#lovesick 2.0 is good so far

[bengiyo]

My School President Ep 2 Stray Thoughts

Last week got off to a great start with what might be the best BL premiere I've ever seen from GMMTV. This has raised my expectations considerably. I was thrilled with the editing choices and the quality of the sound mixing. I'm also really enjoying the leads so far. I'm going to keep calling this show Lovesick 2.0, and I mean that with total affection.

Gemini is doing a great job with his eyes and time Tinn sees Gun for the first time in an interaction, especially when he's surprised. His eyes go wide like he wants to take all of him in, and then you see his throat tighten like he knows he needs to hold back. Once he settles, he's so considered about how he talks to him.

"You'll do anything? Then you must be my boyfriend." I see you, Lovesick 2.0.

Oh no it was a dream, but I did enjoy the effect of it all. Also fun to see an actress wearing the boys' school uniform. I wonder if Tinn saw Lovesick and that's why he's dreaming of that scenario.

Excited to see the beginning of the show from Tinn's perspective. It's refreshing to know that his crush has been burning for a long time.

His friend called Tinn out for simping too hard. I felt that.

This use of flashback is so well done. I complain sometimes about reusing footage, but taking us back to the scene where the music boys were looking for a club to show Tinn failing to flirt with Gun is 👌.

Oh no, Tinn went and started a beauty routine to attract Gun and it was overshadowed by that fight.

The Scrabble board currently reads, "KISS, TENDERNESS, MOMENTS, and COMPROMISE." Also, I hope they don't get sued for using an actual Scrabble board in this show.

The large text on screen is a stylistic choice we're seeing everywhere lately and I'm not exactly keen on it.

I like Tinn's friend, Tiw. I think the actor is Mark?

What was the direction for this scene? "Okay, we're about to add a new roadblock to the romance. When we take the instruments, everyone make sure to step on the rose on the way out. Then, Aou, you better kick the shit out of it."

Tinn really was about to take his shot at the "Be my boyfriend" line. I love him.

Gemini and Fourth are really solid together. Glad to see new actors are getting cultivated in the post-Nadao world.

Okay, but I wanna hear about the orchestra club going all the way to the Netherlands.

This is peak baby gay behavior. Sad because your parents are working on your birthday, and so you end up at a sweets cafe. The owner's attractive son brings you a tasty treat and then sings a lonely song well. You fall in love with him and never get over it, rearranging your life to get closer to him.

Tiwson coming in at the end of the year and fighting with everything he has for the NAMGOONG BEST BOY AWARD.

I'm enjoying BL including more scenes at home and getting the cast out of uniforms. It probably also lets them put them in tank tops and show off their bodies.

Tinn's dad has a secret guitar. OMG

Yes, let's make this handoff of the guitar as complicated as possible. Of course it worked. This is BL.

Tiwson saving the bit is another point on his campaign for best boy. Also glad Gun isn't clueless.

Noo don't hint about a special rule and then cutaway.

These boys have been up there for four hours? It's time to go.

Okay, they processed the bi'jesus out of Gemini's voice there. Goddamn.

I do like the choice to sing the song that made him fall for Gun.

Yes, Tinn is helping purely for business reasons. You'll have to work closely together, maybe late at night, and maybe he'll have to sleep over in the only bed.

More obstacles next week, but we're getting baited by a kiss I'm sure won't happen.

[uwusenpaiuwu]

Baji Being A Menace To Society (And Your Relationship) 2.0

Sequel to: Baji A.K.A. The Worst (Best) Matchmaker

Summary: Baji’s at it again, acting out-of-pocket and creating chaos for absolutely no reason, other than to see you suffer. In his own Baji-esque way, of course.

Pairing: Sano Manjiro | Mikey x Male Reader

Warning(s): Boku no Pico is mentioned, but there is absolutely nothing graphic; mentions of masturbation

Note(s): I am so sorry if it isn’t funny. Sadly, I am but an amateur writer, not a comedian. Still, I hope you all enjoy! ^^

"(Y/n), want some ice cream? My treat."

Usually, you'd be the first to jump at an offer for a sweet treat, especially when you don't have to pay. However, as of now, the word 'ice cream,' when said by Baji, instantly triggers your fight-or flight-response. Paired with the fact that he’s broke as hell, your suspicions only increase for the sudden indulgence.

Since you know you're no match for the long-haired menace, your body automatically prepares to flee, legs twitching to lurch into a sprint. Unfortunately for you, just before you can get the fuck out of there, your hand is being grabbed by Mikey, who leisurely begins to tug you along to claim your dessert.

“You like ice cream, right?” he turns to ask, eyes unbelievably soft when looking at you.

