my teacher asked me if i wanted to be a fashion designer

Bit more about Japanese culture and anime...

There was some interest after this Inuyasha post. Thought it would be cool to go more in-depth and relate it to anime, so next time you watch something you can go, “Oh yeah. That happens over there.”

Originally posted by sam2119931

No, THAT doesn’t happen in Japan.

As a word of caution: I grew up near Tokyo in the 90′s, when the economic bubble had burst but your average family didn’t feel the effects until later. Culture may have shifted slightly after the economic downturn (I know there’s a more nationalistic undertone now, like most of Asia), and everything I say will not apply to all of Japan. Places like Sapporo and Ōsaka have their own distinct cultures, like how New York and Texas are uniquely different.

But since most anime are set in or are geared towards the Tokyo crowd, I have a good idea of the cultural influences. Especially when relating it to Inuyasha, which was published and set in the 90′s (at least in Kagome’s modern time).

Originally posted by 19-de--fevereiro


Also, what I’m about to say below is about Japan (Tokyo). Please don’t start applying it to other countries in Asia, or you will be laughably misled.

Additionally, I’m not some researcher who did extensive study on my own culture. I’m just relating to y’all my background, experiences, and the little bit of knowledge I’ve gleaned from my memories of living there as a little girl, as well as from stories shared by my parents.

Suffice it to say, you should not cite me for your research paper.

Originally posted by emiria

You’re on your own, suckers!

I didn’t want to bother making multiple posts, so this is gonna be looooong. It’s not all roses either. If you have this fantastic, perfect vision of Japan, turn back now! You hear me?

Now then.

Are you ready, kids?


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college lance things

more parts coming! this is just an intoduction to my mua lance au!!

  • He got into makeup at age 15 through concealer which he nicked from his older sister’s dressing table. It started out because he was breaking out a little bit and was feeling mildly insecure about his skin
  • ALTHOUGH NOW…this boy goes out looking fly as fuck 24/7. His cheekbones will and can cut a bitch
  • Probably an astrology fanatic 
    • “Capricorns make the best friends. If you don’t believe me, Hunk is living proof. Facts”
  • He’s not even an MUA, he’s actually majoring in fine arts, but he goes around introducing himself as “Lance MUA xoxo” as a joke. 
    • Teachers take this seriously and ask him for makeup tips & tricks from time to time
  • “I might be difficult to work with but at least I can match my foundation smh”
  • “Keith I love you, but please, at least try a facial mask. Your pores are screaming in agony”
  • He beats his face with his beauty blender in tune to the beat of Kiss It Better by Rihanna & soley because of that, it takes him twice as long to get ready
  • “Do I want to look like a cute or bad bitch today?” “How about both” “Thanks, Pidge. I knew I could count on you”
  • Lance is really artistic and great at painting, so naturally he’s actually bomb as fuck with his makeup??? Like one swipe and bam! instantly blended eyeshadow 
  • MVP from the start. He didn’t need anyone to tell him that he needed to blend his foundation all the way down to his neck. This mf just knew
  • Started a fashion blog for fun at age 16 and it?? Actually got popular?? He’s an inspiration for guys his age that enjoy makeup & breaks traditional gender roles
  • Probably most likely popular on instagram
    • Posts OOTDs, pics of doggos and kitties, retro anime aesthetics and memes because lets be real. He’s a meme
    • He and Allura have a Monday ritual in which, no matter what, must have a selfie of them together with their freshly beat faces
  • Keith accidentally knocked over one of Lance’s Urban Decay palettes
    • Forced Keith to watch Ru Paul’s Drag Race as punishment
  • Is the prettiest but most dramatic person that ever walked this earth
    • Once hyperventilated after seeing a hot guy with a piercing and had to reapply his matte lip in a public bathroom
    • Keith was not impressed when he heard about this
  • His makeup brushes are his babies. His ride or dies. Don’t mess with them
  • Also slight digs at Keith even though he loves him 
    • “Mullets were never in fashion why do people even?? Also, you DO have to wash leather jackets at some point. Not being mean, just facts”
    • Shiro shows him all the shade because Keith is a hermit and doesn’t have snapchat (lowkey Shiro lives for drama)
  • “Keith you can try and insult me all you want but I’m a tough one to crack” “Purple really isn’t your colour though” “i – YOU ASS PURPLE BRINGS OUT THE BLUE IN MY EYES”
  • Painfully obvious mutual pining between Keith and Lance. So much so that even Lotor was getting annoyed
    • Pidge got fed up to the point where she walked into Keith’s lecture, yelled “Y’AINT BLIND OR NAH” and walked out
  • Lance does his eyebrows when hes stressed
  • Lotor is in Lance’s graphic design class and rants to him about boy problems. Lotor is…mildly confused, but slightly flattered
  • Almost teared up from the pride that swelled in him when Keith was able to differentiate between bronzer and contour
  • Lives for online drama. Has an account in and doesn’t regret it
  • Allura and Lance get into petty but hilarious arguments at times
    • Shiro:? are you two seriously not gonna talk to each other???
    • Allura: that’s what he gets for pairing up that eye look with that sweater
    Heart of Glory - 1.20

    We’ve got a Worf-centric episode here, where we learn some things about Klingons and about Worf himself. What we do not have are a lot of essential fashions, but there are a few jazzy Klingon looks, so settle in and let’s have a look-see. 

    The episode starts with Riker and Picard posing for their New Wave album cover on the bridge. 

    Hungry like the Worf

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    anonymous asked:

    MariChat, biker au for the prompt thing?

    Okay, I really enjoyed writing this, and I sort of entertained the thought of adding more sides of the lovesquare with maybe Marinette getting a job where she’s designing something for Adrien, and he has to play it cool, because she actually doesn’t recognize him, but I tried to stick with something short for this prompt.

    Also, I imagine both of them to be older in this.

    The first time he saw Ladybug, Adrien fell in love. He might have missed her entirely if not for her bright red leather jacket, dotted with black spots along the back and arms. Her motorcycle was a sleek red machine, roaring down the street beside him as the sun flashed over her helmet. Nathalie made a soft comment about reckless driving, but Adrien was too mesmerized to pay attention.

    When he was a teenager, he’d entertained the odd rebellious thought, considering a tattoo or a weekend away without his father’s pre approval, but as he’d grown older, those thoughts had faded along with his free time. Every spare moment was spent learning about the fashion empire he would inherit and modeling for campaign after campaign. Sure, he earned more now as an adult, but it never felt worth it.

    Seeing Ladybug reminded him of what it felt like to want something.

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    Deaf!Marinette Headcannons

    I haven’t seen a lot about this AU (I know theres some somewhere but I can’t find it I didn’t make this up) @mahaliciously thank for the lil nudge that makes me want to write this rip me and my like four fics now

    • Marinette was born with very poor hearing and was completely Deaf by the time she was 5.
    • she barely remembers sounds at all
    • Her love for designing is not only for the fashion but for the fact that hearing isn’t needed any way shape or form
    • her bullying was because she can’t hear herself.
    • I don’t know if you ever met someone who was Deaf but people can be rude and think they’re retarded because their voice doesn’t always sound normal so Chole being the witch she is made fun of marinette for that (Its making me angry to imagine it)
    • So marinette kinda trained herself to not laugh or use her voice at all
    • And she can read lips
    • So when the umbrella scene happens she giggles using her voice for the first time and Adrien tells her she has a beautiful laugh and not to listen to Chole
    • it was the cutest little giggle to she was so shy
    • my heart
    • yeah poor girl is hella whipped
    • When she’s ladybug she has cute lil antennas to help her sense things that she can’t hear but it doesn’t ALWAYS work. 
    • when she first met chat Noir she didn’t speak or give any indication she couldn’t hear because she already felt like she wasn’t meant to be ladybug, last thing she wanted was to be told that for something she couldn’t control.
    • Chat Noir realizes his partner is Deaf when she cant understand what ivan the rock is saying and how she signs out a cuss word in anger when he used cataclsym to early
    • she doesn’t yell lucky charm but thinks it in her head and does the same motion so it still works sense tikki KNOWS what Ladybug was saying
    • She doesn’t give a speech to the Hawkmoth butterfly display but Chat Noir speaks for them when he sees the fire in her eyes
    • sense He didnt know sign language when they meet she made motions to take off her earrings and looked at him apologetically for all the trouble he caused
    • she is to cute for him to handle
    •  they defeat stoneheart together
    • Alya knows how to sign sense she has a Deaf Aunt (Roll with me on this one okay) and wants to punch chloe the moment they meet 
    • Chat learns to sign just so he can make his puns for her and make her giggle because that’s his only goal in life
    • the first time he ever hears Ladybugs voice is her small laugh she tried to stifle when he dramatically fell over on one of their earliest patrols
    •  Poor boy is so whipped for her
    • the city doesn’t know she’s deaf Chat usually speaks and Ladybug pulls a whole stoic cool superhero act on propose to hide it
    • No one seems to wonder why she doesn’t speak they assume its to hide her identity or that shes maybe mute or something
    • she and chat get really fast at the one hand alphabet sense they got yo yo’s and batons to deal with
    • besides that’s all he learned at first so it was easier anyway
    • Ladybug does get angry at Chat Noir for always trying to take the hits and protect her
    • Just because she cant hear doesn’t mean shes some fragile flower she will kick your ass

    more Headcannons under the cut~ (From some episodes where it would change a lot or cause some more drama~) would anyone want me to actually re write this whole plot out?? Idk

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    [Miraculous Ladybug]: we write kindness in marble

    im very behind on @thinkoutsidethelovesquare​ but hopefully filling out these prompts slowly throughout the month will be ok with you all? sorry about the delay, this week has been very hectic

    Link to Archive of Our Own: [AO3]

    Prompt: Day 2 - “Study Date”
    Pairing: Lilanette (Lila x Marinette)
    Title: we write kindness in marble
    Summary: Paris is new, strange, looming, and empty, and Lila doesn’t know if she’ll ever find one thing to like about it. When her frustration peaks and her grades start slipping, Marinette comes to try and bring in a kind gesture to soothe the ache.

    we write kindness in marble

    -fallimento // échec


    If she was being brutally honest with herself, Lila expected a grade much lower than a 9. She supposed it was rather silly to feel proud of herself over that, especially as Mme. Bustier tapped her nails against the insuffisant that was written in red letters across the top of her exam, but even being one point away from a passable grade was the only thing keeping Lila from crying in frustration right in front of her teacher’s desk.

    “Are you fluent in French, Lila?” Mme. Bustier asked.

    Lila swallowed and waited a beat, a hesitation that always came before she dipped into French. “I can speak it pretty well,” she explained quietly. “And I understand all of it. It’s the reading and writing bit that I never got to practice much.”

    “Your oral exam was wonderful,” Mme. Bustier explained. “And you follow along in class very well. But this didn’t seem like you didn’t study, dear. This seemed like you didn’t really understand the book very well.”

    “It just takes me a long time to get through it all,” Lila admitted. “A lot of the words I don’t recognize and I have to always look them up. Even then, sometimes I only get the gist of what’s happening.”

    “Have you tried reviewing with some of your other classmates?” Mme. Bustier recommended. “A lot of students tend to form small study groups to help them before exams.”

    Lila bit down on the inside of her cheek and tried to keep the bitterness out of her voice. “I’m….not very close with anyone in class yet.”

    Mme. Bustier picked up another pile of tests and flicked through the grades. “Well, if you’d like, I have a student in mind who’s doing rather well with the material who has tutored other students in the class. She’s a very sweet girl and I know she’d be able to help you catch up. I think you two would get along rather well.”

