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divinekangaroo · 3 months

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What Tommy secretly likes about Lizzie in bed you reckon?

The Alfie shaped dildo killed me XD

Which brings me to the question - are you still planning to write their Paris honeymoon fic?

XD my writing strength/pleasure is taking the most crack seeming premise and making it heartbreaking because let me tell you, wow, did i want that to be an absolute tearjerker

Honeymoon fic - it's still on the timeline list as one of three bits of interest for me between S4 and S5, and I've more than half outlined it, but I've been hit with an Absolute Plague of Anxiety lately really crimping recreational activity. The kind that makes opening a partial doc which made perfect sense when I wrote it and read it previously, suddenly seem like a pile of gibberish stacked on top of itself.

So I'm slowing down to try to sort out what's going on, get back into myself again a little. Mostly, I think the anxiety it's the ominous impending cascade of Demands with work, daycare, parental aging needs, legal stuff, financial stuff all lining up, plus ongoing baby-led minor sleep deprivation. Putting sentences together in coherent ways starts to feel like another Demand that my instinctive self is noping out of; but I've been through this before and just have to work through it somehow...

Ooh, is that a headcanon!Tommy or a canon!Tommy question? Headcanon sex stuff is easy, I've a long slippery line of these leveraging from (extrapolating? diverging? offshooting from?) very random canon fragments, such as writing his softness/fondness of looking at Lizzie's bare feet actually triggered by my personal OMG NO when Diana stepped on Tommy's boat with her stockinged feet, rather than anything he's ever done with Lizzie's feet. I could go on if this is what you mean?

But canon interpolation feels quite difficult because of how they play the sex scenes - with exception of Tatiana and That Act, which is reused repeatedly throughout the series, the fact he's having sex and/or who with (and the conversations before/after the sex) seems dominant, so there's not a lot of internal sexual interpolation available. He just kind of...has sex. (This is one reason why I was fascinated with the show, TBH: dude has lots of sex and fits a certain stereotype because of that but actually seems kind of...put out by it? performs but doesn't really get into it? is often clearly into the person he's having sex with, but the sex, while enjoyable, is just what's now necessary and he's not particularly for or against it in any personal way?)

If anything, I'd say it's probably Lizzie's facial expressions particularly S5 onwards as intimacy increases: unlike the other sex scenes which are filmed full body, lots of nudity, touching etc, the Lizzie scenes by contrast have Tommy paying a lot of attention to her face more than anything else (albeit that in itself is a consequence of needing to be filmed, and possibly Natasha O'Keeffe has a no-nudity preference they needed to respect? Their scenes are notably different anyway). Even in S2/over the desk, there is a certain kind of Complicated Look he wears when he takes in her face and her sadness, in the aftermath. And if you look at the whole head-cradling, face-smooshing, nose bumping, nuzzling kind of stuff he does to show his connection with others, I imagine a not-too-far stretch is that he likes looking at her very closely throughout. So my bet is on him getting a full secret kick of feeling when he inadvertently makes her smile before/during/after, big and broad and unexpected, like, that’s for me no one else but me I did that, especially because she so hardly ever smiles like that.

#in my head they're two rigid bundles of vibrating anxiety in bed together that sometimes vibrate on the same frequency #anxious married couple bemused at how they came to be married #just kind of happened and they're rolling with it #thinking a good dose of performative heteronormativity might ease some of the anxiety but it doesn't

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imaginespazzi · 22 days

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Alright bestie, second chance bracket now that we’re down to the sweet 16, who you got?

Cos rn i got (and i’m actually mostly using my singular brain cell this time):

Elite 8

SC vs ND (i think Oregon St could upset ND but i hope not)

Texas v Stanford (i could see nc state potentially upsetting stanford but i think stanford holds on)

Colorado vs UCLA (wvu came sooo close to that golden upset, and so in jaylyn i trust to actually get the job done. UCLA and LSU have both seemed a bit shaky to me so this is a toss-up but no way in hell am i gonna choose milky)

USC vs UConn (of course)

Final Four

SC vs Texas (idk, stanford hasn’t given me a lot of confidence lately but i could be wrong!)

UCLA vs UConn (going with ucla marginally since they swept colorado during the regular szn, and huskies restarting that final four streak plus paige reminding everyone that’s still doubting, why she’s the best. Like i love juju but it’s still paige>>>)

National Championship

SC vs UConn

Champion

I want to say UConn, babes, I do but i just cannot see anyone beating SC rn and us even getting to this point with our (lack of) depth would be a heck of an achievement but beating SC is one too many hail marys i think 😭

Ngl though, i kinda don’t wanna see us lose to SC again in the championship game and so a part of me would actually rather us lose in the final 4 if that was the case 😬 (unless we play iowa or lsu then fuck that i’ll take the loss to sc)

I'm scared to predict at this point cause my brackets was in shambles and lowkey you and I are on the same wavelength with most of these but here we go:

Elite 8:

SC vs ND: SC obviously (and I need them to destroy those zionists) and I think Oregon St. could make something happen but I think after the Naismith "snub" (quotes cause I'm 50-50 on this) Hannah is gonna be on one and Oregon St. doesn't have anyone who can stop her.

Texas vs Stanford: Texas because Gonzaga does nothing for me and Stanford v NC-State is gonna be really interesting, but ultimately I don't see how NC-State stops Cam and Kiki.

Iowa vs UCLA: Listen I think Colorado can beat Iowa. I just don't think they can beat the refs+Iowa+the narrative the networks want. The same honestly could be said for LSU-UCLA because the LSU-Iowa rematch is what the NCAA wanted but I think UCLA can overcome that (as opposed to Colorado) because they're a better team and because LSU has been unimpressive to me

UConn vs USC: Baylor does not impress me at all and well the UConn-Duke matchup *pray pray pray* I'mma shut up about it because I'm not in the mood to jinx things

Final 4:

SC vs Stanford: I think the ND vs SC game will be a lot better than the one in Paris but SC is just too much at the end of the day. And again with Stanford-Texas, I could see it go either way but I just don't see Texas stopping Cam-Kiki both

UCLA vs UConn: UCLA is a better team but again there's a narrative and refs and even despite that as we saw last year, it could still be Iowa, but I still think it's gonna be UCLA. USC vs UConn, Juju vs Paige might cancel out but I'd like to think the rest of the UConn team (if they show up) is better than the USC also just who's gonna guard Aaliyah?

National Championship

SC vs UConn: I do actually have Stanford in my bracket but as you said they're kinda not giving me the greatest vibes and well SC is SC. On the other side though, fuck it, in Paige Bueckers we believe. But also, I think this is a much better team than the one that faced UCLA in November. We were figuring things out and the team's morale was really low, I think we'll be much better. Also never underestimate Cori Close's ability to be outcoached especially if it's Geno of all people. A

Champion: I'm not gonna say it but y'all know what I'm thinking. Does it make sense to pick SC? Yes. If you're a betting person, do that. But me I'm here for vibe so once again, fuck it, in Paige Bueckers we believe!

#ask #wcbb #ncaa wbb #when i get all of these wrong y'all can just pretend i said nothing thanks <3

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typingwithmyhandstied · 7 months

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Do you have any guesses for what some of the Taylor Swift references in fhh will be?

I have no real solid it will definitely happen guesses. I do have some that I would really like that might actually be possible.

Mine: it is very plausible with Rosalind and Orion's pasts. Plus, I would love it.

Last Kiss: I don't think Chloe could resist it at this point.

Would've Could've Should've: it's on the playlist, and it would be a very fitting one. I will be taking it as a reference if she uses any of these words in the same paragraph or even page.

It's Time To Go: I swear if this is referenced in Oliver's pov in flashbacks of him leaving, I might actually like him (I don't blame him for leaving to begin with only other crap). I also think this could be referenced in other contexts too.

Daylight: this is the one I am betting on. Mostly because I would freak out. I really love this song (I got to see it live yayyayayay). I do think Chloe already kind of referenced it in TPATS but-

It's Nice To Have A Friend: I do think this would be possible with a Rosalind and Orion wedding most likely being the ending. This would be one of the songs to reference for sure. If she referenced this with Philas, I think I might faint.

No Body No Crime: you never know... mostly putting this on here because if it was referenced in regard to Alisa, I would freak out.

I feel like there's a good chance there'll be a few Midnights references. Maybe midnight rain, hits different, mastermind, etc. Paris is in the FLF playlist too.

I feel like there is more I might be forgetting at the moment, so I will reblog if I think of any. I'm curious to know what you think!

#thank you for the ask <3 #foul lady fortune #chloe gong #foul heart huntsman #secret shanghai #phoebe hong #silas wu #orion hong #rosalind lang #oliver hong #celia lang #alisa montagova

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little-miss-understood · 1 year

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Dame Violette, Prologue

Welcome to the mother of all fix-it fics, something I've had planned for a long while but the disaster that is Season 5 of Miraculous Ladybug has proven to me is needed. This will probably be my definitive work and after it's completed I'm more than likely not going to write anything else for ML. But, this story is in me to be told and I want it out lol.

Anyways, enjoy!

They had lost.

There was no question about it, as Marinette stared up at the figure of Gabriel Agreste in front of her. He had successfully merged the Cat and Ladybug Miraculous, and now as a deranged god he was going to get his reality bending wish. It was the one thing he wanted out of this whole mess, after three years of terrorizing Paris, and she felt utterly despondent and sad in her failure.

