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lovedbyfin​:

  tanax blinks and … can’t help the startled laugh that passes her lips. not the cruel, bitter one from earlier but more a impressed one. of course they’d be suspicious of her. one of the main reasons she’d come over to them besides crippling loneliness was to scout the other girl out and see if she was a threat. but anyone in their shared situation would be wary, 

“ one sec. “ she hated being in the other form for how stuffy and not her it was but … if they were going to stay out here in the open for a long while. well. better not to drag attention to yourself. a cursory glance around the area showed it free from the little vermin that tended to run around so… magic sparked up and over her skin, transforming magical warrior princess shining star shimmering diamond blossom heart into sakura fujimoto. a disguise over a disguise. 

“ if i’d wanted to turn you in i could have just noticed your wings and called for someone to take you back with me. or attacked you instead of coming forward so i’d at least have the element of surprise, you know ? that’s baby scouting stuff – you don’t reveal yourself to your target. “ pinky is still offered out, and wiggled a bit now. “ i have no intention of going back there. and i think snitches get stitches?? is that what they say. “

this weird juxtaposition of trying to keep her cover and wanting to let loose and stop being perky for five minutes is really doing hell on her speech patterns, huh? 

It’s a good point. Certainly something she probably would have been able to work out on her own, if she wasn’t so wracked with paranoia. Being taken back as a traitor is one thing; if her identity is discovered, it’s only a matter of time before they find the Sorcerer, too, and that is something she cannot allow. But...the other girl is making sense. If she were really someone sent to bring Pixi back, it would have been easy to just jump her. 

The magic doesn’t surprise her—lucky for them, they’re relatively alone, otherwise someone might have seen more than just Holly’s ‘tattoos’ moving—and doesn’t completely put her at ease, either, though most of the tension has left her body. She’s got some reservations, but the way Holly saw it, this could be spun well either way: she’s not going to completely put 100% of her trust into this girl, so she can be ready for any kind of confrontation later down the line, but if it turns out she’s for real, it would be so nice to have an actual friend who understood.

After another moment of thinking, she links her pinky with the other girl’s, a small, real smile appearing on her face for the first time since they’d started talking. “Snitches get stitches. Or wind up in ditches—either one, I’ve heard both. But I don’t wanna go back either. So we’ll...look out for each other there, yeah? Make sure no one tries to drag us ‘home’ kicking and screaming.”

“I’m Pixi. Like this—” a little gesture towards herself—her glamour—with a free hand, the other still locked in pinky promise— “you can call me Holly. I...I’ve gotta be honest, I didn’t think I’d ever meet anyone else who didn’t like the way they did things, never mind actually got out!” She’s finally letting excitement run through her body, hesitations set aside for just a moment. Maybe there were more, and she just never realized; they didn’t think they could speak up, or they thought they were alone. 

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lovedbyfin​:

  it’s rare that something actually makes her soften. something that gets tanax to – ugh, feel things. but the way that the blond hesitantly is begging for her not to tell anyone, the hesitation in her gaze. maybe it struck a chord. carefully constructed mask close to falling away as her smile gentles a bit, but she was stronger than that. it would be so nice, to have someone who got it, someone who knew, someone she didn’t have to be a ditsy little oopsie daisy around. but – you don’t get to be where she is in life with counting your larva before they’ve hatched. 

“ as long as you promise too ? being here, i think we both might get into heaps of trouble. “ just in case, a voice whispers at her, and has her extending a pinky out towards the other one with a bit of her usual flair. “ it’s a human custom. you link pinkies and the promise is sealed magically, or something!” 

human custom.           tanax, what the fuck. 

She...has no idea what’s going on, and that fact is making her wings twitch ever the more with her anxiousness. Holly hadn’t ever heard of another fae gone rogue ( well. duh ), other than the sort of warning stories fae elders told to youngsters who were getting a bit fidgety. But if this is someone like her...she could have an ally. A fae one, someone who actually understood why she couldn’t just stay and do the same thing forever. 

Staring at the gesture, she bites the inside of her cheek, hard enough she can taste chlorophyll. Holly is aware what a pinky promise is: it’s serious stuff. And the fact that the other girl actually understands a human custom...this is either a really good spy, or someone who was genuinely in the same boat. 

“I...I’m sorry if this is rude, but how do I know I can trust you...? I mean, for all I know, they sent you to find me.” Far-fetched, maybe—Pixi isn’t that important back home. But if higher-ups got suspicious of her...having someone scout out for the disobediant faery playing hero wouldn’t be the most outlandish thing they’ve ever done. 

