks know." A poster slipped from the wall.

Shiro snatched it. He grabbed the roll of duct tape and ripped a piece off with his teeth. Damn was he cool — liked to consider the guy my hero. "A skiing resort up north. It was Allura's choice for a theme this year."

"And she gets the final say because...?"

"She's in charge of planning school activities and has been Lion Academy's top student since her grade school days."

I jumped from the step ladder and stretched. "Skiing should be dope, I guess."

Shiro fixed the poster in place and put his hands on his hips. He looked proud. "I'll be chaperoning the trip along with Coran and a few other professors, so no monkey business."

I held back my laugh. He was such a dad! "Monkey business? What...what does that even mean dude?"

Shiro rubbed his nose bone. "I didn't have my coffee today so don't test my patience, Lance."

I grabbed my backpack, shrugged and headed for the door.

"Where're you going?" Shiro asked, surprised.

I grabbed the doorknob. "Gotta go meet up with Pidge and Hunk. Their science exhibit is tomorrow so we're gonna go hang 'cause they'll be gone for a few days."

"And then what?"

"Hm?"

"Figure out what extra courses you're gonna take?"

I shrugged. "Give me whatever." I bolted before Shiro could give me his dad lectures. The halls were empty every Sunday. Some students went home to visit their parents, others were taking road trips, while I always stayed behind, my thoughts brewing with the fear that if I left the academy the doors would be closed on me forever. I scratched off the thought and took out my phone. I dialed Hunk's number. Ring. Ring. Beep.

"Hey buddy!" Hunk shouted.

His voice burst my eardrum. Loud echoes blared in the phone. "Where are you? Thought we were hanging out at the cafe today with Pidge?"

"Oh fudge!"

"Fudge?"

"I totally forgot. Hang on...PIDGE!" Hunk shouted.

I moved the phone away from my ear and grumbled.

"Hey, Lance." It was Pidge.

"Hey Pidgey-p—"

Pidge cleared her throat. "We got the days confused."

"What?"

I heard Hunk whimpering the the background apologetically.

"Yeah, the science exhibit starts today and ends on Tuesday. Hunk messed up the days."

"I'm sorry! I'm so, so sorry, Lance!"

I sighed. "Guess that leaves me with Dad."

"Who?" Pidge asked.

"Shiro."

"Ah!" Hunk shouted. By the rustling I could tell he grabbed the phone from Pidge. "Maybe that's a good thing."

"How, exactly?"

"'Cause Shiro's a great guy! Plus, maybe he can help out with the big Klance issue."

"The what?"

"Klance. Keith x Lance," Hunk explained, "It's your ship na—"

"Gotta go!" I shouted.

"Wa—"

Beep. I hung up. Silence. I jammed my earbuds into my head and headed for my locker. As I turned, the walls of light blue metal captured me into a feeling of conformed distress. A couple was studying on the tiled floors, laughing and sharing jokes about Coran's latest lecture how space is our friend, but also our greatest fear. It looked...nice, how bundled up they were, smiling, touching, laughing. For a second I was mesmerized until I felt a hand go to my shoulder. I jumped. Morvok, one of Team Galra's basketball players stood there, arms crossed. I raised a brow.

"Yes?"

"How DARE you try to put a fight up against Captain Sendak like that! Coach Zarkon is going to have YOUR head and I'm going to watch every second of it you shriveled up bean!"

I grabbed a few of my books, gave a fist bump to the picture of my family and slammed my locker shut.

"Dude, that was days ago. Just forget that shit ever happened and move on."

Morvok, short and stumpy, wobbled in front of me. "WAIT—wait!" He was out of breath.

"Need a minute?"

Morvok raised a finger.

"Well go ahead, I'm waiting."

He slammed his fist on the lockers. "Will you STOP?"

I shrugged.

"Sendak is comin' after you buddy, and it's not gonna be pretty."

"For what? I didn't want to fight him. I fought —" I paused. "—Keith."

Morvok's sharp teeth grinned. "And because of your little smack down we lost one of our best players!"

"Keith quit?"

The bell rang. Morvok gasped. "Shit! I can't be late!" He took a deep breath, stuck out his chest and ran away on his tip toes. Talk about a Napoleon complex.

I leaned against my locker and watched as only a few students rushed round the halls. I didn't feel like going to class.

Pigeons rested on the rooftop, pecking at the sun cooked pavement. I leaned against a railing, staring at the empty track field, where dried leaves danced. The scent of Autumn filled my nose; apple tarts and cider. I rested on my arms, closed my eyes and listened to the twirling wind. It kissed my cheeks. A chill ran down my spine. It was...refreshing, new. But I hated it, because summer was so far, far away. That and swimming. Out of everything in the world, water was the only thing that ever calmed me down.

I took out my phone, hoping to get some updates from Pidge or Hunk.

"Really?" I mumbled. A black, blank screen stared back at me. The battery was dead.

The wind whistled and blew my hair back. Peeking through my strands of hair I saw someone running the track. It was...

"KEITH!" I shouted. Why did I say that?

Keith didn't stop running, but looked up and tripped over a hurdle. He lay there on his back, his shorts wedged between his legs. I ducked behind the railing and peeked through the bars. Keith jumped to his feet and tied his hair back into a little bun. It was growing out again into that stupid mullet. If only I could take a picture of this moment. Stupid phone.

But as I watched him carefully, my heart drummed a thousand beats. I tried to calm it, focusing on my breathing and shaky palms, but I felt woozy. So I rested my head on the hot pavement. Pigeons cooed and bobbed their heads beside me. I closed my eyes. Thoughts of Keith's stupid mullet swam through my mind. Stupid, stupid mullet.

For what felt like three minutes turned into three hours. Groggy and covered in feathers I woke up to an orange sky, buzzing mosquitoes and untied, dirty shoes. I turned on my side and saw Keith sitting beside me. He tossed rocks at the rusty door and leaned back under the evening's setting sun.

