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cataclysmiquc.

“Yeah, well…that’s Chloe for you. I didn’t think you’d actually care for her opinion.” He’s…cautious about what he says— he’s never certain if it’s just Chloe being Chloe or if there’s an actual reason (even so, he’s not trying to pick sides when it’s not necessary). “Uh—” A pause (is she just trying to reassure him?) before he smiles back at her. “Right. I mean, I don’t think I’ve got in nearly as bad as she does, but…I think I can at least understand the feeling.” He figures it’s a different kind of publicity, but he’d like to think he can at least somehow relate. “If you have a good sense of humor, it’s not too much effort. They aren’t always that ridiculous, when done right. But I guess you wouldn’t…punderstand.” Adrien snickers to himself, a shrug— he certainly doesn’t let it bother him. “People put people on pedestals all the time— it’s not really fair to either of them. I think he’s happy enough just doing his job, and that’s all that matters in the end, isn’t it?” It’s kind of a lie, but really, he’d like to keep Chat’s public image somewhat nice.

“   you’re right,  i don’t.   ”    even as ladybug,  she doesn’t care for her opinion  -  it  DIDN’T  mean the words didn’t get to her from time to time,  though.  then there was just the general dislike she had for the blonde  . . .  an awkward grin,  she’s suddenly  thankful  for the black mask on her face to hide initial reactions.  the question is on the tip of her tongue:  what is it like for you  ?  they’re not like that.  yet.  she hopes.    “   it must not be as glamorous as the media paints it  --   ”   marinette settles on finally,  something vague enough to work with.  blue eyes blink at him,  did he really just   . . .   ?     “   oh mon dieu,   ”   she’ll say with a whine in her voice,  gloved black hand landing on her forehead.     “   my ears are burning,  my head has stopped beating,  i think my soul just left my body  --  why’d ya’ have to say that  !?   ”    she’ll say dramatically,  teasing only in her town.    “   yes,  as long as you’re happy,  content,  and don’t feel like you’re missing something in your life  -  what else can you ask for  ?   ”

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cataclysmiquc.

“I don’t think you could be a homebody in anyone’s eyes. You’re a little too outgoing for that.” A slight tilt of his head follows— a bite of his lip (did she think it weird that he did so or was it really that much of a surprise?) “Yeah? Why wouldn’t I? You’re one of my friends after all.” A pause— she’s right, Adrien could catch Ladybug’s attention in a way Chat could only dream of, he supposes. A blessing and a curse all in one. “Well, I’m just…I think she probably has enough attention on her as it is. No matter how much she might not mind it, it’s nice to have a break sometimes.” A mock gasp, a hand to his mouth. “Puns are an excellent form of humor, Marinette. Good or bad, there’s absolutely nothing wrong with them.” With that, a grin crosses his face. “He might, yeah, but he doesn’t seem unhappy, right? A lot of fans can get overwhelming, anyways; and it’s easier to be appreciative of what you have when it isn’t a lot.”

“  I BET CHLOE COULD MAKE A  real argument for it.   ”   there’s a chance for her voice to get bitter,  but she’ll stay strong  !  in the end,  she knows adrien is friends with chloe    (   he’s really just  . . .   so nice   )   -  and even she knows,  she would get annoyed if someone attacked her friends 24/7.    “   oh,  yeah  !  duh,  friends think about each other all the time.  cool,  cool,  cool  !   ”   she’ll stumble over her words,  tucking a stray blue hair behind her ear as she grins up at him.    “   breaks must be nice  -  i really can’t imagine what it must be like to be you and her  --   ”   it’s not technically a lie  -  marinette doesn’t  HAVE  to imagine it,  she knows it  !    “  puns take  . . .  so much effort  !  and they’re ridiculous,  have i mentioned they’re ridiculous  ?   ”    nose crinkles behind her mask,  a slender arm lifts rest on her waist.    “   no,  he really doesn’t.  but i just feel like  . . .  sometimes some people can put ladybug on such a high pedestal and  . . .   turn their nose at chat,  and that’s really not fair  !   ”

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cataclysmiquc.

