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fabseg-reader · 3 months
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Miraculous fanart: Chloenette Date + Miraculous rewriting: Chloenette AU (Prologue)
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This is a Chloenette image and it exists in two versions (left: Normal version; right: lipstickprint/post-kiss version).
I think about an AU that diverges from the canon (Miraculous but Chloé is one of Marinette's love interests (alongside with Adrien and Luka and Zoé)).
Season 1 rewrite
Season 2 rewrite
The Story and its changes:
Prologue/Before the Season 1:
Marinette and Chloé are childhood friends.
Chloé is still a bully. She keeps her rude tone (Chloé being Chloé) towards the Miraclass but with a moderate level (drastically less bully than her canon counterpart during the pre-Queen Bee period (Season 1-2) and the Derision flashback).
Chloé commits some bad actions against random teens for fun (roasting language, pranks, school expellement threats) but she makes these at the low level, She is a "semi-bully".
Identically to canon, Sabine is still worried about Marinette and sees Chloé as a bad influence on her daughter. She calls Soqueline for care/protect Marinette.
Effectively, Soqueline knows Chloé is a problematic case at the Françoise Dupont school.
Soqueline wants to get Marinette away from Chloé for bring the former to the good path (even if Marinette is globally preserved from the Chloé's bullying if it was a little bit of).
Marinette has issues with her mother when Chloé is the subject of the conversation. Meanwhile, Sabine respects Marinette's choices.
Chloé is attracted by both Marinette and Adrien (Sorry, Sabrina ! 🤷‍♂️).
Following the next years (prior to the Season 1), Chloé develops a crush to Marinette and she gradually expresses that with her own manner. But Marinette misunderstands her. She just believes the "bully" is joking.
Marinette already knows Adrien but only from Chloé's words.
Adrien hears about Marinette but she never met before (because of the education his father imposes to him)
Chloé sees Sabrina as her associate (not yet equal friend but not sidekick).
Marinette is aware Chloé has a questionable behavior but she continues to hang out with her. She is hoping the blondie can be improved into a good girl.
At the classroom, Marinette seats with Chloé. But she switches places with Sabrina, her second friend (a more normal girl than Chloé in the beginning). That depends of Chloé's decisions.
In the beginning, Marinette's and Sabrina's relationship is a normal/classical friendship (not besties but equal).
In this universe, Marinette has no reasons to run away from Chloé because they are already "friends". So, she doesn't need any protection and she hasn't any interest to Kim. She just considers him as an ordinary trustful friend.
In this AU, the events of Marinette's flashback from Derision (5.14) never happened too (no trauma).
But Marinette will eventually suffer a love incident: It will happen at the Grand Hôtel when she finally accepts Chloé's feelings. The date will be supposed to be an experimentation for Marinette. It would be perfect for the two girls until someone comes to mess it all.
The person who will ruin the Chloenette will be not Sabrina, neither Kim (who dates with Ondine), neither Audrey (Chloé's mom who is still at New York in this moment) or neither Adrien (who is mourning his mother's "death"). It will be Socqueline.
Socqueline will have decided to secretly follow Marinette in mission of protecting her after she will have seen her to enter to the Grand Hotel (Chloé's home). Worried, she will come to thé Chloé's bedroom and she will surprise the two girls kissing each other on the bed (interupting them).
That will be enough for Marinette. Ashamed by the situation, Marinette will become mad, upset and angry towards Socqueline because of her overprotective behavior. It would have enough. And a infuriated Chloé will yell both Marinette and Socqueline to go out of here.
Marinette will eventually end up her friendship with Socqueline next to the incident. The latter will be sad and remorseful after the incident.
The last day of school, Chloé will announce to Marinette she breaks up considering the idea of romance between them as a ridiculous "mistake". By circumstance, the incident has affected the two girls. 💔
Marinette becomes the protagonist we know as in Canon.
