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flightfoot · 4 months

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Do you have any Felix fic recs?

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I Won't Let You by @generalluxun

After Gabriel's defeat, two individuals not party to the celebration run into each other, and find each other.

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In the Shadows by @19thsentry-blog

On one side is Luka, 140-year-old Snake Miraculous holder and keeper of the Guardian's secrets, on the other is Marinette Dupain-Cheng, a relatively newly minted hero of Paris and Guardian of the Miracle Box. Each is looking to fulfill their promises to their now gone mentors to reunite the Kwamis and keep them safe. Sounds simple--until you throw in a rocky start, the Atlantic Ocean, Félix Graham de Vanily, and a whole host of secrets…and suddenly simple becomes complicated (story of Marinette's life, right?).

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Succession Planning by @unecoccinellenoire

Félix has absolutely no interest in talking to anyone working for his cousin's father, but Nathalie Sancoeur is determined to make her request.

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to assess the equation of you by @marinetteplztakeabreak

“I’m not a wanted fugitive,” she said, dryly. “You could change that.” She wasn’t sure if he was joking. Wasn’t sure if she wanted him to be joking. She stared for a long second, as if she could read more into his intent in the pupils of his eyes. They stayed there for a long second, unblinking. OR: Félix and Kagami try to talk about that after credits scene in Pretension

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Found by @trishacollins

Chat Noir and Ladybug need to tie up some loose ends. Unfortunately, one of those ends is Felix.

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fruit filled garden maze by mooniecat3

A look into Félix' home-life in childhood.

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Trapped by @trishacollins

Felix asks to visit Adrien earlier, worried that his twin isn't responding to him on their bond. Gabriel catches him snooping and makes some assumptions about why. It gets worse from there.

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La nuit, tous les chats sont gris by @ninadove

In which the Cat Miraculous grants Adrien much needed freedom — even if he's not the one wielding it.

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Felix is Fine by SortaArtsy

Felix wakes up sick, but is determined to keep it under wraps. Kagami refuses to be fooled. Feligami fluff. Implied past trauma/ abuse, though nothing explicit. Set post S5 so there are SOME SPOILERS!

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Betcha On Land (They Understand) by @redundant-lava

As a young merman, Felix is fascinated by all things human. His father, the king of the ocean, has forbidden him from going to the surface, and Felix of course obeys. But when Felix accidentally crosses paths with a human princess, his whole world is turned upside down. What can he do to see her again? How can he escape his father’s control? (A Feligami Little Mermaid AU)

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Eat, Pray, Duck by @trishacollins

Gabriel Agreste split his twin sons apart when his wife died, keeping one with him and sending one to London with his sister. Unfortunately, the Supreme was not willing to let this be. He wanted a matched set. Felix is a weapon, a servant of the Supreme. On a mission to retrieve the stolen Miraculous. In a world that has outlawed kindness, sometimes the most dangerous person is the one who chooses it anyway.

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Boulangerella by @aidanchaser

Once upon a time, magic was wild. The two princes of the kingdom have been tasked with choosing their brides by the end of their 21st birthday celebrations. Crown Prince Adrien Agreste will have to choose between a woman who can protect his kingdom, a woman offering the power to wake his sleeping mother, and the woman he has loved and admired for the past year. Then there's also the seamstress that he is suddenly falling for. By the time he realizes he doesn't have the power to choose at all, it may be too late.

#ask #miraculous ladybug #ml fanfic rec #felix fathom #felix graham de vanily

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aphroditelovesu · 5 months

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⤷✿.｡Since you voted yes to commissions, so here we are. I was a little unsure about the price, so I researched and tried to make it as fair as possible. I hope you agree with this! ❤️

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What I would write

I write for any gender, both character and Reader/OC, be it female, male, neutral transsexual. Any.

Yandere!Character x Reader, Yandere!Reader x Yandere!Character, Yandere!OC x Reader and Yandere!OC X OC.

Dark!Au, Gore, Disorders, Smut/NSFW, explicit language, soft!yandere, alternative AU, Horror, Age gap (depends on how much).

Romantic, platonic and general Yanderes, as well as more specific themes; example: yandere x depressive!reader.

Stockholm syndrome.

Pregnancy, childbirth and death in childbirth.

Non-Con, Dub-Con, BDSM.

Fluff; non-yandere.

Monsterfucking, specific kinks.

Angst.

What I DON'T write

Any kind of NSFW content with children, anything with children will just be platonic.

I don't write NSFW with characters that have a childish appearance or personality, just platonic.