And because you’re weak for him, all you can do is nod stiffly, trading in your sanity for the pleased grin that spreads across his face, his confident strides thereafter likely a result of him successfully remembering another miscellaneous fact about you, as has been the case since you officially started dating him. From the most trivial of things, like which brand of pens and pencils you prefer, to the slightly more important stuff, like ice cream being one of your favorite desserts; he’s made the effort of remembering them all.

He really doesn’t need to do any of that, ‘cause you’ll love him either way, but the conscious decision to do so is what makes you love him even more.

Zoning back into reality, you shake your head to reorient yourself. It isn’t the time to be going over the reasons why you’re such a lovesick puppy.

No, there are other things to worry about, mainly Baji.

You squeeze Mikey’s hand as you’re led to the nearest ice cream parlor to try and calm yourself. It works for the most part, especially when you get a reassuring squeeze back.

‘Right,’ you tell yourself, ‘it’s going to be okay.’

After all, Baji wouldn’t do anything too drastic, right?

~~~

You were wrong. So, so wrong.

Despite nothing having transpired yet, every alarm in your head is going off, pounding at the door of reason to get you to wake up and realize that it’s Baji you’re talking about, the same person that sets cars on fire when hungry and punches the first unfortunate soul he passes by on the street when sleepy.

You really should’ve listened to your survival instincts and ran. Alas, it’s much too late to escape, leaving you to wallow in your anxiety, while you wait for misfortune to strike.

And strike it does.

“Please, don’t sit next to me. You make me nauseous.”

“That’s cruel. I bought you ice cream, and you treat me like this?”

Yeah, he may have bought it, but you refuse to eat it because of how intensely Baji is staring at you. Fucking weirdo.

"Oh, do you want some of mine instead, (Y/n)?" Baji accentuates his question with a sensual lick to his ice cream from the edge of the cone to the finessed peak, making you extremely uncomfortable as he stares you down with the full motion.

As slowly as he licks his frozen treat do you slowly raise your middle finger, eliciting chuckles from the other occupants of the table.

You think you won that mini battle, though?

Ha! Nope.

Baji mirrors the vulgar action, not once breaking eye contact as he dips the tip of his finger directly into his ice cream, pulls it out, and proceeds to lick that, too.

Disgusted, you promptly avert your attention elsewhere, praying that Baji won’t continue being, well, himself.

Your prayers fall on deaf ears.

"It's cold!" As soon as the exclamation leaves your mouth, your blood runs glacial, knowing that you've unintentionally played into Baji's trap. The appearance of a sly, almost feral, smirk when you whip your head around to glare confirms what you already know.

The curtain has risen, and you’re standing center stage in a performance you can’t break free from.

"Aw, can't let it go to waste,” Baji continues, reaching over to scoop the ice cream you’re 100% certain he purposely spilled on the front of your shirt, with his fingers.

Then, to your horror and everyone else’s shock, he asks, without an ounce of virtue to his name, "Want me to lick it off with my mouth?"

Chifuyu is seated on the other side of the table, hiding his face in his hands. “Baji-san...”

"It'll stain if it dries like that." Dear God, how you wish to un-see Baji batting his eyelashes at you.

“I don’t care!” At this point, you’ve resorted to clumsily scooting your chair as far away from him as possible, which isn’t actually as far as you’d like considering your surroundings. Hell, so long as you put some distance between yourself and the crazy bastard that wants to see you suffer, you don’t mind having to force yourself halfway onto Mikey’s lap. (The firm hand that keeps you steady by the waist proves that your presence isn’t unwanted either.)

"Geez, (Y/n), you're such a scatterbrain."

Seeing Baji sell the line with a slow tugging of his hair behind the ear has you torn between laughing and dying a little more. Truthfully, his acting is frighteningly impressive, and you would’ve applauded his performance, if not for the fact that the role he’s playing still haunts your dreams.

By this time, most of who accompanied you to the ice cream parlor have figured out what kind of drugs Baji is on this time, which also means that those fuckers have seen, or are at least aware of, the cursed trilogy of questionable porn that’s being reenacted before their eyes, with you as an unwilling co-star. Those that are puzzled as to why people are shoving their fists in their mouths to refrain from laughing are obviously God’s favorites.

“The fuck is going on? I wanna laugh at Baji’s dumbassery, too.”

“Pah-chin... I think it’s best you don’t know.”

Interestingly enough, the one you’re most concerned about hasn’t said anything yet, splitting his attention between observing the scene unfolding and eating his portion of a deluxe sundae.

Then, out of nowhere-

“I understand.”

You and Baji freeze where you are, each of you grasping the other’s collar, you to shove him away, and him to draw you closer.

“(Y/n),” Mikey says, your name rolling silkily off his tongue in a tone much too fond for his next words, “if you like roleplay, just tell me.”

...

“Huh?”

“I’m fine with pissing, remember? So, roleplay shouldn’t be a problem.”

Heat rises to your face at an alarming pace, and it continues to climb as Mikey takes your free hand in his, which serves not to comfort but to unintentionally remind you of the humiliating experience from a few months back. And just when you convinced him that you didn’t want anything to do with getting freaky with the body’s excreta, too.

