#another mlb drabble

[beanswrites]

Ok, request time! Miraculous Ladybug with Marc x Nathaniel. Slightly angsty Drabble that’s mostly fluff; Marc freaks out because on one of his date nights, that’s when he’ll turn into his weregoat form (humanoid and non-feral). Nath catches him (painfully) transforming anyways and thinks he looks adorable.

From The Horns To The Hooves

ngl i have never heard of the term "weregoat" before but hey, you learn something new everyday!

anyway this drabble is slightlyyy angsty but mostly fluff!!

pairing: Nathaniel x Marc (from MLB)

tags: angst, insecurity, painful transformation, weregoats?, comfort, fluff

summary: nathaniel catches marc as he's transforming into his weregoat form

this is my first time writing something even remotely close to this (were-creatures and all) so i hope i did right and that you like it!!

requests open!! | masterlist | rules for requesting

No, not now!

This was the absolute worst thing that could've happened to Marc today. Not the fact that his hair looked a little too shaggy for his liking, not that his outfit wasn't perfect for the movie date he had with Nath, but the fact that he was starting to transform!

"God, no! Not today!" He muttered as he sat down on his bed, bending over in pain.

How would he even excuse himself? He couldn't just bail on his boyfriend without any reason. And he definitely couldn't say "Hey, Nath, I'm transforming into half a goat and it hurts beyond your imagination so I can't watch The Ninja Turtles movie today"!

As many different excuses went through his head, his tranformation progressed quickly. Marc winced and writhed in pain, trying his best to ignore the pulcing headache the rapidly growing horns gave him.

His feet also hurt way more than he knew was possible, so he took off his sneakers to avoid them being ripped open by his hooves (again).

"Marc, honey, Nath's here to pick you up. Are you ready?"

Nononononono-

"Uhh, mom, I'm feeling sick, maybe it's best if he didn't come in.."

The silence after was deafening. Marc took that as a good thing, since he was relieved that his boyfriend won't see him in his were-goat form.

Suddenly, just as his transformation reached it's peak, someone opened the door.

"Marc, are you okay? Your mom told me you were feeling sick-"

Nathaniel's mouth swung open when he saw in what state his boyfriend was. The ravenette shied away, feeling a bit too exposed and seen for his liking. Even though Nathaniel was his safe person, someone he'd never feel too shy or embarassed about, he was still ashamed that he had to see him like this.

"S-sorry, Nath, I-I.."

Nathaniel's eyes quickly trailed over his boyfriend's fluffy, goat body in shock. He noticed the way Marc was shivering and basically writhing in pain. He took a couple of steps to him, petting his hair gently.

"You look.."

Gross? Disgusting? Monstruous? Horrible? Freakish?

"Adorable"

Marc was left in shock, a slight pink tint rising in his cheeks.

"But-t Nath..?"

"It hurts, doesn't it?"

All Marc could do was nod and humm in pain.

"Mhmm.."

"Wanna stay here..? We could draw, or watch anime or something?" Nath suggested with a smile.

"Sure.."

They hugged, and the ginger felt the sides of his boyfriend's horns nudging him.

"Can I touch them?"

Another nod. Nathaniels gentle fingers went all over the sharp horns while he sweetly kissed Marc's cheek.

"Marc, I.. I love you, all of you, from the horns to the hooves, yeah?"

The goat-boy smiled sweetly, cuddling against his boyfriend as they pulled up some anime to watch.

He knew. Nathaniel loved him just as he was. Horns and hooves and all.

that's all for this one!! thank you for reading, and thanks for the request! follow for more! <3

[fieldsofview]

20 Questions (for fanfic writers)

I got tagged by the absolutely lovely @sarah-sandwich Thank you!!

1. how many works do you have on ao3?

17 :)

2. what's your total ao3 word count?

157,867 (2/3 of that is SMH hahaha)

3. what fandoms do you write for?

atm all my WIPs and upcoming fic ideas are Spidey related, but I used to write a lot for MLB and OL:BA (and A:TLA back on ffn in hs but we don't talk about the dark ages hahaha)

4. top five fics by kudos:

Under The Moonlight - OL:BA smutty oneshot of what should have happened after the charity ball scene 😳

Crushtomer - MLB coffee shop AU one-shot with Barista!Adrien and Overworked Uni Student!Marinette (heavily inspired by my barista days in College, when I was writing this) ☕

King Agreste - a MLB AU oneshot inspired by the Grimm fairy tale Allerleirauh "all-kinds-of-fur" 🏰

You Said You Loved Me - an MLB kwami swap identity reveal wip i never finished and probably never will sorry 😬

Spider-Man: Homesickness - My take on what the MCU Spidey's life could be like 5 years post: No Way Home and his journey into letting people back into his life and not being so alone (My CURRENT BABY and WIP that I'm ALMOST DONE WITH - it's so fucking long alskdhasasjdkhksdjhfkfh my hope is that it ends up in the no. 1 spot someday when it's complete) 🕸️

5. do you respond to comments?

So I didn't always, but nowadays I try really hard to respond to every comment thread at least, even if I don't always have the last comment on the thread. I really REALLY appreciate each and every comment and I actually often re-read them when I'm feeling insecure in my writing (is that cringe? maybe lol but it's true)

6. what is the fic your wrote with the angstiest ending?

Definitely The Beauty of Green. 268-word OL: BA drabble that smacks you out of nowhere in the last two sentences. I never write things that short anymore but it just worked

7. what's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

A lot of my one-shots back when I was writing for MLB like 5 years ago have happy endings. I prefer more *complicated* endings now, but a genuinely happy ending can be nice too. May I present Drops in a Pond for consideration though? Not traditionally fluffy or sweet, but I like to think it's a soft and hopeful kind of ending.

8. do you get hate on fics?

I haven't yet. I think I'm too small of a creator to get hate lol

9. do you write smut?

I've posted one smut fic before, Under the Moonlight, listed above. It's my top-rated fic so I guess I know a little of what I'm doing. OH and my side-wip I'm working on when SMH is too angsty for me is all fluff and kinky Parkner smut and I'm so excited to post that someday when SMH is fully out and done.

10. craziest crossover:

I haven't written any crossovers, unless you count pulling from marvel canon across different adaptations to make SMH (it's got Gwen and Harry and Miles even though they're not in the MCU 19999 as of now). But I used to write a lot of aus

11. have you ever had a fic stolen?

I don't think so

12. have you ever had a fic translated?

No, but I would be so honored if someone did! I once had a full conversation in the comments with someone in another language by using Google Translate and that was fun!

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

I think my writing process would be a little too unconventional to co-write with someone unless we were trading chapters and perspectives. I go back and edit my drafts a lot as I move forward and I would be too tempted to edit their writing too, which feels mean...

14. all time favorite ship?

I LITERALLY CAN NOT PICK DO NOT DO THIS TO ME!!!!! I will be a multi-shipper until the day I die, in basically every fandom.

15. what's a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I have an idea for a series of long fics making an MCU HS AU inspired by Degrassi, but I think it would be just too many hours and too many words that I won't ever commit to. I love a good HS AU every now and again, but I feel like a lot of people (across fandoms with hs aus tbh) write the characters as if they already have a lot of the canon quirks the characters have as adults. I would want to write them truly as their HS selves, acting like real teenagers and all the dumb shit teens do, as the reader follows along on the journey of their growing up.

16. what are your writing strengths?

I think I really like detail and trying to portray a level of reality with the characters, even in more fantastical settings. I want the character's choices and motivations to be both complex and clear to the reader, even when they're making choices that the reader disagrees with. I also think this is a skill that is more and more prevalent in my recent writing, so my earlier MLB stuff doesn't have as much of it. My OLBA stuff and now my Spidey stuff though? Yeah.

17. what are your writing weaknesses?

Staying motivated to finish WIPS. (This is something I've improved a lot on though and at this point, barring some kind of life-or-death calamity in my life, I will absolutely be finishing SMH. I'm literally 120k of a predicted 150k words deep and going strong sooo).

OH ALSO comedy! I'm so bad at writing funny characters and making them actually say things that are both funny and make sense. Sucks when writing Spidey cause he can be such a little shit with his sarcastic comments and each dialogue point takes me 3-5 business weeks to come up with.

