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imthepunchlord · 2 years

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As you mentioned a "Chloé redemption" in a post, I'ma be straight here:.. this isn't salt or anything, but why do people consider André a good mayor? Because to me he sounds rather problematic, not just because of Chloé, it's just that... he doesn't seem to truly like his job? Although my actual concerns about the overall Bourgeois family is that Chloé is a wasted character because of her "bully" status in Origins, would you really feel okay with writing her in the same place as anyone?

Oh Andre is a very problematic character.

That's the biggest reason I get annoyed with people only directing blame of Chloe's outcome to Audrey and her alone. Yes, it's bad that she left, she's not a good mother, I am not going to deny that or defend her. But Andre is at fault for Chloe's outcome too, I actually blame him more than her as he's the one who raised her. He was the one who was there. Chloe's outcome is largely on him for he is the parent that stayed and raised her. Like good for him for being there for Chloe, but he still didn't do a good job, more for spoiling her and teaching her his tricks and cheats to win and get through life easily.

Honestly, I don't think anyone in Paris really likes him, That Guy I think said Andre is meant to represent the politician that majority doesn't like but still wins despite it. I think Andre is supposed to represent the corrupt system of government and how its the minority who wins instead and get do whatever they want despite the majority wanting something else.

Either way, canon wise, I think we're seeing more and more that he himself doesn't like being Mayor. We actually see him more involved with his hotel than with running the city. Sole Crusher really implies that he's forced to do the position, and my guess is his family's expectation put him there, presuming he's from old money and traditionally they have long been involved in politics (maybe since Darkblade's era). Could also be that he really wanted to be Audrey but she wouldn't be interested in him unless he was a fashion icon (like Gabriel) or had political power. And it could also be that having political power is appealing to him. He may lack a real backbone, but he has more power than anyone else politically, and typically those who are weak or are cowards like to have power. He may not truly want it or love it, but it gives him security.

I do think his real passion and love is film and he truly wanted to be a film director, but either expectation or the appeal of political power was too strong a call. This actually makes me think of a what if au I'd love to dabble in, though its on hold while I work on certain WIPs and waiting for some clear answers that the ep Gabriel Agreste MAY answer. Hopefully. It'd be helpful.

But its a spouse swap, where Andre and Emilie actually fell in love during the filming of Silence or whatever that film was called. And Gabriel and Audrey got together/never split up. Andre and Emilie have twins and Gabriel and Audrey have a child just to have an heir though neither of them really wanted kids (it's between Adrien, Chloe, and Zoe; idk who goes where just yet, and if Adrien will have green or blue eyes). And for the sake of this, Mr Lee doesn't exist or have his fling (I guess???) with Audrey.

But back onto the ask!

I do think Chloe is problematic, but she did have potential. Honestly, there are a lot of options to start redeeming Chloe, from a loss of power that forces her to loose her status. To Audrey coming in to discipline her. To Ladybug being upfront and letting her opinions of Chloe out (playing off that Chloe holds LB in such high regard). Could have Lila take Sabrina away and Chloe is isolated and she and Marinette have a tense friendship because the enemy of my enemy is my friend. Or Adrien has enough and starts intervening, helping his friend improve, work off what Despair Bear started.

But with how canon has gone about it... yeah she can be a hard character to redeem. Both in where she is right now in canon and based on how someone feels about her. This really applies to all characters in ML, it depends on how much of canon are you working off and where are you in terms of salt towards one character. They all have potential to be well written and to grow, but it comes down to what you're writing and where are you in that moment.

#ask Punchie #andre bourgeois #andre salt #chloe salt #chloe bourgeois #chloe redemption

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somethingvaguetodo · 3 years

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Out of the Blue

For @alteanroyals who requested prompt #19 from the kissing prompts for ladynoir “One person stopping a kiss to ask “Do you want to do this?”, only to have the other person answer with a deeper, more passionate kiss.” I present you, an Enemy AU.

Read on AO3 here.

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Lightning flashed in the corner of her eye, but Ladybug couldn’t afford to let it distract her. The jets of lights coming from the akuma were far more dangerous than lightning at the moment. Ladybug ducked to the ground, letting the magical power fly over her head. She couldn’t quite figure out what had upset this particular akuma, but the way that every unsuspecting citizen who was hit immediately became a mindless subservient slave did not bode well.

The thunder that rolled over them seemed to shake the ground, and Ladybug had to pause to make sure she didn’t lose her balance.

“Now, now, m’lady, you don’t want to fall, you might knock those pretty earrings loose.”

Ladybug spun quickly on her heel to face Chat Noir, a scowl on her face. “Why are you here?” she asked, uncomfortable that now she was leaving her back exposed to the akuma. But Chat Noir had proven time and again to be a far more dangerous adversary than any akuma.

Chat grinned, all his teeth showing. Ladybug tried hard to ignore the tremble in her knees at the sight of his smile. “You didn’t think there could be a party like this without me, did you?”

Instead of answering, Ladybug spun her yo-yo to form a shield in front of her, prepared for a direct fight. Chat lunged forward, his baton swinging. Ladybug fought back, deflecting his hit and pushing him back.

It had unfortunately been like this since the beginning. Ladybug, the lonely protector of Paris, going against the unseen Hawkmoth, whoever he decided to akumatize, and his sidekick Chat Noir. She had often wondered why it was that Chat Noir was sent out to fight against her when Hawkmoth was comfortable hiding away and letting others do his dirty work, but it wasn’t like she could just ask him. Chat Noir liked to taunt her, making jokes like this was all a lot of fun rather than a fight for the very fiber of their universe.

“Couldn’t you have stayed out of this?” Ladybug asked as she continued to dodge Chat’s attacks. “I almost had this one wrapped up, and I have somewhere to be.”

Chat smiled, crouching down to avoid the wide swing of her yo-yo. “And miss out on an opportunity to see you, LB?” he asked. “Never. My days are positively dull without you.”

Even though she really wanted to smile, Ladybug scowled as she jumped up on a light pole to avoid the akuma coming at her from behind. “Well, I can certainly say you make my days more interesting.”

Chat grinned as if she actually gave him a compliment. “Interesting is probably the best word to describe our relationship.”

The akuma clearly didn’t like being ignored in favor of their conversation, and it rudely inserted itself between them, flashes of light flying out of its hand. Ladybug managed to escape the lights, but the crowd of mind-controlled citizens was close behind, and was closing in on her. Backed into a corner, Ladybug had no choice but to run for cover, eventually flinging her yo-yo out and swinging herself out of the fight and away over the rooftops.

She landed hard on the street a few blocks over, stumbling to catch her breath. Chat Noir didn’t come to every single fight, but the ones he came to were always the hardest. He was supposed to be her partner, Ladybug knew that much, but something had happened to turn him the other way before they ever had the chance to work together. Despite the fact that they always fought against each other, Ladybug felt herself pulled to him, always wondering about what could have been, about what should have been.

The clouds opened up and rain started falling, and Ladybug realized she should get a move on and finish this fight. “Lucky Charm!” she called for her power, and a red polka-dotted magic marker fell into her hands.

Ladybug scrunched up her face in thought, unsure how she could use the marker to help defeat the akuma. Unfortunately, the pounding of feet against pavement clued her in to the fact that the pursuing mob was coming, and she wouldn’t have time to figure out her lucky charm in peace.

She dashed off the street and into the nearest alleyway, making a dive for the partially open dumpster instead of taking to the roof where they would expect to find her. She lowered herself into it, making sure the lid closed silently behind her.

Letting her eyes slide shut for a moment’s rest, Ladybug slid to the floor of the dumpster, her back against the side wall. She took a deep breath, squeezing the marker in her hand.

“Is this really the time for a catnap?”

Ladybug screamed, her eyes flying open.

Chat Noir’s head hung down into the dumpster, his grin sharp. Ladybug scrambled to stand up and get into a fighting stance, but Chat beat her to it, flipping himself over the top of the dumpster to land beside her, the lid slamming shut behind him.

They stood for a moment and looked at each other. The dumpster was mostly empty, but the few bags of trash inside limited the space between them.

Ladybug moved first, snapping her yo-yo out to try and trap him, but Chat was too fast. He batted it aside with his baton, letting the string wind around the stick. With a sharp tug, he pulled the yo-yo right out of her hand and flung both of their weapons aside. Ladybug looked around in desperation for something to fight with, but was left with nothing but a marker and her hands. She balled her fists and raised them, ready to fight.

Chat laughed. “You’re going to punch me?”

“Why shouldn’t I?” Ladybug asked. “You took my weapon, how else am I supposed to fight you?”

“We don’t have to fight,” Chat said simply. He crossed his legs at the ankles and leaned back against a large plastic bag, looking cool and casual and as if he was not inside a dumpster surrounded by trash.

“If you don’t want to fight me then why did you follow me in here?” Ladybug challenged him. She crossed her arms and looked around, anywhere but at Chat. He was blocking her way to the far corner of the dumpster, where he had flung her yo-yo. Against anyone else, Ladybug would have liked her chances, but Chat Noir not only had the same miraculous-enhanced skills she did, he was unusually quick and flexible. She was used to going head to head with him, but not in such a secluded setting. The strange intimacy of it was starting to get to her head.

As if answering her question for him, her earring gave a soft beep. “You only have a few minutes left,” he said. “Why waste my energy fighting you when I can just wait for you to detransform and take your miraculous then.”

Ladybug’s heart was pounding. “I hate you.”

Chat actually laughed. “No you don’t.” She raised an eyebrow at him in question and he continued. “You’re too good to hate anyone.” There was something strange about the way he said it. It was hopeful, almost like he wished it was true. “You probably want to save every poor creature you meet, including me.”

“How would you know?” Ladybug threw back, trying hard to ignore the way that her miraculous beeped yet again. She hated the fact that he was able to read her so well, that he was able to stand there and act like he understood her. “You know nothing about me. You hate me.”

“No I don’t.” Chat looked offended. His cat ears stood up straight on his head, their animation something Ladybug had always found oddly endearing. Maybe she was able to read him pretty well too, despite everything.

This time, it was Ladybug’s turn to laugh. “Oh, come on, Chat Noir. All you ever do is fight with me.”

He shrugged one shoulder. “That doesn't mean I hate you. You have your reasons for doing what you do, and I have mine. Just because we’re on opposite sides doesn’t make us enemies.”

“Pretty sure that’s the definition of enemies,” Ladybug challenged, but she couldn’t help but wonder where Chat Noir was going with this. For years they had gone back and forth, evenly matched in their fighting, without either one ever gaining an upper hand.

All the while, Ladybug hated it. In the early days, she had quietly steamed, angry with Chat Noir for fighting on the wrong side when he was supposed to be by her side, and more angry with Hawkmoth for starting this in the first place. But more recently, she had started to wonder more about Chat Noir. Who he was when he wasn’t fighting her, why he was doing this when he had to know it was wrong, and if he ever sat up late at night like she did, wondering what it would be like to have him as a partner, wondering just how good friends they could have been.

Another boom of thunder rippled across the sky and shook the dumpster.

Both Ladybug and Chat Noir jumped, startled by the noise.

“Are you okay?” Chat whispered, taking a half a step closer to her. Ladybug nodded. The dumpster suddenly felt cramped. They had been in very close proximity before, but never when they weren't fighting. Never when Chat was watching her with a question in his eyes, never when he had just admitted that he didn't hate her.

He was suddenly very close, close enough to reach out and take her miraculous if he wanted to, but he didn't seem to be inclined to do so. The earrings let out another soft beep, reminding Ladybug that she now had less than two minutes before losing her transformation.

“Ladybug, I -” Chat started, but she didn’t feel like listening anymore, like fighting with him anymore. That longing that she felt, that belief that he was supposed to be her other half, kicked in before her logic could stop her.

She pushed up on her toes and kissed him. He melted immediately, as if he had just been waiting for her to make the first move, as if he had been waiting for a long time, maybe as long as she had been. His hands settled on her lips, lips moving gently against hers.

Suddenly he pulled back, eyes scanning hers. “Are you sure… do you want to do this?”

Instead of answering him, she grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him down, slamming their lips together. Despite his question he didn’t hesitate, opening his mouth for her and pushing her up against the wall of the dumpster, lining them up so she could feel every inch of him pressed against her. She kissed him hard, as if she could kiss the fight right out of them, draining him of all animosity between them until there was nothing left but the two of them and they could start over.

She ripped her mouth away from him to catch her breath, and he trailed his lips down to her neck, carefully staying away from her ears. “Maybe you were right,” she muttered, her voice husky to her own ears. “Maybe I do want to save you.”

Chat left one last kiss on her neck before straightening up and looking her in the eye. “Maybe I want to be saved.”

Ladybug stood still, not sure if she wanted to speak, or kiss him again, or bundle him up in a hug until he told her everything, and then they could start saving the world together, the way it was supposed to be.

Instead, her miraculous let out its last warning beep.

Chat turned away without a word, walking to the far corner before coming back, her yo-yo waiting in his outstretched hand.

“You better get out of here,” he said. “You’re about to transform back.”

Ladybug hesitated, scared that leaving now would ruin everything, but knowing that she couldn’t stay. She picked the yo-yo up, letting her fingers linger in his hand a moment longer than necessary.

Wordlessly, he cupped his hands and knelt down, and Ladybug gladly stepped up, letting him give her a boost. She popped the lid open and pulled herself onto the ledge, scanning her surroundings. It was pouring rain, but the akuma and pursuing mob had disappeared.

Ladybug sent one last look back at Chat in the dumpster. “Thanks for the help, partner,” she said, but didn’t wait to see his reaction. She dropped down to the ground and rushed off before her transformation gave way, intent to finish off this fight so that she could get to the real fight, and win back the partner she was supposed to have.

