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dnarez · 3 years

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Chapter 2 - Dinnertime

When Y/n got back to the bathroom she saw one of the cutest scenes ever.

Keigo was chirping to the duck that was in his hand, then he would squeeze the duck, as if they were having a conversation.

She knocked on the door and saw him panicking a little, but when he saw it was her he calmed down.

"Excuse me young master, it's time for me to wash your hair" he blushed heavily and nodded, turning his back to her.

She got close to him, took off her blazer, then started to wash his hair, being extra careful with her nails.

"Why do you call me 'young master' lady?" He was toying with the duck squeezing it from time to time.

"Why do you call me 'lady'?" She asked while rising the shampoo off

" 'cause you are one" he shrugged. "I also don't remember your name"

She giggled and started putting conditioner on his hair "exactly, I call you young master because that's what you are for me, and my name is Y/n"

"(Mispronunciation of Y/n)?"

"No, Y/n"

"(Another Mispronunciation of Y/n) ?"

She sighed and rinsed the conditioner from his hair "Call me one-san, that is way easier for you to pronounce"

He nodded with a heavy blush on his cheeks.

Y/n let the water be drained and took the towel that she had picked for him. "Can I pick you up?"

He looked at her for a bit and then nodded, standing up on the tub.

She smiled at him, then wrapped the towel that was obviously too big for him, and picked him up, letting him wrap his legs around her waist while holding his butt with both arms, keeping him safe.

Y/n got closer to the sink to let Keigo pick his plushie up. "Let's not forget your friend."

"Thank you" he took the plushie and hugs it.

"Your welcome young master" she goes back to the bedroom, that was all tidy again.

"Wow! You cleaned up!"

"Of course I did, I will be the one to fix your room until you tell me not to" Y/n sat him down on the bed "I am going to get the hairdryer, please change yourself while I am taking care of that."

She gets out of the bedroom and leaves Keigo alone.

The boy gets up on the bed and start to dry himself.

'This towel is extra fluffy, and it smells nice'

He rubs his face on the towel.

'Smells like flower'

He finishes drying himself and put the clothes that she gave him, but doesn't put on the shirt.

'There is no hole for my wings...'

Keigo heard a knock on the door and flinched.

"Young master? It's me, may I come in?"

He sighed relieved "yes, you can"

Y/n got in and was surprised to see him with only the pants and socks on. "First, when someone say 'may I...' you answer with 'you may...' " she goes to the bathroom with the hairdryer in hands

"And why aren't you with a shirt? Please come here so I can dry your hair"

He got up from the bed with his plushie in hands and follows her to the bathroom "There is no hole for my wings, if I try it will hurt to put it on"

"Oh! That's true! Don't worry, I will fix them for you, may I pick you up?" She tried to catch him on her trick

He looked at her then gave a small smile "You may"

She hummed happily while picking him up "You learn fast!"

"That's good?" He tilted his head.

Y/n put him sitting on the sink and said "Yes, since I am your teacher" then turned on the hairdryer and started to dry his hair and his wings.

Keigo closed his eyes and felt her nails massaging his head, he never had someone take care of him like that... it was nice, by the looks of it his life had really changed.

"There! A cute and clean boy" she let him there while she fixed his shirt. "Now he just needs to put a clean shirt, and he will be done"

Y/n got back to the bedroom and gave him the same shirt, but with slits for his wings.

"A hole wouldn't be better?" He asked after putting the shirt with some difficulty

"It's important to cover the base of your wings young master, since it is a very sensible part" she walks to the door "Tomorrow you will have clothes that can fit you properly, since it's 18h right now, I will prepare yours and your mother's dinner, while I cook you and your plushie can explore the house"

He walks to her with the toy in hand "Can I stay with you?"

She shook her head "You need to get familiarized with the house, and I do a better job alone, but here..." she took a little box with a bottom in it "this is a way to call me, but please do it only when needed, I still have to do my chores"

"And if I press it on accident?" He took the bottom box from her hand and held it with one hand.

"Meet me in the middle of the way to the kitchen, this house isn't as big as you think, I will almost always be on the kitchen or the backroom that is where I live"

"Okay..."

"See you at dinnertime, just... stay away from the door with the black doorknob, it is your mother's room"

He nodded.

"Now if you excuse me young master" she bowed to him and went to the kitchen.

Keigo didn't know what to do, he could sleep, or explore the house, since his curiosity was very big he decided to explore, if the dinner wasn't ready until then, he would take a nap.

"I think it will be better if you stay here" he said while putting his plushie on the pillow "I will see you later"

The winged boy went to the hallway and started to explore.

There was an office, with a small desk and chair that he could fit comfortably, a normal sized desk and chair, with a blackboard behind it, with a lot of bookshelves.

He found on the hallway a bathroom, and another bedroom.

The house was very empty, with no paintings and plain furniture, maybe he could change that with lady's help.

Keigo went to the living room and found his mother on the couch watching T.V. he was about to sit by her side, but she laid on the couch taking all the space.

He looked at her with the same blank face as always and goes to the snow globe, when he was about to take it, he heard her.

"Don't break it."

"I won't" Keigo got the globe from the top shelf and looked at it curious about the city that was inside it, he sat on the floor and lightly shook the globe seeing the fake snow fall on top of the small city made him smile.

He heard foots steps getting close to him, he shrunk into himself, feeling dense, but then he felt someone pet his head.

Keigo looked behind him, he hoped to be his mother, but was meet by the young (h/c) haired lady.

"This is my hometown, is one of, if not the most precious thing I have, can you read the name that is written there?" She sat by his side and pointed to the name, on it.

"L-los A-a-an-ge-gelis, Los Angelís?" he tilted his head to and heard she was holding a laughter.

"Almost there, it's Los Angeles, it's a very far away place that I once lived."

"Really? How far is it from here?"

"It's on the other side of the world"

"WHAT?! That's very far! How did you get here?" Keigo looked at her surprised.

"On a plane, I came to live with mi gran mama, and mi gran papa, but they died when I was around your age, if it weren't for the commission I would be with my mother... let's say that... I didn't like her very much, I am very grateful, and you should too" Y/n got up and put the globe back on its place "The dinner is ready, let's eat?"

She went to the dinning room, another place of the house that was plain, but the food on it was looking delicious.

"Woooaaah!!!!" he gave a big smile with stars in his eyes.

"Since I don't know what you two prefer, I decided that it would be better if I cooked something more common, you can tell me which one you liked the most, so next time you will eat it again, or something like that" Y/n smiled at their reaction, "eat as much as you like, I can cook more if you so wish" she bowed and stood behind Keigo's chair.

"Ah! My toy, I forgot it!" He looked at her panicking.

"I will go and get it for you, don't worry" Y/n went to fetch the toy.

When she exited, the room became dense, but Keigo ignored it and started to eat, neither of them said a word to the other.

When Y/n came back with the toy Keigo looked at her with his face all dirty and gave her a smile. "Thank you very much" she put the toy beside his plate and cleaned his face with a napkin.

"Your welcome young master" she smiled at him and got back to her place behind him.

He stopped eating and looked at her "Aren't you going to eat?"

"Not right now, don't worry, I will eat after cleaning the kitchen" she waved him off

"Okay..." Keigo went back to eating.

Y/n noticed that he was eating more of the fried food, he ate his vegetables, and also most of the cooked chicken that was there.

'tomorrow I will make fried chicken, let's see his reaction' she smiled at the thought.

They both had eaten everything, Y/n gave a big smile, happy that they liked her food. "How about some desert?"

Keigo's head turned to her fast, his eyes blown wield "CANDY??!" I CAN HAVE THAT???"

"Stop shouting" his mother scolded, which made him deflate a bit.

"Yes you can, but always ask, like right now, you two will eat ice cream"

"I always wanted to eat that!" Keigo's wings fluffed up, he chirped a bit.

"You never ate ice cream before?"

He shook his head "I almost never have candy"

"I will be right back, I think you will like it"1+ she started to clean the table, he tried to help, but she didn't let him.

After cleaning the table she came to them with two ice cream cones, each with two balls.

He had stars in his eyes when he saw the ice cream, and as soon he took the first bite his face lighted up.

"Don't eat it too fast! Or you are gonna-"

"AAAAH! MY HEAD!" he started to rub his hand on his head.

Y/n giggled and petted his head "If you eat it too fast you are going to have a headache, people call it brainfreeze"

"It... hurts..." he took a deep breath and took a smaller bite.

"Eat it slowly and there will be no pain" she keeps petting his head

When he finish it she gives him a napkin "clean you face please, I will explain to you how all of this is going to work"

Keigo cleaned himself, his mother ate her ice cream, not saying a word to him.

"Right now you are malnutricied, so for the next 2 weeks we will be focusing on that, I will be you teacher, you won't go to school, but if you want to go out, I will be acompaning you, and only on weekends, on week days you wake up at 07h and will be studing with me until 10h where we will take a brake, then until 16h, beyond that you are free. Just remenber, when you are healty enought your physhical training will start, you scheadule will change when it happens."

"How will the physical training work?" He tilted his head

"I just know that you will probably get hurt frim it, I'm not fit to that kind of job, now, what would you two like to do?" Y/n asked.

"Do you have alcool?" His kother asked

"Sorry, but no"

"I'm going to bed, keep it down"

"Yes ma'am" Y/n bowed to her and turned to Keigo "You ate, bathed, how about some historys until you fall asleep? How does that sound young master?"

"That sounds great!" He picked up the toy

"But first brush your teeth"

"Common!" He winned, which made her giggle.

. . . . . . . . ..............................

As you all can see, the progress is slow

I also have another fanfic so I'm not quite sure as to how organize my time, but I will do my best.

❤~

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bluezey · 3 years

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Play Date

Ian dresses up and does girly things with his little sister Judy, but wants to keep it secret because he’s afraid of what would happen if someone found out. So of course the inevitable happens when Judy invites a friend over for a play date.

I wanted to write a story about Ian dealing with Judy bringing a friend over for a play date, but I didn’t know how to end it. I saw some stuff by @tepiski and I figured something out. So, thanks!

EDIT: a nice person informed me that I used the wrong wordings in some places, so I made a few corrections. My apologies, like Ian, I’m still learning.

Barley skidded his van to a stop outside of New Mushroomton Elementary School, excited more than ever to pick up little Judy. Judy has been telling Barley all week about her new friend she made at school, a faun named Saria. After talking to Laurel and Colt, and convincing Saria’s parents, Barley and Judy got a play date set for that afternoon. Shortly after the bell rang, Judy raced up to the van and hopped inside as soon as Barley opened the side door to the back.

“Where’s your friend?” Barley asked.

“She’s right behind you,” Judy replied.

Barley turned and looked down at a little faun girl. The faun had the bottom half of a sheep, and short curly black hair to match her curly black wool. She wore a sherbet orange hoodie and wire frame glasses. She had a friendly smile, but looked a little shy. “Judy?” she called out.

Judy waved. “Right here, Saria! I told you my brother’s van was cool!”

Saria perked up a bit when she realized she was at the right van. “Oh, good. “ She then looked up at Barley, and kind of grew sheepish again when noticing the size of him.

Barley just smiled. “Don’t be scared, milady,” he introduced himself in his boisterous acting tone. “Tis I, Barley of Lightfoot, and my mighty steed, Guinevere the Second!”

Saria laughed as she climbed into the back of the van, with Barley’s help. “You’re right, Judy, your brother is funny,” Saria commented, settling into the back of the van with her elftaur friend.

