#if you really took the time to train it would be sooooooo cool

[thefactsofthematter]

i drove a little robot car with my brain waves today it was so sick

#like a bunch of electrodes on my head and i could control it with my thoughts it was crazy #and even cooler was that this tech is emerging to allow people to use the same mechanism to drive a power wheelchair #it was actually super difficult to get the right kind of focus and maintain it for more than a few seconds but like. i only had 20 mins. #if you really took the time to train it would be sooooooo cool

[onyondump]

Infatuated

Part 2

Linda Shelby x Male!Reader x Arthur Shelby

Summery : Arthur brings a new friend to his and Linda's house leading to her developing an attractions to him

note : I don't hate Linda. I find it funny that Lizzie and Esme still have some fans and Linda doesn't lol. There isn't any fanfic of a poly relationship with these two sooooooo

GRAMMER NOT GOOD, DONT EAT ME

Linda is in quite the dilemma. Ever since Arthur brought his new best mate to live with them on the countryside her heart for her husband begins to waiver.

At first she disapprove of his arrival. Arthur just came back from a 3 month long work trip on the request of his brother and bringing a stranger who she hasn't even met was pretty suspect.

Only in a matter of days did her opinion of him start to change. He helps out around the house; cleaning the house, helping her cook, doing the farmworker and even play with little Billy when both her and her husband can't be bothered to do so. His presence also made Arthur more happy and understanding to her plait.

He wouldn't argue with her when she asks him to do something and he listens to her complains and tries his best to make it up to her. Over time she starts to associate his change in demeanor with his friend.

They would go outside together everyday for four hours and returning home with produce that they'll eat for dinner. Laughing and roughhousing with each other in the dinner table, often looking at each other knowingly across the table

When she really started to develop a crush was when he would personally drive her to town when Arthur and Billy were out visiting family. He would accompany her to shops to get dresses and accessories. It would make her heart swell whenever he complimented her and over time would view his activeness to do chores as a way to get to her.

"Your friend's nice" brushing her hair blonde hair with the new comb in her new nightgown Arthur's friend bought for her, but quickly realizing her mistake on complimenting him in front of her possessive husband.

Arthur's head perked up at the mention but to Linda's surprises there was no sudden burst of anger from him but rather an agreement, "Yea he is, the best mate I ever met Lind"

She thought nothing of the comment but of their trust in one another. She fail to notice her husband sentimentally playing with the new gold band ring with a big garnet stone as a center piece on his finger.

Months went by and her crush on her husband's friend didn't seem to dissipate causing her to feel guilty. However her desire took over, viewing the man as more fitting then her husband to pursue her religious endeavor.

At the night when Arthur is out on another one of his brothers errands and Billy was fast asleep, Linda approached him smoking at the front poarch.

"Night love, your not sleeping early? It's cold out tonight" He puffs out dark smoke out of his thick lips. Linda lost her train of thought for a moment.

"Ah yes, thought I would wait for Arthur with you" she says as she takes a seat next to him, she could use a smoke which of course like the gentlemen he is, the man next to her provided

"He's a goodman your husband" he puffs another inky smoke with a longing look across the gentle breeze of the night

It's cool send shivers down Linda's spine, reminding her of what she's about to say, "I would like to confess something to you"

Intrigued he leaned in closer to her as his eyebrows arched, "And what is that love?"

"I'm in love with you" she finally said it. The cold and smell of his cologne brush against her, reddening her face. For a moment she cursed him for being a temptress devil straying her away from her husband but now she's done it, the five dreaded words left her mouth

In response his warm hands envelopes her cold ones, a reassuring squeeze made her heart skipped a beat "I'm flattered luv, your the most prettiest rose I have ever met" He kissed her cold hands, as he rubs the other trying to warm her

Linda was speechless, she wanted this sure but she doesn't know what comes after confessing her feelings. Before she could responds, he leaned in further

"Can I also confess something?" Lind could only respond with a nod as she was to flustered to respond

As his lips near her cold ear, expecting him to confess the same thing.

"I fucked your husband"

#arthur shelby #linda shelby #peaky blinders #arthur shelby x male reader #linda shelby x reader #arthur shelby x reader

[sohmiya]

nikka!!! it’s 1:51 and the insomnia is winning again so here is a message while i try to use up time in relaxing ways 🤍

first of all i am offended that u think we would only go on an ice cream date when/if you visited new york. like ???? 🙄 that’s rude. as if j wouldn’t take you on a million dates and show you all of my favorite places and make you spend hours in museums and on bike rides in the park and wandering around for bagels. and also i already know the ice cream place 😌 bc it is the most delicious new york only ice cream j think like their menu is so so amazing. it’s called van leeuwen and my favorite flavor is their vegan honeycomb 🐝

also i’m trying to start going vegan again!! 🌱 i haven’t been vegan in years and it was a massive failure mostly bc i was 18 and went vegetarian first and had no money so i lived on eggs and packaged ramen but then when i was vegan i never replaced the eggs with another protein…….. mistakes were made lol gotta love 18 year old emma bc she was veryyyyy stubborn and would NOT admit defeat (current emma is too tho) so she just stuck it out for a year until a doctor made her change her diet 😭 wild times. but this time i’m gonna do it right!! i’m going to start with gluing vegetarian slowly and replacing one food at a time - finding a yogurt alternative one week, cutting down my meat consumption to just chicken and fish, then just fish, finding an egg replacement (scared of this one tbh but there are cool things now but also 😬 those can be really expensive so…. we’ll see). but anyway i’m so excited for this!! and i think it’ll be really nice to go slowly and remind myself that i don’t have to do everything perfectly immediately, i can take time and do a little at a time and make mistakes and it’s okay. 🪴

also !!! i saw macbeth yesterday and it was sooooooo fun oh my god. the best part of living here is definitely the access to art — i’ve never been able to see plays and musicals, i’ve just had to read/listen to them and imagine the acting. but seeing these works as they were intended brings them full circle and adds so much depth and understanding and love for them. 🤎 also i go to the MET every sunday bc it is a 15 minute walk from me and it is my new religion. i turn my phone off and bring my film camera and wander through it, so slowly, and take in every brushstroke, every movement in the sculptures… it makes me feel so connected to humanity and to myself 🤍

anyway this got weird and philosophical??? idk but I LOVE YOU 🥰🥰🥰🤎🤎🤎🤍🤍🤍💕💕💕☁️☁️☁️🌷🌷🌷🐛🐛🐛🪴🪴🪴🐝🐝🐝🦔🦔🦔🍄🍄🍄🪐🪐🪐💫💫💫🌙🌙🌙

also how was your yesterday how is your today what are things you’re dreaming of or hoping for ??

smh i wasnt being rude. all i’m saying is i’m a cheap date 🙄 just give me ice cream and take me to those tulip patches you took pictures of and i’d go 💗💓💕💖💕💗💞💗 but if you insist on taking me on such an elaborate date then who am i to say no? 🙄🙄🙄 also uhhh idk how to ride bikes so you’re gonna have to teach me. like knee pads and training wheels. all that KSJSKSKAK

AND GOOD FOR YOU i hope it works out well this time!! i feel 🫤 because i don’t have that much opinion on vegan diet. i was at one point in my life where i was curious and wanted to try it (also because this one youtuber i watch used to be vegan and everything she made looked so good) but there wasn’t a lot of vegan foods available here so the closest i got to was almond milk and it was pricey 😭😭

EMMA PLEASE I FEEL SO UNCULTURED NEXT TO YOU DJXBSKZJSJ but also you’ve always had such a deep understanding of life and i’m really happy for you that you get to live in a place that feeds your mind and your artistic soul. where i am, a wide range of art isn’t that accessible so i’m over here living vicariously through you LMFAOOO

anyways i feel a little better. my headache’s milder now and my throat’s no longer sore but it still feels a bit scratchy and i can’t breathe through my nose so 😩😩

i hope you had the loveliest day and that your heart feels happy today i love youuuuu 💖💖💖💖💖✨✨✨✨

#emma 🌷 #nikka answers

[starr-fall-knight-rise]

HASO, “Family Dynamics.”

Thought you guys might enjoy this today.

A lot of you have been asking for more Conn in the stories, so I hope you enjoy :)

“Wow, would you look at that.”

“No.”

“Wow.” “No. Hopping on the nope train and taking a ride to nopeville….. Nope absolutely not.”

“Come on, Krill, isn’t it just….. Just awesome!.”

“That, that right there is an absolute  raging death trap.” “Oh come on>” Adam said, hands on his hips as he stared up at the rocket.. THe Saturn V replica down to the last bolt. He grinned and danced around on his toes in a circle, “This is gonna be so cool!”

Krill turned to look at Adam, “No, no this is not cool, Adam. I am serious this time, not joking. I really don’t want you going in that thing. And with the assassination attempts and…. All that is going on with the GA leaders….” He looked at Adam Very pointedly here, “I don’t think you should do this.”

“Are you serious, a once in a lifetime opportunity and you want me to just say no because there is a possibility someone Might try to kill me?”

“Um…. YES.”

Adam crossed his arms, “Krill, I refuse to let myself live in fear when there is life to be lived.”

Krill turned to look hopefully over at Eris who was standing quietly by his side. She shook her head at him.

“He isn’t going to change his mind.”

“Can you at least try?”

She sighed, “Ok.”

Gently Eris took one of his hands forcing him to look at her, “Da…..Adam think about it please, there are a lot of powerful people after you, powerful and with resources. If they want to kill you, then this will be the perfect time to do it. They could put it off as some horrible accident, and no one would be the wiser.” She paused as he looked back at her, “I can see that this isn’t going to change your mind either.”

He smiled, “This is what I have my people for.” HE took the two of them by the shoulders and led them to where they could overlook the command station in the distance, “In there, right now, there are elements of the criminal underworld that owe me a favor, looking for any clues to indicate an attempt on my life.” He grinned, “Also, I have two secret weapons.”

He put his arm around Eris and then turned his head to look up at the sky.

Eris and Krill followed his lead.

Krill groaned, and Eris went wide eyed.

As a starborn descended from the sky ribbons flapping hands outstretched dropping from heaven like an ethereal angel. Sunlight bounced off his skin as he moved slowly downward hands held out to the side fingers outstretched. She stepped forward and- was immediately hit with a wall of his thoughts.

She no longer saw him as ethereal.

He was an asshole.

Conn drifted towards the ground but didn’t touch ribbons swirling around him seaweed undulating in a dark sea: Yes her thoughts about him had changed that much, he had gone from angel to seaweed rather quickly in her head.

He turned his eyes to her.

‘Who invited you’

Eris frowned, “I-

Adam glowered at Conn, “Be nice to her.”

Conn turned his head to look at Eris and drifted closer looking her over, ‘Oh daddy issues I see, well who doesn't.” He turned to look up at Adam, ‘Gotta love people borrowing your DNA for craft projects especially when they give you kids a little too early.”

Adam was not able to hide the thought that came marching to the forefront of his mind.

You know that’s interesting considering your starborn DNA was the most easily accessible before Eris was born.

He didn’t say it out loud, but he didn’t need to.

Eris made a face, and Conn drew back.

“HIM!”

Shit, Adam thought

“I never said that.”

“But you were thinking it.” She retorted turning on him with her eyes narrowed before turning to look back at Conn, who floated in shock behind her.

Adam held up his hands, “Woah now, I can’t be for sure, it just makes sense.”

Eris turned back to where Conn was floating and made another face, “But, but HIM. I don’t want…. I, I can’t be related to HIM.”

Adam sighed, “Being able to read his thoughts must be a bitch eh?”

Of course at the moment Conn wasn’t really having any thoughts. It was mostly just TV static with an undercurrent of the thoughts of people around him amplifying them even more in Eris’s head. Which is why she could hear Dr Krill quietly inching away as he wondered if he should tell them or nah?

He hd suspected as much the moment they had seen Eris, and learned that the DNA being used was Adam’s.

It had been easy enough to get Adam’s DNA strands from the original hybrids….. The adaptids….. But they would have needed other aliens to pair him with. And there was only one known starborn available to steal DNA from.

Conn’s static continued.

Eris groaned and put her hands to her head.

Adam rubbed his forehead, “Well, on the bright side, you turned out more like your human side of the family.” That’s when the static in Conn’s head fizzled out and he turned to look at Adam. With a sudden Evil grin, which he must have been practicing, for it seemed far to human for him, He floated over and grabbed both of them around the shoulders, “Isn’t this sweet, now we can all be one big happy family.’

“Get off me Conn.” Adam grumbled 

He just squeezed tighter, though as a starborn the strength was somewhat lacking. ‘Don’t talk like that, you and I have a beautiful daughter together. Just look at her. She’s got your internal organs and my skin. Isn’t that lovely.”

“Conn I swear if you keep touching me I will punch you and probably break something.”

Conn made like he was sighing as he pulled away, “You know, as her parents we should really be trying to set an example for a healthy loving relationship. A family that plays together-”

He floated away quickly before Adam could swipe at him missing the strike by mere inches.

“Domestic assault in this household!”

Eris hid her face in her hands, “Oh no.”

She was definitely not sure how she was supposed to feel about this. One the one hand, she was at least glad that he wasn’t repulsed by the idea of her existing. However, on the other hand, it was likely that her paternal starborn side was Conn! The thought made her nauseous . Reading his thoughts made her feel the same way. Clearly this creature, whatever he was had never grown out of petty pranks, and intense sarcasm.

More annoyingly, he seemed to have the ability to hide things from her just by NOT thinking about them. She learned nothing about his past, or really his more internal thoughts. He only let her see what she wanted to see, and what he wanted her to see made her more annoyed the more she thought about it.

“I’m so excited, aren't you. Finally reunited at last!”

Adam sighed, “This is now how I planned this. Conn you stupid bastard, I called you down here to do a job for me.”

“You wouldn’t call your hubby stupid would you?”

Adam looked like he was about to turn green, “Never in a million years would I ever even consider that. In fact, I think I would rather shoot myself out the airlock an have all the nitrogen bubble out of my blood thank you very much.:”

“One night stands happen.”

“Conn I swear if you keep going down this metaphor. I am going to commit murder. Never in a million years would I touch you with a nine and a half foot pole, end of story.”

“Excuse me for being skeptical as you have been known to date aliens in the past.”

“That was Sunny, who is arguably, not even arguably, but she IS smart, talented, funny, a total badass, and a fucking gem, while you are a creepy little space gremlin.”

“Yet I have a kid with you and she doesn’t sooooooo, forgive me if I say I win.”

“We can’t be for sure that she’s yours.”

“I demand a paternity test.”

“Conn, if you don’t let this go right now I am going to rip your spine out through your back and let Waffles chew on it.”

“Bold of you to assume I have a spine.”

Adam took a eep long-suffering breath, “I am done with this conversation, now I called you down here for a reason, and that reason is that I need you two watching out for something going wrong. Eris, as a member of my family you will be allowed inside mission control to watch what is going on. Your job is to make sure that no one is planning my death from the inside.” he turned his head in Conn’s direction and flipped him the bird as he continued to speak, “You on the other hand are in charge of the engineers. I know you don’t give a shit about boundaries, so your job is to hang around the engineers and the rocket hangers to see if any of them had a hand in sabotaging the mission. If you can get near the chairwoman, or the UN President, than do what you can. I need to know how deep all of this goes.” He turned his head to Eris, “You are probably going to be able to get closer to everyone than Conn can. People know he is a starborn and they know what he can do. No one will assume  anything about you if you keep your head low.”