“A homebody…? I mean, not particularly, but sometimes I’m not sure what to think of you, Marinette— I say that in a good way, I swear.” A soft chuckle and nod. “Or at least tonight, but it’s a bit late for that.” He watches her for a moment, amused; he’ll give a nod of agreement to that (he can’t help but think about how that might backfire, but hey, as long as Ladybug didn’t figure out he was Chat Noir, he’s sure she’d probably be flattered). “Well, I don’t know if I’d go that far. Ladybug has a lot of fans, even if she’d take it kindly, I wouldn’t want to bother her. Assuming she’d see it, anyways.” There’s a small smile at that (he really did wish he could tell her how much he appreciated it). “I know— I’m sure he does have a lot of fans, even if they might be less vocal. In the end, fans are fan, no matter what the quantity is.” 

“  AT LEAST I’M NOT A HOMEBODY  in your eyes.   ”   it gives her  just a bit  more confidence,  to look up at him.     “   uuuh,  ah  -  so you think of me,  then  ?  cool.  cool,  cool,  cool  -  totally cool.   ”    no marinette,  how very  NOT COOL  -  get your grip together,  girl  ?   ladybug,  yes  -  a slightly easier topic to talk about,  as long as she doesn’t give anything away.    “   c’mon,  you’re  adrien agreste  -  i’m sure you’ll easily capture her attention.  everyone at school loves you,  why wouldn’t she  ?   ”    and as ladybug herself,  she  CAN CONFIRM,  a 100%  that she does love him  -  and it would capture her attention.   a deep sigh falls from her lips,  sometimes she wishes she could give some of her fans to chat.    “   but chat  !  deserves more,  is all i’m saying.  not matter how many  bad puns  he throws into the world.   ”

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bcbysplaylist.

he manages to try and smile when he sees her, but even he could tell she wasn’t handling the whole situation as well as some of the other park patrons. he nods, stuffing his hands in the pocket of his striped pirate pants. “debora,” he signs while he talks to her, enjoying the coping mechanism of the combination of letters contorting his hand in different shapes and forcing his mind to concentrate on something else than the humming or the current dead body in his workplace. “did you hear about the…that kid he was all bloody and….he didn’t deserve that..” he kicked at some dirt under the toe of his boots. “I don’t think they can…hurt us, but we should…stick together.” he mused sneaking a glance to the eerie trick or treat attendants. “I…I like your costume.”

WHILE HE HAD BEEN IMPRISONED,  SHE’D DONE  a bit to learn sign.  it was a big part of baby’s home life,  of  MILES’  himself.  and debora only wanted to be as supportive as she good.  and though she’s not the best signer,  she does know the basics.    “  hi,  baby  -   ”  she’ll sign back with her words,  at least she knows that.  brown eyes look him over,  a breath leaves her lips;  he’s safe,  she’s safe,  and that’s half the battle,  isn’t it  ?    “   i did hear about it,  yes.  nobody deserves it.   ”   this time she speaks,  because she’s not that advanced in sign.    “   agreed,  i think i’d feel a lot better if you were there too.   ”   a soft smile comes from her,  she looking up at him.   “   oh,  this old thing  ?  it’s just a  . . .  diner waitress outfit,  but thank you.   ”

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cataclysmiquc.

He can’t help the small laugh at her bow— minus his taste in puns, she certainly was living up to his personality. “Staying inside? You’ve been getting some fresh air at least, right?” A brief flutter of worry stirs at that— he broods like that sometimes, in solitude, but that seemed almost so unlike her that he can’t help but feel concerned. Adrien trusts that if it was really something of concern, however, she’d be more vocal about it, or at least find someone to confide in, so he won’t worry about it too much. “Heh, you think so? I think I could pull off spots alright. Seriously though, a spot on costume like yours— I bet you’d make Chat Noir proud.” 

HER SKILLS IN PUNS AREN’T EXACTLY LEVELED  -  so she won’t be bothered to try.  besides,  a part of her thinks those puns are reserved to purely annoy ladybug;  how much would she give away  ?    “   no  !  not at all,  i’m no  HOMEBODY,  is that what you think of me,  adrien  ?  -  though it might’ve been a good idea to stay in this week in general,   ”    she’ll muse out loud,  playing with the mask.  she’ll pull it off her head,  before putting it over her eyes.  she’s officially a superhero  !  oh,  and she can totally  feel tikki  giggling in her purse.  bluebell eyes blink at him,  before nodding in agreement.    “   definitely  -  if we had access to social media,  i’d say you should tag her in a post or something.  really  ?  GOOD.  he deserves as many fans as ladybug,  yanno.   ”   no matter  how much  he spit out those annoying puns.

