#sorry for the tumblr hiatus been pretty busy

[8-bitbasil]

jesse hanging out (he is trans)

[deepseacityunderground]

i did a pokeymon tierlist that took me three hours to do ;-;

i put it and explainations under a cut because its so big lmao. if you want it to not be blurry then open it seperately in desktop idk

lesbian tier: self explainatory (ill explain why i like them so much later)

my babies: good designs, sentimental, AND i like fighting with them

sentimental tier: various favs across the years, theyre more individuals than species to me because of my memories with these guys.

i wish pokemon were real: for pokemon that make me say "i wish pokemon were real"

ebic: i like them lots and i like to have them on my team

the funny little creatures: i smile when i see them and i like them

intriguing: hmm there is something here... but i'm not quite getting it maybe?

not rlly interested: this one is self explainatory... if ur fav is here im sorry :( im sure these guys are cool i just dont rlly think about them ever

fucked up: i dont like seeing them they make me uncomfortable

scyther was my first partner in my first pokemon game :) it was diamond. i overtrained scyther way too much and he (because it was a boy scyther) would do that thing where he doesnt listen in battle so i build his entire moveset around it. he was lost when i transferred him to heartgold and then dropped heartgold in some water. rip scyther always in my heart

togekiss was my friend alongside scyther. she was the first pokemon i ever trained up to lv.100. she was also a victim of the heartgold incident. rip togekiss always in my heart.

absol was the only one from my initial gamebeating diamond team to survive the incident. she was transferred over to my copy of platinum and after i ended up losing diamond, remained there happily. i dont want to transfer her to bank or home because i think itd be like moving an old cat to a new house. i dont want to upset her at her old age. also absol's design fucks. emo fringe lynx. absol is what sparked my emotions about dark types. also i played pmd1 as a kid.

gengar is gengar. also i played pmd1 as a kid and read a copious amount of fanfic focused around pmd1 gengar (everyone go read pmd victory fire now it doesnt even matter that its on forever hiatus and ended with a cliffhanger go read it)

the tentacool variations are here purely out of sentimentality. when i was much younger, id let my little sister borrow my copies of the gen 4 pokemon games. she was really young and didnt really care about rpgs in general at the time, so shed always just explore and catch random pokemon instead of actually playing the games. one time, after i got the games back from her, i looked in my pc and saw like. two full boxes of tentacool and tentacruel that shed caught. and they've all got nose themed nicknames like "nosey" or "nosenose" and other stuff like that. so apparently she was surfing about and saw a tentacool for the first time and was just. obsessed with how they looked and thought they looked like big noses (with the red spots being like nostrils i think) and just decided to catch loads and loads of them because she liked them so much. so it became an inside joke between us. i dont really have much in common with my sister anymore and our relationship is pretty cold rn but pokemon is the one thing we still hold in common. and ill always associate tentacool with her.

we all know why grovyle is where he is. same with dusknoir. theyre also good designs.

i really dont like enamourus because its fucked up how they designed three big buff genie men and then made one that was pink and skinny. awful. makes me angry. if they were buff theyd be one of my favs tho.

i really dont like the pla designs for dialga and palkia... theyve already both got very busy designs and i think these forms are Too Busy. i really wanted to like them but well... i look at giratinas two forms and cry over what could have been.

i dont like the tumblr sexyman lizard.

a lot of pokemon are in higher tiers cus theyre based on animals i like... i like a lot of cat pokemon for this reason. also i like the litten line cus it fucks. and my litten in sumo was a female and i like the idea of big buff wrester catgirl :3 incineroar is a really good design and shes big and strong... whats not to love.

also, i generally like a lot of designs which other pokemon fans dislike... i especially love more humanoid/furry "feminine" designs like primarina, lilligant, gardevoir, lopunny, tsareena, etc etc... i really dislike how a lot of these designs are just seen as like sexygirl designs by the community... sadly porn will exist of everything but these pokemon are also creatures. theyre animals. they may look a bit like a girl but they are still magic animals. like one time in moon i had a whole team of grass girlies and it was just fun to hang out with my funny grass lady creatures.

i like giratina because theyre a big ass antimatter caterpillar. drawing giratina helped me draw antropomorphic caterpillars actually. i like their big ass legs.

all eeveelutions are CATS!!!!!!!!!!!!!

the lunar duo are my ultimate fav pokemon forever as a team for a big mix of all the other reasons. partly its sentimentality, cus i really liked them as a kid and i would always chill on fullmoon island in my copy of platinum and just listen to the music, i also always tried to do the void glitch to get darkrai but i always fucked up and never quite saw her! (i couldnt do the event cus living in shitty rural region reasons) i also liked battling with them in oras :3 i think their designs are very well done. they remind me of the "swan" series by hilma af klimt specifically, which is a series i really liked on its own. i dont think that was intentional, but i was looking at the work about a year or so ago for an essay and i sorta realized how well the overall color palette of that series matches the pair and cresselia specifically, because shes based on a swan ofc. and ofc darkrai is also birdlike but in a more abstract way. she actually reminds me a bit of the skeletons of one of those really fucked up breed pigeons with the receeded necks and huge fantails and tiny beaks and weird spindly legs. i also really like how unabashedly edgy darkrai's design is... i feel a lot of nostalgia for edgy character designs from the mid 2000s which were edgy in a very un-selfaware way (another reason why i like absol specifically and also like. so many ghost and dark types) and as an angsty kid i always used to gravitate towards those designs lol. i also think its kinda romantic, the idea of a creature which kills others simply by being around them, a typhoid mary type creature, which isolates itself due to that, with its only friend also being the only creature that negates its negative affects. and also that creature killed a kid in america (fucked up). thats how i interpret their relationship. anyway ive been having lots of thoughts about them for like over 15 years.

this is unrelated but its kinda annoying when ppl use gendered pronouns for genderless pokemon... its not gonna ruin my days its just. funny lol (ignore that i have used she/her for darkrai throughout this entire comment... when i do it, its ok <3) one of the sad flaws of the pmd series imo bcus the mainline games dont do that at all.

in general i think my likes and dislikes are more dictated by character design/sentimentality as opposed to ability in battle or fanservice or competitive meta ... this is just part of being a longtime fan who doesnt rlly keep up with the community anymore methinks. im kinda beating myself up for not putting more complex thought into this buuut also i wanna be true to myself yknow... but then again this community sucks so i feel like im gonna be attacked for putting idk wingull too low or something lol

[warriorstale001]

Important Update about my fics.

Hi everyone,

Been a while huh?

I'm sorry I haven't posted in forever, been pretty busy the last few months. So busy in fact I haven't written anything in what feels like forever.

Recently though, I started thinking more seriously about my fanfics. I can't keep telling you all over and over again that I'm 'going to start working on them soon' just to completely ignore them any more. I still love Undertale and UTMV content but I just don't seem to have it in me to write anymore… And I think it's about time I admit that to you all.

So yes in case you're wondering, to summarise this entire post, I'm done writing fanfics and all of my current WIPs are going to be put on indefinite hiatus unless I am able to rekindle my love for writing them at some point in the future.

It's not easy for me to post this, especially because I don't want to admit to myself that I'm not the Undertale/UTMV fan that I was, but I've been in this fandom for 6 years now and I just can't put in the dedication to this fandom that I once did.

I'm still going to be on Tumblr and I might post something on occasion but it'll be pretty rare if I do. If anything it'll be older content I wanted to share but never did at the time I made it for some reason. You're free to keep following me, but I understand if you don't wish to anymore.

I'm sorry if I've disappointed any of you. A part of me is disappointed in myself and I hope one day I'll find it in me to finish my fics, even if that's 5 or 10 years down the road… But right now I just can't do it and I think it's time everyone who follows me knows that.

Thank you for reading my fics and for following me. Its truly been an honour writing fics for this fandom for the past four years.

Take care all of you and as always…

Have a wonderful day :3. Warrior.

[1833outboy]

*adjusts my little speculation hat* one of the things that I think helped make fob so popular with fans in the early days was how pete interacted with/monitored the reactions of fans online. at his heart, he's a big fan of all things pop culture, and he used to exist in fannish spaces - livejournal, tumblr, twitter. their music videos had memes in them. even post hiatus, fob did things like nfts (blech). I wouldn't be surprised if pete had access to the official fall out boy twitter and tumblr, and every now and then took a look around to take stock in what people are saying about the shows, songs, etc.

you are right, pete is VERY fanish! he likes memes and he usually gauges well what's popular and what's not (usually). it's a shame he doesn't interact with fans online as much anymore, but also, i get it lol. it can be a difficult thing to manage nowadays.

there's no way he isn't monitorring what's popular - even if it's on reddit and twitter rather than tumblr (though i do think he frequents all of the above). he's very business savvy too tbh, it just kind of makes sense to see what people like.

i do want to correct you on one thing though - i don't think fob has ever done nfts? they've tweeted one, one time. but like, nothing ever came of it. i think they (or pete, let's be real) may have had that made as an nft, and tweeted it because he thought it was cool. and i think if the reception had been different then he might've wanted to go further with it, but i don't think this was a gorrilaz situation. not least because andy wouldn't have let it go further lol. pretty sure he said in an interview fall out boy would never be doing nfts.

but anyway, sorry. i didn't mean to go on that tangent, you probably know all that, i just see people misunderstand that ordeal sometimes and make out like fob were selling hundreds of nfts to fans or something, which isn't true. in fact i'd say this era is the anti-nft era. by all the talk of tangibility i think pete has probably changed his mind on them big time.