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wingdipped​:

“Dismiss my warning if you wish. I look forward to watching you crumble under your naiveté either way.”

Hawkmoth most certainly isn’t immortal. But he doesn’t need to be, and nor does he even truly need this heroine to believe him. The heroes that pursued him may’ve carried a hint of intuition with them, but the masses largely didn’t. And once he has brought this new heroine to her utmost defeat, the rumor will spread vast beyond the reach of their control.

So Hawkmoth won’t be folding just because his bluff has been called. On the contrary, he is prepared to meet this new magic-wielder head-on. Even if he does not know exactly what her magical capabilities are, Hawkmoth has ways of drawing them out – & eyes in unseen places. And he is confident: he will soon know more about her than she knows even of herself.

For now, he will continue to patronize her with his smile, pulling it lopsided and stiff, until he draws his sword, apparently dismissing her feeble offer. For now, he keeps his actions simplistic and goes at her head-on. What better way to achieve a simple test of strength, after all, by going to direct throws?

“And, for the record: might I suggest you avoid wasting your cliché on a line that’s always doomed to fail?”

Man, she loves when bad guys underestimate her—it makes the outraged shock on their faces when she kicks their butts all the sweeter. Of course, she can’t be reckless ( which, contrary to popular belief, isn’t impossible for Pixi, thank you very much ); there are still many unknowns, and letting her guard down wouldn’t be smart against a new foe. 

Not to mention...she’ll have to rely on her own reserves for this one. It would take a ridiculous amount of magical power to draw on the plant life nearby. This arena was very much in her opponent’s favor, what with the constrictive nature of all the metal. Pixi can make it work, of course—a benefit of her own home turf being a concrete jungle—but the longer this fight is drawn out...

“Ooh, boy, you’re one of those bad guys who’s got wayyy too much confidence in his own intelligence, aren’t you? I mean, that makes sense. If what I’ve heard about your whole gimmick is right, you think you’re playing, like...eight-dimensional chess or something.” Pixi had no love in her heart for those who used others for their own gain—Mama Witch back home was much the same. There was being strategic, and there was hiding away to avoid the fight yourself. 

“You could talk about being doomed to fail. I mean, I haven’t even been in Paris long, and you’ve lost how many times already? It has to be in triple digits by now.” Magic starts to gather underneath her feet: vines are ready at her command, but if she’s honest, clever quips are always the most fun part. 

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            { he’s silent, just staring with narrowed eyes. }

Makes direct eye contact, and continues shoving discount Halloween candy into her mouth. You’re not my dad, Connor.

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darkchose​:

                  (🐱)┊WARM AS EVER. Her embrace was a bit tighter this time, nevertheless he recognized the warmth behind it. Sighing in bliss to finally set aside the fear he had lingering in his thoughts for so long. The Parisian hero couldn’t have wished for a better outcome, not in nine lifetimes, treasuring every second. Even if…the sensation of her fingers caressing his locks made it that much harder not to falter into his cat-like instincts ! He resisted emitting a purr by softly chuckling at her response when it chimed in, backing up when he did as their emerald hues met once more. 

                  ❝ heh. It’s more like…your “silly-little-brother” but who am I to oppose such a pawsome gem-of-a-sister. ❞ he cooed, releasing the wingless fairy promptly after to wipe away whatever droplets remnants that coated his cheeks. ❝ Siblings against the world ? Couldn’t have pictured it any better than that. ❞ Swiftly, yet gently, he swept Holly off her feet. Now that their emotional feelings were out in the open and set aside—they had the rest of the day to truly be themselves ! And he had the perfect sweet pastry in mind to celebrate their newfound bond too.

                   ❝ Got it ! Hang on tight then, I know the purrfect place. You’ll wish New York had some of these delicacies once you try one. ❞ And with that he vaulted across rooftops with her in his arms, casting the biggest of smiles across his maw.  

                 “First thing to establish—older sister is always right,” she replied, tone light and teasing. Of course, she had no previous experience, but Holly was pretty sure that was some kind of rule. Blinking away the beginning of tears, she matched his smile with one of her own. What a strange turn this had taken...tendrils of soft embarrassment uncurled in her stomach at her previous thoughts of a confession from him. “So if I say you’re great, you’ve gotta believe it!” 

