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their-destinys-writer · 1 year

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The Trials of Confessing - Chapter 1

Rated: Teen

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A/N: This little story was posted in my Patreon a while ago. Since I started posting a new story there, I thought I’d finally bring this here. If you can’t wait to read the remaining chapters, you can read the full story on Patreon right now! As for the timeline of this story, this takes place right after Oblivio.

Chapter 1

“I just don’t get it,” Adrien said for the hundredth time since he got home.

He had already stared at the picture of him and Ladybug kissing for about two hours, and for the life of him still could not figure out what he did right during their amnesia period. What did memory-less Adrien do right? How did he charm her? Had his personality even been the same? Or had it been a fluke?

No, they both looked too happy for it to have been a fluke. They had obviously cared for each other during that time. The hand holding proved that. So, again: What. Did. He. Do?!

And his head started hurting.

“Uuugh.” He banged his head against the desk, worsening the dull pain. “I,” thunk, “don’t,” thunk, “get,” thunk, “it.”

Thunk.

Plagg groaned. “I get it. You don’t get it. Can’t you just sleep on it?”

“I don’t want to sleep on it!” Adrien whined. “I need to figure out what I did right.”

“What guarantee is there that whatever you did will work again? It’s not like she had the memories to remember she hates your puns.”

“Or what if I did pun, but this time it worked, because she didn’t know me already? What if I did what I usually did, but lack of baggage is what charmed her?”

“You’re such a drama queen,” Plagg complained. “I don’t get why you’re getting so worked up over it. You don’t even know if it was something you did.”

Adrien was about to retort but paused instead, slightly lifting his head.

Plagg… had a point. Any number of things could have happened for them to end up kissing like that. And yet, they managed to beat the akuma, possibly meaning that their personalities didn’t change much. And there was one thing he knew Ladybug wasn’t: fickle.

Taking that in consideration, the chances that he did something he wouldn’t have done as Chat Noir were probably slim. So something else must have been in play. Something both of them could relate to, that made them think they were an item.

Something like proof that they knew each other.

“Plagg,” Adrien gasped, grabbing the little cat and hugging him to his face. “You are a genius!”

“What?! What I do?” Plagg said, as he struggled against the boy’s sudden affections.

“If Ladybug and I were able to defeat the akuma without our memories, then maybe our personalities didn’t change after we got hit,” he explained.

“Your point?”

“It would take a whole lot for Ladybug to decide that I’m important to her,” he continued. “The only way she could think we are important to each other is if we somehow know each other. That maybe we found each other in our phones.”

“Wasn’t your phone dead when you got back to the bus?”

“Yes. Meaning I must’ve used it during that time. We must’ve had each other’s phone numbers, or pictures together.”

“Or she simply had one of your bagillion pictures as a wallpaper and is just a fan.”

Adrien shook his head. “I doubt it. Ladybug has expressed that she’s in love with someone. I doubt she would have a picture of me as her wallpaper if she’s in love—” He stopped suddenly. His eyes rounded. “WHAT IF SHE’S IN LOVE WITH ME?!”

He let go of Plagg and grabbed his hair instead.

“Even that’s a stretch, if you ask me,” said the small god, brushing his whiskers straight.

“But think about it!” Adrien insisted. “Ladybug is already in love. With someone from her civilian life. It would make sense it’s someone she knows well enough to have pictures with. And yet, when we lost our memories, she kissed me. And not just any kiss, either.” He turned towards the picture on his computer screen. “That looks nothing like the kiss she gave me during Dark Cupid. I can tell we’re very in love there. The only way she could’ve kissed me like that is if she thought I was truly important to her. Something has to have made her believe that.”

“How can you be sure she didn’t just find you cute?”

Adrien sighed. “As much as I’d like to say that she couldn’t resist my feline charms… I think it takes more than looks to really make an impression on Ladybug.”

“If you say so. Either way, even if you’re right, I doubt that would matter to Ladybug. The baggage is back, so who cares!”

“Actually,” Adrien started, eyes squinting, “she might agree.”