Barley chuckled as he closed the door and hopped into the driver’s seat. The ride home was short, thanks in part to Barley’s partly reckless driving. Barley asked a few questions to get to know Saria. Her favorite color is orange, her favorite school subject is reading, she likes ice cream, flowers and, of course, Pretty Pretty Centaurs. Barley was also sure to ask if they have homework, but decided they didn’t have to start on it right away since it’s the weekend. Besides, he didn’t like math either.

Guinevere the Second pulled into the driveway, and Judy hopped out the second Barley opened the side door. Judy saw they parked right next to an old red sedan and immediately squealed with delight. “Ian’s home!” she cheered as she raced up to the front walk.

Saria looked up at Barley as she followed him up to the door. “Who’s Ian?”

“Judy didn’t tell you?” Barley asked. “Judy has another brother.”

“Oh,” Saria replied. “Sorry, I forgot his name.”

Barley smiled, seeing Saria growing sheepish again. “You’re gonna like Ian.”

Judy burst into the front door and immediately started looking for Ian. The college elf Ian was sitting at the dining room table, going over his chemistry notes and textbook while sipping a fresh cup of coffee. “Ian!” Judy slammed herself into a side hug, almost knocking Ian out of his chair as he made a mess over his notes with his highlighter.

“Oh! Judy.” Ian chuckled to himself as he stood up to fix his notes and some toppled pieces of Barley’s role playing game occupying the rest of the table.

“Are you home for the weekend?” Judy asked after letting go of her hug.

“Uh, yeah?” Ian replied, not sure how else to respond to that. He’s here, and college is about an hour away. It’s obvious he’s staying over for the weekend. But Judy’s just a kid.

“Yo, Iandore!” Barley called out as he strolled into the dining room.

“Hey, Barley.” Ian looked down at the little faun girl hiding a little behind Barley’s leg. “And who’s this little girl?” he asked with a friendly smile.

“This is Saria,” Judy introduced. “She’s my friend from school. She’s here for a play date.”

“Is that so?” Ian saw the shyness of Saria, but noticed her trying to overcome it by stepping out from behind Barley. Still, her face showed how unsure she was of this new person. Being nice, Ian simply held out his hand. “Hi, I’m Ian.”

Saria smiled, then took his hand with a gentle handshake. “I’m Saria.”

“Good to meet you,” Ian replied. “I like your name.”

Judy’s excited smile turned to a disappointed frown as she saw Ian sit back down and return to his studies. “Oh. You don’t have time to play, do you?” she pouted.

“Judy,” Barley tried to warn her.

“No, it’s okay,” Ian replied, reaching for his coffee mug. “Just give me a few minutes, I can take a break to play.” Ian took a sip of coffee, now knowing he’s gonna need the caffeine for both a play date and a study session.

Judy leaped with joy. “Great! Saria can meet Iandelle!”

Ian immediately spat out his coffee all over Barley’s board game. Barley held out his arm, trying to stop much of the sprayed coffee and spit from getting on the figurines.

Saria looked curious. “Who’s Iandelle?”

“I, uh… uhh…” Ian quickly turned to stuttering and sweating before he finally gave up and quickly exited to his and Barley’s bedroom down the hall.

A short pause passed before Saria innocently pointed out, “Ian forgot his books.”

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“Ian?” Barley opened the bedroom door just far enough so he could peer in, before stepping inside. He looked across the room at Ian sitting on his bed, his back facing towards Barley, hunched over and clinging to his sides so tightly it left folds in his Willowdale College hoodie. Barley closed the door behind him and started making his way across the room. “Ian?”

Ian looked over his shoulder. “Oh, hey.” He turned back for a second, before looking back again. “Where’s Judy and…?”

“Saria?” Barley asked.

“Yeah,” Ian replied.

“They’re playing in Judy’s room,” Barley replied, pointing upstairs. Barley made his way to Ian’s bed and sat down beside him. Ian scooted away a bit, he hunched back over, squeezed his sides, his leg shaking with stress and his skin pale and clammy. Ian obviously knew why Barley was here, and it wasn’t making the situation any better. Barley waited a minute, before finally breaking the tension with a, “Soo…”

“I can’t dress up like ‘Iandelle,’” Ian replied, defeated but firmly.

“Why not?” Barley asked. “You’ve dressed up plenty of times.”

“Just for Judy,” Ian stressed, standing up from the bed. He turned to Barley, wide eyed in panic. “I can’t do it for… I mean… I…”

Barley just sat there, waiting for Ian to get it all out. It’s not like Ian had a choice. He was between his bed, with Barley sitting on it, and his closet, where he hides those few dresses that he wears when he plays with Judy so she can have someone to do ‘girly things’ with. He felt trapped. It was causing him to breathe shallowly before he finally released it, ranting to Barley. “How am I going to deal with Saria when she goes home to her parents? What if she tells of Judy’s big brother who likes to spend time in a dress? That he likes to spend time with his little sister in lace and stockings, and playing with princess dolls, and having tea parties, and getting their hair and nails done?”

“You guys paint your nails?” Barley asked.

Ian paused, before nervously shoving his hands under his arms. “N-No?”

Barley raised an eyebrow at Ian.

“I… I take it off before I go back to college, okay?” Ian leaned back against the closet door and slid down to sitting, his knees bent and feet on the floor, so the legs of his jeans rode up and revealed some of the white stockings he was wearing under his jeans and sneakers. “What if Saria’s parents start telling others about me? What if those people tell those people? What if word gets back to the school? What if word gets back to college?”

“You haven’t met any transgender people at college?” Barley asked curiously.

“…. One.” Ian admitted. “I think. I don’t know, but… there’s this one guy cyclops, and… I think he might- I mean he may have been assigned as female at birth… I may be wrong. And maybe I am wrong, and he really is a guy. I…” Ian closed his eyes tight and grit his teeth, growing frustrated with this argument.

“… Okay.” Barley replied.

Ian opened his eyes. “What?”

“Okay.” Barley stood up from the bed. “You made your point.”

Ian watched as Barley stood and walked back to the door. He looked down, defeated and mad at himself. “I know Judy loves playing with ‘Iandelle.’”

Barley looked over his shoulder, and gave a comforting smile. “I know.” With that, Barley walked out of the door, closing it behind him.

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A week passed, and Ian was on his way home from college for the weekend. He usually visited when he didn’t have much homework to do, and he had a lot of homework to do. But he couldn’t help it. He felt bad for how he ended it with Barley, with Judy. And it was a bad first impression with Saria. He didn’t know how he was going to handle it if Judy asked for Iandelle again, but he just had to go home.

Ian pulled into the driveway beside Guinevere the Second. He took out his bookbag, his suitcase, and his laundry bag full of dirty clothes. He went inside, but surprisingly, it was quiet in the house. “Hello?” he called out. No response. He was curious, but he thought he’d get started on his homework while he had free time. Ian started a pot of coffee and let it brew as he put his suitcase and bookbag in his bedroom and tossed his load of laundry into the washer. He returned to the kitchen and poured a cup of coffee for his studies.

As Ian made his way to the bedroom, he thought he heard laughter in the backyard. It made him pause for a moment, then curious when he heard the laughter was two little girls and Barley. He knew there was nothing unusual about that, but he thought he’d at least check in on them before he closed himself off in his bedroom.

Ian approached the sliding glass window and took a look outside. Their backyard had an in ground pool, currently tarped over for the fall, a small playset complete with a slide and swing, and a big oak tree in the corner. Saria was climbing the tree, jostling the branches so more leaves could fall, and Judy was racing through the yard, laughing as her hooves kicked up the leaves as she ran through the small piles of them scattered around the yard. Barley was chasing after Judy, trying to keep up with her newfound speed beginning to grow on her. Judy was dressed in a Princess Kenna tunic, and Barley was dressed in his usual warrior outfit… and a brown skirt. A skirt that was far too short for him, so he had to wear his cargo shorts underneath, but that’s clearly a brown miniskirt!

Ian couldn’t help but smile. Judy was having the time of her life, Saria was having fun, and Barley did look a little silly with his big body in such a tiny, wide skirt, but Barley looked like he didn’t care. Barley used all of his energy to catch up to Judy, tackle her and drag her into a pile of leaves with a big flurry of autumn colors flying into the air around them. Ian gave a laugh before leaving the scene, going back to his room.

Hours passed with Ian secluded in his room, at his desk, between writing an essay and looking up collegiate sources online for said essay. Just as he was two pages and a cup of coffee in, Ian’s focus was distracted a bit by laughter in the house, then again a half hour later as Barley entered the bedroom.

“See ya later, Saria! Goodbye, Mrs. Morrow!” Barley closed the door behind him as he saw Ian at his desk. “Hey! You’re home!”

“Yeah, and I’m kinda busy here,” he said, motioning to his computer, “so…”

“Oh, got it.” Barley threw himself on his bed, picked a random Quests of Yore book off his nightstand and began reading.

Ian went back to work, but not before looking back at Barley, legs casually crossed while still in that miniskirt. “You know, you didn’t have to do that.”

“I know,” Barley replied, not looking up from his book.

Ian shook his head with a smile before going back to work.

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A few weeks passed, with Saria visiting the Lightfoot house three times for a play date. Ian wasn’t home, but Barley was, and dressed in his mini skirt at least twice for the occasion. Laurel came home early the second time, and shared a laugh with Barley when she realized what was happening. After that, Barley began to dress up in his mini skirt just for Judy once in a while.

One Friday afternoon, Saria was dropped off at the Lightfoot house for a play date, and she and Judy waited at the brothers’ bedroom door for Barley to get dressed. “Come on, Barley!” Judy pouted.

“Just a minute!” Barley shouted from the other side of the door. A moment passed before Barley came out, in a bold display, donning his warrior garb and mini skirt. The girls cheered, but Barley held out his hand to shush them. “Ah ah ah, we have one more joining us…” Barley stepped aside.

A hesitant moment passed before Ian stepped shyly out of their bedroom, wearing his white princess dress with pink lace and frills. His head was lowered a bit, but a smile formed over his blushing blue face when Judy hugged him tight. “Iandelle!”

Saria looked up at Ian in complete confusion. “You’re Iandelle?”

“…. uh…. yes?” Ian muttered.

Saria smiled. “I like your dress.”

“Uh, thanks,” Ian replied, a little more audibly, but still sheepish.

“Let’s play makeover!” Judy chimed.

Barley replied, “Uh, Saria’s mom says no makeup. How about tea party?”

Saria gasped. “With real cookies?”

“Mom?” Barley called out.

“Two cookies per tea party guest,” Laurel called back from the kitchen.

The girls jumped up and down and cheered, while the boys tried to calm them down. “Okay, you girls go upstairs and set the table. We’ll get the cookies,” Ian said. The girls ran upstairs, squealing excitedly, as the boys in dresses made their way to the kitchen.

“Nice of you to join us, Princess Iandelle,” Barley told Ian.

Ian smiled to his brother. “Why thank you… Barlia.”

“That’s Lady Barlia,” Barley declared as he grabbed Ian and held him down for a noogie.

Ian struggled as he protested, “Watch the dress!”

#pixar onward #sir iandore of lightfoot #ian lightfoot #princess iandelle #judy lightfoot #barley lightfoot #judith judy lightfoot

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bugaboowritings · 5 years

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Punk!Marinette - A Short Drabble-

Marinette Helps Adrien out of a Tree

I have been going down holes as I avoid spoilers. Even found my unfinished writing about Punk! Marinette just had to polish it up. Inspired from art under the punk Marinette tag and @musicfeedsmysoul12 who wrote some things on this au.

Also I’m slowly posting my work at ao3 to make it easier to find, my username is bugaboo0scrambles for anyone interested.

Marinette clicked her tongue with satisfaction. Admiring her work with her mirror. With years and years of practice, applying winged eyeliner still seems like a game of Russian roulette. Going perfectly amazing or making her say “screw it” before giving herself a smoky eye to cover it up the ‘step-sisters’ she painted on her lids. Yet, it was a part of her routine, something she kept since that summer ago spent watching strangers talk about products and brushes.

