#Curious Ninette....

[esperinkdraws]

paper rings

I've been obsessed with Ninette lately, so here's a fic!

Marinette was in the kitchen when she heard them.

“So, are you and Marinette ever going to tie the knot?” Alya’s voice.

There was a delay in Nino’s answer. “That’s a…. that’s a question for sure.”

Alya laughed. There was a short silence. “So?” she prompted.

Nino blew out a breath. “I don’t know, man,” he said. “I want to, of course I want to marry Marinette. But I have a hard time coming up with anything good enough to propose.” His chair creaked, and when Marinette peeked out from behind the door to the kitchen he was sitting up now. “When I was younger I never really… put much thought into the idea of getting married. I always thought I would have something simple.”

“Well, you know Marinette,” Alya said. “She’s anything but simple.”

Marinette would have felt offended if not for NIno’s response. “Yeah,” he agreed, but there was no annoyance in his voice, only fondness.

“Breakfast!” Marinette called out, bringing some of the plates out. “Nino, help me, could you?”

Nino got up and went to grab the rest of the food. Their weekly breakfasts were always so fruitful, foodwise at least. 

As Nino set the rest of the food down and sat next to Marinette, Marinette was already formulating a plan in her head. She didn’t want Nino to be intimidated about proposing to her. She’d take care of it.

Marinette appeared to be hard at work at something, sitting at her desk. NIno brought her a cup of water with the intent to peer over her shoulder, but when Nino set the cup down she slammed the laptop screen down and splayed her hands over the desk to cover something.

Nino raised an eyebrow.

Marinette smiled sheepishly. “Thanks for the water, Nino,” she said.

“You’re welcome?” he replied, more in a question. She didn’t move until he stepped away.

As he walked back to the living room, he wondered what she was doing that he wasn’t allowed to see. She hadn’t been that secretive since he found out she was Ladybug.

He found her later in their room, trying on his rings. 

“What’re you up to?” he asked, curious.

“Oh, I was just checking these out,” Marinette said, sliding another ring on her finger and then holding her hand out in front of her, seeing how they looked. “I’d look nice with a ring, wouldn’t i?”

Nino wasn’t sure if that had a double meaning, if she was talking about a proposal. Had she heard Alya and him talking the other day?

“You don’t need jewelry to be beautiful, Nette,” he said honestly, which was the first thing that came to mind.

Marinette blushed and smiled. “Aw, Nino,” she said, placing a hand on his shoulder to be able to kiss his cheek. She walked away, rings still on her fingers. 

Marinette asked if he was going to be working late. He told her he was thinking about it, why? She asked if he would mind coming home on time.

He was confused and a little concerned. He’d asked why, but he didn’t get an answer.

He came home to a homemade dinner, despite the fact that Wednesdays were usually takeout night.

“Nette?” he said.

“Be right there!” Marinette called from the kitchen. 

NIno heard the sink run for a moment, and then after another few moments Marinette came out to the dining room. She was wearing one of her simple but homemade dresses. Nino felt underdressed, but he didn’t even know what for.

Her eyes sparkled at his clear confusion. “Hungry?” she asked.

“Yeah just… let me put my stuff in our room,” he said, gesturing with his laptop case.

Marinette just nodded, going back into the kitchen.

Nino went and put his laptop case where it belonged, but he also changed into a nicer shirt. He went to the bathroom and splashed his face with water. Had he forgotten a special occasion? Their anniversary wasn’t for another month, wasn’t it?

He checked his phone’s calendar for any reminders, checking the date in case he remembered anything date-specific.

Nothing.

After making sure he looked okay, he went back to the dining room. Marinette was sitting in her chair, and she smiled at him, making him feel a little more at ease.

Nino sat down, and they had dinner. 

Nothing was particularly different. They talked like they always did, Marinette asking how Nino’s work day was, and NIno asking about Marinette’s commissions. 

After a while, Nino forgot what he had been worried about.

About an hour into dinner, Marinette set her fork down with a sense of seriousness. Nino looked up, confused. “Everything okay, Nette?”

She beamed at him, but she did look nervous. “I’m peachy, but thank you for asking.”

“Stay peachy,” he murmured reflexively.

Marinette laughed at the reminder of their past. She stood up. “I just need a minute,” she said. She left the dining room.

Nino waited, feeling a bit nervous himself. Marinette liked her schedules and planning; for her to change their usual dinner plans must mean something. 

After a few minutes of Nino wondering, Marinette came back. But she didn’t go sit in her seat. She stood next to Nino’s, hesitating for a moment. He tilted his head at her, but his gesture apparently made her smile and feel better.

“Nino,” Marinette started. She took a deep breath to calm herself. “We’ve known each other since we were kids, and I want to keep knowing you.”

Was this happening?

“In fact,” Marinette continued, looking a little shy, “I want to know you for as long as possible.” 

This was happening. 

Marinette smiled. “I know I’m a complicated person, but I don’t mind the simple things as long as I’m with you.” She took a small box out of her pocket – when she made the dress she had exclaimed, “It has pockets!” – and opened it. Inside was a paper ring with a heart.

Marinette hated origami, so it warmed Nino’s heart to see she had learned something just for him.

“I’ll take a life with you over anything else,” Marinette said. “So, Nino… will you marry me?”

For a moment, Nino was at a loss for words. He eventually got his vocal cords working enough to say, “Yes!” He shot out of his chair to tackle her for a hug. She managed to close the box in time so the ring wouldn’t get knocked out, and she laughed when he spun her around. 

“Marinette, I’d love to be your husband,” he told her, putting her down. 

She giggled. “Will you settle for being my fiance first?” she said

“Of course I will,” he said, the biggest grin on his face.

#miraculous ladybug #mlb #ninette #nino lahiffe #marinette dupain cheng #mystuff #fic

[o5-the-daughter]

Alright... How about the last but not least, Iva? Been very curious about this one for months now... 👀

Iva Ruben is first mentioned as a medical student of Austrian descent; she joined the Foundation in nineteen-ten (1910), aged eighteen (18), which makes her the oldest of the prodigies in terms of recruitment age. She also seems to have joined on her own, rather than being recruited from the civil sector, though how she did so isn't stated - there is a very vague implication that she either knew someone at the Foundation or had a relative there, though I won't put money on this due to how small that clue is.

Anyway. Ruben was first placed in medical, on the same team as Khater, where they were trained together for a bit under three (3) years. Both were proper doctors already at this point, with Ruben's focus lying in the treatment of injured anomalies, especially the humans and humanoids. She most notably worked with SCP-590 around this era and seems to have developed a close bond with him, which was likely aided by her being fairly young herself. She also oversaw the medical records and body hopping of then-Doctor Bright, later SCP-963 during this time and assisted with two (2) body changes.

In mid-nineteen-thirteen, she handed in a request to become a researcher instead, which was granted relatively quickly; her clients stayed practically the same, though, as she then devoted a majority of her work time to SCP-590. As such, she is responsible for a majority of his care program that is still used today, though now with higher security measurements. This stayed her main occupation for as long as the notes reach (also nineteen-twenty (1920), just like with the others) and likely longer, though there is a brief note towards nineteen-nineteen (1919), which states that she has also taken on helping out with SCP-321, also known as Sarah Bright, who was still kept at the family home at the time. Another note that seems interesting is one stating her as a brief caretaker of a humanoid male, no SCP number stated, that kind of matches the description of [REDACTED] the longer I think about it.. hm.

Ruben also has a handful of notes on her personality, which, looking back, is an odd rarity amongst all of this. She is described as being stubborn and 'unhealthily protective' over both 590 and, funnily enough, Khater. She seems to have gotten into multiple fights with people, including Adam Bright himself on one (1) occasion, over the treatment of humanoid SCPs, though nothing direct seems to have come from it, aside from a few headaches. This behavior of hers might have influenced Willow's modern stand point of being rather protective over the anomalies too. Because of all this, she is explicitly noted as being 'the most difficult' out of the nine, which is surely something when looking at Amosova.