“Wait. Don’t—”

“Plagg, transform me!”

* * *

Ladybug was skeptical. And if she was being honest, a little afraid. Afraid Chat Noir had only called her to brag about how he wooed her that day. Or to insist once again that they belong together. Nevertheless, she liked to think Chat Noir wouldn’t waste her time like that, which was why she found herself swinging towards one of their many meeting places, on top of an apartment building. As she landed behind his dark figure, she took a deep breath and spoke.

“We didn’t have patrol scheduled for today.”

“You came!” Chat Noir said, turning and standing up.

“It sounded important,” Ladybug responded, as she placed the yo-yo on her hip. “Everything okay?”

“Um, depends?” Ladybug tilted her head. “It’s about today’s kiss.”

The heroine deflated. “Chat, I told you, I’m not in love with you—”

“No, I know what you said,” he rushed to say. “And I think you’re right… And wrong.”

“Okaaay?” Ladybug frowned at the unexpected turn. “I don’t get it. Am I wrong, or right?”

Chat Noir gestured for them to sit down. Ladybug did as asked, in hopes this would be a proper conversation of the boy’s constant advances. If she was being honest, her patience was starting to wear thin, especially with his behavior when they saw the picture after Oblivio.

“So,” Chat Noir started, “I think I figured out how the kiss happened. The most… logical way it could’ve happened.” He paused, as if waiting for a response. But Ladybug remained expectant, so he continued. “I think there’s a good chance that the boy you’re in love with is civilian me.”

There was silence. Ladybug watched him, bewildered. She got the urge to laugh, but quickly swallowed it, knowing it could potentially hurt his feelings.

“W-What makes you say that?” she asked instead.

“Because, I’ve been thinking about it all afternoon, and I realized you would never kiss me unless you were given a really good reason to.”

Ladybug blinked. “Um, wow. Uh… That’s actually right. But we weren’t ourselves then. How would you know if our personalities remained?”

“Because we beat the akuma,” Chat Noir responded. “It takes a lot of wit and creativity to beat an akuma, and the fact that we did it makes me think that our personalities didn’t change that much. I…I don’t think I wooed you like I thought at first. I think something happened that made us think we’re important to each other.”

“Something like what?”

“Like finding out that we know each other as civilians. And, maybe… my civilian identity is the boy you love?”

There was a pause. Ladybug’s eyes grew in size as she processed what he just implied. This time, she was unable to contain it: a loud cackle ripped from her lungs, her hands on her sides. Like she had heard the funniest joke of the year. Meanwhile, Chat Noir’s face contorted into an offended pout.

“Jeez, I didn’t know the idea was so hilarious.”

“I’m sorry!” Ladybug wheezed. “It’s just that the idea of you and the boy I’m in love with being the same is insane. You two are so different!”

“I’ll have you know that the way I act as civilian me can often be very different from superhero me.”

“Re-Really?” Ladybug’s laughter started dying down.

“Yeah. You have no idea what I have to be when I take off the mask.”

“You’re right, I don’t. I’m sorry. It’s just very unbelievable to me. And very convenient to you.”

“You really don’t think I can be the same boy?”

“Well—” Ladybug was about to say ‘no,’ but was immediately reminded of that time Alya compared Adrien with Chat Noir. Or how Adrien was the person Claire Nightingale chose to play Chat Noir in her music video for their similarities.

“Uh, Ladybug? Are you okay? You look kinda pale.”

“HUH?!” she yelped at the sound of her partner’s voice. “I’m fine! I’m, I’m… I’m not sure.”

“You think I might be right?!” Chat Noir squeaked, seeming surprised to have convinced her.

“I don’t know!” Ladybug attempted to clear up. “But, you actually have a point. I wouldn’t have kissed you for your looks alone. Something had to convince me, so… Oh gosh, you might be on to something.”

“I can’t believe you agree!”

“Chat Noir, I know you tend to be the muscle in fights, but you’re not an idiot.”

“I can’t believe I might be the boy you like!”

