#<- just realized i'm not sure if chloe is actually your name but i'll use this tag unless you say otherwise 🤪🧍🏼‍♂️

[mlchaelwheeler]

charcoal lilac and carmine <3 i feel like we have matching brain rot

hi!!! <3 you're SO right we absolutely have matching brain rot, especially when we're reblogging from each other continually and screaming in the tags nonstop 🤪 love that

perceive me, i dare you

[pellaaearien]

happy fanfic writer's appreciation day! what's your favourite scene you've EVER written???

Oh my gosh! Hard hitting question right out of the gate I see!

Of course, any question like this is like forcing me to choose between my children, you realize. But I'm going to have to go with the first scene that comes to mind, which is the reveal scene from The Devil You Know that I'm still very proud of and worked very hard on. I consider the entire first chapter the scene, which I'm not going to quote here, just an excerpt:

The first thought Chloe had wasn’t a thought at all. Just primordial instinct, awakening after thousands of years of evolution. Danger. Run. Escape. Her whole body tensed, ready for flight. But nothing attacked her. There was no anger or bloodlust in the red eyes that bored into hers; instead a very real sadness, almost a gentleness. It looked so incongruous on that ravaged face that it shocked her out of her initial, primal response and into something more measured before she’d had a chance to move. Her instincts continued shrieking at her. Devil. Devil. There had to be something, some aura, some imprinted biological memory, because the face didn’t match any depictions of the Devil she’d ever seen. Still, there could be no doubt. The Devil was real. And he was sitting in her living room. Chloe’s subconscious couldn’t decide on an expletive strong enough so it settled for all of them at once. They said your life flashed before your eyes before you died. Chloe had never experienced such a thing herself, but apparently it also happened when you found out that your partner was the actual Devil. Every interaction they’d ever had played on fast-forward through her mind. Lucifer. Morningstar. Is that a stage name or something? God-given, I’m afraid. I got it. I got it! The name, the whole Lucifer thing, and desire’s like your superpower. More like a gift from God, really. I’m sure where he’s going, the pain’s coming. No, it’s not, actually, because I’m here- I could add an ironic twist, like I used to when I ran Hell. Oh. Oh. OH. It kept going, round and round and round in her head until she thought it would burst. The Devil? Real thing. Which meant... God? Real thing. Heaven and Hell? Real things. Fuck. Shitfuckfuck-

I'll be honest, I'm pretty sure my fondness for it isn't necessarily a reflection on its quality so much as it being an entirely unique (at least it was when I wrote it) take on the reveal scene trope. I put a lot of work into it because I wanted to get it right.

I guess that means I peaked 5 years ago 😂 But more seriously, I try to resist the temptation to just pick something from my most recent work, because what you've just written is always freshest in your mind and represents the culmination of your skill thus far.

[ltwharfy]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

Thanks to @daddygrandpaandthebeaver for tagging me!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

10.

2. What’s your total word count?

25,908 words

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Bob's Burgers

4. Top 5 fics by kudos

It's my five oldest fics, but not in release date order: 1. "I Will Call You Pet Names No One Knows" (aka 2.2k words about Rudy's name); 2. "Surely It's Okay If I Just Tell Pancake?" (Rudy tells his stuffed flounder about the events of "Bob Actually"); 3. "Former Guidance Counselor of the Bride (and Groom)" (Louise and Rudy's wedding told from the POV of Mr. Frond, of course); 4 (a tie!). "Dance Like Nobody's Watching" (Rudy sees Louise dancing to Boyz 4 Now song at a store, awkwardness ensues) and "Old Friends/Bookends" (Rudy and Louise rediscover Pancake when moving to their new apartment).

5. Do you respond to comments?

Yes! I adore getting comments. Whether its just a stream of incomprehensible happy letters or paragraphs describing favorite parts, I appreciate anyone taking the time to say something nice about my stories and I try to say something nice back to them ASAP.

6. What’s the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

So, I don't really write angst. My real job is pretty depressing (I'm a lawyer for poor people in the midwestern US!) so when I'm writing (or reading) fic, I tend to gravitate towards the sweet, soft, and silly.

That said, I think my most recent fic, "And In the Backseats We Just Tried to Find Some Room to Breath", has a kind of melancholy ending. Although the very last line is a shippy Roudise line because I couldn't help myself, the image I really want to end with- Rudy quietly sitting by himself in the backseat of his father's car looking out the window at the night sky after an emotionally draining evening, it's not angsty but I think it's less warm and fluffy than some of my other stuff.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

That would be the wedding story, I think. Not only are Louise and Rudy totally in love with each other, just married, and having a great time but Mr. Frond realizes that he has had an even bigger impact on his students' lives in ways he hadn't really thought about, and that really means a lot to me, too. I still think the last paragraph or two of that story might be my favorite thing I've written; I just go back and reread it sometimes and feel like a baseball batter watching a home run sail into the upper deck- like I totally nailed that one!

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I never have, and I really appreciate it. Everyone I've interacted with in Bob's Burgers fandom on AO3 and Tumbler has been really sweet and chill. One thing that particularly stands out to me is that first fic actually has a minor continuity error in it (I thought that Louise actually told Rudy that Chloe was flirting with him for test answers in "Bob Actually" and only discovered last month that she doesn't give that detail.) Nobody ever mentioned that to me in comments on the fic- every comment I got was just people loving the fic. Either no one noticed this or they didn't care about it enough to throw it in my face, and I appreciate that.

9. Do you write smut?

I never have, but I feel like at some point I probably will end up writing some Rudy/Louise as adults smut. Whenever I have story ideas about them when they are older the ideas inevitably end with them making out, and at some point I'll probably just decide "why stop there?"

