#lemme just—gimme that mic

[whm-of-light]

I see the “AI same output as artists, whys that wrong? Whats different?” argument and I feel my soul calcifying in real-time because the point of art is the creation of it and if you want to skip that you’re not making art you’re making something make art for you.

Like, sure, yeah this stuff is going to ubiquitous in the culture in 3 years. I’ll be old man shaking fist at cloud. My first foot down in the modern referendum, but I mean, if you’re sitting here pulling thoughts from your head for something to spit out at you all you’re doing is daydreaming on command, and everyone and anyone can do that.

“But it gives us all access to more difficult forms of art! It’s an equalizer of skill!” No shit, and so what, I’m ablelist, I’m gatekeeping, I’m pulling shut some assumed ivory tower gate from the hoarding masses, but come here, listen: I run. I love running. I hate running. It’s extremely hard to determinedly commit to. But I can’t help. It’s like gravity. See that tidal feeling? That “ugh” and “must.” It’s that. It’s gotta be that. The Diving Bell and the Butterfly was written by a journalist with locked-in syndrome. I don’t wanna hear it. Anyone can do work suited to their experiences. Anyone can make art already, AI hasn’t equalized that.

If I invented something to run for me, what the hell would be the point? You think if we threw robots onto the field that’d make the game more exciting? If you don’t like the bleed, you’re not here for the thing itself, you’re not here to enjoy it, you’re in it for the achievement without the work. Fine. But then I wouldn’t call you an artist just like I wouldn’t call the guy betting on horse races a jockey.

I don’t care if you make AI art, cool, I’ll fuck off to my little apartment and write my little stories without it, because that’s the goddamn soul of it man, and if you think the joy is the quick-hit dopamine rush of success you’ve already lost. Look, your easy road out is not my problem, but my God I wish you the joy of finally hitting that delicate string of personal fulfillment in you that isn’t tuned to some fraudulently garnered, virally driven public-facing capital.

#AI #ai art #art #lemme just—gimme that mic

[shadow4-1]

Smelly - Reader & 141 Drabble (SFW)

(This is just a lil' somethin' that's been sitting in my drafts for a few months. It's just a lil' fluff w/ some hurt/comfort undertones and a/b/o scent dynamics. Hope ya'll enjoy!)

"God, Soap. You fuckin' reek.

"Yeah, well...thas' w' happens when yer rollin' aroun' n' shite n' blood." He grumbled, rubbing his dirty face with the back of his equally dirty palm. His voice held a breathiness to it, showing his exhaustion. "Perks o' the job."

You giggled at the usually jovial man, offering to help him carry his tactical gear back to the barracks. He silently obliged, face softening as you helped him undo his straps. Out of the corner of your eye you spotted Captain Price talking to Gaz. Both men were also streaked in God knows what, shoulders hunched in fatigue.

"Tough mission I take it?" You murmured, undoing the last clasp at Soap's side. His pack tumbled off his back and onto the concrete of the helipad with a whump. The man groaned in delight, taking a second to pop his neck and roll his shoulders. 

"Oh you have no idea, Hen." He sighed deeply. "M' sure you'll get th' full debrief n' the mornin'."

"Yeah...let me get the rest of the team's gear and I'll meet you in the armory." You nodded, noticing the other filthy kits of your team nearby. "After you get a shower. You smell like- you know what? I don't even want to describe it."

"Thas' fair." He chuckled, his face finally softening up. Despite how dirty he was his teeth were as white as ever. "Ah'll see you there."

With that the Scot headed off. He paused a couple yards away before heading back towards you. Once again you were hit with the pungent smell of tar and stagnant water and Soap's generally bad mood. The scent of him made a tingle of displeasure shoot down your spine, the bad smell seemed to coat your tongue again.

You wrinkled your nose at him, trying desperately not to.  "Guh, what's up? Forget somethin'?"

"Yeah..." Soap muttered. He unclipped his throat mic, pulling the earbud away from the shell of his ear. He reached around his back then placed the battery pack in your palm. Despite his horrid odor you found yourself feeling a tad curious about the way the dirt soaked into his fingerprints. 

"I'll take care of it." You nodded. "Just please go get a shower."

Soap smirked, his eyes twinkling.

"Oh...so I REALLY stink, huh?"

"Soap..." You warned, immediately dropping the vest straps in your hands. The man took a step closer so you took one back. Again, you warned him. "Soap."

"It can't be THAT bad." He laughed, canines glinting sharp. "C'mere Searge, gimme a hug, hm?"

"No!" You squeaked, taking another couple steps back. Soap matched you quickly and in half a second you turned tail and ran to the closest figures. You ducked behind one, hoping they'd save you from Soap's reach. You weren't quick enough.

"Soap!" You squealed, squirming against his grip. The Scot had grabbed you by the waist and hoisted you up by your midsection. The side of your head brushed the curve of his jaw, his stubble biting into the softness of your skin. You couldn't help but laugh, despite your mild discomfort. "Lemme go you REEK!"

Once again you got a terrible whiff of his scent, but unlike earlier it wasn't as intense. Perhaps it was the excitement of the moment, or his change in mood, but Soap smelled marginally sweeter. The harsh, acrid edge of before softened into something a little bit more palatable.

"Let 'er go, MacTavish." 

Soap immediately let you go at the sound of the Captain's voice. You huffed out a soft laugh as you bounded a few feet away from him before turning around. You inhaled, catching the muddled scents of both Gaz and Captain Price. They were staring at your bright face that quickly turned sour. Instinctively you clapped a hand over your nose, then realized how rude that was.

"S-sorry..." You muttered, peeling your palm away from your face. "I just-"

"It's alright, Care." Gaz mumbled, removing his cap and wiping at his dingy brow. "We smell."

"We're going to hit the showers." Price added. "Can you look after the gear for us? Take it to the armory?"

"Yessir." You nodded, glancing down at the tactical gear on the asphalt. "All packs are accounted for except-"

"Ghost will manage on his own." Price cut you off. "We'll meet you in the armory."

"Yessir."

And with that Price and Gaz began walking off towards the barracks. Soap stood there, looking like he wanted to say something.

"MacTavish!" Price called at him without looking back. His tone had taken a sharp edge to it, making Soap wince. You shot him an understanding look which he took with a smile before bounding off after the rest of the team. 

You looked down at the discarded tactical gear and breathed out slowly. Everything had the faint scent of violence and ozone. Your nose couldn't wait until everyone and everything was clean. In the mean time...

How could you get the scent of war out of kevlar?

#mw2 #mw3 #john soap mactavish #soap cod #captain john price #kyle garrick #simon ghost riley #cod imagines #call of duty

[scaryscarecrows]

Can we have some stories of times that Frank, beloved Squad Dad, had to give each of them a hug? Thanks!

"Christ, where are they?"

"I don't know, I'm looking. You're sure you weren't followed?"

"Positive." Frank shuffles closer to the monitors and dodges the angry swat. "Relax, son, I'm just lookin', not touchin'."

"You're a menace. Fingers to yourself."

"Christ, you hit one touchscreen--"

"No touching!"

Frank had hit it. He'd hit it pulling Jimmy into a tight hug because oh, thank God, somebody's still alive with that cyclops bastard on the warpath. Jimmy'd fixed it fast enough, it's fine. They're both fine. For now.

The front door opens and closes and Antoine's voice, exhausted and wrung out, reaches them before he does.

"Tell me I'm not walking into a room of corpses."

"Nope." Jimmy switches screens. "Frank's here. Everybody else has gone dark. He follow you?"

"I lost him."

"You hear from the boss?"

"No. Was hoping you had."

"Uh-uh." He comes over, next to Frank, and slumps forward. "You got nothing?"

"Zilch. I can kinda track Deathstroke--chatter, y'know--but it's a ballpark."

"Great."

Frank pulls him into a one-armed hug and promptly rips his hand back when he hits blood.

"What the hell?"

"Armor took the brunt."

"For fuck's sake--c'mon, lemme take a look at it. Next time, lead with the gunshot wound, okay? And gimme your cigarettes."

*

Trent narrowly avoids taking the door off its hinges half an hour later. Antoine's collapsed in Jimmy's spare rolly chair, insisting that he's fine, and Frank has largely given up fighting him on it.

"I swear to God," Trent pants, "when we find the boss, I'm giving him the biggest fucking I Told You So."

"You're not hurt?"

"Nah. I got him to back off with the mini gun and lost him on the back streets." Trent grins and plunks said mini gun on the ground. "Shit, man, you didn't try to fight him, did you?"

"Fuck off," Antoine mutters. "No."

Trent looks fine. Out of breath, a bit, and his hands are badly burned from the confrontation with the Bat, but otherwise he's okay. Well, apart from the bruise on his head, also courtesy of Batman. When Frank pulls him in for a quick hug, there's no broken bones or questionable bloody spots, either.

"I'm okay. Just. You know. Pissed."

"I don't think this was part of the contingency plan."

"Yeah, well, I'm still getting in my I Told You So," Trent gripes. "Because I did. I said that one-eyed bastard was trouble. And now look."

"We all said it. He said it, too, remember?"

"Still. How do we know he didn't double-cross us?"

"We don't, but it's not his style." Jimmy pauses. "Everyone shut up. I got activity at one of the safehouses in Drescher, just lemme work."

*

Mark gets there before Riley does, but there's no time for anything because they've found the Knight, all right, but everything's gone tits-up. They're all gathered around the screen--Mark's only half paying attention, with Antoine's shoulder an' all--watching in anticipatory horror. Well, not Trent. He left to meet them, to offer any help possible. But they're keeping him updated. Frank would love to do the same, but Batman destroyed most of the drones, the remainder are hacked, and Batman also fucked up his leg earlier tonight. So he has to sit here and stew and curse whatever deity did this to them.

Riley made it. He must have. Frank doesn't know anybody else who has a snowball's chance in hell at shooting Deathstroke. A cheer goes up when the assassin staggers back, and yeah, all right, when he's not their problem, the Bat's an impressive fighter. More importantly, he stands a chance at dealing with this asshole.

"Trent's comin' to you," Antoine says tiredly. Mark tries to take the mic away and gets swatted at. "We looking at a pickup or a...a retrieval?"

Silence. Then rapid taps: pickup.

Oh, thank God. Something goes right tonight.

"Okay. He's about...Jimmy, get me--thanks--five minutes out. How bad is it?"

"Not as bad as it'll be when I'm done," Mark grumbles. "Fucking idiot. What the hell got into him? That was never gonna go well."

"Could'a been fear toxin," Frank reminds him. "Could'a been anything."

"Goddamn moron."

"Yeah, well. That's nothing new."

"Humph."

Frank just laughs at him, gives him a friendly elbowing.

"Might wanna grab a Coke," he says. "Night ain't over yet."

*

Riley gets three steps inside before Frank grabs him. Mark's not here to lecture, but that's okay.

"The hell," he says, "was that?"

No answer, but a second later he realizes it's because Riley's arms are pinned. Whoops.

He lets him go and straightens up, hands on hips.

"Well?"

It worked.

"You were gonna try to kick his ass."

Yeah.

"For chrissakes, boy--"

He'd have done it for us.

Yeah. Yeah, he would have. For better or worse.

"Can't argue with that," he says softly. "C'mon, may as well comfy up."

Riley shrugs. He looks exhausted now, with the adrenaline worn off, and his hands are shaking a little. Frank claps him on the shoulder with a little more force than strictly necessary and steers him away from the computers.

"Get on, now."

#asks #arkhamverse #scaryverse #the squad #mark does not get a full hug because mark bites #literally he is a not a huggy person and you might get chomped #probably not but the risk is not zero

[koriyue]

i'm glad u like them 🥺 i had specific characters in mind for each one, like dance with the devil was xiao, hurricane was heizou and aether, crowd control was venti and kazuha, and winelight was venti (probably a ballad, imagine xiao as harmonies??? id cry man) —👁‍🗨

!!! anon, your brain,,, is so massive. SOLO SONGS???? GENIUS , lemme just,,, jot this down real quick,,,

CRYING OVER DANCE WITH THE DEVIL HONESTLY,,, FOR XIAO,,,!?!?!?! head in hands can you imagine him putting on a dance performance of this,,,, brb putting him in leather pants or something because aRF

WINELIGHT rgygYGR GYR gimme the BALLAD GIMME THE BALLAD!!! dimmed lighting,,, wine-coloured clothing,,,, both xiao and venti performing it using the standing mics,,, under a spotlight,,, hNGNHNGH

#koriyue ask #👁‍🗨 anon! #IS THIS AN EYE SJDKSK ANON I'M SO SORRY #i am: perceiving you #<3 thank you for all the brain power

[ol-blue]

Silly little karaoke fic

Beta reader and who made Ghostie: @catboybilly

words: 744

It was their weekly outing to the tasteful club, get drinks and relax after a week of being a cops nightmare. 

They were just outside the tasteful club, the blaring lights and music too loud even outside. “Its karaoke night” Jayne said, he sounded excited. Dallas giggled “Jay gonna sing us a song?” he teased, “maybe, fuck you” Jayne flipped him the bird before Hoxton uncermostly started dragging the two to the doors of Tasteful. Wolf, Ghostie and Chains in tow. 

Jayne made his goal obvious; get shitfaced and sing. Jayne was basically bouncing in his seat, “anyone wanna join me? It could be a duet!” he said quickly, after ‘no’s and one passionate ‘hell no’ from the mastermind Ghostie spoke up “i’d join you” Ghostie said looking up from his sweet cocktail. Before a ‘hell yeah’ could be shouted from Jayne, Ghostie put a hand up.

“Its gotta be a my chemical romance song”

“FUCK YEAH!”

Jayne put their names and the song and the two men waited for their turn, Jayne was giggley as he waited, Ghostie his usual quiet with a small smile. “Uh” sounded through the speakers Jayne perked up “Chase G and um Ask-eel H for Nanana by my chemical romance, please come up on stage” Jayne stood up beckoning Ghostie with a few quick “c’mon c’mon c’mon”s Ghostie followed onto the stage getting handed a mic.

Jayne was bouncing on his heels waiting, Ghostie stood static beside him as the music started. As the drum beats played Jayne jumped pumping his fist in the air, holding his mic with the other hand. that got a few cheers, one Ghostie recognized as Chains. Jayne looked at Ghostie as the vocals started giving him a smile, Ghostie half cleared his throat. “Drugs gimme drugs gimme drugs” Jayne and Ghosties voices synced “i don't need it but we’ll sell what ya got” Jayne’s face cracked into a smile, the lyrics hit a bit too close. “Take the cash and i'll keep it” Jayne sang, giving a lazy side point to Ghostie “eight legs to the wall, hit the gas kill em all!” Ghostie finished, Dallas, Chains and Wolf cheered at that. “And we crawl and we crawl and we crawl!” Ghostie mimicked Jayne pumping his fist. “You be my detonator!” Jayne did jazz hands with his unoccupied hand. 