“Okay, okay, let’s say you’re right,” Ladybug said, attempting to regain control of the conversation. “What do we even do with that information? We’re not supposed to tell each other who we are. And if we’re wrong, we’d reveal ourselves to total strangers and possibly hurt our friendship.”

“Hmm.” Chat Noir placed a hand on his chin. He then snapped his fingers. “I have an idea!”

“Do I want to hear this?” Ladybug groaned.

Chat Noir gave her a pleading look, so she gestured him to say his piece.

“What if you confess to the guy you’re in love with?” Ladybug tilted her head. He continued. “Since I’ll know you’ll be confessing, I’ll know that whatever girl comes to me tomorrow, or whatever day we pick, will be you. If you’re so sure that I’m not the guy you’re in love with, then if you confess to him, it wouldn’t be me. But if it is…”

“Are you sure you want to take that risk?” Ladybug asked, worriedly. “What if it’s not you? You’re basically giving me your blessing to be with someone else.”

“I’m sure I’m right,” he said confidently. “I don’t have to worry about you ending up with some other guy, when I know I’m right.”

Ladybug shook her head. “I’m still not fully convinced… But,” she bit her lip, “I do like the idea of finally confessing. Even if he turns me down.”

“Great! So tomorrow, confess your love, and we can figure out this whole thing!”

“Wait! We need a plan.”

“Why? We already have it.”

“What if someone else confesses before I do?” she pointed out. “If you’re right, but someone else beats me to it, you’d end up thinking I’m someone else.”

“Hmm. You make a good point.” Chat Noir pondered. “I did get confessed to at least three times in the last month.”

“Sure you did,” Ladybug teased.

“I’ll have you know I am much more popular underneath the mask than you think.”

Ladybug giggled. “I don’t doubt it. I’m sure you’re real smooth in school. I can imagine you flirting with girls in a leather jacket and sunglasses.”

“Huh.” Chat Noir stroke his chin. “I should try out the leathery bad-boy look. I do rock this suit pretty well.”

Ladybug laughed at his antics. She was glad to always be able to count on his witty remarks. Never easily embarrassed, the kitty cat.

Chat Noir snapped his fingers. “I got it. Wear green ribbons on your hair for your confession.”

“If only half my school didn’t wear them,” Ladybug said. “There’s a Chat Noir fan club that wears them on occasion. And the last thing I wanna look like while I confess to the boy I love is like a fan of another boy. If he turns out to not be you.”

“Alright. Buy him a gift then.”

“Any girl could bring something along with her confession.”

“Something unique then.”

“Hmm.”

Ladybug thought for a moment, until an idea popped up. She asked Chat Noir to wait a moment for her and attached her yo-yo to the nearest chimney. She lowered herself enough to reach a window where there was a middle-aged man working on a laptop on his desk. She lightly knocked on the glass, hoping to not startle the man, yet failing anyway, from what she could tell from how his computer moved several inches away from him.

Hoping to come off friendly, Ladybug waved at him. The man hastily opened the window.

“Woah, Ladybug! Knocking on my building!”

“Good evening, sir! Do you mind if I could have a piece of paper and borrow a pen?”

“Oh, of course!” the man said. An array of papers flew around the desk, right before he presented the heroine with what she asked. “You can keep the pen. I’ve got tons.”

Ladybug thanked him and bid him goodbye before rising back up to the rooftop. She sat down and started scribbling on the piece of paper. She stopped, tapping her lips with the end of the pen.

“Can I borrow your hand?” she asked.

Chat Noir lifted both his hands. Ladybug took the one with the ring and pulled it under her arm, away from view. She could feel Chat Noir hovering behind her, moving from one shoulder to the other. Like the curious cat that he was. When finished, she broke the paper in two and pressed them against her chest while she turned back to her partner.

“Is that a love letter?” Chat Noir purred.

Ladybug squinted. “No. It’s a design.”

She turned the papers around, revealing a simple shape of a ladybug in the middle of the trace of his ring.