I don't usually write ships because I consider it something personal, but I can do it if someone wants to.

Age play, scap.

Minor x Adult (only platonic).

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Headcanons

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My list of current fandoms, but I can always add more:

Anime

Attack on Titan, Amensia, Death Note, Demon Slayer, Diabolik Lovers, Fruits Basket, Haikyuu!!, Hakuoki, Hunter x Hunter, Jujutsu Kaisen, Kamigami no Asobi, Naruto, Mirai Nikki, One Piece, Blood of Zeus.

Books

Percy Jackson, Harry Potter, A Song of Ice and Fire, Pegasus and The Flame of Olympus (series), IT., A Court of Thorns and Roses (ACOTAR), The Bridgertons, Twilight, The Lord of the Rings, The Cruel Prince: The Folk of the Air, The Bridgertons, Twilight.

Games

Genshin Impact, Detroit Become Human, Mystic Messenger, Time Princess Dress Up (TP: characters), Yandere Simulator, My Candy Love (Amour Sucré), Arkyos Angel, A Plague Tale.

K-Pop

BTS, BLACKPINK, GOT7, EXO, BIGBANG, TWICE, AESPA, Stray Kids, ITZY, Hyuna and Dawn, Red Velvet, NCT, Monsta X, Taemin, Dreamcatcher, LE SSERAFIM, (G)I-DLE.

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Game of Thrones, House of the Dragon, The Originals, The Vampire Diaries, Teen Wolf, Supernatural, Outer Banks, Friends, Brooklyn Nine-Nine, Euphoria, Reign, Bridgerton, The Flash, Supergirl, Outlander, American Horror Story, Wednesday, Riverdale, Chilling Adventures of Sabrina, The Sandman, Lucifer, Winx Club, Ragnarok, The Lord of the Rings: The Rings of Power, Invisible City (Cidade Invisível), Shadow and Bone, Adventure Time, The Witcher, Rebelde MX (RBD), Heartstopper.

Movies

Disney Universe, Marvel Universe, DC Universe, Maze Runner, Halloween, Friday the 13th, Texas Chainsaw Massacre, A Nightmare on Elm Street, Transformers, How to Train Your Dragon, Miraculous, Ever After High, Monster High, Barbie Universe, Christmas Movies, Maze Runner, Avatar, Twilight, Star Wars.

K-Dramas

My Demon, Bussiness Proposal, Doom At Your Service, Hometown Cha-Cha-Cha, Crash Landing on You, My Name, Mr Queen, King the Land.

Mythology

Greek, Egyptian, Norse Mythology and Brazilian Folklore.

Historical Characters

Alexander the Great, Cleopatra, Caesar Augustus, Julius Caesar and etc...

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bittersweetresilience · 2 months

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sentitwins fic recs

running in the shadow by @wackus-bonkus-maximus (3,062 words)

Félix doesn’t miss the soul bond between him and Adrien until it’s gone.

La nuit, tous les chats sont gris by @ninadove (3,847 words)

In which the Cat Miraculous grants Adrien much needed freedom — even if he's not the one wielding it.

Everything I did (I did for you) by @ninadove (3,667 words)

He would have stayed there forever, if he could. This was how it was always supposed to be: the two of them together, united by something stronger than blood — stronger than magic. Adrien knew he was stalling, crushed by the enormity of the truth. He just needed a few seconds more. “I think your father has the Peacock Miraculous,” he finally whispered. “And I’m going to take it back.”

lose it in the morning by @bittersweetresilience (2,173 words)

Adrien feels it when Félix’s ring cracks. He doesn’t remember it afterward.

no one listens to the dead by @bittersweetresilience (857 words)

When Félix and Adrien switch places, they also switch homes.

mirror image by @wackus-bonkus-maximus (3,573 words, ongoing)

The voice in Adrien’s head is strangely familiar. It also tells him the truth (when no one else will).

Brave, Truthful, and Unselfish by @ninadove, @bittersweetresilience, @paracosmicat, @luckychatons, @trishacollins, @redundant-lava (4,436 words)

Someday, you will be a real boy... but monsters are always so much more interesting. Five times Félix lied to Adrien and one time he didn't.

Kitten-sitting by @kekepuaa (10,444 words)

Babysitter Marinette!AU. If there's anything in this world that Felix Agreste despises, it's liars and big brothers who never keep their promises. // It seemed unlikely that Felix would ever feel happy again, but his big brother said it’d be okay. And if Adrien promised that everything would be okay, then Felix had no doubts that they’d make it through this.

