#not that they arent already doing a good job for two stressed out teenagers

[blueeandyellowmakesgreen]

apocalypse byler scenario part 8: will volunteers and has a plan with el to bait vecna. mike rejects the idea and is the only one who disagrees with it and gets angry. will gets upset he isnt trusting him, and mike storms out. lucas goes after him to talk him down.

summary: mike gets lucas'd with a hint of mike getting vecna'd with mystery oooo.. also wheelclair talk and friendship yayy

longest one so far, but i had so much fun with this!

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''mike, this is gonna work.''

''fuck off.''

''okay man, you need to stop acting like you're the only one who's stressed here.''

''you all just agreed to give will to him on a silver platter! i'm not going to be a part of that.''

''that's not going happen, we just need it to-''

''-to lure him, i know! does that mean will 's nothing but a piece of bait now? is he that dispensable?!

''of course not! but we don't have any other options, mike. you were there. we tried every angle, but the only thing we can stop One from going after will is this plan or nothing. you think any of us want this?!''

''what if it doesn't work? what if he's one step ahead of us and we're in his trap already?'' mike feels himself shaking at his words. ''i'm asking for us to think harder. i know there's something else, there has to be. we can come up with another plan.'' mike says fast, desperation evident in his voice. ''i just-...'' mike trails off when he notices lucas staring at him like he just saw a ghost.

''..mike..your nose.''

he inhales sharply at the realization. he turns around quickly as he feels something dripping down his nose. blood. he wipes it off with his hands, acting as subtle as possible, distraught as he already was.

i'm fine, he tells himself, like he has been for the longest time. he's been been doing a good job of hiding it, but now that lucas caught this, he's at a loss on how to handle it.

i have to be fine. it's just a coincidence. my problems aren't worth enough to get his attention.

''mike? are you okay?'' mike feels him reaching out, and slaps lucas' hand away before he gets any closer.

''i'm fine.'' he hisses, hiding his bloodied hand in his pocket.

''..mike how long?'' lucas voice lowers.

the tall teenager bites his lips and shakes his head. ''it doesn't matter.''

''yes it fucking matters! how long has it been?!'' lucas voice echoes through the hallway.

''i'm fine, okay?! it's just a coincidence.''

''how can this be a coincidence? w-we need to tell the others. i'll get a walkman from nancy-'' he says, in the process of walking back.

''it’s been more than a week already.''

''what?'' lucas stops in his tracks.

''yeah. i had headaches, nosebleeds..nightmares. all of the symptoms. and yet, he hasn't visited me, and it’s been a week. as you can see, i'm still standing; unless im a fucking zombie now.''

''that doesn't make any sense.'' lucas says to himself, walking back and forth.

mike leans on the wall and crosses his arms. ''it's either it's nothing, or the fucker's treating my trauma like a candystore.''

''god, you still shouldnt have hidden it. you do understand we need to keep a close eye on you from now on?''

mike sighs, resigning. ''fine. but will is the number one priority. i could still be okay, but for him, we need to start thinking of an alternative.''

''mike, i hear you i do, but we don't have time. this plan? it's all we have. and hearing what i just heard, this could save both of you.'' lucas says as calmly as he could. in reality, he was just as terrified, especially now that two of his closest friends are in danger.

''we will make time.'' lucas groans at his friend's stubbornness and walks a short distance away from mike, head buried in his hands.

''why arent you on my side on this?! need i remind you he's your friend too?''

''look, i get it. we’re all scared for will. but this is his decision too, and he agrees this is our only shot. we'll be there to protect him, but you have to stop treating him like he’s helpless.''

''..i know he isnt helpless.''

and he means that. he still remembers how flabbergasted he was at the first time he saw will reach out for a rifle and shot a demodog with a flawless shot.

''then what’s the problem?!''

that did it. mike had no power to argue anymore and throws his hands up in the air as a sign of defeat. ''...fine. throw him in danger, like i give a shit. goes to show me what kind of fucking friends you are.''

mike turns to walk away, until lucas scurries to his direction that he's now in front of him.

''mike, listen. i…i know we havent talked since..everything. but i want you to know we're here for you, okay? whatever it is, we can get through it together. i dont want you to forget that we’re still a party.''

mike stiffens at the word 'party'.

that's what holds this party together, heart. because without heart, we'd all fall apart.

some heart he is.

lucas' voice brings him back to reality. ''i… i almost lost max. i cant lose my best friend too.''

mike was still looking away, as if he was thinking the next thing to say. he settled for a smirk, raising an eyebrow back at lucas. ‘'i'm still your best friend?’’

lucas rolls his eyes. ''favoritism is nonexistent in the party. youre all of my best friends.''

mike's smile turned to a frown as he looks down at his feet, not wanting to make eye contact with lucas. ''..even after we ended things?'' he sounded like he was challenging lucas. he was testing the waters, crossing his fingers hoping his friends didnt hate him the way his nightmares so realistically depicted.

''well..yeah, you were acting like a dick.''

mike presses his lip into a line and braces himself. knows he deserved to hear it, but it doesnt mean it didnt sting.

''..but it doesnt mean i cant forgive you.''

mike wasnt expecting that. he looks back to lucas, and he was wearing a soft expression on his face. mike smiles back but sighs.

''i still think basketball’s stupid. you could do so much better than those assholes. like really, out of all things you can get into..''

''you should try picking up a hobby asides from d&d. maybe itll give you new perspective before you start shitting on me.'' lucas bites back, though with no real malice in his tone.

the two boys share a chuckle. ''no promises.''

mike sits on one of the benches in the auditorium as he runs his hands through his hair. he hears shuffling next to him and as he looks up, he didn't expect lucas following along, sitting next to him. lucas leans forward, his eyes focused on him, expectant for mike to talk to him. it made mike realize how long it has been since he opened up to someone close to him, at least someone that isn't will. he opens and closes his mouth, trying to find the right words. he felt frantic for a long time, that he was waiting for lucas to walk away or to say they can continue another time. but he stood still, patient. guess there's only so much you can do trying to run away from your problems.

mike takes a deep breath. ''its not that i dont trust will to take care of himself,'' lucas hums as a form of acknowledgement.

''i'm just so scared of losing him again.''

''..okay.'' lucas nods, urging mike to continue.

''you don't know this, but in california, things between us were...rough. it's weird; when we were kids, will didnt hesitate with me. i used to be proud of knowing what he’s always thinking, but... it’s like i didn't even know him.'' mike glances back at lucas for any form of judgement, but he was still listening. mike feels his courage build up, and continues.

''and its my fault, i know it is. i ignored him all summer, all because i was too much of a fucking coward to face him.''

''well, you did try to call him right? i think both of you are just shit at communication.''

mike scoffs. ''yeah, but i still acted like an asshole when i got there. sure i was upset he didnt call, but it's mostly because-''

i had no idea how to deal with loving your lifelong best friend who just happened to be a boy while dating your girlfriend, mike thinks to say.

he considers another route.

''...it doesn't matter. more importantly, he’s under his watch and i feel like there's nothing i can do. that is, until he kills him and all i'm good for is burying or some shit.'' he widens his eyes, and sputters.

''i-fuck, what am i saying? its so messed up. i just... feel useless, lucas. i feel like i'm supposed to do something. i'm his best friend, and all i did was avoid him. he said he needed me, but i wasn't there for him.

so ever since this whole thing started, i never left his side. thats what i promised myself. i was no longer gonna run..and i missed being with him. i missed him.

..and now when i finally got him back, he's bringing himself in danger again.''

he sees lucas nod.

''im so tired of losing him. and when he said he was gonna give himself up, he might really...''

mike starts pulling at the skin of his fingers. this was the most he's talked about his feelings in his life. he then sniffs, quickly wiping a tear before it falls as he looks away from lucas. this was humiliating. ''jesus, that was a load. sorry, forget it. it’s all random bullshit anyway.''

lucas glances off to the distance. after a long moment of silence, he clicks his tongue and looks at mike. ''do you know the story of how vecna got max?''

mike shook his head.

lucas looks away, shameful. ''i didn't either. max didnt reach out to me. she was obviously going through something after starcourt, and she kept me at arm’s length to the point that she even dumped me. like, serious dumping this time.’'

lucas' lips curl upwards at his last remark. it seemed like a distant memory. too much has happened in such a short time.