                   She doesn’t get much of a chance to respond after that before they’re already off in the air, and a delighted yelp breaks free in place of any words. She’s usually the one carrying people in the air, so this is a pleasant change of pace. Holding on tight, it’s hard not to relish the feeling of the wind through her hair and sun on her skin: the suit was nice, but Holly had to admit, it was nothing compared to feeling like this. Adrenaline ran through her veins, and she beamed. Siblings against the world. She really liked the sound of that.

                 “I’ll trust you on that! A lot of the pastries I’ve had here have been great!” Of course, she’d yet to find an amazing piece of pizza, but that was a bias Holly didn’t think she’d ever overcome. It was just too good, back home.                   

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Glances around at the huge group of brainwashed superheroes running amok. 

“Who are you people?!”

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darkchose​:

              (🐱)┊HIS HEART ACHED. Those very words ‘i trust you’ was all that Chat needed to reassure his actions weren’t in vain. She didn’t scowl at him- didn’t reject him either. The wingless fairy’s touch only making it that much harder to conceal his emotions. ❝ Holly… ❞ he murmured, letting it all sink in before he almost instantly fell on his knees. Tugging Holly close enough to embrace and hide his teary hues from her.     

                 ❝ …merci, sis. ❞ he lightly uttered, trying his absolute best not to break down in front of her. ( It wouldn’t be cool if he did that. ) Generally he was pretty good at putting up a tough act but, this time, he couldn’t. Not when almost all his life he was subdue to following orders, putting on a mask, and going through things on his own. Granted it wasn’t the love of his life he was holding; but it didn’t make it any less significant ! He owed pixie the world and back for shining a bit of light into his life. Light he’d yearned for so long. 

                 ❝ i’m…new to this…I never had a sibling before but…I’ll try to be the little brother you can be proud of. your little brother… ❞  

                Oh, jeez. While she absolutely understood the weight of a superhero identity, she didn’t think that the lifting of it would actually cause him to stumble a bit. Still, Holly held him close in return, still running her fingers through his hair. They could do this as long as she needed, and hopefully, her return hug was enough to let him know that. 

                “I’m already proud of you, dummy,” she replied, tone light despite the tears pricking at her eyes. “How could I not be?” He’d already proven himself to be not only an amazing hero, but a good person. He’d helped her when she was new to the city, when she was injured after a fight...some big sister she was turning out to be. Still.

                “I’ve never really had siblings before, either, but I hope the same. We’ll help each other out, y’know? Whenever you need me, I’ll do whatever I can. Okay? Now. How about we get something sweet to celebrate? It’s not every day I get a new, amazing little brother, so we need to commemorate this.”  

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like—on the one hand, Nice™ ( also gonna just quickly tag lil bro @darkchose here ) but on the other, WHERE IS MY DAUGHTER, ZAG, IT’S BEEN FIVE YEARS

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darkchose​:

              (🐱)┊SHE’S BEAUTIFUL. He noticed her smiles before but, this time, it felt more surreal ?? They were both happy; no walls between them…the real them ! It felt as if a huge weight lifted off his shoulders; knowing they share the same trust and that he didn’t have to struggle to withhold anything from her. Even uttering a muffled chuckle over their small competition to protect one another. Though- it wasn’t long before he was reminded of the hero’s precept around Paris. 

              ❝ um, you see, I…haven’t told anyone else. It’s actually forbidden to inform anyone about our identifies here. Something about a ‘hero rule’ i believe. ❞ Brows furrowed, expressing guilt more than anything. ❝ I know I broke it and could possibly put lives in danger by doing so….but- ❞ his voice softened, closing his eyes before turning away. ❝ I didn’t want to keep pushing you away. not anymore. I couldn’t… ❞ it didn’t felt right.       

             While the rule doesn’t really surprise her ( and doesn’t sound too unreasonable, given what she knows about Paris’ heroes—namely, that they’re way younger than what the general public seems to believe ), Holly frowns a small bit. Hadn’t he mentioned the fact that Ladybug knew the identities of some of the other heroes running around? Granted, they weren’t as much of a permanent fixture, to her knowledge, but still...

              A thoughtful noise hums behind her lips. “Well, for what it’s worth, I trust you. And you can trust me, too. I’m better at keeping secrets than most people think, and the fact that you felt so strongly about this...it really means a lot.” That doesn’t even begin to cover it, really, but it’s a good enough start. Holly places a hand atop his head, carefully carding her fingers through his locks.

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