#my writing #ladynoir #mlb #miraculous ladybug #miraculous ladybug fanfiction #ladynoir fanfiction #drabble #prompt #kiss prompt #enemy au #look at me taking a stab at enemies to lovers in 2k words

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miraculouscataclyyysm · 4 years

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Seating plan au part 7

Sins the last update had quite a bit of Adrian/felix drama I decided this update would show more of the gangs (Mari, Felix, Alix, Kim, Max and luka) friendship because I love them

link to part 6

Marinette doodles a lot in class, she has a little notepad full of em, sometimes when the class is going mad Mari and Felix draw little cartoons of the stupidity...Felix has a few masterpieces in said notepad of Chloe and Lila yelling at each other

Felix getting a weeks detention because of an “incident” at lunch *cough cough* Lila *cough* Marinette was in the art room helping Nathaniel and marc with a project and max was outside filming Alix teach Kim some skating tricks so Felix was reading in the lunchroom alone...and sins this was a rare Occurrence Lila jumped at the opportunity “Adrian you should go ask Felix to sit with us, he’s all by himself, you don’t want to leave him all alone do you?” So obviously Adrian being Adrian smiles and get up to ask Felix who just says he’s happy alone, Lila expecting this response says “well I’m gonna go sit with him” so she waltzes over and sits next to him “hey Felix, I couldn’t bear seeing you over here all alone, I know we haven’t been the best of friends and that hurts me deeply felix, so so much, so I thought I’d come over to make a fresh start” Felix give her an emotionless look and says “no thanks” Lila- “excuse me?” Felix-“I don’t need a friend like you” genuinely shocked Lila quickly puts on a fake hurt face “did I do something to hurt you? I genuinely don’t understand why you hate me so much, Felix? Everyone else in the class is so nice to me apart from you, what did I do?” “I just don’t like compulsive liars lie-la, now if you don’t mind I’d like to get back to my book in peace” annoyed Lila snaps “well then if you don’t wanna be my friend I guess that makes you my enemy *cue Evil smirk* wich probably Make your precious Marinette my enemy too...Doesn't it” Felix looks up with a murderous glare “leave Marinette out of this” Lila just laughed all fake nice “leave her out of what Felix? Where just talking” Felix gets up slamming his food tray down and spilling his drink all over Lila “you don’t even look at Marinette, if you even breath in her direction we really will have a problem” then he leaves and Lila tells everyone she was just talking about classwork and trying to cheer him up because he seemed down when Felix flipped out and threw his drink in her...so Felix got detention, once Mari heard about everything she was ready to throw hands

After the whole detention mess Alix convinces Marinette they should get payback on lila for felix (okay its more like she mentions it once and Marinette is totally game) so after school they wait back in the locker room and alix goes into lilac locker to set up a paint bomb that would set of once the door is open, the next morning alix (who’s secretly filming) and Mari wait eagerly, Lila opens her locker and her face is instantly covered in green paint, and thanks to the schools uselessness they couldn’t prove who did it, alix sent the video to the gangs group chat, felix will never tell them this (he will eventually...he just doesn’t know that) them being the gang, Alix, Kim, Max and luka when he’s around (damn it luka why don’t you go to their school) but he’s thankful every day that he found them, before starting public school (sins he moved in with the Agreste's as a child he was also homeschooled like Adrian) he never had a real friend apart from Adrian and even their relationship has issues, but the gang has taught him what real friendship is, true support and he’s determined to never let anyone *cough* Lila *cough* hurt them

Mari made a doll version of all the hero’s so far, herself LB, chat noir, bunnix, Renard arctique (Fox Felix) carapace and viperion, and because she a cutie on one of chat noirs visits she gives him the dolls and asks him to give each of the heroes’s there doll as a thank you for saving Paris so many times (she forgot at the time this meant Chat would be giving the lb one back to her in costume) Chat Definitelyasked Marinette to also make him an LB doll as he “wants the original due”

The gang never misses one of Kim’s swimming competitions, Mari made a massive sign with his name, Kim pretends to hate it but really he loves it, and always insists Luka and Felix hold it because there the tallest and they have to make sure Kim sees them “if he can’t see us he might think we didn’t show up which might make him think we don’t care which might make him sad and might make him lose the competition and we just can’t let that happen guys!” So they hold the sign and they all cheer Kim on and after they go back to the dupain-cheng bakery for celebratory sweets

It’s when Mari and Kagami go for one of there coffee catch-ups that Mari admits her feelings for Felix for the first time, Kagami admits her feelings for Adrian in return, Mari jokes that there both In Love with two oblivious idiots and Kagami says she’s glad to have Marinette as a friend, that she has someone to talk to about this stuff

Felix is on a pretty tight leash like Adrian, not as badly as Adrian, he’s still forced to model and do music etc but because Gabriel is an asshole and sees Felix as less of a priority because he’s not actually his blood, he’s not actually an agreste (Emilie will kick your ass when she wakes up for treating her nephew/adopted son like he’s not really part of the family hawkbitch) so when the gang are having sleepovers or going to the zoo he can’t always join, luckily Over the years he’s realised if he tells Natalie he’s studying no one actually checks to see if he’s actually there studying so he can leave and come a few hours later and nobody notices he was gone, he mentions this to the gang on one occasion and they all just go silent for a moment and then hug him, after that they all start doing little things to make sure he knows they notice him, and that they care, Alix sends him cat videos if he’s not replying in the group chat, she knows that most likely means somethings gong down in the agreste mansion so she sends them as a dissertation, Kim will ask felix to help him train at the pool because he knows felix likes being out of the house as much as possible, max goes over to “study” meaning they tell Natalie that and then max and felix read in silence, max knows felix isn’t much of a talker and for him (felix) just being there in the room is enough, sometimes talking isn’t needed, luka dose something similar, except insted of silence he uses music, once a week felix goes over to the house boat and they have a jam session, luka finds that sometimes music expresses how you feel a lot better than words, that was one of the first things they bonded over, Mari has felix over for tea multiple times a week, originally it was only once but after THAT day, realising just how neglected Felix really felt (even if he didn’t realise it yet himself) she was determined to make sure he knew he had a home, that he was always welcome in the dupain-cheng house, Felix noticed after a few weeks what they were doing, he asked Marinette about it and she caved and told him “we just wanted you to know we see you, we always notice when your not there....and I wanted you to know you always have a home with me” Felix then realised something that he would tell Marinette later, once they officially got together, he realised he does have a home, she’s his home

Sins Marinette is in charge of giving out the miraculous to people when they need the extra help (this is before the part-time hero’s become full part-time hero’s with patrols and stuff) she has a password-protected document on her pc full of graphs and lists of potential miraculous that would fit people, she thought about all the miraculous and who would be most compatible with who, who could she trust most, who would be able to put the needs of Paris first, who was good and honest, some people she thought about as potential miraculous holders where Adrian using the dog miraculous, Nathaniel using the rooster miraculous and aroura with the bee, and Marc with the mouse miraculous, this is how she made the decision for Alix to have the bunny miraculous, Felix to have the fox, Nino to have the turtle, luka to have the sake and for Kagami to eventually have the dragon, Kim the monkey and max the horse

Part 8

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snacc-noir · 4 years

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Dystopian world where the Reign of Terror in France evolved into a police state. Ladybug is a symbol of the Resistance but who are they?

(Alright but imagine a legitimate spin-off with this like that would be everything)

Rival/enemy AU (ain’t those the best), Powers from Miraculouses remain (minus catch phrases), and Paris is a mess

There were three things Adrien knew is his life:

Training, bullet shells, and his father’s expectations.

Akuma were the syndicate of police in the anachronistic streets of Paris. Adrien grew up with ear-splitting gun shots and makeshift weapons thrusted into his hands. He learnt from his father fast: No one’s innocent, no one’s nice, and no one’s going to be honest.

He also learnt to fight.

Chat Blanc was a ruthless, cutthroat akuma. Carnal and skilled, Adrien lived most days as his police general alias, waiting for the moment he returned home just to see whether he earned a cold nod or frown of disapproval.

Those were pensive afternoons, but it was the soundless endorsements that got him through; that at least informed him he was doing something right in Gabriel’s eyes, no matter what his gut yelled at him. His hands were beyond stained and bruised, yet it was fine - he was doing the right thing; the thing he’d always been taught to do.

He’d be his father’s successor - his current prodigy. He’d worked hard and he’d gain that title no matter how many city shifts he’d have to fight during. How was he supposed to know if anyone hadn’t done anything wrong? Wasn’t like people didn’t want to pick fights with him anyway. In the meantime, being second-in-command was wonderful.

Heart-wrenching sounds and streets run rampant honed the fragile title of Paris. A bloodstained dystopia, illegitimate rulings, and Adrien’s strengths and years of training yielded and harvested by the akuma ruler - Hawk Moth.

Once crime plagued the land until taxes, legal documents, and laws practically lost its existence (weird powers didn’t help the transgression), Gabriel Agreste stepped up and collected emotionally vulnerable victims to the injustice to work them into a strict form of police. Trust fell with the old Paris, and although crime collapsed with each day, civilians’ well-being did too.

It was a horrible way of life, but it was all there was. As far as Adrien had been told, it was the best; the only. No change, just dominion. Most times, akumas played dirty and caused more havoc upon current chaos - but it wasn’t like they were the unbathed criminals. ‘They were in charge, so it was fine’, Gabriel had lectured a younger Adrien.

Not like anyone could stop Hawk Moth.

‘Ladybug’ fell from his father’s mouth bitterly one fugitive discussion.

Adrien had settled into late teens and still carried more skills and destructive behaviours than any akuma out there. Teams lurked more nowadays, gun strapped and tool belted behind crippled sheds Parisians called homes. Food was scarce and thievery was the largest matter for the police to guard. Adrien dealt with more serious matters, and this one seemed the most rattling yet.

“A resistance force. My akumas are not handling it well. They mark their wrongdoings with a ladybug in spray paint.”

Instantly, Adrien knew if he destroyed the Ladybug resistance, his father could never disapprove again.

Days in the hunt turned to weeks. It didn’t help that he’d set out alone, his pale suit striking amongst the ruins with him, his extendedable staff, and destruction powers. Sharing the glory would defeat the goal of independence; to show his father that he could do what he’d always been taught, but better. Not like they was anything else to live for.

And then, he caught them.

Well, her.

He’d reached a crumbled wing of the city. It wasn’t a dignitified building. The brick exterior hardly existed, and the windows were framed in dark oak that seemed to be eating itself in. The doors in the entryway were flanked by stacked rubble and dripping with fresh vandalism.

Chat Blanc would’ve turned away if his feet didn’t go weightless under him, ripped before he could think and his upper-half crashing into the dirt. His body flew up and he found himself grimacing into a face upside-down.

(Okay, so maybe she’d caught him.)

“Seems you found my hideout.”

He spat the dirt in hopes it’d touch her face. She dodged, disappointedly. “It’s pathetic.”

Adrien knew it was Ladybug when he got a better look at her through a sharpened gaze. Her painted mask had blotches of red, the eyes sparkling back at him a pure bluebell shade. Dark hair like midnight, a grin that mocked him from every angle...

She was beautiful.

“Says the guy dressed as a pad.”

He loathed her.

“Where’s the rest of you?”

“Oh, they’re not around. They’re not as dedicated as I am. I’ve been waiting for your visit for weeks!”

Ignoring the hit to his failed huntings (wait, she’d been watching? She was close?), he struggled in the brace. She held something to her side, probably the source of the tight bearings around his feet, hanging him indignantly on the broken streetlight. “So you know who I am?”

“Everyone knows you. You’re Hawk Moth’s son.”

He knew he should’ve felt a swell of pride, but, nothing.

“You’re ruining our lives.”

“What? I am not.” He flexed his ankles, hoping the bleach-steel boots would loosen her bonds. He had come to threaten and destroy, not be lectured while strapped helpless, yet here he was rolling his eyes dangling. “You’re ruining your own. Now release.”

She stared him down haughtily. “No.”

“That’s a command.”

“Ooh, you’re an akuma. That’s right. I’m supposed to be idiotic enough to think you rule me or something! I’m so scared. What power!” The red figure blurred with more blood that pooled the base of his skull. Better off it made him sluggish, or else he would’ve swung to bite her or something. “Listen, Chat—can I call you Chat?”

He growled, remorsefully appropriately.

“—Thanks to your ‘crime guard’, there’s only more tyranny and less justice going around. Seems you only stop thievery for fun when people just want food. Not to mention one’s who don’t even break your dumb rules! Attacking innocent Parisians and confiscating their goods doesn’t help anything,” the next words came thick, rumbling and bitter, like she’d be deliberated them often, “only yourselves.”

He met her through hooded eyes.

‘Enough of this.’

Chat wrenched the bond from above his swinging head and burned it, from her judgment; a slithering dark coat engulfing the impossible material of her restraints leaving a darker, withered string behind that he snapped through.

Next was a haste. Ladybug found her shoulders locked to the same streetlamp and a far taller teen taping carnal eyes to hers.

“Little lady, I don’t think you should be out so late saying such ridiculous things.” The spread smirk sickened her. He looked too clean, too dressed - too... normal, under the whitish mask. No cold colour sporting his eye bags or lines of dirt, ash, or hunger. A fresh sight she’d begun to despise for envy.

“Now,” the baton he’d abandoned hopped from his foot as he kicked it to his hand, the cool metal forcing her chin up, “it’s considered a felony to disturb an akuma, especially such one as me, but considering your... talent around the city, I say I can offer you a job.”

She mimicked his try at spitting. “Go rot.”

Her surge excited him. Scolding twice, he thinned what he hoped was a chilling gaze she’d burn to memory. “LB...” he said, slow and sly and tantalising, “and here I thought we could be friends.”