“You’ve got it wrong! I don’t- arfghfgh?!”

Your prayer to help cool down your flushed cheeks must have been heard, but you’re pretty damn sure you didn’t ask for Baji to shove his ice cream in your mouth!

“Oh, yeah. (Y/n)’s a fuckin’ geek when it comes to roleplay,” the unhinged bastard speaks in your stead, indifferent to the nails clawing at his hand clamped over your mouth. “You should try it with him. We were doing a scene from his favorite anime.”

Mikey tilts his head, interest positively piqued. “Which one is that?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know, leader?”

Mikey raises an eyebrow.

Baji opens his mouth.

You lunge.

It’s a series of events that happens in the blink of an eye and ends with loud crashing as you tackle Baji to the ground.

“Listen up, Baji Keisuke. We took an oath that day, and if you dare utter a word of what went down, I’ll consider that a breach of the code of secrecy and take you down, making sure you drown in a pit of your own shame and despair.”

Surprised to have been pinned down so quickly, it takes a while for Baji’s brain to catch up, but when it does, he’s frustratingly unfazed at the threat.

“Oho~ How scary. Too bad for you, I have no shame.”

“Not even if I tell Mama Baji where your porn stash is?”

That has the great Baji tensing up.

“You wouldn’t dare use an underhanded tactic like that.”

Your lips turn into a wicked grin. “Are you sure? I have as much dirt on you as you have on me, and like you, I won’t hesitate to use it to my advantage.”

If your grin is wicked, Baji’s is downright evil, showing off his sharp, gritted canines and all.

“You got balls, (Y/n),” he snarls, “but mine are bigger.”

The boy beneath you opens his mouth, and faster than you can stop him, he just...does it.

“(Y/n) (L/n) watched Boku no Pico and liked it!”

Silence.

Silence is all that’s heard for a good, long minute following the booming roar of the revelation.

You dare not look up to gauge everyone’s reactions, instead keeping your icy glare fixated on Baji, who looks smug as shit for having caused the glorious eruption of heat to spread like wildfire across your entire body, from the tips of your ears down to where your skin disappears under the collar of your jacket.

This...

This is war.

Taking in a deep breath, you answer his uncalled for declaration with your own thunderous shout of, “Baji watched Boku no Pico and jacked off to it! Twice!”

Baji laughs. “Oh, pray tell, saintly (Y/n), how many times did you jack off to it?”

“None of your fucking business, asshole.”

“Pretty fucking sure it is, since we were in the same room.”

Someone chokes, while you choke Baji.

“We. Swore. To. Secrecy. You. Asshole,” you practically growl, with each of your words accompanied by a ruthless back-and-forth shaking of the other boy’s person.

“Let up on the choking, dude. I’m not into that. You, however-”

Unable to take the ceaseless slander to your name anymore, you reel your fist back, but, upon seeing Baji’s cheek turned to you, jaw jutted out, as if inviting you to take your best shot, you hesitate. You know you wouldn’t be able to pack enough of a punch to actually leave an impact on him, which is terribly upsetting.

On the bright side, there’s still one tactic you can use that’ll be just as effective, a technique courtesy of your health teacher, who happily taught it to the class to use in case of an emergency.

Technically, it’s meant to be used to assess a person’s level of consciousness, but you suppose it can be used to get back at inconsiderate idiots, too.

“Ow! Ow! What the fuc-! Ow!”

You keep a straight face as you continue to rub your knuckles against his sternum, fully intent on delivering the worst possible pain to the current bane of your existence. It brings a sort of sadistic satisfaction to hear the ever prideful Baji’s screams of pain, and while it doesn’t completely undo the damage done, it does help soothe your wounded self-esteem.

“You want me stop? Beg for it.”

“Pissing, roleplay, choking, and begging? Goddam- OW!”

Your reign of terror comes to its untimely end when you’re lifted up into the air by the armpits, and through the haze of your power trip, you realize that Baji’s saving grace is Draken, who proceeds to carry you out of the parlor with ease.

“People are staring,” he coolly explains when you protest to having unfinished business.

Pouting, you cross your arms over your chest. “It’s his fault.”

Once outside, Draken doesn’t immediately put you back on your feet, until Mikey strolls out of the parlor. Only when the gang leader has his arms outstretched to you are you promptly deposited on the ground and taken into his embrace.

“Are you done letting off some steam?” is the first thing he asks you. Even though you can’t see his expression, the way he holds you and the way he cradles the back of your head, handling you with the utmost care, is indication enough that there will be no reprimand for, essentially, assaulting your division commander. (You would argue that it was an act of self defense against verbal harassment, but whatever.)

There’s just an overwhelming amount of love. So, so, so much love for each other.

“Yeah, I am,” you eventually answer, followed by a content sigh.

“Good.”

Naturally, that’s the perfect time for the tinkling of the bells above the parlor door to pilfer your attention. Baji’s appearance causes your face to morph into a scowl.

You cling tighter to Mikey, peeking over his shoulder to flip the ravenet off and mouth, ‘Go to Hell.’

As always, Baji answers your attempt to appear opposing with an obnoxious smirk.

‘See you there.’