Ghostie took over “love gimme love gimme love, i don't need it but i'll take what i want from  your heart and i'll keep it-” Ghostie paused for Jayne “in a bag, in a box put a X on the floor” Jayne finished, “gimme more gimme more gimme more!” their voices mixed. “Shut up and sing it with me!, from mall security, to every enemy, we’re on your property, standing in V formation” as Jayne sang he looked at the four hesiters. Hox wasn't paying attention but Dallas, Chains and Wolf were smiling. 

“Oh lemme tell you ‘bout the sad man” Jayne sang, taking his hand in a wide sweeping motion over his head. “Shut up and lemme see your jazz hands” Ghostie sang suppressing a giggle “remember when you were a mad man! Thought you was batman” Jayne sang, breathing for the next part “AND HIT THE PARTY WITH A GAS CAN!” Jayne flared his arm as if mimicking an explosion. Ghostie knew the next lyrics, he composed himself. Jayne paused looking over with a smirk. Ghostie's eyes fell upon Wolf in the crowded bar “Kiss me, you animal!” Ghosite sang alone, it was passionate and loud and Ghostie swears Wolf’s cheeks turned pink at that. “You run the company” Jayne picked right back up.

The rest of the song was a blur of Jayne's hyperactive movements and dramatic gestures.

Once they got off stage Jayne showed his smirk again, chuckling as he hit Ghosties arm. “Thinkin about a certain ‘animal’ Ghost?” Jayne teased, Ghostie's face went red “shut up Jayne” he hissed like a feral tomcat.

Once back in their seats Jayne was shown Ghostie and his wonderful proformace via Chains’ expert filming, “im showing this at your wedding” Chains said “you fucking better!” Jayne giggled pointing at Chains. Wolf’s face and tips of his ears were pink, only getting darker when Ghostie rested his head on the swedes shoulder. Hoxtons eyes finally drifted to Wolf, a bemused look quickly painted his face when he saw how red Wolf’s face was. which was only answered with a giggle from Jayne.

#oc x canon #canon x oc #payday 2 oc #Payday 2

[makerofmadness]

i am going to try to obtain the pearl- nevermind you can’t replay her game right away i guess

just had an epic battle with JJ. Chica died. I asked questions that I will never have answers for. WHEN BB THO.

gimme my bb please he is my- he is my boi i need him-

also fxck it i got a chip and i’m gonna use it

DEE DEE’S BACK SHE MUST’VE BEEN SUMMONED BY ME CELEBRATING HER SISTER’S(?) BIRTHDAY TWICE I THINK-

i failed again :’3

love how mic toss is just yeeting a microphone at the enemy

can headcanons/fics be made out of the movesets though like why does Toy Chica have Waterhose what logical reason is there-

staring at our dog asleep on a chair. he’s so cute.

aight time to play with Dee Dee again. sorry Fredbear but screw you.

i missed the fishing plunger i am terrible at this

oh she doesn’t disappear if you miss ok

blue fish

getting down to business

why is bash jam so loud though

neon bee sure

hmmm might shove JJ on a team lemme see

love how one of the candidates for deletion on the Five Nights at Freddy’s World Wiki is “Slut bitch” like who added that and why

ok so JJ has a 30% insta-kill move should i use her? I’m gonna shove her on an experimental party

aight sorry chica

love how the loading screens of mangle-related characters change pronouns whenever you see them. mangle is a bigender icon.

also from now on i will only refer to william as purple guy just because. i think we need to bring that back.

aight fredbear now we can interact.

for some reason i can like only either mute my computer’s volume or turn it down where’s the audio settings why is bash jam so loud

ok bathroom break brb

#worldoffnaf

[artzychic27]

Heart Thief

Before arriving at Dupont, Marc went to Vadim Bastille Collège and lived the life of those high school princesses you see in teen movies (Minus all of the drama, backstabbing, and the occasional bursting into song). He was liked by everyone including the teachers, he was president of the writing, fanfiction, and GSA club, had an amazing group of friends, and best of all, an amazing boyfriend.

Lucien Rebois was the most sought after boy at school. Tall, tan, captain of the fútbol team and took every team he was on to victory, super popular, charming, and the nicest guy you’ll ever meet. What more could a person want in a boyfriend? Girls would always try to ask him out, but he turned every single one of them down, even the most popular girls at school. Everyone wondered why until the day of the championship game when everything came to light

Marc and his friends cheered their school’s team on as they made the winning goal. While the crowd was still in a frenzy, Lucien grabbed a microphone and quieted everyone down when he said that he had to make an announcement…

“… Gimme an ‘M’!”, he shouted into the mic, forming an M with his arms. The crowd complied and mirrored him, while Marc and his friends just looked at each other in confusion

“M!”

“Gimme an ‘A’!”

“A!”

“Gimme an ‘R’!”

“R!”

Mehdi, a Cuban boy with brown hair dyed pink, and Vice President of the GSA squealed when he realized what Lucien was spelling, “He’s gonna say C!”. Syd, a a Vietnamese student nodded in agreement

Marc sputtered, “W-what?! No! He’s not!”

“Wait for it, Mar-Mar.”, Madelyn, a stocky Creole girl with a half-shaved head told him

“Gimme a ‘C’!”

“C!”

She smirked, “I knew it!”

“What does that spell?!”, Lucien asked as he pointed to the crowd. From where he stood, Marc blushed when he realized that Lucien had spelled his name

“Marc!”, the students shouted, a few looked at Marc grinning. He was sure this had to be a prank.

“Come on! Lemme hear you!”, he encouraged

“MARC!”, The students shouted again. Even a few teachers joined in. Lucien’s eyes never left the green-eyed boy, neither did the smile on his face as he spoke to him like they were the only people on the field

“I love you, Marc Anciel. Did I mention that?”, Marc smiles when he realized that the most popular boy in school was being sincere, and he truly felt this way about him. On the field, Marc could hear a few of the cheerleaders screaming with envy, knowing Lucien was gay and off the market. They ran away in tears

Lucien pointed towards the band, “Gimme a beat!”

“Un, deus, trois, quatre!”

Marc couldn’t believe this was happening. It was like something out of a fairytale. He looked around to see if this was real, and it was. When Lucien sang a love song about how he would give everything up for just one kiss, when he threw his jersey into the crowd, and Marc caught it, when he crowd-surfed over to him, and when he asked him to the dance… It was all real...

—

They were the cutest couple at school. They went on amazing dates, and went as a couple to every school event. Lucien even tried to switch classes so he could be closer to Marc, which the writer and other students found so sweet. Lucien has to be the best boyfriend ever. Generous, considerate, loyal, protective…

...A little too protective, though. Dating Lucien meant having the fútbol team on your side. When he heard about some homophobic student messing with Marc, Lucien sent the entire team to “take care of him”. No one’s seen that student in a while.

Lucien was also kind of clingy. Marc can’t remember the last time he’s hung out with his friends; he was always going on at least twenty dates with Lucien. Then one day, the students gave Marc a new nickname, ‘Lucien’s pet’, after he was given a red choker necklace with a silver heart dangling on a small chain, and on the heart was ‘L.R.’ He would always treat Marc like his property, but did it in a slow subtly way: Having his hands on Marc at all times, slowly separating him from his friends, then at one point, trying to dictate what he wore.

Madelyn was finally able to get some alone time with Marc and told him all about toxic relationships. And those examples sounded exactly like the situation he was in right now.

With some encouragement from his friends, Marc was finally found the courage to break up with Lucien after eight long months, and everything was back to normal. Marc didn’t have someone constantly following him around and keeping him away from his friends or threatening innocent students. Even when Lucien tried to get him back, he stood strong and didn’t give in. He almost did when Lucien swore he would be better, but when Marc caught him threatening the exchange student from Hong Kong who he thought had a crush on Marc, he had enough.

After explaining everything to his moms, they decided that it would be best if Marc switched schools to avoid Lucien. He was hesitant at first, knowing that he would have to leave all of his friends behind, but it was worth it to not have to deal with Lucien anymore. So, he said his goodbyes, made the Vice Presidents of the clubs the new presidents, and left, ready to start a new life at a new school

Lucien wouldn’t give up, though. He vowed that he would find Marc, and make him his again by any means necessary.

—

“Class, we have a new student!”, Mme. Bustier announced in her usual cheerful tone. A few of the students rolled their eyes and groaned at the mention of a new student, worried this one may be like Lila, “Please meet Lucien Rebois.”

Kim and Alix perked up at the mention of the name and nearly fell out of their seats when the athlete walked into the room. The other students, while not huge fans like Kim and Alix, gasped when they saw him

“Hi, nice to meet you all.”, he greeted with a smile

“Dude! You’re a legend!”, Kim shouted, “My cousin took me to every game you played, you are awesome!”

Lucien tried not to blush at the praise, “Well, I guess I was okay.”

“Okay?!”, Alix exclaimed, “You gotta join our fútbol team, we suck!”

“Alix!”, Bustier reprimanded and Lucien chuckled, “That’s quite enough.”

“I’ll think about it.”, he looked around, “So, where do I sit?”

Mme. Bustier pointed up the stairs, “Right next to Nathaniel.”, said boy waved so Lucien could see him. He walked up the stairs, paying no mind to the many admiring looks he was receiving, and sat down next to the redhead. The two sent each other polite smiles and focused on Bustier’s lecture

—

While doing classwork, Nathaniel’s eyes wandered to the bracelet wrapped around Lucien’s wrist. It was red, made of leather, and had a silver heart. It didn’t seem weird at first until he saw his seat mate’s initials on the heart. ‘Wonder who gave that to him.’, he thought, then went back to his classwork, only to be disrupted by the sound of the bell

“Okay, everyone, I’ll see you all after lunch.”, Mme. Bustier said as the students walked out of the classroom

While packing his messenger bag, Nathaniel dropped a draft of the Ladybug comic and went to pick it up, but Lucien beat him to it and looked at it in awe, “Dude, you make the Ladybug comics? I love these!”, he grinned

Nathaniel smiles at the compliment, “Thanks. I-I don’t make the whole comic though-“ He was cut off by Alix, running up the stairs and wrapping an arm around him, “He draws, and his partner writes.”

“Alix.”, he groaned, to which the pink-haired girl replied with a grin

“Partner as is significant other?”, Lucien asked when he realized what Alix meant. When he saw Nathaniel looking away in embarrassment and with what looked like fear, he eased his worries by saying, “Don’t worry, man, I’m like, super gay.”

Nathaniel smiled, relief taking over. Alix’s smile widened when she heard those words and she immediately wrapped her other arm around Lucien, “I love this boy!”

And the three of them left the classroom

—

Later at lunch, Lucien has drawn in a crowd as he talked a little about himself. Even Marinette joined in when she realized this new student was nothing like Lila and didn’t go on and on bragging about himself, or claiming he did something outlandish that could be proven false with a quick and easy Google search

“Well, I‘ve been captain of the fútbol team since middle school, and I’ll be honest, I was not ready to lead a whole team.”

Marinette whispered to Alya, “I like how modest he is.”, the Creole girl nodded in agreement

“Yeah, not like she who will not be named.”, Alya said with a roll of her eyes, then asked, “So Lucien, I hope you don’t mind going off-topic, but what do you think of Ladybug and Chat Noir?”

“They’re amazing!”, he exclaimed, “I mean, I’ve never seen them in person, only on the Ladyblog live-streams. My school was a little far from the action.”, he explained while Alya beamed at the mention of her blog, “Now, what’s this I’ve heard about ‘Ladybug’s best friend?’”

The students groaned. Marinette said, “We don’t talk about her.”

“Alright, enough about Rossi,” Nino bitterly said, then pointed to the bracelet resting on his wrist, “sweet band, man! Where’d you find that?”, the others admired the bracelet and repeated Nino’s question

Nathaniel noticed him blushing at the mention of it, “Well… It was my ex’s.” He raised an eyebrow, ‘His ex’s? Then why does it have his initials?’, he thought to himself then continued to listen

“Yeah, I gave him this after we dated for three months.”, he explained, “I, um… I’m not entirely over him yet.”, he admitted, making the girls and some boys awe, “Then he switched schools, and I haven’t really been the same.”

“That’s why you were playing sloppy at your games!”, Kim exclaimed, “Man, that must’ve been rough. If Ondine broke up with me, I’d probably be drowning in the pool.”, everyone laughed. Nathaniel then looked up and saw Marc walking in the cafeteria with Mireille. He smiled at how content and happy he looked, but then that feeling turned to concern when he saw him running away the minute he walked in

Nathaniel, wanting to make sure Marc was okay, excused himself, then ran after him. He heard footsteps, whirled around, and saw Mireille running towards him, “Is Marc okay?”, she asked, only to have Nathaniel respond with a shrug, “I don’t know. Help me look for him.”

“Damn long legs.”, Mireille cursed under her breath

--

“Anciel!”

Marc whipped around from the bathroom mirror and came face-to-face... Well, more like chest-to-face with Ismael Prisk, the school’s foreign exchange students from Pakistan, Marc’s classmate, and what some of the anime-fanatic students call a ‘tsundere’.

Marc sighed, “Ismael, I’m not in the mood.”

“Fight with your boyfriend?”, he asked in a snarky tone, making Marc roll his eyes at the boy’s usual behavior

“No! I-I just...”

Ismael continued to pry, “Because you always spend lunch with him, considering the fact that you two have no classes together, so I’m just naturally curious as to why you’d rather hide in the bathroom than use that precious hour to make out with him.”

‘Yeah right.’, Marc thought, “It has nothing to do with Nathaniel.”

The short brunette smirked, “Well, then I guess you won’t mind if I go fetch him, now would you?”, he heads for the door, only to be stopped when Marc grabs his wrist

“Don’t do that!”, he begged

“I won’t say anything if you tell me why you’re acting like a freak.”. he retorted while snatching his wrist out of Marc’s grasp

“... Okay...”, seeing Ismael backing towards the door, he quickly said, “It’s Lucien, okay?!”

“The new guy?”, Marc nodded, “Tall guy, captain of some team?”, he asked, and Marc nodded again, “So what?”

“... He’s my ex.”, Ismael made an ‘o’ shape with his mouth, “And, I just don’t feel like running into him.”

“So you’re the guy who made him lose those games.”, Ismael taunted

“It wasn’t my fault!”, Marc exclaimed. Ismael flinched at his outburst, “I had to break up with him! He was just... I couldn’t take it! He was sweet at first, but he started treating me like I was his property or something! He even had me wear a choker with his initials on it!”

The stoic look on Ismael’s face became softer as he listened to Marc about Lucien

“He even threatened some of my friends, o-or anyone who talked to me because he thought they were flirting with me.”, a tear streamed down his face, “One guy even went to the hospital.”

