#Rinette

[itsmalachitenow]

this is what happens when you put three dudes and one grade-a cutie in the same room

#I DESERVE IT #mad mod #mad hatter #music meister #neil richards #jervis tetch #clarence rinette #self ship #self shipping #f/o #my art

[sweetlikehoneystingslikeabee]

Ooh ok. I'm glad I could be your first MM ask! How would the Meister be with a partner who's on the shier side when it comes to romance? But very physically and verbally affectionate in private? How would he handle them being a little more reluctant or uncomfortable with grand, sweeping gestures in public?

"Private Performances" Music Meister x Reader

Oooooo yes yes! I can't tell, is Music Meister a popular character for writing? I feel like he's a bit like Killer Croc- not the most popular but his fans are very into him. Also ya'll like an s/o/reader that's shy, huh?

TW: implications of mind/body control via mm's powers

Be prepared for every room you walk into, he's the light and the star of the show. Because of shyness, maybe that's a good thing! He'll take away a bit of it from you. And yet you're still on the edge of the stage light... So you still might get attention that's overwhelming. Just ask if you need a breather and he'll make sure it's quiet for you.

He will go for PDA because he loves cheesy romantic gestures, but he'll do his best to pull it back in for you if that's too much. Holding your hand or a small kiss on the cheek. Mostly he just wants to be near you and have that confirmation that you aren't like. Embarrassed to be seen with him. That's a genuine fear! He was that nerd in high school who got asked out as a joke! Well. Until he started to sing, but that was a darker chapter in the whole thing-

The point is, you make sure he knows you're into him in public even in a small way, he's happy. In private... Oh, the way he falls ever deeper under your spell. You could ask him for almost anything when you give him all that affection at the end of a hard day. In some ways, he likes how special it is that you "save" this for him, like a private performance.

He might teasingly use his powers to steal a kiss if he's feeling some kind of way. Either a little jealous or needing a pick-me-up. He won't do it in public or anything untoward/unseemly. No, he learned his lesson on trying to force affections with his powers. Yet if you're into that... well, he could make it work.

As for not liking sweeping huge gestures- To clarify, this is not a problem as in a deal-breaker. It is a problem in the sense that being a showboat is written into his DNA. He will try to remember. He will do his best. Clarence is also just flighty enough that he'll forget, do a grand thing as a surprise and then remember with abject horror that you don't like that. He's like. Popping balloons and telling dancers to get lost in an almost comical manner because OH BLAST IT, he forgot AGAIN- PLEASE FORGIVE HIM.

He'll write songs for you, playing on a keyboard in your living room. Casual clothing, his glasses off, his eyes looking at you in that goofy lovestruck way... I headcanon my version of Clarence Rinette has synesthesia, seeing blots of colors in his mind depending upon the sound. He coordinates these songs for you in coordination to pastels. Soft colors that remind him of those feelings for you. Verses of devotion, vulnerable and at your hands.

#music meister #music meister x reader #clarence rinette #foxwriting

[miraculosus]

I say ladynoir and ladrien and even adrinette most of the time like in english but marichat like in french (because you will not catch “maryshat” leaving my lips) but bizarrely I say mariblanc with a flapped r like it’s Spanish ??mister-noire, misternette (??) - English , adrinoire- french .. I’ll write chat noir with the h but I’ll read it aloud as cat noir generally, regardless. Adrien agreste can be said in English as can Marinette but Marinette Dupain-Cheng cannot.

Wait, How do anglophone fans pronounce the fanon nickname “Mari” anyway? Like Mary? Or to rhyme with Ferrari ? This is how husband is called in French so it never quite felt right to me. Fics have everyone calling her that. Or Nette or Nettie which don’t seem right to me either French-wise but I’m not French and from what I gather diminutives for names can be a bit of a crapshoot

#I decided to only get more annoying every day on this webbed site. #anyways I like thinking about adrien calling her rinette so when he says ma rinette it’s like a possessive #he would be allowed to call her Husband though. as a treat

[krembearry]

being afflicted by emotions about my ocs

#hey g its me #art and gif are from mortemcatabasis #if anyone fucking speaks to me about #either radish or rinette #ill fucking lose my mind #flashing tw

[bigfatbreak]

I just wanna say 2 things, 1. hii, i love the feralnette AU, one of the best AUs i have seen, easily one of my favorites, fantastic work. n 2. im also a fan of your deity AU (the one with bug-rinette n cat-drien) r u going to do more with it in the future? i would love to see more, the fandom needs more bug-creature Marinette : D

I plan on it, when I have more energy! its super fun to draw

#my art #deity au #buginette #my love...

