#chaostouch

[spectralviolets]

not me losing further muse for Felix bc of fe/li/gami, not like I wanted to consider coming back and trying to get chaostouch and miraculousthief up and running lol

#I don't mind the ship; its not my ship but I do not mind it #but i hate how they set out Felix to be a fucking creep and stalker like Marinette but tried to spin it as cute #also Kagami... I suspected better of Kagami #aka miraculous is making me lose my muse and I just want to hide on discord with my stupid little oc forever lol

[miraculousthief]

[ ‘Sup, name’s Arcane/Ren & Iam kickstarting a new rp account for Felix Graham De Vanily-Fathom from Miraculous Ladybug! caught up to S5 including the bible leak, OC-friendly and selective based on mutuals. You can also follow my OC @sirenmimic​ and my Adrien (hiatus) @chaostouch​ , but like/reblog this post for a follow from my main account @rentouch​! And please, read my rules here.]

#ml rpc

[deejayrpstaylorsversion]

{closed starter for @chaostouch}

Marinette, after graduation,  she put all of her newly found free time into her fashion again - it had been put on the back burner. her time was divided between school, ladybug & being guardian, and sleep. so having thirty five hours freed up from actual school time, along with the several hours at night that was dedicated to homework - that was basically a forty-five to fifty hours freed up each week.  She had some many drawing that she did have time to accumulate the past couple of years that she ended up just diving into making them.

Most of them she asked Juleka to model for her, having started an instagram to post them. That slowly grew her following and when she had asked Adrien to model some of the male focused  things she had done, and she was glad he always was glad to help her out. With those posts - going from a couple thousand with Juleka’s posts jumping right up to couple of hundred thousands every time she posted Adrien. She never wanted to step on his fathers toes, but when ever Adrien did model for her, he always  happier then when she had seen him at other photoshoots for his dad. 

Now, a year or so after graduation Marinette had been working on something special for Adrien, teasing him all week with texts of the scraps of the fabric, and her almost asleep at her sewing machine, and even a blurry picture of the full outfit. The last text she sent him before the photoshoot was ‘i cannot find the shoes i want for this outfit - you don’t happen to have like black vans or converse do  you? if not just lmk and i’ll buy them before the shoot tomorrow!!’

She was excited to be in an actual photo studio, rather than the park or something outside. There was so much more control - and weather wasn’t a factor. Having gotten to the studio she set up everything. She wanted everything to be perfect before Adrien got there - along with ordering plenty of food , even if it was just going to be the two of them, Marinette planning on taking the pictures like she always did. 

She sat down in one of the director chairs, as Tikki flew out of Marientte’s bag. “Marientte he’s gonna love it!” the little ladybug kawmi said before flying over where the outfit was hanging up. The outfit was totally not something that was Adrien’s style - but she was working out of her comfort zone having the silky black fabric shirt with the buttons on it being a muted green color and her first pair of denim jeans she had ever made. She really hoped that those fit him - having double and triple checked Adrien’s measurements when she made them - knowing if they where even a little bit wrong, they’d look awful. “I really hope he does Tikki, I think it’s much out of his comfort zone as far as style - and he’ll be truthful to me saying if it sucks or if there is anything wrong with them.” Tikki flew back over to Marinette “How could he hate it, he always loves everything you’ve made!” That made Marinette giggle as she looked down at her phone before hearing the door open “Hide Tikki” Marinette’s voice became soft, letting her fly  back into her bag.

#muse: marinette dupain chang #chaostouch

[noblehcart]

' I know what I’m doing. ' - chaostouch/Chat Noir (for Kim !)

@chaostouch / @hyparspace

"Yeah, that's not what I'm seeing here." and she had seen her fair share of saving the world situations, but this was a bit...different from what she was used to. super powered kids was something new and slightly upsetting. still she twirled the baton in hand, testing the weight as the masked hero scowled. for a moment she wondered if this was how she looked to the adults in her life when she was on mission after mission in her teens.

"Chat Noir, right? You work with Ladybug," Wade had sent her some dossiers on Paris' heroes and she was torn between being impressed by the pair and slightly concerned as a former teen hero herself. Nowadays she was still struggling with university and missions. "Take it from a pro. You need some help. I'm Kim. "

#chaostouch #-waves- omg haii #/ kim possible / threads #so did i mention that i generally rp kim in college?

[rxdiculous]

@chaostouch continued from xx

Defensive.  Now that was a much, much more accurate description of Chloe's current behavior. From the way her arms were folded across her chest to the sharp way that Chloe deflected his questions, Chloe was being very, very defensive. With anyone else, this behavior could have been perceived as normal. Nothing out of the ordinary for a girl who made enemies with the majority of her class. But Adrien was the one exception to that, and for her to be anything other than giddily open with him was... Off.

