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[cocosparkel]

Curiosity killed the cat(but satisfaction brought it back)

Summary -When Marinette finds out that she is adopted, she tracks down her Biological aunt. Who happens to live Gotham, the place she swore she wouldn't go. Well, Gotham just gained a new vigilante - Chaos.

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Chapter 7: THE DARK KNIGHT

Word count: 856

T/W - SA (it's not graphic, but just to be on the safer side, the part is divided by red lines)

Just as Marinette was on her way back to her aunt's home, where she now lives,could you believe it the akuma alert in her phone rang, and it just so happened to be a level 7 akuma, a rather fatal one.

The alley way to Marinette's left was the best option to hide in and transform. Without a second thought , she dashed into the alley way.

But it would seem all her luck had run out.

“Look what we have here.” The man holding her at gunpoint crooned, as his partner stood in front of Marinette, a menacing smile on his marred face.

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“Well well, if it isn't an itty-bitty schoolgirl, from that fancy Gotham Academy at that.” Her captor said, his voice sending a shiver down Marinette's spine, as he squeezed her, his hand going lower and lower “I'm sure your parents would pay a hell lotta money for their beloved daughter, don't ya think ?”

“Le-Let me go Monsieur,” Marinette said, with a heavy french accent. She hoped they would let her go when they realised she was a foreigner, and she wasn't worth much.

Unfortunately, that wasn't the case.

The man's grip on her waist tightened. “My, a French girl ?It must be my lucky day.”

“Ernie, I have an idea. I'm sure she would bring more money if sold, than held as hostage. S’not every day that you find a European chick… or a hot one.” The man in front of her said, dragging a finger down her cheek, her neck, and below stopping just above her chest.

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Marinette swallowed back a gasp, she had to escape, but how-

A shadow covered them, and the man in front of her turned away from her, trying to look for the caster of the shadow, only to bump into the shadow.

Belatedly, Marinette realised the shadow was actually a man.

“Step away from her. Now.” A deep voice echoed across the alley.

The effect was immediate. Just in a blink of an eye, the man who had been holding her at gunpoint, loosened his grip, just enough for Marinette to slam her head against his.

A sickening crunch, and a string of swears let Marinette know, she had successfully broken his nose. Using his pain to her advantage, she elbowed him, and managed to grab his gun.

In the meanwhile, the man -who Marinette realised was the Dark knight of Gotham- had made quick work of the other thug.

When Batman tried to place a hand on her shoulder, Marinette's instincts took over, and she shot at him.

Of course, it missed, just grazing The Bat, who had ducked before Marinette could even react.

“Easy there. I'm here to help.” His voice was unusually soft and comforting.

Marinette collapsed to the ground, and her vision was blurred. She realised she was shaking.Taking a deep breath, she looked up at the bat.

“I.. I'm so-sorry for trying to shoot y-you,” she said, her voice shaking.

“It's fine. Now get up, where do you live ?”

“I.. an apartment just around the block.”

“Then why were you here ?” He asked, his voice sternly.

“Something shiny caught my eye, and I just wanted to look at it.” Marinette lied.

“Gotham isn't a safe place to wander around. Hurry up to your home now.”

Without another word, Batman disappeared into the shadows, the muted sound of a grapple hook indicating that he had left. At that moment, her akuma alert app rang again.

To Marinette's surprise, it was showing that the akuma had been defeated, and that Chat Noir had destroyed the akuma.Just as she had expected, many were wondering where Ladybug was.

Suddenly she remembered Batman's words, and hurried out of the alley and ran all the way back to her Aunt's apartment.

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“I'm home !” She announced, slightly out of breath. Hopefully her aunt wouldn't scold her again.

“Marinette Draper- Kyle what in the world were you thinking ?”

Apparently, her aunt was still very mad. After about 15 minutes of lecturing her, Selina finally let her go. Marinette took a quick shower, and came back out for dinner.

That's when her aunt dropped the most unexpected news.“Marinette, you need to be home by 6 tomorrow, we are going to the Waynes for dinner.”

“...why ?” Marionette cringed, that was a dumb question. Obviously,Selina wanted to introduce her to her fiance and his family. After all, Marinette was Selina's only family.

“Well, Bruce just wanted to meet you properly, and introduce you to his family. And…” Selina hesitated before continuing, "I just wanted you to meet his family too, you know. They're nice kids, though they seem intimidating at first. But if you don't want to, I understand”

“No, no….”Marinette said, hurriedly.Her aunt's face fell and Marinette realised just what she had said.

“I mean, no I don't want to cancel, I’ll come !”

And just like that, Selina's mood improved drastically, her face glowing with happiness.

But there was something in her eyes, a rather mischievous twinkle in her eyes, that made Marinette regret agreeing.

Oh well, what's the worst that could happen ?

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A.N. Want to know when the next chapter is posted ? Let me know and I'll tag you in the next chapter :)

( This chapter was kind of.. dark. But in the brighter side, we've reached the end of act one ! Well,almost. The next chapter is the finale of act one, and I'm so excited for that ! I'll possibly drop the next chapter in September third week.)

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[cocosparkel]

Curiosity killed the cat(but satisfaction brought it back)

Summary -When Marinette finds out that she is adopted, she tracks down her Biological aunt. Who happens to live Gotham, the place she swore she wouldn't go. Well, Gotham just gained a new vigilante - Chaos.

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Chapter 6: A RUDE WELCOME

Word count: 1130

Previously.. Seconds later, a boy with jet black hair burst into the class. He handed a note to the teacher, and made his way.. to her ?

“Move.” He snapped, his green eyes narrowed.

“Wha- What ?” She asked, confused. Gods, she didn't have enough coffee to deal with this shit.

He clicked his tongue, and replied in a condescending tone, “You are in my seat, could you move.”

Marinette bristled, she did not like that tone, nor did she like his order.From the looks of it, it would seem that this boy was just like the old Chloe, a total nuisance.

She was not going to let anyone push her around, not like before. But at the same time, she didn't really want to make enemies on her first day.