[raccoon-lair]

Meet (again) Katherine Lilith Abeto Vindicta

born January 13, 1875 in Wales

was distinguished by an ambitious and domineering character, with the advent of the ability to “ancient magic” she became tougher towards her enemies, feeling a power that had long been forgotten........

She was the daughter of Kieran Ethan Abeto Vindicta and Rinette Erra Greengrass Vindicta (yes, they are related, but distant, they are fifth cousins, so yes)

Slytherin by blood

#hphl oc #hphl mc #hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy mc #hogwarts legacy oc #hphl Katherine Abeto #hogwarts legacy Katherine Abeto #mc

[444names]

portuguese and french female forenames BUT excluding "a"

Belie Belienrie Belise Bellenne Berie Berile Bernés Bertippie Bete Bette Betteire Bilhe Bine Bluciel Blucine Bluisette Blur Brene Brie Briettene Bris Celie Chele Chelle Chrie Chrineule Chrise Chriterce Chèle Cili Cine Cinestile Clene Clermene Clette Clodione Clope Clorette Clorée Clothe Cloïs Clárce Cláriseve Cláudine Clénice Cléonie Cole Colene Colenne Colie Colionne Colène Concene Coniele Conine Conne Connevel Conoemy Corde Corenée Corgie Corgon Corine Corné Corée Cose Coseme Cosimele Crie Crinne Crisèle Crèce Cécie Cécine Célie Célomene Deirès Deiz Delle Dette Dielie Dome Donne Dordeilie Dore Dorgine Dorique Dorose Dorée Dovirei Dulces Dulisèle Déborene Déborre Déline Dérise Edioloë Elie Elielle Eline Elinette Elis Elle Elleise Eller Ellete Ellette Elpômene Elynette Elívine Emelle Emenéli Emillette Emylène Emíophili Ermí Ernélie Esce Esili Esine Esmélie Espe Essuse Estine Esáli Eugélie Euline Euse Eustée Evelie Evesce Evestil Eveve Evice Feber Febete Febre Felie Felle Fernélot Ferônie Fignès File Filenique Fine Floricile Florne Flot Flotine Floís Floïs Flávine Frée Fréli Fábine Fátille Fátine Gele Gene Genne Geonnette Getel Gette Getteore Ghille Ghine Gine Ginie Gise Giselle Gistine Gite Gitine Glore Glot Gloïs Glárce Gláudespe Gláudoré Gláviode Griette Gris Guelie Guelle Guine Heline Herce Hermi Hervie Hette Héline Hélique Hélisete Ififille Indrélis Inine Iregiscie Irettelle Irélote Iselle Isette Isolie Jenthe Jentinês Jené Jore Jose Josellete Joselídie Joseve Josárine Joëlleris Julce Jule Juli Juliene Julistine Juliz Justálie Jésse Jéssile Júlie Júliette Júlis Júnie Júnique Lence Lene Lenne Lete Lette Lildette Line Linette Lisèlette Lodo Lodorge Lombelle Lorde Lorie Loth Lotte Loïs Luce Lucilie Lucilvie Lucine Lucrice Lucrise Lucécie Lucéline Lucílis Lude Ludignèse Ludinette Luildelle Luresárie Luís Lémicole Léminne Léonne Lérine Lídie Líginée Lívirène Lúcibiete Lúciete Lúzie Lúziene Meine Meição Mellenne Mennice Mentine Merete Micilie Migie Migille Mignès Mile Miline Mille Mine Monny Morgine Márie Mélick Mélie Méline Méliol Mélène Míoncele Míope Mônie Nette Niconne Niennette Ninie Niniette Noeme Nonne Nonol Noressine Núrine Océlène Odore Ofine Ofélène Olenélote Oline Olène Ombrile Onine Ophine Ophnée Ouisette Philie Phirle Pine Prine Quelle Rebelénie Rebrielle Reis Renete Renie Renne Respe Rice Rinette Roche Rocéciene Rocéline Role Rolie Rolili Rolinth Rolène Rolíline Roméline Ronine Rosemírie Rosibette Rosick Rosárite Rosé Rote Rotte Rotterne Rudenne Rund Sefele Seline Sibettei Sice Sides Sidor Sidore Silde Sile Siliene Sille Simelie Simon Simé Sine Sineurine Sinnette Sole Solice Soline Sope Sophilie Soth Sotte Suellen Suette Sundes Sylvick Sylvânde Sylène Sérine Sílie Sílix Sônick Sôniette Terice Teriette Teris Ternée Thelie Thilete Thilie Thille Tine Trície Táli Tálie Veris Vice Vicile Viel Vielle Vienne Vine Viole Vire Virgine Virguelle Viré Vivie Vivio Viève Vièverie Vièvette Vérine Vérèce Ximertile Xine Xânge Yvonique Zite Zoëlle Águe Águse Ânde Ânice Ânie Ânine Ântippie Èverise Èverviève Élie Éline Élinette Élis Élise Émenne Émick Émilenone Émine Úrion Úrsusette Úrsuz