~~~

“Boku no Pico, huh?”

“Draken, don’t laugh! Baji forced me to watch it!”

“All 3 episodes?”

“Twice.”

“...”

“...”

“Favorite scene...?”

“As if I’d have one.”

"Actually-"

“Ahh! Shut up! Why are you here, stupid Baji?! You live in the other direction!”

~~~

“Hey, (Y/n). Want to try doing the same thing with me?”

You look up, perplexed. Mikey literally just walked into the room, and that was the first thing he said to you.

“Do wha-?”

Your breath catches in your throat when you turn your head, only for you to come centimeters from bumping noses with him. And because he can, he lovingly knocks your foreheads together, too.

“It’s okay. I promise it’ll definitely be fun.”

You should feel ashamed for recognizing the same sequence of lines from Boku no Pico so quickly, though any coherent words are overtaken by an incomprehensible, high-pitched screech, a feat achieved solely by a teenage boy going through puberty.

A combination of shock and amusement crosses over Mikey’s features then. He’s never heard you make that sound before.

It’s cute. Strains the ears quite a bit, but cute.

While Draken lurks beside him, questioning Mikey’s standards of what constitutes as ‘cute,’ you’re sprinting across the room, red-faced, to Baji, who’s already grinning from ear-to-ear.

“Stop tainting my boyfriend, you piece of shit! Give him back his innocence!”

(Unbeknownst to you, whilst immersed in your fit of hysterics, your use of the word ‘boyfriend’ has a certain blond beaming.

“Did you hear that, Ken-chin? He called me his boyfriend.”

“Wow, congrats.”

Mikey either doesn’t give a shit or is simply too smitten to acknowledge Draken’s apathetic response.)

Baji blinks, unable to believe what you’re trying to insinuate. “Innocent? That little gremlin motherfucker?”

Both of you look in Mikey’s direction. When he sees you staring, he breaks out in a smile and throws a wave.

Your heart involuntarily skips a beat at the sight, and, okay, you’re convinced. Mikey deserves better than knowing of that cursed series’ existence.

Clearly, you’re down bad for Toman’s leader, and as such, Baji figures he can use that to quench his boredom for the day.

“Ooh, if only you knew what he gets off to.”

The tone in his voice instantly rouses suspicion. You narrow your eyes at him. “I don’t care what kind of porn he gets off to.”

“Porn? Nah, ya silly goose-”

“Don’t call me that.”

Baji ignores your comment as he moves to sling one arm around your shoulders, the other raising up to mimic an obscene tugging motion that no teenage boy is a stranger to.

“He jerks it to yo-”

BAM!

One second, Baji is lazily hanging off of your person, the next, he’s sprawled out on the floor, face down, and groaning in pain. You expect nothing less after witnessing him receive a rather impressive flying kick to the chest from Mikey.

Before you can assess the full damage, your view gets obscured by a pair of keys.

“Wanna take my bike out for a spin?”

Yes, you know Mikey is trying to divert your attention from whatever Baji was going to say, and, yes, you probably should check on the figure that has yet to get up.

But do you really care?

You take one glance at Baji’s concerningly unmoving body and quickly come to a conclusion.

You do not.

That being said, you quite literally drag Mikey and, by extension, Draken out of there, chanting an excited, “Let’s go!” on your way, abandoning Baji to wither on the ground.

Baji?

Baji feels betrayed.

~~~

"Chifuyu?”

“Hm?”

“Y’know, I was joking.” Baji flips onto his back with a grunt. “Man, who knew Mikey was all grown up?”

The vice captain of the first division hums, seemingly uninterested in his commander’s musings.

It goes quiet for a few minutes, the sole instigator of noise being Chifuyu flipping the pages of his manga.

Unpredictable is Baji, and the same goes for his train of thought.

“I should punch Mikey for kicking me.”

“No, you’d get beat up.”

“...”

“I should punch (Y/n) for Mikey kicking me.”

Truly, unpredictable and senseless.

“You’d still get beat up.”

Baji opens his mouth to argue.

“By Mikey.”

He promptly closes it.

“Fuck it. I’ll keep spicing up their relationship as payback.”

Sighing, Chifuyu closes his book to crouch down next to him. “Baji-san, with all due respect, you’re an asshole.”