[onedramaatatime]

My goblin monkey brain gets bored and/or distracted too easily watching dramas, like I've been in situations where I say I soooo love a drama after watching two or five episodes of it and then gets too busy to continue and/or my monkey brain can't be bothered to pick up anymore

So it's considered a big success for me when i can cling and am still interested in a drama for 10 episodes continuously and not only looking for its spoilers on tumblr lol

List of dramas I've either dropped out of drained brain juice and/or not enough time and/or just can't be bothered, in no particular order (some not listed here are the ones i forgot that i watched and then dropped lol)

1. Joseon Attorney (im sorry Woo Do Hwan i loved you in The King and Mad Dog 🥺)

2. Tell Me That You Love Me (plsss i loved the first two episodes sm and then i couldn't be bothered to continue it idek don't ask)

3. Call It Love (i uhh...i love the lethargic vibe but my brain couldn't brain the gloom)

4. Dr. Romantic 3 (okay i didn't drop this completely. It took me a while to watch it again. I did it for Kim Min Jae yh)

5. Vincenzo (idk why)

6. A Shop for Killers (look i watched this until ep6 and then my brain juice decided to say goodbye to me)

7. Moving (look i loved this one. But i very nearly dropped it for good after that one hiatus and then my sister got me to finish it with her) (just a little disappointed Kang Hoon was still alone in the end)

8. Tomorrow (im sorry Rowoon my brain juice couldn't be bothered idk i think it's got to do with the momentum. I kept looking up Joong Gil and Goo Ryeon spoilers tho lol)

9. Poong, The Joseon Psychiatrist (i didn't finish season 2. Or maybe i didn't even pay attention to season 2 i can't remember what happens in that season lmao. I just wanted the two mains to be happy)

10. Today's Webtoon (sorry Sejeong-ah i love you in BP and Busted)

11. Lovers of the Red Sky (the momentum. Yh I'm pretty sure it's because of that. I love both of the leads in other dramas)

12. Daily Dose of Sunshine. (Too sad. Hits too close to home)

This list goes back to 2021. Doesn't mean i watched all the rest of the dramas that i didn't list lol

[outofworkderpy]

Derpy (& Kobold) Summer!

Hey Everyone!  I was somehow able to get a couple of cute swimsuit drawings out as a gift for you guys for my Birthday!  Sorry for the lack of Out of Work Derpy Comic updates in a while.  I’m probably gonna have to put the Comic on a bit of a Hiatus for the time being while I work on an outline for the final chapter.  I’m having some major writing block and being super busy in real life hasn’t helped either.  I think I'm gonna have to work backwards a bit to make this make sense to me.  Still gonna try to update some art when I can and more concept art for Kobold Express too.  I’ll keep you guys updated when I get closer to starting to upload the last arc of Out of Work Derpy.  I also might try to do some experimental things with the comic layout for this last arc so bear with me if things look a bit different but if I can pull off what I want to do I think it will be pretty cool!   Also a few other things I wanted to mention, I’m hoping to find some time to create a website for hosting Out of Work Derpy, Kobold Express, and any future comics on that is away from tumblr.  Don’t worry I’m still gonna post on tumblr but I want my own central hub and ever since the tumblr exodus a few years back and tumblr doing “updates” things haven’t been working right here with navigation and stuff.    Also updated my Twitter handle please check me out at twitter.com/Christomancer!  Thank you for being patient and hanging on with me!  Hopefully I’ll have more art for you all soon!  

[akashigadabi]

For the fanfiction writing ask meme, how about 1, 4, 5, and/or 8!!

Bear with me I still don’t completely understand how tumblr works

Back to try to do this again 😭 Fuck your Tumblr. I just wanted to answer @leatia25.

Anyway leatia sorry for the delay. I had like five paragraphs written when Tumblr decided to crash and eat my draft. Anyway, this ask is in reference to this post.

1–do I daydream or just go for it? Both! Either/Or! Depends on the fic. Some of them I write to fulfill a prompt. Others circulate in my brain and live there for weeks, pestering me til I write them. Some are born because I’m suddenly struck with inspiration by something. Sometimes I see someone else execute a great idea poorly. Sometimes I get into a new fandom and think “I wanna play here too!” Who knows what’ll trigger the next one? So both! Always both! And more!

4–how do I choose what to write? I don’t! :) I write whatever comes to mind. I’m an enabler at heart even though I try not to be sometimes, and this includes myself. Besides, if I don’t let my creativity and imagination drive the car, they’ll hit me over the head, toss me in the back and drive anyway! And if it’s the choice between two or more ideas, we (me, myself, and I) just write them all! Why choose when you don’t have to? After all, I’m ultimately a chaotic bitch and I dabble a lot anyway.

5– how many wips do I have? Don’t put me on blast like this 🙈 I’m a messy bitch. I have four right now for AFO/Reader, only one of which is posted on site. I have three others on that account, a Tensura one (Rimuru x OC), and some Pokémon Isekai. I have around 20-30 collectively across my other accounts , with some that are abandoned and some just on indefinite hiatus. I won’t spill those though because I’m actually pretty well known in certain fandoms under those names and I went incognito to get away from the pressure. 😂 I have anywhere from 30-50 wips that have never seen the light of day and some never will. These, like the ones posted to my other accounts, are across various fandoms. Like upwards of anywhere between 15-30 fandoms. Can’t list em all.

8–out of context wip huh? You sneaky, cheeky penguin. Fine. But it’ll be safe for church! Mostly. Cause some churches don’t like us non-binary folks existing. But there’s nothing uhhh spicy. It’s actually wholesome, cause I’m capable of both damnit!

You can’t tell whether hearing your voice at all or hearing it in child form startles him more. His head whips around until his red eyes land on your minuscule form. To think those good for nothing Heroes left him wandering alone, barefoot, afraid, and soaked in blood for five whole days. He’d been starving and dehydrated by that point, and in all likelihood would have died from the latter if not for the fact that it rained halfway through his time on the street, soaking him to the bone. You can just imagine him stumbling down a busy city street, cold, shivering, and ignored. It infuriates you to this day to know no one helped him until you and All For One came along.

“The fuck? Ren, why are you a brat?”

“Why does it matter? Aren’t you happy to see me, sweetling?”

He scoffs at the endearment, but wanders over anyway. A blush decorates his cheeks. At sixteen, he happens to be one of those teens who gets embarrassed when his parents act overly affectionate in front of others, including his own siblings and Kurogiri. It was adorable. The frantic scratching at his neck isn’t though.

“Of course I’m happy to see you, Ren. Just—what are you doing here, and why do you look like a rugrat?”

*note that Ren is the neutral equivalent of Mom or Dad and not a name. Which means Tomura just called you/Reader the equivalent of Mom or Dad.

Second sneak peek cause I really am an enabler, huh?

You reach a hand out to ruffle his hair, an action which feels unspeakably odd when in your six year old body. He scowls and ducks away with a groan, but you don’t care. You lean out as far as you can to wrap an arm around his shoulders and press your cheeks together. Aina adjusts for the shift in weight so she doesn’t just drop you outright. Bless her for her thoughtfulness since you may have forgotten a silly little thing like gravity in your haste to embrace your youngest.

“Ren, please. I’m too old for this!”

“You’re never too old for my love, sweetie!~”

Aina trembles with silent laughter, somehow not making a sound. Glancing at Kurogiri, he too appears to be holding back laughter, though it’s harder to tell with his unique facial makeup (or lack thereof) masking his expressions. Tomura grumbles while still allowing the contact. He’s learned by now that no amount of embarrassed protests will stop either you or All For One from showing him affection. Eventually, his curiosity wins out over his desire to pout, and he asks the million yen question.

“So what sort of crime did you commit?”

[bombmate]

💣 Rules 💣

//My name is Seth or you could call me Kakashi-sensei as well. I'm 34 years old and I’m from Brazil. I've been roleplaying for 11 years. About 4 years on forums, other websites and 7 years on tumblr.

I work at school so that’s mean pretty busy most of the time. So slow activity. And most online on the weekends. Even so I hope you enjoy your stay!

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Read my rules before follow or interaction, please.

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I don't follow personal blogs. If you have rp sideblog. Just let me know and I will check it out.

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This blog is multiship but singleship in each verse. I do not polyship. Sorry.

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Folks who follow me and I haven't followed yet. At least give me a week to see your about page and rules. I work full time and only on the weekends do I have more free time. If I liked you about page it's because I'm interested and I'll probably follow. Just give me a time alright? Only if it's been more than a week then it's likely I won't follow back.

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Despite being a bit shy, I'm always trying to interact with all my mutuals. So if you don't communicate with me, send asks, or we don't have a thread between our muses. I'm going to assume you don't want to interact at all and unfollow/soft block. I can understand that tumblr is a shit sometimes, people is busy, even hiatus. Besides that, sorry I won't be following you. And I hope you understand and respect that.

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Most active on the weekends. During the week is slow activity.

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This blog will not engage in any kind of drama. I've done this in the past and pretty much had traumatic experiences out of it. If you're involved in some kind of drama and I find out about it later, you'll get a soft block or block depending. Don't insist and I hope you just respect it.

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I'm usually pretty open minded with most fandoms. But even so I have a small list that I don't want to interact with or I don't see my muse interacting. If you are a multimuse that has muses in one of theses fandoms it's ok. I'm just going to interact with your other muses. I ask you please respect and don't insist. Note that more can be added if needed.

