#this was inspired by reading too much fanfic | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

Visit Blog

Explore Tumblr blogs with no restrictions, modern design and the best experience.

Fun Fact

Users from the US are the majority of Tumblr visitors.

#this was inspired by reading too much fanfic

vanteguccir · 2 days

Text

Hey guys! I actually spent long minutes staring at these reblogs and debating whether it was worth responding and talking about or not. But as I'm not the type to take hate and keep quiet, I decided to talk about it.

First of all, Reia, you really seem like a person who doesn't read many fanfics for the way you put it in your text, so I'll explain the meaning of the word. Fanfic, short for "fan fiction", is a story written by a fan based on characters, universes, or real people (like the triplets). Fans create their own narratives, expanding or reimagining everything, creating their own version, which in real life does not exist OR, as writers, we often draw inspiration from real-life events too.

And yes, you and Evangeline are trying to be "fanfic police" and even "sturniolo police", if you scroll through the thousands of Sturniolo Triplets fanfics, you will come across A LOT where Matt, Nick or Chris go through situations of anxiety attack, panic attack, OR where the "reader" herself goes through this, sometimes even involving situations way worse than that. Furthermore, there's thousands of fanfics describing explicit sex scenes with them, the famous smuts, does that bother you too? Because in the world of someone who writes a FANFIC in here, it doesn't.

And yes, I was indeed writing about the meet and greet situation, and this was nothing new to ANYONE in the fandom WHO READS THE FANFICS HERE. I even made a post the day before ASKING who would like to read the idea, and you want to know the news? All 200 people who voted wanted it.

I understand that you feel this story is disrespectful FOR YOU, especially because it touches on a real-life situation that may be sensitive or painful for some people. I want to assure you that it was never my intention to cause harm or disrespect anyone involved in that situation.

I myself am diagnosed with chronic anxiety, and even so, I didn't feel affected by the way I wrote. In fact, I described how I feel during MY anxiety attacks.

In no way did I make fun of the situation Matt went through, in fact, my intention in writing this story was to explore Matt's complexity and show how he deals with real problems, such as anxiety. It was a way to give more depth to his situation during the tour and highlight the importance of the emotional support he receives from "Y/N". It was not my intention to mock him, but rather to explore his humanity and the challenges he faced, and I know with all the certainty in the world that I did not mock him, much less affect the people who read the story.

Please, I ask you to reevaluate the need to throw hate at a person who has nothing to do with your outside the box opinions of what WRITERS ON THE STURNIOLO'S TUMBLR should or shouldn't write about.

There are thousands of posts on Instagram and TikTok from "fans" really mocking Matt and throwing hate at him about "their bad experiences" during one of the shows, these are the people you should be giving a piece of your mind to, not me. 🩷

#chris sturniolo #matt sturniolo #nick sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #sturniolo x reader #matt sturniolo x reader #vante thoughts

206 notes · View notes

aziraphales-library · 3 days

Note

hello hello hello! how are you lovely mods doing? first of all I want to thank you for this blog, it's given me all the best GO fics I've read!!

I wanted to ask you, are you guys aware of any Cinderella!au fanfic for AziraCrow? Cause I've been thinking about writing one, but I don't want to accidentally make it too similar to an existing one!

Thank you ever so much ❤️

Hi, I'm good thanks! We have some Cinderella aus here, and I've got more now...

Raven by desk_mess (T)

King Gabriel's son, Prince Ezra, is coming of age to take a wife for themself. A servant-girl, Antonia, dreams of escaping the clutches of her cruel step-mother and step-sisters. Little do they know they have someone looking out for them. After all, it's ineffable. (Good Omens Cinderella AU) (Rated Teen for Language and Implications.)

A Midsummer Midnight’s Dream by pilatesandpinot (E)

Aziraphale Fell dreams of becoming an actor and dancer but instead lives in servitude to his wicked stepfather and stepsisters. When a mysterious duke invites all of the eligible bachelors and bachelorettes to the Midsummer Masquerade Ball, he thinks he’s found his escape. His stepfamily shuns him from attending, though that’s not something Aziraphale or his sassy godmother will take laying down. Will Aziraphale find his happily ever after, even if it’s not entirely what he expected? A Cinderella/Fairytale inspired AU

Cinderfall by a_serpent (G)

Azira Fell had a really though childhood - his parents died and he had to live with his terrible stepmother and stepbrothers. Everything changes when one day Az meets intriguing (and deadly handsome) redhead stranger.

Cinderphale by Ezra_Oakenshield (G)

As the title suggests, this is a rewrite of "Cinderella" with the Good Omens characters. After the death of his mother, Aziraphale is at the mercy of his cruel adopted siblings. They reduce him to a lowly servant. The solace he finds is with his animal friends, his bookkeeper friend from town, the mysterious blank book that she gave him, the prospect of the three-night ball at the palace, and a certain handsome red-head with dark glasses.