18. thoughts on dialogue in another language?

I do it very rarely and only when it feels 100% necessary. I had a small bit in Spanish in ch 6 of SMH because Jeff and Rio were literally talking about Peter right in front of him and he could hear the words they were saying, even if he didn't understand them. But it was very brief.

I did it because the POV character literally didn't understand it, so it made sense to have it written out. In fics where the POV character understands what's being said, I prefer it all be written in the fic's primary language, for reader ease.

19. first fandom you wrote in?

A:TLA, like I said. That was back in the dark ages of my Junior Year of HS on my old ffn account that will never see the light of day again hahaha

20. favorite fic you've written?

Every current WIP has always been my favorite because that is what I'm thinking about. So SMH is definitely my current fave. It's my baby and I've put literally hundreds of hours into it (I keep a spreadsheet lol, it's nearly 150 hours of sheer writing, not including the early days of brainstorming and outlining.)

HOWEVER, back in the day, I was really proud of writing Answer Me and it's literally my lowest-rated fic, but I was such a fan of the genre and the Night Circus inspiration. Plus, I love Alya as a character and it was really fun to write from her perspective.

OH, and I'm still proud of Under the Moonlight because it taught me that my acespec ass can write smut and is also good at it, lol. I just have to write smut that's rooted in ~*~feelings~*~ and also has an element of humanism and imperfection. Which is the type of vibe I'm putting into my side-wip rn.

Thanks for tagging me, Sarah!

no pressure tagging: @seek--rest, @abcd-em, @missamyshay, @pbpsbff

[providing-leverage]

Answer the questions and tag five fanfiction authors you know! Thanks @jamietarttsnorthernattitude for the tag.

1. How many fandoms have you written in?

40? At least according to ao3, but some of those are weird because they exist within the same universe but are different fandoms tags for different media (like with comics and Star Wars), plus some unfinished/unpublished stuff that's still on my computer and will probably never been seen by another person

2. How many years have you been writing fanfiction?

My first published fic was 2016 or 2017 I think. So around seven.

3. Do you read or write more fanfiction?

Read for sure, it's a problem.

4. What is one way you've improved as a writer?

Hopefully everything. But I've been actively trying to work on stuff like research and outlining, as well as emotions.

5. What's the weirdest topic you researched for a writing project?

Jewelry, specifically earrings, worn in Romania in the 1400s for a Castlevania/MLB crossover fic. I was neck deep in pdfs of archeology reports.

6. What's your favourite type of comment to receive on your work?

Any comment is an amazing comment. But my favorite is when people point out specific details or tell me how they felt about the chapter on a personal level. Also re-read comments because what do you mean you love my fic enough to read it more than once??

7. What's the most fringe trope/topic you write about?

I am forever a crossover girlie. See Q5, which might be my wackiest crossover yet, but is my no means my only. Stuff like Criminal Minds + Supernatural are fairly standard, and I'm not the only one to write Ted Lasso + Leverage but the Old Guard + the Mechanisms? Weird.

8. What is the hardest type of story for you to write?

Long fics and especially multi chapters are very hard because of my attention span, but it helps to keep a couple going at a time I've found.

Also, romance. I've written a lot of it and yet I don't think I'm good at it.

9. What is the easiest type?

Stuff I know. I'm always going through life asking myself would this moment in my life make a good fic? And the answer most of the time is yes.

10. Where do you do your writing? What platform? When?

Crosslegged on my bed, in my beanbag chair, the floor, the couch, where ever feels comfortable really. Google Docs, although I am also looking to find another platform to write on that words well. I write when I should be doing other stuff, mostly.

11. What is something you've been too nervous/intimidated to write, but would love to write one day?

Every fandom I'm in, I dream up three aus: a Leverage fusion, a sense8 fusion, and a Pacific Rim fusion. I'm a fusion girlie too. I've written a single Leverage au back when I was doing Torchwood, but no others have gotten past the drabbles and scribbled notes stage.

12. What made you choose your username?

Tagging @orbitalpirate @writer-and-thrasher @magdaclaire @stonesandswords @unholybinchicken

[beezonia]

Harmony and discord

A small drabble for the mlb pokèmon au

Nathalie stares at the chaos in from of her. Well it’s not really chaos it’s just, oblivion to her.

She should be panicking, should be crying as the time goes on by.

Nathalie doesn’t, but Ori can sense her discomfort brewing.

The bird like pokèmon rears her head to look directly at her trainer from where she’s perched on the side of the desk.

“I’m okay, I promise.”

Ori lets out a trill of disbelief, her lilac wing rising in annoyance.

“Oh, don’t give me that look, I’ve had this feeling before and nothing came of it.”

Another annoyed coo follows Nathalie’s words. It causes the woman to sigh, fingers reaching to massage her temple.

Now this grabs the attention of Delilah, Gabriel’s Furfrou, who sits politely by her trainer.

But now she’s heading towards her, walking with a proud step much like her trainer does.

Nathalie doesn’t know why, but still welcomes the light head butt she gets in response and Delilah preens at the attention, nudging her head further into Nathalie’s palm.

It’s somewhat domestic.

Ori can sense the feeling and decides move further up the woman’s other arm, to perch herself on the jacket covered shoulder.

Manoeuvring her head to fit in the space just below Nathalie’s ear.

“Alright, I get it Ori you’re worried for me. But I promise you just because my gut feels like shit at the moment doesn’t mean that something bad will happen.”

The Oricorio lets out a relived trill this time, hopping down onto her arm so she can get her usual forehead touch.

Which she does, because Nathalie lifts her arm so Ori can lean forward to give her a light head butt.

They stay like that for a few minutes, before Nathalie can feel her bosses eyes on her.

Enough affection for one day. That’s what he’s trying to tell her, and it works because Ori goes back to perching on the edge of the desk.

Nathalie goes back to staring into oblivion, that sinking feeling comes back instantly.

Something is definitely bound to go wrong.

———-

I hope you enjoy this!

It’s me just trying to come up with some relationships between trainers and pokèmon in the mlb poke au!

Also Ori is a sensu style Oricorio! And is Nathalie’s main partner that’s why the focus is on them!!

[jimothystu]

Otp Christmas Blurbs

I've been struggling a lot with inspiration for writing, but I want to try and write some short blurbs/drabbles for some ships this next week to maybe get myself in the Christmas spirit lmao.

So, yeah. Use @seasonalwritingchallenges prompt lists or another Christmas/winter prompt if you have one! And lmk which of the following ships you want it to be about :)

MLB:

Blue Jays: Biggiette (Bo x Cav); Santiabo (Santi x Bo)

NHL:

Habs: Suzufield (Nick x Cole); 2072 (Slaf x Wifi); 2277 (Cole x Kirby)

Leafs: 1634 (Mitch x Aus)

Sens: TimBrady (Tim x Brady)

If there's another ship you'd like me to write about, just ask! I might be willing :)

tagging moots in case anyone's interested <3

@elvisparklewriting @donttelltheelff @prisa24 @lam-ila @zackcollins @jamiedryssdale

[literaphobe]

what fandom do you think you wrote the most for? like beyond just published fics, so including wips, drabbles, drafts, etc?

probably b99……? i was a little newer of a writer back then, so i was always trying to do Stuff and Exploring and seeing what worked and what didn’t etc etc also i was in the fandom for quite a bit and in denial when i was losing interest SO i did start a bunch of now abandoned works that just SIT there and i do wish i could delete some of them but THEY ARE LIKE. very representative of the history of this blog. with the exemption of my iasip phase which is on another blog… part of me wonders what life would be like if i included all the stuff from Then over Here too

ANYWAY YEAH! these days im a little more deliberate and streamlined…. So it results in fewer published fics. i tend to publish Most of what i write. i do have a whole idea notes app doc of everything that would be fun to write for mlb tho. which is so funny bc when i first started writing tvl i was like ok michelle this is ur RETIREMENT FIC! WHAT RETIREMENT FIC…… GIRLIE IS 23…………

[saiikavon]

FOR the PROMPTS

Either MLB love square Five Virtues (all of them)

or

7 Deadly Sin (Greed) but Chatblanc

You could also do both if you wanted

[Buckle up, I was inspired so this is gonna get long.]