The fandoms are these: Five nights at Freddy's, Hazbin Hotel, Helluva Boss, Lazy town, Strange Things.

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If you have no page rules or bio about your muses. Even if they are canons, it will likely I’ll not follow or follow back your rp blog.

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No godmodding, please.

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I am not native English. So forgive me for some possible typos and grammatical errors.

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I don't roleplay on Discord. It's hard to get online there. And with my scarce time it gets even worse. So please I ask you to respect this.

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I ask you to trim your posts. I probably won't follow or I'll unfollow if you tend to do that. It ends up getting too much pollution in my dash and it's complicated to navigate on desktop and mobile.

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Most slow activity. Generally, my work takes up most of my time. Plus, other IRL stuff that makes me tired as well. Sorry for that. If you are the type of mun that cannot wait for a reply for so long or you want constant interaction between our muses(or even between muns) Please don't follow me. Always do what is most comfortable for you. But if you follow me, keep in mind that I work slowly most of the time ok?

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My writing style is semi para. At least 3 or more depending on the thread. I have no problem answering longer, even I like it. One-line is more for crack reply, few asks or short interactions. Please, keep that in mind before following me.  

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Any images or art don’t belong to me, obviously, but to their rightful owners.

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Don’t force relationships with my muse. Any ships only with chemistry. Pre-established relationships can be accepted but talk to me first.

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Smut threads will be replied to an NSFW side-blog. I’m fine with fade to black as well. Remember that smut is not a priority here. It may happen but I prefer other types too.

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I don't roleplay romance or smut with underage muses. But platonic relationships, like family, friends, guardian and teacher I don't see problems. As long as it doesn't go beyond that. If you insist, I block instantly.

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Trigger themes mentioned in this blog in the vast majority will be death, gore, murder, weapons, alcohol, smoke, suggestive sexual themes and religious themes. If you have a specific trigger feel free to remind me. Personal triggers are lolicon, pedophilia, incest, rape, tripofobia. I ask that you tag these topics appropriately, please. As smut post too.

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These rules are not absolute. There might be changes, updates, or something removed at any moment.

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Thanks for reading this and I hope you have fun!

[neonghostcat]

Checking in. 👋

It should not take me being checked on by a reader to log into to Tumblr, but when I get busy at work/with life, Tumblr becomes the first thing cut.

(Sorry about that. D: I feel particularly bad as people have been super lovely while I've been in hiatus and I'm horrified at not telling them they're lovely immediately!)

A little update on me and what I'm working on under the cut!

I actually have a (minor!) shoulder injury. I'm fine, but it's enough to put me on reduced work load, which normally would mean more writing time, but as the injury means worse sleep (+ some days where computer time is very uncomfortable), my focus is crap and it amounts to around the same in the end. More time for reading through my AO3 backlog, I guess!

Enough on that!

👻 GHOST MONTH AHEAD. 👻

And you know what that means?

My pretend-birthday awaits! Huzzah! I think I may be more excited about my pretend birthday than my real one. 😁

I'm still on track to release a chapter on August 8th! This unfortunately means I've had to set a reminder on my desktop calendar since, y'know, Thursdays are my update day, not Mondays. But it'd feel weird to update on a Monday and then skip a Thursday to wait until the Thursday next, so Mondays it is.

The story will be 4 chapters unless chapter 4 runs longer than expected and I need to split it into two parts - so that means all of Ghost Month gets a bit of LiuShen for ya!

I can't remember if this story idea sparked my thoughts on giving myself a fake birthday or if my fake birthday planning made me start working on a fic idea for it, but either way, I've been sitting on the idea for a fair while. (It's on my Tumblr WIP list as "unnamed ghost fic".)

👻 The Guardian Ghost and the Bookish Fairy 🧚‍♂️

This story has gone through about three working titles, but I'm pretty sure I'm sticking with this one.

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Summary: LQG survives his qi deviation... in the form of a ghost. Having nothing better to do and no desire to be exorcised, he follows after SQQ and decides to haunt him for the hell of it.

It doesn't take him long to realize that not only is this not the SQQ he knew, but there is more going on. And apparently SQH is involved too? Ah! He understands now - they're immortal fairies given a grand mission to thwart a dark prophesy of the sect's collapse. Well. He can help with that. And how better than to protect the bookish fairy that's taken SQQ's place?

There are no ulterior motives. Why think such foolish things???

TL;DR: What happens if SY transmigrates a little later and the events of PIDW continue until after Ling Xi Caves?

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You know me - I love my LQG POV, so be prepared for that. And he's an even more unreliable narrator than ever. 🙈

I have also spent far too much time researching weiqi/go just so I could write a single scene. Thankfully I realized pretty quickly that I didn't need to actually dig too deep into how the game was played to write the scene or else I'd feel even more foolish. One day I'll write a scene with weiqi/go from SY's POV so I can work in a reference to Hikaru no Go. But this day is not the day. (Even though the set-up would have been perfect for it. Alas.)

I did not do any research into Chinese ghost or fairy folklore (because I knew what I wanted for this story and knew if I researched it and something came up that contradicted what I wanted, I'd second guess myself), so I'm going to have to tag or note that I'm running with a more Western take on ghosts with the bits and pieces I've picked up over the years from Eastern folklore, especially re: "fairies". I don't want people to "Well, actually" me over it because they were expecting something different.

re: Cultivate

Still working on it! Work + injury = surprisingly more difficult to work on a long story than a short one. More moving parts to keep track of and my brain just isn't up to it.

I'm hopeful for sometime in September, but I'm not making promises. I'll know better by the time the last chapter of Ghost is posted, though.

This post is already tl;dr, so not much to say other than I'll see those of you on the 8th who drop by to read! 💖💖💖

[fallynleaf]

took an accidental tumblr hiatus due to having an awful week, and then being busy trying to distract myself with other stuff. my coworker died unexpectedly, so work has been. a bit rough. and on top of that, i have some ongoing health issues that i’m only just now getting looked at. hopefully they’re nothing majorly bad!

so far, 2022 has been shaping up to be the worst year of my life. really nothing i can do about that, though, so i’ve just been trying to work on studying Japanese and Spanish, and have been neglecting... pretty much literally everything else, except for watching wrestling, lol.

sorry in advance if i like/reblog ten day old posts 💀

[chillbean3210]

Hey guys! It’s been a while since I actually made a post huh?

I decided to make an official post explaining my absence since I haven’t posted an actual piece of art in a while (according to tumblr, it’s been a month but I bet it’s been longer)

To sum it all up, school has really been keeping me busy lately. I’ve been getting a lot of work which as a result, has been keeping me away from this blog

I’ve used tumblr to reblog and like art, but those things are super easy to do. Making art takes more time and I just don’t have the energy to make art at the end of a long weekend.

To be honest, I actually forgot that I posted actual art on here until today. That’s how distracted I’ve been lately :,)

I’m truly sorry about this

I remember when I first posted art here and how happy I was to see that people were genuinely liking it. Whenever I got a notification that someone liked my artwork, it instantly brightened my day. I really wish I could post more for you guys but it just hasn’t been as easy now as it was before

I’ve pretty much already been on a hiatus but I want to officially say that as of right now, I’m on a hiatus. I’ll most likely be back when the school year ends but just know that I won’t be posting artwork for a while

I hope to return very soon so I can go back to posting artwork for you guys

Thank you to everyone who followed me and supported me. Your love meant the world to me and I’ll forever be grateful for all your support

While I won’t be posting artwork as much anymore, I’ll still be active on here! I do love tumblr after all, it’s one of my favorite apps!

See you all very soon ❤️❤️

[adonis-koo]

Hi can i ask for some advice? (If its ok?)

I write fanfics, i’m not a great writer but i do have people that love and keep up with my story, i have a pretty good sized taglist for it.

I made the mistake of posting a chapter yesterday while everyone was dealing with the news of the hiatus announcement. I usually get a steady stream of notes the first few days but this time i got 20 in 24 hours. I’ve been getting hits on AO3 like normal but someone unbookmarked it and that on top of this chapter getting ignored on tumblr really hurt my feelings. I teared up a little when i woke up this morning and i only got 3 likes overnight.

Would it be pathetic to delete the chapter and reupload it next week or should i just admit that it might not have been the timing the chapter just probably sucked and just move to the next chapter?

I’m sorry to burden you with this I’m just an insecure writer and this didn’t help my confidence

Awwwh I’m so sorry for this! I can definitely relate, I think if I can give any words of wisdom after being on here for close to four years now, it’s that sometimes it doesn’t really matter when you post, for some reason, a chapter just doesn’t do well 💔 So it might have been because of BTS’s announcement, but it might’ve just been one of those days.

And more then anything, I want to stress that it’s not your fault, and your chapter is just as good as any other. It absolutely sucks because truthfully, I don’t think it really matters what one does, sometimes people just don’t read, it might be from a holiday, if their busy, and of course maybe BTS’s announcement played a part or maybe the algorithm isn’t pushing it. If you have it posted here, I’d recommend reblogging the post so that if your readers are in a different time zone it’ll show up for them!

(I usually reblog in the morning, once at lunch, and then once at bedtime typically)

You could try to reupload, I never done it before so it might work! I’ve had chapters of my story not get a lot of feedback and I don’t think it’ll ever be not disappointing, but the most I can do is just be grateful for the feedback I’ve been given and hope that the next chapter will have more people engaged. It’s the most we can do after all!