"I..."

She what? What could she say that wouldn't leave her vulnerable in the most pathetic way? Instead of daring to allow herself to be so, Chloe did what she was best at. She closed up.

"Don't you have something else to do?" Chloe arched a brow, "A photoshoot to run off to? Or some loser 'friends' to spend time with?"

#;; If you ever want to plot something just lmk!! <3 #chaostouch

[spottedcharms]

“Hey Chat. Do you think my friends and family will ever forgive me for leaving without a word?”

Marinette glanced to her partner with concern on her face. She never wanted to leave them, but Hawk Moth gave her no choice in the matter. She still felt bad for dragging him into this mess, but at the end of the day, she was relieved to have him by her side.

@chaostouch

#[verse; unmasked and on the run] #chaostouch #Running verse :')

[vehementfury]

There's a Chat bumming body heat, arms wrapping around Tom's shoulders. Like a huggable space heater.

      curled up with  the other, he lets out a soft noise, letting him be cuddled, slowly pulling the other close as well. It’s a quiet evening in Paris. And.... cuddling is really nice.

#chaostouch

[bugmouse-blog1]

chaostouch replied to your post “tagged  by: @darkchose [ thanks! ]  tagging : @lcdyagreste,...”

hOLY SHIT YOU RP MCCREE TOO

[ And you rp Hanzo omg ] 

#chaostouch #ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ ʟᴜᴄᴋ | ooc | #[ hit me up on demon boi man ]

[spectralviolets]

CURRENT SIDEBLOG ACTIVITY

@miraculousthief - primary, Felix Graham De Vanily from Miraculous Ladybug

@sirenmimic - secondary, OC Dominiq Alarie-Herrera, multiverse originating from Miraculous Ladybug

@chaostouch - under construction, canon-divergent Adrien Agreste/Chat Noir from Miraculous Ladybug

@vntrxn - under construction, canon-divergent/AU-heavy Avocato from Final Space

@ghvstrunner - in progress, canon-divergent Streetkid V from Cyberpunk:2077, crossover possible

@hexxbent - in progress, OC Adrien “Ren” D’Cruz. Fandomless, currently applicable to Chilling Adventures of Sabrina and Stranger Things

[spell-card-fusion]

Battle (Lightstep, Hotstep, Twostep)

Summary: People talk a lot about how comfort and trust are the signs of true love, and that's true. Sometimes comfort and trust manifests itself through a sick freaking fight scene.

Once they got to the Sky Patrol they said hi to Tails and some of the other Freedom Fighters. Rollin followed Blaze as far away from the windows as possible, and straight into the training room. While the Sky Patrol already had a gym, knowing the numbers of Chaostouched allies that would come to join the Freedom Fighters, Tails had the foresight to make a room specifically to withstand the kind of- well, Chaos, that often came with the use of their abilities. The room itself was shaped like a perfect sphere, at least currently, the room’s shape did tend to change. The floor curved upwards as soon as it met the walls, and there was plenty of space. The walls of course curve as soon as they meet the ceiling as well.

They didn’t immediately jump into brawling. The two of them were simply stretching, it’s dangerous to get right into this stuff without warming up first after all (Blaze was still wearing heels, and Rollin was still wearing a belt, but aliens be like that). As they did this, Blaze was already thinking up a strategy, doing so was necessary when fighting Rollin after all. Usually Rollin was a powerhouse capable of taking down armies by herself no sweat, but that wasn’t always the case as Blaze has come to be aware. What Rollin displays as godlike abilities are actually the result of the bonds she’s made over the years. Back when she was a little kid Rollin relied on hit and run tactics. Rather than taking down armies she sneaked through factories, planted bombs inside said factories, and analyzed the weak points of Super Badniks while skillfully dodging and playing mental chess. As much as she might deny it, Rollin is very smart.

Nowadays though Rollin has a collection of magic items that enhance her performance. Light Speed Shoes that help her gather energy for her Boost and Light Speed Attack, her Crystal Ring that made it even easier to gather and even hoard that energy, these two things making her boost nearly unlimited. On her other hand she has the Light Ring, which gives her access to her Elemental Shields on command. Blaze remembers the first time Rollin whipped out the Flame Shield on her, she was definitely salty about that. So salty in fact that Rollin agreed to stop using her items in their personal spars, she agreed it was kind of unfair anyway. Blaze had been a little miffed at the time, so she had made no effort to hide her enviousness. She had to hone her abilities by herself, and even though that yes she’s been a powerhouse from the start, focusing more on direct attacks and creative ways to shape her flames, it was easy to see now she was very lonely. Her own boost was a result of raw magical prowess though, that’s pretty cool.