Her child is briefly mentioned as well - one Ninette Ruben, born on June sixth, nineteen-sixteen (June 6th, 1916), though even Ten doesn't seem to know who the father is. There is a note theorizing Willow, but that seems kind of unlikely with a) a child noted as 'fair and red-cheeked' and b) a presumed father incapable of producing children, so I guess that's a mystery for Iva to know and the rest of us not to know.

One last thing I want to mention: on the very last page, this time in very nicely readable, English letters stands "PORTLANDS", just like that, in all capital letters. Looks like we might know where she went after all? :]

#a questioning mind #an error in the system

[nivenor-krosis]

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Day 4 : Letters

Ninette finds out about Amala's secret....

"You in here ?", Ninette asks, peering her head in through the door of the room she shares with Amala. 

The window is slightly open, letting in the warm air of the afternoon, rustling the pages of a book left open on Amala's bed. No sign of her proprietor though.

"Apparemment non…" 

She walks into the room nonetheless, spotting the mess Amala left in the room. Sighing, she starts to gather the leftover cups, plates and cutlery, every remnants of a hurried breakfast.

As she reaches back for the door, her foot catches onto something on the floor and she sends the items flying, catching herself at the last minute. Cursing, she starts to gather everything and notices the obstacle. It was a loose stone, slightly sticking out from under Amala’s bed. 

The possibility of a secret made Ninette forget all about the task she set herself to just seconds earlier. Settling on her knees, she lifts the stone and collects a small wooden box hidden under the not-so-secret-anymore-cache.

Sheets of papers, and trickets. 

No, letters. Oh, these were letters!  Are they naughty letters ? She sure hopes so.

“Oh Amala, Amala…”she tsk-tsks under her breath, glancing quickly at the door before unfolding the first letter. 

She looks straight at the signature.

“S”

This one is short, more of a note than a letter.

“Meet me tonight in the library. Guards will not patrol.”

Skyhold, so not a family member. A lover’s meeting then.

She quickly reaches for another folded piece of paper, this one thankfully longer.

“Lethallan,

Please forgive the delay for this letter, I could not trust Leliana’s ravens and had to find my own way of delivering this letter to you. I am sure Lady Montilyet is keeping you busy, but hope the Inquisitor’s absence is giving you some moments of respite.

Crestwood is a gloomy and dreary place. The rift is deep into water and the village seems to be cursed as it has not stopped raining since we have arrived. I am not sure bringing Dorian was a wise decision on the Inquisitor’s part, but it will make for stories for me to tell you once we return. Because we will. I can sense it, even with all this distance. Your worry. We will return, and I will come back to you. To Skyhold and to our combined effort.

How I wish I could tell everyone around the campfire at night all you do for us. I cannot, not because I dread the truth, but because all would know you are the one weakness to the Inquisition. 

As you are mine.

I will seek you out in your dreams,

S”

As soon as she finishes, Ninette instantly reaches back into the box.

She unfolds another letter.

Looks at the signature.

S

And then another.

S 

It goes on.

S 

And on.

S

There are nothing but S’s in there.

There are dozens, maybe over a hundred of letters. How long do those date back to ? What did Amala answer ?

But most of all, what didn’t Amala tell her ?! 

#dragon age #dragon age inquisition #BTV #artober 2021 #day4 letters #Amala #Solas #Curious Ninette.... #I'm going to love writing her !! #At this point this is more a glimpse into the fic than an actual prompt #but oh well ! #it's late #I can do what I want

[imthepunchlord]

Outside of the ninette, it's there going to be any Adrinino in Fortune favors the brave? You kind of hinted before a chapter with some because I'm curious as to whether or not Bubbler would even be a thing (with CN Nino) if Nino didn’t straight up plan the whole event with Mari.

I'm not really for love triangles so no romantic Adrinino. Friendship at most. I did consider it as I wasn't sure, but I'm set on Ninette now.

Currently no plans for Bubbler to happen. Same for Lady Wifi.

#ask Punchie #kwami swap #fortune favors the brave

[adrienscroissantx]

send hot takes for any ninette au im curious and looking for inspiration

#>:D #ninette #nino lahiffe #marinette dupain-cheng

[sofilandstuff]

Hi! Just curious what are your opinions on:

Ninette (nino x mari)

Djwifi (alya x nino)

Marigami (mari x kagami)

Lilanette (Lila x mari)

Daminette (Damien Wayne x mari)

Pliki (plagg x tikki)

Chlodrian (Adrien x chloe)

(I've noticed there are a million mixes of mlb ships. )

Ninette - cute

Djwifi - love them!! So good together

Marigami - my beloved ♡

Lilanette - why?! How will it even work??

Daminette - i heard of it, but haven't read or saw anything about that ship so i don't really have an opinion

Plikki - i love them but i don't see them as a romantic couple (i think its also canon that kwamis don't fall in love)

Chlodrian - no. (Chlonette however..)

yea there's probably more that I've never heard of :0

#ask #anon #miraculous ladybug #ml

[dorkofclanlavellan]

Okay so out of all the companions we can get over the course of the games which one do you hate the most and why?

Aveline. Without a doubt.

There are other companions I’m far from fond of (Oghren, Wynne, Cassandra) but all of those were more of a mild dislike that developed into borderline/definite hatred as I realized how truly awful they are. 

But with Aveline, as soon as her character was introduced there was something about her that just rubbed me the wrong way. It wasn’t until I started putting her in my party and did her Act 1 quest that it became clearer why I didn’t like her and my dislike turned into hatred.

By the end of the game, I absolutely loathed her. Now my Hawke was friends with her (and all the companions) because I used to be a companion pleaser/wanted every achievement for the game.

Plus it was kind of easy to get there, I just did her quest, chose the diplomatic or humorous dialogue options when forced to talk to her and only put her in my party for quests where she would approve of the choices I already knew I was going to make. (Killing Kelder for instance)

There are SOOOO many reasons why I hate Aveline so I’m going to list a few.

Constantly attacking Isabela and calling her a whore. 

Constantly calling Merrill stupid (which was the “kindest” of the things she called Merrill)

Her quest where you can play cupid for her and Donnic. She wants your help to land him but is all pissy if you take Isabela’s advice on the matter. 

If you take her to Lowtown, Hightown, The Docks at night you get that fucking line. “I don’t make my guards fight gangs in dark corners but if you want to help...” So she’s saying she doesn’t make her guards do their jobs and in not so many words is asking Hawke to do it instead.

After clearing out the gangs in Kirkwall each Act, does Aveline reward Hawke for doing the guard’s job? No. If it weren’t for Red Jenny there wouldn’t be so much as a thank you for Hawke risking their life to keep the people of Kirkwall safe. 

She has the nerve to insinuate Hawke is to blame for all the trouble in Kirkwall and whinges at them for doing what they do. Which is what? The job of the city guard without the pay. After asking Hawke to do so.

Givings mages (read: victims) to Meredith.

She was there with Hawke when they investigated Ninette’s disappearance (at least in my canon) so she saw the suspect running from the Foundry, she fought the demons that appeared obviously to buy time for the suspect’s escape and she saw the bag of bones and severed hand with her own eyes. And she still insisted that all those women that disappeared and were murdered in identical ways over the years were ‘random murders’. She is the reason Leandra died. **

There are so many more reasons (i.e. corruption, refusing to do her job, being an all-around bitch) but I’ll end up going on forever. So if you’re really curious, I’d suggest checking out @dalishious anti-Aveline tag because it is spot on. 

** Even if she isn't WITH Hawke during the Act 1 part of the investigation it's safe to assume Hawke probably told her all about it. So why did she still not believe Emric or take the investigation seriously?

#dragon age #anti aveline #anti aveline vallen

[spartanxwrites]

Hi! I just saw a ninette ask about nino using his shell shield as an umbrella which was so cute! Do you have any ninette drabbles or fics or anything here or like on ao3?

