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grcwingstrcng replied to your post: concept: i actually come back and stick to my...

i like that concept a lot

i kinda do too tbh... miss my goth

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concept: i actually come back and stick to my fucking word

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couple aesthetics ;; julerose

nathchloe ;; heartrate ;; ivanele ;; gabenath

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okay so, my plan to manage between this blog, my carol den-ning blog and my oc kayla blog is to pop on a couple times a day, etc. i have exams coming up too so my activity probably won’t improve too much until summer.

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#me @ myself

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failedwish‌:

❛❛ well … okay. i guess? ❜❜

she’s, concerned. don’t get her wrong, she loved the idea of being a hero. someone who could protect others who couldn’t protect their self? it was a dream. however … she was eight, it terrified her to a degree . fighting along side chat noir && ladybug? 

against those , poor people.

❛❛ and no. i didn’t know what a kwami is. we didn’t know how ladybug and chat    noir got their powers. most magical-girl shows have the girls born with them,    or get some sort of amulet that gives them powers. ❜❜

UGH. This was going to be more difficult than he thought. To be honest, he never even really noticed her age until now. Looks like he had his work cut out for him.

❝ Okay, you’re young right? No worries, no worries at all, that’s cool, totally cool, ❞ he grumbled, CLEARLY not taking that revelation rather well. HIS PREVIOUS HOLDERS HAD BEEN POWERFUL, energetic, they were ready to take the world together. Master Fu must be punishing him for all those times he had been a bother when taken out of the miracle box. Maybe he could work with it--he had to. She was his holder now.

❝ Well, now you know, right? Two kwamis power them up, Tikki and Plagg--doubt we’ll meet them but anyway. ❞ HE SPUN AROUND HIS NEW HOLDER. ❝ Well, you have this arm bracelet. This allows you to transform into something similar to Ladybug and Chat Noir, but your own... spin. We got time to work on it. ❞

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Reflekta, la versione akumizzata di Juleka Couffaine.

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heartwilled

     "Dude, what are you talking about?! This looks great!“ He’s already several measures in, humming the tune to himself under his breath. "Seriously, this is some really good stuff, Juleka. Especially for a first draft. Hey, think you could teach me some of this stuff?” He waves a hand vaguely over the sheet music.

   "I mean, if ya need a mix of something, I’m your guy, and I can play the keyboard halfway decently, i think, but composing?“ He shakes his head. "I wouldn’t know the first thing about it.”

❝ Wait, you really think so? ❞ she questioned softly, eyes straying over to the note sheet. SHE HAD BEEN WRITING SONGS EVER SINCE SHE WAS LITTLE, primarily under the watchful eye of  Luka who became the inspiration for a few of her songs. ❝ Ahh, well, you see, uh... I have created better, after all, uh...❞ SHE STUTTERED OUT, attempting to explain why the song wasn’t as great as he implied it to be.

❝ Do you think maybe, uh... this could use some sort of a mix? Maybe with another song? Uh, just to make it more... unique, I guess. You know, whatever... ❞

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Ophidian’s body ached – it was unlike any pain he’d felt before, if he was honest. It wasn’t unmanageable, but it certainly made it difficult to focus on anything else but the pain. He knew he wasn’t critical, but he also knew that he wasn’t in a condition to fight anymore at the moment.  He felt guilt, for putting this weight on Tiger Lilly’s shoulders; but he knew that pushing himself any further would only make things WORSE. He’s panting, knocking his head back against the wall as he looked up to her as her Miraculous blinked it’s fatal warning of running out of energy ; and, he should’ve looked away. He should’ve closed his eyes – out of respect for another Miraculous user. But he didn’t – and, truly, his only defense was how muddled and clogged his brain was with pain; hand pressed into his side as he watched the familiar light beam revert her back to her civilian form —-               He wasn’t sure WHAT or WHO he expected, but the girl standing in front of him wasn’t it —  His breath catches in his throat, brows raising – “Juleka?! …” he croaks out, voice thick with disbelief, looking to the small Tiger kwami for a moment before back to her. He didn’t know what else to say – or what else to do.  “WAIT–” – but, if he hadn’t had the decency to look away, he at least needed to have the gall to make the cards even. He lets out a shaky, weighed breath and closes his eyes. “Shed Scales,” he murmurs, the phrase that began his own detransformation ; the beam starting at his feet and working its way up to his hair until a very weary and very tired Lars Barriga was laying against the wall looking up at her –.. Sass moving to hover half behind Lars’ shoulder, making almost confused and concerned eye contact with her kwami.

