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This week's word is...rain!
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gleedrabbleblog · 1 year
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This week's word is...poised!
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This week's word is...wise!
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mka1098 · 3 years
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In The Moonlight (You Are My Sun) Day 3
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In The Bright Moonlight (You're My Sun)
Hear this story being read aloud to you at https://www.youtube.com/c/MKa1098/videos
Day Three - Tease
“Ladybug! Ladybug! Over here.” Nadia calls. Ladybug flickers her eyes to Chat Noir; they are both panting and tired from the fight. Unlike the past couple, the fight was in broad daylight and she can’t quite tell if it’s more annoying to rush off during the school day or sneak out at night. “Ladybug!” Nadia calls again and she breathes in and walks over with a camera-ready smile. “Ladybug! Tell us about the fight.” Nadia requests.
She smiles kindly at the camera where hundreds upon hundreds of people are watching her eagerly. “Well, it was rather standard.” She explains. Actually, it wasn’t. This akuma was tiring to chase down and seemed to have no worry for the general public. It didn’t seem to have a main goal -- she was just angry at society and it’s entire construct with no real goal in mind -- luckily, she and Chat were able to herd it onto a large football field. It was an anxiety-inducing fight though; anytime those violent-happy akuma’s were created, her heart rates sped up 10 fold. “Our emotions are just so vulnerable: it’s so important to not blame the victims for what happens.” She looks at the camera and hopes that people will empathize. Many of them have also been in her place, so they should understand. Nonetheless, there’s no harm in reiterating it.
“Yes, Hawkmoth will take any chance he can get.” Nadia says thoughtfully. “As easy as a bad hair day can create a wild-hair manic!’ She laughs.
Ladybug nervously laughs along, keeping face. “Yes, it could escalate but it doesn’t have to.” She preaches. “Emotions and therefore negative emotions will always happen. Let’s all stay together and help our friends who are struggling. If your friend or parents or even just classmates are having a bad day: try to help make them feel better! Make them smile; it can really go a long way. Not only are you turning their bad day around, you might also be saving the day while you’re at it.” She laughs and winks at the camera.
“Isn’t she right.” A voice calls beside her. She turns to see Chat with a mischievous and impish grin on his face. “Leave it to Ladybug to save the day even after the fight.” He says proudly.
Ladybug rolls her eyes but smiles at him playfully. “I wouldn’t call it so much as saving the day as it’s preventing further collateral damage.” She laughs.
“Savior.” Chat teases in a sing-song voice. He leans towards her, making a funny expression; she pushes him away with a roll of her eyes. He cackles along with her, even as his face is shumused.
“Hush, Chat.” She says with a smirk.
“Never.” He winks at her.
Nadia clears her throat and Ladybug turns back to her. They are..they are still on live TV. whoops. She totally forgot about the cameras and the news anchor. Her face gets red as her mask and the urge to turn around and zip off is prominent. Unfortunately, fleeing immediately is not an option she has. Everyone that’s watching her for the feeling of safety or admiration would be shell-shocked and possibly angered if she just bolted the way she often did in her civilian life. “So, is there anything else the common person can do to help our city be the safest and best it can be?” Nadia asks.
Ladybug nods. “Aside from looking out for the people we are around and love, you can open yourself up to people you’ve never talked to before -- becuasven just a small conversation can make someone feel like they have someone who cares about them and willinging wants to get to know them -- it’s important to stay calm in times of disagreement. Arguments are bound to happen: they are a fact of life. We can’t control that. What we can do in those situations is take a deep breath and think about how it might feel from the person or people’s point of view. We’re not always right and we need to know that! Breathe and speak calmly until it is resolved; even that can easily eliminate an akuma’s chance of taking over.”
Nadia nods and faces the camera head again. “Thank you, Ladybug. There are many ways to help and be a superhero!” She smiles.
“Yep!” Chat said, leaning onto his staff. “It’s a collaborative effort. Sure, Ladybug’s the face of it all-” He nudges her slightly, making her stumble. Ladybug glares at him and Chat just cheekily smiles back. “-but it’d be nothing with the help of everyone else.”