For example, the last line of "Old Friends/Bookends" is: "'Of course…', he said, and took he took her by the hand as they eagerly headed to the bedroom." When I was writing that, just for my own amusement with no intention of keeping it in, I added: "And then they boned!" and then immediately deleted that. But, y'know, my mind goes there.

10. Do you write crossovers?

Nope. Not opposed to them, just never had an idea for one.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not to my knowledge.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Not to my knowledge.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

So, they were never actually published as fics, but when I was a kid in the early 90s I was really in to "Star Trek: The Next Generation" and developed a number of spinoff series of my own. One, "Starfleet Academy", my cousin and I created together.

14. What’s your all-time favorite ship?

I want to make some clever joke here, but I can't think of one. It's Louise/Rudy. 80% of my stories are about them. They are the reason I got into reading and then writing "Bob's Burgers" fanfic, they are the reason I am on tumblr. I've loved "Bob's Burgers" since it started, but the need for more content about them pulled me deeper into this fan community than I've been in anything else in a while.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you will?

I've tried to finish everything that I've started, but I've currently got three unfinished WIPs in Word. The one that is least likely to see the light of day, or will be really significantly reworked if it does, was a story I started this summer about teenaged Rudy being nervous about asking Louise on their first real date and talking to his dad about it. it's called "Dating Advice from Mr. 'I'd Let That Dump Me'" (which I do love as a title).

"The Amazing Rudy" has sort of made me reevaluate the way I thought about Rudy and his dad. I actually had a more positive impression of Sylvester than a lot of fans- at the risk of oversharing, it was because I thought that-even with his flaws- he seemed to be doing the divorced dad thing better than my own dad did. And, after "The Amazing Rudy", I just feel like I'd have to write more about how Rudy and Sylvester's relationship evolved over the years- and how Sylvester grew as a person and a father- to get them to the place I had them in that story. And maybe I'll want to do that at some point, but right now I don't.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Writing stories that other people invariably describe as "cute"! I'm kind of joking, but that does always happen even though I'd say really only one of my written stories was written with the express intention of being cute.

More seriously, I love (and think I'm good at) getting inside characters' heads and really describing their emotions and thought process. Rudy was the first character I wrote about, and I find it easy to get in his head because he reminds me so much of myself as a boy, but when I got compliments for writing from other characters' perspectives- especially Louise's- it made me feel like I really have a knack for that.

I also think I am pretty good at capturing the character's voices in dialogue. I really writing enjoyed "For the Boy Who has (Allergies to) Everything" because it was my first effort at writing Belcher sibling dialogue (and Sgt. Bosco!) and I was pleased with how it turned out.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Plot. I love writing about emotions and writing fun dialogue, but none of my stories have particularly involved plots. The plots are basically just a background to the feelings and/or dialogue. Half of my stories are built directly on actual episodes- I have three that are essentially episode tags, one that's basically a prologue, and one that is a missing scene focused on two background characters.

I have an outline for what would be my most plot intensive project- "Workers of the Wharf, Unite!" a story about Louise as an adult helping the Wonder Wharf employees form a union- and I've got bits of dialogue and thoughts all written out, but then there are big places that just say "stuff happens". I've yet to figure out the stuff that needs to happen. That's the hardest part for me. I hope I do figure it out eventually, because I love the idea and there's a scene I've partially drafted that would be near the end between Bob and Louise that I think would be beautiful and really encapsulates how I see Louise's character and Bob as a father.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language?

I was surprised to realize I did it once! In "The Life of the Symposium (aka Party)", I have Arnold say "Domo arigato" to Kaylee. Which would be about all the Japanese I know. But I thought it made sense for Arnold's character given his love of Karate that he would pick up a little Japanese.

I took German and Spanish at different points in my life but really don't remember much beyond ordering food (German) or asking for directions (Spanish). So, if I ever put another language in a fic, it would most likely be like Tina's song in "The Cook, the Steve, the Gayle, and Her Lover"- basic phrases used for comic effect.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

"Star Trek". This started when I was a preteen and first got into TNG. I came up with several of my own Star Trek spinoffs. First, the incredibly originally titled "Star Trek: The Third Generation", then "Star Trek: Discovery" (sadly or fortunately, no resemblance to the current show of that name beyond the ship being named Discovery), "Starfleet Command" and the Academy show I mentioned with my cousin. Most of this stuff was just done for my own amusement, but I think I may have published some of it on AOL. And I think some of the "episode" titles and summaries (the main thing I wrote) are on 3.5 by 5 floppy disks back at my mom's. (I feel so old typing that sentence knowing how few of the people who will read it will be able to relate. I am Rudy's Dad making the "Party of Five" reference to the hostess who was born in 2002.)

20. Favorite fic you’ve ever written?

I could say the wedding fic or "In the Backseats..." because they both mean a lot to me but I'm going to go with one I haven't mentioned yet "Happy Anniversary (Whenever It Is...)" It was written for a Flufftober prompt and in response to "The Amazing Rudy" and it is the one fic I really wrote with the explicit intent of being cute. It's about high school age Louise and Rudy, who are officially a couple, playfully arguing over what their anniversary date should be. it is loaded with as many callbacks as I could cram into it, and just a lot of fun dialogue. It includes two really nerdy jokes that may be my favorite jokes in any of my stories.

It is also really my love letter to that relationship. Putting aside any shippy/romance aspect, I just think they've done such an amazing job showing those two characters growing closer together in a way that just feels like the natural growth of a friendship. They have such a better understanding of each other, and are so much closer at the end of "The Amazing Rudy" then they were at the end of "Carpe Museum" and you can see that developing logically as a result of other episodes like "The Kids Rob A Train" and "House of 1,000 Bounces", and "The Hawkening", etc. Someday, I may write an essay about that...