“I will make his favorite pastry with a unique packaging. I’ll use green and black, and on a corner of it, I will place this design.”

Chat Noir blinked. “Wow,” he breathed. “M’Lady, I knew you were smart, but had no idea you could also design so well.”

“There are many things you don’t know about me, Chaton.”

“Or so you think,” he teased, leaning towards her.

“Eh, don’t get ahead of yourself,” Ladybug retorted, placing a finger on the tip of his nose and pushing him away. “I still think you’re wrong.”

“And I think I’m right.”

Ladybug giggled, but became thoughtful almost immediately.

“If you’re right, what would that mean for us?” She pondered. “We would be revealing our identities against Master Fu’s wishes… Oh no, this is a terrible idea!”

“Well… um, I guess I didn’t think about that,” Chat Noir mumbled. “We don’t have to. Maybe wait until after we beat Hawkmoth.”

“But if I do that, the boy I love might end up with someone else and I might never get the chance to tell him how I feel!”

“Then confess.”

“But if I confess and you’re right, we’d be breaking the one rule Master Fu gave us. What will happen then?”

“We’ll cross that bridge when we get there,” Chat Noir determined. Ladybug pressed her lips together. “Sometimes, some risks are worth taking. And we don’t know how long it’ll take us to beat Hawkmoth. Would you wait another year or two to confess your love to someone?”

Ladybug took a deep breath. “I don’t want to. And I’m so tired of that rule too…”

“You are?”

“I always have,” she admitted. “But duty has always come first.”

“But now?” Chat Noir asked quietly.

Ladybug glanced at him. “But now, I feel like asking for forgiveness instead of permission. Besides, you could still be wrong.”

“Maybe.” He shrugged. “Or maybe not. But I’d like to find out.”

“Honestly, I’m curious, too.”

“Welp, whatever happens,” Chat Noir grabbed the blue pen and one of the papers from her hands, “a little something to remember me by. Just in case.”

Ladybug watched as he drew a cartoon cat face next to the design she created. He then proceeded to hand it back. Though, he seemed to have forgotten how to hold a pen while wearing claws.

“You poked a hole in the pen!” she gasped, looking at the newly-made wound on the cheap pen.

“Oops,” Chat Noir chuckled. “Hazards of my sharp grip.”

“Chat—”

“Sorry.”

Nevertheless, Ladybug laughed as she shook her head. “It’s fine,” she said. “Another something to remember you by, right?”

“I guess it is,” he chuckled.

* * *

Adrien had a hard time hiding his excitement the next morning. With everything he did, a grin was plastered on his face. He tried concentrating on what he was doing, but a thought of a mysterious girl walking up to him with a delicious macaron kept sneaking into his mind. Making him smile like a fool by himself.

By the time he got to school, he tried controlling his features. With little success. As he met up with Nino, the boy stared weirdly at him. As they got to the lockers, Nino asked: “Why do you keep smiling like that?”

“It’s nothing,” Adrien shook off.

Right before their first class started, he asked again: “You’re still smiling. What’s so funny?”

“Nothing,” Adrien insisted.

By the time they got out of the class and went back to the lockers, Nino seemed to have had enough.

“Dude, seriously, you’re creeping me out,” he insisted, as he slammed his locker close. “What is going on?”

“Okay, fine,” Adrien relented. “What’s happening is that I’m in love.”

“Kagami?”

“No, someone else,” Adrien exhaled wistfully. “This girl… She’s brave, sweet, funny, just all around wonderful. She’s the greatest girl I’ve ever met and she’s gonna confess her love for me today.”

“Wait, what? Hold up, rewind.” Nino made a gesture imitating the word with his hands. “Why is this the first I ever hear about this girl?”

“Well, we don’t know each other in person,” Adrien cringed, scratching the back of his head. “I don’t even know what she really looks like. But she told me she’s confessing and I cannot wait to finally meet her in person.”

“Does she have a name, at least?”