“Stop ruining lives with barbaric control and join my team, and just maybe we can.”

Her face sat dully, some dirt across her nose and brows so low and unimpressed he could easily bet her sarcasm level. For some reason, the analysation irked him to brush the glaring streak of smut with the same thumb that’d helped disintegrate her weapon.

Ladybug’s mouth tipped. A question formed in her eyes, but didn’t touch her lips.

He grinned. He’d caught her off guard.

“You repulse me.”

Adrien’s grin bloomed. “Likewise.”

He’d expected her to retaliate at some point or another - throwing his tight grip off and sailing to the sky before he caught her and threw the delusional, justice-starved nuisance at his father’s feet in hopes to receive approvement of any kind. That’d be the end of this chapter.

Instead, she didn’t flinch, as though she had no escape.

But then she smiled.

(The smile mimicked burned memories, and Adrien found his heart suddenly bruised. Of course his new enemy would carry a smile so much like hers. His luck loathed him.)

“Here;”

Something behind her—something definitely not there before—jumped up and flashed before his face. A little black jar with a small-print label unreadable by first glance.

Did she have ‘creating little jar’ powers or something? Was that supposed to scare him?

“Wha—”

“A parting gift.”

Then his face filled with black ink, stinging his eyes and staining his mask, cold splatters indifferent against his suit. He heard the rest of the jar splat in a spiel of glass, the sound coughed on by the dirt. Chat Blanc groaned and rubbed and spat out the dark liquid.

While the next blink, she’d slipped away.

“Oh, and Chat?”

Blood boiling, sore gaze throbbing, he searched helplessly for the spotted girl before seeing that her yoyo-style binder had mended and carried her to the shattered shingles atop the building she’d earlier called her ‘hideout’.

He could follow. He could move. He had to move. He was supposed to extend his baton and lurch and follow her so what was he doing standing covered in ink like an absolute idiot come on Adrien just move—

But she was smiling, and he could see it from there.

“Black’s a much better colour on you. Makes your eyes stand out, don’t you think?”

She vanished.

He didn’t end up moving.

He didn’t even mind his father’s glare that night after stumbling home late, ink-faced and hiding a sheepish grin.

He didn’t even mind that he’d most certainly see her again.

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HPHM Profile - Luca Fawley

This template was posted by @Hogwartsmysterystory and it looks pretty awesome. I might just go ahead and use it for the whole damn Fawley family. But let’s start with Luca. I’ll try to stay true to canon while still respecting the “Remembrance” timeline’s ideas.

(That eye color edit looks so bad omg)

Identity

Name: Luca Jude Fawley

Gender: A-Gendered.

Age: 17 as of Year 6.

Birth Date: December 26th, 1972

Species: (Human, Lycanthrope, Metamorphmagus, Vampire, etc) Human, Wizard.

Blood Status: Pureblood.

Sexuality: Panromantic, Asexual.

Alignment: Neutral Good.

Ethnicity: Biracial, half Scottish and half Iranian.

Nationality: British.

Residence: The Black Sand Apothecary, in a place called Dulcimer Beach.

Myer Briggs Personality Type: INFP.

The Mage

1st Wand:Hazel and Unicorn Hair, 10 1/4 Inches, Swishy. This wand was owned by Nina, Luca’s mother. It was given to them after Jacob’s disappearance rendered Nina unable to use her magic anymore. It was just before Luca went to Hogwarts, where they used Nina’s wand until it was broken by Rakepick.

2nd Wand:Cedar and Unicorn Hair, 11 3/4 Inches, Pliant. This wand was fashioned by Rowan before they came to Hogwarts, but it never “chose” them. It did choose Luca though, in fifth year, just in time for Luca to need another. Rowan could not be happier at this turn of events, and Luca feels as though it’s an honor they don’t deserve.

Animagus: Black Cat.

Misc Magical Abilities: (Legilimen, Seer, Parselmouth, Obscurial, etc) Luca has extreme proficiency in all types of mental magic - Legilimency, Occlumency, Memory Charms, etc - due to a Dark Curse they inherited. A Curse that has plagued the Fawley family for generations. They also have a magical eye, similar to Moody’s, that replaced their left eye at age thirteen.

Boggart Form: For Years 1-5 it was Jacob, embodying all of Luca’s subconscious uncertainties about him. Post-Portrait Vault, it became Merula getting tortured.

Riddikulus Form: Usually nothing. Luca struggles to find humor in their anxieties, and they don’t stand much chance facing a Boggart alone.

Amortentia: (What do they smell like?) Luca’s hair has a distinctly cinnamon-like scent, so probably that.

Amortentia: (What do they smell?) Cat fur, Pine Trees, and Cloves.

Patronus: Cat. Specifically, it takes the form of Luca’s cat, Mitten.

Patronus Memory: Either the Celestial Ball, or the time they reconciled with Rowan after a feud about Ben, and cuddled them in cat-form.

Mirror of Erised: After Chapter 18, I’ll give you one guess. They want their best friend back. They want to take back what happened in the forest.

Specialized/Favorite Spells:The Patronus Charm, the Tickling Charm, and the shrinking Charm.

Appearance

Faceclaim: Keanu Reeves.

Game Appearance:

This is pretty much their mood half the time.

Height: 5′8.

Weight:141 lbs.

Physique: Very skinny and small, overall scrawny.

Eye Colour: Naturally dark brown, but their left eye is a bright blue prosthetic.

Hair Colour: Dark brown.

Skin Tone: Olive skin.

Body Modifications: The Magical Eye replace their left eye, and their right hand has a birthmark of a black star, known as the Mark of Despair. A byproduct of the curse placed on the Fawleys.

Scarring: They still have a few faint pockmark scars on their neck and shoulders from when The Fawleys all caught dragon pox in Luca’s childhood. But these can only be seen under the light.

Inventory: (what do they carry on them?) Luca has a tendency to travel light, but they’re also an emotional sap. They carry their wand, the clothes on their back, and “Beatrice Jr.” the puffskein that Beatrice made for them. After the events of the forbidden forest, they also start carrying Rowan’s cracked glasses.

Allegiances

Hogwarts House: Hufflepuff.

Ilvermorny House: Pukwudgie.

Affiliations/Organizations: Hufflepuff Quidditch Team, Curse-Breaking Apprentices, The Circle of Khanna

Professions: I see Luca eventually becoming a teacher at Hogwarts, as the permanent Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. Can also see Talbott and Penny working alongside them in Transfiguration and Potions, respectively.

Hogwarts Information

Class Proficiencies: (OWL Grade or ★☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆)

Astronomy: Poor.

Charms: Outstanding.

DADA: Exceeds Expectations.

Flying:(N/A. I refuse to accept that Flying has an O.W.L exam.)

Herbology: Poor.

History of Magic: Acceptable.

Potions: Acceptable.

Transfiguration:Acceptable.

Electives:

Care of Magical Creatures: Outstanding.

Ancient Runes: Acceptable.

Quidditch: Chaser.

Extra Curricular: Luca tutored students in Charms, and spent a lot of time doing volunteer work in the Creature Reserve.

Favourite Professors: Flitwick, Mcgonagall, and at one point, Rakepick.

Least Favourite Professors: Dumbledore, Snape, Sprout

Relationships

Brother: Jacob. Luca’s favorite person in the entire world. As Luca grew up, Jacob’s disappearance and the subsequent investigation of his actions led to a serious re-evaluation of their relationship. But ultimately, Jacob was always fighting to protect his sibling.

Misc Siblings: Gail, Luca’s twin sister. Depending on which AU we’re talking about, a lot of different things could have happened to her. She could be still-born. She could be raised apart from Luca. She could grow up beside them. She could take their place as the HPHM protagonist. Take heed, anyone writing twin OCS...all these different paths are going to confuse the hell out of you.

Father: Eric Fawley, who died of a Dragon Pox fever when Luca was seven. Though they were still very young when they lost him, Luca and their father had a positive relationship and Eric’s temperament is probably the closest to Luca’s out of anyone else in the family.

Mother: Nina Fawley, formerly Nina Greengrass. She and Luca always had a positive relationship as they were growing up. For the most part, Nina usually appeared to be a pleasant person. However, she also had skeletons in her closet, and as the years went by her mask began to slip.

Love Interest: Canonically? It’s very likely going to wind up being Merula. She hasn’t been cut from the dating quests yet and I’m an absolute sucker for their dynamic. Merula is lashing out because she’s in pain, but Luca is Healer...otherwise, I really like Luca/Tulip, as well as a poly-ship between those three characters called the Trouble Trio. A small sliver of my heart has also started shipping Luca with Skye as well. Basically, I’m an indecisive bean - but since I’m keeping this as close to canon as possible, let’s say Merula.

Best Friends: By the end of their first Hogwarts term, Luca had formed a true squad with Rowan, Penny, Chiara, and Tonks. The four of them teamed up to trade off sleeping beside Luca each night, to help soothe Luca’s night terrors and insomnia. Luca also saw Ben as a little brother from a young age.

Rival: Ironically enough, it wasn’t Merula. Their rivalry with her was always one-sided. Luca saw far too much of Jacob in Merula, to ever have in them to sincerely dislike her. The only person Luca felt a legitimate rivalry with growing up was Diego. Their personalities just did not click well, and it wasn’t until the N.E.W.T. years that they were able to get past it and find common ground.

Enemy: R of course, has become the deadly enemy that Luca does not understand, but knows they must be defeated. If you were to ask though, Luca’s immediate answer would be Rakepick. There was a time when Luca saw her as a mother figure. But now...after everything she’s done...she needs to die.

Dorm-mates: (Who’s in your MC’s dorm with them?) Rowan, Murphy, Diego. Though Luca also frequently sleeps in the Girl’s Dormitory with Penny, Skye, Tonks, and Chiara.

Pets:Mitten the snowy cat. Merula also has a black cat of her own called Bitten.

Closest Canon Friends: Rowan, Penny, Tonks, Chiara, Ben, Jae.

Closest MC Friends: This one always makes me shy, because I don’t want to be presumptuous, but some of my favorite MC’s that I’ve seen that I bet Luca would get along with are @missnight0wl @thewasp1995 @back-on-my-tulula-shiz @dat-silvers-girl @salaofthenight and @weirdcursedvaultkid

Background/History

Luca was the child of two Healers that met at St. Mungo’s before starting an Apothecary together. Luca saw a lot of their grandparents on Eric’s side, but never met Nina’s family as she was estranged from them.

Luca knew Jae when they were very young - Jae was friends with Jacob prior to his disappearance. Jacob and Jae would combine their efforts to make mischief, and Luca would never approve. They had a falling out with Jae not long before Jacob vanished, and they maintained an uneasy distance until fifth year, where the kitchen detentions saw a reconciliation between the two of them.

The Fawley family was notoriously unlucky, and known for madness. Alice Fawley, Luca’s aunt, went insane after she was tortured by Bellatrix. In the last two years of his life, Eric had a breakdown and cut off his own hand in an attempt to remove the curse. But the Mark of Despair simply reappeared on his remaining hand.

After Jacob disappeared, Luca had a mental breakdown and for years, they could not recall the day that their brother vanished. In the years to come, Flitwick would give them a Pensieve to help them sift through all the turmoil in their head. Luca would eventually learn that their inability to recall the day Jacob disappeared was due to a memory charm placed on them by an unknown entity, perhaps Jacob himself.

Personality

In some ways, Luca is healthier than most people because they are quite emotionally open and not afraid to express their feelings, but know how to do so in an appropriate fashion. They’re also empathetic and able to show kindness and listen when another person needs to express feelings.

In other ways, Luca is a mess. They’re extremely depressed and this interferes with their productivity and relationships. They’re prone to having breakdowns of crying at any emotional shift. They have low self-esteem and tend to believe that they are worthless or a burden.

That said, they appreciate their friends and loved ones more than they can ever convey. To a fault, even. Not only is Luca loyal, but they are highly forgiving of a person’s flaws if it is someone they care about. One could call it enabling, as they are rarely bothered by offenses that such people commit against them.

Luca also has a very merciful attitude. Day one, even though they knew it was Merula who blew up their cauldron, they said nothing and simply took the fall, apologizing to Snape. However, once Luca has been pushed to a breaking point, they can show a surprising amount of backbone. It just takes a lot to get this out of them.

Luca has a nurturing nature and a tendency to reach out to underdogs, to care for those in need. This is what drew them to Ben, Merula, Orion, and Beatrice. Though Luca never holds anger in their heart, the quickest way to see them get angry is to hurt or abuse one of these outcasts that Luca cares for. Part of the reason they become so disillusioned with Dumbledore is because he is in a position of educational power, and the longer Luca attends Hogwarts, the less it seems to them that Dumbledore has any interest in doing his job with integrity.

Misc

Not going to get too much into Fawley family head-canons, since I’ll save that for a different post. But I think Luca was raised Jewish.

They’re lactose intolerant.

Their favorite flower is the chamomille, which is the type of tea they prefer.

They’ve always been Pro-Muggle, though they don’t know the first thing about muggle culture.

Luca never truly wanted to be a Curse-Breaker. It just seemed like a necessary skill-set to learn to find Jacob, and break the Fawley curse.

They’ve known they were trans for as long as they could remember.

They have exceptional abysmal unique skills at naming. Examples include “Barnaby Jr” the Bowtruckle and “Penny Jr” the Abraxan.

They are ambidextrous.

Despite being a mellow person, Luca is oddly drawn to people who are trouble. If a person is problematic, chaos-aligned, or just an overall disaster of a human being, there’s a greater chance that Luca will find them attractive.

They suspected Rowan of being R for a while, much to their own guilt. It led to a feud, but they made up and were closer than ever.