Also, I think that story has the vibe of the framing story to one of those clip shows that TV shows used to make (I especially associate them with 80s sitcoms like "Family Ties"). Like it would be:

Louise: What about the wine train...

CUT TO clip from "The Kids Rob A Train"

And as someone who grew up on 80s/90s sitcoms, I actually kind of love that!

[virtualworldgirl]

#1 Today, I decided to make a blog.

I went to work today, it was my last shift in my current position. I have been promoted and will work in a different store starting Tuesday. I'm excited. I work in a jewelry store, I just graduated college and I just moved to Brooklyn, I feel like everything started. I took the train home, got off at a random stop; Graham Ave, my friend Sophie lives off that stop. I walked around and stopped inside a plant store, there was a parrot named Finlay there, I spent a lot of time looking at the plants because I really want to own and care for a lot of them. However, I'm not ready for the responsibility yet. first step: finish moving in. I spent a lot of time looking at the Orchid's, they remind me of my mom and I'm intrigued by their challenge yet I turned around and walked to the bookstore instead. Very cute store had fun browsing. They had a lot of prints of the Dante Inferno book pages, which although I wanted to buy, I have the exact copy the photos are from so decided against it.

I headed home and said hello to my boyfriend, Jeremy. He spent the day skating in Bedford, where I will be working. He's never really spent time in that area. I then took a walk to a prospective pho place. Something about me, I love pho. It's my favorite meal, I would absolutely love to have a pho place within walking distance. I enjoyed the walk, the restaurant had an interesting ambience. I realize now looking back I was blinded by my desire to have a pho place and all the little gimmicks distracted me...I'm often a victim of marketing.

I took a seat in the corner by the window, a table big enough for one. It was the type of restraints where you scan a QR code on your phone and order directly off your phone and pay and they just bring out the food after. If my grandma is reading this, can you believe that exists. I'm serious. You never speak to the waiter until they bring out your food. I ordered Vietnamese iced coffee, veggie spring rolls and the rare beef pho.

The coffee was really yummy. The food itself was yummy but also only okay compared to what I've had. I guess sort of bland. The spring rolls I would order again with the pork to compare because I felt those may be better. The pho. First of all, the utensils were kept in a drawer under the table. Why that matters, I'm not sure but it was definitely cool in the moment. Okay, here's the thing. It doesn't take a lot to make a good bowl of pho. The veggies were yummy, the noodles were yummy, The meat actually was very very good. I often avoid the meat in Pho because It never tastes exactly right. However, I kept looking for it in this bowl and was disappointed in the portion size. I digress. The most important aspect for me in a bowl of pho. Is the broth. The broth must be so flavorful and yum that I want to put it in a cup and drink. Most places deliver this easily, that's because most places use beef broth for the pho. This pho place uses a clear broth. So while it was good and the broth was flavored via the rare beef ,veggies, lime, and siracha...it was not very flavorful and very lacking. As much as I wanted this place to be the one... I don't think it will be. However I could still see myself going again just because it's close. I came back home, said hello to Jeremy and the my dear friend Chloe came over to visit my new apartment. I told her about my blog idea, we shared a few laughs, had a nice chat and then she went home. I really enjoy living in Brooklyn. I go outside a lot more, I walk around a lot which is nice exercise and I get to spend a lot of time with Jeremy. Even now, I just get to sit next to him and do my own thing, we really know how to coexist I think and it's really nice. We walked to a food drunk by our apartment and I got a taco and he got a burrito. I ordered beef but got chicken but It was still really good. One day, I'll get the beef taco. I don't know how regularly I will write, I hope often. I like this form of journaling because there's an aspect of performance since people could potentially read it so I want my writing to be presentable, organized and engaging. Yet, this isn't something that gets put in front of a large amount of people's faces so reading it is by choice.

I hope you enjoyed gem

[nix-the-night]

Life is strange

Howdy, lovely person who is reading this.

Well, right now I'm with a writer block and I can't start writing my book right away, but I feel like I have to write something, because it's been a long time since I've written anything and I don't want to get rusty. Because of that, I took a random subject that I thought about a while ago, and I'm going to start writing about it, so let's go.

My favorite game of all time is something I wasn't quite sure of until a while ago, but that changed when at the end of last solar year, I played a game that would not only definitely become my favorite game of all time, but it would also be something that would change my life and worldview forever (or at least I think so, since well, it's only been like 2 months since I finished it, so there's no way to be sure how it's going to be from here on out, but at least the game gave me a lot of inspiration to write some stories). 

Life is strange is a game where you control Max, a girl who suddenly discovers that she has the power to rewind time and uses it to try to solve different problems in her life at her school. This is a very simple and very summarized synopsis that doesn't show even 10% of what the game really is, because, to be honest, the game is about a girl with a life full of problems living with the world around her and all the shit that involves him and the people she knows, while trying to solve a mystery that actually serves much more just as a thread driver to be able to show the problems and incredible relationships with the characters.

Really, the game is amazing, everything about it makes you feel amazing playing it, the characters are captivating, the story is beautiful, the soundtrack is wonderful and everything about that game is fantastic, the way they deal with the characters' problems and how it impacts the plot and each of them is amazing and makes you cry like a baby while watching it all happen, it's awesome. The game changed my life, not only because it was an amazing game, or because it made me cry or something. It really made me see things differently, really, Chloe's relationship with her stepdad basically made me reconcile things with my stepdad, who I don't have a very good relationship with; the game made me see people in a much deeper way, and it made me love photography so much that I now plan to take a course or even a college about it in the future. But one thing that I just thought while writing this that makes me like the game even more, is the character of Max, because now I realize how I relate to her, she is also introverted, nerdy, insecure and full of problems that she feel like always has to deal, she also tries her best to really help the people around her with her power, and that's pretty awesome. I could say that I would like to have Max's power too, but knowing what happens throughout the game, I know that's not a good idea, but the idea of ​​being able to rewind time seems incredible to me, If I had that, maybe I wouldn't have so many problems sometimes, and maybe I would have more courage to help people.