Adrinette-Ren [charity and humility]

Adrien thinks to himself that Marinette is a kind, generous person. She gives and gives without a second thought, and asks for nothing in return. If one were to thank her, she would wave it off with a laugh and a smile; It was nothing, really, I was happy to do it!

He isn't aware that she feels the same, that she looks at him with a heart full of love and wishes for his continued happiness. If he ever found out, it would probably just make him adore her even more.

Ladrien-Zhi [knowledge and wisdom]

Ladybug is always impressed with Adrien. Despite his lack of social experience, it seems that there's so much that he knows, so much that he retains, and he is always happy to share his knowledge with her. There are times when she's recalled something he taught her and soared through an obstacle, because of him, because he'd shared with her. She hopes one day she can tell him how much that means to her.

Adrien thinks little of the facts he stores in his memory. Things he was asked to learn, expected to retain. He's far more impressed with his Lady-love, who is not only wonderfully intelligent, but also creative and compassionate. It's one thing to have the knowledge; it's another thing to know when and how to use it.

Marichat-Li [politeness and propriety]

In his civilian life, Chat Noir is always expected to behave a certain way. Speak only when spoken to, and when you do, don't embarrass your father. Always be genteel.

He resents it often, outside of the mask. But lately, he wonders if that's just because Father's expectations involve people who will never offer him the same courtesies.

It is worth it to be kind, polite, a perfect gentlemen, for someone like Marinette, who is just as kind, polite, a perfect lady, right back to him. She smiles and curtsies when he bows and kisses her hand. She says, "It's so nice to see you!" And she means it.

That makes it all the easier to mean it right back.

Ladynoir-Xin [faithfulness]

If there is one thing Ladybug knows, it's that Chat Noir will never abandon her. Recently, she's worried that he wouldn't say the same - she has been so anxious and distant and flighty. If she were him, she would not trust that she would be just as there for him as he is for her.

But he holds her hand in the sudden downpour, smiles in determination and promises that they can take care of anything together. And it is all too easy to believe him.

Lovesquare-Yi [honesty]

When the war ends and the masks come down, there is nothing quite like the relief they feel in that they can now tell each other everything. All the feelings that went unshared, all the secrets that they kept close to their chest, all the happiness they could not have found had they not known. But even greater is the joy, knowing that there had never been anyone else they could have understood better than they understood each other.

***

Chat Blanc-Greed

Chat Blanc knows the face of avarice, he thinks, better than anyone has, or ever will. The image he had in his innocence was tinted with money, with cowardice, with a grasping hand that reached for something it was not owed and would never earn.

He knows the face that cries out for Miraculous, the face that watches his with wild eyes, almost as though it does not recognize the frightened eyes of his only son.

That face lies miles below, under the water, now, and cannot respond when he asks it, "Why, Father, why?"

[These were sooo fun, thank you so much! I hope you liked these!]

Choose from these prompts and I will write a ficlet/drabble based on them!

[person-behind-books]

kuro neko canon divergence/alternate timeline; adrien and chloe friendship because i love her; and a bit marichat&ladrien. as a treat.

Adrien knows when he isn't needed or wanted. He learnt to recognise it from a young age when his parents were busy with the company or didn't have time for him for some other reason. It's a skill that only developed in the year his mom has been missing.

So when Ladybug makes it clear to him she doesn't need him and her team is enough he gives up his miraculous so she can find someone who will be of more use to her and the team, someone who isn't as busy and has as many obligations, someone who doesn't annoy her.

And when the evening the next day a guilty looking ladybug shows up in his room he feels like he wants to cry.

She explains to him that she need a new chat noir and that she says she knows the snake miraculous didn't work out but this one would be a better fit to his skillset. Patiently she makes it clear that he doen't need to say yes but it would be a great help to her and while she knows he's busy she has a team of backups if he can't come.

He loves her so much and even while it breaks his heart that she doesn't want him, only wants his perfect side of adrien, he accepts her offer the words of plagg that costumes are what the holder imagines them to be playing in the back of him mind.

When transforming he tries to focus on the days he was felix with his proper clothes and proper manners and the playdates he had with chloe, her the princess and he the proper prince. His costume reflects these memories and ladybug seems happy with him.

He allows himself a little pun, cat walker, and ladybug lets out a little laugh as she realises it before a look of sadness flashes over her face, it is gone as soon as it came.

Adrien's hreart breaks further.

Ladybug is happy with his progress over the weeks and Adriens live feels to have regressed back to the times where he was only perfect adrien only more busy that before he entered school.

He spends more time with chloe as a result because her Adrikins is perfect but also fun and they watch anime and read manga and go drinking milchshakes and a few hours every week are a lot more berable. It's a little strained in the beginning on his side because chloe still has a crush on him and she still is really rude to their classmates but falling back in old habbits with her is easy.

Then his "biggest yet" akuma comes about three months of fighting akumas with ladybug and her smile dimming and brightening in a frecrency he hasn't decifered yet.

It's name is kuro neko and ladybug is convinced it's the previous chat noir. It hurts to think that he would give in to his misery he sometimes feels and let himself to be akumatiezed. He loves ladybug and he would never fight her so he will never be akumatised. He makes sure of that.

The fight is dragged out because every plan of ladybug is faulty and there seems something very wrong with her smile this evening.

The fight ends and it is revealed that no this wasn't chat noir but ladybug is tense and tells him they need to talk.

In his room he detransforms and waits while she feeds her kwami in the bathroom.

When she's ladybug again she breaks down. He had seen it coming so he's prepared and like always he catches her and builds her back up.

Then she tells him it would propably be better for him to stop being cat walker. Or course, even when being perfect Adrien he can't be enough for his lady. She surprises him when she explains that se needs chat noir and that she is so sorry she dragged him into their mess.

Explaining to her that it's okay he lets himself hug her before telling her goodbye.

Plagg comes to him a few hours later telling him ladybug sent him to beg him to agree for at least one meeting. The Eifeltower at midnight. It's seven and he want's so bad it burns. But when he transforms he is scat walker not chat noir.

His second try makes him chat noir again and he knows he will forever do what his lady asks of him because he loves her but he needs someone else right now.

Marinette is nevously pacing on her balkony - maybe she's worried about something? - and when she sees him there is a tremble in her smile, maybe she missed chat noir? he hadn't said goodbye and they had faily regular meetings before ever since they met that  night full of broken hearts.

She brings up some of the lemon macarons he likes and the choclate ones she prefers and they talk for hours about nothing and everything.

He leaves at half past eleven and ladybug is already at the eiffel tower. she cries and apoligizes and begs him to come back to being her chat noir and of course he agrees.

When she hugs him there is choclate on her breath and he smiles of the similarity to marinette. he should introduce them sometimes. the lady he is in love with and the friend that he loves would most certainly get along with each other.

H esmiles because he is chat noir again and because he never will get akumatized and spends the next hour reconnecting with his lady before they both leave because she, assumed she really is his age like he guesses, also needs to go to school tomorrow.

He smiles when marinette runs into class seconds before the bell rings and finally feels like the wold was right and he was finally whole again.

[notyonatto]

The Magic “Kiss”

HELLO, GUYS

It is me, Brooke, back from the depths with another fanfic. I know I let my old fic die, but don’t worry, this is a sfw one-shot that I got carried away with (sorry) about my current hyperfixation, you got it, Inuyasha. I’ve been focusing on writing a novel, so I haven’t given much attention to fanfics, but I saw this prompt that @nony314 started and just had to write this out.

It takes place after the end of the Inuyasha series, so if you haven’t watched or read it but are ever planning it, be warned. There spoilers. It’s also InuKag. I also didn’t check for grammar or spelling mistakes so if something sounds wrong, it probably is.  I’m rusty from writing fanfics. ENJOY! 

Word count: 3277 (Sorry!)

It was another summer day picking herbs with old Kaede. Kagome had been training under her as a miko for several months upon returning to the feudal era, and she was starting to finally get the hang of things. A lot of the time, Kaede could take a step back and let Kagome do her own thing while collecting herbs with her. The only real reason she was even still there was in case Kagome had a question or lingering doubt and to double check what Kagome had picked. Kaede was gently proud of this time-traveling girl, and Kagome just as silently proud of herself for her improvements as well.

