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the-fiction-witch · 10 months

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No Girls?

Media The Maze Runner : Death Cure

Character Newt

Couple Newt X Reader

Rating Smutty / Flirty

Concept A Glade with No Girls

Smut: Sexy Discussions / Sexual Language / Semi Nudity

I sat watching the ocean shift and change with each of its little waves, the ship to the side being worked on relentlessly by anyone with enough skill to do so. I sat repairing various clothes and tent flaps that had been dropped off to me a skill I'd always used and honestly enjoyed something about sitting down with a needle and some thread was so very calming indeed. But I wasn't alone I had newt beside me one of the group A boys who had gotten cosy with Vince I got along with most of them but newt especially we had a comfort with each other I suppose he had a day off from his usual work welding and cutting metal work on the ship a task Vince trained him in as his steady hand was well suited for it. But today he was resting his ankle up sitting with me as I worked.

"Why didn't you try a big ladder?'

"We did. Couldn't build one big enough."

"What about like scaffolding?'

"Y/n I don't know how else to explain this to you the walls were too big to do that."

"Did you try a big stick?" I asked and he glared at me "do like a pole vault"

"Your really just not getting how big these walls are"

"No if it's a wall it can be scaled."

"Okay so if you could get to the top then what?"

"Walk along the top."

"That doesn't connect. And moves every night"

"Fine. Still sounds dull"

"Says the girl who lived in a shopping centre with a bunch of cranks for two years"

"I wore stylish pre apocalypse fashion, ate so many fancy candies and slept on a whole bed of teddy bears. My life was awesome"

"Sure sounds like it" he laughed

"So how many girls again?'

"One"

"Ooohh bet you boys fought over her. Or what she just one of those free love types who'd let all of you straight boys at her"

"No, she was only in the glade a week so"

"How long were you in there?'

"Three years"

"And you had one girl for a week?'

"Yeah'

"I'm surprised she got out the box without being drowned"

"...by what?"

"A river of goo"

He glared at me again "we didn't all immediately jizz ourselves when we saw a girl"

"Really? Cause I think sixty boys in a large maze together for three years would be pretty hyped for a girl. Except the gay guys they probably didn't care all that much. Bisexuals hyped over threewaY possibilities. Asexuals wouldn't really care either" I explained

"I mean Thomas may have jizzed himself but that's because she's his girlfriend"

"Ohh. But you really spent three years with nothing but big smelly boys?"

"Yeah, and it wasn't that bad we had showers"

"Yeah I know what boys are like you showered once in a month if your lucky"

"...true." he sighed

"Didn't you have buckets too?'

"Yeah for klunk"

"Did you have laundry?'

'not really. Just brush it off if it gets dirt on it"

"Ugggh I get why the one girl lasted a week she probably couldn't stand the smell, sweaty smell unwashed teenage boys who don't wash their laundry and have shit buckets, all allowed to fester and go all sour"

"Okay now you say it… we probably were disgusting"

"You shower more now right?"

"Every other day, I would everyday but the showers aren't that private…"

"Awwww you shy newt?" I giggled

"Shy? Don't want people seeing my dick? Whatever you wanna call it"

"But really no girls?"

"No girls."

"Awwww poor newtie spent all the formative teen time without anything to imagine"

"I can imagine. I have an imagination"

"But you spent all that time without comparison. From when you where a tiny baby boy to now big strong boy" I smiled leaning on his shoulder

"It wasn't that bad"

"What did you use to do? At night?"

"Sleep?"

"Newt, you were trapped in their from what 13 onwards. Your really going to try and tell me you didn't.. you know after lights out"

"Did you?'

"Constantly I was bored. It helps me sleep"

"Do you… still?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Just… curious" he blushed "no, I uhh never really had time, or the privacy"

"Awwwwww poor newtie." I giggled hugging him tightly and immediately I noticed "hi"

"Hi"

"Be careful with that I only just repaired those pants newt" I warned him going back to my sewing as he turned bright red "newt?'

'yes?"

"You ever seen boobs?"

"... How much boob?"

"How much have you seen?"

"I saw Teresa's in her shirt… and also a little down her shirt"

"Dirty boy"

"She was laying down it wasn't intentional!"

"That it?"

"That's it"

"You ever touched a boob?"

"Nope"

"You ever seen ass?"

"I mean I've seen Minho. And fry. Infact most boys"

"I meant girls"

"No."

"Ever seen a? Lady area?"

"No,"

"... would you want to?" I asked

He went bright red stuttering a lot barely able to make eye contact with me "I mean uhhh well I uhh I guess I uhh what I mean is uhh kinda"

I chuckled and finished my last few stitches throwing my finished work in the basket "you're sweet newt" I smiled moving to stand In Front of him and I lifted my shirt long enough for him to look before dropping it back down and giving his cheek a kiss even if he was basically frozen with his eyes wide in place "see you later" I laughed taking my basket and headed back to camp

#thomas sangster #tbs imagine #thomasbrodiesangster #tbs imagines #thomas sangster imagine #thomas brodie sangster imagine #tbs smut #tbs #thomas brodie sangster #thomas brodie sangster smut #maze runner newt #newt maze runner #newt #newt imagine #newt imagines #the maze runner newt #tmr newt imagine #tmr newt smut #tdc newt smut

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pononoin · 1 year

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Your version of PC Stan reminds me of a werewolf and PC Kyle looks he would be a vampire

SO TRUE ANON YOUR SO TRUE I LOVE THAT AU/DYNAMIC SO MUCH, ITS JUST UGGGH THE BEST

Also thanks you for give me a excuse to draw them you’re the best anon

#finn’s epic ask box #south park #kyle broflovski #stan marsh #south park post covid #sp style #art tag #fun fact: the mf (me) wants to be a children’s books illustrator….