Anyway, I think Max has now become my favorite character because of that. Before I thought it was Chloe (which, by the way, after I played ended up defining exactly the type of person I like, regardless of whether it's a boy or a girl, dating someone with Chloe Price's personality and style would be a dream come true for me) but now I see it's definitely Max.

Oh, and a quick curiosity in case someone actually reads this diary: initially, I thought of using the name “noir angel” on the blog, because of the nickname Max had online.

Yeah, I think now I've written enough today, now I think I can relax without thinking I'm being useless by just watching “how I met your mother” instead of reading or writing, or doing exercises. By the way, I think I'll do that now, I'm still feeling fat from eating those cookies. Hey, this could be a good topic for a next post: the fact that I feel guilty every time I eat something. But that's a pretty big title, so I guess I'll have to come up with a better one later.

Anyway… take care.

Goodbye.

[tinyboxxtink]

"Doppelganger" *Part 4*

I don't know why I do this, I'm such a little shit. I'm leaving this here, the biggest cliffhanger yet and I might not get one done tomorrow! MWAHAHHAHAHAHAA. No I'm just kidding, but seriously it might not go up until most of you go to bed so I'm sorry if you miss it!

This had to pick up though, it was kind of lagging. Gotta get that super angst/suspense ramped up!!!

I'll leave you to ponder that now as you go into this, mwhahaaha.

[Side note the position of the gif's *CHEF KISS* MWAH!!! I didn't even try and do that. It's so beautiful.]

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You decided to grab Rafael’s favorite dish from a nearby deli, got something for yourself and Gabi, and headed up to the DA’s building.

“Wow, fancy,” Gabi remarked as you walked inside.

“I guess,” You shrugged. You had become so used to it when you worked for him, it wasn’t really anything special to you now. You walked down the hall and noted Rafael's new intern, a young guy of course, on your insistence. You knocked on the door softly, having some ‘nam flashbacks of the last time you knocked on this door.

“You ok?” Gabi asked you with a concerned face. “You look pale,”

That could be due to the fact that Rafael was not answering you, now you really WERE having a PTSD panic.

“Rafael?!” You poked your head in, terrified for some reason. To your relief, he was just on the phone.

“Uh huh, yes, yes sir, alright judge I’ll see you this afternoon,” He smiled at you and waved you in as he hung up with the judge. His face scrunched up when he saw you had a guest with you.

“...Who’s this?” He looked at Gabi suspiciously.

“This is my friend Gabi,” You introduced her as she gave a friendly wave.

“....And when did you meet Gabi, exactly?” Rafael still eyed her warily.

“Excuse me?” Gabi asked in an offended tone.

“Rafael, what are you doing?” You asked him through gritted teeth.

“You don’t think Nevada would have plants?” Rafael kept his eye on Gabi, who was starting to sweat. Gabi’s pulse quickened, she tried her best to keep a cool, calm expression.

“Rafael!” You hissed. “Are you kidding me?!”

“Who’s Nevada?” Gabi played dumb.

“Nobody, nothing-- it’s nothing, don’t worry about it,” You waved your hands dismissively.

“What’s your story, Gabi? Do you have a last name?” He kept on her, noting her quickening nervous state.

“RAFAEL,” You grabbed his shoulder.

“Y/N,” He repeated back at you. He looked at Gabi-- “Can you excuse us a moment?” He then pulled you to the side.

“Baby, please be smart about this--”

“So what, I’m just not supposed to have any friends?” You scoffed.

“You have friends! You have Chloe,” He pointed out.

“Oh my god--” You looked to the side trying not to lose it in the office. “Rafael this is exactly what I’m talking about, you need to stop trying to control my life.. Stop trying to be my FATHER,”

Gabi couldn’t help but laugh as she heard you call him your father; clearly you had some raging daddy issues. Rafael glared at her, making her quickly stop.

“We’ll talk about this later,” Rafael started to walk back to his desk, dismissing you.

“Oh will we, dad?” You crossed your arms. “Am I grounded now? I can’t hang out with my friends until I apologize for talking back to you?”

“Y/N, please leave before I say something I regret,” He clenched his fist.

“No, please go on, father,” You spat. “Please, tell me what else I can and can’t do. Maybe you want to pick out my clothes for tomorrow? Escort me to my classes?” You yelled mockingly.

Gabi was enjoying the show, already planning her celebratory dinner with Nevada. Once he heard she drove a wedge between the two of you so he could swoop in would please him so much, he’d fuck her so fast it would make Marcella’s fake tits fall off.

“....Maybe I wouldn’t have to act like your father if you didn’t act like such a CHILD. God it’s no wonder they didn’t want to come see you!” He pounded the desk, then suddenly realized he had said the last part out loud.

Your face turned pale, your mouth dropped open as tears stung your eyes. You couldn’t believe that he had just said that-- he threw your biggest secret in your face like that, in front of a stranger no less. You stared at Gabi, who looked incredibly uncomfortable and confused. She was secretly celebrating being able to look anything else but as nervous as she felt while being interrogated by Rafael.

“Y/N….I didn’t mean--” Rafael immediately went to your side, trying to hold you and apologize.