Despite her progress, there were still moments she doubted herself. She held a leaf that split into many long, sharp points and grumbled in contemplation. It looked like mugwort. It matched what she had learned mugwort leaves were supposed to look like, but… what if it wasn’t? She didn’t want to ask Kaede because she really wanted to be able to figure this out on her own, but after two minutes of back and forth, she turned to the elderly lady a few feet behind her and opened her mouth to ask her to put her fretting to rest. Just as she did that, there was rustling from nearby that stole her attention. It sounded as though someone was coming their way. No, it sounded as if someone was running their way.

“Kaede sama!” Rin panted, bursting into view. “Oh, Kagome sama!”

The wrinkled woman stopped what she was doing and turned to the small girl. Well, she wasn’t really small anymore.

“What’s the matter, Rin? You look distressed,” Kaede replied.

“Kaede sama, it’s terrible! Someone fell into the river and began to drown! They said Kagome sama knew how to get into the water to get her out!”

“What’s that!? Kagome-”

Kaede spun to Kagome in a panic. She was one of the only people who knew how to “swim.” She had begun teaching some of the younglings, but if someone was truly drowning, they were far too young and weak to do anything. However, Kagome was already running toward Rin and asking her to lead the way. The two maidens were off before Kaede could get another thought in, let alone join them. She got up to follow as fast as her aged body would allow.

Kagome had been running with Rin for only a minute when there was more rustling coming their way, except this time it came from the treetops.

“Kagome!!” It was her husband of one month, Inuyasha.

“Inuyasha!” She exclaimed.

Inuyasha landed before her and quickly turned her back to her. Kagome knew exactly what to do. After she had climbed onto her back, she called back to Rin.

“Go find Kaede sama!”

“Okay!” Rin called back before turning to go back.

Kagome was focused on tying her hair while trying to stay securely on Inuyasha’s back without falling off. They were almost at the river’s edge, and Kagome didn’t want to waste any time when they reached it. Inuyasha had remained silent the entire time, focused on getting back to the river as fast as he could. The two fled out of the treeline and made it to the clearing by the river. There was a gathering of panicked people, but it looked like they may have managed to get the victim out with long poles. The instant Inuyasha let Kagome down she sprinted to the heart of the commotion.

“Kagome sama!” a fretful middle-aged man shouted at her approach.

A second man chirped in. “We managed to get him out of the water, but he swallowed too much water! He isn’t breathing!”

“Hurry! Move him to flat ground!” Kagome commanded.

She knew what she had to do, but she did not know how long the young man had been unconscious. He was slightly younger than her with sopping black hair sticking to his face. Kagome had seen him around the village before, but they had never directly interacted aside from passing greetings. She rolled up her miko robes and dropped to her knees beside him after he had been moved to firm, flat ground. Inuyasha ran up close behind her, and a small fox friend hopped onto his shoulder out of nowhere to get a better look.

Kagome placed the palm of her right hand firmly in the center of his chest before laying her second hand overtop and linking her fingers together. Hovering her shoulders directly above and without bending her elbows, she began pumping down on the young man’s chest. She counted. 1, 2, 3, 4… Sounds of confusion and wonder trickled out from the crowd around her, and she could sense them leaning in and staring harder to try to understand what she was doing. 10, 11, 12, 13… She didn’t have any time to pay attention to them, though. 18, 19, 20, 21…. She had to focus on this man.

27, 28, 29, 30! Sweat had started beading on her face and rolling down her temples. She had trained to do CPR back in her era, but she had never done it before. Every instructor had told her that it required a lot of stamina, but she didn’t realize just how much! But there wasn’t time to think about that. She couldn’t get tired yet! His airway needed to be opened, and he needed to start recirculating oxygen ASAP. Kagome tilted the man’s wet chin back and let his mouth gape open slightly.

The stares became more intense as she did this. For just a flash, she worried about Inuyasha during this next part, but the thought was so quick that she forgot she had thought it almost as immediately as it had appeared. She pinched the man’s nose with one hand and supported his head with the other while taking in a nervous breath; this had better work.

Shocked gasps erupted from the crowd, and Kagome was pretty sure she could hear Miroku go, “Ohhhhhh,” in pleasant surprise. She was also pretty sure she heard Sango hit him. Murmurs of confusion and doubt The miko-in-training watched as the man’s chest rose then she slightly sat herself up.

“K-Kagome, what the hell-”

“OSUWARI!”

Thud.

Kagome watched his chest cavity slowly fall, and when it had gone all the way back down, she took another breath, leaned forward, and put her lips to his again. She watched his chest rise once more and straightened herself fully up while watching it fall again. Her clothes were now sticking to her in sweat, but she interlocked her fingers as she had done earlier and pumped the heel of her right hand into his chest thirty more times. By the end of it, she was panting and exhausted, but she wasn’t done until this man was breathing again, damn it!

Pinching his nose and securing his head in place, she met her mouth with his a third time and blew air into him. She had barely lifted her head away from him when he began sputtering up water and coughing deeply. It had worked! Kagome watched him struggle for air and turned to the crowd behind her.

“Help me tip him over!”

Several people came forward in awe and helped tip the man to his side while Kagome led his face downward, allowing water and foamy spit to stream out of his mouth. He coughed more and forced more water out, and the sweaty, tired woman slowly rubbed his back until he had gotten most of it out and was gasping for air on his own. Between coughs and gasps, the young man groaned and kept his eyes squeezed shut.

“He’s okay,” Kagome hoarsely declared.

She was already exhausted, but now that the adrenaline and terror were leaving her body, she was shaking and having a hard time catching her own breath. A villager swooped in beside her to take her place watching the man and rubbing his back after noticing how tired the miko had become. Kagome nodded a thanks and scooted over before leaning back and taking deep breaths. The crowd erupted in cheer and sounds of wonder and amazement.

“Our priestess truly is sacred!” one voice called.

“The gods have blessed us!” another shouted.

Kagome sensed a particular sour aura behind her and turned to see a very agitated half-demon squatting behind her with twitching ears and balled fists. If Kagome wasn’t so tired, she may have grinned.

“Oy! What the hell was that about!?” Inuyasha demanded.

Shippo ran over to stand defensively between the husband and wife, and Inuyasha raised a fist in a threat to the fox demon for barging into their soon-to-be argument.

“Leave Kagome alone! She just saved him!” the tiny fox demon barked.

“She’ll have to save you too if you don’t shaddup!” Inuyasha barked back.

Sweetly and with a smile, to Shippo, Kagome said, “Shippo, it’s fine. Thank you.”

Fiercely and with a sharp glare, to Inuyasha,  Kagome exasperated, “Really!? What’s your problem, Inuyasha!?”

Inuyasha sharply inhaled, slightly taken aback.

“My problem!? What’s YOUR problem!? Making out with random village men right in front of me!”

Kagome’s face reddened as much as it could under her already red, damp skin.

“I did not!”

“Everyone just saw you do it!”

“Kagome sama,” a serene and bubbly voice approached, “I knew you were a sacred priestess, but I had no idea that your kisses were magical. No wonder Inuyasha claims you so.”

“Don’t say such things!” Sango chirped at Miroku.

Each parent held a hand of one of their daughters, and their young son was tied to Sango’s back. The daughters giggled at watching their father get scolded by Sango once again. The demon’s slayer reproachful expression softened when she turned to her priestess friend.

“How did you do that though? I’ve never seen anything like that.”

“Y-you guys!” There was flustered betrayal in the half-demon’s voice. “Don’t encourage this!!”

Kagome turned to her two friends, blatantly ignoring Inuyasha (to which he gaped at with more flustered betrayal) and looked up at them. It may have been more polite to stand up and speak to their faces, but she was still coming down from all of the commotion. She wasn’t confident she had the energy to stand up yet.

“It’s a technique from my home called CPR,” Kagome smiled sheepishly. “The point is to pump the chest and to help keep the pumping. That’s all it is, really…”

Inuyasha lunged forward and grabbed her shoulder and tugged her toward him. He was angrier than before now that not only had Kagome kissed a man in front of him but his friends had betrayed them. He’d show her! He’d show all of them! His tense, twitching face was centimeters in front of her, and the scent of her sweat was nearly all he could smell in that moment. Kagome stifled a small chuckle because she noticed some mud on his face from when she had used the o-word on him.