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enihk-writes · 3 months

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[before the year ends]

seasonal fics : 除夕 (chú xī) / lunar new year's eve edition

paring: various!hwasan men x gn!reader

summary: things that happen on the last day of the year.

characters: chung myung (can be read as both pbss and mhdd) // chung mun // chung jin // tang bo // tang gunak // jang ilso // jin hyeon // lee songbaek // jin geumryong // baek cheon

author's note: my personal music recommendations for the day are lovers in seoul by off the menu , hot potato by n.flying , coconut love by seoulmoon , mercury by bye bye badman and t + tik tak tok by silica gel feat. So!YoON! (doing this for fun because my other hobby is looking for new music and putting them in a playlist partly because one of my teenage dreams was to open up a cd shop in an art street or own a music-vinyl brunch cafe by the seaside ugggh but you need money like do you know how expensive seaside properties are in singapore!!! i don't have that cash!!! so i have to work!!!! fuck!!!!)

CHUNG MYUNG doesn't like to be cooped up indoors during the festive period. so that afternoon he slipped out to visit the next town over, hearing about their night market and looking forward to getting drunk off his rocker before returning home. only to come face-to-face with you. to his credit he tried to divert your attention to slip away with a bold-faced lie but to be honest, he isn't very good at that. he ends up letting you tag along to buy your silence. which wasn't that bad of a decision — he found himself enjoying the private time he had with you more than he'd expected, like walking through the markets with pinkies interlocked, visiting taverns and teahouses getting mistaken for a couple to get discounts, even the passionate drunken kisses you both shared on the inn balcony which left him quite dazed. when he gets back he would have to have a talk with you about what happened here. though right now he's a little preoccupied with leaving marks all up your neck, hands under your clothes going to places he probably shouldn't, revelling in your embarrassment a little too much. thank goodness he had the foresight to rent out a room to stay in so the both of you could do whatever you wanted in here to the heart's content all night long.

CHUNG MUN watches as you scurry around the sect grounds checking in on the workers who were all preparing for the banquet that was to be held over the new year. as the sect leader he shouldn't interrupt another elder's duties, but as your husband he wanted you to pay attention to him too — it was new years eve and your spouse can't even ask for some alone time with you? you were so cruel, was this how he was to spend the last day of the year? he sighed and turned back to his papers, finishing up with his own work until it was finally time for bed. you met him in the front of your shared house, he finds himself cracking a smile when you bury your face into his chest, he walks you over to sit together on the bench, where you plop your head down on his lap, very much like a certain youngest, pouring your heart out on the annoyances that you've faced today so what has your dear husband have in mind to reward their hardworking partner? the man only chuckles at your ranting, running his fingers until you fell asleep, carrying your tired body to tuck you in bed. he looks over at your peaceful form one more time, kisses your hand and leaves for his own quarters to retire for the night.

CHUNG JIN had been pulled out from under the pile of books he's buried under to take a day off at the behest of the other elders and disciples. not knowing what to do, he hovers around your side, not really wanting to go down the mountain without a solid plan. you thought he looked a little like a lost sparrow then, so you let him stay around as you went about your day. he aided you with small tasks here and there — wasn't he supposed to be on break? old habits die hard, you supposed. he ended up helping you finish your job earlier than intended, bringing the leftovers from the kitchen along, the two of you headed down the forested path at the back of the mountain to wile away the rest of the afternoon as you ate the food and engaged in small talk about nothing in particular. the sun felt warm on your skin, and as it began to set, the sounds of the flowing stream nearby lulled the two elders into a dreamless sleep.

TANG BO stifled a laugh as he looked at your sorry state. only an idiot falls sick on new year's eve — was what he'd told you. you wanted to strangle him right then and there, never mind that he was your husband. he offered to nurse you for the day, supposedly from the kindness of his heart. bullshit. this guy had something up his sleeve, you were so sure of it. but whatever you thought he'd do never happened. your husband truly did take care of you that whole day. he'd wipe off your cold sweat, change towels, feed you food and medication on time, among other things. you thought he'd turn over a new leaf and was just about to praise him when he snickers at you again. maybe you should get sick more often, you're so much nicer when you're quiet like this. too bad for him your fingers were faster as you shove them up his nose to choke him in retaliation. fortune favours the just. the next morning you woke up feeling good as new — your fever had gone away just in time to celebrate the new year. your husband, on the other hand, didn't seem to be doing too well, seemingly catching your cold from yesterday. hmph, serves him right for teasing you like that.

TANG GUNAK could not catch a break even on new year's eve. there was always work to do, the world did not stop on holidays, after all. you slipped into the room quietly with refreshments in hand, hoping to get him to take a short break from his paperwork. the man had sharp ears — recognising the weighted rhythm of your footsteps even as you were on the far end of the hallway. he sets down his brush, getting up to greet you. my love, he'd call out softly, expertly placing away the tray in your hands. you laugh as he pulls you into his embrace, his face burrowing into your shoulder. you try to hug him back with as much vigour you could muster, pulling away just so you could place a few pecks on his face. it wasn't a very long break, but he was grateful for it nonetheless. he sipped on the tea you brewed, listening to your excited recounting of a new novel you had been reading. new years was a time to give thanks for the blessings in life, and he was more than thankful for the way your shoulder felt pressed against his arm as you two sat side by side.