#444 names #444names

[khneltea]

Day 2: Strength

You're Strong

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She was a walking disaster. They should hang a sign on her saying she was a hazard and caution should be taken within a ten feet radius. Why would they trust her around anything not glued to the ground?

She should start from the beginning.

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"Adrien," she whined. "It's not like that."

Adrien shrugged, sliding his shades up to give her a pointed look. "Right. It's just a study meeting."

"Yes, we've discussed this before. You saying it in that tone won't change the meaning of it." Marinette rolled her eyes at her brother.

"Yeah, but you're going to a study meeting. That's just the two of you. When you're not even in the same course." She could feel the teasing grin growing on his face at her rising blush.

"He just offered to help!"

"With what?" She didn't look him in the eye, grabbing her tote bag instead.

"Studying isn't just about the content. Sometimes it helps to have someone to revise the concepts with." She said and busied herself with the contents of her bag, making sure she had all her study materials. He didn't bother hiding his grin from her.

"When he knows nothing about it?" She didn't respond, but she shot him the finger when she walked out the door. "Have fun with lover boy!"

"Fuck you!"

"Love you too, bugaboo!" He honked his ridiculous horn and zoomed off.

She loved Adrien, she really did. But sometimes (which was at least twice a day), she wanted to strangle him.

Passing by the glass window of a coffee shop, she paused and checked herself in the mirror. Mask, check. Clean ponytail? Check. A super cute outfit that she put on to make herself feel good, not to impress a certain flannel-wearing boy? Yes. Flannel jacket to return, already washed and cleaned? Che—

She patted the bag. It didn't have the big lump it did when she first brought it into the car. There was supposed to be a big lump there. Where was the lump?

Her face turned pale. She must have left it in the car.

Maybe Adrien hadn't gone too far yet? She pulled out her phone to call him, racing back to where he had dropped her off in his bright yellow sports car. He had bought it with his father's money to piss him off when they were seventeen. It was the car they thought would annoy Gabriel the most. Loud in both sound and color, tacky, and above all, expensive enough to make a dent into Adrien's modeling salary.

Bam! She crashed into a wall as soon as she pressed Adrien's contact on her phone. Everything went in slow motion. The ground tilted closer. The wind whooshed in her ear. Metal clattered to the ground as her tumbler rolled on the cement. Gravity shifted, and she could feel the hulking stand she hit losing its base on the ground.

Goddamit, if she learned one thing from being a clumsy thirteen-year-old girl turned superheroine of luck, it was that any luck she had was luck she made out of a situation. She planted her dominant foot forward, pushing on the balls of her feet as she grabbed the thing she collided with. As she grabbed it, she shifted all her weight backward and heaved the object up.

She panted, closing her eyes in exhaustion. The busy street continued without fail, the chatter and traffic punctured by the metal clang of her water bottle rolling on the ground. There goes her coffee.