Ismael asked, “Did you tell anyone?”

“I tried to go to the principal, but he said without any proof, there wasn’t anything that could’ve be done.��, he explained, “And Lucien always thought ahead. He did his threatening in rooms that didn’t have cameras, had the fútbol team backing him up if he was ever accused of something, and his aunt is a member of the school board, so he always got away with everything.”

Ismael frowned, “Damn, that’s... That’s just awful.”

Marc nodded, “I finally broke up with him, and I switched schools. But now that Lucien’s here, I’m worried he’ll do something to Nath when he finds out we’re dating. So that’s why you can’t say anything!”

“Dude, Lucien’s gonna find out you go here sooner or later.”, Ismael said with a shake of his head, “You just gotta avoid him, and hope he turns out like Rossi.” He smiled at the thought of Lila rotting away in her prison cell

Marc shuddered at the memory of how he almost killed Lila. But putting that thought aside, he realized Ismael was right. Lila slipped up and got arrested, so maybe Lucien will too and get what he had coming a long time ago, “I guess... Thanks-”

Ismael cut him off and headed for the door, “Don’t mention it. To anyone.”, and he left

—

Mireille walked out of the library, “Well, he’s not in there.”, she turns to Nathaniel who’s walking out of a classroom, “No luck?”

He shook his head, “No. I’m getting worried; why did he just run off like that?”

“Ask him yourself.”, Mireille narrowed her eyes as the boy approached her and Nathaniel

“What are you talking about, Ismael?”, she asked curtly, “Where’s Marc?”

The brunette ignored her and turned to Nathaniel, “Kurtzberg, I suggest you stay by your boyfriend’s side at all times, especially now that Lucien’s here.”, he warned

“What?”

Ismael held his hands up, sensing the rising hostility in the redhead’s voice, “He told me a couple of things about Rebois. Things that might concern you.”

“Well what did he say? What did Lucien do?”, he asked, wanting to get right to the point, but the other boy merely shook his head

“Like I said: ask him yourself.”, he answered with a pointed look before walking away from the two very confused students

“I’ll talk to him at art club.”, Nathaniel told Mireille before heading back to the cafeteria

—

“So, Nath,”, Lucien sat down in his seat, “I was just wondering, who’s your partner with the Ladybug comic?”, he asked, making Nathaniel tense.

Should he say anything? If what Ismael said was true, then Lucien may hurt Marc. He needed to keep quiet until he has enough information on this guy to know if Marc is safe around him

“Well, he prefers privacy.” he answered, “He doesn’t really like all of the attention.”, it wasn’t really a lie. Marc hated being the center of attention, yet he’s the writer for the most popular comic in Paris

“Huh.”, was Lucien’s response before he turned his attention to the teacher

‘...Okay.’

Throughout the lesson, Nathaniel felt like he was being watched, like someone was plotting to set him on fire. Maybe he was just being paranoid because he was worried about Marc... Yeah, that was it. No one’s out to get him, and he did not just see Lucien glaring at him as if he were Hawkmoth himself

—

Lucien knew what he saw, and he knew what he heard. He knew he saw the silky black hair of his love in the hallway, the bright red hoodie that hid his beautiful frame, and the gentle green eyes that made his heart melt...

He found him. After all this time, he found Marc Anciel. And he had the Ladyblog to thank for that. Even as a monochromatic supervillain who could reverse people, he still looked breath-taking. When he watched the live-stream, he instantly recognized the beautiful Akuma, and insisted on switching schools so he could find him. And who would’ve guessed that they’d end up in the same school again? It was fate, they were meant to stay together.

But then he heard Nathaniel Kurtzberg being referred to as Marc’s boyfriend... That nobody stole Marc away from him: The school golden boy, the one people would kill to date. Well, he was going to get him back. They had art club together, probably to work on the comic. How did he not recognize Marc as the writer? The word choice, the realistic dialogue... Just another thing Lucien loved about him

When that bell rings at the end of the day, Marc will be his again.

—

“You alright, Nath?”, Kim asked Nathaniel as he shut his locker closed and slipped on his swim cap, “You seem a little on edge.”

He shrugged, “... It’s Lucien.”

The Vietnamese boy smiled dreamily at the mention of the name, “Yeah, he’s awesome,” but then frowned, “What about him?”

“Well, I heard some stuff about him.”, he answered as he placed a book in his locker, “And it involved Marc.”, Kim raised an eyebrow, “Ismael told me to keep Marc away from him.”

“Ismael Prisk?”, he nodded, “You actually believe that guy? He’s not exactly the nicest guy, Nath. Plus, Lucien’s chill, he wouldn’t do anything to hurt Marc... Not like Lila.”

The artist rolled his eyes at the mention of the Italian, and Kim’s face contorted into disgust

“I can’t believe I thought she was telling the truth.”, Kim said, ashamed, “I get injured all the time, and I come back with bruises and casts. She falls down the stairs and somehow comes back without a singer scratch.”

“Well, I’ll admit, she was pretty convincing.”, Nathaniel admitted with a look of embarrassment, “She almost had me convinced, but then she said she was dating the creator of the Ladybug comic.”

Kim facepalms, “God, me and the others are so dumb.”

Nathaniel chuckled, then shut his locker, “Well, I’m gonna go and see if Marc’s alright.”

“I bet my lucky speedo that Lucien is a good guy!”

Nathaniel yelled back as he walked out the room, “You can keep those!”

—

Meanwhile, in the art room, Marc was listening to music on his headphones and writing in his journal as he waited for Nathaniel to arrive. He needed to relax after the day he’s been having- He’s managed to avoid Lucien, so that’s good... Now he just had to keep doing so until graduation.

This was one of the places where he was safe. Lucien was never really into the arts, so there was no way he’d ever actually come in here

“Lucien, hi!”, Marc heard Rose greet as the song he was listening to faded out. He dropped his pencil in horror

‘Oh, God.’

“So, an athlete, and an artist?”, Alix let out a low whistle, “I’m liking you more and more, man.”

‘They’re all in the same class, of course, they’re friends.’

“Well, not really.”, he responded with a laugh then looked around the room, “I just came to check the place out. I’m liking the calm vibe here.”

Juleka shrugged as she strummed a few chords on her guitar, “It is pretty quiet here sometimes.”

‘Okay, they’re distracting him. Maybe if I sneak out quietly, he won’t notice me.’, Marc slowly gathered his notebook and pencils in his bag, not wanting to make too much noise

“Marc! Have you met Lucien?!”, Rose asked, and at that moment, Marc wanted to die

“...”

When he didn’t move, Juleka raised an eyebrow, “Marc, are you okay?”

Before he could respond, Marc felt a strong hand being placed on his shoulder and heard, “Hello, my Emerald.”, the pet name that made him want to throw up

“Who’s Emerald?”, Alix asked

Lucien feigned surprise and answered, “Oh, did Marc not tell you?”, he holds up his wrist with the choker acting as a bracelet, “We were boyfriends. I call him Emerald because of his lovely eyes.”

Alix, Rose, and Juleka weren’t sure how to respond to that. Do they ask follow-up questions, tell him to leave before Nathaniel arrives, or just kick him out right now because he’s getting a little too close to Marc?

“Okay, okay!”, Alix approaches the two and removes Lucien’s hand from Marc’s arm, “Reunion’s over, you should go try out for a team, Marc has a boyfriend,” she points to the door, “you can leave now.”

“What’s the rush?”, Lucien asked as he placed his hands on Marc’s shoulders and gave them a little squeeze, making the writer shudder, “Can’t a guy just talk to his ex without someone trying to make him leave?” He gives the sleeve of Marc’s jacket a little tug, grinning when it slides off his shoulder a little bit

“I don’t hear you talking to each other.”, Alix spat

He huffed, “Fine.”, then turns to Marc, “Emerald, I haven’t stopped thinking about you ever since took our break.”

Marc mumbled, “We broke up.”

“And I want you back.”, he leaned in close to the petrified boy and made escaping impossible. He had Marc pinned against the table, with his arms on either side of him, “Come on, Emerald. Let’s finish where we-“, he didn’t finish as he was pushed away from Marc by none other than Alix

“You have five, fucking, seconds.”, she snarled

Lucien smirked, “Well, I better make the most of it.”, he sent Marc a wink, only infuriating Alix even more.

—

As he made his way towards the art room, Nathaniel’s phone started buzzing. He checked the texts, all caps, and angry emojis

Alix: GET IN HERE BEFORE I SNAP HIS NECK!😡😡😡

Rose: HURRY! ALIX IS GONNA RIP HIS HEAD OFF! 😱

Alix: FHE)3&HE D#%UWUDK WH3$&

Juleka: Alix used her phone to smack him. Also, I think Marc’s having a panic attack!!

At that last text, Nathaniel ran as fast as he could. When he made it to the classroom, his eyes widened at the scene before him- Alix had Lucien in a headlock while Rose tries to pry her off, and Juleka had her arms wrapped around Marc as he sat on the floor

“What the hell is going on?!”, he yelled, grabbing everyone’s attention, except for Marc’s. Juleka helped Marc up and walked him over to his boyfriend. Nathaniel cupped his cheeks in his hands, “It’s okay, Rainbow. I’m here.”, he took one of his shaky hands and kissed it, “It’s okay.”

”Get your hands off of him!”, Lucien snarled, making Marc tighten his arms around Nathaniel, and hide his face in the crook of his neck

Alix jabbed his chest with her finger, “He’s having a panic attack, you dick!”

Nathaniel was suddenly pulled out of Marc’s hold, and the writer pulled his hood over his head, shaking and sobbing as the two boys yelled at each other

“Get out of here!”

“Make me, twerp!”

Marc feels a hand on his shoulder. He holds it, thinking it’s Nathaniel, Alix, Juleka, or Rose. When he looks up and paled when he realized it was Lucien

“Get your hands off of him!”, Rose screamed as Juleka stormed over and yanked the boy away from Marc

“Emerald, you’re going to let them-“

“DON’T CALL ME THAT!”, he sobbed

“Get out of here, Rebois.”, Nathaniel growled

“Over my dead- OW!”

Alix had twisted his arm behind his back and is walking him towards the door, “And stay out!”, she pushed him out, then shut the door. Once Lucien regained his composure, he looked around and saw a couple of students giving confused looks and whispering. He stormed off in a huff.

—

“The owner of heart once so full of life only to have it be torn apart, then shattered, and now seeking to take back what was his.”, Hawkmoth holds out his hand, and a white butterfly lands in his open palm. He covers the butterfly, and it’s engulfed with dark magic, turning the butterfly into an Akuma. It flutters away

“Fly, my little Akuma. And evilize him!”

—

Lucien sat outside on the steps of the school, scrolling through photos on his phone, all are of him and Marc when they were dating- Them holding hands while roller-skating, Marc wearing his letterman jacket at a fútbol game, dancing at the spring formal, kissing in his car at a drive-in... They looked so happy... He shoved his phone back in his pocket and rubbed his thumb over the choker necklace wrapped around his wrist. While doing this, he felt something brush up against his finger, and suddenly, he felt as if someone was in his head

“Heart Thief, I am Hawkmoth. I too understand the pain of losing someone you love. Now you can take back what’s yours. In return, you must give me Ladybug and Chat Noir’s Miraculous.”

Lucien wanted to say no. He’s seen what this guy was capable of, but... He’d have Marc all to himself again. This was too good of an opportunity to pass up. He had to get him back and away from those friends of his. Especially that red-haired twerp...

“I’m coming for you, Marc.”, he smirked as the black mist bubbled up from the choker and surrounded him

Hawkmoth froze when he heard that name. ‘Marc Anciel’ How could such an innocent-sounding name sound so malevolent? He, a mere child managed to silence and overpower him, the most feared villain in all of Paris, and then had the nerve to threaten him... It was quite impressive. Marc was now second on his ‘Must Akumatize’ list, and at the top was Marinette. Even though Lila had been arrested and was no longer a threat to her emotional stability, the Eurasian girl would still make a powerful Akuma- Not one caused by her friends betraying, but definitely, something that would make the heroes fall to their knees

—

“It’s okay, Rainbow. He’s gone.”, Nathaniel whispered as he had his arms wrapped around Marc’s frame, “He won’t hurt you, okay?”

“God! I can’t believe I actually looked up to that guy!”, Alix screeched, “When I see him, I’m just gonna... I’ll...”, she chucks a spray paint can at the door, M. Haberkorn walks in carrying a few blank canvases just as the can drops to the floor with a ‘clank’. “What’s going on here?”, he asked with concern when he felt the tension in the room

Alix sighed, “Sorry, M. Haberkorn. We just... Ugh.”, she slumped into her seat

The art teacher looks and sees Marc in Nathaniel’s protective hold, “Is Marc okay?”

Juleka answers, “We had a run-in with the new student.”

Rose adds, “Yeah, and he was making Marc really uncomfortable! He kept touching him and calling him Em-“, seeing Nathaniel shake his head, she rephrased, “a name that he didn’t like. And he was, I guess flirting with Marc even when we said he and Nathaniel were dating!”

M. Haberkorn frowned. How dare another student come into his classroom and harass one of his children students? “Well, I’ll be having a talk with M. Damocles about this first thing tomorrow.”, he said sternly, “That boy will not set another foot in this room, or hurt you again, Marc.”

Marc lifted his head and sent the kind man a faint smile

Then suddenly, destroying the calm atmosphere were screams coming from the students who stayed after school. Juleka ran out into the hall and saw the Akuma. He wore a black mask with a small red heart above his right eye, a suit where the top half was is tailcoat that was red at the top and black at the bottom, and the ends of the tailcoat formed a broken heart. He wore black pants, black fingerless gloves that revealed his red nails, and came up to his biceps, red platform boots with metal heart buckles that came up to his knees, and in his hand was a black choker necklace with a red metal heart. She gasped when she realized the Akuma was Lucien, then went back in the room, shut the door, and told the others, “Lucien’s an Akuma!”

Alix clenched her fists, “Oh, hell no!”

M. Haberkorn shushed her, “We can’t let him know we’re still in here.”

Everyone froze when they heard the Akuma’s footsteps were getting louder as he approached the room. Nathaniel kept Marc in a protective hold as the taller boy silently cried... The footsteps soon faded away, and they all let out relieved sighs, but this moment was short-lived when the door suddenly blew off its hinges, revealing Heart Thief.

He looked around the room until his eyes land on Marc and smirks, “Oh, Emerald.”, he drawled out, “Did you miss me?”

Alix got into a fighting stance, Nathaniel moved Marc behind him, Rose and Juleka backed away but still stood close by Marc. M. Haberkorn scowled when he realized this was the student that harassed Marc

Sternly he said, “You’re not welcome here. Leave.”, but the villain just laughed

“Not until I take back what’s mine.”, he held up the collar, making Marc back away at the sight of it, “Emerald, come here.”