I truly hope you get more engagement and feedback! A feel like while it’s talked a lot about, many people just still stay disengaged, it’s sad but hopefully more people will come around. Don’t let this get you down though anon!! Keep writing! 🫶🫶🫶

[ysljoon]

Personal Business|CEO!Jeon Jungkook x Assistant Reader

This fanfic is mature so please avoid if you are not 18+ this is also a yandere fic so there are sensitive topics. 

Warnings: Yandere themes, noncon sex, public sex, crying, fingering (f receiving), dirty talk (jungkook has a filthy mouth christ), creampie, assault?

Being the personal assistant to Jeon Jungkook definitely has been a rollercoaster of experiences, but after working with him for about 2 years now you’ve gotten used to his erratic behavior such as mood swings and unreasonable demands. Everyone in the workplace has admired how long you’ve stuck around, but the paycheck you receive every two weeks is too pretty to pass up. You saw the listing for the job on a job search website and the pay per hour almost had you pass out, but once you came into the office you realized you were getting paid so generously almost as a test to see if the money could keep you around and it sure has.

Today Jungkook was in an extra gruff mood for the day because he had plenty of meetings to go through and not enough time for proper breaks and that’s the least ideal day for him. He loves breaks as much as any other person, but just tenfold. Everyone in the office is allowed a 45 minute lunch break, but since Jungkook is the CEO he will disappear on 2 hour breaks and not a single person knows where he goes. Not even you and people don’t understand how since you’re practically his right hand. You pay no mind to his whereabouts since it doesn’t affect and busy yourself with whatever tasks Jungkook left for you to do. Today he left no tasks for you since he’s been cooped up in his office occupied with other business officials. You haven’t been able to meet with him to get a briefing for the day so now you’re talking with Taehyung at his cubicle while you share a small pizza he ordered for lunch.

“Taehyung, I’m telling you right now there is no way that Joon and the receptionist don’t have something going on! They’re always eyeing each other up and Namjoon is always requesting for her to come to his office. It’s highly suspect.” You explained your reasoning to Taehyung exasperated and took another bite of your crust.

“Listen Y/N, all I’m saying is that it’s way too obvious for it to actually have any worth. Anyways you know how Mr. Jeon feels about workplace romance; he absolutely abhors the thought and would probably fire people on the spot if he ever found out.”

You continued to have your disagreement with Taehyung for a little while more, but what you didn’t realize was that Jungkook was done with his meeting a while ago and was watching you on his laptop through the camera system and was frowning deeply watching you fraternize with your coworker. He was tired of watching you practically throw yourself at Taehyung when you were his and only his. Jungkook got up from his desk and strode to Taehyung’s cubicle to stop this foolishness immediately.

“Mr. Kim, is there a reason why you are holding up my assistant from her work and why the expense report I asked you to do isn’t done?” Jungkook had a look on his face that he wanted to wring Taehyung’s neck and he was very close to, but he didn’t want to scare you off. He had to have you in his possession before he got rid of anybody that even tried to look in your direction so for right now this was his version of playing it cool.

“I-I’m very sorry sir it won’t happen again and I’ll get right to it!” Taehyung quickly turned to his computer and fervently typed in his password to get to work immediately. Jungkook then turned to you and grabbed you by the arm to drag you to his office. You were shocked and stunned by this action because sure he had talked to you roughly, but had never put his hands on you. He swiftly pulled you into his office and slammed the door. He even fully shut his blinds. This started to have you scared. He had this look in his eyes that made your body start to tremble. “S-sir I’m sorry for not working! I just wasn’t able to get the daily briefing for today so I tried my best to get work done. I had a lot of free time so I thought to spend it with Taehyung. I’m sorry if that was wasting company time you can deduct it from my pay!” You were heavily breathing by the time you were done with your panicked spiel. Jungkook chuckled at your anxiety and strode towards you till you were backed up into the wall and at this point you thought he could feel how fast your heart was beating in your chest.

“Darling, if you really want to make it up to me you can kiss me.” He purred in your ear and it sent sickening shivers up your spine. Your head started to spin when you felt him plant his lips on the column of your neck and work his way up to your jaw. You tried to shove him off, but naturally he was able to overpower you and he used his leg and chest to trap you between him and the wall.

“My dear Y/N, I hope you cooperate with me if you know what’s good for you.” He slyly grinned against your skin and started to passionately kiss you. To really show he was in charge he bit down on your bottom lip with force you have never felt before. It had you cry out in pain, but you were quickly silenced when you felt your boss reach under your skirt and start to trace circles against your cunt. He placed a hand against your mouth and gave you a threatening look you have never seen. It was so sinister it had you squirming away from his touch. You thought you could have gotten away but by the time you were able to slide past his body he was grabbing your wrist and slamming you down against his desk which sent things tumbling down to the floor.

“Jungkook, please stop, I'm so sorry!” You didn’t even realize you were bawling at this point, but he ignored your pleas and sobs and continued with his sinister acts. He grasped your wrists in one hand and with his other he slid your panties off and inserted a single long finger into your cunt. “Fuck baby, you’re so tight and wet for me.” He kept pumping his finger into you until he felt like he could insert another one into you. Once the second finger was deep in your hole Jungkook started to pick up the pace and you couldn’t even cry out to what he was doing to you. You felt numb and helpless and wanted him to stop, but your efforts were useless.

“Kitten, I want to hear you. I want to hear how good I make you fucking feel. I want to see you get dumb on my fucking fingers and cock that you don’t even know what to do with yourself. I want you to beg to have your dirty cunt stretched out.” Hearing your boss talk to you like this makes you speechless, but you listen to him because you don’t know what other worse things he can do to you. You let your body succumb to what he’s doing and you let out small moans and whimpers and this makes him let out his own grunts and groans in response. Before you can assess what’s happening when you feel his fingers slip out of your soaked pussy, Jungkook is shoving his cock balls deep into you and you gasp for air feeling the heavy pressure between your legs. He doesn’t give you any time to adjust and starts to pound into you. You cry out in both pain and pleasure from hearing skin slap against skin. You feel close to an orgasm and tears are rolling down your cheeks from desperation. “Sir please let me cum! I need to cum so bad! Please let me cum all over your cock.” You can’t even process the words you’re saying, you just want to have your release so badly. Jungkook slaps your ass and groans a ‘fuck yes baby’ and just seconds after that action you’re creaming on his thick cock. You feel your walls pulse around your boss and this brings him close to the edge and he’s losing control over himself. He starts to wild slam into your cunt and after a few more pumps he’s spilling his cum into you and you feel delirious from everything that had just happened. You hear him adjusting himself behind you, but you can’t bring yourself to even move at the moment. You hear his steps come close to you and you just lie there motionless while you wait for him to speak. “I can’t wait to bring you home with me princess.” After that sentence all you can recall is a blunt object coming in contact with your skull and nothing else.

Notes: thank you so much for reading I’ve been on a pretty solid hiatus and will crosspost what I have written on AO3 on to here too because I have some fics there that I haven’t posted on to Tumblr! If you enjoyed please like and reblog it really helps and you can also give me a Kofi.

[tennessoui]

kit's silly little hiatus

hey besties, don’t panic. it’s just for a little bit.

i’m facing like…a pretty busy next few....days? weeks?. with a lot of obligations and annoyances and things that meet in the middle. but some moments that promise to be really great too. and i think it’d be best for me, for y’all, for irl people, if i took a small break from tumblr to give everything the attention it deserves. i’m temporarily stepping up hours at work to save for a new laptop + i recently got a promotion with zero pay raise but basically i’m the singular task manager for over 200 people so that’s a big oof. i’ve got family and friends in and out of town starting soon, and the weather is supposed to get really, really nice really, really soon. and i absolutely love the sun.

so: cut to the point, what does this mean?

i figured i can probably guess some important faqs, so here’s my best shot:

This feels like a pretty serious announcement for something that’s supposed to be small.

i know. i figured it’s better safe than sorry. i get that when someone just stops posting for a bit, it’s easy to get worried. That’s the crux of internet friendships/internet people. sometimes you don’t know what happens to blogs and that is understandably worrying. i don’t want y’all to be worried. so even if it’s just the one person who would have noticed, i’m making a very long post about it. just in case.

People who take hiatuses never come back. Look at ao3 abandoned stories.

i understand the confusion. but i am not one direction.

Is this not fun anymore?

no, it absolutely is fun. it is so fun i have forgotten how to have other hobbies. last week i told my friend i couldn’t go to a concert with him because i was in for the night on tumblr.

When will you start your hiatus?

april 4th. i know, i’m jumping the gun on this """announcement""" a bit, but i also didn’t want to just spring this on you. i’m going to spend the rest of the week setting up a tiny queue (maybe) and answering asks/writing the tiny prompt fills i’ve been putting off since june 2021 (definitely).

When will you come back?

may 5th. it really will just be a month.

What are you going to do during your hiatus?

maybe start watching all those movies on my list that y’all have been telling me for like a year i need to see?

Most people can watch movies and have a tumblr/time for tumblr.

it’s a LONG list.

What are you seriously going to be doing?

i don’t know! isn’t that exciting?? maybe i’ll learn to parallel park. maybe i’ll finally buy another laptop. maybe i’ll get back into cooking, assuming i can budget well enough to do something nice. i know i’ll write. i can’t wait to write. i have one commission i will probably finish and post sometime during april because that’s an important commitment i won’t forget.