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    modern disney headcanons (?)

    this started as modern disney princesses headcanons post, then somehow switched to modern disney relationships headcanons and then I started writing alladin fanfiction in my head. I do realize they are really long, and more like one shots than headcanons but anyway, enjoy. And let me know if you want any more headcanons or some specifically. 

    Mulan x Shang                                      

    They are one of these fit couples instagram shows you when you are in a middle of eating a box of ice cream. Shang used to be in the army, but now he is a personal trainer, known for hard discipline but also great guidance. Mulan works with children/teenagers as a PE teacher or physiotherapist or maybe a karate instructor. 

    bonus1: Mushu is Mulan’s lizard, and is very jealous of Shang. 

    bonus 2: One time when Mulan is out of town Mushu gets sick and Shang has to take him to the vet. He feels very weird in a waiting room, because 1) he is the only one with a lizard wrapped in a blanket 2) said lizard keeps trying to bite him and makes loud noises. Until a guy with a chameleon in a box comes in - said chameleon seems to hate the guy as much as Mushu hates Shang. 

    bonus 3: the guy with a chameleon is Eugene, him and Shang actually become friends when  Pascal and Mushu escape their humans, and all four of them are thrown out of an animal clinic.

    Alladin x Jasmine 

    Jasmine comes from a rich family and is a lawyer. Her and Alladin meet when she visits agrabbah and gets in trouble because of some language misunderstanding with a salesman. He helps her and she invites him for a coffee. They talk and he offers to show her the city. Jasmine actually sees the harsh reality of poor people, including children. After a few days she goes back home, previously taken Alladin’s number. He is more than surprised when a couple weeks later she calls, saying that she is in Agrabbah again. When they meet she reveals who she actually is, and says that since she left she was actually setting up a charity to help those in need in the city. Jasmine asks him to work in the charity. they start working together and become well known activists for children rights ( and a power couple).

    bonus 1: Alladin is 3 years younger than Jasmine.

    bonus 2: When they are ready for children they adopt a 3 year old girl, then twins - a boy and a girl.

    Cinderella x Prince Charming

    Cinderella is a beginning fashion designer. Her godmother, Helen Fairy agrees to help her by featuring one of Cinderella’s designs on her fashion show. In the last minute it turns out that the model who is supposed to present the dress won’t come. Cinderella decides to wear the outfit herself, but she doesn’t really consider how damn difficult it is to walk in these high heels. She falls on the runway and loses on of the shoes. She steps out of the view as soon as she can, with only one shoe, but she does it as gracefully as she can. In the backstage she breaks to tears, sure that her career is broken. But it turns out that she caught someone’s attention - Regina, CEO of StepEvil offers her a deal. After Regina’s departure Cinderella is drunk with hapiness, and that’s when David Charming, a journalist who attended the show returns the shoe to her. He holds the high heel awkwardly in his hand when she tears up and he is like ‘’it is just a shoe and you have it back now, don’t cry, why are you crying, are you okay?’’ and she just hugs him, still crying and than she is embarassed and starts mumbling and somehow she asks him out. He says yes. 

    bonus; on their wedding day she wears flat shoes.

    Pizza Crush

    Nathanael had known Chloe for years and has put up with her selfish & stubborn personality before and even if she started to change for the better over the course of a week.

    This is getting ridiculous

    “Chloe, our grades are depending on this project”

    “I don’t understand why you won’t come with me to make a petition for a new menu” The tanned teen scoffed

    “For goodness sake, it’s pizza, How in the world is it vile and disgusting ?!!?!”

    Chloe released an aggravated screech as she fumed at the red head in front of her

    “It’s messy and greasy, the chances of slathering on my brand new shirt is high and I don’t want to get another one”

    “Chloe, you’ve worn that shirt countless times, it’s not classified as new”

    “Stop changing the subject !!”

    The two bickering students was assigned as partners for their economics project which is to make one (edible) pizza.
    The two of course weren’t pleased with the partnership but when their teacher threatened them for cooperation they had no choice.

    Nathanael took one more glare at Chloe before sending a brief glance at Marinette’s table.

    The pretty little aspiring fashion designer was assigned to be Adrien’s partner and Marianette was nothing short but delighted.

    A snort then snapped him out from his internal musing and he turned to the scowling Chloe.

    “It’s pitiable that you could still stand that girl” Chloe said haughtily making Nathanael seethe

    “Are you sure it isn’t jealousy talking?? Cause her and Adrien seem awfully chummy this days”

    Chloe sent him a withering glare but a faint blush on her face was more than enough proof to prove his point.

    Growling she made a move to chuck the can of tomato paste at his head when an idea formed in head

    Sending her a smug smirk that was uncharacteristic of him (Chloe always brought out the feisty and sly side of him) he lent closer to her side of the table

    “I bet you Adrien loves pizza” he whispered slowly

    Chloe looked unimpressed

    “Ha, was that you’re best jab” she laughed sarcastically

    He placed his chin on his hand as he made himself comfortable on his seat

    “Marinette is obviously gonna win him over with food, heaven knows how starved Adrien is becoming this days”

    Chloe froze in her spot


    “I didn’t peg you for the type that get outdone, Bourgeois” he slyly grinned and his trap was complete

    In a matter of seconds Chloe whipped out the ingredients in the rack and was harshly kneading the dough.

    Sending Nath an urgent look, she ushered him to start on the sauce.

    “Hurry up!! We only have 40 minutes left”

    Mentally congratulating himself for successfully manipulating Chloe (again) he set out to work.

    40 minutes passed over their heads and after numerous attempts, the two managed to come up with an edible looking pizza

    “I’m glad the crust didn’t turn into charcoal” Nathanael muttered quietly as he hauled the Pizza out of the oven, He took a knife and carefully cut it into 6 slices.

    He sent a glance at Chloe’s direction but the blonde seemed dazed and out of it.

    Setting down the plate he went over to his partner.

    “We better start cleaning the dishes, The teacher wouldn’t want a messy workplace”

    He explained sternly, already anticipating Chloe’s outraged yells of protest but she obediently stood up and took the dirty dishes of the table, and almost mechanically, she set out to lather them with soap.

    Confused and slightly concerned for his classmate’s bizzare attitude he approached her slowly and with caution.

    “Chloe??” He called out which made him receive a short glance from the blonde

    “Is anything wrong??” He tried again

    She ignored him

    “Did you really don’t want to make it this much”

    Chloe let out a snort.

    She regarded him with one of her confident smirks and tipped her chin up.

    “What, are you worried??” She laughed
    He became red in the face and sent her a glare

    “Whatever, I was just going to ask you if you want to deliver a slice to Agreste right now”

    Chloe blinked at him slowly before shaking her head.

    “Wait let me get a bite first” Chloe straightened up as she wiped the foam on a dish cloth

    She slowly approached the table with measured steps and looked at the Pizza as if it could bite her at any moment.

    Finally she reached the table and numbly reached for one cheesy slice.
    Raising it up to eye level, she inspected it curiously for a good second before hesitantly taking a small bite.

    Chewing slowly, her eyes lit up as she tasted the treat.
    Taking another bite but this time bigger she chewed on it slowly, savoring the slice as her tanned cheeks soon dusted with a blush.
    Finishing up the last bite, she quickly grabbed another even without Nathanael’s consent.

    She ate the second one hurriedly and Nath saw tears well up in her eyes.

    Unnerved by the blonde’s emotional response to her first pizza, he went to stand behind her.

    “That good?? ” he asked curiously making the blue eyed teen jump slightly.

    “Shut up” She hissed in defense as she quickly averted her face from his view, but it was too late because the aspiring artist caught sight of the big fat tears rolling down her cheeks.

    “Chloe??” Nathanel asked, obviously surprised by her tears.

    She ignored him as she took another large bite before proceeding to stuff her face with the slice.

    On another day, Nathanael would have found it hilarious to see his ever so arrogant classmate make a slob of herself but right now he can’t find it in himself to make fun of her, not when Chloe let out a muffled sob after finishing her 2nd slice.

    The tanned girl covered her face with her hands and turned away from their other classmates view, giving Nath a chance to see her tear stained face.

    He horrifyingly found it incredibly adorable.

    Sending her a concerned look, Nath approached Chloe again as she continued to sob quietly.

    “Um” he began but he soon realized he had no idea to console a crying Chloe so he just stood awkwardly at her side as he waited for her to come down.

    “-food” she uttered a small mumble,
    Nath tilted his head.

    “I beg your pardon” he repeated, half thinking that there is NO way, the ever so prideful Chloe would open up to him but she was just full of surprises today.

    “It was her favorite food” Chloe started as she let go of her face making Nathanael weirdly uncomfortable at the sight of her teary face.

    He still denies that he finds it the cutest thing he has ever seen.

    “My mom,” she started shakily,

    “She used to love it when me and daddy bring her a box” she said quietly

    “Well before she decided to abandon us for another man” she added emotionlessly

    Nathanael then decided it was becoming a little too personal and raised his hand.

    “Why don’t you let Mayor Bourgeois try a slice?? I’m sure he would adore anything you make”

    Chloe let out another snort and almost made an attempt to add another compliment to herself when she noticed the nervous twinge in the green-eyed artist’s eyes.

    Quickly composing herself, she fixed her hair and blinked out the tears from her eyes, She looked as if she didn’t cry a bit (except from the slightly redness from her eyes)

    Humming softly, she gave him one of her (really) rare genuine smiles and laughed

    “Then I’ll take a slice for daddy and another for Adrien!!!” She warned before sending him a cheeky grin.

    Depositing the 2 slices to a clear container, she skipped off but only after she sent Nathanael a soft thank you that is accompanied by a soft and genuine smile.

    She turned her head and waved over to where Adrien was, not knowing the damage she caused to Nathanael’s head.

    He refuses to find her smiles and teary eyes better than any Muse out there.
    And that maybe (just maybe) he started having a crush on her after that.


    Decided for a fluff one this time,
    When I read Chloe dislikes Pizza, I immediately thought of Nath giving her a slice 😀😀😀😀.

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    anonymous asked:

    Hey, can you recommend me some good malec fanfics? Don't care if it's fluff or smut (i heard you are a fan of botton!alec 😉 ) just tell me if there's anything good


    Hello! Thank you for coming to me for this. I have lots of Malec recommendations! Right now I’m just going to give you some of the one’s I have in my new phone but maybe later I will add the one’s I have in my previous phones.

    -This fanfics are a mix of a lot of things: fluff, angst, smut (yes, I’m a fan of bottom!Alec :D), some AUs, and some are very dark.

    -I put some Notes to express my opinions and other stuff (they are kinda lame :p sorry haha) 

    -Just click in the title to open the fic and if there’s an issue with the link just let me know. 

    -I put how many chapters each story has and where is posted next to the title.

    -They are not in order of how I like them or whatever, it was just how I found them, I put them here.

    -Also I put a (*) before the fic title for the one’s I think you should really read!! The one’s I really loved the most of this list.

    -I’m sorry if there’s some mistakes in my English, it’s not my native language.

    Good Things Come To Those (Who Stutter In Front Of Their Crush) (1/1) (Ao3) 

    Summary: Alec is fairly popular, he has his friends and his brother and sister, and no one seems to mind that he doesn’t talk that much. He’s not exactly shy, he’s just awkward and gets nervous around strangers.

    Magnus is a senior, a year above Alec, and he’s quite possibly the most beautiful person Alec has ever laid eyes upon. The problem isn’t that he’s a year older, however. It’s that he has a girlfriend.

