#Adrian: WHAT NOVA KISS WHAT

[simpforjunokaplan]

why are there no kiss scenes from adrian’s perspective?? my gay ass needs to know what it’s like to kiss nova-

#we all know Adrian would be simping for her the whole time #nova: kisses Adrian #Adrian: WHAT NOVA KISS WHAT #renegades #renegades trilogy #nova artino #adrian everhart #marissa meyer

[mikodrawnnarratives]

Promise Me A Place In Your House Of Memories

Renegades Trilogy

Summary:

Nova’s gone over too many what ifs during her life, and she’d much rather have a break from that today.

After all, that one ‘what if’ sat right beside her, heart pumping and breathing, and that is enough. That is enough for today.

Or: The Artino's spend a quiet afternoon together. Ft. The Everhart boys

A/n: Sort of follow up to my fic “Happy Birthday Dear Evie Artino” but you don’t necessarily need to read it to understand this one.

Thirteen years since her parents died. Since she was six years old. Since she hid. Since she held that gun to the intruder’s face.

Thirteen years since he shot her mom. Shot her dad. Shot Evie. Thirteen years since Evie went quiet. Thirteen years since Evie managed to miraculously survive. Since she was found by the landlord. Since the shambled renegades didn’t keep an eye on the crime scene, the bodies. Leaving that task up to the crew that couldn’t care less about Ace Anarchy’s family.

Thirteen years since Nova lost Evie. Since Evie lost her.

Or, well. Maggie.

Three years since Nova became Insomnia. Three since she met Maggie. Two since her uncle’s defeat. One. One since she found Evie again. Found Maggie again. One since her sister found her too.

After the parade, after Adrian kissed her, after Ingrid’s eyes fell back, after Callum, after Honey’s betrayal, after… after seemingly everything. Not before the guilt could dim, or the hurt. Not before she could ease her regrets, if that was even possible. Not before Nova could think about not focusing on the what ifs, when others could sleep when she could not.

What if she had saved Callum? What if Honey didn’t betray her? What if there was love in Ace’s heart for her still and she made the wrong decision? What if she never saved Adrian?

What if… Evie wasn’t killed.

Well… that’s turned out to be an “after”. Strangely enough. Not that any of it could change what has already happened. Nova’s gone over too many what ifs during her life, and she’d much rather have a break from that today.

After all, that one ‘what if’ sat right beside her, heart pumping and breathing, and that is enough. That is enough for today.

The glow of the sun flickers and shines through the green trees as the car rolls down the gravel road. Nova’s void expression lifts from the sight of the trees. They’re getting to grow tall after the terrorism the site experienced earlier in the year. Their beautiful green leaves now free to come out for the summer.

Maggie shifts in her seat, getting antsy as the car slows to a halt. Light from the trees outside reflects off the bronze in the teen’s bracelet as she fidgets with it. One half delicately patched together with another half of similar material, yet not the same. Six months since Adrian’s assistance in splitting the copper filigree between the two. Their late birthday gift, technically. And did his best to match the materials, despite it not being quite the same. Neither sister mentioned it.

Even for as blunt Maggie tends to be, she never nitpicked. Well actually, she only nitpicked when it came to the one ‘accessory’ attached to the bracelet. Instead of a clasp similar to Nova’s, Maggie chose a secure holding for her… Bullet. Nova still couldn’t understand her sister’s obsession with the thing that nearly killed her, but it wasn’t as if she could judge. Out loud.

At least she agreed to let the bullet be thoroughly disinfected before it went on the bracelet. Just in case. Maggie made no secret of her offense that they thought it had never been washed before. The silver lining of it all being the fidgeting aspects of the new design alleviated Maggie’s urges to snatch everything shiny in sight. Her therapist gave the ‘go ahead’ too. One less thing for them to look out for in her behavior at least.

Most of the time.

Leroy opens the car doors with a click of a button. Gesturing for the two to head out while he finds a good parking spot.

Nova grabs the basket and hops out of the car, Maggie following suit. A hand slips into hers, grabbing tightly. Nova jumps and turns around. Her sister’s eyes widen and she averts eye contact, her embarrassment burning her cheeks red. Oh. Right.

Nova turns around and lets the thirteen year old(and a half, as her sister insists)’s hand rest in hers as they walk. Maggie silently walks ahead, not letting go. Nova sighs and rubs her thumb against her sister’s hand in a sort of apology, as awkward as it is.

She still isn’t used to some of the silent gestures she’s figured out Maggie tends to initiate when wanting comfort. Not that she minded, it is just… different than what she’s used to.

Maggie picks up the pace, focusing on the attention at hand rather than her actual hand holding tight to her sister’s.

The girl clears her throat. “Where?”

“Uh..” Nova drawls, looking up ahead. “We’ll wait for the others before going different ways. Adrian and Max should be here soon.”

It was almost comical the speed in which the girl looked passive to sourly disappointed and then to interested moment she uttered ‘Max’. Nova held back the urge to tease. Out of everyone, she never expected Max and Maggie to click so well. But she couldn’t complain, really.

She readjusts her grip on the picnic basket and looks around the cemetery. The grass has grown just enough past where it was last mowed. She’s glad to see the efforts of the renegades and community have returned this place to life. The grass is long enough to be just noticeable as the wind blows.

They stroll through the area, looking at all the graves and the decorations to boot. Bright colors and tokens for heroes diseased. It wasn’t surprising. This cemetery was reserved for heroes and people who died in honor after all. People that helped the peace in some form, sacrificed for the greater good.

Maggie stops and lets go of Nova’s hand. Nova stops in her tracks and turns back around. “You good?” She blinks and looks to where her sister stopped.

Oh.

Rest in Peace

Callum Treadwell

Wonder

She doesn’t say anything. And neither does Maggie.

The grave has many pretty decorations. From his family and loved ones. So many cheesy notes. Many express how much they miss him. Quite a few of the gifts are from other renegades he worked with. Some even from citizens thanking him.

Maggie lays down in the grass, like each limb weighs several pounds more than they were.

Nova stares and walks over to sit next to her.

“...”

“...”

Nova opens the picnic basket and gently pulls out a bouquet of flowers, offering them to her sister. Maggie sits up. Her hands reach out and the bouquet barely grazes her fingertips before she guides it carefully in front of the stone.

She lays back down and Nova focuses on the wind as it blows the grass gently, shaking the trees slightly. It really is a beautiful cemetery. Callum would like it here. Maybe he does.

Nova hears some noise in the distance. She turns her head and a smile graces her lips. She shakes Maggie’s shoulder, the girl face first in the grass. The girl looks up, unamused. That is, until she catches sight of Adrian and Max. Nova smirks as the girl scrambles up.

Adrian waves when he spots where they are sitting. Her sister wastes no second to run up and pounce on Max, pulling them both to the ground in a painful hug. Adrian laughs and Nova rolls her eyes, getting to her feet. Maggie hasn’t hung out in person with Max for two weeks and acts like it was two years.

The startled boy yelps, but his grimace is quickly replaced with a smile the moment he recognizes the girl that clambered on him. He sits up, pushing Maggie off of him with little resistance from his friend. One of his arms remains behind his back, and shifts away from Maggie when she peers around for whatever it could be. She gave Max a look. Uh oh. Nova knew that look. Her ‘challenge accepted’ look.

Maggie quickly looks on the other side of him to catch what it is, before Max could move his arm again. She gasps and Max sighs.

“Did you bring them?!” Maggie exclaims, Nova could almost see her sister’s eyes dilate. Sh- Should they get that checked out?

“I did, I did! Just give me a second,” Max huffs a laugh, revealing the backpack in his hand with less enthusiasm than he likely planned. Maggie snatches it from Max with her power and unzips it immediately. Nova tilts her head at whatever he could have brought.

Cans. Cylindrical gray barrels of some sort that are just slightly bigger than the teen's hand. Color Nova absolutely befuddled.

She tilts her head up at the sound of Simon Westwood and Captain Chromi- Hugh, running up from the car they parked. Grocery bags, normal bags, stacks of nursery pots overflowing in their arms. All the planned supplies for the afternoon.