Baji Keisuke has experienced betrayal twice today.

And he deserved it both times.

[jennagrinsoverml]

ML Fic Recs - Ladynoir

I think most readers can appreciate a good rec list, but it’s often the same fics that I see recced again and again. I get why they’re recced - they’re amazing! But I want help finding fic I haven’t already read. So I decided to be the change I want to see in the world. The rule: the fic must have less than a thousand kudos on AO3 (but I’m trying to limit to fics that have less than 500.) Obviously this means a lot of my favourites are not included here, but you’ve probably read all of those already anyway. 

If you enjoy these, please reblog so more readers can find these awesome fics!

To get things started and in honour of the quality ladynoir content we just got (which I’m hoping will inspire even more quality fan content!), let’s have some ladynoir recs. Fics are in no particular order.

Amnesiac? More like Amnesi-Chat by therealjanebingley

Oblivio's back, and this time only Chat Noir gets hit. Based on his limited knowledge and the way Ladybug acts towards him, he makes some assumptions.

One-shot. This is hilarious. From Chat’s genuine glee about his superheroes to Ladybug’s affectionate indulgence to having Chat provide an “outside perspective” on Ladybug’s non-platonic behaviour towards him to the teasing... I could see this actually happening in an Oblivio 2.0 episode.

Experimental Kisses by @komorebirei

Ladybug watched him. Maybe it was guilt, maybe sympathy, maybe a streak of playfulness. Maybe the traumatic akuma experience had softened her up. Whatever the reason, a thought wafted lazily through her mind and out of her mouth. “You know… you’re right. It isn’t fair, is it?”

Chat Noir looked up.

“I remember my first kiss, but you don’t.” She hummed and tapped her chin, making a show of remembering. “It wasn’t a bad kiss, but we were in the middle of fighting an akuma, so I didn’t get to enjoy it much, either.”

Oops—that came out sounding a little, no, a lot more flirty than she had intended. Anyway, if she was going to commit to this idea, she may as well go all in.

One-shot. Ladybug offers to kiss Chat since he doesn’t remember their kiss and the way she reacts to the kiss...it lives in my mind rent-free. I have fallen asleep many a night fantasizing about what the repercussions of the kiss might look like. 

What's your favourite colour? by @hermionemonica

Ladybug and Chat Noir sit on a rooftop, watching the sunset.

One-shot. This fic is short and sweet and absolutely lovely. It’s set post-reveal and despite only being 566 words it’s full of sweetness and feeling.

Margins of Error by orphan_account

“Do you…” Ladybug's voice is at an almost-whisper. He can feel her breath fire-hot against his face. “Do you want me to show you how I think they should write our kiss?”

Adrien isn’t here anymore, leave a message after the tone.

--

Adrien was raised on order. His life is meticulously planned, each day as reliable as the equations he studies in physics and calculus. But Ladybug- Ladybug always has him at a loss.

One-shot. Okay, so I know the author of this one since I download all my favourite fics, but since they’ve orphaned it I’m going to respect that. However, since the author was kind enough to leave the work up so people can continue to enjoy it, I’m going to suggest that people do so! Ladynoir kisses featuring my absolute favourite dynamic: sexually assertive Ladybug and receptive Chat Noir. (Don’t take this to mean the fic has sexual content - it’s just kissing.) AMAZING.

Liquid Luck by @somethingvaguetodo

Ladybug enlists Chat Noir's help in decoding the remaining ingredients for the power-up transformation potions. Together, they work on creating them, and possibly destroying the barriers between them.

Multi-chapter. The riddles of the secret potion ingredients are fun to think about, Ladybug and Chat Noir both get to show off their smarts, and the trust and support between the two of them is showcased. Perfect ladynoir.

when you weren't mine to lose by @bugsandchatons

Change is a scary thing, especially when it feels like nothing has stayed the same.

It's been a year since Marinette became the Guardian of the Miracle Box - a year of struggling beneath a burden she never asked for, a weight that has her leaning on her partner more and more as the hours fly by, of letting him come to her, too, when he needs a soft place to land. A year of falling for the boy who takes on the world by her side with a smile made of sunlight, and fighting the growing urge to tell him what he means to her.

After all, they'll have time enough for that when Paris is safe.

But when the unthinkable happens, Marinette learns the tragedy of loving someone quietly, and the lines she'll cross to save him.

Multi-chapter. This is what happens when Ladybug loses Chat Noir. It hurts in all the best ways and the writing is absolutely gorgeous and somehow we still get a happy ending!

well if i'm beautiful and you're beautiful then who's saving paris? by celebreultimaverba

Chat flirts. Surprisingly, it works.

And then it backfires.

One-shot. This one is so cute and sweet! It’s a quick read but you’ll be smiling by the end of it.

sometimes the dreamers finally wake up by magesamell

"Four days ago a mermaid flooded Paris and an ancient guardian introduced himself to his father as a substitute Chinese tutor. He had thought that would be the end of it."