So, she replied in the only rational way, “No.”

“What ?” The boy asked, stunned. Apparently no one had told him no before.

“You heard me. I'm not moving.” Marinette said, confidently, though her heart was pounding. The entire class watched the exchange with bated breath, and the boy just glared at her.

Before he could reply, the teacher intervened.“Mr. Wayne, that's our new exchange student, Marinette Draper. She wasn’t aware that you sit in that seat, so please do adjust for the day. Let's give her a warm welcome, and try to be compromising, yes ?”

The boy nodded, somewhat reluctantly,and just sat down in the seat next to her.

“Thank you.” The teacher said, before she turned to the board and started teaching.

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After their first class ended, Marinette made a beeline to the exit, and was joined by Leah. “You have a lot of guts, standing up to Damian.” She said, looking at Marinette with awe.

“Well, it's not like he could actually do anything, right ?” Marinette shrugged, completely nonchalant.

Leah stopped midstep, and turned to look at her, “Marinette, you do realise who his father is –”

“His father's Bruce Wayne, I know; but I'm sure Mr. Wayne wouldn't use his influence to protect his son from facing consequences of being a bully.” Marinette cut Leah off, slightly annoyed.

“But-”“But nothing. Honestly, I didn't really do anything.” Marinette said, her tone indicating that she was done with the topic. Leah too, gave up, and the two walked in silence to their next class.

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Marinette didn't see the boy, Damian again, till right before lunch. It would seem they had chemistry together too.

This time, she sat far away from him. But fate had its own plans.By some weird coincidence, she ended up being paired with Damian. Not for the day, but for the rest of the term.

“I'm hoping you are somewhat better than the other imbeciles here.” Damian said, sliding into the seat next to her, without even looking at her.Marinette rolled her eyes,

“Certainly, if they are anything like you.” No response From the corner of her eye, she could see Damian, his jaw set, and his eyes glued onto the board.

Hiding her smirk, she looked away, and pulled out her notebook. It would seem she won this round, and had rendered the great Damian Wayne speechless.

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During Lunch, Marinette realised just what Leah had meant. The entire cafeteria seemed to be staring at her, and glaring at Leah. Leah shrunk into herself, and quietly stood in line for her turn. Marinette followed her, and observed the students.

It would seem that GA too had a hierarchy. In the centre, a group of girls were seated, each with obnoxious expressions on their faces, as they gossiped as loud as they could. Next to the table, were a group of boys, who seemed to be in a heated discussion.

Based on how these two groups were in the centre, and everyone surrounded them, one would assume that these two were the most popular groups in the school.

After receiving lunch, Marinette continued to follow Leah. Leah quietly made her way to the corner most table, narrowly avoiding tripping over people’s feet. From how unfazed she was, Marinette assumed it was a common occurrence.

That was when she made up her mind. She would help Leah, any way she could.

The two girls indulged in a rather subdued conversation.

That is, until they were joined by two girls,who introduced themselves as Leah's friends. “You must be the new girl who joined today !” The girl with dark hair said,"What's your name ? I’m Mia.”

Marinette answered her question, with a smile on her face. “I’m Marinette. Its nice to meet you guys, I hope we can get along !"

The other girl, introduced her self as ‘Cass’ Mia then explained how Cass had selective mutism, and usually communicated through ASL. Marinette gave Cass an understanding look.

The four girls sat together, and Marinette felt slightly happier. Never had she expected that she would end up making 3 friends on her first day. Maybe GA would be different.

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During P.E. Damian finally managed to one up her.

As luck would have it, they were playing dodgeball.

Marinette and Damian were in opposite teams, and they were some of the last ones standing. Towards the end, it became quite obvious that the two only saw each other, as they kept aiming at each other, and not the other few students who were left.

Just before the ball could hit Marinette, The coach blew his whistle, declaring the end of the game.

But, Marinette, who had gotten distracted, still got hit by the ball, at the same time as the whistle was blown.

Because of this minute detail, Damian's team were declared winners, with Damian having hit Marinette.For some reason, this infuriated Marinette.

Damian had tried to approach her after that, but she avoided him completely. His smug smirk right after he hit her, was etched in her memories, refusing to fade.

She spent the remainder of the day sulking, refusing to utter a single word. After school ended, she simply swapped numbers with Leah, and left to the library just a block away, and tried to look for any books about the miraculous.

But Marinette did not notice time passing, till the librarian nearly kicked her out. It was almost 9, and she had multiple missed calls from her aunt. She immediately called her aunt, and apologised. After being scolded by her aunt, Marinette decided to walk home. All she wanted to do right now was sleep. It had been a rather long day.

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( This chapter was kind of fun to write. We're almost entering act two, where tha action starts ahahahahhaa. Anyway I hoped you liked this one. I'll possibly drop the next chapter in August first week.)

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[cocosparkel]

(I love this Lover moodboard)

[cocosparkel]

Curiosity killed the cat(but satisfaction brought it back)

Summary -When Marinette finds out that she is adopted, she tracks down her Biological aunt. Who happens to live Gotham, the place she swore she wouldn't go. Well, Gotham just gained a new vigilante - Chaos.

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Chapter 5 : A NEW FRIEND AND A NUISANCE

(word count: 88O)

Whispers filled the halls of Gotham Academy, and Marinette knew she was the main subject of their conversations. It had been less than a week since she arrived at Gotham, and in that time, she had reconnected with Selina, and enrolled into Gotham Academy.

Of course, Gotham Academy was a rather prestigious establishment, which would rarely accept students in the second term. But with Bruce Wayne, a freaking multi-millionaire who happened to be her aunt's fiance, pulling some strings, she had started taking classes at the academy with no problems.

Today happened to be her first day, and after taking a 3 day course to ensure she was upto mark with her peers, she was finally attending a class with the other students.

She ignored the students who were staring at her, as if she were just a source of entertainment. She wouldn't invite any trouble, but if any of them dared to cross the line, she wouldn't let them off easily. Marinette was done being a pushover, it was about time she took her life back.