Chloé remains the classical bully from the show. Despite she is still attracted on Marinette, she represses her feelings by turning her interest to Adrien.
End of the Prologue.
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Bonus: Extended (sorry for the design of teenage people but it was fast)
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From left to right:
Socqueline silently objects the cursed odd ship. She is resigned to respect Marinette's feelings.
Sabrina is heartbroken. She just wanted to confess her love to Chloé since the previous years but Chloé always didn't have cared about.
Zoé feels like troubled and sad about seeing her love interest and her half-sister dating each other. She is supposed to confess to Marinette.
Adrien feels like ignored while he sees his love pretendants making their date. In this AU, he can be used to be single. Plagg is hidden behind his holder's back.
Alya is confused. Her best friend dates her "bully".
Lila Cerise discretly watches the scene from afar with a sadistical gratification. She is planning to ruin the Chloenette couple for enact revenge for her exposure as "Lila Rossi". What girl do Cerise could destroy her life first (Marinette or Chloé) ? Or what girl do Cerise could seduce first ? (attempted Cerisette plan) 😈
The basis for this post:
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blanket-of-moss · 4 months
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AlleyMouse/Ceriseette- Encounter
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Ever since I saw @fabseg-reader 's Cat!Cerise, as well as their AlleyMouse (AlleyCat x MultiMouse) post, these two have nestled themselves into my heart a little bit, and I'm OBSESSED! Anyways, credits to Fabseg for the amazing Cat!Cerise design, as well as being the pioneer for this very specific yet extremely cute ship‼️
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(Side note: Please correct me if I'm wrong, but 'piccolo topo' translates to 'little mouse', I believe!)
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lilasbutterflygarden · 2 months
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Is this love?
Catacombs under Paris Cerise’s lair
Ladybug, and Chrysalis are fighting.
Ladybug: “This ends today lie-la!”
Chrysalis(evil smirk): “I don’t think so my little ladybug!”
Ladybug throws her yo-yo at Chrysalis to try and catch the villain. Chrysalis cuts the yo-yo’s string with her cane.
Chrysalis(crazy wide eyes, and evil smile): “You should be happy! I’m going to grant a great wish! I’m going to make a world where no one has to die! I love you Ladybug! I love you Marinette! I'm only alive when I’m fighting you! Think about it! We can fight each other for all of eternally! I love you! THEREFORE I HAVE TO KILL YOU!!!!!!!! Because violence is the only way that I know how to express my feelings for you!
Ladybug: “Lila you need help!”
Chrysalis(laughs): “Don’t pretend to care about me! You hated me from the day we first met!”
They continue to battle. They are evenly matched. Chrysalis sweep kicks Ladybug tripping her. Chrysalis pulls a needle out of the top of her cane, and jabs Ladybug in the neck with it. Ladybug passes out.
Marinette wakes up. She sees that she’s still in Cerise’s lair underneath Paris. She tries to get up, but she realizes that she’s tied to a chair. Marinette also realizes that she’s no longer wearing her Ladybug costume. She’s wearing a black gothic lolita dress, with black lace gloves She looks around the room that she’s in, and sees a round table in front of her. The table has chocolates, and a teacup.
Cerise: “Oh good! You’re awake!”
Cerise enters the room. Like Marinette she’s also wearing a gothic lolita dress only hers is purple, with purple lace gloves, plus she has a small purple hat on her head which has the butterfly miraculous attached to the hat, and her face is covered by a black veil.
Marinette(struggling against her restraints): “What the hell is this?”
Cerise sits down on the other side of the table opposite of Marinette.
Cerise: “It’s a date silly!”
Marinette: “You undressed me!”
Cerise: “I made Nooroo cover his eyes.”
Marinette: “That’s not the point, and where is Tikki?”
Cerise: “She’s safe.”
Cerise pulls out a silver tray with the ladybug earrings, and puts it on the table next to her. Tikki appears, and flies over to Marinette.