I yawned. "Thought you didn't want to see me again?"

He tossed a rock. "I don't."

I turned over and looked at him. He was all sweaty, covered in grass stains, chalk and pavement residue. He smelt like dirty gym clothes and laundry sheets. He took out his phone and tossed it at me.

"What's this?" I asked. I yawned and looked at the phone. Text messages from Hunk flooded the screen.

"Hunk Gar-bear wouldn't stop spamming my phone, thinking something tragic happened to you."

The messages ranged from Hunk panicking like some overbearing mother, to him about to take a taxi back to the academy with a swat team.

"Why?"

"Looks like your phone's dead."

I sat up and stretched. "Y...yeah."

We both looked up at the setting sun, our shoulders inches apart. For a few minutes we didn't say anything and just kind of sat there. Then Keith stood up, shoved his phone into his back pocket and walked toward the door.

"Mullet."

Keith didn't turn, but stopped.

"I'm sorry about—"

"Like I said, don't bother. It's classic Lance. I'm used to it."

I stood up. Next thing I know I'm standing beside him, our eyes locked on one another.

The door rattled open. Shiro stood there, out of breath and panting. Keith straightened his posture, and rushed to Shiro's side.

"You okay?" he asked.

Shiro nodded and glared at me from under his white fringe of hair. "You...you had me worried sick Lance!"

I shrugged. "Unneeded drama is so toxic."

Shiro approached me and yanked me forward.

"Ow! Ow! Ow, man! Easy!"

He pulled me down the stairs, focused and sweating. "I was this close to calling the cops."

"Why do you care so much?"

We were mid-way down the stairs. Shiro stopped. Hesitated. "You're a good kid, Lance." He turned. "I don't want you to end up screwing up your life, okay?"

I nodded. "But I was just sleeping on the roof. You could've checked the cameras."

"That's not the point!" He yelled, but sighed and calmed his nerves.

"The point is...?"

We reached the bottom step. Our voices echoed. Shiro held me in place, his eyes angry, but warm. "Stop butting into other people's business and focus on your own future."

"What're you talking about?"

"I overheard you and Morvok in the halls."

"He's a piece of shit. Why worry about it?" I headed for the door. Shiro stopped me.

"Because Sendak and Team Galra are the bread and butter of this school. If you cause any issues you won't only lose any chances of a scholarship, but you'll have to leave the school."

"That's NOT fair!" I shouted.

Keith closed the metal door behind him and sat on the top step.

I glared at him and pointed. "The only reason I got in this stupid mess is because I wanted to help HIM out."

"I can take care of myself, Lance," Keith said.

"Oh yeah?" I shoved Shiro aside and climbed a few steps. He held me back.

"LANCE! Enough."

"NO! I'm sick of his freakin' shit, acting like a lone wolf, emo kid. Lighten up, bub! Maybe if you showed any ounce of emotion Sendork wouldn't be running our lives right now."

Keith slammed his palms onto his knees and scowled. "Are you joking right now? You're the moron who hides the fact that we shared tons of bonding moments!"

"NOT true!"

"Sob! Admit it Lance. You can't cope with the fact that you have feelings for me. You can't even act normal around chicks."

"Oh and like you can?"

"I'm gay, Lance! Remember? Do I have to waste my time and define it for you?"

"SHUT UP!"

"Alright!" Shiro shouted. " He pushed me back. "E—NOUGH!"

"With pleasure," Keith said, headed for the door. He shoved against me. Shiro grabbed him.

"Don't even think about it, Keith."

Keith sighed and tensed up.

Shiro took us outside the academy and sat us down on an old, fusty fountain. He tossed us two juice boxes and paced the grounds.

"What're we five?" I asked.

Keith tossed his box at my head. "Don't lie, you're addicted to this shit."

"Am not!"

Shiro cleared his throat. Pigeons flew overhead. "Okay, I'm just gonna ask because I care. What caused this?"

Keith sighed. "Lance cheated on me with some slut."

"Dude!" I shouted. "Don't be so honest."

"Why not? He asked."

I face palmed. "That doesn't mean you have to be so blunt!"

Shiro folded his arms over his chest. "It's none of my business but you're both in the wrong here."

"Me?" Keith said, surprised.

Shiro nodded. "Lance opened up to you a few days ago and you brushed him off."

"Oh, and that's so wrong." Keith gestured all of me. "HE broke my heart."

"But he's trying to fix this mess."

"I don't care."

I scowled. "This is a waste of time, Shiro."

Shiro mulled over his thoughts. "Looks like the only time you two get along is when there's some kind of competition involved."

Keith and I exchanged looks. Our gazes burned.

"So I've decided. You two will participate in the skiing competition during the school field trip."

"Daddy says what now?" I mumbled.

Shiro chuckled. "There were competitions going on anyway and as the school counselor and trip chaperone, it's my job to get as many students involved."

"What's in it for us?" Keith asked.

Shiro looked up into the orange skies and grinned. "Haven't decided on that yet, but boy will this be fun."

The wind whistled and danced round Keith's scratched up, grass stained face. He looked at me, serious and cold, but grinned.

"Challenge accepted."

I looked away and took a deep breath. I felt nauseous.

Wish me luck,

Lance

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chipsandwaffles · 7 years

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10:35 P.M

Yuta -_- <3, 10:35 P.M I’m so close babe

thanks to the lil anonnie for giving me an idea for another group chat i appreciate that ^^ hopefully you guys enjoy

Yuta -_- <3, 10:35 P.M I’m so close babe

Yuta -_- <3, 10:35 P.M are you close?

YoungHOE, 10:35 P.M UM.