Standing in front of the principal's office, she knocked gently.“Come in !” the Principal's voice sounded from the other side of the door. Marinette entered the room, and was slightly surprised to see another student inside.

The principal, Headmistress Anderson, smiled at her warmly, “Good morning Ms. Kyle. I'm sure you'll fit right in with your classmates. Here is your timetable.”

Gesturing to the student, the Headmistress continued, “This is our student body representative, Leah Watson. She will show you to your class, as you two are in the same class. Now you better be on your way, you wouldn't want to be late for your first class ! Don't hesitate to come to me if you have any further problems.”

Thanking her, Marinette left the office, and Leah soon followed her.

Leah stared at Marinette, before saying, “Well, as you already know, I'm Leah. Soon you will find out that while the teachers like me, the students don't. So, it will be beneficial for you, to not talk to me other than when it's necessary, unless you want to be ostracised along with me.”

With that, Leah turned and left, and Marinette quickly caught up with her.

“ Wait. You didn't wait to hear my response.” Marinette said.

Leah looked at her, shocked, “What ?”

“Look. At my old school, this one girl turned most of my classmates against me. But honestly, I realised that only the few who believed me, were my true friends. So, it doesn't matter if I'm ‘ostracised’, as long as I have a true friend on my side.” Marinette said softly, her eyes never leaving Leah's.

“ I.. see.” Leah said slowly.“

"Well, let's try this again. I'm Marinette Draper-Kyle. And you are ?” Marinette asked, a small smile on her face.

“Leah Watson. It's a pleasure to meet you Marinette. Would you like to be friends?” Leah replied, her eyes shining.

“Certainly !”

“Well, let's head to class then, Marinette. ”

The two girls then head to their class, hand in hand. A sense of satisfaction creeped into Marinette. Maybe this is why she was here. To save others from suffering the same fate as her.

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“Class, as of today, we have a new student in our class. Please welcome, Marinette Draper-Kyle.” Their teacher, Ms.Danielle said, a warm smile on her face. Her blue eyes were framed by blonde hair, and she looked like she was a teacher favoured by many.

“Ms. Draper-Kyle, I welcome you to Gotham. I hope you enjoy your stay here in Gotham.” Ms. Danielle said, turning towards Marinette.

"Thank you Ms. Danielle, Marinette replied, slightly shocked that the teacher didn't force her ask her to introduce herself and talk about herself.

Looking around, she noticed there were three empty seats, one next to a girl who was glaring daggers into her, which caught Marinette off guard – there was no way she had already made friends– while the other two seats were near the window.

Surprisingly, the best seats were empty.

But Marinette wasn't one to question her luck, and so she made a beeline to the seat right next to the window.

This seemed to have an effect on the entire class. They all exchanged looks, and Leah gave her a look that said, ‘You're dead.’

In any other circumstance, Marinette might have tried to change her seat, but she was too tired to even think of it. Seconds later, a boy with jet black hair burst into the class. He handed a note to the teacher, and made his way.. to her ?

“Move.” He snapped, his green eyes narrowed.

“Wha- What ?” She asked, confused.

Gods, she didn't have enough coffee to deal with this shit.

He clicked his tongue, and replied in a condescending tone, “You are in my seat, could you move ?"

Marinette bristled, she did not like that tone, nor did she like his order. From the looks of it, it would seem that this boy was just like the old Chloe, a total nuisance.

She was not going to let anyone push her around, not like before. But at the same time, she didn't really want to make enemies on her first day.

So, she replied in the only rational way,

“No.”

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( I love this chapter, as we're finally finally starting the main plot ! I hope I can make the updates much quicker in the near future but let's see what ends up happening. Hopefully, the next update will be in July 1st week)

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[cocosparkel]

Hermes angst prompts you say? What about a breakup? Who would break up with who? Why? And most importantly... Is there any chance of undoing it?

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I'm sorry I took way to long to respond to this but here you go -

A tough choice.(Hermes x Reader)

Honestly speaking, the breakup was circumstantial.

Neither you nor Hermes would have thought it would end like that, but it did.

When you told your parents about your mystery man who was a traveller from a foreign land, they disapproved.

They immediately make you choose a different suitor, giving you a day to break it off with Hermes.

Of course, he didn't take it well.

“What do you mean you don't want to ‘be’ my lover anymore?” He snapped angrily.

“Hermes listen, my parents -” you start, only to be cut off by Hermes.

“My parents this my parents that. When will you live for yourself ?” He asks angrily

“Look I can't, and I won't go against my parents. If you could just -”

“No. If you can't choose, then I can't see a future with you. I'm sorry.”

He left immediately, without even trying to hear you out. Apparently, he was now rather busy, and refused to even meet you again, leaving you devastated.

He had moved on, and you were stuck.

You mourn your relationship, but put on a brave face in public.

In the meanwhile, your parents have you marry someone of their choice.You busy yourself in the wedding preparations, even though there wasn't any groom yet.

But that didn't last long.

The worst possible person you knew, ended up as your suitor. But honestly, you were way too tired to even fight it.

Just a few hours before the suitor is finalised, you come to terms with the fact that this is your life.

No more Hermes.You finally move on, with the help of a certain goddess, somewhat happily.

Hermes on the other hand, is miserable. He lost the one person who made his life bearable.

And once he realises you're about to be married, he is never the same again.

He begs Aphrodite to help him rectify his mistake, and he gets one last chance.The night before your engagement ceremony, he was at your balcony, patiently waiting for you.

When you walked onto your balcony like you do every night and saw him, you fell to your knees. Tears flowed freely across your cheeks, as he tried to console you.

You swat his hand away, and glare at him, “What are you doing here ?”

“I'm sorry princess, I know I hurt you,” Hermes said, his tone pleading as he knelt beside you.You say nothing, but you don't move either, just frozen in place.

“I know I've been stupid,” He continues,“But can you forgive me, my love ?”