She smiled, “Already done.” A little part of her leaped inside, and she felt giddy. Adam needed her to help protect him! She was being useful for once! Not to mention that this meant he trusted her and….. She turned a side eye on conn, Then again, that probably meant that Adam trusted him too.

The starborn grinned at her again, showing rows and rows of of sharp circular teeth.

She winced and looked away.

Gross 

“I have to get going, but you two should get to work. This is going to be a long week.”

He whistles once, and Waffles jumped up from where she had been resting at his side, and gently trotted after him as he walked away back towards the command station. Eris started after him and Conn floated up next to her.

“What an unexpectedly delightful day, don’t you think.”

“Can you be less creepy please.”

“It runs in the family Eris, you have the creepy inside you too. Embrace it!”

She shoved him away with one hand and ran to catch up with Adam.

She could hear conn laughing behind her as he floated away towards the hangers.

She glanced over his shoulder as she grabbed onto Adam’s arm, “Why is he so weird!”

Adam shrugged, “I think something happened to him when he was first born. I would say that he was dropped on his head, but that’s probably not accurate. Think i heard something about him having been isolated from his clan for the first few thousand years with his dead mother, but I don’t know if that’s true or if it’s just something he made up. Either way I think whatever happened to him kind of made him psycho.”

She glanced over her shoulder to the figure floating off into the distance, “Than why do you keep him around?”

He sighed, “Unfortunately, his abilities are invaluable. The ability to bring him alone when it comes to negotiations, or to talk with new alien species speeds up both diplomatic missions and learning new languages.” He sighed, “Also, as far as I can tell he is pretty loyal. He always does everything I ask him to do as long as it is important enough. Sure if I asked him to pick up after himself he’d probably flip me the bird and go floating in the other direction. But every time something big and important has happened, he has always been relatively reliable. A part of me wonders if he just doesn’t know how to interact with people, and somewhere deep down there is a desire to be wanted, but that’s not something I can prove.” He glanced pointedly at her.

She shook her head, “Sorry, he’s pretty good at hiding what’ he’s thinking.”

Adam grunted, “A real pity. Now-” He turned to look at her, placing his hands on her shoulders and looking her in the eye, “Stay low. If you hear anything, don’t try to do anything about it yourself. Call my ship, either Sunny or Ramirez and they will deal with everything. If you see someone wearing a red pin with a white rocket on it, then those are our undercover guys, and they should be able to help you too. But it’s likely you will know who they are anyway.”

He looked her in the eyes, “Whatever happens, your safety comes first, not mine. You got that/”

She nodded eagerly even though she knew that last instruction was a lie.

He was more important than her.

And she was going to make sure that he stayed safe.

[acahope311]

Alone Together

Sleepover request

burning-quesadilla said: Can you do Fluff #3 for Glorestor? Also the sleepover idea sounds really fun, I love it & can't wait♥️ ((She/he/they) don’t compare to you. No one does.)

A/N: SOOOOOOO... Hi haha! I am back! I now have more free time to just get back into writing-- I forgot how fun it was to do this. @burning-quesadilla I am sososo sorry it took so long to do this 😭 but I hope you can forgive me and I hope you like it as well. This is technically my first only canon characters fic so... I really do hope I do them justice. But thank you so much for sending this request in! I had such a blast writing it!

Warnings: Death (but as a flashback/dream); sparring; falling; big booboo bruise on the forehead; fluff.

The evening darkness seeped into the glowing halls of Imladris. Although the hour grew late and everyone had retired to their respected quarters, Erestor’s mind continued to storm in the clear summer night. Tossing and turning in his bed, the poor elf could not relax.

“How can I rest knowing that a dark evil has arrived at our door?” He asked already knowing the answer.

His restlessness traveled from his mind to his palms, he needed to busy his idle hands, hoping that in doing so, his mind would calm. Silently, he stood and headed towards the training grounds. Now, normally, Erestor was not one to blow off steam through physical exercise, being a strong advocate of "brain over brawn", but even he knew how therapeutic it was to hit something with a sword- be it wooden or real.

Arriving on the premises, his slender fingers gripped a training sword. It had been a while since he'd gripped anything bigger than a pen, but it was not a strange sensation-- although a scholar, he made sure his body and movements were as sharp as his mind. Facing the wooden post, Erestor practiced his movements, swift and precise.

Lunge. His foot extended forward, bringing him towards his target.

"What is the next move?"

Sidestep. Quickly turning on his heel, he spun and landed a side strike-- chipping the wood.

"How can we defeat this growing malice in the east?"

Deflect. Imagining an enemy, Erestor held his sword up in hopes of stopping an imaginary attack- strangely enough reeling in the process.

"The halflings cannot take this evil alone."

Advance. Focusing once again, the lithe elf ran towards the post, preparing to land the final blow.

"What help can I provide?"

As he was about to land the finishing blow, his ankle caught on a mound of dirt he did not realize he’d formed with his movements. Instead of finishing through, his body toppled over and his face ate dirt-- literally. After a few moments-- thanking Eru that no one was alive to see that--Erestor turned over and laid on his back, in pain and frustration… and maybe a twinge of embarrassment. His chest heaved with difficulty from his exercise, but also with exasperation.

“What help can I provide?”

Still deep in thought, he failed to register the sound of another person moving through the ground to lay next to him. When the other elf laid down next to him, staring at the sky, Erestor jumped.

“Glorfindel?”

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A horrendous screech echoed through the stone cliffs, wracking the very bones of the elf warrior as he stood, steadfast, against his foe. The balrog of Melkor was no small enemy-- literally. Standing heads above Glorfindel, the creature surged forward with heavy but strong steps, driven with the determination to obliterate him. Under normal circumstances, anyone- with a sound mind- would turn tail and run for their lives. Not Glorfindel, not the Lord of the House of the Golden Flower. The mighty elf swung his sword with precision, slicing the thick horn of the balrog. A pained roar blasted the elf back to the edge of the cliff. Looking back to his followers, Glorfindel could see his kin terrified of the events.

“GO! I WILL HOLD IT OFF! KEEP OUR KIN SAFE!” He yelled, his command piercing the howling of the beast and the wind. Turning back to his enemy, he saw the rabid look in its eyes, angered by its wounds. Invigorated by rage, the balrog lunged at him once again, hands outstretched, teeth in a snarl. It was as if evil embodied had come down to smite the golden elf. However, Glorfindel was not one to be tested so easily; quick as a flash, the ellon sheathed his sword deep in the chest of his enemy. It happened so fast that even the balrog itself had no idea what had occurred, rather its body reacted on its own. Black spots danced in its vision as it began to fall over the cliff, into the jagged peaks below. Glorfindel was the victor. A sigh of relief escapes his lips as he looks to the sky sending a silent prayer to his maker.

“Thank Eru.” He closes his eyes and revels in a moment of respite as he feels the wind whip around him and through his golden hair, making it dance wildly in the air.

“Finally, I need to help-” Suddenly the world goes black as a sharp and heavy tug pulls his head abruptly in an inhuman angle towards the abyss after his enemy.

SNAP

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Glorfindel jolts awake in a pool of sweat. His chest is heaving as he gulps down air. His throat is stinging as he touches it, making him assume that he was screaming. Luckily, his rooms are in their own separate side of Rivendell away from the other citizens.

A dream… No. A memory. Trying his best to steady his breathing, Glorfindel runs through the events of the past few days to anchor him to his present, reminding him that he is not in the First Age, that Balrogs are no longer in this era.

Strange… I’ve not had that dream in such a long time. The air turns cold as he feels like he is being watched. Suddenly he remembers his escapade of saving Frodo from the Nazgul.

The Ring. A restlessness--no, an uneasiness-- falls on his entire being.

“I need to do something,” Glorfindel says out loud. Jumping up, he dresses in training clothes and heads to the training grounds.

A good spar will do me some good.

As he nears the grounds, he hears grunts, pants, and growls. Confused as to who would be here, his first assumption would be Legolas or Estel.

Good, I’d prefer a real sparring partner to a wooden doll.

As he rounds the corner, his eyes widen at the sight of Erestor, the librarian, destroying the wooden doll with such precision and speed that even he was almost impressed. Almost. He noted the fluid movement and purposeful strikes, but he pointed out the lack of determination-- he was distracted.

If he does not pay attention, he’ll- As though reading his thoughts, his dear companion decided that the ground would be his next victim as he fell, face first, into the dirt. The sight of the fallen elleth was enough to lift his spirits up, but he knew he needed to make sure that he was alright. However, Glorfindel is not a cruel man, so instead of letting loose a string of guffaws, he stealthily, walked to Erestor’s panting form on the dirt. As he laid down next to him, a sigh of relief escaped him.

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“Hello, Erestor. Fine night to lay under the stars.” The golden eldar said calmly. His very presence made his companion even more flustered from fear of having been seen in his tumble.

“What are you doing here?” Glorfindel chuckled as he folded his arms behind his head and sighed contentedly.

“I was taking a stroll, and heard a noise coming from the training grounds. At first I assumed it to be the prince of Mirkwood, but imagine my surprise when I see the counselor of Rivendell flailing a stick around like an elfling trying to wave off an imaginary orc in the night.” His baritone chuckle reverberated through the cool breeze, sending a shiver down the brunette elf’s spine-- not sure if it was because of the chill or his voice. Blushing furiously, he asked,

“Why are you lying on the ground?”

“You face planted. So I am lying next to you just in case someone were to pass by, they’d think we were just resting from a night of sparring.” His answer caused Erestor to choke on his breath.

He saw! An embarrassed moan is pulled from his mouth while Glorfindel smirks.

“Don’t worry, I understand. What weighs your heart that it distracted your training? He asked without looking at him. Erestor is silent for a bit

“I am weighed down by the worries that the halflings bring, Glorfindel. I need to propose a plan of attack and defense. I need-” Erestor’s rant is cut off with his companion’s hand on his mouth.

“You need to rest. Your mind has done more work than your body-- and it is showing with that huge bruise on your forehead.” Self consciously, Erestor covers his bruise.

Cute.

“And there is no use being worried and burdened at the same time, then your punishment is prolonged and double-- believe me. I know.” The tone in his voice held a twinge of sadness that Erestor did not miss.

“Why are you here Glorfindel?” He whispers. When did they move closer?

Silence again. Closing his eyes, the golden elf sighs and confesses his dream.

“Oh Glorfindel… We need to go to the healers, they can maybe give you something for sleep.”

“No, I just… just stay here with me. Your company is remedy enough.” Glorfindel says softly, almost vulnerably. His request pulls at Erestor’s heart and mind.

“I am no healer, Glorfindel. I cannot heal you.” Erestor says, turning to him and propping his head on his arm to better look at him.

“I don’t believe so, our healers are great- do not misunderstand. But to me, they don’t compare to you. No one does.”

Still not looking at him, Glorfindel closes his eyes and just basks in Erestor’s presence with a small smile. A comfortable silence passes, so long, in fact, that the morning birds are beginning to wake. Noting the peace that falls upon Glorfindel’s face, it dawns on him that he should have given him some time to spar.

“I should leave you alone.” Erestor says reluctantly, pulling away. Before he could get far enough, Glorfindel’s hand gently pulled him back.

“I think you could use some alone time as well. So why not let us be alone together, melethen.”

Erestor smiles and nods. Laying back down, the two elven lords lay on the ground, under the dawning sky as the city around them slumbers. Erestor’s mind calmed and his heart felt lighter. A chuckle escaped his lips.

“You know… We should be alone together more often.”

Taglist: @elvish-sky

#glorestor #glorfindel #erestor #tolkien #lotr elves #fluff #writing #fanfic #sleepover #burning quesadilla

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BnHA One-Shot Fic Recs (pt1)

Making some fic-rec posts has been on my to-do list for a while and I’m finally doing it, yay! Currently I have 6 word doc pages full of just BnHA recs. So I’m splitting them up by length and completion, so first up is (part one of) one-shots! Let’s go!!!

Lets start with some classic Izuku and DadMight!

Pictures, Posters and Tender Beauty by ProPinkist (tumblr: @dazais-guardian-angel ) Rating: G    Category: Gen   ~4,400 words Summary: Izuku has virtually every All Might-themed item out there, and prides himself on all of it, as Toshinori is well aware. However, somehow, the boy still decided that there was something vital missing. This is fluffy and very cute. No one truly appreciates All Might as much as Izuku does, but 1A comes close. All Might deserves all the love, and this fic truly provides!!!

Dear Mr. All Might by QuizzicalCrow (tumblr: @quizzicalcrow​ ) Rating: G   Category: Gen   ~5,000 words Summary: As the #1 hero for decades, All Might has collected a lot of fan mail over the years. Toshinori tracks down a series of letters that only now, years later, does he appreciate for their significance.  I always love the thought of All Might looking through his fan mail, even if he can’t get to all of it. This was a wonderful glimpse into that AND it was made to be so, so personal and sweet. Go have some heart-healing fluff.

Growing Pains by LordofLies (tumblr: @theangelofchildren ) Rating: G   Category: Gen    ~5,900 words Summary: Izuku finds himself changed by his encounter with the Hero Killer, but changes of a more physical kind are in store for him as he begins to truly accept One for All as his own. Once, he would have been thrilled to look more like All Might, but now those connections are as much a source of anxiety as they are of pride.Or, Izuku wakes up one morning and sees the world through different eyes. Izuku having anxiety and Toshi being there to help him through it and calm him down? Sign me UP. Its also a pretty cool take on how One for All is able to change things about it’s holder. Could this happen in cannon? Who knows.... Regardless, it was a great read!

I’ll Carry You Home by Renesvetta Rating: G   Category: Gen   ~2,700 words Summary: While training with All Might, it wasn’t uncommon for Izuku to be so exhausted at the end of the day that he unwittingly fell asleep without regard for where he was. It consequently became part of All Might’s routine to help his young protégé home. During that time, Izuku may have let loose more than one sleepy confession towards his mentor.  Yes, it is as adorable as it sounds. Its tagged with “self indulgent Dad Might fluff” which is both accurate and appreciated. In other words: Superb you funky little writer!

Simple Gifts by QuizzicalCrow Rating: G    Category: Gen   ~6,700 words Summary: One year ago, Izuku received the greatest gift he could ever imagine. Now he’s determined to return the favor for the one responsible for it all with a gift of his own.  First off, I love the idea of Izuku and Toshi quietly celebrating the anniversary of passing on OfA from All Might to Izuku. Even just taking the day to hang out with each other. It’s a really precious idea. But there’s not just fluff! Izuku finds himself in a fight, again. (cool villain quirk, too!) I love all of the small details that are in this fic (and in Crow’s other works, too!) anyway its exciting AND very heartwarming, so go read it!!!

Affectionate by Sevi007 (tumblr: @sevi007 ) Rating: G   Category: Gen   ~2,600 words Summary: Toshinori starts to show affection very easily around his students. The  reactions he gets for that are not quite the ones he had anticipated - well, not all of them, at least.  Toshi is LOVED, APPRECIATED, and 1A feels like HOME. how many times can i say “cute” and “heartwarming” on this post?? bc these are some amazing writers, whom I adore, and their writing makes my heart WARM. AND. FUZZY. i mean, even just the first few paragraphs of this one just, really sets the scene of what i like to believe the 1A dorm is (on a good day, lol). its a really nice read, so go treat yo’ self by reading it.

paint me in trust by dinomight Rating: G   Category: Gen   ~6,400 words Summary: The first mark Izuku gets is a slight brush of green across his temple. It’s the soft touch of a mother holding her son for the first time. Inko has one to match, the same shade of green staining the tips of her fingers. Hers is more noticeable; Izuku’s tends to blend into his hairline. He loves it anyways. He has to. It’s the only soulmate mark he has. (Or: how Izuku goes from just green to a rainbow, UA-style.)  Ok, so this fic sort of plays off the idea of soulmates, and does not fit in with soulmates in the usual form of the trope. First off its completely platonic. Its categorized as Gen and sticks to that. Also it doesn’t seem to be as obligatory and permanent as you would think it would be. It seems to be more of the universe telling you who has the possibility of being important in your life. I really really loved this, it was so adorable and gives you that sweet, sweet Izuku angst, before healing your heart with the power of friendship and found family!!!