Will you keep your commissions open? Your ask box?

so. commissions, yes. i can’t…really afford anything else at the moment. as for my ask box, i don’t think so. i don’t want anyone who doesn’t catch this hiatus message to send me an ask and then think i’m ignoring them. it’d be better just to close it, so i think i will on april 4th.

You could just pin this hiatus message.

i could. i don’t want to. i think people think of blogs on hiatus as dead blogs, not worth the follow. and it’s so very vain of me, but i would like to think come may 5th, i’ll be just as worthy of a follow as i am now (which, you know. you decide what that worth is). but a pinned hiatus message? imo it scares people away.

So what happens now?

it’s march 30th. i’ve given myself five days ish to get everything set up, and in that time i’m just gonna be kit as normal. if you wanna send me an ask, please do! or a reply on a post! or a fic comment! i absolutely do not want to leave anyone hanging or waiting, and i absolutely don’t want you to…think i won’t miss you or this blog. it’s just a month because a month is all i can think i can do because i’ll miss y’all so much. but this is important i think. for me to do.

see you may fifth, bless 💙

[kakiwrites]

the girl best friend

Genre: slight angst and fluff

A tetsuro kuroo x reader

Synopsis: while work started to pile up on you, kuroo found a new person to talk to just to pass the time. What happens when you break free from your workload only to see that the girl was a bit too close for comfort.

a/n: hey guys! Sorry for the 3 day hiatus but I wanted to look for new ideas for awhile but I'm finally back with something! It's not the most unique one but I was really inspired to do this one! Let's get started!

 Living on the other side of Tokyo was hard for both of you.

 You go to different schools and you had a lot of things on your plate. You had barely talked to Kuroo these days but you were sure he understood your situation. You didn't want to stray away for so long.

 After finishing the last of your schoolwork for the rest of the week, you decided to head to Nekoma for a surprise visit. What can you say, you missed your boyfriend and you wanted to make it up to him.

  You got there a few hours later, due to traffic. You checked your watch. It was time for his volleyball practice. You head over to the nekoma gym, hearing the volleyballs hitting the ground and the muffled yells from where you stood outside the door. You got to admit, you missed this. You burst open through the doors and looked around at the members just getting off the court for a short break.

 Kuroo was the first one to notice you. He ran over and wrapped his arms around your waist then hoisting you up, spinning you around with ease. "kitten! I'm so happy you're here!" he said with joy. He placed you back to the ground then pressed his lips onto yours. Kuroo's teammates were either happy for them or were retching and sulking corners in jealousy.

 You opened your mouth to greet him when the doors slammed open to reveal a pretty, petite, skinny girl with long flowing hair. "tetsu-kun~" she called out, skipping over to him only to still at the sight of you in his arms. You saw her bright smile falter into a sour look before it turned back to the blinding smile. Kuroo looked back at you with a sympathetic smile before he pulled away and walked over to the girl and pat her head, talking to her in a whisper. You couldn't catch what he was saying.

 You couldn't help but feel your heart clench at the sight.

 You just came back and now he was swept away with some stranger.

 You wanted to confront her, you wanted to ask who she was but you decided not to, giving her the benefit of the doubt. You hesitantly head over to the bleachers where Kenma was seated with his switch. You sat next to the faux blonde who glanced up from his console before his golden eyes shifted back down at his game. "welcome back, (y/n)." he greeted as he clicked on the buttons on his switch carefully. "you seem sad and confused. What's wrong?" he asked. You glanced back at him.

 Kenma always surprised you with how observant he could be.

 "I'm just curious who that girl is." you told him, looking back at the scene. Kuroo was still talking to that girl who seemed to have a tight grip on his arm. You had to turn away as to not hurt your heart any further.

 "oh, that's Aneru.  call her 'asshole' for short." kenma said so nonchalantly, you almost burst out in a fit of laughter. Kenma glanced up from his game and smiled, happy that he made you happy even a little bit. But that smile didn't last long, his expression turning somber. "she's been trying to get close to kuroo for the past two weeks and I keep telling him to tell her off already but as you can see, she's still bothering him."

 You couldn't help but sigh. So he's been having this problem for a while now, yet he hasn't told you one thing. Sure, they might be friends but even kenma looks uncomfortable in her presence. Why didn't he mention her? Did he think you were that busy? Or maybe…

 He really enjoyed her company.

 Maybe even more than friends.

 You had to force on a melancholy smile when Kuroo and Aneru approached, her eyes clouded with passion and love for the uncomfortable man beside her.

 "(y/n), this is my friend-"

 "-his best friend." Aneru corrected your boyfriend with a huge smile with a hand out for you to shake.

 "uh… yes, this is Aneru." he finished, trying to lean away to get his hand out from hers but the girl didn't budge. You didn't have a choice but to shake her hand. You felt her grip tighten on yours until the pain became unbearable, causing you to pull away. She gave you a sadistic grin, pulling Kuroo down.

 "kuroo here told me all about you but I couldn't believe that he has a girlfriend as…" she paused to look you up and down with a judgemental glint in her eye. "unique as you." she said with venom in her tone.

 Kuroo looked at you with worry. He didn't want to add to your long list of things to do with a problem of his own. He wasn't stupid, it wasn't like he couldn't tell she was trying to flirt with him. But he didn't know she was this bad, putting you down. The truth was, he tried everything he could think of to make her leave him alone to no avail. She just kept coming back. he could see that his teammates were also getting annoyed by her pestering so he stayed by her side so she wouldn't bother others. Which right now, he realized was a bad decision.

 You just nervously smiled at the girl, shooting a pleading look at kenma who was now staring at the ongoing conversation. "nice to meet you, Aneru. You look so pretty." you tried to compliment but She continued to grin at you menacingly.

 "oh thank you, got to look pretty for my tetsu-kun~"  you, kenma, and kuroo collectively cringed at the nickname. "though, it is a bit chilly. Can I borrow your jacket again today, tetsu-kun?" she pleaded, jutting her lip out and trying to win him over in a horrible attempt of a puppy dog look.

 Kuroo finally snapped, snatching his arm away then striding over to your side, pulling you closer by the hip. "you really think I haven't noticed your little gestures and flirting?" he spat with a scoff. "not just that, you're nitpicking on the most beautiful girl here. I don't take too kindly to desperate wannabes." he continued, standing his ground. At that moment his eyes darkened and the once confident and conniving girl started to shake like a leaf under his gaze. "back. Off. From me, my team and especially from my lovely girlfriend." and with that Aneru ran off, her wails dissipating out of the hallway.

 As soon as she was gone, kuroo turned to face you, his hands running up and down your waist, worry now swimming in his irises. "I'm so so sorry for not telling you, kitten. I knew you were busy and i thought I could handle it-" he started to ramble which you cut off by leaving kiss after kiss on his lips.

 "I was so scared and nervous when I saw how close she was with you." kuroo was about to reassure you when you pressed your lips against his once more to stop him from speaking. "but I didn't even have to worry. Thank you, tetsu." you finished, wrapping your arms.

 All of the other members sighed in relief. "finally I don't have to hear her annoying voice yelling 'tetsu-kun~' every ten seconds." yaku yelled, rubbing his face. Everyone else laughed while voicing their agreement.

 "since you dealt with her for a while, how about I treat everyone to ice cream, how's that?" you offered as kuroo smiled beside you.

 You never heard the team scream louder.

 And that's all! Hope you guys enjoyed this! If anyone is reading with Aneru as their name, please forgive me. I'm sure you're 100 times cooler than the Aneru here~ requests are open so please don't be shy to leave any requests in my inbox! Love you guys 💖❤️💕

General taglist (don’t be shy to comment your tumblr @ below): @tokyoghoose @macaronnv @reogou @midnightangelfox @wumboho @seiijixcia

[goldenlaurelleaveswrites]

The Weight of the Mask

Animan

Hey everyone! I know it's been a hot minute since I updated this! For those of you that follow me here on Tumblr, you'll know that back in December I said I would be putting this on a brief hiatus. Well, that hiatus was only supposed to be for December, while I worked on all my Christmas fics. But obviously, it ended up being a little longer than anticipated 😅. I'm sorry for the long wait and thank you so much for your patience.

I am at a very busy time in my life right now because I'm trying to switch careers and there's a lot of work I have to put into that. So updates won't be as frequent as they once were. But that being said, I promise this isn't going to be abandoned! I intend to see this (and all my other fics for that matter) through to the end.

Also, a big shoutout to everyone on the discord server for peer pressuring me to finish writing this chapter (don't worry, I asked them to!) I couldn't have done it without you guys! 💖

The Weight of the Mask (AO3)  

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Acrid smoke poured out of the peacock brooch, burning his throat and eyes as he stumbled back. Over the sound of his own hacking coughs, he heard his kwami mutter something. He didn’t know what it was, but he had no doubt it was some jab at his inability to fix the brooch. 

“Silence, Nooroo,” he managed between coughs. “Open a window.”

Once the dark smoke had cleared, he could see the kwami hovering dejectedly beside the computer monitor. Refusing to meet his eyes. 

“Why did it not work?” he demanded, glaring at the kwami. But it just stared back silently. Icy anger began to fill his veins before he remembered the command he had given his kwami. “Speak, and answer me.”

“I do not know, master. The guardians did not permit us to-“

“I know,” he snapped. “But you must know something of the things that contain your powers. Something of what is written in this book.”

“No, master, I do not. None of us do.”

The kwami wilted under his glare. With a sigh, he turned his attention away from the cowering kwami and back to the grimoire. He had translated the pages that described the process for repairing a broken miraculous down to the letter. 