“I wouldn’t say I’m the face-”
“I would!” He cuts into her sentence.
She snorts. “Of course you would.” She gives him a raised eyebrow. Chat grins back at her in response.
“What? Think I should be the one in front?” He stretches the staff across his shoulders and flashes a grin at the cameras. “Just call me, anywhere, anytime. I’ll put my modeling face on.” He winks to the viewers at home, some of which may have fainted at the act as if he was a notable cleberite. Technically, Chat Noir is one but she’s seen too many of his childish antics to really believe that. It is shocking how smooth he is at charming the cameras and posing for a non-existent photoshoot. She can admit (only to herself in her head though; he has enough of an ego that she doesn’t need to feed) Chat has debonair.
“Yeah, yeah, chin up Chat.” Ladybug teases him, knocking him off balance. “Your 5 o'clock photoshoot is here.” She jokes.
Chat sticks his tongue out at her. “Jokes on you, five is a terrible time for pictures. The lighting will be off!”
“And how did you ever learnthat?” She snorts. Chat Noir gasps dramatically and puts a hand on his chest in mock offense.
“Excuse me, I am much more than a pretty face; although I’m not faulting you for looking there.” He smirks back at her, flickering his eyes to the camera. “I’ve got some obscure knowledge -- test me, I can pass.” He leans at her with a cocky eyebrow raise.
“Mm, you’re really putting on a show.” She says, cocking her head to the side.
“Me? Putting on a show? An act?” He says indeclously. “Never.” He nearly whispers, smiling and showing off his fangs. They gleam in the sunlight.
Suddenly, Chat Noir, all clad in his leather suit, light-reflecting fangs and staff looks a bit like a real bad boy; Ladybug hates it so much because one, it’s not him at all (though it’s entertaining enough and she will allow him some fun) and two, she doesn’t...totally hate the image in the way a teenage girl wouldn't totally hate a new cute guy at school.
“So you say.” Ladybug says, turning away quickly before she starts blushing.
Nadia seems overjoyed by the entire affair and shoves the microphone between them, at a speed which is surprising to her. “You two are very close, correct?’ She asks with a grin. Ladybug looks at her curious and nods. “Would you say…” Oh. Oh, now she knows what’s coming next and honestly, she doesn't like it. “...you’re in a relationship or will be?’ Nadia asks. Her expression looks innocent enough but Ladybug knows better.
“Oh, no.” Ladybug says, covering the awkwardness with laughter. “Not ever.” She confirms. She looks at Chat who only nods softly in agreement. He’s probably uncomfortable with the talk of relationships; it’s only been a few weeks since his break-up with his girlfriend (or boyfriend or theyfriend...she doesn’t judge.) “We’re partners in fighting crime; it’s important for us to work well together and be friends but that doesn’t equate to romantic interest.” She explains.
Nadia nods thoughtfully as if she hasn’t considered the platonically friends angle just yet. “Totally, we can all tell you’re in perfect sync.” She says with a smile. “Although, I’m sure you’re conformabelt enough that a relationship wouldn’t be weird: you already playfully tease and flirt with each other -- it looks pretty natural.” Ladybug smiles a little forcefully. God, not every pair of male and female needs to be together immediately or ever!
“Yes, well we spend a lot of time putting our lives in each other’s hands; we’ve learned to joke around. But-” She says firmly with a slight frown. “-we are just friends and it is still a work relationship to us.” She says. Nadia nods with a smile and turns back to the camera.
“Well, that’s Ladybug and Chat Noir: our heroes!” She says, babbling away as an anchor.
Ladybug sighs and prepares to leave and head home: maybe she’d take a soak to wind down and soothe her aching muscles. Maybe read a book before getting to the grueling homework? Before she can go, she feels a hand on her shoulder and looks back to see Chat smiling at her teasingly.
“So...co-workers?” He says, stifling his laughter.
“Shut up.”
“Come on! You said it? I’m just repeating it to you.”
“Yeah, yeah, go home.”
“You’ll miss me right?”
“...I’m gonna leave.”
“Hey!”Huge thank you to @shaniartist for allow me usage of their art and to @ladynoirjuly for the prompts !