Alix tightened her fists, “If you think he’s gonna listen to you, you must be-!”, she silenced herself when she saw a red dagger in the shape of a heart appear in the palm of his hand

“Emerald, you know how much I hate waiting,” he chastised, then summoned four more daggers he then sent towards Alix, Rose, Juleka, Nathaniel, and M. Haberkorn. Everyone ducked out of the way, and the daggers hit a sculpture, forming cracks along the surface before it crumbled into bits. Marc looked up and didn’t have time to react before Heart Thief threw the choker at him, and it wrapped itself around his neck. Marc tried to rip it off but then suddenly came to a halt, and his arms dropped to his sides. He and the Akuma locked eyes, and Marc no longer saw Heart Thief, he saw Lucien- His devoted, caring boyfriend. Nathaniel got up, and his eyes widened in shock when he saw that Marc’s irises were now a bright red

He held his hand, “Rainbow?”, but got no response

Heart Thief sent the boy a sneer. His look softened when he looked to Marc, “Emerald, come here.”, he commanded sweetly as his eyes glowed the same shade of red as Marc’s irises

Marc stood, and with no hesitation, ran over to Heart Thief. Rose reached for his hand, but he pulled it away and went to nuzzle up against his chest

Nathaniel looked heartbroken, and even more when Marc and Heart Thief passionately kissed each other, “Oh, I knew you’d come to your senses, Emerald.”, he gently scooped him off his feet, and sent Nathaniel a smirk when Marc wrapped his arms around his neck, “Perhaps I should be calling you Ruby now.” Before he could head out, M. Haberkorn stood at the doorway

“Unhand him this instant!”, he shouted in a tone none of the art students have ever heard him use. Heart Thief just scoffed, settled Marc in his left arm, then he used his free hand to grab the man by his shirt and fling him across the room, causing him to crash into some paint cans that splattered him with a mess of colors. Rose and Juleka went to help him up while Alix and Nathaniel ran after Heart Thief, who fled during the commotion.

While running, Heart Thief summoned six heart-shaped daggers and threw them at Nathaniel and Alix. They weren’t hit, but dodging the daggers slowed them down and allowed Heart Thief to get away

He made his way outside, scaring off a few civilians, but he didn’t care. He finally had Marc back, and once he brought the Miraculous to Hawkmoth, they’ll never be separated ever again

“I told you,” he whispered, “I’d get you back, my Ruby. Nothing will keep us apart.”, he kisses Marc’s pink lips again, but was cut short when he heard, “PUT HIM DOWN!”

Standing at the top of the steps was Nathaniel, seething with rage and with visible tears streaming down his face. Heart Thief rolled his eyes and leaped away

“NO!”

—

“Excellent, Heart Thief. It shouldn’t be too long before Ladybug and Chat Noir arrive. Once you take their Miraculous, he shall be yours forever.”

Heart Thief smiled as he looked down at Marc, his hair blowing in his beautiful face as he ran, “That’s all I want.”

—

Meanwhile, in his room, Adrien was just sitting at his desk, watching footage of the Ladyblog on his three computer monitors, when he suddenly heard screams from outside. He rushed over to his window and looked to see Heart Thief leaping from roof to roof with Marc in his arms

“Is that Marc?”, he asks himself before turning to Plagg, sitting on the couch and munching on some Camembert, “Plagg, we gotta go!”

The Kwami of destruction groaned, “But I just got comfy!”

“Now!”

Plagg, Claws out!

—

Marinette was just sitting on her balcony, flipping through a fashion magazine while Tikki sat on her shoulder eating a macaron. Before the goddess of creation could take another bite, she noticed something out of the corner of her eye

“Marinette, look!”, she looked to where the Kwami was pointing and saw the Akuma running on the roof of a building. She took a closer look and shock crossed her face when she saw Marc cradled in his arms, “Marc?!”

“He must’ve been kidnapped.”, Tikki deduced

“Well, we’re gonna get him back!”

Tikki, Spots On!

—

Back at school, Nathaniel was panicking. He just lost Marc to... To... To that sleaze! What’s even worse is that he could make Marc do whatever he wants. He didn’t even want to imagine that

“Nath, is gonna be okay.”, Alix tried to reassure him

“No it’s not!”, he yelled, “You saw what he was doing to Marc! He’ll- Oh God!”

“Hey,” Alix grabs his shoulders, “he’s not gonna do anything to Marc, okay? Ladybug and Chat Noir will take care of this like they always do. A-and maybe they’ll call on you again since this is a personal thing.”

Nathaniel didn’t care about being Royt Hon again. He just wanted Marc back, “You think so?”, Alix nodded and pointed up towards the red-clad hero swinging across the city

“Once this is over, I’m giving Lucien a piece of my mind.”, she snarled

—

Couples ran out of the way or stood frozen in shock as Heart Thief and Marc walked across Pont Des Arts

“Oh, Ruby. I’m so glad to have you back.”, Heart Thief said as he combed his fingers through Marc’s hair

The writer held onto the Akuma’s free arm and sighed, “I missed you, Lucien.”

“And you don’t love anyone else, only me?”, Heart Thief asked, eyes glowing again as he softly caressed Marc cheek, causing his pink lips to curl into a smile

“No, I only love you.”, even if it was fake, Heart Thief didn’t seem to care, he was just thrilled to have Marc back in his arms and listening to his every word. There was just one thing that could make this even better

“Ruby, I never really liked how that hoodie hid your gorgeous figure.”, Heart Thief said, biting his bottom lip as he messed with the jaw string, “Remove it for me?”

Marc’s eyes flickered from crimson to green, and for a millisecond, he saw Heart Thief and not Lucien, but the Akuma didn’t seem to notice and just waited for Marc to do as he said, “L-love to.”, raising his hand to his shoulder, he began to slide the jacket off, when a voice called out,

“GET AWAY FROM HIM!”

Ladybug and Chat Noir arrived on the scene. Civilians fled, knowing how destructive these Akuma battles could get. Heart Thief stood in front of Marc and sent a glare the heroes’ way as he summoned two daggers, “You will not take my love away from me!”

Ladybug ignored him but kept her yoyo ready in case she would have to deflect those daggers. She furrowed her brow when she saw Marc, clinging onto the Akuma’s arm. That’s when she noticed his eyes were no longer green, and realized he must be being controlled by the Akuma

“Marc, whatever spell he has on you, you need to break free from it!”

“Spell?”

“Yeah, your eyes are supposed to be green! And you love Nathaniel, not him!”, Chat pointed an accusing finger at the Akuma

Suddenly, Marc felt a tinge of pain in his head and held it tightly, causing Heart String to look at him with concern, “My Ruby, are you alright?”

His eyes flickered again, but this time Heart Thief noticed, and so did the heroes, “I-I’m fine.”

Heart Thief let out a sigh of relief and turned his attention back to Ladybug and Chat, summoning ten more daggers, each one sharpened to a fine point and ready to pierce through the heroes, “If you know what’s best for you, you’ll leave me and my Ruby alone.”, he threatened, then sent the daggers at the heroes before gathering Marc in his arms and running off

Ladybug spun her yoyo, Chat spun his staff, and the two deflected each dagger. They either flew off and fell into the water, or were embedded in the floor or nearby benches. Once there were no more daggers coming for them, Ladybug and Chat swung and vaulted after Heart Thief

--

Heart Thief knew his control over Marc was weakening when he saw his eyes turning green again. He had to remove any memories of Nathaniel, seeing as the mere mention of his name would break his control over Marc

After looking around to make sure the heroes were nowhere in sight, Heart Thief stopped on the nearest rooftop and set Marc gently onto the roof, “Lucien, why did you stop?”, he asked as Heart Thief took his hand in his.

“Marc,” he started, “my Ruby.”, his eyes started glowing again, “What do you remember about Nathaniel Kurtzberg?”

Marc’s eyes began flickering again, rapidly, before settling on red, “We go to school together.”, he answered. Heart Thief’s eyes became brighter, “He... He likes to draw. I think.”

He smirked, “What else?”

“... He has brown hair?”

“Anything else you remember about Nathaniel?”, his bright red eyes became a menacing blood red

“...” Marc’s face contorted in confusion as he tried to remember who this boy was. The name sounded so familiar to him, but he couldn’t figure out why “I... I don’t know who that is.”

‘He doesn’t remember him.’, “Are you sure?”, he asked, needing confirmation

“No.” He tilted his head slightly, “Am I supposed to?”, Heart Thief kissed his forehead before answering, “No, my Ruby. He’s not important. Never has been, never will be.”, his muscular arms wrapped around Marc’s frame and pull him in for a hug, which the entranced boy gladly returned

“Found you!”

Having no time to react, Ladybug’s yoyo smacked Heart Thief in the face, making him stumble and fall on his back. Marc went to help him up but found himself being restrained by Chat

“Let me go!”, he shouted, writhing in the leather-clad hero’s hold, “Lucien!”, he called out to the Akuma who was tied up by Ladybug’s yoyo. Heart Thief swept her leg, sending Ladybug down, and freed himself from the magic weapon. Chat Noir ran after him, staff ready, but Heart Thief grabbed the staff and used it to fling him into Ladybug just as she was getting up.

Once the heroes were down, Heart Thief gathered Marc in his arms and leaped away just as Ladybug and Chat Noir got back up and situated themselves

“And I thought cats were territorial.”, Chat joke as he picked up his staff, “Did you see anything on Romeno, that might have been the akumatized object?”

Ladybug shook her head, “Nothing. But we have to keep looking.”, then she yelled out,

“LUCKY CHARM!”, the object that fell into her hands was...

“Marc and Nathaniel’s comic?”

Chat examined the cover, “Issue twelve. The one where Might Illustrator saves Inverser from Scarlet Moth’s control.”, Ladybug raised an eyebrow, to which Chat responded with a shrug, “What? I like their work.”

Ladybug flipped through the pages until she stopped on a specific one. Might Illustrator held Inverser in a loving embrace as the two kissed, and Inverser’s red and black suit faded back to white and black. Ladybug got an idea, “Chat, go after Heart Thief. I’ll be right back.”

He nodded, “On it, m’lady!”, then vaulted away

--

Back at Dupont, Alix was comforting Nathaniel, who was crying into her shoulder, “Okay, so it’s been almost two hours, but Ladybug and Chat Noir will get Marc back!” she reassured, “It almost took them an entire day to defeat some Akumas.”, she reminded him, but Nathaniel couldn’t listen, not when Marc was in the arms of some creep

He just wanted him back...

“Nathaniel!”, Ladybug called out as she landed, startling the two, “I need your help!” she looked down at the comic with her Lucky Vision, then at Nathaniel. Both were ladybug-patterned

Alix gave Nathaniel’s arm a nudge, “Is Royt gonna make a comeback?”

“Not exactly.” she holds out her hand to the redhead, “Right now, Marc needs you. Will you come with me?”

With a look of determination, Nathaniel takes the superheroine’s hand, “Let’s get Marc back.”

“And when you see Lucien,” Alix holds up her fist and smirks, “give him one of these for me, ‘kay, bud?”

Nathaniel gave his friend a nod as Ladybug wrapped her arm around him, “Oh, I’ll be giving him much worse.”, then Ladybug swung away with Nathaniel in her arms

--

After five minutes of running, Heart Thief landed right outside of the Le Grand Blanche Hotel. By the door was a sign that read, ‘Jemart and Mell Wedding in Banquet Hall’ His lips curled into a grin, “Ruby. How would you like us to always be together?”, all he got in response was a kiss on the cheek.

“Heart Thief, what is the meaning of this? I want my Miraculous!”

“And you’ll get them. Right after I make Marc mine forever.” at that, he carried Marc into the hotel.

It took almost ten minutes, but Heart Thief finally found the banquet hall and set Marc down on the floor before using his enhanced strength to punch the door down, much to the alarm of everyone in attendance at the wedding. The groom was just about to put the ring on the bride’s finger.

Heart Thief smirked, “Sorry to interrupt such a lovely ceremony, but this will only take a moment.”

“Marc?” Standing from her seat was Madelyn, dressed in a black vest with a red bow tie, a white dress shirt, black pants, and black heels, “What’s goin’ on; Why are you with an Akuma?”

Marc gave his old friend a confused look, “I’m not with an Akuma, I’m with Lucien.” the girl narrowed her eyes at the Akuma and instantly recognized him, “Rebois.”, she sneered

“Jemart. I thought the name sounded familiar.”

The muscular girl rolled up her sleeves and stormed over to the Akuma, “After all this time, even as an Akuma, you’re still a creep.” her look softened when she turned to Marc, “Mar-Mar, whatever lies this boy has been telling you, don’t believe him.”

He gave her an incredulous look, “He said he loves me.”

“Marc,” she grabs his shoulders, “you broke up with him for a reason! He’s possessive, he threatened your friends, he made you wear a collar!” she looks at the black choker around his neck, “And he still is. Mar-Mar, you’re one of my best friends. Please. Believe me when I’m telling you that Lucien- Heart Thief- Whatever! He’s using you...”

It’s a stare down between the two. Marc’s crimson red eyes started flickering again and were becoming a forest green color until Heart Thief squeezed his hand, and his eyes went back to red “Maddy, please move.”

A tear forms out of the eye of the usually tough girl, “Marc-”

In one swift motion, Madelyn was pinned to the wall by Heart Thief’s daggers, each one just an inch away from piercing her body. Marc looked back at her with concern until Heart Thief linked their arms and walked him down the aisle, prompting the bride and groom to move out of the way. The priest would have run too, but Heart Thief’s glare kept him in place.

“O-okay then.”, the priest stammered, “So, do you, Heart Thief, t-take Marc to b-be your lawfully wedded husband?”

“I do.”, he answered quickly

“Of course.”, he said before turning to Marc, “And do y-you, Marc, take Heart Thief to-to be your la-lawfully wedded husband?”

“I-”

Before he could say ‘do’, someone yelled out, “I OBJECT!”

Everyone looked to see Paris’ heroes and Nathaniel standing at the doorway. Ladybug’s earrings had all five dots, having refueled Tikki before they arrived, and she was giving Chat a bored look, “Was that necessary?” he shrugged, “I’ve always wanted to do that.”

Nathaniel’s eyes didn’t leave Marc for a second. He always fantasized about seeing Marc at an altar, but not like this.

“Crashing my wedding?!” How tacky are you?” Heart Thief shouted, pulling Marc closer to him

Nathaniel sneered, “I’m tacky?! You brainwashed my boyfriend!”

“He’s marrying me willingly! Right, Ruby?” Marc nodded.