The laces on her boots drew out the gap between leather and skin as if it was a long sign. Marinette tugged on her laces tighter before reaching a fixed level of security. Fitting in like a second skin. Her hand smoothed over her slick new shoes, relishing its aesthetic allure and not helping the snicker that came up her throat. The heels on this pair were a whopping 3 and a half inches. Nothing major compared to the other shoes on display in the market, but it was enough to give her the needed height to make her a pinch taller then Alya.

With that, she carefully went down the stairs. Watching her step as she got comfortable to the new height. Accepting her death only twice while she barely caught herself from tumbling down the stairs.

Stuffing the long laces into the inside of her boots before making it out of the backdoor of the house. Her hand on the doorknob, other on her hip. Calling out to her parent goodbye as the front of the bakery buzzed with customers.

Nibbled on her maroon-stained lips before checking the trash can. Emptying it to before her parents forgot about it.

The fresh air outside was mixed with the sounds of cars and that horrible unidentifiable “alley smog” rushing to her head. Pushing the plastic bag out the doorway and into the alley. Stepping out before her dad escaped the customers to plot a kiss on her daughter’s head. His beard carried traces of flour while his apron was clean except the splash of fruit-filling by his knee. Wishing Marinette good luck at school before he rushed to get more ingredients as her mother yelled from the front to take care.

Marinette lightly swept her bangs to get rid of her father’s messy, flour kiss. All while her nose crinkled at the smell of day-old eggshells and butter wrappers. Holding her breath and feeling her wrist twist as she opened the dumpster to throw in the trash. Not helping the gag that came up as the garbage smelt of sun-baked vomit cookies. Letting go of the metal lid causing it to slam shut. If her caffeinated tea didn’t wake her up, then that harsh sound did. Even scaring off the black cat that slept peacefully before screeching off into the street.

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“How lame.” Chloe scoffed. Rolling her head like a rag doll as she raised her sunnies from her clear-blue eyes. Her nails, done and polished, flicked the lone blonde strand over her ear.

“Nice shoes, Mari!” She yelled. Booming her voice through the quad. “Matches the whole clown suit too!”

Marinette flipped her off without even looking in her direction. Making her way to the other end of the school to meet up Alya. The one classmate that could manage a conversation with her without being intimidated.

Alya typed swiftly on her keyboard without bothering to look at the keys. A skill that Marinette envied and Alya swore to be like second nature after months of drafting sharp observations over comics, movies and Paris local heroes on her blogs. She sported the denim jacket Marinette decorated for her with patches and pins all with a khaki pleated skirt. Topping it off with her very own white-tee. Her new merch, a commission by Marinette, for her Ladyblog.

“Alya.”

“Marinette.”

Marinette threw her bag under her before lifting her ankles to cross her legs. Rocking back and forth, waiting for the typing to slow down. Once it did, it reached a sudden stop.

Alya sighed and saved her work before tugging her bag on her lap. Sliding her laptop out of harm’s way.

“I got a new scoop last night.” Alya grinned. Relaxing into her seat. Crossing her glossy legs.

“You will never believe what I saw, girl!” Jumping on Marinette as stars lit up in her eyes. A quick transition from her blank expression earlier. Marinette, knowing where this was going, played dumb.

“Let me guess,” Mari hummed, narrowing her eyes at nothing in the distance. Only to get spooked when Alya shook her.

“AHH! I can’t wait! Just let me tell you!!”

Smirking at the journalist. Alya, as if her tongue was on fire, spit on her amazing story.

There she, in the middle of the night, getting a drink of water. Like how she always did when she was staying up late for an article. Only to hear a loud noise outside. Assuming it’s an Akuma before considering the idea of an earthquake happening in the middle of Europe or a plane crash. Incentively fishing for her phone to see the most amazing sight ever. The greatest thing to hit theaters in its time. The most inspiring and jaw-dropping things to ever live in black and white. The scaly, creepy Godzilla! Stomping out the streets of Paris in the dead of night. Apartments lights flicked on as the beast strolled through the street. Holding in its roars as it tossed its tail. Missing a building by a hair. With a “zip” and a “wow”, the Parian hero duo leaped neighborhoods and buildings. Chat Noir tossed his baton in the air, saving Ladybug by the fraction of second from being dino-chum as she twirled up into the air. Ladybug’s yo-yo looped around the monster swiftly with her momentum, tripping the beast toward the bottom of the Eiffel tower. With Chat Noir’s cataclysm ready, Ladybug called on her lucky charm and-

“- and Agreste at 10.” Alya murmured. Watching Adrien come through the front door with Nino by his side. Laughing at each other as they look back to Nino’s phone. Marinette turned around, groaning- knowing this morning routine too well. Trying to make herself seem smaller as she pushed back her shoulders. Hoping to go under notice. Already feeling his lime-green eyes on her back.

“I’ll be hiding in a tree or at the art studio, whatever I reach first.” Already grieving the loss of a perfectly good morning. “Text me if you need me.”

“See ya.” Alya waved. Slumping back to the bench as Marinette rushed away in the opposite direction of Adrien.

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“Marinette!”

“Agreste.”

“Ah. . .Come here often?”

Marinette had to stop the snort that came up her throat. Being a second late as a small chuckle left her lips. Having to shut down her face to not give Adrien the fuel to keep going. Bring back that dull expression as she watched Adrien struggle a little bit more.

“I don’t usually come here, but if I do I’m not dangling out of trees.”

“Uh,” Agreste hummed. Unsure what to say as he felt the tingling of blood rushing to his head competed with the deep blush that appeared on his cheeks. Or maybe that was just the pain of his blood rushing to head. Yeah, maybe it was the blood rushing to his head.

On the bright side, however, it made it harder to see if he’s blushing.

“I’m practicing my tree climbing. . . ?” He smugly answered.

“Practicing,” Marinette repeated. Letting that lame reason melt on her tongue before she even thought of accepting it. Crossing her arms as she stuck her leg out. Her heel rocked back and forth on the dirt. Creating a little hole as she thought this over.

“I’m not one to try and get into someone’s business-”

“You’re not getting in my business. I MEan, I-I don’t mind you asking about it. .!”

Marinette kissed her teeth. “Right . . . “

Biting her lips as she left out a long sigh. Pitching the bridge of her nose, the click on her rings hitting her septum piercing. She’ll regret this, she knows it already. She just had to humor him, even if it was a little longer.

“So Agreste. I would hate to bother this,” Marinette motioned. Her hands raised up and down and around. “But you seem like you need help? Do you need help to get down?”

“. . .Actually, yeah.”

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“Why is Marinette pulling Adrien out of a tree?” Alix questioned. Pointing out the window when Alya and Mylene came over. Her finger covering the odd scene outside.

The three girls press their faces up the glass as they watched the commotion outside unfold.

“It looks like Marinette is shoving him in a tree to me...” Alya mumbled. Squinting her eyes before she removed her glasses. Rubbing them quickly against her shirt before pushing them back up her face.

Mylene bit her thumb, “Do you think we should go and help them? Maybe they-”

A muffled thump hit the ground. A puff of dirt rising in the air, covering the teens outside. Coughing as they waved the dust away. Marinette smoothed the dirt off her jacket as Adrien groaned.

“I think they’re fine.” Alya hummed. Returning to her notebook.

“Okay, so what did you get for question seven?”

#ml #ml au #punk! Marinette #punk Marinette #Marinette #marinette dupain cheng #adrienette #adrien agreste #miraculous ladybug #fic #ml fic #short drabble #my writings #ml fanfic #My writing

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steve0discusses · 5 years

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Yugioh S4 Ep1 Part 1: Yugi Ditches Algebra, Cards Become Real

Ah, a new season a new day. It’s Season 4. And we’re going to start of with:

A deep sea sub. Sure, why not?

So Yugi’s unofficial other grandpa, Arthur Hawkins, AKA one of the member’s of this show’s only really happening OTP has decided to kinda ditch his Granddaughter Rebecca and go to the bottom of the ocean. Don’t blame him. Down here is where, I guess, he will come across this very Grecian looking structure.

Like Yugioh nonchalantly passes a lot of bad history at me but like...he’s in the Atlantic Ocean and there’s Grecian style stuff everywhere?

Why? I mean at least he’s not in the Pacific but like...Yugioh. Anyways, we’re not in Greece but the show had very little time to invent a brand new ancient architecture style although I would be super down for that.

But like...here’s the thing about columns--you can go really deep into column lore and people are really freakin picky about columns and what they mean, and this could have been a low key hilarious place to make an entirely new column order just for Yugioh. They could’ve done it and they decided not to. It’s OK, I’ll save it for the Marik’s Boat Time spinoff they’ll never ever make.

But I just want to bring up just real super fast that Noah and Gozaburo must’ve known about this place for years right? Like they super lived underwater and had robots poised to attack mankind stationed all over the sea floor so...we can pretty much guarantee they already knew about this place?

Just gonna bring up what a shame it is Noah freakin died.

Also want to bring up what a shame it was that Arthur didn’t show up at the beginning of S3 and be like “hey Yugi, I was just in the neighborhood, noticed you got picked up by an undersea gang, what’s up?”

(read more under the cut)

Anyway, there he is, our 70 yo adventurer, who has more energy than I have at under half his age. Arthur Hawkins needs to take it down a few pegs.

Or is it Hawkings?

Wtv.

Anyways, I gave Hawkins this tweed colored font that I just realized is nearly the same as Joey’s so it’ll change if he ever comes back.

Thanks for that prologue, Yugioh. Anyway, apparently no one on this side of Japan freakin cares, because despite finding what looks exactly like Godzilla’s lair on the bottom of the sea, we’re gonna instead fixate on Rex and Weevil.

Y’all I was going to make a joke about “why does this show fixate so much on Rex and Weevil at the beginning of so many arcs?” when I remembered that Bakura basically murdered all the other mean mini bosses from S1 except for Bandit Keith, who probably got deported by now.

I had to think long and hard just now about whether or not I’ve used that joke before because it is S4 and y’all I just don’t even remember.

(I have a very long story about Warby Parker that I just deleted fyi)

Rex is a Christmas plaid now because there are too many characters in this show.

Now that Rex and Weevil have been reunited, which is surprising because I just assumed these two have been Bert and Ernie-ing it up in some condo in the NYC, They say:

I almost forgot about the secret side-plot of Yugioh, that everyone is a cheese monger and very open about it.

So anyway, they’re off to have a very simple storyline of “I will try and Challenge Yugi Muto for God Cards” which...good luck with that, it only took 2 seasons for Yugi to finally accept his challenge from Seto Kaiba. Have fun following around Yugi Muto for 2 seasons.

When there’s a...really bizarre twist that happens. Just a very weird turn of events. Like recall that it’s the middle of the day, and the sun is shining, and there’s people and cars everywhere, and it’s a good neighborhood, and then, like playing Pokemon in tall grass, this guy just appears in front of them.

And guys, I’m from the Bay Area and I have slipped and fallen right on top of my phone on Fillmore which was DEVASTATING so like...their unstoppable speed walk down this 12 degree slope is...

I think they wanted to run into them, I really think they did. I think people in this town are so desperate for any excuse to fall into a horrifying disaster that they are just magnetically attracted to anyone wearing an oversized blanket.

Also this guy’s look is...kind of forgettable. It’s somehow weird and also forgettable at the same time. Hit that sweet spot for me. I don’t even remember this guy’s name, it was so forgettable. I’ll look it up later. Maybe bro will do it. I dunno. He wears a Monocle so like...that’s all I can say about this guy.