If not it's fine I was just curious! I hope you have a good day/night (idk what time it is for you lol)

Yes actually, it's called "Bug And Shell(d)" on AO3: Here

The link can also be found on the Pinned post on this blog (since it's my side and everything gets reblogged to my main)

#Bug And Shell(d) #Ninette #miraculous ladybug #marinette dupain cheng #nino lahiffe

[galahadwilder]

Hey you said that Lukanette gives you the shakes. I get why you dislike Daminette but I'm curious about Lukanette. It's cool if you don't feel like explaining. Everyone's entitled to their notps, Im not judging just curious

I’m not actually sure! I could write a dissertation on why Damian and Marinette would be terrible for each other and why the ship is a bad idea, but as for Lukanette? They’d be good together. They’d be sweet and loving and supportive and for some reason looking at them feels like I’m a cat getting petted the wrong direction. (I have the same reaction with Adrimi and Ninette, incidentally, but not Alyanette, Lukadrien, or Kagaminette.)

If I were to hazard a guess? Luka is too much like Marinette, and thus to me represents complacency. I feel like they’d be great together at first but then end up amplifying some of each others’ not-so-great traits, and something tells me Luka can tell that’s what would happen? But this is just conjecture. But the “too similar” thing does apply to a lot of the ships I mentioned above as being ones that rub me wrong, so... I don’t know. Maybe. Introducing Adrien to an OT3 does shift some things and makes it less uncomfortable to me, since there’s a bit more balance between the traits, but...

But yeah, I’m willing to ship Luka with pretty much anyone except Mari, Alya, Juleka, or Rose. And I’m particularly fond of the Mariharem idea; Marinette ships fairly well with most members of her class (though I tend to have Nino as more of an ancillary member of the harem for reasons listed above). There’s a lot to unpack about why I don’t ship Lukanette, and I don’t really want to completely.

(Please note that if a Lukanette fic features Adrien-bashing, though, that’s gonna be a big no-no for me and I can instantly tell I won’t like it. Most of them don’t, but some of them are worrying.)

#miraculous ladybug #miraculous #marinette dupain cheng #anti daminette #anti maribat #anti lukanette #mild anti lukanette #original content #asks #ot3 #mariharem #lukadrinette

[marimeetsmischief]

THE APPLE TREE

Summary : In a forest of eternal snow, a strange apple tree grows. In its branches, a guardian dressed in red waits for someone who can set her free.

(Fantasy and Fae AU, vaguely reminiscent of snow white. there is a plot, but it mostly consists of love. Inspired by the song “Apple Tree” by Marika Hackman. )

Tags: Fantasy AU, some snow white vibes, lots of fluff, slight angst, magic and shenanigans!, ladrien, like ALL ladrien, adrien agreste is easily impressed, Kind of a Soulmate AU?, Love at First Sight, Platonic Alyadrien, Platonic Ninette

•••

CHAPTER ONE : WHITE AS SNOW

Once upon a time, a snow-covered clearing that was hidden deep in the Winter Wood, there was an apple tree. No matter the season, perfect red apples dangled from eerie white branches, sheltered from the wind by deep, black leaves.

There were a million different stories of the tree. It was cursed, or maybe blessed. If someone managed to pick the fruit, they might never be seen again. They could turn into another apple on the tree, or the branches would sweep them into the snow and they would fall right into the afterlife.

No matter the story, everyone knew about the Guardian. She slept high in the branches of the tree, watching for anyone who came close to do who knew what. She was a witch, or a Faerie Queen, or a spirit of some kind, luring others to their demise. That was why the Winter Wood was largely avoided by most. No one knew exactly where the tree was, and no one wanted to accidentally stumble upon it. Well, almost no one.

Adrien Agreste had been told before that he wasn’t exactly bright. This time around was no different, and he just shook his head at the accuser. “Yes, yes, I know that I’m a fool, Alya. But you’re the one who gave me the dare, and I’m not going to break my word.”

All Alya could do was wither under the look Adrien gave him. She had thought that the blonde wasn’t dumb enough to actually take it seriously, but instead they were standing at the edge of a glittering white forest.

“You know, for a place with some cursed tree, you’d think it would look scarier,” Alya remarked quietly, inching closer to the white trees. “Instead, it just feels... off.”

Adrien nodded in agreement. That really was the only way to describe it. As far as he could see into it, it was almost like no shadows existed. Even if there hadn’t been snow blanketed on it all, every single tree was pure white, from root to leaf. When the snow was added in, it all seemed to glow. Sunlight refracted off of the snow in blinding brightness. His eyes caught on something in the distance, a flash of what might have been red, flitting out from behind a tree. Before he could think twice, he was moving forward, only to be stopped once again by a firm grip on his upper arm.

“Are you sure about this, Agreste? Who knows what your dad would do if you never came back, and I for one do not want to find out.” Alya dropped her hand, crossing her arms in front of her. The glimpse of red slipped from his mind as Adrien hurried to wave off her concern.

“Oh, come on, Cesaire, we both know you’re a hell of a lot more curious than I am. I can’t believe some white trees are scaring you off right now.” He laughed, grinning when she glared in return, punching his arm. “I’ll be back in no time, and we’ll make a whole apple pie with all these ridiculous apples.” After giving her a confident wink, he turned around to face the woods again, hopping over the fence with ease. He turned around one last time, giving her a thumbs up before stepping into the tree line.

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#ladrien #ladrien au #ladrien fanfic #miraculous ladybug au #miraculous ladybug fantasy au #fantasy au #fairy tale au #ml fairy tale au #miraculous fairytales of ladybug and chat noir

[lesceriises]

—— carlota ninette

CHARACTER AVAILABLE?: YES PINTEREST AVAILABLE?: YES FULL BIO AVAILABLE: YES. the (unfinished) bio bellow is based on a fantasy setting. in a real life setting carlota’s mother didn’t disappear she died of childbirth complications. also if you have a muse you think would fit any of the characters mentioned in her bio and would like to write them... i'm game if you are. NOTES: if you have a muse you think would fit any of the characters mentioned in her bio and would like to write them... i'm game if you are.

IDENTITY

FULL NAME:  

AGE: verse dependent  

GENDER IDENTITY: female, she/her

SEXUAL IDENTITY: heterosexual

IDENTIFYING TRAITS:

sociable, bubbly, energetic, romantic, intuitive, impulsive, kind, compassionate, audacious, youthful, low-key very sad and depressed, curious, passionate, slightly ditzy, well meaning, romantic, at times speaks without thinking, used to be very gullible growing up, insecure, authentic, bad liar, self-deprecating (particularly as of late)

OCCUPATION: verse dependent

OTHER DEVELOPED VERSES: real life, asoiaf, harry potter [x], historical

APPEARANCE

HEIGHT: ‎5 feet 5 inches (1.70 m)

HAIR & EYE COLOR: brown & brown

SENSE OF STYLE:  enjoys looking stylish but values comfort above all else. doesn’t follow fashion trends but enjoys playing with styles. has worn pant suits, bowties, and ties to several events. she often opts for comfortable flats (even trainers when she was younger) when wearing long dresses that cover her feet. 

TATTOOS: 2 pretty much always covered. 1 dainty lavender tattoo under her left breast, 1 small conch shell on the inside of her left arm

FACE CLAIM: lily james, dakota johnson, camilla luddington, idk man

RELATIONSHIPS

PARENTS:

  terezia and henrique

SIBLINGS:

 OTHER NOTABLE FAMILY:

 manuel (paternal uncle)

RELATIONSHIP STATUS:  verse dependent 

CHILDREN: verse dependent. for the sake of practicality usually none.  there’s a verse where she has a step-child though.

BASIC BIO

when terezia was seven, she had a vision. they came and went in her family, but terezia only had a couple through her life. she saw herself saying goodbye to a man and knowing it was the last time. when the time came should she choose to stay, she knew she would be gone before her time.

( a life time later she will be sitting in the parlor a hot summer morning, looking at her husband waving him goodbye, and as the realization bubbles up to the surface of her brain she will want to stand and tell him to hold on for just a moment, narrow the space between them and hold him tight.

but that’s not how it’s supposed to happen so she won’t. she’ll do as she saw when she was a child, bringing her palm to her lips and blowing him a kiss before he walks down the lavish corridor out the grand door. and she will eat her breatfast, and she will play with her children, and she will put on her hat and go for a walk in the sand, and then she will enter the lighthouse and that will be the end of that.

for better or for worse, terezia has never been afraid of the unknown.)