Art credits: Shaniartist on Tumblr, shani_artist on IG
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hardyorange · 2 years
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✨Productive morning journal✨
It's been a little while, but I'm ready to get back in the swing of things now that I'm mostly recovered from AWA!
Thanks to daylight savings time ending, this morning I:
✨ got woken up a little early by my roommate's alarm, but then woke up again a bit before 7:00 am, netting me over eight hours of sleep after falling asleep around 11:00 pm last night with the time change giving me that extra bit I needed!
✨ sort of stretched and dozed, so I got out of bed by 7:30 am
✨ I wasn't keeping particularly good track and definitely took longer than usual, so I was dressed and had my breakfast of brown sugar oatmeal with the last two sliced bananas and tea ready by 8:30 am
✨ I didn't want to get sucked into watching yt for too long, so I looked up how to wash my mouse pad and then tried to do a bit of online shopping; I discovered I really hate online shopping! doesn't matter which site, all are equally hard to find what you actually want and feel like endless clicking with none of the fun of actual shopping; I gave up on that (and mostly finished my breakfast) around 9:00 am
✨ I have one assignment due this week, which I started yesterday but didn't start early enough to properly finish, so I opened that up and got to work; it's supposed to be the first 15 minutes of three different assigned lesson topics, so I knew I shouldn't struggle with it; still, I lost focus around 9:30 am and checked social media for a bit
✨ I was back on track around 9:50 am and done by 10:30 am! really, I ought to have been able to do that easily yesterday, but I didn't get moving until too late which, because I didn't have food in my system, through me off entirely
✨ then I got sucked into social media :facepalm: I meant to only text my roommate to let me know when they woke up and read the latest post from the one political blog I follow, but I got side tracked by opening up tumblr to type this, following a mini yt rabbit hole, reading fanfiction, and scrolling fb; I finally got started on writing this at 11:30 am
I spent last weekend at AWA with two of my friends I never get to see and went to an additional concert with one of them Sunday night, so it was a good thing I had worked so far ahead on my school work, because I felt almost useless the whole week!
I delivered my lesson presentation, but our professor almost exclusively gives feedback to the guys in our group because he "has granddaughters" and thus somehow can't get too intense with his critiques of non-dude students??? which, he almost exclusively gives critiques and not compliments so I honestly have no idea how he felt about my presentation, and I made a pretty huge math error in part of it that a classmate had to catch, so I wish he had just said anything about how I did so I could stop obsessing over it; he's a good teacher, but "soft" sexism is still sexism, and I'm not going to get better if he doesn't tell me what I did well or could improve on
the writing team for an academic paper I'm involved with held an emergency meeting Tuesday instead of Thursday because of schedule conflicts, but it meant I could make requested changes ASAP and have the draft ready for submission by Friday when it was due, and then the conference offered a week extension to everyone anyways!
Wednesday was the second test for my hardest class, fortunately moved from Monday because our professor forgot about it; he hadn't handed back the homework relating to the section by the time of the test, so I don't think I did all that great on it
by Thursday I was doing pretty alright, especially since I could nap instead of going to our usual writing team meeting; I actually had a student show up to my online office hours, but he struggled so much with the technology that we hadn't managed to answer a single question by the time he left 45 minutes after he joined; this is particularly concerning because we've been doing classes and office hours online for over a year now, and he's a substitute teacher responsible for working with students himself!
on Friday I actually got up and ate a cooked breakfast before noon (breakfast burger, made breakfast-y by omitting the pickles and adding a fried egg), and then spent that day cleaning up from AWA, which involved laundry and reorganizing the hall closet to fit the cleaning supplies my friend hadn't wanted to keep, and also got the litter boxes cleaned, sink completely empty of dishes, and a few things set aside for donation
Saturday was a bit of a haze, probably because of all my activity the day before, where I didn't get out of bed until noon and spent five hours barely managing to get a third of my homework assignment done before I made dinner (microwave baked potatoes with cheese) and went to bed
✨ it's just after noon now, so I want to finish this by 12:15 pm, then make lunch (fish maybe???) and take the recycling to the center, drop off the donations, and do a bit of grocery shopping with my roommate
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