OK so I just checked in with Bro and then Bro made a weird rant about this guy being called Gurimo and how bro had some strong opinions about Season 4. Then Bro said a statement that really stuck with me, although I only remember part of the statement which was: “...this guy can just go get more monocles from Forever 21 and Hot Topic...” which made me very quickly realize my adult brother has never entered either a Forever 21 or a Hot Topic if he thinks a cultist in a monocle would purchase monocles from there.

I learned a lot and now you have to know this too.

And in case you’re wondering “did Rex and Weevil deserve this?” No. He just immediately decided to steal their soul on the sidewalk in front of Women’s Foot Locker from what I assume is just down the street from Yugi Muto’s house/game shop.

(how did this storyboarder nail the 3/4 degree angle on Weevil here? Do you know how hard that is to do with not just glasses but weird ass chunky glasses?)

Ah, a duel disk that can stab yourself in the stomach with two very poorly laid out barbs.

Very nice rival to Kaiba’s duel disk that will behead you if you don’t fling your arm out just right.

So like...did he steal a duel disk from Kaiba and then mod it? Is that what they did? The whole point of duel disks is that you’re linked up to the Dueling Facebook or whatever...so did this Cultist buy a normal duel disk from Toy’s R Us and then say “ahahah I’m going to do so much card crime!” and then start modding it with help of a cosplay forum? Like what’s the story here of how this guy spent all of last year (and definitely all of last season) modding this duel disk over a computer desk, some metallic acrylic paint, and a sauntering iron, feverishly asking his forum if anyone can 3d print some sick ass runes for his soul-sucking duel disk?

And then I guess this guy dueled both Rex and Weevil at the same time? Like this was all off screen...but why didn’t Rex and Weevil just leave? Just don’t pull out your duel disk and you’re probably good?

Just so many ways to have avoided losing your soul in the first ten minutes of Yugioh.

Anyway, on the other side of town, Tea is worrying about Yugi which is basically her normal.

Joey and Tristan decided to meet up with her, not because she was clearly in distress, but because Yugi isn’t around, and why worry about Tea when instead your friend Yugi is probably going to destroy the world the moment you turn around (and he did. Yugi absolutely effed everything up the very moment these three took their eyes off of him)

And what was weird is that it took Yugi until, I dunno...several streets over to kind of come out of the ether and be like “heeey Pharaoh...um...what’s up?” Like it took him this long to say something. Probably so that by the time they would have walked back to school math would have been over.

So...did Yugi just not notice at first? Like it’s sort of amazing what these two don’t know what the other one is up to. Including this situation that little Yugi absolutely should have picked up on.

As it turns out, the cards are speaking very audibly to Pharaoh. This should have been somewhat of a...youknow...red flag...since Yugi can’t hear them but Pharaoh can. But, Yugi’s like “well...we’re so used to everyone just giving us the answer and that being the right call, I guess this must also be the right call.”

And...although he had quite the head start, These three are more than willing to drop the hell out of class and rack up those absences. I’m gonna assume they had to make up another wild excuse about Tea’s cat to that one teacher to get out of school just like last time, but they did all that offscreen.

And then Tea just kind of snapped, and she did so with a smile the entire time.

Her wording was somewhat different, but she did basically say something along the lines of “if you don’t remember me telling you this a million times, you are an idiot” and Pharaoh didn’t have an answer and so it was like he said without saying anything “yes, I am.”

Which he will further prove like five minutes from now.

Like Y’all, bless his cursed perfect ass, but Pharaoh is the biggest idiot in this show. Sometimes he’s brilliant, but if he’s ever left to his own devices, just the biggest idiot. He got duped by some guy pretending to throw his voice so that his cards looked like they were talking to him. Pharaoh thought cards can talk.

And so that’s how Pharaoh freakin caused the Apocalypse. The first of many.

He did so just so very easily.

His cards started wigging out, the tablet started icing over--it was like “hey remember what took 2 seasons to build up to? Well screw it.”

Also this happened, apropos of absolutely nothing.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand cards are real.

I mean they’ve been real for a few seasons but now the cards are officially real and they’re not cute like Pokemon. They’re all really gross and roided out and they probably have a funky smell. All of them.

I knew we’d get here eventually I just didn’t know it would be SO fast.

When no one was paying absolutely any attention--when my entire focus was inside of this museum, that was when cards became real.

Well...

...time to shove em into little balls I guess. Anyways, that’s it for this update because this episode was a lot of stuff so I’m gonna split it so y’all have it easier and so I have it easier too.

And if you just got there this is S4, if you want to start reading these from S1, here’s a link to the collection in chrono order, it’s basically like reading a Victor Hugo length of book except its just me ranting about WTF is going on in OG Yugioh for 100+ episodes, knock yourself out.

#Yugioh #ygo #recap #photo recap #episode recap #S4 #S4 Ep1 #Yugi Muto #Joey Wheeler #Tristan Taylor #Tea Gardner #Arthur Hawkins #Rex Raptor #Weevil underwood #I can't believe I remember both of those dummies' last names #Gurimo #a single monocle

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homesoutofhuman · 5 years

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Daddy Issues: Christmas Special Edition Part two…

Warnings: Smut, curse words, angst

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"Do you want to go to the park? Or we could do some Christmas shopping?” you ask Naomi, trying to be helpful once you’re out of the house.

“Actually I had a destination in mind.” She grabs your wrist and pulls you along.

Connor’s small legs can barely keep pace as all three of you dash through the streets. He looks up at you with wide eyes as if to ask why you are moving him so quickly so you wrench your hand from Naomi’s grasp, feeling her nails slide on your skin harshly.

“Can we slow down a bit?”

She scoffs, catches sight of Connor’s face and rolls her eyes. “He’s just like his father, always so serious about everything.”

Connor sniffs, looking worried he’s done something wrong and you hurl curses under your breath aimed at the back of Naomi’s head. You’re so busy trying to cheer up the little boy you don’t realise the destination Naomi has chosen until you’re already standing in the foyer.

“Naomi wait...this is…”

She holds up a hand. “I took the chance to let an old friend know I was in town. Ciao ‘tino…”

Santino approaches, striding through his gallery and you pick up Connor, backing away a bit as he greets Naomi.

“Bella….you look as good as ever…”

Naomi simpers in return and you give Connor a sceptical look. Santino catches sight of you and suddenly he is beside you, waving to Connor but leaning around the child to kiss your cheek, landing the second kiss right on your jaw bone. You blush but give him a friendly look. Since your birthday you and John have been starting a tentative friendship with the man, and you don’t want to jeopardise it.

“Princepessa…” he murmurs, using your old nickname and you have to hide a smirk at the look of outrage on Naomi’s face.

“I didn’t know we were coming here Santino...I’m...sorry.”

He shakes his head, speaking to you gently and calmly. “She gave me warning, do not distress yourself.”

When he turns back to Naomi his voice changes into something more theatrical, and you wince at the thought of any pain he may be hiding.

“So...let me give you a tour of the place…”

Santino shows off the most expensive piece in his gallery, not one of your favourites, but Naomi raves about it. You leave them to it, wandering back to your favourite spot, the Drip paintings. You managed to persuade John to let you keep Santino’s present so it hangs the wall of his office at home. Connor still doesn’t really to have an appreciation for art, so you find an apple in your bag and give it to him to munch on, thinking how proud John would be of you for having kicked your ice cream habit.

When you look up Naomi is standing in front of you looking sour. “You act like you’re his mother.”

“No I….” you stutter, feeling hurt and confused all at once.

She leans in close, and you can see the illusion of beauty she maintains crumbles a little on closer inspection. Her eyes are small and only made bright by heavy makeup, her mouth is twisted with rage.

“You’re not his fucking mother and you never will be.”

Santino appears right behind her, hearing every word. “That’s not polite Naomi. The child is here…”

She glances between him and you in outrage. “Are you fucking kidding me? Is everyone in love with the nanny? But then again, triangles were always your favourite shape ‘tino…”

Santino gives her a pained look. “This is not the place to discuss it.”

“I’m happy to take Connor home…” you offer in a small voice, seeing the tension between them.

“No. I made lunch reservations.” she seems to snap out of her bad mood, smiling at you and you blink at the sudden change.

Santino watches you all go, but as you pass he leans in with a quiet warning “Be careful principessa…that woman is never happier than when she’s causing someone pain.”

Naomi has surpassed herself, choosing a place that has Philippe Starck chairs but no allowance for children. The waiter looks down his nose at you when you ask for a menu for Connor. You dig around in your bag and find a juice box and some raisins, handing them to him with an apologetic look. Connor accepts them gratefully and your heart aches with fondness for him, hoping Naomi won’t hold it against you, you pet his curls and praise him, making him smile.

Naomi doesn’t seem to notice, she’s too busy ordering and not for the first time you begin to wonder what the hell John ever saw in her. If he’s telling you the truth, he never loved her, it was a drunken mistake. You know Santino did though, and you’re curious.

“Do you still keep in touch with Santino?”

Naomi orders wine before you can decline and finally turns her attention on you. “Hmm? Oh not really...I send him postcards occasionally.”

You flush, remembering, like the ones she sends to John for Connor. “You travel a lot.”

“Of course. Life is not living staying in one place.” she tilts her head, looking you up and down again and you shift in your seat as she leans over the table, pushing your hair back off your face.

“You should wear it like this...it makes you look older, you can see more of your bone structure.”

You self-consciously touch your hair, your skin burning where her fingers touched you. “Oh...I’m not sure…”

“Trust me. Just a few tweaks and I could have you looking so sophisticated Jonathan would die. Actually, let’s go shopping after lunch.”

She fills your wine glass and you sip nervously. “I need to take Connor home for his nap…”

“It’s fine, we’ll call Iosef to pick him up.” she picks at her salad, still staring at you. “Santino likes you too, huh?”

You shake your head. “No….he used to flirt with me to agitate John, but now we’ve all moved on.”

“So I see...you’ve moved on without me.”

She looks sad for the first time and you feel a tiny pang of sympathy. “It’s not like that. Connor misses you I’m sure, and as for me and John...it wasn’t planned, it just happened.”

You fix her with a gentle, earnest look “I’m not trying to be Connor’s mother Naomi, no one can ever take that away from you…”

She sniffs “Don’t be sweet to me, I don’t deserve it.”

Your throat is dry with nerves so you take another gulp of your wine. She refills your glass instantly and you have a strange impression she’s deliberately trying to make you drink more.

“I just need to ask...have you come to try and get John back?”

“You silly girl, no. I have Iosef”

“Oh, you love him?” you lean forward eagerly.

She gives a raucous laugh. “His father is a Russian oligarch, you know those people..have money we can’t even dream of…”

“Money is important to you?”

“Don’t be naive. Money is important to everyone. John has plenty though so you don’t need to worry. Why he still lives in that tiny house I have no idea.”

You bristle at her talking shit about a place that has such happy memories for you. “I don’t care if he has money or not.”

“Don’t you? He’s your sugar daddy is he not?”

You choke on your drink but she persists. “He bought you a car.”

“That was a birthday present” you gasp out.

“Sorry if I offended you, but you should be frank about it. We are all with people for different reasons. I’m sure Iosef is with me for sex.”

You’ve had enough wine to be curious, seeing Connor is distracted you dare to pursue the conversation. “So what is your theory on the reason John is with me?”

“Sweetie. You’re like a baby animal. Cute, full of life, and you evidently worship the ground he walks on. I bet you suck his cock whenever he wants, what more could a man wish for?”

You resist the urge to put your hands over Connor’s ears at her explicit words. “It’s not just about sex...we love each other.”

“I’m sure you do, but what do you have in common? The age-gap between you means you can’t possibly want the same things. I’m sorry to be cruel but there it is.”