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fraqilespine.

CREDENCE STAYED SILENT FOR a while, unsure as to what he could possibly add to it. there was a certain S H O C K still lingering within his bones, a coldness that spread through his entire body. someone was DEAD — and this was suppose to be his first halloween celebration. he felt guilty, because he wasn’t around to help yuki, guilty that he didn’t felt SCARED in the least. he just felt n u m b. it didn’t necessarily help that he wore a costume of the man who betrayed his TRUST &&. even less that people recognized it as mr. graves’ clothes. this whole day was just off. ‘ — why ?? do people usually do this in groups ?? ’ he asked, raising his eyebrows. nobody ever called him SMART  before either.

UNFORTUNATELY,  MARGO KNOWS THIS  too well,  and more so than she’d like to admit.  she’s been a first hand guest to death,  seen it take one of her  only friends  she’s ever had,  no matter how  SHITTY  she treated them.  and despite that children tended to  ENDLESSLY  annoy her,  no kid deserved this,  especially  yuki.  she hardly gave him the time of her day but  --  THIS IS NOT HER KINGDOM,  it doesn’t mean she doesn’t value life   (   unless they deserved it,  then it was a different story   ).    she’ll shake her head out of her thoughts,  messing with her crown set atop of curls.    “   ---  ‘cause,  people are usually  SAFER  in groups.  and as much as white people like to think their world is safe from  AWFUL MORTALS  -  it’s not.   ”  

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unkncwnhearts.

          she’s DONNED in her silver jacket , hair in a braid , arrow in one hand , BOW in the other ( which , she still has , thank the GODS she had gotten it in some family care package ) , and she’s secluded ,ALONE. no reason to mingle with those people , as long as she isn’t in her HOTEL ROOM , mono shouldn’t care. however , the sound of someone , or something , and the arrow is immediately knocked into her bow , pointed towards the sound. “ …you shouldn’t be sneaking AROUND at a time like this. ”

      “  HOLY CRAP,  BIANCA  !   ”   she’s usually donned with such a clean language,  but betty is taken aback,  flinching at the sight  -  but it’s only a moment,  before doe eyes fall on the girl’s outfit.  it’s  BEAUTIFUL  -  and looks painfully real.      “   it’s just me,  betty  --   ”   and she’ll take a slow step forward,  almost cautiously.    “   --  you okay  ?  i was just gonna ask if you wanted to do this thing  . . .  TOGETHER.   ”  

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      “   you don’t think they  . . .  want me to  PHOTOGRAPH  this thing,  right  ?   ”   |  @stargzaing ♡’d.

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tiimewarps.

“can you look in this and tell me if i actually got anything good?” toph asked, handing her candy bag out to someone nearby. she really didn’t want to have to feel around on the candy wrappers to try and figure out what she had. she would never admit it but the situation had her feeling uncomfortable, nervous even. still, she couldn’t say that, so instead she went to annoyance, and anger. that was much more comfortable for her. “because if i’m being forced to do this bullshit trick or treat at a time like this and i haven’t even gotten anything with chocolate in it there really is going to be a problem.”

    “   OH,  TOPH,  IT’S YOU  !   ”   excitement will lace ty lee’s voice,  despite the situation.  the girl,  unlike others in her group,  didn’t hold  GRUDGES  about the past.  still  . . .  she had to ask.    “   is your cute friend,  sokka,  here too  !?   ”    she’ll ask the other girl,  before peering into the bag.    “   ---  there’s  some  chocolate,  but  . . .  as much as i love treats,  of any kind  . . .  do you really think it’s a good idea to eat it  ?   ”

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    “  freaking out isn’t exactly going to  DO  anything.  you can’t win if you don’t play.   ”   |  @emotionaliisms  ♡’d.

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mocnlaced.

panic is the predominate feeling building in stan’s chest. there are scratch marks, now hidden by sleeves, covering his arms from the original sight of the body. it feels like he still hasn’t caught his breath but he had managed to get his shit together long enough to put on a costume, green leggings and a longer green shirt, complete with a ridiculous hat and shoes. 

now here he was, trick or treating. it only takes one brush of fingers with one of the creepy vendors and he’s gagging, immediately reminded of the body as he stumbles backwards, fingers digging so hard into his palms that he’s sure he’ll break through the skin. “i can’t - can’t do this.” stanley isn’t even sure he can breathe right now.