             “… only .. fair, right?”

Tiigras opened his mouth to complain to his holder over the condition they had gotten themselves into before he managed to glance over to Ophidian. His eyes widened as he fluttered to Juleka’s shoulder, settling himself as she wobbled lightly on her feet in her own silent pain. JULEKA HERSELF WAS IN SHOCK AS WELL and it was to be expected when such a sacred rule had been so cruelly broken.

Juleka took a step back when Ophidian croaked out her name so weakly. HE KNEW HER CIVILIAN IDENTITY BY NAME? Clearly the situation could not get much worse--it was bad enough she had been discovered, now she had been recognised? Her breath hitched in her throat as she went to respond, settling to crouch down. The akumatised villain was still at large and while Tiigras may have been in need of food in order to recharge his energy, JULEKA WAS GOING TO DEFEND HER FRIEND. Especially after his command--”WAIT”. Maybe he didn’t want her to leave after all.

She just wish he hadn’t looked.

What would he think of her? The famous Tiger Lily, feared by akumas and loved by civilians turned out to be nothing more than a local gothic figure--holding the reminiscent look of a vampire, somebody who only ever appeared in the dark of the night.

Her own body ached--NOTHING COMPARED TO THE PAIN OF THE SUPERHERO LAYING BEFORE HER but it was an ache she couldn’t ignore. Her injured frame decided as it trembled that it could not take the stress of crouching down in her position and so she collapsed to her knees, still taller than Ophidian--she would be able to protect him if anybody came for them that way.

Maybe this time she should speak properly to him. Yet before she could get a word out, she heard a soft command to his kwami--”Shed Scales”.

❝ Wait--what are you-- ❞ she stuttered out as the familiar glow encased the snake hero, revealing the male before her to be...

❝ Lars? ❞ SHE QUESTIONED, eyes straying over his battered body. The person she tended to only meet up with to hide from akumas was the very person she had began to fight alongside. Still trembling, she shuffled her body slightly closer, Tiigras looking in shock towards the snake kwami Sass himself, eyes flashed in concern for both holders.

❝ Ahh... you’re really hurt, ❞ she murmured, trying to think of how to help him work through the pain. Trying to push past the reveal, she tried to focus on what she really needed to do. THEY NEEDED TO GO TO THE HOSPITAL--especially if Ladybug’s powers refused to heal the wounded. HER MOTHER taught her basic first aid--but the knowledge she would need to know to help Lars through his pain was beyond her.

❝ Do--uh... um, do you think you can move? Uh, try moving your arm...? We, uh... we need to go. ❞

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WE’RE KIDNAPPING KAGAMIS BY NIGHTFALL

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you know what? fuck it i’m coming back

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damn, tumbleweed’s new blog treatment is so ANNOYING. however, here we go, YEET. mayhaps ya’ll wanna smash that like/reblog button if you wanna interact with a brand new danganronpa (although easily turned fandomless) oc! SHSL psychiatrist Kayla Patterson (she’s a foreign student)! penned by fali! multiverse ; open to all fandoms!

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                                              🇲​🇨​🇷​🇩​🇪​🇷​🇪​🇸​🇸​

❝ I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible. And when I leave you will finally understand, why storms are named after people. ❞ 

indie. carol den-ning, penned by fali open to ocs ; multifandom ; fandomless muses tw for heavily dark themes presented all throughout the blog

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UHHHHHHHHHHH i guess this blog is going on hiatus???

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She places her hands on her own cheek, slowly nodding. “I know, I know. But like I said before, this fits perfectly! It’s rare for people to capture the true essence in someone’s lyrics into a full song. You’re really talented, Juleka.” Watch her spin around the room, singing the song they both created for a little bit. She wanted to record it and hear it forever. How? She’ll find a way, somehow.

“You know what? I got an idea!” She stops spinning, feeling a little bit dizzy, but quickly getting stable after a while. She quickly grabs Juleka’s hands, staring at the goth’s eyes. “How about we get all the students here and we play our song for all of them? I’m sure they’ll love it!”