You feel like she’s kicked you in the gut, suddenly feeling sick. “I’m taking Connor home...I think I drank too much…”

“Jesus I forgot you were a child.” Naomi complains, but relents and calls a cab for you all. Only when you see the sky is dark outside do you realise how late it is.

John is waiting at the door looking concerned. “Where were you?” You stumble inside and he smells your breath. “Have you been drinking?”

Naomi follows on your heels, ushering Connor inside. “Relax Jonathan, leave her alone…”

John gives her a murderous look. “I’m putting my son to bed. Get her a glass of water.”

Surprisingly she does so. “Thank you…” you say in a small voice “I think I’m about to get told off.”

She laughs, but not vindictively “I think you’re right. I better go.” she leaves in a cloud of sweet smelling luxury and you let your head drop back against the couch. The room spins around you. John appears beside you, he looks stern.

“You’re drunk.”

You wave a dismissive hand. “No! Tipsy maybe…” you reach to caress his cheek but he moves away and you feel hurt.

“You were drinking while looking after my child.”

You frown, raising yourself up on the couch to defend yourself. “I didn’t mean to drink so much...Naomi she...must have filled my glass…”

“You’re an adult. You should take responsibility for your own actions.” John admonishes and you pout, feeling anything but an adult in that moment.

“I’m sorry John...I’m so sorry. You know I’d never do anything to put Connor in danger…”

He looks torn between making his point and wanting to forgive you so you grab his hand and stroke the back of his thumb. “Don’t you know that?”

He lets out a deeply held breath. “Yes. I do. But still...you look a state…”

“Oh…?” you rub your face which feels too hot. “I’ll go take a shower…”

“No...I mean...you look...beautiful…” he cups your flushed cheeks and places a kiss on your mouth which is still glistening with wine. John gazes at you, you hair pushed off your face, your cheeks warm from drink, your eyes shining both alcohol and the fear you’ve upset him. He deepens the kiss as you simply respond, all your inhibitions destroyed by alcohol, you lift yourself up off the couch to press against him.

“John?” You say questioningly, as his actions and his words are not lining up.

“You have no idea do you?”

You hold him as he whimpers. “I’m here John...everything is okay…”

He gives a low grunt in his throat and lifts you off the couch. You grab your water and he carries you upstairs, placing you on the bed you now share. You’ve been living together for a while now but you still keep forgetting that John’s home is yours. He moves beside you and strokes your hair. You lay on your back and take deep cleansing breathes, waiting for the room to stop spinning.

“Feel better?” he asks, placing a warm large hand on your stomach soothingly.

“Yeah…”

You turn on your side to look at him and find him watching you with soft eyes. “Sorry I shouted at you (Y/N). I was just so worried...you’re precious…”

“I forgive you. If you forgive me?”

“Of course…” he kisses your forehead and you shift a bit so your head is on his chest. He runs his hand soothingly down your side and you feel yourself growing wet, all it takes is for him to touch you and your body readies itself for sex, it’s a problem.

John is staring at you, as if afraid you’ll disappear if he blinks. “I was going out of my mind...and it wasn’t just for Connor. God, it scares me how much I love you.”

He helps you undress and you lay back down on the bed. He’s wearing his old t-shirt with the hole in the collar and plaid pyjama pants. He looks tired, gorgeous, yours.

“Show me how much you love me John…” you plead and he moves over you without hesitation, moving his fingers inside your underwear. His eyes widen when he finds you soaking and if you hadn’t had so much wine you’d be embarrassed.

“You’re so wet for me…” he says in wonder and you arch your back like a cat, moving your arms above your head and moaning as his lovely fingers speed up. He bends down, sucking your nipples, making you give a needy whine. His licks his tongue over your navel, pulling down your panties and dipping his head to eagerly taste you.

You think he is going to stay there a while, so you give a cry of surprise as he flips you over on the bed. You look over your shoulder and see him staring at you again, and press yourself into the mattress feeling vulnerable. John grips your shoulders then scratches his nails lightly down your back, ending at your backside and pushing it down so you’re flat against the bed. His cock slaps against your ass and he trails it down over the cheeks to your entrance, leaving a damp trail in its wake.

“Going to teach you not to scare me like that…” he murmurs and you hear from his voice he is wrecked, pushing into you steadily. You fist your hands into the sheets as he moves roughly inside you, jolting you against the mattress but gripping your hips, not letting you move. You lay there and take it, choked sobs of pleasure falling from your lips, begging him to go faster and harder even as he fucks wild and unhinged like an animal.

His desperate passion makes you shiver and you flood around him as he bends to growl in your ear. “Come on little one...I want to feel you soak my cock baby...” You obey easily, you’ve never felt pleasure so intense. Your head is already so dizzy from the wine you almost black out from your climax.

When he comes with a roar John sinks his teeth into your neck hard enough to leave marks. He turns you over as you can barely move yourself and kisses you, open mouthed and possessive, before letting you fall back against the pillows.

“‘m sorry John…” you murmur again.

“You better not leave me...” he whispers, pressing a kiss to your forehead and it’s the last thing that echoes in your mind before you sleep.

#ouch my heart #again i'll be here in the trash if you need me #my mum told me off for saying trash and not rubbish but i can do what i want #daddy issues #christmas edition #john wick x you #john wick x reader #dilf!johnwick #i was gonna wait for sunday to post but i'm bored and needy so here we are

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lovelylapins · 6 years

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au august day 7

day 7: famous

adrien is too famous already, so we said YEET and went with the good sis mari

Adrien had never been so excited.

“Yo, isn’t this the craziest thing ever? I can’t believe your dad let you come!” Nino yells into his ear.

“I know!” Adrien yells back. He’s buzzing from head to toe, an adrenaline he hasn’t felt before in his life pulsing through him. Finally, after months and months spent begging his dad, he was finally standing front row with Nino by his side. This would be his first time at a concert, his years spent modeling for his overprotective father meaning he never got the chance to step out of the house, much less be surrounded by dozens of strangers. Behind him, a crowded room of a hundred and something fans buzz and scream about, growing louder by the minute.

Suddenly, the lights go out. The crowd bursts into high pitched screams, all awaiting for her to enter.

“You ready to have the best night of your life?” he says to Adrien, motioning to the wings. A figure steps out in the darkness, Adrien so close to the stage he can almost see her face, catches sight of the crazy heels she’s sauntering in on. She stops center stage and raises the microphone to her mouth, a single light beaming down on her. The crowd stills, all sound in the room sucked out to hear what she has to say.

“Are you guys ready?” she asks, and Adrien can’t stop his own mouth from opening up and screaming in response.

She laughs, bringing a hand to her mouth as she looks around the room. The mask she’s wearing matches her nails, the ladybug pattern recognizable from a mile away. His breath hitches as he sees her face, beauty untouchable by anyone else.

It’s Ladybug.

Adrien feels his heart soar at the sight of her. He had been a devoted follower of hers since she was fourteen and released her first single, a French pop song that made her an overnight hit in Europe. And when she changed gears at sixteen and released an all-English album, Adrien had streamed her music for hours and bought more copies of her album than he knew what to do with. Now, the same age as Adrien, she was doing a worldwide tour, the most known and unknown teen in the world with a voice that could seduce sailors and a mask that hid her identity from the world.

“I said ‘Are you ready?’” she repeats, the microphone extended to the crowd. They respond quickly, screaming so loud Adrien feels his bones shake inside his body, a feat he’s not sure was possible before tonight.

“That’s what I like to hear!” she says, beaming at the crowd. The stage comes to life, basking Ladybug will all lights trained on her. She moves her hair away from her face, showing off the row of piercings decorating her ear. “Do you guys know how embarrassed I was gonna be if I had a boring audience tonight? I grew up here! I talked about you guys to the band for weeks! I was gonna have to cough up twenty euros to each of them!”

The crowd laughs, eating up her jokes.

“Before we start the show, I’d like to throw out a big thanks to some people tonight,” she starts, raising a hand out to hush the crowd. They do so, not wanting to miss a single word. “First off, to my mom and dad for letting me travel the world at seventeen, although they did bother me with plenty of late night calls and early morning Facetimes. My fans, for sticking with me even through puberty. And lastly, to Gabriel Agreste, for helping me design and make all the outfits for my tour.”

She gestures up and down to her outfit, drawing loud whoops and scream from the fans.

“Now we know why he let you come,” Nino mutters. Adrien nods, noticing now that the bomber jacket she wore had the trademark A stitched onto it, as with did her ripped jeans.

“I would die for you!” someone screams out.

“Please don’t!” she calls out, drawing laughter from the crowd. She chuckles as well, moving her hand upwards to adjust the mask a bit. Adrien tries to see if any adjusting will show any clues behind her identity.

“Why don’t we go ahead and get lucky!” she shouts, the band bouncing into the first notes of her most popular song. The crowd whoops, joining in as she starts with the first verse. Adrien feels his body moving along to the beat, Nino beside him already dancing.

It’s crazy how powerful she is onstage, bouncing up and down to the track. It’s no wonder why she’s so popular, confidence practically jumping out and raining down on the audience. She’s belting and dancing and woah is she pretty. Adrien finds his hands grow sweaty, clinging tightly to her album. Ladybug’s beginning to bend down and sign merch, getting ever so closer to him and Nino.

“Go dude, get her signature,” Nino says, nudging him closer to the stage and to Ladybug’s space.

Finally, she’s next to them, bending down. She smiles, still singing yet looking directly into Adrien’s eyes, which draws out a blush that paints his cheeks. Her free hand quickly writing down a message on the album, Ladybug throws him a quick wink as she finally gets up, moving to the next fan. Adrien pulls the album back, carefully holding it out in front of him like it might disappear if he lets go of it.

“What does it say?” Nino asks, trying to read the words. Adrien tries as well but can’t see due to the dark lighting. He instead presses the album close to his chest in order to protect it, eyes turning away from the peace of treasure in his hands to gaze at Ladybug more, mouth moving along to the words.

After the concert, Adrien walks out dazed. Nino throws an arm around him, leading him to the car waiting for them. They climb in, each still shaking with the buzz of the concert. As the car pulls away, Adrien finds his fingers tapping on his knee his favorite song from the night, Little Black Chat.

“I still can’t believe she signed your album,” Nino lets out, a few minutes later. He looks over, trying to look at the table. “What did she even write, anyways?”

“Oh! I almost forgot.” Adrien looks at the album, trying to read it with light from passing lampposts. He squints, finally making out the message.

Hey there!

Funny catching you in the crowd tonight! Glad to know Mr. Agreste’s son is a big fan of my music! :D I hope you had a nice time! Why don’t you tell me your favorite song? My number’s xxx-xxx-xxx, if you wanna chat!

Stay miraculous, Ladybug!

Adrien blinks, reading the words once again. Did… did Ladybug just give him her number? He turns to Nino, ready to ask him for help, but instead sees his best friend asleep, face pressed against the window and slight snores coming out.

Adrien looks again at the message, then at his phone. Then he does so again, this time drawing strength. Unlocking it, he types the number in, preparing to write something. An image of Ladybug dances through his mind, hyping him up as he types.

He presses send, hoping for once he’ll get lucky.

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grownups-are-the-real-monsters · 7 years

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(I'm stalking your tumblr oops) but Bev paints the rest of the loser club's nails (your choice on their colors) + theirs (and maybe others) reactions?

the six times Beverly painted her Losers nails and the one time they painted hers.

+Eddie

Beverly had been eagerly awaiting study hall, knowing she’d finally be able to chill outside and smoke for a while and maybe vent to Richie. She had her mind set on it all day and was biting into her cheek as she walked down the halls, tapping her fingers against her thigh to the beat coming from her Walkman.