''i thought i was doing well trying to reach her, but i realize i was thinking of myself a lot back then. i asked myself ‘why?’. i asked if she even cared about me, if she truly trusted me or not. but i didnt consider what she was going through. like, really going through. why she made all of these decisions and pushed us away.''

mike nods in agreement, resonating in lucas' words.

''i blame myself everyday. it..haunts me. i think about how, if i just reached out more, put in a little more effort in letting her know she didnt have to be alone, if i wasn't so selfish..none of this would have happened.''

''...i guess we’re both terrible boyfriends.'' mike whispers.

lucas looks at him with a raised eyebrow. ''you’re will’s boyfriend now, huh?''

mike didnt even notice the words slip out of his mouth until lucas mentioned it. it came so naturally. they weren't necessarily together, anyway...or were they?

and even more importantly, mike just implied to lucas he would consider will as his boyfriend.

mike feels his body freeze, his hands clammy and shaking, processing the gravity of what he just said. he was ready to beeline out of the auditorium door. he wasnt expecting to deal with the idea of coming out so soon, especially not to his party. ‘’i…’”

mike, still looking away, hears lucas chuckle. he snaps his head back to lucas for any sign of shame, but there were nothing of the such waiting for him, only lucas' bright smile. ‘’we are. we’re the worst boyfriends.’’

mike stares at lucas a bit more in disbelief. his friend gave him a knowing nod and put his hand on the former's shoulder, patting him almost pitifully with an exaggerated frown. ''..no offense, but i'm kind of surprised it took you this long.''

mike groans and swats lucas' arm away from him. they share a laugh that erupts the empty auditorium and collectively sigh. they continue to sit together in comfortable silence.

''will loves you, mike. you may not see it, but one of the main reasons why he's able to fight..him for this long, is because of you. you have a way with him. it's like you're his...''

''...his heart?'' mike grins, thinking about the true intent of the painting after will finally told the truth in a rough conversation they had.

lucas mockingly gags, sticking his tongue out. ''sure, his heart. anyway, there's no way you're losing him. i dont think he wants to lose you either. and that's why he feels the need to do this.’

mike exhales. he hates it when lucas is right. then again, he almost always is. the boy smiles to himself.

‘’maybe, after all of this is over… you can talk to him.’’

mike feels his cheeks warm at the thought of will protecting him, but more about opening up to him about his feelings. there's no doubt there's something going on between them, but there's still that underlying fear that he might be reading all of it wrong. everyone knew will was gay now, that was one thing; the real meaning of the painting is also another. but there's still that stupid voice that still says, but what if it's all wrong?

he brushes it off before lucas catches him and teases him to all hell about it. ''i'm still not happy with the stupid plan.''

''..i know. none of us are.''

''since when were you lucas the wise?''

lucas shrugs. ''they say trauma is the best teacher.''

''no one says that.''

''well, now i'm saying it.''

mike still felt a sense of terror accidentally outing himself, but he also felt a bit of comfort that he did it with lucas. he had a sense of making you feel safe, that mike wondered what he was so worried about. enlightened with what just happened, he let go of a weight on his shoulder he didn't know he had. maybe the nightmares can stop for tonight. and maybe, he can stop this before anyone starts worrying about him as well.

mike puts his hand on lucas' shoulder. ''..she’ll wake up, lucas.''

''i know. she has to.''

and even if it was just for one night, mike feels the nightmares cease.

#byler #apocalypse byler #writing

[miraculoussage]

like siblings - audimatrix (but not really)

Rating: G Pairings: Marinette & Adrien, Ladybug & Chat Noir (No romance) Length: ~ 3,560 words Type: Episode rewrite (Takes place before Volpina)

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Tikki was worried about the interview. Sure, she trusted Marinette, but she’d seen TV interviews before and knew just how ruthless interviewers could be. They wanted to drag out information, to push the buttons of the people they’re interviewing to discover their darkest secrets. The more defensive people got, the more it seemed like they were trying to hide something or lying, even if they were telling the entire truth. And Ladybug and Chat Noir couldn’t tell the whole truth, for the safety of the entire city, the entire world. 

“Marinette,” she was saying, her charge half paying attention as she was sewing for her latest design, “I trust you, but you have to remember you’re a superhero, not a star! When a celebrity secret gets out it might ruin their life, or someone else’s life. But for you, and Chat Noir, if any of your secrets get out it could put the safety of the entire world at risk!” 

“I don’t want to say you’re overreacting,” Marinette said, and Tikki waited for the ‘but’. “Buuut, I think you’re overreacting. Just a bit. I know how important keeping these secrets is, and if I were someone that couldn’t keep secrets I would entirely agree with you. But I can keep secrets, I’ve kept this secret for a long time already.” 

“Just... Be careful, Marinette, and don’t let Nadja get to you. I know she’s a kind person, but TV hosts can be completely different once they’re on screen. She’ll try to any shred of something interesting! And for most of Paris right now, that’s finding out your identity. Remember to think before speaking, as if you were thinking of how to word your advice for Adrien.”

Marinette nodded, determination written all over her face. An alarm went off, and she jumped up with a shout. “I’m babysitting today?? I thought that was tomorrow! I have to be at the interview!” 

“Marinette, you’re babysitting Manon. Her mom is running the interview. That’s why she needed you to babysit.” Tikki knew Marinette tried hard to keep times and dates and events straight in her mind, and on her phone calendar and wall calendar. However, Marinette had had to be careful about writing down the date for the interview, so she hid it out of sight. Unfortunately, it was probably too out of sight that she forgot about it, and when she checked her calendar for babysitting availability she thought she was free.

“That... Makes sense.” She sighed, and started to put away her sewing, and Tikki flitted into Marinette’s jacket. Just in time, too, as the rapid tapping of tiny feet was coming up the stairs to her room. “Hi Manon!” Marinette greeted as the girl burst through the trap door, “Isn’t it so cool your mom is going to be interviewing Ladybug and Chat Noir?” 

“Yes yes yes!” Oh no, Manon was probably too excited. While it warmed Tikki’s heart knowing how much Manon loved the heroes, her enthusiasm could be an obstacle to sneaking away for the interview. Marinette couldn’t leave Manon alone, or take her to the interview, and she already knew she couldn’t be in two places at once without causing more problems than necessary...

After wishing Nadja luck and saying goodbye, Marinette called in a favour. Thankfully for her, Alya was more than happy to come over to watch the interview, even with the added excitement of Manon. She’d always insisted that Manon was nothing compared to the twins, even on a good day. 

“Marinette,” she whispered from where she was now tucked into the jacket’s collar, “you should start thinking of an excuse for when Alya gets here about why you won’t be up here with them while you’re in the studio.” Her holder could always use reminders. She felt Marinette nod slightly in acknowledgement, and she let out a sigh. This would be a long night, Tikki could feel it.

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Chat Noir, always one to make a grand entrance, committed to crawling through ventilation shafts and climbing some walls so he could drop down into the set from above. He even managed to land directly on the couch, and posed comfortably in a split second. “Hi there,” he waved charmingly when Nadja looked up from her tablet. 

The startled host fumbled her tablet, but caught it at the last moment before it could hit the table between them. “Which way did you come in??” Chat Noir opened a bottle of juice from the table, taking a casual sip, letting Nadja sit in an uncomfortable silence with direct eye contact. She may be asking the questions, tonight, but Chat Noir and Ladybug were in charge.

“Secret celebrity door,” he joked, giving Nadja a flashy but merciless grin; he relished in the hesitance settling on her face. He got enough harassment from reporters and paparazzi as Adrien Agreste, the most famous teen model in France, if not the whole fashion world. He wouldn’t let that slide as Chat Noir, where he didn’t have to uphold an innocent and agreeable facade. “I see Ladybug is running behind, huh?”

“I thought you’d be arriving together...” Nadja admitted, unnerved by his assertiveness. 