His son and her partner, the love of her life, Adrien Agreste stood behind his father. The emotions crossing over his face at this turn of events seemed to be of relief that this was all over. That somehow, his father would come to his senses and that if Marinette could just be understanding, then this whole situation could resolve itself and-

“I wish to go back to when my wife was alive, for us all to be together again as a family!”

Marinette had no time to react. The world went white.

Hi, my name is Marinette! I'm just a normal girl who lives with her two baker parents in Paris. Nothing special about me, nope, nosiree.

Unless you count the weird psychic visions I get. I mean that has to be normal, right?

They're like “mental shocks”. To be honest I'm not really sure why they happen or how they come to me, or even if I'm the only one who gets them. They seem to be steering me in life. Hopefully away from bad things though I never know for sure. Like a shock I got when considering fashion as a career choice, which led to some weird visions of a blonde-haired woman yelling about how something wasn't exceptional and about a man who looked old and stern, how the world of fashion seemed very competitive and not easy to get to the top of, at least not without losing parts of yourself along the way. Because of that I figured maybe engineering would be a better bet, I seem to have a good knack for designing neat things, like diaries with unique locks. I still make clothes occasionally! But they're more for myself or my close friends.

Another shock came when the first class representative elections came up. I thought about running, but memories of a girl who seemed to be overrun with responsibilities for her classmates filled my mind, along with a figure who took advantage who looked very, very similar to Madame Bustier, my homeroom teacher. Because of that it led me to always sit at the back of the class rather than anywhere near the front, not wanting to be noticed. Someone else can take the burden of being leader. There are only two other people who knows about me having such thoughts...having met them both through shocks, I figured they'd understand it if I explained the whole thing outright. Considering how well read one of them is I had hoped maybe she could have had a rational explanation but she just laughed and said it was probably some kind of “gut magic”. The other simply said it was “Awesome”. I might have been offended but they also both wholeheartedly believed me. I don't know why a person believing in me feels so...important, but it does. Like I know my parents do but having someone else besides them is great. I have a small group of two best friends, and that's more than enough for me. Having too many would be spreading myself thin and my downtime is important; I hate being run off my feet. Plus quality is better over quantity, and both of these girls are quality without a doubt. We might as well be sisters now for how entangled our lives have become.

- In a schoolyard, a five-year old Marinette looks around anxiously. It's a brand-new school to her, what with the move her mama and papa had done to a new and larger bakery, and she had to leave behind the friends she made in the previous year. Her papa however had done what he always did, and set her up with a box of macarons for her first day. “Just be yourself, offer one to a classmate. You're going to be fine, my sweet.” But there was a sinking feeling in her stomach. Marinette was expecting something to come her way, something horrible. Something brash. But little did she know, that on the other side of Paris, a decision was made to send a blonde girl of similar age to a private school, along with a boy of a prominent fashion mogul. It was over the objections of her father, a councilman who was hoping to rise to the position of mayor. “It's out of the question, Andre!”, shouted the mother. “She needs to learn what it takes with the right kind of teachers! Besides, this might seal the deal between ourselves and the Agrestes for marriage!” So, one fate was avoided. It was at this point Marinette felt the mental shock. A view into another universe, one were the blonde terror came to the school and immediately started to berate her as low-class, that her macarons were tasteless, and screaming for a young bespectacled red-haired girl to follow her during recess. It was said girl that Marinette saw near the entrance of the school, looking just as lost. The vision of the other universe fresh in her head, she walked over and opened up the box her father had provided. “Hi, my name is Marinette! Would you like a macaron?” The girl seemed to hesitate for a moment, almost as if she was questioning Marinette's motives and if this was, in fact, real. But then she looked down into the box, back towards her, and smiled. “I'm...Sabrina. It's nice to meet you! Um, do you have any strawberry ones?”

- We were inseparable from that day forward, best friends forevermore. Where would I be without Sabrina? Probably some stuttering mess. We each seemed to calm different parts of ourselves; her stopping my anxious “spirals” before they even start, and me encouraging her to stand up for herself. There's a strong mutual respect and understanding between us both; she's smart in the areas I'm not, and in turn I make up where she may falter. While I'm thankful for a lot of the “shocks” and their guidance, that one in particular has a special place in my heart as it gave two souls support and friendship. And two we were, until five years later a shock gave us our “missing” sister.

Friendship Day. An annual scavenger hunt across all of Paris. Usually Sabrina and I don't participate, but a shock a few days ago convinced me to have us both take part this year. The celebrity we were supposed to try and find was Jagged Stone, and that's kind of cool, but at the same time we couldn't work together to try and do it. The rules of the day meant that a new “friend” would be assigned to us at random.

Which is a shame, because Sabrina and I probably could have made short work this whole thing.

My phone buzzed with the first clue, “With one turn of a handle, I can raise the level.” That was easy enough, the Canal Saint-Martin. That wasn't even very far away, maybe a few blocks. I thought back to what was shown to me in the shock while walking towards the canal lock. It was of a girl with black and purple hair and a boy with teal hair. Both of them had their backs turned, so I had no idea what they looked like, but...

...it seemed I was going to meet one of them today. The girl on the bridge looked almost the same as the one in my vision, though shorter somehow? But the hair was a dead giveaway, along with the fact that her clothing also seemed similar.

And that she had her back to me. I guess the best approach would be direct?

“Um, hello!”

That seemed to startle her more than anything, though she slowly turned around. Her face was covered by her hair, and her expression was one of fear. But we briefly locked eyes, and something in her seemed to calm right away. Enough for her to haltingly mumble something out. I barely caught it.

“Hello. I'm Juleka.”

In the end, it turned out she was more scared about searching for Jagged Stone than meeting me; apparently her mother had something against him and she didn't really want Juleka to take part, but was free to do so anyways. Though we kept following the clues, we both eventually gave up the hunt and started to talk more about our lives. It turned out we had a few similar interests, and by the end of the day when we met up with Sabrina I had grown used to Juleka's unique way of speaking French.

It took Sabrina more time to get there, though.

“I couldn't believe it Nettie, all she kept going on about was how “utterly ridiculous” I was! Everything from what I was wearing to if I couldn't get one of the clues right on the first try! I guess I drew the short straw on this whole thing.”

“It's alright Brina, you don't ever have to see her again at least.” I said, putting a supportive arm around her at the same time.

“I hope not. You know how I feel about bullies. But...” She turned her attention to the raven-haired girl sitting on the other side of me. “At least it looks like things were brighter on your end?”

“They were for sure! Juleka, this is Sabrina!”

Juleka's eyes darted up and down Sabrina, as if looking for some kind of hidden intention. After a moment, she breathed a small sigh of relief before letting out a mumble that was similar to what I had heard earlier in the day. Judging from the look on Sabrina's face, she hadn't quite caught what the other girl had said, so I served as a translator.

“She said it's nice to meet you.”

From then on, we were a trio. Three Musketeers, all for one and one for all. I wasn't sure how Juleka would influence us at first, it was only later I realized that her tastes ended up seeping into Sabrina and I unnoticed, enough that all of us were wearing darker clothing by the time we hit our teens, not to mention a nose piercing (for Sabrina) and hair dye (for myself, which more than surprised my parents the day I showed up at home from a sleepover with pink highlights in my black hair). But none of that was a bad thing, if anything we embraced it all. We understood Juleka when very few would bother trying; her accented French could come out sounding low or in mumbles to others, but we knew what she saying. Juleka could be as chaotic as her mother around the right people, and it seemed as though we were her people.

The three of us were together enough that a language was taking form among ourselves; an unholy mix of French, Scottish Gaelic, English, and some Mandarin. Every weekend a sleepover, either at my place, Juleka's houseboat or Sabrina's apartment. Sabrina had in fact been over more times than I could count, largely because her father, Roger, trusted my parents and knew she was in good hands. He worked long hours as a police officer but took a step back from front-line duties as Sabrina got older, not wanting to be in danger and leave Sabrina without a parent. It took Roger...longer to get used to both Juleka and Anarka, her mother, but in the end was won over by a weird shared taste in rock music. Sabrina had told me when he was younger that Roger upheld the law to the letter but had significantly mellowed out over the years, which was good as Anarka didn't exactly park her boat in entirely legal areas. Our first combined sleepover on the Liberty also caused him concern as the boat had ended up in another place entirely overnight, but seeing his daughter happy must have helped warm things over.

Not to mention my own parents helping in that respect, too. I dearly love my papa and my maman; both of them work so hard to keep the bakery running, which means long days and nights, but they always also find ways to make time for me. Occasionally I pitch in, there have even been periods when Sabrina has as well, and they get along with Roger and Anarka. They've even taken on Juleka's brother as a delivery driver!

Oh yes...Luka.

Houseboats aren't exactly meant to be stable. The swaying of the tides prevents that, same as if another boat comes along and tries to pull a smaller one into its wake.

Marinette gingerly took her steps onto the Liberty, the houseboat that belonged to the Couffaine family. It was her first time coming...aboard? She pondered what exactly to call it, as Juleka walked ahead of her. After coming over to her house a few times, the other girl decided that it was time to return the favour.

“And the Captain, my mathair, really wants to meet my new friends.”