"Oh, wow." Her body froze. "You're strong."

Opening her eyes, she felt her lungs constrict, and her jaw slackened. Breathing? What? Did she need to breath? Yes, she did, the blood was rushing to her head. She could hear her blood. She shouldn't be able to. How did she breath again? Oh gosh. Was it in first or out? How much was too much? Nose or mouth? Maybe mouth. Probably mouth. The air goes in the throat right?

Scratch that, mouth was not good. The air tasted funky, she should close her jaw. Wait, nope, the muscles in her lower face weren't working. Would it be weird if she raised her hand to push her jaw up? That would be weird.

Breathing? Yes. Systems were clear now, kind of.

"—rinette!" She blinked and focused on the blue-eyed vision standing in front of her.

Right. Breathing. Systems may be failing again.

"Are you ok, Marinette?" She nodded, not trusting her voice. He sighed in relief. "That's good."

"I'm so sorry for bumping into you like that, I swear I'm never—" She cringed and spoke again. "I'm not like that most of the time."

"I understand that." She was hallucinating. It was a trick of the light. His cheeks were not pink. It was just cold.

"Really?"

He rubbed his hand on the back of his neck. "Yeah, I'm a bit clumsy."

"Oh," she said, then brightened. "We're a pair then!"

"Yeah, yeah, we are." His smile brought the sunshine out. Damn, it was bright. If this was how she died, she'd be dying happy, if not a little mortified at her own actions. "So, we're heading to the library right?"

"Yeah," she sighed, a dopey grin stretching across her face. "Yeah."

this is the second or third time i've written this out, hopefully this saves! what did you think? marinette is obviously totally irrevocably in love and simping over Jon but Jon is Jon hahaha. thanks very much @maribat-calendar-events for the prompts!!!

tag list:

@couffeeine @jumpingjoy82 @verymuchimmortalcat @wolfy-kat

#maribat #marijon #strength #prompt: strength #maribatjonkent #maribatmarinette #maribatmarinettedupaincheng #jonxmarinette #supermari may 2022 #supermari #supermari may pre emptive #supermari may #romance #dcxmlb #mlbxdc

[p-artsypants]

Between a Rock and a Hard Place (3)

Ao3

Marinette’s mouth hung wide open. For the moment, the collapsing elevator was the least of her worries. 

Adrien, still seated, had his eyes locked with hers; his mouth flat in a bleak grimace.

 One hand pressed the smartphone firmly to his ear, the other tapped nervously on his jeans.

Marinette finally refilled her lungs. “Akumatized?! Wha- When?!” 

“Don’t know, Nino still isn’t answering his–” Adrien cut short. “Wait, Nino? Hello?” There was a voice on the other end. Adrien’s eyes darted back and forth, trying to keep pace with what he was hearing.

“Is that him? What’s he saying?” Marinette hissed. She was balling her fists so tight her knuckles were losing color. Today was not going the way she had thought it would. Even if the elevator hadn’t given out yet, her secret identity had already taken a ten-story plunge.

Adrien put up a finger, his brows furrowed as he listened. He listened for a long time. Then, slowly, his mouth twisted into an incredulous grin.

“Wait…Seriously? How?” Adrien rose to his feet, careful not to upset the elevator anymore.

“What?” Marinette couldn’t wait any longer. “Put him on speaker!”

“Listen to this,” Adrien whispered. He held the phone between himself and Marinette and tapped the screen. Instantly, Nino’s synthetic voice filled the elevator cabin.

“---s absolute pandemonium, dude! It was only a matter of minutes, and all hell had broken loose! People are making out left and right! You couldn’t pry Ivan and Mylene apart if you tried. They almost got Ayla and I, but we hopped off the walkway and found a hidden alcove.”

Marinette looked confusedly at Adrien. She felt she had missed some crucial information.

Adrien spoke up, “Hey, bro? I just put you on speaker. Marinette’s with me. Can you tell her everything you just told me?”

“Oh, hey Marinette. You sure picked a wild time to pee! Everybody is making out down here!”

Marinette flinched, “Making out? Nino, Adrien said Ms. Bustier had been akumatized.”