“Sorry we’re late! Traffic.” Hugh groans. “But we have the- Max, we said not to bring those!”

“I know but-”

“You should have done it earlier..” Simon reprimands, setting down the garden trowels and flowers. “Leave it for later.”

Max sighs while Maggie doesn’t bother hiding her vitriol. She looks seconds away from flipping the hero off.

“Erm… I’m sorry, what even are those?” Nova asks, pointing to the cans the teenagers seem to have a vested interest in.

Adrian answers her, “They’re barrels for rock tumbling. Basically, it makes rocks prettier. More polished. Max picked up the hobby a few months ago.”

“So that explains Maggie’s interest.” She doesn't miss her sister’s pointed scowl.

Nova turns her attention on her, “Like Simon said, you could have done this earlier …whatever this is.”

Maggie grumbles, “We couldn’t…”

“Why?”

Max talks next, “Please let us. It… It’s meant to be a surprise.” He takes a breath, and then launches his ultimate attack.

Nova blinks and her eyes widen. Shit. Shit, oh no. Not the PUPPY EYES.

To make matters worse, Maggie joins in. Nova sucks in a breath. Adrian freezes. Simon facepalms. Hugh sighs, marking their victory. Smug smiles creep over their faces. Evil. Downright unfair that those teenagers still have that ability. Shouldn’t puberty have taken care of that already?? She already knew Maggie’s late in that regard, but Max really had no excuse.

“Fine, but don’t dump any of it near the gravestones.” Hugh orders the two.

“The slurry isn’t toxi-” Maggie almost counter argues but Max drags her off to the corner of the field before she could make his father take back his ruling. Nova isn't even sure she wants to know what "slurry" even is.

“They really are inseparable,” Adrian sighs with a smile on his lips.

“Should we be worried?” Simon’s lips quirk up. “Can’t lose both of our boys to the Artinos.”

Nova rolls her eyes, “Please, Max would never run off with Maggie to become a criminal. If anything, they’d run off and be back by the end of the week, tails between their legs and wanting snacks from the pantry.”

Simon pauses, “That's not what I… How do you know this?”

“Oh! Uh, just a guess!” Nova laughs nervously, omitting Maggie’s occasional field trips. It would be odd to just about anyone else.

Adrian saves her, “I don’t think Maggie would steal Max away like you meant either, dad.”

Wait, in what way-

Leroy shows up before that conversation could continue.

----

Nova picks up another flower from the batches Adrian’s dads brought. She lets a ghost of a smile rest on her face as she looks at her mother’s favorite flower. Each petal beautiful and vibrant with life. She stands up and walks over to her parent’s graves. David and Tala Artino. Buried next to each other, as they wished.

She scoops up a patch of dirt next to the grave, and carefully removes the flower from the square plastic casing. It comes away freely, leaving only the coarse grainy dirt still shaped in the form of the plastic. She sets the nursery plastic pot to the side and lowers the plant into the small hole she dug up. Covering the soil cube with the dirt and leaving the upper part of the flower to breathe.

Nova’s planted several of these already after Hugh showed her how to. Leroy helped occasionally but he seemed to be more distracted with whatever endeavor Maggie and Max were busying themselves with.

Not that Nova minded. It was nice to have some time alone with her parents.

She heard footsteps walk up behind her and she turned to see Maggie approach her. She awkwardly avoids the… smaller grave beside her parents. Nova’s heart aches and she sighs. The renegades said they would remove it by now.

Rest in Peace

Evie Artino

An odd sight for Evie Artino herself, Nova’s sure. The grave is even decorated in long weathered children’s stuffed animals and blankets. It’s long since been cleaned and taken care of. But Maggie doesn’t say anything about that. She crouches beside Nova, the side away from the gravestone, and sets a bag down. She looks curiously at the grave Nova has perched herself in front of.

“...Is that…” She says quietly.

Nova pauses and nods.

Rest in Peace

David and Tala Artino

Maggie sits down beside Nova, her hand finding Nova’s. She looks at the graves. Her mouth parts, only to barely whisper. “...Hi.. mom… dad…”

Nova picks up one of each of the two different nursery potted flowers, offering them to Maggie. She points to each, naming which was her mom’s favorite and which was their dad’s. She guides Maggie through the steps to plant them. Stories come to her head and leave her mouth as she shows her sister. Stories about them. And the stories their uncle would reluctantly share after she prodded him enough.

Maggie plants the last of the flowers, using her power to sweep the dirt into the right places. She sits up and brings out the bag she hadn’t opened until then. “Which of these would they like?” She dumps out the contents on the grass.

Greeting the older sister, were beautiful rocks of different sizes and colors. Yellow, red, and green all present in different hues. Some a valentines pink and others closer to a deep vibrant purple. The light of the soon to be setting sun shines on the rocks, highlighting their smooth and shiny surfaces.

Nova gapes and picks one up, “Is this what you and Max were doing?”

Maggie nods, bringing her legs up to hug as she fidgets with her bracelet. “So… what do you think?”

Nova pauses to consider, “I… I think Mom would’ve liked the red ones. Dad liked more turquoise colors I think… so maybe these?” She points to the gray and blue colored stones. She shrugs after. “But they’ll like whatever you give them, Evie.”

Evie pauses and purses her lips, “I want to give them what they would’ve liked.”

“I bet that’s okay too,” Nova smiles, “It was a pretty good idea to bring these. Is this all you guys, er, tumbled?"

Her sister shakes her head, “Max had his own rocks he tumbled for today.” She looks over to where the Everharts were gathered. Nova follows her gaze, seeing Adrian by what she assumes to be Lady Indomitable’s grave. He’s giving Max a half hug as his brother shows the different rocks they made.

Nova holds her sister’s hand and Evie leans on her shoulder. Nova looks at one of the rocks in her hand, turning it around.

"Did you get any for Callum?" She says curiously.

Evie nods, her cheeks reddening ever so slightly.

Nova smiles, "You'll have to show me them later." She blinks. “Oh that reminds me” She sits up. “We’re done with the flowers now.”

Evie blinks, sitting up as well.

Nova leans over to reach and grab the picnic basket she had set aside earlier. She first pulls out some wipes and hands the package to her sister after taking a few herself. “Not perfect but better than nothing,”

She pulls out trays and tupperware covered in foil from the basket. The blanket moves out of the basket and spreads itself on the grass with no human hand touching it. Evie lets go of her power. Gravity takes hold of the blanket while only inches above the ground..

Nova blinks, “I keep forgetting you can do that.” Evie doesn’t smile too much, but Nova can almost feel Evie’s smugness and pride for her capabilities. Meh, she’ll let the kid have this one. It was a good power.

“Anyway, some of these aren’t the greatest…” Nova cautions, “I’m nowhere near perfect at these recipes yet.”

Evie shrugs, “If it’s good, then it’s good. If it sucks, I get to bully you once I make the recipes and they turn out infinitely better than yours.”

“Oh, do you now? If you’re so confide-” Nova stops mid sentence, “You are not allowed to get take out and say you made it.”

That stops her sister’s scheming tracks. She can see the record scratch in her face! Nova laughs and Evie blushes, quick to move on. “Whatever! I’ll still be better, even if I don’t cheat.”

“I’ll get Adrian to record that if it happens.”

“Fine.” She huffs.

A mix of Filipino and Italian dishes, still covered in the foil containing their heat, lay across the large picnic blanket. The two taste test the dishes, rating each. Only to the best of their abilities seeing as Nova’s caution was warranted when some of the dishes turned out... Odd. From Evie’s lack of taunting, Nova gauged her cooking skills at least didn’t make everything terrible. That or Evie didn’t want to taunt, which felt out of place concerning who her sister is.

“Did they ever teach you?”

“Hm?” She looks up to her younger sister. “What do you mean?”

“Did… did mom and dad ever teach you? Y’know, how to cook and make these” Evie gestures to the food set out.