“How can I ?” You ask, moving away from him, “You left me, Hermes, left me when I needed you the most and I...” you broke off with a sob.

“I Know my love.. but I’m here to fix it. I'll talk to your parents, and I will take you as my bride. Fret not.” He said in hushed tones as he comforted you.

He kept his words.

He talked to your parents,who were both thrilled and slightly scared to have a god as their son in law. The Engagement was cancelled with ease, and now, you are back with Hermes.

Just like you should be.

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A/N I hope you liked it coconut heart !

also, requests are now open ! Send requests guys

[cocosparkel]

Curiosty killed the cat(but satisfaction brought it back)

Summary -

When Marinette finds out that she is adopted, she tracks down her Biological aunt. Who happens to live Gotham, the place she swore she wouldn't go. Well, Gotham just gained a new vigilante - Chaos.

Chapter 4: RECONCILIATION

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Word count: 846

The place felt surreal. No wonder it was so expensive. This place had been suggested by Chloe, so it was no wonder it was a bit over the top. It wasn't like she couldn't afford it, as she had plenty of money from being Jagged stone’s personal designer, MDC who occasionally accepted commissions, which were so sought after.

Marinette shook off the sleep which plagued her, and forced herself to pay attention to the receptionist.

“Miss, while I understand your concern, it is an emergency. I must go out.”

The receptionist looked at her with concern, “Please take care, miss, Gotham isn't safe during the night.”

Marinette smiled at her, before heading out.

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“Hi, I'm your niece, you probably forgot I existed and I understand if you don't care  about me now– no, that's not it.” Marinette muttered under her breath. She was standing at the doorway of her aunt's apartment. A small voice in her head whispered that she was in the wrong place, but she ignored it.

Taking a deep breath, she rang the doorbell. When almost a minute passed, and Marinette was going to ring the bell again, a huge man, with her black hair and blue eyes opened the door.

“Who are you ?” the man asks, eyeing her suspiciously.

“I'm.. I'm looking for Selena Kyle. Am I in the right place ?”

He silently studied her, before asking, “That wasn't my question. Who are you ?”

“I'm Marinette Draper-Kyle…” she said, unsure of herself.

The n sighed deeply, before moving slightly, “Alright come in. But don't try anything funny.”

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The apartment was modest, sparsely furnished. The first thing that caught Marinette's eyes was the sofa, placed against the wall opposite to the entrance. It was contrasting to its surroundings, as it was covered with beautiful black velvet, and studded with golden buttons. The wall behind it was adorned with many photo frames, all displaying beautiful memories. 

Gesturing to the sofa, the man said,“Take a seat.”

Hesitantly, Marinette sat down, far away from the dozing cats, or cat as one had woken up at her arrival. The door to her left sprung open, and a woman with cropped hair waltzed in. 

“Who is it, Ba- ?” The woman stopped short, freezing as she looked at Marinette.

“Marinette…?” The woman asked, her voice shaking, “Is that you ?”

Marinette shot to her feet, the woman was her aunt !

“Ye-Yes..” She said hesitantly.

The woman-her aunt, her mind supplied - just stared at her, gobsmacked. 

“What are you doing here ? Aren't you supposed to be in Paris ?” Her aunt asked.

“I.. I recently found out I was adopted and.. I just wanted to meet you. You are the last connection I have to my parents. I.. I will be finishing my education here at Gotham Academy, and I just wanted to know if it is okay to meet you regularly… I just want you to be a part of my life.. but.. I understand if you don't -” Marinette was cut off by her aunt hugging her suddenly.

“Marinette. Marinette. Of course I want to be a part of your life. In fact, will it.. would you want to live with me ?” Her aunt said, her voice thick with emotion.

Smiling slowly, Marinette nodded. Maybe she had been worried for nothing after all.

“Not that I'm happy to see you….. but what are you doing all the way here in Gotham ?”

Marinette froze. She had planned almost every other detail, but this small one skipped her mind. 

“I.. well as I said I recently found out I'm adopted and when I learnt about you, I just… decided to finish my education in Gotham.” Marinette slowly, hoping her aunt bought it.

“But isn't Gotham one of the most dangerous cities in America ? Why would you ever want to come here ?” The man spoke up, reminding Marinette of his presence.

Marinette glared at him, if only this man wasn't here. 

“Well Monsieur, I don't see how that bothers you. As I have already said, I came her to reconnect with my family.”

The man stares at her, clearly taken aback by her response and the hostility in her tone. 

Her Aunt laughs, a sweet yet dangerous sound, and places a hand on the man's shoulder. “Marinette, this is my Fiancé, Bruce. Bruce, this is Marinette, the daughter of my late sister Diane.” Giving a pointed look to Bruce, her aunt continues, “I hope you two will get along.”

“Yes Aunt Selena,” Marinette said, ignoring the look the man- Bruce was giving her.

“Oh my, no need to call me Aunt - just Selena will do.”Aunt Selena said, her eyes twinkling. “Now come, let me show you your room. Which hotel are you staying in ? I'll come with you, let's get all your things here…” 

From the corner of her eyes, Marinette could see Bruce smiling softly at Selena, looking relaxed for the first time since she saw him.

Well.

Looks like everything would work out just fine after all.

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A.N. Want to know when the next chapter is posted ? Let me know and I'll tag you in the next chapter :)

(im back ~ i have like 3 more pre written chapter this time, and hopefully ill not run out of pre written chapter ! anyway, i have outlined the entire fic, and i ended up with an estimate of 28-30 chapters ! We're in for a ride, folks !)

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[cocosparkel]

Nothing much, just my interpretation of Scylla from Epic

How is it ?

[cocosparkel]

Could you please write another chapter of Curiosity Killed the Cat, please? I love the ideas so far.

@mariposaperfection0826

Omgggg hiiii

I'm so happy u like Curiosity killed the cat.