Found by @trishacollins (40,237 words)

Chat Noir and Ladybug need to tie up some loose ends. Unfortunately, one of those ends is Felix.

dichotomy by @cutie-patoo-t (10,223 words, ongoing)

Adrien was just getting used to the new normal in his home, until his extended family shows up to visit, and bring with them more change than he is ready to handle. Meanwhile, Felix is less than thrilled about the impromptu vacation, and wants to pass the time living as quietly as possible to avoid getting involved with any more heroes or villains alike. He learns the hard way that it's not up to him.

I know there's been pain this year (But it's time to let it go) by @ninadove (7,003 words)

“What? Nooo! Adrien doesn’t hate Christmas.” “Are you absolutely certain? What was he like last year?” “Well, he —” Marinette furrowed her brow, scanning her own memories. Of course she was absolutely certain. At least, she thought she was.

Guarden by @clawsoutspotsoff (1,709 words)

There's a sound behind him, and Felix grabs his arm, wrenching him around. "Adrien, we have to go," he says, urgently. The color is starting to come back to his face, but he still looks panicked. "He can't find us down here." Felix puts his hand on the base of the coffin, and the metal cover slides shut again, returning it to the way they found it.

Blueberry passion fruit by @ninadove, @paracosmicat (2,511 words, ongoing)

He walked up to the counter, because he could not think of anything else to do. For all those times he had rehearsed their reunion, he had failed to consider the most obvious scenario: Adrien might want to run away once more.

fruit filled garden maze by @moonieratty (1,093 words)

A look into Félix' home-life in childhood.

nothing ever stops you leaving by @bittersweetresilience (2,591 words)

Adrien initiates a réunion.

metempsychosis by @bittersweetresilience (4,935 words)

Félix is always watching Adrien die.

Shadow Strike by @ninadove, @paracosmicat (39,334 words, ongoing)

“We have to get the brooch back,” Adrien said, his voice cracking. “So he can’t do this to anyone else.” His lack of hesitation took Felix by surprise. When he finally looked back at him, there was something new in his eyes - something that vaguely resembled hope. Or what if the kids actually shared basic plot info with each other for once?

Matter of Luck by @wackus-bonkus-maximus (14,833 words, ongoing)

When Chat Noir activates the curse of the Black Cat Miraculous, he must get a kiss from Ladybug to break the spell. If only they weren't sworn enemies, he might have better luck. An “enemies” AU, but fun :) featuring the PV kiss plot

a mannequin lamenting to a statue by orphan_account (716 words)

you’re a sentimonster and you’re a sentimonster and you’re a sentimonster are there anymore senitmonsters i should know about? (chat noir meow)

(feligami fic recs) (félix fic recs)

#sentitwins haunting my narratives every day #🌃#ml fanfic #miraculous ladybug #🦚#ml fic recs

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gale-gentlepenguin · 8 months

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ML au: Miraculous Piece

(Basically just aged up miraculous heroes in the world of one piece)

Marinette D Cheng: (the D stands for Dupain) Aka Lady Luck. Captain/ Chef of the Miracle Pirates. Devil fruit: Make make fruit: A Paramecia type that allows her to create any object with her imagination. From clothing, weapons, even battle ships. Bounty: 777,777,777 Berries (most Notable crime: Killing a celestial dragon (it was actually Adrien, but it was a fake death)) Moniker for her in the navy’s own words ‘Luck beyond comprehension)

Adrien Agreste: AKA Black Cat of Chaos. Vice Captain of the miracle Pirates. Devil Fruit: Break break fruit: A Paramecia type that allows the user to destroy anything that makes contact with his left hand (so long as he wills it). Bounty: 444,444,444 berries. (Most notable crime: Attempted murder of a celestial dragon (this was Gabriel agreste, and it was real)) (his bounty is Alive only) (he is the son of the celestial dragon which is hidden)

Alya Cesaire: Aka Mirage Thief. Navigator of the Miracle Pirates. No devil fruit. Has weapons that make illusions and uses dials to deliver strong attacks. Also handles finances. Bounty: 111,222,333 Berries. (Most Notable crime: Stealing from a Celestial Dragon)

Nino Lahiffe: Aka. Shell shocker. Helmsman of the Miracle pirates. A Sea turtle Fishman (basically looks human but has a shell and greener skin). Master of Fishman karate, special technique Bubble art. Perfect at reading the flow of the ocean. Bounty: 231, 123, 321 Berries. (Most Notable crime, Freeing slaves from a celestial dragon)