He was a stickler for the details; they were where the devil hid. 

But it hadn’t worked. He spared a glance at the still smouldering brooch; he had followed the instructions exactly, even the more ridiculous ones. But then… perhaps that was the problem. 

He scanned his notes, eyes flicking back the original text at every question mark he had written in his notepad. At first, he had thought it was just the nature of magic; to call on the bizarre to fix that which was miraculous. But the more he looked…  

His teeth ached with the tension of his clenched jaw. 

How could he have been so foolish? It was not enough that the grimoire was written in an old, almost extinct dialect. It was written in code as well. 

He took in a deep breath to calm himself. He would crack the code. He would finish what he had started.

But for now… He turned abruptly to face the portrait that hung in his office and pressed the hidden buttons. 

“Master?” 

He ignored the kwami, save for a gesture for it to follow him into the elevator. The past days had been consumed with work on the brooch. It was high time he drew the heroes out into the open again. 

The code would be much easier to crack if he had their kwamis to lead him to the guardian. 

                                                                ***

Kim bounced on the balls of his feet as he waited for the rest of the gang to arrive. Alya had managed to score them discount tickets because of her dad, and he was eager to make good use of the beautiful day. 

He cast a look around at the rest of the group; Max was standing beside him, using the zoo map to plot the route they would take. Alya was showing Nino something on her phone- probably her new blog about the heroes. It was pretty cool to have a blog about him! Even if no one knew he was one of the heroes. 

Ivan and Mylène were explaining their latest environmental project to Rose, Juleka, and Nathaniel. Every once in a while, as they nodded along, Juleka and Nathaniel would cast glances to where Luka and Marinette stood a little ways off, deep in conversation about something. It was…odd. They looked like they were trying not to get caught looking at the two, and they didn’t really seem to be listening to Mylène and Ivan. 

But before he could point out their weird behaviour and ask Max what he thought it was about, Alix arrived. All thoughts of the weird looks Juleka and Nathaniel were shooting Luka and Marinette left his mind. Replaced with ideas of how they could kill time until Adrien arrived. 

“Hey, Alix! Do you want to-“

“No. No racing,” Alya said before he could even finish. Her hands were on her hips, and she was giving him the same look he had seen her give her baby sisters when they acted up. “The zoo is no place for monkeying around.” 

“What makes you think I was going to suggest a race?” Alya, and the others who had dropped their conversations at Alix’s arrival, all gave him exasperated looks. All except Marinette and Luka. They were still chatting away as if they hadn’t even noticed. “Fine,” he groaned. “But racing isn’t ‘monkeying around.’” He mumbled.

“Yes, it is. Especially when it’s one of your dares. Besides, my dad is already…”

Monkeying around. 

He knew he should be listening to Alya; based on the look on her face, it wasn’t good. But her words had struck a thought, and he couldn’t help but wonder… could Xuppu talk to monkeys? 

Xuppu was a monkey… kinda. Why wouldn’t he be able to talk to monkeys? And if Xuppu could talk to monkeys, that meant he could talk to the monkeys! Indirectly. Xuppu would have to translate. But still. And what if…

Could he talk to monkeys if he was transformed? 

When he was King Monkey, he had Xuppu’s power! Would that include his monkey-talking-to abilities? He couldn’t see a reason why it wouldn’t. He was bouncing on the balls of his feet again. But this time it wasn’t from impatience. Well, not entirely. 

It would be so freaking cool to talk to monkeys! But he couldn’t exactly let Xuppu out with the others around. And he couldn’t transform with them around either-

“…not enough foot traffic…” 

Foot traffic. Feet. Racing. Going fast. Getting ahead of himself.

Crap.

He hadn’t actually asked Xuppu! Max was always telling him to find things out directly from the source and to not make assumptions. 

He cast a surreptitious glance around. The rest of the group had gathered around Alya, listening intently to what she was saying. Even Luka and Marinette had seemed to notice the rest of them and joined them. They were all completely focused on Alya, whose face was downturned. That was weird. They were supposed to be having a fun day out. And all of them looked like they had just lost a race. 

But he would ask about it later. 

Right now, he had to ask Xuppu. And to do that he couldn’t have anyone paying attention to him. Or at least, not close attention. As long as no one was watching him closely, he could make it look like he was tying his shoe or something while he asked Xuppu...  

But before he could edge towards the edge of the huddle they had formed, Ivan spoke. “That sucks,” he mumbled. Ivan’s comment was met by a chorus of agreements. 

“Yeah- oh!” Alya’s face was suddenly a lot brighter, and he could have sworn he saw her gaze flicker over to Marinette. “Adrien’s here!” 

“Hey, everyone!” Adrien waved at the group as he made his way over. “Are we good to go?”

“Hey, dude!” Nino bumped fists with Adrien.

“Hey man!” he offered his own fist for a greeting fist bump, which Adrien returned. “Let’s go!” he was itching to see the monkeys. “Max, where’s our first stop?”

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“Huh, sixty miles an hour? That’s all?” He squinted at the sign, and sure enough, that was what it said. “I thought panthers were a lot faster than that.” He watched as the panther lounged in the long grass in its enclosure, moving at a total speed of zero miles per hour. It didn’t look like it would be going that fast anytime soon.

“You’re thinking of cheetahs. They can reach speeds of eighty miles per hour.”

“Oh.” He squinted, tilting his head to the side. “They’re not that exciting looking…” he mumbled as the panther raised its head to look at the food dish Alya’s dad had just put in the enclosure. “But check out the size of the piece of meat it’s eating!” It was giant! 

“It’s the typical diet for a feline of that size. As for their appearance-“

“Panthers are beautiful cats.” Alya’s father’s voice was hard, and he was frowning at him from inside the enclosure. “And Bagheera here is an excellent example.” 

“But they don’t have any stripes or spots!”

“Actually, panthers do have the rosette markings typical of leopards and jaguars. They are simply difficult to distinguish due to their dark fur.”

“You should listen to Max, Kim. He knows an awful lot.”

He shrugged as he looked at the panther, then turned his gaze expectantly at Max. Max gave him a long look, sighed, and then rolled his eyes. “'Black panther' is a colloquial term that refers to large felines classified to the Panthera genus. It is most frequently applied to leopards and jaguars with black coats, which is why they have the rosette markings, even if they are sometimes difficult to distinguish. Their colouring comes from differing expressions of alleles, in jaguars…”

He squinted at the panther again as Max explained something about the alleles and recessive and dominant traits. All of which he had learned in lycée biology class. And then promptly forgotten, apparently. The panther was now lazily picking at its meal, blinking slowly at Alya’s dad.  

“… however, it is recessive in leopards, meaning they are rarer in occurrence. And this panther, Bagheera, I believe you said?” Alya’s father nodded. “What makes Bagheera even more unique is the entirely black coat, which is exceedingly rare. Which makes it a shame that the zoo is replacing them with…” Max trailed off, looking questioningly at Alya’s dad. 

The zoo was replacing the panthers? That sucked. Sure they weren’t his favourites, but they were still neat. 

“Japanese macaques.” Mr. Césaire's hands were in fists, and he was glowering. “The directors think they’ll bring in more traffic. Just because they’re more active doesn’t mean…”

“They’re a kind of monkey,” Max whispered to him.  

“I love monkeys! They’re so cute, and they’re always doing cool stuff like swinging from trees! Speaking of,” he looked over his shoulder at the rest of the gang. They were a few enclosures back, taking pictures of the red pandas. “let’s go check out the spider monkeys!” 

“But the others-“

“Hey, guys!” He shouted, waving over to the group. “Max and I are going ahead to the monkey exhibit!” 

“A zoo isn’t any place for shouting!”

“Sorry M. Césaire!” Without a backward glance towards the exhibit, he made his way toward the spider monkeys. 

                                                               ***

How interesting. He had felt this man’s stress and despair grow over the past week. The thought of being separated from his beloved panther, his favourite animal to care for, had gnawed away at Otis Césaire. But it hadn’t been enough to akumatize him. 

But now, anger had joined the mix. Anger at seeing how easily dismissed the panthers were. And that delicious anger was the final straw that tipped the scales into his favour. 

He held out his hand, and a butterfly alighted upon it. Once he had charged it with his magic, he set it out into the world to find its target. 

There was so much potential with an animal lover. Especially one with a deep understanding of the more… deadly species. 

Otis Césaire, or rather, the akuma he would become, would succeed where Mr. Pigeon had failed. 

                                                               ***

He didn’t need to look down at his pocket to know Xuppu was giving him the look. The ‘you are a complete and total nitwit’ look, to be precise. He could practically feel the kwami’s eyes on him. And it wasn’t like he was in a position to argue.

He sure felt like a nitwit. 

He was supposed to be a hero. He was supposed to stop akumas, not cause them. And he had sure landed himself in a mess with this one.

People screamed as they ran in every direction, trying to get away, but they didn’t have to. The akuma was dead set on him, and unfortunately, Max as well. 

The worst part was that he couldn’t even go and hide somewhere to transform! The only reason the akuma hadn’t snapped Max in half yet, was that he was dragging him along. And the only reason the akuma had it out for Max was because of him!

He was a nitwit.

Hopefully, the others would be ok. The last he had seen of them, they were scattering in all directions to get away from the akuma. Well… most of them. He had seen Alya trying to take a picture on her phone, a look of horror on her face, before she had darted away.

Max was slowing down beside him. He could hear his best friend’s wheezing as he panted for breath. But he didn’t let go of him. He had gotten Max into this mess; he would get him out. 