“Wanna hear a secret?” he said slyly, leaning over the table. “I love chouquettes,” he teased, holding up one of the treats from the table, and sitting back down to enjoy the free food. Not as good as Dupain-Cheng pastries, but he hadn’t had a chance to stop by there today, so this would have to do.

“Is that the sizzling hot information I’ve been promised?” His leather ears flicked at the voice from the earpiece. He assumed he wasn’t meant to hear that, and when Nadja looked up at the booth to assure the producer she’d get better material than that, Chat followed her gaze and shot a hard smile at the producer through the glass. 

He felt a little bit bad for Nadja; Her show would be moved from the best time slot if the ratings weren’t good enough. Still, he wouldn’t give her any false information, Miraculous secrets, something she could manipulate to suggest something else, or anything that could link to his identity. His sympathy led him to dial Ladybug’s yo-yo, though, but she didn’t pick up. He could apologize for this, at least. 

“Sorry, I can’t get a hold of Ladybug.” He popped another chouquette in his mouth; might as well, while they waited. He made small talk about the weather with Nadja, though she kept checking her watch, nervous and distracted. Even Chat started to get a bit nervous; He had a flashback to Ladybug missing Theo’s statue unveiling, and the whole mess that stemmed from that. Not that he could blame her.

“We’re going live in 10, 9...” Ladybug still hadn’t arrived. Chat was preparing to carry the interview himself. “5, 4, 3...” With two seconds to spare, Ladybug made her grand entrance, yo-yoing and even doing a flip to make it to the couch before they went live. 

“I thought you decided to ditch me, LB!” His teasing tone assured that he upset she was almost late. 

“And let the audience down? Not a chance.” She winked with the pun, and Chat grinned. Maybe this would turn out more fun than he thought.

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Ladybug hid her pounding heart well. Both the hurried trip over and the nerves of trying to get there on had her stomach in knots. Chat Noir’s grin, though, helped her calm down. She smiled back, and then apologized to Nadja for being late. She looked both relieved and nervous, but the relieved smile dropped as a faint sound came from her earpiece and she checked her wrist. She seemed to shake off the nerves, fortunately, and a look of determination lit up her face.

Once they were live, Nadja wasted no time introducing her show and her guests. The pair of heroes addressed the camera and the audience, Ladybug thanking Nadja and them genuinely and Chat Noir playfully flirty as he gave a shoutout to his fans. She rolled her eyes fondly, and took part in the light banter that started out the show.

“The citizens of Paris know what you do, but they want to know who you are.”

“We’ll answer as well as we can,” Ladybug gave her a more serious look, “but there are questions we can’t and won’t answer, for the safety of ourselves and the citizens of Paris, like our secret identities of course.” Chat Noir gave a nod beside her, both of them wearing pleasant smiles once again. 

Nadja gave a positive answer, and led them into video calls from fans. The first was Chloe, and she and Chat both sighed lightly when it turned out she was in Rich and Famous mode, haughty and completely off topic. Nadja hurried to thank her for calling and switch to the next viewer when it turned out she actually had nothing to ask. 

Ladybug stiffened at the next caller, but kept her composure. Alya, rather rudely Ladybug had to admit, asked if she could get an interview for the Ladyblog. “I wouldn’t say no,” she said, “but you’ll have to schedule it later.” She hoped her kind smile satisfied Alya enough, and hoped that she would hang up. Ah. Too late.

“Am I on TV??” Manon’s excited face popped up in the bottom of the frame.

“Manon? But where’s Marinette?” Marinette, sitting across from Nadja, hoped the cameras weren’t on her as she flushed from nerves. 

“She had to go get ingredients for dinner!”

“Uh, yeah! Sometimes it can take a while for her to get what she needs,” Alya assured. 

The earpiece faintly buzzed again, and Nadja ended the call quickly, turning to address the heroes again. “So! Ladybug, Chat Noir. A lot of fans think of you as a couple of superheroes, but also, and I quote unquote, ‘a couple, period’.” 

Ladybug looked at Chat Noir. Chat Noir looked at Ladybug. After a few moments, the blank look crumbled as they both burst out laughing, deep belly laughs, Chat Noir even shedding some tears. It took a bit of time for them to stop laughing and calm down enough to answer. “We’re superheroes and protectors of Paris. We aren’t here to answer personal questions like that.” She was still giggling, and Nadja’s look of complete befuddlement made it harder to stop.

“So- so you’re not a couple? Then how do you explain this??” She pulled up a picture of Ladybug giving Chat Noir a soft kiss on the forehead, though Chat Noir’s lips were black in the picture. He looked shocked, and the living and present Chat Noir looked more confused than anything. He likely didn’t remember anything from being brainwashed like that.

“What, you don’t kiss your friends from time to time?” Chat Noir says with a raised eyebrow, “You have a daughter, don’t you? You must know that not all kisses are romantic.”

Ladybug smiled at Chat Noir’s answer, and turned back to the shocked and confused Nadja to give some context. “That happened on Valentine’s day, when le Dislocœur was changing people’s positive feelings for others into hatred. One of my friends was hit, and insulted me and said mean things, and she’s already in a happy relationship, so it obviously wasn’t restricted to romantic love. As you can see from Chat Noir’s black lips in that photo, he was under le Dislocœur’s influence.” 

Chat Noir nodded at the explanation, confusion melting into understanding. “The way to break the ‘spell’ so to speak, was true love’s kiss, like in fairy tales. Ladybug and I don’t love each other romantically, but we do truly love each other, like best friends or siblings.” He smiled, sharing a fist bump with Ladybug. “Though I will also say, on behalf of both of us, that we don’t appreciate accusations like this. I assume you have more pictures of Ladybug and I that could possibly be misconstrued as romantic. Real fans will know that they can’t believe everything they hear from the media.”

Nadja withered under the scrutiny of the heroes, her earpiece buzzing noisily. It must be the producer or director, unhappy with Nadja’s rumour being shut down so firmly. “I-I see, well, thank you for the clear answer,” the host said, trying to gain control of the questions once again. The device on her wrist was dipping from green into orange, and the lower it went the more nervous she seemed.

For the rest of the half-hour show, (Ladybug and Chat Noir could only commit to so much time), Nadja tried her best to drag out secrets about their powers, embarrassing moments, personal stories or thoughts that could very easily give away who they were. Time after time, Ladybug and Chat Noir had to refuse to answer, or give such vague answers that Nadja didn’t seem satisfied. 

The sounds from the earpiece got more frequent and much louder. All of Nadja’s body language showed more and more stress, the smile she tried to hold straining to stay on her face. Ladybug could see she was almost crying. In an act of mercy, Ladybug pulled out her yo-yo and looked at a random app. “It looks like we have to go,” she said, resting her hand on Chat’s forearm and tapped her finger twice- an agreed upon signal to get each other out of an uncomfortable situation. 

They both stood, thanking Nadja for the chance to show all of Paris their devotion to keeping the city safe. And then they left, Nadja signing off behind them. Once they were out of the building, Ladybug took Chat Noir’s hand and swung them to the top of the studio. “What’s up, LB?” 

“I really do have somewhere to be, but unfortunately that’ll have to wait. Nadja was really distressed, and we have an akuma to find before it reaches her.”

“I’ll look out here, you go back in and make sure it doesn’t reach her. Her producer was saying such nasty things to her through the whole show- insults, threats to have her show moved to another time, more insults...” He trailed off, realizing there wasn’t really much more than that, but the insults and threats were bad enough. “I’ll call you if I catch sight of it.” 

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It was a good thing they stayed. When Ladybug got back into the studio, most of the crew was already gone, only a few still putting away sound equipment. Nadja sat in her chair, head in her hands. It was dark, the spotlights all turned off and only a few lights making it just bright enough for people to move around safely. “Nadja,” she said, walking closer.

The host lifted her head, eyes red and widened in surprise. “Ladybug? I thought you had to go.”

“I did. I had someone to save.”

“It didn’t take very long, who was it?” 