Cerise: “I’m sorry. I didn’t want to knock you out, but it was the only way.”
Marinette: “Why did you do this?”
Cerise(in a sweet tone of voice): “How else am I supposed to spend any time with you?”
Marinette: “There’s no us Lila!”
Cerise: “Why?”
Marinette: “Do I need to list the reasons why? You’re evil, and I’m with Adrien!”
Cerise(laughs): “Are you now? I’m pretty sure that he broke up with you after he found out that you lied to him about his father. You know when you stop and think about it you’re just as much of a liar as I am. So don’t think that you are too good to date me.”
Cerise gets up, grabs a chocolate off of the table, and walks over to Marinette.
Cerise: “Now open up, and say ahh!”
Marinette: “You must be crazy if you think…”
Before Marinette can finish her sentence Cerise forces the chocolate into Marinette’s mouth.
Marinette reluctantly eats the chocolate. To her surprise it’s really good.
Cerise: “It’s good isn’t it? Nooroo loves those chocolates too. Don’t you Nooroo?”
Nooroo appears out from Cerise’s hat.
Marinette(worried look on her face): “Are you ok Nooroo? She hasn’t hurt you has she?”
Cerise(offended look on face): “ I would never hurt Nooroo! He’s my best friend. The only one who smiles at me ever.”
Cerise holds out her hand, and Nooroo flies over and lands on her index finger.
Nooroo(sad look on face): “I know it’s hard to believe guardian, but there is good in her! Please don’t hurt her!”
Cerise starts coughing.
Cerise: “I don’t have much time left before Gabriel’s wish kills me. Just let me make my wish to create a world without death!”
Marinette: “I can’t let you make your wish. Death is a part of life. Without death there can’t really be life. I’m truly sorry that you’re sick. Again let me help you.”
Cerise: “No! I’m not going to spend the rest of my life in prison!”
Marinette: “You’re die if you don’t.”
Cerise: “It’s your fault that I’m dying! You let your guard down, and because of you Gabriel made his wish, and Nathalie’s illness passed to me!”
Cerise walks behind Marinette, and unties her from the chair that she’s in.
Marinette tries to slap her, but Cerise catches her hand.
Cerise: “That’s not very nice my little ladybug.”
Marinette(Smirk on face): “I had to try.”
Cerise: “Now let’s finish all of these delicious chocolates, and enjoy this date. After all today is Valentine's Day.”
Marinette: “We are not a couple!”
Cerise: “But we can be.”
Cerise sits down on Marinette’s lap.
She lifts up the veil that’s covering her face.
Cerise: “Let yourself love me.”
Cerise kisses Marinette.
Marinette pushes Cerise off of her lap.
Marinette: “Get off me!”
Marinette looks down at the gothic lolita dress that Cerise put her in.
Marinette: “Why did you pick this outfit?”
Cerise(smiles): “I thought that it would look good on you. You look sooo perfect in it like a doll. But we both know that you’re not perfect. You’re just as bad as me. You lied to everyone about Gabriel.”
Cerise jumps back into Marinette’s lap.
Click. There’s a flash of light, and Marinette sees Nooroo holding a camera.
Cerise: “Good boy Nooroo.”
Cerise(whisper’s into Marinette’s ear): “I love the way you lie.”
Marinette’s face blushes.
Tikki: “I’m sorry that I can’t be of more help.”
Cerise: “We can be queens of a new world. All you have to do is let me make a wish.”
Marinette: “I will never help you! What you’re doing is wrong!”
Cerise: “There’s no such thing as right or wrong! You either have power or you don’t!”
Cerise turns away from Marinette.
Cerise: “I’m not like you Marinette! You have a Mother, and Father who both love you! I have nothing! I don’t have many memories of my past.(Cerise starts to cry)My Mother died shortly after I was born. My Father hated me. He blamed me for her death. I’m not human. I’m a sentimonster. I’m nothing.”
