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Coworkers and their opinions on Ricardo’s small orange.

Writing Prompt #151

“It’ll be fine, it’ll be fine, it’ll be fine…” He murmured the mantra, holding onto his legs, pressed against the corner of the room. But he knew it was coming.

Okay so I have more AU ideas than I do anywhere near the time and energy to pursue them all so I’ve decided sometimes I’m just gonna put ‘em out there sort of like kittens.

To a good home: AU where full alien or obviously nonhuman looking Keith ends up alone on Earth at a very young age, is found by the Shirogane family and basically adopted as Shiro’s younger brother because Shiro has no idea what exactly this person is besides small and vulnerable and alone but he’s responsible for them now. He’s thirteen and gonna take care of this alien five-year-old if he has to personally fight the government.

In the absence of you.

Negative.

Iris stared down at the offensive mark on the stick and felt frustration and anger well up in her instead of the usual familiar overwhelming despair.

She was pushing her luck, and she knew it. Well over a month had passed since she and Barry had last had sex. His absence in her life left her aching with no apparent relief in sight. Holding onto memories, reminding herself she should be grateful for the time they did have together, and plunging ahead with her job and assisting her brother as the new Flash of the city didn’t fill the hole she felt growing deeper inside her. She knew it would never.

She needed Barry. She missed him desperately. His arms around her, his kiss on her lips, his body wrapped around her while they lay quietly sleeping in bed, his whispers of I love you’s murmured her ear, the tickle of his breath on her neck. She missed all of it. She wore his shirt to bed every night. She never washed it. She knew she’d have to eventually. It hardly smelled of him anymore. Just her and the cold sweats she woke up with when the nightmares became too real, the memory of that night.

Her last hope was the possibility of their child growing inside her. Because then at least she’d have a piece of him. A piece of her Barry to carry with her all the days of the rest of her life.

She’d tested herself every day for the last couple weeks and come up negative every time. The cramps she’d woken up with that morning made her hopelessly wish they were a sign of vomiting to come, but deep down she knew better.

She was late. She wasn’t pregnant. In a few days or maybe even later today, there would be proof of that.

She clenched her fist, dropped the stick into the trash, and not for the first time cursed her every reminder to Barry that despite being on birth control, they should use condoms too. Just to be safe.

Just to be safe, she mocked her past self scathingly.

They were always so desperate for each other, but they never were unsafe. Except that once. But that was months ago. And quite obviously, she hadn’t been pregnant.

Her anger dissolved as the tears ran down her cheeks and she rubbed her hand over her flat belly.

“I just want a little piece of you, Bear.”

She went and sat on the closed toilet, ran a hand through her hair and propped her elbow on the counter.

“Just one little piece of you to get me through the rest of my life.”

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Queenie: I don’t know how else to say this, but no. I suppose there’s “fuck no”, or “fuck you”.

Black Sails VI; Season 1, Episode 5

for anon

Now for something completely different

(Not taking any more requests that are not about Parks and Recreation. Please no more)

Green meets Blue

MariChat May 25th: Akumatized Chat

(ao3)

Summary: Marinette tries and fails to protect her identity.

I apologize for the Ooc-ness is this.


“Why are you dating him?” Chat asked, his voice sounding distinctly bitter.

Marinette blinked at the boy in confusion. He showed up without any fanfare and then demanded to know why she was going on a date. How did he even know about it?

“Is there any reason you need to know?” She asked flatly.

His expression flickered into something angry for a moment before fading back to something more neutral. “Just tell me.” His own voice flat.

She frowned. “No. It’s not your business who I date.” With that said she went back to drawing out her designs.

Chat lips thinned into a line. “Dating him for the pretty face, eh?” He asked dryly

She tensed up and spun around to face him again. “Shut up.” She growled.

His eyes flashed. Seems like he hit a nerve. “I didn’t really take you for that kind of girl.”

Marinette grit her teeth. “I always took you for a good for nothing mangy cat.” She retorted.

Chat frowned. “Is that what you really think of me…?” He looked almost hurt.

“Yes.” She snapped and once again tried to return to her work, though instead she ended up glaring at it.

Chat’s eyes darkened further. “Very well then.” He shook his head and left.

Marinette grimaced and looked to where he had been standing. “Good job Marinette.” She muttered self-depreciatingly.


The window to Chat’s bathroom cracked when he slammed it shut. He became Adrien as he walked into his room. Plagg almost immediately started wedeling him for cheese. To silence him Adrien tore his ring off and tossed it to the floor. It hit the ground with a clatter of ringing noises as it rolled under his bed.

He sat down at his desk and flipped on the screens. When he saw Ladybug plastered across them he screamed and smashed his hands down on his desk. His fist’s throbbed with pain as he seethed.

A black butterfly floated through his window and landed on one of his fists.

“Greetings, Heartbreaker. In return-”

“Yes. I agree.” Adrien hissed.

Hawkmoth chuckled. “Very well, go and get me Chat Noir and Ladybug’s Miraculous! Heartbreaker!”