On the other hand, they never suspected Ben, not even when he was unmasked as the Red Cloak. Luca just had a gut feeling that it was too easy, that it was a setup. But Rakepick saving their life cemented her as an ally in Luca’s eyes...that did not end well.

Luca never wanted to be a Prefect, but Rowan and Flitwick talked them into it.

They vastly prefer Wizard’s Chess to Gobstones, something they have in common with Murphy.

They have an unfortunate tendency to unconsciously project familial roles onto people. Bill and Orion were substitutes for Jacob, Flitwick was a substitute father figure, and for a time, Rakepick substituted for Luca’s absentee mother.

Did I miss anything? Hope you guys like it! Should I post others for the Fawley family?

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What Happened?

Heya, so a couple weeks ago I posted my tattoo soulmate AU. I got a bunch of comments asking me to continue. I am definitely continuing. But first a little crack based on a comment by @gusiblacklake

I hope y’all enjoy

AO3. FFnet.

Original Post

Marinette walks out to the front of the school with her bags prepared to leave only to see it pouring outside. She considers making a run for it to the bakery, but after seeing how hard it’s pouring decides to wait out the rain for a bit.

Hearing another student approaching from behind her, Marinette moves to the side of the entrance so she wouldn’t block them. Unfortunately for her, it is Chloe’s friend, Adrien, who just started.

“Hey,” he greets. Marinette turns away, trying to ignore him so he would just go away and leave her alone. A red car pulls up to the front with a young girl in the backseat. The boy sighs and looks at his umbrella, then opens it and takes a step out in the rain. “I just wanted you to know that I was only trying to take the gum off your seat. I swear.”

Marinette huffs still not looking at the blond. “I’ve never been to school before. I’ve never had many friends outside of my father’s associates’ kids. Everything here is all sort of new to me.” The boy turns around and offers Marinette his umbrella. Hesitantly, she reaches out for the offered umbrella, still not trusting the boy in front of her. Suddenly, the umbrella closes over Marinette.

Not a second later, Marinette hears Adrien laughing at her. Believing he purposefully gave her a false umbrella, Marinette quickly opens the umbrella and gives him a strained smile. “Thank you for the umbrella.”

“It was nothing,” Of course, it was nothing. He’s rich. He probably has a ton of better umbrellas back home and just wanted to get rid of this old one ”Well, Marinette, I hope we can become great friends. See you tomorrow!” Adrien waves good-bye, heading into the red car.

“Hopefully not,” Marinette mutters.

Marinette’s phone rings signaling a message from one of her favorite people.

CN: I think I just met my romantic soulmate…

LB: I think I just met my enemy soulmate

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One week later

“Class we have a new student joining us this year. Would you like to introduce yourself?” Madame Bustier asks the brunette in front of her desk.

“Hello, my name is Lila Rossi. I’m originally from Italy, but I’ve traveled all over the world due to my mother being a diplomat,” Lila introduces.

“Since Lila has a hearing condition, she needs to sit near the front. Alya would you mind giving up your seat?”

“Not at all, miss,” Alya replies. She quickly grabs her stuff and gives Marinette a wink.

Once Alya moves, Lila takes her spot right next to Marinette. The brunette gives Marinette a small smile and takes out her notebook.

“Hi, I’m Marinette. It’s very nice to meet you, Lila,” Marinette greets holding out her hand, swallowing her nerves.

Lila’s eyes light up at the sound of Marinette’s name. “Marinette, you say? Well, I hope we can become great friends.”

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“Marinette!!!” Alya runs from the back and grabs Marinette by the wrist. She drags Marinette out of the classroom and towards the library. Alya spots an open table near the back and leads Marinette to the table.

“I have never wanted class to end sooner,” Alya complains as they sit down.

Marinette rolls her eyes. “You just couldn’t wait to talk about Lila.”

“Of course I couldn’t wait! This is your romantic soulmate we’re talking about!” Alya shouts. A loud ‘shh’ is sent their way as the librarian glares at them.

“I don’t know, Alya. She could just be another platonic soulmate. Maybe the four tattoos just means I’m destined to be surrounded by friends,” Marinette frowns, setting her head down on the table.

“THAT’S BULL-“ Another stern glare halts Alya’s shouting. “What I mean is, you are a wonderful and talented girl, Marinette. If the universe didn’t want you to have a romantic soulmate, then it messed up big time.”

“You’re right, Alya,” Marinette stands up. “I’m going to ask Lila out!”

“That’s enough out of you two. Either leave the library or stay silent!” The librarian on duty scolds.

“Sorry, madam,” Marinette apologizes. “We were just leaving.”

Quickly, Marinette and Alya grabbed their things and dashed out of the library.

“So lunch?”

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Back in the classroom

“That was weird,” Nino comments, watching Alya drag Marinette down the hall.

“Yeah,” Adrien shakes his head. Honestly, Adrien thought everything concerning Marinette was weird. Despite all his attempts at trying to talk to her, she seemed to be very scared of him. He originally chalked it up to her being nervous around him, but can’t help but think there might be something more.

Perhaps she has a boyfriend and doesn’t want to hurt either of us.

A tap on his shoulder brings Adrien out of his thoughts. He turns around to face the new girl, Lila.

“Hi, I just wanted to talk privately for a second,” Lila says, double checking that the classroom is empty.

“Sure, what’s up?” Adrien gives the girl a smile in an attempt to appear friendly.

“Well, you’re Felix Graham de Vanily and I think you’re my soulmate,” Lila explains confidently.

Adrien opens his mouth to explain that she has him confused with his cousin, but she raises her hand to stop him.

“I know you probably get that a lot from people interested in your family’s money, but I believe we are meant to be. I already know some of your family. Your aunt Emilie practically taught me everything there is to know about the film industry.” Immediately, alarm bells start going off in Adrien’s head. If this girl was as close to his mother as she claimed, Adrien would definitely know her, yet he has never seen the girl before. “Oh, I’ve also met your cousin Adrien too. He’s the sweetest thing ever. He even gave me some modeling tips. Oh, I’ve also-“

“Let me stop you right there. I’m actually Adrien and I’ve never met you before in my life. I’m not sure who you’re trying to fool, but your lies are not working here.”

Lila huffs in frustration. “I thought you were supposed to be locked up in that big mansion,” Lila mutters. “Well, they may not work on you, but I’m sure everyone else here will believe them.”

“Not if I tell them you’re a liar,” Adrien counters.

“But who’s going to believe you?”

Before Adrien can ask what she means, Lila bursts into tears and runs out of the classroom.

“Wow, she’s good,” Adrien says out loud turning back around to grab his bag.

“Who’s good?”

“Gah!” The unexpected voice caused Adrien to jump backwards into Chloe and Sabrina’s desk.

“Woah, sorry dude. Didn't mean to scare you,” Nino apologizes, reaching out his hand to help Adrien up.

“It’s alright.”

“Who’s good, though?” Nino repeats.

“What? Oh! I was talking about Lila! She’s a liar and just ran out of here fake crying,” Adrien recounts. “She’s probably about to share how I was so mean to her or something.”

Nino’s eyes widened. “Woah, that’s not cool. What should we do?”

“I don’t know. I guess the best thing would be to spread the fact that she is a liar,” Adrien suggests.

“Yeah, we can go tell everyone now at lunch.”

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“Okay, here’s your chance Marinette,” Alya half whispers to the nervous girl next to her. “She’s alone over there. All you have to do is ask if she wants to hang out. It’s that easy.”

Marinette looks over where Lila is sitting alone picking at a sandwich. “Easy,” she repeats with uncertainty.

“You got this!” Alya lightly pushes Marinette towards the brunette.

Marinette starts walking over to the table where Lila is sitting. Unfortunately, as soon as she is near the table she trips letting out a shout as she falls towards the ground. She closes her eyes and flails her arms in an attempt to stop herself from falling. Instead of hitting the ground, she feels a pair of arms catch her.

Marinette slowly raises her head, silently hoping that Lila didn’t see her embarrass herself. The face of Marinette’s savior brings an instant scowl to her face.

“Are you okay Marinette?” Adrien asks with faux concern. Though Marinette wonders if the concern could be genuine, she quickly remembers that it’s Adrien, someone who is meant to bring misery to her life.

Marinette quickly gets herself out of his arms. “I’m fine. Thank you for helping me up,” Marinette moves to brush past him but he grabs her wrist to stop her.

“Wait! Marinette, I needed to talk to you,” Marinette turns to face him. She notices that Alya is surrounded by some of the girls in their class, watching the interaction between her and Adrien. Alya makes a move towards them, but Marinette shakes her head, telling her not to come.

“What do you want to talk about?” Marinette crosses her arms and looks at Adrien expectantly.

“Well, uhh, it’s um about uh Lila,” Adrien scratches his head appearing nervous.

“What about her?” Marinette questions impatiently.

“I-uh I don’t think she’s a good person. She lied about knowing me and my mom an-“

“Let me get this straight,” Marinette interrupts Adrien. “You, Mr. Daddy’s Boy Supermodel, think that Lila isn’t a good person?”

Adrien frowns unsure of how to respond. “Umm, yes…”

“I don’t believe you. For many different reasons, but mainly because I refuse to let you ruin something that could be amazing for me,” Marinette huffs and walks away.

A hand pats Adrien shoulder. “Yeah, you probably should’ve waited to tell Marinette,” Nino says. Adrien sighs, watching Marinette go sit down across from Lila.

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“Mind if we interrupt?” Alya asks Lila and Marinette as her, Rose, Juleka, Mylene, and Alix approach the table the two girls are sitting at.

“Not at all!” Lila exclaims as the girls sit down around the table. “You guys are so welcoming here. I didn’t think I’d meet so many people on my first day!”

“Why on earth would you think that?” Alya questions astonished.

“At my old school people spread a lot of rumors about me that caused me to lose most of my friends. I guess I was worried the same thing would happen here, especially after my run in with Adrien,” Lila looks down at her half eaten sandwich. Marinette inwardly scowls, cursing the blonde model for causing Lila so much distress.

“Well, you don’t have to worry about that here! And you’ve made friends with the best person at this school! Marinette is really amazing and super loyal!” Rose praises, trying to reassure Lila.

As the others start sharing stories of Marinette’s good deeds, Marinette blushes not used to the attention.

“Wow, I’m really lucky to have met you Marinette,” Lila gives Marinette a bright smile. This combined with all the previous praise causes Marinette’s face to turn as red as a tomato.

“Umbrghh,” is all Marinette is able to say due to her brain turning to mush.

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“For homework tonight, finish reading chapter one so we can discuss in class tomorrow,” Madame Bustier instructs as the bell rings, signaling the end of class.

Marinette turns around to look back at Alya only to see the bespectacled girl mouthing ‘do it’. Marinette shakes her head, trying to signal that she couldn’t bring herself to ask Lila over. This causes Alya to huff and quickly gather her things.

Hoping to vent with Alya later about her lack of confidence, Marinette turns back to finish gathering her notebook and pens. Marinette zips up her bag and swings it over her shoulder. She goes to say goodbye to Lila only to see Alya approach the new girl.

“Hey, Lila! This is very last minute, but Marinette wanted me to model some of her designs after school today. Unfortunately, I have to watch my sisters this afternoon. And, well, I suggested Marinette ask you since we’re similar in shape, but she didn’t want to bother you because it’s your first day and all. Marinette is just so sweet like that. I’m asking on her behalf if you would help Marinette out this afternoon?” Alya asks hopefully. Marinette has her head in her palms, silently wishing for the ground to swallow her whole.

“Oh my gosh! I would totally love to Marinette!” Lila exclaims turning around to face Marinette. “I’ll meet you by the front entrance!” Lila grabs her things and runs out of the classroom clearly very eager for the afternoon’s events.

“How-“

“Magic,” Alya jokes, wiggling her fingers as if stuff will magically leave her fingers.

“Got anything to help me not act like a fool?”

“Yeah, it’s this potion I like to call Confidence. Just get a little bit of it and you’ll be fine,” Marinette rolls her eyes, unamused by Alya’s crazy antics. “Trust me, girl. You’ve got this. Just be yourself and Lila can’t miss how amazing you truly are.”

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Marinette awkwardly stares at the floor of her bedroom, not knowing what to say to break the tension in the room. After taking a quick trip to her locker, Marinette immediately took Lila to the bakery, where the brunette was introduced to Marinette’s parents and given way too many pastries. Once they got to Marinette’s room, Lila had immediately started inspecting Marinette’s room.

“So what was it that you wanted me to model?” Lila asks as she takes a seat on Marinette’s chaise.

“Oh, right! Modeling! Umm…” Marinette quickly glances around her room, trying to think of any projects she could have Lila model. Unable to think of anything, Marinette sighs. “Actually, I don’t have anything for you to model. Sorry, I wasted your time.”

Lila takes in a slow breath. “It’s okay, Marinette. You didn’t waste my time. In fact, I was excited to see your work because I sometimes scout out new talent for Gabriel Agreste.”

“Really?” Marinette questions skeptically.

“Yup! I have to say I’m very impressed. I plan to pass this on to Gabriel himself. Though he is rather busy, so it might take a while for him to get back to me.”

“Wow, thank you!” Marinette attempts to not let her disbelief show. “Uh, if you don’t mind me asking, how are you so close with Gabriel Agreste that he trusts you to scout for talent?”

“Well, I actually knew his wife before she disappeared. I got to know him through her and he saw my ability to recognize potential talent,” Lila beams.

“Wow, that’s really something,” Marinette says absentmindedly, the gears in her head turning.

“Yeah,” Lila smiles. “Well, I should get going then. I’ll see you tomorrow Marinette!” Lila’s already out the trapdoor before Marinette can even say goodbye.

Quickly, Marinette grabs her phone and opens her text message chat with Chat Noir.