JANG ILSO cared little for the festivities. he wasn't in the mood for any banquet, or party or whatever loud activity. he had been itching to do something, but he couldn't pinpoint what he wanted to do and the idea of going outside annoyed him. you didn't really know, nor cared to find out about your employer's stormy tantrum going on right at that moment. unfortunately for you, you were one of his go-to people to piss off and annoy whenever he wanted to cause trouble. your boss was a temperamental man, and you always walked on eggshells around him. little did you know that you were third on his list of people he liked, so in the off chance that you did piss him off, he wasn't going to get rid of you. not that soon or quickly anyways. he barged into your office with attendants trailing behind him with boxes of drinks, food and entertainment for that evening. he was here to bother you, if you so kindly didn't mind. most of what happened was blurry — you only remembered drinking the sweet wine, going down far too easily, possibly knocking over papers and ink all over your desk and then passing out. the next time you came to, you were in a guest bedroom near your boss' own. the hangover medicine and new clothes already laid out on the table for you. there was no way you had created a moment that your boss could hold over your head as blackmail. no, you detested the teasing that was sure to come from him in the coming year.

JIN HYEON had been out on an errand on behalf of the elders, and finally, he was going back to wudang just in time for new years. he stops by the small diner in the town next door, he often had his meals here whenever he's going out, outwardly he said it's because he liked the lotus root soup with pork ribs served with warm rice. in reality, he just wanted to find a chance to talk to you, the owner — a familiar face he had known since both of you were mere apprentices. though now you had taken over the restaurant your adoptive grandfather had left behind for you while he had risen up to the rank of a second-grade disciple. the diner was small, and the business was decent enough to make ends meet, but it wasn't so busy that you didn't have time to sit across him to have a short chat before he headed off. you asked him if he would stay and visit the night market this year. he shook his head sadly, feeling bad that he was turning down your offer yet again. you shook your disappointment off, opting to change the topic. the hour passed far too quickly, and he had to report back to the elders before night fall. you walk him towards the door, just as the wind picks up from where your back was turned, pushing you into his chest. the man takes the opportunity to pull you a little closer, accidentally placing a peck on your forehead. you didn't think he'd be this affectionate today but who cared? it was new years eve and it's been a while since he had walked you home. maybe next year you could ask him again to come with you to the night market.

LEE SONGBAEK had gone to his hometown for the new year celebrations. he had been given permission by the elders to do so, along with a good majority of the other disciples. things had been really quiet back in the sect with nobody really wanting to do anything with them. speaking of which, he hadn't seen his family in years by now, and he wondered how they were all doing. he didn't plan to spend too much time — have dinner, catch up, stay overnight and leave the next morning. he didn't expect to see that you would also be in his house, helping out with the new year's eve dinner. he could smell the dough and sesame paste drying out in the sun for the tang-yuan they'd all have later. actually, he thinks most of the village was congregated at his house. the disciples who had tagged along with him were a little taken aback at the size of the crowd, much to his embarrassment. he didn't think his village would be so stoked to have him back on new years with his sect brothers. you slipped out of the kitchen to greet him as the elders fussed over the boys that had come to visit. he leans over to greet you, feeling a small smile pull at his lips when you tousle his hair. his original plan might have been a little thwarted, but since you were here, he didn't really mind. ah, when he goes back to the sect, he should ask if the tailor was accepting any apprentices — if he were, and you came over, he might see you around more often in the coming year.

JIN GEUMRYONG wished he was anywhere else but here right now. but, as the eldest and prodigal son he should behave appropriately. he slips out of the banquet hall at the first opportunity, making shoddy excuses like needing to go to the restroom. he finds a spot in the quietest part of the estate, taking a moment to collect himself from the incessant social interaction he's had the whole day. soft footsteps approach him — really? he feels annoyed, but tries to reign back his distaste when he sees your smiling face beaming at him. go away. he tells you, not in the mood to deal with whatever you were about to drag him into. please? you'd beg, your hand pulling at his arm to get him on his feet. there was something you wanted to show him, and if he didn't go with you now, he was going to miss it! the man agreed reluctantly, letting you take him to the lake behind the hills. the night sky was clear and he could see every sparkling star in the sky. you sit on a fallen log, seemingly waiting for something to happen. he sits right by you, choosing not to question your actions. and then — there it was. the stars fell from the sky one after another, painting the night in long white painter's lines. he'd never seen anything like this in his life thus far, and he might not ever see it again. but it didn't matter. when you asked, doesn't it look amazing? he could only hum, unable to take his eyes off you all while your gaze was turned to the spectacle in the skies.

BAEK CHEON, for the life of him, can't decide which tassel he wanted to buy and ended up just getting a roll of thread in plum-blossom pink to make one on his own. the handiwork was clumsy, clearly amateurish with the bronze coin woven into the accessory. it certainly resembled the shape of a tassel — if you didn't look at the finer details too closely and for too long. you could see him look embarrassed at the quality and was already regretting giving it to you. but how could you not want his sincere gift? you loved it, flaws and all, because it was from him and you wanted to be reminded of the idea that this perfectionist still could make mistakes. you pull him down for a kiss. and then another. and another, until you were peppering his whole face in kisses because your heart couldn't handle this gap in his personality. your poor love, look at how red his face had become. he didn't know whether to be happy that you liked his gift this much, or feel shy at the public show of affection in a place where everyone in the sect could possibly see? you can't help but snicker mischievously as you skipped away from the scene — leaving the poor boy in a flustered mess.

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idontknowreallywhy · 10 days

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Resurface 18 - Reverie

Previous parts here

A little forgetful interlude…

(Weighted blanket lore borrowed from @astranite’s gorgeous fic Rest)

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The softly spoken and consequently often-ignored part of Scott’s brain that craved sleep whined pitifully as he dragged himself back towards consciousness. He was warm and his dream had been nice and ugggh… nope. He did not want to move. But the more vocal majority part of the same brain pointed out there were probably Things to be Doing, that his left foot was tingling, and that the side of his face was disconcertingly adhered to a hard surface.