Cinders Bound by Golden Crown by AJ_Constantine (E)

Good Omens Alpha Beta Omega Cinderella AU From the far end of the ballroom Prince Aziraphale’s eyes locked on Crowley as he raised his hand beseechingly. Crowley couldn’t look away from him if his life depended on it, although he was keenly aware of the increasing number of eyes joining the Prince’s to stare at him standing frozen on the dais. As he realized that he was incapable of not answering the silent call of the bright Alpha below him, a calm washed over him, acting as a soothing balm over the jagged edges of his seething emotions. Just breathe. He inhaled shakily as he began descending the steps to the ballroom floor. Prince Aziraphale mirrored his steps, stepping forward to close the distance between them. The sea of nobles between them parted like waves receding from the shore as they moved closer. When Crowley drew close to the Prince, his hand slowly rose to settle in the Alpha's outstretched one. The Prince looked at Crowley's face searchingly. His voice was quiet yet ringing with intent as he asked, "May I have this dance?"

- Mod D

#good omens #ineffable husbands #cinderella au #fantasy au #mod d

55 notes · View notes

vettelsvee · 2 days

Note

Girl istg you're writing is beautiful LITERALLY. I used to read your wattpad stories with the help of Google translation (not the most accurate translator for Spanish to English but it worked to the length that I could actually understand) Now seeing you on Tumblr is just a joy and it's so easy for me to read your work. You're so talented and inspiring. And I hope that you're more active here rather than on wattpad. Seeing you struggle was so hard on the wattpad platform but, I genuinely hope you enjoy your time here. Much love 🤍

tbh with you all i started crying as soon as i read this message for the first time and i'm still speechless and, for the first time in a long time, i feel valued.

the fact that not only someone takes their time to read what i write, that might not be great, but also takes their time TO TRANSLATE IT TO ANOTHER LANGUAGE is just insane and i take it as a huge compliment.

this is the first time in quite a while now that i feel valued. for a minute i feel good enough, and i haven't had that feeling for so long. that's actually why i've been thinking for quite a while now about giving up on writing. having no support and 0 engagement on wattpad is insane. i've been tending to compare myself to other writers on that orange app because while i see your my being there, with no support, i see other writers growing, getting too many reads and vote in such a little amount of time.

i know they're just stupid fanfics about f1 drivers, but it's my time, my effort, something that has become my comfort zone when my life became a mess and has helped me more than you'd think. it's hours of not just writing, but also thinking good ideas that might be different and try to catch people's attention. it's editing, trying to promote your stories on tiktok and trying to make your best, all of that while i study a university degree.

it might be stupid but as i am writing this i'm still crying because, again, i feel good enough. i'm so happy i joined tumblr community, but i'm even more happy that most of you like my writing!

i hope to become your friendly neighborhood source of sebastian vettel fics, as well as not just a ""writer"", but also a friend :)

#vee answers #formula 1 #sebastian vettel #f1 #formula one #sv5 #formula 1 imagine #formula 1 x reader #sebastian vettel x reader #sebastian vettel fanfic #vettel #sebastian vettel one shot #I'm literally crying pls it's 1am in spain

22 notes · View notes

naturallyteal · 3 days

Text

A dream fanfic by NaturallyTeal ~ 8th Day

Summary:

The Secret Dream Diary of a Good Omens fan (anonymous, he) who contracted a severe case of the fandom-typical brain rot from watching S1 & S2 too often, reading too much fanfic on AO3, and spending altogether too much time engaging on tumblr, digesting gifs, fanart and meta.

He dreams about Good Omens every night.