LB: Quick! What are the odds a 14 year old girl is a talent scout???

CN: Slim to none

LB: *sigh* I thought so

CN: Penny for your thoughts?

LB: I think I have two enemy soulmates and no romantic soulmate

CN: Are you sure? I can’t imagine someone as amazing as you not having a romantic soulmate. Purrhaps things got confusing leading to incorrect conclusions

LB: 3/10 delivery on that pun

CN: Meouch my lady that really stung

Marinette rolls her eyes, wondering how she puts up with this crazy cat. He did have a good point. Maybe her and Luka were meant to be, or even her and Adrien. Scratch that. Adrien was nice about warning her of Lila, but honestly she couldn’t see him as more than a friend.

#miraculous ladybug #miraculous #Marinette #lila #adrien #marinette dupain cheng #adrien agreste #soulmate au #tattoo soulmate au #alya

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thedarkestdragonknight · 5 years

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The Harbinger of Calamities

The Harbinger of Calamities (Normal, Extreme Coming Soon)

Experiments often times end in failure, many suffer and face great pain because of such things. A man once freed from such torment was taken back and now his mind lay broken.

In this world, Jacques fell during the events of Stormblood to the Garlean Empire once again. Being recaptured, he was brought back to the labs of Aulus mal Asina where previous experiments were returned to and greater experiments brought out to try and break the Au Ra. By breaking him they would have him as their ultimate weapon in their quest to unit all the races under one flag and set out to destroy the threat of the Ascians as well as to eliminate the Primals at their cores. But little did they know that by breaking the man they would unleash a monster that would make the former Calamity look like child’s play by comparison. A broken man who had a taste of freedom now becomes the monster that he has always feared he could become.

This boss fight will mix together abilities from the various Dragon Bosses/Trials of the game including Midgardsormr, Bahamut and Nidhogg. It also plays on the Trust System that will be coming in Shadowbringers, if the players have a high enough bond with Jacques an additional option will be available at the end of the fight for them.

“Beautiful… perfect. Yes, you are what we wanted and so much more… A creature of utter destruction, designed to make our enemies bow and serve. Now… go forth, bring about unity and make our enemies turn into our allies.”

The Harbinger of Calamities (Normal) now Accessible — a new duty has been added to the Duty Finder.

So since I know a few people have likely seen this tossed out before I would like to poke @benes-diction @skyysinger @theaetherhealerffxiv @talechaser-ffxiv @lockeff14 and perhaps @thorcatte and @hoshikagon in case you guys want to read this abomination that I have come up with.

Let’s just make another Unending Coil of Bahamut but essentially put it on crack >>

Boss Fight - Jacques Cresent/Bahamut Fury Number of Phases: Four (Concept with Four Phases on Normal and an additional Fifth Phase on Extreme)

Opening Cutscene: Players will enter an area that reminds them of the Lifestream… after rushing into the center of the Arena Jacques will crash down in front of them with his Spear before standing and spreading his wings before Bahamut floats down behind him and the battle starts.

PHASE 1 - A Families Bonds (We’re learning the Mechanics boys!)

Music - [One Winged Angel - Intense Metal Remix]

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Jacques will be in a form that is similar to that of Nael deus Darnus, and slightly larger than your normal male Au Ra at maximum height in the character creation screen. His weapon is a large four bladed scythe, think of the blades as being similar to the sword that Kadaj from Final Fantasy Advent Children with two blades at the top part of the staff and the other two blades at the bottom. Beside him stands what would appear to be a Demi-Bahamut summon however it lacks the Allagan Technology that the Elder Primal had on his body and appears to have a silver coloration. Jacques features in this phase include three pairs of wings (for a total of 6 wings), his tail being longer and more serpent like and his body having more dragon-esque features to tie into his dragon form that he takes on during Phase 3.

Jacques Cresent - Main Target

Auto Attack - Cleaves

Jacques’ auto attacks have a frontal cleave to them, the main tank should tank Jacques facing away from the Party and Melee DPS should stay to his back while slightly to his left or right side.

Dragonfire Dive

Similar to the Dragoon attack, Jacques will pick one target (Usually a DPS or Healer) and leap towards them driving his scythe into the ground and causing a large explosion that deals medium damage to anyone in the area. Target will be marked with a marker and should move away from the group to avoid causing damage to the rest of the party.

Geirskogul

Similar to the Dragoon attack, Jacques will pick on target (Usually a healer) and turn to face them before launching the attack, this attack does heavy damage to the target and medium damage to anyone in the line of the attack. The attack is designated by a large line AOE Marker on the ground. The target of the attack should move close to the outer edge of the arena and away from other party members to avoid damaging the entire party if they are targeted.

Bahamut’s Claw

Tank buster. This attack hits twice within the first phase of this fight and five times in his final phase.

Bahamut’s Favor

Jacques gains the favor of Bahamut and gains a Damage Up buff which will make his attacks deal more damage. This ability stacks and lasts for roughly 30 seconds. The more stacks on Jacques the more damage he will do and the long the buff will last.

Supernova

Jacques will target two players, namely DPS or Healers (He will never target the tanks with this ability) and shoot a large AOE at them. Players should move to the farthest spot away from Jacques to drop the AOE on the ground. This attack does medium damage to the target and leaves behind a medium sized AOE that will add a Bleed effect to anyone who steps into it as well as does heavy damage to players who step into it.

Will of Bahamut

Tether ability, targets DPS or Healers and causes that player to become seduced by Jacques. Players will attack the party and must be DPS’d down to 25% health before they are released from the Mind Control. While under the Mind Control players will have two stacks of Damage Up on them and have a haste like effect causing them to attack faster.

Demi-Bahamut/Shadow of Bahamut - Untargetable Add

Wyrmwave

Bahamut will target a single player and fire a large fire blast that deals unaspected medium damage to the target.

Deathflare

Bahamut will target a DPS Player with marker that signals the attack, this attack does heavy unaspected damage to the targeted player and deals area wide medium damage to anyone nearby. Targeted player should run away from other players to avoid the AOE damage. During phase two this attack will target two players at first and then as Bahamut is closer to death will target four players.

Akh Morn

Bahamut will select a target at random and hit the target with two blasts of unaspected damage. The first attack does heavy damage while the second attack deal medium damage and will do an area wide burst of damage to anyone within the area around the target. The burst damage from the second damage will deal less damage to each target struck by it. 10% less damage for the second target, 20% less for the second target, 30% less damage for the fourth target, 40% less for the fifth and finally 50% less damage for anyone beyond that.

PHASE 2 - His Return (Fury of Bahamut Add Phase, Small DPS Check Phase)

Music - [ Answers - Metal Cover ]

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Jacques will lunge up into the air and leave the fighting arena at around 75% health. During this phase the Demi-Bahamut will enter the arena and become targetable. This is a small DPS check phase in which players must kill the Add before Jacques absorbs all of the Primals Energy and unleashes a devastating attack. The more energy absorbed, the more damage Jacques will do when he returns to the arena for Phase three. If he absorbs all of the Primals energy then the attack is not survivable and the party will wipe. This fight will contain mechanics similar to the Final Coil of Bahamut Turn 4, with some additional mechanics to keep players on their toes.

Fury of Bahamut - Main Target (DPS Check)

Enkindle Bahamut

Adds a Damage Up buff to Bahamaut and orders it to cast Morn Afah.

Morn Afah

Stacking Mechanic, all players will want to stack to spread the damage of the upcoming attack. This attack will target a random player and deals massive damage to them, if players do not stack then this attack can and will more than likely cause a wipe. It is suggested to use a Tank Limit Break to survive this attack as it will only be cast at the beginning of this phase. Either a Tank LB 2 or Paladin LB 3 are suggested, though with proper damage control a Tank LB1 can work.

Flatten

Tank Buster, deals heavy damage to the main tank.

Flare Breath

A large frontal cone attack that deals heavy damage to anyone standing in front of Bahamut. Tanks should make sure that Bahamut is facing away from the party to avoid damaging the rest of the party.

Megaflare

Bahamut will target four players with medium sized AOE rings, players should move away from the group and towards the outer edge of the arena to avoid damaging the rest of the group. After the initial impact, several meteors will drop in the AOE circle dealing medium damage to anyone who is caught in the attack and stun them for five seconds.

Jacques Cresent - Untargetable Target

Dive Bomb

Jacques will do a dive across the center of the arena dealing medium damage to all players caught in the attack and knocking them back. Players should look for where Jacques comes down and move to the left or right to avoid being struck. Players should be ready to heal immediately after Jacques performs a Dive Bomb to avoid taking too much damage from the upcoming Protostar attack.

Protostar

Jacques will cast this attack immediately after using Dive Bomb. This attack does medium party wide damage to the entire group and should be healed through to avoid potential wipes.

Akh Rhai

Jacques will target two players at random causing the ground beneath them to erupt dealing unavoidable damage and dropping several meteors down on the area. Players should immediately move out of the AOE to avoid the rest of the damage caused by the meteors after taking the initial blast from the attack.

PHASE 3 - The Fury of a Dragon (Jacques Dragon Phase, Healer Check Phase)

Music - [[ Dragonsong - Metal Cover ]]

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Upon absorbing the energy of Bahamut, Jacques will disappear from sight. If he reached maximum energy absorbed then the party will instantly wipe upon Jacques’ return to the Arena. When Jacques returns to the Arena he will be in his dragon form, upon landing Jacques will destroy the entire outer ring of the Arena knocking players back. The wall will turn into a fiery barrier that will instantly kill anyone who comes into contact with it, because of this players must stack in the middle of the Arena before Jacques lands to avoid deaths and another potential wipe. Returning Mechanics include Supernova, Will of Bahamut and Bahamut’s Claw.

Bahamut Fury Jacques - Main Target (AOE Hell Phase, Healer Check)

Morn Afah

Similar to the Phase 2 attack, players must stack to mitigate the damage. Deals less damage during this phase as it is used multiple times by Jacques.

Ahk Rhai

Jacques will now target four players instead of two with this attack. Similar to the attack during Phase 2. Players will want to make sure that they move away from the group to avoid damaging other players.

Akh Morn

Is now a stacking mechanic similar to Morn Afah. Jacques will target one player at random and blast them with five blasts that deal medium damage. Players must stack to mitigate the damage.

Hot Wings

This attack is similar to the ability used by Nidhogg. Jacques will turn to face a random player and have two massive AOE’s that will spawn at his sides, players will want to get under him to avoid taking massive damage from the attack.

Hot Tail

This attack is similar to the ability used by Nidhogg. Jacques will once again turn to face a random player and have a large AOE line down where he is standing. Players will want to move to his sides to avoid taking massive damage from the attack.

Protostar

This attack will now strike three times in a row similar to the ability used by Midgardsormr in Alphascape. Players will want to heal through the attack as quickly as possibly since it is usually followed by either Akh Morn or Morn Afah.

Rake

This ability comes in two flavors. The first of which is a heavy tank buster that deals massive damage to the main tank and must be healed through. The second will be Jacques targeting a random player and slamming his claws down as he stomps across the arena towards that player. The targeted player should run away while making sure Jacques will not strike anyone in his path.

Fireball

Jacques will target a player at random and shoot a massive fireball in their direction dealing heavy damage to the targeted player and splash damage to anyone who is nearby. Players should move away from the group when they are targeted to avoid damaging other members of the party.

Teraflare

Jacques will cast this just before his shift into his final phase. This attack does massive party wide damage. Once cast Jacques will transition and leave the arena leaving players with the chance to heal and recover.

• Dragonsong

Spawns in 2 to 3 adds that must be killed quickly. These adds will tether to Jacques giving him a Damage up Buff and should be pulled away to ensure that the buff is removed. Upon being killed the adds will drop a pool of aether that will give players who are inside of it a Damage Up buff as well as Defense Up buff. This is CRITICAL to have during his final phase.

PHASE 4 - Downfall, Aid of the Keeper (DPS Check, Burn Him Down Fast Phase)

Music - [[ Price of Freedom - FF7:CC ]]

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When Jacques reaches 30% Health he will once again leave the arena, this is when he will begin casting his Ultimate Exaflare (Potentially a new more powerful attack Zettaflare). Upon leaving the Arena players will see Midgardsormr fly in (mount version appearance) and land in the middle bringing up his wings and creating a shield. Players will be pulled into the shield by Midgardsormr but will be able to move once Jacques begins casting his attack. Any player that leaves the barrier will be instantly killed once the attack goes off. After casting his Ultimate, the attack will be reflected back onto Jacques striking him down and stunning him. Jacques will then crash down in the center of the Arena and will be dazed for a total of two minutes in his normal form. This is a HARD DPS check and players must bring him down to 20% of his health otherwise they will wipe. Jacques will have many of his Dragoon attacks and abilities, with the return of Bahamut’s Favor, only a couple new abilities to worry about during this phase. It’s simply a melt him as fast as you can phase.

Jacques Cresent - Normal Au Ra Form (Dragoon Abilities, Hard DPS Check)

Heavy Thrust

Similar to the Dragoon Ability however is a Tank Buster in this case. Deals heavy damage to the Main Tank.

True Thrust Combo (True Thrust < Vorpal Thrust < Full Thrust)

Essentially the Dragoon Combo. Jacques will target a random DPS with this attack dealing medium damage to them.

Impulse Drive Combo (Impulse Drive < Disembowel < Chaos Thrust)

Essentially the Dragoon Combo. Jacques will target a random Tank or DPS with this attack dealing medium damage and apply and Damage Over Time debuff to the target. This debuff can be removed with Esuna and should be removed to avoid the player dying to the damage.

Spineshatter Dive

Similar to the Dragoon Ability. Jacques will target a random healer and leap at them dealing medium damage and stunning them for 10 seconds. This stun can be removed with Esuna and should be removed immediately to avoid potential problems.