Ladybug tells Chat Noir all of her secrets.

One-shot. Post-Syren. The fic we all desperately need about Ladybug actively working to restore the balance of her and Chat’s relationship after Fu messes with that. It’s not overly romantic, but it’s absolutely perfect.

i fall in love just a little, oh, just a little by @mlady-noir

If she was asked, Ladybug wouldn't be able to give a specific date when her heart decided to fall for her pun loving partner, but she could point out the night she realized it.

One-shot. Sofffffttttttt. This is just a beautiful narrative of Ladybug’s fall for Chat with a sweet, sweet ending.

Someone I Can’t Fall In Love With by @yslen54

Ladybug agreed with Chat Noir when he suggested that they should finally share their identities with each other, but she’s been dreading it ever since.

One-shot. This is short and sweet. An identity reveal that explores Ladybug’s feelings for Chat Noir and then plays with the divided heart trope.

The following fics are amazing and absolutely worth reading, but do feature sexual content, so minors beware.

You can’t stay away from me by plikki

When Adrien sides with his father, he expects to protect Ladybug and buy some time. He doesn't expect that his emotional state will make it so much harder to resist the girl that he loves, until he just gives in.

Multi-chapter. Rated M. Not-quite an enemies AU, but with all the beautiful angst and tension of one. There’s a fair amount of sex, so be warned but it’s SO SO GOOD. And all of the pain and angst is followed by a sweet happy ending.

baby, we don't have time to be coy by Molebear

"What are we doing?" Chat breathes, the words sending a tendril of lucidity back into Ladybug's hormone-addled brain.

It's a fair question.

The origins of this tryst are a little hazy in her mind at this point. Something about a lovesick akuma, maybe? Ladybug vaguely remembers Chat Noir getting struck by something, only seconds before it hit her too. There was a fight, or... there was something she and Chat Noir had been in the middle of doing - something important, like.... save-the-world important - before she'd dragged him underground with the sole intention of climbing him like a tree.

A scorned lover gets akumatized and gains the power to cast Lust. When it comes to distracting Paris' beloved superhero team, this power turns out to be... rather effective.

One-shot. Rated M. The UST of this one damn near killed me. It’s hot AF and I would commit homicide to read the conversation these two have after that lmaoooo

Charmed, I'm Sure by @chatonne-rousse

Friends with benefits. It's right there in the name, and it's what they are - friends. Best friends. This is just a way for two consenting adults to relieve stress after akuma fights, with the only person they'd trust with this level of intimacy. Really, what could go wrong? (The real question is, what could go right?)

Multi-chapter. Rated E. The sex is really, really hot. It’s in character and full of emotion. And there’s an amazing identity reveal followed by “I’m so happy it’s you!” sex. 

A Little Too Far by imploder

Ladybug gets handsy, and Chat Noir lacks self-control. Alternitavely: "Plagg's Worst Nightmare".

One-shot. Rated E. This one is hot and in character and just absolutely amazing steamy ladynoir content. Features my favourite: sexually assertive Ladybug. Because who doesn’t love playing with gender role stereotypes?

[blake-belladonna-defence-force]

Writing prompt of how either Blake or Yang(whichever one you choose) proposes to the other . Craving that soft Bumbleby today :3

*throws the soft dorky bees* here, have the fluffy dorks!

Thanks for the suggestion, I do love seeing these girls be soft.

Couple things to note:

They live in their own home and Yang is working on Bumblebee 2.0

Yang designs and builds prosthetics. But she does volunteer work for low income areas.

Blake has a chunk missing out of her left ear due to a smaller Grimm getting too close.

Blake is head of faunus relations at the SDC and works with Weiss to ensure equal rights. One day, her parents will retire and she’ll take over from them.

Yang sings off key because she claims that she’ll never sound as beautiful as Blake’saugh so why even try.

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Blake laughed from where she sat on the counter of their garage as her girlfriend purposefully sang out of key, a battle torn ear flicking lightly. She truly adored this woman.

“… okay and our new baby is done!” Yang said, wiping her hands on an old rag, engine grease stains coating her tank top and her skin. And yet… she was still the most beautiful thing that Blake had ever seen.

Blake never thought that this would ever happen. The war with Salem was long and hard. They had lost a lot of good people. But the two girls had done their best to never let the war affect their relationship. It hasn’t always been easy. They had their disputes and disagreements just like any other couple. But the bond they shared was so unique and so strong that nothing could tear it down. Not with the amount of work and fight that they had put into protecting it.

Blake shook her head, recalling back to the Schnee ball when she had confessed to Yang. It had been terrifying but Yang had immediately resolved all of her fears. They’ve been inseparable ever since. Much to Weiss’s sufferance.