Short dreams, daily.

~~~

8th Day: Cluedo

I dreamed I was on a scavenger hunt on the set of the Edinburgh cemetery in 1827, looking for the next *Clue*. I was lost and had no idea what the next *Clue* must look like, what it could be. Neil’s voice was suddenly in my head, sounding like Discworld’s Death: “ASK JIM!” He boomed. I looked up at the statue of Gabriel, and he wasn’t holding a cross. He was holding a board game, still in it’s box.

It looked like Cluedo, but it was called Innuendo.

[previous day] [next day]

I’m planning to post one _short_ dream daily, for 20 days. If you like, subscribe on AO3!

There’s also a “mailing list” (tagging in the replies) here on tumblr, let me know if you want on it! 😇😎

Credit: This dream was probably inspired by the following metas about Gabriel‘s statue with and without the cross:

https://www.tumblr.com/fuckyeahgoodomens/746643409358487552

https://www.tumblr.com/youryurigoddess/746598664424865792/gabriels-missing-cross

https://www.tumblr.com/kimberleyjean/735817555656261632/gabriels-ineffable-statue

#whatever i like best #good omens fanfiction #good omens brainrot #good omens dreams #daily #shorties #gabriel good omens #jim good omens

24 notes · View notes

sophie-beaniee · 8 months

Text

Here he is, our ray of sunshine Zuku!! (♡ˊ͈ ꒳ ˋ͈) I decided to draw him because I love him, and he deserves the very best ♡

This work took me a LONG time to finish.(｡•́︿•̀｡) Every little thing I spotted and didn't like was deleted over and over again; (╥﹏╥) In a fist of courage, I decided to post it like it was, or else, I'd have never pblish it. It is a humble work.

I'm well aware of my mistakes, but I'm still learning, and is my second fanart ever, so well… ( •̯́ ^ •̯̀) yeah, it is for all of you with lots of love from this struggling artist. (´｡• ◡ •｡`) ♡

#deku #izuku midoriya fanart #bkdk fanart #midoriya izuku #my hero academia #mha deku #my art #bnha fanart #bnha deku #bakugo katuski #here is my humble fanart of Deku #the truth is; this was my second fanart ever #this was inspired by reading too much fanfic #of course bkdk fanfics #my humble contributions #bakudeku #of course bkdk y soporten panzonxs #bkdk

240 notes · View notes

ourdreamsareneon · 10 days

Text

it's crazy the level of discourse there is about antis/pros and how teenagers just devolve into purity culture so quick. I'm sure I used to be like that, but somewhere between dating gang members and reading copious amounts of philosophy the world became a lot more gray to me when I entered my twenties and I've realised three things that I think are important for teenagers to know:

To quote my favourite childhood book series: "People aren't either wicked or noble. They're like chef's salads, with good things and bad things chopped and mixed together in a vinaigrette of confusion and conflict." Sure, going to car meets, selling drugs, drunk driving, stealing cars, playing chicken with cops are all examples of bad things that you shouldn't do but am I going to sit in my lovers bed and tell him that this life he was born into that saw all his friends die in drive bys and that saw his own dad pull a gun on him when he was a kid makes him a shitty person? Even though I can see all of the good in him, and can tell he doesn't want to do this, I should ignore it and focus on the negatitives? We have all done bad things, we all do bad things, and we all will do bad things. It doesn't make you a bad person.

Purity culture hurts everyone. There's a great book about this called the History of Sexuality that delves into how purity culture and the censorship of sex is at its essence the capitalist authority controlling the means of reproduction. At large scale 'pray the gay away' and 'contraception is a sin' make it so that men and women couple up more (instead of same sex coupling) and have unprotected sex. On a smaller scale 'AO3 is evil because it has pedos' and 'watersports is the grossest thing ever' do the job of the capitalist authority on a more digestible level. Us vs Them no longer is 'alt right vs communism' they use your words to make it 'pure good hobest people vs pedos who like piss play.' you are making bullets for your enemy and handing them your own damn gun. I promised I wouldn't make this whole post this one point tee hee sorry if you want me to elaborate just ask lol

Fetish ≠ real world experience. I'll build my own pyre as an example: I love me some good CNC (consensual non-consent) in my fanfics but in real life sex I have a praise kink so bad I have cried during sex multiple times. I am into tooth rotting sweet stuff and the kindest people in the world in real life. The media you consume 1000% has an effect on you, I'm not arguing that. I am however arguing that if you have media literacy and know what media is and is not harmful to you, it shouldn't effect your real life drastically unless you have other shit going on. I know this is rich coming from the "I have dated people in gangs" guy because that may show what kinda guy I'm into but prommy that's not a sexual attraction thing, it's 100% a lifestyle thing that again I will elaborate on if you want. Point being, porn ≠ reality and what gets that blood flowing isn't necessarily a reflection of how good or bad you are (ofc there are kinds of porn that are bad but that's beside the point and a very complicated thing for me to type while I'm this sleepy)

thank you for coming to my ted talk. pls I am begging on my knees for people to stop having black and white world views but i also know that's just a product of being a teen so if you are a teen pls! go out there and! consume media from different cultures and people with different lives to you! the world is at its best when it is wide!!! and full of love <3

10 notes · View notes

gooeykit · 2 months

Text