The Die Has Been Cast by ChiwiTheKiwi (tumblr: @chiwithekiwi​ ) Rating: G   Category: Gen   ~5,400 words Summary: “There’s something about that kid you aren’t telling me, isn’t there?”When no answer meets him, Shouta tries again.“You know something about Midoriya’s quirk that you haven’t shared with me. Is that right?”(Or: A canon "What If" surrounding the latest manga events and focusing on Aizawa finally making a connection.) First off, this fic has spoilers for the manga, so dont read unless you’re past chp212! I loooooooove OfA reveal fics, especially when it’s Aizawa that finds out. He deserves to know!!! its kind of important!!!! This fic chooses a great moment to work off of, and does a great job with Aizawa’s character. I really enjoyed it and couldn’t keep myself from going back and reading it just now LOL

These last two are actually two-shots, but it makes it an even 10! also Izuku and dadmight, so we can continue the theme here...

Some Unspoken Thing by LittleKy Rating: G   Category: Gen   ~7,900 words (2chps) Green, Toshinori has always thought, is the color of life anew.(Or: It's time for Yagi Toshinori to finally accept that he has a son, now, in all but blood. It's time for Midoriya Hisashi to accept that as well.) YES ALL MIGHT! ADMIT THAT IZUKU IS YOUR SON! great portrayal of the characters and really hits the nail on the head for DadMight. and Izuku in this story is just the smallest green floof that you wish to give a hug. NEVER MIND ALL MIGHT, YOU TOOK TOO LONG SO IZUKU IS MY SON NOW AND IM NOT GIVING HIM BACK ( no but seriously i want to hug this fic its so cute TTuTT )

LAST BUT NOT LEAST! I See You by BirdAntlers (tumblr: @aarymk )

Rating: G   Category: Gen   ~15,400 words (2chps) Midoriya Izuku is a quirkless child, blind from birth. Yagi Toshinori is the most powerful man in the world, loved by millions. They could not be more different, and yet their loneliness is the same.   (From a pair of AU posts on Tumblr that got way out of hand; I wanted to put it here because it turned into more of a fic than a "what-if." Basically a vessel for me to vomit as much Dadmight as I can.) Hey, you! Yeah! You! Do you want to cry? Do you want to start sobbing in a public space?? Do you just want to be destroyed with words and be left there kneeling at the feet of a writer who has torn out your heart and stomped on it before they gently wipe the tears from your face? Yeah?? y oU Wan NA D IE??? READ THIS AND GET REKT.  you’ll thank me later

(under the cut is just me rambling, i kept all the important stuff up here, ur welcome)

Now that the actual recs are over I can rant here- look i really tried to slim my recs down, but i have almost 300 bnha fics bookmarked,some of them are “to read” or theyre in progress, etc but i managed to get this list sorta slimmed down? a little?(to only 58!!!) but as i was gathering this post together it felt like i dont have very many Dadmight recs on that list??? but i havent rechecked all the other fics i was just going through the oneshots. i... kinda read a lot more fics with AIzawa in it instead. it be that way. DadMight content is SO GOOD. but my fav is aizawa im sorryyyyy anyway i have another SEVENteeN oneshots to put in rec posts and that does NOT include the mulitchapter and friikin series and stuff... and like i said this is aaaaaaallllllllllllllll BnHA. batfam fic posts will come after, and then star wars, and then maybe star trek? we’ll see. i have a very specific taste in ST fics and that is Tarsus IV whump. which. i have not read in a while. when they say “that trope came from ST” for sooooooo many tropes, you WISH other fandoms had tarsus as a trope, holy crap it is TOP TIER angst fodder. if you love to write/read whump, angst, and h/c i would HIGHLY recommend that you take a bit of time and explore the content and stories there. heck maybe i will make a ficrec post for just tarsus angst. ok.

my INTENTION is to edit these posts later with little links to the other fic rec lists so that itll be easier to find. but., its me, so itll either happen in painful detail or not at all

asdjkdgh its 2:30am and i need to sleep and not be rambling incoherently again I WILL SAVE THIS AS A DRAFT. 

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No More Second Chances: Chapter Three

So not even all hell breaking loose (cough adrichat) will stop me from posting. (Just ignore that I haven’t posted in like a week). Without further ado.

No More Second Chances 

The Master: Master List

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After collecting the little she has from her locker, they meet Jon outside. “Did you call your parents to let them know?”

“Yep! Ready to go?”

“Yes,” Damian grumbles, following the energetic boy.

“So how are you two even friends? Damian you’re super grumpy and Jon is just like a ball of energy and sunshine,” Marinette asks, walking in between the boys. (Yes, somehow the sidewalk fit three people, idk just imagine it ok?)

“Our fathers’ are friends.”

“But! He’s grown to love me,” Jon taunts in a sing-song voice.

“You’re bearable,” Damian corrects. The train ride back to Metropolis was quiet, or as quiet as a ride can be with Jon. She blocked out the world and just let her thoughts fly on the page. She was brought back to reality by Jon tugging her arm.

“Woah! That’s awesome!” Jon says, looking at the drawing. It was her, well Ladybug, and Chat Noir first bumping in front of the Eiffel Tower. “Who are they?” 

She slammed the sketchbook closed and looked at her phone, March 21st. “Umm not important, I have to call someone,” Marinette says, rushing in front of the boys a bit. She dials a number, one neither boys can see, before speaking in rapid French. “Adrien did you realize it’s been a year since we finished the war?”

“Um yeah earlier today Aunt Emelie took me to visit him,” Adrien responds.

“How’d that go?”

“It was rough, but in other news I convinced Aunt Emelie to let me go to college in America.”

“That’s fantastic! I was thinking about staying here as well, cause well ya know Sabine and Tom,” Marinette shrugs, opening the lobby door.

“Makes sense, by the way, watch out Aunt Emelie adores you and she heard about your parents, she may or may not be trying to get adoption papers,” Adrien chuckles.

“I’ll decline the nicest way possible,” Marinette giggles, pressing the elevator button. “Well I’m almost home, and I have a project to work on, so I’ll talk to you sometime soon, bye love you!”

“Sooooooo, who was that?” Jon asks, slinging an arm around her shoulder.

“That was Adrien,” Marinette said, stepping out of the elevator.

“Your boyfriend?” Jon asks, drawing out the words, teasingly.

“Nope, my best friend,” Marinette clarifies. Before turning to Damian to say, “I’m going to get changed, I’ll be out in a minute.” When she came back out her hair was pulled into a messy bun, she was wearing her favorite fuzzy cropped cat sweatshirt that had cat ears on the hood and the string had pom poms on the end. She was also wearing light skinny ripped jeans.

“Mari, why didn’t you just get dressed into something comfortable?” Jon asks, pulling out the juice from the fridge.

“Because, I haven’t seen a lot of the city yet so whenever we finish making progress for today, I’m going to go out for a walk,” Marinette explained, opening her backpack.

“You should be careful, this may not be Gotham, but it’s still dangerous,” Damian says, finally looking up from his phone. He would never admit it, but his face tinted a light color of pink.

“I’ll be fine, I’ve learned self defense when I was living in Paris,” Marinette said, brushing off their worries. “Ok for this project…” (i don’t take business as an elective, so imma just gonna skip it).

It was two hours when Clark and Lois walked in, they were surprised to see Damian get along with someone so well. Marinette isn’t just anyone though, she was a sunshine.

“Hey, Damian it’s nice to see you again,” Clark said, placing a hand on his back.

“Likewise, Clark,” he responded, not looking up from their work.

“Are you staying for dinner?”

“No I should be getting home, father is strict about curfew,” Damian said, picking up his stuff.

“We have to talk about plans for tomorrow, so I’ll walk you outside,” Marinette said, standing. They walk in a tense silence for a moment before she starts speaking again. “So I think tomorrow we should work on question five through eight.”

“Where do you want to work?”

“It doesn’t really matter, but if you want, because we worked here today, we can work at your place,” Marinette suggests.

“That would be adequate,” Damian sighs, pressing the elevator button. “Good night, Marinette.”

“Good night, Damian,” she responds as the elevator’s doors close. She pads back to the apartament  and is about to open the door when he hears Jon scream. “He blushed!”

“I literally step out for a minute, and you are all talking about my nonexistent love life,” Marinette said, crossing her arms across her chest, she was leaning up against the door frame, watching the scene unfold in front of her.

“He blushed though! Trust me that’s the closest he’s ever been to having a crush,” Jon defends.

“Doubt it, it was warm in here and he was still wearing his uniform, which may I remind you is long sleeves and pants,” Marinette said, pushing herself off the doorway. “So on a different topic, what’s for dinner?”

“We were just going to order pizza,” Lois answered. (Totally forgot that Superman is vegetarian, so like ignore that.)

“Cool, I’m going to go out for a walk before dinner if that’s fine with you,” Marinette asked, moving towards her room to grab a windbreaker.

“Yes, just take your phone with you, dinner will probably be here in twenty-ish minutes,” Clark said towards her room. She grabbed what she needed, put on her shoes, and ran out the door. She had a peaceful walk, the cool air calming her down, leaving her with her thoughts. As much as her parents’ hurt her, she couldn’t help but miss them, even if it was just a bit. She missed how everything use to be before the drama that Lila brought, but it helped her realize who actually care about her for her. Time flies when lost in her thought, apparently, because the ten minute timer, she set to make sure she would be back in time, went off. She sighs before walking back the way she came. 

Dinner was filled with light chatter about the day, more getting to know you things, and an explanation about how their weekly schedule is. After dinner, Jon and Marinette work on homework with Lois watching T.V. Superman had just stopped a train from crashing. Both Lois and Jon clapped and smiled right before Superman flew off the scene. Not too long after that, Clark ran back into the apartment holding a bag of groceries. Marinette shrugged and chalked it up to them being Americans

When she finished her homework, she said goodnight, did her nightly routine before falling asleep, oblivious the chaos happening in Paris that was unleashed by Sabine and Tom.

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CLIFFHANGEEEER! but like foreshadowing for salt! and getting what they deserve

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Just a Peck

Based on @everythingelsegoesherethen’s prompt where ladrien is established and sleep-deprived Marinette forgets she’s not in the suit and kisses Adrien. I literally couldn’t stop thinking about it sooooooo I wrote it! It’s kinda long, so be prepared. I know I’m like four years late but here ya go

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It wouldn’t have been too bad if it was just the akuma, but of course, it was never just the akuma. It was the hour long akuma. It was the lengthy conversation with Chat Noir after the akuma. It was the swing by Adrien’s house before she went home to make sure he was safe. It was the gigantic test she studied for until 3 am. It was the construction work right outside the bakery that prevented her from sleeping. It was the homework assignment she remembered at 4 am when she’d finally gotten comfortable enough to sleep.

To say Marinette was a zombie when she walked to school the next morning was an understatement. She covered her face as she stepped out of the bakery and exposed herself to the bright, sunny day. The world swirled around her and everything was blurry. She groaned and began to make her trek to school. Every step felt like a chore and each one was more like shuffle than a step.

After tripping over herself twice and almost being hit by a car while crossing the one street between her and her destination, she finally found herself in front of Françoise DuPont.

“You did it Marinette!” Tikki cheered, hoping to give her some energy through encouraging words. “And you’re not even late!”

“Yeah, I did,” she replied groggily.

She trudged up the stairs and made her way to the classroom. Marinette’s mind wandered to the end of the day; she dreamed of being reunited with her bed and spending with Adrien who’d listen attentively to her issues or drown out hers with his own. She didn’t mind either situation; as long as she was with him, all the stress and pain faded.

When Marinette walked into the classroom, her heart soared after seeing the blonde boy who took up the majority of her thoughts. She didn’t notice much else, making her unaware of the fact that she was surrounded by most of her classmates and Ms. Bustier. She let out her first smile of the day as she walked up to him.

“Good morning,” she said gently, giving him a peck on the lips. She kept walking up to her seat and placed her head on her desk, hoping to get a few more minutes of sleep before class started.

Marinette found it strange how the classroom became silent as she put her head down. That’s sweet, she thought, they’re letting me sleep. What cool classmates I have.

Her thoughts were interrupted when she received a jab in the ribs from Alya. The raven-haired girl lifted her head and turned to Alya who stared at her with a look she couldn’t decipher in her state.

Alya leaned in close and whispered, “Marinette. What. Was. That.”

“What was what?” Marinette replied, still oblivious to what she’d just done.

“The kiss! Why did you do that?”

“Oh. I kissed Adrien? Yeah. I kissed him ‘cause I love him,” she slurred, ready to put her head back down.

The chorus of gasps around her began to take her back to reality. She slowly started to become aware of her surroundings and words started ringing in her head.

François DuPont. Adrien. School. Adrien. Classmates. Adrien.

After her mind caught up to where she was, names started clicking into place as she looked at the numerous sets of eyes on her. 

Alya. Nino. Chloe. Adrien. Nathaniel. Alix. Kim. Adrien. Max. Ivan. Rose. Adrien. Ms. Bustier. Sabrina. Lila. Adrien.

Adrien.

Marinette suddenly sat bolt upright, eyes growing wider by the second. She locked eyes with her boyfriend and red flushed her cheeks. She was paralyzed. 

What did I do? What did I do? What did I do? What did I do? What did I do?

Everyone knew about Adrien’s relationship with Ladybug. When the news came to the public, Alya rushed over to Marinette to see how she was dealing with it, but Marinette assured her she was completely fine with it and he deserved to be happy with whomever he chose. She said she was over it and Alya really heard and saw the truthfulness in her voice and body language. Most of the class rooted for Adrien and Marinette to get together, so they were disappointed, but they all thought it was good for both of them to find their own happiness, not be forced into something pushed onto them.

So what was going on?

While Marinette was still struggling to find words and to function like a normal human, Adrien was having his own mini-crisis. 

What am I going to tell Ladybug? I kissed another girl. I didn’t initiate it and it didn’t mean anything...or did it? 

Adrien loved Ladybug, he knew that, but the kiss didn’t feel completely wrong, which worried him even more. He knew Ladybug already had a long day yesterday and she didn’t need something else to make her week worse.

In his own head, Adrien didn’t notice the sly smile coming from Lila, but for once this morning, Marinette noticed something no one else did. Her mind was already struggling to run at a normal speed, and now the liar’s look told Marinette she had to find a way to get around Lila, someone who could find five ways to twist your own words around into something that can hurt you every second. Marinette didn’t have the time or the energy to think of anything that could help her, so she opened her mouth and hoped the words that tumbled out didn’t didn’t betray her.

“I...um...I was just tired...that’s all,” she said, hoping they’d take pity on her and get off her back. When she saw everyone’s expectant eyes remain, she knew it wasn’t enough, but her heavy eyelids and slow processing capacity made them very difficult to battle. “...I just...uh...had a dream about...this...uh...boy...and I must have thought it was Adrien...or something like that...he and I aren’t together or anything...it was just me being, you know...”

Marinette couldn’t keep up and her tiredness overtook her. She closed her eyes, slumped and hit her head on the desk.