Maxkov Kante: Aka. Metal scourge. Shipwright of the Miracle Pirates. Half human and half machine as a result of Vegapunk. He has an Ai intelligence inside him named Markov, thus choosing to go by Maxkov. Creates new tech for his crew. Bounty: 101,001,100 berries. (Most notable crime, Having information the world government wants)

Alix Kubdel: Aka. Devil Rabbit. Archeologist of the Miracle Pirates. Devil fruit: Clock Clock fruit: A Paramecia type devil fruit that allows the user to rewind or fast forward time around them by holding their breath. The more it’s used the bigger the headache the user gets. Can read ponoglyphs. Bounty: 333,333,333 berries. (Most notable crime: Threat to world government)

Rosé Lavillant: Aka Fragrant Healer. Healer/doctor of the miracle pirates. Rosé was a sick child that thanks to a master of herbal alchemy saved her life. Studying the herbs for years she became incredibly good at curing diseases. Her dream is to never let a child suffer from sickness like she did. Bounty: 80,080,008 berries (most notable crime: Assisting the miracle pirates in their attack on Sabody)

Luka Couffaine: aka Serenading Serpent. Musician/Therapist of the miracle Pirates. Devil fruit: Snake-Snake fruit: Model: Viper. His snake form allows him to slither quietly and use potent poisons when needed. He is looking for his sister who was kidnapped by the world government. Bounty: 150,000,000 berries ( Killing a vice admiral and attacking a war lord of the sea)

#miraculous ladybug #ml au #miraculous piece #one piece AU

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wield-the-mighty-pen · 4 months

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“Oh, I just thought of the perfect question to ask you mon cherie.” She said, her pink lips turned up into a flirtatious smile, her head shaking in a teasing manner so that the pink ribbon pulling back half of her hair went from side-to-side.

“Which is?” He asked, raising an eyebrow, folding his hands delicately in his lap.

“Okay kitty, what is your spirit fruit?”

Cat Walker was sure he had never heard such a peculiar question. ---

On patrol one night, Loveywalker starts a conversation about spirit fruits, personalities are explored, feelings are revealed.

I've been really inspiring recently by the loveybug au created by @asukiess, @pisoprano, and @blur0se and decided to write this thing. It's such a cute and interesting au and I loved being able to explore it through writing. Thank you guys for creating it!

#loveybug au #loveywalker #loveybug #cat walker #my writing #ml fanfic #miraculous ladybug #mlb #miraculous #ml #fluff #adrien agreste #marinette dupain cheng

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westywallowing · 3 months

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sketches for my fruits basket au while I figure the fuckity out of my tablet pen :)

#miraculous ladybug #miraculous fanart #mlb fanart #mlb #adrien agreste #chat noir #cat noir #mlb chat noir #mlb felix #argos #mlb argos #westy doodles #furuba au #SO what ive decided to go with IS #instead of the animals being from the zodiac like in the show i think its fairly obvious in this au its just the animals of the miraculous #my idea of it is something like a mix between fruits basket curse and miraculous holders #the holder meet the spirits of the animals (the kwamis) and make contracts with them in exchange for power #and one of the downsides is the animal curse essentially #so it does in fact change a lot considering the curse is a CHOICE however i still like the fact that it is indeed a curse #like yeah you get these cool powers but uh you literally can not physically interact with anyone you hold dear that is of the opposite sex:)

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zilritsch · 1 month

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Remark: Philza grew up in the End. He considers this world home, even if no one lives there anymore, except for ordinary mobs.

Phil has been walking around this universe for a long time. He has quite a few scars on his body. There are those insignificant ones: on your knees from playing in the end stone, on which you abrade your skin until it bleeds when you fall, on your hands from cooking, from careless handling of a sword, from trying to pick fresh fruits of the chorus, climbing a rough and thorny trunk, and many, many other small and large scars and burns.

And there are those who left a memory forever. Those few are the most significant.

The first scar was from a phantom, when as a child he followed adults on a hunt with only a poorly sharpened chorus stick instead of a normal sword or spear. He thought he was old enough.

But the sight of a real phantom up close made him freeze in place. He was saved only by the hunters, who at the last moment managed to slightly redirect the phantom’s movement and quickly kill it before Philza died.

His arrogance almost killed him, and the scar on his collarbone from sharp teeth became a reminder to him.

The second was from the battle with the gods, during the first skirmishes, when none of the administrators were experienced in this kind of battle, and the gods got rid of the administrators by catching them one by one.