“Yes you did,” You growled, trying not to cry. “You know what, I need a break,”

“...A break?” Rafael’s brows furrowed. “From me?”

“Yes, Rafael. A break from YOU,” You turned and started to stomp out of the office but Rafael grabbed your arm.

“Carino come on, don’t do this, not now--” Rafael begged you, still not trusting Gabi’s face.

“Oh right, because if you’re not beside me 24/7 I’m going to get kidnapped or something, right?!” You cried as tears dripped down your face.

Gabi was awestruck she was actually watching this conversation take place. Were they fucking with her? Did they know what was going on?

“I’m not saying that, but-- look please, please, listen to me--” He pleaded with you just as you had pleaded with him at the church that awful day.

“NO, Rafael,” You broke free from his grasp. “I’m tired of you thinking that you’re better than me, that you need to protect me like I’m a baby bird,”

“Um maybe I should--” Gabi motioned towards the door.

“YES you should,” Rafael huffed.

“NO, don’t bother Gabi, we’re leaving,” You huffed harder.

“...I’ll see you at home?” Rafael asked you softly.

“What did I just say?!” You rolled your eyes. “I’ll be at Chloe’s, don’t call or text me for a few days,”

“No, no I can’t do that--” Rafael protested.

“Either that or take this back,” You took off your ring and held it out to him. Gabi began to panic again, she knew she had to get that ring.

“Seriously? Don’t you think you’re--”

“What, acting like a child, Rafael?” You glared at him. “I’m trying NOT to, I just-- I just want to calm down, so just-- give me a few days,” You slipped your ring back on to Gabi’s relief. Then you nodded to her to follow her out and you both left Rafael’s office.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have--” Gabi tried to act apologetic, but was secretly giddy inside.

“No, it’s not your fault,” You wiped the angry tears from your face. “I um...I need some time to myself right now though,”

“Of course,” Gabi nodded as if she was being kind and understanding, but really she couldn’t wait to call Nevada.

“Cool, I’ll um-- I’ll see you in class,” You were so out of it from being so upset you didn’t notice the huge smile crawl across Gabi’s face as she turned and ran the opposite way you were walking, dialing her phone.

“....Vada? I’ve got your perfect in,”

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A few days latter was your final. You had to perform Shakespearean monologues on the big main stage of the University, and you were terrified. You were kicking yourself that you had told Rafael you needed space as you paced back and forth backstage. You hadn't talked or texted him since you had stormed out of his office the other day.

“Hey, you okay?” Gabi came up to you from the side door.

“No, I-- I should call Rafa, I need him,” You went to get your phone but Gabi stopped you.

“Well, clearly he knows that,” Gabi gave you a smile, nodding to the audience.

You looked out to see Rafael sitting in the second row of the theater. When he saw you, he gave you a loving look and a small wave. You sighed happily; he knew you better than you knew yourself. He knew you’d need him here, and here he was. You loved him so much, you just wanted to go and kiss him and tell him you were sorry, but there would be time after your test.

Soon enough it was your turn, and you recited your monologue absolutely perfectly-- staring into Rafael’s beautiful green eyes the entire time. As soon as you were done, Rafael stood up and applauded loudly, making you giggle and blush.

Your professor looked a bit annoyed that your fiancé was there making a show of himself, but congratulated you on a job well done. You walked down the stairs and out into the house where Rafael met you with open arms and a dozen roses.

“Mi amor,” He beamed, as you jumped into his arms.

“I’m sorry,” You apologized as you snuggled into his chest. “I shouldn’t have been so--”

“No no no, shhhh,” He raised your face to look at him, his face so tender and pure. “I’m sorry carino, I never should have brought up your parents, I know how much you miss them,”

“Thank you for coming,” You kissed him gently, feeling complete again. He deepened the kiss, slipping his tongue down your throat and biting your lip.

“Raffi!” You broke apart and hit him playfully, glancing around to make sure no one saw such a dirty kiss.

“What? I haven’t seen you in a few days, I missed...this,” He grabbed your ass with both hands. You didn’t know what had gotten into him, although you realized you actually hadn’t spent more than a day apart before since you’d gotten together-- maybe you should punish him more often!

“Well, let’s go take care of that then,” You grinned devilishly, grabbing his own perfect little peaches in your dainty hands.

“I know just the place, carino,” He grabbed your hand and pulled you out the side doors.

You hadn’t realized that Gabi had been missing since before you started your monologue, and you hadn’t noticed that she had taken your phone from your purse while you were onstage. Currently, she was at the front doors of the theater lobby, arguing with….the REAL Rafael.

“Look lady, I don’t know who you think you are, but I think I know my fiancé better than you. She needs me!” He yelled.

“And I’m pretty sure I heard her say she NEEDS space, pendejo,” She blocked him from entering the theater.

“Is there a problem here?” Javi came over, dressed in a campus security uniform.

“Yes sir, this stranger is trying to burst in on a PRIVATE class, to stalk a student,” Gabi acted very concerned for her friend's safety.

“STALK a student--? Are you fucking kidding me? Kid look she’s--”

“I’m afraid I’m going to have to ask you to leave, sir,” Javi started to escort Rafael out.

“Excuse me? Look man I’m the ADA of New York I’m not some rando--” Rafael started to argue.

“Anyone on campus without a student or faculty ID is strictly prohibited, sir,” Javi lied. “Even if you are the ADD,” He messed up his title just to fuck with Rafael.

“The ADA!” He yelled as Javi pushed him out the front door and shut it, locking it behind him.

“Well, that was easy,” He smirked at Gabi, giving her a fist bump. Rafael saw it from outside the doors.

That could not be good….

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Meanwhile

“Rafael” led you to a huge limo, helping you get inside.