Dodo Bird, 10:35 P.M O_O

You, 10:35 P.M OH MY GO D YUTA YOU DUMBFUCK

Jaehyunie :D, 10:36 P.M no wonder yuta kicked everyone out of his room

YoungHOE, 10:36 P.M THERE ARE CHIDLDR EN IN THIS CH AT

YoungHOE, 10:36 P.M CH ILD REN FGDJKGN S SLDNKFJLSNFJSH

Oppa????, 10:36 P.M yuta… what the fuck.

Yuta -_- <3, 10:36 P.M It’s NOT MY FAULT Y/N SENT A PICTURE IN BOTH CHATS AND I CLICKED THE WRONG ONE

Jaehyunie :D, 10:37 P.M y/n sent a picture of their cat in this chat though???

You, 10:37 P.M actually to be fair I sent the same picture in both chats

Jaehyunie :D, 10:37 P.M Do you get off to cat pictures yuta?

Dodo Bird, 10:38 P.M that’s disgusting hyung

Yuta -_- <3, 10:38 P.M I fucking hate all of you

You, 10:40 P.M so does anyone want to be my new boyfriend? Someone who isn’t a complete dumbfuck

Yuta -_- <3, 10:40 P.M babe ;;;;;;;;;

Jaehyunie :D, 10:40 P.M me!!

You, 10:41 P.M okay yuta guess you’re still my boyfriend

Yuta -_- <3, 10:41 P.M ;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;

Tae ^^, 10:45 P.M THERE ARE CHILDREN IN THIS CHAT HOW DARE YOU SEND THINGS LIKE THAT YUTA

Yuta, 10:45 P.M you’re like ten years late as per usual taeyong.

Tae ^^, 10:45 P.M DOESN’T EXCUSE WHAT YOU SENT. YOU’RE LUCKY THEY ARE SLEEPING

Tae ^^, 10:45 P.M someone spam the chat with pictures

Tae ^^, 10:46 P.M or a random story that isn’t interesting so they won’t go back up and look

Dodo Bird, 10:46 P.M Okay go ahead hyung

Jaehyunie :D, 10:46 P.M wrecked lol

Yuta -_- <3, 8:03 A.M babeee I need you so bad right now

Oppa????, 8:03 A.M Y U T A

Jaehyunie :D, 8:03 A.M this is the second time this week

YoungHOE, 8:04 A.M WHAT DID I SAY LAST TIME

MARK LEE!!, 8:04 A.M hyung go see y/n before practice if you need them so bad :D

Jaehyunie :D, 8:04 A.M oh mark. So innocent

Dodo Bird, 8:04 A.M it’s eight in the fucking morning and you woke up two hours ago how could you possibly be feeling like that

Dodo Bird, 8:05 A.M actually the better question is how do you keep getting the wrong chat

Yuta -_- <3, 8:05 A.M I don’t know it’s just really easy to get them wrong

Yuta -_- <3, 8:05 A.M I see y/n’s name, I click, I send a message

Oppa????, 8:05 A.M is y/n even awake right now -_-

Tae ^^, 8:06 A.M if you send something like that one more time you’re getting kicked from this chat yuta

Yuta -_- <3, 8:07 A.M you can’t kick me sicheng created the chat how can YOU kick me from it =_=

Tae ^^, 8:07 A.M I have ways

Hyuck :D, 8:09 A.M what happened what did I miss

YoungHOE, 8:09 A.M don’t worry about it haechanie. Really. Just go back to doing your homework

You, 8:10 A.M it’s eight in the fucking morning will you all shut the fuck up I’m trying to SLEEP.

Yuta -_- <3, 8:10 A.M babe can I come over

You, 8:10 A.M no I don’t want to look at you until it’s absolutely necessary

Dodo Bird, 8:11 A.M I forgot how funny sleepy y/n is oh my god

Yuta -_- <3, 8:11 A.M babe ;;;;;

Hyuck :D, 12:01 P.M did yuta hyung go to the bathroom just so he could send a picture of his abs??

Hyuck :D, 12:01 P.M kind of weird when he could’ve just showed us in the practice room

YoungHOE, 12:01 P.M YUTA HOW DO YOU KEEP DOING THIS

Yuta -_- <3, 12:01 P.M I GOT CONFUSED Y/N SENT THE SAME PICTURE TO THE CHAT AGAIN

You, 12:02 P.M don’t blame me for your stupidity yuta

Oppa????, 12:02 P.M youngho and taeyong look like they’re going to burn down the door with their glares

Jaehyunie :D, 12:02 P.M yuta come back quick so they can yell at you

MARK LEE!!, 12:02 P.M why are they going to yell?

Hyuck :D, 12:03 P.M yeah don’t leave us out TT.TT

Oppa????, 12:03 P.M don’t worry about it guys. It’s an adult thing

Dodo Bird, 12:03 P.M do you really think johnny hyung is going to yell at yuta though? I’ve never seen him get mad

Dodo Bird, 12:04 P.M oh my god yuta hurry back so we can see johnny yell

Yuta -_- <3, 12:04 P.M NO. I’M NEVER COMING BACK.

Yuta -_- <3, 12:04 P.M babe can I come see you

You, 12:05 P.M sorry who are you?

Yuta -_- <3, 12:05 P.M BABE THEY’RE GOING TO KILL ME

You, 12:06 P.M not my fault you sent the picture

Yuta -_- <3, 12:06 P.M YOU ASKED ME TO THOUGH

You, 12:06 P.M I don’t remember doing such a thing?? Don’t lie to your friends yuta

Jaehyunie :D, 12:06 P.M i’m crying from laughter yuta is gonna die when he gets back

You, 12:07 P.M someone snapchat me yuta’s death I’d love to see

Dodo Bird, 12:07 P.M don’t you worry you’ll get about one hundred videos

Yuta -_- <3, 12:08 P.M why do you hate me y/n ;;;;;;

You, 12:08 P.M you’d know if I hated you yuta

You, 12:08 P.M don’t you know I kind of like you?