    And, of course, if Alec ever was to start a conversation with Magnus, he’d probably trip over his own feet, stumble over his words, and faceplant into the ground … or something.

    The embarrassment just isn’t worth it. Or is it?

    Notes: This is a really sweet AU with a cute Alec with glasses.

    * Reminiscent (33/33) (Ao3) 

    Summary: I’m trivial. I’ve always believed I’m trivial. But he says that’s not true. He says I’m a lot more than trivial. He says I’ll always be more to him. He told me I’m his first of safe and risks. He told me I’m his first in his mind which shouts important and unnecessary recollections. He told me I’m his first of anything but trivial. And I can’t help but wanting to believe him.

    Notes: This has a lot of angst, I’m serious. You suffer with this but like I love angst, wow, it was amazing. And the end… well, it ends with angst but also in a good way (?)

    Religious Obligations (16/?) (Ao3) 

    Summary: The Lightwoods have long since been cursed with corruptibility. In the year of the Angel 1645, Robert made a deal with the devil himself. In exchange for the security of his position, he took an oath to give one of his children. Now the Prince of Hell has come to collect.

    Notes: I haven’t read the last chapters, I think I’m in chapter 13 but this story is so good! It has a lot of potential and the plot is really good and unique.

    * Tale of Wolves (2/2) ( 

    Summary: Alec was an Omega. And he had never expected his Alpha, Magnus, would pick him as mating partner. Warnings: Altered ABO, sexual content. A two-part story.

    Notes: This is an Alpha/Beta/Omega dynamic fanfic, with mpreg mentioned. Smut. *spoiler* But also how Alec starts to get over his insecurities.

    * The Moon wants to shine but the Sun is too bright (14/16) (Ao3) 

    Summary: “I don’t like it”, said Magnus.

    Alec looked at him with perplexity.

    “You don’t like what ?”

    “I don’t like it when people are touching my things !” he answered angrily.

    Alec frowned, did someone touch Chairman Meow ? He didn’t notice the possessive glare of Magnus focused on him.

    Notes: oKaY THIS STORY IS AMAZING! The summary doesn’t make justice to what the story is really about!! It’s amazing!!!! Right now everything is getting solved and I’m impatient for the next chapters!! Oh and angst hehe.

    * Five Times Magnus Isn’t a Good Boyfriend And One Time He Is (1/1) (Ao3)

    Summary: Being a high profile celebrity makes it difficult for Magnus to find enough time for his personal life. Alec’s feeling lonely after spending yet another night alone.

    Or, in which Magnus is spending too much time at work, Alec confides in Chairman Meow, and Magnus tries to make everything better.

    Notes: Slight angst but has a sweet end.

    * Under Nobody’s Wings (23/?) (  

    Summary: The Circle which led by Jonathan Morgenstern was hunting Downworlders. Jonathan’s lover, Alec Ligthwood, suddenly showed up and asked Magnus for help with a baby in his arms. Said Warlock never expected the pain and love followed. Through their way to redemption, something developed between them. *Hints of abuse, sexual content and Mpreg

    Notes: amazing plot!!!

    Feeling Alive (1/1) (Ao3) 

    Summary: Alec has one job and he intends to complete it.

    Notes: zombie!au but I’m warning that is tragic. This author’s fics are really angsty but I love them. 

    * Satellite (6/6) (Ao3) 

    Summary: All Alec wanted was for his family to be safe. Unfortunately, a dangerous mutant ability and a terrifying mistake can’t–won’t–leave him and his siblings alone. If he wants his loved ones to survive, he’s going to have to face his fears, and worse, himself.

    Notes: Xmen Universe AU. Again, wonderful plot! This is going to have a second part but it’s not posted yet. This First is finished. This author’s fics are really angsty but I love them. 

    * In which Alec regrets wearing black (5/?) (Ao3) 

    Summary: Alec is a ballet dancer with a permanent scowl

    Magnus is a glittering fashion designer with a knack for gift buying

    They meet and misunderstandings take place. This is their story.

    *All characters apart from my own belong to the genius that is Cassie Clare*

    Notes: oHmYgOd I’m in love with this!!! Ballet dancer!Alec is everything!! So cute and also kind of stalker!Magnus. The author changed slightly Alec’s appearance but I’m ok with it <3. And the chapter are so long!

    darling tonight, i’ve got you in my sights (1/1) (Ao3) 

    Summary: _

    Magnus nips at Alec’s perspiring, over heated flesh with an enthusiastic mouth, tongue flicking out to lap at the subtle rivulets of sweat and his groan reverberates through Alec, deep and intoxicating. His agile fingers stray under the hem of Alec’s shirt, sweeping blistering trails of fire across his abdomen, muscles quivering and tensing under the numbing ministrations. The pure skin on skin contact is devastatingly stunning, by the Angel, and Alec clenches his teeth to smother his cry, head tumbling back onto Magnus’ shoulder.


    (clubbing and some sexy dancing leads to some hot, rather filthy sex.)

    Notes: yeess smut but it’s well written.

    Intimacy (1/1) (Ao3) 

    Summary: “Here, take what you want, what you need.” the warlock whispered, moving his hands to Alec’s to lace them together.


    Or five times Magnus and Alec failed at having intimate moments and the one time they didn’t.

    Notes: It’s literally what the summary says, and powerbottom!alec.

    Too Much Of A Good Thing Won’t Be Good For Long (1/1) (Ao3) 

    Summary: Boxing AU

    Notes: short but so good!!

    Bullseye (1/1) (Ao3) 

    Summary: When Alec Lightwood is approached by Magnus Bane as a recruitment effort for a mysterious cause, he most definitely doesn’t expect the series of events that follow.

    Notes: This includes experiments, if I remember well. A clandestine organization.

    Magnus Bane’s School for Young Warlocks (20/25) (Ao3) 

    Summary: Alec had never dreamt he’d be a father by the age of 25, let alone the father of a Warlock. He’s sure he can handle it alone, though. He doesn’t need anyone and neither do his kids.

    (Or: Alec takes Max to Warlock School and finds himself falling fast for his teacher).

    Notes: I haven’t finished reading the last updates but has angst and denial from Alec’s part.

    * Counting Lies (1/1) (Ao3) 

    Summary: 49. Superhero and Villain AU

    The city was torn apart by the fight between the mob families and the vigilantes, but Alec and Magnus were far away from all that. They were just two normal guys in a normal relationship.

    Number of lies: 3

    Notes: AMAZING!! AND HAS A LOT OF PLOT TWISTS!!!!! Everyone should read this. WOW.

    Let’s Put That Mouth To Good Use (1/1) (Ao3) 

    Summary: Magnus and Alec discuss their sex life via Cosmo quiz. Sort of.

    Notes: This is good smut. I’m just saying that. Hehe.

    In the Name of Promise (15/15) ( 

    Summary: Years ago the Lightwoods asked Magnus for help: sending their only child Alexander to a mundane family and being raised like one. 17 years later Magnus received a call and he had no choice but rescue Alec, both physically and psychologically. *Warnings inside. Malec, AU.

    Notes: This story deals with dark topics and Malec’s relationship develops slowly (at least the romantic one).

    * Better Angels (10/10) (Ao3) 

    Summary: When there’s only one active Shadowhunter in the whole crazy mess that is New York City, it’s bad.

    When that one Shadowhunter is living with three adults who are cursed to never leave the Institute’s grounds, two of which hate each other, it’s very bad.

    When that Shadowhunter’s happiness and even mental stability is sacrificed in the pursuit of perfection, it’s monstrous.

    When that one, fourteen year old Shadowhunter is found crying in an alley by the High Warlock of Brooklyn, it’s a matter of life and death.

    Notes: This story also deals with dark and sensitive topics too, like self-harm. Author’s tumblr: @witchlightsands

    * Home Wrecker (93/93) ( 

    Summary: Ever since his Father got caught with another woman and thrown out of the house, cheaters have disgusted Alexander Lightwood. So what is he to do when he falls in love with one? / AU, more chapters to come.

    Notes: This a LARGE story, well it has a lot of chapters but they are not that long. I read the story in like 3 days? And it’s good, I mean, I wouldn’t have read it if it wasn’t great. Somethings are kind of… off. But I loved it. ALSO it has age-gap. Magnus is 30 and Alec 18 then 19, I think.

    * Take Me Back to the Basics (39/?) (Ao3) 

    Summary: Modern Malec AU where you can see every color but the color of your soulmates eyes.

    Soulmates are a lost romance that have been shrouded over with fear of abandonment or fear of love, but sometimes lost romances can be brought back. Sometimes all it takes is a color. Maybe the color gold.

    Alexander Lightwood thought he was normal. He has a normal family, a normal school, a normal life. But when his parents decide to move him and his two siblings from Chicago to New York, Alec’s would is turned upside down. Between meeting his somewhat famous soulmate and his parents’ demanding an mysterious job, Alec realizes that his life is far more complicated than he thought.

    Notes: AMAZING STORY! This is a soulmates AU but also deals with other topics and right now one of the main plots is starting to reveal itself.

    BlindSpot (4/?)  ( 

    Summary: Malec orphanage AU: Magnus has lived there since he’d been nine years old, and now one year before he has to leave the Institute, a new kid comes along. Alec Lightwood hates orphanages, hates foster families. He just wants to be left alone with his anger at the world. Two worlds clash like thunder and lightning and both guys are in for an interesting year.

    Notes: This amazing story is written by one of my favorite Tumblr users: @freakypumpkin Also check her other stories in her fanfiction profile, they are awesome! (also check her opinions of the TMI books on her Tumblr, omg <3)

    Something Old Something New Something Red (18/?) ( 

    Summary: The man with the cat eyes spoke, “Alexander?” Alec froze, all the memories, all the dreams that he’d had with this man came flooding back to him. This was his soulmate, his soulmate that he hasn’t seen in much to long.

    Notes: Sometimes confusing and sometimes frustrating when some things happen (I’m not going to say them because spoiler) but is good.

    * Learning to Be (26/26) ( 

    Summary: When Alec was 13, he stopped speaking for almost a year. Five years later, Alec is forced to deal with the trauma of his past while learning to accept and love himself. Malec, Alec/Jace friendship and Lightwood family dynamics. See warnings inside.

    Notes: Deals with dark topics and has a lot of angst. There’s a second part for this story and you can check it on the author’s profile.

    The curse of love (18/?) ( 

    Summary: While out on a hunt, Alec is cornered by a shapeless demon that seeks to use him to have his revenge against the warlock Magnus Bane. The demon casts a curse making it so that if Alec and Magnus do not vow and prove to love each other forever, the shadowhunter will die, the catch? Alec and Magnus are broken up! loosely based in the song “Sweet curse” by Floor Jansen.

    Notes: this curse omg. I’m waiting for the next chapter like crazy because somethings have happened and maybe it’s gonna be over soon.

    The heart inside (9/10) (Ao3) 

    Summary: “The good thing, it’s that I will get some paid vacations to Los Angeles, and that I am convinced that Alexander Lightwood has a lot to hide. And I will find out every little dirty secret he might have and show it to the world to let them know that their golden boy it’s nothing more than a fake.” I let out and evil laugh. This was going to be fun.

    Notes: Interesting story and there’s just one chapter left that the author hasn’t posted and maybe she or he would never post but chapters 8 and 9 wow yay.