Black energy consumed Adrien’s body and left behind a black leather suited boy with a dark red cracked heart in the middle of his chest.

The boy, Heartbreaker, clenched his fist in front of him. His fist glowed darkly. “I’ll show the world how it feels to have your heart ripped apart!” He slammed his fist into the desk again. This time the desk simply broke apart.

He grinned at his power. “First things first though, Marinette, your little boy toy-” He chuckled darkly. “-is going to get a visit.”


Marinette woke with a start and noticed her phone blowing up with notifications. She blinked the sleep out of her eyes as she grabbed it and unlocked it.

She groaned when she realized they were from the Ladyblog.

“What is it Marinette?” Tikki asked from the little nest of fabrics she used as a bed.

“An akuma.” Marinette slowly sat up. “It’s one in the morning and there’s a freaking akuma.”

Tikki looked at her in concern. “There’s never been one this late before.”

Marinette shook her head. “We’ve been lucky so far.” She stood fully and went to get dressed.

“I hope Chat realizes that there’s an akuma.” Tikki murmured.

“Let’s hope he gets notifications like I do.” Marinette said.

Finished getting dressed, Marinette quickly transformed and headed to where the reports were saying the akuma was.


Ladybug surveyed the destruction with trepidation.

The couple of people that had apparently been around when the akuma had shown himself lie on the ground crying. If that wasn’t creepy enough the ground had shards of glowing red and black crystal scattered on it.

Alya was trying to console a woman on the ground. Ladybug only realized it was the girl’s mother when she got closer.

“Maman, things are going to be alright. I promise.” Alya said soothingly. Her mother just shook her head and continued to cry.

“Alya, do you know what the akuma’s power is? Or where it went?” Ladybug asked softly.

Alya looked up with relief. “Thank god your here.” She shook her head as if to clear it. “I don’t know where he went,” She look apologetic. “But his powers…” Alya shuddered.

Ladybug frowned. “Are you alright? You look pale.”

Alya nodded. “I’m fine. He’s called Heartbreaker and can do what the name implies.” She then gestured to the crystals. “Those are what remains afterwards.”

Ladybug paled as she looked at the huge amount of crystal lying on the street. “Are all of those…?”

Alya swallowed and closed her eyes. “All of them.” She confirmed.

Ladybug shook herself. “Okay then.” She turned determined eyes on Alya. “I’m going to fix this. Try to get somewhere safe, alright?”

Alya nodded and went to prod her mother into going inside the nearest building.

Ladybug frowned, where could a guy called Heartbreaker be?


Heartbreaker grinned maliciously as he left the bakery. The tears he could still hear from behind him made him feel powerful. He had looked around for Marinette and she hadn’t been there so he took the price of her missing out on her poor ignorant parents.

He smiled crookedly as he gazed forward. “So there you are, Ladybug.” He tilted his head and held out his arms like he wanted a hug. “Miss me?” He jeered.

Ladybug was looking straight through him. She could hear the cry’s from where she stood. She grit tears of her own back, took a deep breath, and turned to face Heartbreaker.

“Miss you?” She shook her head in disgust. “I don’t even know you.”

His smile thinned. “Oh but you do-” She cut him off by flinging her yoyo in an arc around him.

He chuckled as he dodged to the side. “So predictable little bug.”

She growled and pulled her yoyo back. “Lucky Charm!” She yelled and threw her yoyo in the air. The charm dropped into her hands.

“Really.” She stated flatly. “What in the world am I supposed to do with a bar of chocolate?!” She yelled in frustration.

Heartbreaker laughed. “Chocolate, oh that’s rich.” He laughed harder.

She ignored him and looked around for a way to use her charm.

He smirked and waited patiently with his arms folded across his chest.

She glared at him and huffed. “I’ll just do this the old fashioned way.” She moved towards him and flung her yoyo forward again.

He smirked and flicked the yoyo back at her.

Ladybug rubbed her head. “You… you hit me in the head with my own yoyo.” She glared at him.

“You’re so easy to predict, My Lady.” He smirked and blew on his fingernails.

Ladybug froze. “What did you just call me?”

“You still haven’t figured it out?” He laughed cruelly. “How purrfect.”

Ladybug shook her head. “There’s no way…”

“That I’m Chat Noir?” He smirked. “Sorry to bust your bubble, Princess, but I’m the real deal.”

“P-princess?” She stuttered out, dread filling her. “Y-you’ve never c-called me that-”

“Come on Marinette.” He placed his head in his hand, his fingers covered his left eye, and smirked. “You’re not fooling anybody.” Another crooked grin.

Ladybug stared at him in terror. “Was… did I cause this?”

He glared at her. “Yes, you did.” He stalked towards her. “And now you’re going to feel the same thing I did when you ripped my heart to pieces.”

Ladybug dodged backwards as he lunged at her. She quickly threw her yoyo out and swung onto the rooftop behind her.

Heartbreaker glared at her.