“Uuuh, not yet,” Adrien admitted. “We only know each other by nicknames. It’s kind of a long story. But the point is that some girl is gonna confess her undying love for me, and I’m finally gonna be with the girl of my dreams.”

Adrien gazed starry-eyed into the distance, as he imagined a faceless girl in red with black polka-dots lovingly saying the three words he longed for.

“Wow,” Nino whispered. “You really got it bad for this girl.” He took a deep breath. “Welp, I’m really happy for you, dude. Whoever this girl is, I hope she’s everything you hope for.”

“Thanks,” Adrien sighed, closing his locker and starting his way to their next class. “Gotta admit, though, I’m a little nervous.”

“That’s a first!” Nino laughed. “I remember you were the one who was helping me when I liked Marinette.”

“All that, for you to end up with Alya,” Adrien teased.

“What can I say, love comes with whom you least expect it,” Nino said with a wistful sigh. Yet when he spoke again, his tone became more serious. “I have to ask, though, how do you know that this girl is really in love with you, and is not just a fan?”

“I know her,” Adrien responded. “I know she’s not the kind of girl to—”

“Adrien?”

The boy’s heart thudded against his chest. He slowly turned around, but only found the school president of his fanclub before him.

“Oh, hi Christie. What’s up?”

“I need to tell you something important.” She stepped forwards until she was only a meter apart. She took a deep breath and said: “I’m in love with you.”

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#miraculous ladybug #the trials of confessing #ttoc #miraculous ladybug fanfic #Chat Noir #Adrien Agreste #Marinette Dupain-Cheng #Ladynoir #Adrinette

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bluecoolr · 1 year

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For Life Or Until Fault

Alt Timeline 2.0 Darrell Todd (Odile's Darrell) Introduction

@solmints-messyocdiary

Warnings: MINORS DNI! Main character/s are slasher ocs! Themes revolving around mental turmoil, religious trauma, paranoia, demonic possession.

The letter was typewritten on cheap lightweight paper, but it sat heavy on the desk blotter. Blowing a cloud of smoke, Sister Agatha stared at it from the window. It stared back with a presence as arresting as its sender. Her gaze traveled to the ancient typewriter sitting beside it. Putting out her cigarette, Sister Agatha sat down and began to write.

My Dear Sir,

I write this letter on behalf of Mr. Darrell Todd, who served Our Lady of the Abandoned Sanatorium as groundskeeper under my supervision.

He first came to us as a patient.

She decided against it and ripped the paper out of the carriage. She began again.

We came by his services in a fortuitous manner.

He had been hauled to the sanatorium’s doorstep by authorities, with no memory of how he came to Moldova or where he had been for the past five years. Haggard, starving, and understandably distressed, he was taken to the psychiatric wing - where he was put under her care. For the first few weeks he was inconsolable, and moved between periods of reflective silence and hysteria.

During his time with us, his Romanian was sparse but became sufficient with lessons. He has greatly improved as I see from our current correspondence. His English, as you may soon tell, is distinctly American.

He was a big man. Quite young. The hospital gown they gave him barely reached his knees. The nuns averted their eyes whenever they passed him, a desperate attempt to keep their vows . His patient tag bit into his wrist. He had remembered his name, at least.

Gradually, Sister Agatha was able to nurse him back to health. They struck up a friendship of sorts, with Darrell stubbornly keeping himself at a safe distance, protecting what little he knew about himself. With time, his stability returned and he began to volunteer around the hospital. “The Devil finds work for idle hands to do, Sister,” he reasoned.

He helped with the garden work, usually saving whole plots that others had given up on, and hunted pests that frequented the property. It had taken a great deal of convincing for her superiors to let a psychiatric patient have access to a hunting rifle. When he gunned down the fox that had routinely broken into their chicken coop, however, they stopped voicing their disdain.

Mr. Todd is intelligent and very eager to learn. He is the finest hunter that has ever graced our grounds, and possesses military accuracy. He is hardworking with a gentle, quiet nature and of strong Catholic faith.