‘Cause I’m T.N.T. I’m dynamite…T.N.T. and I’ll win the fight….T.N.T. I’m a power load…T.N.T. watch me explode-’

“Hey Bev, Richie’s home sick so he told me to bring this to you and keep you company.”

Beverly hopped back, she hadn’t even known she had made it past the doors yet and currently put a nasty grass stain on her converse. Her headphones fell around the base of her neck as she glanced down at Eddie holding out a cigarette. She took in the uncommon sight and smiled, sliding the stick from Eddie’s hand.

“Thanks buddy.” She went to flick her lighter as Eddie sat across from her at the table and decided against it. She stuffed the cig into her shirt pocket as AC/DC continued to play against the sweaty skin of her neck.

‘T.N.T. (oi, oi, oi), T.N.T. (oi, oi, oi), T.N.T. (oi, oi, oi)’

“You don’t have to not smoke cause I’m here…I could leave if you want-”

“Nah, we’ll find something better to do.” Beverly shrugged with a grin and started to dig through her bag. Eddie eyed her with suspicion. It wasn’t something that never happened but Eddie didn’t usually spend too much alone time with Bev.

Bev takes a few minutes but finds something interesting, a bottle of red nail polish and grins as she pulls it out of her bag filled with mounds of other crap. She unscrews it and twirls the brush in her hand before giving Eddie a wicked smile. “May I?” She practically begs.

Eddie swallows and reluctantly holds out his hand for her.

So Beverly spends her study hall a little differently than she’d expected she would’ve but the look on Eddie’s face when she’s done is probably the most precious thing she’s ever seen so she does not care at all. The boy wiggles his red nails and blows on them like she instructed him to. “You like them?” She asks and Eddie blushes slightly.

“yeah…Is that weird?” Eddie puts his hands down on the table, spreading his fingers and Bev feels her heart tug.

“No. not all, Eddie. You ever want to do it again, Tell me, yeah?” She re-screws the polish as the bell rings and helps Eddie put on his beg without ruining his nails, he smiles at her one last time before leaving.

+Richie

“Bev my darling!” Richie cooed in some sort of British accent. Beverly glanced up from her yo-yo and gave him a smirk as he bopped down the way to the quarry area.

“You bring your yo-yo, Rich? Cause I’m really in the mood to destroy you today.” Bev mocked from her spot chilling against the rock, water falling the yo-yo from her fingertip.

”Aye that ain’t very lady like, you skirt.” Richie teased and she stuck out her tongue like a child as he began to feel up his pockets and sighed. “Oh crap, I forgot it.” He broke out of his British accent for a very normal Tozier expression.

Beverly hopped down from her cool stance with a smirk. “You dipshit.” She smacks his back and chucks her yo-yo back on her bag. “How am I suppose to spend time with you that doesn’t involve crushing you in a battle?”

Richie takes his turn to stick out his tongue and joined her to sit in the dirt. As they kept a very mild conversation up, Richie decided it was the best time to ask his lingering question he had for her. “Hey, did you paint Eddie’s nails the other day?” He pushed up his glasses as Bev glanced up from picking at her own polish.

“uh-huh.” She answered simply. “Why? want me to do yours?”

Richie cringed “What am I, your gal pal? No thanks.” He shook his head and Bev shrugged, opening her mouth to start a new conversation. “Though it really did light Eddie up like a Christmas tree.” Richie looked off in thought.

Bev smirked. “Yeah, it suits him I think….” She began to dig through her bag again, fishing for something. She looked up at Richie with a glint in her eye. “I have peach if you’re interested?” She asked in a sing-songy voice. Richie frowned. She dug out a new one.

“Ok Pink?” She waved the small bottle, Richie grinned.

“You know what they say, Go big or go home, am I right?” He smirked and slammed his fingers down on the rock for her.

+Mike

“I’m gonna touch it-”

“Bev! You’re gonna scare her!!” Mike whisper shouted after a bounding Beverly Marsh, skipping directly over to a deer a couple feet away from them in the grass. He swayed like he might go after her for a few seconds before giving in and strolling over carefully.

Beverly was petting a deer. Petting a wild deer. Mike was astounded. This was better than the time Richie got chased by that pack of geese in the store parking lot. She gestured for him to come over and he nervously put his hand on the animal. Beverly cooed as she softly pet her.

“You’re actually Snow White.” Mike chuckled as they finally let the deer be. Beverly shrugged with a wide grin.

“I try my best.” She giggles as they start going back to the original task of walking to the small diner to meet their five friends. Mike was a little tingly with excitement from petting the deer, he looked down at his hand and noticed the growing dirt built up under his fingernails and sighed. Bev cocked her head to the side and he raised his hand to show her.

“This is what you get from working on a farm all day.” He shook his head and Bev giggled, reach back for the bag over her shoulder.

“I got something to fix that.”

Mike quirked his brow as he watched her dig through her messy bag.

“Blue or Purple?” She asked.

“For What-?”

“Just pick your favorite.”

“Purple.” He shrugged and Bev grabbed his hand and they went over to a nearby bench. She put her bag between them as a makeshift table and laid Mikes hands flat. She stuck her tongue out in concentration and started painting a lilac shade over his nails.

“This ok?” She asked before moving to the next nail. Mike chuckled.

“Sure beats the dirt that was there before.” He urged her to keep going so Bev did as she was told with a salute.

When she finished up, she blew on them and brought them up to Mike’s face. “Thanks!” He smiled and they were back on their way to the diner.

+Stan

“I think you’re all clean, Stanley.” Bev smiled genuinely and turned the sick off. She’d apologized twenty times over for messing up their chemistry projecting and causing the potion, as she called it, bubble over and spill all over Stan’s hands. He immediately became panicked and washed his hands more times than she could keep up with. She held out a paper towel for him with a guilty grin.

Stan smiled back and took it. “It’s fine, Bev. I didn’t mean to freak like that.” He sighed as he balled up the paper and tossed it.

“I know. I get it. I got carried away.” She chuckled as they were dismissed back to the regular classroom, leaving their class in the experiment room to finish without messing up and disrupting the class.

The pair sat down in the empty room and sighed. Stan kept looked down at his hands and scratching at them, leaving red lines over his skin and Beverly quickly laid her hands flat over his. “You’re gonna hurt yourself, Stan.” She frowned as he fidgeted.

“My skin itches…I feel like I didn’t get it all off or something.” He shook his hands and she gripped at them to keep him from scratching anymore.

“It’s all off Stan. If you want, I could keep your hands busy?” She offered, genuinely concerned and forgetting how weird that might sound. Stan looked at her with confusion so she smiled and pulled out a small bottle from her bag.

It was a small bottle of baby blue nail polish and she went to work, gently painting his nails to keep his mind of that itch. Stan couldn’t have been more grateful. He watched her work with amazement. She was really good at it. He wondered how anyone could paint such a tiny surface.

Once she finished, Stan had forgotten all about his panic and was simply observing her handiwork. “Thanks, Beverly..I really appreciate it.”

“No problem Stanley. anytime.” she saluted and poked his side.

+Bill

“Look! I got it this time!” Beverly shouted as she tossed a popcorn kernel into the air and caught it in her mouth, smugly. Bill looked on from across their small table in the food court in the mall with minor amusement. She smiled and shrugged. “I thought it was cool. Next time I’m bringing Richie when I have a coupon.” She pouted and Bill chuckled.

“I-t-t was v-v-very cool Bev.” He reassured her and she kicked his leg from under the seat. “Have anymore s-s-secret talents?” He teased and she beamed, leaning down to throw open her bag.

“Actually, I do. And you’re next Denbrough.” Beverly chuckled and Bill took a nervous sip of his pop from the corner of his mouth. She pulled out a tiny bottle, shaking it with eagerness.

“Put your hand down.” She pointed and Bill did as she said, putting his hand flat on the table. Bill watched her un-cap the yellow bottle and begin painting his nails carefully. He wasn’t totally surprised, his friends had all slowly started appearing with colored nails. But Bill hadn’t really ever asked why.

She had to stop him from wiggling his fingers every few seconds as she did her second coat. “Ok….Yes, I love it.” She tapped his hands and put the bottle away.

“It is v-v-very p-p-pretty Bev but..”

“What?” She interrupted and sat back in her seat.

Bill looked down at his soft pretzel bites on the table and frowned. “H-h-how do I eat now?”

Beverly hiccuped into laughter. “I’ll get you a fork.” She launched herself out of her seat.

+Ben

Beverly had her cheek flat against he desk, the prime position to make faces at Ben as he took his notes from across the room. He pretended not to notice at first, looking away quickly and blushing for a few seconds. But eventually, he gave in and started making faces back at her.

At the bell, she strolled over and they interlocked hands as they left the classroom behind to find their friends that were scattered in different places in the high school. She was cocking her head to look down the hall when she felt Ben tug her hand.

“Hmmm?” She asked. Ben gave her a shy smile and led her over to a bench. “What is it, you weenie?” She poked his side and Ben poked her back and gave her grin.

“I feel left out, you have to do mine now, they all have colored nails.” Ben wiggled his fingers for emphasis and Beverly laughed.

“Of course. Gimme your hands sweetie.” She laid his hands flat on her backpack like she’d done with Mike and picked out a color. It was a deep royal blue that she’d stashed just for him. She set off to work and gently painted as she’d done many times before.

She finished and smiled. “Better?”

“Much” He kissed her cheek and they started back to their task of finding their friends.

+Beverly

Ben and Bev found their friends all sat around a tree in the courtyard. She glanced down proudly at their nails. Enough time had passed that Richie’s were already chipping a bit. Though shockingly, Eddie’s and Stan’s were still pristine. She giggled and sat down in the grass.

“Are you proud?” Mike asked with a smirk that Beverly gladly returned.

“So proud.” She leaned her back on the tree.

Richie and Eddie’s hands were clasped together and Richie brought them up to everyone’s view. Their hands were interlocked, nails an aesthetically pleasing Red and Pink. “Eds and I look like Valentine’s Day threw up on us.”

“Eddie scrunched up his nose at the comparison and pinched him.

“I think it’s a good look for you guys.” She pointed her finger guns and Bill noticed her lack of polish and slowly began to smirk.

“L-l-lets return the favor!” Bill crawled over and everyone soon caught on to his plan. Stan dug through her bag and gave each Loser a color as Bev chuckled nervously.

“heh….Be careful you weenies!” She laughed as each boy tried to maneuver their brushes over her nails.

and that’s how Bev ended up with multicolored messy nails that she didn’t ever want to take off.

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Aoi Shouta LIVE 2017 WONDER lab. ～prism～ Osaka/Tokyo 2017-02-04/2017-02-12 - Report

*DO NOT REPOST*

Two reports in one post! The majority of the live was similar ✨ Osaka parts will be in italics, Tokyo in bold, plain text means it happened in both lives! Most the official photos I've used here are mainly from Tokyo.

As usual not 100% accurate!

At Tokyo Live

*Thanks to those who responded to my post! ^^* So I got to my seat and after I was ready I messaged @jeanette-ting seeing if she got to her’s ok (we applied for tickets separately so never got to sit together 😢 ). And not long after she told me she spotted Chiharu!!! Here are screenshots of our convo 😂Thought it’d be easier than trying to explain it all lol Hopefully it’s not too small and you can all read it! (Probably better to read on mobile devices since you can zoom in!) Please excuse the spelling mistakes, as you can tell I was really excited 😂😂

And~ then the live started!