“All I did was date someone why…?”

Heartbreaker snarled. “You turned me down so you could go out with some pretty boy!”

Ladybug shook her head. “You never even asked me out!”

At her words Heartbreaker’s chest seemed to glow darker. “How dare you…!” He snarled

Ladybug watched, terrified, as red streaks came from all over the city and slammed into Heartbreaker’s chest. They finally came to a stop just as two streaks came from her parent’s bakery.

Ladybug gaped. “Did you just absorb all those people hearts?”

He glared at her. “Why do you care…?” He blinked and then smiled victoriously.

“Of course I care!” She frowned. “You care too, Chat.”

He chuckled. “It’s Heartbreaker and-” He pointed at her. “-I seemed to have distracted you long enough.”

Ladybug’s hand went to her earing. Her eyes widened when she realized she was too late.

A flash and Marinette stood where Ladybug had been. Tikki floated down into Marinette’s waiting palms. “Sorry Tikki.” She murmured to the sleeping Kwami. “It looks like I’ve failed.”

“That you have.” She looked up and startled when she realized he was already on the roof.

She needed a way to distract him. “So why did you absorb those hearts? Some sort of powerup?” she prodded.

“Something like that.” He moved forward and Marinette moved back until her back hit a chimney. “I think it’s time I make you suffer for making me feel this way.”

Marinette squeaked when his hand gripped her throat. “How about you tell me what I did first!”

He hummed. “I already told you. You turned me down and then went out with some brat instead.”

“But I didn’t…” She froze at his slowly angering expression. “I don’t remember that. Please tell me.” She begged softly.

He considered her for a moment. “I suppose I can. I have all the power after all, but first.” He grasped her ear with his other hand and pulled out her earing. He then repeated the task on her other ear. “There, no more Ladybug.”

Marinette couldn’t hold back her tears. She had lost.

“Oh come on. Don’t you want to know where you went wrong?” He seemed almost gentle now.

The girl nodded.

“It was probably because you made me fall for you.” He chuckled at her forlorn expression. “Really though, it was because you turned me down last week like it was nothing and then had the guts to ask out some random kid instead of me.”

She blinked in confusion. “How could I have asked you out if I already turned you down?”

He looked condescendingly at her. “You turned me down as Adrien, Marinette, not Chat.”

“Oh.” She said softly.

“I thought that you had a crush on Adrien and it would have been simpler to date as ourselves. Yet you had no hesitation in dismissing me and my feelings.”

“I was trying to get over you. Adrien you.” She grimaced and tried to take deeper breaths as his hand had loosened a bit. “I didn’t think Chat had feelings for me at all.” She shook her head slightly. “If I had known…” She bit her lip. “I’m sorry Chat.”

He blinked at her in surprise and the heart on his chest pulsed red. “You’re sorry? Wait are you saying that if I confessed to you as Chat…?” He didn’t seem to be able to continue.

She looked him in the eye. “I had, have, feelings for both sides of you.” His grip on her neck loosened further. “I shouldn’t have tried to get over Adrien you by dating some random guy.” He let go of her. “I-” She took a deep breath. “-love you.” She pulled him towards her and kissed him square on the lips.

He froze and the heart on his chest seemed to pulse rapidly before glowing brighter than ever as he started kissing her back.

Marinette’s eyes widened when his akumatized state collapsed and the akuma came flying out of his chest.

Adrien’s confused eyes stared back at her.

Wasting no time Marinette grabbed her earrings from Adrien and put them back on. She transformed and purified the akuma and was surprised by the Lucky Charm sitting on the ground from earlier. One Miraculous Ladybug later and she could feel the soreness leave her neck.

She turned to see Adrien sobbing quietly into his knees.

She pulled him into a hug. “Shh. I forgive you.” Adrien just shook his head. “Fine.” She smiled at him. “I love you, Adrien, Chat.”

He looked up at her in surprise and she took the moment to reconnect their lips.

Everything else would eventually need to be dealt with, but for now Ladybug was just glad that Adrien was alright.

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(40) (End) Ignis' pick-up poem.

Even though it is not a new realization, Ignis Scientia is aware he may be a bit too uptight and rather cold as a boyfriend to Gladiolus Amicitia.

His feelings are all true, yet he is aware he may not show it as much as he could or should. While Gladiolus does not mind and understands that’s just his way of being, Ignis has not yet stopped thinking about Gladiolus’ sweet poem, and feels a bit in debt: Gladio, in his strange, sometimes childish but always sincere and honest way, loves and appreciates him, and Ignis feels he hasn’t shown himself thankful enough.

Grateful for all those 69 attempts of flirting (…or at least some of them) and a poem, and those wonderful 5 years of relationship so far, and wanting to do something special for Gladio, Ignis has been drabbling down poem ideas in secret.

Decided to have an ultimate weapon after 39 attempts of a pick-up line, having cleaned the poem and memorized it, Ignis has come to be prepared, and awaits for an appropiate moment.

Today the hunter’s being hunted.

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