Somehow. 

Tightening his grip on Max’s arm, he picked up the pace. His own lungs were burning, and his legs were screaming in protest. But a quick glance over his shoulder was enough motivation to push through. 

The akuma was hot on their heels. In the form of a panther. 

Panthers were suddenly much more impressive.  

He needed to find a place to hide Max so he could leave to transform. 

He needed to-

A whooshing sound followed closely by a thud, and a pained yowl broke him out of his racing thoughts. But before he could risk a glance behind to see what the source of the sound had been, Max’s arm was wrenched out of his grasp. 

He tried to stop. But his momentum sent him skidding forwards. And then something wrapped around his waist and jerked him up into the air. 

The next thing he knew, he was being carried across the tops of the enclosures. He could see Max, being carried by Chat Noir, a few feet away.

“You guys hold them off while we get these two someplace safe!” Multimouse called over her shoulder before she looked at him, a reassuring smile on her face and a glint in her eyes. It was the same glint in her eyes she had had when she thought up that birdseed trick. “Don’t worry, we’ll get you two somewhere safe.” 

“Uhhh… yeah. Thanks.” He looked back over her shoulder. Carapace was trying to wrestle his shield out of the akuma's jaws as Rena and Viperion dodged swiping claws. 

It felt weird. Being rescued and carried to safety as a civilian. She was his teammate. He should be helping her! To say nothing of how weird it felt to be carried by Multimouse- he knew she had enhanced strength. It was just a weird feeling being carried by someone who he had an entire foot of height on. 

“Come on, Chat, I know a good place to hide these two.” 

                                                               ***

He had not expected the safe place Multimouse had mentioned to be the Dupain-Cheng bakery. Of all the places she could have chosen, she just had to pick the place where two of the most protective people in Paris, excluding his own parents, lived. There was no way he would be able to sneak out and transform…

“…and the smell of the bakery should cover their scents,” Multimouse explained to a confused-looking Chat. She turned back towards him, Max, and Mari’s parents. “Thank you again for agreeing to hide them.”

“Of course! We know these two; they’re friends of our daughter. Now you two should run upstairs. And stay out of sight of the windows!”

Mme. Cheng was already ushering them towards the staircase that led up to the apartment when Multimouse stopped them. 

“Wait,” she looked at him thoughtfully, then held out her hand. “Give me your hoodie.”

“What?”

“Mousey, if you’re cold, you can always borrow one of my jackets-“

“It’s for his scent. The akuma is a panther; they can track animals by smell. The bakery should cover their scents while they’re here, but it wouldn’t hurt to throw the akuma off even more.” She gestured for the hoodie again. 

“Oh. Right. I still think…” he peeled off his hoodie and handed it to Multimouse as Chat continued. He had to hold back a laugh when she put it on. She was practically drowning in it. “…one of my hoodies.” 

Multimouse and Chat’s weapons beeped with the chime he knew meant a message from one of their teammates. He should have been transformed and helping them by now. It was driving him up the wall- and he couldn’t even ask what the message said because he was a civilian right now, and that would be weird. 

But based on the way Multimouse’s eyes widened, he had to assume it wasn’t good. 

Multimouse typed something, then turned to Chat. “You go meet the others. I’ll catch up with you guys.”

“What? Where are you going?” 

“To lay some false trails.” She made her way towards the door before turning back to smile at him. “Don’t worry, everything will be ok.” Then she bolted out the door and shrunk in a wave of pink light. 

                                                               ***

“What do you mean he can shape-shift?” 

“Didn’t you read the message, dude?” 

“No.” He had been with Multimouse. There had been no need for him to read the message too. “Where are you guys?”

“Still at the zoo,” he heard something crash on Carapace’s end, followed closely by Rena’s voice. 

“Viperion! Watch out!”

“The animals are outta control, dude. You’d better book it back here. We still haven’t heard from Pegasus or King Monkey.”

“I’ll keep an eye out for them.” He hung up and changed directions to head towards the zoo. 

As he drew closer, he could see animals out in the streets, having escaped from the others. Cars stood abandoned in the streets, and more than a few had crashed. 

He heard the sounds of chaos before the zoo even came into the view. The mix of screams and animals calls was hard on his sensitive ears. And the smell of the smoke billowing up from overturned food carts burned his nostrils.

 But it seemed people had caught on pretty quick that the safest place to be with all the animals out and about was in the animal enclosures themselves. As he raced through the zoo, avoiding animals at every turn, he caught sight of some of his friends in various enclosures. He didn’t see everyone who had been with him. But they had probably just been separated in the madness. 

Finally, he found Carapace, Rena, and Viperion huddled together on the roof of the penguin enclosure, hidden from sight under the massive air conditioning unit. 

“I see animal control hasn’t shown up yet,” he hunched to duck under the cover. “So, what’s the plan?”

“Controlling these animals is a no-go,” Rena sighed as she massaged her temples. “There’s too many of them, and da- the akuma, he called himself Animan, his powers made them… angrier. The zookeepers haven’t been able to help much.” 

“And if I try to contain them, it’ll only last five minutes. And then I’m a sitting duck.” 

“Well then, why don’t we just go and fight him head-on? Then he can’t make the animals angry. Problem solved.” It seemed like an easy and obvious solution to him. 

“Because-“

“We just wait for Multimouse to get back, and then we go and find him and take him down. There’s still five of us and only one of him. It’s not like he has pigeon minions.” 

“It isn’t that simple-“

“And where is she anyway?” he asked, cutting Viperion off. “She should be back by now.”

“I’m right here.” She slipped into view, sidling between Viperion and the wall, still wearing Kim’s hoodie. His jaw tightened at the smile the two shared as the rest of the team greeted her. Why did she always stand beside Viperion during team meetings? And why did it always feel like there was more to their smiles than just a smile?

He strode through the loose circle to stand beside her, draping his arm over her shoulders. “Good. Now that you’re here Mousey, we can go fight the akuma-“

“We can’t go in without a plan,” she said flatly as she shrugged his arm off of her. 

“What? Why not?” 

“If you want to jump head-first into a fight with a t-rex, be my guest.” 

He blanched. “He can turn into a t-rex?” 

“That’s what I was trying to tell you,” Viperion sighed. “If he can shift between something as small as a mouse and as big as a t-rex, we need to have some kind of strategy. And we need to be careful when going around looking for him. Right now, we’re harder to track because of all the other zoo smells. Once we’re out in the open…”

“I have this!” Multimouse held up a can of air freshener. He barely had time to register what it was before she blasted him with a few sprays. “This should help cover our smell.”

“Hmmm, I don’t know if I need it, Mousey. I always smell as fresh as an ocean breeze.” He winked at her, but she just ignored him in favour of dousing the others with the air freshener. 

His stomach began to churn at the way she giggled as Viperion scrunched up his face, bracing himself for the air freshener. But he bit back a frown.  

No. She just didn’t realize- didn’t see what was right in front of her. After all, he hadn’t confessed to her yet. And they hadn’t had an opportunity to spend any real time alone together. Just the two of them. 

But that was easy enough to fix. He just had to make her see. 

                                                               ***

Carapace and Rena were both panting for breath beside him. Carapace’s arm was shaking from the strain of maintaining the shield around the akuma. 

His eyes flickered to where Multimouse and Viperion stood, on the opposite side of the trapped akuma. They were still beside each other. How did they always end up beside each other? Why did she never stand next to him? 

Viperion raised his hand, waving to get their attention before pointing over to a bus. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Carapace nod in understanding. He didn’t know what Viperion was planning. But he was going to get in on the action. Maybe then Multimouse would pay attention to him. 

He darted forward, following hot on Viperion’s tail as he made his way towards the abandoned bus. 

“What are we going to do with a bus?” 

“We still need to tire the akuma out some more. The shell-ter Carapace has going on right now is still pretty big. If we can force him into the bus-“

“How are we supposed to get the akuma into the bus?” 

“Like that,” Viperion said, jerking a thumb towards the bus. It had been empty a minute ago. But suddenly, Kim and Max were standing in it, peeking out of one of the windows in terror. 

“What…” he glanced back over his shoulder. There was no sign of Rena Rouge or Multimouse. It was Just Carapace. And the akuma. Who was looking at him and Viperion- no. It was looking at Max and Kim. 

Suddenly, Carapace’s shell-ter dissolved. And Animan, now in the form of an elephant, was rampaging towards them. 

Carapace was racing after the akuma, but he was no match for the speed of an elephant. Especially one that could turn into a cheetah. 

“Wait for my signal,” Viperion muttered under his breath, grabbing at his arm when he tried to race forward. 

Who had put him in charge? 

Viperion ignored his disgruntled look, his eyes solely focused on the approaching akuma as he dropped into a fighting stance. “Steady…” Viperion muttered. “…and,” the akuma was almost on top of them. He wasn’t going to wait any longer. 

He launched himself at the akuma, staff raised and ready to strike. But Animan wasn’t as tired as he had thought he was. The akuma shifted from a cheetah into a polar bear in time to swat him to the side. 

He heard Viperion shout. He looked back in time to see Viperion roll out of the way of a swiping paw, with its claws extended. The akuma seemed to deliberate, for a moment, between slicing Viperion to ribbons or going into the bus to pursue Kim and Max. Its fury won out. 

Animan shifted back into his panther form and stalked through the doors of the bus. 

“Now!” 