Juleka cupped her own cheek with her hand as she smiled lightly at Rose’s own compliments. SHE WASN’T USED TO BEING COMPLIMENTED IN GENERAL, but being complimented by Rose herself--WHILE A COMMON OCCURRENCE--never failed to flutter the butterflies in her stomach. Her cheeks flushed almost as pink as Rose’s dress. ❝ Ahh... thank you, you’re a talented songwriter too, you know. ❞ DESPITE THE SONGS USUALLY BEING FROM THE HEAVY METAL GENRE, something you would not expect from Rose, they were very expressive in the lyrics.

WITH HER BEST FRIEND SPINNING HERSELF UNTIL SHE MADE HERSELF DIZZY, Juleka found herself breathlessly chuckling. ❝ O--Our song? ❞ SHE STUTTERED OUT, all of the breath in her lungs being knocked out almost instantly. ❝ Yeah--yeah, yeah, I mean yeah, I’d like that, ❞ she continued, smile beaming on her face as she spoke. ❝ Do you really think they’d like it? ❞

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Ladybug didn’t have to know Tigras for very long to realize that this bout of solemn-ness was pretty out of character. Still, the last thing she wanted to do was make him think she was pitying him; the superheroine couldn’t imagine that would do wonders for his pride. How to go about this…

“I don’t think that’s true. Sure, creation and destruction are important, but that doesn’t mean the others are any less so. Besides, if it were up to me, I’d think it’d be a good idea to have a team of heroes—that way, we could all work together, you guys could be reunited, and we’d defeat Le Papillon like that.” It would…also probably mean a quicker end to this than she’d maybe like, but everything had to end eventually, right?

“But it’d just be too dangerous, according to Master Fu.” Who was the one to put more Miraculous out even after saying that. Maybe it was in bad form to bad-mouth ( bad-think? ) the keeper—he was much older and more experienced than she was when it came to the Miraculous—but there were some times Ladybug just didn’t understand him. 

The sight of the kwami snickering again was a welcome sight—Ladybug didn’t know if he’d have snapped out of that funk on his own, but it was certainly good to see him out of it. She merely shrugged, grinning a small bit. Sorry, Rose. 

However, it looked like they were also getting back into dangerous waters with not only more talk of Marinette, but the return of the guessing game. Bright blue eyes widened in surprise at that little tidbit—she’d have thought that’d be too much information for him to say without getting stopped by whatever prevented the kwami from blowing the secret. Continuing to play along was looking like her best option…

“Vaguely. A lot of akuma happen around her school, so I’ve seen her around—there was one that even had a crush on her.” That may have been a bit too much to get into; it’d be a good idea to jump on the Adrien train of thought. “Well, he is a model. You can’t really walk around Paris without seeing his face somewhere. I don’t really know him that well, of course, but, y’know. He seems like a good kid. Apparently he’s not Tiger-Lily, though.”

❝ I... wish we could reunite. ❞ THE VOICE HAD RETURNED TO SOLEMNESS.  Flashes of grief engraved into his eyes, remembering his friends long past. MAYBE THE NEXT TIME HE WOULD SEE ALL HIS FRIENDS WAS DURING SOMEBODY’S CYCLE--but he had no idea when that was going to occur. He especially missed Nooroo, it had been so long since he had disappeared. It was the same with Duusu, both had disappeared so long ago it could almost be considered a cold case despite the activity of Hawk Moth. MAYBE THEY WERE DESTINED TO CAUSE CHAOS NOW, a fate Tigraas could never see himself submitting to.

❝ All of us kwamis, yeah? We all lost two of our friends that way. It’s nice to be in the field but of course we’re also going to miss being able to contact one another in the miracle box. ❞ HE MISSED THE ZODIAC KWAMIS AND HE MISSED BOTH PLAGG AND TIKKI. Even if Plagg insisted on giving him the horrid nickname of Roarr as an almost punishment. ❝ But maybe if you and Chat Noir decided on identity reveal I could reveal my holder as well. ❞ BACK ONTO THE GUESSING GAME, it was clear that Tigraas was not one to linger on the sad moments of life for too long. It was emphasised by the idea of his playful tone.

❝ Why is it too dangerous if it’s just between holders themselves? ❞ THE QUESTION AGITATED THE TIGER KWAMI, tail swishing from one side to the other. ❝ It would mean us kwamis get to discuss ideas too. This isn’t our first time dealing with danger, ya know. We’re smart both apart AND together. ❞ TIGRAAS RESPECTED MASTER FU. Of course he did. After all, Master Fu spent time getting to know every single kwami and spent time with each one individually. It would be hard to not respect somebody who wanted to get to know the identities and personalities of every single kwami he protected. BUT SOMETIMES, THE LOGIC BEHIND HIS DECISIONS RILED THE TIGER UP.