Yuta -_- <3, 12:08 P.M ;;;;;;;

Oppa????, 12:09 P.M yuta they’re mumbling about going to get you if you don’t come back

You, 12:09 P.M I’ll give you kisses if you go back yuta

Jaehyunie :D, 12:09 P.M wow how can you deny that yuta

Yuta -_- <3, 12:09 P.M ;;;;;;;;;;;;;;

Yuta -_- <3, 12:11 P.M coming back now

Yuta -_- <3, 12:11 P.M babe tell my mom I love her

You, 12:11 P.M not me though =_=

Yuta -_- <3, 12:12 P.M should’ve let me come over if you wanted me to tell you I love you

You, 12:12 P.M someone make sure johnny and tae kill him

Dodo Bird, 12:13 P.M I got you y/n

You, 12:13 P.M thanks doyoung ^^

YoungHOE, 10:11 A.M so since yuta got taken out of the group chat for the week

YoungHOE, 10:11 A.M should we talk about how you purposefully set him up, y/n?

You, 10:11 A.M was I too obvious?

YoungHOE, 10:12 A.M not really but sicheng was laughing about it yesterday when he found out yuta got kicked

You, 10:12 A.M partner in crime, sicheng :D

Jaehyunie :D, 10:12 A.M wait you purposefully set yuta up??

Dodo Bird, 10:12 A.M THAT’S THE FUNNIEST THING I’VE EVER HEARD OH MY GOD

Dodo Bird, 10:12 A.M GUYS I LOVE SICHENG

Tae ^^, 10:13 A.M As funny as it was, there are kids in this chat y/n.

You, 10:13 A.M then maybe we should have an all adult chat tae

Hyuck :D, 10:13 A.M No Oo oo OOOoOoO TT_TT Don’t exclude us TTTTTT__TTTTTT

MARK LEE!!, 10:13 A.M TT_TT

Oppa????, 10:14 A.M actually maybe we should make another chat in case sicheng does this again

Jaehyunie :D, 10:14 A.M actually, speaking of sicheng why did he do this?

Jaehyunie :D, 10:14 A.M why has he been so quiet??

Ice cream boy, 10:14 A.M …it was hard to contain my laughter every time yuta messed up

Ice cream boy, 10:15 A.M and he ate all my ice cream

Ice cream boy, 10:16 A.M y/n bought me it and he ate it all TT_TT

Ice cream boy, 10:17 A.M And then he tried to apologize but he did it insincerely

Ice cream boy, 10:18 A.M “I thought it was for me”

Ice cream boy, 10:18 A.M why would y/n ever buy you anything =_=

Jaehyunie :D, 10:18 A.M O_O

Dodo Bird, 10:19 A.M guys. i. love. Sicheng.

Tae ^^, 10:19 A.M but you seemed so happy to be hanging out with him??

Oppa????, 10:19 A.M sicheng is like a secret agent

You, 10:20 A.M yeah he pretends to be okay with you but really he’s planning his revenge

Jaehyunie :D, 10:20 A.M …….wait a second is that why a few months ago all my clothes got dyed pink??

Hyuck :D, 10:21 A.M is that why mark’s sheet got ketchup all over it and he ended up laying in it?

YoungHOE, 10:21 A.M Oh my god. Everything makes sense

You, 10:21 A.M don’t mess with sicheng guys.

Sicheng, 10:22 A.M >:D

Oppa????, 10:22 A.M I taught him so well ;;;

You, 10:22 A.M you guys should all watch out for him ;)

You, 10:22 A.M oh and no one tell yuta that it was sicheng or else we’ll make you regret it

Dodo Bird, 10:23 A.M I love sicheng and y/n

MARK LEE!!, 10:23 A.M I want to go back to Canada TToTT

Ice cream boy, 10:25 A.M >:D >:D >:D

You, 10:25 A.M >:D >:D >:D

#nct scenarios #nct imagines #nct 127 scenarios #nakamoto yuta scenarios #yuta scenarios #sheep texts

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space-lions-and-imagines · 7 years

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2/?? Sorry for spamming you a bit ahead of time but I wanted to kinda fill your inbox w/ some inspiration? OK! So I was thinking of a couple things. 1st - Sweet fluffy relationship hc's for Shiro, Keith, Hunk, and Lance. Or if that's too many, just Shiro and anyone lmao. What's the general vibe of the relationship like? Are they scared at the beginning? What personal things do they share with them? What do they like doing with them mostly?

If you think you can handle the amount of fluff my body is able to hold than so be it

Shiro

-Shiro does not like the word relationship. It scares hims senseless cause he feels like it comes with this impossible standard he wants to hold himself to but feels he is never good enough

-That being said his s/o will become his rock, the one he turns to at night when things get rough. He may not exactly tell them what is wrong cause he doesn’t want anyone to feel burdened by him but he will seek them out to keep him company

-On those nights he will ramble about his life, his childhood and the things he misses from Earth. All the things he hasn’t shared with the other paladins cause he wants to be their immovable force, their leader who can handle anything

-He is a master at board games, mostly old fashion things like chess, checkers and card games. He finds it keep his mind occupied and sharp and well it is a nice one on one activity that gives him an excuse to spend more time with s/o

-He is just super old fashioned that he probably wants to take them out to fancy restaurants, for long walks, museums and buy tickets to charity events for them to attend

Keith

-The relationship is super casual and neither of them even realize what it really is til someone else, probably Lance, points out that literally everyone in the entire universe sees them as a couple but them

-Labels don’t mean much to them but it does feel kind of nice once its established cause some how it just seems natural to the two of them

-Its lots of not really doing things together but doing their own thing in the same vicinity as each other. Like Keith will be working out and s/o will seek out where he is and sit there to read their book or play their game or whatever

-And they don’t realize it but they are always together. It just kind of happens and Keith doesn’t even realize it until suddenly s/o isn’t there and things feel wrong it makes him anxious but he can’t figure out why

-When he does figure it out he is super flustered by it cause he has been by himself for long and took a weird pride in being a lone wolf but now he wants someone around? What a wuss … but he loves it

-He slowly starts to open up to s/o, it usually happens late at night where he is almost delirious from not sleeping and pushing himself to hard and he just wants to talk about everything but s/o finds it super endearing

-When he wants to get away for a bit he takes s/o and they go on a long ride is the red lion. Sometimes its silent, just enjoying the stars and sometimes he rants and raves but either way they always come back feeling much better than when they left

Lance

-This relationship is super silly and at skins deep seems shallow but they often surprise their friends with how close they really are

-They love to make each other laugh. Lance especially loves to make s/o laugh cause really??? Have you heard them laugh??? Its so great omg hold on one second and I will make them laugh and you will love it!!!!