“Well…” She thinks. “Sometimes. Not much I don’t think. They couldn’t afford to do anything fancy most of the time. But… yeah I think they did. Let me take a few turns for a recipe once or twice.” Nova’s heart warms from the pieces she does recollect.

Evie doesn’t say anything. She just gives Nova an odd look. Nova couldn’t even decipher it, she wasn’t wearing her classic scowl. Evie looks away, lets her legs out o and she looks at the grave again.

“That must have been fun,” she almost whispers, “...could… Could we do that sometime?” Her head remains facing the gravestone, not looking at Nova.

Her older sister blinks, and scratches her neck, “Sure, why not.”

“Really?” Maggie whips her head back to Nova. Maggie’s face flushes and she coughs, “I-I mean- okay! I… didn’t think you’d actually…"

She doesn’t finish her thought. Nova stares at her. “I… wouldn’t want to try cooking with you?”

“Duh.” Maggie huffs. “But… you did say yes so you can’t take anything back that’s how it works.”

“Ahuh.” Her sister stares blankly. “Well, I want to make up for lost time too.”

“Wh- I never said that!”

“Your face said it."

Nova cuts off Maggie’s embarrassed and offended retort, “You should take a bite of something from the rest before it gets cold. I spent too many hours on these for you to not eat at least a little of everything.”

She huffs. “I’m getting to it, bossy.” Maggie rolls her eyes and stuffs a coconut macaroon in her mouth. “I-”

“Sweet rot, chew slowly will ya?”

After a moment, of slow chewing, the platter scooches itself over to her side. “These are mine now.”

“What. No they aren’t, I like them too."

“What’s the saying? Early bird gets the worm.”

“You want worms now, mini Magpie?"

“Stay out of this, Adrian.”

“Actually, I like his thinking.”

“Then you’re just as bad!!”

“I thought magpies liked worms,”

“That was awful. Awful pun, Max.”

“Pun?”

“I’m not eating any worms!”

#renegades trilogy #renegades fandom #marissa meyer #maggie white #evie artino #maggie artino #max everhart #adrian everhart #trinket duo #nova artino #renegades marissa meyer #fanfiction #ao3 #fanfic #my writing #writing

[lyrakanefanatic]

this is SO unrelated to what I usually post, but this is for the swiftie renegades community 😜

Can we talk about how renegade is literally nova and Adrian’s song??

THE FIRST PARAGRAPH (I forgot what it’s called lmao) IS LITERALLY NOVA AND THEN THE SECOND IS ADRIANN

“Are you really gonna talk about timing in times like this?” When Adrian was mad at nova when he found out she was lying about being nightmare but he was also lying about being the sentinel

“Open the blinds, let me see your face” how she didn’t know Adrian was the sentinel

“You wouldn’t be the first renegade to need somebody” AND HES A RENEGADE TOO??? too perfect 🤌

AND NOW THE SECOND PARAGRAPH

“Is it insensitive for me to say get your shit together?” How Adrian felt after he found out nova was nightmare (the first time 💀)

“Is it really your anxiety that stops you from giving me everything?” Nova being hesitant to love Adrian because he was a renegade

“Or do you just not want to?” When he had second thoughts about whether or not nova loved him when he tried to kiss her at the carnival

I know this is so random since I mainly post about tig but whatever change of pace 😔

#THIS IS THEIR SONG #renegades #adrian everhart #nova artino #taylor swift #archenemies #supernova #nightmare #the sentinel

[renegades-garbage]

Me Relating Taylor Swift to Renegades

This post will appeal to a very small group of people but i love it and im doing it anyway 

As i was writing this i remembered that i saw @amys-books27 do a similar post with just the lover album so i reblogged it and you should def check it out!

please enjoy my thoughts on taylor and renegades 

I Can See You (Speak Now TV)- This is very much serving when nova and adrian kissed and she was like ‘what if i just...never went back’ “What would you do if they never found us out” “I could see you being my addiction, you can see me as a secret mission” aaaaaah Basically Nova’s perspective if she was hornier

Innocent(Speak Now TV)- Winston my baby “Who you are is not what you did, you’re still an innocent” 

Timeless(Speak Now TV)- ive said this before but this song is so nodrian to me like the idea that their love is stronger than anything else dshbfuobfndbfhk

Delicate(Repuation)- “my reputation’s never been worse so you must like me for me.” immediately nodrian like come on babe

I Think He Knows(Lover)- nova babe...everyone knows 

This is Me Trying(Folklore)- Nova. word for word

My Tears Ricochet (Folklore)- This feels very Nova betraying the anarchists to me. “Even on my worst day, did i deserve babe all the hell you gave me?” “I didn’t have it in myself to go with grace.” “you wear the same jewels that i gave you as you bury me.” “I can go anywhere i want just not home.” “when id fight you used to tell me i was brave” ): The “wishing id stayed” line and “you can aim for my heart go for blood but you would still miss me in your bones.” feels so much like a message to Honey bc of their mother daughter relationship and it makes me want to sob. Also “You had to kill me but it killed you just the same” and “Crossing out the good years” sorry that one was long it just fits so well lmao 

Not a song but Ruby and Oscar are so 1989 coded its crazy 

Marjorie (Evermore)- Nova losing her mother figure ): 

Gorgeous(Reputation) - this one is really just the chorus but this is nova being unable to talk to adrian (bc hes hot)

I Did Something Bad (Reputation) - yk I had to add it. nova is just rep coded okay 

#renegades trilogy #taylor swift #nova artino #adrian everhart #archenemies #Supernova #Renegades #me trying to be more active even though this fandom consists of like three people

[readingabookmostofthetimes]

And now Adrian didn’t kiss Nova back. What is wrong with them?

#archenemies #marissa meyer #nova artino #adrian everhart

[captain-is-king]

After the Supernova

Well, I said I wanted to make it, so here it is. My post-Supernova pre-epilogue fic. I am pantsing this, even though most other stuff I write is HEAVILY outlined, but here we are. I just have to get these ideas out there.

Right now, there are some plot points that I know for certain are going to play out. Oscar, Ruby, and Danna forgive Nova. Nova and Magpie meet. The Council hardcore addresses concerns about the way they've been running things. Nova works on getting former villains second chances/fair trials/etc. I also can't write this fic without Nova/Adrian and Ruby/Oscar and Danna/Narcissa fluff/shenanigans/Team Sketch fun, so that will be a thing.

Winston Pratt is also alive for this fic! I have a lot of feelings about character deaths in books and character resurrections in fic, but in this case, I really want Nova to have one single person who maybe gets it. To me it's more interesting and meaningful for Nova to figure out if she actually was, and still wants to be, Winston's friend, than for her to grieve his death.

However Callum is super dead because I think it's more interesting and meaningful for Nova to grieve him (despite how much I absolutely adore Callum he's one of my favorite characters). Plus, I think it will bring Nova and Maggie together.

And, with that out of the way, the fic on Ao3!

After the Supernova

And an excerpt below the cut:

After taking a few more minutes to catch their breath, Nova, Adrian, Max, Hugh, and Simon climbed down the steps, slowly, off the roof of the cathedral.

Hugh and Simon had their arms around Max as they walked, bracketing him on either side and half carrying him down the steps. Adrian walked just behind them, but stopped, and though he didn’t quite look back, Nova thought he was waiting for her.

She stumbled across the ruined roof, struggling to keep her balance as she carried Ace’s helmet under one arm; they couldn’t just leave it on the roof. When she reached Adrian, he took her one hand, and reached as if to take the helmet from her with the other, but paused. Nova looked down, first at their intertwined hands, then at the helmet and it’s dark, empty eyes.

“I uh, could carry it for you. For now. I wasn’t—“

“I know,” she said, and passed it gently to him. “Thanks.” She wasn’t sure she wanted to hold onto it just then. She had sacrificed so much to get that helmet. To get it back to Ace. So many people had been hurt. So many people had been killed. And she didn’t want to unpack all of that just yet. So she held onto Adrian, willed her legs to work for just a little longer, and descended to the courtyard.

By the time they reached the crowd below, prodigy healers were setting up tents and stretchers. Oscar and Danna were already sitting on two of them, though they thankfully seemed unharmed despite their earlier encounter with Phobia.