I'm taking a mini hiatus so i can pre-write all the chapters for both curiosity killed the cat and my other work, They're just (not) dreams(which is a timinette fic btw) . The next chapter for Curiosity killed the cat. will be posted in June. however, here is a small extract on what I'm currently writing for Curiosity killed the cat., to provide entertainment while u wait for the next chapter !

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(Excerpt from chapter 5, word count : 255 )

.....Looking around, she noticed there were three empty seats, one next to a girl who was glaring daggers into her, which caught Marinette off guard – there was no way she had already made enemies– while the other two seats were near the window. Surprisingly, the best seats were empty.

But Marinette wasn't one to question her luck, and so she made a beeline to the seat right next to the window.

This seemed to have an effect on the entire class. They all exchanged looks, and Leah gave her a look that said, ‘You're dead.’

In any other circumstance, Marinette might have tried to change her seat, but she was too tired to even think of it.

Seconds later, a boy with jet black hair burst into the class. He handed a note to the teacher, and made his way.. to her ?

“Move.” He snapped, his green eyes narrowed.

“Wha- What ?” She asked, confused. Gods, she didn't have enough coffee to deal with this shit.

He clicked his tongue, and replied in a condescending tone, “You are in my seat, could you move.”

Marinette bristled, she did not like that tone, nor did she like his order.From the looks of it, it would seem that this boy was just like the old Chloe, a total nuisance.

She was not going to let anyone push her around, not like before. But at the same time, she didn't really want to make enemies on her first day.

So, she replied in the only rational way, “No.”

( am i cruel for ending the excerpt itself in a cliffhanger ?)

anyway, just wait a bit longer, as I prepare quality chapters which are atleast 800 words long.

Also, I'm in need of a beta reader, anyone interested?

Love, Coco

[cocosparkel]

Hello, hello, hello! I have an interesting proposal. Еpic!Apollo who fell in love with Hecate!reader.

I know this goddess was not present in the musical. But I have fun imagining how the goddess of magic, who had no love affairs, ignores the courtship of the sun god. She would just see him as a boy in love, whose feelings would eventually go away. However, the sun god has never been indifferent to any of his lovers, even after the end of the affair. Also, it would be great if the reader became friends with Hermes and discussed this "problem" with him. And it is during the next gossip with Hermes that Apollo begins a phase of jealousy. I leave the ending to your discretion; I will be satisfied with both a tragic breakup and a love ending🦝

The warmth of the sun

(Apollo x Hecate!reader)

Summary:

Apollo keeps trying to seduce you. Till he doesn't.

Alternatively, the one where misunderstandings are left uncleared

Warnings: none

Word count: 762

Story tags: slight fluff, angst, platonic hermes x reader

A/N @, I love this idea so much !!!! Hope you like this !

(Not proofread)

“Oh my sweet goddess of Crossroads, will you not tell me why,

I feel so indecisive, so lost, whenever I look into you obsidian eyes~”            

You stifle a groan as you hear Apollo’s song for you.      

He had noticed, about ten months ago. Ever since, he would find ways to ‘woo’ you.      

You stood up from your seat, ignoring Lethea’s teasing grin and made your way to the balcony. He was sitting on the balcony railing a live in his hand. He had a satisfied grin on his face. He looked up at her.

“My beloved, you're here !” He exclaimed.

Rolling your eyes, you said, “Not like I had an option.”

He clutched his chest, the lyre disappearing, as he landed on his feet. He was obviously taller than you, and you tried to stop yourself from focusing on the slight freckles on his cheeks.

“My love, must you wound me like this !” He said, dramatically.        

You stay silent, fixing him with a disapproving stare.          

“My love, I had an awesome idea,” He started, undeterred,“about what we could do today-”          

You cut him off, “Apollo, I've told you, I am very busy when I'm at the academy. Could you not disturb my classes ?”

He pouted, and you could have sworn you saw a flicker of hurt in his eyes.        

“Alright then,” he said, slightly subdued, before disappearing.        

You stood there, slightly guilty about being so harsh on the god, before remembering your students inside, who were waiting for you, and you rish inside, pushing Apollo to the back of your mind.      

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     “I swear, Hermes, Apollo is going way too far,” you said, as you sat on the grass, right outside the entrance to the Underworld.      

Hermes chuckled at your words, before seating himself right next to you. “What did he do this time ?” He asked.        

You explained his stunt of showing up during class hours.      

“Darling, you're too hard on him.” Hermes said, frowning slightly.      

You look at him, startled “Whose side are you on ?”        

He silently leaned back, laying on the grass, pulling you back with him. You let him, and you both laid on the grass next to each other. You turned your head slightly to look at him, and you repeated your question “Whose side are you on, anyway ?”                  

“Can we not talk about this ?” He said, not meeting your eyes.              

You frowned, “Why not ? I really want to know what you think about this situation.”          

“I… I don't understand it though,”

“Don't understand what ?” You asked.        

“Why do you keep rejecting him ?” He asked, looking at you.      

You sit up at that, “He just has a slight crush, he'll get over it soon. It's best I don't encourage it. I mean, he can have anyone he wants, it's not like I'm the only female he can have, or want for that matter.”                  

Hermes sighed, “He really likes you, you know ? And you rejecting him like this, that hurts him.”                          

You stare at Hermes confused. “Me ? Hurt him ?”             ��                  

“Yes ! Can't you just give him a chance ?” Hermes said, softly

“Think about all the things he's done for you,” Hermes whispers, sitting up.

You blush slightly, at the mention of all the romantic thing Apollo has done

to get your attention. If he really liked you…

“Look, you've been alone for a long time. Just give him a chance, and you'll find that he isn't half that bad.”

“Well, he doesn't look all that bad either, I can imagine us getting along,” You replied slowly, after pondering over it.

“Don't start imagining too much about what you would do with him, darling.” Hermes said, winking at you, causing you to blush even more.

He laughs at your reaction, getting up to leave. He kisses your cheek, before leaving, and you continue to sit there, thinking about what Hermes had told you about Apollo.