// DARLING. DEAREST. DEAD.  //

most of them don't want her there. a beautiful, poised, and compassionate but quirky woman who is fascinated by the things that so often scare others. she'll casually speak of death while tending to her flowers, she'll wear black to the beach and ask "can i try?" when she sees locals working on their traditional crafts. her curiosity has always come first, her fears and judgement later. she knows they think he deserves someone better. but they picked each other, all the way back to when they were sixteen, and for them, that's enough. adversity and disapproval was but a pebble in their shoes.

(she knows he's the one when he talks about the old neglected building at the edge of his home overlooking the sea.)

to henrique there was never a doubt that, if she'd have him, he would spend the rest of his life alongside her. if others feared she wasn't good enough for him, henrique worried he would never be worthy enough of her, and that she would end up stuck in a life she deep down deemed too boring and formal.

even when they were only sixteen, terezia was quick to remind him that that's not only his choice.

( "sometimes i think i'm cursed", he confides in her one day, "i have plenty of luck for the both of us." she replies.)

they raise a close-knit family - a little too close-knit some would say, but there's a kind of paranoia in the back of their brain (they know not everyone cares for terezia, and henrique was nearly taken from his parents as a child and with his eldest and only brother being disowned a lot of resentment lingers in the air). they like it though, and their children like it too.

// I MUST BE A MERMAID. I HAVE NO FEAR OF DEPTHS AND A FEAR OF SHALLOW LIVING.   //

when ninette is born she already has four siblings to keep her company. she doesn't know how not to be a family person - how not to be surrounded by people. at times her parents' peculiar ways felt suffocating to her, and for a long time, ninette struggled to fully grasp why her parents always want to know where their children were and who they were with.

her innate almost childlike passion and curiosity for life as well as her casual lively demeanor have always been both a blessing and a curse and often landed into trouble. she’s well-meaning, always, but sometimes speaks without thinking or does things impulsively. she’s a little bit air-headed and selfish in this manner, and her emotions and feelings often control her more than she controls them.

still, she has three older brothers with very strong personalities so from a very early age she’s been trying to keep up with them and showing them that girls can do everything boys can. she’s never been rebellious or assertive by nature, although she likes to make bold choices and statements at times, but having a lot of brothers just forced those sides of her to develop.

ninettea can be an incredibly stubborn person.

- - - when ninette was 6, tereza gave birth to martim. it was an exciting occasion, and ninette was overjoyed about having a baby around.

the first time ninette felt true fear and hesitation in her life was when her mother asked her if she would like to hold her brother. he looked like a doll, but he wasn’t one, and she feared she would hurt him, drop him or bump his head against something. and first time ninette was truly able to grasp what the world responsibility means, was when she held her three day old brother in her arms.

alas, the joy of the occasion didn’t last.

tereza had already been ill while pregnant. sometimes she wondered if she would see something, but she had long ago gladly accepted that she didn't share her great-grandmother's gifts.

she choose to press on - with her pregnancy and her projects.

they aren't keen on her working, but she loves her job. the department of mysteries is a fascinating place and her curiosity binds her to the study of time and matter. while pregnant, terezia renovated the old lighthouse at the very edge of the property by the sea - were not for the rocks, it would be possible to jump from the first floor of the lighthouse to the sea as the drop wouldn’t be significant. terezia turned into her study: while it was an intellectual space, it was also always open to her children with large comfortable pillows scattered on the floor in every room. one of ninette’s most cherished memories of her mother is of sitting on the floor of the lighthouse watching her clean her work-space, melodiously singing away, windows open.

one hot summer afternoon terezia sent two of her children, ninette included, that had been playing in the lighthouse back to the main-house. the hours passed and when a servant went to check the lighthouse, the lights were on and a door was open, but terezia was nowhere to be found. her neck-scarf was found clinging to the rocks, wet with sea water.

terezia’s disappearance shocked the avis family to its core and sparked all sorts of rumours: that she had run away, that she has taken her own life, that she had been killed, that she was conducting illegal experiments… they were endless. when the ministry investigated, they took several of terezia’s notebooks (which they never returned) from the lighthouse. ninette was only 5 and her way of coping with her mother’s disappearance was to believe she was a mermaid who had returned home.

( the first time ninette experienced heartbreak wasn’t when she heard her mother had disappeared, or the day they gathered by the seafront and threw flowers and paper boats into the ocean in her homage. she cried, she hurt, but it all seemed so surreal it took a couple days for her brain to register what had happened. no, the the first time ninette experienced heartbreak was weeks after, when she fell down a tree and hurt her arm and rushed inside the lighthouse calling for her mother. she knew she would get scolded for climbing that tree but she didn’t care - she wanted her mother to comfort her. it took minutes to dawn on her that she could call all she wanted that she wasn’t going to get an answer back, now or ever again. that was the first time ninette ever felt her heart shatter inside her chest. )

one of ninette’s siblings believes their mother was taken by merfolk who were enchanted by her voice. another that their mother conducted an experiment which accidentally sent her either back of forward in time. ninette isn’t a child anymore and, objectively, she knows it’s silly and preposterous to actually believe that her mother was under some sort of spell which wore off and she was forced to return to her mermaid form. still, that’s how she chooses to see it.

every other alternative is too awful to consider.

- - - (she nearly drowned twice: once when she was 7 and another time when he was 16.

the second time was a dumb accident and she was intoxicated but first time - the first time was only two years after her mother’s disappearance. she didn’t even realise what was happening and came out of it swearing she had heard her mother’s voice and was simply chasing it.

both episodes left her with underlying mental scars that usually only surface in nightmares.

despite this ninette has never been fearful of the sea and gleefully runs towards it, diving in, always with her head underwater, feeling like she’s at home.)

- - - she's seventeen and sitting at the table suggesting they all work on renovating the lighthouse together over the summer, having it all beautiful by the day of their mother's disappearance as a kind of homage.

natalia's knife scratches against her place with a squeak. it's a warning but ninette presses on until natalia says she refuses to partake in such nonsense - if ninette wants to save the lighthouse she can and should, but, she says, snapping, suddenly and vicious "don't make it about mum." pedro is too busy to dwell on it too much, louis prefers not to remember, and martin seems to choose to honor his mother's memory by not being stuck in the past - but the others are unable to let go in their own ways, natalia going as far as securing a summer internship in the ministry not out of passion but out of an uneasy sense of lack of closure and obligation.

it's an uncanny quietness that falls in the dinner room, especially when all the siblings are present and all ninette can muster after a long pause of sinking her teeth in her bottom lip, with a sob sitting in the back of her throat and watery eyes, is a quiet "she was my mum too." 

- - - in her teens ninette felt very isolated and out of place. the brother she was closest to was always busy, she wasn’t close with her only sister, all her friends seemed to be getting boyfriends and girlfriends and preferring their company to hers, all her friends seemingly wanted to be grown-ups while ninette just wanted to enjoy her youth… and on top of it all she missed her mother dearly more than ever before. it was a complicated time for her and thus she ended up sacrificing a part of her personality by giving into peer pressure and hanging out with people who seemed to fit in (at least from her point of view) better than she did.

surrounded by people but all alone. that’s how she felt.

it didn’t help that her father sent her to boarding school.

she was never supposed to go to one but after the death of her mother her father thought it was for the best that she did. it’s a very controlled environment, she will come home every other weekend, she will be safe. it’ll be good for her. are words her father told himself often and which no one ever heard.

ninette was extremely upset and sad over this. while she loves meeting new people and visiting new places, she’s also very much a homebody and family-centered. being apart from her family and friends she had known all her life brought her great pain and frustration. at the time, she also couldn’t understand her father’s change of heart, and a part of her felt like she had done something deeply wrong.

her teenage years were somewhat tumultuous, especially because she wasn’t making the right kind of friends - the ones that are good for you. this lead her to have made several questionable life choices, tasteless jokes, and started a couple rumors. she also got in the habit of drinking too much and doing drugs (she never officially went to rehab but she was very close to and she honestly probably should have gone. nowadays she stays away from drugs and sticks to only one or two glasses of wine or champagne every other meal as she knows that if she doesn’t hold herself back it can become a problem).

all of this is, mostly, behind her thought. it took years but she realised she was fostering unhealthy friendships and habits and that the longer it took her to walk away the harder it would become to do so at all. so, one day, without any warning, in a dramatic but determined gesture, she simply cut them all out of her life.