“You.” Ladybug smiled, then scanned the room for any evil bugs. “I’m sorry your interview didn’t go as planned, and I’ll take partial fault in that. But Chat and I shared every answer as truthfully as we could.” She crouched down, one hand on Nadja’s shoulder. “There are a lot of things that if we share them, we’ll be put in danger. Anything that can be linked to our secret identities, our families, our schedules, it makes it easier for Papillon to target us. I’m sure you would feel the same, if it were something you had to do to protect your daughter.” 

Nadja nodded, face resting back in her hands, and she sniffled. Ladybug handed her tissues from a box on the table, standing up to sit on said table. “I’m also sorry about the terrible things your producer was saying to you, and the video calls from Chloe and Alya. It wasn’t behaviour that either Chat or I approve of.”

Starting to calm down, Nadja wiped her face with the tissues. “Thank you for saying that, Ladybug, and thank you for coming back.” She wasn’t looking at Ladybug’s face, and Ladybug was glad she didn’t see the glare she gave to the dark coloured butterfly that had approached from behind Nadja. 

“If you’d like, Chat and I would love to give you another interview, one that’s filmed, more directed, and less... gossipy, so to speak. We believe it’s important for us to be able to reach all of Paris with our words, to let every single person know that we’re here to protect them. We also want to share some information and opinions on bullying, harassment, the importance of personal space... Things that some people,” she said, giving Nadja a shared look of annoyance, “need to have a lesson about.” 

She was smiling now, and the akuma had paused. “Excuse me one second,” she said, taking out her yo-yo and walking to the butterfly, purifying it without fanfare. “Papillon is a cruel man. The people of Paris need to be kinder to one another.”

“I agree,” Nadja said, laughing sadly. “Whenever I hear about children in Manon’s class bullying each other, I feel so exasperated. We need to teach our children better, not just individually but as a society. I think our next interview will be a good place to start.” They smiled warmly at each other, and Chat Noir called into the studio to see if they were in there. 

“Over here, Chat. Nadja agreed to film another interview with us to talk about the seriousness of bullying, harassment, personal space, -”

“- Meditation, supporting friends and family, talking about your worries, -”

“- All of that too, yes.”

“Thank you, Ladybug. For giving me a second chance, and some things to consider with regards to my career choices. I’m going to finish getting my stuff together and go pick up my daughter early.” She stood up out of her chair, and offered a handshake to Ladybug and Chat Noir, glad when they offered her hugs instead. 

“I’ll get in contact to schedule the interview.” With a few farewells, they parted ways, the heroes leaving together again. Ladybug checked the time, and gasped. She’d been gone longer than she’d thought. “I have to go!” After a quick hug, Ladybug was swinging away.

♪~ ᕕ(ᐛ)ᕗ

Marinette slipped into the house as quietly as possible, took ingredients out to start dinner, and then let her footsteps make more sound as she walked up the stairs into her room. She smiled, taking out her phone to snap a picture of Alya asleep on the floor, with Manon sleeping across her back. She gently woke Alya and turned off the TV, picking up Manon and putting her on the chaise with a blanket. 

She and Alya moved to the kitchen, Marinette starting to cook her late dinner. “I’m sorry it took me so long, I saw the interview on one of the outdoor TVs and lost my focus. You know how I get,” she laughed, embarrassed. It wasn’t an unbelievable excuse- she often did get distracted watching something and losing track of time.

“It’s okay, girl, I’m glad you got to watch it, even if it wasn’t with me. And don’t worry about Manon, she watched the whole interview happily and when it ended early she fell asleep. I guess I did, too, huh?” Alya grinned, helping Marinette chop peppers for the stir fry she was making. “That interview was kind of a train wreck to be honest. Did you see Ladybug agreed to an interview for the Ladyblog?? Well, she sort of did, I still have to catch her to schedule it.”

“That’s awesome, Alya! Did the train wreck give you some ideas on what to ask?” She smiled at Alya as she rambled about questions and topics she was already brainstorming; Marinette was glad to get some insider info to prepare Ladybug’s answers. They were interrupted by Nadja knocking on the door. Alya let her in, and Marinette waved from the stove. “Manon is asleep on the chaise upstairs.”

“She loved your interview,” Alya said. “Er, sorry for interrupting your interview to ask for my own interview, I realized right afterward that it was probably super rude of me.” Nadja accepted the apology, vaguely offering Alya the opportunity to do a joint interview sometime. 

After she left with a sleepy Manon, who woke up just enough to say goodbye to the girls before falling back asleep, Alya and Marinette finished the veggie stir fry and sat down to eat. 

“I’m surprised she wasn’t akumatized. She looked like she was about to lose her cool during the interview, but she seemed so much happier when she got here.” Alya put her hand on her chin. “Do you think she did get akumatized, and Ladybug and Chat Noir dealt with it in the twenty five minutes it took her to get here?” 

“That would probably be a new record,” Marinette said idly, not actually answering Alya’s question. “Hey, it’s already pretty late. Do you want to sleep over and practice your interview questions? I can’t promise I’ll make a good Ladybug or Chat Noir, though,” she laughed. 

“Absolutely, girl! As long as you promise not to steal my questions and interview Ladybug yourself.” They shared a good laugh over that, for different reasons, and started a long night of a faux interview.

♪~ ᕕ(ᐛ)ᕗ

#like siblings AU #miraculous ladybug #more like sage is too lazy to write actual serious akuma battles AU #the way I see it Ladybug and Chat Noir could do a much better job if they were good at communication and werent distracted by the love squar #not that they arent already doing a good job for two stressed out teenagers #if theres one thing Im the worst at writing its endings #if it really came down to it I could probably write a battle. but endings are hard #someone give nadja a break tbh she goes into so many akuma battles to report

[yournewfavoritethings]

Y’all we gotta do something about the education system

I’m not just talking about the American school system, I’m talking about every one. I saw this post and it just tRigGEreD me to the core:

YALL WE GOTTA STEP IT THE F*** UP. CLAP YOUR HANDS IF YOU LIKE SCHOOL. HEAR THAT? NO YA DONT. literally everyone hates school and why?

We aren’t passionate abt what we’re learning

Information is forced upon us in an unhealthy process

The work is unreasonable and most likely things we won’t ever use again

Lastly, it teaches us to fit into little cut out spaces and fill roles that society expects from us.

Let’s dive deeper, shall we

Passion:

We’ve all heard this before, and yet none of us have taken a stand in any way that makes a difference. Listen, I know we all need basic math skills, and probably should read that Shakespeare book, and I agree. However, it doesn’t make sense that every year it’s MATH, HISTORY, SCIENCE, ENGLISH, and a sport or something. Like, how much do you think I’m gonna remember guys?

And none of us are into it. Personally, I love English. I could read and write and depict novels all day. On the other hand, I hate science with a passion. It does not make sense. Many students are like this, better at other subjects and maybe not as good at something else. Why is that so bad? I find myself dozing off in class bc it’s so boring. The way we’re learning isn’t learning at all. It’s being damn good at memorizing and cramming things last minute. THAT ISNT LEARNING which leads me into my next point

How we learn

First off, I’ve had 5 good teachers in my life. 5. I’m a sophomore in high school. The only reason I know weird things about how geometry works is bc of my 6th grade math teacher. The only reason I get human geography is bc of my AP human teacher. You wonder why I don’t understand biology? WE TAKE NOTES FROM OUR TEACHERS PAGES AND LISTEN TO HER READ OFF THE SCREEN. You wonder why my homework is excellent and my tests are failures? BECAUSE THEY ARENT TEACHING AT ALL, THEYRE EXPECTING US TO KNOW BC WE STUDY, AND THEREFORE ARENT DOING THEIR JOBS.

Secondly, students don’t learn the same. There’s this art piece of a monkey, a fish, and an insect or something and they’re all asked to climb a tree. This is the education system. Sometimes, people can learn easily bc they get it. For others, it’s impossible bc it’s not who they are.