“Wow, this is a step up from an Uber,” You joked.

“Well, I knew this was a big day for my baby, and I knew I had a lot to make up for,” Rafael smiled, kissing you deeply as you both got in the car, lips locked.

“God I missed you,” You giggled, kissing him over and over. It was true, even for a few days without him was like torture. His smell, his lips, his touch-- you needed it all.

If only you knew you were about to give it all away to someone you didn’t even know.

[miraculousamara]

The link is the part prior to the rest of it. Well both are chapter two, but still.

Scene: The locker room. Ivan is upset. The akuma flies in and infects Ivan's wadded-up song lyrics.

Hawk Moth: (from his lair) This is your second chance, Stoneheart, and this time you have extra help. No one will stop you from capturing the love of your life. Just remember, I'll need something in return.

(Ivan is akumatized into Stoneheart again. He opens his eyes and all the other stone beings across Paris start waking up.)

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Cameron's POV:

"I'm gonna take attendance." Miss Bustier says

"Agreste, Adrien." She says

"You say present." I hear Nino whisper

Adrien jumps up and raises his hand.

"PRESENT!" He yells

I can't help myself from laughing. But Chloe doesn't glare at me because she's doing it too.

Adrien sits back down and Nino and him fist-bump.

"Um Bourgeois, Cameron." She says

"Present." I say

"Bourgeois,Chloe." She says

"Present." Chloe says

"Um Bruel, Ivan?" She asks

Suddenly the door is knocked down.

"PRESENT!" Stoneheart bellows.

"Stoneheart?" I say

"MYLENE!" He shouts and grabs her

"Let me go Ivan." She says

"I'm Stoneheart now." He says

"Why are you doing this?" Mylene asks

"So we can be together forever." He says

I see Chloe on her phone.

Oh no, she's gonna drag attention to herself isn't she?

"Daddy! The monster is back!" Chloe says

"Chloe!" I say jumping in front of her, but he grabs both of us

Stoneheart breaks a wall, and jumps out with us.

"Put us down Ivan!" Mylene says

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"You are so utterly ridiculous Cameron!" Chloe says

"What did I do wrong this time?" I ask

"Everything!" Chloe yells

"Hey buddy! You have no idea who you're dealing with! My daddy, the mayor will bring the army, the police and the entire calvary!" Chloe yells

"And don't forget the superheroes!" Says Cat Noir

"Chloe please stop talking, I don't want to get crushed!" I say worried

"Cat Noir!" I say relieved

He hits Stoneheart and he grows.

"My bad.." he says

"You mean the super incompetent!" Chloe says

"And here I thought you were related." He jokes

"Please save us Cat Noir." I say

"You wanted the calvary? Well here it is!" Stoneheart says as the Stonebeings come around Cat Noir, trying to capture him.

"Watch out!" Mylene says

"Where are we going Ivan?" She asks

"We'll deliver a message,  then be brought together forever by a pretty black butterfly." He says

"All this lovey dovey stuff is making me sick!" Says Chloe

"Don't worry monsters, I'll take care of you soon too!" He says

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At the Eiffel Tower

"Let go of my daughters!" My father yells through a megaphone

"You know what? You're welcome to them!" Stoneheart yells throwing us.

"Help!" I yell

"I'm gonna die with my evil sister!" I say a little more quietly

"Help! I promise I'll be nice to everyone, say please and thank you all-" Chloe says

Ladybug catches us.

"I didn't promise." Chloe says

"What?" Ladybug says

Chloe and I for once have the same idea and rush to our father. I mean this is all strange and confusing..

We hug him.

"My little princesses." He says

"Time to attack! We're all clear!" Says Officer Roger

Has he not been paying attention? They just get stronger with each attack..

"Wait don't! They'll only get stronger!" Ladybug pleads

"Unlike you guys, we actually have a new plan! So step aside and let the pros handle this! You've already failed once!" He says

Well that's just rude.

I watch the confidence drain from Ladybug until she is given a pep talk by Cat Noir.

Suddenly Stoneheart starts coughing profusely until a cloud of black butterflies form the face of what appears to be some sort of man.

"Daddy.. what is that?" I ask

"I wish I knew." He says honestly

"People of Paris, listen to the words I speak. I am Hawkmoth." Says the cloud.

"Did he say Hawkmoth was his name?" I ask

"He must be the head supervillain.." I say

"Oh shut up Cameron." Chloe says

He's made up of the butterflies, I mean it is a reasonable assumption. But Chloe just hates when I speak I think.

"Ladybug and Cat Noir give up the ring and the earrings now. You've caused enough damage to these innocent people!" He says

"They've caused damage?!" I shout

"You're the one who created a supervillain who threw me and almost turned me into a Cameron Pancake!" I yell angrily

"Yeah nice try Hawkmoth. But everyone here knows who the supervillain creating bad guy is here. So don't even bother trying to reverse the roles." Ladybug says

"Let me promise you this! No matter how long it takes we will find you! And you will give us your miraculous!" She yells

"Time to de-evilize!" Ladybug yells as she swipes up the black butterflies.

Wow she's so cool!

"Let me make this promise to you Parisians! No matter what dangers await us in the future, Ladybug and Cat Noir will always be here to protect you!" She says

Suddenly thousands of white butterflies fly out from her yo-yo.

"That's the problem with heroes! They're too heroic! Stoneheart, they're trying to separate you from the one you love! The only way to stop them is by taking their miraculouses." I hear Hawkmoth tell Stoneheart

"Yes Hawkmoth!" He says

"Help me!" I hear Mylene shout.

"You'll never take her from me!" He yells

"Ladybug we're surrounded! We need a plan!" Says Cat Noir

"I've got one! Lucky Charm!" She says

A parachute falls into her hand.