This is how Marinette found herself aboard a boat for the first time. Feeling it bob up and down in the water wasn't helping things much, and the sudden sway in the river caused her footing to give way as she felt herself tumble backwards.

But someone caught her. She hadn't even realized someone was behind her, let alone able to catch her fall. But as she stared up into teal blue eyes, Marinette thought back to the boy in her vision from some time back. The boy who had teal hair and his back turned to her.

“Ah, thank you for catching me.”

“It's no trouble, living on a boat has its downsides. I've gotten used to the waves, they're as constant to me now as musical notes.”

That sounded familiar. It was if she had known him, but that couldn't have been possible, they had just met for the first time.

“So, what is your name? Mine is Luka.”

It had slightly caught her off guard, though Marinette should have known that question was coming. “Uh, my name is Mamamarinette!”

As Marinette dug her face into her sleeping bag to hide her shame, she just heard Luka give out a light chuckle.

“Hello, Ma-ma-marinette.”

I can admit to having a small crush on Luka. Love interests tend not to catch my attention until I've been friends with them for a while, something I've found out is being called demisexual. I'm content to let things build further and see where they go, and I think Luka has the same vibe. We haven't really done much aside from ice cream dates here and there. Besides, I only just turned fourteen. There's no need to rush anything, it's not like he's leaving any time soon. Anarka had come back to Paris so that Luka could attend a prestigious music school. Juleka was offered the same but she wasn't quite sure what she wanted to do yet, so of course Sabrina and I jumped at the chance to have her in our class, though it did mean she had to go down a grade because of odd timing.

We were now getting ready to enter our third year of school together. It seemed as though we wouldn't be switching classes, even with the addition of some new people into the school; I didn't pay attention to any of that but Sabrina had found out that not only was the daughter of the Mayor going to be in our school this year, but also the son of some famous fashion designer. Ag...something. Agreste maybe? That name had sounded familiar.

It didn't matter; nothing would change my year too much. Nothing exciting would happen, nothing out of the ordinary. I'm happy being normal, I'm happy in my life, with my friends.

But as I travelled to school, before meeting up with Sabrina and Juleka, little did I know my life would change in a big way. All because I picked up a small butterfly brooch that was lying in a puddle of water. I didn't even notice it at first but a purple jewel caught my sight. Bending down to pick it up, a terrible shock came to me, one of the worst I've ever experienced.

A vision of a girl in a ladybug outfit, a boy in leather made to look like a cat. Some figure calling himself “Hawkmoth”. A box that seemed to be filled with random jewellery. A bunch of mysterious figures that were guarding over said box, but it was stolen from a Temple-

“Nettie!”

I looked down the street and saw Sabrina calling out to me, with Juleka standing next to her. I couldn't just leave the broach, it seemed far too precious for that. Besides, if it gave off such a strong mental vision, maybe that meant that I was supposed to have it? I could always give it up later, and maybe someone was out looking for a piece of lost jewellery. Stuffing it into my pocket, I ran down to meet my friends. After school was over, maybe then I could figure out what to do with it.

For now, my last year at Collège Françoise Dupont was about to begin.

#marinette dupain cheng #juleka couffaine #sabrina raincomprix #butterfly marinette #endgame lukanette

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mamalunawolf · 5 months

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So my Draco series now has a YouTube. Please check it out. It would be amazing to see how well it gets. I want so many people to see it. Attention. It needs as much attention as does Draco.

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Check under the marker. For what gif goes well with Draco. Hehehe. Plus a mini one shot that isnt related to the series. Minors not allowed! Back off you young heathens!

A night out was all he wanted. A dinner date for the two of them. A lavish restaurant by the pier in Paris. It was just one night. The next was made. A deal between the two of you.

"you sure you can handle yourself, Malfoy? Not being able to touch me all night long?"

"of course I can darling. I am a capable man. Trust me."

Oh boy was he wrong. She chose the dress he bought her. The black short dress with the embedded studs that laid on the sides of the seem. It was a couple inches above her knees. If she sits right enough, he could catch a glimpse of the lace panties he wished he could tear off that body of hers.

"darling. You are killing me. Cheating with that bloody dress you have on." As he clenched the sides of the table. Unwavering from that skimpy dress. The way her thighs touched each other.

*dammit...I just want my face buried between them* is what his mind said. The little devil on his shoulder snickering at his ego. How the pureblood Draco Malfoy himself. Being tied down by this woman. His beloved that has him wrapped around her pretty little finger. He cleared his throat, adjusting the tie on his neck.

"what's the matter, dear? Did the frog get caught in your throat?" She smirked. She knew she was playing him. She would win this round. She always did. But damn, did she want his cock inside her. She just didn't want to admit defeat. As she licked her lips. Before taking a sip of her champagne.

"no..I am perfectly fine." He said through a stutter. Unable to handle him. If they weren't surrounded by so many people. He would have his way right now. Bend her over the bloody table and fuck her like the slut she was to him. His, of course. And that was when she did the bold move. As she adjusts in her seat. Taking her hand and holding his. Placing a silf fabric in his palm. He looks down, opening his palm. Her panties in his hand. He tucked away the garment in his pocket. A sly smirk on his face. "Oh...I think this bet is well over darling.." her face went from a smile to a serious look. She was done for. And so was her pussy.

How can one woman, make a man weak. By being the only muggleborn witch to catch a purebloods attention. Especially a malfoy. As he took her into the bathroom. No one in sight. Locking the door behind him. And slamming in the wall with a gentle ease. Her alhands above her head. His other hand unable to stop touching her. "Look what you do to me, Mon Cheri...a pretty slut like you. Making a malfoy like me...have to beg. But not this time. I'm going to make you beg. I'm going to make you scream my name." He hissed, his breath against her ear. His hand running up her outer thigh and going to her inner thigh. His fingers delving into her folds. "Look at you... already wet for me...is that right, Mon Cheri?" She gasped, nodding. Unable to speak. "Looks like you can't speak this time. That's alright.." his lips brushing along her neck. Trailing down her collarbone. His hand unzipping her dress and letting it fall.

"I love your body...don't think otherwise. You are mine. Understand?" She nodded, "Yes, sir.." she breathed out. He grabbed her leg and threw it over his shoulder. Gripping her thighs apart and leaving small kisses. Before diving in and licking her clit. Beginning to taste the juices that was pouring out of her. He moaned, making his mouth vibrate to give her more pleasure. Her fingers sinking inside her. Thrusting in and out. Her fingers gripping into his styled hair. Now a complete mess. "Draco...please.." she whimpered. He pulled away, access juice dripping from the side of his mouth. "What is it, my pretty girl? Do you want me inside your pretty cunt?" She nodded, biting her bottom lip. He stood up to her level. His thumb grazing over her lip. "Only...I get to bite that lip." He whispered. She heard him unbuckle his trousers. The warm flesh against her. His throbbing member aching already with ore-cum. He lifted her on leg and then the other on the sides him. Her hands gripped his shoulders. As he thrusted with force inside her. Powerful and passionate in its own way. He growled under his breath, his grunts with each thrust. "Such a good girl you are. You feel so good. Dirty whore you are for me alone." She moaned, her face buried into the crook of his neck. His hands gripping her thighs as he carried her. Feeling her walls tightening around him. But he wasn't done yet. He put her down, spun her around. Her chest against the wall. Gripping her hips as he thrusted inside her from behind. Her moans echoing inside the bathroom of the restaurant. Not a care in the world. Each thrust gave a powerful wave of pleasure. "Dammit, Mon cheri..." He moaned. His one hand moving in front of her. Massaging at her breast. His teeth grazing her neck. As he began to lightly choke her neck. His hand becoming her necklace. And in one powerful thrust, he filled her up with his seed within her womb. "Good girl.." he whispered. Pulling out of her with a pop.

"So you lost the bet this time, sweetheart." She said to him. As they walked out of the restaurant to head home. He chuckled, taking her hand in his. Playing with her wedding band that he had given her.

"Don't start..."

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gamerknight7310 · 3 months

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All right, I lost a bet and was told to watch S3 to 5 of Miraculous since they're my least favorite seasons all together (my favorite being S2), so I'm going to rant to you gremlins on what I abhor about these seasons starting with...

In my opinion, S3 ruined alya for me, and I used to love her character, but ooo she got on my nerves a little. Adrien is another case. As i didn't like his advice, he gave marinette about ignoring Lila's lies like bitch. Everybody else in the class, I feel indifferent, too, except for Chloe (I feel like they shouldn't have teased us with a redemption if they weren't going to commit to it). They added the rabbit miraculous in this season, so another reason to hate it (still love you though Fluff ❤️). Luka & Kagami won my heart and sympathy as I had a feeling their relationships with the MCs wouldn't last, and I was proven right in...

Though, to be fair, i thought they would last a little longer than one episode. Nino became one of the worst characters for me here as he just wasn't the chill dude anymore and was a keen to a whiney bitch. Alya, ooo that girl, even after learning her best friend was Ladybug, she still was doubting her like, huh?! When it comes to Zoé, I still think they should've introduced her in S2 when Audrey came back to Paris, but that's my opinion. Other than that, I don't like her as Chloe's replacement. That's just a waste of a character in my eyes, plus she's just another person to fall head over heels for Marinette like really? My boy Adrien, though I'm on the fence with him, they really did him dirty like this is his show too, not just Marinettes. Hate the Goat and Rooster miraculous powers (still love you, Ziggy & Orikko ❤️) they're just lucky charm and you can choose all powers that aren't already a miraculous and we didn't even know that til the next season! Speaking of the next season...