Cerise turns back around, and looks at Marinette with a sad smile on her face.
Cerise: “I remember when Gabriel hired me. I was so happy until he fired me. He said I was nothing.”
Marinette gets up from the chair, and walks over to Cerise.
Marinette: “I’m sorry.”
Cerise: “What! Stop! I don’t want your pity!”
Marinette walks over to the table, and
 takes a chocolate off of the table, and eats it.
Marinette: “You’re right.”
Cerise: “Excuse me?!”
Marinette: “You’re right. I do hurt people. I lie to people. I hurt Adrien. I hurt you too. I never should have embarrassed you in front of Adrien on the day you first came here.”
The butterfly miraculous activities, and Cerise can feel Marinette’s negative emotions. Cerise takes the butterfly brooch off of her hat, and pins it to her dress. She places the hat on the table.
Cerise: “Nooroo dark wings rise!”
Nooroo gets sucked into the brooch, and Cerise transforms into Chrysalis.
Chrysalis opens up the top of her butterfly cane, and a akuma flies out of the cane, and towards Marinette.
Marinette(turns and looks at Chrysalis): “ Do it! Akumatized me! I deserve it!”
Chrysalis smacks Marinette across the face.
Chrysalis: “Stop it! Stop trying to be noble!”
Tikki flies over to Marinette.
Marinette: “I’m not trying to be noble. It’s true, I’m a bad person.”
Chrysalis: “Stop it!”
Chrysalis calls the akuma back to her cane.
Chrysalis: “It’s not fun if you want to be akumatized!”
Tikki: “Marinette you need to snap out of it!”
Marinette: “How can I Tikki?”
Chrysalis: “I don’t get it!”
Tikki: “Get what?”
Chrysalis(confused look on face): “I thought that it would make me happy to see you so sad. I’ve dreamed of akumatizing you, but now I just feel uncomfortable.”
Marinette falls to her knees.
Marinette(crying): “Please do it! Just akumatize me already!”
Tikki looks on helplessly not knowing how to help Marinette.
Chrysalis watches Marinette.
Chrysalis: “Dark wings fall!”
Chrysalis turns back into Cerise.
To Cerise’s surprise she finds herself crying as well.
Cerise(thinking): ‘What is this? Am I really crying?’
Just then the wall behind them explodes. A grim-faced Cat Noir walks towards them. He sees Marinette on the floor crying.
Cat Noir: “Get away from her!”
Cerise: “I didn’t do anything to her!”
Cat Noir: “You’re lying!”
Cerise: “Fine don’t believe me! Dark wings rise!”
Cerise turns back into Chrysalis.
Chrysalis: “This is a mood killer. I’m outta here.”
Chrysalis runs towards the table where the silver tray is only to find the ladybug earrings are not on the tray.
Tikki(holding the earrings): “Looking for these?”
Chrysalis(coughing): “I will get both of your miraculous if it’s the last thing that I do!”
Chrysalis turns to look back at Marinette. She grabs the camera off of the table.
Cat Noir: “She’s getting away!”
Marinette(sad tone of voice): “Let her.”
Tikki flies over to Marinette, and places the earrings in her hands.
Marinette gets up, and cries into Cat Noir’s arms.
Marinette(sobs): “I’m a failure!”
Marinette looks into Cat Noir’s eyes.
Marinette: “It’s all my fault! I treated Lila as an enemy before I knew her cause I was jealous that she would steal you away! I kept Chloe at arm's length when she wanted to be Queen Bee, I failed to save Gabriel, and I let my guard down and he made his wish! You must hate me!”
Cat Noir: “No I don’t hate you. But I can’t forgive you. Not yet anyway.”
Marinette: “But what am I supposed to do?”
Cat Noir: “Claws in!”
Cat Noir turns back into Adrien.
Adrien: “I think that you already know what you have to do.”
Marinette: “I have to save Cerise.”