    * I Won’t Let You Fall (4/?) (Ao3) 

    Summary: Alec Lightwood is the most beautiful and talented classically trained ballet dancer at the New York Arts Institute. He’s pressured by everyone in his life to carry the honor of the Lightwood name in the New York performing arts world, he feels trapped in a box. Magnus Bane is the most liked, respected, gorgeous, and innately talented hip-hop freestyle dancer who was accepted to the Institute on scholarship. He puts on the happy face for everyone around him, but inside he is broken and badly scarred by his past. When Alec finds himself wanting to branch out and add free movement to his final senior piece he seeks the help of the one person he’s been secretly drawn to for years. The one person he knows lives very much outside of the box.

    Notes: I just read this a few days ago but omg I’m in love with ballet dancer!Alec and I want more!!

    * Malec Alphabet Soup (21/26) (Ao3) 

    Summary: Twenty six (from A-Z), stand-alone one-shots about Magnus and Alec.

    Chapter 1: Anniversary (mpreg)

    Chapter 2: Birthday

    Chapter 3: Cuddle

    Chapter 4: Dork

    Chapter 5: Everyday

    Chapter 6: Family (part 1 of the Bane-Lightwood Family Series)/(mpreg)

    Chapter 7: Goodbye (character death)

    Chapter 8: Hand

    Chapter 9: Injured (part 2 of the Bane-Lightwood Family Series)

    Chapter 10: Jealousy

    Chapter 11: Kiss (mpreg)

    Chapter 12: Late (part 3 of the Bane-Lightwood Family Series)/(mpreg)

    Chapter 13: Mortality

    Chapter 14: Neglected (smut)

    Chapter 15: Opposite (part 4 of the Bane-Lightwood Family Series)

    Chapter 16: Pregnant (Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamic)/ (mpreg)

    Chapter 17: Quality (Time) (part 5 of the Bane-Lightwood Family Series)

    Chapter 18: Rape (Aftermath) (mentions of rape)

    Chapter 19: Surprise (mpreg)

    Chapter 20: Timing (spoiler: Tales from the Shadowhunter Academy)/ (smut)

    Chapter 21: Upset (Mpreg)

    Notes: I just love this. And the mpregs are amazing if you like mpregs. Chapter 21 is a roller coaster of emotions D:

    The Babysitter (28/?) ( 

    Summary: AU story: Alec Lightwood is a freshman at college looking for a job. Magnus Bane is a single parent looking for a babysitter. Magnus thought it would be simple getting a babysitter, and it was. Though it’s not so easy to keep his hands to himself from this sexy freshman… Age-gap, M-Rate later, kinks, smut and other sexiness.

    Notes: This story has a lot of smut! Like A LOT!! I’m serious, and like it says it has age-gap for like 6 years? More or less.

    Mortal Embarrassment and Other Flirting Techniques (32/32) ( 

    Summary: Magnus is at the top of the social ladder, and Alec is the anti-social new kid. Plus there’s a little issue with Hodge and his serious psychosis. High School AU, all human.

    Notes: The story is sweet, obviously has its own plot with climax like the Hodge thing and some stuff Magnus does (also another character that I won’t mention…)

    Let me love you (1/1) (Ao3) 

    Summary: “What?” Magnus said but was soon surprised of the fact that Alec practically ripped his shirt apart throwing it onto the ground of the warlocks loft.

    Notes: one word to describe this? PowerBottom!Alec. Huh… I don’t know if that’s one word but whatever.

    I hope you like at least one of them <33 I’ll add more later, I don’t know when but I enjoyed doing this. 

    its-a-goddamn-heartbreak  asked:

    One of Cain's siblings visiting him sometime during his epic three stomach bug adventure (like, after number 2 at the start of number 3) and getting really worried about how sick and skinny he is. Bonus points if Damian is by now equally stressed out by it.

    A/N: So here is Part 2 of Cain’s Trilogy. You can find Part 1 Here! I really loved writing this (mainly because I think I love Jethro and Cain together), but it was quite difficult - so I’m sorry if it reads a little stiltedly. I hope you enjoy, and look forward to part 3!! 😊 

    “Are you absolutely sure you’re up to Jethro visiting this weekend?” Damian asked as he dried his hands on a tea towel, watching as Cain blew on a single piece of pasta that was on his fork, and then popped it in his mouth, chewing slowly. It had been over a day and a half since Cain had last vomited, but he was still on the easier to eat kinds of foods as after so much vomiting and dry retching his entire digestive tract was still tender and inflamed.

    “It’ll be fine,” Cain answered, spearing another piece of pasta onto his fork and blowing on it to cool it down. “All he wants to do is go for a walk round campus tomorrow, feel like a student, y’know? I think we’ll just watch a film or something tonight.” Damian was watching Cain closely as he dried up the dishes he’d just washed. Regardless of Cain’s assurances, Damian wasn’t so sure… His friend’s angular features seemed even more prominent than usual, and there was something about him that didn’t seem quite as stable. Damian didn’t want to suggest Cain was fragile – but whatever bug he had been hit with had taken its toll. Damian wasn’t convinced by the quick bounce back., but he bit his lip and shrugged his shoulders.

    “Okay,” he agreed, “but what are you going to eat tonight? Jethro’s going to want more than just plain pasta.”

    “Yeah,” Cain nodded, looking down at the bowl that constituted his lunch. “I’ll have to think about that…”

    Cain could have spotted Jethro’s beam and shock of white blonde hair from a mile off as he bounced up the escalator, through the turnstile and embraced his brother with a massive bear hug. At fourteen, Jethro was almost the same height as Cain, and Cain suspected there was still another growth spurt in him yet – he might end up rivalling Eden! As Jethro pulled back his light eyes scanned across Cain’s face and he noted the sharper than usual cheekbones.

    “Are you okay?” He asked, adjusting the strap of his backpack.

    “Yeah!” Cain answered cheerily, beginning to lead his brother away from the station. “Right so, the plan is, we go and get food and snacks now, then back to my flat.”

    “Okay!” Jethro nodded enthusiastically.

    “I was thinking we have a proper student night in,” Cain said, “like a film, some chat – Damian’s going to be about, and another guy called Jesse.” Cain had to consciously force himself not to grin as he said this – he’d not formally introduced Jesse to his family as his boyfriend, which Jesse knew. Jesse was just excited at the prospect of meeting another of Cain’s brothers. “We thought we’d be better doing the night in thing rather than try and sneak you into the pub – I keep getting ID’d, so there’d be no hope for you!” 

    “That’s okay!” Jethro agreed – a night in, chatting with intelligent students was more of his thing really. “Sounds good!”

    Laden with treats that Cain was hoping the rest of the guys would help to eat, the two of them headed back to Cain’s flat. Jethro could hardly hide his excitement of getting to spend some genuine time in a student flat with his brother. It was quite sweet actually, Jethro inspected his brother’s room with a bright interest – looking in awe at the architectural drawings Cain had pinned to the wall, and then setting his backpack down on the edge of the double bed that they’d be sharing.

    “This is so cool! I can’t wait until I’m at uni!” Jethro burbled, and Cain chuckled.
    “Don’t go wasting your time away, it’ll be here sooner than you think!” Cain shook his head. “Have you chosen your subjects yet?”

    “I got the forms home last week, so I’ve got to decide from the columns,” Jethro said. “I don’t think half of the teachers know what to think about me, they’re trying to decide – and I arty like you, sciencey like Eden, or sporty like Silas?”

    “Well you’re Jethro, and you carve them your own sphere for whatever you want,” Cain shrugged, gathering up their snacks that they’d bought to take through to the shared living space.

    “Yeah, it’s not always that easy,” Jethro muttered. Cain had to admit it wasn’t something he’d ever really thought about before, being the eldest he’d never had anyone’s lead to follow.

    “You’ll manage it,” he assured, “I know you will, come on – let’s get food.”

    They had just sat down with toasties and put on a film that Jethro had chosen (August Rush from Damian’s film collection) when the front door clattered.

    “Jesse?” Cain called, fairly sure it would be his boyfriend coming back from his skate practice.

    “Where are you?” Jesse’s voice called back.

    “We’re in the living room!” Cain had just taken another bite of his toastie and had to chew and swallow fast to be able to reply.

    “Give me a few minutes!”

    “We’ve got chocolate!” Cain paused for a second, then Jesse appeared in the room, flushed and sweaty from skating, but looking expectant.

    “Chocolate?” He asked and Cain laughed, amused at how predictable Jesse was at the mention of chocolate.

    “Yeah, well – I made you a toastie as well,” Cain pointed at the plate balancing on the arm of the sofa, “and we have snacks.” He caught Jesse’s eyes and tried to flick his eyebrows towards his brother next to him. “This is Jethro.”

    “Oh hello!” Jesse practically lunged forward across Cain to shake Jethro’s hand. “I’ve heard lots about you! You’ll have to excuse how minging I am, I’ve just been skating.” Jethro’s mouth had been full, and he chewed rapidly while he shook Jesse’s hand.

    “You skate?” Jethro said, when his mouth was finally empty.

    “Yeah,” Jesse nodded.

    “He’s a pro! Competes internationally and everything!” Damian commented from the other side of the room.

    “What?” Jethro exclaimed, turning sharply to look at his brother in an accusatory fashion. “You never told me one of your flatmates was a pro skater?!”

    “Yeah – sorry…” Cain laughed, amused at the slightly embarrassed expression on Jesse’s face. “Jethro used to skate for a bit, until he fell off and broke both wrists!”

    “You didn’t have to tell him that bit!” Jethro nudged Cain, his cheeks going a bit pink in embarrassment.

    “Whoa really?” Jesse sat down across from Jethro, leaning forwards. “It’s always good to meet another skater!” This made Jethro’s entire face go bright pink.

    “I – I, well, I’m not a real skater really,” Jethro stammered, apparently overawed, and Cain leant back into the sofa, smiling. He was pleased that it looked like Jesse and Jethro were going to get on, especially with the enthusiasm of their conversation; his stomach was full and for the first time in a week felt really comfortable. Things were looking up after the horrors of earlier in the week.

    Damian’s phone bleeped and he took one look then sighed rather dramatically.

    “What’s up?” Cain asked him as a sullen expression crossed his face.

    “Ah nothing,” he shrugged his shoulders, “it’s just Jenna.” Cain waited expectantly, knowing Damian would give more details if he held out for them. “Something’s gone wrong with her new design, she wants me to facetime and chat about it…”

    “What’s so bad about that?” Cain asked, not sure why Damian looked so gloomy.

    “Ack, it’s not that easy, and she’ll go into intimate detail…” Damian ran his hand over his face. “She just gets all over emotional about it all, and I don’t know what to say.”

    “Damian MacPherson! You get your backside in your room and facetime your girlfriend!” Cain instructed firmly. “You nod in the right places, say you’re sorry, and you listen! She listens to you when you blabber on about medicine!”

    “I don’t blabber on about medicine!” Damian said indignantly.

    “Yes, you do!” Cain snorted. “And Jenna listens to you cause she loves you, so go and listen to her.”

    “Alright,” he conceded, standing up from his chair to go through to his room.

    Cain shook his head slightly as he rested his back into the sofa; Jesse and Jethro were still deeply engrossed in conversation about skating, and Cain enjoyed the excitement between them.

    Jethro hadn’t realised that on the sofa next to him, Cain had rested back and had drifted off into a doze until Jesse pointed over at him.

    “You’ve worn him out already!” Jesse joked and Jethro grinned. “Look, I’m gonna jump in the shower, I’m totally minging right now – I won’t be too long, alright?”

    “That’s totally cool!” Jethro nodded enthusiastically. “I’m still annoyed at Cain for not telling me you were a skater!”

    “Ah well, I think he can be forgiven for that!” Jesse commented calmly. “Right, I’ll be back.”