Blood of Midgardsormr

This ability is similar to the Blood of the Dragon Dragoon ability. Jacques will cast this at the beginning of the fight and gain the ability to use the abilities Fang and Claw with his True Thrust combo and Wheeling Thrust with his Impulse Drive Combo. Additionally this grants him the ability to use Dragonsong on final time before the fight ends.

Nidhogg’s Sight

Activates his Wyrms Eye granting him the ability to use the move Nastrond instead Geirskogul. Additionally anyone that is struck by Nastrond will receive the vulnerability debuff that lasts for 20 seconds. This debuff should be removed with Esuna to avoid taking too much damage and risking a potential wipe.

Deathstrike

Jacques will target a player at random and mark them with a stacking marker. Players will have to stack to mitigate the damage caused. If players do not stack the entire party will be reduced to 1hp and could be potentially wiped if they are not careful.

Growing Threat

Gauge Mechanic, as the fight goes on Jacques will build up his power to once again transform into his dragon form. If the gauge reaches 100 then he will transform once again and cast Exaflare a final time, wiping the entire party.

Ending Cutscene: Upon his defeat, Midgardsormr will once again enter the arena and land down next to the fallen dragon. Jacques will collapse to the ground, panting heavily while he awaits your final judgement.

Players will be given the chance to speak with Midgardsormr if their bond with the wyrm is strong enough. Speaking to Midgard will give players the option to spare Jacques’ life resulting in a different cutscene upon leaving the dungeon.

If players do not have a strong enough bond with Midgardsormr then the ending cutscene that plays will result in the player having no choice but to kill Jacques since he is a danger to himself and to the world.

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shamelessinnerbeast · 5 years

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// I don’t post stuff I write usually here but I needed to train my english and it is linked to the doodles I’m posting these days so here is a little quick fic XP As I stated, absolutely NO shipping in this AU, especially with Damon - I really want to keep this clear as what I think is beautiful is the fact their relationship was truly pure in its own way. //

One single sentence on the phone screen that lighted up and flickered.

« He is dead. »

No need to ask for a name. It wasn't like Chloe really had anyone else, especially a man, besides him in her life. It had been two years already. Two years since they had met. Damon and Chloe. And it was all because of him partially ; Frank felt responsible. Guilty would be a more accurate word actually.

Two years following his orders, working for him. While she was just a 16-year-old kid back then. A hard teacher, a father, since David was not good enough, was even hated by her. Damon or the glorification of evil, of the anger and the aggressiveness that consumed Chloe since William's death.

He had presented her a choice and she had made it. At least, Frank was not to blame this time. How many times had he tried to dissuade her ? Always in vain. She had stuck with Damon. Looking more and more like him, getting dangerously closer and closer to him regarding her mentality and her morals.

Over time, Damon had become the father she had been expecting since William's accident ; now that he was dead too, probably brutally killed in addition considering the kind of life he led, Chloe was certainly utterly destroyed right now. He texted her back urgently.

« Are you safe ? Where are you ? I'll be over there as fast as I can. »

He was now afraid she'd do something very, extremely stupid. He waited. One minute that seemed endless to him.

No reply.

Nothing.

Frank started the RV. Last he heard, they were living in some mobile home ; a completely obsolete place but at least they could each have their own room.

Chloe had thrown the phone away, instantly regretting that she had sent a message to Frank. They used to be some kind of pals... perhaps ? But Frank had never approved her decision to accept Damon's « training », her will to be his legacy maybe even ? To get rid of her fears, to become independent and strong like him. And lonely too.

Lonely. Truly lonely. Now she was.

She had taken his hand and placed it on the top of her head.

Wake up ! Wake up !

Futile.

You know Death, Chloe. It takes and never gives back. You know it. You know how it works.

Red swollen blue eyes that had shed so many tears they were now completely dry and started to sting went slowly up to stare at the bloody torso, pierced with several bullets. They kept traveling up until they found the inanimate face. Blood leaking down the scarred lower lip down onto the beard.

A violent pain constricted her heart and her lungs felt like they had been put on fire again immediately. Hardly swallowing the terrible lump obstructing her throat, she succeeded to stand up. Despite her legs, those stupidly skinny legs, that felt like jelly right now. Without the blood smeared on his face and his jacket, he could have nearly seemed simply sleeping. Chloe's eyes closed as she tried to breathe, her entrails twisting painfully.

Barely breathing, barely living. She felt like the whole world had crashed upon her and she was buried beneath, not even struggling right now to break free. Too numb. Too stunned. But the faint hope this was all just a nightmare was slowly fading away.

Once again, losing a father. At least, she could bid farewell to this one. There wouldn't be anyone else besides her to mourn him anyway. The hurt would turn to anger and to hate. Chloe wasn't of those who retreated into a room, turned off the lights and remained there, trying to cope with whatever they were going through. She had to take action.

Gathering her strength, she tried to get that 180 lbs man out of the seat he had been shot sitting on and began to drag him towards the door she kicked open.

- Always been a heavy guy right Damon ? She tried to grin but failed at it miserably, and her face contorted in pain and sorrow again, while her gloomy sorrowful gaze drifted away, away from the corpse she succeeded to take outside, thanks to her determined repeated efforts.

It was raining. A pouring rain that soaked her to the bone in no time. Like the night she was born. So his face wouldn't get too soiled, she slid hers arms under his armpits and, from there, she managed to drag him to the border of the woods. Slipping in the mud, the grass drowning in the water. She found herself surprisingly still crying ; she just hadn't even noticed it yet with all this damned rain falling upon her.

At some point, while she hadn't reached the desired spot yet, her strength seemed to give up on her and she stumbled, falling to her knees. Mud and blood splattered on her face and clothes, Chloe found herself staring at the dead body, completely still, as cold as it.

- You had to die too... You !.. You... I thought... you were stronger than anyone... I thought nobody could ever kill you... But you too had to... die...

He was not leaving her and she could understand it today, while she couldn't with William. Too young, too angry, a loss too sudden and unexpected. But Damon... As Frank would certainly say it, Damon had it coming.

Brutally shaken by violent erratic sobs, she crumbled near the cadaver. The contact with the icy cold mud and water mixed together somehow calmed her a little, even soothing the pain she still felt wherever she had received blows last night. Damon and her had gotten into some pretty serious trouble with an aspiring drug dealer ; competition was not acceptable.

Her cries decreased until she fell completely silent, still not moving a muscle though. Just lying there on the ground, under the rain, watching the inexpressive bloody face of her boss.

From far away, dizzy as she was, numb to the cold and to the pain, she heard an engine noise. Frank ? She remembered texting him. He knew better than to come near while she was in such a pitiful state for sure. She knew he knew her well enough to keep his distance and wait for her in the mobile home.

It was time. Chloe closed her eyes. Squeezed them shut. Tight. Like her jaws were clenched and she took Damon's hand in her, squeezing it even tighter.

Goodbye.

Opening her eyes, to contemplate the dearest face. This mad dog look. Put to sleep now.

- I'll miss you.

Every single fucking day. I already do.

- They'll pay for what they've done. This is my promise.

It took her so long to bury him properly. Deep enough. So the animals wouldn't dig him up to tear him apart. Even if the earth was soft that night. After several hours, she finally returned inside. It wasn't raining anymore.

When Frank saw her, the sight shocked him. He hadn't seen her for like two months and she looked awful. Bruises all over her arms and her face. Wounded lip. All bloody. And muddy.

But it wasn't about it, it was about the way she looked at him. With empty eyes, expressionless, like all her energy, her enthusiasm had been drained out of her. She looked jaded. Terribly awfully jaded and tired, way too tired for a 18-year-old young woman.

He respected her wish not to utter a single word, not immediately at least. She didn't even look at him ; she went to the counter and filled a glass with whisky, drank it in one go and, out of the blue, buried her face in some large rag. To muffle a scream of rage followed by a succession of quick violent gasps as she tried to catch her breath.

When she finally emerged from it, she breathed deeply, inhaling, exhaling. She was really trying to get over it, to collect herself, but it was still too fresh and it just all kept coming back to her. The pain of discovering him. The pain of knowing all of this was real. She needed to lash out.

In a flash, she grabbed her baseball-bat she had always kept and started smashing everything indistinctively, destroying the fridge, the microwave, the shelves, the TV. Everything. Until Frank was quick enough to grab her arm and stop her. The baseball bat rolled onto the floor ; she let go of it, as he contained her. This bony ball of furor.

- You need this place... You don't want to go back to your mom right ?

After a long minute of silence, she spat bitterly a harsh « no ». Another glass filled and emptied right away. At least, the worst was behind them now.

- Huh... Sorry for your... partner.

- I know what you mean by that and it disgusts me. Why does it have to always come to this ? She retorted curtly, her voice acidic as if she was spitting venom.

Now this was embarrassing ; he should have asked before but he had never dared.

- You two lived together and I know you and I knew him...

- Sounds like in fact you didn't know any of us that well.

She let out an exasperated sigh.

- Still, thanks... I fucking guess.

Frank hardly swallowed. He was walking on eggshells around her today, more than ever. Before she changed, he didn’t give a shit about the words he used, about the fact she could get mad at him... but the Chloe facing him right now could have blown his brains all over the counter in a fit of anger, then regretted it probably, but he still would have been dead anyway. Plus, she was completely on edge right now.

- Heard your friend's back in town.

- Oh do you mean the friend who just completely ignored me, my calls, my messages for years ? Fuck her, she growled lowly, the suffering still there though. Anyway, got better things to do. The bastards who did this to Damon have to pay and only me can make it happen.

Oh shit...

That was definitely not what Frank had been hoping to hear from her. Damon's death, it seemed, hadn’t knocked some sense into her. It just did the opposite.

- You don't have any idea what you’re talking about ! Damon had many, many enemies. Fucking tough guys. People who have influence, who have money.

- I won't let them kill me ! She protested vehemently, shooting daggers at him with those bright icy blue eyes of hers. Everything Damon taught me was for this moment. It all makes sense at last.

- Chloe... Damon is dead. Take it as an opportunity to start a new life. A sane one.

- You don't understand... You don't... not at all... she muttered, shaking her head hanging low, her tone suddenly flat, monotone ; but, all of a sudden, she lifted her head again and yelled, or rather roared : First, I lost William ! And now... Now, they took Damon from me ! I don't care who they are, how rich they are ! How many men I'll have to slay to get to them ! I will find them and I will kill them. All of them !

Her pale blue eyes welling up again, she screamed, breathless, her voice fragile, breaking, throaty :

- I know what you think... You think he's not worth it. You think he's not worth it because he was what they call a bad man ! I can't argue ! He was no saint ! But he never let me down and I loved him ! He was like a father to me !... And I don't care what he did. In my eyes, he was always right.

Even when what he could do was cruel and so wrong.

- Whatever you're going to do is not gonna bring him back but it can send you six feet under the fucking ground with him very fast ! That's what I fuckin' think Chloe ! You're 18 !

- And I am ready to die for a cause I believe in.

- Chloe seriously just think about...

- Get out.

- This is a one-way ticket... You realize that ?

Once you start running wild seeking revenge, it is easy to get lost. And it won't bring you any peace.

As Frank didn't budge right away, she pulled out a knife stuck in a wood-table and yelled at the top of her lungs :

- I said... GET OUT !!!

I have so much to do now.