Ladybug threw her yoyo at Heart Thief. It wrapped around his ankles, and she flung him across the room, making him crash into a wall. Nathaniel made his way over to Marc, but he ran over to the wounded Akuma, and Nathaniel couldn’t hold back his tears anymore.

Ladybug then called for her, “LUCKY CHARM!”

And in her hands was... “A magnet?”

While she looked for a way to use the lucky, Chat Noir quickly dragged Marc over to Nathaniel while Heart Thief was down, “Nathaniel, get him somewhere safe.” With a nod, Nathaniel pulled Marc out of the banquet hall, and the battle began

--

“Where are you taking me?!”, Marc asked as Nathaniel continued to pull him through the building, with some struggle since Marc kept trying to pull his hand out of his grasp

“I’m getting you away from him, Marc!”, he answered, then the two made their way into a stairwell

“What?! How do you even know my name; who are you?!”

After hearing those last three words, Nathaniel’s heart shattered. He stopped on his tracks and look Marc right in his eyes, “You... You don’t know who I am?”

Marc shook his head, “No. Look, I-I need to go back, or Lucien’s gonna-”

“Forget about Lucien!”, he shouted, “He’s hurt you in the past, and is still doing so! Marc... He doesn’t love you.”

“H-he said he-”

Nathaniel was now crying at this point, “He doesn’t mean it... I know you don’t remember me, o-or everything we’ve been through together, and you probably won’t believe me when I tell you this, but I love you! I can’t lose you, you’re... You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me...” Seeing no change on Marc’s confused face, he slid down the wall and tucked his head into his knees and silently cried, “I love you, Rainbow.”

Marc just stood, not wondering what to do right now. He wanted to go back to Lucien, but this boy was claiming that he was a part of his life right now and is clearly upset... Lucien wouldn’t mind if he stayed back to comfort... Nick? Noah?... Nathan... What did Chat Noir call him earlier?... Nathaniel! That was his name. It sounded so nice.

Marc’s eyes flickered again and became a red-orange color. “... A comic”, Nathaniel looked up in confusions, tears still streaming down his face, “We... We worked on a comic together.”

Nathaniel wiped some of his tears away, “Y-yeah. Yeah!”, he got on his feet, and held Marc’s hands, “Do you remember anything else?”

"... W-we became friends after Reverser?”

Nathaniel grinned when he realized Marc’s memories of him were slowly returning, and his eyes were going back to their normal color with each memory, “Yes! That’s right! What else?”

“Uh... I had to sleep over your house after Alix made us watch a scary movie.”, his eyes faded to yellow-orange

Nathaniel blushed at the memory. Marc’s parents were out of town that week and he did not wanna sleep alone, so he offered to let him sleep over his house. In his room... In his bed.

“We went to Comic Con together as Ruby and Sapphire,” he chuckled, “sold a few of our comics, and... And... You told me you love me.”

“I do. And I always will... Marc... My Rainbow. If you take off that choker, I can guarantee that you’ll know who actually loves you, and you’ll know who you love.”, Nathaniel wrapped his arms around Marc’s waist and pulled him in for a hug. His hugs felt so different from Lucien’s; they were warmer. “If that person is still Lucien, know that I’ll never stop loving you.”

Marc slowly reached for his choker and undid the clasp. Once the offending material was no longer around his neck, Marc threw it to the floor, causing it to break.

“Rainbow?”, Nathaniel whispered. He looked and saw Marc’s beautiful green eyes once again, and brimming with tears

“I missed you.”

“... I missed you too!”

The two kissed, hands clasped together and fitting perfectly, and bodies pressed against each other. This tender moment was cut short when they heard a flapping sound and looked to see an Akuma fluttering beside them. Nathaniel glared at the thing that almost took away his boyfriend, and snatched it in his hands

“Nath!”, Marc exclaimed worriedly, “Are you okay.”

He nodded, “Yeah. I’m way too happy to become Akumatized.” Marc smiled and kissed his cheek

--

The two made their way back into the banquet hall and took in the scene before them. The wedding guests took cover on the other side of the room, and Heart Thief was dangling over a hole in the floor that was no doubt Cataclysmed. Ladybug’s yoyo, which had been thrown over a chandelier, was tied around the Lucky Charm magnet that was stuck to the metal heart-shaped buckles on his boots. Ladybug and Chat Noir kept looking to see where the Akumatized object was until Nathaniel cleared his throat and the heroes turned their attention to him and Marc.

Ladybug smiled, “Marc! You’re back!”

“That’s great, but we still can’t find the Akuma.”, Chat said as he continued looking

“Oh, it was in Marc’s choker necklace.” Nathaniel said, chuckling when Ladybug and Chat facepalmed

Ladybug retracted her yoyo and Heart Thief fell back into the hole before crawling back out. With a nod from the spotted heroine, Nathaniel opened his hands and released the Akuma, only for it to be caught by Ladybug’s yoyo

“No more evil-doing for you, little Akuma. Time to de-evilize! Gotcha!”

The newly purified butterfly fluttered out of the yoyo, “Bye-bye, little butterfly.”, Ladybug told it, then pulled the magnet off of Heart Thief’s boot and tossed it into the air, “MIRACULOUS LADYBUG!”

The magnet burst into thousands of ladybugs that flew around Paris. They fixed the banquet hall, the art room, and got rid of the daggers throws by Heart Thief. Black and purple mist engulfed Heart Thief then lifted to reveal Lucien. He gets up and furrows his brow, “What am I doing here?” Hearing someone clear their throat, he turned around and saw Marc and Nathaniel glaring at him with such malice, but Marc’s glare was more intense

Marc stormed over to him and rolled up one of his sleeves, “Em-Emerald, I-” He was cut off a powerful left hook right to his face that sent him to the floor, much to the shock of Nathaniel, Ladybug, and Chat “You had that coming a long time ago, Rebois!”

“WHOO!”, Madelyn cheered as she made her way over to him and wrapped her arm around his shoulder, “My boy can still throw a mean hook!”, Marc laughed and hugged her, “Hey, Maddy.”, “Hey my little gay of sunshine!”, she then noticed Nathaniel and smiled, “So I’m guessing he’s your new boyfriend?”

Marc pulled away from the hug and made his way over to Nathaniel. The two held hands, confirming Madelyn’s suspicion “Well, I already like him a lot better than Rebois.”, she gave the de-akumatized boy’s leg a kick

Ladybug and Chat Noir fist-bumped, “Pound it!”

--

“Ladybug and Chat Noir, like Heart Thief, I don’t care how long it takes until I finally have what’s mine! And as for Marc Anciel... I’ll still be keeping a close eye on you...”

--

It was a new day at school, no one’s seen Lucien for a week. His Akumatization a history at Vadim spread like a wildfire, now everyone knew exactly the kind of person he was. Kim, Alix, and the whole school fútbol team took down their (not literal) shrine to him. Rumors were spreading too- ‘Lucien got expelled’, ‘Lucien went back to Vadim’, ‘Lucien fled to Bombay’, ‘Lucien melted his head’, ‘Lucien’s totally dead’. Okay, so that last two were a little outlandish, but at least everything was back to normal

As Marc and Nathaniel were walking home after art club, Marc got a text from his phone, “It’s from Maddy.”, he smiled as he read the message, “The GSA social is coming up. She, Mehdi and Syd wanna know if we’re free to go on Saturday.”

Nathaniel smiled and kissed his cheek, “Tell them we’ll be there, and I can’t wait to meet everyone.”

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@toodaloo-kangaroo

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[agentsterling]

"Don't you ever get bored, being stuck in this glass box all day?" Arrie teased, sliding over a mug of coffee towards him. "Come on, let's go out for a bit. Just you and me." ( Pacific Rim AU? Pokémon AU? A divergent of the main verse? idk man, world's your oyster. )

Sterling turned his chair around when he heard Arrie’s voice behind him, the blue and orange light of the graphics on his screen adding a glow to his skin. He smiled so brightly at the sight of her, and not just because she brought him coffee. 

“Aw, come on. It’s not so bad in here. A little dimly lit but the snacks are on point.” He took the mug with a playful signed and mouthed ‘thank you’. “Besides, if I wasn’t in LOCCENT you wouldn’t have my angelic voice in your ear while you worked. Wouldn’t that be a shame? Though, I can imagine it can be... distracting.” 

Sterling winked at her, setting down the coffee as he pulled her hips toward him as stood up, wrapping his arms around her. His fellow workers moved the mic’s of their headsets away and began groaning, throwing paper balls and booing his need to be close to her. 

“Get a roooom!” One yelled. 

“Save it for the end of the apocalypse, you two!” 

Sterling swatted half a bagel away as it came flying at them. 

“Yeah, ok, I think you might be onto something with the getting out of here idea.” He laughed, “Gimme a sec. Lemme sign off.” Leaning over his work station he typed on his keyboard and messed with the graphics a bit on the holoscreen before turning back to her. “Alright, let’s go. Verpiss dich, Leute!” He shouted the German to the men and woman in LOCCENT and put his hand on Arrie’s hip, the other gripping his coffee, to guide her out of the room with him. 

#v: paper LOCCENT #gatecoeur

[365daysofsasuhina]

[ 365 Days of SasuHina || Day Three Hundred Twenty: A Castle ] [ Uchiha Sasuke, Hyūga Hinata ] [ SasuHina, vulgarity ] [ Verse: Best Years of Your Life ] [ AO3 Link ]

“So I have something I want to try to build.”

Attention almost entirely focused on a group of mobs he’s found himself surrounded by, Sasuke offers, “Uh...hold that thought...trying not to die.”

“Oh no! You okay?”

“Yeah, just…” Sasuke physically recoils as a creeper goes off. “Went looking for cows, it got dark, and now I’m fleeing for my life across a plain full of monsters.”

Hinata gives a small gasp through her mic. “Um...do you need home cords?”

“Yes, please.”

“Well, I’m at...570, negative 859. I’m...pretty close to my house?”

“That’ll work.”

There’s a solid two minutes of tense silence over Discord as Sasuke works his way back, glancing to his own coordinates every so often. Only once he’s safe at his treehouse does he lean back in his computer chair with a sigh, face in his hands. “...don’t ever let me do that again.”

Hinata laughs softly through her mic. “You all right?”

“Yeah...wore out my iron sword. My armor is…” He checks his inventory. “...not great. Ugh, I’m gonna have to go mining again…”

“I have spare iron, i-if you want it.”

“Nah, it’s fine. I need more resources all around, so…” He busies himself sorting his small pile of spoils into his chests. “So, what were you saying?”

“...oh! I had an idea for what I want my actual base to be.”

“Oh yeah? Tired of your little hut?”

She makes a small sound of disapproval. “It’s a little...crowded.”

“Yeah, I’ve noticed. So, what’s the plan?”

“I want to make a castle.”

“Whoa, fancy. And kinda cliche, isn’t it?”

“Shush. I’ve never tried to build one before, so...I thought it might be cool.”

“Gonna be kinda hard to build in the jungle, right?”

“Yeah...I think I’ll move to the plain biome just south of you instead. Cuz yeah, um...otherwise I’ll have a lot of t-tree clearing to do.”

“Gonna take your pandas with you?”

“Of course! I can’t just leave them!”

Sasuke grins. “Just kidding. You got enough stone for this?”

“I’ve been strip mining a lot, yeah...and turning it all back into smooth stone.”

“Oh, wow.”

“It’s been a process,” she admits with a laugh.

“You need any help?”

“I d-definitely wouldn’t say no.”

“Well, I’ll do my strip mining, and whatever stone I get, it’s yours.”

“Thanks!”

“I’d offer to help build but honestly I’m garbage at it. My treehouse looks like a six year old built it.”

“It does not!”

“Uh...yeah, it does.”

“Well...you could look up tutorials online. There’s lots on Youtube!”

“Not sure my pride could stand for that.”

“Oh, boo. Tutorials are fun! And you can always make changes so it’s not an e-exact copy. I watched a few castle ones to get ideas for mine.”

“Well that’s different. A castle’s a lot more complicated than a tree house.”

“Well...I can help you, if you want.”

“You sure?”

“If you’re gonna help me with mine, it’s only fair! Right?”

“...I guess so. Anyway, I’m going mining. Lemme know if anything happens topside.”

She gives a short snort. “Okay. I’m gonna work on the outline.”

“Have fun.”

The pair slip into a companionable silence that stretches nearly half an hour. Sasuke blinks owlishly at his screen as he makes yet another strip mine beneath his base. Once he’s got a solid array of resources (even some diamonds), he rubs at his eyes and asks, “You done up there yet?”

“Almost! Find what you were looking for?”

“And then some. Heading back up now. I’ll have to come check out what you’ve got done.”

“It’s mostly just the outline...and it’s not anything r-real big. I mean, this is survival, not creative…”

“I’m sure it’ll be great. Gimme a minute to get stuff smelting and I’ll head over. Oh, and I’ll bring all the cobblestone I ended up with.” Back up the stairs he goes, throwing ores into furnaces and other valuables into a chest. Once his inventory’s clean save for the stone, he follows Hinata’s directions to what will soon be her new abode.

She’s bustling around, placing her first layer of blocks and...wow. Even just the guide to where she’ll be starting looks impressive. He can already see how the rooms are laid out, the entire shape dynamic and interesting.

He’d probably just make it a box…

“Oh! Hey - what do you think?”

“I think it looks awesome! Oh, and here’s the cobble…” Opening up his inventory, Sasuke dumps out several stacks of the stuff. “You got enough coal?”

“Mhm. Thanks!”

“Sure. So...wanna give me a tour?”

“Well, it...it’s not really tourable right now,” she replies, tone a bit awkward.

“Dunno what room will be what, yet?”

“Well...sort of. But there’s gonna be three stories, and -”

“Holy shit, really?”

“Y-yeah! Well...not the whole thing, but the tallest parts will! So...I’ll give you a tour when I can actually, um...show you all of it…”

“Sounds fair. So you need anything else besides stone?”

“Um...well, I’m still working on sand for the glass...but most of it’s just going to be stone. Oh! I do need some carpet.”

“...carpet?”

“Mhm. You, um...you make it from wool! But I haven’t found any sheep to shear yet.”

“I can do that. Maybe I’ll have more luck with them than the cows.”

That earns a snort. “Yeah, don’t...don’t do that again.”

“...should we make a farm?”

“W...we…?”

“I mean the only animals we have are the pandas, and cute as they are...they don’t do much, right?”

“Yeah, true...um…” There’s a pause. “...I guess so?”

“Okay. I’ll see if I can lure some unsuspecting farm animals back here.”

“Just be sure you do it before it gets too late. No more mob chases, please.”

“Nahhh, I’ll be fine.”

He heads back to his base, crafting new gear with his new stacks of iron. Last thing he needs is to be swordless and have his armor break on him. One handful of wheat later, Sasuke starts scouring the plains for the mobs in question. “How many sheep do you need?”