Oh boy, S5... like wtf was this season, Gabriel should've beaten their asses in like three episodes, but no, he's just that much of an idiot. Also, they kept pushing that Chloe was evil, but she's a child with no good parents (Audrey is Audrey, and Andre is the one that spoiled her, but he gets redeemed?!). Honestly, I'm glad she's not coming back cause the end shot of her on the plane fucking broke me like I couldn't care less for the adrinette kiss cause we've already seen them kiss multiple times already either in another timeline or memory wipe, but Chloe oh poor child I do feel bad cause she's was just raised poorly and is paying for her parents negligence. Also fuck you Alya not only did you still choose Lila over Marinette but also you voted for her in the class election I punched the air I was so fucking done with her. Also, the season's ending was the worst one as not only is Adrien not there to help take down his father, but trying to redeem him and telling her to remind Adrien of when he was a good father like HELL you were a good father to him. I'm hoping Adrien finds out, dumps Marinette, and just takes a journey to discover who he is.

That's all my rambling talk to yall later, you gremlins.

#miraculous au #ramblings #fuck S3 - 5

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In a new skin chapter 3

The school let the students out early after the incident with Picture Perfect, deciding that it would be best to try another day for class pictures. Chloe could have called Jean and been picked up but the idea of sitting alone in that massive empty hotel suite filled her with existential dread. She glanced at Sabrina by her side and knew she could count on her bookish companion to join her but all the memories of how one-sided their relationship used to be left her feeling nauseous.

Chloe wasn’t ready to confront that hurdle just yet and told Sabrina that she could head home to her father. Chloe intended to find someplace quiet to try and figure out what was happening to her but the universe seemed to have different intentions.

“Hey, Chloe, where are you heading?” Rose called out to Chloe as she and Juleka approached her.

“Oh, just wanted to clear my head,” Chloe said as she unconsciously rubbed at the scratch on her arm.

“Well I hope you don’t mind a little company,” Juleka chimed in quietly before leaning in and whispering, “Plus I want to take you up on that offer for a picture. It’s not very often that Chloe Bourgeois offers to do something like that and I figure I shouldn’t waste it.”

“Well I said a picture or a portrait,” Chloe teased, smiling slightly at Juleka and Rose. “Sadly, I’m out of paint at the moment so I hope a picture will do. If I'm going to take your picture, we need a nice place to take it, and no offense, but the school just doesn't cut it.” Chloe managed to sniff disdainfully like her old self would have before giggling playfully, and Rose and Juleka’s laughter quickly joined hers.

“Sure, did you have somewhere in mind?” Rose asked, excitedly bouncing in place as she leaned in conspiratorially, curious about what Chloe had in mind.

“Well I’d say let's walk around first. Maybe a park or something will stand out and we can use that for the background. And if we’re lucky it’ll also be a nice place to clear our heads of today, ‘cause I need it,” Chloe said as she picked a random direction and began walking.

It had been so long since she had walked the streets of Paris, in either version of her life, that she purposefully kept to a slow stroll to allow her to take in the sights and smells. The beautiful white and cream stone buildings, the occasional brick paved side street, and people carrying on with their days. It was so different from New York and the hustle of that city and she couldn’t believe she had wasted her youth being too good to walk amongst the everyday people of this beautiful city.

“I was such an idiot,” Chloe said to herself as she walked down the street until a nice park came into view. She smiled as she turned to Rose and Juleka.

“I wouldn't say idiot, I thought what you did was very brave,” Rose said as she tapped her cheek thoughtfully while walking past Chloe. Chloe couldn’t help smiling at the misunderstanding and didn’t worry about correcting Rose. “Almost everyone else was too scared or got captured, but you just ran out there to distract him. It was incredible.”

“And you helped me get out to go get help. I don’t think that was dumb,” Juleka replied with a smile. “Though I want to know what you meant by what you said in the bathroom?”

That caused Chloe to perk up and Rose to look at them curiously. Chloe did her best to silently beg them not to press the matter with hurt puppy dog eyes but their gazes drilled into her like the whole class used to when she lost a bet to them.

“It’s hard to explain so…” Chloe trailed off as she tried to think of a way to avoid talking about what she believed was happening to her. Her eyes flicked to the ring on her hand and as she studied the jade snake and the burn scar on her palm that accompanied it, she found herself smiling at the memory, even though it was a painful one. “It was a really bad dream, or that's how it felt. It felt so real and was so painful and dark. I lived a pitiful life and was only just getting back on track."

Chloe tried to recall more but there were holes in her memories. It felt like there was fog in her head and only memories with strong emotions tied to them were able to shine through. It made everything jumbled and left her almost dizzy with confusion.

“I wasn't-” Chloe paused as the sound of a nearby toddler crying as their mother tried to soothe them rang in her ears. It stirred something in the darkest corners of her mind and she heard another child crying, this one in her head. The sound made her heart begin to ache but she couldn’t draw any further details forth no matter how she clawed at the memory. The crying cut short suddenly but the silence was even worse and Chloe found that she desperately wanted it to come back.

‘Please come back! I'm sorry! Please!’ Chloe had no idea why she should be sorry, but she felt that hurt deep in her bones. She didn’t know how long she'd been lost in that thought until she was shaken from her waking nightmare by a hand on her shoulder. She jumped and looked up to see both Juleka and Rose watching her with concern.

"Oh sorry, I just got lost in thought for a moment. That dream was really something else." She didn't wait for them to respond before turning. She tried to discreetly brush at the tears that had started to form in the corners of her eyes as she walked into the Place des Vosges. "Let's get you that picture and maybe afterwards we can talk more about it."

Chloe smiled seeing the park again. It had been so long since she had been in Paris that the sight of the park really did make her want to just sit and enjoy the view. One view that truly spoke to her was the fountain itself. She turned, taking both Juleka and Rose’s hands and dragged them over to the fountain.

“This will be the perfect spot for your perfect picture, you two,” Chloe said with a tone of satisfaction and pride as she stopped at the fountain and walked a little away from them, turning to fix them in the frame of her phone’s camera.

“Ok you two, get ready and give me a fun pose. Or scary. Or heck, maybe romantic,” Chloe teased, chuckling at the last one as it got them both blushing. She went down on one knee to get a good angle all while watching Rose smile widely and Juleka awkwardly position herself.

Chloe winced internally but thought, ‘Hey, photos are tough. Especially if you haven’t had a chance to get good at them, and a little encouragement never hurts.’

“You two look so good. Just keep that pose and everything will be perfect.” She readied to take the picture, “Say jinxed!”

Just as the photo was about to snap, a red frisbee soared in front of the shot, blocking the photo entirely. Chloe looked down at the frisbee, blinking her eyes in confusion for a moment before turning her head to watch the guy who threw it run over and apologize profusely before picking it up and running off with it. Chloe huffed before looking at Juleka, who looked worried and dejected.

“Don’t mind that, it was a fluke. Now get together, my two supermodels, and let’s get the pic-”

Chloe cut off with a gasp, dropping her phone and would have fallen over completely but for her hand and knees propping her up. A hunger the likes she had never felt before was gnawing at her insides, making everything hurt as her body wanted to curl up in a ball. It was so intense and overwhelming she hadn't noticed Juleka and Rose run over until Rose was looking her in the face.

“Chloe? Chloe, what's wrong?” Rose asked as she helped Chloe up, looking her over until Chloe raised her trembling hand to stop her.

Chloe had to take several breaths as it felt like she had no energy to do anything, even speak.

“Uhm, Chloe, is it…?” Juleka trailed off before leaning and whispering quietly into Chloe’s ear.

Chloe’s eyes went wide and panic gave her enough energy to pull out of Rose’s hand. “No! Not at all! Ew!” Chloe looked between the two of them and the shocked looks on their faces before ducking her head apologetically.

“Sorry, I’m just really hungry all of a sudden. Can we take a quick break to find something to eat?” Chloe asked, figuring it wouldn’t be that hard since this was Paris after all.

“Sure,” Rose said quickly. “In fact, there’s a bakery right across the street. Come on!”

Rose grabbed Chloe’s wrist and began to pull her along. Juleka hung back for a moment, brushing at her bangs that hung over her face.

“Is that really a good idea considering…?” Juleka started to ask but realized Rose and Chloe were already too far away to hear her mumbling concern. She sighed and hurried to catch up, grabbing Chloe’s other wrist as she continued to weakly struggle.

Juleka and Rose pulled Chloe along and into the bakery. Chloe let them, lacking the energy to fight back but also finding it rather fun. In fact she was having such a good time that she felt the echo of distant memory and someone's words, “Hey, you lost fair and square so now welcome to the club!” Laughter accompanied it and from the sounds of it, there were a lot of people having a good time. That thought made her smile even more.

“Welcome to the Tom & Sabine Boulangerie Patisserie,” a middle aged Chinese woman greeted them all. It took Chloe a moment to realize that she recognized her and the stabbing pains of hunger were smothered by icy dread. This was Marinette’s parents’ bakery!

The urge to find an excuse to leave had her turning towards the door but then the smell of fresh baked bread and sweets caused her gut to roar with a righteous fury. She clutched her stomach and looked at Rose and Juleka as she struggled not to blush.