Abandoned warehouse
Cerise is looking at the picture of her, and Marinette on her camera that Nooroo took. She pats Nooroo on the head.
Cerise: “Nooroo why couldn’t I bring myself to akumatize her?”
Nooroo: “Love is a funny thing I think. Kwamis can’t fall in love.”
Cerise: “Maybe people are better off without love.”
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ceriseisbestgirl · 5 months
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Just for fun Cerisette head "canons"
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Cerise is protective of Marinette after Gabriel tricked her.
Marinette does all the cooking. Cerise isn't good at cooking.
When Cerise gets sick, Marinette cooks chicken noodle soup to help Cerise feel better. When Marinette gets sick, Cerise just orders a pizza for Marinette. Cerise used to lie and tell Marinette that she cooked the pizza. Marinette knew that Cerise was lying, but she playfully pretended to go along with Cerise's lie.
Cerise gives Marinette massages.
Cerise can't fall asleep without Marinette.
When it comes to alcohol Marinette is a lightweight so Cerise has to carry her back to the car.
When it comes to movies Marinette likes action movies with strong female characters, and Cerise enjoys horror movies. However they both hate romantic comedies.
In the bedroom Cerise likes to be on top. Marinette is into roleplaying so Cerise will sometimes roleplay as "Lila". Sometimes they even roleplay as Ladybug, and Chrysalis.
At night Cerise is a blanket hog.
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tessmontyart · 7 years
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Commission for @shinjida of his beautiful OCs Jun and Yan Cerisette 💕  I hope you like it, I love your character designs! 
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Cristo y Tú vivís en mi corazón.
 Capítulo Dos.( second chapter.)
Warnings: mentions of blood, wounds, seizures, medical procedures, self indulgent use of an ABBA song, Catholicism, maybe a swear or two. If you are under 18…please go to sleep instead and do not read my works!!!!
Medikua; is Basque for Doctor. Espagnole is French for Spaniard. I realize he’s not a spaniard but hispanic however she doesn’t know that and espagnole can sorta mean someone who speaks spanish if you will.
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And yeah, I used an ABBA song. Guilty pleasure of mine and -Fernando- just shouts romance with El Catorce for me, so voila! Enjoy!
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 Medikua Hermenigilde Hortense, or Doc Hortense as he is more commonly known, is Isabeau's nearest neighbour from 6 and 3/4's of a mile away. A kind 88 year old man of Basque and French descent and the best medical man this side of the Atlantic, he came over to ask Isabeau if she could perhaps spare him an onion or two for his supper. Then promptly found her hunched over a strange, injured Hispanic man almost a km into her 'woods'. Luckily, he rode the donkey cart in. Making the delicate job of transporting said caballero back to the house much more stress free.
 Isabeau sat on the floor of the cart, the ragged cotton quilt he keeps on his seat to fend off the cold now draped across her lap to cushion the patient's head. As his donkey walked the trail to her house, the doc turned his head towards the back. The stranger is still unconscious, and Isabeau gently brushes his hair from his forehead, with her right hand keeping steady pressure on his wounds.
 That punctured lung is worrying him. Not because he doesn't have the equipment to treat such an injury. Of course he has the correct equipment, he is, after all, ex-military and he knows people, for God's sake. But because it's a punctured lung caused by a machine gunshot, something the good doctor can spot a mile away. Those are never pretty or easy to treat and almost always end fatally. How this young pup has stayed alive for this long is beyond him! Must be his guardian angel putting in much needed overtime...
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  Isabeau has officially gone into shock. Or a panic attack. In this situation there can't be much difference, one is just as useless as the other. She vaguely wonders if it's a result of falling out of the cherry tree or of finding a badly wounded, Hispanic man in her woods. Both, in all honesty.
She still cradles his head in her lap and is monitoring his breathing almost constantly.
'"Doc, his breathing is getting to be quite laboured. Can I do something?"