In a worringly low voice, Inuyasha said, “If that’s the case, then why did you kiss him?”

“Jeeze!” Kagome tugged her shoulder out of his grasp. “I already told you! I did not kiss him!”

“Yes, you did!”

“No, I did not!”

“YES, YOU DID!”

“ENOUGH ALREADY! I did NOT kiss him! It’s a part of CPR called mouth-to-mouth resuscitation, and-”

“Keh! I don’t know what this resusi-whatever is, but mouth-to-mouth is a kiss! And you did it three times!”

Inuyasha whipped his head to the young man who had finally begun breathing somewhat normally. He was being tended to by a few of the villagers, but Inuyasha paid them no attention. A growl with growing intensity came from him as he stood up with twitching fists ready to fight and take back his woman he was losing to this wet rat of a human. Wait a minute? Losing her to this guy? No way! As if! Now he was even angrier.

Kagome turned her head to follow his movement.

“Inuyasha!” she scolded.

“WHAT!?” he shouted back but louder.

“OSUWARI!”

Thud.

The priested glared at her husband with his face in the mud then turned back to her friends and smiled sweetly as if nothing had just happened. Miroku and Sango laughed nervously; Kagome could be scarier than most demons they had run into sometimes. The couple’s daughters laughed hysterically at the comical sight of it all and pulled free of their parents to go play with the helpless puppy on the ground.

“Anyway, it’s a thing called mouth-to-mouth resuscitation. The point of it is to blow air into the person’s mouth to help get them breathing again,” Kagome explained.

“Oh, that’s actually very useful!” Sango explained. “Your world is so smart. The inventions there are so amazing.”

Kagome smiled. She didn’t have time to respond before a random villager was kneeling before her.

“Priestess!” He shouted while bowing deeply. “I have suffered from a very bad pain in my chest for weeks! Please, I beg that you kiss me too!”

Kagome’s face drained of color and went blank.

“Heh?” was the only sound she could make.

The man bowed his head deeper until it was almost touching the ground.

“Please! I would be honored!”

The poor girl’s brain was in the process of rebooting still when yet another villager followed suit of the first one and bowed as deep as him as well. This one was an elderly man, surely older than old Kaede. Speaking of Kaede, she and Rin had just shown up moments before, missing the “miracle” her trainee had performed.

“Please, kiss me too! I do not have much time left to my life! I need your kiss!”

Sango gasped and covered her mouth with her hand, and Miroku chuckled. They both watched her and left her helpless. Just as Kaede popped her head over by them to see what the commotion was, another young man pushed past her in a hurry.

“Me too!” he panted.

“You guys…” the desired priestess finally got out.

Inuyasha fought to regain his senses and get back up on his feet, pushing the twins off of him. Shippo saw this and shrieked before running behind Miroku to hide. The rest of the crowd looked upon her reverently and several conversations about her started or were being continued.

“Not only is she beautiful, but she also has a magical kiss too! Maaan, I wish I was her!”

“I want a kiss too! I’ve always wanted to kiss our beautiful priestess!”

“Praise the gods! They have sent us a true angel!”

Something grabbed the shoulder of Kagome’s priestess robes and pulled her up to her feet. She looked over to her growling and furious husband, and her brain finally finished rebooting. Realizing the situation she was in and the way everyone was looking at her made her face hotter than the sun. When Inuyasha pushed her behind him, she didn’t fight him. Sango and Miroku collected their daughters and made it a point to back away from the crowd as soon as they could, and Shippo was right on their tails. Kaede shook her head and tsked then made her way to the poor young man that everyone had forgotten about. He was still coughing and soaking wet.

“Everyone get away from Kagome!” Inuyasha shouted at the crowd. “There’s only one person Kagome kisses, and that’s me, got it?!”

“That’s not true!” one of the villagers protested. “She just kissed that young man over there!”

“Why you…”

“Who are you to keep all of her magical kisses to yourself!?” another shouted.

Every part of Inuyasha was hot with anger and tense. How dare these people! After all he and Kagome had done for the village!

“I-I’m her husband, you bastards!”

He was so focused on the crowd he was facing that he didn’t notice another man come running behind him toward Kagome. He dropped to the ground in a deep bow like the other men.

“Please grant me a kiss, o beautiful priestess!”

Inuyasha turned on his heel faster than ever before and punched the top of the man’s head, giving him a decent sized bump. He pushed Kagome behind him again to protect her from this new threat and growled. The first man who asked for a kiss tugged on Kagome’s pant leg, frightening her, and causing her to squeal. She wanted the earth to eat her whole. This was so embarrassing! She was too embarrassed to ever leave her hut again!

“Kagome!!” Inuyasha screamed.

Another head got smacked. And another. And another. And another until all the heads directly around the couple had been given a bruise or two.

“Inuyasha!” Kagome begged.

She wasn’t begging him to stop punching the people around her. She didn’t like that he was doing it, but she was too mortified to care. More than anything she wanted to be as far away from everyone as she could. If her face got any hotter it may just go up in flames. A hand from the crowd reached for her as she stood there.

“Kagome!” Inuyasha shouted before grabbing her waist and jumping to the outskirt of the crowd.

Everyone gasped at this and followed them with their eyes. Sango, who was watching from the side with her children, her husband, and Shippo, sighed and closed her eyes. Those her stupid, silly friends. Shippo shook his head and tsked with crossed arms. Miroku chuckled while his two daughters guffawed and reenacted Inuyasha hitting people.

When the crowd turned to see where their beloved priestess had gone. Inuyasha immediately sprinted away and fled by hopping through the treetops while clutching his wife as tightly as he could.

When they were far enough away from the crowd to guarantee they weren’t being followed, Inuyasha stopped and put Kagome down. He folded his arms and looked away from her with a “keh!” This made her pout.

“Inuyasha…”

He didn’t respond.

“Inuyasha, I didn’t kiss him!” She was continuing their prior argument. “If you had just listened, what I did was-”

“I know, alright?!” He barked.

“Huh?”

Inuyasha still had his arms cross and head turned when he began to mumble.

“You said that… you blow air or sum’in… to make them breathe or whatever…”

Kagome felt a weight leave her chest and any remaining nerves melt. Good. He knew. He was still in a sour mood, though, but she knew exactly how to calm him down. Smiling sweetly, she walked in front of him and looked at his turned face that turned pink. He made nervous sounds and kept his face away even though he kept stealing glances at her. That damned smile always made him feel like such a softie.

Despite his crossed arms, Kagome reached for both of his hands and held them until his arms relaxed and unfolded. She held them again after he had let them drop lazily to his sides. He had wanted to resist that, but he wasn’t able to. There would definitely be no swaying in making him turn his face toward her. He wasn’t that big of a pushover.  

“You know,” Kagome warmly reassured, “you’re the only person I’ve ever wanted to kiss.”

Inuyasha was quiet for a while before an embarrassed, “I know that…”

Kagome released a breathy giggle.

“Then remember it.”

She stood on her tippy-toes and kissed his cheek, bringing forth a lot more heat and color to it. The half-demon’s wife smiled and fought to keep down another giggle. She didn’t want to embarrass him more.

“Let’s go home,” he grumbled.

“Please.”

[pasukiyo]

— 1982 | fluff

it’s gonna take a lot to drag steve away from you..

�� right here | fluff, semi-smut

you and steve can’t keep your hands off of each other at one of eddie’s concerts..

— shh | smut, henderson!reader

steve dares you to be quiet when he drags you into the wheelers’ bathroom..

— hand-blockers | fluff, henderson!reader

the kids are determined to keep steve’s hands away from yours..

— chewing gum | semi-smut

you ask steve if you can swap gum..

— time after time | angst, fluff

it’s your time… but steve will always be there to catch you if you fall..

— under the clothes | smut, virgin!reader

the reader doesn’t understand why steve won’t touch her.. under the clothes..

— needy | smut

steve wants to play a game of mommy and marty mcfly..

— pillow talk | fluffy smut

you and steve recount last night’s memories, and can’t suppress the feelings tugging at your heart strings any longer..

— go for it | angst, smut

part one: it’s a harder thing to do than to say.. part two: steve doesn’t understand how he could have been so blind..

— melting | fluff, soft smut

steve is an absolute daydream..