Juleka did her best not to giggle as she raised her hand to cover a small smile on her face while Rose’s wide smile never faltered. It was the gaze of Marinette’s mother that really caught her attention, Mrs. Dupain-Cheng, who smiled without letting it touch her eyes as she looked at Chloe. Chloe understood, and she would have left but that Rose and Juleka wouldn’t let her go easily, especially after the noise her stomach had just made. She approached the counter with her head down, focusing on the pastries on as much to make a decision as to avoid Mrs. Dupain-Cheng’s gaze.

"Hello Mrs. Dupain-cheng, how are you today? We'd like to order some pastries, if that's ok?" Rose cheerfully asked.

"I'm well today. We’re happy to know Marinette is safe after that akuma attack. You're just in time, we have some freshly made pastries. What would you like?" Mrs. Dupain-cheng said kindly. Chloe did her best to stay quiet as Rose and Juleka ordered some macaroons and flan. It wasn't until Chloe was nudged forward that she looked up to meet Mrs. Dupain-Cheng’s eyes and managed an awkward smile.

"Hello ma'am, I'm hoping your day has been well," Chloe said stiffly, at a loss for what she could possibly say to a woman whose daughter she had frequently tried to ruin.

"It has been. I hope yours has been as well." Even though Marinette’s mother’s tone was even and her words pleasant, Chloe flinched slightly, wondering if she’d feel better if the woman yelled and cursed her out. "What can I get for you, Miss Bourgeois?"

As Chloe looked at the menu, her stomach gave a demanding growl for food that made her shiver.

"I'll have eight cannolis, four meringue, and six beignets," Chloe said as she pointed to each in turn with hunger in her eyes. Once she had made her selection she smiled In anticipation of enjoying the sweets until she noticed the others’ looks of shock and just a bit of horror. "Sorry, just really hungry. I'll pay for it all," she said before reaching into her pocket and pulling out her credit card. Mrs. Dupain-Cheng took the card while giving her a reappraising look before running the card for the sweets.

"It will be a moment before we have them all boxed up for you. You don't mind waiting, do you?" Mrs Dupain-Cheng asked with more genuine kindness in her eyes as she looked at each of them. Chloe and the others shook their heads before moving to the side in case other customers entered the shop.

As they waited, Chloe stood silently while Rose and Juleka chatted quietly. She couldn’t help glancing at them and noticing how the afternoon sun played through the windows over the two of them. Without thinking she brought out her phone and raised it discreetly. Juleka had just raised her hand to her mouth as she giggled at something Rose had said as Rose leaned her head on Juleka’s shoulder. The two of them blinked as a flash went off and turned to see Chloe smiling victoriously, holding up her phone.

“Take that jinx!” Chloe shouted as she pumped her fist into the air. She giddily rushed to Rose and Juleka’s side, showing them her phone’s screen and the adorable picture of the two of them looking into each others’ eyes as rays of sunlight filtered in around them.

“Wow!” Juleka said so loudly that both Chloe and Rose turned to her in surprise before all three of them burst into laughter.

“Thanks so much, Chloe!” Rose said before throwing her arms around Chloe again, and this time Chloe eased into the embrace, feeling far less awkward about.

“Your orders are ready, girls,” Mrs. Dupain-Cheng called out as she came to the counter with two small bags and one larger bag.

“Mrs. Dupain-Cheng, can we ask a favor?” Rose said suddenly, rushing from Chloe and Juleka to the older woman’s side and pulling her from around the counter. “Can you take a picture of the three of us? Chloe broke Juleka’s picture jinx!”

Marinette’s mom looked around in confusion but seemed to be swept up in the air of merriment around the girls. Chloe tried to object but Juleka grabbed Chloe’s hand in both of hers and gave it a squeeze.

“Please, Chloe, I’d really like a picture of all three of us,” Juleka said softly.

Chloe felt heat in her face and quickly nodded, if only to get Juleka to let go of her hand. All this physical contact was still very new to her.

The three of them grouped together, flashing peace signs as Mrs. Dupain-Cheng raised Rose’s phone up.

“Say patisserie!”

“Patisserie!” The girls said with big grins before devolving into more laughter.

Mrs. Dupain-Cheng returned Rose’s phones and the girls swapped photos with each other before taking their orders and thanking Marinette’s mom. She even nodded kindly to Chloe as Chloe hefted the bag full of sweets.

“Have a pleasant evening, Miss Bourgeois, and enjoy your treats,” she said and Chloe felt relieved that there was no sense of unpleasantness in the woman’s words.

“Thank you, and you have a good evening as well, Ma’am,” Chloe said as she followed the others outside.

The moment she stepped outside she found herself engulfed in hugs from Rose and Juleka, though they were blessedly brief.

“Thanks so much for all this, Chloe,” Rose said with Juleka murmuring her agreement. “We can’t wait to show everyone else what you did for us!”

“Oh,” Chloe said. The idea of word getting around to everyone else in class about this hadn’t even occurred to her. “It was no big deal, really,” she tried to say, not sure if she could find a polite way to say she didn’t think that was a good idea. There was still a lot of bad blood between her and most of the student body and she knew this would be seen with suspicion no matter what.

“Well, we should probably be getting home, do you want us to walk with you back to the hotel?” Rose asked, considerate as ever.

“No, I’ll be fine. Plus I’d rather not have an audience to me absolutely destroying these delicious looking treats,” Chloe said with a giggle that the other two echoed. They finally said their farewells and went their separate ways.

Chloe had not been lying about the pastries. Over the course of her walk home, she decimated the entire bag and was disappointed when she reached into the bag to find it empty while she was still at least a block from home. As she entered the lobby, she was greeted by Jean and asked him to have a snack sent up to her room. Her appetite was actually starting to worry her and if it went on, she would send for her father to take her to the hospital.

Chloe entered her room smiling to herself. With her hunger being seen to, she could reflect on her day and the fact that she had done something good. Maybe she hadn’t prevented the akuma like she had wanted to, but she helped someone that needed it. She may have made a new friend or two as well.

Chloe let out a happy sigh thinking about that as she walked toward her jewelry stand. Now it was time to focus on her final goal of the day as she raised her hand to look at the ring.

“Ok tough guy, I know you’re important to me for some reason, but sometimes a girl needs her space, especially from a clingy ring,” she said as she took the ring and tried to pull it off again. It felt like she was making less progress than before as she grunted, “Damn you! Come on!”

She felt a sharp pinch, causing her to yelp, “Why you evil-!”

She leapt from the stool at her stand and headed to her bathroom, grabbing a bottle of lotion and putting some onto her hand. This time she carefully slicked the area around the ring thoroughly and when she tried pulling again it seemed almost as if the ring was tighter than ever.

“I swear you're super glued, aren't you? Some joke! Ha ha, very funny, now come off damn it!”

She yelped louder as a sharper pinch, almost a stabbing pain, shot up her hand. Now she glared at the ring with real hate before pulling out her phone and starting to dial.s

“That’s it! I’m going to call a jeweler! I’m getting you off even if they have to split you in two!” Chloe didn’t know why she was shouting at an inanimate object but the way the snake’ eyes gleamed made it feel like it was glaring at her. As she was dialing she paused as she heard a hiss and then stiffened as something began to coil around her arm.

“I wouldn't recommend that,” a low but smooth voice spoke, almost as if it was right next to her.

“It wouldn't work even if they removed the finger itself. It will just go to the next finger or even the arm.” This voice was raspy and sharp and Chloe took a moment before turning her head to find the source of the voices. She was met with a two headed snake gazing into her eyes, each head that of a different snake, one that of a cobra and the other an triangular shaped head.

“Hello Miss Bourgeois, we are Naje and Haje. A Numinous and the judge of truth. We congratulate you on becoming our new wielder and the new champion of the go-”

Before they could finish, Chloe cut them off, holding up one finger as she looked at them with a face so calm it might as well have been a mask.

“NO!”

Edited and Co-written by GrayNeko

#story #fanfic #writing #miraculous fanworks #miraculous ladybug #chloe bourgeois #juleka couffaine #sabine cheng

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1980s House Playlist

OK, new playlist for this week; sort of. Last week I posted a playlist of some great Chicago house jams, most of which came from the 1980s. But this week, we're doing two different things: one, we're staying laser-focused on the 1980s, and two, we're broadening the scope out so as not to specify on any city. But because Spotify's 80s house selection isn't too great, all of these songs on this playlist are also on the same playlist I posted last week. Where things differ slightly, though, is with the YouTube version of this playlist, which I'll get to shortly, after I list out all of the songs that are on this Spotify version first.

This playlist is ordered as chronologically as possible and links are provided below to songs that have been posted about previously in order to give them more context:

Quest - "Mind Games" Marshall Jefferson - "Move Your Body" Farley "Jackmaster" Funk & Jesse Saunders - "Love Can't Turn Around" On the House - "Pleasure Control" Housemaster Boyz - "House Nation" Ralphi Rosario - "You Used to Hold Me" Night Writers - "Let the Music Use You" Dalis - "Rock Steady" Kevin Irving - "Children of the Night" Bam Bam - "Where's Your Child"

Now, every 1980s house song that was included in last week's YouTube playlist is on this one too, but I've also got a couple bangers here that aren't from Chicago as well. The first one comes from a New York quartet called 2 Puerto Ricans, a Blackman and a Dominican, who only ever put out two records together, but consisted of three very impactful people: the legendary David Morales and the two C's who would go on to form C+C Music Factory, David Cole and Robert Clivillés (Remember "Gonna Make You Sweat (Everybody Dance Now)"?). And the other guy was Chep Nuñez, who probably would've gone on to do some great things too, had he not tragically died in a house fire in 1990 😞.