And it’s unhealthy

get up at 6. Get off at 4. Have 3 hours of homework. Go to sleep at 9. Repeat. Do you know how unhealthy that is for teenagers? I play a sport and I have to go to practice at least two school nights a week. And on the weekend, teachers pile on everythingggggg. You wonder why we procrastinate? Cause we are unmotivated, tired, and physically unable. I take all AP classes bc it’s fun to learn, if you think about it. I’d love to know about the ecosystem and the planets. I think science is fun! I soak up facts about our ancestors and how our world came to be. I think history is fun! But the busy work, the stress, the never ending due-dates, finals, and homework make it unbareable.

Y’all have heard this before: we won’t use the work in the future.

No we won’t. The only thing I’d need it for is helping my kids with their homework, because the education system doesn’t change despite how awful it is. Honestly, it just keeps getting worse. Ted talks and posts about this are endless, so I won’t go into detail, you get the just.

Societal Roles

School is meant to enhance our creativity and our uniqueness, but it does the exact opposite. It discourages our individuality by making us take tests and work for meaningless grades. Think of the billionaires who didn’t go to college. Think of the successful people who are mathematicians or scientists. Everyone that comes to mind when I think of someone successful, probably didn’t use any of their prior high school knowledge to achieve their dreams. I’m tired of being anxious all the time. Even as the school year nears I feel myself becoming depressed, scared, and stressed already. What a shame.

Solution:

My first solution is that we have Fridays as half days, and start school at at least 9, but 10 would be better. The school day should still end at 4.

Why?

This will decrease stress dramatically and allow students proper time to rest. Having that delay will allow students to have healthier sleeping schedules and more time to do homework. While this does decrease time for actual learning, I believe schools can make it work. Having A/B schedules where students have half their classes on A day and the other half on B day should suffice nicely. As for Friday’s, the school should get out at 12 and be kept open until 3 for students to come in for tutoring. Teachers will then have to work until 4 bc we need our grades in and this allows them up to 4 hours to sort everything out.

Next solution, from Kinder through 8th grade, the four main subjects should be enforced as they are just basic means of education (but kept the same as they already are). High school should allow students to have 3 years of each, so that they can pick which classes they want to take that year.

This allows more room for endorsements and sports throughout your high school years. Personally, high school is already a drag for me and if they’re gonna continue the work load, then they’ve gotta cut the time we have to endure it. Everyone I know is so anxious all the time, they’ve turned to drugs and alcohol and juuls. Honestly, I think it’s bc it gives them an escape, but I wouldn’t know. On top of that, everyone’s depressed. I can blame about 70% of this on education alone. Imagine having the freedom to grow into a person you want to be. With this schedule, I really think we can. We have more time to figure out who we are and what our passion is through picking classes that suit us instead of the main 4. Plus, teachers will benefit as well. They get to teach those who want to learn their subject and will strive for it.

Last solution, work load needs to be fixed.

I’m not just talking homework, I’m talking busy work, projects, and tests. I’d rather learn than do that crap, bc, what a shocker! It doesn’t help. Tests should be once every two months, with quizzes enforced every two weeks. Quizzes should be no longer than 20 questions, and tests no longer than 40. Half the amount of homework we already receive should become optional, and a study resource more than a grade. I get about 5 pages a week in math alone, not to mention the amount I get from other classes. Let’s cut that to about 15 questions and have 3 pages of optional study work that help you understand the subject.

And for busy work, let’s make that a thing once every week, and for a short amount of time. The rest should be practicing with the teacher or optional station work.

Projects, on the other hand, should be given once every month. They shouldn’t be huge projects, but just simple ones to cover the unit. Nor should they be useless. I’m not gonna go design a topographic map at home and waste my money on poster paper or connect a baseball game to a mathematical equation. Give me a few key materials to research and a few options on how I want to complete it such as, google site, video, presentation, or creative side like drawing. Whatever benefits the student.

See how I’ve included every students needs and ways of processing the material, along with setting realistic expectations to uphold them to? Not that hard.

Please feel free to add more! I’d love to hear y’alls opinion on school and what you think of my solution! I’ll probably make a legit paper on this bc I kinda just threw this post together lol

#school #advocate #change #acceptance #education #american education system #ted talk #welcome to my ted talk #paper #back to school #i hate school #we are the change #studying #school work #study tips #tips #hacks #life hacks #freedom of our students

[shametheshadow]

It's been a while. A lot of shit's been going on since I was last kinda active. Sorry, I dont remember how to hide this under a read more line... feel free to scroll past if you arent in the mood for existential whinging. I got a new job and it's pleasant. The people are nice. It's still food, but it's at a fancy restaurant where the management actually cares and tries to keep their crew happy. The hours could be better and I'm currently sick of salads with how many I've made. They give hours based on reliability and if you're a hard worker who is nice to work with. But like... everybody is nice and hard working so it's hard to just muscle in sometimes. But on the positive side I've dropped ten pounds, probably thanks to how light my wallet is. Had an issue with my little brother. Well, there's been an unspoken issue for years that I've been trying to just give him space on, but it finally came to a head. I called him out and he said some pretty hurtful things. I saw him on Christmas, but it wasnt the same. I think it kind of damaged something between us, or at the very least it certainly has me. I think, as people, we build these pillars of absolute truths into our identities. The things we know without a doubt, that we can rely on to stay true even when things are bad. Like, that the sky is blue or that a parent we have will always love us. When those truths are shaken they really make you wonder what else could be wrong or if there was ever any truth in it to begin with. For me, no matter how bad I felt or hated myself, I knew I could be a good sister. I'd throw myself down for it. I have done so, unfortunately, many times before. We all see the world a little differently, so my truth may not be the truth someone else sees. I dont know whether that makes it any better, but I certainly feel unsure about more things now than I used to. Some days I even feel like giving up on our relationship. I'm just too tired, too worn down, and I don't think I can handle being called a failure again. Which sucks, because I dont really want to. I just want to know how to fix it, even though I'm not sure I have any more energy to try again if it's just going to lead to another failure. And on top of all of that my bio dad and all those siblings are tasting the bitter consequences of their actions. My youngest sister got taken away from her parents because instead of breaking up and being adults about it they have to be petty and cowardly. One has unchecked anger issues mixed with plenty of excuses and the other thinks she's owed some sort of respect despite her immature actions. Thing is, I've had plenty of talks with my bio dad about the effects their toxic relationship have on his 6 year old daughter. He knows. He isnt stupid or blind. He'd just rather keep it going despite everyone's unhappiness and dig a deeper hole so he doesn't have to risk losing custody of his daughter if they break up. And here we are now. With his daughter taken away and given to our 21 year old sister who doesn't have a clue. And they've failed to regain custody once already. And you know the fucking hilariously tragic part of it? Me and my sister Des are the only two without some sort of record so nobody else in the family can help. Just a fucking warning for any teens out there who think being a gangster is cool, life always has consequence. Doing drugs, selling pills, pimping, stealing cars, assault, having unregistered weapons... my family has probably done just about anything. Apparently my bio dad's stepfather even threatened to shoot my grandma once. There's an argument to made about the environment they all grew up in, but I really wish people would just have the self awareness to realize that things will always find a way to bite you in the ass and it's it big enough then it'll get the people around you too. I normally get my sister on weekends, but I need to work Saturdays as a requirement for my employment. I try to cut it short so I can be there when they drop her off, but half the time they dont and send her somewhere she isnt supposed to go. I'm risking my job trying to be there when I'm needed, just for them to change their mind at the last second because I wasnt home soon enough. They'd rather risk losing our sister to the system by breaking the rules. CPS doesn't play around. I've had to tell them two or three times that I couldn't take our sister because I was sick or dealing with some really stressful family stuff that Koral didnt need to be there to see. Every time I feel like the punishment is that they stop letting me see her by not bringing her over anymore. Then out of the blue they call on a weekday and ask if I can take her because she has a day off or something. I have never once said no but every time it sends me into an anxiety attack because I can't handle being kept in the dark until they need me. It's got me so worked up that sometimes I genuinely wish I had never been told my dad wasnt my real dad. Of course, I know that by knowing I can help a little girl who needs help, but I wont lie and say that I never wished I didn't have time deal with any of it. I got the news today that my bio dad is in trouble for something else, though they wouldn't say what. So they arent going to give him custody until that's settled at the very least. Shortly into it my sister had asked me to take over the guardianship. I was so out of the loop that I thought the question was absurd. I thought they'd pull it together and get her back in a short time, so what would the point of moving her to another town and school be? How would I go about that? What would the home requirements be? Would I be able to provide for the both of us? I wouldn't be able to leave work until 4 at the earliest shift, so would after school stuff be best or daycare? There's so much that goes into taking care of a kid to just spring that question onto someone. Now it's been four or five months and I'm hating the idea that she's stuck there in the middle of it all more and more. People keep telling me I should take her. Even my manager after I broke down and told him everything after my sister's call left me a mess at work, said that I would be the better option. I know what it's like to be fought over in custody battles and I understand way too well the fear of being taken away from your home as well as what it's like to change schools. I dont want that for Koral. I dont even know if I would be the better option. I talked to my cousin, whom I live with, about it for a while last night and she said she wouldn't be opposed to having Koral with us... but I feel bad making this her issue too. I want what is best for my sister. She's way too smart. You know when unqualified pet owners get a dog breed that is really smart and they struggle to meet the needs to keep it entertained so it just makes trouble? That is what my sister is like. My family has their strengths, but Koral is 6 and could run circles both physically and mentally around them. It might be "funny" now, but Lansing itself is a shitty influence on people and by the time she's a teenager and wants to go to a party, nothing is going to keep her from getting out short of bars on the windows and doors. The only thing stopping her from doing it now is motive. But would I do any better? I genuinely dont know. I wish I could talk to my brother about it. He knows where I come from and, even if he thinks I failed, he could at least tell me how to be better so I dont fuck up again for a little girl who is in a situation similar to one we were in. I asked Des today if she wanted to talk to their case worker about transfering guardianship. She said she's have to talk to her dad... which is bullshit. He lost the right to dictate where Koral goes when he fucked up. How is he supposed to be motivated to fix this if the only thing that has changed is that she doesn't sleep in her bedroom anymore? He shouldn't see her when he wants to or be able to say what happens to her. And I dont say that because I think he shouldn't ever be able to, because I want him to step it up, I just feel like he wont if things keep going as they are. I dont want to lose my sister to the system. Supposedly the social worker said that Koral also has to stay in the same school and can't see anyone not on the already approved list of people for the sake of consistency... but that's stupid. I know that changing schools can be traumatizing, and if Lansing was a good place to live and raise a kid, then maybe I'd try to make that work, but it isnt. So it makes me wonder that if I came to the table with a clearly stable, appealing plan would they change their minds? If it were my choice, I'd have her in therapy to help deal with everything, maybe a sport like gymnastics or whatever else she might be interested in to keep her engaged. I'm planning a kids d&d session for her and another kiddo that she plays with when she's here because last time she found my monster manual and got obsessed. And I know it wont be all good. She's a handful and a brat, and she can be a force of nature when she doesn't get her way, but I've been an older sister since I was five and my family didnt out up with bratty behavior. I know how to deal with it, and I also know how to use the internet and other resources to learn. Hell, I live with a child therapist/youth minister. I know I could do it. Even if it ended up being a permanent thing. I'm torn between the fear of not being enough at the expense of my sister's wellbeing and knowing that I'd gladly twist myself into a pretzel to try and do right. But when it comes to other people, especially a kid, is trying enough? Good intentions don't equal a quality of living. So yeah, that's where I am right now. Trying to be better and figure out who I am while also being incredibly stressed out and lost. If you read through this, thank you for listening to this TED talk. I'm open to advice.