— something’s in my mind | angst, trigger warning

steve hasn’t been himself lately. he’s resorted to shutting you out, but you couldn’t take it anymore

— swings and misses | mlb player!steve harrington

with steve's record-breaking walk-off home run, it should've been an extraordinary night. but steve's wife can't help her longing for hawkins, and when she hears from one of his teammates a rumor that steve may have received another from a team even farther away from home, she finally meets her breaking point.

drabbles !

you just can’t get enough of steve’s cock in your mouth :( sugar daddy!steve makes you earn it :) thinking about steve during basketball practice sugar daddy!steve can’t keep his hands off you sugar daddy!steve loves to spoil you.. as long as you. mean!steve harrington fingers you at school..

[nxrthmizu]

victory tastes bitter // mlb

fandom | miraculous ladybug 

genre | lila salt with a dose of marinette deserves better 

w.c | 818 

summary | A quick drabble about Marinette giving up hold on her burning empire. Honestly, she should just drop that class already. They look pretty toxic to me. Or maybe I've been reading too many class salt fics.

author’s note | Also, why do people always confront each other in the bathroom? Can we please so somewhere more sanitary, please? And what if there was another person in the stall,,, it would be so awkward for the poor soul.

So that was what victory tasted like.

Lila smiled to herself, humming a victorious little tune under her breath to celebrate her complete conquer over Bustier’s naive little puppets. The bluenette was completely outnumbered— Not a single soul in the classroom believed their sweet saint, innocent, helpful, kind, the ‘Everyday Ladybug’ Marinette anymore. The Italian resisted the urge to snort. A few months ago, Marinette had been so high-and-mighty about it— Trusting that her friends wouldn’t turn their backs on her, trusting that her friends would see sense. What a joke.

The faster you learn that people sway as easily as weed crops, Dupain-Cheng, Lila thought in amusement to herself as she fixed her hair in the toilet mirror. The better.

The last thing she expected to see when she looked in the mirror was Dupain-Cheng staring back.

Shrieking, the Italian launched herself away from the mirror, cling onto the sink for support. Shock had overwhelmed her like a skyscraper-tall wave, drowning her in a surge of emotion for a moment before receding back into the deep ocean. “What…” She panted, huffing as she regained her composure. “What is wrong with you?”

“Nothing much,” The bluenette shrugged. “Just thought I should offer my thanks.”

Wide-eyed, the Italian blinked a couple times, completely taken aback by the behaviour of the girl she thought she’d taken down. “… What?”

“Just thought I should offer my thanks, Lila.” Marinette repeated impatiently, rolling her eyes blatantly for all of Lila to see. “Is your non-existent hearing problem back again?”

Clearly, the Italian did not take pleasure in being snarked back at. “Be careful with your words, Marinette.” Lila spat, looking down on the former class president as if she was some sort of trash that didn’t deserve a second glance. “If I were you, I’d keep quiet from now on. You’ve lost.”

“Lost?” The last thing Lila expected Marinette to do was to giggle. “Lila, you helped me take out a bunch of trash. This whole time…” The bluenette started met Lila’s gaze, azure blue eyes glistening with a royal confidence. “This whole time, I’ve been overwhelmed by class rep duties, having to do free commissions, having to fork out my time for the benefit of the class— And not once did they thank me. How do I say this… Ever since you took them away from me, I’ve been…” Pausing, Marinette searched for the right word to use. “Free.”

Too stunned to say a word, Lila could only watch, hands still dripping with soap, as the bluenette continued on.

“I cleaned out my room last week. No more having to keep up with everyone’s schedule to make sure our class hangouts don’t crash with Adrien’s photoshoots, Alya’s babysitting duties, Rose’s chores. No more having to wake up at 5pm before someone’s birthday to make sure there were enough cupcakes for the whole class. No more having to bend myself over backwards to do favours that I shouldn’t have to.” Marinette breathed a sigh of relief, as if she was… Happy, for the first time in a long while. “You’ve… Liberated me.”

“H— How is that possible?” Lila fumed, clenching her fists as she stalked forward to the bluenette, who maintained a calm face, a regal, royal composure in the contrast of Lila’s destructive, speculative, impulsive decisions. “I… I took away everything from you!”

“I’m aware, Lila.” Replied the bluenette, gently pushing away the Italian when she came too close for comfort. “Everything as in all the unnecessary trash I was dragging along with me. I didn’t know that they were a burden on me before you took them away. It’s like…” She pursed her lips, “Like you took a weight off my shoulders.”

She had been so close to victory! Lila hissed in her head, clenching and unclenching her fists until there were numerous crescent-shaped indents on her skin. Why was Mari-brat turning everything against her so quickly?

“Think of it this way,” Marinette put kindly, using her open palms to reassure the agitated Lila. “I had a court of unloyal subjects. You helped me weed all of them out. Does that make sense?”

Scoffing, Lila tried to take pride in the fact that Marinette, essentially, had no ‘court’ left to rule. “And now you have no subjects while I have a bunch of loyal ones.” She sneered, crossing her arms. “What’s a ruler if she’s alone?”

“Who said I’m alone?” As if Lila had just stated something utterly stupid, Marinette tilted her head sideways, feigning a look of innocent confusion. “You forget, Lila. This whole time that I didn’t need to cater to my classmates— I’ve been making new friends. I have connections within the student council, the art club, not to mention some other classes that I’ve helped out before. I’ve never been alone. I’ve just been blind.”

Lila stared.

“And now you’ve opened my eyes.”

Victory suddenly tasted bitter.

mwahahahaha

[khneltea]

FRIENDLY REMINDER TO ALL IN THE MARIBAT FANDOM

edit (22.03.09): thanks @izanae for mentioning that this ALSO APPLIES TO AO3

please, when tagging your creations and works, do not use #(insert first name) wayne, #marinette dupain cheng, #miraculous ladybug #dc comics/universe #(insert dc/miraculous ladybug character) solely without the implication of a crossover because this is what gets maribat onto feed recommendations of antis and we don't want fighting. here is a list of acceptable tags to use, examples of such, and some implications of these. my tags are going to feature some of the acceptable tags to use

# maribat(insert character name)

# maribatdamian wayne

# maribatmarinettedupaincheng

# maribatjasontodd

# maribatlukacouffaine

edit: thanks @legends-live-in-memories for the tip and heads up! so updated version because tumblr has shitty search engines and tagging stuff, it's better for any mention of characters to have no space because if they have spaces, it includes keywords instead of solely the tag so yeah. this also applies with character x character, do it like characterxcharacter

# maribat

# maribat (whatever)

# maribat quotes

# maribat prompts

# maribat headcanon

# incorrect maribat

# incorrect maribat quotes

# maribat recs

# maribat recommendations

# dc comics x miraculous / miraculous ladybug

# dcxml

# mlxdc

# mlbxdc

# dcxmlb

# dc crossover

# ml crossover

# (crossover* ship names)

# daminette

# jasonette

# shutterbug

*note the word crossover in this statement. any other word or phrase that is in italics also applies this note. while you are still using the correct ship names and pairings, the whole point of using these specific tags is to avoid and have decent respect for people who genuinely do not enjoy this ship (which they are entitled to). when you are mentioning ships that are only related to one specific fandom (e.g. adrienette, djwifi, damijon, nightfire), either add 'maribat' before or after the ship name

# (character) x (character)*

# damianwaynexmarinettedupaincheng

# jasonxmarinette

# timxchloe

# maribatadrienxmarinette

# (insert ramble about maribat or your concept/idea/ff/drabble/hc)

# who the hell asked for timari # actually no one did i just really wanted to write about it # y'all can fight me meet me in the mosh pit # platonic daminette isn't written about nearly enough without them being siblings # daminette can be platonic too stfu

to be honest, i just inserted this because i love looking at the tags some people write underneath their actual fic

# (insert vague tag in relation to this fic)

# romance

# coffee

# soulmate au

# salt

ok look now i know i said that the point was to stay out of the way of the antis and everything by using specific tags to not bother them but this one is public property. if they try to imply that we maribat content creators and fandom cannot use these types of tags without saying maribat then i guess they'll have to take it up with every. single. fucking. fandom. there. fucking. is.

hope this was helpful and please for the love of all things fandom follow this because i don't want another tumblr bloodbath

if you are a person in the maribat community, please spread this. if you are an anti, please spread this (look, mr/ms/mx anti, if you spread this post, people who follow you and are in the maribat fandom will hopefully stop posting this stuff on your feed so win for you, win for us). if you are a person in the dc universe fandom or the mlb universe fandom who just doesn't give a damn, please spread this. tag the people you know who are even remotely related to any of the topics i have just raised. get the word out so that we don't step on each other's toes.

also:

[inkwardspots]

Tagged by @deardiary17!!