the only IPs i want to play with are ben 10, reboot and popeye BASED ON THE FUNDEMENTALS of them being disrespected by their own continuations and reboots....... TEEN ERA BEN 10 WAS NOTHING BUT DC/MARVEL RIPOFFS TO THE POINT OF CHANGING IDEAS THAT ROCKED INTO SHIT THAT SUCKED. SEASON 4 OF REBOOT SUCKED NGL AND WAS CANCELLED MIDWAY THRU. POPEYE DESERVES TO BE IN THE MODERN EYE AND IT NOT BE LIKE YOIUTUBE KIDS BS.

#i could go on about all of these legit. my secret fourth thing is the smoggies purely for fun.#i dont like calling my stuff fanfic bc i feel fanfic doesnt adhere very well at all nor does it emulate any property what it was inspired b #but i do have my own stories i've woven #except popeye i think that i need to read more the comics first #both mainframe's movie and what i assume gendy tartakovsky is making 4 popeye actually focussed too much on him being a sailor #not enough random shit and slapstick #popeye isnt usually sailing in the comics or the cartoons #but its still an important facet of his character that he's a sailor #AND THAT HE SMOKES #i would bring back the tobacco pipe

6 notes · View notes

pearl484-blog · 9 months

Text

Sweet Walker (Adrien AUGreste: Protection)

This is being posted a day later than it was on Ao3 because I was exhausted. We are now officially out of prewritten stories and are only doing drafts for Adrien AUGreste so it is CRUNCH TIME BABY.

Anyways, I promised Fire Opal 2 more entries in our Jekyll/Hyde inspired series. This one wasn't quite what she wanted, but crunch time says TOO BAD. Hit or miss, we are moving on!

~*~ As for the story itself:

Catwalker finds out about Chat Noir's attempt on Vesperia's life. He doesn't take it well.

Sequel to Rain Falls, Everybody Lies. Please read first if you haven't already.

Ao3 Link, Link to Jekyll/Hyde series, Link to all Adrien AUGresete 2023

Now that Adrien had ditched his flaws, everything was going his way. Now that he didn’t waste any time on stressing out about his romantic foibles and his difficulties at work, he had more time than ever to balance his friends, his family, and his time as Catwalker. His friends were happier. His coworkers were less stressed. Even his father was disappointed in him less often.

Even his professional relationship with Ladybug was stronger than ever. Yes, he supposed he missed their banter, friendly as it was, but he didn’t miss the constant fighting and the hurt feelings. Besides, he’d asked Max about their most recent statistics comparing him to Chat Noir and akuma attacks were now 26% shorter and the chance of anyone getting hurt was down 43%.

Tonight, he was working on a school project for 2 hours until it was time for patrol. Yes, it was due in a few weeks, but keeping himself caught up on his homework always saved time in the long run. He worked patiently and diligently, never rushing because he had time to take it as smoothly as he needed. By the time he needed to start patrol, he was already nearly halfway finished. A respectable pace for a respectable cat, he said to himself.

The night air was warm and pleasant, almost perfect on his skin as he soared through the skies. It was the calm before the storm, the brief hint of perfection before everything came crashing down. The rain would be heavy tonight, Catwalker knew. He’d have to wrap up patrol soon if he wanted to avoid it. That meant no idle chit-chat, but Catwalker was a professional anyways avoiding that wouldn’t be so difficult.

Of course, Catwalker knew that if he really wanted to stay out of the rain completely, he could just skip patrol. He could just call Ladybug, pretend to be sick. It wasn’t like patrol was actually important. It was just a bonding activity.

Catwalker refused to do that though. Not just because Chat Noir’s ridiculous habits of skipping patrols and fights had been a major part of causing most of his problems in the first place, but because he refused to let the rain control him.

It wasn’t that Catwalker didn’t like the rain because it made him wet. His suit was impervious to rainfall. No, the problem was that water was the one thing that always drove his feline instincts absolutely wild. Every minute in it made it hard to focus on anything besides getting out. It was the one instinct that, try as he might, he just couldn’t kick. Yet, he was Catwalker. Ladybug’s perfect teammate. He wasn’t about to let one little flaw control his life.

Catwalker arrived at the meeting point, feeling a slight bit of impatience at the realization that Ladybug was late, again, before he shoved that back down into the ring. Ladybug was his boss. He knew better than to get mad at her. She set the schedule. Not him.

Yet, no sooner had he thought that, he was abruptly slammed against a nearby chimney by Ryuko, who was not on the schedule. Were they supposed to be sparring today? It was certainly the first Catwalker had heard about it.

Catwalker shoved down another pang of irritation. Would it have been nice to have been told they would be sparring with other heroes? Yes, but Ladybug knew best. Maybe she was trying to ensure that Catwalker was ready for surprise attacks. They did happen sometimes. Which meant he had failed as Catwalker. Ladybug would almost certainly be disappointed in him as a teammate.

“What is wrong with you?” Ryuko demanded, her frustration in an unworthy opponent apparently only heightened in costume. It was actually kinda hot…and that was an inappropriate feeling about another teammate. Into the ring that went too. Man, Catwalker was out of sorts today. Maybe he needed to check the binding spell again.

“I do apologize,” Catwalker said, bowing his head. “I will endeavor to be a better opponent in the future.”

Ryuko narrowed her eyes dangerously as she pressed her sword against his windpipe. “Is this a joke to you? Do you think this is funny? Vesperia could’ve been killed.”