Anyway, I included their debut record on here, 1987's "Do It Properly," a fun six-plus-minute jam that leads with these great, freewheeling bits of reverbing organ before letting Tonya Wynne come on and provide some diva vocals, ad-libs, and kooky laughing. There are a lot of different versions of this song out there, but this specific edit appears to have about 5,300 plays across its handful of YouTube uploads.

And the other non-Chicago track happens to be a spectacularly quirky cover of "Tainted Love" by the UK's Impedance, which was a solo project of a guy named Liggy Locko, who'd shortly end up in one of those early 90s alt-indie dance bands called Natural Life. But in '89 he dropped this strange and sort of minimal, electro-infused house tune that had these acid rave horns and a chirping, prickly synth melody on it, as well as lyrics that were delivered in this awkward, deadpan monotone too. Locko was also accompanied by an uncredited female vocalist on the song as well, who, based on context clues, I'm going to guess is UK singer and songwriter Tracy Ackerman. She, too, is rather emotionless throughout much of the song, but when the guitar kicks in in the second half, that's when things suddenly ratchet up, in an intensely sexual manner 😳. This one appears to have about 285.4K plays on YouTube across a bunch of different uploads, and I'm willing to bet that that pretty decently high play count comes courtesy of the ravers who remember dancing to it fondly.

Doctor Derelict - "Undercover" Jungle Wonz - "The Jungle" Steve "Silk" Hurley - "House Beat Box" On the House - "Ride the Rhythm"Libra Libra - "I Like It" 2 Puerto Ricans, a Blackman and a Dominican - "Do It Properly" Paris Grey - "Don't Make Me Jack" Liz Torres - "Can't Get Enough" Frankie Knuckles - "Baby Wants to Ride" On the House - "Let's Get Busy" Mister Lee - "Come to House" Impedance - "Tainted Love (Underground mix)"

And this playlist is also on YouTube Music.

So, currently, we're at 10 songs that end up totaling an hour on Spotify, and on YouTube, we're at 22 songs that end up totaling 2 hours and 12 minutes. A lot more great 80s house tunes in that YouTube one.

And if you want something shorter, I also have a playlist of house tunes that are solely from the year 1987 too.

1987 House: YouTube / YouTube Music

Enjoy!

More to come, eventually. Stay tuned!

Like what you hear? Follow me on Spotify and YouTube for more cool playlists and uploads!

#house #house music #dance #dance music #electronic #electronic music #music #80s #80s music #80's #80's music

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OH I THOUGHT YOU WERE WAY SMALLER LIKE 160CM OR SOMETHING SHSGHSGS and i also love tall (and short) (and neither tall or short just average???) women but idk i dont like it on myself👲

YO THATS SUCH A GREAT IDEA OMG YES

my all albums cost over 400€ and last and this month i payed 137€ for new albums💀 bitch im crazy today i was in a bigger city and i bought there another enhyoen album like dark blood the white and red one and now i just bought the last version that i need to have all👲 i also bought the weverse version cuz i didnt pull heeseung and jake today (you cna say over 80€ today for albums🔌🔌) and im collecting official photocards in my photocard albums just so i can flex to my children who i pulled when i was their age (they will so totally listen to kpop, lana del rey, taylor swift etc. i can see it) so i eill probably sell one day some albums for idk what price but probably like 15-20€ with some inclusions or something (i literally see people selling albums for 5-10€ like how😟😟) (some photocards cost that much💀💀💀)

AHSHSHHS I NEED TO HAVE NO ONE AT HOME TO SING CUZ THATS EMBARRASSING SO IT WILL TSKE SOME TIME BUT IDK WHAT SONG HELP ME CHOOSE IT WILL BE SUNG (hanbin) WITH MY WHOLE HEART (idk if its „it will be sang” or „sung” sori but i chose sung because hanbin ykyk)

JAHSHAH VENOM LOOKS SO BBG THERE ICL… bet youre bbg too😜😜

okay so im too scared so i probably wont do it💀 like i saw a cute guy today (train) and there wasnt anything to sit down (it was so a lot people) but only the place next to the guy right so i asked him if i can sit next to him snd he said yes and i wanted to ask for his number but i shit my pants and now i regret it a lot but st least i know it which city he lives💪👲

i didnt choose anything in germany and in poland i can live with my fsmily, in france (toulouse) i can find a job (my french teacher studied there and she also worked in a cafe and she was like the employee of the month or something a lot of times and she still has contact with the people there and she lived in their “hotel” for like 1/4 of the price (like 500€ a month) (she was earning over 1000€ a month) and she will get me all this) my french teacher was so supportive after she found out that i want to study there and we literally have such long conversations all the time and also talk about if i got accepted or not👲 i can still apply to somewhere in germany tho idk imma just go wherever i get accepted to and then find a job and my parents will probably support me too (like with money) (omg im having a stroke reading all this because my english got so bad in such a short time💀)

BECAUSE PEOPLE MIGHT THINK THST IM WEIRD OR PICK ME OR SOMETHING “omg i’m so delulu😭😭🥺🥺🥺 i love them so much but they will never rven look at me🥺😭” this type of shit

YES AND YOU OWN THE BIGGEST PLACE IN MY HEART

DO I FEEL LIKE I'M SMAL??? 😭😭😭 yk when i was young i got tall so fast and so i was the taller out of everyone..........and then i got into high school and i stopped growing up so everyone became taller than me </3 i took it personally </3

400??? DAMN YOU HAVE A LOT 😧 i think i got one treasure album, two blackpink, and one straykids and that's it 🙏🏼 what's your favorite album out of the ones you have?

hMMMMM ABT THE SONG YOU SHOULD SING IT'S HARD TO CHOOSE IF I DON'T KNOW YOUR VOICE YET............ but since i sung over me you should sing say my name 🤭🤭🤭

oh you'd go to toulouse if you come to france??? i heard the city is super pretty and it's not too far away from where i am!! that's so cool that your french teacher was so supportive of you like <3 that's so cute. plus if you go there you'd be able to have the assurance of her help. it's better to come to a city like toulouse if you come to france cuz it's not as expensive as paris.

tell me when you get your answers for college!! hope you can go somewhere it won't be too hard for you

#zerobaseonefics #pure <3

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New York Pas de Deux part 29/1

I successfully graduated from university with excellent results. I have achieved my dreams. Now I work at the Paris Opera as a principal dancer. My parents are proud of me and happy that I am back in Europe. I live in a cosy, friendly flat near the Opera with Cade. We've been together ever since. He also has an exhibition room here, a bigger one, and he also works for magazines sometimes. But this ideal life could not remain undisturbed. I was walking home from rehearsal on an average weekday when I saw Jade in front of our apartment. - Jade? What are you doing here? - I thought...I will visit you. - she said. - But...how did you know that…don't answer! - I said because I realized that maybe she and Cade talk sometimes. Because of what happened in the past, he was annoyed that they kept in touch. Plus, Cade hid it from me. Again. Despite all that, I was polite and let him wait upstairs for Cade. - Would you like something to drink? Water, soda or wine? - Yes, a glass of water, please. He looked around with the glass in his hand before speaking again. - Nice flat. - Thanks. - You know...it's strange that you're doing so well. It's actually funny. - What are you talking about? - I asked. - Well, it all started as a game in the beginning. Didn't Cade say yet? He and Aaron made a bet, which one do you get together with sooner? I would have preferred to throw her out of the apartment. But I'd rather wait for Cade. Cade soon arrived. He also received Jade by surprise, but they had a good conversation about all kinds of events and were nostalgic about the old days. Until then, I played my role and waited for her to leave so I could call Cade to account. Instead, however, as soon as Jade left, I stormed into the bedroom and started packing my things into a suitcase. - Are you free tonight? - asked Cade from outside. - What are you doing? Where are you going? - he asked when he opened the bedroom door. - Stasia! Stop! What's wrong? - Just a game, am I? You lied to me again. - What? No. - You bet on me like a horse? - What? No, one day…at the coffee shop…Aaron noticed me looking at you. And…he challenged me. - he started but I kept packing. - Stasia stop! - he said and grabbed me by my hips and forced me to sit on his lap. - Let me go! - I screamed and tried to free myself, while I was almost crying. - I've always been serious about you. Just think about it! I came to Paris because of YOU. - But you lied. Again. - I said. - I'm sorry, but I didn't think it was important after all that. Please don't go! I'll never see Jade again, just don't leave. Okay? We left the past in New York, do you remember? - You promised you wouldn't lie again. This includes concealment. You lied to me and fooled me. I don't understand why you did it because...I just want to help us have a normal life...after what happened to you and your family. We came to Paris to...be away from your father. But you won't let me help you, you're hiding and now it turns out that what I thought was true might not be true? Why are you holding on to the past and writing to Jade? I mean sure, be with your friends...but with Jade! Why are you messing with me if you want to go back? - I said. - Why don't you just say: Stasia, I want to go home. Trust me, I'd let you go. Especially if I was/am just a joke.- I added. - No, I need you Stasia. I don't want to go back. Aaron challenged me, but...it was NEVER a game for me. Please, Stasia, stay! I nodded uncertainly but the next day I moved in with one of my colleagues. I need some time to think it through.