    Jethro rested back onto the sofa too, his heart was beating faster than usual, but he put that down to finding out that Cain’s flatmate was a pro skater – he’d never thought his brother was so cool! But as he sat there his heart didn’t seem to be calming down, and he felt a strange pressing right underneath his ribs; he frowned, not sure what it was, and allowed his hand to slip into the open bag of chocolates and popped some into his mouth.

    Almost instantly an upset whine issued from Jethro’s stomach, and he felt a cold sweat break out across his forehead. He put his hand to his stomach where he could feel a glugging sensation, and he shifted on the sofa to try and get comfortable.

    Guuuuurrrrggggguuuulllluuurrrrgggllllleee…..’ Jethro’s stomach let out a humongous gurgle, and he took a sharp breath in as he realised that the upset inside him wasn’t getting any better, in fact he was now feeling downright nauseous. Cain was still asleep and Jethro thought about waking him up, but he looked very relaxed that Jethro decided that he’d go and get some water first.

    Jethro felt awkward as he carefully opened some of the cupboards in the small kitchen, finding shelves which had names sellotaped on to them.

    “What are you looking for?” Jethro jumped and his stomach gave an unpleasant lurch which made him wince as the voice had come from the doorway, closing the cupboard door with a snap. It was Damian, smiling at Jethro as he came into the kitchen carrying a mug.

    “Sorry – um, I was looking for a glass to get some water,” Jethro replied a little timidly.

    “Oh, well,” Damian put his mug down on the counter and going to the right cupboard to draw out a glass. “Did Cain not tell you where they were?” He asked as he handed across the glass and Jethro bit his lip for a second.

    “He kinda… is asleep,” Jethro admitted and Damian made a small face as he turned the kettle on.

    “I don’t know if he told you, but he wasn’t well earlier on in the week,” Damian explained, sure that Cain wouldn’t mind if he told Jethro. “He’s probably still recovering a bit.” Jethro had filled up the glass of water and taken a sip, the wetness lingering in his mouth.

    “No, I didn’t know…” Jethro said, a fear gripping his chest about the unsettled feeling in his gut and took a larger gulp of the water.

    Rrrrruuuurrrgggllleeeeee.’ Jethro’s stomach let out another deep rumble, and Damian looked across at him.

    “Are you okay?” He sounded concerned, especially as Jethro had doubled forward a little as his muscles cramped.

    “I think I need to wake Cain up,” he answered, trying not to sound too panicked and upset, especially as he now really didn’t feel well himself.

    “What’s wrong?” Damian had put his hand gently onto Jethro’s shoulder. “Are you feeling unwell?” Jethro nodded, looking up at his big brother’s friend, and as he did so his stomach gurgled loudly.

    “Sorry…” He mumbled, putting his hand to the squeezing muscles in his abdomen, and Damian could suddenly tell that Jethro was only fourteen and scared. “Brrrruurrrp!” Jethro’s hand jumped up to his mouth as his eyes went wide.

    “Oh dear, that didn’t sound good,” Damian commented. “Do you think you might be sick?” Jethro nodded quickly and Damin could almost see the colour draining out of his face.  “Come on, let’s get you to the bathroom and then I’ll get Cain for you.”

    Very kindly Damian had put his hand at Jethro’s elbow and began to guide him through to the toilet; as he walked, Jethro’s stomach was rolling more fiercely and he burped more thickly.

    “Alright, here we go,” Damian led Jethro in, and almost immediately Jethro got down on his knees and braced himself over the toilet. “I’ll get Cain for you, just hold on.”

    Damian heard Jethro groan lightly as he left to wake up Cain; but as he reached the door of the living room his heart nearly stopped. Cain was awake and on his feet, but he was chalk white and visibly shaking.

    “Cain? Oh no…” He said, watching as Cain leant heavily on the arm of the sofa.  

    “Where’s Jethro?” Cain asked weakly, swallowing hard against a renewed bubbling in his stomach which he assumed was because he’d eaten something more exotic than dry toast or plain pasta.

    “You’re not feeling well, are you?” Damian’s heart was battering in his chest as he knew that Jethro was alone in the bathroom, and Cain shook his head briefly, one of his hands rubbing across his belly. “Neither’s Jethro, he’s in the bathroom…”

    “Oh no,” Cain pushed himself off the arm of the sofa and wobbled slightly as he headed through to the toilet, and Damian followed to make sure they were both alright.

    Buuuuaarp!” Cain could hear Jethro’s ragged breathing as soon as he entered the bathroom, and Jethro’s head was practically buried in the toilet bowl. Pushing down his own nausea, he rushed to his brother and put his hand on his back.

    “It’s alright Jethro,” Cain reassured, able to feel the muscles in Jethro’s back fluttering and he began to rub gently, “I’m here, you’re gonna be okay.”

    “Sorry…” Jethro’s voice was wet, and he didn’t raise his head out of the toilet bowl.

    “It’s okay, just take deep breaths,” Cain advised, following his own instructions and Damian was worried by how pale Cain was looking.

    Brruuurrrggle!” Jethro burped; Cain winced as Jethro hunched his shoulders forward, panting as the nausea flowed over him in waves. “Buuuaaaarkk!”

    The sound of puke rushing up Jethro’s throat and coating the inside of the toilet bowl was difficult for Cain, his own stomach squeezed at the noise and his knees felt a little weak. Cain perched on the edge of the bath, still in the distance to rub Jethro’s back with one hand but also able to massage his own rebelling gut.

    “That’s it…” Cain tried to reassure verbally, but his mouth was so thick with his own saliva he found it difficult to get the words out. He clamped his mouth shut as his brother retched again noisily.

    H’ggguuuuuuuuukkk!” Jethro heaved, bringing up another wave of sick, which splattered against the porcelain. Cain’s stomach lurched and suddenly he tasted acid at the back of his mouth. He’d momentarily moved his hand away from Jethro’s back to just in front of his face, then returned it hoping that Jethro hadn’t noticed its absence, but Damian had.

    Cain’s hand rubbed gentle circles into Jethro’s back as he retched. Damian was uncertain about what he should do – Cain was his best mate and he felt able to help him, but Jethro was another kettle of fish. It was clear that Cain intended on powering through to look after him, but he couldn’t hide the translucent greyish tinge to his face, or that he was trembling.

    Uuuurrp!” Jethro continued to belch openly and with each one Cain looked progressively more queasy, until he appeared to be fighting his own urge to retch. “H’kkkklllluuuurrrrggghhh!”

    It was too much for Cain, as his abdomen squeezed so strongly that Damian could see it. His cheeks bulged out in his face and he was clearly trying to swallow down the mouthful of sick. Jerking forward, Cain’s hand shot up to his mouth, and Damian snapped into action. Grabbing Cain’s shoulders, he swivelled him where he was perched on the edge of the bath.

    “Use the sink Cain,” Damian instructed, but Cain hesitated against Damian’s pushing and he knew exactly why. “I’ll clean it up later, don’t worry about it.” Cain’s hands clutched at the rim of the sink and he hauled himself up from the edge of the bath.

    Huuuuuuueeeeerrrrrllll!” A copious wave of vomit lowed from Cain’s mouth, and he felt a familiar ache in his stomach as it squeezed to disgorge the contents.

    “Cain!” Jethro croaked weakly, raising his head out of the toilet bowl and revealing he was just as grey looking as his big brother.

    “Don’t – hrrrp – don’t worry Jethro,” Cain forced out, closing his eyes so he didn’t have to look at the puke in the sink. “I’m just – ulp – not feeling too good either.”

    Huuuuurrrk!” Jethro had buried his head back into the toilet, and his shoulders jerked as he heaved.

    Buuuuuuaaaarrrrrggghhhh!” Cain unleashed a further gush of sick, and Damian could see he was trying to his best to get it all out quickly so he could go back to looking after Jethro.

    “Cain, quit pushing it,” Damian placed himself awkwardly in the tiny gap between Jethro on his knees and Cain gripping the sink. “You’ll only end up dry heaving – and do you remember how painful that is?”

    Uuuuuurrrrrgggggnnnn….” Cain groaned, a string of bile sticking to his lips.

    “God, look at the state of you!” Damian’s heart was pounding inside him; Cain had already been through enough – why was his body insisting on torturing him?

    “Look – brrrk – look after Jethro,” Cain spluttered, “I’m – ulp – fine.”

    “You both need looked after!” He protested.

    “Get Jesse…” Cain panted roughly.

    “Okay,” Damian replied, and Cain heard him leaving the bathroom.

    “I’m sorry Jethro,” Cain forced, not moving from the sink. “It’ll be okay…” Cain was trying to sound reassuring but his voice was wobbling. His whole body felt like it’d been run over by a bull dozer, and the ache in his belly had turned vice-like again. Jethro burped weakly, which caused Cain’s stomach to tighten and another mouthful of sticky bile fell into the sink.

    “You get Cain, I’ll get Jethro,” Damian’s voice came from the door, and almost instantly Jesse was by Cain’s side. His hands on Cain’s shoulders were reassuring, and Cain wanted to melt into his touch, but his stomach was still sending periodic bubbles of sick up his throat, and the last thing he wanted to do was throw up on Jesse.

    “Alright, you’re gonna be alright,” Jesse muttered quietly in Cain’s ear; the toilet flushed behind them and there came noises of Damian helping Jethro up. “Let me help,” Jesse slipped his hand round Cain’s front, finding the hem of Cain’s t-shirt and sliding his hand underneath. His fingers were cold on the warm flesh of Cain’s belly, and his touch was simultaneously heavenly and heave inducing.

    H’gggrrrrk!” The touch illicited a gag, Cain closed his eyes as he felt liquid forcing up and out his throat, and all the while Jesse kept massaging his stomach. “Hhhbbbrrr! Hrrrr!” Cain’s stomach felt empty and sore, and Jesse seemed to sense this as the pressure of his fingers eased off.

    “You sound empty Cain…” Jesse said, moving his hand away from Cain’s belly and stroking the side of his face instead. If anyone knew what that would sound like, it would be Jesse. He had spent those nights with Cain earlier in the week, holding a bowl for him, rubbing his back and belly at different intervals, and doing everything he could to make his boyfriend feel better.

    “Jus’ another minute…” Cain begged, then pitched forward with an empty, painful sounding retch. “Hrrrrkkkccch!”

    “Nope, you’re definitely done,” Jesse insisted, taking a grip of Cain’s wrist and practically prizing him away from the sink. “It’s bed for you…” Jesse pulled him and Cain stumbled unsteadily so Jesse wrapped his arms around his waist. “Oh Cain…”

    “Jethro?” Cain muttered hoarsely, his eyes wide as Jesse supported him out of the bathroom.

    “He’s in bed, Damian’s looking after him,” Jesse told him calmly, attempting to push open the heavy door while propping Cain up too. “In we go, come on.”

    Damian was in the room just as Jesse had said, and he rushed to help get Cain into bed. Jethro was curled on his side with his hands wrapped round his midriff.

    “I’m sorry Jethro,” Cain mumbled, he put his arm out towards his pale little brother and Jethro instinctively shuffled towards him, seeking comfort. “It’ll be alright.”

    “Alright you two,” Damian said gently, placing something at about knee level on the bed. “Sick bowl is in between you, just in case you need it… Although by the amount both of you brought up, I’d be surprised if there’s anything left in either of you!”

    Uuuuurrrrgggghhh Damian, please…” Cain moaned as his stomach churned painfully at the thought.

    “Get some rest then, hopefully you’ll both be better by the morning,” Jesse encouraged, and Cain heard them leaving and turned to look at Jesse.