A swarm of healers had already descended on Max, Captain Chromium, and the Dread Warden. Max clearly had a broken leg, but what other injuries he had sustained, Nova couldn’t tell. Simon looked tired, but fine, and Hugh Everhart already seemed to have gotten his full strength back. After Max was whisked away, the two of them actually kissed. As they stood in each other’s arms, smiling and talking, Nova realized that in all the time she had seen the two of them together, she had never seen them kiss.

She knew that just a month ago, she would have looked on this scene in outrage. Ace’s broken body somewhere behind them. The council seemingly unscathed, with their powers restored and their position as leaders of the city intact. Their families whole and happy.

But something had changed. It had been changing for a while, thanks to Adrian. Adrian and Max. Callum, great skies, Callum. Ruby, Oscar, and even Danna. It changed at Cragmoor, as she sat there for days, alone and silent, thinking of the future, should she ever escape. It changed when she saw Ace Anarchy, Uncle Ace, in the arena, trying to wipe out every single Renegade. And that traitorous thing inside her that had been changing, that had, at least according to Callum, been there the whole time, had irreparably snapped and broken on the roof. Hugh Everhart asking, yelling, “Does she know? Does she know you killed her family?” Ace’s cold, emotionless reply.

So as she looked now at this safe, unbroken family, the triumphant Renegades, she was shocked to feel…relief? She could almost call it happiness but for the roiling in her stomach.

Another group of prodigy healers took Adrian to a tent and started on Nova, as well. Adrian shot her one last, “We’ll talk after this,” before passing the helmet off to his dads while the healers began unwrapping the bandages on his arms.

“Insomnia?” asked an older gray-haired healer, guiding her to an empty tent, “Are you injured?”

She grunted in reply, hauling herself onto the stretcher without even thinking to argue. It felt wrong to accept this help from the Renegades after everything she’d done. But if she didn’t get off her feet soon, she was certain her legs would give out.

#renegades trilogy #nova artino #adrian everhart #max everhart #hugh everhart #simon westwood

[wolfanddragon98]

Adrian Nova Reyes Alphabet! @dreaming-for-an-escape

A is for Activities

What does she like to do once she finds some spare time to herself?

B is for Best Friend

Who is her best friend?

C is for Comfort

Who or what brings her the most comfort?

D is for Dreams

What is the biggest dream of hers?

E is for Eww

What kind of dish will Adrian never force herself to eat in Westeros, because the idea of eating it just makes her sick?

F is for Faith

What is Adrian’s faith? What does she think of all the other faiths in Westeros?

G is for Gifts

Does she like receiving gifts or giving gifts?

H is for Hugs

Is she the hugger type? Or does she tend to keep people at arm’s length?

I is for Injury

How does she react when someone is injured in front of her? Does she panic or is she in the zone to help the wounded individual?

J is for Jokes

Is she playful or more serious?

K is for Kisses 

Favorite place to be kissed?

L is for Little Ones

How does she act around children? Is she uncomfortable when in their presence or is she pretty chill?

M is for Morning

Is she a morning person?

N is for Night

Is she a night person?

O is for Oddity

What is one unusual quirk that she has?

P is for Pet Names 

Does her family have any pet names for her? What about her potential significant other? Do they use any terms of endearment?

Q is for Questions

What is one question that she frequently asks herself or others?

R is for Rhythm 

Does she have a good sense of rhythm?

S is for Secrets

Does she have any big secrets?

T is for Talking 

What does she like to talk about? 

U is for Ugly 

An ugly habit of hers?

V is for Value

What is something that she values above anything else in a person?

W is for Warrior

How does she feel about fighting? Does she engage more in physical or verbal altercations?

X is for X-Ray 

How well is she able to read other people?

Y is for Yuck 

A huge dealbreaker that would change her perception of a person?

Z is for Zen

What makes her feel calm?

[dreaming-for-an-escape]

Adrian Nova Reyes Alphabet!

Here you go @wolfanddragon98 :)

A is for Activities

What does she like to do once she finds some spare time to herself?

She does Yoga. It really helps with her stress. 

B is for Best Friend

Who is her best friend?

She considers Hannah her best friend. When Adrian’s at King’s Landing she becomes close with Helaena. 

C is for Comfort

Who or what brings her the most comfort?

When she’s spending time with her sister Julieta. 

D is for Dreams

What is the biggest dream of hers?

Finishing law school and starting her career. 

E is for Eww

What kind of dish will Adrian never force herself to eat in Westeros, because the idea of eating it just makes her sick?

She doesn’t like sausages, even back in the modern world. They literally make her gag. That’s a no for her. 

F is for Faith

What is Adrian’s faith? What does she think of all the other faiths in Westeros?

Adrian was raised as a catholic. Her parents weren’t super religious growing up but they would attend church at times. 

G is for Gifts

Does she like receiving gifts or giving gifts?

She loves giving gifts. She’s the type to go Christmas shopping months before. 

H is for Hugs

Is she the hugger type? Or does she tend to keep people at arm’s length?

She loves hugging her family. Not so much other people, even friends. Hannah knows and respects this.  

I is for Injury

How does she react when someone is injured in front of her? Does she panic or is she in the zone to help the wounded individual?

She immediately acts and tries to help. 

J is for Jokes

Is she playful or more serious?

With her family and close friends she comes off as playful but to strangers she’s more serious. 

K is for Kisses

Favorite place to be kissed?

Forehead because her mother used to give her forehead kisses as a child. 

L is for Little Ones

How does she act around children? Is she uncomfortable when in their presence or is she pretty chill?

She acts uncomfortable but soon enough she’s cracking jokes and chilling with them. She’d be sitting with them on the couch watching funny tik tok videos or playing video games. 

M is for Morning

Is she a morning person?

She has to be a morning person because of the schedule she has. 

N is for Night

Is she a night person?

She hardly goes out. It’s a miracle Hannah is able to get her out of their apartment when it doesn’t involve school, work, or her internship. 

O is for Oddity

What is one unusual quirk that she has?

Adrian likes to bend her thumbs backwards. Like she can fully bend them. She does this without thinking at times and it has freaked people out (btw this is something I can do xD)

P is for Pet Names

Does her family have any pet names for her? What about her potential significant other? Do they use any terms of endearment?

Most of her family usually just call her by her first name. Nova is only ever used by older family members. 

Q is for Questions

What is one question that she frequently asks herself or others?

Is it the weekend yet?

R is for Rhythm

Does she have a good sense of rhythm?

I’d say she does. She’s a good dancer even though she doesn’t dance as much. 

S is for Secrets

Does she have any big secrets?

No, not really. Not as big as the one her grandmother kept from her and her family. 

T is for Talking

What does she like to talk about?

Currents shows she’s watching or music she’s listening to. 

U is for Ugly

An ugly habit of hers?

She keeps everything to herself. Which doesn’t help when she’s already stressed to the max. 

V is for Value

What is something that she values above anything else in a person?

Compassion.  

W is for Warrior

How does she feel about fighting? Does she engage more in physical or verbal altercations?

She’s engaged in more verbal altercations than physical. 

X is for X-Ray

How well is she able to read other people?

It all depends on her and how she focuses on a single person. 

Y is for Yuck

A huge dealbreaker that would change her perception of a person?

Hurting a loved one....like accidents happen but to do it on purpose?? It would be hard for her to see someone the same way after that. 

Z is for Zen

What makes her feel calm?

Music. She loves listening to music. 

#my heart my body my soul #adrian nova reyes #hotd modern reader #house of the dragon #oc #asks

[onlyfreds]

He's a Simp | F.W.

Title: He's a Simp

Requested: Yes/No

Summary: Fred is a simp when it comes to Hogwart's most popular girl: Y/N L/N

A/N: This is absolutely the first time that I wrote the whole fic through Fred's POV.

(Fred’s POV)

“Finally!” George said as he hopped off the couch, stretching a bit, “What took you forever? I’m starving.”