#That's how far down this rabbit hole I am #I'm looking for guidance from the internet #long post

[weirdlizard26]

For the ask meme? All of them.

jay,,,

give me a sec to edit this post ok

1. coffee mugs, teacups, wine glasses, water bottles, or soda cans?

wine glasses are like reading glasses except you wear them while drinking wine

i’d say water bottles but only the ones that can handle heat and stuff and not poison your drink with plastic or whatever

2. chocolate bars or lollipops?

i havent had a lollipop in a good while so thats my choice

3. bubblegum or cotton candy?

havent tried either but boy i’d love to try just a little bit of cotton candy at leastonce

4. how did your elementary school teachers describe you?

bro,,,,,, that was like 10 years ago, how am i supposed to remember that,,,,,,,

5. do you prefer to drink soda from soda cans, soda bottles, plastic cups or glass cups?

i usually drink soda from plastic cups but honestly? nothing beats the experience of sipping that sweet sweet ambrosia from the bottle,,, but also i’d love to try soda in a can some day!

6. pastel, boho, tomboy, preppy, goth, grunge, formal or sportswear?

idk what half of these would look like but sportswear always wins in my book

7. earbuds or headphones?

ok i actually googled whats the difference and im more of an earbuds person! theyrejust safer i think and it makes me kinda anxious when im home listening tomusic and cant hear anything going on around me

8. movies or tv shows?

tv shows! well, unless the episodes are like 40 minutes or a full hour because its hard to focus for that long kfjsndkfs

9. favorite smell in the summer?

pavement after rain and also. grass.

10. game you were best at in p.e.?

haha thats a funny joke you made there *starts crying*

11. what you have for breakfast on an average day?

just a couple of meat+cheese+mayo sandwiches! if its summer mom cuts tomatoes or cucumbers for us and as they start getting more and more expensive we replace them with pickles!

12. name of your favorite playlist?

sorry i couldnt choose!

13. lanyard or key ring?

key ring!

14. favorite non-chocolate candy?

aaaa i love fruit flavored ones!

15. favorite book you read as a school assignment?

aaaaaaaa i dont remember if it was elementary or middle school but we were assigned this really cool ukrainian book that ive actually read before they assigned it. well, nobody here will recognize it but it was Тореадори з Васюківки by Всеволод Нестайко and it was about 2 boys who were best friends growing up in the countryside and they went on adventures and had fun and their friendship made me so happy,,, i guess i was all for cool friendship portrayal even back then! it was mostly laughs and jokes but some moments were actually serious and hit me really hard and i remember them to this day actually

16. most comfortable position to sit in?

its a myth, sitting was created as a personal attack on me

17. most frequently worn pair of shoes?

my trusty old sneakers!! theyre all black and the sole is very soft and nice

18. ideal weather?

when the sun is out and its just warm enough to show off your new graphic tee and also very soft and nice

19. sleeping position?

i just lie on my left side like a fool

20. preferred place to write (i.e., in a note book, on your laptop, sketchpad, post-it notes, etc.)?

notebook!

21. obsession from childhood?

TEENAGE MUTANT NINJA TURTLES!!! AND DANNY PHANTOM!!!! i even made a ghost fighting costume once,,,, tho it wasnt much of a costume, it was just fingerless gloves i cut out of paper. they were extremely uncomfortable. but very effective in fighting ghosts!

22. role model?

kfjsdnfk i have a bunch! might sound weird but one of them is bdg i think??? and the other 2 are some online acquaintances whom im too afraid to interact with more often than i do

23. strange habits?

repeating silly lines i hear on tv / in anime/cartoons? and also i never touch food with my right hand unless its plums?? and there are more but. you know. bad memory.

24. favorite crystal?

all of them!!!!!

25. first song you remember hearing?

my grandma used to sing this to me over the phone

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wUPnqqPXQsw

26. favorite activity to do in warm weather?

go for a walk!

27. favorite activity to do in cold weather?

slep

28. five songs to describe you?

we are the people by empire of the sun

home by cavetown

strawberry blonde by mitski

smile like you mean it by the killers

afterlife by arcade fire

29. best way to bond with you?

wash your hands very thoroughly and make jokes

30. places that you find sacred?

i see nature i go crazy from how much respect i have for it

31. what outfit do you wear to kick ass andtake names?

*wearing hinata cosplay* im here to play volleyball and kick your ass and as you can see ive already played today’s match

32. top five favorite vines?

road work ahead

a avocado!! thanks!!!!!