Catwalker frowns. “What are you talking about? Vesperia’s not even here.”

“I’m not talking about now,” Ryuko snarls, pressing her sword so hard against him, Cat’s struggling to breathe freely. “I’m talking about last night. When Chat Noir pushed Vesperia off a building.”

Catwalker froze. Chat Noir? No, that wasn’t right. Chat Noir was sealed in the Ring along with all his other nasty little personality flaws. There was no way he could’ve escaped. Except…now that Catwalker thought about it, he had been feeling things a bit more. Was there a flaw in the bindings? Some unseen mistake that was causing this?

No. Catwalker had been careful. He’d double-checked and triple-checked his work. If the Ring was powerful enough to bind the Kwami of Destruction, it would easily hold part of a human soul, and his runic spell had been meticulous. Not a line out of place. Every ingredient had been verified as authentic, and he’d performed the spell at the optimum time.

Besides, even if the binding did fail, and Chat Noir had somehow escaped to annoy all of Paris, then Catwalker would know. He’d have felt it. He’d have remembered it. He wouldn’t still feel the calm of the ritual done right.

Ryuko had to be lying. Except, Catwalker knew Kagami. She wasn’t a liar. Not now, not ever. So, maybe she was just wrong.

“Are you sure it wasn’t an akuma or a senti-monster?” Catwalker asked cautiously, uneager to risk triggering his ex’s temper. He’d always loved her fiery passion especially when the two were dating, but Catwalker knew that right now, if he picked a fight with her from his position, he might just lose. He couldn’t risk that when there was a Chat Noir around, even a fake one.

Ladybug chose that moment to zip in, looking at Catwalker with steel in her eyes.

“I’m sure,” she said, letting Catwalker know she’d been listening in. Catwalker eyed Ryuko’s ears and spotted an earpiece he hadn’t seen before. It seemed as though this was an ambush, but not a sparring one like he’d thought. There were probably more heroes, Catwalker decided, lying in wait. If he could look around, he might be able to see them in the dark, but Kagami’s sword held him tightly in place.

“I know my kitty,” Ladybug told him, with complete sincerity, and if Catwalker wasn’t such a good model and hadn’t learned to control his emotions so well, he might not have been able to keep a straight face as she said that, especially as ‘her kitty’ stood not 3 meters away from her without her seeing it.

“With respect, Ladybug,” Catwalker replied softly. “I’m not so sure you do. Didn’t you yourself say that you didn’t know his secret identity? That you two kept your lives secret from each other? It could’ve been another trick from Shadow Moth, you know how he is.”

“We fought him during a fight with Stormy Weather,” Ryuko told him, her eyes still narrowed in suspicion. “There’s never been two different akuma at the same time before, not without Shadow Moth using something to enhance his abilities.”

Catwalker frowned. That…that wasn’t right. He had his akuma alerts turned on. He would’ve noticed something like that, especially with Stormy Weather. Stormy might’ve been a good fighter, especially since she adored staying out of Cat’s reach in the air, but subtle she was not.

Try as he might though, he couldn’t remember anything about that night. Even the memories he had of that afternoon seemed unusually hazy and unfocused. Like brief snatches of a dream almost forgotten.

Had he really become Chat without knowing it? Had he really tried to kill someone? Catwalker suddenly felt very cold and sick to his stomach.

“And a senti-monster would’ve acted more normal,” Ladybug continued, the concern in her voice only serving to convince Catwalker that something was very very wrong. Ladybug hadn’t been this concerned about Chat since she became the Guardian, and they started their non-stop bickering. If she was getting worried, Chat Noir must be getting very dangerous indeed.

“This time,” Ladybug said, hesitating as the fear threatened to overwhelm her, “he seemed almost feral. He wouldn’t talk to me. He barely even looked at me, and when he did, he hissed at me.” Ladybug frowned, rubbing her shoulders. “Chat’s never hissed at anyone before.”

Oh…oh no. Chat Noir had not only tried to kill a teammate, but he’d threatened Ladybug?

Plagg had said that there’d be consequences to misusing the Miraculous, that Adrien was going to regret using it to seal away Chat Noir, but Adrien had just thought that meant that he’d miss being Chat Noir was all. Or maybe that he’d never be happy again. He hadn’t thought he’d develop a homicidal alter-ego.

Catwalker felt his legs give out from underneath him, and he felt several hands grab onto him as Ryuko’s sword failed to stop his fall. He looked up and saw Carapace…and Vesperia…the girl he probably just tried to kill.

No. No, Catwalker couldn’t do this. He needed to be strong, if only for Vesperia. Own up to what was going on. Yes, he’d made a spell to seal Chat, and yes, clearly it had gone wrong, but Catwalker had never meant for this to happen. He’d never meant to hurt anyone.

Ryuko though had never been much one for dramatics though, nor did she appreciate such dramatics being used to thwart her. So she grabbed Catwalker with both hands and promptly hauled him back to his feet, fire in her eyes before he could say a word.

“Oh, no,” she declared. “You are not getting out of this one.” She shook him, hard. “How did Chat Noir get the Miraculous back?” Shake. “Who is he?” Shake. “What are you hiding?”

Catwalker stayed quiet, trying to make himself as small as possible. He understood where Ryuko was coming from. He wasn’t sure if he could’ve resisted the urge if Shadow Moth had pulled the same stunt and nearly got one of his teammates killed. She wasn’t just angry. She was scared because yes, Vesperia had lived this time, but next time, who knew who would be targeted? And who knew if they’d survive?