I rolled my eyes at him, flipping him off, “Don’t be overdramatic. I only took five minutes.”

George scoffed, “Whatever, let’s go. I’m hungry.”

The two of us then headed down to the Great Hall then we sat down next to Ginny.

“What took you two so long?” She asked as she took a bite out of her toast.

“Oh nothing.” George said, filling his cup with pumpkin juice, “Fred just wanted to make sure that he looked good for his favorite girl.”

I felt my cheeks heat, “I did not!”

“Yes, you did!”

“I did not!”

“Yes, you did!”

“I did not!”

“Can we at least eat breakfast first before you two argue?” Ron said impatiently, cutting off the argument.

“Who’s Fred’s favorite girl anyway?” Harry asked.

Hermione looked at him, “You seriously don’t know?”

Harry shook his head.

“His favorite girl is none other than Y/N L/N.” George said, teasingly nudging my shoulder.

Harry still looked confused, “Who?”

“Miss Popular!” Ron said through a mouthful of food.

“She’s the most intelligent.” Hermione said.

“The kindest, the sweetest, the prettiest, the hottest, the sexiest and the most amazing person in school.” I said, smiling dreamily.

“Aaw.” Ginny cooed, “Look at that, Freddie’s in love.”

George chuckled, “In love? He’s whipped for her. He’s basically a simp!”

“And, here she comes now.” Hermione said with a small smile.

As if on cue, Y/N came in with Angelina and Alicia.

At that moment, the world seemed to fall into slow motion, the way her eyes seemed to almost disappear behind her smile. Her laugh was a tune that came straight from heaven.

I wondered what it would be like if I made her laugh, if I was the cause of her laughter.

I wondered, as I always did, what it would be like to hold her, hug her, kiss her, love her so freely and openly to show the whole world how lucky I am to have her in my life. To call her mine.

I felt Ginny gently tap my chin, “Fred, you’re obviously gaping at her and you’re literally drooling.”

I could feel the blush rising up to my cheeks as I wiped the spit off my chin.

“Seriously Freddie.” Ginny said, smacking Ron’s hand away as he tried to reach for her toast, “Why don’t you ask her out? She’s really nice.”

George snorted, almost spewing his pumpkin juice on Harry, “Ginny, before Fred could utter a single syllable in front of Y/N he would’ve already melted just by looking at her.”

“Yeah.” Hermione said with a small giggle, “Fred would do absolutely anything Y/N would tell him.”

Harry laughed, “That’s how much he’s whipped for her.”

“Mate, he’s practically wrapped around her finger.” Ron said.

Harry leaned forward, “You better get a move on mate. Before someone else beats you to it.”

--

George and I were walking back from the library, having finished researching for one of my products when I heard someone calling me.

“Hey Fred! Wait up!”

I turned and my heart skipped a beat when I saw that Y/N was the source of the voice.

“H-hi, what’s u-up?” I asked, praying that the blush could only be mistaken for the heat.

She gave a small smile, handing me a book, “Here, you left this in the library.”

I took the book from her, “T-thanks.”

She nodded, “I’ll see you around.” Then she headed back inside the library.

George nudged my shoulder teasingly, “Aaw, somebody’s a simp.”

I flipped him off, “Who wouldn’t be? Just look at her.”

He tried to reach for the book Y/N handed me, but I swatted his hand away, holding the book close to my chest.

George scoffed, “You really are obsessed.”

--

News about the Yule Ball traveled around Hogwarts spread like wildfire. Now guys were asking their dream girls left and right.

Ron was planning on asking Hermione, Harry was too late for Ginny and George had already asked Angelina.

My only problem: How was I supposed to ask Y/N L/N?

I was walking back from the owlery when I overheard a conversation from a bunch of guys I didn’t know.

“Mate, do you already have a date for the ball?”

“No, I was actually planning on asking Y/N.”

“You’d be one lucky guy to date her.”

“She’s literally the girl of my dreams.”

“Come on, whoever gets to marry her. I would be so jealous of.”

My hands immediately clenched to fists at my side as I walked away from the group.

My thoughts were so clouded that I accidentally bumped into someone.

“Oh, sorry.” We both said at the same time.

I looked up and my eyes met the y/e/c ones of Y/N.

“Sorry.” I apologized sheepishly, “I wasn’t looking where I was going.”

She gave a reassuring smile, “It’s fine. I was just heading to the owlery.”

I nodded, “Yeah, I had just gone there.”

Y/N was already halfway up the stairs when an impulsive and possibly rash decision made me call after her, “Hey Y/N!”

She turned around, “Yeah?”

“Will you go to the ball with me?” I asked, immediately regretting my decision and started to brace myself for rejection.

But she just smiled, “I would love to.”

My eyes widened, thinking I’ve misheard her, “Come again?”

She giggled, the sound similar to angels singing, “I said that I would love to go to the ball with you.”

I grinned, “Thanks. I’ll pick you up at eight?”

She nodded, her beaming smile never seemed to leave her lips, “Sounds brilliant.”

I walked back to the common room with a spring in my step, not believing my luck that out of all the people in this school, I was Y/N’s date to the ball.

“Someone’s in a good mood today.” George said.

I grinned, “How couldn’t I be Georgie? The sun’s shining. It’s a beautiful day.”

“Come on.” Ginny said, suddenly interested in the conversation, “We know there’s something going on. So just spill it.”

I smiled, leaning back on the couch, “I asked Y/N to the ball.”

“And?” Ginny and George said in unison.

“She said yes.”

“Yes!” Both of them said, doing a little celebration dance along with the chant, “She said yes! She said yes! She said yes!”

It was honestly the best day of my life.

--

Christmas couldn’t come any faster.

Next thing I knew, I was already standing at the end of the staircase by the Great Hall.

I fiddled nervously with the end of the jacket the dress robes came with, hoping that Y/N didn’t back out last minute.

I then heard soft footsteps growing louder and louder with each passing moment.

“She’s beautiful.” I heard Angelina say next to causing me to turn around.

My jaw literally dropped when I saw her. She looked like a goddess dressed in a y/f/c gown that fell a bit past her knees with her hair tied up in a half-up half-down look. Giving a shy smile when she saw me staring at her.

“You look absolutely gorgeous.” I said, when she arrived at the bottom of the stairs.

Her cheeks were suddenly painted with a tint of rose pink, “You look quite dashing as well.”

I offered my arm to her, “Ready to party?”

She giggled, taking it, “Absolutely.”

Everyone was looking at us when we entered, I saw George give me a thumbs-up from afar.

--

We were taking a small break after dancing the night away. Having a drink in a secluded part of the hall.

“What are you doing on the arm of a Weasley, L/N?” An, obviously, drunk Adrian Pucey calls out.

Y/N’s brows furrowed as she answered, “Why? What do you care?”

Pucey gave a drunken laugh, “Shouldn’t you be on the arm of someone better? Like me?”

I was ready to go and teach the guy a lesson on manners when Y/N placed a hand on my arm, “Are you trying to make me laugh Adrian? Whoever told you that you were better than Fred Weasley is talking dragon dung. And I would rather skip the ball than not be on Fred’s arm. So, if you excuse us, we have to go.” She said, dragging me back into the Great Hall.

“I’m so sorry about that.” She apologized, “Pucey could be such a prick at times.”

I paid no attention to her apology, “Do you really mean it?”

She gave me a confused look, “Mean what?”

“What you said. That you would rather skip the ball than be someone else’s date?”

She blushed, “Yeah.”

I couldn’t believe what I heard; has she been waiting for me to ask her this whole time?

“I’ve actually fancied for such a long time.” She admitted, fiddling with a stray strand of her hair.

Have I actually died and this is already heaven?

Y/N was stunned at her sudden confession and started to ramble, “Oh Godric, I’m sorry. I just made things so awkward. It’s okay if you don’t feel the same. I mean, of course you won’t feel the same. Why would you? I could be so annoying at times and I’m not even that pretty. Besides, I’m sure there are other girls that are way in your league-“

She wouldn’t let me speak, so I did the only thing I knew to shut her up: I crashed my lips onto hers.