-They are the hand holding, ironic matching t shirts and pointing at random things and saying “look its you” couple

-Biggest bonding moments is over stupid dares and seeing who can push each other the most

-And of course also when either one expresses any sort of self conscious thoughts its time for cuddles and “how dare you talk about that way when you are an angel. I will fight whoever made you sad even if it was yourself”

-They are just really a bright spot in each others life and really need it when everything else can be so dark and dreary and while others may see it as nothing but silly its actually really important to have someone who they don’t have to worry about making a fool out of themselves in front of

Hunk

-He always had a crush on his s/o but had to be literally forced into asking them out cause he never thought that such a perfect person would ever be interested in him no matter what the signs have said to disprove this. After that first date it becomes hard to imagine a point when the two weren’t together

-They are the hand in each others pockets, unironic matching t shirts and pointing at things saying “Oh look its you! Oh wait nope you are much cuter/sweeter” couple

-The definition of relationship goals tbh

-Like if they had an instagram it would be a shared one where they post pictures of them doing every day domestic stuff and just being adorable together. People would eat it up

-He just wants to do everything for his s/o cause he wants them to be as happy as possible and they deserve the world and he wants to make all of the problems they have ever had go away

-Their perfect nights involve food network, lots of snacks and yelling at the contestants about how they are idiots and what they should have done

-They probably make their friends disgusted by how sweet they are by each other. Like it gets to the point the team wonders if they even remember each others names cause they always use sickly sweet nicknames for each other instead

-Also Hunk makes it his duty to live out every romcom cliche in his dates so there is that to look forward to

-Its just all full of love and communication and wanting to be the best for each other

#request #by an awesome person #who i know will eat this up #so eat your heart out babe #voltron #voltron hc #voltron fluff #shiro #keith #lance #hunk

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australet789 · 7 years

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Summary: Chaos, besides its own natures, has a little order on it. Chaos, without order, leads to destruction itself. When the object holding the chaos of the world is damaged, maybe a little more than order is going to be needed to fix it. Abomination! AU

AO3

Chapter 2

Every single cell of his body seemed to be on fire.

Adrien’s pulse was erratic and his mind was overwhelmed by the sensations that pierced his brain. Muscles were tense for the agonizing pain that was consuming his senses and breathing was almost unbearable. He could feel the magic pulsating, playing with his mind, trying to leave his body, but with every pull of it, it was like his skin was being ripped off of his aching form with a sonorous ‘crack’. The burning sensation of his chest along with the hard throbbing of his heart against his ribcage were suffocating him. The blood inside his veins was hot and cold at the same time and he could taste the iron in his mouth.

It was like he was being torn apart from the inside.

And the only thing he could do was scream.

With the last strain of magic finally leaving his weakened body, Adrien’s figure fell with a loud thud over the cold floor of his room.

For a moment, the only sound that could be heard was the remaining echoes of his desperate cries. Then everything went silent. As if nothing had happened. As if a teenage boy wasn’t laying in the middle of an empty bedroom, quivering uncontrollably because of the pain he just went through.

Everything was cold.

Adrien felt cold sweat running along his back and forehead, an emptiness in the pit of his stomach that made him want to throw up. His limps felt numb and heavy against the wooden floor. The finger where his miraculous was placed was swollen, the ring still vibrating after the detransformation. There were traces of tears on Adrien’s cheeks, evident over his flushed face.

A gentle breeze touched his skin and Adrien wanted to scream again in agony: everything felt more intense, every beat of his heart was like a punch on his chest.

A soft whimper formed in his dry throat.

His mind was trying to understand what had just happened. Blurred memories of his fight with Shockwave flashed in front of his eyes, but he couldn’t focus for more than a couple of seconds because of a massive headache that only made him feel worse.

Still, he tried to fight against it and think.

‘Apparently, Shockwave’s attack did affect the ring.’ Adrien thought, remembering how the akuma electrocuted him. ‘But everything went normal after that: I was able to transform and even summoned the Cataclysm, and Plagg didn’t find anything wrong with th-‘

Plagg.

‘Oh, no. Plagg.’ Adrien searched with his tired eyes around the room, looking for his kwami. ‘I hope he is ok.’

He didn’t need to look that far to find him: Plagg had landed very close to him, lying near Adrien’s bed, his black form standing out over the white floor.

He wasn’t moving.

‘No.’ Ignoring the way his body was begging for him not to move, he reached over the little god. ‘No, no, no, no, no, no, Plagg! C’mon, buddy! Don’t do this to me!’

When his hand slightly touched the kwami’s body, Adrien felt the usual cool skin burning under his fingers in what could be a fever. Plagg groaned at the contact, curling into a tiny ball while panting strenously.

‘I need to cool him down.’ Adrien forced himself to get up, pushing himself with one hand, while the other was carrying the convalescent kwami. Every muscle of his body screamed in protest. He managed to stand up but his legs were still weak and shaking. When he tried to take one step, his knees buckled in a strange movement and he ended up falling over on his bed with Plagg between his hands.