“OW!” She held her hand on her forehead which was turning red and winced in pain. She was definitely going to stay awake now. “Oooow...”

Suddenly, the class heard a loud crash. The class looked outside and saw a figure leaping across buildings shooting projectiles at people. They felt the building shake and voices rang out across the classroom. 

“Someone’s been akumatized!”

“Wait, there was just a villain last night.”

“If we felt something here, that means it’s close!”

Ms. Bustier did her best to calm the class and dismissed everyone.

Everyone bustled out of the classroom and in the middle of the chaos Marinette made a beeline for the restroom.

“That’s the fifth time this week, Tikki, and the week’s not even over!”

Marinette couldn’t take it anymore. Hawkmoth’s akumas had been getting more frequent, more difficult, and more intrusive in her life. She was going to get this done, finish the day, and get some much needed down time with Adrien.

Adrien.

With the sudden arrival of the akuma, she’d almost forgotten what she’d done. 

“Let’s make this quick. Tikki, spots on!”

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Chat Noir was already at the scene when Ladybug arrived, dodging beams of light the akuma was shooting out.

Ladybug hesitated to join the battle. She was shocked by how quickly both figures moved and wondered if that was what akuma battles were normally like or if it was her fatigue once again messing with her view of the world. Chat charged at the victim with his staff, but the swift villain dodged his attack and shot out another beam. Chat flipped out of its way, but the light bounced off a mirror that happened to be in front of a small furniture store behind him. Caught off guard, he extended his staff and shot himself upward to avoid being hit at the last second. As he landed, he caught sight of Ladybug.

“Careful, the beam from his spear makes you fall asleep!” Chat warned.

She laughed bitterly. “Is that so?”

She dodged one of the beams, stumbled as she landed, and held up her yo-yo as a shield. “I would like to get this done so I can actually get some sleep tonight.”

She kept her eyes trained on the villain, shooting daggers through her tired eyes.

“Oh my, it seems a certain red bug needs her beauty sleep,” the akuma taunted. “Why don’t I help you out!” The akuma reared up and sent a large blast in Ladybug’s direction. She leapt to the side, dodging the projectile, but she tripped over herself, got her legs caught in her yo-yo’s string, and fell to the ground.

“It seems like you aren’t up for it today, savior of Paris. Maybe you should give it a rest!” He swiftly shot a beam at Ladybug, giving her no time to recover from her fall. Right before the light made contact with the heroine, her feline partner swept her away, causing them to both barely miss the beam.

“I think the akuma’s in the spear that he keeps shooting the beams from,” Ladybug breathed, still trying to be of some assistance in her weakened state. She shakily stood and stared at the akuma in determination.

“Milady, you need to take a second and—”

“Lucky charm!” She called out, trying to press on.

Chat really admired her persistence, so much so that his heart swelled at her determination, but he knew this trait was going to get her hurt in this state. However, he knew his lady; he couldn’t change her mind, so he did his best to cover her while she did what she had to do.

A large, heavy red and black-spotted slab of wood fell into her hands. Her knees buckled under its weight and Ladybug was on the ground again. She inhaled deeply and let out a heavy breath. Even though she was on the ground again with a giant weight keeping her down (literally), she lifted her head with the strength she had and her eyes darted around the room. She noticed the mirror that the villain’s beam bounced off of earlier and Chat’s hand.

“Chat Noir, the mirror, and then get ready to destroy the spear,” Ladybug spoke weakly yet plainly, using her anger because of the lack of sleep as a way to fuel her instead of bring her down. “That slab of wood, you can’t carry it, I’ll—” “Don’t worry about me, I’ll be fine, okay?” Chat gave her look of concern that told her he was definitely not okay with that. Ladybug sighed and looked down at the wood slab. Then in the tiniest voice of defeat, she said, “Help me get it off the ground?” He wanted to hold her and protect her. He wanted to tell her he was there and that everything would be alright. He wanted to stop and just hold her in his arms forever. But he knew they had no time, and she needed him for something different. While it wasn’t exactly the image he had in mind, he promptly moved to her side and assisted her with the lucky charm. As long as he was next to Ladybug, though, he didn’t care what they did. “Let’s use this building here for some cover,” she suggested. He agreed with the suggestion and helped drag her to the location while blocking projectiles flying at them. “Take all the time you need, fur ball,” the akuma called out as he saw them escape. “I’ll get you soon enough and all my worries will be put to sleep anyway!” Ladybug shook her head at the additional pun from the villain. “His jokes are much worse than yours...mostly.”  Chat smirked and turned his attention to the wood that once again crushed her when they stopped. They pushed it off her legs and leaned it against the wall. Using Chat as support, Ladybug lifted herself off the ground. She stretched out her legs and turned to her partner. “Okay, so here’s the plan. We’ll get him to shoot at you, but when he does, you’ll have the mirror and reflect the beam to his legs. His legs will fall asleep and he’ll try swinging at me, but I’ll be ready with this big guy,” she gestured toward the wood slab, “and the point will get stuck, leaving the staff exposed and ready for you.” “Even when you aren’t feeling the best, you still manage to amaze me.” She lifted the slab of wood and though she was a little hunched over, she managed to stay standing. “Go,” she breathed out, unsure of how long she could keep it up. Chat Noir swiftly departed and, surprisingly, everything went according to plan. Chat reduced the spear a pile of rubbish and the akuma fluttered out. Ladybug purified it and turned to the slab of wood she had dropped as soon as she could. She groaned and picked it up again. “Miraculous Ladybug,” she whispered as she tossed it as high as she could above her, which was only a few centimeters. The magic ladybugs went around repairing all the damage the akuma had caused, but Ladybug still felt like she was about to collapse. If anything, she felt more tired than before. The adrenaline from pulling off the lucky charm was gone and everything became fuzzy and overwhelming again. The school day was far from over, but and she knew they would probably cancel the whole day because they had in the past with similar incidents. Even if she did go back to school, she wouldn’t have been able to pay attention. Her mind swirled with all these thoughts and she tried to think of what to do next. Seeing the obvious pain she was in, Chat gave her a long, comforting hug. He then looked at her bluebell eyes intently. “What can I do for you, Milady?” Ladybug smiled for the second time that day. “You’ve done more than enough. Thank you, kitty.” Ladybug held her hands to her ears as her earrings beeped in alarm. She swung her yo-yo at a building so she could make her way out, but she missed her target and the string fell sadly at her feet. Suddenly she was scooped off the ground and found herself looking into Chat’s eyes. She wanted to object, but for some reason she felt extremely comfortable in Chat Noir’s arms and no words ever escaped her lips. He leaped across the rooftops and the breeze made Ladybug feel even more at ease. Her eyelids closed and she quickly succumbed to sleep’s embrace. 

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Marinette’s eyes fluttered open. She saw a distant roof in a shade of gray that was definitely not the color of her own. Having slept off some of her tiredness while still not feeling quite like herself yet, she stayed in the same position while she quickly ran through what she last remembered.

The battle was over, I purified the akuma, the magic ladybugs fixed everything, and I was exhausted. I went to leave but I was carried by someone...Chat Noir...somewhere...wherever this place is...and I must have fallen asleep on the way.

As her vision became clearer, she realized the roof was not completely unfamiliar; she was in Adrien’s room. Marinette looked down and saw she was on Adrien’s bed—not transformed. She looked around frantically, but no one was there. In her mad search of the room, her eyes landed on a letter placed next to the bed that was addressed to Ladybug with a pink rose sitting next to it. She scanned her surroundings one more time then reached for the letter after deciding it was completely safe. She carefully unfolded the letter inside the envelope and read:

Ladybug,

I ran into Adrien and he insisted I take you here. Don’t worry, I didn’t see anything and neither did he. Trust me, Milady, I’d never allow that cat-astrophic situation to happen. No one can get in without your permission; I had Adrien made sure of it. He wants to see you, but he won’t come in until you let him know it’s okay. Don’t hesitate to let me know if something’s ever bothering you.

Feel better, Bugaboo,

Chat Noir

Marinette chuckled at his silly pun and thought about how even when he wasn’t with her, she couldn’t escape the cat puns. She picked up the rose and took in its delicate scent. She smiled warmly and placed it and the letter back where she found them. She then gently woke up Tikki, who was sleeping soundly on the pillow.

After briefing her kwami and giving her something to eat, she transformed and called Adrien through her bug phone. Not even a single ring occurred before he picked up.

“Ladybug! Are you alright? Feeling better?”

She smiled, grateful for such a caring other half. “Yeah, I am. We’ll talk when you get here?”

She could hear his grin as he said, “See you very soon,” and he promptly hung up.

Ladybug tidied the bed and opened a few of the many large windows. Even though the room was spacious, it always felt very closed off to her, so she liked opening windows whenever she visited. She placed her hands on her hips, satisfied, when she was startled by a knock at the door.

“It’s just me,” she heard her boyfriend say gently.

The heroine walked over and opened the door. “Well that was pretty quick—”

She was cut off by a fervent hug from Adrien. She returned the hug graciously and wished she could stay in his arms forever.

After they finally broke apart, they stared at each other, both wearing the same goofy grin. Adrien was relieved to find the spark in her eyes that the lack of sleep had dimmed. Ladybug was on cloud nine, just as she was every time she was with him. She was still shocked that they were together and felt extremely lucky to have something that felt so wonderful. She instinctively leaned in to kiss him, but he pulled away.

“I…I know you’ve been through a lot lately, and…this is probably the last thing you want to hear,” Adrien croaked, knowing she could hear the fear in his wavering voice, “but you deserve to know.

Ladybug tilted her head in confusion. What could he possibly mean? Then, it hit her.

“Today at school,” Adrien continued, averting his eyes, “a girl kissed me.”

The kiss. Marinette’s kiss. Her kiss. What was she supposed to react like? Should she be jealous to protect her identity? Or should she be understanding?

“It was short, just a peck,” he quickly added, “but still, a kiss.”

“One of your fans?” Ladybug finally settled on, trying to sound passive but still trying to give her voice an edge.

“No. Well, um, yes? Sort of…” he said unsteadily, “She’s a fan of fashion, but she doesn’t see me in that way…she was really tired, must have gotten confused.”

“You didn’t initiate it, right?”

“No.”

“And it was an accident on her part?”

“Yes.” Adrien’s voice started to sound a little more confident.

“And it didn’t mean anything to you?”

Adrien stayed silent.

“Oh,” she said simply.

Adrien frantically grasped her hands tightly and shot out, “You’re the one I love. Know that will never change. But because I love you, I need to tell you the truth. Somehow, the kiss didn’t feel wrong, and I feel really awful for saying that, because you know how much I—”

Ladybug cut him off with a kiss that he couldn’t help but melt into. Adrien’s stress and self blame is something she feared when she realized what she’d done, and she couldn’t bear to hear him beat himself up about kissing, well, his girlfriend.

“Thank you for being honest with me; that’s the best thing a girl could hope for,” she told him gently after separating. “I know your feelings for me are real and I understand; don’t fret.”

She let go of Adrien’s hands and collected the letter from Chat and the accompanying rose. “I’d love to stay, but I know my parents are probably already extremely worried, and I really don’t want them to panic too much.”

Adrien was still in shock from her response, not fully understanding how she could just brush it off so easily. “And you’re sure you’re okay with—”

“Hey, I said don’t worry about it. Don’t stress about things you couldn’t control.” Ladybug walked toward the window and turned back to the blonde. “If it makes you feel better, I’ll visit Marinette and give her a nice stern talking to about staying focused,” she said playfully. She leaned in and planted a peck on his lips. “I love you, Adrien.” She gave him a salute and flew out the window.

Adrien’s fingers lingered over his lips as he watched his lady jump from rooftop to rooftop, his mind working furiously. She must have not conquered all her tiredness.

He never told Ladybug the girl he kissed was Marinette.

#miraculers #miraculous ladybug #miraculous #ladrien #adrinette #adrienette #ladybug #chat noir #marinette dupain cheng #adrien agreste #one shot #ml oneshot

[tardisman14]

Enchanting: Chapter 3: A Night to Remember

A novelized version of Enchanting Grom Fright, told from Amity’s pov. A look into what was going through her mind in that episode, with snippets of happenings in-between scenes. Told in 4 parts (3 main chapters, plus the prologue), rated to be safe, and obviously Lumity.

Prologue

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Bits of final scene and flashback inspired by this tweet (12/28/20 update: screencap because Dana deactivated her Twitter) and this image which was cut from the episode for time

That wasn’t Eda. It appeared to be some kind of human. In fact, Amity could’ve sworn they looked quite a bit like… Luz.

Amity saw Luz start to back up nervously. Was this one of her relatives? What was going on? With all these questions going through Amity’s head, she suddenly heard Grom’s form shout something from the arena.

“...have you been lying to me?!”

All of a sudden, Grom turned into a more monstrous form of whoever this was supposed to be. Lying? What could Luz have been lying about? Could it really be so bad that she couldn’t bring it up during the training session? This was bad. If Amity was reading the look on Luz’s face right, she wouldn’t last much longer.

And she was proven right. Amity saw Luz make a break for the door. And… Oh no. Grom was escaping! All around her, everyone started piling out of the bleachers and went right for the hallway. But Amity was so in shock over what just happened, she was frozen in place.

“Hey, kid! You in there?”

Amity was snapped out of it by Eda, now standing in front of her.

“Come on!”

Amity and Eda started following the others already in the hallway.

“Yeah, that's right, so let's follow them and see what happens next.”

Apparently King and Gus were leading the others to see the rest of the battle. Amity and Eda were still a bit behind, but with one look at each other, they both had the same thought. They had to help Luz, and fast.

Once they made it outside Eda summoned her staff.

“I’m gonna follow them from the air. Try not to fall behind.”

With that, the Owl Lady took to the sky while Amity followed from the ground. Judging by Eda’s current direction, Amity figured that Luz and Grom must’ve been headed for the woods.

As Amity ran towards that direction, her mind was racing. This was all her fault. She LET Luz get involved because she was too scared to face her fear. She KNEW Eda was right about Luz getting in over her head, and she went forward with it anyway. And now because of her, Luz was in danger. All because she couldn’t face the possibility of Luz not reciprocating any feelings she STILL didn’t know whether or not even exist!

Amity had to make this right. She just HAD to.

She made it to the woods, but lost sight of Eda. Just then, she heard some kind of blast and figured that Eda had caught up to them. She went towards the source, and came across the other students and Principal Bump gathered behind some bushes. She went to see what they were looking at and saw Luz, Eda, and Grom several yards in front of them.

Whatever thoughts might have been going through Amity’s mind at that moment, her body started acting on instinct. And right now, it was telling her to protect Luz, no matter how dangerous it might be.

Deciding to act, Amity lept out from behind the treeline and rushed to put herself between Luz and Grom.

“Stay away from her!”

Just then, Grom reached out and grabbed a hold of her. Amity knew what was coming next.

“I'm sorry, Luz. I should have fought my own battle. I-”

Right then, Amity could feel Grom going through her head, searching for what it was that she feared the most. She could barely hear Luz calling out to her. And then, Grom had found what it was looking for.

Amity had felt Grom set her down. When she came to, she had seen that it had transformed into some kind of humanoid form, roughly around age if she had to guess. It reached into her pocket, took out the note, ripped it in half, and crumpled it right in front of her.

And with that, Amity had her answer. And it hurt even worse than she could have imagined. It didn’t matter how vague Grom’s form was. Deep down, she knew exactly who it was supposed to be. And while she knew it wasn’t the real them, she could still feel her heart shatter into a million pieces in that moment.

As Amity picked up half of the crumpled note, she saw Luz run over and pick up the other half. Well, looks like the secret was about to get out.