I rested my hands on her waist as she rested hers on my shoulder.

Once our lungs started to demand for air we pulled away.

“Will you let me talk now?” I asked.

Y/N looked up at me, cheeks painted red, “Yeah. Sure.”

“I love you too.” I confessed, “You did not make things awkward, you made it feel like I was in heaven. You are the prettiest, the hottest, the sexiest girl I have ever laid eyes on. My whole family teases me for being such a simp for you. I am so whipped that I would gladly do anything you ask me to do. So, now all those have been sorted out, will you give me the honor of being your boyfriend?”

She giggled, pressing our lips together in a brief kiss, “That’s the best thing I would ever be: Fred Weasley’s girlfriend.”

There was no denying that Fred Weasley is a simp for Y/N L/N.

𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝:

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[readingonpluto]

Renegades Ship Week 3 - Day 1

Thank you @renegades-ship-weeks​ for creating and running this event! - Sorry it is a bit late!

Nodrian - Spring Proposal 

I always liked the idea that Adrian gives Nova a promise ring after a couple years of dating. 

When he “proposes” to her, he comes up with a whole plan with the team. 

Imagine me this...

Nova comes into work one day expecting to see Tina and Callum, but she comes down to a completely empty room.

When she flicks on the lights, everyone is standing there - Ruby, Oscar, Danna, Narcissa, Callum, and Tina.

In front of her in an array of sandwiches and chocolates, enough to feed a whole subway tunnel.  

Nova jolts back, shocked and surprised because it isn’t her birthday??

When she asks what’s up, the team only smiles, gesturing to behind her

When she turns, there Adrian is down on one knee with a small ring in his hand. 

“I know you wouldn’t want anything flashy,” he says. “So I found you the simplest one I could find that still represents my love for you” - Or something cheesy like that.

Of course, Nova grins, letting him place it on her finger. 

She vows to find him one just as special, and he thanks her with a kiss.

They spend the rest of the day trying every sandwich and having a genuine time with their friends

Bonus

Hugh and Simon would tease Adrian about it constantly

Oscar as well... Because you have to admit, Adrian is a bit of a simp for Nova (sorry not sorry!)

#renegades ship week 3 #day 1 #the renegades trilogy #nova artino #adrian everhart #Marissa Meyer

[exn0bisstudios]

hey Adrian 👀👀👀 ive seen this on a few other blogs so uhhh, what would the TTO RO’s dying words be to the seer or their words to a dying seer?

Thank you for indulging me with this, even though I am full of regret because I actually managed to make myself sobby while writing it. So much so that this is actually only part one since I needed to break from writing part two (the 'RO reactions to Seer dying' part) due to emotionally exhausting myself. Oops. 😂 I'll reblog this with part two once I get it finished 😘

Prepare for pain!!!

RO's dying words to the Seer

Mira: Whatever pain they may be in physically, they don't show it. Instead, they hold the Seer with all their remaining strength. If this is to be their end, they will do their damndest to comfort their lover before they go. They keep their gaze locked, watching Seer like they hung the moon, and smile as best they can. "You carry enough burdens, love. Don't let my memory be one of them. This was my choice." They close their eyes as their consciousness starts to slip, not wanting Seer to have to watch the light leave them. "I love you. Always. I love you."

Nova: They are calm, almost eerily so. But then again, it's not the first time they've lost their mortal life. Instead, they lean into the Seer as if memorizing their warmth, closing their eyes with a wistful sigh. "I wish we'd had more time..." Then, almost as if an afterthought, they reach to lay a comforting hand against their lover's jaw. "Do not make that face, sweet thing. This is hardly the end." Even as their body starts to dissolve into smoke, they keep smiling, so very sure of their words. "Until we meet again."

Stella: They're angry, resentful, raging at the universe and this bitter, bitter end. They try desperately to hide it, to somehow make this last moment with the Seer easier. To minimize the scars it will leave on their heart if they can because they know how much it hurts to watch someone you love die. But any comforting words get caught in their throat, and all they can do is hold on, furious tears in their eyes. It's not fair, it's not fair, it's not fair. "I love you. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I love you."

Désiré: He's panicking, not because he knows this is his end, but because he fears he won't be able to tell Seer how much he loves them one last time. His body trembles too much to spell it against their skin, and there's no time to find his slate, even if he could hold the chalk. No, he thinks, it can't end like this. Resolve in his eyes, he uses whatever strength he has left to pull Seer into one final, crushing kiss, pouring in a lifetime of love and tenderness. 'I love you,' he speaks against their lips. Then, he is still.

Vittore Simone: He seems confused, mystified, as if his own mortality comes as a complete surprise. For a moment, he simply stares at his own blood with a peculiar look on his face, like he's trying to figure out if this is really happening or if it's just another bad, bad dream. Finally, he seems to come to some kind of conclusion and exhales a weak chuckle. "Death has never wanted me, before. I... I should have known better, I suppose." His whispers die in his throat, and for a brief moment, his expression twists into a soul-aching pain. Then, finally, he looks to his lover with a poor excuse for a smile plastered across his paling lips. "I just wanted... I am sorry, che cietto."

Andrai: He's terrified, shaking, eyes squeezed shut as he clutches Seer tight enough to bruise. He shakes his head over and over again as if denying this so vehemently will change reality. He doesn't want to leave; he doesn't want to be alone again. He doesn't want to leave Seer alone. But he can't hang on like this for much longer. So, he chokes down a sob and hides his face, not wanting Seer to see him cry. "I love you," he says it before he can't anymore, and even muffled against their clothing, it sounds like a prayer. "I love you."

Vzridmi: "Unexpected," she tries to make light of things, to laugh, but it's a soggy thing between the crying and the pain. She's never been afraid or ashamed to show her emotions, but at this moment, she wishes she could hide how scared she is. She doesn't want Seer's last memories of her to be of her tears. She wants them to know how happy they made her, how grateful she is. And after her, she wants them to live, to move on, to be happy. Her words come out far more desperate than she wants, but she's out of time. "Promise me, vna ada. Promise me you won't ever lose your smile."

#answered #anonymous #TTO: Main Tag #TTO: Scenarios #TTO: Answers #TTO: RO Asks #Mira Twilight #Nova Dreamreaver #Stella #Désiré Desrosiers #Vittore Simone Armati #Andrai Freestrider #Vzridmi Ri'kho've #I have regrets

[priffi]

Things I Need In Archenemies

- Ruby, Danna, and Nova all having a sleepover

- Nova giving her Renegades team her backstory but only after a dramatic event.

- Max at finding out he can out people to sleep and KNOWS that Nova is Nightmare but realizes that she’s actually really nice and just wants people, including him, to have freedom with their powers and says nothing.

- Adrian finding out that she’s Nightmare but also finding out who her uncle really is but Nova finding out that he’s the Sentinel.

- Adrian, Max, and Nova all connecting the dots as to what went down 10 years ago

- Adrian and Nova realizing that both of them have been wrong and that each side has their own points. Adrian tries to convince his Dads about the need to redo the system but it leads to Nova, Adrian, and their team as well as some remaining Anarchists forming their won faction that combines both views

- Society realizing that the Anarchists really aren’t bad and were actually originally fine with the Renegades until they started telling people with powers how to use them and stereotyping them.

- Ace being revealed to be the ultimate villain or just a really chill person who just cares about his family

Fell free to add on.

#STUFF B4 SUPERN. #omssssss #trt #lit

[aaaangie]

Adrian: Oscar, can I talk to you for a second? Oscar: Yeah, what’s up? Lemme guess. You and Nova are having problems and you want me to teach you how to kiss? Adrian: What? No, stop that. I know how to kiss. I’ve read books.

#nova artino #adrian everhart #renegades #renegades book #renegades trilogy #oscar renegades #nova renegades #adrian renegades #nodrian

[amberwild420]

one step back, two steps forward (pt. 42)

masterlist

school festival part 1

Staring at the ceiling with dull eyes, Kaylan turned around and stuffed her face in the pillow and let out a whine. Nova, who was sitting on the side table, sniggered at the misfortune of her holder before floating out.