“Yup! Ms. Bustier went full Zombizou not too long after you left. The tour guide lined the class up for a photo op right next to a rock spire. It was supposed to be—-”

Nino’s voice cut out. Adrien frantically tapped the phone, making sure the battery hadn’t died.

“What happened?” Marinette shouted.

Adrien stammered “I-I don’t know… he just…” 

Nino’s voice returned, choppy this time. “---okay, but get this; right before the picture, Kim pantsed Ivan. Then Ivan pantsed Kim. Then Alix pantsed Rose. And then Juleka punched Alix. Things got pretty crazy.”

Adrien’s panicked eyes looked at Marinette, then back down at the glowing blue-light screen, “Uh, Nino? My signal isn't so good. Can you repeat that?”

Marinette guessed Nino couldn’t hear them at all, because he kept on talking.

“Anyway, after everybody started fighting, I think Ms. Bustier just got overwhelmed. Something about how ‘if we can’t love each other, we’ll never learn to love nature. Gotta be honest, I wasn’t really listening. Most of us were placing bets on Juleka.”

“Nino? It’s Marinette. Is Alya with you?” Marinette asked hurriedly.

The fragmented voice returned after a pause. “Oh, hi M—-rinette! Yeah, Al—-a’s with me.”

Shortly after, another voice from the phone chimed in, “Hey, girl!” It was Alya.

Marinette let out a sigh of relief “Alya! Thank God you’re okay! You two need to get out of there!”

“Don’t let one of Zombizou’s zombies kiss you!”

A strange noise came from the phone. It sounded like a squeaky wheel from a grocery cart, or maybe one of Nino’s failed DJ stingers. It took Adrien and Marinette a second to figure out it was Alya’s laugh.

“No, girl. We’re good. The zombies leave you al—ne if you're already making out.”

Marinette clutched her invisible pearls, “Alya!” She looked to Adrien for affirmation, but was already trying to hide a grin.

“Nice,” Adrien giggled, “it’s the perfect cover!”

Marinette was about to scold Adrien for encouraging them, but a loud snap echoed throughout the elevator shaft. It was a sharp, metallic pop that was immediately followed by more steel groans from the remaining cables. 

Adrien thought it would have made a great Star Wars sound effect.

The two suspended teenagers fell against one another in the back corner of the elevator cabin, as the lift finally began to lurch to one side. Adrien dropped the phone as he collapsed against Marinette, pinning her to the wall. Marinette could feel Adrien’s hot breath against her neck, which would have been exhilarating if they weren’t about to die.

Nino joined in, “Yeah, that’s what I said! —--ey, where are you guys anyway?”

Marinette gripped her fingers through the cage fencing to steady herself. Adrien strained to pull himself off of her so she could breath. The two exchanged an intense glance, smiling briefly only to let the other know they were both okay. For now.  

“We’re just…uh” Marinette searched for the words that could precisely summarize the absolute ass-backwards day she was having.

“...hanging out.” Adrien finished, smiling weakly.

Marinette debated facepalming, even if it killed her.

Another cable popped. The teens didn’t know how much time they had left.

“We gotta go,” Marinette said to Adrien.

Adrien nodded. “Right, but who's it going to be? You or me?” 

“Mari, we’re getting weird noises from your end.” Alya’s voice came from the phone, face-down on the cabin floor. 

The sickening squeals rang out from the top of the cable car, sounding more and more like a tuba going through a food processor.

Adrien was yelling “Marinette! Who's going to—-,” his eyes frantically glanced at the phone, out of his reach and unable to end the call. One of them was going to have to suit up if anyone was making it out alive. “You know!! Whose turn is it?”

Marinette reached out with her foot and slid the phone within reach. She dropped to one knee and picked it with her free hand.

“Hey bro, I think the call’s breaking u—----can barely hear you.”

“Don’t worry, guys. Adrien and I are both going to get help!” Marinette shouted over the cacophony of metal. She shot Adrien a look, and he gave an understanding nod.

They’d do this together.

“Take your time!” Nino laughed, “Hey, maybe you two could make ou–”

Marinette quickly hit the end call button. 

“Ready, kitty?”

“After you, milady.”