“Well...I guess we can start with two…? And just breed them up from there. But the more you find, the better! Then I can just use some dye to get the color I want.”

“...okay.” A minute passes in silence, and then, “Heyyy, there we go. Come on, guys...you’re coming with me.”

The pixelated sheep are drawn to the wheat like flies to honey, and Sasuke starts slowly making his way back home. “Why are they so slow?”

“They just...are?”

“Ugh, and why do they get distracted so easily...guys! Over here!”

“You have to stay close!”

“I know, but -”

BOOM!

“...Sasuke?!”

No reply.

Blinking at her own computer screen, Hinata freezes. “...uh -?”

“The creeper...got...the sheep.”

“...oh no…”

“...good news is, I have three pieces of wool for you now.”

In spite of herself, Hinata starts giggling...and then full-on laughing.

“What?”

“I-I’m sorry, I just…!” More laughter. “I...w-was not expecting that...and…”

“Yeah, yeah, ha ha, Sasuke’s always getting his ass kicked by monsters...very funny.”

“Nooo, that’s not what I -!”

“I’ll go find some more stupid sheep.”

“M-maybe you should...wait? It’s about to get dark?”

A long pause blooms. “...I hate this stupid game.”

“No you don’t.”

“Okay...I hate creepers.”

“Everyone hates creepers,” she replies, giving another giggle. “Come on - you can help me p-place more stone in the meantime, okay? Or...we could work on your treehouse if you want.”

Sighing, Sasuke glances to his computer’s clock. “...I should probably work on my pre-calc…”

“Ooh...that sounds rough.”

“It’s not too bad. But I think I need a break after the sheep slaughter…”

Hinata breaks out into more laughter. “I’m sorry…”

“Not your fault.”

“Those p-poor, innocent sheep…”

In spite of himself, Sasuke snickers. “Well...guess we’ll try it again tomorrow.”

“Yeah. I’ll go with you. You herd the sheep, and I-I’ll take care of the creepers.”

“Sounds good. Maybe in a month we’ll get your castle finished.”

“Oh, it won’t take that long.”

“With me helping? It will.”

She laughs. “...goodnight, Sasuke.”

“Night.”

                                                         .oOo.

     (This is a sequel to days 253 and 283!)       More of the very random...Minecraft verse? xD I don't know why this of all things is turning into a series, but...I guess it is.      Anyway, I'm TRYING to catch up a bit, hence doing this in the middle of the day compared to my usual late-night writing. Sorry for falling yet another day behind - my typical writing time was interrupted by a major headache and a joint acting up, so I gave in and slept a little early. I try not to whine in the ANs too much, but truth be told most of the time I fall behind is due to pain-related stuff and just conking out for bed early, whoops ^^; But I'm HOPING I'll be able to fully catch up by the end of the year. It just...depends. And if it goes over into January, well...that's just how it is. I'll finish one way or another, it just might take me more than 365 days xD      BUT, back on topic, poor Sasuke...he's just not very good at the whole 'avoid the badguys' part of this game, haha! Hinata might come to regret asking him for help...      Anywho, I've got some other stuff to tend to, but hopefully I'll get at least one more entry done today, we'll see how things go! Thanks, as always, for reading~

#sasuhina #uchiha sasuke #hyūga hinata #vulgarity // #best years of your life [ au ] #365daysofsasuhina

[the-resurrection-3d]

The assignment I just finished was both pure plagiarism and also boring fanfiction of myself. I'm so fucking tired of this shit. Like just lemme say "child abuse" into the mic and gimme my low A.

[shoushatohaisha]

report: haikyuu!! summer week day 5 part 2 (hajimari no kyojin)

(sorry for the delay! i moved home from japan to the states the day after… technically the day of posting the last report so obviously it's been. Busy. last one tho!! ♥)

previously: day 1 (shoen) day 2 (itadaki no keshiki) day 3 (karasuno, fukkatsu!!) day 4 (shousha to haisha) day 5 part 1 (shinka no natsu)

guests: kenta, keita, funaki masahide, yanagihara rin

Hoo Boy this was by the most outright emotional of all the screenings so far. like, shousha to haisha was intense, but the content was intimately familiar by now. the impact of this was fresh -- and we all knew it was the end, you know? the end of our happy little week, obviously, but also the beginning of the end for karasuno. over the week all those showings had built up this tidal wave of Feelings it then unleashed here, aha. so that the cheering was right on the edge of desperate, like there were real results on the line. self extremely included. this was our last chance, in all kinds of ways.

(i, aware that i would be leaving the country in two days, was perhaps a little more desperate! but it sure as hell wasn't just me. cheering along at the top of our lungs to the opening/closing karasuno jog i described here… it was. a lot.)

of course the reaction to certain parts were as you'd expect. there was dead silence for ennoshita's big scene(s). the cheers for his receives were like nothing else. when ennoshita tells yamaguchi "let's fight together" kenta reeled backward like he'd taken a physical hit. (my son, i love you.) and of course kenta and kt were emoting all over the place for that whole storyline – kt was wiping his eyes after daichi had to leave the court, and then they both teared up over "thank you for coming back" and "captain ni tsunagenakya!"

and of course when it came to rin and funaki they had their own moments – rin obviously got misty-eyed when all of wakutani started losing their shit, lol, and funaki surprised me by wiping his eyes after misaki's goodbye to johzenji. (my guess from daisenshuuraku was right, btw, momo was crying irl during that scene. awww.)

OK BUT BACK TO THE BEGINNING sorry.

once again kt was tricked into dashing out before everyone else. XD kt: um this is not how rehearsal went. kenta: what are you talking about? :( funaki: this is just like we practiced. rin: (nods furiously) kenta: isn't it? kt: ………yes. fine.

so they accidentally grabbed the afternoon's MC script, whoops. which i'm sure kenta noticed as soon as he glanced at it, but didn't turn a hair until it was time for their self-introductions. "playing kageyama tobio, i'm kageyama tatsuya—" kt: playing nishinoya yuu i'm fuchino yuuto ^_^ funaki: hahahaha PLAYING KUROO TETSUROU IM KONDOU SHOURI audience: (CHEERS) rin: (squints at script) playing konoha akinori im… (mutters) ….azuma… takumi…? kenta: ….you were IN A PLAY WITH HIM rin: is that wrong kenta: what have you been calling him all this time rin: …………azuma…..kun………. kenta: and what did he say to that rin: …"yes?" funaki: well he does seem like he'd just roll with that kenta: IT'S HIGASHI HIS NAME IS HIGASHI

kenta: i was the MC for the shoen screening, but earlier this week, rather than do it twice himself, ryoutarou turned it over to yamagiwa kaito-kun-- audience: (bursts into giggles) kenta: …yeah so i thought maybe tonight i'd give someone else a cha-- funaki: ME I WANT TO kenta: --ok here you go funaki: wait what kenta: you looked like you really wanted to so funaki: I SUPER DO :D funaki: so uh (flips pages) next uh -- kenta: r u srs

i was SOOO fond of funaki omg what a friendly bro ahhh. so cheery and good-natured. :D (can u tell i like em dumb and smiley, apparently.) whereas rin-kun was… endearingly ditzy. XD (is he an ex-johnny's? he kind of had that air. it was like looking at ueda tatsuya circa 2005. in no small part because of the wakunan towel tucked into his waistband, which draped to the floor.)

funaki: don't forget to call the player's names during the starting order, like "terushima!" or "terushii!" or "yuuji!"

funaki: so next we'll practice cheers! i, the MC – yeah yeah yeah (rapper pose) -- kenta: masakki! kt: masakki! (like. funaki + masahide = masakki? apparently? i was unfamiliar with this nickname.) funaki: ok now yanagihara-kun's gonna lead the cheer practice rin: nice to meet you i'm MC rin ^_^ rin: where were we again? kenta: rin: wait right. this is. a cheer screening. so we want you to cheer! kenta: they know that. rin: kenta: rin: wait ok i remembered!! audience: GANBARE rin: :D;;

it took SEVERAL MORE FALSE STARTS before we actually got to the cheer practice. poor rin-kun. XD but he wasn't like, shy or embarrassed like takumi-kun he just. was kind of a ditz. "NO WAIT :D lemme try again :D wait where are we? :D"

kt: ARE YOU FIRED UP audience: WHOO funaki: ARE YOU READY TO GO audience: WHOOOO kenta: WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE FOOD audience: tamago kake gohan!!

the screening: abovementioned emotions aside, plenty of dancing and choreo as you would espect, especially from funaki. rin apparently was young terushima in the flashbacks! so he and funaki did all the double terushima scenes together. and rin did all of his white coat dance choreo as well.

during the opening, kenta joined rin so he wouldn’t have to do the wakunan choreo alone. XD and funaki and rin played kiyoko-san and yachi ahahaha. then when hinata and ushiwaka begin to turn on the revolving stage, kenta started scuttling around stage trying to "revolve" himself with limited success.

yamaguchi: (snubs shimada's high five) kenta: don't mind!!

despite kenta's gleeful delight in audience comebacks, there were understandably few of them from either him or us because it was everyone's first time watching the show since daisenshuuraku! the demon elementary school children did get this massive cheer that made kenta almost fall out of his chair laughing. ditto akaashi's "michi wo tsukurimasu no de" – that was one of the most full-throated mass "KYAA"s i've ever heard (again… self… included…) and kenta thought it was HILARIOUS.

i myself was reminded all over again what a great show this was, ugh. blah blah I Love Kawahara Kazuma digression aside, please take it as read, IN ADDITION i know i briefly talked about the, like, emotional sensitivity kouhei brought to playing tanaka but fjkdlajfd the close ups on his face made it so much worse, ffffffff. GOD. dude's emotions were A Lot. just. please. gimme the dvd already.

i was also so caught up in nekoma vs fukurodani the first time i watched that i didn't notice how well kuroo and kenma's final scenes onstage functioned as a goodbye for takato and shouri. when you've been in four consecutive shows, you deserve to go out on a meaningful note. (yes ofc we don't know what the future holds etc etc but.) shouri's delivery of "you're our brain, and our spine, and our heartbeat." fffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff murder me.

ahem ok. the aftertalk:

funaki said that he was used to watching videos of himself on stage to review and practice with, but it was the first time watching from a normal spectator's perspective. "oh, THAT'S how that came across." and that the effect made him cry.

rin had a really nice thing to say about how watching really impressed on him how haikyuu stage in particular is a work that is dependent on everyone's contributions combined – i.e. it's not just the lead characters, it's the combined effect of the characters in the spotlight and the characters in the background and the white coat ensemble and the technical staff that make haikyuu stage the unique production it is. (this was hard for rin to express in japanese, tbh, so idk how well i'm getting it across in english but his point was that when he says "it's a show we all create together" he's not referring to ideas or feelings but quite literally saying that everyone's contributions on stage are necessary to make haikyuu stage what it is.)

and kenta talked about how (attending every single screening as he did, lol) it was great preparation for saikyou no team to have had the chance to look back on each different production -- especially to look back on the schools and characters that appeared in just one show and carry their feelings forward to the next play.

…then they discussed how quickly rin's hair had grown back since daisenshuuraku. XD rin: tbh… i was emotionally moved when i first looked in the mirror and saw myself with hair.

then as soon as keita prompted them for backstage stories kenta was like GOKU. DEFINITELY GOKU. apparently at daisenshuuraku he started crying before wakunan even huddled up for their pre-show cheer. "I CAN'T HANDLE IT, IT'S TOO MUCH." kenta: i was watching this like R U KIDDING ME WE HAVEN'T EVEN STARTED YET rin: ahaha during the show as well, idk if this is good or bad, but he was always crying, like – there's a bit where hanayama calls "takeru!" as he makes a toss rin: and goku was always like "(sobs) TAKERU!!" kenta: ONE TIME HE CRIED SO MUCH HE SHORTED OUT HIS MIC audience: EHHHHH? kenta: how did that many tears even GET there funaki: probably the sweat plus the crying rin: incredible. kenta: that's haikyuu stage. so much sweat and tears we destroy our mics.

rin also told us about the wakunan red bull rule. they did a lot of team practice on their own, and people were chronically "just barely" late – i.e., never more than a few minutes, but it was enough to throw off practice. so they instituted a rule that whoever was "just barely" late had to buy the rest of the team red bulls. to this day, as they're preparing for their august 25 event… whoever's late has to buy everyone else red bulls. rin: we also took a lot of purikura together kenta: yeah they had such a reputation that whenever they were late karasuno would be like YOU WERE TAKING PURIKURA AGAIN WEREN'T YOU

then for johzenji funaki told the story of "The Take Two Incident", in which during johzenji's ad libs he fucked up his lines two shows in a row – and the second time was so bad he thought "what would terushima do???", straight up yelled "TAKE TWO" and started over. after which kenta collared him backstage like "did you seriously fuckin do that???" funaki: i reflected deeply on my actions.

johzenji also had iizaka, who's a pretty reticent and quiet character. but he had to do something on stage when johzenji was… being johzenji. so karasuno came up with a quirk for him: every time johzenji successfully scored or blocked he would pump his fists and happily yell "MAAA." (5 foot nothing suga kenta reenacting this was delightful, fyi.) kenta: he played the nakashima household's father too. nakashima masayoshi. nakashima… MAA… sayoshi…

THEN, UGH, keita talked about how he gave the post-curtain call greeting for maeraku (i.e. the second-to-last show, the one before senshuuraku). and of course in the greeting he talked about leaving and coming back – and as he did, suga kenta appeared on stage behind him with exactly the same staging/lighting/sound that daichi does during the play, and said daichi's line, "tanaka keita, thank you for coming back." at which point (in the greeting) keita broke down in tears. he somehow managed to relate this story to us without more than a suspiciously husky voice, haha.

(PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD INCLUDE THIS ON THE DVD)

final messages:

rin started off by talking about what a warm atmosphere haikyuu stage has – not only is the production itself good, the people involved in the production are good. this is particularly notable because of the number of people involved. productions with this many people are usually difficult in all kinds of ways – and in his opinion this production is as welcoming and smoothly run as it is thanks to suga kenta. rin: i mean, we're the same age, so as a goal -- well he's not my goal but— kenta: excuse u?? rin: WAIT NO kenta: U COMPLIMENTED ME AND THEN rin: no that's not what i meant!! kenta: WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME HUH (mock flounces off stage) rin: PLEASE LET ME DO IT ONE MORE TIME

(takeru's line, "mou ikkai yarasete kure yo" XD)

he then nicely cleaned it up into what he meant to say about how much he respects kenta and how grateful he was to be part of haikyuu stage.

funaki: WELP JOHZENJI LOST so. that's. my first and last appearance in haikyuu stage. but. tbh. watching this. i really. want to be in it again. i want. to go back. BUT I CAN'T. but all of us in johzenji will do our best in our different venues so maybe we'll meet again. thanks for loving our play so much.

keita: (deep breath) lone audience member: okaeri <3 keita: tadaima :) keita managed to get through his without tearing up… i think. (i love him!!!!) he talked about how of course during a normal show one gets energized and encouraged by the audience's applause, but the energy from these screenings were different and even more direct. "it was like we were all a team." ;___;

and kenta talked about how enjoyable it was to share the emotions of a match directly with everyone, and that looking back on all the productions so far, he was reminded of all the friends and companions that got them this far, including of course the audience. :)

and that's a wrap for the summer week screenings! as i said before, i'll write up a little report about the haikyuu day event – they did an aftertalk after the livestream ended just for the theater – but it should be relatively short compared to these monsters. thanks for tuning in, everyone! ♥♥♥

#engeki haikyuu #hyper projection engeki haikyuu!! #haisute #suga kenta #tanaka keita #funaki masahide #yanagihara rin #haikyuu summer week #event report

[honeyedmilks]

qs!! 🌻

tagged by @seokjinings, my sweet and cool friend, for this question tag!! thank you bb. its a mix of bts questions and misc ones!! 

i’m tagging some Friends!! @allonsy-allie, @nue5t, @lavenderbyun, @dansphil, @gimme-a-chocolate, @electrickisses, @platniclove !! only if u like of course :’)

here i go!!

which hair color is your favorite for each member?

omg ……. lemme think….

jin: black hair or chestnut hair or pink :/// he just looks so Good…

jimin: again he just looks good in anything… orange jimin is Good… so is blond… blond jimin is too powerful for me. golden jimin is Deadly.

namjoon: dark hair or the plum hair :’) but who am i kidding he looks lovely in everything !!

yoongi: dark hair… also the blue is a Look

taehyung: dark hair Again… i’m a simple girl… but he looks very good in blond also. the silvery blond is iconic ngl

jungkook: tbh … brown…. i think he’s been the least adventurous with his hair

hobi: hughdhhduuhusi he looks good in everything…. orange hobi …….. and blond hobi are 10/10

if you had to only watch one mv ever again which one would you pick? why?

what a hard ass question … i’m sweating … okay let’s go mic drop remix D: its a cool ass song, everyone looks Amazing, it doesn’t make me too emo and namjoon looks like That … 

which is your favourite bt21 character?

THEYRE ALL SO CUTE HOW CAN I PICK !!! that’s impossible !! i pick them all !!

is there a bts choreo you think would be cool to learn how to dance?

bapsae and mic drop …. i want…. i would be the baddest bitch in my neighbourhood if i could pull Those moves off.

bts vlive run eps or gayo eps? why?

sara ur qs are so hard but i still love you. but um run episodes !! more diverse content :’)

what is your favorite time of the day usually?

sunrise, maybe the cold time before then just as the sun comes up soon.

what was the last meal you ate you really loved?

pFFF dunno … a plate of pasta months ago that was super yummy ??

would you rather jin cook for you or namjoon write a song about you?

stop!! this is HARD !!!! tbh namjoon would write the Most romantic thing like the philosophical intelligent man he is and i live for that kind of high romance… so i’ll have to go with joon here. 

here are my questions!! 

what tracks would u want to see choreo for that we have not yet been blessed with?

when you’re tired, its been a long day and you finally come home- what’s the first thing you do? and what place do u choose to flop on to relax? 

if you could be transported to any of their music videos… which mv world which you choose to go to? 

favourite kind of shoes are you comfortable wearing a lot? and then a kind of style you really like but are too shy or hesitant to try wear? 

if you could cast one of the boys in a kdrama (or movie if u dont watch them) then which one would you cast as a lead and in which drama? why? 

what calms you more, snow, rain, sunshine, or just a dry day?

what concepts do u want to see the boys trying out? tell me all about it. 

if you could have bts collab with a female idol or girl group… which collab would u want? 

have fun please if you do this :’) 

#tagged #PhEW #sara🍓

[mamapeach7]

Daeul

Preview / Chapter 1 / Chapter 2 / Chapter 3 / Chapter 4 / Chapter 5 / Chapter 6 / Chapter 7 / Chapter 8 / Chapter 9 / Chapter 10 / Chapter 11 / Chapter 12 / Chapter 13 / Chapter 14 / Chapter 15 / Chapter 16 / Chapter 17 / bonus

Chapter 15

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Sundresses were her favourite -- most especially the plain white ones with the lace or doily trimming. She had three of them and two floral rompers which she figured would be ideal for the beach as to not get sand in her pants.

“Tahiti?”, she had reaffirmed with Hyuk once he told her where they would be going.

“Uh huh! Daeul loves tropical places -- I took him to Hawaii last year. Although it was kind of lonely with just the two of us.”, the man pulled a sour face, sitting on the desk of his office, it being only the second time he had allowed Hanji to come in.

Minji had declined the offer to tag along, saying she needed to do her share of work at the art gallery she and her friend Joel worked at.

Hanji rolled her eyes at the excuse, knowing perfectly well that her sister often let Joel do all the work with the phone calls to and from other facilities. She had even put on a deceitful pity look when she had said no to her offer, whispering a “enjoy the week with the songwriter, though”.

There’s a lot of sun in Tahiti. And maybe a few bugs, Hanji placed a finger to her chin as she sat on the floor with her luggage in front of her.

Never mind the bugs, idiot girl -- at least you’re going on vacation. As true as that was she still had to take care of Daeul. Regardless of where they were, her position still remained the same and as close as she and Hyuk have gotten, his words of reminder still lingered in her head.

You’re his nanny.

~

“You wanna sit next to Hanji or me? Or you can sit alone over there and she and I can sit together.”

Hyuk held his son in his arms, teasing him about where he would be sitting for the plane ride. Daeul flashed him an unamused look making the two adults bellow out in laughter. His dad had decided to place him next to Hanji who sat next to the window, himself being a chair over the aisle.

It was Hanji’s first time on an airplane, let alone first class. Although she felt it was somewhat unnecessary considering she could handle the eighteen hour flight (with one stop-over). The issue however, was Daeul who became restless within less than two hours of the flight.

“Even in the air, you still give me a hard time.”, she joked as she carefully held him in her arms and brought him up close to the window, pointing to the gray clouds which would soon fade as the sky began to darken.

When the boy had finally fallen asleep, Hanji desperately needed to use the washroom. She struggled as she tried to place him down in his seat which would cause him to fuss about.

“Here, lemme have him.”, Hyuk suggested, seeing her struggle with the child. She gratefully smiled and placed him on his father’s chest and he immediately cosied up to the man, his cheeks pressed against his sweater.

She mentally captured a photo of the two -- one of the first and hopefully not the last times that both of them had fallen asleep at the same time.

~

Upon their arrival in Tahiti, the sun had already begun to set -- a pink and orange hued sky lay above them.

They had decided to settle for a simple dinner at the small bar and resto next to the shore, sitting at a small round table. Mahi Mahi was definitely a first for everyone but it was needless to say that they enjoyed it.

A few meters from them resided a small stage, a band playing soft jazz music to accompany the guests along with dim lights to set the mood.

One of the head waiters had instantly recognized Hyuk as they entered the restaurant, being quick to assist the trio. “Dean”, he had even called him.

Usually he would be open with taking photos but considering he was on vacation with his family, he settled for an autograph on a small piece of memo instead.

“Sir.”, the same waiter approached their table later on in the night.

“If you don’t mind, the crowd would love to hear you perform here tonight. I-It would certainly be an honour.”, he shyly asked, lowering his head in humility.

Although he wanted to keep his vacation lowkey, Hyuk’s main concern was that he hadn’t sung in years -- the last time being months before Daeul was born. But then he turned to his son and the woman next to him who both smiled warmly, almost encouraging him with their eyes to go on.

And before he knew it he was on stage once more. It wasn’t like he didn’t sing at all -- he hummed melodies in the studio each time he wrote a new song. However, singing a full three-minute song in a room full of families was something he hadn’t done in what seemed like forever.

“Please give your warm welcome to our guest!”, the restaurant owner applauded much to which everyone else obliged.

“Alright, gimme a d-minor-nine.”, he pointed to the small band behind him.

He gripped the mic with his right hand, closing his eyes for a few moments as he took in the familiar chords and melodies.

It seemed like someone else in the audience recognized it too as Oh Hanji began to smile widely at the familiar tune of Half Moon.

love, love the stars

love, love the moon  

Oh, he’s still got it. She nodded her head softly to the music, noticing Daeul sway side to side which made her giggle and tap his chin playfully.

A certain giddiness inside her almost made her want to jump out of her chair in excitement that he had chosen to sing one of her favourites.

It was the first time she had heard him sing in real life -- she hated admitting to her sister that she lowkey listened to his songs every now and then but refrained from watching the music videos, most especially Bonnie and Clyde for as much as she loved history, for some reason he heart couldn’t bear seeing him touch another woman.

He opened and shut his eyes over and over again throughout his performance but on one particular opening, his eyes fell on Hanji.

Sitting on a short stool in one of her beloved sundresses, next to Daeul whose sways were offbeat. It was almost a scene out of a movie -- their eyes locked for the remaining five lines of his song, everything else seemed to fade and all he could see was purity.

She was purity.

Her warm look of admiration, the tilted head and rosey cheeks and tight smile.

W-What are my lyrics again?

Snapping out of his daze, he realized he missed a whole line and just sang the last two in hopes of covering up his distracted mistake.

The applause was definitely something he missed but Daeul clapped for him every day for no apparent reason and even if he were applauded in a room full of thousands of people, it couldn’t compare to his son’s open-palmed claps.

Hanji’s own daze was interrupted by a ringing coming from her phone and as much as she hated it, she had to rip her eyes away from Hyuk.

“Hanji! Guess what!”, it was Minji who for some reason managed to call long distance.

Pulling her phone away from her ear as her other hand tried to keep Daeul balanced on his chair, she replied, “Why are you so damn loud?”

“I’m seriously going to owe Joel for this one -- a curator who works in Manchester came in today to discuss a collab and Joel mentioned you. And get this! He wants you to send your best work to him!”

Oh my gosh.

And though this was a moment of celebration, she struggled to feel it within her for all she could focus on was the man still on stage whom she knew she might have to leave behind.

--

Fun Story Fact #15

Both Hanji and Minji studied social science in high school and college.

#dean #deantrbl #deanfluenza #kwon hyuk #story

[mrskandiibaby2269]

My Ultimate Fantasy

My Wett Dream 💦💦💦 Written by MrsKandiiBaby (DISCLAIMER:I know I’m not Tyga’s type but he can get it and here is my fantasy, only wet dreams of mine NOTHING REAL SO PLEASE DON’T TAKE IT SERIOUS ) I’m in the studio recording a single. Wearing daisy dukes shorts. And a double knot crop top blue plaid shirt. Black LastKings SnapBack silver hoop earrings adidas shoes. Tyga walks in he wanna see how I’m doing. I say one line especially for him.. “Tell him to holla at me he said he wanted a ass so phat he need a lap dance and a lady in the streets. But a MsMakeItNasty in his Kingin’ bed sheets. Treat him like a real King when I give him some Queenin’ Head.... “. And he stopped me. We look at each other and bite our lips. He tells the engineer to take a break, he’ll take over. Speaks into the mic and says to me “is that right?”. And I respond with “you wanna find out.” He said “quit playin”. I took the head phones off went out the booth and walked up to him. Leaned in slowly and said “what was you saying Papí ?”. He look at my body up and down and lick his lips. “I’m tryna see if you’re really Ms.MakeItNasty” “....I want some Kandii”. And I’m like “I want some T–RAWW  ”. We move closer and closer and we kiss a few times. Then a few times turns into a French kiss and a make out session. Touching on each other. He rubs my pussy. I rub his dick. He’s rock hard. I’m soaking wet. He picks me up. And puts me on the soundboard... Pulls down my shorts. And begins to eat me out. Licking my pussy. Licking my clit. Nice and slow. Taking his time. “Mmm Damn you taste so fucking good.” He had my legs shakin and my body trembling. My heart skipping. This man tongue action was good he had me twitch like I was having fits. Moaning so loud but I grabbed his hand to put it underneath my shirt and bra so he can rub my breast and pinch my nipples just a lil’bit... for now. Then I put his finger in my mouth and teased it as if I was sucking his dick. As good as his tongue game felt I had to push him off and push him down on the couch. Unzip his jeans and whipped out his dick that was at full attention and ready for me. Wetting my lips nice and slow while I seductively look at him. I proceeded to put the head in my mouth and lick in circles and I take him in whole and fully. And cave my jaws in making my tongue move smoothly like a paint brush. Bobbin my head up and down giving him serious neck. I notice his legs are stiffening up and I’m assuming his toes is curling. Looking up at him and it set him on fire his eyes rolled back he pulled and tugged on my hair. His sexy smooth moans “mmm fuck yeah.” made me wetter. So while I was giving him head and jacking him off with one hand I pleasured myself with the other hand. Causing me to moan as I deep throat him making like sound like I’m humming on his dick. Fingering myself deeper. Sucking him longer. And us moaning louder. Only made us up the ante.. He pick me up and lay me on back on the couch and insert his large king size dick into my slippery wet tight pussy. Made me fuckin gasp for air Thrusting his hips hitting my pussy just right. I couldn’t help but thank God bc he stroke game was that good. Clothes are on the floor. My legs are in the air. I’m scratching his back up. We French kiss. He leave hickeys on my neck. I leave some on his. He sits up right and puts me on top. I take control. And ride his dick like a soldier. Bouncing my ass up and down Making it clap. While he smacks my phat ass constantly. Moving my pelvis like I’m riding a horse. Squeezing my pussy on his dick I do a quick trick where I’m still riding him, but I lean back and as he holds me and I notice once again his legs is stiffened and his toes is curled up. Then I lean back up and told him “Make that sound that I like.... Mmmm please... “ And this where the conversation..made me extra wetter and freaky “Please what... mm please what?” “Mmmm ahhh fuck please—pa—“ He went deeper in me without me even having to ask him. He went deeper and hit my G-Spot made me cum but this man was an animal he kept on going. “Please Daddy.... please make that sound I like.” He leans over to my ear.... “RAWRRR” “Ahhhhh fuckkkk shit !!!!! Oh shit oh shit “ “Damn baby you squirting while you riding? I like that shit.” “Mmmm I can’t help it daddy you make me so wet and horny.” He grabs my breast and licks my nipples and puts each one in his mouth. While I’m still enjoying the ride leaning my head back. Placing my hands on his shoulders. I notice when I was I flipping my hair to the left someone was watching I quickly let him know someone was lurking. He asked me do I want to stop? I said fuck no I’m not stopping till you nut in my mouth. He said aite then. He lift me up and put me against the corner of the wall. He made sure my legs was up doing a split or else I will get punished. That just sparked even more of my freaky interest Moving his dick in and out In and out ... In and out ... Mmmmm...Shit!!!! Constantly hitting my spot like damn he made shed tears. Kissing and licking my neck. Made these words slip out my mouth. “Damn I love you Tyga.” He look at me and said ...... “I love you too Kandii” Even though we both know right now this is full lust And we cool with that But I think we both think that possibly it could be something more later on All I can say after that I’m repeating was .... “Hit It Daddy, Hit this pussy.” “Kill it Tyga, Kill it !!!” “You want me to kill this pussy, baby, huh? You want daddy to kill it?” “Yes, yes, yes, daddy kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it.” “Mmmm fuck!!!!!! This some lit pussy” “I’m lovin this dick daddy.” “Yeah baby gimme dat Kandii.” “Ahhhh shit I’m bout to cum and squirt again daddy.” “Cum, cum, cum, cum, cum” Mmmmm ahhhhh fuckkkk shit. He then puts me down on my knees and jacks off for a few. Tells me to stick my tongue out and lean my head back and catch his nut I do as I’m told. As he explodes I put my mouth on his dick completely and catch all of his nut and swallow it and continue to give him head while he squirm and tries to push me off. But I ignore and go for another hour and make him nut one more time Swallow that nut too lick my lips and wipe my mouth. And we both laugh at each other and chill and cuddle on the couch until he finally hear both of our phones blowing up. We quickly get dressed and fix ourselves up to look normal like before I grab my back pack. And try to walk out until he stop me and said “You know we doing this again right ?” “I don’t know that, I think that was a one time fling cause you playin and you’re not into a thick all natural chick from NC like me. You like Hollywood Girls. laughing out loud.” “Ok I’ma call you tonight and pull up at yo crib and we’ll see who’s playin’” And we have one last passionate kiss. And we hear somebody walking up “Yo Bro you in here.. oh shit!” It was Chris Brown. I was tired of playing innocent so I said “wassup Chris Breezy.” And face forward to Tyga and said “you know the number and the address if you not playin then prove me wrong.” While I rubbed his dick and kissed him like he was officially mine. Proceeded to walk away then I said one more last thing. “Oh yeah and lemme know if you want a threesum I know a bad bitch who can come thru” and blew a kiss “later fellas.” As I walked away I can hear them talk.. Chris was like “Damn bro you got a real freaky one this time how was it .” And Tyga said “Hell Yeah it was fuckin incredible amazing mind blowing ...I gotta make that one mine officially .” All I could do is grin and smirk and talk to myself “Bitch you did that.” To Be Continued.. For sure... Well that is my fantasy about Tyga I’m not the only one who has fantasies about celebrities and I won’t be the last so don’t judge me about what goes on in my dirty little mind. You’re probably thinking about your celebrity crush and doing every freaky thing to them.. as we speak.. Thank you for reading my ultimate fantasy   MrsKandiiBaby💋🍭👅💦😏😘😜