Yet, as much as Catwalker knew that -and he knew that Ryuko would never hurt him- Catwalker couldn’t help but have a need to try to do at least some damage control, try to stop Ryuko from being so angry.

“I-I don’t know!” he cried. “I’ve done all I can to keep the Ring safe! I sleep with it! I shower with it! I do everything with it! I can’t figure out how Chat Noir got it. I can’t even remember anything from last night! I don’t even know if that was the real Chat Noir, but if it is, then he must’ve taken the Ring somehow and then given it back without me knowing. I’m telling the truth. I promise.”

The air around Ryuko seemed to drop several degrees as she glared at him. “A likely story. How did he even know where to find it? Did you tell anyone your secret identity?”

Abruptly, Carapace shoved the two of them apart, separating them, but sending an unprepared Catwalker sprawling to the ground. Ryuko went to grab him again, but Carapace stepped between them and stared her down, as solid as a mountain.

“Dude,” he said, and Catwalker can only marvel at how Nino has perfected the art of sounding mad, but in a gentle way that never seems to crush Adrien the same way that his Father’s disappointment did. He’s always used that tone with Adrien, when Adrien accidentally pushed a button he really shouldn’t, but now it's against Kagami, and it's still just so astoundingly cool and so Nino that it gives Catwalker pause. “We can’t just go around treating people like that! It’s not cool. We’re already tense enough as it is. There’s no need to act like that.”

Meanwhile, Vesperia helped Catwalker up, meeting his eyes before she softly asked, “Hey, are you okay?”

Catwalker nodded, because what else do you say to that except ‘yeah, I’m fine’? Still, it’s nice she asked. That means something in Catwalker’s book.

“So what?” Ryuko challenges, undaunted by the gentle strength of Carapace’s rebuke. “You want to just stand by and watch until Chat Noir tries something else? Push someone else off a roof? Hurt our loved ones? Cataclysm us? You know how dangerous the Black Cat is. We can’t have someone running around with it that we can’t trust.”

“Ryuko,” Ladybug said, her hand gripping Ryuko’s shoulder firmly but kindly, “I get where you’re coming from, but we can’t go bullying our teammates just because they’re suspicious.”

“Then you’re a bigger fool than I thought, Ladybug,” Ryuko said before she took her leave, deciding not to deal with the traitor anymore today. Catwalker couldn’t help the relief that flowed through his body as she lept away from them, and it nearly doubled as he realized that Ladybug was following her to try to calm her down.

Carapace watched them for a moment, before he turned and faced Catwalker. “I’m sorry, dude,” he said to Catwalker, giving him a small, empathetic smile. “She shouldn’t have done that. It wasn’t right, and it wasn’t cool.”

Vesperia nodded from beside him. “I”m sorry too,” she said. “We should’ve intervened sooner, but I promise, I didn’t know she was going to do that. We just thought we’d try to figure this out today.”

Catwalker could hardly believe it. They were sorry? They were the ones stuck trying to deal with this whole Catwalker debacle. He’d been the one to almost pass out even though he wasn’t the one actually in danger.

Vesperia was the one who’d nearly gotten killed because of his mistake. If Catwalker had been better with the bindings, if he’d double and triple checked the spell to make sure that Chat Noir couldn’t escape, nothing would’ve happened to her. She would be safe, and none of them would be having this conversation.

Yet, Vesperia, the sweetheart that she was, didn’t care. Instead she said, “I don't know how he got the miraculous from you, but I know you didn’t mean for it to happen. Ryuko’s wrong. There’s no way you gave it to Chat Noir, and I know you weren’t careless with the ring either. That’s not who you are. You’re a good guy, Catwalker, and you’re one of the most careful people I know.”

Carapace -once again proving that he was probably the best guy Catwalker knew- bumped his shoulder against Catwalker’s. “Yeah,” he said, “we got your back, dude. Ryuko’s whole warrior act was probably really scary, but that’s just her personality. She can be kinda…intense, but once you get to know her, she’s kinda chill.’

“She’s just scared right now you know? With Chat Noir on the loose. Especially since he was kinda like Ladybug’s oldest teammate? He worked with her ever since Stoneheart. He’s got tons of experience. That’s gotta be a little intimidating, especially when he’s going after some of our newest people. You’ll be okay though,” he clasped Catwalker’s shoulder in a one-armed hug. “We’re here for ya, buddy.”

Catwalker felt gratitude swell up in his chest, too strong for the Ring to completely capture as he only just barely managed to keep himself from throwing his arms around the two and kept it to a respectable “thank you.” He hoped they got the feeling though, because they both smiled at him.

The Vesperia spoke up. “I get it. I know what it's like to have a ...nasty counterpart. Don’t worry. We’re going to find Chat Noir and we’re going to make sure that he never does this again, okay?"

Catwalker nodded, before the worry crept in. If Vesperia and Carapace were really doing this, were giving it their all for Catwalker, was it really fair that he wasn’t doing the same? Especially if Chat Noir was dangerous enough to worry Ladybug and Ryuko…