With a resounding snap, the final supporting cable splintered. The safety brakes were stripped, and the elevator cabin was sent into a freefall. The apparatus hurtled deeper into the earth. Showers of sparks danced across the cavern walls as the emergency safety breaks were sanded into oblivion, every countermeasure failing. As the light within the cabin cut; Adrien and Marinette began to float weightlessly towards the ceiling.

Suddenly there were two brilliant flashes.

“Tikki! Spots on!”

“Plagg, Claws out!”

#ml #miraculous ladybug #fanfiction #adrinette #trapped in an elevator #identity reveal #marinette dupain cheng #adrien agreste

[taureandiaries]

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— fandoms: snk | jjk | castlevania | naruto | sonic | mha | bsd | demon slayer | fruits basket | vnc

— books: tsc | pjo/hoo | legendborn | the blood trials | soc | caleb azmuah nelson | kennedy ryan | akwaeke emezi | tia williams | bolu babalola | joya goffeney

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— shingeki no kyojin: eremika | aruani | jeanpiku | falbi | yumihisu | eruri | mobuhan

— jujutsu kaisen: gojohime | sugushoko | yutamaki

— naruto: sasusaku | shikatema | naruhina | saiino | borusara | kawasumi

— castlevania: belmades | draculisa | gretacard | rinette

— sonic: sonamy | taismo | knuxouge | silvaze | shadikal | whispangle | sallicole

— boku no hero: izuocha | kamijirou | todomomo | kirimina

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shingeki no kyojin:

— between the lines ⇒ ongoing [mature]: eremika modern au: a journalist is taken with interviewing an elusive celebrity and finds more than what she expected

— undelivered ⇒ completed [teens and up]: eremika canon-verse: eren tries to write mikasa a letter during his time in marley

— beautiful monster ⇒ completed [teens and up]: aruani canon-verse: armin's feelings for Annie during the female titan reveal

— welcome home ⇒ completed [general]: eremika week 2022: eren and mikasa welcome a new person home

— picnic dates and revelations ⇒ completed [teens and up]: eremika modern au: eren and mikasa go on a secret picnic date

sonic the hedgehog:

— start of something new ⇒ completed [general]: whispangle canon-divergence fic: whisper has a recognition of feelings after the metal virus

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WIPS ♡

shingeki no kyojin:

— kickin' my way to your heart -> rating: mature -> eremika modern au: football player Eren Jaeger meets and falls for his new physiotherapist, Mikasa Ackerman, who just happens to be his coach's little sister

— the motion on romance -> rating: teen/mature ->falbi highschool au: two academic rivals stuck as co-captains of the debate team as they realise there is more to them than meets the eye ⇒ academic rivals to lovers

— your melody and my harmony -> rating: mature/explicit → yumihisu musician au -> famous pop star Krista Lenz has her world changed where she meets grunge artist Ymir

— love arrives → rating: mature → eremika small town au

jujutsu kaisen:

— moments with you -> rating: explicit -> sugushoko modern au: two ex-best friends and lovers reunite at their best friends wedding, and deal with the feelings that they've buried over the years

— I didn't mean to fall in love -> rating: explicit -> gojohime modern au: a teacher falls in love with one of her students' dad -> based off Snoh Aalgera's I Didn't Mean to Fall in Love

naruto:

— war of the hearts -> sasusaku prohibition au -> rating: mature -> based off Chloe Gong's These Violent Delights

sonic the hedgehog:

— the outlaws -> rating: mature -> sonamy robin hood retelling: desperate for help to save her kingdom, princess amy falls in with a gang of outlaws and oddly finds a love that she's been longing for ⇒ found family; strangers to friends to lovers

— where love blossoms -> rating: mature -> sonamy modern au: two best friends finally deal with their feelings for each other when one finally returns ⇒ childhood best friends to lovers

— how we love ⇒ knuxouge modern au: a detective meets up with his criminal ex-girlfriend to get some answers ⇒ based off of SZA's Shirt

— sonic multi-ship new girl au ⇒ in drafts [teen/mature]: based off ensemble comedies (e.g. new girl, living single, baby daddy)

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[bi4bihankking]

Honestly I think the thing about writing fics like how the Bats get fic is like... I don't understand salt fics. I see all those thousands and thousands of M*rinette D*pain-Ch*ng is the specialist girl in the whole world and gets protected by big strong Bats and I do not get the psychology behind writing them.