Blaze’s eyes were just focused dead on Rollin. Rollin turned around to look at Blaze right as she finished stretching, Blaze’s expression was still incredibly intense, Rollin just smiled as wide as she could. Oh wow, those are some sharp teeth. Blaze looks away while blushing.

“Ya’ ready doll?” Rollin says while standing casually and relaxed.

Blaze notes that Rollin is slouching forwards, she’s gonna start with a Spin Dash. Very subtle, but she’s learned to catch this. “Ready.”

Blaze immediately propulsed off the floor, leaving a pillar of flame as she shoots up and forwards, fully expecting to have Rollin crash into the flame she left behind. Instead of Spin Dashing however, the hedgehog girl lets herself fall forward to fall onto her palms then handsprings directly into the air, her legs pressed firmly together as her feet COLLIDE against Blaze’s chin.

“Ghrk!” Blaze’s body is sent slightly backwards, closing her eyes for a second. Her eyes open up near immediately after she starts to fall to see Rollin land on the ceiling, then immediately curl up and let herself roll down the wall. Blaze whips her body around, one hand outstretched towards the ceiling, flame shooting from her open palm shooting her faster towards the floor. Her eyes focused on Rollin as she stops right below her, Blaze crosses her arms and presses her legs together and whirls in place in the air, igniting herself in a fiery tornado.

Rollin lets herself fall backwards as Blaze lands, her momentum still going as the tornado follows her. Rollin once more handsprings from the floor and onto the wall, the tornado rolling onto the opposite wall. Blaze dispels the tornado and plants her feet on the wall for a SECOND, jumping towards Rollin who’s already curling into a ball and rapidly going down from the wall, to the floor, then to the wall Blaze just jumped from. Blaze, not even halfway into her jump, shoots flames out of her palms rapidly shooting her towards Rollin’s direction and delivering a kick to her cheek as soon as she gets to that spot.

Rollin gets shot down the left side of the wall, sliding painfully for a second, then she curls up once more and rolls diagonally. Blaze lands onto the floor and extends her hands to the side, huge fireballs shoot against the wall, the room shakes slightly, and the flames actually stay on the walls this time, then spread and outstretched until they make diagonal lines until they meet and make an X shape, cutting off Rollin’s path.

By the time this happens however Rollin had already jumped off the ceiling, delivering a direct kick to the top of Blaze’s head. The cat hisses through her teeth, then quickly lets herself fall. The momentum of Rollin’s fall keeps going, and Blaze uses the opportunity to grapple her, wrapping her arms around her stomach. Rollin tries to escape but Blaze’s hands immediately heat up.

“Whoo!” Is her reaction for some reason. She sits up, still in a bit of pain as she burns a bit. Blaze’s heat starts to ease up as she realizes Rollin is just looking at her.

“This is really fun!” Rollin says with a wide smile, still sitting on her girlfriend’s stomach.

Blaze’s face flushes up, and barely manages to get out a “Y-yeah” before Rollin kisses her.

They both later agree it was a draw.

#sonaze #sonaze week #sonazeweek #sonaze week 2021 #sonazeweek2021 #sonic the hedgehog #sth #trans girl sonic #rollin the hedgehog #blaze the cat

[dismalzelenka]

Fictober Event 10/6

I've decided to freewrite some scenes from my original fiction in preparation for tackling it for real during NaNoWriMo, so here's prompt 6 for @fictober-event: "Yes, I'm aware. Your point?"

"Tasha, this is insanity." Merridan tossed another log on the fire where it landed with a shower of ash and embers. "No one's ever gone that far into the Blightlands and come back in one piece."

"Maybe I'll be the first," Tasha countered. She brandished the map in Merridan's face. "This is it. The map to the ruins of Old Emiraithe. This could change everything."

"Yes, I'm aware. Your point?" Merridan scowled, his great, bushy eyebrows furrowing into the center of his forehead. "Regale me all you like with stories of treasure from the old empire, but me, personally, I prefer to be alive to spend it."

"Oh, come off it, Merridan." Tasha rolled up the map and thwacked him on the shoulder with it. "Never took you for a bleedin' coward."

He swatted the map aside and shook his head. "Not going into a gaping, festering wound in the middle of the desert, that's not cowardice, that's just decent sense, and anyone with half a brain would agree with me. Don't lie to me. This was never about the money to you, and I can respect that, but don't expect me to follow you blindly on an idiotic suicide mission so you can satisfy some inexplicable need for—for—"

"For what?"