Sister Agatha was at once bombarded by memories of Darrell in vomiting fits in the churchyard, trembling in every limb whenever he was told to come to mass. For all his stay at the sanatorium, he would never set foot in the church. He would pace outside, hum along to the hymns, and kick up soil once he had calmed down.

He would also avert his eyes from any image of Christ, going so far as to remove the crucifix that hung on his bedroom wall. Sister Agatha often found it stuffed under his bed and would return it to its place. Always, she would find it missing the next day, its outline glowing like a brand on the faded wallpaper.

“Sister, I beg you. Get me an exorcist.” The request had alarmed - if not terrified - her, but she had pulled strings to grant it.

“He needs a psychiatrist, Sister,” Father Grigore insisted, “not an exorcist. Has his amnesia improved at all?”

It had not.

“I don’t think it’s good, Sister. There’s guilt there. Subconscious. Why do you suppose he fears God so?”

And yet, the board deemed him rehabilitated enough to be released. He had benefited from their care for too long. And so, one day he was sent packing. He marched, forlorn but determined, down the deserted road, and that was the last she ever saw of him.

I wish for you a successful partnership. I could not recommend a more suitable man for the job.

Yours in God,

Sister Agatha

#there's a second... maybe 3rd part to this #i had to cut this because then it would be too long 😆#anyway it's not much but i hope yall enjoy #darrell todd #slasher oc #odile x darrell #alt timeline 2.0 #oc writing #bluecoolr.txt #for life or until fault

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oceandiagonale · 2 years

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Tuned into OC Sunday while coincidentally working on an OC x Canon phone wallpaper cause I'm incredibly self indulgent ✌🏻

But that's not what I'm crawling into the asks about abshsjdksk

I saw Sierra and brain went "aye! I also have a revived by legendary OC why don't I share her" her name is Flora and her story starts about half a century after the events of Legends. The distortions still happen on occasion but no where near as common as during the game (where it could be potentially one an in game day if you get RNG blessed). This is also more or less during the transition between legends and platinum, where in platinum Giratina steps in to prevent the end of the world. Anyways- During one of these stray distortions Giratina peers into the overworld and sees a young woman. She's naturally on deaths door when they finds her. Gira decides to do a thing, giving her essentially a drop of their power. Giratina is more or less unaffected by this as they still have plenty to spare, meanwhile the young woman it's more than enough. This act revives her and changes her appearance giving her gold hair ans bright red eyes, as well as some abilities that are being work-shopped currently (rn its affinity to ghost pokemon, being able to pop in and out of the distortion world, and potentially using weaker ghost moves but that one's on the fence).

Buuuuuut alas- this ended up with the young woman losing her memory. Whoops. Giratine quickly realizes this and is just "oh fu-" and calls in a favor with Shaymin to keep an eye on her so she doesn't get herself killed again and potentially help her regain her memories while traveling 😮‍💨 This is actually part of why she gets renamed Flora! She ran into some nice folks who had asked her name amd the poor girl essentially bluescreened- and so since she had Shaymin with her the people she ran into called her Flora and it stuck. Essentially Gira found this human and said "mine now" and now acts as her dad. And yes Volo eventually ends up as the weird uncle here as I fully subscribe to the immortal headcanon shdhdjd (This ended up long whoops I apologize-)

I mean first off LET’S GOOOO OC x CANON

sierra 🤝 zephyr 🤝 flora

getting revived by legendaries

well hey, it’s better that shaymin is looking out for her than uxie!! also, a family can be a big space worm-owl, a shady merchant, and some human with amnesia 😤😤😤😤😤

#oceandi answers #purple--rose #others' ocs #long post #flora oc

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take-ya-to-the-ghey-bar · 1 year