“You were afraid of getting rejected.”

And when Amity looked up at Luz, she could see her start to… smile?

“Amity, it's okay. What if I went to Grom with you instead?”

Had Luz not seen the half that had her name on it? Whatever the case, Amity started to feel as a weight was being lifted off of her.

“Really?”

“That’s what friends do.”

In all that time Amity had spent that day worrying about the idea of her now-confirmed crush turning her down, she had forgotten about one of things that she admired about Luz the most. Her kindness. All those times. At the covention, the library, fixing Willow’s memories. It was always Luz trying to reach out to her. There was no way she could see Luz deliberately hurting her like that.

With her worries eased, Amity felt a renewed sense of determination flow through her. There was a shapeshifting fear monster that needed to be dealt with. She knew that Luz would be by her side to face it together. And given the occasion, there was only one way she could think of at that moment.

“Well, then, if that's settled, may I have this dance?”

It was now Amity’s turn to reach out to Luz. And Luz seemed more than happy to accept. They joined together, and it was as if something had clicked in that moment.

The two began their dance, taking one step after another. Throughout it all, the two were in perfect sync, never missing a beat. It was like neither one needed to tell the other what to do next. Amity used the routine to cast a spell circle with her feet, rising her and Luz atop a giant abomination. They continued from there, with Luz placing her glyphs on the abomination before they leapt off, sending the abomination into Grom itself. At that moment, the glyphs start to take effect, causing various plants to bloom from Grom’s body. Finally, the two land, finishing off their routine in a flourish as Grom explodes behind them.

In Grom’s place, a tree stood before them. The two look in awe as tiaras appear on each of their heads. They look at each other and smile as, for the first time that night, all felt right.

“Sooooooo.... who did you wanna ask out?”

“Oh, it’s… not important.”

Amity tossed her half of the note aside. As amazing as that moment was, she still didn’t feel like she was ready to tell Luz. Not yet, anyway.

“And there you have it, folks. A happy ending for this year's Grom. Let's give a big hand to our Grom queens, Luz and Amity!”

Well, Amity was certainly caught off guard. She had been so caught up in the moment that she had forgotten there was anyone there besides her and Luz. Right then, the rest of the students and Principal Bump came out from behind the bushes and started cheering the two queens. As the two were lifted up by the crowd and started to make their way back to Hexside, Amity felt on top of the world.

---

Hexside gymnasium,

Not much later

Now that Grom had been taken care of, the rest of the evening went a lot smoother. More students had been dancing than before the main event. The photo line was even longer than before. Everything was going great.

...And then, there was Amity just standing off to the side.

“Hey, kid. Why the party-of-one?”

Amity looked to her side and saw Eda standing next to her.

“*SIGH* I know I should be thrilled that Grom was defeated. But… you were right. Luz got in over her head trying to help me, and she almost got hurt because of it. I should’ve done more to keep her from doing it, but I was too scared to face my own fear to do anything about it.”

There was a few seconds of silence before Eda spoke up.

“Look, don’t be too hard on yourself. Fear can be a powerful thing. Even for most powerful witches, having to face your worst fears can be intense. The importanting thing is that when the time came, you stepped up and were willing to face yours so that Luz would be safe. The way I see it, it all worked out in the end, didn’t it?”

“I suppose you’re right.”

“Also, speaking from personal experience these last few weeks, it gets harder and harder to say no to Luz when she offers to help. The kid’s just more endearing that way.”

“Heh, yeah.”

Amity would admit, trying to turn down Luz’s help was getting difficult for her at this point.

“Plus, I won’t lie. You two look rather cute together.”

...WHAT?

“Uh- W-well I mean, I g-guess it WAS a rather impressive dance routine, and I suppose Luz’s outfit COULD’VE been way more unusual than what it already was. But, um… Is it me, or is the room getting smaller?”

“Kid, you can save it. I’ve seen the way you’ve been looking at her all night. I’ve seen it plenty of times before with many different people.”

“...Oh.”

So it was that obvious.

“Listen, I’m not gonna tell her if you don’t want me to. That’s your business, so it’s up to you to decide when you’re ready.”

Huh. That’s actually pretty cool of her.

“Although, I will say this. You can’t wait for the right moment forever. ...But for now, I’d say enjoy tonight. Have fun with your co-Grom queen”

At that moment, Eda looked behind Amity.

“Speaking of which…”

“Get in here, Blight!”

Amity felt Luz yank her towards where the photos were being taken. She was so caught off guard, she could feel herself blushing. Right then the photographer spoke up.

“Say ‘Grom Fright!’”

“‘Grom Fright!’”

Amity realized that there were two other voices there that weren’t her or Luz. After the photo was taken, she turned to see that Willow and Gus had managed to get in as well. 

Maybe Eda was right. The worst part of the night was over with. Amity should be having fun with her friends. If Luz could be enjoying herself after everything that happened, then so could she.

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Blight Manor,

Later that night

The walk home that night had been surprisingly quiet. While Amity may have had a lot on her mind then, it was rather jarring to not hear a word from the twins. Although, given what she had heard, she couldn’t really blame them. Apparently their dates had stood them up. While they could be annoying a good amount of the time, she couldn’t help but feel a little bad for them. She was just glad that HER night hadn’t been as bad as she feared it would be.

As Amity made it to her room for the night, she decided to reflect on the evening. The night had certainly been eventful. Not just for her, but also Luz, if that one conversation was anything to go by.

*flashback*

“You really think Willow and Gus will be able to convince Bump to let you back into the dance?”

“We’ll see. Looks like I at least found one thing magic school and mortal school have in common. Otter suits are a ‘no’ at dances.”

“Yeah… Sorry you got kicked out because of it.”

“Eh. I at least got a picture in with it, AND I lasted longer than my last school dance. I still consider this a win.”

“Well, I guess that’s one way to look at it. So, just in case they can’t convince Bump, you want me to stay here until Eda’s done chaperoning?”

“I’d like that,”

There were a few moments of silence. Then, Amity figured this would be a good time to ask about something that had been on her mind since the fight against Grom.

“Hey, there’s something I wanted to ask about. But, you don’t have to answer if it makes you uncomfortable.”

“Well… I guess it depends on what it is.”

“That last form Grom took when you were going up against it. It wasn’t anything you had brought up while we were training. And from what I saw, you weren’t expecting it either.”

Luz looked uneasy for a moment. Did Amity cross a line? After a bit, Luz gave an answer.

“That last form that Grom took… That was my mom.”

“Your mom? Did something happen between you two? All I was able to hear from where I had been sitting in the stands was something about lying. What did she mean?”

“*SIGH* You know how I can be a bit of a weirdo at times?”

“Um… yeeeeeessss?”

While Amity didn’t like saying it after how close they had gotten, if Luz wanted the truth, she supposed it was only fair to tell her.

“Well, back home, it was starting to become a problem. My mom had decided to send me to a summer camp to help straighten out my eccentric tendencies. While I was waiting for the bus, Eda’s palisman, Owbert, got a hold of one of my Azura books. So I chased him to this old house, which actually turned out to be a portal to the Boiling Isles that Eda had been using.

Eda agreed to send me back if I helped her and King with something. After I helped her, she held up her end of the deal. ...But I decided I wanted to spend some time in the Isles so that she could teach me magic. And the rest is history.

While I’ve still been able to keep in touch with my mom through my phone, I still haven’t told her where I am or what I’ve been up to these last several weeks. I feel bad about having to lie to her, and I know I’ll have to tell her eventually. But, I still don’t know how, when, or even IF I’ll be able to tell her.”

To say Amity was surprised would be an understatement. To think that Luz has been having to deal with this for weeks… No wonder she looked so freaked out when Grom took that form.

“...Wow. I had no idea.”

“Yeah. I know I should have brought it up during training so I could’ve been better prepared. But, I guess I thought that I could distract myself from one big fear with another. Guess we both know how well that turned out.”

It was then that Amity remembered what Eda had said to her earlier.

“Well, as someone rather wise told me, you can’t wait for the right moment forever. Maybe at least start with trying to open up to her a bit more.”

“...yeah, maybe you’re right. Thanks Amity. I felt good to talk about this with someone other than King.”

“Did he have any advice?”

“Well… sort of. But, I think yours was more helpful.”

“Anytime.”

*end flashback*

It really put things into perspective for Amity. If she had been having a difficult time trying to tell Luz how she feels, she imagined that Luz was feeling even worse. She hoped that Luz would be able to work it out somehow.

As she took off her tiara and placed it in her hope chest, Eda’s words ran through her head once more. ‘You can’t wait for the right moment forever.’ Amity knew that at some point, Luz was going to have to leave the Boiling Isles and go back to her realm. She didn’t know when, but she knew that it was certain. How will she know if she’ll be ready by the time that happens? It looked like all she could do for now was make the most of her time with Luz and hope for the best.

But, Amity would choose to worry about it tomorrow. For now, it had been a long night, and she needed to get some rest. As she got ready for bed, she thought about everything that night had been. Intense, nerve-wracking, and scary for sure. But most of all, that night had been… enchanting.

#the owl house #toh #luz noceda #amity blight #lumity #luz x amity #eda clawthorne #king toh #willow park #gus porter #edric blight #emira blight #principal bump #enchanting grom fright #fanfiction #fanfic

[boku-no-imagine-acadamia]

Oh i have a fun request can u do a kiri x reader body swap and the fun part is that he has a crush on the reader but hasnt asked them out yet and when the switch happens he becomes all shy and adorable

Oooooooo, this is fun. I like this very much. ~Bea

Kirishima

Panic. Absolute panic.

Him, a manly man, stuck in a woman’s body. Not only a womens body, but his crush’s body. Oh dear god.

More panicking ensues when he realizes that you have his body.

There’s so much stuff he doesn’t want to to find out about him. Like how his hair isn’t naturally spiky, or the fact that he wears eye liner.

Kirishima tries to keep it a secret, but Iida finds out and makes a “necessary class anouncement” (it wasn’t necessary)

When the Bakusquad finds out, your in trouble. Or, hes in trouble. You’re fine with it.

Kaminari and Mina pull out there phones as the squad tells you things to say.

“Say you have shitty hair.” “My hair is the shittiest.”

Or your personal favorite. “My name is Kirishima ‘the rock’ Ejiro.”

He walked in on you saying all these phases and just kind, blushed. He wasn’t mad, he was just suprised that you enjoyed being in his body so much.

The hardest part was when night time came. Aizawa was unsure of how long the quirk would last, so you had to decide how sleeping would work.

In the end, it was decided that you would stay in Kirishima’s room, and him in yours, simply because your clothes would not fit Kirishima.

This is when you happened upon a major problem: changing. It was one thing to see him shirtless, but changing into pajamas? Ok no.

After a long internal battle. I mean you had seen him shirtless before, so you decided to change.

When you opened his dresser, you spotted a book that said KEEP OUT in bold red letters. Now, you didn’t wanna invade his privacy, but then again he has complete access to your panty drawer, so you grabbed his pajamas and the book.

You opened the book to a random page, which was dated from a week ago, and began to read.

Dear Diary, today i had a super manly day! I got to train a bunch and i even got Bakugou to smile at me! Isnt that cool?! You giggled at his childish antics. Even better, i got to talk with y/n! We sat together during lunch and dinner! Oh, you remember this, it was really fun to talk with him. She’s sooooooo amazing. She told a bunch of jokes then told me how manly i looked during training. I of course flirted back, (that’s definitely not what happened) and she blushed. Im totally gonna ask her out soon! Shes just so incredible, i just wanna smooch her to death! Anyway, gotta go! -Kirishima

You stared in shock for a moment, then began to blush. Kirishima, the boy you’ve liked since the beginning of the year, wanted to smooch you to death.

You put the book back in the dresser and laid on the bed, sleeping happily to the thought that your feelings were reciprocated

Kirishima, on the other hand, was struggling for what felt like hours over wether or not he should change into pajamas, until he called Bakugou. At 11:00 pm. When he’s asleep. He was told to man up and shut the fuck up.

Kirishima decided to man up and just change. He closed his eyes and took your shirt off, when he felt a snap.

Your bra came unclamped.

He panicked.

He knew that he couldn’t re-clip your bra without opening his eyes, but he knew you would probably never forgive him if he found out that he had looked at you.

He decided to screw it and took the bra off completely, opting to quickly tug a shirt on and go to bed as a blushing mess

Lucky in the morning, you woke up in your bed, which means you got your body back.

You’re first mission was to ask Kirishima out. Unfortunately, he seemed to be avoiding you.

You were confused.

Had you done something wrong?

Did he find out you read his diary?

Did he see your body and realize he doesn’t like you anymore?

You decided to confront him about it at lunch.

“Kirishima!” You call as the boy turns his head nervously, “can I talk to you in the hall?” This gained the Bakusquads attention, as they were all aware of his crush on you. He nodded nervously and followed you silently into the hallway where you turned and spoke, “I like you, I know you like me, lets go out.” You spoke simply.

Kirishima blushed and sputtered, running a hand through his hair. He continued to sputter for a moment, then he nodded. He mumbled something, and you asked him to speak up. “Can i kiss you?” He said quietly. Ah, such a gentleman. You nodded and leaned in where you were met with soft lips brushing against yours.

You opened your eyes and pulled away, where you were met with a blushy Kirishima looking anywhere but you. You smiled lightly and took his hand, leading him back to the cafeteria.

After you sat down, Kirishima took a drink of his water and you asked, “by the way, why did i not have a bra on when i woke up?”

Needless to say you had a stuttery kirishima for the remainder of lunch.

Thanks for the request! Requests are always open! ~Bea

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[blackhakumen]

Mini Fanfic #297: Relaxing Date (Street Fighter)

The Masters Residents....

Sakura: (Sighed Relaxingly as she snuggle next to Sean on a blanket while watching TV in the living room) It feels sooooooo good to finally get off from work.

Sean: (Nodded in Agreement) Tell me about it...I like training and all, but even I need some R&R every once in a while.

Sakura: Yeah.....So how was your training for today anyways, Sean-kun?

Sean: Decent. I'd jogged, did push-ups, played some Basketball, watch some Kung Fu movies for learning tactics, and etc. How's work?

Sakura: Pretty normal for the most part. (Gives Sean an adorable look) I'd missed you though~

Sean: (Blushes a Little while Chuckling Lightly) Seriously? You know you're always able to see me in the mornings and after you get off from work, right?

Sakura: I know...but I just... miss spending actual time with you, you know? Like, times where I don't have to worry about work stuff or fall asleep whenever I had an exhausting day.

Sean: Yeah....I think I get where you're getting at here....(Smiles Softly) On the bright side, at least we have all the time to ourselves for the rest of the week.

Sakura: (Smiles Brightly) I know, right?! (Snuggles Close to Sean) And I am gonna to enjoy every single moments of them with you, Sean-kun!~ (Gave Sean a Peck on the cheek)

Sean: Yeah. Me too-

???: (Giggles Softly) Well aren't you two kiddos just cutest right now!~

Sean: (Yelps in Surprise as he turns and see Ken's wife standing inches away from the sofa with a smile) M-Mrs. Masters?! W-What are you doing here?

Sakura: (Happily Waves at Eliza) Hi, Mrs. Masters.

Eliza: Oh, I was just checking up on you two love birds and see if you're enjoying the rest of the evening together. (Happily Place Sean and Sakura's meal on the coffee table in front of them) I even made you kids dinner for the occasion.

Sakura: Aww... That's so sweet, Mrs. Masters. Thank you.

Sean: Yeah....But you really didn't have to do this for us, Ma'am. I was about to order the two of us Chinese food later on.