An experimental twitch of his jaw then a slight frown as his neurons aligned and informed him he’d been drooling in his sleep… lovely. He sighed and dragged one eyelid open.

The moonlight cast familiar shadows at an unfamiliar angle. He was in the lounge, but not at the desk. His brain was taking an unusually long time to reboot which from past experience meant the nap had been a long time coming but had not been of sufficient length to negate the need for another. A vague sense of unease told him he should be doing something important, probably with a deadline he was about to miss… but why wasn’t he at the desk in that case?

He’d obviously crashed out on the couch, the curve of the wooden armrest pressing into his jawbone made that clear… but wasn’t nearly as uncomfortable as he should be. A little shuffling investigation revealed a ball of soft, familiar material tucked into the gap between the armrest and his shoulder, meaning his neck was well supported. He smiled to himself as his sense of smell came online and the aroma of coffee, paint and a side note of engine grease revealed the padding to be one of Virgil’s shirts. At which point he also realised the other reason he felt so warm and contented was that he was snuggled under the weighted blanket Virgil had bought for him months ago. His brother had also apparently removed his shoes and tucked the blanket under his feet.

The only odd thing was that he was here at all and Virgil hadn’t dragged him to his actual bed. On one occasion his younger, shorter but not in any practically meaningful way littler brother actually threatened to literally drag him, seizing hold of one foot and forcing Scott to scuttle-hop across the floor after him like a three legged crab before he relented and agreed to leave the desk under his own steam.

And they called Scott the smotherhen! Sure, he tried his best but he was a pale, lanky imitation of the real deal. When it was stormy outside, Scott might strut and crow to try to scare away the darkness but Virgil could always be relied upon to gather all the chicks under his broad wings and keep them feeling safe.

Woah, he really was tired if he was getting poetic. He sighed silently, still unwilling to move and thus accept he was awake. All was quiet so maybe… maybe he could hang out here a little longer? Shifting his body down the sofa, he peeled his face from the armrest and buried it in Virgil’s shirt instead. Scott revised his already tortured metaphor - he wasn’t the cockerel but just as much a chick in need of shelter as any of them. It was possible he needed to get better at acknowledging that… poor Virgil had his work cut out trying to keep this fuzzy little chicken in line. He’d complained about it recently… what was it he’d said? “I can’t make him stop, he won’t stop…”

As if reality had thrown a bucket of iced water at his face, Scott leapt up still clinging to the flannel shirt. VIRGIL! Still bleary-eyed, he felt around desperately for the tablet but it was gone. How could it be gone? He stood, rifled through the heavy folds of the blanket, down between the cushions, and was halfway under the couch when a soft sigh caught his attention.

John was curled up on the seat opposite, another bundle of red plaid clutched to his chest with one hand, the other trailing to the ground, fingers just looped over the edge of… YES… Scott’s tablet.

Ninja-like, Scott tiptoed across the room and edged the precious device from John’s limp fingers. He looked apologetically at the ceiling, feeling EOS watching him with disapproval but she remained quiet.

The same moonlight flooded the infirmary making everything look cold and alien. Virgil looked deathly pale and for all Scott’s logical reasoning that moonlight drained the colour from everyone he just needed to be sure…

He replaced the tablet and stood looking down at John’s sleeping form, wishing he could do something to stop them all hurting so badly. Shaking out the red shirt he had tucked under his own arm, he laid it gently over John’s shoulders before sneaking out of the room to check on its owner.

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#thunderbirds are go #thunderbirds #thunderbirds fanfiction #scott tracy #virgil tracy #john tracy #idontknowreallywhy fanfic #resurface fic

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retrothesilly · 4 months

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UGGGH I LOVE THEM SO SO MUCH!!!!!! I been rewatching bfb today and it's been great!!! I love these two so much!!!

#digital art #artwork #digital artist #digital illustration #bfb #bfdi #fanart #bfb 4x #tpot #bfb x #bfb fourx #bfb four

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chushanye · 5 months

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all my notes on episodes 44 and 45:

the Beth and Ron intro and "Ron...what are we?" made laugh while in a dead quiet bus on a border crossing while people were getting their passports checked and maybe THAT'S why the officer was rude to me

directly from my notes: "google lauren booger??? over the panrs hj in beetlejuice the musical, transphobic? okay i googled her ANTHONY WHAT THE FUCK"

ron sounds like Jennifer Coolidge in this episode

"Taylor walks in and looks at him a s i a n l y" *anthony losing it* "roll intimidation" -> i think i got a fever from how hard I laughed

*guitar strumming* "hold on Freddy's cooking" 🎵would you say a slurrrr. if you saw me in heaven🎵

listen you can't APOLOGISE away killing someone but Scarys grown as a person and Beths speech was very well composed

Taylor I love you forever (already rolling up sleeves, "you wanna go", stuttering over his words, the moment someone questions his dad's power) Freddy is a genius for this character

I relate to Normal painfully this episode. him welling up with tears and him feeling left out while people yry to comfort him in vain is like integral to my middle school experience

"schooled in jail" is so Scary of Link. shes really emo-fied them I appreciate that. I appreciate her influence.

i cannot get over the "chaos orbs" joke because everytime i just think they're talking about the fucking chaos emeralds from the sonic franchise

*crying* IM A BAD PERSON! RON! DADDY! -> I love Terry Jr charactarisation. I love how guilt has been eating him up. I love how he still loves Ron so much. I love that he still goes to his dad. I love them sm.