REBECCA THIS IS NOT WHAT YOU THINK

i fell can you help me :(

that vine where ukulele sounds like human voices and people sounds like ukuleles

33. most used phrase in your phone?

idk how to check that??? sowwy

34. advertisements you have stuck in your head?

the stomach meds ad they keep showing on tv

35. average time you fall asleep?

3am? 4am? idk for sure

36. what is the first meme you remember ever seeing?

t-trollface…

37. suitcase or duffel bag?

havent used either (cause ive never traveled anywhere too far away) but the latter looks pretty and i feel like it would fit more stuff

38. lemonade or tea?

depends on my mood!

39. lemon cake or lemon meringue pie?

dont kick me but im not sure if ive ever tried either ;w;

40. weirdest thing to ever happen at your school?

the school’s cat who hates most people actually kinda warmed up to me even tho im terrible with animals

41. last person you texted?

jay uwu

42. jacket pockets or pants pockets?

afabs cant have both huh

but i want both. please give me both.

43. hoodie, leather jacket, cardigan, jean jacket or bomber jacket?

all of these sound nice but my lazy ass will always go for hoodies

44. favorite scent for soap?

aaaaaaaa im allergic to a lot of soaps but i like flower scented ones

45. which genre: sci-fi, fantasy or superhero?

i love all of them dearly but lately ive been more into superheroes i think. im not sure really sure what exactly i feel

46. most comfortable outfit to sleep in?

something really really long

47. favorite type of cheese?

there are different types????

48. if you were a fruit, what kind would you be?

i hope im a pear

49. what saying or quote do you live by?

become a good person. thats all.

50. what made you laugh the hardest you ever have?

i dont remember what it was but i remember i was with my friends and we couldnt stop laughing for several minutes and ive never felt happier

51. current stresses?

UNIVERSITY FUCK OFF!!!

52. favorite font?

i like comic sans

53. what is the current state of your hands?

they arent doing so hot tbh, my dermatitis is back again

54. what did you learn from your first job?

i dont have one!

55. favorite fairy tale?

gonna be honest chief, i dont remember too many of them ;w;

56. favorite tradition?

on new year’s we turn the lights off, light up a candle in the kitchen, laugh at president’s speech and only then starts eating

57. the three biggest struggles you’ve overcome?

getting over a lost friendship, passing high school finals and uni entrance exams and coming out to my best friend

58. four talents you’re proud of having?

singing!! being able to learn how to do most things pretty quickly!!! and i cant think of anything else but honestly these two are quite enough for me

59. if you were a video game character, what would your catchphrase be?

uh oh! guess what! i dont have a catchphrase and im very self-conscious about it!

60. if you were a character in an anime, what kind of anime would you want it to be?

im torn between sports anime and slice of life

61. favorite line you heard from a book/movie/tv show/etc.?

because humans dont have wings we look for other ways to fly

from haikyuu

obviously

62. seven characters you relate to?

tsukishima kei from haikyuu

mae borowski from nitw

apollo justice from ace attorney

flame princess from adventure time

donatello from tmnt

sokka from atla

kageyama shigeo from mob psycho 100

63. five songs that would play in your club?

mr brightside, bohemian rhapsody, smile like you mean it by the killers and allof haikyuu ops and eds

64. favorite website from your childhood?

if social media counts, vkontakte i guess?? i didnt really go anywhere else and it still exists and i thriving so im not sure if it should count fkjsndkjf

65. any permanent scars?

yeah, the one from my very first vaccination from when i was a few months old i think and also some traces of when i had chickenpox

66. favorite flower(s)?

idk a lot of flower names but i really like tulips

67. good luck charms?

dont have any at the moment but i’d love to get one!

68. worst flavor of any food or drink you’ve ever tried?

whatever fish mom used to buy when we were kids >:(

69. a fun fact that you don’t know how you learned?

bro my memory isnt good enough to remember those,,

70. left or right handed?

im a righty but i had to become a lefty for like a month when i broke my pinkie

71. least favorite pattern?

i like traditional ukrainian ornaments

72. worst subject?

history :P

73. favorite weird flavor combo?

ice cream + fries

74. at what pain level out of ten (1 through 10) do you have to be at before you take an advil or ibuprofen?

idk how pain levels work but i try not to take meds unless the pain is interfering with studying

75. when did you lose your first tooth?

idk but i had a box full of my teeth for so long they turned to dust and i had to throw it away

76. what’s your favorite potato food (i.e. tater tots, baked potatoes, fries, chips, etc.)?

RHNGRHGNRHGRNH EVERYTHING except for freshly made mashed potatoes

77. best plant to grow on a windowsill?

if its green it can stay

78. coffee from a gas station or sushi from a grocery store?

have never had either of those and i hope i never will cause they sound gross!

79. which looks better, your school id photo or your driver’s license photo?

i dont have a license, so.

80. earth tones or jewel tones?

kfjsndfks depends on the mood tbh!

81. fireflies or lightning bugs?

fireflies!

82. pc or console?

i WISH i had a console but this is too broke for that,, i played a couple of times tho and it feels more fun than pc!

83. writing or drawing?

please dont make me choose, ive abandoned both and its making me feel bad

84. podcasts or talk radio?

podcasts :O

84. barbie or polly pocket?

idk what polly pocket is but barbie rules!!!

85. fairy tales or mythology?

i feel like sometimes fairy tales are kinda like watered down myths so i have a right to say i like both

86. cookies or cupcakes?

my heart goes to cookies

87. your greatest fear?

finding out im faking any part of my identity

88. your greatest wish?

get through whatever’s going on right now

89. who would you put before everyone else?

mom

90. luckiest mistake?

when i recorded an undertale medley and got a few notes wrong but it actually ended up sounding better than originally

91. boxes or bags?

boxes!

92. lamps, overhead lights, sunlight or fairy lights?

fairy lights……

93. nicknames?

never really had many? my bff calls me mr smith sometimes but thats all i can think of fkjsdnfs but also! steve used to be my nickname before i decided my life my own and i get to choose my name

94. favorite season?

spring ;w;

95. favorite app on your phone?

sudoku

 96. desktop background?

 97. how many phone numbers do you have memorized?

my own and my mom’s

 98. favorite historical era?

eh im not very fond of the past because not every time period had soap

#wl26 #wl26 answers #flamingerrs #jay just so you know i love you a whole lot #i really did that huh #long post

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Brainstorming about my yokai watch ocs: Dimmy and Gorgeous Ambassador, the most cutest family

* My Dimmy's name is Blythe and they are nonbinary. Gorgeous Ambassador is male and i dont have a name for him yet. I was thinking maybe try and make up a dub name for kageusuo (anime exclusive pre evolution) that sounds like it could have been his nickname as a human? Cos his story is that he used to be a wandering mercenary in ye olde ninja times, i feel like itd be fitting.

* Blythe is the main partner of my protagonist in my yokai watch lp, basically the jibanyan of the anime of my heart. Their personality is mostly similar to the Dimmy in the anime, but i feel like theyre maybe older and more powerful than the average Dimmy? Like a weak low evolution yokai thats stayed unevolved for centuries and is actually more skilled and world weary than you'd assume. Protag just got lucky that she bumped into this one super magikarp, lol! Also i like to draw them looking more teenage age by just taking the regular Dimmy design and making the tail extra super long. They stand roughly twice as tall as the protagonist and can wrap around her shoulders like a scarf :3 Blythe is however totally unaware of their super powerful mega skill and is very self depreciating and low confidence. But Mallory totally sees them as a cool older sibling mentor figure and is always trying to figure out ways to make their tol squiggle friend feel included and valued :3

* the way Gorgeous Ambassador comes into the picture is that he was actually the same sort of figure to Blythe! Back in the ninja era Blythe was partners with another human, but he passed away in tragic circumstances and it led to their current depressed self. However he actually reincarnated as a yokai and has been trying to find his lil sibling ever since! I feel like he was a failure samurai who tried to protect people but was so weak he never could. And he was always broke and starving and begging to do any sort of miscellaneous jobs for anyone or even let them punch him in the stomach for a few coins. And he had just as much self confidence issues as Blythe but he coped with it by becoming a compulsive liar instead, always boasting and trying to sell himself as some legendary hero to keep from facing the truth. Since Blythe was a cute lil babby yokai at the time, they always believed their human master's tall tales and looked up to him, which made him feel really guilty and try harder to work on becoming someone this kid could be genuinely proud of.