Cat needed to get rid of him, and if he wanted to do that, he’d need to get rid of the Ring. The thought nearly made Catwalker freeze up because without it, how would Cat be able to save Paris? How would he be able to look after Ladybug? It seemed like a lifetime ago, he’d practically jumped at the ring, at his calling, at his duty, but now…

No. Chat Noir was hurting people, threatening them. It’d be wrong to keep the Ring, selfish even. He had to stop this. He had to do the right thing, and he had to do it soon, before anyone else got hurt.

Already, Catwalker ruled out giving the ring to Carapace. As much as Catwalker loved Nino, there was a good chance that he’d be the first person Chat would think to search to gett he Ring back, and there was a not so small chance that Nino would give his best buddy the Ring anyways.

No, Catwalker would have to leave it with someone else. Someone safer, a near stranger who could hide from Chat forever if she needed to. The person Catwalker had wronged, Vesperia.

Quickly, Catwalker arranged to meet Vesperia somewhere else to talk about something important, keeping the details vague in case Carapace overheard. Not that Catwalker didn’t trust his friend, but well, even now, with the Black Cat Ring dampening his feelings, he didn’t want to risk the sting of disappointment he’d see in Carapace’s eyes once he knew just how badly he’d messed up. It may have been selfish, but Catwalker just wanted to keep from facing it for as long as he could, just in case.

The meeting spot wasn’t very close to the start of the patrol, but it was important because it was an alleyway close to the manor. It was on street level and the way home from there had a lot of coverage from the rain so if it started on the way back, he wouldn’t get completely soaked. Plus, it was near Le Grand Paris too, so if Adrien was seen walking away from it in tears, no one would be completely surprised. They’d just cluck their tongue and blame it as no doubt the latest victim of another one of Chloe Bourgeois’s heartless cruelties.

Vesperia nodded, making her way to the meeting spot, while Catwalker took the scenic route. It would be his last time seeing his beloved Paris from this angle ever again. He supposed that he should at least take a minute to try to memorize it. Soak it all in.

~*~

Vesperia waited in the alley near her family’s hotel, waiting for Catwalker to arrive. He was the newest recruit, a sweet kid who was good at his job, but obviously pretty nervous about making new impressions.

Zoe remembered when she’d used to be that nervous back before she’d started going to Françoise Dupont and making friends. She wondered if he used to be bullied. She could certainly see it from the way he’d flinched from Ryuko grabbing him, like he was expecting her to beat him. Poor thing. He clearly didn’t deserve it.

Now, Catwalker had asked to meet her here, to discuss something important. Vesperia hoped it might help the team get a new lead about Chat Noir. Something was up with the guy, and it gave Vesperia the heebie jeebies. She’d always been good at reading people, but Chat Noir? It seemed as though he’d changed into something new almost overnight.

The rain began to fall, a sprinkle at first, but it slowly turned into a torrential downpour. Vesperia couldn’t help but sigh. This would surely slow her teammate down even more. Although Catwalker hid it well, his fear of water always served to cripple him at the worst of times. Their suits’ waterproofing seemed to be the only real thing that seemed to temper his panic into something reasonable, something that resembled his typical shyness and reservedness.

Vesperia waited about 5 more minutes before she saw the familiar silhouette of her companion at the end of the alley, indeed shuffling towards her slowly, to the point where he almost stood still. Vesperia winced. She should’ve grabbed an umbrella and pretended as though it was for her sake. Yes, it’d risk hurting Catwalker’s pride, and there'd have been a chance she might’ve missed him getting it, but it might’ve really helped.

Thankfully though, Catwalker seemed to gather his courage and started walking towards her again, almost bounding towards her. Except as he got close, Vesperia realized that the person with her wasn’t Catwalker. It was Chat Noir.

Immediately, Vesperia tried to run towards the hotel door. Between the two of them, Chat was the most experienced, and with all of Vesperia’s exits blocked, she knew that if they came down to it, Chat would win. But if she could make it to the hotel, that was her terf. No matter how many akumas Chat Noir might’ve faced in there, she knew it better than he did, and maybe, just maybe, if she made it there, she’d stand a chance.

Unfortunately, she didn’t make it. She managed to get not 5 feet before Chat Noir pounced on her, grabbing her by the hair and dragging her to the ground. Her hair…No! Chat Noir wanted her Miraculous! She couldn’t let him take Pollen!

Furious, Vesperia grabbed blindly for Chat, reaching his bell and she yanked, managing to send Chat flying into the alley wall. Seeing him stunned, Vesperia knew that now was her chance. With a quick cry of Venom, she lunged, desperate to end Chat’s reign of terror.

Vesperia was fast, but Chat Noir was faster. He recovered near instantly and launched himself at Vesperia’s face, easily dodging Vesperia’s sting.

Chat Noir was close. Too close for Vesperia to sting him. Not while she still had momentum from her lunge.

Chat didn’t even move as her face slammed into his chest, choosing to instead pluck the Bee Comb from her hair just as easily as you pick up a can from the grocery store to examine it. Zoe saw stars, feeling like she’d been slammed into a brick wall.

As Zoe fell, Chat Noir grabbed shoulder, forcing her up onto her knees and Zoe was reminded all too much of Ryuko doing something all too similar to Catwalker. Catwalker. What had happened to him?