‘No, please, I need to decrease his fever.’ But his body was no longer obeying to what his mind was commanding. The softness of his bed and the events of the night were finally settling in his tired limps. ‘I need to help him.’ But his eyes were already closing, his brain asking, begging for him to rest. ‘Please…’ With a last blink, he could see Plagg’s motionless form, felt the heat near the hand that was still holding him increase, heard the little cat’s rough breathings.

Adrien finally succumbed to the darkness, who received him with open arms, cradling him into the deepest of the dreams, a silent promise of calmness and relief.

‘…I need to know he is going to be ok.’

Marinette was fighting –with no success- to suppress a new traitorous yawn (the tenth one since the classes began) while trying to focus in the lecture that Ms. Bustier assigned to them.

“Marinette,” Ms. Bustier’s voice made not only Marinette jump in her seat, but other students that were dozing off behind her too, “I think everyone here knows already your opinion about the reading, but please, try to be more discrete about it.”

A few snickers were heard around the class while Marinette tried again to fight against her body’s reactions and stop the blush that was starting to cover her face.

“Sorry.” She muttered, covering her face with her book.

“C’mon, girl,” Alya said after controlling her giggles, “I know this story is kind of boring, but I don’t think that’s the reason you are using our desk as your nap-time bed.”

“I am not doing that!” Marinette glared at her. “I actually seem to find the reading kind of interesting.” They were studying international writers and the book they were reading had in fact caught her attention: she was intrigued as why the protagonist, a young man, was suddenly transformed into a big bug without any explanation. “I-eh …exams are coming next week. I have been putting more effort and studying until late in the night. That’s all.” She couldn’t tell Alya that the real reason she was that tired was her not-so-uncommon fights against supervillains in the middle of the night that barely left her time to pick up a book. She wasn’t lying. Technically.

“Uh-huh.” Alya was obviously not convinced about Marinette’s explanation. “So this have nothing to do with all the weird looks you have been sending every 10 seconds to a certain blonde while you were asleep instead of reading?”

“Alya!” Marinette shrieked, heat raising to her face, which caused another reprimand look from Ms. Bustier that made Marinette shrunk into her seat. Her mortification was, obviously, funny to her friend. “It’s not like that! You know I’m trying to be his friend first! I’m just worried about him.”

That was true. Since she decided to get close to Adrien in a friendly way to know him better, she had managed to speak without stuttering that much around him: every morning they greeted at each other with a smile-once or twice, Adrien winked at her, which made her return to her nervous state- and they usually shared a couple of sentences about videogames after school. Late-night chats had also become a thing between them. It started with Marinette asking him about a physics’ problem that suspiciously neither Alya nor Nino hadn’t been able to solve, something Adrien was happy to help with. That developed in Adrien sending her, three days later, a picture of a cat he thought it was funny which only caused to Marinette to critique his sense of humor. Which apparently woken up some sort of comedian beast inside Adrien whose only purpose was to spam her with the most ridiculous memes he could find until she threatened to block him. And like that, they were talking like easily about nothing and everything. Lately they have been chatting about fashion, Adrien telling her about his father’s designs for the new fashion show that he was taking part of and all the troubles the Americans were causing to him. Sometimes, Adrien sent to her some audios of his father’s phonecalls he had recorded without Gabriel’s knowledge which caused them to laugh. She knew that that could put Adrien in trouble, but she was happy he was finally having fun – at expense of his own father, but it was worth it.

This morning however, not only did Marinette beat Adrien in being at class first (“A real miracle”, Alya commented), but he barely smiled when greeted at her – only after Nino nudged him hard. Without seeing his eyes, she knew that Adrien was having troubles keeping them open, judging from all the times he almost knocked his desk with his head. She had noticed the bags under his eyes when he entered the classroom (not matter how much make-up he put on his face) and the thin sweat that seemed to be covering his skin that only increased his sickened appearance. More than that, every time Adrien woke up with a jolt, he checked his bag like he was expecting something to happen inside it.

So, yes, she was worried.

“Maybe he is waiting for his father to call?” Alya commented after Marinette expressed her concerns about the model. It wouldn’t be the first time Gabriel Agreste pulled his son out of the middle of a class for a random photoshoot. “Did he tell you something last night?” Alya obviously knew about Marinette’s and Adrien’s night chats, who congratulated the shy girl for her progress the next day after the first conversation, ‘See! I knew you can do it! That’s my girl, everyone!’

“No, he didn’t.” She needed to check her phone later to be sure.

“Uhm,” was Alya’s only response, who returned to her reading when she noticed Ms. Bustier looking at her as a warning sign, letting Marinette alone with her thoughts.

‘Maybe Alya’s right and he is only waiting to be called for a photoshoot. The show is in a few days and there are always last minute adjustments. That’s normal. And he probably caught a cold and that’s why he looks sick.’ Satisfied with that logic, Marinette lowered her sight to the book on her hands. ‘But that doesn’t explain why he didn’t text you last night.’ A little voice in the back of her head reminded her. Trying to not overthink it and with a shake of her head, she continued with the assignment.

Her mind, however, was against the idea of her knowing what was going to happen to the bug-man, so her thoughts wandered around the memory of another blond she was worried about.

Because while the fight against Shockwave made her go home really late, what woken her up in the middle of the night were the memories of Chat being electrocuted mercilessly by the akuma. Her dreams were plagued with the image of her partner laying on the cold ground at her feet, eyes closed and with no sign of being alive. No matter how many times Tikki reassured her they were only dreams, that the Miraculous Cure had healed him and that Chat was ok, the knot in her throat and the tears that prickled the corner of her eyes at the sight of the memory refused to go away until she hugged herself to sleep. It was like that time after the Timebreaker incident. Sometimes both memories fused in her nightmares.