These are...something. If you want extra info or snippets, send me an ask and i will happily oblige!! I am tagging @fictionalinfinityand @harmony88

1. (dw) home is where the hearts are (and my hearts are a universe away): this one, i kinda lost the plot of, but it follows Ten and how he deals with the loss of Rose, right up until she comes back. Follows some key moments through series 3 and 4, but i'm not sure if she'll stay or leave.

2. (dw) human!doctor and donna fic:

what it says on the tin; donna finds out her boyfriend is cheating and human spaceman decides to comfort her the only way he knows how: pulling the ultimate revenge on her ex, which means pranking him.

3. (dw) the one where jenny lives:

Due to a malfunction (or a miracle, some would say) the bullet does not kill jenny. She travels with Doctor, meeting people and learning to love and run. It's only when she get absorbed by CAL, does something monumental happen: she meets Rose Tyler (and many alternatives.)

4. (mlb) childhood au:

where adrien and marinette meet as children and have a vague recollection of one another they meet each other as superheroes. Follows Chat and how he falls in love with Ladybug whilst remembering the young girl he knew as a child who remind him of LB.

5. (mlb) childhood au 2:

an alternative version of the first.

6. (hp) flower-picking:

severus and lily go flower picking, and the results that stem from that trip.

7. (hp) time-travel hadara evans:

fem!harry (hadara), travels through time and ends up in the 1940's. A series of drabbles/ficlets that are seen through various outsider and insider's eyes as they lay witness to the unwitting changes she makes.

8. (mlb) falling feathers, fluttering hearts:

an au based on the tale of the crane maiden. Lord Adrien marries Lady Kagami Tsurgu, a Japanese noble, only to be left in disgrace when she runs away a year later in order to pursue her fencing dreams. Though they care for each other during the one year of their arranged marriage, they do not love. Until one day, he encounter's Marinette Dupain-Cheng, a lost women who offers to be his housekeeper in exchange for shelter and food. As they grow closer, Adrien unkowing of Marinette;s true secret, he falls gravely ill, and in order to save his life, Marinette forfeits her own.

The end.

.

.

.

(jk, im not sure how it ends.)

9. (hp) reincarnation au with fem!harry and tom riddle

having lived as salazar slytherin's dearest friend, they got through lots of angst with her dying as he kisses her (as in she gets a spear in the stomach whilst they're kissing). they get reincarnated ad try to finally get together. (i myself do not know what the plot is.)

10. (hp) time-travelling professor potter au:

once again, fem!harry. she travels back in time, where tommy is a professor. maurader era everybody. helps sirius escape his bloody awful home life, and basically vibes with everyone. also helps subjugate grindelwald and falls in love with the forever chasing her DADA prof (who happens to be a secret dark lord.)

[ao3feed-ladynoir]

The Cookie Debacle

The cookie debacle by Queen Ivy 06

So, AHeM. What if Tom and Sabine were out? What if Tikki went to fetch a cookie and the kwamis were playing when Chat Noir knocked at her window? C H A O S. Lmao- Another Identity reveal on crack HAHAHAHA

Words: 737, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of Miraculous Drabbles

Fandoms: Miraculous Ladybug

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir, Tikki, Plagg, Kwami(s)

Relationships: Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir/Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Plagg/Tikki

Additional Tags: ML Crack, Miraculous Ladybug, Adrinette | Adrien Agreste/Marinette Dupain-Cheng, Identity reveal on crack, yes, Chat Noir knows Rena is Alya here, rocketeer broke my heart, MLB crack, Crack, Humor, humor fic, Fanfiction, Miraculous Ladybug Fanfiction, No Beta we die like Marinette, BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA BISH, I'M BACK-, Fluff, ML Fluff, miraculous fluff, adrienette fluff, Tikki fucks up

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/32983426

[sing-in-me-oh-muse]

Fanfiction Year in Review - 2020 by sagansjagger

Fanfiction Year in Review - 2020 by sagansjagger

Image credit,

Whoo, I love me some tumblr ask games! Thanks for the tag, @ladyofthenoodle!

1 List of fics completed this year in the order they were finished:

I am so sorry about this, but I'm just going to link my entire profile because I started writing MLB fic in April 2020 and ended up with 72 fics. If I listed and linked them all, I'd be here all day.

My works (ao3 link)

I suppose what I could do is list out statistics.

As of January 2nd, 2021, I have to my name:

72 total fics - 4 long fics, 1 drabble series, 67 one shots

7 series - Domestic Cavities (married life fluff), Sex Education: Kwami Style, She Was Certainly the Spark for All I've Done (Crash universe), Kiss the Viper (Vipermouse), CYOA: Life is What You Bake It (Choose Your Own Adventure stories), It’s the End of the World as We Know It (Chat Blanc), Bad Dad’s Club (Adult XY & Adrien friendship

16 gen, 12 Lukanette, 6 DJWifi, 4 Riceflour (Tom and Sabine), 3 Adrigami, and 47 Lovesquare. If the math doesn't add up in this it's because sometimes these are background pairings.

2 Number of words written:

463,044! 

3 Your most popular fic:

Definitely Welcome to the Scene of the Crash, my first fic in the fandom and the birth of the Spark series. This is a 63k monster that I wrote in six days, focusing on the effects of starvation on the body and mind. Crash has two sequels, And He’s Gotta be Fresh from the Fight and Into Your Heart, I’ll Beat Again, both of which are complete.  

4 Your personal fav:

Tough choice... I’d probably have to say Crash because it’s my baby. As I’ve said before, I woke up at 4:30am with a song in my head (Take Me to the Hospital by the Prodigy) and the first line: “Adrien was starving.” Crash is what started me writing for the fandom and how I made almost all my new friends here.

Image credit.

5 Your fav scene:

Oh, this is hard. I’ve actually written so much that I don’t recall all the scenes I’ve written? But I can say that I was so ready to write the last chapter of Heart. It’s tooth-rotting Christmas fluff that was Adrien and Marinette’s happy ending after 260k+ words of angst. That scene isn’t my favorite scene by far, but it was one of the most satisfying to write.

6 A fic or scene that challenged you:

Definitely Couffaine Coffee Conundrum, a Lukanette & Adrigami piece. My server anniversary giftee, Rikka, requested a fluffy double date with the pairings, but all my brain wanted to do was make it angsty. I had to write the fic twice.

7 A line of writing you’re proud of:

This is from my as of yet unpublished Sleeping Beauty AU (publication date: February 1st, 2021!). I’m proud of this line in particular because I don’t often write lines that are just... pretty. I nail body language, but most of my writing is straightforward and if not ugly, certainly not beautiful. 

Anyway, here’s the line:

Winter passed with one last, lingering gasp, the bony fingers of cold clinging to the days.

Image credit.

8 A comment that touched you:

I’ve gotten several comments that have touched me, but the most recent one was from a reader of Fight. They told me they liked my use of therapy in the fic and that they were considering getting therapy because they could see how much therapy had helped Adrien.

Another comment along the same lines was someone who realized that they’d been starving after reading the symptoms of starvation Adrien experienced in Crash. Being able to educate someone while entertaining them blows my mind.

9 Something that inspired your writing:

Definitely the good people on the Miraculous Fanworks Discord server, specifically @ladyofthenoodle​, @sseagully​, Rikka, and Sibby. I’ve developed so many stories because of those lovely ladies, and have received so much support and encouragement from the members of the server. One of my most popular recent fics, have the stars blotted out in a brilliant Morse code, started based on a discussion in the #writing-chat on that server, and @theladylu​ even drew some lovely fanart for it (featured below).

10 Your proudest accomplishment (that one scene; finally finishing that one fic; posting your first fic; etc):

Definitely finishing Heart. That happy ending was a long time in coming.