“What are you thinking about, baby?” Yang asked softly, recognising the far away look in Blake’s eyes.

“About the most beautiful, intelligent and incredible woman in the world.” Blake murmured, reaching out to run her thumb down Yang’s nose.

“Huh. Thinking about yourself is a little vain, don’t you think?” Yang grinned. Blake felt her heart stutter as she lightly smacked Yang’s shoulder.

“You don’t need to flirt. You’ve already got me.” Blake giggled, watching as a lovesick look crossed Yang’s face. They were 22 and been together since they were 18 and yet they still managed to fluster and make each other lovestruck. Blake doubted that it would ever fade. “I just want you to know that I feel so lucky to have you. Can you guess how much?” Blake asked teasingly, leaning close to her girlfriend and kissing her nose.

“Hmm. I don’t know. Tell me.” Yang said with a fond smile and a roll of her eyes, humouring Blake’s playful mood.

“This much.” Blake smirked, placing a velvet box on the counter beside where she sat with small bang to draw Yang’s attention.

Yang’s eyes went wide and she let out a gasping laugh.

“Oh my God. Are you seriously proposing to me when I’m covered in grease? I just fixed our new bike, babe! You couldn’t wait until I got cleaned up?” Yang teased, despite the tears that were pooling in her eyes.

“Hey, I’m just giving our future kids a fun story to listen to.” Blake said playfully, pushing the box towards Yang pointedly.

“… kids.” Yang said distantly, smile wide with wonder. “Yeah. Okay.” She breathed as she tried to pull herself together.

“Sooo…” Blake drawled to hide her anxiety. “Is that a yes?” Her voice hitched slightly but even without it, Yang would have picked up on her nerves. She always did.

“Baby.” Yang cooed, stepping between Blake’s and reaching up to cup her jaw. “It’s always been yes.”

Blake let out a half laugh, half sob and pulled Yang close, wrapping her legs around her waist and entwined her fingers in her hair gently. Yang gave a happy, watery smile back before pulling Blake down to place a tender kiss on her lips, pulling back to grab the box.

“Put it on?” She asked, voice small and vulnerable, letting all of all walls just for Blake. Blake gave a small nod and a warm smile and gently took the ring and put it on Yang. It was a simple, gold band with a bee engraved in it. “It’s perfect. You’re perfect. We are perfect!” Yang said, nuzzling into Blake’s neck.

“I love you, Yang.” Blake whispered into Yang’s hair, delighting in the small, adoring rain “I love you too, Blake” that was mumbled into her neck with a kiss.

It’s been a long journey to get here. The story with Salem was over.

But now their story was just beginning.

[magaprima]

Part 2 Episode 3 Thoughts

When Mrs Meeks is all ‘you have a special visitor’, Lilith is just sat at her desk, chin in her hands, not doing anything in particular, and I can’t help but think she was musing deeply on how she was going to poison everyone at the Sweethearts Dance. Like a demonic daydream.

And when Adam bursts in like ‘darling, I’m here’ in the space of a second, we see Lilith go through surprise, displeasure, confusion, polite dismissal. But while she’s keeping up pretence of being Mary with ‘And you always keep your promises, don’t you?’ she just looks so bewildered by the entire thing, like she looks at the flowers like she really doesn’t know what it is that he’s doing or what she’s supposed to do with them. She isn’t even able to fake her reaction to them, which highlights that no one has ever given Lilith flowers. Probably never given her a gift at all, not without an attachment of ‘now do this unsavoury job for me’. But here is someone just giving her flowers because they’re pleased to see her. She’s utterly unprepared for how to deal with this sort of situation. 

She does, however, manage to turn her head in time so he kisses her on the cheek instead of the lips, and I think this is the point when Adam begins to wonder if ‘Mary’ is happy to see him. He keeps looking at her in wonder, but doesn’t come close to ehr again, as if he’s watching her, trying to look for hints or clues as to why she’s not jumping for joy like he is (as, as far as we know, he left Mary on good terms. The novel that was released has Mary describing the relationship as love that came too late in life, so they’re definitely meant to be in love, so good terms). He frowns at her, really studying her and then says ‘You look so different’, and there’s a common belief that when a woman changes her appearance drastically suddenly, it’s because she’s found a man, and if she’s already with one, then it means she’s having an affair. I genuinely think Adam begins to worry about that at this point (The fact he says in a later episode ‘if someone hurt you while i was gone’ proves that the thought had definitely crossed his mind, like he thinks it’s a genuine possibility she had an affair, but never confronted her about it, because he accepts he was away a long time, maybe something happened, he can’t expect her to stop living while he’s gone).