#parisfrance #badboylovestory #ballet #gaming #thomas doherty

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julialouisdreyfest · 2 years

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Idaho Green Interview

First off: ASL?

Austin: Idaho Green- 14 years old (oof), technically I guess gender fluid, and normally would say Brooklyn, but I think technically Caleb lives in Queens now! So I guess I'll just say New York. Originally from Huntley Project Montana.

Jordan: 43, yes please, in my parent's living room but living in the Big Apple where not having anxiety when you go outside is a win

Secondly: How bout them Mets?

Austin: This could be a big year! All the pieces are there, and they've been put together, it's just a matter of keeping them in place! Plus the playoffs are just always weird- anything where you have to win more than you lose, three times in a row will require luck, no matter how good you are. But I suppose having Jacob deGrom and Max Scherzer start your first two games helps lol.

Jordan: I might have lost $150 in sports betting but they got me through last year and they'll get me through this one. R e s p e c t t h e p o l a r b e a r

I was about to make a cheeky joke about the high cost of living in some parts of Brooklyn, where you all currently live, but it’s turning out to be pretty comparable to places like Bozeman these days so, there’s not much to say. Aside from the obvious population difference, how do crowds at shows in NYC compare to those in Billy? Anything about playing in Billings you prefer over the Big App, or vice versa?

Austin: it's hard to say now, because since we only come back every once in a while, Billings shows are kind of objectively cooler and more fun to play than NYC shows, which is super cool that people still come out and give a shit about us! But when I used to live in Billings, and we were doing shows on like a monthly/bi-weekly basis, and the turnout was iffy, that sorta got frustrating. And when that same thing happens in New York, it's less depressing, on like an existential level. Like, the idea of simply surviving in New York feels like a success, which, being a relatively easy thing to accomplish on a day to day basis, makes you feel more successful on a day to day basis. Unless of course, you die.

Jordan: Honestly, I've come out the other side with NYC shows. At first I hated how nobody will mosh or dance but once you get over how it's a rarity you understand that people can be into your band and literally just stand there. Even then - I've been in some pretty fun pits in Brooklyn! But Billings shows are almost always more fun than some shitty New York rock club.

Since the lineup’s been a bit of a revolving door over the years, could you tell us the current lineup/who will be playing at the fest this year?

Austin: great question! outside of Me, Jordan, Caleb and Pete, Ty will be joining us. And then I'm sure more folks will be a part of the show, but that will probably get decided a few days/hours/minutes before the actual show. We'll see!

The "Idaho Green Fambly (sic) Band" has been around for about 14 years now, yeah? How does it feel? How much longer can you go? Can we count on seeing Idaho Green open for John Cougar Mellencamp at the MetraPark Arena a couple of decades from now? How do you keep things fresh after all these years?

Austin: "You either die a hero, or live long enough to see yourself become the villain" - Neil Young

Jordan: Never tell me the odds

Please forgive the pedestrian question, but what are your top five biggest influences? Musically or otherwise.

Austin: The 2002 Anaheim Angels, my roomate's cat, Pocket, and Travis, Walt, and Hunter from Paris, Texas

Jordan: "I Think you Should Leave," '60s and '00s Garage rock, the feeling when someone says something that's bullshit but you don't correct them, GBV, massive amounts of anxiety without an available release valve.

Let’s do a few rounds of kiss, marry, kill:

-Rancher Bones, Uffdahd, Body Language

Austin: Kill Rancher Bones- it's long and I'm always afraid of fucking up the riff part. Fuck Uffdahd, it's got that kind of energy I guess, at least of those three, and marry Body Language since it's a perfect song.

Jordan: "Kiss" Rancher Bones, kill "Uffhdahd" because you made me do this you sick bastard, marry "Body Language" so sexy

-Gallatin river, Madison river, Jefferson river

Austin: I am ashamed to say I have never fished any of these three or the Missouri! so they are all kind of the same to me

-George, Jerry, Newman

Austin: You have to kill Newman. George would be miserable to be married to so I will fuck him. Marry Jerry for his money.

Jordan: Marry Jerry (even though he'd cheat on me my whole life), kill Newman (cause I'd rather "kiss" George), "kiss" George because you made me do this you sick bastard. Do you know how awkward/funny he would be about being forced to have to "kiss" a man. Like the best unreleased Seinfeld episode of all time.

One more game: You're stranded on a deserted island, and you can only keep three tools in your dad's truck. Which tools do you bring?

Austin: Oh damn this is a good one! Hmmm... trying to think of things that would be 1. necessary on a desert island, and 2. difficult to replicate with the resources available. One would be needle nose pliers- being able to grip things, big and small, as well as a half weapon...I'm tempted to say "hammer" or something but honestly, if I'm using my dad's tool box in his truck- I know he has like 50 feet of vinyl rope and a roll of gorilla tape, and I think those would be more valuable than any other traditional tool one would find in their dad's truck.

Jordan: A leatherman (cause duh), Ty Herman, a tool shaped like a fully-functioning airplane that Ty and I can ride in.

It looks like you’ll be going on a little tour with Scuba Steve & the Sharks following Dreyfest to hit some other MT tour destinations like Missoula, Bozeman and… oh, does that say Havre, the crown jewel of the Hi-Line?… and Whitehall, whose population just reached 1k?… You know, you don’t need to make up a whole tour to get your friends to go to the Lewis & Clark Caverns or Buffalo jump museum with you. You can just ASK!

Austin: We were actually thinking about going to the Lewis & Clark Caverns! I have never been (have heard mixed reviews from everyone that's checked it out tbh) and if the Whitehall show falls through (I wrote to the city but have not received a reply) I was thinking of finally checking it out.

Favorite thing about leaving the city/returning to Billings?

Austin: watering the tomato plants at my parent's house

Favorite thing about leaving Billings/returning to the city?

Austin: watering the tomato plants on the roof at my apartment

Jordan: taking all of the things I bought without a sales tax back to Brandon's America.

Do you have a favorite memory from past Dreyfestestes?

Austin: I think in 2015 I was living with Caleb at his dad's house and on the morning after day 1, I think I woke up to David from WhiteCatPink in the living room playing the bagpipes, with somebody's dog sitting in the living room just kind of standing right in front of him, watching/listening. Just a totally normal, empty living room, and WhiteCatPink playing the bagpipes and a random dog hanging out.

Jordan: Watching Noise Noise Noise's last ever set and seeing Kelly throw his guitar across the stage in such a way to have it spin and perfectly bounce against an amp. The sound of that guitar bouncing off that amp is the purest distillation of rock and roll.

What is New York’s hottest club right now?

Austin: I know the answer for this one- New York’s hottest club is RASH. Located in the produce aisle of a Bushwick Foodtown grocery store, this nightlife hotspot is the creation of senicidal cokehead Andrew Blowmo. This place has everything- gauze, lumps, derelicts, Julia Salazar, A CITI BIKE THAT JUST WON'T LOCK. And look over there- is that Brandon Nimmo? No, it’s just a Honduran woman with a handicart selling bags of sliced fruit.

Jordan: Either Austin's roof or Austin's bathroom

You guys put out Rancher Bones close to four years ago now. Got anything else cookin’ for us hungry, hungry hippos?

Austin: Yes! We recorded some ~new~ songs with Hunter Davidsohn just a few weeks ago- hoping to get those puppies mixed and matched and mastered and plastered and laquered on wax as a 7 inch by the end of the year. Then we're thinking of finally releasing the literal dozens of songs we've recorded over the past 10+ years that have never seen the light of day (if we can find them lol).

You can catch Idaho Green during this year's fest at Nova Center on August 6th at 11pm.

SEE YOU IN THE PIT!

#idahogreenband #billingsmontana #dreyfest #julialouisdreyfest #jldviii

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I came up with the Hwa joke at 7am so I'm glad it was appreciated, lmao.

Also someone I detest is attending Ateez's fan sign rn, this bitch is going to 2 London shows, 2 fan signs, soundcheck and then Paris. But she had covid 2 weeks ago after catching it AT A CONCERT and I'm like??? Plus she's awful and annoying and even talked some shit about Ateez a few times. How can I deck her? Actually my friend who's attending the FS as well volunteered to yell her username out loud wiyejehejdghshshw

And have you seen that some dumb bitch ignored Hongjoong at a FS? Ready to beat them up, seriously I wish there was a way to check those people and blacklist them for real. 😭 Poor Joong I hope he didn't feel too bad...

Bland British food, ok I can recommend some vegan/vegetarian places for English brekkie, roasts, fish and chips etc. the food there is less bland than the regular dishes. 😅 Cafe van Gogh for the foodies and art hoes, it's one of my fave places. I don't fuck with South London very much, but I always went there for food 😭 I miss London AAAAAAAAAHSYSEYYSGAGAG, anyway. Other cool cafes are GRIND (they have various locations), Look mum no hands - yeah that's the name lol, it's for bikers actually, but I have a friend who works there so I had to advertise, Gallery Cafe, KIN, uhm Black Cat 👀, Pipoca, Farmacy, The Field Beneath, Wild Food Cafe, WAVE and the famous pink Peggy Proschen it's a pretty place with ok food, but a bit overrated and overpriced.