You didn't notice a certain goddess had witnessed the entire scene, and misunderstood your reaction as a sign that you liked Hermes. You had no idea that Apollo, the god you were thinking about, was currently burning in jealousy, over your relationship with Hermes.

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Despite spending most of your time in the Underworld, as Persephone’s ‘lady-in-waiting’, you came to the surface every once in a while, mostly to take the weekly class of witchcraft for your pupils at your academy of magic.                    

You had started leaving your daughter, Lethea, a demigod, incharge of some of your classes in the academy in your absence, but it was proving to be a bad idea.

You had been relaxing, enjoying a rare carefree day, only to be pulled out from your reverie by a call for help from your daughter, Lethea.                                      

Rushing to the academy, you were pleased to see how the academy was still intact.                                        

You could hear choir music from the assembly hall, and you had a growing fear about what, or rather who, led to Lethea’s call for help.      

In the Assembly hall, some of your students were dancing, while singing shrilly, something about… Lethea being the best ?      

“Mother !” Lethea exclaimed, her face relieved.

“What happened here ?” You asked smoothly.

“Mother - I - Lord Apollo,” Lethea stammered.

Upon hearing Apollo's name, your heartbeat increased unusually.

“Apollo !” You called, and the god appeared before you.

To your surprise, he had a serious expression on his face, and he looked everywhere but you.

“Yes” he said, his voice cold.

You stared at him, stunned at his tone. Swallowing hard, you tried to find your voice, “Did you.. do something to my students ?”

“Actually, your students were causing trouble for your daughter, and I really couldn't not do anything.” he said, his eyes glued to Lethea, she seemed to be really red.

“Well, whatever it was, I'm sure Lethea would have had it handled, and that it wouldn't have bothered her at all. You needn't have cursed my students.” You said, rather annoyed that Lethea allowed this to happen. You glanced at her, and were shocked to see her crying.

“Just so you know, your precious students were mocking Lethea, and yet you take their side ! You truly are the best mother !” Saying that, he stalked out.

Stunned, you followed him out. “Wait !” He stopped mid step, but did not face you. Your heart clenched at that. “Thank you. For helping Lethea.”

“Right,” he said. Well, since we seem to be settling our scores, I'm sorry. For pursuing you. I was… unaware of your relationship with Hermes. I know that isn't a valid reason, but I truly am sorry.”

“Apollo, I…”

“Also, I've undone the enchantment, your students are no longer forced to sing. Farewell, I shall no longer bother you. ” He said, his voice tired. He starts walking away, and you don't stop him this time.

You stared listlessly at his retreating figure. Guilt swarmed your mind, and you sank to the ground. You had to fix this mess, but how ?

A/N :

Greetings !

Im still in hiatus but i couldnt resist posting this one ! I absolutely love th idea so much, im making a sequel ! Eventually tho....

Shoutout to @8neimora88 for this amazing idea ❤

[cocosparkel]

reading this again after 4 years hits different 😭😭😭

I Knew You Were Trouble

I got really inspired today. This is another crossover fic. It’s actually with one of my all-time favorite childhood movies. Can you guess the crossover before the end?

Marinette knew he was trouble the second he walked in.

           Like there was nothing Marinette was surer about than the fact that she was in some serious trouble.

           Not school trouble. Not friend trouble. Not boy trouble. Not bully trouble.

           No. The trouble that resulted in Marinette’s parents attending her funeral.

“Care to introduce yourself,” Bustier smiled at her newest student.

           The boy gave the class a polite smile, “Kal.”

Keep reading

[cocosparkel]

Can you do a Dazecore moodboard? I love a lot of cityscapes more than basic neon, ya know?

i hope u like this !

It took way longer than i expected

[cocosparkel]

Hi! Could I ask for one of the Greek gods with a kind of reader who is a god (Hermes, Apolo, etc) but looks like a child? You know, platonic and with an older-younger brother relationship idk (this is my first request, I'm nervous and I'm not good at english)

Healer(Apollo and Ares, platonic)

Summary: After an argument, Apollo finds himself patching up Ares. After all, that's what siblings are for.

Warnings: None | Word count: 532 | Story tags: hurt/comfort

AN: I'm so honoured to be your first ask 🥺. I wasn't sure what exactly to write about, but I hope you like this ! I totally did not fret over this ask so much for the last 1 week, that this was all I could think of.(p.s. your English is fine, dw)

Apollo couldn't believe his eyes, as he took in the scene in front of him.

Ares, his hand clutching his waist, the golden ichor spilling out on the floor, was at his door. “Quit staring and do something kid.” Ares said, gritting his teeth.

That brought him back to reality. Apollo remembered their last argument, just a day ago. Ares had mocked Apollo for being the youngest god. It has hurt a lot, especially because he had looked up to Ares as his older brother.

He talked to Artemis about this, and she had told him not to take it too seriously, and that if it really bothered him, he should avoid Ares till he cools down.

Even now, Ares called him a kid.That very thought infuriated Apollo.

He looked away and said, “Surely a proper medic can do better than a kid.”

As Apollo turns to leave, Ares swore under his breath. “Shit. Kid- I mean Apollo, wait !”

Slowly, Apollo turns around, and wordlessly faces Ares.

“I..can you just fix this one stab wound ?” Ares swallows, “Please ?”

Apollo stares at Ares, surprise etched in his face. He never thought that the God of war would plead to anyone. The pain must be unbearable.

Sighing, he leads Ares inside to a bed, and makes him sit on it. Using his magic, he heals Ares’ wound, and other minute cuts and bruises. From the looks of it, Ares must have gotten into another fight.

Apollo gives Ares a piece of ambrosia, and they both sit in silence, accentuated by the occasional creaks of the cot as Ares shifted his body weight from one side to the other, looking everywhere but at him.

“Why did you come to me ?” Apollo asks, breaking the silence.

“What do you mean ?” Ares asked, confused.

“You could have asked someone else to patch you, why me.” he asks. He was still a relatively new god, there must be someone else who Ares could have gone to, someone much more experienced.