He jumped at the sound of Multimouse’s voice. He hadn’t seen her anywhere. But all of the sudden, she was crouching on top of the bus. And she was… holding something down against it? He blinked in confusion, trying to figure out what she was doing. 

A flash of orange caught the corner of his eye. Rena had appeared out of nowhere and was holding the back emergency exit doors closed. Carapace was holding the second set of doors, halfway along the length of the bus, closed. And Viperion was holding the front set closed. 

He was readying himself to jump onto the top of the bus, to get a closer look at what she was doing up there—holding the emergency exit closed, maybe—when Carapace’s voice broke the air “Dudes! It’s working, look!”

He peered through the bus windows. Rena’s illusion of Kim and Max had disappeared. Leaving an enraged and exhausted Animan trapped in the bus. Alone. He watched as the akuma shifted from a panther to a gorilla. Animan slammed himself against the doors. But with them being held shut by the others, he couldn’t get them open. 

Animan slumped to the floor in the middle of the bus. Panting in exhaustion. He was a sitting duck. Well, gorilla. 

Now was his chance to impress Multimouse. “Catac-“ 

He was interrupted by the roar of the akuma and the shrieking sound of metal and glass being ripped apart. He and the others scrambled back as the bus was torn apart by the akuma. Animan had shifted himself into his t-rex form. Effectively destroying the bus. 

He scrambled back further, almost knocking Viperion over when he bowled into him. Viperion’s face was drawn in a tight line, and his eyes were scanning the wreckage, and the emerging dinosaur, as if looking for- the realization struck him like a blow to the chest. “Where’s Multimouse?” 

“I don’t-“

“Dudes, run!” Carapace barrelled past them, followed closely by Rena. Animan was glaring at them, already lumbering in their direction.

He didn’t need to be told twice. He was hot on their heels. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the flash of teal that mean Viperion was also following suit. But there was still no sign of Multimouse. Where was she? He caught a glance at Viperion’s face; his brows were furrowed and his mouth was a tight line. He seemed worried too. 

Animan was definitely tired, but he was still fast. What with him having the stride length of a t-rex. His lungs were beginning to burn when Rena cursed. 

“I only have a minute left!” 

“Same,” Carapace heaved through ragged breaths. 

Viperion nodded to them. “Go, we’ll distract him.” Who had put him in charge?

“This way!” Without thinking, he veered off to the left, leaving Viperion with no choice but to follow. They raced through the streets until they came to a dead end. 

They were trapped. 

Or at least, they would be if not for his baton. 

He pulled his weapon out and was about to catapult himself onto the rooftops—Viperion would find a way to follow, they had enhanced agility after all—when a furious roar, followed by a crash ripped through the air. He whipped around, lowering himself into a fighting stance. But he froze when he saw the sight in front of him. 

Animan, still in t-rex from, was sprawled out on the ground, panting for breath. Its arms were pinned under it, and… he stood up and craned his neck to the side. There was something pink wrapped around its legs and tail, binding them so it couldn’t get up or use its tail to balance. 

“Hey guys, sorry it took me so long to catch up!” He whirled towards the sound of her voice. She had appeared out of nowhere and was standing next to Viperion. Again. 

“Glad to see you’re alright Mouse,” Viperion murmured. He didn’t miss the way he put his hand on her shoulder. 

“What took you?” He brushed past Viperion to plant himself beside Multimouse. “You almost missed all the action!”

“I figured it would be easier to do that,” she gestured towards Animan, who had resorted to roaring in pathetic indignation, “if I had the element of surprise.” She frowned as she looked at the akuma. “He won’t stay tired for long, do either of you see where the akuma could be.”

“It was on his bracelet,” Viperion said, stepping towards the akuma as if to get a closer look.

“Don’t worry, Mousey, I’m sure I can flip him so we can get it off his arm-“

“It’s not on his arm,” Viperion groaned. “Look.” He followed Viperion’s pointing finger to…

“Its mouth?” he cried. But there it was. Wrapped around one of its teeth. “How are we supposed to get it from there?” That was going to be impossible. There was no way they could get it from the akuma’s mouth without losing an arm. And he wasn’t going to-

“What are you thinking, Mouse?” He jumped at Viperion’s quiet voice. But Viperion ignored him, his gaze trained on Multimouse. Of course. He glanced to where she was, but her eyes were darting around. As if looking for something. 

A flash of… something sparked in her eyes, and she was off, scurrying towards an abandoned tow truck. A minute later, she was back, carrying-

“What are we going to do with a carjack?” 

But she ignored him, looking instead to Viperion. “Have you used Second Chance yet?” When he shook his head, she smiled. “Good,” she muttered, almost to herself, “Start it now.” Once Viperion had obliged, she nodded, a determined look in her eyes. “Give me three minutes, and if this doesn’t work, reset.” 

Without another word, she took off, racing towards the akuma head-on. Ghostly purple flashed in front of Animan's eyes, and its gaze narrowed in on Multimouse. But she didn’t stop. Instead, she threw herself towards it. And disappeared into its open maw.

“No!” He flung himself forward. He would destroy Animan. “Catacl-“

“No!” Viperion grabbed him by the arms, hauling him back. 

“What are you doing? He just ate Multimouse-“

“She said to wait.” 

How could he not care? That monster had just killed her and he- “Reset the timer!”

“No.”

“No? What do you mean no?” He tried to pull himself out of Viperion’s grip, to throw him off of him. Viperion grunted as he landed an elbow to his stomach, but he still didn’t let go.“How can you just-“

“Trust her.” Viperion’s voice was tight and laced with anger and impatience. 

“How can you just-“

What sounded like a hoarse squeak, coming from the direction of the akuma, cut his words off. He pulled his attention away from Viperion to look at the akuma. Its eyes were wide, and its mouth was opening. Slowly. And… incrementally? 

Viperion’s grip on him went slack, and suddenly his teammate was pushing past him, striding towards the akuma. He had to hurry to catch up. When they were only a few meters away, Multimouse slid out of the akuma’s half-open mouth, clutching the bracelet.

“That,” she said, straightening up to look at them, “was disgusting. Don’t ever let me do that again.” 

“I’m not planning on it,” Viperion laughed as he hugged her, despite the fact that she was covered in-

“Dudes. Is that dino spit?” 

He shoved down the uncomfortable feeling that had begun to churn in his stomach the second Viperion stepped towards Multimouse. Turning, he found Carapace and Rena standing a few feet behind him, staring at the three of them. 

“Yeah,” Multimouse, said, wrinkling her nose as she tried to wipe some of it away. “I’m going to need a long shower after this. But at least we got the akuma,” she added with a smile. 

“That’s great,” Rena sighed, relief heavy in her voice. “Let’s break it and get this over with.”

Multimouse moved to break the bracelet but hesitated. “Who’s going to purify the akuma? We should decide beforehand so…” she trailed off, suddenly looking timid. It was a cute look on her. “We don’t want it to get away while we’re trying to decide,” she finished quietly. 

It was probably a good idea. But he was not going to be the one to do it. Memories of Multimouse’s sunken eyes, dull with exhaustion, and sluggish movements flashed through his mind. Nope. There was no way he was going to purify it. He wanted to go out for a joy run tonight, after the stuffy company party his father was forcing him to attend. He wasn’t going to give that up. 

He looked expectantly at Rena and Carapace, but neither of them seemed excited to offer themselves up either. 

Multimouse sighed, “I guess I’ll-“

“I’ve got it,” Viperion said quietly. The uncomfortable churning was back in his stomach at the way Viperion’s face softened when he looked at Multimouse. The way Viperion’s hands brushed hers as he took the bracelet from her made it even worse. But the worst part was the small smile she gave him. 

Maybe he should have-

Viperion snapped the bracelet as if it was nothing. A black butterfly fluttered up, but before it could get out of reach, Viperion was already in motion. “Purify.” Viperion’s lyre began to glow with a gentle white light, the same as Multimouse’s jump rope had glowed when she purified all the akumas from Mr. Pigeon. He watched as the butterfly turned from black to white as it passed between the strings of Viperion’s lyre. 

“Restore." The light from his lyre spread out, rippling through the air like a wave. Warmth washed over him as the light passed over him, healing the bruises from battle. Some of the light gathered around Animan and the cracked pavement under him, while the rest washed past them in a wave. 

Rena bolted past him, with a shout that she would attend to the akuma victim. That was fine, that left him more time to-

He watched as Viperion staggered, and then stumbled. Only to be caught by Multimouse, who steadied him with a gentle smile. Then she said something too quietly for him to hear, even with his enhanced hearing. 

“Good job, dude.” Carapace clapped him on the shoulder, his broad grin tinged with relief. “That was a pretty wicked one.”

“Yeah,” he agreed, as the churning in his stomach wrapped itself around his insides like twisted tentacles. 

                                                               ***

“Master?” he ignored the kwami’s trembling voice and the way it flinched as he strode past it. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see it trailing behind him as he made his way to the elevator to his office. 

Once at his desk, he pulled out the nondescript black leather notebook he kept stored in the false bottom of a locked drawer. Flipping to a fresh page, he dated it and began to take down notes. 

“Master…” the kwami had settled itself near his computer monitor, half-hidden behind it. “Are you alright? I know after the last akuma-“

“On the contrary,” he mused, as he continued to write down his observations, “every defeat is a victory in and of itself. Let them think they are winning. With every battle, I learn more about them. And what will eventually lead to their downfall.” 

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The reference I used for Max's panther lecture.

https://www.britannica.com/animal/black-panther-mammal