Philza then strayed from the group in the Nether, delayed in mining gold and sorting through his own belongings. Even then he had problems with time, always following only his own pace, sometimes lagging behind, sometimes overtaking everyone.

It almost cost him his life when a group of gods, who decided that Nether's territory belonged to them, wanted to get rid of the interference by catching them one by one.

Philza's reflexes and remarkable hearing saved him from the first blow of one of the gods, but the second hit right between the ribs, miraculously not hitting the core. Trying to defend himself, he threw Ender potions at the gods in an attempt to blind and slow them down. They collapsed so quickly, gasping in agony, and Phil only had the strength to write “help” and send the coordinates before completely passing out, falling next to the gods.

He almost died. But he discovered one of the ways to fight the Nether offspring.

Now he has a scar in the form of several curved, torn lines stretching from his left shoulder blade to the core (heart). Philza was nursed for a long time after this skirmish.

The third, from an arrow with poison on the right side, when one of the defectors tried to shoot him.

The betrayal hit him in every way. And the sad smile when the traitor decided to say goodbye and apologize to him awakened something wild in him.

Phil had never ripped out someone else's core and erased someone's existence with such fury before.

Philza's body is littered with scars, and he cherishes and remembers each of them. Philza was not ashamed of them, he was taught that scars were a reminder of the lessons you learned, no matter how cruel they were. Learn from your mistakes and move on, recover as the scar heals, and then find the strength to move on.

P.S: This is essentially a headcanon for DSMP, but also a canon for the Admin AU. In general, he was supposed to be small, but I again fell into the pit of adoration for Philza and his lore. I'm too weakweak for this man.

#philza #philza minecraft #headcanon #dream smp #lore #dsmp #dsmp au #admin au #I really try to put all the tags correctly

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imaginmatrix · 1 month

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not a specific prompt but anything in the spiderman au

How about I give a snippet from one of the chapters being edited?

It was lunchtime when Percy came to terms with the fact that things were never going to be normal again.

A few more things got stuck to him throughout the day. Nothing as big as a clock or a cutting board, but still inconvenient; pens, an AirPod, even toilet paper at one point— at least that one could rip off enough that no one would notice.

He all but collapsed on the bench next to Grover, who had the decency to look sympathetic. “You good?”

Percy only groaned in response.

“Sounds about right.” His friend eyed him, squinting, “Are you on accutane?”

“Huh?” Percy blinked at him.

Grover gestured vaguely to Percy’s face, “Your acne, it's like… completely gone.”

Oh, that. “I don’t know man, maybe I’m just done with puberty or something.” He pulled his lunchtray towards him and began to dig in, but Grover’s furrowed brow had him pause. “What?”

“That’s… don’t you think that’s a lot of food, Perce?”

Percy looked down. Okay, maybe it was a little more than he usually ate, but it wasn't that much. “I’m hungry?”

“You have like three chicken sandwiches dude.” Grover scanned the pile, “Two fruit cups, three of those hummus snack packs, a protein bar, fruit snacks, four slices of pizza, aaaaaand…” he reached out and lifted a pizza slice, brow furrowing, “two uncooked ramen cups.”

“They’re for if I get hungry later!” Percy huffed defensively, “I didn’t have breakfast, okay?”

“Right…” Grover scratched his chin, the patchy goatee of a teenage boy looking like it had filled in a bit recently. “Maybe a late growth spurt is coming up?”

“God, I hope not.” Percy was already one of the taller guys at school, which sucked when he just wanted to go unnoticed. Still, his body felt famished, like he was burning calories way faster than a person should be able to— and with how his body had shifted seemingly overnight, maybe that made sense. It was trying to compensate. Or something. He wasn’t a doctor.

They chatted idly, Percy somehow scarfing down every last bit of food on his tray. He ignored Grover’s aghast expression when he stood to heat up one of the ramen cups, and it was on the walk back from the microwave that the world fell into complete absurdity.

He was focused on not spilling burning hot water on his hands when his skin prickled. Then his head tingled. It was the same feeling as when Annabeth had walked behind him earlier, except she wasn’t here and he—

Percy swung his body to the side as a textbook whizzed past his ear.

“Jackson!”

Okay, so that thing earlier about real bullies not being like the ones in movies?

Matt Sloan was the exception.

Percy didn’t even try to hide his annoyance as he turned to face the guy stalking up to him with murder in his eyes.

Matt had been a scrawny kid in middle school, short, weak, and great at manipulating bigger kids to do his dirty work.