    Jethro’s face was still chalky, but his eyes were shut – Cain waited until he knew for definite that Jethro had fallen asleep before he closed his own eyes and allowed himself to slip into sleep.

    history repeats itself: I

    //screams because I finally finished chapter one

    Summary: In which some people end up with an unwanted roommate.



    It had been a perfect trip planned in the spur of the moment.

    Or perhaps on the whims of a teenager’s obsessive fanatics.

    Either way, upon hearing there was a museum dedicated solely to Ladybug (and Chat Noir), Chloé had instantly demanded her father fund a trip for her to go.

    The mayor, however, saw it as an opportunity to gain favor with the voters and the heroes as their third anniversary approached. The way he saw it, if the heroes saw how much he appreciated them, they would help his campaign, and once the people saw the heroes favoring him, they would too.


    So he compromised with his daughter; an exclusive, all-expenses-paid field trip for her class to see the museum in London, where they would roam the city and be able to learn the history of the two heroes before returning to Paris in time for the anniversary banquet he would hold on Ladybug and Chat Noir’s actual anniversary (since becoming heroes, that is).

    It was perfect, and it certainly got the rest of the class up in a frenzy.

    Alya, in particular, was bouncing with joy. She was almost excited enough to copy Marinette’s infamous butt wiggle.


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    VLD Fic- No Place Like Home

    I managed to write at least one fic for @platonicvldweek  Hope you all enjoyed this.

    Title: No Place Like Home

    Rating: G

    Characters: Allura, Lance, Keith, Pidge, Hunk and Shiro

    Prompt: Home/Exploration

    Summary: Allura finds Earth to be a very strange place, and a part of her wonders if she could ever call it home.

    Allura caught her reflection in the shop window and cringed as she caught a glimpse of her current round-tipped ears.

    “They are so hideous,” she whined with a pout.

    Pidge groaned as she poked at Allura’s sunhat.  “Will you quit complaining how human ears look?”

    Keith shoved his hands into his jacket pockets.  “Frankly, I’ve never understood what makes them so ‘ugly’ to you anyway.”

    “Yeah!” Lance chimed in as he leaned against a lamppost.  “We’ve seen aliens with scales, bug eyes, some that don’t even have eyes, so how could humans have the worst ears to you?”

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    hiiii, here are a bunch of fics I’ve enjoyed and loved reading throughout the month of november. I recommend that you read these great fics in december, if you haven’t already!! there’s GREAT fics in here… some really seasonal stuff and even MY OWN FIC! please check them out!!

    (all fics with a star are my favorites and if there are two stars then it was a favorite favorite)

    1. Loving with a Little Twist (29k)**

    “What are you going to do?”

    “I don’t know Niall! I just promised my mother I’m bringing my boyfriend - a boyfriend I don’t have - to Thanksgiving dinner. What should I do? I can’t call back and be like, ‘Oh yeah mom, that boyfriend I said that I have, I don’t actually have. Sorry to disappoint you.’ My life is ruined.” Harry returns to suffocating himself with the pillow.

    Niall laughs and Harry growls at his best friend’s unwarranted happiness in this life-ending situation. Harry is fucked. Fuck. He needs a boyfriend. Fuck.

    (a thanksgiving fake/pretend relationship au, written by me!!)

    2. When the Stars Come Out (30k)*

    Louis was about to reassure Harry further when Gemma bounded back over to him, slipping a hand around Louis’ waist. Harry’s eyes followed the movement. And then that lip gnaw again. Christ. How was he supposed to survive this weekend?

    He turned his attention to Gemma as her palm came to rest right above his heart. Laying it on a bit thick, dear. Or at least that’s what he hoped he’d conveyed with the simple tilt of an eyebrow.

    In response, she went up on tiptoes and laid a noisy kiss on the hollow beneath his cheekbone. Louis didn’t take his eyes off Harry, who watched the scene play out with a blank expression. Once Gemma dropped back to the ground, Harry shifted away from them, his gaze dropping to his feet.

    [Or the one where Louis pretends to be Gemma’s boyfriend for her horrid cousin’s wedding but fate is a nasty jerk and throws Harry in his way.]

    3. Both Showing Hearts (113k)**

    Louis Tomlinson is, in fact, not straight.

    Harry Styles isn’t sure what he is.

    Together, they figure it out, and maybe fall in love along the way.

    Or, the Uni AU where Louis helps Harry figure out his sexuality, Niall crashes a bachelorette party, Liam works in a printing centre, and Zayn happens to need lots of printing done.

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    smilebackwards  asked:

    Turn headcanon: Tell me more about perfectly put together modern Ben. Is he just always dressed neat and tidy or does he care about fashion enough to wear labels and avidly await the Burberry Fall collection? Does he ever shrug into one of Caleb's nice, slouchy sweaters to get the coffee started in the morning or slip on Caleb's crocs to let their dog out at night?

    Oh, my love, this is my favorite thing to talk about. I will tell you all about it.

    At Yale. 

    • This is where he really starts dressing well. 
    • He not a suit level yet but he always makes sure he looks put together.
    • He judges those kids that roll out of bed and show up to class in the same thing they wore to bed. He hates that. It takes like, what, 60 seconds to put on actual pants and a shirt? 
    • He doesn’t care if the other kids wear jeans and t-shirts that are dirty or haven’t been washed in a bit so long as they are wearing them and not ratty sweatpants and shirts with holes in them. 
    • He super cares if he wears jeans and t-shirts that are dirty. He does laundry once a week religiously. He has quarters for the washer and dryer in the basement of his dorm all over the place. 
    • He cuts his hair at the start of his freshman year.
    • Is really upset that he missed the whole man-bun craze because he wants to be up on the current styles always. 
    • He bitches to Caleb about it every time they talk which is at least once a day. 
    • “It’s like they knew, Caleb. They knew the moment I cut my hair so they could make long hair a thing. They knew it.” “Who are they?” “Them. The people that decide this kind of thing.” “Alright Tallboy.”
    • Ben does not let it go. He gets coffee and goes to the bookstore and there are men with man buns and Ben just burns with jealousy. 
    • He tries to grow his hair out but it gets to an awkward length and he can’t stand it. It’s all or nothing and there is no in between so he gets it cut short again. Sulks over it. 
    • “I could have had it. If I had waited one more month I could have gotten in on this trend.” “Can you like, let it go?”
    • Caleb, who has been studying abroad in Greenland, Skypes him and shows him how long his hair has gotten and he turns to the side to show Ben his own amazing man-bun and Ben disconnects the call. 
    • Caleb decides to cut his hair in solidarity but doesn’t tell Ben about. Ben finds out when he picks Caleb up from the airport and Caleb opens the door to Ben’s truck and climbs in with a big smile at seeing his best friend again and Ben smiles back and realizes right then that he is in love with him and always has been.
    • Ben doesn’t tell him that. He just leans across the gear shift and kisses him. 

    Now. Ben’s fashion choices in the 3 main professions I hc him in. 

    Secret Agent/Modern Spy/Government Analyst

    • Always in a suit. 
    • Shows up to meetings and briefings with Sackett and the rest of the team looking better than Sackett and a thousand times better than the rest of the team who are all in jeans and t-shirts or running shorts. 
    • Has an endless supply of ties. 
    • Caleb likes the blue ones best on him so the majority of them are different shades of blue. 
    • They go on assignment to some fancy gala and Sackett tells them they’ll get him a tux and Ben shakes his head because he already has three and they all fit him perfectly. Like a dream. 
    • He has a very close relationship with his tailor. Ben knows his birthday and gets him Cuban Cigars for it. 
    • Anna calls him basic. He doesn’t know what that means so he googles it and doesn’t get why it’s supposed to be an insult because he thinks it means he looks classic and Benjamin Tallmadge is a mother fucking classic. 
    • Somehow also looks great in his tactical gear. 
    • Everyone else is sweaty and miserable and generally hate their lives and all their choices that lead them to this moment wearing all black in a hundred degree heat but Ben looks like he’s about to walk a runway in Milan in some avantgarde fashion show and everyone hates him.


    • Hot teacher to the max.
    • So put together.
    • Everyone has a crush on him. Teachers, students, parents of students, the lunch ladies. (they give him free chocolate milk and cookies)
    • Think J. Crew Catalog. 
    • Pressed slacks, shined shoes, cute collared button downs under neat sweaters. 
    • Sweaters with elbow patches.
    • Blazers. 
    • Peacoats and scarves and cashmere gloves in the winter.  
    • Light colored pants with breezy button downs with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows in the summer.
    • Has Ray-Bans to complete the look. Doesn’t take them off (because his hands are always full of papers and mugs of coffee and a bagel he got on the way to work) until he gets into his classroom and he’s so cool and it’s a real problem for some (most of his) students. They all want to be in his class but they don’t want to be in his class, you know what I mean?
    • Has an endless supply of Tide To Go Sticks in his desk that are used by the faculty and students. They don’t even have to ask to use them they just go right into his desk drawer. 
    • Participates in Casual Friday because the 5 dollars the teachers have to pay to wear jeans go to charity. 
    • So he wears a pair of dark denim jeans and a fitted navy Henley and he doesn’t put his contacts in so he’s wearing his black rimmed glasses and he knows he looks good because Caleb told him he looked good before he left and he was ten minutes late (whoops) but it was worth it. 


    • You know all the good press Justin Trudeau gets for being stylish and well liked and an all around good guy? Ben is America’s Justin Trudeau. 
    • Men and women love him for different and similar reasons.
    • Caleb tells him that his constituents don’t care/don’t know what he stands for they just like the way he looks/dresses and Ben who is just jaded enough with the current political climate and knows that he’s on the right side of history with all his beliefs shrugs and says “a vote’s a vote.”
    • Has met the President looking better than the President.
    • Martha does not hide her crush on him well. She holds his hand for too long and winks at Caleb and when she’s asked about it by some reporter she makes a comment about how ‘sharply dressed he is’ and how lucky his boyfriend is and Ben is very uncomfortable around Washington now and can’t look him in the eye. Washington side eyes him every chance he gets.
    • Trevor Noah makes a joke about Ben and Martha at the Correspondence Dinner. Martha and Caleb laugh the loudest. George and Ben don’t laugh at all. 

    Domestic nonsense. 

    • When he and Caleb go house hunting Ben vetoes the first ten houses they see because there is not enough closet space.
    • He only agrees to the 11th house because Caleb promises he can knock out that wall and get him the walk in closet he longs for and that ‘there will be plenty of room for your designer suits you pretty boy.’
    • Loves being called a pretty boy. You know that post that’s going around where they don’t understand the insult around being called a pretty boy and hell  yeah, call me a pretty boy? Ben wrote that. Call him pretty. 
    • 95% of what he owns needs to be dry cleaned. 
    • Caleb accidentally throws in one of Ben’s sweaters in with his wash and Caleb’s legitimately afraid Ben is going to break up with him. He writes down an apology (note cards and all) and neatly folds up what’s left of the sweater and presents both to Ben and he only gets through one note card before Ben is rolling his eyes and kissing his cheek and telling him not to worry about it and he can always get another one. 
    • He doesn’t understand jeans with holes in them. Caleb owns a few pairs and Ben hates them. He didn’t even buy them with the holes in them, he made them himself as he was working on the house or in the yard. Ben’s still not okay with it. 
    • Has matching pajama sets. You know, where the top matches the bottom and Caleb teases him non stop about it but Ben doesn’t care. 
    • “You look like a dad?” and Ben shrugs because he loves his dad. Nathaniel Tallmadge is a badass. Ben wants to be his dad. 
    • “You look like a granddad.” and Ben shrugs again because his granddad was legit. He wants to be his granddad. 
    • They make quite the pair working around each other in the kitchen to make breakfast. Ben in his cute pajama set and Caleb in boxers and an old concert tee (sometimes he forgoes the tee and sometimes, let’s be honest, he forgoes everything). 
    • They both have LL Bean slippers because everyone should have LL Bean slippers. Caleb’s are worn. Ben’s look like the day he got them. 
    • They always make quite the pair. When they go out to a bar or something Ben dials back his outfit but still looks good (dark wash jeans, unscuffed converse, a wrinkle free shirt) and Caleb throws on whatever is somewhat clean and smells okay and if it doesn’t smell okay he gives it a quick spray of Fabreze and he’s good to go. 
    • People think he’s kidding when he tells them Caleb is his boyfriend. Ben hates that. Has gotten into fights over it. Real, physical, call the cops, I got blood on my new shirt, fights. 
    • Sometimes Caleb catches him before it escalates and plays peacemaker by shoving Ben against the bar and shoving his tongue down his throat and totally wrinkling his shirt but it’s whatever. It’s good. 

