locked out of the zoo

I am basically going to go on with my life pretending that Teen Wolf didn’t put that stupid Brett pelting Liam with lacrosse balls scene in the last episode.

It made no sense. Yes we kinda got that Brett was a jerk and a bit of a bully but that’s level of bullying was super intense.

Like you seriously expect me to believe that this Buddhist werewolf that only started playing lacrosse to get his sister into a good school drove his entire team out to some creepy abandonded zoo to lock a teammate in a cage and traumatize him over a lost game??? No thank you.

Brett ain’t perfect but he wasn’t that level of monster.

(Aside form ooc it was also just like…kind of weird lol…)

My secret suspicion is that writers originally intended for it to be a scene to involve Liam being abused by his biological father but then got cold feet about depicting domestic abuse.

ML Fluff Month || Day 11 + 12

AN: Ayo my dudes, I’ve decided to put these two prompts into one story but I may write up a separate one for Day 12 in the near future when I have more time on my hands.

@miraculousfluffmonth

Day 11- Plushies/ Stuffed Animals                  Day 12- Mon Coeur (My Heart)

The arcade buzzed with life, light’s flashing and nostalgia thick in the air as the pings of retro games resounded throughout the floor. Tucked away at the back of the arcade sat the prize booth. Or rather, the prize booths seeing as there were two placed opposite of each other. The one on the left was set up like a typical prize booth found in arcades. There was a clear glass display with trinkets and toys, small bucket’s sat on top of the display at the corners filled with miscellaneous nik-naks, and on the fall sat the largest prizes from water guns to toy sets and the largest prize which was a gaming system. The one on the right was set up carnival style with shelves of stuffed animals in placed descending order with the largest prizes sitting on the top shelves and even more stuffed objects hanging in bunches along the lip of the booth’s colorful awning.

Alya chuckled as she dragged her boyfriend throughout the arcade, playing all the different types of games available. After playing against each other in every single game the two made it a competition to see who can get more tickets by the end of the night.

A couple hours roll by as the DJ and the journalist dance around each other, sending playful glares when the other seems to have more tickets, and laughing as they shout across the arcade to boast new high scores.

“Alright, alright, the place is going to close in like thirty minutes. Time to count all the tickets,” Nino said with a chuckle as he watched his girlfriend with amusement while she concentrated on the screen in front of her.

Alya finished the game with a cheer. “Look at that Nino, beat your score again.” The journalist stuck her tongue out at him as she bumped her hips with his. A laugh fell from her lips when Nino’s lips formed a pout before he shot a glare at the journalist.

The two put all their tickets into the machine to be counted and waited excitedly for the final score as the numbers climbed higher and higher.

“Woohoo!” Nino cheered, as the total ticket number was higher than his girlfriend’s by just a few. “I might’ve taught you well but you’ve yet to surpass your teacher young one.”

Alya rolled her eyes as she collected her receipt. “Oh shut up, you got only twenty tickets more than me, it’s not that big of a deal you goof.”

Nino simply shrugged as he did a little victory dance on his way to the two prize booths with Alya following close behind. The DJ was done with making his selection of prizes rather quickly, returning to Alya’s side with two water guns, several bouncy balls, and a tiny container of slime in tow. Alya had settled on getting two large bears, each with a heart between its paws.

“You done yet babe?” Nino asked as he watched the prize keeper hand the bears over.

“Yeah, just about.”



After the two were done collecting all of their prizes the two were just about to leave the arcade when Alya stopped. She held one of the bears tightly in her grip, taking a deep breath and letting it out.

“Nino, remember when we were locked up in a cage at the zoo all those years ago during an akuma attack?” The DJ turned around and looked at his girlfriend in confusion. “And remember how we had our very first date here? You were so nervous in the beginning, I was so glad you loosened up and by the end of the night I was sporting an aching stomach from all the laughing we’d done.” Alya smiled and fiddled with one of the bear’s ears. “I just wanted to say thank you for putting up with all the crazy things I drag you into. You’ve supported me so much more than I could’ve ever hoped for. We’ve been through so much together and I honestly can’t see myself without you by my side.” Taking a step forward Alya took a shaky breath as she dropped down onto one knee, holding the bear out in front of her. “Nino, will you marry me?” Worry brimmed in Alya’s eyes as she waited for her boyfriend since high school to answer, truly afraid that he might reject her.