If only I could have recorded him 😂 It’s not in the convo but I also saw Agematsu Noriyasu, BROCCOLI’s composer (third photo) he was sitting next to Naru, Shoutan’s kouhai in S Inc (second photo). And I couldn’t tell who it was next to Agematsu-san, but since they were next to him and Naru, I guessed it must be Satou Hiromi, S Inc’s president (third photo). Araki Hirofumi, Kento’s actor in Smile Mermaid was also there (last photo)

I seen Japanese fan reports saying that Onoken was also there but I never seen him.

Video

The live started with a video of painter/artist Shoutan in an art studio. His Budokan Prince outfit was also displayed in the room ☺️ He was drawing a white, space-like outfit. He then turns and look straight to the camera with this expression (noticing us)

(ok not 100% this expression, he was more happy looking) and then he smiled beautifully~

Suddenly he sees something unusual and wiped his eyes to check that he wasn't seeing things. Sparkles started coming out from the drawing, he then smiled again Then Shoutan appeared on stage in that white outfit!!!

North Star

“Please don’t be afraid, one day surely it will get brighter~” Shoutan: HEY! Fans: HEY! HEY! HEY! If anyone has seen his performance in T-SPOOK, the way he performed was about the same ^^ The dress part of his outfit flowed really beautifully

DDD

I really, reeeeeeally love this song! Most of us chanted along to the “Wow wow wow” parts

Zessei STARGATE

There weren't many people who did the short choreography for both lives :(( But we all chanted "3, 2, 1 LET'S DIVE!!!!" really loud and clear!

Talk

Shoutan welcomed us and he looked round happily seeing how his live was full ^^

He said that the theme of this live is to make everyone's dreams come true~ He said that they've asked for fans to send in postcards with their dreams handwritten/drawn on it. Shoutan: Who has sent one in?! Fans: YAYY!! I also cheered since I sent one!

He said even in the video he was painting his dreams, like the outfits, and magic was casted making it come true~

As usual we asked him to spin XD Shoutan: "I was prepared for this lol" He spinned slowly to show us the beauty of his outfit

He said he wanted to be a robot when he was young which inspired this costume Ai-chan? lol, plus the outfit reminds me of his 5th Stage outfit but even more elegant and over the top. It was so beautiful, he suited it SO well.

Every now and then he went back to drink water XD Fans: OMIZU OISHII??! (Is the water nice)

Fans: SHOUTANN!!! Shoutan: Hai~ Shoutan desu~~

Fans: OMIZU OISHII??! Shoutan: Omizu desuka? (The water?) I'll~ leave it up to your imagination~ XD

After thinking, I realised we never got him to spin in Tokyo...

Innocent

I’m always amazed when Shoutan sings this live. Because he properly hits the “Get away!!” notes and doesn’t sing them softly.

UNLIMITED

Just before the song started he took off the dress part of his outfit! So kakkoi!! It really does look like a battle plug suit XD I wasn’t sure whether to mention this or not. Shoutan stood in the middle of his dancers, as the music started, a ball from the stairs rolled down towards Shoutan. Shoutan didn’t see since it was behind him. A dancer noticed it and went to roll it away behind them straight away, then got right back into the dance, preventing an accident. I couldn’t see who he was from where I was sitting. I want to thank him for his fast reflexes and for making the performance run smoothly! The ball is really big, the size of his palm, it also looked heavy.

Shoutan's dancing gets even better and better by each live! His dancing was so slick and smooth!

Video

Painter Shoutan went to sit down, rocking his body side to side, kicking his legs back and forth, he was super adorable here! He wasn't sure what to draw, then he looked out the window and decided to draw the beach (Smile Mermaid????)

He drew a tail near the shore MARINASAMA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

He went to get a pot of water for going over the watercolour on the drawing. He looked at the little owl ornament sitting on his desk, smiles cutely and bopped its nose with his brush XD

He painted over the drawing and then focused on the tail.

Then the waves of the painting started to move. Shoutan who was amazed by it, smiles~

Endless Song!!!

Shoutan wore a outfit what was a mix between Marina-sama and Kaguya He wore long black hair extensions which again suits both Marina and Kaguya He had 2 blue feather rings on his right hand

He appeared at the top stage The shape of the Japanese style trousers made it look like Marina's tail He did hand movements (spin/twist) like he did in Smile Mermaid

He's so beautiful!!!!

Shoutan appeared floating above stage!!!!

He's so elegant He started to float forward and then I looked up and noticed the extension goes all the way to the bottom of the stage! 😳 He- he- he's going to come all the way over?!?! 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

He slowly made his way to the end and was lowered down

During the instrumental part he waved to everyone really elegantly *MARINA-SAMAAAAA!!*

Near the end of the song he was lifted up again and was floated back to the top end of the stage and landed there.

There was a long silence before the next song

*??? Is Shoutan ok?* Everyone else was also whispering to each other

He's taking too long before Ai No Sasamaki Goto (compared to Osaka) I can hear faint noises coming from his mic.

*looks through my binoculars*

I think he's stuck or something!? >< Since it was dark I couldn't see clearly, but I seen his silhouette and he was struggling fixing something >< *me whispering* "Ganbare! Ganbare! Shoutan ganbare!"

Shoutan speaking calmly and softly: Minna-san

He said something else which I've forgot >< And then the lights came on

Shoutan: I always ask for costumes to be long, and you can't turn round with long costumes. *looks at his back* Mawaranain desu yo ne. (You really can't turn round in this)

Ai No Sasameki Goto

He stayed at top stage and he sang in a dome(see photo above), the effects were so beautiful, the dome rotated to open up. I was really, really happy to hear this since it's one song which I really love and was a little disappointed when he never sang it at Budokan. During the instrumental part he waved to all of us really elegantly

Sora Wa Toumeina Chika

Shoutan was still at the top and he walked down during the first verse of the song.

Talk

He said that he showed us umi no sekai (sea world) again~ He was really formal and elegant with his words when he started to talk XD Lol he said even his way of speaking has changed with his outfit XD He mentioned about his outfit and talked about the extensions, he said he also got to design the outfits this time again

We asked him to spin, as usual XD He slowly spinned round and stopped to show us the details of the back✨ He said he selfishly wanted a train for the outfit (for Marina) ii yo Shoutan!! It's beautiful! ^^

There was a slight pause again before the talk.

Shoutan: I'll be honest with everyone. We are having some technical difficulties just now, I'm really sorry.

Shoutan: During my second live, there was 2 performances, afternoon and night performances. And during the afternoon performance we had technical trouble too, so I ended up singing Tenshi No Inori in acapella.

Shoutan: Ah, chotto matte... (Wait a second) *bends down to the floor to pick something up*

Shoutan: ...re's a... *holds mic properly* There's a ladybug here

*The camera zooms in* He used his two index fingers to pick it up. He was trying so hard! But it kept falling because he had no nails!

After so long, Shoutan gave up and swept it away with his hand instead!!!

He was trying to save it at first but looks like he may have ended up killing it instead 😂😂😂 Poor ladybug

Shoutan got up and he talked a bit more about his outfit

He walked round in a huge circle so that he could turn round without getting tangled in his train.

It looked so funny and we all laughed XD

Shoutan: Nani waratteru no? (What are you laughing about?)

Shoutan: So in December last year I starred in a Stage Play, a story about a Mermaid Princess Shoutan: Aoi Shouta wa otoko de wasurenai yo ne (You guys haven't forgotten that Aoi Shouta is a guy right?)

Shoutan: There were some who've said/thought, "ah, that's right, Aoi Shouta is a guy" Shoutan: Yes, Aoi Shouta is a guy 😂😂😂

Shoutan: Ja otoko rashiku utaimasu (Then, I'll sing like a man~)

Murasaki

Shoutan: Mairimasu!! “Hito yo~ hito yo ni hitomi goro~” He never did Murasaki dance again this time either, the end of the song was the same a the MV where he twirled his hands

We all changed colour from red, blue to purple well✨

I seen the wire coming down and the fabric behind and under him *is he going to fly again and like Budokan?!?!*

Turns out it was just to raise all the fabric, but it was truly beautiful! *__*

Ai Uta

He held his mic like he did in Budokan again while singing

He also went down to perform on the extended stage, at the last chorus, he laid down in the middle of the circle that his dancers made. The camera shot a aerial view and the effects along with the dance were amazing! If I seen correctly, that part of the stage spinned him round

Video

Dancers and band members intro In the video, Painter Shoutan wrote each dancers’ name on the screen and introduced them one by one as they did a short solo performance It was the same for band members

RUN!! RUN!!

He wore a purple hoodie with checkered shorts and orange trainers. His hoodie had 29 on it for his age XD Pompoms were attached to his back it looked so cute like a tail XD He then took them and danced with them Half way/three quarters through the song he threw the pompoms away and took a huge prism flag (it was taller than him), he spinned, threw it up and caught it when it came back down! So amazing!!! Seeing him perform this live made me love this song even more!

START!!

He sounded even cuter in the way he sang this! And he looked so adorable waving the flag around in his outfit! We chanted “Let’s START!!” in the chorus. The flag looked really heavy though and you can hear him getting a bit tired from time to time ><

Talk

Again we asked Shoutan to spin XD He jumped and spinned to show his outfit XD

He spinned and then made a peace sign XD

So there's 29 on this outfit Yep, I'm 29 until August this year! He talked about Hajime (keyboard player) lol his hair is still amazing as ever XD Shoutan: I'm going to be 30 soon~

So there's a number written on my outfit, what is this "29"?? Fans: Shoutan's age!! Shoutan: This number, is my age until August 11th this year!! XD I'll be even more otona- otoko like!! (Lol otona is adult but he wanted to say be more manly otoko 😂)

Shoutan: Daisuke na minna san he(To everyone who I love)

Zutto...

Shoutan: Douko ikouka? Fan: Nani tabeyouka? Shoutan: Koko ga ee na? Fans: Kore ga ee na~

The lyrics is "ii na" but he changed it to "ee" because that's Kansai dialect!! So cute! ^^

Shoutan: Mada neteru no?  Fans: Sakki okita toko Shoutan: Chikoku suruyo?  Fans: Heiki dayo ^^

Usually we only sing the second verse with him! I was so happy to sing the first and second verse too!

He gave us a chuu~ at the end ^^

He turned around after he finished singing and stayed still for a while Touch To Take Trico?? And then I seen a staff handing him the flag Yes it is!

Touch To Take Trico

I managed to get my glad ready in good time and so did everyone else “Lalalala lalalala lalala~” Shoutan: Oh you all managed to properly get ready!

*music starts* Already had my flag ready~ Shoutan: "Jyaa!! I'm going to sing close to every one!!!" Ehh what?!?! 😳 He runs to the right side of the stage and gets on a cart!!!!!!!!!!

He sang and waved to everyone in all directions while slowly going round! Wait, wait, wait! Is he? Is he going to come here too?!? >___< *thinking back to 5th Stage, because Saitama Arena is too big, you can't make it round the arena in one song* he's going to come here!! 😭 I think he looked over to my direction when he was at the bottom right of the stadium 😭😭😭 When he made his way over to my side he was so close!!!

He looked like he was about to fall at one point!! *Shoutan be careful!!!* O__________________________O

He travelled on !! *REMEMBERS CHIHARU IS SLIGHTLY FURTHER UP!!!*

OMG! CHIHARU HAD HIS LIGHT ON YELLOW TOO AND HE WAS WAVING AT SHOUTAN LIKE MAD!! 😂😂😂😂😂😂 Chiharu: "YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!" *Waves frantically* 😂😂😂Chiharu the best 👍🏻👌🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻

Shoutan being professional as he is, never seemed to react, I don't even know if he looked at Chiharu or made eye contact since he had his back towards me

Oh yeah, I looked over to Chiharu every now and then from the start of the live, and he was actually pretty chill throughout the whole live and didn’t wave his light stick much lol. Guess he is sitting at the special section after all, he’d attract too much attention with no one else waving their lights XD

At the end they extend the music and Shoutan got us all the song the “lalala” parts a few times ^^

Video

Painter shoutan couldn't think of what to draw and was pretty down 😢 He starts working out doing stretches, sit ups, then he tried weight lifting but couldn't do it, it was so cute 😂

Then he finally came up with an idea and started drawing and painting the outfit He had a big satisfied smile He was drawing a prince outfit

Shoutan goes to sleep. Wakes up and sees the sparkles coming from Budokan prince outfit and sparkles from the drawing mixing together The magic sparkles gathers on Shoutan Once again, he showed a really beautiful smile

The stage was dark and he appeared at the top of the stage in that Prince outfit.