    Super Casual Ben

    • Ben in swim trunks (they totally have the American flag on them like a total bro but it’s okay because Caleb is the only one looking at him) as they lounge around the pool. Ben’s not one to just hang out in there. He doesn’t float around on an inflatable pool toy. He does laps, hops out, slathers on sunscreen, and tries to get a tan without burning. Caleb is a water kid. Lives in it. Gets out of the pool and shakes like a dog right next to Ben. Ben tackles him into the pool. 
    • When they go to the park with Abe and Thomas and Mary Ben’s in tan shorts and Caleb spends most of them time sitting on the blanket with Ben trying to see how far he sneak his hand beneath the hem of them before Ben bats his hand away (spoiler: it’s hella far).
    • Bonfires on the beach. Ben is barefoot (he left his shoes in the car because the sand would be in them forever and ran across the hot pavement and right into the water to cool them down) and his jeans are rolled up and he’s got his Yale sweatshirt on because it’s cooled down a bit and he’s leaning into Caleb’s space and Caleb is leaning back in their own little world as Abe and Rob bicker in the background. 
    • Caleb doesn’t bat an eye at Ben in a tux or a suit. He knows Ben looks great and turns heads and he could look at Ben all day in tailored dress pants but that’s not what gets him. 
    • What gets him is (and thank you for putting these ideas in my head) Ben waking up in the middle of the night when their puppy starts whining to go out and reaching down with a yawn for the first item of clothing he can find on the floor which is Caleb’s long sleeved tee which is tight in the shoulders and short in the arms but he pulls it on and Caleb mumbles something about stretching out his clothes. Ben tells him to shut up in a voice that’s so thick with sleep that it has zero bite to it. Caleb pushes himself up enough in bed to look out the window to watch him and the puppy in the porch light. He’s covered up Caleb’s sweater with Caleb’s jacket and slipped on Caleb’s truly terrible crocs because it’s been raining and he doesn’t want to get his feet wet as he stands on the deck and waits for the dog. He watches Ben throws this disgustingly muddy tennis ball a half a dozen times before he scoops the puppy up and brings him in. 
    • Sometimes Caleb comes home late and finds Ben in the kitchen in one of Caleb’s thick, chunky, sweater which is a size too big for him and he has to keep jamming the sleeves up as he stirs something in a pot on the stove. 
    • Sometimes he comes home and he’s reading on the couch with their puppy lying on his chest and he’s wearing one of Caleb’s t-shirts that has a hole around the collar. 
    • Ben has a cold and Caleb makes him stay home and Caleb leaves him in bed in his coordinated pajamas and comes home to him flushed with a fever so he’s down to his boxers but also having the chills so he’s wrapped up in one of Caleb’s softest flannel shirts that’s so worn the fabric at the elbows are practically see through. Caleb pushes his hair off his forehead to see how hot he is and Ben whines all pathetic like and wipes his nose on the inside of the collar and Caleb calls him a beautiful disaster before he climbs in bed next to him. 
    Reveal #3- Questions


    “Do NOT let me regret this,” Ladybug sternly warned as she wrote her civilian phone number on a napkin and handed it to Chat. She thought it was only fair that he can text her outside of the suit since they had been partners for almost two years now.

    “You won’t, M’Lady,” Chat promised with a bow as he took the napkin in his hands. “I will text you tonight, M’Lady!” With that, they raced in different directions and de-transformed. “Do you think I should text her now?” Adrien asked his kwami as he walked back to the park where him and his friends were before the Akuma attack.

    “Don’t care. I want cheese,” Plagg answered from inside Adrien’s jacket. The boy rolled his eyes before putting Ladybug’s number into his phone. For the rest of the short walk to the park, Adrien continued to debate whether to text her now or later on. He decided he had waited enough. He created a new chat as he greeted his four friends.

    C: Hello, M’Lady! Isn’t this just a purrfect day? The sun is shining yet it cannot compare to you, bugaboo.

    C: Purrhaps we could have a picnic just the two of us later ;)

    He hit send and looked up to pay attention to his friends. Nino and Alya were debating whether Ladybug and Chat Noir actually went to their school. Both Adrien and Marinette were laughing at their antics before the blond notice the bluenette take out her phone. She stared at the screen with confusion before flicking her eyes to her crush. She returned to her screen and open her phone to read the message she had received while Adrien was focused on Alya and Nino. Alya noticed her friend flinched before she turned pale with her eyes wide. Moments later, the bluenette’s cheeks were bright red.

    “Hey, girl. You alright?” Alya asked her best friend. Marinette had started to shake slightly before she nodded just a little, still staring at her phone. Alya leaned closer to Marinette to read over her shoulder but stared at a blank screen.

    “I-I-I-I-I-I h-h-h-have to g-go home,” Marinette stuttered out before quickly standing and dashing out of the park.

    “Is she going to be okay?” Adrien asked, staring after her.

    “I hope so. I’m sure she’ll tell me what that was all about later,” Alya reassured before going back to her debate with Nino. Adrien felt his phone buzz.

    L: You’re Adrien Agreste?!

    C: How do you know?

    L: My friend programmed your number into my phone over a year ago. I just never had the nerve to actually text you.

    C: Oh… Does this mean I get to find you who you are under the mask, M’Lady?

    There was a long pause and he began to think that was a no. She replied after a while, mostly arguing with her Kwami, and surprised him with her response.

    L: Only if you can guess who I am. In all honesty, I’ve have a crush on your civilian self for over a year ago now. My Kwami said it was okay for you to ask me one thing about my civilian life per day.

    C: Can we make this a little more interesting, bugaboo?

    L: How so?

    C: If I can guess your identity within a week, I get to take you on a date!

    L: Fine, but if you don’t, you have to stop saying puns for a month.

    C: Deal!

    “Dude! Are you even listening?” Nino asked, catching the attention of the young model. Adrien gave a nervous laugh and rubbed the back of his neck.

    “Sorry. I was distracted. What are we talking about?”

    “Mari’s birthday this Friday,” Alya said. “We are going to throw her a surprise party. Her parents are already in on it!” Alya was practically bouncing with excitement. “Want to help with the party or not?”

    “Of course I want to help! Mari is one of my friends. I want to celebrate her birthday too,” Adrien responded.

    “Alright dude!” Nino cheered.

    “You can distract Marinette while we get her party set up!” Alya planned. “Take her to, like, the movies or something. Or a long walk through the park. Or something like that. Anything that will keep her away from the bakery until we’re ready.” With that, the trio went to work on planning.


    Within the five days that he has been talking to Ladybug through text he had learned that she likes Jagged Stone, fashion, is in his home room and chemistry classes, and has stood up against Chloe on several occasions. He had also deduced, by the things she had told him, that she has a very outgoing friend who is almost always by her side. He also found out that she does hang out with him a bit during the school day. That only left one girl if he actually thought about it, which he hadn’t. Instead, he was getting nervous over trying to figure out a birthday present for Marinette since her birthday was the next day.

    C: M’Lady, I need help finding a present for a friend of mine.

    L: Hmm…

    L: What does he like and what’s the occasion?

    C: SHE likes fashion and video games and hamsters. She stands up for others when Chloe goes and tries to put them down. When she isn’t a cute, stuttering mess, she is strong and confident.

    ‘Like you,’ Adrien thought.

    C: She is really sweet but has a sassy side too.

    ‘Like you,’ Adrien repeated in his head.

    C: since she became class president, she has been a great leader!

    ‘Just like you,’ Adrien thought again. He stopped as he pressed send.

    “Hey, Plagg?” Adrien asked turning to his Kwami, who hummed a reply. “How many coincidences does it take before it’s no longer a coincidence?” The Kwami shrugged as he munched on his cheese.

    L: It sounds like you might like her as more than a friend, chaton.

    Adrien stared at the message from his lady and thought about his answer.

    C: I think… I might have if I hadn’t fallen in love with you first, M’Lady.

    C: Now! Back to the catastrophe at paw! It’s her birthday tomorrow and I want to get her something special.

    He could practically see her rolling eyes as she read what he wrote. Ladybug didn’t answer for a bit. So Adrien went on talking about Marinette, slowly realizing that he was talking to her about herself.

    C: You see, we didn’t start out as friends. She actually hated me because of a bubble gum misunderstanding. I tried to apologize to her but she didn’t listen to a word I said until one rainy day after school. I offered her my umbrella so she wouldn’t get wet on the way home and the umbrella closed on her.

    C: Even though Nino was the first one to take me in as a friend, it was Mari who I first considered a friend.

    C: Although, for the longest time I thought she still hated me for the gum incident since she couldn’t form a complete sentence in front me as Adrien. Yet when I would visit her as Chat, she was sassy and confident.

    C: I over heard Chloe talking to Mari one time saying I would never date Mari. It confused me until I asked Nino about it.

    C: He called me clueless.

    L: You really are clueless.

    L: As for a birthday present, I’m not sure. Knowing her, she probably wouldn’t ask for anything except to be able to hang out with her friends and family. Anyways, you should probably get some sleep so you can stay awake for our chemistry test tomorrow.

    Adrien had forgotten about the test. He also had to get up early tomorrow to find a present for his lady’s birthday, even if she is trying to play it off as if she isn’t Marinette. With a quick goodnight text, the blonde placed his phone on the charger and went to bed. Except, he didn’t sleep much. Instead he stayed up, kicking himself over the fact that it was so obvious. Nino had told him about Marinette disappearing when an Akuma attacked before Ladybug showed up. He saw her EVERY DAY and still he didn’t see the similarities. Her black-blue hair, bluebell eyes, even the little bit of freckles that didn’t quite hide under her mask. Her leadership, kindness, loyalty, dislike of lies… They all are the same but he just didn’t see it until he actually started comparing his lady and his princess. Nino was right. He was clueless. Eventually Adrien slept.


    He was woken up the next morning by a hungry Kwami. He quickly went through his normal routine of getting ready for school before meeting Natalie for breakfast. Adrien was able to convince his father’s assistant to leave early so they could go to a jewelry store, Plagg had suggested cheese and jewelry that morning. Subtracting the cheese, Adrien decided to take his Kwami’s suggestion. He spent only twenty minutes when he saw the perfect gift and bought it. He was able to get to school a little early that morning, which gave him some time to think about Marinette, his lady. Adrien was then interrupted by Nino and Alya arriving at school. He greeted them and went over the plan one last time as he followed them into class. Right before the bell rang for class to begin, Marinette ran into the classroom. As soon as everyone saw her, the entire class, with the exception of Chloe and Sabrina, sang Happy Birthday to the young fashion designer. The bluenette’s face turns bright red with embarrassment. Within the week since she ran away from her friends at the park, Marinette had slowly stopped her stuttering in front of Adrien. Alya and Nino thinks that it’s just because she had finally gained a lot of courage but Marinette and Adrien knew the real reason. She had calmed down because her crush was her partner and one of her best friends.