Ron is just Gandalf in the way hes an old man with wisdom everyone respects despite him making no sense sometimes.

I love Ron's charactarisation. How he tries to help Nick and "you lied to me kiddo" and how he's honest with Nick and fuck I miss Ron. Beth is doing a fantastic job.

Nick is so fucking cool.

Nick and Terry Jr were best friends? Was this established before?

ooh i love the just TASTY instrumentals as anthony describes the daddy magic

I LOVE NICK. hes so fucked uo and traumatised and he isn't exactly trying his best but that is due to the things he went through and he's going through so much but he loves Taylor even more and UGGGH the fuckign Close family man.

Taylor and Glenn interacting is always just Freddy going:

"if you found time travel maguc maybe you could pick me up and we could do childhood all over again" -> I don't want to hear ANYBODY say that Freddy's characters are one-note. He knows exactly who they are and exactly how to play them and they're endlessly fascinating to me.

Taylor and Normal volunteering to be kings of hell and getting themselves in a cage is so good. like from a character perspective. "fear. fear in talkors eyes. why did i open my mouth?" is SO fucking good. it does so much for portraying Taylors thought process or lack thereof. it does so much to paint how he reacts emotionally to things. Normal's desperate need for validation leading to him putting them in a dumbass situation? Taylor bejng blinded by what's funny/exciting only to realise too late he should think before he speaks? Perfect. this is so fucking true to teengehood I feel liek I've been both of them at some point

#dndads #dungeons and daddies #dndaddies

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reijixia13 · 1 year

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How about a short story?

Rose under the moonlight ||°MLB&CN°||

Chat Noir!Cat Blanc x M!Reader

by Reiji_13

C: art not mine, cttro @p0mmia

Message: Hi p0mmia, sorry I couldn't message you right away, This art just suddenly gave me a short story vibe so I used the Rose to be a story title hehe hope you like this thought

There are things as shit as it can be, There are times that you feel happiness in your life, But Theres Pain and sadness, Maybe anger or rage just like a Rose.

How? Well wonder the description of a Rose, It starts with its beauty, But with the Thorns as it's vissible pain, You never knew what a Rose could turn to be a beautiful painfulled person.

“What are you reading?” A voice called out, In Panic I quickly look around on guard in this midnight under the moon and all, WHO THE HELL SAYS THAT WHEN IM ON A GOD DAMN ROOF?!

“Hey, Relax it's just me-” Before the I could even recognize the person, I hit them hard on the stomach “Chat Noir... ugggh” A thud was heard, I hurriedly came to aid him on the ground of my roof.

“Ack!!! Chat Noir?!” I quickly took a look at his pained expression, “ohh... Sorry! I didn't- I mean- Ackkkkkk!” In frustration i grabbed my hair.

“ughh, HeEey don't try taking it out on your hair!” Still hurt, Chat Noir helped me by taking my hands into his as we stared at each other, He blinked before blushing furiously bashing his hands around “oh- Sorry!”

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After sometime around the both of us ended up calming down before I questioned what he doing on my roof

“Well.. I planned a scenario for ladybug but.. Like always, she sets me aside”

I look at him with a saddening expression, I know how it feels to have that kind of affection..

“Ahh, I knew of that too..”

Honestly Luka is kind, but his very dense, at some point his only focusing his ideals to Dupang-cheng now, By now I probably gave up.

“Hey, I know we only met, But it would be a great pleasure if you could accompany me” Chat Noir said as he stood up, look at me and reach out his hand for me. I take his hand slowly,

“Well, I don't exactly have anything else to do. But sure, Just that-”

Before I could even finish, He swooped me up and jumped off the building, before we could reach the ground with my yellings for the lord, He jumped to another building.

I can only feel the wind as my eyes stuck shut, helding for safety, I can only hear Chat chuckling, Im getting back at him-

“Alright! We're here~!”

I turn around after he gently put me down, I gasp in awee as the fairy lights illuminate the night roof, Up above can be seen a clear moon just like

“The Rose Under the Moonlight..”

I turn to chat

“Chat this is-”

I stopped as I looked at his gloomy expression sitting on the railings.

“This is what I made for Ladybug..”

I agape, Even if Ladybug is a great and super busy hero, She should atleast came to see the efforts one could already tell how much Chat Noir is Inlove with her but she should be greatful she had someone as Great as Chat Noir to make this effort. I smiled silently I walked to his side and gave his back a hug.

“This is great, I know Ladybug would've enjoyed it.” I felt a little shuffling, And when I turn to look at him, He was reaching to my head, Something was placed between my head and ear.

“I heard you muttering about a rose, I persume you like roses?” I look at him with a tint of blush, greatful for the darkness hiding the little blush im having.

“Uh not exactly, But” I look up at the sky, the moon and stars waving down at us. “I love it when its about the moon and a rose.”

“That's why the book seems familiar” I turn to look at him questionably, He turn to me with a smile “What? I read alot of books too.” He said, That got me enchanted.

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Im here under the star night, no moon in sight, but the lights of my roof still gave the warm but still cold wind, Look off from afar as I wonder

It's been a while since I've seen Chat, I wonder if his busy with Ladybug..

At some point, My heart ache remembering the scene with Marinette and Luka.. How could he look at her like that, when he couldn't even notice how much I look at him like how he looks at her..

I didn't even notice the tears..

A quite sob excape me, I tried to hide it by putting my hands on my mouth.

It hurts, I don't know how many times I had fell inlove with someone from a far, It either be a Media Idol, A non existing character or Someone who I could call my bestfriend.

“Oh what's even the point? He wouldn't like me with this gender.”

“What are you glooming around my purrince?” I quickly looked around, From a corner, stood a dark figure, by his voice I could already know its Chat Noir.