Eliza: (Smiles Softly) It's really no trouble at all, Sean. No need to waste your money when you have a pretty decent cook in the house, am I right?

Sean: I guess....but-

Eliza: (Ruffles the top of Sean's hair) Then you have nothing to worry about here. Just enjoy your meals and relax for the rest of the night, 'kay?

Sean: Alright.

Sakura: (Gave Eliza a thumbs up) Yes, ma'am!

Eliza: Good. (Walks towards the stairs) Now, if you kids need me, I'll be in my bedroom. Oh and one more thing....

Sean/Sakura: Hm?

Eliza: Try not to do anything I wouldn't do, 'kay?~ (Gave the two love birds a playful wink)

Sakura: (Giggles Softly as a bit of Blush appearing on her cheeks)

Sean: (Blushes in Embarrassment) Goodnight, Mrs. Masters!

Eliza: (Giggles Softly as she went up the stairs)

Sean: (Facepalms) Honestly....

Sakura: (Gently Rubs Sean's arm) Oh come on, Sean-kun. I'm sure she just joking is all.

Sean: I know..... Doesn't make it any less embarrassing....

Sakura: That is true in some cases....

???: Hey, guys.

Sakura: (Gasps in Delighted once she sees Ken's son, Mel, standing few inches away from the other side of the sofa) Hi, Lil' Mel!

Sean: (Smiles Softly) Hey, kiddo. How are you today?

Mel: Pretty good. So umm....how are you guys?

Sean: Decent.

Sakura: (Smiles Brightly) I'm doing great! It's nice to finally be back here for the rest of the day.

Mel: Cool. I missed seeing you, Big sister Sakura.

Sakura: Awww, Mel~ (Gives Mel a sisterly hug) I missed seeing you too, buddy.

Mel: (Blushes a little as he received his hug) That's cool....

Sean: Hey, so...you need anything, Lil' bud, or....

Mel: Oh! Uh...I was just checking up on you guys. You know because...I haven't seen either of you all day and-

All sudden....the song called "Songbird" by Kenny G starts playing in the living room.

Sakura: Wait.....Is it me....or am I hearing a Saxaphone right now?

Mel: Uhhhhhhhhhhhh.....I don't know......(Shrugged) Must've been your imagination, sis.

Sean: (Gives Mel a "Really?" Look once he saw Mel's phone lighting up on his pocket) Mel, are you playing Kenny G on your phone right now?

Mel: (Quickly Starts to lie) What Phone?

Sean: (Points to Mel's Pocket)

Mel: Ohhhhhhhh! The phone in my pocket!

Sean: (Slowly Nodded)

Mel: (Took the phone out of his pocket) Didn't know it was on the whole time. (Chuckles Awkwardly) Pretty silly of me to leave it on like that huh?......

Sean: (Raised an eyebrow)

Sakura: (Giggles Softly)

Mel: You know, if it's alright with you guys....(Place his phone on the coffee table) I'mma leave this here for the night. Since you're into Kenny G and junk.

Sean: No we're-

Mel: ('Fake Yawning') Wish I could hangout with you guys more, I gotta head to bed soooooooooo.......(Sprint Towards upstairs) Goodnight!

Sakura: Goodnight, Lil' Mel! See you in the morning! ('Sigh') So cute~

Sean: ('Sigh') They really wanted to make some romantic date for us here, huh?

Sakura: Pretty much. Not that I'm complaining or anything. This is nice.

Sean: Yeah but..... don't you think it's a bit....I don't know.... unnecessary or something?

Sakura: They're only trying to look out for us, Sean-kun. And besides, don't you think this is better than spending money on a movie or restaurant that might be expensive at their own right?

Sean: Probably....But I still wanna buy you a Valentine's present at least....

Sakura: ('Gasps') Oh my gosh! Really?!

Sean: Yeah. But I'm not really sure if you'll like it or not....

Sakura: (Smiles Softly as he gently hold Sean's hand) Hey... I'll love whatever gift you give me. But if I'm being totally honest here, the one thing I want for Valentine's this year (and every year for that matter) is the spend the rest of the holiday with you.

Sean: (Eyes Widened) You really mean that, Sakura?

Sakura: Of course. (Slowly Gives Sean a loving kiss on the lips) I love you so much, Sean-kun~

Sean: (Blushes while Smiling Softly) Y-Yeah.....I love you too, Sakura~

???: Awwwwww~

Sean: (Turns and sees Eliza and Mel ease dropping them upstairs) W-Would you two go to bed already?!

Eliza: (Giggles Softly as she made her way back to her bedroom) Sorry, kiddos!

Mel: (Sprints away to his room) Bye!

Sakura: (Giggles Softly) I love this family.

Sean: (Blushing in Embarrassment) (Geez... They're even worse than my family....)

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#street fighter #sean matsuda #sakura kasugano #eliza masters #mel masters #sakura x sean #a lot of fluff #the whole masters family ship sakura and sean hard lol #Valentine's Month #have to edited it again to make it perfect. sorry about that

[sigritandtheelves]

Sooooooo how about some more of simple?

Here ya go. Sat on this one a while, sry.

Simple

Chapter 9

Other Chapters:  One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight

PG-13 | 2.3k wds | pre-XF AU | MSR, Melissa/Samantha

A/N: Another wee bit of uncustomary angst, but we’re rounding toward a resolution. They just gotta sit with they feelings a bit, ya know?

_+_

March, 1990 - Baltimore

It was late and the TV was muted and there were takeout containers on the coffee table. The two of them were entwined on the couch: work clothes abandoned for soft cottons, hair pulled back, soft cheek touching cheek amidst the sofa cushions. Samantha held Melissa’s hand in her own, splayed the fingers, pressed their palms and aligned their digits, measuring—her own a few millimeters longer.

“You think I’m too young?” She asked, voice husky and quiet.

Melissa shook her head, brought Sam’s knuckles to her lips. “No, it’s not that.”

“You’re worried about your family. About the legality of it. About the rest of the world.”

“Not all of that. I worry about you.”

Sam looked up, searching for the knot of worry in her partner’s face. “Why me?”

With a sigh, Melissa pressed their foreheads together. “You had a difficult childhood. A lot of that will probably come back up. Some of it may even be shaping this desire right now.”

Samantha frowned, not particularly fond of this psychoanalysis. “My childhood wasn’t so bad.”

“Sam.”

“So you think I want to fix my broken past with a baby? It’s not that, Melissa.” Fierce brown eyes met blue. “That might be your worry, but it isn’t true. If I were desperate to create some nuclear-family bandaid, don’t you think I would have married some sensitive guy with a trust fund right out of Brown and been miserable by 25?” Melissa frowned, then chuckled and shook her head. She’d seemed hesitant to have this talk, brushing it off for weeks, and Sam couldn’t figure out why. At Christmas she’d seemed excited about the idea, and they had even started looking into clinics. Sam leaned closer, placed a kiss over Melissa’s heart. “I want this because I love you. And I think we’d be really good at it.”

Melissa’s arms came up around Sam’s shoulders and she breathed another deep sigh. “We would be good at it,” she said. “You’re so damned cute with kids.”

“I love them.”

“I know you do. And I love you.”

“So what’s wrong?”

A brief pause. “I… I’m not sure. Something feels off.”

“With us?”

Sam could feel Melissa thinking, trying to psychically work things out in that way she had, to intuit her way to the truth. “I don’t think so,” she said finally. “I don’t know.”

Pushing up on one elbow, Sam lifted her head so they were eye to eye, watched Melissa’s face for some sign of doubt (in her, in them), but found none. “We don’t have to rush,” she said. “I trust your intuition.”

Melissa touched her cheek, kissed her once on the lips. “But you want this. I know.”

Sam nodded and leaned in for another kiss. A moment later, there was a knock at the door and the two women regarded each other in puzzlement. Sam glanced at the clock: almost eleven. She pushed herself up from the couch and went to the peephole. “It’s Fox,” she said, and pulled open the door.

He looked terrible. His eyes were red and his face was unshaven. He appeared not to have showered for a few days. “Oh my god,” she said. “What happened?”

“C’n I come in?”

Brow furrowed, she stepped aside, then locked the door behind him. “Are you drunk?”

“No,” he said, then amended: “Only a little.”

Melissa appeared then, and her hands came up to cover her mouth in surprise. “What happened?”

Fox walked past them both, into the living room, and both women followed. They watched him collapse onto the couch. “She won’t talk to me,” he said, curling up on his side, head in the cushions. “She said we shouldn’t… talk right now.” His voice was muffled by the fabric and stuffing, but Sam heard it break.

Carefully, she sat down beside him. “You mean Dana,” she said, and he nodded. “Did something happen?”

This time his head shook side-to-side amidst the pillows, face still buried.

“I’ll make some tea,” Melissa said, heading toward the kitchen, but before she could leave, Fox pushed aside a pillow and looked at her.

“Melissa,” he said, desperation in his voice. “Did she say something? Did I do something?”

Melissa bit her lip and shook her head. “She didn’t say anything to me,” she said. “But Dana is… reserved about these kinds of things. Anxious.”

The look in his eyes was pleading, and Sam felt for her brother: so ready to love, so easily hurt. “She doesn’t want me,” he said. It was pitiful.

Again, Melissa shook her head. “She does. I promise. Let me make the tea, and then we can talk.”

—

It began after her recruitment visit, or maybe during. He could feel her pulling away, trying to forcibly cool the spark between them. First, she didn’t call, then wouldn’t answer her phone. He got hold of her a few times, told her he missed her, said he wanted to visit for her birthday. But she’d said, “What about your work?” And though he’d wanted to protest that he didn’t care, she’d been right, because Diana called him the next day with another case. He sent Dana flowers, and she’d called to say thank you: polite, detached, a million miles away, rather than three-thousand.

“What is it?” He’d said, but she’d always said “Nothing,” until he’d finally broken down on the phone, got angry, got sad, and demanded she tell him.

“Dana, please,” he’d said. “Is it because I missed your calls? Was it my shitty apartment? Is there someone else?”

She’d frozen, silent on the line for almost a whole minute, before she’d answered. “I think,” she said, her voice tight and restrained, “I think it’s probably not good for either of us to be together. Not if I’m going to the Academy while you’re working important cases for higher ups.”

“Why the hell not?” He’d practically shouted. He’d thought he heard a swallowed sob, but he was too angry to think about what it meant.

Now, at his sister’s house, Sam hovered, her hand on his shoulder, while he recounted the whole story.

“When was this?” Melissa asked.

“Two days ago,” Fox said into his palms.

Melissa swallowed a sip of her own tea and considered what he’d said. “She’s worried because you’ll both be at the FBI, because she’ll be in training and you’re an agent.”

He hadn’t considered this, and it made him raise his head to look at her. “It’s not like I’ll be her superior. I don’t do any teaching, and I’ve been working out of the Hoover building the last few months. Miles from Quantico.”

“Is there any reason it could make things hard on you? Either of you?”

“No,” he said, adamant. “The FBI doesn’t even have a policy about relationships.”

“Did you tell her that?”

Fox frowned. No, he hadn’t told her that. He hadn’t realized he needed to. “I didn’t think it mattered. I didn’t think it would matter.”

He’d spent the last month in agony, and now he felt like there were hot coals in his chest. What did she think could happen? What did she think he would do?

Beside him, Samantha sighed. “Probably because of that other guy. Daniel.”

Fox looked at her, struck. “Who?”

He caught a look between the two women, caught Melissa’s surprise, a kind of wide-eyed uh-oh. “She didn’t tell you?” Sam murmured.

“Tell me what?” Now he was starting to panic. “Who’s Daniel?”

Melissa breathed deeply and sat down on the armchair across from him. “It’s not really my story to tell,” she said, but perhaps reconsidered after she saw what look must have been on his face. “She’d been dating a  doctor, one of her instructors, before she met you. He confronted her and made some threats—to her career and her reputation—just before she came out for her interview.”

“Wha—“ but he was speechless. Threats. Just before she flew out… oh. And he’d missed her calls in that time, hadn’t talked to her until after she’d been dragged through the halls of the Hoover building by countless stern-looking men. Dana who, he was sure, owned precisely one suit and had been expecting a life in scrubs and sneakers until just a week before. Shit. It was starting to make sense to him—her fear, her need to push him away. “Oh god,” he said. “Why didn’t she tell me?”

At this, Melissa smiled: knowing and sad. “Dana has always been one to carry her own burdens. And then some. She told me about it, but I think that was about the limit of her opening up.”

Fox thought of her in his apartment, distant, but leaning into his touch; quiet, but desperate to be close. “What do I do?” He asked, perhaps more to himself than to either of the women.

“Talk to her again,” Sam said, but Melissa was shaking her head.

“No,” the other woman said. “Don’t push. She’ll only push back” She chewed her lip, then took another sip of her tea. “Can you be patient? Will you wait for her to come around?”

Fox laughed into his palms, fingers splayed across his forehead. “I can’t promise to be patient,” he said, lifting his head. “But I’d wait forever.”

Sam hooked her arm through his and rested her head on his shoulder, nothing but sympathy in her eyes. “Oh Fox,” she said. “It’ll be okay. Just let her know you’ll wait until she’s ready.”

He slept off the worst of his misery in their guest room, a space that held the fond, if painful, memory of their first lovemaking. If pressed, he’d say he didn’t cry into those pillows that night. He was a grown man with a good handle on his emotions, not some lovesick Romeo. That’s what he’d say, anyway.

—

Stanford

Dana punished herself with long hours at the gym. She kept thinking the words fitness test and remembering austere hallways lined with square-jawed giants. She pinched at the flesh of her upper arm, timed her miles, practiced her push ups, even though she hated them. She stopped putting sugar in her coffee. She woke at five. She did her rounds without complaint and took extra shifts when she could. By the time she climbed into bed at night, she didn’t have the energy to think about anything else. That was her plan, at least.

Her birthday flowers sat in yellowing water on her table: purple daisies with drooping petals, a half-dozen wilted roses, brittle baby’s breath. She refused to throw them out, thinking there was some cold metaphor in their slow decay.

Every time her phone rang, a jolt of fear shot up her spine. Maybe the FBI, rescinding their invitation. Maybe Daniel, calling to threaten her again. Maybe Fox, angry with her and demanding answers.

When it rang on Saturday evening, she was eating a limp spinach salad on her couch, listening to The Cure’s “Pictures of You” on repeat and pretending she was fine. She turned down the stereo and answered with no small amount of trepidation.

“Hi Dana.” Melissa’s voice said, soft.

“Hi,” she said, somewhat surprised. “How are you?”

“Oh, I’m fine, mostly. What about you?” By the way she asked, Dana knew she knew something. Her eyes narrowed and she scooped dead flower petals off her small table. They sat in her palm like twisted tissue paper.

“Fine,” she said.

“Mm hmm.” There was a brief pause. “Fox stopped by last night.”

Dana tried to stop the strangled sound that clambered out of her mouth, but she didn’t catch it in time, so she cleared her throat to cover it. “Oh.” She swallowed. “Is… is he okay?”

“Well, Dana, not really.”

“Oh.”

Rather than walk to the trashcan, she dropped the petals back onto the table and sat down. “Did he seem angry?”

There was a heavy sigh on the other end of the line. “No, Dana. He seemed heartbroken. Why didn’t you talk to him about what happened?”

Against her will, Dana felt her eyes burn and her lower lip wobble. It was a moment before she could answer. “I couldn’t,” she said. “He wouldn’t… what would he think? How could I explain about Daniel?”