* Blythe was first born as a household spirit. Cos i was thinking about what Dimmy would be before it became a ninja, since the medallium description says it 'got a job as a ninja to put its powers to use', so like it isnt really a ninja yokai but just a yokai thats a ninja? I guess?? I figured that the idea of being an invisible shadow supporter fit with household spirits/domovoi/zakishi warishi (probably mispelled that) and the various other similar creatures in mythologies all over the world. Just the idea that theres some sort of being that protects your house and if you give it offerings and take good care of the place it will protect you and your family. So yeah its my headcanon that thats how Dimmys are born, and that theres probably many variants wearing different outfits inspired by whatever type of humans they guarded. Tho yeh ninja is a job that works really well with their abilities so it makes sense itd be the primary representative of the species in the games.

* Human-dude-who-would-become-gorgeous-ambassador first met Blythe when one of his various failed attempts to get a job happened to cross paths with the family Blythe was guarding. This family didnt believe in such old suspicions and never gave offerings to their household spirit, so it stayed small and weak and was almost fading away. Baby blythe didnt know why their humans didnt love them, even though they tried so hard to bring good luck and clean the fireplace and stuff. So they felt a sense of kinship with this poor failure samurai who was begging for food on their doorstep. The humans of the household spat in his face and turned him away empty handed, but the tiny yokai snuck some rice from the pantry and gave it to him. They were surprised that he was able to see them, and he gave them the first thank you they'd ever had!

* Addendum note: i feel like gorgeous samurai was cursed with being able to see yokai from a young age and its part of whay made him so determined to become strong enough to protect people. Perhaps his biological family was killed by an evil yokai and nobody ever believed what he saw? And he wandered japan trying to save other people and always failing and being blamed for what happened, since nobody could see the real culprit. This reputation of being a liar when he wasnt = he ended up actually lying about how he was totally fine and not sad and also great and not hating himself. Its not really something he can control anymore, its like a stress response and it keeps getting him in trouble but he cant stop. "Yes sure i can save the day, i'm awesome!" only makes things worse when he inevitably loses again, whic only makes his self confidence worse and traps him further in the lies...

* so anyway, he became friends with this lil babby yokai and kept coming back to visit them and tell more tall tales of his grand adventures. And eventually he managed to help Blythe come out of their shell a little and agree to leave this house where they were only fading away. Haunting him instead, the lil shadow soon flourished back to full health from being loved for the first time. And their new big bro would always give them the biggest share of all the food even when he was starving, and always wasted his money buying things for them, and knitted them lil scarfs and just HE WAS A GOODEST BIG BRO! They also made a great team, and he was finally able to fight evil yokai with a yokai of his own helping him out. Things were good for a few years!

* Eventually though, they faced a foe too strong for them to defeat. (Not sure yet who it is, cos it could be cool if they faced it again in the present day for a rematch?) Blythe's human friend ran into a burning building to save the people being attacked by this yokai, but because he was already gravely injured he didnt manage to make it out in time. And blythe was just a tiny bab who wasnt strong enough to carry his unconcious body to safety. So their last memories of him are of crying and begging him to wake up as the house fell apart all around them, and eventually the flames swallowed him up. the tiny yokai just ran and ran away from their shame, and never saw an ashy figure rising from the ruins and calling their name...

* eventually after years of struggling alone and lacking meaning in life, Blythe had a chance meeting with our protagonist and thus begins my yokai watch 1 lets play! At the same time their yokaified big bro is still out there searching for them, and maybe one day theyll meet again...

* also i wanna go with the pre-evo the anime added of Gorgeous Ambassador evolving from a sad depressed vampire lookin dude. Even if the whole circumstances here are vastly different! But we dont really have any info on what kageusuo's powers or stats would be, so i guess i'm free to mess around with that? I like the idea of it being vampiric just cos i feel it looks like that. But instead of drinking blood maybe its a hunger for shadows? Which is actually beneficial to humans and makes them less overshadowed aka the opposite of Dimmy's power. So if you ever feel that you're radiating charisma with perhaps a slightly lighter shadow, maybe youve been inspirited by this guy! And then the evolution into Gorgeous Ambassador doesnt actually change anything at all, except just looking more fashionable and confident (which is absolutely a lie). His power already made people more fabulous while being unable to affect himself, he just worked a bit harder on himself to try and catch up with everyone else. Self care vampire!

* oh and in this interpretation the way that kageusuo would be integrated into the gameplay is that Gorgeous Ambassador would get a new ability that lets him switch forms in battle, rather than it being a separate yokai. (Tho would still have a separate entry in the medallium just for conveinience of being able to view both character models whenever you want) Stuff that causes low confidence would make him poof between forms, and itd just be something like more attack based vs defense based, or maybe having two separate personality stats so its like his AI is slightly more versatile than the usual frustratingness of most yokai? Srsly im still so annoyed at so many yokai that have two mutually exclusive moves and the ai is stupid about using them at the wrong time to cancel each other out. Like how Dimmy can be given the AI personality to focus on attacking and thus take advantage of its auto-skill to be good at dodging aka a glass cannon. BUT also one of its skills gives that same status to an ally instead, which by definition takes it away from itself cos 'dont target this other guy' means there arent many other options. So you cpuld alternatively play dimmy as a supporter who exclusively protects others with that ability BUT the annoying part is that even when you set an AI profile to one particular move it still only makes it LIKELY to do that and not guaranteed. So every now and again your attacking dimmy will cancel its own buff to protect an enemy, or your supporting dimmy will forget to support abd instead buff itself despite not having the attack stat build to take advantage of it. Plus you cant have both and switch between modes mid battle, so thatd be REALLY useful if one yokai actually could do that, and also could change stats to fit! Im not sure how to give it a trigger condition thatd let you sorta change at will but also not be 100% easy and overpowered. I was thinking tying it to his confidence could mean missed attacks turn him into kageusuo and critical hits turn into gorgeous? But thatd be TOO uncontrollable...

* oh actually i think maybe i'll nickname him Amber! Just cos my brain just mispronounced gorgeous ambassador and It Kinda Works??? Also its a kind of name that sounds very pretty but also has connotations of gentle shyness, i think. Matches the duality of his fake boastfulness vs his true self doubt.

* Oh and i also thought of maybe having Blythe evolve into Casanono, even though you cant do that in canon. I feel like turning into a pretty humanoid would be a good way to symbolize their growing confidence ans casanono/casanuva has a big nonbinary aesthetic in my opinion. Plus of course the fact casanono is a variabt of a confident yokai thats actyally shy. Originally older brother dude was gonna be a casanuva to match, until i heard about Gorgerous Ambassador and decided it fits him better (especially with that new anime form!) So now im thinking maybe have Blythe be both casanono and casanuva at once, similar to their bro's form switching? But itd be more like casanuva is a rare super saiyan esque powerup when they experience rare moments of confidence. Im pretty much just doing this because SADLY casanono is a joke character who is literally mechanically forced to be useless in battle. Its ability makes it harder to catch yokai which ia already goddamn difficult, and it wastes a skill slot too. As opposed to Dimmy who has a similar personality of always being ignored and depressed but its abilities are actually beneficial. Itd suck to go from Blythe being my mvp to being unable to use them at all, so this would be a way to still always draw them as casanono in comics to match their actual personality, but using casanuva in battle cos.. Well.. Yeah its the functional one of the two. Level-5 if youre listening please make casanono useable in future games!! Casanuva is absolutely the worst one personality wise so it sucks that the game agrees with his ego that he's great and also punches his depressed counterpart into the bin of ignoreness DESPITE BEING SUPER SYMPATHETIC AND RELATEABLE AND ALSO CUTER COLOURSCHEME

Anyway thats all the thoughts i have so far. Except oh also itd be funny if throughout the whole story blythe keeps talking about their dead brother as if he was the super best most serious hero and then when the protagobists actually meet him he's this gaudy dork XD

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