“Chat?” I still had to make sure who he really is, He slowly came from the dark, I gasp taking a step back.

“Sorry Darling, But Im called Blanc, Cat Blanc” I looked at him hovering me, His giving an oddly warm aura but still, Chat Noir Has black suit and- And Green eyes! Plus blonde hair-

“suprise? Are you happy? I would even be greater than this, And even greater than a bug rat” He said that so casually with a smug smirk.

“I- I still like the Old Chat Noir!” I quickky covered my mouth, scared as his eyes turned serious, his piercing blue eyes glared at mine.

“Now, Your only making it worse Love” He said, He came even closer to take my chin and made me stare at his eyes, His eyes were gazing down “Thought, with this naughty lips of yours would be purrfectly swollen” His tounge swiped through his lips as his eyes gaze back to mine, I could feel my face getting hot from the comment.

Before anything, I felt his lips into mine, I stare at him in shock to see his smile hardening the kiss, pushing my back to the railings.

“wait-” I pushed him away to take a breath, I touched my swelling lips with a mess of my hair.

“Just like I thought, Tasty” I looked at him blushing furiously as he swiped his tounge to his lips again while looking at me, “Also purrfectly swollen” His expression turned serious, and turned his gaze seemingly behind me, “But I would perfer if you had left us alone bug rat”

As a yo-yo passed by, He quickly took me to his arms rapped it around my smaller body and used his back as a shield, jumping up to a much higher roof.

“And, I would perfer if you leave the poor Civilian alone.” The intimidating voice of Ladybug said, I shiver in spite of the tension, I look at Ladybug who worriedly glance at me, Before I stared up at Chat Noir- No, Cat Blanc to see him glancing down at me.

“Sorry Bug rat, not in the mood for fighting, I still need to bring him somewhere” Despite shivering, I look at them questioning

“what? I just met a villain, also-”

I got deja vu with the jump from the building, My illuming screams can be heard as I hold Cat Blanc tightly, Asking the Gods, Why the hell is this happening to me? Lord if your giving me someone atleast give me someone with a sense of humor.

“NO YOUR COMING BACK HERE SO I CAN DE EVILIZE YOUR AKUMA, ALSO BRING THE CIVILIAN TO SAFETY- UGH CHAT!”

The voice of ladybug was heard clearly fading away, I think we lost her but idk how to feel.

“Crazy BugRat for ruining my fucking mood”

I- that's such a strong word- I don't even know what to say, He only squeez me in his arm as he jump after jump.

At some point we reach a location, At first it was dark, But Cat Blanc snapped his fingers and the lights brighten uo the way.

I stare in awee, This might be one of those days where Chat Noir brings me out to look at the moon but this place is new.. Also exept the one who bought me here is Cat Blanc, The evilized side of Chat Noir..

“I-”

I turn to look at him, When I saw him looking at me with those eyes.

“..(Y/N)” I stare at him as he called me, His eyes welled up with tears, He clenched his hands, I inhale before exhailing. I walked up to him and held his hand in question, I put his hand to my cheeks to see him loosining his clench to slowly and gently move his hands through my cheeks like its something vulnerable to his view, like his seeing me break from him.. break..from him..

“What's the problem, Cha- Blanc?” I ask, His eyes stared back at mine, I notice how his eyes are glinting green, He held a petal of rose in hand.

“Blanc, Are you ok?” I ask, He can only stare back at me with silence but now by looking at him, just like how we first became companions for the sorrows we felt, those feeling illuminating from him. I know it so well.

“Blanc, I already told you, You deserve so much better, You should know that someone does appreciate your efforts but taking it out on me is not only for desiring for yourself but your also hurting me. Blanc, Chat or what ever person underneath those mask are, Your still a person who deserves someone, Blanc please don't be like this.. Give up your power.. maybe not for ladybug but try it for me?.. I don't want you hurt..” I stare off the ground, I hear a bell dinging, I look up to see Blanc reaching out to his collar before he stopped still holding my hand in his other, he point at his bell, But I also saw the Petal slowly fell to its end.

I smiled knowing his giving up, I quickly kissed his cheek “Thank you Blanc..” I said before taking the bell out and throwing it at the ground, He even volunteered to smash it with his foot, Ladybug came in right on time to de evilize the akuma.

When ladybug screamed 'Miracoulous Ladybug' Blanc was only staring at me, waving before turning to Chat Noir who uncousiously fell to the ground, I quickly came to catch him.

“I guess I missed out alot..” I stare at Ladybug, Only smiling

“jusy so you know, ones effort shouldn't be treated like trash.. Ladybug you should still be thankful..” I voice out, I stare at her “Because like him, My efforts for my own love for someone is a waste..”

Ladybug only stared at me before smiling at me herself.

“maybe you should also start realizing what that ment” She said, I look at her confused.

“oww, What ment??” I flinched when Chat Noir suddenly arose from him, and quickly smacked him “Ow- wHat wAs thAT fOr?” his voice cracked giving me a chuckled.

“I guess my job here is done, Don't stay up too late, Bug out.” Before I could say my goodbyes, I can only stare at ladybug who swings away.

“Is there by any chance I should know what happend?” I gaze out, Before red was illuminating through my body and face, Chat came close as he took a look at me “Uhh your red??” He ask, Before he could even try anything, I pushed his face out.

“ughh shut up, its such a long night” I said with a sigh, He chuckled before standing up, He reach his hand out before he took me up to stand up. He bowed, taking his staff before magically opening it? With a god damn rose? INSIDE?? “Maybe this Cat should accompany the troubled?” I can only blow blueberries at him before taking the rose, He chuckled before taking me to his arms and again jumping around to take me home. I should probably be scared for my life. AGAIN. But Ladybug's words got me thinking..