 Doc hears the heavy worry saturating her tone. And makes the donkey pick up his pace.
" Alright, try hanging his legs off the end of the cart, get his blood to rush to his feet instead of into his lungs. And settle his back fully on your lap to elevate his heart level even more. But do it slowly, girl. Slow and steady."
 He turned back his head many times as he ordered her to ensure she didn't accidently jostle the boy wrong. He had noticed her complexion become paler. "Breathe, Isabeau, breathe! I don't need the both of you passed out in a donkey cart on me. I'm far too old to deal with this all by myself."
 She wordlessly nodded. Her returning nausea didn't thank her for it. She subconsciously and minutely tightened her grip around the caballero's shoulders, consequentially pressing his scalp further against her stomach, mildly alleviating her need to lose her guts. She could feel his shallow breath in the crook of her left arm, quick, wheezing in and outs with a few of the inhales resulting in short choking fits. By now, both her arms and her naked thighs made her appear to be a human incarnation of a battlefield, stained scarlet with the lifeblood of young men, ( or of one young man, in this instance).
 His heartbeat, Isabeau could faintly feel thrumming in a rhythm too slow and unsteady for her comfort.
 She began to sing. Softly. For her comfort. For his comfort. In order to forget the pain in her head from the fall. In hopes to ground the wounded man in her arms. To gently guide him back to the land of the living through his sense of hearing. Isabeau knows from both her studies in university and her own brief dabblings in mild hypnosis and lucid subconsciousness that a person who has lost consciousness, either from sleep, or pain, or loss of blood, can still register, deep in the recesses of their mind, sounds and voices and even full conversations. But they especially hear singing.
 So, Isabeau sings.
 The melody is the first that pops up in her brain, a song from one of the numerous cd's she keeps in her 2001 Ford f-250 King Ranch. An ABBA Gold cd, if she recalls correctly. She can't remember all the words, so instead she hums when her mind is blank of lyrics.
Can you hear the drums, Fernando? I remember long ago another starry night like this.
 They hit a tiny bump in the road, not even enough to bother the steed pulling the cart, but more than enough to send a jolt of pain coursing through the caballero.
In the firelight, Fernando
 The pain noticeable in the wince upon his face, causing the girl to expect him to awaken soon. However much she dreads to see the pain etched on his brow, at least he would show more sign of life than now. She continues to hum.
You were singing to yourself and softly strumming your guitar!
 A thought briefly flitters across her mind. She wonders if he plays guitar? Or perhaps he sings? Maybe his voice is strong, loud and boisterous. Or is it smooth and deep? Or he dances? Perhaps none of these and he prefers to sits in the sidelines and enjoy the talents of others instead...
And I'm not afraid to say the roar of guns and cannons almost made me cry!
" Almost there cerisette, which door?" "Uh...the back garden door has no stairs and is the closest to my bedroom." "Oh, your bedroom huh!" "My bed's on the floor. Easier to care for him that way."
There was something in the air that night. The stars were bright, Fernando!
Her chorus much slower and more weary than the original.
They were shining down for you and me, for liberty, Fernando!
The doctor steers the cart off the driveway and towards the house.
Though we never thought that we could lose, there's no regret.
They round the last corner of the house, stopping a few feet away from the door, back end turned to the door.
 If I had to do the same again, I would, my friend, Fernando!
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Isabeau was exhausted.
 They'd been barely successful in carrying the still unknown man into her bed before he slightly awoke, only for him to begin having seizures while she went away in her pickup to Doc's house, grabbing the direly needed equipment for the procedure. Mercifully, he'd only had two minor fits before Doc stabilized him enough to treat the wounds.
Which had taken nearly three hours.
 She'd held his hand through most of it. But no one, including herself, could genuinely tell you if she'd done that for his comfort or her own...
She honestly can't recall much else.