Also there's no universe in which the people who hurt Henry (Alan and Todd) suddenly end up giving a shit about him lol so even when I get prompts specifically about that it feels ooc.

[itsmalachitenow]

These are my designs for my own takes on a few of the Batman rogues. I have backstories for all of them.

#my art #jonathan crane #scarecrow #jervis tetch #mad hatter #clarence rinette #music meister

[sweetlikehoneystingslikeabee]

So for Music Meister, I get the feeling he'd be a sucker for someone who likes musical theater as much as he does. How does he react to a fem S/O being just as big of a theater kid as he is?

"Harmonious Melodies" Music Meister x fem!reader

As someone who was a theater kid in high school, theater kids can be an insufferable breed. Clarence is like this for a reason, guys, don't let your children get into musical theater.

TW: None

Okay lets be real right now, I don't know if you could really be AS BIG of a theater kid as him. Clarence was such a Theater Kid, other theater kids hated him. The backstage crew fantasized about set pieces falling on him. The senior in charge of being the sound technician had to be "convinced" to stop giving him the shitty mic. Don't even get me started on what the other kids in band thought of him. Because he was definitely in both.

He would be a total sap for anyone that comes close, though. There's a very good chance him discovering this information is a huge reason why he started dating his s/o. At least, it was even more incentive. Plus, given his natural talents and skills, she was obviously in awe of him with no hypnotizing necessary!

He's going to ask her what shows she was in. If she was reduced to a bit role or backstage, he'll state what a CRIME it is. That if it was up to him, he'd have given her the lead. oh wait, what a great idea- What follows can only be described as an obscene amount of hijinks and shenanigans involving musical numbers, dancing and far too much glitter.

If she was ever the lead or a major role, he's wanting a sample. Give him a monologue, a solo song- There's a half-decent chance he'd know the male part in a duet. Sing together with him, darling, the two of you can bring the house down!

If she had any aspirations for the big leagues, he'd support her all the way. Some of it may be less-than-legal but it's only because his girl deserves the best. If not, he knows he'll have an adoring fan in the front row with flowers for him. Red roses are his very favorite! Perhaps sweet pea if the florist has them in.

New show comes in that she wants to see? What a surprise, he's got two fantastic box seats just for them. A view to die for. He may or may not have hypnotized them off someone else. They didn't really want to see it anyways, it was just status for them. He and his partner will actually appreciate it.

And of course, he knows he can trust them on costuming opinions. Too garish? Not garish enough? Depending upon context, there's a delicate balance here.

#music meister #clarence rinette #foxwriting

[ffxiv-swarm]

prompt 15: portentous

Somewhere far to the southwest, Dalamud is falling. Tonight, thousands will die. The land will be irrevocably scarred by Bahamut’s rage. Lancifer Habelliard, on patrol in the western Twelveswood, will lose an eye to flying debris as the moon comes down.

In Gridania, his parents know nothing of this. At least, not yet. Their concern is for their daughter, Lancifer’s younger sister Rinette, who’s always been...strange. Gridania prizes stillness and tranquility, harmony above all, and surely that shouldn’t be difficult? But Rinette is troubled. Angry. Some of the things she says verges on blasphemous, and they all pray that Stillglade Fane never hears of her fascination with the Gelmorran ruins. As if that isn’t enough, she’s also terribly sickly, with frequent debilitating headaches only a dark room can cure. She sees things that aren’t there, speaks of ancient history as though it happened yesterday. Sometimes she blacks out or spends long minutes staring blankly at nothing.

She’d been listless and complaining of a headache all day, lingering over her chores in a manner that they’d first attributed to worry over Lancifer. They couldn’t blame her; they’re all worried about him. But she’d never before been so worried as to not eat—and then, as the sun set, she’d fainted. Fredirec had just barely gotten her to a flat surface and then to a proper bed in time. Now she’s tossing and turning, her long hair tangled around her own limbs, and though she’s not running a fever—thank the Matron—her mutterings resemble no language her parents have ever heard. They can’t call a conjurer. All the best ones are at the front, and the ones that are left...well. A family of Duskwights, of middling means, is unlikely to be so blessed by the spirits.