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This is so random HAHAHAHHA, I hope you like it heheheh

#x reader #cat blanc #miraculoustalesofladybugandcatnoir #miraculous lb #miraculous ladybug #chat blanc #chat noir #fanfic #cute fanart #shorts #reiji13_shorts #xiadynamicrecommends #xiadynamic

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barrenclan · 1 year

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NEW ISSUE!!! *explodes*

blacknose needing to be reminded is so sweet and so sad. i can’t tell if she really understands what’s is going on with her, but she seems to enjoy her kits and want the best for them, as evidenced by her instant defense when they started crying. mallowstar being an anxious dad was really nice too.

cootstorm saying ‘two toms two shes’ and then praising her sister for it, and then pinepaw catching the tone? ugggh. that grossed me out, but in a great way!! sets up cootstorm’s character alot and how she’s very? traditionalist, i guess? like she cares about the clan being carried on. but as an outsider, and to pinepaw, it comes off as pretty gross because you’re looking at newborns and thinking “aw yes, this baby will make babies one day.” and then when pinepaw brings up how she’s acting she defends herself by acting like pinepaw should just pick one of these two babies. big ew from me, chief. destroys cootstorm with mind. but also again, very good writing!!!!

the calico being named after egrettail is sooo sweet. like it’s a sign that they accept her as apart of the clan so much that she’s even the name that’s passed down. they r buddies

i love this issue!! babey issue!!!!!!! they r babey!!!! babey/10!!!!!

New issue! This one took me so long because I had family in town for a week, so I couldn't work on it.

The idea of forgetting what was happening while you were giving birth sounded utterly terrifying to me, so while it's not at all the focus of the issue I wanted to give it a moment.

All of Cootstorm's small moments of hate, annoyance, or traditionalist thinking has really been building up to this issue. Icky to write, but it needed to be done.

Blacknose and Egrettail are BEST FRIENDS FOREVER!!!!

#ask #cootstorm #blacknose #egrettail #kittens

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aprillikesthings · 2 months

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The next episode itself is a two-parter, and I think that rather than split them up I will just watch through, which might mean I have to reblog this post multiple times.

Finishing out season four!

s4, eps 12&13 Destiny

Usual reminder: this is a REwatch and there’s spoilers ahoy, I make a lot of bad jokes (some of which are Adult In Nature), I reference other cartoons, I make random asides.

(also, this time specifically, I had some alcohol)

Tbh? it's a lot like watching things like this with me in person aaahahaha I always want to pause and infodump shit -_-

lol Emily is destroying Shadow Weaver's garden

Emily acts like Mal the cat does sometimes. WHAT IS IN YOUR MOUTH you are not supposed to have that! Get out of there!

UGGGH

it's easy to forget how BIG Scorpia is??

LOLOL oh my god I went downstairs for like an hour and a half talking to my partners about the most random shit and then playing with the cat and also: I've had most of a can of wine.

One of these:

YEAH (that's a huge image)

so if these get weird: blame the wine I guess

oh also @corpseauthority and I picked out fake fur and minky fabric for the ears and tail of my Catra cosplay :D :D :D I'M SO EXCITED

OKAY BACK TO SHE-RA

the only thing better than Scorpia's "huh?" is Shadow Weaver's flat "what"

Shadow Weaver: no we need the other princesses Glimmer: well they're gone but-- Scorpia, Shadow Weaver, and Emily: WAIT, WHAT???

AND THEN

okay but is the guard telling you this Double Trouble

ROLL INTRO

that thing was not meant to hold four humans and a horse with wings

why are you SNIFFING HIM

Entrapta: "I don't know you" Micah: "Yes, you do. You stole my food." Entrapta: "OH YEAH! It was delicious :D"

oh god Adora's like "....but are you okay? we came here to find you 🥺"

and she's like YEAH I'M GREAT

"each more deadly than the next??? it's PARADISE"

I love her so much oh my godddd

Bow: "We're here to rescue you" Entrapta: "didn't I just rescue YOU?"

Bow mentions Hordak and Entrapta pulls her little new bug-eye mask down :(

Adora: so hey we uhhhhhhhh really need your help due to a terrible secret of the First Ones that nobody but us knows

"WHy didn't you say so???"

well that's a callback to s1 ep1

THERE SHE IS!! MY BABY 😍 I LOVE HER SO MUCH

nooo

anyway Kyle, Rogelio, and Lonnie come in and Catra's like OH UHHH so...what's happening

Lonnie: "we just got back from conquering another Rebel town" Kyle: ":D You should've seen us!! It was all:"

and then he kicks Scorpia's old locker, with the drawings on it, and Catra gets mad

Ironically the degree to which Catra is UPSET is making me ship them harder lol

bb you need a break you are getting feral

Man Lonnie has her number lol. "What is wrong with you? We're winning! Even you should be happy."

god I love when she's this deranged

she slams poor Lonnie against a locker

john cena dot gif

but also OH DO THEY REMIND YOU OF WHO YOU USED TO BE? HMM? what you really wanted??? what actually gave you something like joy or contentment????? are you trying to just erase any part of you capable of feeling good?????????

Kyle is RIGHT

The cinematic parallels between Catra and Glimmer in this episode ("forget my friends I'M IN CHARGE HERE and YOU NEED TO FOLLOW ORDERS") are *chef's kiss*

Catra realizing this isn't what she actually wants: part ....a lot

STOP REMINDING ME I HAVE FEELINGS!!