❝ Wait, really? Akuma with a crush? That sounds crazy, deadly, actually, surprised Hawk Moth doesn’t take advantage of heartbreak more often--imagine facing some sort of anti-cupid. ❞ WHILE SPENDING ALL OF HIS TIME DORMANT IN HIS MIRACLE BOX, he wasn’t versed with every akuma the team had faced in the past. Yet it allowed his imagination to run free--he was glad he got to witness akumas first hand now that he was back in action.

❝ Nope. Adrien is NOT my holder, sure, maybe you’d be seeing more stripes on him if that was the case.  Besides, my holder is PROBABLY the person you’d least suspect. Maybe I’ll give ya one last guess. Ya feeling brave enough for it? ❞

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He has gotten social anxiety through experience and the combination of his experience and eye for detail, he easily pinged on the fact that she had social anxiety as well. It was honestly a surprise for him, but at the same time, he felt that it was a great relief and actually helped him relax considerably and his surprise was kept to internal. He didn’t interact with many people that were also socially anxious between either of their anxieties.

Once he was situated, he could tell that the concept of small talk wasn’t one the other had a knack for as the words sounded almost forced. “I don’t mind Juleka. In fact, I’d feel bad if I didn’t answer. I transferred from Germany.” He answers softly. He hoped that the tone of his voice could help to relax her nerves, though that wasn’t the main reason his tone was the way that it is. The intent was a mixture of his habit of helping people and a way of trying to repay her for helping to settle his own, though she probably didn’t do it intentionally.

“We can, but feel free to ask me any questions you may have during it. Either about my opinion about the assignment or about me.” Their similar ideals about social interaction helped him to feel at home in class, well, if his home was actually as calming as talking with Juleka was. He was partially dreading some questions that the other could possibly ask, but this was a time that his own nature could become his own enemy, though such a feeling wasn’t new to him.

JULEKA HAD BEEN SOCIALLY ANXIOUS SINCE HER BIRTH. Anarka always made comments on how she generally managed to shy away from social situations, even from her childhood. IT WAS CLEAR THAT JULEKA WAS NOT A SOCIAL BUTTERFLY, and while Rose did try to break her out of her shell, she was glad to have maybe come across somebody with a similar mindset to her. Glancing up at him with the nervous glint so evident in her eye, she cowered behind her fringe slightly. SHE WISHED HER BEST FRIEND WAS HERE, but if she had to work with someone who was as equally socially inept as her, she was glad to not do the project alone.

❝ Ahh, really? We went there one summer--tried to travel by boat, since that means we can just... bring the entire house with us. ❞ LIVING ON A HOUSE BOAT CERTAINLY HAD ITS PERKS, what with the idea of being able to bring your entire house on a journey around the world at a moment’s notice--AND WITH THE PERMISSION OF THE SCHOOL AS WELL. It helped to live life on the edge--BUT AT THE SAME TIME, it was a major con for someone who preferred to keep her life quiet and rather in the shadows, unnoticed by many.  ❝ So, does that mean you can speak German? ❞ SHE WAS TRYING VERY HARD TO KEEP THE CONVERSATION GOING--if she had the chance to maybe make a friend she might as well take it.

The idea of getting to know somebody was slowly beginning to settle in the goth’s mind. HE DIDN’T SEEM TOO SCARY, in fact, he seemed very friendly. ❝ Have you been settling in okay? ❞ SHE QUESTIONED FURTHER, eyes soon straying to the assignment at hand as she could feel the judgemental eyes of her superior falling upon her. ❝ I mean... as okay as you can, at least... you’ll make a lot of friends quickly. ❞ SHE PAUSED FOR A MOMENT AS SHE SCANNED DOWN THE SHEET THAT CONTAINED THE REQUIREMENTS FOR THE SUCCESS OF THE PROJECT.  ❝ You’ll get along with Rose for sure. She... helps to bring people out of their shell more often than not. ❞ ROSE WAS A SOCIAL BUTTERFLY and seemed to gravitate towards those who were the opposite end of the spectrum.