“With words, Dana. Words about your feelings and why you were scared and how you missed him and wanted him to be there for you.”

“You make it sound easy. What if I scare him away?”

“So instead you push him away? Besides, you wouldn’t. He loves you.”

“No he doesn’t.”

There was laughter on the other end of the line, dumbfounded, eye-rolling laughter. “How can you… he… Oh, Day.”

From farther away, shouted toward the phone, Samantha’s sing-song voice: “He’s in love with youuuu! He wants to marry you and make little Fox-and-Dana babies! Caaallll him.”

At her words, Dana broke into a laugh, but one that was also a half-sob. She covered her face with the hand not holding the phone.

“Sorry,” Melissa said. “Sam’s been at the zinfandel and she’s loopy.”

“Have nooot!” Sam’s voice called, sounding farther away this time.

“Just call him, okay? Tell him you want to talk. You get a break at the end of the month, right?”

“Yeah.” The laugh-sob had faded, but her voice still sounded wet. She cleared her throat again.

“Good. Maybe you can visit?” Melissa’s voice softened. “We love you both. Don’t fuck it up because you’re scared, okay? Call me if you need to talk.”

“Okay,” Dana said, swiping at her eyes. “Sorry I’m so stupid about these things.”

“You’re not stupid. You just need to talk to him. You know, about feelings. With words.”

A little chuckle. “Right.”

“Love you, Day.”

“Love you, too.”

And they hung up.

Dana tossed out the rest of her salad, pulled the ice cream from the back of the freezer, and rewound her cassette. Feet up on the couch, double chocolate fudge on her spoon, she stock-piled her courage against the sound of Robert Smith. She’d call him tomorrow.

— end chapter 9 —

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[kmp78]

The story.

The story behind the hotel piccies, I mean!

Originally I had no clue where they might even be staying, since Oulu has exactly zero 5* hotels so I was kinda skeptical about JL/SL staying there overnight at all - in fact, I still think they might have only flown into town on Saturday just prior to the gig, but let´s get to that a little later! 😜

Anyway, as I stepped off the train I didn´t really have a plan in place which would have maximized my odds of running into the Letos, so I just bounced around town for a few hours - until I saw that Stevie had posted a snapshot of their hotel´s courtyard and BOOM! I recognized it as one of the central business hotel-type establishments. Not a 5* hotel by any means, but good enough for the crew obviously! 😆

So I chose to swing by the hotel as it was right around the corner, and indeed I was able to spot that errand girl Jackie and some other roadie dude goofing on bikes on the courtyard - and pretty soon SA also swerved in. I didn´t approach any of them because... why would I? Meh. Who cares. 😴

Nothing more seemed to be happening at the hotel tho so I split and went on with my day until a few hours later as I was making my way towards the marina again and I realized that the hotel was once again just around the corner, so I decided to do a little “drive-by inspection”, if you will! 🤭

And whaddya know! Who do I spot approaching the hotel? 😳

Only one of the most fervent...well, let´s just call her a “megasuperduper fangirl”. You know, the type who tours the globe after Mars and does 93 M&Gs per tour etc... 🙄

I´m not naming names here but you all know her and she has been discussed here many times. 😉

Anyway, I see she just waltzes into the hotel like no biggie (I know she didn´t stay at that hotel because she had posted from another hotel a day earlier), which got me thinking that... well, if SHE can just go into a hotel she´s not staying in, then why can´t I? 🤷🏼‍♀️

And thus I boldly followed her in - aaaaaaand almost had a stroke when I glanced at the gaggle of triad shirt-wearing females sitting around on sofas in the corner because among them was ANOTHER “megasuperduper fangirl” who is also very famous in our circles. Again, not naming names but you all know her too... 🙊

Well, “FOR REASONS” I was not about to go over there or hang around anywhere near their little sofa circle so I went and took a seat in the lobby´s kiddie play section which not only offered a power outlet for my phone but also a direct view to the elevators and main lobby. 🤟

After maybe 15 minutes or so, the echie group was suddenly summoned by SMG and led to one of the conference rooms to the side of the lobby. 

Yes I am a bit slow, but only then it clicked why that group was here. The M&G was taking place at the hotel! DOH! 🤦🏼‍♀️

For some reason I had assumed it would be at the festival backstage area like mine was in Getafe, but nope! It was at the hotel - which naturally meant that if the fans were lead to the room via the main lobby, the “band” would be too... 😯

Side note: the M&G group was TIIIIIINY! Maybe 15-18 people tops...

After the group left, mars crew activity in the lobby intensified: Matty Vogel was coming in and out with huge trunks and bags and and and some random roadie was telling him how amazing the sunset had been in Oulu the night before - confirming my suspicions that Matty had not spent the night in Oulu...

And if Matty only arrived earlier that day, I´m pretty sure so did the Letos! 🤷🏼‍♀️

SMG also popped out to the lobby and looked around all confused, obviously looking for someone but failing in it so she went back in.

Then Kenny came down to the lobby reception to ask about the wifi not working (uh oh...), and then asked them for an extension cord and scissors (ooookay...) and MAAAAAAYBE HAPPENED TO DROP THE NUMBER OF THE ROOM WHERE A CERTAIN SOMEONE WAS STAYING...😳

Oh Kennyyyyyy... Maybe keep that information a little more hush-hush...? 🤨🙉

Well, I chose not to climb up and go kick down the door for room 62X because I had already secured a nifty spot on the lobby couches so Messiah was quite safe, I assure you! 🤭

Then Kenny headed to the M&G room right past me - and let me tell you, that tiny lady looked exhausted as hell... Yawning wiiiiidely and looking slightly disheveled while constantly checking her phone. 😣

Soon she returned from the M&G room and headed up, and then in turn that new chick Jackie came down and sat down right next to me (I kept my headphones on and fiddled with my phone but I could still hear her audibly sighing (one of those annoyed-stressed sighs... Gee wonder who might be the cause of such deeeeeeeep sighs...🤔)

Only a few moments later the elevator doors pinged and...

They walked SOOOOOOO close to me, SL legit could have tripped on my foot (that´s my leg/knee you can see at the bottom...) 😂

When the door to the M&G room was opened, I could hear the group SINGING (I think it was WoW but can´t be sure) which is EXACTLY what Reni asked us to do in Stockholm as well, because apparently that would make the band arrive faster...

Childish much? 🙄

Also... THAT PESKY CHARLES MANSON THING JUST KEEPS CREEPING BACK INTO MIND... 😶

Anyway, I decided to double my odds of Letospotting and stayed put for the duration of the M&G, and soon I was joined by 2 Finnish drivers waiting for the band/crew to take them to the festival.

They kept chatting about how the band had ordered food to be brought backstage, but wanted it IN THE MIDDLE of their set, which made no sense to them... 🤔

And me either! 🤷🏼‍♀️

Oh except if the food items were also meant for the band´s... special guests waiting in the backstage area...

Hmmm.

Suddenly I heard noises coming from the M&G room´s direction, and I realized the event was over and got ready to get my pap on again...

JL was being EXTRA animated and lecturing Jackie about who knows what...

He def was into it, whatever “it” happened to be. 🤷🏼‍♀️

Interestingly enough, the hotel also housed a girl´s soccer team as well as other randoms, and NO ONE was allowed to use the lifts when the band was on the move!

Can´t risk those germs from normals, obviously! 🤢

MAJORLY IMPORTANT SIDE NOTE!!!!!!

It felt like a really short time that the Letos spent in that room, so I checked time stamps on my pics.

The pics of them walking in were taken at 20:25, and the pics of them walking out at 20:50, which means that THE M&G IN ITS ENTIRETY AKA THE Q&A SESSION AS WELL AS THE PICS TOOK ONLY 25 MINUTES!!!

I shit you not, folks. 😶

TWENTY-FIVE MINUTES.

Granted there were less than 20 people in attendance, but that´s no excuse! In fact, had it lasted the standard 45-50 minutes, the people who had paid $300-700 for that event could have gotten an extremely cool and personal experience with plenty of time for everyone´s questions, general chat and perhaps most importantly: the pic session would not have felt like a rushed cattle drive!

But... there it is. 🤷🏼‍♀️

Twenty-five minutes is all you get for a shit ton of money, guys!

Thank the friggin´ lords above I didn´t buy a M&G because HOLY SHIT.

HOOOOOOOOOLY SHIT!!!!!

Ugh. 😑💸

After the Letos disappeared upstairs, I chose to abandon my post and finally head out to the festival grounds (all the M&G folks left too so I figured if they dared to leave their Messiah, I might as well...)

Cut to an hour later, at 22:31 (only 1 minute after scheduled kick-off time whaaaaaaaaat...?!?! 😱), Monolith started booming from the speakers and show got underway.

Nothing much to add about the concert that wasn´t already mentioned in that review I posted earlier... You can still check the recording from the show on my IG for a few more hours! 😉

It really was exactly as lazy and re-re-re-re-re-re-reheated as we all suspected it to be - even down to the inbetween-song quips. 😴

“Has anyone ever heard of a song called The Kill?” 

Has anyone NOT heard that sentence before?! 😒

Doubtful. 🤷🏼‍♀️

The only memorable differences I could notice were that against all odds, SL's singing wasn't as bad as it has been previously, and that JL has graduated from shirts to hats:

Oh and of course that little outburst at Shayla was a nice touch. 👍

All in all, concert-wise I can't say I would have missed anything had I not gone to this one.

But the side events and whatnot...

Well, they were kinda amusing, not gonna lie! 😂😜

#concert review #sort of 🤷🏼‍♀️

[lavidaatravezdeunavion]

Week 3

June 30 

We had to be up and ready to go at 7:40am because today we were going to be driving to the Jesuit Missionaries about 3 hours away. Before the missionaries, we went to an amethyst mine. It was cool to hear about it and they said that they don't export the gems so the only way to get it is by buying directly. The gems were breathtaking! 

After another two hour drive we finally arrived at the San Ignacio's missionaries and ate at the comedor right in front. I got a pollo milanesa and a salad. I crushed the salad but the pollo was average so I didn't finish it. 

After lunch we toured the missionary. Our tour guide explained to us that these missionaries were sent to spread the word of God to the Guarani People. They had built multiple communities in the surrounding area including brazil and paraguay. Later they were taken out and some of the guarani people went back to living in the jungle. San Ignacio was abandoned and destroyed, so the restoration is only partial. It was cool to be able to walk through their common spaces and know that a couple hundred years ago there were indigenous people walking on the same grounds. 

The tour finished and we loaded up on the bus for the three hour ride back home. We ate dinner at the hotel and I got a pumpkin soup as a starter and let me tell you I was a little on edge because I’ve never had pumpkin soup but it was sooooo delicious. Since it was a starter they only gave me a little but I would’ve been happy eating a whole bowl of it, 9/10. For my main course I got the fish of the day which was “pacu” with a side of mashed potatoes. Mashed potatoes didn’t disappoint but the fish could’ve been better. Not my cup of tea. And for dessert I got a flan. 

After dinner we all went to bed since we had to get up even earlier to head to the waterfalls.

July 1

We left the hotel at about 7:30am and headed to the waterfalls that was only 30min from our hotel. We were trying to get on the first train up to the waterfalls so that it wouldn’t be as crowded on the lookout. It was perfect timing because as we wrapped up taking all of our pictures a crowd of people were walking up. If you are able to get on the first or second train in Iguazú falls it honestly will make taking pictures a lot easier. 

After we saw “la garganta del diablo” we went to the little store they had and I got an empanadas de espinaca y queso (spinach and cheese). When I paid for it the guy told me to be careful with the animals. But I realized that the birds here are VERY vicious. I stayed inside to eat my empanada but my professor went out to drink her coffee and eat her empanada and got attacked by some birds! This is why they have cages specifically made for people to eat in LOL. 

We did another trail to see the falls from a different angle and it was just mind blowing. 

After the trails we had little time for lunch. I didn’t want to eat too much because we were going to be taking a boat tour right after. From one of the comedores I got some chicken and rice. While on this trip there are two things that I really miss: rice and beans. They have rice here but they usually eat potatoes and beans are not very popular here so my Salvadoran blood has been a little sad.

Anyway we got on the boat and I definitely recommend doing it if you are able. They give you a waterproof bag to put your stuff in and I also recommend taking your shoes off and putting them in the bag. I was also wearing a poncho which helped protect me, but regardless you will get wet. They take you really close to the falls and you can take some pictures in front but then they tell you to put your phones away because they take you sooooooo close to the falls and get soaked!! 

Once the ride was over we got back on our tour bus and headed back to the hotel.

For dinner, we ate at the hotel and I got the pumpkin soup, salad and the chicken milanesa with a side of mashed potatoes. Pretty good meal, favorite of course was the soup.

After dinner some friends and I went to the store to get something to drink. I got a white boxed wine that was only 55 pesos! (~$1.30). If you were wondering, no I did not finish it. 

July 2

We were able to sleep this morning till about 9am since we had to leave the hotel at 10am. We got on the plane and headed back to Buenos Aires.

 After we got off the plane and back to the resi (which I sort of missed) we dropped off laundry and got a little snack.

Later that night we went to “Caracas bar” to watch the Brazil vs Argentina game. I got this drunk called guarapanita which was rum and fruit juice. I also got some tostones de carne which really hit. The bar was a really cool and had a big screen to watch the game on but unfortunately the energy in the bar was really off. If you don’t know Argentina lost and it was really sad :(.

July 3

I was so excited to wake up today because my sister was going to be coming to Buenos Aires! I got up at around 10:30 and went to brunch with some girls at this cafe called adobo. We ended up walking but then couldn’t find it and then google maps said it was twenty min away so we got a taxi but what we didn’t realize that there were two locations #whoops. Anyway the food was bomb. The bagel sandwich just hit differently and Nutella and banana French toast was to die for! 

After breakfast I went back to the resi and picked my things for our trip to Uruguay later that evening. I picked up my laundry and waited for my sister to arrive. Once my sister got there we went to exchange some money. I thought that Uruguay was going to be cheaper than Argentina for some reason but I was wrong. The exchange rate right now is about .55 Uruguayan peso for 1 Argentine peso. 

We went to a cafe near Plaza Serrano called “La Panera Rosa” and I got a Chicken Rigatti Pasta. It was honestly one of the best meals ive had. It really had a lot of sauce and contrary to what Future says you can really never have too much sauce.

After lunch we got in a taxi and headed to the port and got on a Buquebus. Which is a ferry and then a charter bus to Montevideo,Uruguay. 

We checked into our hostel and then I messaged a friend I had met back in 2016 through Amigos de las Americas a nonprofit organization that I volunteered for. When my friend said he'd love to meet up I was ecstatic! We went to a random cafe near by and got a Chivito, which is a typical Uruguayan sandwhich and of course some wine.

 After my friend Miqueas gave us a little tour of the city and we headed to a bar to get a night cap. 

July 4

Happy fourth of July!!

This morning we got up and checked out of our hostel since we would be traveling to Colonia later. We walked to a restaurant to get some “breakfast” even though it was 11:30 am. My sister and I shared a milanesa that came with two fried eggs and some fries and potato salad. No need to mention the restaurants' name there are probably better ones out there. 

After lunch, we headed to Montevideo Shopping because my friend works around there so he said he would meet us up after he got out. Sooo in the meantime, we got to walk around and window shop. 

Once my friend got out of work my friend took us to the coast to get a good view and he knew I had a blog so he wanted to make sure I got good pictures! ( Gracias Miqueas!!! <3) 

After the photo session, we headed to the bus terminal and got our tickets for the bus ride to Colonia. We decided to get a quick bite to eat in the terminal to this restaurant called “La Mostaza”. My sister and I shared Ravioli, which was pretty bomb. The filling for the ravioli was like spinach and it was different but definitely tasty.