"I don't know, Tasha. You tell me." He pointed to Ingrid, now standing perfectly still at the edge of the clearing as she watched them argue. "Have you come clean to her yet? Poor girl deserves to know what she's getting into bed with, don't you think?"

"You're skirting a dangerous line, mate," Tasha warned. "I'm telling you, one more word, and–"

Merridan laughed in her face. "I'm skirting a dangerous line?" he hooted."Not you? Not her, our little wayward stranger about to be unknowingly stranded hundreds of miles from civilization with a bloody Chaostouched?"

The silence that followed made her ears ring.  Tasha drew in a sharp breath and glanced between Merridan, standing shoulders squared with a defiant glint in his eyes, and Ingrid, who had gone several shades paler throughout the course of the conversation. Within seconds Tasha had Merridan shoved against a tree, knife snatched from her boot and held against his throat as she gripped his collar in her fist. "Fuck you," she spat.

"Go on, then," he taunted. "Going to skewer me like a pig for my honesty? So much for your quest to prove your father wrong—"

She threw the knife to the ground and dragged him forward with both hands. Her kneecap connected with his ribcage with a sickening crunch. "Mention my father again and I'll do a lot worse than that."

#fictober19 #original fiction #original characters #writing #my writing #ingrid serridan #tasharene #merridan #fictober day 6 #10/06/2019

[deejayrpstaylorsversion]

{closed starter for @chaostouch }

Chloe never thought a year a go she’d be in the same spot. the fact that he convinced her to move out of le grand paris and she didn’t go back like a dog with its tail between its legs. but here she was, still living with her longest friend and neither of the very sheltered children burnt down the apartment - though that could just be because they door dashed more than either of them would care to admit. It was a shock to both of their systems. Chloe missed her dad - but her mom...the girl was thriving without having her mom around. not having someone call her any other C name besides Chloe. She had put up with it for so long - it was nice that everyone she was around now at least would call her Chloe. 

Chloe had been rearranging her room - so there was clothes and blankets and the like spilling out of her room. Had Adrien not have been out of the house for most of the day with some photoshoot she would have tried to contain this too her room - but the almost twenty year old was going through a phase where all she wanted in her room was minimalistic art and airy colors and fabrics. She kept her four poster bed, having changed the fabric that was draped on it to some baby pink tulle, from it being dark and a heavy cotton and yellow fabric - that was now in a pile to get washed. 

A few hours later, her room was back to being clean and organized - despite her vanity still looking a mess of makeup and dirty makeup brushes. She would deal with that tomorrow - seemed like she earned a nice cold glass of wine - and a couple macaroons that had yet to be touched by either of them. She went to the laundry room - switching out the load in the washer to the dryer, and throwing in her blankets in, and starting it up. After that load was complete Chloe finished all the laundry in the house - including Adrien’s. She had folded them, and put them back in his room - along with the clothes of lie-la’s she found. She had moments of wanting to just burn them, or throw them away but she thought better than it. The only person Chloe knew that hated Lila just as much as her was Marinette and that was something the two had connection on, plus Chloe knew more about Marinette’s crush on Adrien then she used to, and really wanted to know how blind Adrien really was.

Having finally got back out to the kitchen, she grabbed down a wine glass, pouring some rose into the glass - finishing off the bottle taking  sip letting out a sigh, having the flavors hit the right spots. And just as she was about to open the box of macaroons she heard the door to the apartment open - with the familiar keys jingling. “Adrien?” Chloe called out grabbing her glass by the stem walking out of the kitchen to the front room slash living room looking at the blonde. “How did your day go?” the wine glass went back to her lips before taking a long sip. 

#muse: chloe bourgeois #chaostouch

[calam1ty-b0x]

KNOWING YOUR PARTNER WELL CAN POTENTIALLY MAKE WRITING TOGETHER A LOT EASIER. REPOST DO NOT REBLOG !!

tagged by: stolen from @/chaostouch

tagging: If you wanna do it, go for it!

NAME:  Writer of Worlds (also goes by ‘Myth’ and ‘Figment’)

PRONOUNS: They/them

PREFERENCE OF COMMUNICATION: DISCORD MATE.

NAME OF MUSE(s): Oh, this list is long... And this is after a whole ton of pruning on my part!