However, Lilith’s immediate reaction to his question is ‘you don’t approve’. Her knee-jerk presumption is that he would disapprove, because her whole experience with men has been them disapproving of her. Original Adam, The False God, Lucifer, and these are just the ones we canonically know, have all found her wanting, they have seen who she is and told her to be different, they’ve said that the way she is isn’t good enough, isn’t worthy, needs to be corrected, and so when Adam 2.0 says she’s different, she presumes it’s a bad thing. But nope, he loves it and, perhaps it’s the fact I’m an Adam fan talking, but I get the vibe that he loves it because it’s ‘mary’ like I feel he would have loved any change she made. . 

Lilith, however, right now is getting so exhausted with playing along when she’s utterly clueless- like everything to do with the school she was able to learn quickly, pick up from books and files- but evidence of Adam would have been personal stuff, and no way did Lilith care enough to look through Mary’s personal things, that would have been too boring for her. So here is a nice fresh curve ball of madness  that has put a bouquet of flowers down that she is still holding because she doesn’t know what to do with them, because she has never been given flowers.

The way Adam retreats when Lilith says ‘Why don’t we continue this back at the cottage? I’m afraid I’ve really got my hands full here’ yet again says he seems to suspect that something is off, and he’s presuming it’s that she’s had an affair, or, worse, has fallen out of love with him. So he’s quick to agree, like yep, yep I’ll get out of your hair, and he immediately goes back to the cottage to drench the place in every romantic gesture he can think of (more on that in the next post), because Lilith’s words do sound like someone who wants to break up, but doesn’t want to do it in a private place. Lilith doesn’t intend this, she is literally just trying to get him to leave, but from his innocent viewpoint as Adam and seeing her as Mary, it sounds like things are not as rosy as when he left.

The way she drops the flowers once he leaves, as well as immediately dropping her smile, is comical, and it’s made even more so by the way she immediately drops her head in her hand as she calls for Mrs Meeks. Like Lilith looks so exhausted and stressed, like ‘what the fuck is this? Who is this man? Why the fuck do I have to deal with a lovesick mortal man? Why does my suffering never end?’. She’s so stressed. Her job is tiring her, it really is. 

But bless Mrs Meeks who turns up in the doorway with the biggest smile, clearly so happy for Mary that Adam has come back. Like she looks so supportive and eager and I just love how dedicated Mrs Meeks seems to be to Lilith (and I’m gonna enjoy that developing with the real Ms Wardwell in Part 3). 

And the way Lilith asks for information ‘I’m going to need you to tell me everything you know about that man that was just here’ is so tense and jaw clenched, as if this newcomer has arrived specifically to piss her off and cause her problems. And then when a very bewildered Mrs Meeks says ‘your fiancée? Adam?’ oh the horror penny just drops fully on Lilith's head. The horror and shock, and just the slightest hint of upset, in her eyes really tells you all you need to know about how she felt about the original Adam, the triggering nature of the mere mention of his name, and I do wonder if, for a brief second, she wondered if this was the original Adam, some disguise, turning up to torment her, before she realises that’s not possible. But Gods, Lilith believes her day has just officially hit rock bottom. 

[bengiyo]

My School President Ep 1 Stray Thoughts

I've been hearing about this show for weeks from @shortpplfedup who described this as "Lovesick 2.0 and without the angst," which has me extremely hyped. I've got my bestie here, so you'll get both of our thoughts.

These boys are very cute so far. I liked the opening dream sequence. It was just surreal enough to set the time for this show.

This principal is a real one. Love the energy of, "Win and this drama won't matter."

Okay, that was a good reveal about the new principal. Excellent table setting there.

The glasses kid looks like Up Poompat and it's throwing me off.

Why are the GMMTV boys lips always so chapped and overly red? Who decided?

What's your proposal as president? "Vibes." Um....okay?

That was a really solid prologue. I understand what's going on and the immediate stakes, even if the BL reveal comes later. The intro also wasn't super long.

Oh no. Texas Chicken will never leave me in peace.

Ah, and there's our BL moment.

This dude stares into the middle distance a lot.

Okay, the first song is actually good. So relieved that they can actually play instruments and make music together. I am okay with them being slackers, but also being a fake club would have been tedious.

The sound effects are actually being used well in this show.

This mom is everything. Making a scene to escape and then berating her son. Love it.

These boys dancing in the background during the class are giving me my life! You better twirl!!

Oh, BL. I never get tired of this version of crash into you.

I'm enjoying how considered the audio feels in this show so far. It's refreshing.

I like that the seniors' playing has the exact sound of a garage band.

That was unsubtle about mixing their names. I see you, Mr. President.

It does show some maturity for them to perform confidently before a hostile crowd and pull them in to their side.

Really love whoever made the call to feature Thai folk music. We get a lot of pop in their tv dramas, and I actually liked this song. The folks behind this show definitely care about music.

This is cute with the audience score, but is this also a commentary on the Thai political system?

Okay, that was a cute first episode. I see it!