Once we finished we headed back to the hostel to pick up our luggage and then got a taxi back to the terminal and then got on the bus for Colonia. Once we arrived to Colonia I was a bit nervous because I did not see too many taxis but luckily once we walked outside there was a stand and then headed to our hostel and went to bed.

July 5

Today we got to sleep in again and then got ready to go get some breakfast. We went to this cute coffee shop called “Colonia Sandwich and coffee shop”. I got a roast beef sandwich and some tea. The place was really cute and since its winter time here they had blankets for everyone who sat outside which definitely helped. 

There were a bunch of birds surrounding us it was a little scary but more cute lol.

After lunch we just walked around the town which is really small so it wasn’t too long. We saw a lighthouse and some cool views on the coast. 

Later we did some more walking and found the drawbridge that we couldn’t find earlier. We also gained a new friend along the way lol. 

We decided to get a little snack to hold us over so we could try and eat dinner at a “normal” time. (Dinner in Argentina and Uruguay is usually eaten around 9 or 10pm so its been something difficult to adjust too) We walked into this restaurant that was right in the center, I wish I could tell you the name but the sign outside literally just said “Restaurant”. Anyway my sister and I shared a Rice with seafood dish and some wine. I loveeeee seafood so this was a perfect combination for me.

 After we decided to walk and get some ice cream at Freddo which is a pretty popular chain here. We got a Dulce de Leche cone.

Much later we went to go get some dinner at a pizza place called “Napo” it was really delicious. You could even see them making your pizza. My sister noticed that the guy making the pizza had a hat on and said that's probably a health code violation but im still here so I guess it's not that big of an issue. My sister and I got a salad and a pepperoni pizza and some red wine. (forgot to take a picture of the pizza sorry!)

After we headed back to the hostel and went to bed.

July 6

Today we woke up and checked out of our hostel and then headed to go get some breakfast. We went to this cute cafe called “Picnic”. I got an orange juice and a caprese empanada and then my sister and I shared a donut which was nothing like ive ever had before 10/10.

Since we had basically seen all the important landmarks we walked around and went window shopping. After we decided to go do a wine tasting at a place called “Buen Suspiro”. We had tried to go there the night before but it was closed. We got some charcuterie and tasted four different wines: Rose, Sauvignon blanc, Cabernet Sauvignon, and Tempranillo. My favorite was the Tempranillo and a close second was the Sauvignon blanc. 

After the taste testing, we went back to collect our belongings and headed to the port to get on the ferry back to Buenos Aires.

Once we got back I helped my sister check into her hostel and then headed back to our resi to work on this blog because it was long overdue!

After I finally caught up we went to dinner at “La Robla”. I got myself a Milanesa with a salad and my sister got a Steak with some mashed potatoes and we shared half a liter of sangria. I didn’t know sangria is literally just wine and fruits lol, the more you know.

For dessert we got a banana split!

After dinner, we walked my sister home and then went to bed.

This week we’ve done a lot of traveling so im excited to be back in BA!

Hasta luego,

T.L.

[rayxnkh3]

Big City Big Fun

San Fransokyo. A world where the charm of the characters, the size of the world, and the enjoyment of the fights were all in perfect unison.

Story:

Taking a strange turn away from either telling the story of the film or doing an entirely new story, this world merges both by acknowledging plot points from the film and eventually resolving one (that in my opinion didn’t need to be solved but whatever) while telling an entirely new tale of Sora and the gangs involvement with the world.

Big Hero 6 admittedly feels very underrated in my book in the sense that I have only seen it once and while I very much enjoyed it, I didn’t go back to watch it for another time. After interacting with all of the fun quirky characters from the film I very much have a desire to re-watch the film. Baymax and Fred in particular brought a wide grin to my face frequently.

Sora’s interaction with the characters by claiming them the Keyblade Three was incredibly cringy but the idea of him inspiring the other heroes to create new attacks felt like a nice way of having the KH characters subtly impact the original worlds characters.

It really shows how much I have been conditioned to just shut up and go with it when an Org13 member gets revealed and it looks exactly like Riku. I know damn well that isn’t Riku and instead of being incredibly confused or engaged in trying to figure out who this person is, I kinda just shrugged and said, “Well, they’ll explain eventually, or not, I don’t care. Can I fight it?” KH’s story is so complex and confusing that I can barely keep track of all the twists and turns so when something like this happens all the time, it really loses it’s punch.

The ending really confused me as they made a big deal about Baymax dying. “Dying” being his chip getting destroyed, though to my knowledge wasn’t that chip not the one Tadashi made? Didn’t Hiro make that chip and add it to Baymax when he was trying to make him some sort of badass fighting robot? So you weren’t destroying Baymax, you were destroying the part of him you added and later into the film you regretted that you added. So you’re learning the same mistake of the film all over again? This really took the emotional weight out of the idea of losing Baymax as a character. I could be totally wrong in this so feel free to leave a response to help clear this up.

Design:

Before I even saw the layout of this world I knew that anything less than running around an entire city filled with climbable buildings and twisty roads would be a disappointment. My concern became how were they going to do this while limiting the size you can move to a reasonable programmable area, but make it look still like a huge city. Invisible walls, yes, but just running into an invisible wall breaks emersion quite rapidly. Their in between of giving me my giant world but making Hiro comment on how we should really stay close by so we don’t get lost and boxing us in was the perfect solution.

The buildings were fun to jump between, climb up, and discover all the small parts that one can easily miss as you rapidly move about the city. There was an insane amount of variability in building size, shape, color, and design to the point where it felt like an incredibly diverse iron jungle.

Okay, nitpick time, while I am sure there is a reason why we are pigeon holed into Hiro’s garage at set intervals of the story, I certainly don’t get it. You could have easily put a zone transition in part of the city and placed the garage there. Now, it’s possible that they wanted to stay true to the story and Hiro’s house wasn’t close enough to where this part of San Fransokyo was so going to and from the garage was just an implied flight away. Still, having this area cut off from the rest of the zone and forcing me to talk to Hiro to continue the story/go exploring felt a little stunted.

Mechanics:

Each fight, encounter, and boss felt incredibly varied and dynamic. Forcing us to use a culmination of many mechanics and skills to get the most out of each encounter.

The first training task, while still being an incredibly overplayed “go through the ring” event, was such a fun introduction to the diverse and massive city that they’ve made for the players. They never let any section of the ring fwooping (it’s a word) get too dull or stay the same. Moving from falling, to climbing, to grinding, to dashing, all while listening to the characters chime in kept me engaged and impressed. Such a simple overall setup done so incredibly well was a great addition.

When you create a boss in the middle of your level that’s more enjoyable than the final boss, I might raise an eyebrow and ask why, but won’t be complaining too hard. The dinosaur ball thingie (I’m sure it has a name but I much prefer to call heartless based off their animal counterpart) was such a joy to fight. The slow breakdown of it’s parts to reveal new attacks, thus forcing new strategies, was such a treat. They even forced him to retreat and let us fly over the skyline of San Fransokyo to catch back up to him. Changing the fight, changing the stage, and keeping things engaging, excellent boss fight.

The jury is still out on how I feel about forced losses in fights, but at least the forced loss doesn’t stick around too long to make a player feel powerless.

Sticking with the first ring challenge, the section where you have to free the Big Hero 6 members using different sort of attacks was just as enjoyable as the ring section for the exact same reasons, so I don’t need to praise it again.

Bosses, bosses, bosses, so many bosses in this world. The microbots (once you can actually fight them) was a fun boss that felt like a multi-stage boss without any large movements, cutscenes, or big design changes. It was a straight forward boss that kept changing forms, making new attacks and forcing new strategies. I would praise this boss for being just as good as dino-roo (the one from earlier in the level) but it just didn’t have as much variability and dynamic feel to it. Still, a good fight and so much better than...

Sooooooo the final showdown with evil Baymax... I would’ve been so much more lenient with this boss if riding around on Baymax felt more diverse or challenging. Baymax is a simple point and shoot, occasionally punch, sort of set up. Letting us have a Baymax v. Baymax showdown is a super cool idea, but when the entire fight is primarily just dodging and allowing your all powerful god-like robot do all the work, it really just doesn’t satisfy. Even more so when the earlier boss fights in this level were astoundingly good. If at any point Baymax took a hit and forced us to fight normally, I would’ve had a completely different opinion on this fight, but sadly, that isn’t what we got. What we got was a let down and a weak note to end on a world.

Final Thoughts:

San Fransokyo, through it’s massively fun world and fights was definitely one of my favorite levels throughout all of KH3. As  with every other world there were some definite sour notes but they threw so much at you in this world that I can easily forgive some unimpressive emotional moments and a wonky final fight.

Level of Enjoyment: Watching Wasabi’s “Laser” Blades cut through robotic heartless

#KH3 #kh3 spoilers #kh3 review #big hero 6 #gamedesign

[canaryatlaw]

alright, I’m tired so let’s write. Today was overall pretty good, some stupid insecurity worrying on my part, but overall good. I woke up to my alarm at 10:55, got ready and caught the bus, took the bus to the train to the DV courthouse. I sat and worked on my legal drafting assignment for probably about 10 minutes or so before getting summoned to take over a case from the morning shift that hadn’t made it to court before they broke for lunch. they tend to give me the more complicated cases because I know what I’m doing and I’ve handled a lot of crazy cases, especially when there are kids involved because they know that’s my thing. So I was picked to take over the case, even though there were like 5 other volunteers waiting for assignments. Most of the paperwork was filled out, and it was a super long affidavit stretching back years and years of just awful abuse. I mean, I’ve seen a hell of a lot at this job, but there are still some fuckers that manage to make me indignant, especially when they’re threatening children- often their own children. I won’t get into details, but basically the husband (they’re separated but not official divorced) would regularly threaten to kill all five of their kids, and referred to their one son as his “gay ass son” and that he would “punch the girl out of him” and the kid is like, six. So yeah, that got me kinda pissed. There was soooo much abuse documented though that I had no doubt the order would get granted, so having that assurance is always good. We just keep hitting little speed bumps that would cause a bit of a delay, so we wound up waiting for a while and filed our paperwork around 2 or so. She had with her her 8 month old daughter, who was just the cutest little thing. They don’t want kids in the courtroom, so they had me go in and hand in the paperwork while she waited outside with the baby, and then when the case was called I got her and took over watching the baby. She was very well-behaved, didn’t cry or anything, so that was good. It was kind of annoying that I couldn’t hear what was going on in court just because I like knowing that, but soon enough she came back out with a bit of a confusing answer- they hadn’t actually processed the case yet, but sent her back with a note saying she needed to refile it under another case number- basically this whole big procedural mess about consolidating cases in parentage, divorce, and DV court. Apparently there were a few parentage cases going on between the different kids and a divorce was filed at one point, so basically we were under the impression we were supposed to file it under the earliest case, but then they decided they wanted one of the 2017 case numbers, so we had to go talk to the clerk’s office and fix that. I wasn’t mad really, I was more so just thoroughly annoyed because we had already spent so much time waiting. I’ve been mad at the results of court before and that is an entirely different feeling, lol. So after a little while we went back up to court and did the same thing again, when I came out the baby was sleeping, but after a little while she woke up and was good at first, but then she started crying and I was trying to get her out of her car seat so I could hold her, but the front part of it was pulled down so far I was having issues pulling her out, but thankfully at that point mom came back out and took care of it. The order was granted of course, not that I had any doubt it would be. It’s nice knowing that you have a slam dunk case every so often, it’s definitely not an every case thing but occasionally you’ll get one that you know is gonna get granted, and that’s pretty satisfying. So we came back down and did some quick debriefing, then I headed out. Took the train to the bus, which was super crowded because it was rush hour. I had taken the same bus home over the summer, but I had gotten on the bus further south than I was now so the bus wouldn’t be crowded yet and I could have my seat in the back and then watch it all crowd like crazy as it went north, but now I was getting on it further north and well, it was quite crowded. But I made it home a little before six, and decided I was going to eat some of the veggies I had in my fridge before they go bad. I had bought some kale with the intention of making kale chips, something I literally have not done since 2013 when I was in my kale obsessed phase (I go through phases where I’ll be really into one food and eat it constantly and then one day just stop and move on) when I was eating like, a head of kale a day, lol. So did that, and made a salad kit thing I had in the fridge, so lettuce and kale (plus some other stuff of course) and sad down to watch the flash. Another meh episode in my book, largely thanks to its focus on Ralph, who I am sooooooo bored of. With the whole wanting to kill DeVoe thing, but it being to protect the team, like was that supposed to be character development?? If so, it was pretty crappy development. The rest of the episode didn’t really do much for me, the ending fight scenes were cool but that was about it. Moving on though, I did love the Black Lightning season finale, and I’m sad their season is over now, because 13 episodes definitely isn’t enough. I’m glad Tobias wasn’t taken down and that we’ll see him again, because there’s definitely more story there. The scene with the whole family going to fight and defend themselves though, that was lit (pun intended, obviously). one of my tweets was “lol at them being like ‘WE ARE NOT PREPARED FOR BLACK LIGHTNING, PLEASE LET US LEAVE” and the official show account retweeted it so it has a hundred something likes now and like sixty retweets, lol. I thought it was clever. I love Anissa, she’s my girl, I’m totally with her on the whole we need to use our powers and skills to help and save people, but I also really liked Jennifer in this episode as she was figuring out how to use her powers and really just kicking so much ass, it was wonderful. I keep feeling bad for Lynn though, because we know this isn't what she wanted for Jefferson, much less for her two daughters, but they don’t really have a choice at this point. But yeah, I liked the episode a lot, my one complaint is that the season was too short to fully develop the plot line, and I think a few more episodes could’ve let them flesh it out a lot more and make the ASA more of a proper villain (though I will never be able to look at that acronym and not think it stands for “assistant state’s attorney”). The Pierce family just kicks so much ass, and I can’t wait to see what they do with a *hopefully* full season next year. When that finished I watched Rise since that had just aired. After tonight I can watch it live since BL is over. Decent episode, Auli’i’s voice on Momma Who Bore Me is just perfect, it seriously gave me chills and like, it’s such a good pick because the song was originally sung by Lea Michele, who also headlined Glee, which is arguably a major influencing force on the show. The teacher (I don’t even know his fucking name) tends to grate on me because he reminds me so much of Schuester, who I really did not like lol. What they did do well in this episode is contrast how important theatre is to kids and the major influence it has on their lives versus the lack of importance the adults in their life place on it, saying it’s “just a play” when to the kids it’s so much more than that. Like, looking back at the shows I was in in high school, I know they weren’t good, we weren't putting up flawless productions by a long shot, but being able to have that artistic expression, not to mention making up pretty much my entire friend group, really meant the world to me and I really don’t know if I would’ve survived high school without them, so that hit pretty close to home for me. When I finished that I decided to watch The Resident from the other night. Also a pretty good episode, I liked the whole professor seeing “ghosts” storyline, it was well done and I loved Mina’s interactions with her and the effect it had on the professor. The Lily plot was all very sad of course, and I know they’re probably just gonna amp it up from here, so there will be plenty more where that came from. When it was over I watched Jimmy Kimmel for a little before starting to get ready for bed and here I am. It’s past 1 and I’m pretty tired, so I’m gonna call it a night here. PT in the morning then my normal Wednesday classes, should be good. But yeah, that’s it. Goodnight darlings. Hope you had a lovely evening.

#daily journal #April 2018 #Rachel watches The Flash #Rachel watches Black Lightning