Nino gasped as his eyes caught the glint of the ring hanging around the bear’s neck. His eyes drifted up to Alya’s beautiful hazel eyes, vision starting to blur as tears began to build.

The DJ sank to his knees and wrapped his arms around her shoulders tightly as he pressed his nose to the juncture of her neck, nodding his head. “Yes, yes I’ll marry you, you crazy yet lovable girlfriend of mine.”

Alya breathed out a sigh of relief as she hugged her now fiancé. “I was honestly scared you would say no,” she whispered softly.

Nino pulled back and cupped her cheeks. “How could you ever think something like that, stupid? You’ve had my heart since the moment we got out of that cage and I’ve never been happier. God, you bring so much joy to me that sometimes I feel like I’m living a dream. I love how passionate you are and I love watching you pour yourself into everything you do. There’s honestly so much that I’ve come to love about you that if I were to list every single one of them, we’d be here until next week,” Nino finished with a chuckle.

Alya smiled and slipped the ring onto Nino’s finger. “And this is so you remember that you’ve always had, and will continue to have, my heart with you.” Nino gasped as he saw the small heart shape cut out of the ring with a small diamond sitting snugly inside.

A new wave of tears began to build behind Nino’s lids as Alya pressed a kiss to his knuckles.

Sure thing! I have a lot of prompts, so I picked just one. It’s DJ Wifi! I’ve never written for this pairing before, so I hop I did okay. Tell me what you think! 

To anyone else, they looked like your average teens, each immersed in their own technology. Nino’s head bobbed to a beat that only he could hear on his headphones, while across the table Alya’s thumbs flew on her smartphone. This was how they spent many of their lunch hours when the creative juices flowed too plentifully for them to ignore. Alya and Nino seemed totally ignorant of the world bustling around them or each other.

But they knew better. Nino hummed along to the songs that he knew his girlfriend liked so she could hear them, and when he completed editing a new track, she was always the first to hear it. Alya held the screen out to her boyfriend whenever she found a funny photo that would make him laugh, and whenever there was Ladybug news, Nino had the scoop second only to Alya. It was an arrangement that bordered on symbiosis.

As she scrolled down her newsfeed, Alya perked up suddenly . She waved her phone at Nino and waited for him to look up from his computer screen. Once she had eye contact, Alya tapped her ear meaningfully and he got the signal. Nino slid the headphones off.

“What’s up?”

“Inox Park is hosting an amateur electronic music festival in a few weeks. Deadline to submit a sample is this Thursday. Think you can whip something up?”

Nino grinned. “I have a pretty stellar track in the works.”

“Great. I’ve already started your application.”

“Sweet. Thanks, babe.” He raised an eyebrow and asked, “This wouldn’t have anything to do with Ladybug and Chat Noir making an appearance at the festival, would it?”

Alya shot him a wry smile. “Let’s just say that’s a bonus. I’m here for you, wherever you need me. In the front row…backstage with all the other competitors and special guests…”

“You’re so obvious.”

“You love it.”

“Yeah, I do.”

They held each other’s gaze for a minute, eyes soft as their hands joined in the middle of the lunch table.

Marinette watched the two of them in awe.

“How do they even do that?” she murmured with a little shake of her head.

Adrien looked up from his sandwich, still chewing on his mouthful. He swallowed and shrugged.

“They’re tech-heads. They understand each other’s language. A like means ‘I love you’ and a share means ‘Marry me’.”

Marinette giggled. “They do make a pretty great team.”

“So do we.” At Marinette’s startled look, Adrien explained, “We’re kinda the wingman and wingwoman that brought them together, aren’t’ we?”

“I don’t know if we should take the credit. Ladybug locked them in a cage at the zoo,” Marinette pointed out.

“Well, they’re out of the cage now. And they’re still really happy.” Adrien’s smile softened when he saw Nino link his fingers with Alya’s.

“I know. Alya’s so happy that she can barely stop talking about Nino.” She stiffened and stammered, “Just don’t tell her I told you that.”

“Nino does the exact same thing. Those two are made for each other.”

Marinette’s gaze shifted to Adrien’s face, and she was grateful that he was still watching Nino and Alya.

“Yeah. Made for each other.”