    Once the song ended, Marinette gave a shy thank you before quickly rushing to her seat. Adrien quickly took a piece of paper and wrote something down before folding it up. He kept it in his hand until the teacher finally turned away. Adrien quickly threw the folded paper over his head, making it land right in front of Marinette, who gave a quiet little squeak of surprise. The bluenette looked between the note and the blond boy in front of her just like at the park earlier that week before she hesitantly took the note and unfolded it. After reading the note, she smirked a Ladybug smirk.

    I hope you don’t mind me stealing you away for our date after school today, M’Lady.

    Marinette looked up to make sure the teacher was still looking away before grabbing a sparkly green pen to write.

    I was wondering how long it would take you to figure it out, chaton.

    She folded the paper back up neatly, waited for the teacher to turn back around, and then threw the paper back at the boy in front of her. The folded note bounced off his head, making him jump slightly, before it landed in front of him. Marinette muffled her laughter as he turned slightly to playfully glare at her. Alya and Nino noticed the transaction between the two and silently hoped the two would start dating after today. For the rest of class, Marinette and Adrien would pass the note back and forth, talking about when he figured it out and where they would go for their date. Marinette was so excited for after school, she was practically bouncing in her seat in her final class.


    Adrien was leading Marinette back home after they went to the movies and lost Gorilla at the park. They even had time to patrol a little before Alya gave Adrien the okay to bring Marinette over. The two went inside the bakery, still talking about various things, until they get to the door that leads to the living room of Marinette’s house.

    “I think our first date went purrfect, don’t you M’Lady?” Adrien asked as he bowed, grabbing her hand and placing a kiss on her knuckles. Marinette rolled her eyes at his pun, but playfully this time.

    “I agree, kitty,” Marinette answered. The bluenette grabbed her keys and unlocked the door but before she could open it, Adrien pulled her away from the door and closer to him. “What are you doing?” Marinette squeaked out from surprise. The only answer she got was lips being gently placed upon her own lips. She returned the kiss but it was short lived when they heard squeals from behind the closed door. They broke apart, much to their disliking, and started at the door. “That sounded like both Alya and my mom,” Marinette whispered. Adrien chuckled before slowly letting her go so she could open the door. The first thing she noticed when Marinette opened the door was how many people were there. To be precise, her entire class with the exception of Chloe. Even Sabrina came to celebrate. Then she noticed the decorates and the music. To say the least, Marinette became very happy when she realized this was a birthday party for her. And so the party went on. Laughter filled the room as they sang, danced, played games, dared each other, ate, and so much more. After everyone had their fill on food and cake, it was time to open presents. Most of her classmates got her yarn, sewing supplies, threads, fabrics, and so on and so forth. Nino had gotten her two Jagged stone CDs while Alya got her a hamster plushy. Alya later told her that she took all of her Adrien posters down for Marinette in case she wanted some alone time with her boyfriend later, this made Marinette blush tremendously. Marinette’s parents had gotten her a new sewing machine since she kept complaining about her old one not working right. Finally, it was Adrien’s turn. He handed her the small box that was beautifully wrapped in pink with a red ribbon on it. The bluenette carefully opened it and her jaw dropped at the sight of it. It was a beautiful silver necklace with two charms on it. One charm was a ladybug with its wings partially open and the words ‘I love you’ engraved in between the red and black wings. The other was of a silver heart with a small diamond in it and the words ‘You’re my little Love Bug’ engraved at the center. Marinette blushed at the gift as she said a small thank you. As Adrien helped her put it on, Marinette couldn’t help but remember that moment when they were fighting with Lady Wifi.

    Aw, how romantic. Tomcat’s come to save his love bug.

    I’m not his love bug.

    We’ll  come back to that later.

    This was him coming back to that. She just knew it. She’s going to have to have a talk with him about that later, but for now she’ll just enjoy the company of those she cares about.

    Good Luck Bug

    Rating: T
    Summary: “Ladybug, just who in the world are you?”
    Fandom: Miraculous Ladybug
    Word Count: 3946
    A/N:  A commemorative fic for the release of the Miraculous Ladybug (AKA Miraculous: The Tales of Ladybug and Cat Noir) in english dub. Not to mention a celebratory fic for reaching 1000 followers! Thanks guys!

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    Dave Gahan (1985) : ’I’ve got other ambitions, like writing songs. I have tried – but Martin is so good at that it would be silly to offer the group something second rate. I’ll concentrate on the singing. I think I’m pretty good at that.“

    No1 Magazine 1985 May 4th

    PART 1

    Depeche Mode are part underground cult, part pop stars.
    Despite their success they are still on Mute, a small independent label, and they refuse to compromise with the music business.
    The four individuals have stayed out of the glare of sensational publicity that is normally focussed on pop stars.
    But in our exlusive series they talk frankly about the forces that have shaped their lives and music.
    And they reveal a side of Depeche Mode that is often very different from their clean-living public image…

    "I was born in Chigwell but my parents divorced when I was very young so mum moved the family - my sister Sue and brothers Peter and Philip - to Basildon.

    She remarried and I always assumed my step-father was my real dad. He died when I was seven.

    Then I came home on one day and found this bloke at home who turned out to be my father. I was very upset and we all had a huge argument because I thought I should have been told.

    Later I realised what a hard time mim had bringing us up.

    I didn’t help by getting into a lot of trouble. I wasn’t good at school (Bastaple). I couldn’t do with being pushed aroud.

    You got categorised into grades so I resented the clever kids, started bunking off, got into bother with the law. I was suspended and ended up in juvenile court three times for things like nicking motors, setting them alight and spraying walls.

    I left at sixteen, soon as possible. My qualifications in art and technical drawing didn’t seem much use.


    My best friend was called Mark. We did everything together - got into trouble together, pulled girls together, shared girlfriends.

    I went through loads of jobs. In eight months I had twenty occupations from Yardley’s parfume factory to labouring Salisbury’s soft drink man.

    I was bringing home good money, giving mum some, going down the pub, pulling, being general wide boy.

    Finally, I realised I had no career so I went for a job as apprentice fitter with North Thames Gas. My probation officer told me to be honest at the interview, say I had a criminal record but I was a reformed character blah blah. Course I didn’t get the job because of that.

    It cost me a lot of confidence, having been trough so many IQ tests and been shortlisted.

    I went back and trashed the probation office.

    I was pretty wild. I loved the excitement of nicking a motor, screeching off and beeing chased by the police. Hiding behind a wall with your heart beating gives you a real kick - will they get you?

    Eventually I got to Southend Art College. I liked art at school.

    The teacher was a nice geezer who let us smoke. After three years I got the British Display Society Award which meant I could get a job doing display in a big store.

    That was around the punk period, 1977. Good times. I enjoyed college, I was designing clothes for mates, going off to see Gen X and the Damned. I had original sex shop gear. We used to stick labels on the outside and come down to the gritty London clubs like Studio 21.

    People like John Lydon (The Sex Pistols) and George O'Dowd (Culture Club) used to come to Southend. George came to model and nick stuff. He got into trouble for that.

    They were flamboyant people, like Steven Linnard (now a successful fashion desinger), a big change after my rough and ready basildon mates. Rowdy but artistic.

    A gang of us hung out together all living for the weekend, saving up for a bag of blues (pills), going without dinner all week. We’d go to London all night, end up at some party then catch the milk train from Liverpool Street to Billericay. It was bloody long walk home!

    I got bored with that, but for a while it was exciting. I had a double life, mixing with the art school mob then going home to Bas. I’d go to the pub wearing make up, but vos I kneew the local beer boys, the spanners, I was OK.


    Vince Clarke I met one day outside a pub in the city centre. He looked up to me because he was a bit scared of the skins. His friends stayed at home.

    Vince had a band, French Look, with Martin, Rob Marlowe and Rob Marlowe who mixed sound for.

    Then Vince started Composition of Sound with Andy and Martin. The two groups fell out because both wanted Martin. Typically, he couldn’t make up his mind, being nice to everyone.

    One day Vince asked me if I wanted to sing at a rehearsal. I was quite shy but it was something to do. That was the beginning of Depeche Mode.

    We got a residency at Crocs in Rayleigh as resident electronic band, people came from London to see us. (Culture Club also built up an early Crocs following.) Rusty Egan (club socialite then Visage drummer) was one. He introduced us to Stevo (Some Bizarre mentor) who was just a general nutter on the scene.

    The group met Daniel Miller (of Mute Records) shortly after our first Venue gig (New Romantic package night). He put out our first single just after the Some Bizarre track. Lots of companies were waving cheque books and promising the earth but only Daniel was honest. He offered us points (a share in the profits). We split everything fifty/fifty.

    Even now we have no management deal and no contract. We pay our own salaries and don’t have aggressive marketing.


    Keeping control is important to us and Mute. We’ve kept our grass roots following. The fans are so hard core that singles tend to chart quickly without hyping so we spend our money on decent stage shows and recording.

    I’m not interested in image making. Depeche Mode has never idealised group pictures on records. We prefer visuals and imagery. Four blokes standing against a wall wearing nive suits doesn’t excite me. A look dates.

    We’ve matured at our own pace. When we did ‘Speak and Spell’ we were very young and naive. We got slaggered off for being teeny bopper because we didn’t care what was hip.

    Even we knew we didn’t have much to say, and the fans still stood by us. We owe them a lot because they never were influenced by the knockers, or by Vince leaving.

    As for the group, our working class background keeps us fairly level headed despite the stupid amounts of money to be made.

    For now the group is still going up so I’m very happy about the future. Depeche Mode is a group which has good ideas rather than being a great bunch of musicians first. We learn all the time.

    I’ve got other ambitions, like writing songs. I have tried – but Martin is so good at that it would be silly to offer the group something second rate.

    We’ve practically lived together for five years, so you know immediately when someone doesn’t like what you’re doing.

    I’ll concentrate on the singing. I think I’m pretty good at that.”

    unwanted opinions

    Summary:  You do not tell Marinette Dupain-Cheng what to do when it comes to her relationship with Adrien Agreste.

    Day #7 of Adrinette April, and the topic for the day is dealing with jealous people! (You can check out on @krazy-ky-sta-hatter‘s post here! You can also find other amazing works for Adrinette April on @miraculous-months-of-love!) 

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    “…Miss Marinette Dupain-Cheng!”

    The cheers that filled the air upon the announcement of her win might have made Marinette temporarily deaf, but nothing would be able to dampen her spirits.

    With shaking knees and a grin slapped frozen on her face, Marinette made her way up to the stage, the host helping her up, squeezing her shoulders as he asked, “Is there anything you’d like to say to our viewers?”

    “Uh, y-yeah! Thank you all so much for your support, it’s really been the best, uh, thank you to my family, my friends, everyone who’s been with me since day one! I couldn’t have accomplished this without you guys! This is for all of you!” she giggled into the microphone.

    In the audience, she could see Alya and Nino whooping in delight. Her mother and father sat beside them, clapping proudly. And between them, acting like he was already part of the family (and to Marinette and her parents, he was), was Adrien Agreste, Marinette’s boyfriend, the love of her life. He was standing on his chair, clapping wildly, a grin plastered on his face, gesturing for her to look his way.

    When she did, he grinned, blew her a kiss, and shouted, “I love you!”

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