Then he hit puberty, joined the highschool wrestling team, and became big enough to do his own dirty work. He was broad, much broader than Percy, though he was still shorter; it was only by a few inches these days, but there was satisfaction in knowing those inches infuriated Matt to no end.

“What?” Percy rubbed between his eyes with his free hand, already feeling a headache. At least he miraculously hadn’t spilled his ramen.

“You ratted me out!”

“I literally have no idea what you’re talking about, dude.” Except Percy knew exactly what Matt was talking about.

Matt jabbed a finger into Percy’s chest, clearly trying to appear menacing. He kinda just looked like a respiratorily-challenged bulldog. “I know it was you, Jackson. I saw you!”

Percy raised a brow— this claim was impressive, considering he had ‘ratted’ Matt out via anonymous email. “See me do what?”

“Slinking in the bushes like a freaking creep.” Matt sneered.

Ah. That.

Percy took a shortcut to school a few days ago, cutting through an alley and hopping the fence— the bushes in question lined the school grounds, and what he saw on that shortcut…

He couldn’t care less if other people got high or drank or partied. That was none of his business.

And normally he would never be a narc, but… the opportunity to get Sloan in trouble was something truly special. A moment Percy would take out for dinner and a movie if he could. Maybe hold hands. Walk it to the door for a goodnight kiss. Get to second base, if he was lucky.

So he sent a fun little anonymous email to the school counselor's office.

Sure, it was a bastard move, but hey, Percy was a literal bastard— so maybe he was entitled to acting like one sometimes.

He looked Matt up and down, trying to be the picture of indifference, “Doesn’t sound like something I’d do.” He brushed past him.

And there was that shiver through his brain again.

He knew the fist was there before he saw it, and his body reacted on instinct; he dodged sideways again, the steaming water of his ramen swirling dangerously.

“They’re gonna make me do a drug test!” Matt swung again, which Percy also easily avoided.

A positive development, as he usually would have taken a hit to the face by now. “And that's my problem, how?”

Another swing. Another dodge. “I swear to god Jackson, if I get kicked off the team because of you—!”

“You’ll what? Punch the air?” He glanced pointedly at the fist that had just missed him again, a smirk forming on his lips.

Matt growled, looking as if he were about to tackle Percy— wrestling was his sport of choice, after all.

When he lunged forward, Percy was ready, side stepping far faster than he thought he was capable of and sticking out his leg, tripping Matt into a table.

More like sent him crashing into a table.

Then his brain practically buzzed.

He bent back at the waist, narrowly dodging a swing from the side— one of Matt’s goons.

There were gasps, and Percy realized their scuffle was garnering more and more attention.

He also realized he was nearly upside down with how far he’d gone— further than his flexibility should allow, and further than the point where he should have lost his balance.

Yet another realization; his head was tingling like crazy, and he leapt backward, feet over head, as a kick was aimed at his legs.

He landed the flip, and frowned.

That shouldn’t have been physically possible— not even for most trained gymnasts.

Matt was back on his feet, now recovered from his unplanned table-hug and clearly the would-be kicker. He and his friend glanced at each other.

Percy felt about as bewildered as they felt, but he refused to show it on his face. When they looked back at him, he shrugged, “Parkour.”

The two surged at him, and Percy acted on instinct, dancing around to avoid punches, kicks, everything they threw at him. Normally, Matt wouldn’t be so bold as to try and enact violence right in the open, but clearly Percy had pissed him off beyond rational thought.

And god, Percy couldn’t resist pushing it further.

“How do you win all those wrestling matches?” He asked, “Can you even grapple properly, or do you run right past them like now?”

Matt grunted in frustration as Percy jumped over another kick.

“Like, seriously, you must be super talented if you can’t even grab a person who’s right in front of you.” He ducked. “Do you think if you throw yourself at the ground you’ll miss that too?”

“Will you shut up and hold still?!”

“You sound just like my kindergarten teacher!” He felt the edge of a table hit the back of his legs and without even stopping to think about it, jumped, landing atop it nimbly.

Percy looked down at the two jerks who had paused, panting, clearly exhausted and glaring up at him. He didn’t even feel out of breath.

With a smirk, Percy raised his cup of ramen as if to toast them, only then realizing it hadn’t spilled a drop. Impossible, but he couldn’t complain as he took a swig of the broth.

He wiped his mouth and stared down at them, “Where were we?”

“Mister Jackson!”

Percy winced, looking over the heads of Matt and what’s-his-face to see Mrs. Dodds standing there with her arms crossed. Mrs. Dodds was a miserable crone of a math teacher, and while Percy’s only class with her had been for a single semester freshman year, she’d had it out for him ever since.