"Help me! I'm scared of heights!" Mylene says

"Don't worry! We'll save you!" Ladybug says

"Are you sure this plan will work?" Cat Noir asks

"I sure hope so!" Ladybug says

She uses her yo-yo to wrap Stoneheart's hand up. As she pulls on it, Mylene ends up kissing Stoneheart.

He lets go, Mylene grabs a hold of his finger.

Cat Noir throws a dark purple object up to Ladybug who crushes it with her yo-yo.

The black butterfly flies out.

"De-evilize!" She says

As she's about to catch the butterfly, Stoneheart changes back to Ivan, and he and Mylene start falling fast.

"Cat Noir! Get Ivan!" Ladybug says

"Cataclysm!" He yells

He slides down the Eiffel Tower with Ivan.

Ladybug uses the parachute to land safely with Mylene, while capturing the butterfly.

"Bye bye little butterfly.."

"Miraculous Ladybug!" She yells throwing the parachute into the air.

Suddenly millions of tiny little Ladybugs start repairing all damage caused by the incident.

"Wow this is Amazing!" Cat Noir says

"Yeah. It's.. Miraculous!" Ladybug says

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"Chloe, Daddy, let's go home." I say

"I agree, I've had far too much excitement in one day." Chloe says

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The Next Day, at school

Lucky for me I made it to class before Chloe and Sabrina for once, because I decided not to wait up for them.

Marinette and Alya enter the classroom.

"Wait Alya, here." Marinette says motioning to the seats in front of me.

I smirk lightly.

"Ugh! You're in the wrong seat! Get lost!" Chloe says

"Well guess what Chloe, All that is necessary for the triumph of evil, is that good people do nothing!" Marinette says

Maybe she's right...

Maybe today is the day I stand up for myself too..

"What's that even supposed to mean?" Chloe asks

"It means that I'm not putting up with your crud anymore, Chloé, and neither is anyone else around here, so take your attitude and go on, get lost!" She says

I stand up.

"You know what Chloe, she's right!" I say

"Cameron don't you dare say another word!" Chloe says

Everyone gasps shocked.

"No! Chloe I'm done. I want to be me! Not you! I'm done being a mean, bossy, bulky like you all the time. I'm done wearing what you tell me to! I'm done doing what you want me to! We may be twins, but I am my own person and I'm gonna prove it!" I say

Everyone starts clapping.

I blush when I realize I said I everything.

"Take that back now!" Chloe says

"No! For the first time in a long time, I'm proud of myself and mean every word I've said!" I say

"And Chloe your attitude is Utterly Ridiculous, so just sit down already!" I say

She gasps angrily and sits in Marinette's old seat.

All the other students laugh at her..

"Woah.. I can't believe I just did that." I say

"Marinette.. your confidence inspired me, thank you." I say with a smile.

"Really?" She asks

"Yeah." I say smiling again

"I'm glad I could help." She says

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After class

"Just so you know, you'll regret siding with Dupain-Cheng over me." Chloe says

"You know what Chloe.." I say

"Bring it on." I say

[nihilisticbrock]

Taedmere|Show Them What The Willow Holds(TWO)

(Also posted on my wattpad tatedixon.)

"Show them when—"

"Het.Jank 'what'.Madin laka.(No.Its 'what'.Start over.)"Adianna stood over Chloe's shoulder watching as her finger trailed the old book of Nazdust to English.

“Show them what the Willow holds."Chloe said with a smile,although a little weird out by the odd language."Giena cotali(very good)!!"Adianna praised as the smaller girl got up and ran to her father,repeating the English words until they became familiar.

"Laman(Father)!Show them what the Willow holds!"She said with glee as she climbed onto her fathers lap,smiling when his face lit up."I am a good teacher,no?"Adianna smirked as she leaned against the door frame,looking into Codie and Cameron's room."Very.I'm surprised anything you taught her actually stuck she barley could introduce herself last cycle.Klang h hon lonlil panak(look at my little girl)!"

"I think we start on the alphabet tomorrow,now that she knows our words.Cotali(yeah)?" Although the smaller girl didn't understand what was said before,she nodded vigorously,eager to learn more English.

"That sounds amazing.For now,go into town and find your brother,please?"Cameron gave the girl a puppy-dog look,pouting while fighting his smile."Where should he be?Make my job easier?"

"The worship hall at the edge of town,probably.He was helping John with the bunker."

"Bani(see you)!"She shouted as she stepped out the door and quickly made her way to the worship hall at the end of the market road.

Not bothering to knock or call out for her brother and uncle,she immediately when through the main hallway and out the back door,making her way to the bunker."Jaren?John?"She called down into the hole."Hen justal(you there),Jaren?!"

"Cotali(yes)!"His face popped up infront of the girl and scared her,knocking her back into the bush over the bunkers entrance."I'm sorry,lanoka(sister)!"He said as he crawled out,John behind him."Z-zanapop hen,lanon(fuck you,brother)."The blonde said out of breath,leaning into the bush,making the men chuckle."Cameron called me to get you,"she said,grabbing John's hand as he pulled her up.

"What's he need?"

"I don't know."The girl shrugged,wiping off her dress.

"Real helpful,Addi."

A shrill scream broke their conversation,all the way down the market road and at the edge of the docks.They ran quickly,meeting up with a large crowd of people scattering the opposite way,including their family."Het(no)!!The vikings are coming!"Codie pulled Adianna to their home while the men helped the civilians into the bunker,quickly covering the hatch up and running back to the home.

Chloe hid under a bed Adianna,holding her hand as she sung a song that her grandmother used to sing her.Loud war cries could be heard approaching the home at the edge of town,growing louder by the second.