 Why do schools exist?

 Despite her reluctance, she forced herself to get up. Like hell she would let her mother throw her out of the room. She got the painful remainder once; she was not ready to go through that again.

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Tikki stared at the alarm as it rang for the eighth time. Marinette didn’t even stir when it rang and was dead to the world. Normally she wouldn’t say anything but now, she reluctantly float over her holder and took a deep breath.

 AKUMA!!!!!

 With a lightning speed, Marinette stood up on her guard before relaxing when she realized that there was nothing dangerous.

 Tikki!

 Sorry Marinette, but you need to get up or you’ll be late for school.

 Seeing that she was right, Marinette ran to get ready. Downstairs Sabine heard her daughter’s loud yell as she fell and smiled before packing the macaroons for her and her friends. She was happy that Marinette was having fun these days.

 For a moment, her smile dimmed when she remembered about the past. She should feel thankful that her daughter had new and reliable friends. She was also glad that Chloe had turned a new leaf and became a reliable friend as well.

 Good morning Maman! Good morning papa! Thanks for the macaroons! Seeyouloveyoubye!

 She kissed her parents goodbye and ran out. Sabine smiled and helped her husband to get ready to deal with the customers.

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Chloe checked her nail before filing them again to make them look even. When she looked up, she saw how tired Kaylan and Marinette are, clearly because of insufficient rest. Although she was in the same boat, she was able to get her spa treatment.

 Alright losers, we’re having a spa day today. Don’t miss out.

 She told them bluntly before raising an eyebrow at them. Both girls looked like they would fall asleep while standing, but they did manage to nod. Passing the box of macaroons, Marinette shared it with them before talking in whispers about new information.

 While Chloe might be a bully in the past, she had all the new information before anyone else. Even now without Sabrina, she still has the same network.

 At the same time, Miss Bustier entered the class and shared news.

 Everyone, school festival will be in a month from now. I really hope you know what you want to do.

 Excited chatter filled the room making in noisy soon enough. Despite Miss Bustier’s warning, no one actually listened to her. They all wanted to do something new and exciting this year. Lila looked around before her eyes fell on the trio in the back. A thought flashed in her mind before a sick smirk made its way on her face. She suppressed a little glee in her heart and started smiling sweetly while keeping a vice grip on the blonde model.

 Adrian who winced at the python like grip quickly covered it with his model smile. Since the day his miraculous got renounced, he wasn’t able to say a word. He tried to talk to Niño, but every time he wanted to say something, his mind would blank out and his throat would clog up. There was no way he could do or say anything. And now he was regretting. 

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Just when the trio thought that they were having a peaceful day, Alya came in like a raging storm and slammed at their table. Marinette winced at the loud noise, Kaylan stared at the girl with a blank look while Chloe didn’t even bother to look up and continue to do whatever she was doing on her phone.

 When Alya saw the reaction she got, the initial anger turned two-fold.

 Just like I thought, you really have rotten soul. You are showing your true colors now! I can’t even begin to believe that I actually fell for that act before!

  And yet here you are.

 Kaylan said casually before taking out her phone. Alya, who already had a temper, was raging as the minutes passed. She slapped the phone out of Kaylan’s hand and started shouting.

  You just can’t live without bullying Lila! Why do you have to hurt her especially when she gave us a good idea for the school festival? You just want to cheat out that idea, don’t you?! You…….you deserve to be isolated, you……!

 Kaylan, who was sitting wide eyed staring at her empty hand, stood up abruptly and faced Alya with the ferocity of a beast.

 It seems like you are tired of living Cesaire. If you have a death wish, I guess I can make it come true, right now.

 Alya who wanted to scream some more, shrank at the sight of the other girl, especially now that she truly seemed angry. The vein on her forehead looked like it was popping out, while her eyes darkened with blood lust. It was like when you tease a beast in the cage and it endures before breaking out and coming at you for revenge.

 Alya took a few steps back, stumbling, but Kaylan came for blood this time. The corners of her eyes sting a little as she looked fearfully at the other girl. Anyone who wanted to intervene was pushed away with such force that even made Kim and Ivan to stumble back and fall on their butts. Lila hid behind Adrian afraid of what might come for her.

 Before she can even touch Alya she was quickly grabbed from behind and pulled back. Despite that, Kaylan dragged the person with her strength, still going for the reporter as if she would kill her today with no questions asked. Marinette, despite being ladybug was no match for Kaylan’s strength which only increased after she got a miraculous of her own, so she was dragged along.

 Another pair of arms secured the girl and pulled her away from Alya. Chloe wanted to see her tear Alya into new one but if it continued any moment longer, Alya would have been dead for real. In order to make sure, that her friend didn’t end up in the prison, she had to put an end to it (not because she wanted to save Alya.).

 Let me at her! Let me at her! How dare she act like everything should revolve around her! Does she think I’ll let her go just because I can bear?! I’ll kill her!

 Stop! Stop! Stop it Kaylan!

 Stop it Fox! She’s not worth your time!

 Even if she stopped, she didn’t stop glaring at the other girl. Marinette and Chloe didn’t lose their grip around her. They were afraid that if they did, she might pounce on the other girl and it would be very difficult to separate them then.

 You……..                      Kaylan growled before pointing at her.           You better stay away from us or you’re going to regret it!

 Just like that she turned around and looked for her fallen phone before walking out of the room. The pair didn’t stop and collected their things before running after her.

 Alya, who was in the center of all of it, suddenly fell on her knees. Remembering the murderous look at Kaylan’s face she trembled. She had never seen such a person before. If it was Chloe, it would be just verbal fight, if it was Marinette, she would ignore, endure or say few things but with Kaylan it was a whole new level.

 It could be a verbal dispute, a glaring match, ignored or revenge. This time it was almost physical. Considering how confidently and threateningly she took her steps towards her, it wasn’t wrong to say she would have beaten her up. Just the thought sent her trembling all over again.

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#miraculous ladybug #One Step Back #two steps forward #Miraculous Friends #kaylan can kill #alya salt #school festival #lila is a liar #kaylan raging

[renegades-garbage]

Twenty Bucks

Is this another fic about how Adrian’s dads found out Nova was asleep in the basement? Yes, yes it is.

I think we all felt robbed robbed of this scene, and there are already some fics where adrian tells his dad she’s there(which are great btw) so I decided to write one about what would have happened if his dads had found them sleeping in the Jungle.

Pls enjoy this fic that was originally supposed to be mostly about Nodrian but turned into a whole lot of Humon fluff. I think this is my fav fic ive written so pls like it lol.

Hugh let out a sigh the second the door to the mayor's mansion shut behind him. Finally able to transition from famous superhero/esteemed government leader to just a regular man, husband, and father. He looked over to Simon and saw the same sense of relief coupled with exhaustion that he knew covered his own face. 

“I am so happy to be home,” he told his husband, wrapping an arm around his shoulders and giving him a quick kiss on the forehead as they walked into their home. 

“Me too” 

Simon returned the embrace by wrapping his arm around Hugh’s waist. They had had a very long day at headquarters. The Sentinel for whom Hugh and the rest of the council had no warm feelings had captured Hawthorn, tortured, and killed her. A probable revenge killing by a prodigy who was most certainly letting his feelings get the best of him. Not to mention it didn’t exactly look good that he did this to a prodigy who the Renegades had tried and failed to catch.

“Stop thinking about work hun.” Simon’s words tore Hugh out of his thoughts and he glanced over to his smirking husband who was currently taking off his cape and hanging it in the closet that they kept meaning to convert into the pantry. They were both still in their superhero garb from work.

“How do you always know what I'm thinking?” Hugh asked somewhat rhetorically. Simon could always guess what was on his mind, and only shrugged and smiled at the question. 

Hugh walked over to the staircase that led to Adrian's bedroom in the basement. “Adrian we’re home” he yelled. He frowned when he got no response. He usually got at least an “okay” or a “hello” when he told Adrian they were home.