 She stood in the bathroom down the hall from her bedroom, furiously but tiredly scrubbing at the blood stubbornly caught beneath her fingernails, staining her hands, sticking to the plush hairs on her arms, seeped deep into the fabric of the old yellow plaid shirt she'd swapped her lacy 70's top for...
 Her thoughts were disrupted by the good old doc gently placing his freshly washed hands upon her shoulder.
 " Get some rest cerisette. The sun may still be awake but you shouldn't be. The caballero is safe now...and so are you. " He sighs. " I am going home for a few hours. Call me if you need me. But get some rest."
 With that, Doc Hortense leaves the room. And yes, he did grab a proffered onion on the way.
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 She carefully pads across her own bedroom, silent as a Trappist monk, to not disturb her espagnole, as she's begun to call him in her mind. She decides against simply grabbing her sleep clothes and changing somewhere else. Instead she stays standing before her dresser, in full view of son espagnole if he were to awaken. Which he doesn't. She swaps her soiled plaid shirt and jeans shorts for a comfortable pair of well-worn navy flannel pants and a soft long sleeved beige cotton undershirt. No underpinnings either. Girl likes her freedom too much to subject herself to that.
 Still a tad too wired up to fully rest, what with the time only being around 8:30 or so, Isabeau cautiously rummages through his minor belongings. Carelessly thrown to the side whilst his life was in danger, now she takes everything in her hands as if it's a precious object. She gingerly folds the white linen jacket, the torn beige button-up, the filthy knit cotton undershirt and the striped wool pants, putting them to the side to be washed later.
 Next come the gun holsters and the bullet belts, made of beautifully well crafted leather, the stitching somehow immaculate. Without a doubt handmade. Somewhere in the back of her mind, Isabeau gets the barest nudge that there is no way in hell this was made within the last 50 years. They seem worn: however, they can't be older than a three or four years.
 What intrigues her the most about the belts and the holsters, besides being nearly completely full, is the embroidered cross upon the pistol holster. No outlaw trusts that much in God, but no soldier dresses like this. Perhaps a revolutionary from Southern America way back...in...the...
 She quickly makes the connection between the guns and the age of the leather and the medallion of La Virgen, the fact that he was shot by a machine gun, mass manufactured and distributed to many governments by Americans in the time she's thinking of.. She may be wrong, but an inkling tells her that she probably isn't. She walks hurriedly back to the bed, sits gently cross-legged on the side where she will rest and softly stares at her sleeping espagnole. Several minutes, or maybe hours, pass and then, she whispers, to the unconscious man, to the dark, to the angels, to God, to herself.
"There's a Cristero in my bed!"
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d0llruin · 5 years
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Goretober 8: Something Missing ||  my OC Jun Cerisette, a victim of organ harvesting.
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gaygottlieb · 6 years
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Old art reuploads; OC Jun Cerisette ♡ @fuure | commish | kofi | store | Leave caption, don’t reupload ♡
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Quand les écheveaux s’accordent à merveille ça ouvre la porte à de nouveaux projets non ? Ces coloris sont disponible en boutique 😁 à vous de composer vos coordonnées 😉 mannequins photo du jour Cerisette - Oiseau de feu - Thé aux olives #merisocks #merifing #atelierbaliboudpointcom #atelierbaliboud #afondlescombos #insracolors #instalaine #instayarn #instawool #tricot #crochet #teintenfrance #teintdansmacuisine #marmite #couleurs https://www.instagram.com/p/BnlGgmMBcip/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1alzmb14kn783
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cerisettes · 2 years
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#CERISETTES : a writing blog of some measure.
A STUDY OF : hypercompetent sidekicks, peppy minions, the mundanity of evil, being the person who keeps the big bad on schedule, breathtaking summer looks to match your m40, the ways in which being evil does in fact make you sexy, and more.