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𝑮𝒆𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒖𝒏~

what's your phone wallpaper: A custom edit of Shizuma & Minato {lock screen}, plus a pic of just Micchan~ {home screen}

last song you listened to: We Don’t Have To Dance {by Andy Black}

currently reading: Uhh... Besides TGR, I’m also reading Vanitas no Carte, and have plans to start reading another BL {Honey Trouble} soon--

last movie: Howl’s Moving Castle {because i was given the chance for a rewatch and took it lol--}

last show: A mix between The Orville, and a rewatch of Yu Yu Hakusho

what are you wearing right now: A blue hoodie, Grey sweats, and teal fuzzy socks lol

piercings/tattoos?: None of either, but-- I have thought on and off about getting lobe piercings, and maybe a small tat someday--

glasses/contacts?: Neither, tho i was suggested glasses at one point lol

last thing you ate: A cheese burger, plus some potato wedges

favorite colors: Most any shade of purple, Mint green, pastels in general-- plus black/white

current obsession: Honestly, Therapy Game, and Meguru Hinohara other works lol-- even if i have been going on about two years with it X’D

do you have a crush right now?: Uhh... Not really? lol-- unless we’re counting fictional men, in which case-- I’ll probably forever be crushing on Howl-- but, i’d say i also lowkey have one on both Shizuma {sorry Micchan} and Noé--

favorite fictional character: Ho boy-- there’s a bunch, but-- aside from the obvious given this blog, and a couple of above mentions lol-- A few others off the top of my head are a majority of the cast from “Are You Alice?”, but especially the Cheshire Cat, Knave of Hearts, Queen of Hearts, and White Rabbit-- Cinderella and Snow White from “Dictatorial Grimoire”, and for a few from games, i adore Saint Germain, Impey, and Victor {Code: Realize}-- plus Ikki, Ukyo, and Shin {Amnesia: Memories}-- and then lastly i’ve got Shiraishi Kageyuki, from Collar x Malice--

𝑺𝒏𝒂𝒈𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎: @sebastianshaw

𝑻𝒂𝒈𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒈: Anyone on dash who wants to steal it lol--

#{|ooc post|}#{|dash games|}

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curitura · 2 years

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❥ Orion Wallpapers

Requested by Anon! Please like / reblog if saving ♡

#i hope you like these!! sorry it's only four there isnt many orion images in game (; w ; )#orion #amnesia memories #amnesia #wallpapers #mywallpapers #my edits #request

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skylarmoon71 · 1 year

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Lex Luthor (Smallville) AU - Chapter 6

“Good morning son.”

Lionel’s voice pulled Lex out of his small train of thought.

“How is my favorite son doing?”

“I’m your only son.”

“Good to see you haven’t lost your sense of humor.” Lionel took a seat right in front of Lex’s desk.

Lex kept his face neutral. With all that he’d been dealing with as of late, somehow his father was the least of his problems.

“Is there something I can help you with?” Lex’s eyes were fixated on his computer. Much to Lionel’s chagrin.

“You’ve changed Lex.” Lionel was looking at him inquisitively.

“Is it because I’m not as interactive with our little monthly banter? I hate to break it to you, but there are worse things in the world than having verbal sparring matches with your family. “

“Like (Y/N) Kent.” Lex stiffened at the mention, and Lionel grinned.

“You’ve been quite close since you recovered. The doctors claimed amnesia, but you remember her. How convenient. “

“If you even think about hurting the Kents-” Lionel stood, shrugging him off.

“Why on earth would I do that? Lex, you make out to be some ultimate villain. How distasteful. Your own father. “ Lex wanted nothing more than to slap that smug look off his face.

“I’ll be seeing you, son.”

There was always something deeply menacing when he used that word. The double doors closed behind Lionel, and Lex sank back in his seat. Mentally exhausted. He was still processing all that happened. He couldn’t help but wish that his father was one of the changes that occurred.

Possibly swap for his mother. Had she still been alive, Lex knew his upbringing would have been vastly different. His eyes move back to the computer. The wallpaper was a picture of you and him at the Talon. No doubt taken by Chloe…correction Calvin Sullivan. Both your smiles seemed so big, carefree. Lex’s finger traced the outline of your face on the screen.

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“Hey Calvin.”

You walked in with your backpack, and the blond jumped up.