“You think he’s asleep?” he asked as his husband approached. Simon wrapped his arms around Hugh from behind him, pulling him into a hug. He looked ready to fall asleep himself as he rested his forehead against Hugh’s back.

“I doubt it. He’s been sleeping less and less.” his tone was laced with worry but when he spoke again Hugh could practically hear the smirk in his voice. “Maybe Insomnia’s rubbing off on him.”

Hugh pulled away from the embrace a little reluctantly and turned smiling while shaking his head at his husband. Simon had been suggesting that Nova and their son’s relationship would develop further than friendship since the trials. “Si he told us they were just friends.”

“And you believed him?” he replied incredulously. 

“Yes, because I trust our son,” Hugh said, his voice playful.

Simon shook his head. “Nooo way have you seen them together?”

“Okay. Maybe he likes her,” Hugh said unable to deny that. “but Nova’s not exactly what I would call an open book so we can’t be sure of anything.”

“Twenty bucks says they're dating,” Simon says smirking and seeming pretty confident about this bet. 

“Fine. I still think Adrian would tell us if something was going on.”

“Hun, he may be Adrian but he's still a teenage boy.”

Hugh shook his head smiling and remembering how they had hidden their relationship and snuck around when they were teenagers. “I'm going to go check on him. Maybe he's working on that mural he mentioned wanting to paint.” 

“Okay,” Simon said giving Hugh a quick kiss before heading back into the kitchen, probably to get a snack as neither of them had eaten dinner yet.

Hugh made his way down the stairs into the basement that was Adrian’s space. Hugh and Simon didn't go down there much as they wanted Adrian to have privacy, not to mention they never really had a reason to. 

Hugh saw a few things Adrian had added or changed since the last time he had been down there. Hugh was pretty proud of what a nice room Adrian had made this basement into.

He didn't see Adrian in his bed, or anywhere else in the room so he walked over to the door of what Adrian had referred to as his art studio and knocked. No answer. Maybe he had spent the night at Oscar’s? They didn't really mind if their son went out without telling them, he was 17 which was old enough to know how to stay out of trouble and they trusted him, but usually, he would message them if he was spending the night somewhere. A confused frown covered Hugh’s face and he began walking away from the door deciding that he would go upstairs and message Adrian asking where he was.

When he was about halfway across the room, he stopped. Adrian had been pretty distant lately and didn't tell them much when he had asked to paint the mural, leaving his dads pretty curious. 

Though Hugh felt a little guilty he was too curious not to at least take a peak at Adrian's progress. Hugh was always supportive and usually impressed by Adrian’s artistic endeavors, and he couldn’t pass up this opportunity.

Hugh walked back over to the door and slowly pulled it open. His mouth opened slightly in amazement. Adrian had painted a jungle in what looked to be the ruins of a fallen city, and he had brought it to life, creating something absolutely beautiful, and amazing. If Hugh had been proud of Adrian’s nice room he didn't even know how to feel about this. 

Hugh looked around some more, still not daring to move from the safety of the doorway. There was a statue that he could only see the back of from this angle. There seemed to be a soft glow coming from the other side, and he wanted to see what it was, but he couldn’t risk messing up something that would give away his visit. 

As Hugh's gaze fell to the ground a surprised expression overtook his features. 

Nova Mclain sleeping soundly in the arms of his also sleeping son was just about the last thing he expected to see. A soft smile warmed his features at the sight. I guess she does have the ability to sleep he thought, remembering her saying she wasn’t sure she could if she wanted to at the trials. 

He saw that she was wearing a pair of what looked like noise-canceling headphones. Possibly what helped her sleep? Though with the way Nova and Adrian's arms were wrapped around each other and the content expression that he never thought he would see on her face, Hugh suspected the headphones didn’t have much to do with it at all.

He was planning to keep this peak into Adrian’s life a secret, but Hugh couldn’t not show this to his husband. Right?

Hugh walked back up the stairs and into the kitchen, his eyes falling on Simon who was just finishing a bowl of cereal. “Was he down there?”

“Yeah. And I think I owe you twenty bucks.”

A confused frown covered Simon's face “What.”

“Come on,” Hugh said holding out his hand. Simon took it still looking confused and let Hugh lead him into the basement and towards an open door.

When they got to the studio turned jungled Hugh watched the same awe and amazement he had felt dawn on Simon. After a few seconds, Hugh pointed to the sleeping teens and Simon’s expression turned from amazed to know. He smiled and shook his head looking back at his husband.

“Told you so,” Simon whispered. Hugh only smiled. They quietly shut the door and tiptoed out of the basement.

Later that night they were laying in bed after having showered and eaten.

“Hey,” Simon said. “I never got my twenty bucks.”

Hugh pretended to pat his pockets though he wasn’t actually wearing anything that had pockets. “Oh no,” he said with mock sheepishness. “I don’t have any cash on me. I guess I'll have to offer another form of payment.” He said suggestively.

Simon smiled. “I guess that would be okay,” he said teasingly right before his husband pulled him in for a kiss. 

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[blueartwren]

an incredibly self-indulgent and vaguely pissed off review of The Renegades Trilogy by Marissa Meyer

(spoilers)

i just finished reading The Renegade Trilogy by Marissa Meyer almost solely because she wrote The Lunar Chronicles which are one of my favorite ya series. nevertheless, i was disappointed. it was the same mistakes that most authors make in a trilogy - first book is good; second is odd and confusing; too much shoved into the third book to make things make sense, most of which isn't foreshadowed well

one of the things that frustrated me the most was the reveal that Magpie was Evie (Nova's younger sister who she thought was dead) all along? honestly it was a hilarious idea, especially because Magpie pisses Nova off so much, and you know the two finding out that their long-lost sibling was each other would irritate them to no end and you would get an amazing i-hate-you-but-i-thought-all-of-my-family-was-dead to actual enjoyment of each other's presence. but Meyer just shoved the reveal into the epilogue and didn't develop it at all? really?

but (and i would draw this if i knew 1. what the characters looked like, and 2. if there were more than 4 people in the fandom) i can 100% imagine Magpie going to the renegades headquarters and asking them to see if they can test for her family members in the people they have on registry, and how mad she would be to find out that Nova is her sister

like i could see her storming up to Nova and yelling at her, and Nova's like: "you're Evie?" and Magpie: "who the fuck is Evie?"

but yeah the actual series had so much thought on morals and the complex distinctions between good and evil for it to just... not resolve anything. Meyer didn't even have the guts to take away everyone's powers (even though i'm sure that would've been a problem for anyone who uses their power to help them with disabilities) and just killed the main villain? and had the protagonists think long and hard about things that went wrong? no actual change? no holding the so-called 'good guys' who were starting to abuse their power in check (except for killing two of them?) i was so curious how she was going to fix things and then she just. didn't.

the romance was so poorly written in too. characters would be so upset, thinking about all of the horrible things going on: murder, their questionable morals, being discovered, what is going to happen to the people they love, if all of the terrible and cruel things they did were worth it... and then 'what if i never get to kiss Adrian again???" babe, someone almost died. it felt so ridiculous, and honestly the entire series would've come off better if there was no romance, and Nova and Adrian were just fighting for found family and Nova finding one of the first connections in her life that WASN'T manipulative and rooted in using her for their goals. and then the Everharts could've adopted her (and Magpie lol) and it would've been so sweet

but no. another author using romance as the 'greatest love of all'. and after she wrote such good friendships in the lunar chronicles too! Iko and Cinder! Cinder and Thorne! come on!

last, but not least, my favorite character in the entire series was Callum, whose power was literally to make people feel wonder about the world around him. this was where i finally felt like Meyer's writing skills were coming through. how Nova felt so guilty betraying him, because he believed in and cared about her so wholeheartedly and with no strings attached, how his power amplified almost saved so many people from dying because it reminded them of the beauty of just existing

and then she killed him off and left it there.

the literal best character in the series.

i swear. to god. it was barely emotional! he got like three lines about it later in the book! and he was so good and complex!

im sorry Callum you deserved better

okay that's the end of that rant. i don't really recommend the series because it's a pain to get through for no actual follow through. have a nice day.

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