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surviiived · 4 years

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Emily Dyer

=BASIC INFO= FULL NAME: Lydia Jones (birth name) NICKNAME(S)/ALIAS(ES): Emily Dyer, the Doctor, Survivor PRONUNCIATION(S): Em-i-lee AGE: 27 GENDER: Female SPECIES: Human BIRTH DATE: March 17th SEXUALITY: Bisexual =PERSONALITY= PERSONALITY: Calm, collected, mild mannered, serious, intelligent, responsible, straightforward, nervous (at times), paranoid EMBODYING QUALITY/IDEA: A doctor who is always trying to do what is best for her patients, as she’s made too many mistakes in the past to allow them to repeat. LIKES: Books, herbs, helping people, treating patients, DISLIKES: Coyotes, not being useful, lying FEARS: Having her past catch up to her WEAKNESSES: She is too paranoid and is very quick to think people are out to get her and know about her secrets. Most of the time, she catches herself when she’s spiraling and calms down, but this happens many times every day. STRENGTHS: She is very responsible in a motherly way. If one of the other survivors doesn’t take care of themself, she will scold them in a caring way and will help them. SPECIAL/SIGNIFICANT BELONGINGS: Her syringe that she heals with. =PHYSICAL AND HEALTH INFO= HEIGHT: 5′5″ WEIGHT: 126 lbs BODY TYPE: Physically weak, but not fragile. Slim and of average height. JEWELRY: Simple stud earrings PIERCINGS/TATTOOS: Earrings SCARS/DISTINGUISHING MARKS: N/A =RELATIONSHIP INFO= RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Verse dependent PARENTS: James (alive) and Sarah (deceased) Jones SIBLING(S): Sarah Ann (younger sister, deceased), John, Alexander, Thomas (older brothers, alive) – BEST FRIEND(S): verse dependent (probably emma) FRIENDS: Emma ACQUAINTANCES: other survivors ASSISTANTS: N/A GUARDS: N/A ALLIES: Survivors PETS/SPECIAL ANIMALS: N/A – ENEMIES: Freddy, Kreacher (she just doesn’t like them) MAIN ENEMY(IES): Hunters MOST HATED: Herself =STORY INFO= STATUS: Alive BACKSTORY: Lydia Jones was born into a middle class family and the youngest of five children. She had three older brothers and one older sister. Her father was an excellent shoemaker, which is where the family’s currency came from. Her brothers helped their father with the family business, which left Lydia to tend to their family as a “woman should do” in that time. Her sister, Sarah Ann, died at the young age of 6 (Lydia was only 5 at the time) which severely damaged her mother’s mental health. On top of mental health, her mother developed the illness typhus, which only made her more mentally ill. Lydia was the only one who could take care of her since her brothers and father were so busy with the business. Lydia dealt with her mother’s harsh outbursts and cared for her until her death three years later. Tending to her mother affected her greatly, as she developed a resolve that she would never let someone die of an illness if she could help it ever again. It also made her interested in the medical field and learn of how mental illness can take over someone’s mind. After her mother died, she completed her primary education. Her father was willing to pay for a bit of college for her, but he didn’t believe a woman should get too much of an education and instead take care of the family from home. After getting a taste of med school, Lydia knew that this is what she wanted to do with her life for sure. She started doing minor procedures on her peers in order to make enough money to continue her education, often experimenting on herself to learn what her schooling hadn’t taught her yet. After graduating, she opened her own clinic. Lydia’s clinic started off strong but quickly began to plummet in money—after all, who would ever want to go to a female doctor when they could go to a male one? In order to compensate for her lack of funds, she began to offer secret—and illegal—treatments to patients who actually would want a female doctor performing on them. To make money for the business, Lydia began to perform abortions on her patients, no matter what the circumstance was—as long as they could pay. During this time, she also volunteered to work at the White Sand Street Asylum on Wednesdays. This started out to help people with mental disorders like her mother had, but soon the people here started to force her to do procedures she didn’t want to do—one of them being electroshock therapy on Lisa Beck, who Lydia promised to cure and was unsuccessful. It got to the point where Lydia started to refuse to treat the patients at the mental asylum—that was the first mistake she made. After refusing to ever come back, Lydia became terribly paranoid that she would get in serious trouble for not doing as the asylum wants of her. Soon, while she was in the middle of an abortion patient’s treatment—for Martha Remington—, Lydia began to fear that the people who work for the asylum were just outside her clinic and that she had to run. The paranoia heavily disrupted her decision making and she left Martha and her unborn child on the operating table to die. It wasn’t until the next day that Lydia realized just what she had done. Realizing she’s ruined not only her reputation but her life, Lydia became on the run and changed her name to “Emily Dyer”. Emily was distraught and didn’t know what to do with her life, that is, until she received a mysterious letter telling her to go to a manor and play a game to right one of her past wrongs. Now, she has taken it upon herself to heal whoever needs her at this manor and to make sure Emma Woods—or Lisa Beck—is alright. At least now she could save Lisa... – PLACE OF BIRTH: England PAST LIVING QUARTERS: England CURRENT AND FUTURE HOMES: Oletus Manor – NATIVE LANGUAGE(S): English LANGUAGES SPOKEN: English, Bits of French =TALENTS/OCCUPATION/EDUCATION= OCCUPATION/JOB: Doctor (previously) BOSS: Herself (owned her own clinic) TALENTS: Medical knowledge YEARS OF EDUCATION: 17 LEVEL OF EDUCATION: Med school graduate (top of her class) =GAMEPLAY= WEAPON/ITEM: The elixir in her syringe can heal any injuries no matter what is broken or wounded. Med Master: Carries around a syringe and can heal herself when wounded. The Doctor can heal fatal wounds quickly. Whenever the syringe is used to heal herself, her injuries are reduced by 25% and the time required for self-healing is reduced by half. Due to her medical background, syringes are not depleated when used. Med Elite: Can detect and heal even the slightest injuries. The speed of healing others is increased by 60%, and self-healing speed is increased by 20%. All teammates’ healing speed is increased by 5%. Haughty: Physically weak. Vaulting speed is decreased by 10%. Veterans: Veterans are more vigilant than novices and gain an additional 2 sec boost when hit. EXTERNAL TRAIT: N/A ABILITY: N/A PERSONA: Spectator, Borrowed Time =VERSES= ~ᵗᵃᵏᵉ ᵐʸ ʰᵃⁿᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵉᵉ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᶦᵈᵉⁿᵗᶦᵗʸ~ |COA Verse|: Lydia Jones was once the doctor of a crew of pirates. She was strict, witty, and allowed for no bullshit on the ship—a force to be feared and respected. But after a disaster that destroyed her ship and killed her crew, Lydia died along with her found family—until she was brought back to life by the Netherwalker. Now under the impression that her name is Emily and with no memories of her life before, this Rebirthed woman struggles to find her place within the Abyss. She wants to aid in the heroes of the Bureau but little does she know that she is merely a puppet for their greatest enemy to tow with. ~ʷᵉ ʷᵉʳᵉ ⁿᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵈᵉˢᵗᶦⁿᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ˢᵘʳᵛᶦᵛᵉ; ᶠᵒᵘᵍʰᵗ ᵒᵘʳ ʷᵃʸ ᵗʰʳᵒᵘᵍʰ ᵈᵉᵃᵗʰ ᵗᵒ ᶠᵉᵉˡ ᵃˡᶦᵛᵉ~ |Hunter Verse| Alias: The Black Death Past: Emily—or Lydia, at the time—wanted to be a surgeon. She found a certain thrill in the sight and smell of blood, and she wanted to “help” her patients by removing their “injured parts” permanently... But during the plague, surgeons weren’t at all needed and instead forced to work as regular doctors. When Lydia got ill with the Bubonic Plague, however, she didn’t die—not all the way. She continued to “live” and soon found her body was decomposing itself, so to regain her youth and beauty, she “borrows” the skin of unsuspecting people and operates on herself to replace her decayed skin with healthy flesh. She came to the manor so she can operate on more patients, and she was never one to turn down a bit of blood and pain~ (Ask me for a pic of what she looks like, cause I’ve drawn it out!!) Abilities: Emily has scalpels attached to her fingers. This and her medical knowledge allows her to make the most of her attacks, giving her attacks worth 1.5%. She can see the outline of anyone who is injured (beyond 25%) that’s within her fear radius—even on the very edge—due to her medical knowledge. She can create a mist thick with dangerous bacteria around an area, and the longer a survivor spends in this area, the more their health drains until they are incapacitated. ~ᵒᵘᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵃʳᵏ~ |Out of the Manor Verse|: This is a verse that all of my muses have. This ‘verse’ contains all AU threads, crossovers, and just any interaction that doesn’t take place within Oletus Manor.

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#{ Mun Things }#{ About }#~ᵐᶦʳʳᵒʳ ʷʰᵃᵗ’ˢ ᵗʰᶦˢ ᵗʰᶦⁿᵍ ᶦ ˢᵉᵉˀ ʷʰᵒ ᶦˢ ˢᵗᵃʳᶦⁿᵍ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᵃᵗ ᵐᵉˀ~ [Emily Dyer]

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nycttophilic-a · 5 years

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Atsushi Nakajima

This post in under construction!! Sorry for the inconvenience!!

=BASIC INFO= FULL NAME: Atsushi Nakajima NICKNAME(S)/ALIAS(ES): Man-Tiger/Jinko, Atsushi-kun PRONUNCIATION(S): At-soo-she AGE: 18 GENDER: Male SPECIES: Human (ability user) BIRTH DATE: May 5th SEXUALITY: Pansexual =PERSONALITY= PERSONALITY: Timid, shy, awkward, self-deprecating, determined, frugal, kind, gentle, pushover EMBODYING QUALITY/IDEA: Abused orphan with the secret power to turn into a white tiger. LIKES: Chazuke, cats, chameleons, Yokohama DISLIKES: Himself, his old orphanage FEARS: His old headmaster, hurting someone with his ability, never being enough WEAKNESSES: Timid nature lets people step all over him, but depending on where the thread takes place during the anime’s timeline he could be more direct. Very self deprecating. STRENGTHS: Will do anything for the people he cares about, has a big heart, knows when it’s time to be strong. SPECIAL/SIGNIFICANT BELONGINGS: He left the orphanage with nothing but the clothes on his back. His most significant belonging is the clothes the Agency gave him. =PHYSICAL AND HEALTH INFO= HEIGHT: 5’6” WEIGHT: 121 lbs BODY TYPE: malnourished, rather weak and scrawny. JEWELRY: N/A PIERCINGS/TATTOOS: N/A SCARS/DISTINGUISHING MARKS: Skin has scars and marks from his abuse at the orphanage. His hair is asymmetrical due to bullying as a child =RELATIONSHIP INFO= RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Verse dependent PARENTS: unknown SIBLING(S): N/A – BEST FRIEND(S): Kyouka Izumi, (sometimes) Osamu Dazai, Lucy M. Montgomery FRIENDS: The entire Armed Detective Agency ACQUAINTANCES: police force, Chuuya Nakahara, Ougai Mori, Guild members, Sigma ASSISTANTS: N/A GUARDS: N/A ALLIES: The Armed Detective Agency, Lucy PETS/SPECIAL ANIMALS: A black and white (not striped tho) cat named Jinko – ENEMIES: Port Mafia, (ex) Guild, Decay of Angels, Rats of the House of Dead MAIN ENEMY(IES): Ryunosuke Akutagawa, Fyodor Dostoyevsky MOST HATED: Akutagawa =STORY INFO= STORIES THAT THIS CHARACTER APPEARS IN: Bungou Stray Dogs STATUS: Alive BACKSTORY: Atsushi was thrown away by his parents at a very young age, being found and taken in by the headmaster of the orphanage. Atsushi was often bullied for being the runt, and that was before his ability began to show. Once the headmaster saw glimpses of his ability, he put him through intense torture meant to make Atsushi hate the headmaster instead of himself. When he was 18, he was kicked out of the orphanage and found Osamu Dazai, who informed him of his own ability and then offered the weretiger a place in the ADA. – PLACE OF BIRTH: Tokyo, Japan PAST LIVING QUARTERS: Tokyo CURRENT AND FUTURE HOMES: Yokohama – NATIVE LANGUAGE(S): Japanese LANGUAGES SPOKEN: Japanese, currently learning English, knows a tiny bit of Russian (from being exposed to it) =TALENTS/OCCUPATION/EDUCATION= OCCUPATION/JOB: Detective (in training) in the Armed Detective Agency BOSS: Fukuzawa TALENTS: easy to get along with, happy to learn, sympathetic YEARS OF EDUCATION: 0 LEVEL OF EDUCATION: no formal education =COMBAT= SKILLS/TECHNIQUES: often uses the brute strength he acquires from his ability. Jumps into combat with little to no plan, but thinks very well on the spot. Favors close combat. SPECIAL POWERS: His ability, “Beast Beneath the Moonlight” allows him to turn into a white tiger. Due to Fukuzawa’s ability, Atsushi has gained enough control over his own ability that he can now control what parts of his body change at a time, as well as give himself the tiger’s strength while still mostly his own body. WEAPON(S) OF CHOICE: His own hands/tiger claws STRENGTHS:His claws can cut through ANYTHING, is very quick on the spot, has incredible strength WEAKNESSES: relies too much on his strength and often throws himself into danger without thinking. Still doesn’t have really any formal training in combat and makes things up as he goes. =VERSES=

~í cαn‘t lívє α nσrmαl lífє; í wαѕ rαíѕєd вч thє ѕtrєєtѕ~ [Beast! AU]——An alternate AU where Atsushi is the White Reaper, a pet of the Port Mafia, along with other changes. This verse will be extremely selective as I don’t know much about the Beast novel, so you guys will have to help me lol

~í‘m juѕt líkє чσu! чσu‘rє juѕt líkє mє!~ [Twin! AU]— Atsushi and Atsuki (my boi) Nakajima were both twin orphans in the orphanage before they were kicked out. They share a name for their ability, and as identical twins, have identical abilities. They both joined the ADA together and are the closest of siblings. When they were in pain back in the orphanage, the other was always right there. So now, they must learn to navigate this new world together. When it comes to a twin verse, my “twin” will have the same backstory as yours unless stated otherwise. This is to prevent confusion with differing headcanons and backgrounds.

~єvєn íf í dσn‘t pull thrσugh αm í α hєrσ tσ чσu?~ [Hero! Verse]

— Here, Atsushi is a 3rd year student in the hero department, in the class 3-A taught by Osamu Dazai. Atsushi is an orphan and had lived in an orphanage all his life until he was kicked out at the age of 14 instead of 18. He fled from Yokohama after learning of his quirk, which he previously had no knowledge about, to train to get his powerful quirk under control and become a hero so he can save people, which is his true passion. (Learn more

here

~íf í tσld чσu whαt í wαѕ wσuld чσu turn чσur вαck σn mє?~ [Monster! Verse]—In this AU, Atsushi is a weretiger (surprise surprise XDD) who protects the woods Lia is from. He is human by day and only turns into a weretiger in the full moon, but if there is some moonlight he becomes more like a tiger. Find more info here.

~ín thє dєαd σf níght чσu wєnt dαrk σn mє~ [Aftermath Verse]—A spoiler heavy AU that follows the idea that Dazai will have to go back to the port mafia. Find more info here.

~tσ α ѕєnѕєlєѕѕ вєαtíng; crípplєd αnd вαrєlч вrєαthíng; í tσrє σff mч ѕkín; í‘ll hαng frσm thíѕ nσσѕє~ [Reverse! AU]—A very dark and twisted AU that’s the complete opposite of normal. In this AU, Atsushi is an executive in the Port Mafia, known as the Black Tiger. He’s insane and twisted and very obsessive, and he is Dazai’s personal abuser.

~ѕσund σf mч hєαrt; thє вєαt gσєѕ σn αnd σn~ [Band Verse]—Atsushi is a drummer and a pretty good singer, but he’s very shy and struggles to meet new people. He wants to join a band, but how...??