NEVER ONE TO JUST  STAND BY  WHEN SOMEONE   is clearly in trouble.  and she truly can’t blame him  -  she only saw yuki’s body from afar,  and jason’s in a casket.  despite how often she and jughead would  SLUETH  around,  bodies were never in.  blood,  seeing the death,  the breakdowns  -  that,  her doe green eyes had seen before.  but this  ?  it was different,  sent chills  -  and these vendors weren’t helping so much,  either.

“  hey,   ”   she’ll say softly with her calm voice,  placing a hand on his shoulder  -  there’s barely any weight placed from betty,  just enough  to let him know that she’s there.    “   i don’t think you should be here right now  -  why don’t you let me get you some water and take you somewhere a bit  . . .  further  ?   ”

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       “   YOU KNOW  -  not really  a fan  of weird stares from lil’ blondes.  can you just like  -  not  ?   ”   for once,  her  natural green  hair is showing,  but lorna dane and  PATIENCE  ?  not a thing here,  even for kids.   |  @fcrgetmenott  ♡’d.

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      “   YANNO MAI  --  ?   ”    she’ll comment absentmindedly,  ty lee actually wearing her hair down on this  AUTUMN  evening.     “   i’m thinking maybe this is  . . .  too much like being on the  BAD SIDE  of history again.  i know we’ve seen dead people before but like  -  i dunno,  i just guess it’s  different  here.  does that makes sense  ?   ”      |  @phcntasms  ♡’d.

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    “  OF COURSE I’M FREAKED TO MY BONES  --   ”    salem is curled up in her lap,  as she applies lipstick to her lips.    “   but,  if we’re being  FORCED  to do something,  we might as well make the  BEST  of it.  at this point,  i think it’s survival of the fittest.   ”   |  @unkncwnhearts  ♡’d.

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arcancm.

franklin  was  never  one  for  infatuation.   he's  never  had  a  celebrity  crush,  or an  interest  in  someone  else  purely  based  on  their  looks.   what  was  so  different  about  this  waitress  he  had  only  met  that  same  day  ?   well,  not  MET,  technically.   stared  at  was  the  more  accurate  term.   for  the  first  time  in  his  life,  he  was  smitten,  on  who  he  might  say  was  one  of  the  most  beautiful  girls  in  the  world,  dare  he  be  so  bold.   ❛   wait  …  w - what  current  events  ?   ❜  he  had  already  settled  that  he  was  in  the  middle  of  nowhere,  with  no  escape,  but  he  didn't  necessarily  want  m o r e  to  add  on  to  his  list  of  things  to  be  stressed  about.

BLUE EYES ARE FILLED WITH CURIOUSITY  -  he’s a familiar face,  davina’s sure she’s seen him around in the diner,  and at least around the park.  her head,  with hair pinned up to frame her face,  shakes as she nods,  head tilting curiously up at him.     “   the body,  yuki  -   ”   she deadpans,  blue eyes searching through his to look for recognition.     “   ---  do you really not know  ?  the announcer creeps made a whole  THING  out of it,  with forcing us to come out  . . . .  am i ringing any bells  ?   ”

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forgottenpuppct.

“Of course I will.” There’s hardly a moment of hesitation as she speaks, looping her arm around the other’s. Sure, there’s a silent question of why; if it’s just the nights events or something else bothering her— but now doesn’t seem like the time to be asking questions, nor does she think she wants to think about it much. “Yeah, let’s stick together tonight, okay? I don’t have a good feeling about any of this.”

A SMILE OF RELIEF WILL CROSS HER LIPS  -  SHE’S SO  GLAD  she’s made friends with the other girl,  otherwise there was a fair chance of her  . . .   losing it.    “   bless your soul,  xion  --   ”   she’ll inform the brunette,  linking their arms together and bringing the two of them closer in general.     “   same,  the vendors,  the other voice on the intercom,  the body  -  this is starting to get  WELL DONE HORROR MOVIE  style,  and i’m not sure if i like it.   ”