- - - ( “what is it with you and your uncontrollable need to be liked?” one of her acquaintances from boarding school asked her once, and she was already a little drunk, so the words don’t hit her as hard as they normally would have. her shoulders simply rose and fell in a lazy shrug.

“i don’t know.” it had been an honest answer, she kept talking anyway, no filter between her thoughts and her mouth. “i guess i - well, i’ve never been the pretty one, or the smart one, or the brooding one, or the bold one, or the funny one… but i’ve always been good at meeting people so i guess… i guess very early on i just thought ‘maybe i can be the likable one’.” )

- - - her father died of heart disease when she was 21 and in england studying. tommy, her boyfriend, is there and his presence helps ease the pain.

it’s funny, all those years they spent in such proximity and yet they had never truly known each other until they were miles away from their families and on their own.

this is what having real friends - real love in your life feels like, she remembers thinking when tommy has his arm around her shoulders and her best friend cosima holds her hand.

- - - ( there’s something special about all of the fancy formal and informal highly decorated parties and events taking place towards the end of the year.

there was a time in her teenage years when she had stopped feeling this way ( at that point in her life being surrounded by people only made her feel more alone ), but she was glad that wave of depressing isolating disenchantment seemed to have passed and be well behind her. not even know did she feel tempted to circle back to it; while the last handful of years had had their downside moments, they been good to her, sometimes better than she felt deserving of.

it was nice to be able to catch up with those she didn’t get to see as often, even if only in a superficial manner, and comforting to realise that time and distance don’t matter when it comes to some friendships.

it was perhaps a little sad or even pathetic to admit it, even if only to herself and nobody else, but she had needed this - was thankful for it. all the mingling and socialising and re-connecting and helping out and offering support to others when needed ( because in these events, after glasses of moët & chandon, feelings often get the best of people ), it was all helping keeping her busy and distracted.

at the very least, she could thank tommy’s parents ( whom, truly, she was still fond of ) for that. the holidays themselves were going to be painful, she had been bracing herself as best as she could for it, but until then she didn’t have much time to sit around dwelling on how her life had so suddenly been thrown upside down for there were too many events and parties to attend to or help plan. not that the heartache she woke up with, carried with her all day, and said goodnight to every night ever let her forget it, anyway.

these days, she had been trying to think of the pain that made it seem like one of her limbs was missing as a friend - as a reminder that it only hurt was much as it did because it was had been something good and real.

( and my god, she misses it every day and it hurts so overwhelmingly much everywhere all the time - even when she happens to laugh the underlying pain is still present. and not having a best friend there with her any longer makes it all a thousand times more difficult to bear. )

they have known each other all their lives and were together for three years. they grew so much together, shared so much - they had hopes and dreams and they were going to get married and… then it was over, just like that. all it took was a dinner with his parents to tell him they had found someone perfect for him.

ninette knows that there is always someone better than her, but it hurt anyway.

maybe it’s weird, but she has never wished she could blame him or get angry at him for not standing up to his parents - for doing exactly what they ask of him. she has always known him as such and never expected him to change.

she doesn’t believe that she’ll ever not want to share things with him ( even the smallest most mundane things at times ), but she hoped that one day thinking of the pain as something good would help make everything easier. that it would help her no longer feel like something had struck her in the chest leaving her forgetting for to breathe for a second when she remembered she no longer could just call or text or want to see him.

because she still did.

and it was such an excruciating journey to go through time and time again; the innate knee-jerk reaction to want to tell him about something or simply ask him about his day, only for a second later to dawn on her that she couldn’t, or rather, shouldn’t. she still spoke to him when they happened to be thrown under the same roof, all quick and polite conversation, desperately attempting to maintain some sort of normalcy, as if it was possible to act the same way she did before they had been together.

but was easier for both of them to keep a distance, ninette had easily and gladly respected that. it didn’t feel like it, not in the least, but it was.

he wasn’t here tonight however ( and she suspected cosima wasn’t either ) but was going to have to face him again eventually and in a bittersweet way she didn’t mind it - seeing him would hurt, but she also missed being in his presence.

she could swear that even in the noisiest of rooms, the quietest voice could mention his name that her ears would somehow be able to hear it, and she always stops everything she’s doing and thinking about to try to listen. even when she’s speaking to other people her attention always wonders to whatever voices are speaking his name - she can’t ever keep herself from paying attention to what’s being said about him.

maybe she should, but he’s still a dear friend ( he’ll always be a dear friend, he’ll always have a part of her heart ), even if they haven’t talked in a while.

nothing could prepare her to hear cosima’s name in the same sentence as tommy’s though.

“i swear. cosima. ”

it hits her like a mallet to the temple and suddenly it’s as though the air had been sucked out of the room, leaving her feeling slightly dizzy.

all at once she feels the pain of cosima’s sudden and inexplicable ghosting, the pain of when tomás told her they had to end things —- and now the pain of hearing the two of them are together.

it’s heartbreak all over again only this time times three, and ninette stands very still, not even daring to open her mouth, afraid that if she makes the slightest of movements she’ll disintegrate into a million pieces. 

it’s an awful thing and she hates herself for it, but doubt and insecurity immediately begin to cloud her mind like they hadn’t in years, and she can’t help but wonder if cosima and tommy had been together before…

no. she admonishes herself.

tomás wouldn’t have done that to her, he would never cheat on her or lie to her, and, despite all that happened ( and which she’s still struggling to wrap her head around ), she wants to believe cosima wouldn’t have either.

“wait, don’t you know her car?” all eyes turn to her and the world begins moving at a regular pace again.

ninette reminds herself to breathe. slowly.

she was like a sister to me, she thinks.

“we were friends.” she replies.

“why would you have befriended her?” “she befriends everyone. but it’s a gift car, i don’t have it.” 

the voices and their playful bickering become background noise but the grin was still gracing her lips - or rather, now plastered on her lips, but the people around her didn’t seem to notice the slight change.

a part of her was thankful for it.

another wanted to fall on the floor with her flowy elie saab dress pooling around her like a kind of protective shield, uncontrollably sobbing her heart out and to hell with whoever saw it and what they thought.

she can feel her chest collapsing in on itself.

breathe, she reminds herself again. she had learned many things during her three years ( which felt more like a whole lifetime ) with tommy and how to breathe when the world seems to be falling apart had been one of them.

breathe.

“i should go check on my sister.”

it’ll be fine. it’ll be fine. it’ll be fine. it’ll be fine. it’ll be fine. she repeats the worlds time and time again inside her brain as she walks away, her hands tightly holding the flute of champagne close to her chest. not tonight, she concedes, but it’ll be fine it’ll be fine it’ll be fine .)

- - -

marcus left her with a dismissive hand-wave ( these things always seem to happen in public with her, like a cruel cosmic joke designed to humiliate her ). he had said it was for the best. she hated that she hadn’t seen it comes and she hated the desperation in her tone when he began to walk away from her. there’s a part of her that still thinks if they were alone she would have thrown herself onto the floor at his feet ( maybe if she had cried hard enough, begged hard enough he would have stayed ). she had felt safe enough to believe that they had each other and that was that. why would you leave the person you’re with to let politics decide which stranger to marry in the future? she felt pathetic that she believed that, and she could feel herself slipping again.

everybody leaves. always.

she ended up resorting to finding comfort in bad old habits and companies. at least those are the ones who seem to be always there, ever constant, and they welcome her back without judgement.

her eldest brother grew increasingly worried and one day the two had a quarrel in the palace’s foyer after ninette showed up to dinner so merrily out of it she could barely stand. at one point he tried to reach for her but she pushed him away - once, twice, trice, and on the forth time he lost his balance and fell down the long imposing staircase.

she was so inebriated that it took her brain moment to register what had happened but once it dawned on her she was immediately struck by a wave of frantic panic and promptly made her way down the staircase ( nearly tripping on her own feet and tumbling down multiple times ). her brother was still conscious when she reached him, falling on her knees by his side, already crying and apologizing. the last thing he told her was to leave so no one would blame her for what had happened.