~í’m α crєαturє whσ‘ѕ up tσ nσ gσσd; í‘ll lσvє чσu líkє α vαmpírє wσuld~ [Vampire Verse]—This verse is very simple and the same for all of the muses that have it: the character is a vampire. This verse is very flexible, so if you have ideas please let me know so we can incorporate it into the thread!! But it’s nothing major, I just love vampires lol

~tαkє mє tσ wσndєrlαnd~ [Wonderland Verse]—A verse that takes place in the AU of Alice in Wonderland. Here, Atsushi takes the place of the White Rabbit.

~hσld чσur вrєαth αnd cσunt thє dαчѕ; wє‘rє grαduαtíng ѕσσn~ [High School Verse]—A verse where Atsushi’s just a normal teen. He is a foster child who has been jumping from family to family. He’s very similar to how he usually is and would rather DIE than go to detention.

#~wíth єvєrчσnє αrσund hєr tєllíng hєr thє wαч tσ gσ; чєαh ѕhє wαlkѕ thrσugh wσrldѕ αlσnє~ [OOC]#~ѕαчíng í‘ll вrєαk σut σf αll thє chαínѕ thαt lσck mє ín mч hєαd~ [Atsushi Nakajima]

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theochelpsquad · 7 years

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Indigo Terzi (Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood OC)

#OhGodIReallyHopeI'mNotAnnoyingAnyone

H: You’re not, don’t worry!

Hi, I’m Fable (pseudonym, obviously). Before I get into this, I want to apologize if you’re flooded with stuff and I’m annoying you, but if you could read Indie’s profile and offer criticism, it’d be really appreciated. (Art Credit to Rinmaru Games). Firstly, yes, this is a world cross OC. I’m sorry if you don’t like those. Also, Indie is paired with Ed. I’m also sorry if you don’t like that.

H: Hi! We didn’t get your art, for some reason. In my opinion, world-cross OCs and OC/Canon pairings aren’t an automatic fail, if they’re done in a way that makes sense. For example, add some backstory to how the world cross happened, or show your OC and the canon character eventually falling in love.

E: Ok, let me tell you, it’s always okay to pair your characters with actual characters in the show, for the most part! But that depends on how close you want to stick to canon (considering the character may already have a love interest in canon). So it’s your decision.

H: Alright, under the cut, because this is a little long!

Name: Indigo Arianna Terzi

Meaning: Blue purple, prophet

Nickname(s): Indie, IAT

Alias: N/A

Age: 14/15 (changes through story)

Race: Greek

E: You might want to change Race to Nationality, and considering the fact that her name is Terzi, you should add that she’s (possibly) Italian.

Gender: Female

Date of Birth:

Birthstone:

H: I’m not sure if this was accidentally not included for some reason, but if you’re looking for a birthday that has some sort of meaning, I’d recommend a date in January (which represents doorways in change, referencing her world cross).

Birth Place: Chicago, IL, USA

Current Location: Somewhere in Amestris probably

H: If you want to add a more specific location, I added a map of Amestris below.

Goal(s): Live…? Master her alchemy

H: What type of alchemy does she have? Does she need gloves like Roy or a transmutation circle to do it? Maybe try to link her form of alchemy to her life back at home or her childhood if you can.

Like(s): Musical theatre/acting/singing/dancing, books, learning new things, comfy chair, hot chocolate, puns, playing with people’s hair, being alone with her thoughts, listening to other people talk/sing, bay windows, patterns and symmetry, logic, romance, history, studying how things work, pretty colors, pasta, dogs, children, hugs and human warmth, going shopping

Dislike(s): Being bored, people mocking people for things they like, homophobes, unprovoked violence, needles/doctors, unfamiliar people, being without her phone and bag, conflicting patterns/colors, asymmetry, complicated math, silence, loneliness

Hobbies/Habits: Hobbies: Writing, reading, singing, dancing, playing with hair, taking pictures, keeping a journal/Habits: Biting nails, twirling hair, licks lips

Flaws: Sarcastic, comes off as cold/indifferent/annoying, has little self confidence, over thinks

E: I think that you might want to add a couple more flaws, some that will make her a bit more realistic. Maybe she’s a compulsive liar, maybe she often has tunnel vision with regards to others’ feelings and emotions, maybe she has a really short temper.

H: I really like how complicated and realistic these traits make her together!

Fears: Needles/doctors, being abandoned

Personality: Comes off as very cold and emotionless, guarded until she knows someone, awkward when flustered, passionate, can act childish, self depreciating, stressed, sarcastic, tries to be humorous and relate to people, intelligent, confused (not about anything in particular, just confused), aware of the world and it’s dangers, over thinks things, often daydreaming/lost in thought, true to herself

H: To me, she sounds like a character who prefers to be self-reliant. If you want to humanize her and her relationship with other characters, you can add some problems she faces trying to express her feelings to them freely.

Status: Alive

Appearance

Skin Color: Olive

Body Build: Slight, petite

Eye Color: Indigo (hence name)

H: How does she have indigo eyes? Did she live in an AU where purple, red, and other unusual eye colors were considered normal? Did she live in regular Chicago, but her eyes looked indigo in a certain light?

E: Indigo eyes are very rare. In fact, I think it may be one of the rarest eye colors in humans. But I’m sure she could have dark blue eyes!

H: Dark blue eyes could definitely work, and they do look indigo sometimes.

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H: Then again, some characters from FMA have unrealistic hair and eye colors, like Rose Thomas, so it’s not a big deal.

Hair Color: Dark brown

Hair Style: Down to ribs when down, but usually looks shorter because it’s in a high ponytail atop her head

Height: 5’

Weight: 88 lbs

H: Considering her age, she would normally be around 5′4″ and 105 pounds. If you want to keep your current measurements, you should consider adding a reason for them. Maybe Indigo has a sort of nutritional deficiency that stunts her growth? I know somebody who struggles with that, and they have to eat sugary things constantly to keep themselves healthy. That deficiency could make her story more interesting, as she now needs to concentrate on what she needs to eat, too, while also surviving in a different world.

Automail: None

Other: Scar under right eye from falling down stairs as a kid

E: To be honest, I think that any falling injuries that would give her a cut under her eyes would also (in most cases) damage the bone in her face around her eyes.

H: If you want to keep the scar, burns, car crashes, and bike accidents are all common childhood injuries and could all cause a scar. However, falling down the stairs could also cut her without damaging her bone structure if she landed on something sharp, like a vase.

Clothing of Choice: Black leggings, black combat boots, gray undershirt, dark green hooded jacket, brown messenger bag

Abilities

Occupation: None at the moment

Alchemic Element or Transmutation Specialty: All

State Alchemist? No

State Alchemist Name: N/A

Weapon of Choice: Preferably no weapon, but fists if needed

Fighting Style: Aikido

[Scale 1-10, 1 = lowest, 10 = highest]

Alchemy Usage: 8/10 (eventually)

Swordsman and/or Gunmanship: 2/10

Martial Arts Skill: 9/10

Defense: 8/10

Offense: 4/10

Teamwork: 6/10

H: These statistics seem to really fit her character, down to her guarded nature being translated to high defense stats! I’d try not to change these if possible.

Relationships

Parents: Helena Pallas-Terzi, Dion Terzi

Sibling(s): N/A

Other Relative(s): Petros Pallas (maternal grandfather), Elaine Galanis-Pallas (maternal grandmother), Markos Terzi (paternal grandfather), Tessa Elias-Terzi (paternal grandmother)

Love Interest(s): Edward Elric

Best Friends: Li Shan/Sean Lee, Edward Elric, Alphonse Elric

Friends: Winry Rockbell, Ling Yao/Greed, Lan Fan, May Chang/Xiao May, chimeras, Paninya

Enemy(ies): Father Cornello, Father, Pride, Lust, Envy, Wrath

Hero(es): Helena Passas-Terzi, Riza Hawkeye, Izumi Curtis

Rival(s): (Jokingly) Edward Elric, Roy Mustang

H: Though you didn’t have much room to do so here, I’d expand on her relationships and how they formed. Maybe Ed took her in when she appeared in Amestris? That would explain most of these relationships, seeing as Ed knows all of these people, but how would she know Cornello and the homunculi? Does she appear in the show’s timeline? Alternatively, does this happen after the show, but do these enemies come back? This could be a great opportunity for some incredible word building.

Quote(s): “This-this automail, this body, doesn’t define who you are.” “I don’t really do ‘healthy’ amounts of sleep when there’s work to be done.”

History/Backstory:

Indie was born in Chicago, Illinois. She is the only child of Helena and Dion Terzi, and was named after her dark blue eyes. She grew up in a cozy apartment in the city, always healthy and happy. Both of her parents were artists (Helena was a painter while Dion was a composer), and they heavily encouraged creativity in their daughter.

Indie was always drawn to creative outlets, and was frequently doodling, writing, and humming. However, she also knew that her parents wouldn’t tolerate failure (or perhaps, she realized later in life, it was her who wouldn’t accept it), and therefore did very well in school. Though she wasn’t disliked, per se, her classmates found her a bit strange, given her unusual intellect and shy tendencies.

Helena, a long time Chicago resident, knew how dangerous the city could be. She signed Indie up for aikido so that she could learn self defense. Indie was decent. She wasn’t a top-notch, best in the country student, but she knew enough to the point that she could defend herself without harming her attacker.

While in elementary school, Indie’s nose was always buried in a book or notebook. She was fascinated by higher level education and entertained herself by doing things like memorizing the periodic table. It wasn’t because she wanted to show off. She simply enjoyed memorizing and trying out new things. She didn’t know that it would annoy her classmates to the point where they would tease her viciously, picking away at her insecurities. The teasing eventually got so bad that Indie would claim to be sick to get out of school. This happened so often that Dion took Indie to the doctor, who said nothing was wrong.

E: Does she have another mental illness? Some illnesses can give people a wider memory and an aptitude with higher level thinking. (What was described seems a bit unnatural for a neurotypical person of that age.)

As a result, Helena and Dion became worried and took Indie to a psychologist, who diagnosed her with social anxiety and depression. Indie was put on medication and moved schools to a private school for her middle school and high school years.

It was here that Indie flourished. She was still quiet, but, with encouragement from Dion, tried out for the musical in sixth grade, and, to her surprise, was cast. It was a small chorus role, but a role nonetheless. And thus Indie’s passion was discovered. Musical theatre became a second home for Indie, and she came out of her shell when she went onstage. She gained self-confidence as she moved up the ranks of the cast. She became very close to a stage manager named Sean Lee (birth name Li Shan), but no, they do not date, they’re just close friends.

Overall, Indie’s life was looking up. And then she saw that damn red stone.

Trivia/Fun Facts:

Indie’s blue eyes were inherited from her maternal grandfather, Petros

Indie’s father, Dion, came from Greece to Chicago to study, where he met Helena. His parents still remain in Greece and visit every few years

Her first leading role was Elphaba in Wicked

Lola played Glinda

Indie’s favorite color is actually purple

The reason Indie was able to pass through the Gate and not give up any limbs or her voice is that she had a necklace containing a Philosopher’s Stone that her grandmother had sent from Greece for her 14th birthday

H: I think this is a really important fact that should be expanded upon. Did her grandmother know about the stone or did she not know about its power? How did she come across it?

Indie is allergic to bee stings

Helena and Dion actually were going to have a child before Indie, but Helena suffered a miscarriage, meaning that Indie was a miracle and a blessing to both of them

Indie practically generates warmth, and is often hugged by Sean, who is perpetually cold

Indie’s favorite book (besides Fullmetal Alchemist) is Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix

H: Unless I’m reading into this wrong, Indigo comes from a world that knows about FMA into the actual FMA universe. Does this mean that FMA was based off of a real story/universe? Or did someone create an alternate universe based on the FMA story? To keep your story from getting too complicated, I wouldn’t make FMA exist as a story in her universe, but Indigo isn’t my OC, after all!

E: (THE GOBLET OF FIRE WAS BETTER INDIE CAN MEET ME IN THE PIT!!!!)

Indie’s fear of needles came from when she was about 6 and was given an antibiotic for an infection. The antibiotic had a side effect of delirium, and, when the doctors came to draw blood, Indie saw nothing but the needles and though she was going to be stabbed

The total number of notebooks that Indie has filled with stories, notes, personal poems and songs, or choreography throughout her life is around 25-30

Indie loves games involving memorization, like Memory and recreating sequences

Indie’s brown messenger bag is like a safety blanket, and she never leaves anywhere without it

It was a gift from her parents for Christmas when she was 11

H: I really like these small tidbits, even if they don’t contribute to her story! They make Indigo seem very real and imperfect.

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E: You write really well! Keep up the good work! I love your character. She’s very fleshed-out and realistic (to the point where I think she’s based off of someone real!) and with any free time you have, I think it’d be ideal that you pursue her story!

Also, on an ending note, you can also have fun bending canon if you want! Sure, Winry might end up with Edward at the end, but if you want her to fall in love with Paninya (for whatever reason,,, ;O ) you can!

But with OCs, usually the problem lies in the power that you give them. Remember, even though the content is free for examination and recreation, if you want a realistic (ha ha, realistic, it’s anime, but you get what I mean) character, you need to make sure you don’t give them a god-like ability and a perfect life. Mistakes happen. One day, in a tragic accident, a character might lose a leg halfway through the story.

(That’s confusingly worded, but to put it in simpler terms, every character messes up. Also, to keep the story realistic, not every character has to emerge in one piece.)

H: Overall, I also really liked Indigo. I feel that she’s very realistic, and I don’t see many things you could change with her character that would improve her. The worldbuilding can be explored a little, but I think you’ve already created an interesting beginning that could make an awesome story. There’s a lot of great potential in this, and I encourage you to keep working on it!

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