‘Stop thinking about that cat, you need to focus on your homework.’ Marinette told herself. ‘He is probably goofing around right now, looking for puns on Google or something like that.’ She interrupted her thoughts glazing quickly at Adrien who finally hit his head against the desk which caused a snort from their classmates, a worried look from Nino and a glare from the teacher. With a soft apologize and rubbing the place where his forehead was turning red, Adrien picked up his bag and rummaged through it once more, looking for something he didn’t find after a few seconds -judging the look on his face- and with a sigh, he lowered it down.

Marinette, as well, sighed, giving up on the lecture.

‘But at least I can check on Adrien here while I only see Chat when something bad happens.’ Or during patrols, but those were very random and they usually didn’t talk that much, only to say hello and discuss where to go, often in separate directions.

‘Maybe I need to give him a call. Just to see if he is fine.’

For Adrien, the whole day seemed to be like being in a constant limbo.

Waking up that morning was already a painful task: a soreness he didn’t feel since the day he decided he wanted to go to school - climbing down from the second floor of the mansion seemed to be a good idea that day, which resulted in a nasty fall and a bunch of bruises- was the first sensation he perceived when he opened his eyes. For a moment he wasn’t even sure where he was. His eyes were already closing again, when a slightly movement under his fingers jolted him awake, memories of the events of the night before flashed through his mind, reminding him the reason behind his pain and how he ended up unconscious on his bed with a fevered Plagg under his palm. Not feeling any heat coming from beneath his hand, Adrien carefully lifted it up, fearing that the kwami wasn’t there or that something worse happened when he fell unconscious. Relief washed over him when he saw Plagg snoring softly and that his fever apparently was already gone.

Taking a deep breathe, Adrien forced himself to stand up and get ready for classes. He couldn’t afford the luxury of missing one class since exams were close and his father was expecting nothing less than the best of him. Even with the previous tutoring, he knew his father was watching his performance and Adrien was not going to give him a reason to forbid him again from going to school.

He left the slice of Camembert he couldn’t deliver to the kwami the night before next to Plagg and went to take a shower, hoping the hot water would calm the intense pain of his muscles. Under the water, Adrien felt how it took away the sweat from his skin and helped to decrease the discomfort of his aching limps: he wished to stay like that forever. However, his time in the shower ended quicker than he expected when his knees began to tremble.

Not wanting to strain his body more, he took the first pair of clothes he had already selected the day before (he usually did that in case he was called for an unexpected photoshoot or an akuma attack went wrong) and proceeded to get dressed sitting on his bed. The action itself took it longer than usual and after putting some make-up to hide the big bags under his eyes, he finally was ready before Nathalie told him the Gorilla was already waiting.

Adrien used that few minutes to think about the horrible way his transformation went off. He was confused as why Plagg told him that everything was alright with the ring when it obviously wasn’t the case. He looked down and taking the ring out of his finger for a moment, he examined the miraculous: the now gray object seemed to be normal despise of what happened the night before, so what was it?

“I don’t get it.” Adrien murmured, putting his ring on his finger again. “Plagg, what do you th-?”

Adrien abruptly cut off the question his mind was forming when he noticed that the cheese was still in the same place he put it minutes ago, untouched.

And that Plagg hadn’t moved at all from his position.

“P-plagg?” No response. “Hey, Plagg. I kn-now this is not the freshest cheese out there but you need to recharge. I have to ask you something.” Nothing. “Plagg, if this is another of your pranks I swear I’ll…” but the threat died on his mouth when the kwami stayed motionless. “Plagg, you are worrying me, you need to get up.” He shook the chaos god a little, but nothing seemed to wake him up.

Before Adrien tried something else, Nathalie’s voice informed him that his breakfast was ready and that the Gorilla was already there to bring him to school.

Seeing that Plagg was going to be asleep for a while, Adrien picked him up carefully and put him inside his bag, as well as the piece of Camembert. He hoped that Plagg would finally wake up between the lessons, so Adrien could questioned him about the ring later.

Once inside the car, a new wave of tiredness spread inside his body, making him doze off almost instantly. Apparently walking down the stairs was already too much for him.

He didn’t know how he managed to go inside the school and not faint in the process.

When he reached the classroom, he was sweating again mostly from the way his muscles were aching and his lungs burning than the effort itself. Sitting on his desk, he wanted to curl up and sleep like a cat and never wake up again. But reality reminded him –in the form of Nino’s elbow- that there were other people in the class and that he couldn’t act like animal his alter ego represented (not matter how tempting that sounded). He also almost forgot to greet Marinette because of the pain and he quietly cursed himself about it: talking to her was something he treasured and impatiently waited to do every day since they started having more conversations and she was taking a place in his heart as a friend he cherished the most, apart from Ladybug.

There was something about Marinette that exuded trust and he found himself wanting to tell her stuff he usually didn’t speak with anyone, except from Plagg, because he knew she would understand. Also Marinette seemed to read him like an open book, especially when he was having a bad day, something that surprised him once or twice when she pointed out something about his behavior he was sure he was hiding to everyone.

So no matter how much he forced a smile to her, he knew that Marinette suspected that something was wrong with him and would probably ask about it later that night. He wasn’t sure what he was going to tell her though.

Instead, Adrien focused on staying awake during the classes, something that he painfully-literally and metaphorically- failed, with the goal of check on Plagg every 30 minutes to see if the kwami had finally woken up. But his naps during the lessons messed up with the way he perceived time so instead of following his initial idea, he checked the bag when he could.

When the last class finally went over -where he spent the whole time drooling over his notebook and writing nonsenses when he was barely awake for a couple of seconds, forgetting to check if Plagg was already woken up-, Adrien only wanted to go back to his room, jump into his bed and sleep until the day the tests would begin. But he still needed answers about the Miraculous. He planned to check on Plagg once they went back to the mansion.

He was getting comfortable in the back seat of the car, when Nathalie informed him that his father wanted to see him immediately to discuss something important. Adrien raised up his eyebrows in surprise. His father never talked to anyone that weren’t his employers when a show was in progress and Gabriel already told Adrien that he wasn’t going to take part of the show because he knew how important the evaluations in the school were and was letting him study the whole week.