#i love her sm :(

[gale-gentlepenguin]

Miraculous Ladybug Fusions

(Probably has been done before, but here is my take. Fusions consist of two characters)

Adrienette:

Status: Stable

Characteristics: Sweet, helpful, clumsy, Literally made of everything pure.

Alyanette: 

Status: Stable

Characteristics: Confident, curious, stylish, You wish you were her or with her.

Ninette:

Status: stable

Characteristics: Understanding, Loves music, creative, somehow really adorable

Chlonette: 

Status: Unstable

Characteristics: Jealous, sneaky, stubborn, insecure

Adrinino:

Status: Stable

Characteristics: Chill, likes to have fun, awkward flirt, Down with good music

Alyadrien:

Status: Stable

Characteristics: Confident, Cool, attractive as hell, curious

Chlodrien:

Status: Unstable

Characteristics: Jealous, bittersweet, parent issues, mean hot, 

Alyanino:

Status: Stable

Characteristics: Calm, best wing person, super observant, balanced.

Chloalya:

Status: Unstable

Characteristics: Brash, stubborn, high strung, very good at insulting you

Chlonino:

Status: Stable?

Characteristics: Lazy, rather not do anything if given option, random choice in music

#ml #ml fusions #miraculous ladybug #miraculous fusions #just leaving this here #based on character fusions #might do more

[shctteredillusions]

Anonymous asked: Do any of your muses have a "type" and which ones? (You have a lot of muses so I'm not going to ask that you go over what their type is)

Calling all curious anons (doesn’t have to actually be anon)

I have quite a few muses who do, though this will be excluding the ones that are considered taken. If they are single and aren’t on this list they either just don’t have a specific type or not one that I’ve figured out yet.

Wolves: Audrey, Damian, Lorenzo, Elias, Penelope, Fidel, Vivianna, Stelios, and Shohei

Vampires: Mayori, Haru, Kensei, Ayame, Kanako, Raiden, Norihito, Kimi, and Suzume

Humans: Jethro, Esther, Delilah, Lieve, and Ninette

Atlantians: Adelaide, Maximus, Cassity, Esmeray, Icarus, Zale, and Sterling

Heaven and Hell: Athena, Draco, Ronin, Empusa, Lynos, Leo, and Ryujin

Other Muses: Kurohime, and Salana

#☪ ᵃᵘᵈʳᵉʸ ; ᵖᵉʳˢᵒᶰᵃˡ ᶠᶤˡᵉˢ ( ᵗʰᵉ ᵃᶠᶠᵉᶜᵗᶤᵒᶰᵃᵗᵉ ᵖᵘᵖ ) #☪ ᵈᵃᵐᶤᵃᶰ ; ᵖᵉʳˢᵒᶰᵃˡ ᶠᶤˡᵉˢ ( ᵗʰᵉ ʸᵒᵘᶰᵍᵉˢᵗ ᵃˡᵖʰᵃ ) #lorenzo ; personal files ( the seductive prince charming ) #☪ ᵉˡᶤᵃˢ ; ᵖᵉʳˢᵒᶰᵃˡ ᶠᶤˡᵉˢ ( ᵗʰᵉ ᵖʳᵒᵗᵉᶜᵗᶤᵛᵉ ʷᵒˡᶠ ) #☪ ᵖᵉᶰᵉˡᵒᵖᵉ ; ᵖᵉʳˢᵒᶰᵃˡ ᶠᶤˡᵉˢ ( ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵒᵐᵖᵉᵗᶤᵗᶤᵛᵉ ʰᵃˡᶠᵇʳᵉᵉᵈ ) #☪ ᶠᶤᵈᵉˡ ; ᵖᵉʳˢᵒᶰᵃˡ ᶠᶤˡᵉˢ ( ᵗʰᵉ ᶜʰᵃʳᵐᶤᶰᵍ ʷᵒˡᶠ ) #☪ ᵛᶤᵛᶤᵃᶰᶰᵃ ; ᵖᵉʳˢᵒᶰᵃˡ ᶠᶤˡᵉˢ ( ᵗʰᵉ ᵒᵘᵗˢᵖᵒᵏᵉᶰ ˢᶤˢᵗᵉʳ ) #☪ ˢᵗᵉˡᶤᵒˢ ; ᵖᵉʳˢᵒᶰᵃˡ ᶠᶤˡᵉˢ ( ᵗʰᵉ ᵗʰᶤʳᵈ ʷᵒˡᶠ ) #☪ ˢʰᵒʰᵉᶤ ; ᵖᵉʳˢᵒᶰᵃˡ ᶠᶤˡᵉˢ ( ᵗʰᵉ ᵉᶰᶤᵍᵐᵃᵗᶤᶜ ᵏᶤᶰᵍ ) #mayor ; personal files ( the undercover pureblood ) #✧ ʰᵃʳᵘ ; ᵖᵉʳˢᵒᶰᵃˡ ᶠᶤˡᵉˢ ( ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵘᵍᵃʳʸ ʲᵉˢᵗᵉʳ ) #✧ ᵏᵉᶰˢᵉᶤ ; ᵖᵉʳˢᵒᶰᵃˡ ᶠᶤˡᵉˢ ( ᵗʰᵉ ᶰᵒᵇˡᵉ ʷᵃʳʳᶤᵒʳ ) #✧ ᵃʸᵃᵐᵉ ; ᵖᵉʳˢᵒᶰᵃˡ ᶠᶤˡᵉˢ ( ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵉᵃᵗʰ ʳᵒʷ ᵇʳᶤᵈᵉ ) #✧ ᵏᵃᶰᵃᵏᵒ ; ᵖᵉʳˢᵒᶰᵃˡ ᶠᶤˡᵉˢ ( ᵗʰᵉ ᶤᶰᶠᶤˡᵗʳᵃᵗᵒʳ ) #✧ ʳᵃᶤᵈᵉᶰ ; ᵖᵉʳˢᵒᶰᵃˡ ᶠᶤˡᵉˢ ( ᵗʰᵉ ˡᵒʸᵃˡ ᵇʳᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ) #✧ ᶰᵒʳᶤʰᶤᵗᵒ ; ᵖᵉʳˢᵒᶰᵃˡ ᶠᶤˡᵉˢ ( ᵗʰᵉ ᶜʰᵃʳᵐᶤᶰᵍ ʰᵉᶤʳ ) #( kimi ; personal files ) #( suzume ; personal files ) #❈ ʲᵉᵗʰʳᵒ ; ᵖᵉʳˢᵒᶰᵃˡ ᶠᶤˡᵉˢ ( ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵉᵇᵗ ᶜᵒˡˡᵉᶜᵗᵒʳ ) #☫ ᵉˢᵗʰᵉʳ ; ᵖᵉʳˢᵒᶰᵃˡ ᶠᶤˡᵉˢ ( ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵉᵇᵉˡˡᶤᵒᵘˢ ʷᶤᵗᶜʰ ) #( delilah ; personal files ) #( lieve ; personal files ) #( ninette ; personal files ) #( adelaide ; personal files ) #( maximus ; personal files ) #( cassity ; personal files ) #( esmeray ; personal files ) #( icarus ; personal files ) #( zale ; personal files ) #( sterling ; personal files )

[seasonofthegeek]

Do you still plan to finish your story from Ninette week? (No pressure, just curious!) It was super precious and full of feels 🐢🐞😘

Hahahahaha, Nonny, your timing is perfect. I’m actually working on the new chapter now. I don’t know when it will be finished but it’s in progress. I’m glad you enjoy the story!

#season answers #not only you #Anonymous

[storiestoldby-edithesquirrel]

M.P.L.T.S. chapter two

Meanwhile Dina Brown and Christine Betraya were following Orpheus Papps and they  were already catching up with him.

Here goes nothing...,Dina whispered while touching his shoulder stopping him from walking further into the woods.