The other three leave, she yanks the drawings off Scorpia's old locker, then THUMPs her head on it. And then Double Trouble shows up!

okay wait tho the way she pauses and then thumps her head on it is so funny I wish I could gif it, it's so cat-like and also Very Emo

I don't think this is supposed to be funny but it IS and I cannot stop rewinding and laughing. I blame the wine.

THONK

help i've rewatched it like five times now

okay

lol right??

Me, when I was info-dumping my own fic at myself: is it weird to imagine these two banging??? Me now: nope

Double Trouble: "Apologies for the delay, kitten. I got ...held up...in Bright Moon"

Anyway they give a little speech about how the Princesses keep fighting and She-Ra is away

NO SHIT, SHERLOCK

(now THERE's an old fandom reference ahahaha)

"We can't let them return to the Fright Zone!" TOO FUCKING LATE

YOU STOLE HER GARNET YOU WOULD THINK SO

Anyway they argue about the possibility of Glimmer taking Scorpia back to the Fright Zone

GOD I HATE IT WHEN SHE'S RIGHT UGGGHHHH

lolol I am. like. less than ten minutes into the FIRST OF TWO EPISODES and i've hit the image limit.

#april rewatches spop #destiny

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raph-a-roni · 8 months

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*hugs!!*

oldest brother of three sisters to oldest brother of three brothers, taking care of your siblings is really hard. you work so hard to be enough for them, but then they can just look right over that and treat you like shit sometimes. of course its awesome, im sure neither of us would have it any other way! i love my sisters so much and im honored to be their big brother, and im sure you feel the same way

but remember to take some time for yourself! its easy to get caught up in their needs and forget about yours. every once in a while just settle down and do some of your hobbies. and remember that youre just a kid, and you deserve to snap and need a break sometimes.

xoxo!! /plat

*hugs back*

Raph definitely feels the same way. Ugggh, now that I think about it... I haven't done any skateboarding lately. Might have to do that again.

Your kind words feel like a warm hug, it means a lot to me.

The best thing is, despite all the anger & annoyance, you're always there for each other. No one's alone.

🤜🏾❤️🤛🏾

#raph answers #raph a roni blog #turtle net #donnies exceptional mind #neon leons messy mind palace #mikeys world of feelings #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of tmnt #rottmnt raph #raphael hamato #rise raphael roleplay

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prstmmprhdl · 15 days

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Sooo I was tagged by @nanomooselet (sempai noticed me ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) no but really woooow a person with so much such cool trigun meta knows I exist? I’m literally starstruck)

But I’m stupid and I don’t know who to tag in return :( I’m not even sure I know how to see who I’m mutuals with? I’m a technological granny that’s all anyone needs to know about me lol

But the questions are actually different:

Last song: Not Found by Buck-Tick. That’s a great song, I kinda forgot existed and actually expected to listen to Mudai (which means “No name”, so, it’s not that weird to confuse the two).

Favorite color: green. Deep moss green is the best, but any hue is great.

Currently watching: ugggh. Thanks to my husband I watch ongoings now ( >___>) they are suddenly really good. Everybody knows Dungeon Meshi, I think. It’s already a cult classic as a manga and Trigger continues to make history. I’ve juuust finished Frieren and Apothecary Diaries, Bucchigiri and Warumono San no kyuujitsu, Yubisaki to renren and Majyo to Yajyu. Have started Yoru no kagame wa oyogenai (PLEASE WATCH IT. JUST FOR THE CINEMATOGRAPHY ALONE! PS - god I love the way anime of this new decade uses “camera movement” and colors. Tengoku daimakyo and Chainsawman are probably the best examples here, but this slice of life/music dramedy already looks amazing) and Shyuumatsu no train wa doko e iku (this is boringly simple in the art department in general but the promise and the visualization of the surreal parts is really good, I’m hooked!). Gmg. I do watch movies as well, like, Poor things and Aliza Frankenstein are extremely good. Dune is very beautiful. Mami Wata is a black and white gem of a movie. But I think I should shut up already.

Sweet/savory/spicy: savory I guess? However I’m not a native English speaker and had to google for some time as I’ve previously considered savory not a taste, but… a feel? Dunno.

Relationship status: married. As for friendship, it’s mostly online as most my beautiful ladies live far away ~_~

Current obsession: Trigun. And. Like. Really. It is an OBSESSION. I love all the characters, I literally fall asleep and wake up with them on my mind. I’ve made myself a felted Vash toy. I’ve watched Stampede twice (don’t look at the number of things I watch. Without my husband I can’t finish shit. But this! I’ve screencapped every second of it it seems. I’ve read manga in English and Japanese (and sometimes badly translated to Russian for the lulz - there’s so much swearing it’s basically a different story). I’ve committed two art pieces for the first time in my life. I’ve put art on my walls and my laptop. And I even returned to reading fan fiction after almost a decade of staying away from ao3 (no shade here, I just never loved anything as much as to need any additional materials. Except for Hannibal. But that show was too perfect and didn’t need anything but deep analytics on the symbolism). Hmh. I want to plug “Becoming Eden” by Lenipes here. It’s so good it has become a fourth trigun “canon” for me.

Last thing I googled: how does savory taste lol

Hehe. That’s so long. I guess I just wanted to vent a bit?

Who can I tag? @6wings-manyeyes @esotericbird

Sorry to bother you. No pressure and all that~ just a little tag game to get to know mutuals better.

#tag game #who should I tag though #I was so pleased to be tagged!#I really wish I could talk to more trigun people #and anime people #and tumblr people in general #I used to know ppl here thrugh #fiction podcasts #those a great #aaaargh #I want someone who loves trigun AND wolf 359 #these two are so so soooooo cool #and somehow give off similar vibes ???#dunno #trigun #wolf359

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