“Cause you're the only one I trust not to abuse my vulnerability.” Yet again, they lapsed into silence. But unlike most times, it wasn't a comfortable one, rather it was quite awkward.

“Thank you, Apollo.” Ares said, but Apollo didn't reply.

“Look I… I'm sorry for telling you you're just an immature child. It.. it wasn't right of me.” Apollo's head snapped up, as he stared at Ares, shocked.

“I'm supposed to be your big brother, help you,” Ares said, looking at Apollo, sincerity shining in his eyes.

“I understand I've upset you, and you don't want to see me. I'll leave.”Ares tried to stand up, wincing as pain shot through his leg. Apparently, his leg was injured too. Just his luck.

“Wait. It's okay. I forgive you.” Apollo blurted out, shocking himself.

“In that case, you wouldn't mind taking a look at my leg too, would you ?” Ares asked, a sly grin on his face as he sunk back into the chair.

Laughing, Apollo got to work, and everything was just right. Well, at least till Ares pulled his stitches the very next by overexerting himself… but that is a story for another time.

[cocosparkel]

❗❗Important announcement ❗❗

I'm taking a hiatus, till the end of May.

To the readers of Curiosity killed the cat and They're just not dreams, there will be no chapter updates till may. I hope you guys understand.

I will try to clear certain asks by this Sunday, but no promises. I will also try and update Curiosity killed the cat, by Sunday.

See you after May !

Love, Coco

Tag list : @radmusicstrawberry @trashyangelic @myazael @shadowwyng @depressed-bitchy-demon @meira-3919 @itsanimepotato @gladly-be-the-good

[cocosparkel]

Child of Magic (OC× Fred Weasley)

Being a half blood is never easy, and Elara Anastasia Black, or Anastasia Castellan as she is known in Camp Half Blood, knows that all too well. Being a daughter of Hecate and a witch attending hogwarts was just the cherry on top.

When a new phrophecy brings certain demigods to Hogwarts, and with Voldemort gaining power and threatening to destroy everything Ana holds dear, how far will she go to keep the two worlds safe ?

A PJO and HP crossover.

Coming soon....

Let me know if you want to be tagged for this one..

Face claims

Elara Anastasia Black as Dove Cameron

Annabeth Chase as Alexandra Doddario

Percy Jackson as

Luke Castellan as

Thalia grace as

Jason Grace as

Piper Mclean as Kelsey Chow

Leo Valdez as Inaki Godoy

Calypso as Emily alyn lind

Hazel Levesque as Jessica sula

Nico Di Angelo as Timothee Chalamet

Frank Zhang as

Clarisse La Rue as Leven Rambin

[cocosparkel]

Hello!! I saw ur post asking for writing ideas and I have one

Epic!Hermes x reader where reader is a devoted Hermes worshipper, always prays and has offerings for him at his shrine and keeps the place clean. Then reader gets on trouble (maybe some bad people wanting to hurt reader or something) and hermes saves reader!!

Thank u so much!!

Favourite

(Hermes x devotee!reader)

Summary:

You are Hermes' favourite devotee. Of course, he doesn't hesitate to prove that, when you are attacked, in his own temple nonetheless.

Warnings: non graphic depictions of violence

Word count: 767

Story tags: fluff, hurt/comfort

A/N hope you like it !

Within a week of your worship of Lord Hermes, he had noticed you.

He had noticed not just the way you would painstakingly clean his altar and his entire temple, the way you would make it a point to offer him different things every day, the way you understood how his temple was not just a place of worship, but a sanctuary for travellers.

Rather, he noticed the way your eyes lit up whenever a new devotee approached you. The way your laugh sounded like a songbird’s song, the way you put your utmost effort to do your work, even for the most menial task.

Hermes noticed it all with such intensity, that he didn't like the effect you and on him. He kept his distance, you deserved much better.

Yet, he would show up and watch over you. You were still his favourite devotee.And you knew that. You knew that there was a reason Hermes would show up, whenever you called for him.

You had a weird relationship with him, but you dared not speak up about its peculiarity, lest you insult Hermes.

It took him all his self control to not whisk you away, when some high and mighty nobleman proposed to you.

He watched helplessly as you agreed, albeit reluctantly.He decided then, that he would keep his distance. You deserved better, and for now, that nobleman was the only acceptable answer.

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It was just like any other day. You made your way to the temple, and started cleaning lord Hermes' altar. You tried to not think about how you hadn't seen him ever since your betrothal to that noble man. He was probably very busy, he was a god after all.

You were so engrossed in your work, that you didn't notice the three masked men.

You didn't notice anything wrong, till they were right next to you, and the next second, one of them was pinning your hands behind your back, pressing a knife against your throat.

Apparently, your betrothed had cheated them, and hurting you was the only way to get their revenge.

You struggled against the man's hold, only for the knife to graze your jaw, drawing blood. You cried out as the man shoved you against the wall. “Don't try to be smart.” He snarled.

The other man, who appeared to be their leader, chuckled darkly “My dear, don't fret. As soon as your beloved to-be appears, we will let you go !”

You tried to calm yourself down, convince yourself that your betrothed would show.

But you had no reason to worry after all.

Just moments after you have out a silent prayer to Hermes, the atmosphere of the temple darkened. The men looked around confused. Suddenly, the man holding you, was thrown across the room, and you were pulled into a comforting embrace.

Hermes.

You watched in awe as he effortlessly disarmed the other two men, and tied all three of them together.

“How dare you try and hold my own devotee hostage, in my own temple ?” He said, his voice full of anger.

As they tried to defend themselves, Hermes snapped his finger effectively shutting them up.

He turned his attention to you. “Are you okay?” He asked tenderly.

You nodded.

He traced a hand over your cut, and the pain slowly started diminishing. Placing a kiss on your forehead, he said “My darling, I have controlled myself so far. But I must confess today that I love you so much. Would you find it in you, to ever love me too ?”

You were stunned.