[fuchsiamae]

@cornerof5thandvermouth said:listen listen listen. cave trying to talk caroline into testing out aperture's answer to the hitachi magic wand

vermouth you are a Good Dude here’s some porn

.

Alright. This thing on? You hear me in there? Just gimme a thumbs up if you -- okay, great. Let's get started!

[throat clearing]

Today we'll be testing the Aperture Science Vibro-Stimulation Wand, which really needs a catchier nickname, maybe the, uh -- vibro-senso-erogenitory -- y'know what, we'll work on that later. The Aperture Science Vibro-Stimulation Wand. I'm Cave Johnson, and my test subject today is the lovely Caroline, my assistant. You wish you could see the view from this observation room, folks. But you can't! You're just gonna have to use your imaginations while ol' Cave here gives you the play-by-play. I can already tell this test is gonna be a knockout. 

Caroline, you'll find your wand on that stand over there. First we'll test those two buttons. The bottom one's the power button, top one changes speed. Try those out. 

Wow, that thing's going like a power drill! You be careful, kid!

Okay, look good? When you're ready, lie down in the chair. Get comfy. Yeah. You'll wanna unzip that jumpsuit, too. At some point. For, uh. Science. 

That is a beautiful view. Man I love science. 

Ah. Yeah. Now we're gonna wanna test this thing on all parts of your body, to see what it stimulates the most. Let's start off easy. Just touch the, uh, top part with your fingers. Yeah. Hand, yeah. Forearm, elbow, shoulder, yeah, easy. Subject shows no positive or negative response. Oh, some response there on the shoulderblade -- nice massage, kiddo? I'll give you a rub-down later. Up to the neck... yeah, that looks nice... back of the head, up the jaw to the face... Now you don't have to put it in your m--

Ah. Alright. I see what you're doing, you little minx. I'm watching you. Y--oh. Ohh, you're licking it. Oh that's not fair, that is not fair... hoo, boy...

[a moment of quiet breathing]

A-alright, alright, we know it's non-toxic, kid, quit going to town on that thing before you rattle your teeth out. Okay. Let's, uh, let's move on. 

So. We've gone all the way up, so let's go down. This is the part where you'll wanna take off your -- yeah. Yeahhh. There we go. Jumpin' Jiminy Christmas that's good science. Heh, is it cold in there, or are you having fun? 

Yeah, I guess it is cold in there. Shoulda thought of that. You okay, though?

Good. Great. You'll warm yourself up in no time.

Damn you are gorgeous. Did I say that? Subject is god damn gorgeous. 

So you just... yeah, you know what to do with this part. The whole... chest area. Yeah... wow, that is some intense vibration there... wow... You keep that up for as long as you want, kiddo, I'm getting some incredible data in here. Vital to a lot of science stuff. 

Keep going. Mmmmmm.

Yeah, when you're ready, move on down your stomach like that. Oh you like that, right? Subject shows very positive response to stimulating the lower abdomen and... hips... god damn...

Oh, legs first, okay. Do legs first. Stimulus moves along the thigh, which is very shapely, under the knee, down the calf muscle... hits that tickle spot on her feet -- no, you gotta do it, it's science -- ha ha, there we go. That's my girl. Device is effective at tickling. God, you're cute, you know that?

Anyway. That's the extremities taken care of. Let's get to the good stuff. 

For this part of the test, I've provided you with some viewing material to enhance your experience. Lemme just turn on the monitor, there -- hah, there we go. Look familiar?

Don't you look at me like that, those elevator cameras were your idea. Damn good idea. Damn good tape, too. Just watch.

That's right. Relax, settle in, and let that thing get to work. I'll be right here --

Whoa, now that's a reaction! Looked like something shocked you! It didn't shock you, did it? Okay, they fixed that. Good. How's it feel? 

I'll take your face as a positive. Subject responds positively to stimulation in the -- genital area. Very positively. Eyes closed, licking her lips. Oh, that's beautiful. Subject is holding the device between her legs with both hands, which pushes her tits up between her arms and they look fantastic, make a note of that. Looks like she's using one hand to get a better grip on the wand's, uh, head. Trying to get it deeper. This thing is pretty big, but boy is she trying. Oh, boy. 

[breathing]

Subject's hips are tilted up, legs wide open, toes curled -- you're shaking, oh man -- abs flexing, breathing heavy -- legs in the air now, yeah, get in there -- good girl -- wo-o-ow...

[breathing, followed by a low groan]

God, I can see the little noises you're making. Why the hell don't we mic these rooms? Need to fix that next time, get some cameras up close and personal. Science needs every little detail. 

[a louder groan]

Damn, you're wet. I think I'm jealous of that thing.

[a shaky sigh, and breathing]

Ah, subject has now clenched her thighs over the device. Still got it in both hands. Rocking her hips onto it. Yeah, you ride that sonofabitch. Show it who's boss! You are a who-o-oa, what was that -- ?

My god, she turned it up. Subject has turned the vibration up. This is incredible testing, folks. Muscle spasms in the lower body, mouth open -- breathing real hard now, that's my girl --

[heavy breathing] 

Fuck, Caroline, you are amazing --

[very heavy breathing]

Ah, there it is -- there it is -- yes! Subject has successfully reached orgasm.

Right? Yeah, thought so. Still going. Ohh, yeah, that's the good stuff. Ride it out. I fucking love science. 

There we go. You alright, kid? Good test? Ha ha, fantastic! The Aperture Jiggle Bone knocks it outta the park. Still working on that name. Now according to what I observed here, we may need to follow this up with some, ah, cooperative testing. Right the hell now. You up for it? 

Hah! Subject is nodding frantically! Caroline, you're a champ! Keep your motor running, kid, I'm coming in. 

[the sound of a zipper]

Cave Johnson, we're -- not done here, but the lab report's gonna have to wait. I got science to do.

#caveline #fuchsia writes #FIRST SMUT OF 2017

[sheilacwall]

NERVE – WALK & TALK (PART 2)

NERVE – WALK & TALK (PART 2)

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WALK & TALK PART 2 BABY WE IN SYDNEY

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LYRICS:

AY, LEMME BEGIN YOU KNOW MY NAME AND I CAME FOR THE WIN IMMA BE KING, STEP IN THE RING MY NAME BE RINGING THE BELL LIKE A (DING)

MY NAME BE RINGING IM COMING UP THEY TALKIN CRAZY I DON’T GIVE A SHE WANT A BABY, I TELL HER NUP IM BUSY FOCUSED ON MAKING A BUCK

IM BUSY FOCUSED ON MAKING IT BANG CALLING ME LEMON – FLOW GOT A TANG STILL I BE SWEET – LEMON MERINGUE STILL I BE SHARP – SHARP AS A FANG

I GOT EM SHOOK AND I LEARNED THERE’S NO SUCH THING AS HALF WAY CROOKS SO GET UP OUT MY FACE IF YOU BE TALKING LIKE YOU HARD AY LOOK

THEY TRY TO DROP MY NAME BUT WE AIN’T EVER MET SO DON’T BE TELLING THEM WE HOMIES IF IT AIN’T RESPECT

I GOT A LITTLE CREW BUT WE DO BIG THINGS THATS THE NETWORK BABY YEAH WE BE KINGS

ALWAYS BE REPPING THE CREW LOOKING MY WAY WHEN I STEP THE ROOM TOO MANY CATS THINKING THEY’RE SICK I MIGHT SHOW EM WHAT THE MEDICINE DO

IM JUST TRYNA UP MY FINDS SWISH – TRIPLE DOUBLE SON THEY JUST TRYNA SNAG EM UP SOME BEEF LIKE ITS A BUNNINGS RUN

I REMEMBER BEING 10 MUNCHING ON SOME COLD ROCK BUBBLEGUM FLAVOUR GUMMIE BEARS YEAH THE WHOLE LOT FAST FORWARD NOW WE WATCHING JUNKIES ON THE COLD ROCK I’M JUST TRYNA LIVE CLEAN AND MOTIVATE THE WHOLE SQUAD

CURLS GET THE GIRLS AND TRUST ME I GOT PLENTY MY GIRL NAOMI CAMPBELL WHILE YOUR STUCK WITH UGLY BETTY

JUST REMEMBER WHERE YOU’RE FROM YOUR SWAGGER ISN’T THAT WHILE YOU ACTING LIKE YOU BLACK I’M PUTTING CRACKERS ON THE MAP

CAPTURE THAT LIKE A GO PRO THEY BE SAYIN I’M SO DOPE WHEN I HIT EM WITH A SKIPPY RHYTHM GOT THESE RAPPERS ON SLO MO OH NO, MAYDAY, NERVEY GOT A PAYDAY GET THE JOB FINISHED THEN WE ROLLING UP AK

BREAKING BOUNDARIES LIKE DON BRADMAN IN HIS HAY DAY THEY CAN HATE BUT I AIN’T EVER LISTEN TO WHAT THEY SAY VACATE, OUT MY SPACE YOU AIN’T ON THE SAME WAVE I’M HERE TO BUILD MONOPOLIES BUT I AIN’T TRYNA PLAY GAMES

OPEN MY EYES AND I SEE MY DREAMS I GOT COFFEE IN A POT I DON’T NEED TO SLEEP I BE THE BEAST I BEAT THE BEAT THEY SEE ME CREEP ITS EASY G I KEEP IT G THEY FIEND FOR ME

I NEVER SEE DEFEAT WORK MY HANDS TO THE BONE NO EASY STREET WHOLE CREW TRYNA GET THAT VISA CHEESE IM FINNA TOUR OVERSEAS GIMME VISA PLEASE

WHY THEY TRYNA ACT MEAN TO ME? YOU HATE CAUSE YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS TO ME IM TRYNA MAKE ENDS SON THIS THE MEANS FOR ME I WORK HARD BUT I DO IT SO EASILY

SHOUTS MY AFFILIATES G’S TO ME BACK IN THE DAY MADE BEATS FOR FREE NOW ROCK A SHOW G AT LEAST NOW EVERYBODY WANT A PIECE OF ME

ME AND THE CREW WORKING 9 TO 5 TRYNA BUILD OUR LIVES ON THE ART WE WRITE TRY BRING ME DOWN DON’T KNOW HALF THE LIFE IM TRYNA WORK THIS HARD TILL THE AFTER LIFE

IM TRYNA WORK THIS HARD BUT MY ARMS ARE TIED GOT THINGS TO DO IN ONLY HALF THE TIME SO I DON’T MISS A GROOVE GETTING FASTER DON’T BRING ME DRAMA SON I AIN’T AFTER FIGHTS

IM AFTER ACCOMPLISHMENTS IM DIGGIN IN DIRT TILL IT’S BOTTOMLESS GIMME THAT WORK AND IM BOSSIN IT MOTIVATION HOMIE THIS FOR THE POSITIVE

GET UP, GO, GET IT DONE WORK IT OUT, MAKE IT RUN TRY TO HATE, LOOKING DUMB I’M JUST IN IT, THIS IS LOVE

FROM THE BLOOD TO THE SWEAT TO TEARS SON BEEN THROUGH IT ALL THAT’S ONE HELL OF A YEAR BUT I NEVER WILL FALL AND I NEVER WILL FEAR GOT MY CREW ON MY BACK AND THEY HELPIN ME STEER

GOT MY CREW ON MY BACK AND THEY GIVING ME DRIVE NO1 NETWORK THAT IS FOR LIFE SHOUTOUT TO GOLLY WE GETTING IT RIGHT DON’T NEED THE MOLLY I JUST NEED A MIC

I MIGHT JUST COME WITH A BANG N TO THE E TO R V E GOT BEATS ON BEATS ON BEATS ON BEATS ON BEATS ON BEATS ON BEATS

I MIGHT JUST COME WITH A BANG N TO THE E TO R V E GOT BEATS ON BEATS ON BEATS ON BEATS

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