Unless Gabriel decided to change his decision in the last minute.

Adrien clenched his hands around the strap of his bag. That wasn’t something new. If his father had the power to take him away from regular classes just for a photoshoot, he would want his son in the show no matter if Adrien had other important things to do.

Letting out a deep sigh, he threw up his head back and closed his eyes, mentally preparing himself to say yes to whatever his father was going to tell him.

How much he would have liked Plagg to be awake to support him on this.

“Nathalie, please, close the door when you leave. I don’t want to be bothered while I speak with Adrien.”

“Yes, sir.”

Gabriel Agreste’s voice was firm and the sound of it echoed in the big room that was the man’s office. When Nathalie left, Adrien was standing at the door, looking at his father’s back, realizing how much his presence filled the almost empty space. He twitched his foot, because of nervousness and to sooth the still present sore in his body. No way he was going to faint in front of his father because of a pain he couldn’t explain not even to himself. So Adrien waited patiently until his father decided to speak again.

“A very important fashion show in New York is taking place in two days,” Gabriel started telling, not turning back to look at Adrien, “and I’m not only organizing part of it but a new line from the Agreste’s brand is going to be presented. A beautiful collection of night outfits…”

‘…based on diverse species of butterflies around the world.’ Adrien muttered to himself, remembering how he and Marinette had commented about the designs, sometimes Marinette expressing her opinions about how some of the suits could be changed to be more practical.

“…based on diverse species of butterflies around the world.” Gabriel finished, finally turning back to look at his son. The icy-cold stare of his father lingered on him for a moment before continuing. “But I think you are aware of that already.”

A blush that had nothing to do with the lack of good sleep started to form on Adrien’s cheeks at the comment. The hand that was holding the strap of his bag firmly gripped around it. There was no way his father knew about his night conversations with Marinette, didn’t he? He couldn’t know about the way he imitated his way of speaking, all the audios he sent to her, oh God, the memes they made with the photos Adrien took…

That was it, he was going to be pulled out of school because of memes.

“Y-yes, f-father. I’m aware.”

Gabriel hummed in agreement. “And Nathalie told me your school is evaluating your class next week, is that correct?”

“Yes, father.”

“Good. I see they take youths’ education seriously.”

“They do, father.”

At this point, Adrien was sure there was a little pool forming beneath him because of the amount of sweat that was coming from him.

“Very well then.” Gabriel said. “I think the decision I made is the best for you and that you are a young man who can be responsible and take care of yourself and have excellent grades at the same time.”

Adrien blinked.

“I’m travelling to New York.”

Adrien blinked again. That wasn’t what he expected to come from this conversation.

“I was informed this morning that there were some troubles with the organization of the show and that my presence was required to help the Americans with it.” Adrien was sure that that wasn’t the exact case. If something, Gabriel hd surely insisted the New Yorkers to accept his help. “I’m going to take the first flight early morning tomorrow. I’ll be back in five days. Nathalie already cleared your schedule so you don’t need to leave the house unless you need to go to school and let you some time for you to study. Any requests for extra activities with your friends will be given directly to Nathalie. If you want to go out with them, you’ll need my permission first. The staff were already informed about my trip so you don’t need to worry about them, they will continue their activities as usual.”

“I expect,” Gabriel continued,” that I can trust you and that I won’t need to regret my decision when I come back. “

Adrien was ecstatic. He couldn’t believe what he had just heard. His father, Gabriel Agreste, was leaving him alone for five whole days. He was free for five days. Sure he still needed to ask permission and barely leave the house but he was free. And he could invite his friends! He could show them the mansion and study in group together and maybe they could have a sleepover, his first sleepover…

A sudden groan coming from his bag popped out the fantasy bubble that had been forming in his head and almost made him forget about the problem he needed to solve first.

He coughed loud enough to cover the sound. Gabriel raised an eyebrow, confused at his son’s sudden behavior.

“T-thank you, father!” Adrien shouted. “You need don’t to worr- I mean! You don’t need to worry! I can handle being alone! You won’t regret trusting on me with this! I p-promise!” He finished with an almost forced smile, holding tight the bag against his side when he felt Plagg starting to move.

With a final nod, Gabriel dismissed his son, saying that he needed to collect some stuff before parting to New York.

Adrien quickly went up to his room, his pain finally subsiding because of the adrenaline: not only was his father letting him free for almost a week but Plagg had finally woken up! Finally Adrien could ask him about what happened and if there was a way to fix it as soon as possible.

“Ugh, kid, you never clean this thing? Let me out, I’m asphyxiating here.”

“Plagg!” Adrien was so happy to hear the snarky kwami’s voice again. “I’m so glad you are awake! I have so many things I want to ask you about the ring.” Opening his bag to let Plagg out, he continued. “But first, you won’t believe what father said! He is going to travel and we’re going to be alone for a week! Well, technically five days but still! We are going to be alone! And I can invite my friends! And we cou- AHHHHHHHHH!”

“Argh!” Plagg screeched, covering his ears. “That hurts! Why are you screaming?!”

Clasping a hand over his mouth to prevent anyone to hear him, Adrien could only stare horrified at his kwami.

Because instead of bright emerald eyes, yellowish green sclera were looking at him in confusion, big fangs the same color as the eyes covered Plagg’s face in a grimace that deformed his features. But what Adrien was looking at most were the little drops of black substance that seemed to come from Plagg’s body, falling over the floor of his room, forming a little puddle of black liquid.

The same liquid that could be seen in the bottom of Adrien’s school bag.

Plagg –Adrien realized- was melting.

#miraculous ladybug #adrien agreste #marinette dupain-cheng #chat noir #ladybug #ladynoir #adrienette #marichat #ladrien #ml fic #australet writes a fic #fractal #abomination au #here is chapter 2 #again sorry for any mistakes but im happy with the reception #long post

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