He continued, “I will never let anyone harm you, ever. As long as you are mine, I will devote my life to you, to worshiping, to becoming your favourite. As long as you will have me.”

Tears brimming in your eyes, you stammered, “But my lord, you're a god and I'm- I'm just a normal mortal !”

He frowned at that, “Normal mortals don't make me feel as if I would die, just to touch your face. Normal mortals don't make me want to bring them the stars and even the moon.”

He kissed your cheeks, before continuing, “Mortals don't make me ask my father to make them immortal, so I can have them at my side, for however long eternity is.”

You gasped, he wanted you to be with him forever ?

He finally looked you in the eye and said, "I'll give you the world, darling, if you will have it.”

Slowly, hesitantly, you nodded.

Leaning in, he kissed you.

And everything was perfect, just the way it should be.

AN:

This was so fun to write, so much fluff. But I want to write angst and I don't really have any ideas for that…So, send me requests !

[cocosparkel]

Can you make a cool After Hours mood board? Something with a lot of small town or roads signs.

i had fun making this 💛 hope you like it

requests are open !

[cocosparkel]

TALL!READER X LUKE CASTELLAN!

I get that he's egotistical and all but I want this man to find out the hard way that he's into people who can tower over him. You can make it smut if you want but I just want Luke having a crisis and being all flustered.

(omgg this is such a good idea !!!!)

Fatal

(Luke x Daughter of Aphrodite!reader)

Summary:

It was supposed to be a harmless prank, showing Luke that you were in fact taller than him. But neither of you would have thought that this is how the night would end.

Warnings: None

Word count: 901

Story tags: angst, tension

Authors note:I love this one so much. I don't do smut, so I did angst instead. Hope you like it !

Ever since you had shown up at camp half blood, 5 years ago, you and Luke had an intense rivalry.

It started off slow, with snide remarks during Capture the flag, but soon, it snowballed into a full blown-out obsession the two of you had, for one-upping each other.

Even though Luke seemed like a nice person when you first met, he changed after you were claimed by your mother, Aphrodite.

Your first real fight however, was when you tried to get one of his cabin mate to date you. He got really mad, and stormed away, dragging his cabin mate with him. It had left you very confused, but damn was he hot when he was mad.

Pushing those fatal thoughts away, you looked at yourself in the mirror. Being Aphrodite's daughter gave you an advantage, being born beautiful and all, but you had never really felt that till now.

Today was your 17th birthday, and you were having a little party. Every one, above the age of 15, and a few below the age limit who were very dear to you, were invited.

Unfortunately, Luke fit the above 15 criteria, and he would be there with his messy black hair, and his crooked grin and his pretty- nope, you were not going there today.

Slipping on your 4 inch heels, you couldn't help but wonder how much taller you'd be right now. You were already quite tall, at 5'11. But with the added height…

A wicked idea invaded your mind, what if..?

Giggling maniacally, you left your cabin.

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The pavilion next to the lake had been decorated with violets– your favourite flowers –and a white and gold banner hung loosely from one pillar to another, spelling out ‘HAPPY BIRTHDAY, THORN PRINCESS’.

It was what Luke called you, but you filed that away for later. Today was about you, not him. Your best friends, Katie and Clarisse were still decorating. As soon as they saw you they ushered you away to the lake, where quite some people were there.

They all wished you, and complimented you, but your eyes still looked for someone from cabin 11. You never really got along with your cabin mates, for you refused to break an innocent person's heart as a rite of passage for cabin 11 , but it still stung how not a single one of your siblings were there, not even Silena.

Scanning the lake, your eyes locked with familiar ones, and you smirked, ignoring the way your stomach flipped. He was there, outside the pavilion, away from the lake, casually leaning against a tree, talking to some girl.

You waited till you caught his full attention before Walking up to Luke. The girl talking with him took one look at you before sighing and walking away from Luke, but he didn't seem to mind at all.

You ignored the way he not so subtly checked you out, and tried to control your heart rate.

You willed your eye colour to match his own, a power you got from your mother. You could feel the heat in his eyes as he looked at you, his gaze piercing, but he said nothing.

Slightly put off, you took a step closer to him, towering over him. Usually, you both were almost the same height, with you being slightly taller, but he always denied that. But now, it was as clear as day, that you were taller.

Your smile grew wider. “Oh, what's this ? I'm finally taller than you, and you,” you trailed off, tracing a hand down his chest, “can't deny it.”

He opened his mouth, trying to form words, but nothing came out.

“Cat got your tongue ?” you taunted.

“I- I, you - look- I mean…” He stuttered, his cheeks growing red.

“Tell me, Castellan, what's wrong ?” You asked, slightly using your charmspeak.

“N-Nothing.” He stuttered out. He looked so flustered, he wouldn't even meet your eye. Your smile grew wider, and you stepped closer, causing him to look up.

“You know you can tell me, pretty boy.” You whisper into his year, dipping your head slightly.

He looked down, and whispered, "It's nothing, just leave it.”

Both your hands now cupping his face, and slightly tilting them to make him look at you. His hand clasped your wrist, and he melted into your embrace.

By the gods, he looked so kissable.

You ignored the way your heart was pounding, your mind screaming at you to walk away, ignored the sirens blaring in your minds, warning you that this was a bad idea. You couldn't leave, not when everything felt so right. You leaned in ever so slightly.

Luke jerked back slightly, and that pulled you back to reality. Humiliation washed over you as you realised just what you wanted to do.

Stepping away from Luke, you dropped your hands to your sides.

“You… You look..” He sighed, running a hand through his hair, turning away. “The dress suits you, Princess.”

He didn't look back as he walked away, and you had never felt this lonely ever before.

Before you could wallow in self pity, Clarisse appeared seemingly out of nowhere, and dragged you back to the pavilion.

You spent the rest of the evening celebrating, seemingly without a concern in the world. Yet, a certain boy kept popping up in your mind, and you pretended as if you weren't looking for him the entire time.

i loved the idea so much, I'm going to make it into a mini series