So they wait. And Rinette Habelliard dreams.

“Hear...feel...think...”

A dragon’s roar that coalesces into words, coalesces into agony. “I will burn thy bones to ash!”

Clicking. Beeping. Soft mechanical whirrs; gloved hands and masked faces lit by strange bright lights. “Second internment hulk is holding steady...steady...”

An old man, his face lines with the tracks of many years, addressing a small crowd with a kind voice. She’s seen this one, hasn’t she? At Apkallu Falls? But she’s never dared to step closer, not with how angry her parents get if she speaks to strangers. “To ignore the plight of those we might conceivably save is not wisdom. It is indolence.”

Thousands of voices praying, though the flesh is being stripped from their bones and their worlds have been reduced to blue glass and pain when once the entire sky was their dominion. “Bahamut, brood-brother, brood-father—save us! Save us!”

Silence. Bahamut does not hear.

A woman in white armor, the eyes behind the mask alight with a horrible fanaticism as she gazes upon the lowering crimson moon. This...this is her god, her true religion, and soon it will come to earth and smite the unworthy and leave all clean for the Empire. “Videte! Testate adventu Dalamud!”

Fire.

Falling.

Blind, unthinking, bone-shaking rage.

Light and fury and the slow, grinding tones of iron bells and a voice like a thousand crystal chimes in her head, in her bones, in her very soul—

Rinette stiffens, screams, and goes limp.

“Rinette!” Pierrine gasps, nearly sobbing with relief when she realizes that her daughter is still breathing, that she’s only fallen into a deeper unconsciousness.

Fredirec is pacing the floor, hands clasped together behind his back to hide their shaking. He can’t do anything about his ears, though. “Nophica,” he whispers, “spare her. Please. Please. She’s a good girl, truly, she doesn’t deserve this!”

Maybe the Matron hears them, because after three days—three days alternating between deep, nightmare-filled sleep and stirring only enough to accept water and thin porridge, her voice raspy from screaming as she tells them that her head hurts—Rinette wakes, and stretches, and says she’s hungry. While her mother hugs her tight enough to bruise, her father steps out of the room before anyone can see him cry.

But then Lancifer limps painfully into the house, and over time her parents forget about Rinette’s episode. She hasn’t suffered any lasting harm, after all, whereas the pride of their family—the child who will make them truly respectable, such that people will look past the gray in their skin and the odd vowels in their surname—has been maimed, and will need a great deal of time to recover. Who can blame them for focusing on him?

In hindsight, perhaps they should have noticed the books their daughter was reading. Perhaps they should have allowed her to explore their heritage, or encouraged her to follow her dreams. Perhaps they should have done a lot of things.

And yet, when Rinette disappears a few years later—under suspicion of murder! Two Wood Wailers in good standing are dead, and everyone is saying it’s their daughter who did it!—they are shocked. Appalled. Rinette couldn’t have done such a thing; she can only cast the simplest of spells, and she’s never been strong. But all evidence says she stabbed one and burnt both of them to death, and that takes a great and terrible strength. The only saving grace is that she’s nowhere to be found, and a lone girl in the Twelveswood couldn’t possibly get far. She’s probably dead, but at least they can mourn her in peace.

Then Lancifer comes home waving a broadsheet, swearing that the masked adventurer on the front page—Ritanelle Soleil, the one everyone calls the Warrior of Light—is their little girl.

#ritanelle #fire the headcanons #ffxivwrite2023 #lancifer

[stampstamp]

'I've heard the ML movie is a bit disappointing but wow this animation is gorgeous - maybe it's not too-'

*M*rinette starts singing an 'I want' song*

😬

#Pictured: Stamp gets startled by staple elements of kids movies

[charmed-fashion-blog]

Who: Sarah Jeffery as Maggie Vera What: Maje Rinette Graphic Print Dress - $283.00 Where: 4x03 “Unlucky Charmed“

#charmed #charmed cw #charmed reboot #charmed ones #sarah jeffery #maggie vera #maje #dresses #season 4 #4x03 #charmed season 4 #charmed 4x03 #charmed s4