“Uh… yeah?”

“Do you belong on top of the lunch table?”

Percy looked down, feigning surprise, “Is this a lunch table?”

Shut up shut up shut up shut up—!

Mrs. Dodds pursed her lips, “Don't give me that attitude. Get down this instant! And all of you—“ she snapped at the students, “go back to your meals.”

Most of the cafeteria did as told, less interested now that the show was over.

“It’s not his fault!” Percy was clambering down when Grover’s voice caught his attention, his friend standing nearby, eyes wide and darting between Percy, Matt, and Mrs. Dodds. “They were trying to hit him and—“

“Does Mister Jackson have any bruises?” She gestured to him, “Do you see any scrapes? Did they enact bodily harm upon him?”

Grover balked, “Well I— I said they were trying and—“

“You would do well, Mister Underwood, to keep to yourself rather than defend tomfoolery, lest you get written up as well.”

Percy fought a groan. His mom was going to kill him. Again.

And it wasn’t like any of the dozens of kids who witnessed all of this were going to—

“I saw them hit him.”

He froze at that voice, not daring to turn, to do anything.

Shit.

Mrs. Dodds did not look pleased. Matt and his friend exchanged glances, frowning.

“Thank you for your input, Miss Chase, however that is no excuse for—“

“So you don’t think students should protect themselves from physical violence?” Annabeth was student body President, about to be valedictorian, and downright terrifying. Even to some adults. That, and her reputation among faculty and students alike was spotless. She was someone to take seriously; her word meant something. “Should he have let them continue to hurt him? Is running away not the best scenario, or would you have preferred he fight back, and the situation turn into a brawl?” Percy could see blonde hair being tossed out of the corner of his eye, “Because if so, I think I would like to visit the front office with you, so they can have an eyewitness account of the situation— and we can clarify what us students should do when we’re assaulted.”

Mrs. Dodds closed her eyes, her expression screaming ‘lord give me strength,’ as if Annabeth had often been a source of annoyance. Finally, she spoke, “Mister Jackson, did these two young men hit you?”

Percy jumped, too focused on the sound of Annabeth’s voice, in awe of how calm she was, how clear-headed she sounded as she confronted a teacher. “Huh? Oh— yeah, ohhhh yeah, loads of times. They got me in the jaw, the chest, here—“ he began pointing and Mrs. Dodds waved him off as Matt made a noise somewhere between protest and disbelief.

It was hard not to laugh at the situation the guy was in— did he admit that he hadn’t been able to land a single blow? Or did he accept the lie, allow a detention to protect his pride?

If Percy were a different person, with a different life, without the mistakes in their friendship for the last three years… he would have kissed Annabeth full on the mouth for putting Matt in this situation.

And then he quickly shoved the idea of kissing Annabeth Chase from his mind, because dear god— that could only lead to a miserable rest of his day.

Mrs. Dodds huffed, pinching her nose before beckoning to the boys, “Mister Sloan, Mister Bob, come with me.”

They glowered at Percy as they followed Mrs. Dodds out of the lunchroom.

Percy’s laugh was hoarse, “Bob?!”

Grover looked exasperated despite his relief, “Yes, his name is Joe Bob, and you react this way every time I remind you of that fact.

Another breathy laugh. They fell quiet. And then Percy realized he was shaking. What—?

“…was that?!” Grover voiced what Percy had been thinking, suddenly by his side, “That was— how did you—“ Percy waved him off. After all that, he had to act casual, cool, calm. Freaking out now would instantly ruin any sort of rep he just gained. He lifted his ramen to his lips as he turned— only to nearly walk directly into Annabeth, her arms crossed, looking up at him with sharp, scrutinizing eyes.

He sputtered, almost choking on the broth that now dribbled from his mouth and sloshed out of the cup onto his already stained hoodie.

Great. Super smooth, Percy! You can keep it from spilling throughout a literal fight, yet as soon as you see this girl you fall apart. Fantastic.

“Hi— hey, wow, thanks, uh, you… you didn’t have to… hi.”

Annabeth tilted her chin up, a head shorter than him. Yet she felt like that tallest person in the room with that expression and her stance. “Hi. You owe me.”

Percy nodded vigorously. “Absolutely.” He paused, trying to pull himself together, trying to revert to his stoic, grumpy, quiet self. It wasn’t working.

It was a difficult mask to put back on once it broke.

“Hi Annabeth.” Grover leaned from behind Percy to wave.