The Huckslie's left the door wide open.Standing in the main room with stone impressions on their faces."Where are all your people?"A man with puffy hair asked,flipping his hair as her got close to Ryissa.

"They're all in Konpeir.We expected this would happen so we prepared,"Ryaan spoke as calmly as possible,holding his wife's hand."Are they now?"The mans voice was extremely deep for his face.He appeared only 19 years of age yet sounded like the grown man you expected to run a viking clan."Because,"he handed his battle ax to a younger boy next to him,"I don't particularly like liars.If you would like to tell me we're your people and your valuables really are...I'd consider not skinning them all alive."

"Konpeir."Ryaan stood strong."It is just us."

"You know,that's odd because we've already taken over Konpeir..."the mans words caused the family's hearts to hit the floor,"and I've not heard of any large groups staying there.Have you,Malaki?"

"No."The man in the front of the group hummed,cracking his knuckles before throwing a hard punch at the Ushtonna leader."I said I didn't like liars,Mr...I'm sorry,I didn't catch your name."

"Ryaan,Huckslie."The father said as he spat out blood,looking under the bed form his new place on the floor and giving the girls a reassuring smile and mumbling that he loved them."Well,rest in peace,Sir Huckslie."The vikings swung down his ax,taking of the mans head in one quick hit.The family all screamed,huddling into each other while Adianna's hands covered Chloes eyes and mouth,trying to keep their whereabouts hidden from the pagans that killed her father in cold blood.

"Now if someone wants to tell me,where's your crap?!"He grabbed Ryissa's elbow and yanked her to him,her back against his chest."Someone should tell me...before momma here gets hurt."

"Don't,"Ryissa strained against the dagger pressed flush against her neck,"don't do it."

The family kept her wish,instead watching silently as the man killed her,leaving three of the Huckslie's orphans.

As she watched her mother's body fall next to her fathers,a particularly loud sob wracked Adianna's body."Who was that,"finally another viking spoke up."'Twas me,"Codie said,trying to keep her daughter and sister save."You don't seem to be crying,red bird."The younger boy, know as Malaki,pushed Codie to the floor and walked over to the bed,hearing the sobs and sniffles grow louder.

"What have we got here,"Malaki said,easily flipping the bed and looking down at the girls as they scrambled to get up,Adianna letting Chloe run out to the back door and watching her run to the woods before the viking boy pulled her back."Oh no,no,"he said softly,looking at the girl as she struggled in his arms."Chloe,keep running!Find Janson!"A hand was slapped over her mouth and she was pulled away from the door.

"Looky here,"Malaki pushed her down,smirking as she backed herself into a wall.Her hair was stuck to her head and her eyes were wide as she saw her parents corpses closer,her jaw hung open for a moment before the raven haired boy pushed it closed."Wheres Chloe,"Cameron asked,on the verge of a panic attack."Shut up,"The main viking said,walking to the girl."She ran.I told her to find Janson."

"I said shut up,girl,are you deaf?"She looked up to the man and held no expression,the only clue to what she was feeling was her tear stained cheeks."Are you deaf,I asked?!"

"No!I'm not deaf!"

"Who are you?"Malaki asked,seeming not so menacing as he leaned down to her level."Adianna Huckslie."

"Oooh.Sorry 'bout that then.Was that momma and daddy dearest?"

"...Yes."Her voice broke,making the vikings chuckle,her family look down in shame."Have you lost someone like that before?"She shook her head and kept her eyes straight at the wall infront of her."Would you like to loose more like that?"She shook her head again."Then you can show me were your people are?"

"Addi,no,"Jaren was cut off by a man slapping him,sending him to the floor,John quickly bending down to help him."Well?I can promise that I will spare your family."

"Vikings are dirty cheats,and their promises mean the same as chicken shit."She hissed,finally daring to look the man in the eye,tears freely falling,not stopping her."Huh.Cute."He stood and made the family stand in a line.

Malaki stood beside the girl all the while,staring down at her and taking in her features."I wonder which one of these assholes you care about most,Addi?Want to make it easy and tell me?"

"Zanapop hen(fuck you.),"she whispered."What was that,doll?"She slowly stood up,"I'll show you...Our people,our gold.I'll take them to you."

The family protested,not daring to move with the archer pointing at the line."Good,"he said in a menacing tone,"you don't mind if we tie up your hands,do you?"She rolled her eyes and held out her wrist.

She lead them down the road,gulping to try and ease her tension."Whats your names,"she asked suddenly,still looking forward."Mines Ezra,this is my brother Malaki,"those were the only names she memorized,only taking others into the back of her mind.

"I don't apologize for killing your parents,"Ezra said,"it had to be done."

"Sure,I get it."Her words shocked the group."You do?"

She nodded,"power does not come easily.And neither does ego.You killed my parents because you could,you wanted to.Wanted to prove a point.The point that you think you are stronger than us but in reality you haven't realized yet that we all have much stronger mentalities than you pagans."

The girls sass truly amused the vikings,most woman in places they've taken over had been sobbing and screaming,kicking and praying to be let go.But this girl told them right to their faces that she believed them to be cowards.

"A sassy little girl like that needs to be claimed,"a man said with a snicker,making Malaki stop and turn to him with a deadly glare."No,"he slid his blade across the mans neck,making everyone stop and look on in confusion."Nobody should talk about a princess like that,"he said in response to the looks people gave him.

“I'm no princess."She said simply,ignoring the blood on Malaki's hand and he grabbed the rope around her wrist and dragged her quicker."You will be the Taedmere princess.You will marry me,"he said in a matter-of-fact-tone.

"What?!"

"I didn't stutter,Addi."