We all cheer and then it was silent while he made his move, slowly but coolly. He walked to the right side of the stairs. He sat at the top of the stairs

He walked a bit further down before sitting

Kimi No Kotoba Ballad ver

The music starts Shoutan slightly missed the start of the song because he walked further than he was supposed to 💦*me whispering ganbare!* He forgot some of the lyrics near the start *ganbare Shoutan!!* but he picked himself back up

The performance was so beautiful and I was so touched by it once again

Himitsu No Kuchidzuke

As usual, fanchanting to this was so amazing and fun!!!

*Saying this fast*"Fukaku... "karemete ageru?" He said ageru in a higher register sounding like a question

He gave us 3 kisses instead of the usual 2! And we got to hear them loud and clear 💕

He said the lines more aggressively than usual, he was too kakkoi!!! 。・゜・(ノД`)・゜・。

If I remember correctly he came to the bottom of the stage for parts of song!

Couldn't quit hear his kisses here, the same happened in Budokan

And the ending instead of a kiss, he held his index finger to his lips (like shhhh) >///<

Now, chanting to this was also amazing!!!!! We were all so hyped up! Shoutan was extra kakkoi, and aggressive as he said in his blog ✨ He performed part of the song at the bottom of the stage.

Talk

Shoutan: *sighs* Boku mo ningen datte, tsukareru toki mo aru (I'm also human, there are times where I'll also get tired)

*Ganbatte! Otsukare!* >__< rest if you must!!

Fans: Omizu wo nonde!! (Drink water!) 😂

Shoutan: I always will be/want to be everyone's Prince (can't remember which one he said)

Shoutan: For the girls... Please always let me be your Prince For the guys... Hime-sama ni... Zettai narenai (I'll definitely never be able to be your princess) 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂 I was so tempted to shout "HIMEOUJISAMAAAA!" 😂

Shoutan: This part is called the first floor right?? Fans:Yeah! XD Shoutan: Jyaa! First floor! Fans: YEAHHH!! Shoutan: Second Floor Fans: YEAHHH!! Shoutan: Third floor!! Fans: YEAHHH!! Shoutan: Girls! Fans: YEAHHH!! Shoutan: Guys! Male fans: YEAHHHHHHHHH!!!

The guys were amazing and that's when I noticed there was a guy sitting not too far from me. His cheering was amazing XD

Shoutan talked about the band members Shoutan: Everyone loves curry and only eats curry We usually have lunch box meals prepared, even today the meal they had was curry.

Shoutan to Taka-nii (drummer): What did you think of the fans? Taka-nii: Yappari dansei no koe ha sugokatta (The guys’ voices were amazing after all XD)

Shoutan spoke to Masu papa calling him papa as usual XD Masu papa: Papa wo yamete (stop it with the papa) 😂 And we all shouted papa XD He talked about Shoutan's talents again and also mentioning how Shoutan had 4 outfits

Shoutan: Even years ago I wouldn't think I'd be here like this like this, it’s really thanks to everyone. We all cheered and thanked Shoutan too Shoutan: No, I mean, without everyone I wouldn’t have been able to hold a live! You can’t hold a live with no one attending!!

He said he won't let go of us

He said that time really flew by and its time for the last song :(

Shoutan: I'll sing another song Shoutan: Keep following me

Checkmate

The dance!!!!! It was SOOOO kakkoi! and then it went cute and girly during “Everybody go~ Everybody now~” parts!! Choreography during instrumental part: he walked from left to right in line with the dancers, each dancer stopped one by one as Shoutan walked on.

Shoutan: I said before that the time will fly by and the time has really gone by, it's nearly the end

flower

He performed it the same as his MV and it was perfect!!

Encore

We chanted: Shoutan! Shoutan! It felt really long and it was tiring, but 3/4 through it I decided to cheer even harder!! The girl to my left cheered from time to time, but when she did she was loud and clear (have more confidence and don't be afraid to cheer for Shoutan!!!)

Not many people around me cheered, but even when it went quiet where I was, I never stopped once (apart from when I kinda choked a bit lol). It felt long but not as long as Osaka.

SHOT A LOVE

Shoutan came back! And of course in the Live Tshirt! He wore the same bottoms and boots as his Prince outfit And... WHAT IS THAT ON HIS HEAD?! XD He wore an Optopus hat, he looked SO cute!!

Everyone's postcards showed on screen! They’re all so cute! 90% of them drew illustrations and wrote a message. My Japanese friend’s one was shown! ^^ I didn’t see mines appear, maybe in Tokyo!

I can hear Shoutan but where is he???? HE’S ON THE CART AGAIN BUT THIS TIME BETWEEN 1ST & 2ND FLOOR!!! So high up! The cart has so many of our postcards stuck on it!! Not many people did short choreography, but we all chanted “SHOW TIME!”

TRUE HEARTS

Half way through SHOT A LOVE, TRUE HEARTS started! Towel out!!

Summer Dreamin’

The song switched to Summer Dreamin’!

There's also a short dance to Summer Dreamin which @moirica taught me before hand (thank you!) and I did noticed quite a number of people knew it as well which was good!

Back to SHOT A LOVE!

As usual, he ran round stage really cutely during the instrumental part ^^ I didn’t see my postcard here either, but I may have missed it as I was looking back and forth between Shoutan and the screen ^^;;

I can’t remember which song the confetti bursted and fell down. I tried really hard (1. because I promised some friends that I would try to catch one 2. because I never got any from Budokan and I wanted to get Prism’s for the memory) but I managed to catch ONE strip!!!

@kuroitsukinohime I’ve been so busy that I can’t even remember if I told you, but I got us one!!! I’ve already split it all between all my friends and don’t have any left ^^;;

Talk

He said he heard us calling Shoutan Shoutan and thanked us

He said it’s his first time performing a live in Osaka and he's really happy and glad.

About his hat, he said he went looking for something with Osaka in mind, he found the big one first, then he found the smaller one and decided he had to put them both together (on top of each other) XD At first he said takoyaki (it's a food) and then he corrected himself and said he meant tako (octopus) instead 😂 He said he wanted to sing close to everyone so he road a cart, and even asked to be on the 2nd floor, the staff helped moved him along. He said everyone’s dreams (postcards) was stuck on the cart and the ones that couldn’t fit in got shown on the screen.

Shoutan: It's my first time performing a one man live in Osaka, and to be able to participate in this theatre. Shoutan: Let's take a photo!

At first he said to do a peace sign Then him and the staff got into position and he turned round again, and asked us, we said we wanted to make an "S" instead for Shouta ^^

So we went with that again ^^ Cameraman: Hai! 3, 2, 1, cheese~ *Silence~* We took about 3 photos or so and it was the same each time 😂😂😂

That’s the Octopus hat lol He said that last year he got to perform in Anime Kouhaku Utagassen, and it was in Yoyogi too, he thought it'll be nice if he could hold his own live there too one day~ And he's here!!

Shoutan: Then to celebrate/for the memories! (I can't remember which one he said) let's take a photo together!! I don't want do be alone so let's take one with the dancers and band too! As usual, let's make an "S"!!

They got into position Shoutan: Ah, a bit further back?? *moves back more*

Shoutan: Make sure your right hand is on top! If it's left we won't know lol Shoutan: Ok 3, 2, 1~ *shoots*

Shoutan: Oh we'll take about 3 shots *picture gets taken while he turned round to tell us that* 😂 Shoutan: 3, 2, 1~ *shoots* hai okay~~

Thankfully I’m not cut out in the photos, but you still can’t see me. Shoutan, thank you so much for letting me be in 3 photos with you (including Budokan) (´°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥｀) (´°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥｀) (´°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥｀) (´°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥｀) (´°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥｀)

He took off his hat and fans expressed their dissapointment. Shoutan: I can’t wear this anymore~

He made announcements which I’m sure you’ve all seen: Tokyo Prism Live will broadcast on TBS Channel on 03/26! 2nd Full Album will be release this year! 2nd Fanclub Event will be held in Yokohama PACIFICO on 08/12!

Shoutan: So this is really, really the last song Fans: Ehhh ><

Shoutan: Kiite kudasai, Melodia (please listen)

Melodia

I started tearing up during the instrumental part after the second chorus He sang "Minna ga ireba" just like he did in Budokan instead of "Kimi ga ireba" ^^ The music to Melodia played in the background and Shoutan introduced all the members once again. He lined up in the middle of them, hand in hand *Without a mic*Shoutan: TRULY, THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR TODAY!!!!

His voice cracked so much because he was shouting so hard! Poor Shoutan!! Some of us laughed. Shoutan waved and said thank you to all of us, he went to every side and every direction, thank you Shoutan!

He blew us all a kiss before he left for good. Once the live ended they played the instrumental of flower.

This Live lasted just under 3 hours (shorter than Budokan). I’m not sure how long Tokyo Live lasted as I never kept a tab on times.

Some things I’ve forgotten when it happened

Shoutan was meant to say he changed outfit, but he made a mistake and said something else which sounded similar and it was so cute!

Instead of getting each floor to cheer, Shoutan got: everyone, girls and guys. Again the guys’ voices were amazing, and again there was one guy really close to me XD Some guys on the 1st and 2nd floor on my left cheered really hard at times and they REEEALLY love Shoutan 😂

Thoughts

It felt SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO short!! Both times as well! As soon as he said it was the last song after S I couldn’t believe it!! Both lives were amazing, but I wasn’t quite feeling it in Osaka for some reason? I couldn’t remember much very well either :/ I was able to enjoy Tokyo Live a lot more and felt more emotional (which is normal for me) Poor Shoutan though, there was so much trouble at Tokyo!! But things like that makes it more fun and interesting! Fav performances: DDD Endless Song Ai No Sasameki Goto Murasaki RUN!! RUN!! Zutto... S Checkmate flower I was disappointed that he never sang Brilliant Moon (super grateful he sang it at Budokan!) and Why, pessimistic? It would have been the perfect set with Checkmate and flower!! But I guess 3 dance songs in a row would be too much ^^;;

Fav parts of the live? It’s the same no matter what event it is. It’s to be able to see Shoutan’s smile. I always look forward to that and he gave me another happy day to remember ^^ I would still say that I love Budokan Live the most. Prism was amazing but that happiness I felt at Budokan cannot be replaced. Every single moment was precious and I received so much when I expected nothing. Even when I received Shoutan’s sign at Hatsukoi Monster Event, I was extremely happy of course, but Budokan is still the happiest day of my life.

Tagging for people to read ^^ @showta0811aoi @chiyamabunny @gloriouscrowncreator

Also thanks again to @kuroitsukinohime because of you I was able to go to Osaka Live!! Cheering for Shoutan together was the best!!

So I’ve changed my style a bit and tried to make it more report-like than my usual personal ones. I skipped out way more of my reactions and thoughts compared to my Budokan report. I skipped out about buying goods and things in between. Haven’t included much photos of my own.

If anyone is still here reading this (lol) please let me know your thoughts, and what you’d prefer :)

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