Dazed, but determined, she tried to reach out, snatch the Bee Comb away from Chat, but her hand seemed almost glacially slow. Chat Noir tut-tutted at her mockingly.

“Well, well, well,” he said, giving her a Cheshire grin. “It turns out Vesperia, Queen Bee’s replacement, turns out to be Zoe, the Bourgeois's new favorite gal.” He giggled, a soft laugh that seemed born not out of malice, but something closer to madness. Zoe realized that Ladybug was definitely right. Something was not right with Chat Noir.

“I think that’s pretty funny,” Chat said, idly examining the Bee Comb, “don’t you?”

“Chat Noir,” Zoe said, desperately trying to reason with the former superhero, “you don’t want to do this.”

Chat raised an eyebrow at her, clearly amused. “Oh?”

“You’re a good person, Chat,” she said. “This isn’t like you.”

“You’re wrong,” Chat Noir said, pulling back and showing her his teeth before she could say another word. Zoe wondered if he was about to hiss at her. Maybe even bite her. Zoe didn’t know what would happen if he did that, and she didn’t want to.

“I was a good person,” Chat snarled, an almost feral undertone to his voice as his claws twitched, eager for something to tear at. “But now? Now I think this is exactly like me. I’m having a lot of fun right now, and I don’t intend to stop anytime soon.”

Then, he was gone, and all Zoe had left of him was the bone deep knowledge that this wasn’t over with.

8 notes · View notes

nicname · 1 year

Text

[BENDY AND THE DARK REVIVAL SPOILERS, if you don’t want spoilers turn back now !!]

DID ANYONE ELSE Pick up on how, at the end when Joey was talking all lovingly to Audrey, he was just actively Ignoring the Ink Demon, his First Creation that he cares negative about and considers “a monster” and “a mistake,” all while praising Audrey for being everything the Ink Demon wasn’t?? The creation that he actively neglected and looked down upon from .. creation??? For lack of better phrasing. THIS IS NOT A SLIGHT AT THE WRITING By the way, I think it helps exemplify the kind of person Joey Drew is (AND It gets Especially interesting if you choose to interpret the Ink Demon as a metaphor for all the people Joey Drew hurt along the way pursuing his folly, and how he feels they don’t need or deserve an apology from him, or even deserve the time of day. Chefs kiss)

#If the dimension of the studio itself is a metaphor for choosing the wrong path #then it makes sense for the Ink Demon to represent the consequences #IN WHICH CASE You should ideally try to right your wrongs #Even if they’re unforgivable #ESPECIALLY WITH THE WHOLE ‘’We may be born of darkness but we don’t need to belong from it’’ themes!!#belong to it* I am Not re-writing that tag y’all #Not a writing issue again. Just an example of Joey Drew skirting responsibility. Which I think is well done!#BUT #That detail was just very OUGH (affectionate)#the themes you can get out of the Ink Demon have always vibrated in me as a child of neglect/abuse #So if you follow my AO3 prepare for more soul-baring trauma-dumping fanfic #nic speaks #ALSO VERY CATHARTIC To watch the Ink Demon kill a figure who refuses to apologize for letting him down so severely #Or to even acknowledge it/that it was wrong at all #WELL DONE #Scratched an itch in my brain!!!#Am I reading too much into it? perhaps! But it’s inspiration to me regardless #And free trauma processing #bendy and the dark revival spoilers #bendy and the dark revival spoiler #spoiler #spoilers

43 notes · View notes

bri-the-nautilus · 11 months

Text

me rn

Writing chapter 15 of Unnatural Born: 🥱

Writing scenes that won't show up for at least ten-fifteen chapters: 👍

#elden ring #elden ring fanfic #ao3 #send help #it's a shame too because i cannot wait for y'all to read this one <3 #it's so good #i had to draft it now because inspiration struck me HARD #but yeah so much needs to happen before i can post it

6 notes · View notes

utlana · 2 years

Text

as much as I don't want c!gnf to join the sad pathetic loser who is c!dream, the dramatic anguish that it would cause my boy c!sapnap would be sooooo good.

like, image, sapnap, our sword forced to be a shield, desperately trying to hold on to and protect the people that he loves and cares about as they slip away from him.

karl with his memory loss, quackity is already gone, and gnf's sleeping curse.

then gnf decides to go with dream

it would break him

he'd look at what his had left, the two people he loves won't speak to each other, an estranged father, a best friend that vowed to kill, and now gnf leaves him too?

it makes me wonder what he would do

would he hold on tighter to the scraps of the relationships he does have?

would he lose it, give up and decide to destroy everyone and everything in his way?

would he ignore the situation and just pretend everything was fine?

or would he find a way to rise above it?

idk but it'd be a good time in the worst wayi

#c!sapnap #dsmp #mcyt #dream smp #sorry tina i didn't include you i just couldn't quite figure out where she fit in this #although i could see her helping out in some way if sap decided keep some hope in the situation #utlana cares too much about the dsmp #my new tag system #also this was inspired by the absolute unhinged decision by dream to not only run a fanfic contest but also choose a dnf fic a the winner #It's super well written i recommend people read it when they get the chance #but it still doesn't change the fact that the only thing c!dream deserves is emotional and physical pain #not to crit the writer in the tags but idk if it would ever make sense for george to go with dream by choice #i think of that clip with spider where he's like #you care about me but you want to kill me #or something like that #so unless he has another motive i just don't think he'd ever go with dream

8 notes · View notes

Last Seen Blogs