“Hey Grover.” She smiled, before fixing the steelier stare she seemed to reserve for Percy back towards him. “How did you do that?”

Percy cleared his throat, panic seizing him because holy shit how did he do that and how will he explain it to Grover and Annabeth and they’re still looking at him and they’re expecting an answer and Annabeth expects an answer and is staring at him with so much intensity that he—

He couldn’t handle it.

He knocked back whatever broth was left, the noodles he had so been looking forward to wholly untouched, then tossed the styrofoam cup back into the trash, “Do what?”

Annabeth raised a brow, and she and Grover glanced at each other.

And Percy realized why; he had tossed the cup into the trash. Behind him. Without looking back. Without seeing it there. And it went right in.

…how did he even know it went right in?!

His hands were shaking harder. He felt sweat bead on his brow, his nerves suddenly through the roof, threatening to burst from him. He cleared his throat, “I uh… parkour?” He gave the same answer as earlier, backing up slightly, “Hey, look, thanks guys, for backing me up, I—“ Percy ran one of those clammy, shaky hands through his hair, knowing it now stuck out crazily from his head Albert Einstein style. He couldn’t care, couldn’t pause his racing thoughts enough to bother with something as silly as that, “I gotta go.”

And then he turned and booked it out of the cafeteria.

#morgan murmurs #I’m so excited about this one you have no idea #the chapters are horrifically long so far though oops #anon #ask #prompt #Percabeth #pjo #Percy Jackson

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I absolutely adore your series, Sweet Child

My favorite One Piece reader story for sure.

So I'm not sure if this question has been asked, but what would've happened if Akainu won?

Also you somehow got me swooning when he holds reader in his arms and you describe his expression of awe??

That probably wasn't even intentional but it's got me wondering what an ending with him would be like.

Is a yandere too? Platonic? Romantic??

Well, actually, there is one pending request for a yandere Akainu end (with smut). Though by default all characters are platonic (Akainu was the surprise yandere by secret vote actually). Hopefully I can finish the au endings next month but I've been meaning to write them for quite some time now so... I guess we'll just have to see?

And anyway, an ending with Akainu would have him miraculously survive the blast and find reader at the inn before Marco and Ace do. Reader was smart enough to act in a way that would leave them relatively clear if they couldn't get away, but Akainu doesn't need much encouragement to excuse anything reader does as somehow innocent.

Thing is, every since he'd heard of them (in a meeting where the higher ups were considering where best to assign reader given their devil fruit), he's been enchanted by the idea of them. An agreeable, fresh recruit with a devil fruit to match. And seeing how most devil fruit users match their fruit, he made the not so crazy assumption that reader would also be supportive. And as someone so much stronger than his subordinates, he's used to having to do the heavy lifting to accomplish his goals. His equals so different in personality and power they inevitably clash, right down to their ideas of justice.

But, in his eyes, reader just needs to be taught. They're still weak (though now he knows they can be very clever) so it's understandable that they may have picked up on some bad habits.

So, when he finds them again he personally takes them under his wing. No more 'other partners'. Just him. And he sort of slips into the headspace that he's the only one that can keep reader on the right path. That their time with Whitebeard has caused permanent psychological harm (like, not immediately immolating civilians that help pirates--obviously this isn't an issue of ingrained morals but brainwashing to think it's okay to help criminals). This isn't helped by reader not being stupid enough to argue with him under normal circumstances.

And since reader can't be trusted to make good decisions on their own, they just need to stay with Akainu so their 'real' true potential can be met. The fact that this means Akainu will never have to feel alone in life or his pursuit of Absolute Justice is not a coincidence. Having a 'perfect match' is intoxicating (Marco himself ran into this issue since physical contact makes the reader also feel like a phoenix so his instincts without the power to oppose him). Having your perfect match be incapable of threatening you on any real level even more so for people with clear issues like Akainu.

He doesn't chain the reader like Teach did. But they're never too far from Akainu's reach either, other marines under strict order to return them to his side if they're caught elsewhere.

This ending is meant to be a tad ambiguous as well if it's platonic, romantic, or sexual. But it could very easily be any of them since his attraction isn't based on their looks or personality, but what their presence brings him personally. That look of awe could be from seeing first hand how their devil fruit could be used or that someone could influence devil fruits that much and be meant to stay by his side. After all, they were tossed about different bases without his protection and look what happened!

Hope this long post answers your question! ( •̀ ω •́ )✧

#mittens answers #one piece #one piece yandere #oh sweet child of mine

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