11. Do you have any writing goals for the next year?

Yes! I want to finish the second Choose Your Own Adventure story, a pre-reveal, post-relationship Adrienette fic focused on baking pies with Tom and Sabine. I also want to finish the Sleeping Beauty AU, which I’m on track for. Desperation would be a great fic to finish; I started that one, got to chapter 5, and quit because it was too sad, haha! And I’m working on an original work that started out as an Adrienette Witch AU titled Must Be the Season of the Witch that I’d like to finish sometime in the next six months.

Tagging @itsagrestebug​, @purpleflower04​, @torilovesmiraculous​, and @sseagully!

[krispydefendorpolice]

Demon’s Bride Drabble

The Miraculous Awaken - Part 1

So, if anyone’s following my MLB posts it may be apparent I’m kinda salty on Cannon Adrien and his propensity for sexually harassing Ladybug. (Yeah I know I’m not at all subtle about it). Well I’m not gonna pull a Astruc and right the poor kid off. My Badass Assassin Marinette would put that Alley cat in his place right away. So Main story is gonna be kinda screwy for now, since in Chapter 1 I introduce alley cat Adrien but I have a reason. (Yes the reason is it was gonna be a heavy salt fic but there’s another reason I’m not changing it.) Today we get some backstory...

Next Drabble Masterpost

Vocabulary list

Piáo chóng -lady bug

Bào -panther

Fangshi- specialists which include necromancers

Jiangshi- type of reanimated corpse

Dao- curved single edge sword in china

__________________________

Ladybug stood high above the enemy forces against him. The Fangshi called out, “Piáo chóng, surrender the power of creation. For you are no match against my Jiangshi.”

“I will not give in to you Fangshi. Bào and I will stop you,” Ladybug answered.

With the final rejections the Fangshi sent his Jiangshi warriors to attack Piáo chóng and Bào. They stood back to back and fought down wave after wave of Jiangshi. They were holding strong until Bào was too slow to defend against the blade of one Jiangshi. He fell and Piáo chóng turned to defend his fallen comrade but he too, was cut down by the Jiangshi behind him.

Piáo chóng stared at his beloved Bào on the ground near him. He reached out but before he could hold his cats hand the Fangshi stepped between them.

Kneeling next to Piáo chóng the Fangshi looked at him curiously as he bled out. “Poor Piáo chóng,” he said, “you and your little Bào could have survived this if you had only given me your miraculous.”

Piáo chóng did not answer. His grip tightened on his dao preparing to strike back...

The sudden slamming of the bedroom door had all five children scream in fright.

“What is this? Why are you all still up?” Sabine Cheng asked of her students.

“Sorry Maman, I was telling them the story of Piáo chóng and Bào facing down the Fangshi of Sichuan,” Marinette said as she and the others climbed back into their beds.

Sabine walked to each bed and tucked the child in. “Such a story at this time of night? No wonder you screamed,” she shook her head as she ended up at Marinettes bedside. “Why you have such a fascination with that story of all the legends of the Miraculous I will never know.”

“It’s because Piáo chóng and Bào are facing the enemy together and even until the last breath they fight together,” Marinette cried standing on the bed and jumping. “Not even the Fangshi could stand against the power of Piáo chóng and Bào when they are together. They use the last of the Miraculous power and tear the souls of the foul Fangshi from his body and send him to meet Yama.”

“Yes, yes,” Sabine agreed with a smile as she watched her small daughter bounce on the bed, “and we can share that story just as easy during the day, my miracle, tonight you and the others need rest. We train at dawn as always and I will not have sleepy Jiangshi in my class.” Marinette fell to the bed in a fit of giggles as her mother tickled the girl.

“Maman, will Piáo chóng and Bào return someday?” Marinette asked as she was tucked under the covers again.

“Perhaps someday they will,” Sabine answered, “perhaps someday all the Kwamii will return as we have so many of their blood children here in Tiān. But that is a thought for another day. Right now you must all sleep. Good night my little Miracles.”

“Good night, Maman,” Marinette said.

“Good night,” Luka, Juleka, Kagami, and Damian said together.

It was quiet as Sabine closed the door and for the first few minutes as they waited to be sure she had really left them alone.

“Do you really think we could be wielders, Marinette?” Juleka asked.

“Why not? We are all descended from the Wielders of the past,” Marinette answered.

“You may all be but there is no way either Mother or Grandfather are descended from wielders,” Damian argued.

“Oh hush, Dami, if any of us are going to be wielders you certainly will be. After all not every wielder was a descendant in the past. The blood-lines had to start somewhere after all.”

“Maybe,” he conceded reluctantly. “If you were going to be a wielder who would it be?”

“I would be Piáo chóng defender of life and Creation,” Marinette said with absolute certainty.

“Even after what happened with Grandfather,” Damian turned to look towards Marinette in the dark.

“Especially after that,” she said flatly.

“I think I’d want to be the dragon,” Kagami said to interrupt the silence following Marinette’s statement.

“Juleka and I are descended from the last know snake holder so I guess one of us would get that one,” Luka said.

“You would Luka,” Juleka said, “I think I would get either the mouse or the fox.”

“What about you Dami?” Marinette asked when he didn’t speak up.

“I don’t think I would get one.”

“Fine, but if you did which one would you want?” Damian ignored the rustling as Marinette turned over in her bed to look at him.

“I think I would want any miraculous that would let me take all of us and the moms and Papa Dupain and my brother far, far away from here and from Grandfather.” Damian finally said.

“That sounds like the horse Miraculous and it’s power Voyage,” Marinette hummed thoughtfully. “Yeah that would be a good one too.”

Damian stared at the moonlight streaming over the floor as the others slowly drifted into sleep. He would like the horse to get everyone away but that wasn’t the one he wanted. He wanted the black cat, he wanted to be the Bào to Marinette’s Piáo chóng. But he knew it wasn’t going to happen. While the others had families with ties to Tiān and the Miraculous wielders of the past, he and his family were invaders. There was no way he would be trusted with a Miraculous after the deaths his family caused.

Damian fell into a fitful sleep thinking about what would be and what might have been. His last thoughts were for the Piáo chóng and Bào in Marinette’s story, who had defeated the Fangshi at the cost of their most beloved person. I won’t let that happen to the others, he thought as he finally fell into slumber, I refuse to let it happen.

________________________

So Thoughts on this first story? Yes, Luka, Juleka, and Kagami were raised with Marinette and Damian in the League. They were in fact tapped as exceptionally talented or had great potential by Sabine and she took them as her personal students, hence the kids sleeping in the same room as Marinette. That and I headcannons that the league would raise the kids in small groups like mini-soldiers. Yes, they are assholes.

I mentioned blood children of the Kwamii above. It’s my personal headcannon for this story that every person has a potential personality leaning towards one Kwamii or another, but certain wielders were so seeped in the magic of the miraculous that it affected their children too, making them more likely to wield the miraculous next and so on with each generation building upon the power of the past. This pattern continues until you end up with True wielders (I’ll get more into that in the next chapter 😈) who are the children of many generations of wielders and possess a bit of the Kwamii magic at birth. I hope you enjoyed this history from Demon’s Bride.

Taglist:

@ozmav @mindfulmagics @multifandomscribette @mochinek0 @inevitableenquere @zebrabaker @persephonebutkore @tog84 @luciferge @sonif50 @ravennightingaleandavatempus @northernbluetongue @actual-human-disaster @clumsy-owl-4178 @aarushi-03 @bluerosette23 @g-arya @moonyloonyx @fertileleaf @shreky-boi @thanks-captain-obvious @panda3506 @hinata3487 @thequestionablyhuman @dontgiveaflyinflip @dast218 @chocolatecatstheron @asianfrustration13 @slytherinsheashire @weird-pale-blonde-person @yin-390 @mycupisbroken @vixen-uchiha @kuroko26 @autisticlinx @worlds-tiniest-spook-pastry @mariae2900 @zalladane @hypnosharkrebeldreamer @tbehartoo @novicevoice @violatiger8 @thebookish3lf @fandomkitty8 @redscarlet95 @gingersnapnoir @chewbaccaatemythoughts @thepeacetea @megawhitleycalderonpaganus @winter-gardenflower @schrodingers25 @littleredrobinhoodlum