  CANONS: Tenebrosity (Dark Gaia), Murk (Mephiles the Dark), Metal Sonic, Mecha Knuckles, Tails Doll, Emerl the Gizoid, Charyb the Gizoid, Tails the Robian, Cream the Robian, Sonic the Werehog, The Box of Calamity, Chitty Chitty Bang Bang, Optimus Prime (x2), Bumblebee (x2), Ratchet, Soundwave (x2), Julius (Anti!Movie!Robotnik), Wall-E, Bill Cipher, Johnny 5, Korosensei, Meta Knight, Herobrine, Mettaton, Zhongli, Swindle, Loki, Herbie Pipelock (Herbie the Love Bug).

  OCS: Hone the Gizoid, Simoom the Echidna, Memory File, St3v3, Jam3s, Kalem, Spritz, P. O. D., Reid Springer, Crystal, Tempest Lock, Valma Coretta, Violet Wood, Drip, Reap the Hollow, Vee, Willow Feather.

  SELF-INSERTS: Reincarnated!Writer, RP!Writer, Node the Fennec Fox, Cero Webber.

RP EXPERIENCE/HOW LONG (MONTHS / YEARS?): I’ve been RP’ing for six years, ‘round that now.

PLATFORMS YOU’VE USED: Tumblr, Twitter, Discord, Waterfall, Deviantart, Reddit, Wattpad, Quotev.

BEST EXPERIENCE: I’d have to go with Discord (smack me in the DMs if you want my Discord!). I prefer it the most, even if the reply lengths need to be within 2k characters. It’s where I first started RP’ing, so I suppose I’ll always have a love for it!

RP PET PEEVES/DEALBREAKERS: Forcing a ship on me, forcing a certain scenario, doing things in an RP without my permission (i. e.,: Them: HEY THIS CHARACTER WHO’S BEEN IN THE RP I’M GONNA TORTURE THEM TO DEATH EVEN THOUGH THEY’VE BEEN HERE FOR A BIT NOW ALSO MIND CONTROL- || Me: .... Wtf am I reading || Them: Oh it’s cool right--)

MUSE PREFERENCES

FLUFF, ANGST OR SMUT: FLUFF, FRICKERS. It is my life-blood!!!.... Angst is usually on a mood basis, and it doesn’t come along often- and smut is off the table entirely.

PLOTS OR MEMES: Either, so long as RPs happen I don’t mind whatever!

LONG OR SHORT REPLIES: I prefer longer replies, but on Twitter I’ve gotten used to replies being two-three sentences, tops.

BEST TIME TO WRITE: Late night or midday. N e v e r in the morning, I can’t think at that time. Not well, anyway.. Takes me longer to wriiiite...!

ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S): DID YOU SEE THAT LIST-

... But yeah I usually pick up muses because I see bits of myself in the character--

#[bouncing around ideas: mun] #[dash games]

[chaostouch]

tag dump [1/??]

#chaostouch #ɢᴀʙʀɪᴇʟ ᴀɢʀᴇsᴛᴇ ᴏᴡᴇs ᴍᴇ ᴍᴏɴᴇʏ. [ ᴏᴏᴄ] #ᴍᴀʟᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇ ! [sᴇʟғ/ᴄʜᴀᴛ ɴᴏɪʀ.] #ʙᴏɴɴᴇ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇ ! [ʟᴀᴅʏʙᴜɢ] #ᴊᴜsᴛ sᴍɪʟᴇ & sᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɢᴏᴏᴅ. [sᴇʟғ/ᴀᴅʀɪᴇɴ.] #ǫᴜᴇᴇɴ ʙᴇᴇ ; ғᴏʀᴍᴇʀʟʏ ! [ᴄʜʟᴏᴇ.] #ᴡᴇ'ʀᴇ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs ᴀʀᴇɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴇ ? [ʟɪʟᴀ.] #ʟᴀᴅʏʙʟᴏɢɢᴇʀ ! [ᴀʟʏᴀ.] #ᴄᴏᴏʟ ɢɪʀʟ; ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴅɪғғᴇʀᴇɴᴛ . [ᴍᴀʀɪɴᴇᴛᴛᴇ.]

[dream-chef-flavors]

Bird of Paradise

@chaostouch

Well it shouldn’t be so bad, just going back home after 2 years away, to an entirely new school with no one you know, and oh you also have a flying mini peacock with you, totally normal. “Joe, it’ll be fine” Said tiny peacock said to the teen, who was fixing up his brooch it’s dull brass look belying the simple blue gem on it. The Kwamii floated over to the boy, nuzzling into the hood “I’m sure you’ll make a ton of friends” “I dunno Duusu, it’s pretty hard being the new kid, especially in the middle of the year, everyone has their cliques and groups” He fixes up his glasses as he heads out the door, idly thumbing the pin as he carried his bag with him to the front of the school, his dossier loosely out.