《Well,hello..!?》 Orpheus turned to face her curious.《Do I know you,miss!?Ahh ,yes you're the new kid in school. George's new addition to his collection of pretty dolls,huh?! And let me guess, you are another one who's lovey- dovey with him, fooling herself that he takes this relationship seriously.》he checked her up head to toes raising his eyebrow in a kinda disrespectful way.. 《 Are you lost,pretty doll of his???》

Dina sighed annoyed. She just wanted to help him while he reciprocated the good intentions with mockery !? But what did she expect  from Ninette Deliciousa's boyfriend? Maybe that's why George Dabest, her friend, warned her to stay away from this guy.

But she wouldn't let an ungrateful bum like him ruin the whole trip for everyone else. 《Hello sir, I'm Dina Brown, a forest ranger for dummies and now that any formalities and greetings are over, can  you tell me...WHY YOU ARE IN THE  FOREST?》 she scolded him for good. Orpheus half-closed his eyes and gave her a strange look. 《Why do you care ...we do not even know each other that well.》.

《Wait a minute I  save your ..- the thing is, sir t-that you ruining the whole trip for anyone else and if I were in your shoes I would turn around and return   to the bus asap, I would let you know also that all this nonsense about my George are all a bunch of lies. The only one who is a fool is you to Ninette whom you may believe to be loyal and stuff but she flirts with anyone who passes by within two meters.》

《Flirts..?! Nins would never do something like that to me..?!Never.》

《How could you..you are not always stuck with her.》

Orpheus facepalmed to her answer sign that he got fed up with this conversation. 《Of course,she is my girlfriend.》

But Dina didn't want to give up so easily. 《 Then dude ..-》 but before she manages to fight again, Christine Betraya who waited  so long for them patiently to finish their argument ,got bettween them. 《Relax,guys,you can argue in the bus ,can we go now?》Luckily there was a positive response from both of them. Walking back, however, they quickly realized that they were lost. 《No, we will find them.》 Christine reassured them as they progressed 《It can't be, they will, sooner or later, realize that we are lost and they will come to look for us.In the worst case we have lost, that is.》

《Are you sure?》Dina asked with her hands inside the pockets of her jeans trousers, kicking small stones that were in her way.

《Definitely.》 Christine's answer brought security to her two partners. After all, Christine was not, in lies, the genius of the whole school since she took the first place in every student competition with ease. So Dina continued her occupation, even counting the trunks of the trees around her until something caught her attention. It was a wooden box, carved, decorated with a hill with willows, fawns, birds and butterflies. It was closed and there was a diamond-shaped dent in the clasp.Dina discreetly approached it and grabbed it. Here I will hide the expensive watch and the perfume I bought for George as a gift for the second anniversary of our relationship, she thought and hid it in the cardigan she was carrying with her which she took precautionarily from her house in the morning before leaving the house.He likes boxes so he will like this too, with this thought she turned to her friends who had already moved far enough away. 《Do not move away.》Christine scolded her gently. . 《Let's not lose anyone else.》Somehow they reached a glade.

《We went through this glade five more times.》 Ninette screamed complainingly. 《George you are to blame for everything.》 For real, they went through this way two or three times but they found neither Orpheus nor anything, the worst thing was that they no longer even knew where they were themselves. They were lost.《Calm down, girl, it's not the end of the world !!》 George and Mario shouted at her together, even though they seemed ready to panic as well.

《Did you hear that?》Mario asked suddenly.《 Sounds like Orpheus. 》Ninette got excited. 《Dunno,sounds like Dina to me.》George got excited too. 《But what if it's nothing but illusions ?!》 he scratched the tip of his head. He turned towards his best friend and asked him.《Bud, did you heard Ann Marie at all?》Everyone knew that Mario had a fat crush on his step sister way before his father get married with her mother. Even Ann Marie knew it, although she did not seem to feel the same way about him, she did not tell him to do all the nods.She also had a relationship with someone else and liked to flirt with every male mutual they had including his best friend George, but Mario was

very blind from love to notice it.

Now after hearing this comment Mario Kart gave George a death glare holding tight the part of his body whete thr heart was placed blushing hard.《I heard both Dina and Orpheus too but doesn't it bother you the fact that we didn't even heard a sound of them all the previous time we were passing through this place?》he replied after a while with a serious voice. Ninette Deliciousa sighed annoyed. 《The main bother I have right now is the fact that they are all alone there and I don't even know what exactly are they doing...whoever was the way that stupid chit got lost is non of my business but if she dares to touch my man with her little  baby hands ...-》 the girl's script angered George. 《 Hey, be careful how you talk about my girlfriend though !!》

《If you ask my opinion, it seems to me that they are arguing.》 Mario remarked almost indifferently raising the index finger of his hand. 《Your opinion does not count, rock boy and now as your queen and superior to you in everything I order you to go and see what the hell is going on there otherwise I will go I will bury them alive and then I will burn your guitar.》Ninette grinned angrily.

Mario looked pleadingly at George asking for his help in closing the buzzard's mouth but George simply shrugged as a sign that he could do absolutely nothing. Mario sighed in complaint, wiped his round glasses that had been blurred and with no intention entered the glade to come face to face with an unknown girl his age. She was not the girlfriend of his best friend, Dina Brown, and certainly not the mindless athlete, Orpheus Papps. She was another of his classmates who until now passed her since he did not deal much with any of those around him anyway. A classmate of his whom, if he did not know that he was in love with Ann Marie with the proof of the green striped scarf that she had given him when they first met which he always wore, he would have surely fallen in love with at first sight.

The unknown girl had something ethereal. Something mythical and beautiful. Like a fairy, for example.

《Are you all right, young man? Did you get lost too? she asked in her fairy voice. 《Are you a fairy ??》he asked her puzzled but then he regretted it because he realized a little late that he was probably talking nonsense.

《I do not think that science has ever documented the existence of fairies in this world unless you have been greatly influenced by cartoons and comics. 》 Said the girl as she straightened her glasses. In fact, they both wore myopia glasses, they had something in common, and maybe their future children  would  also wear  glasses and become geniuses with a hidden music talent. Mario Kart rolled his eyes, blushing at this thought. Here he did not even know the girl very well and he was already organizing their wedding day, what was wrong with him ?! Where did we find this jujube, Christine wondered, trying to figure out where the boy had just sprouted from. As if reading her mind, Mario began to chant nervously. 《 I heard voices and came to see if everything is fine and who is here. I'm really lost, madam, and I can assume the same for you, beautiful fairy.》

Christine Betraya felt cold sweat. Although she would describe him as a buffet, she slowly recognized her classmate Mario Kart, that rocker of the class who is indifferent to everything and his only interest is music, and for some strange reason she did not want to look like a fool in front of him. 《Probably ... maybe ... I'm a fairy. My secret duty is to protect that girl who went missing pretending to be the good Samaritan, rescuing that bagasse over there, albeit by force.》 she showed the two children still fighting.

Almost immediately, Mario recognized Orpheus Papps and Dina Brown. They were there together but they were arguing which meant that everyone was right.

《Why didn't you use your magic tricks to help them since you are a fairy?》he asked her slyly.

He wanted to talk to her more until the earth stopped spinning. Christine shrugged. 《Obviously I did not think about it and then I am not allowed to reveal my secret identity to humans especially through my magic.》

《Yes, but you revealed it to me though.》

《 You found it yourself, you do not count.》

They sat and stared into each other's eyes, blushing awkwardly for hours until a voice interrupted them. 《Will we wait too long? 》 It was authoritarian and sour exactly like Ninette Deliciousa. Christine Betraya growled angrily. In front of her stood her eternal nemesis the one who made her life a nightmare in almost the whole high school with all kinds of bullying. While from a young age, they were inseparable. And that, paradoxically, Christine had helped Ninette to meet and have an affair with Orpheus, something she particularly  regretted in the future, knowing that idiot Orpheus was the reason they separated as friends and Ninette, sweetly imagined, became sour and proud, forgetting her and leaving her completely alone.  Mario Kart felt the tension of the girl and returned to Ninette. 《Everything  is fine,here. They found him entering the forest and offered to help him. 》 He hid his feelings for Christine. No one should have known about them especially the Ninette idiot who was able to dissolve them very simply with a tap of her well-manicured fingers.