And random food places I live for are Unity Diner, Biff's, Vantra, Mildreds, Itadaki Zen, Vegan Yes, The Vurger Co - the burgers and shakes are top notch, Purezza, Temple of Seitan, Tofu Vegan - best Chinese food, Mao Chow, Korean BBQ and Vegan, for Indian food Hungry Beast, Rassa, Hullabaloo, Spice Box

Some places I loved had unfortunately closed because of the C-word and I'm so upset but there are so many new ones.

Miss Baek let's meet in LDN soon and cry over Seonghwa in a cool cafe, uwu - DV 💖

the jOke was funny for no reason 😭😭😭

I came up with the Hwa joke at 7am so I'm glad it was appreciated, lmao.

HEJWHDKW THE WAY I SNORTED BEST JOKE IVE HEARD IN 2022

GORL OMF 2 FANSIGNS 2 SOUNDCHECK AND 2 CONCERTS im gonna rob her idc idc,,,, HELLO????? IS SHE SUPPOSED TO BE GOIMG IF IT WAS THAT SOON?? 😭😭😭😭 omg tell me the address im coming to deck too,,,, FBWMDBWMHDKWDJWK LMFAOOOO DO IT DO IT PLS 😭😭😭😭

gOd i DID i bet that mf is like “lol…okay?” WITH THAT RESTING FACE glad the masks were up bc his face would’ve def showed it fbfhf NO BC WHY IS THAT THE PROBLEMATIC PPL GET TO MEET THEM ????

CAFE VAN GOH U SAY 👁👄👁 SNNDBD GONNA ADD THAT IN THE LIST omg,,, look mum no hands 😭😭😭😭😭 IM ADDINT THIS ALL THANK U SO MUCH IM ABT TO START SCREAMING HRKWHDSK LMFAOOOO SOUTH LONDON IS A WASTE LAND APPARENTLY????? 😭😭😭 i believe ill be going to the west side birmingham perhaps!

Some places I loved had unfortunately closed because of the C-word and I'm so upset but there are so many new ones. Miss Baek let's meet in LDN soon and cry over Seonghwa in a cool cafe, uwu - DV 💖

MISS ANON LESSGO I WILL ABSOLUTELY BFNWHDKW i will rob u of ur hwa pc’s tho so hold them tight 🔫

#✉️ : ask #dv 💖 anon

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mlwritersguild · 2 years

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"are you sure this isn't... illegal?" for the march event (sure it seems like it could only be an opening, but it could be a great cliffhanger too.)

Partners in Clown by @miabrown007

Summary:

Chat Noir is more than happy to accompany Marinette to Fashion Week as her plus one. The thing is just, this setting isn’t a natural habitat for Chat Noir.

Consequently, he might have an interesting understanding of the do’s and don’ts.

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“Are you sure this isn’t… illegal?”

Marinette’s obvious attempt to collect as many cupcakes in both her hands as physically possible ceases, and she turns to him, raising an eyebrow. Adrien can't help but run his hand through his hair until it catches on a cat ear on top of his head.

"Yes, Chaton. I'm sure that taking from the free food served for the attendees of the Fashion Week — while being the attendees of the Fashion Week — is not, in fact, illegal," she smiles.

“I mean, obviously, but…” Adrien shuffles a black boot on the polished tiles of the conference hall. “I dunno. I wasn’t really invited.”

He’s trying to explain the obscenity of eating at a fashion event, without explaining the obscenity of eating at a fashion event. He’s doing a thoroughly terrible job at it, he thinks.

But Marinette just huffs and continues picking out the most mouth-watering delicacies. “Of course, you were invited. You’re my plus one, and thus, obviously, rightfully entitled to any sweets your heart desires.”

“Obviously,” he deadpans, and decidedly ignores commenting on her being the sweetest of them all.

She looks back at him over her shoulder, a teasing lilt to her voice. “What, you don’t believe me?”

“It isn’t about not believing you—” he tries to explain, but a cupcake promptly shoved into his mouth stops him.

He blinks rapidly as he bites and takes the remainder of the pastry away from his mouth. Marinette flashes such a shit-eating grin at him that would make Plagg jealous.

“How is it?”

Adrien chews the bite experimentally, savouring the strawberry sweetness on his tongue. It’s good, really. Good enough that it makes him want to close his eyes to enjoy the experience fully — but he can’t do that.

Not right now. Not right here.

His eyes dart around the conference hall, taking in his surroundings and waiting for the first disapproving glance, the first twitch of paper-thin lips. Because even if consciously he knows no one in the colourful crowd is paying attention to him, even if no one is going to reprimand him for indulging a little, he can’t help the instinct. This setting is not a natural habitat for Chat Noir, the superhero of Paris, but it is the one and only for teen model Adrien Agreste.

Unfortunately, teen model Adrien Agreste does not, under any circumstances, indulge in sweets.

“These are almost as good as Papa’s, and you aren’t enjoying them,” Marinette pouts, having already taken two bites out of her own cupcake.

Adrien swallows with a barely-there smile.

“Yeah, they are tasty!” he tries, but if the frown on her face is of any indication, Marinette isn’t having any of it.

One of her hands still full with the pastries, she grabs onto his arm with the other and promptly drags him under the ivory tablecloth. It’s as if the wrinkles and splotches that are bound to appear on her hand-sewn dress from scooting under tables are the least of her concern right now. She folds the ample hot pink bobbinet decorated with glittering sequins out of the way and settles on the floor, practically snuggling up to Adrien’s side.

“I bet you think this is also illegal,” she grins, her voice a hushed whisper.

“Oh, I know for a fact that this is illegal,” he can’t help but chuckle.

Her face hovers only centimeters from his — it would be so easy to lean in and kiss that self-satisfied smile that curls up the corners of her lips off of her face — but he doesn’t do it. It’s a privilege to just admire Marinette Dupain-Cheng from close enough to count all the freckles under her extravagantly sparkling makeup. He doesn’t want to ruin the moment.

She does it for him, anyway.

She presses the frosting of a cake against his nose and watches the immediate change of his expression with barely restrained laughter. “You were staring.”

Of course, I was.

“And I just think, you should be eating instead,” she adds. “These things are heavenly.”

Not bothering to wipe his nose, Adrien takes one cupcake from her hand. “Oh really?”

Stray hairs dance in the filtered golden light as she nods her head eagerly. Her eyes are sparkling with zest and the curve of her lips don’t leave an ounce of doubt in him for taking it for what it is: a mission she has her mind set on.

And Adrien… Adrien is never one to hinder her missions.

With a confident motion, he smears frosting all over her face.

Marinette sputters and swats at his shoulder as she tries to recover from the unexpected attack, but there is no time. Adrien leans in and kisses the frosting off of her lips.

His shoulders relax completely and his smile grows wider when her flailing hand comes to rest on his neck as she kisses back without delay. Despite its comforting familiarity, the motion still leaves him breathless.

“You were right. It’s heavenly,” he murmurs against her mouth.

A finger poking at his cheek makes him draw away just enough to peer down at her from under his lashes, but Marinette’s grinning true and wide as she accuses, “That was a sly move, mister!”

“Can’t help it. Looks like you were right, I really can’t get enough of this,” he whispers mischievously before diving right back.

Despite his Herculean effort, her skin doesn’t get any cleaner in the trail of his sloppy-sugary kisses all over her face, though. She loops her arms around his neck, as if trying to take control of the situation; but all she does is meet his eyes with a look warm enough to melt one more of the icy daggers his father used to glare through him.

“For the record, I’m glad that you tried the cupcake. You deserve to try new things, and quite frankly, it’s no one else’s business where and how you do it,” she says. But then she bites her lip as if doing her best to keep the grin that rounds up the corners at bay. “There might just be one tiny exception to that. Sir, are you aware you’re kissing Adrien Agreste’s girlfriend?”

He makes his eyes widen in a mock-surprised cat-like gesture as he remarks, “What a pity Adrien Agreste couldn’t make it today to do it himself then.”

Marinette nods along, her fingers playing lazily with the hair at the nape of his neck. “Yeah, it’s really a shame. No such thing as a calm stroll around Fashion Week with your girlfriend if you want to keep your distance from the world of fashion for good. I guess it’s the price you pay for having once been a dashing supermodel.”

The way she articulates ‘supermodel’ — with the distinct intonation he used to jokingly refer to himself for weeks after the reveal when he could finally share this delightful inside joke with her — makes warmth pool in Adrien’s chest. It also makes it impossible for him not to lean down and nuzzle her nose, even if that only helps to spread the remnant of the frosting more evenly. “Good thing you’re an expert with loopholes, m’lady.”

“Good thing we have four possible permutations to show up to events as,” she returns, beaming.

He cups her cheek in one hand and trails a delicate thumb over the vacancy of her mask. It isn’t the imaginable best sensation in the whole wide world, but it’s a close second to the feeling of his lips curved into a smirk ghosting along hers.

She’s right, it’s a good thing. But also a stupid thing. And additionally—

"Are you sure this isn't illegal?"

#ml writers guild #march event 2022 #miabrown007 #miraculous ladybug #miraculous ladybug fic #ml fic #adrien agreste #marinette dupain cheng #marichat #marichat fic #lovesquare #lovesquare fic #mlb #miraculous

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