“(Y/N), hey I heard about Lex. Apparently his memory is coming back. That sounds good.” You smiled.

“Yeah. There’s a few things that are still scrambled, but for the most part I think he’s still the same. “

Calvin nodded, stacking the file of papers.

“That’s good to hear. He still owes me an interview.”

“Calvin.” He grinned.

“Too soon?”

“Yes.” He laughed, moving back to the computer to get typing on what you could only assume was a new article.

“Actually (Y/N). There was something I wanted to talk to you about. I’ve been looking into the accident. With Lex and Morgan Edge. Levi and I went back out to check the scene. I also have a buddy who works on the county office and I found something strange. “ You moved closer and Calvin pulled up the article. Along with a few other reports.

“Lex’s car was run over by Morgan Edge. It was knocked off the road, that much is true. It explains why Lex was found at the side of that ditch. But there were scorch marks a few meters away. “ She showed you pictures.

“Morgan knocked him off the road as planned, and they found a gun in the passenger seat. It doesn’t take a genius to figure out what he was planning to do.” You gulp. Just the thought made your stomach drop.

“If Lex was unconscious, who got Morgan, and who made these.” She opened another image, and the markings were clear as day.

“Kryptonian. “

“I’ve seen these before in the corn field. Someone went out of their way to make it seem like Smallville might have aliens. Which really wouldn’t be the craziest thing to ever happen.” Your silence must have alerted Clavin that something was wrong.

“(Y/N)?”

“I have to go. Thank you Calvin!” You grabbed your jacket, rushing out of the room.

“I hate it when she does that.” Calvin mutters.

“Kryptonian, of course it’s Kryptonian. “

You should have suspected it from the very beginning. You lost count of how many of Jor-El’s trials you’d endured. But now this time, Lex was in the middle of it. Those memories he had of an alternate world may not have been as crazy as you expected. You zipped into the house, and Martha jumped at the wind that hit her back.

“Honey, why are you home so early from school?”

“Mom it’s Lex, I think he might be in danger!”

“What danger?”

Jonathan came running inside.

“(Y/N), I thought I saw you run by, is everything okay?”

“No..Lex he’s…” You weren’t sure what was happening.

“I need to get to Lex. Stay here. I’m going to protect him this time.”

“Wait (Y/N)!!”

You were gone, right out the door.

Feet dashing on the floor, you’d only slowed down when you were at the front of the mansion. To your relief, Lex had been coming out the same time you were about to go in. He spotted you just as he was about to ride off in his car. Stepping out, he squinted.

“(Y/N)?”

You ran over to him, hugging him with all you all you have.

“You’re okay?” You sighed into his shirt.

“Did someone say I wasn’t?”

You shook your head, pulling away.

“We need to get back to the barn now. I can’t explain it all here but we-”

“Okay.” Lex didn’t argue. You took his hand, and he stopped before you could pull off.

“Let’s take my car. My father was here earlier. I…we need to be careful. I have no idea what he’s planning, but I get the feeling that he’s keeping an eye on me. I’m not going to let anything happen to you.”

It was crazy how the both of you seem to go back and forth, trying to protect the other. You nodded, running to the other side of the car as Lex did the same. He took off for your house in hopes that whatever was waiting for him would not be another tragedy.

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[Free Video Game] Amnesia: A Machine for Pigs [Survival Horror Puzzle Adventure]

To help promote their “Chill Indie Sale”, a rotating selection of video games and extras are being given away, free for a limited time courtesy of retailer GOG.com and participating developers/publishers.

Amnesia: A Machine for Pigs by Frictional Games in collaboration with The Chinese Room is a story-driven survival horror point and click adventure game, taking place generations later in the same world as Amnesia: The Dark Descent. The setting this time is London in 1899, starring a wealthy industrialist and butcher who has awoken from a fever after returning from exploring Aztec ruins in Mexico, wandering through your own house turned nightmare in search of your missing children imperiled by a strange machine, the secrets of which are held within missing memories you explore via diary entries and other clues unlocked by solving puzzles.

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