《Oh baby you are here, all is well. Nin Ninette did not pay any more attention to them, she went to her boyfriend who had stopped arguing with Dina and the two of them were now watching in amazement as their company multiplied. 《I hope these peasants did not do anything to you but if they did, come here!》

Ninette wrapped her arms around Orpheus and kissed him as he happily returned the kiss. Dina bowed her head shyly to the ground as she felt a painful sting in her stomach until she felt George's hand hugging her tightly by the shoulders bringing her close to him while the smell of the house made her forget. He gave her a tender kiss on the forehead. She closed her eyes when he asked her in a whispered voice.

She felt a metallic caress around her neck before opening her eyes. 《It's my gift for our second anniversary.》 she heard him whisper to her again before giving a small kiss on  her lips. Dina smiled. She knew that what Orpheus Papps had said earlier was nonsense. George would not make fun of her by going out with other girls or anything implied by a silly athlete like Orpheus Papps.

《And now I can find out what was going on here,》 Ninette grumbled, perched on her boy's chest. 《 Obviously we saw your stupid boy entering the forest and we did not find it right to let him get lost in the forest.》 Christine explained ironically. 《And who told you that my boy wants help from low-spirited nerds like you, Christine ..?!》Ninette left Orpheus and approached Christine with her hands on her slender elegant hips. The girls glared at each other with a hostile look .

《You know it was not my idea to save him. Personally, tough,it's his own problem!!》

《Like your style?》Ninette hissed looking disgusted.

《Like your attitude,you villainous jerk!》the two girls were ready to throw lazer with their eyes to each other or even start a fistfight until George Dabest got between them and stopped them. 《Girls,girls,calm down,we are not going anywhere by fighting. Even though I  kinda understand you ,even I don't get along with every one. Especially some dumb useless brats who think so highly of themselves,am I right , prinsess? 》he turned to Orpheus. 《Call me like that one more time and I swear I will-》

This time Dina Brown prevented from any upcoming fight. 《You're to blame for this whole mess, Papps ,but fighting won't get us any solutions right now so how about findind our way back to the bus  more peacefully?!What do you guys say?!》

George hugged her tenderly 《You're right,baby girl. But I am afraid we are pretty lost.》

After another attempt to get out of here, the small company found themselves inside the same glade they were before. They decided to take a small break.《From so much walking I can not feel my legs.》 Exclaimed Dina while at the same time playing with a flower carefully so as not to spoil it. 《What do you tell us, the star of athletics and swimming trembles a little innocent walking .. ;;》 George teased George who was sitting next to her and caressed her hair affectionately.

《You are also a basketball star with Orpheus but you look just as tired as I do;》 she teased him back with a playful tone in her voice.

Everyone laughed and Mario, who found Christine's company more interesting, turned to his friend. 《She buried you, big one, admit it.》

《Seriously guys,I suggest we find a shelter for the night since we can't get out of here and it's getting dark soon.》pointed both Christine and Ninette. They looked at each other surprisingly   but then they turned their gaze away from each other as if they would get some nasty disease if they kept looking at each other.

Luckily, no one paid attention to the details, so no one saw Ninette hiding a blush.

《Guys what exactly is this?》Christine's voice trembling in fear made everyone turn and look where she was pointing at. Behind tufted bushes and foliage half-hidden and hypnotized in the inertia of space-time there was a wooden house seemingly closed and abandoned with the only testimony that someone lived there to be the chimney smoke.

《Are you saying that some aching grandmother lives here, willing to help six poor high school children ?! 》

George wondered when the company approached the house.

《Woe to us if this grandmother is nothing but a vicious element transformed into a grandmother because then we will want real help.》Dina commented. 《But what other sollution do we have?》

《I will enter anyway, I am not going to sit here at the mercy of the night and the cold. 》 Christine took a few steps towards the house. 《I will follow you》 Mario was quickly by her side. 《And if necessary I will hold you hand.》

Christine laughed softly. For the first time in her life she found this idea wonderful and at that very moment she wished she could be alone with him. Their hands were almost joined. 《I WILL FOLLOW YOU THEN !》Ninette flew in front of them, standing between them, dissolving the atmosphere. The young couple hid their annoyance.

《From here, my baby.》 George helped Dina and Orpheus followed them speechless and thoughtful.

They easily opened the door which was open as if someone was waiting for them.

The house inside was bigger than it looked from the outside. A small corridor led to stairs that ended on the upper floor, next to a door that led to a huge room. Downstairs one end was covered with the kitchen while the other was decorated with a stone carved fireplace, empty of trinkets and picture frames, an old-fashioned sofa and a modern glass table on the strange glass bottles with liquids of any color and papers from scientific experiments. As if some scientific research was being done here as in the movies.

《Does this place reminds a  horror movie to anyone else?》Ninette asked and everyone agreed confused. 《What are we doing now boss?》 Mario asked George.

George thought about it.  Nothing we will stay here until ...-》 the way he stopped talking when he glanced at the inner balcony on the ceiling of the room made everyone scream. but George felt puzzled rather than terrified. He had just seen there ...- but it was probably an illusion in a dream he saw awake, it was not possible .. !!《Forgive me what I was saying was that I have a plan. So listen to me.》

In the evening they fell asleep using their jackets for blankets. The only one who did not sleep was George. This place shook the young man in every way but he did not want to show it to his friends so as not to upset them further unnecessarily.

A loud bang that was suddenly heard from upstairs made him come out of his thoughts. For some strange reason no one but him had heard of it. A strange embarrassment enveloped him which did not even allow him to move a muscle.He wanted to go and check what was going on as a good leader that he wanted to be but something did not allow him to do so. Finally he decided it. His every step up on the old stairs that creaked, made him feel that someone was watching him.When he reached the top floor he saw that there were two doors, an outdated bathroom with an open door, something that reminded him that his twin sister had this habit before she disappeared, and a closed one. George approached the closed door and touched the handle with trembling hands.But what was he going to do ?! If what he was showing was beyond his powers ?! But what was he saying? He was a Dabest and everyone was leaning on him right now. He would definitely find a way. But before he could think it over, the door opened and a figure appeared. At the sight of it, George turned pale with what he saw.

#my story #mplts

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Rogercop Rewatch

Tom so big and Sabine so smol; ugh, I need more of them. How did they meet? How long have they been together? I remember something about 20 years witht hem, was it married 20 years? Or together 20 years? I need more, please. 

Smol Ninette. Though, I still can’t believe that was supposed to build up Nino’s crush on Marinette. Its still pretty out of nowhere?? 

Tom mentions an Eiffel Tower cake, there was one in Timebreaker, so Rogercop post Timebreaker? 

Gabriel, too busy being alone, angsting in his lair to be there for his son. Grade A parenting right there. So, can we petition Gorilla in adopting Adrien? Or Nathalie? Yeah, she’s a villain atm but she seems to care far more than Gabriel. 

When will this show give me Adrien-Plagg bonding? When will there be a change in their relationship? Something to show their bond and just... really nothing so far in the show itself. 

Here Plagg asks if he’s ok and Adrien shuts him out. Mindful, Rogercop I feel is early on, and Adrien is understandably upset; but this set up just keeps going with Adrien shutting Plagg out or dismissing him. Copycat about Adrien’s jealousy, Glaciator LB’s answer, Volpina about Adrien’s plan. 

With them keeping this going, with Adrien usually fed up with Plagg, Plagg largely just focused on cheese; it doesn’t feel like they click, that there’s no bond between them. They don’t really talk, ne doesn’t listen to the other, and they just kinda feel like... coworkers that were grouped together. 

Give me some kind of change with them. Something that shows their relationship is improving or growing, like... Adrien being curious about the cat miraculous. We’re due to see more of that anyway. Just something to show their bond is growing at least cause for now, it makes me wonder if they were truly a good pick. 

#miraculous ladybug #ml rewatch #Rogercop #sorry for the rant at the end #I'm getting a bit peeved with this continued set up #getting peeved with quite a bit