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migrette-et-cie · 3 years
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Coton imprimé Cerisettes bordeaux façon Lin, Migrette et Cie
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fabseg-reader · 3 months
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Miraculous fanart: Cerisette (Sailor Moon AU)
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I publish a new Cerisette image but it's Sailor Moon version. This happens in an AU.
Marinette Dupain-Cheng starring Usagi Tsukino/Sailor Moon.
Cerise starring Mamoru Chiba/Tuxedo Mask.
We can see there are Miraculous elements (Ladybug earrrings and Butterfly brooch)
Based on this image:
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Request from @legendaryheartsong.
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blanket-of-moss · 3 months
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Turned Tables: OmniNoire/AlleyMouse
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Back at it with the AlleyMouse (or OmniNoire now), but this time kwami swap, because they're silly and I love them <3 once again, credit to @fabseg-reader for both the ship and the OmniMouse(?) design, I'm not sure if I got the colouring quite right, but I tried-
In this piece, LadyNoire surprises OmniMouse by sneaking up on her and hugging her from behind, clearing revelling in this change in dynamic (also the Black Cat/Plagg Effect💀). OmniMouse laughs at her and makes a sarcastic remark, but she can't help but feel a little flustered at this change.
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lilasbutterflygarden · 3 months
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Sneak peek at my next Lilanette story for Valentine's Day
Marinette wakes up. She sees that she’s still in Cerise’s lair underneath Paris. She tries to get up, but she realizes that she’s tied to a chair. Marinette also realizes that she’s no longer wearing her Ladybug costume. She’s wearing a black gothic lolita dress, with black lace gloves She looks around the room that she’s in, and sees a round table in front of her. The table has chocolates, and a teacup.
Cerise: “Oh good! You’re awake!”
Cerise enters the room. Like Marinette she’s also wearing a gothic lolita dress only hers is purple, with purple lace gloves, plus she has a small purple hat on her head which has the butterfly miraculous attached to the hat, and her face is covered by a black veil.
Marinette(struggling against her restraints): “What the hell is this?”
Cerise sits down on the other side of the table opposite of Marinette.
Cerise: “It’s a date silly!”
Marinette: “You undressed me!”
Cerise: “I made Nooroo cover his eyes.”
Marinette: “That’s not the point, and where is Tikki?”
Cerise: “She’s safe.”
Cerise pulls out a sliver trey with the ladybug earrings, and puts it on the table next to her. Tikki appears, and flies over to Marinette.
Cerise: “I’m sorry. I didn’t want to knock you out, but it was the only way.”
Marinette: “Why did you do this?”
Cerise(in a sweet tone of voice): “How else am I supposed to spend any time with you?”
Marinette: “There’s no us Lila!”
Cerise: “Why?”
Marinette: “Do I need to list the reasons why? You’re evil, and I’m with Adrien!”
Cerise(laughs): “Are you now? I’m pretty sure that he broke up with you after he found out that you lied to him about his father. You know when you stop and think about it you’re just as much of a liar as I am. So don’t think that you are too good to date me.”
Cerise gets up, grabs a chocolate off of the table, and walks over to Marinette.
Cerise: “Now open up, and say ahh!”
Marinette: “You must be crazy if you think…”
Before Marinette can finish her sentence Cerise forces the chocolate into Marinette’s mouth.
Marinette reluctantly eats the chocolate. To her surprise it’s really good.
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ceriseisbestgirl · 7 months
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Marinette checking out her future girlfriend.
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monptittresor · 6 years
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DIY : fabriquer son bullet journal de A à Z !
DIY : fabriquer son bullet journal de A à Z !
Il est de plus en plus facile de trouver de très jolis bujos. Mais ils sont parfois assez coûteux et peuvent représenter un investissement excessif (d’autant plus lorsqu’on n’est pas certains de l’usage que l’on fera d’un tel journal). Alors pourquoi ne pas se fabriquer le sien à moindre coût ? Et cerisette sur le gâteau pour les bricoleuses, c’est aussi une activité plaisante à faire !
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