#HIIII ADRIEN

[ponytailzuko]

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[cara-terra-pace]

Me, blissfully going to my college classes:

Miraculous Ladybug, devolving into complete chaos:

[milabeedoodling]

“My Lady...” Adrien's hand was on the side of her face, caressing her freckled cheekbone with his clawed thumb so softly, so tender that it was threatening to melt Marinette to a pile of goo. “I need to know who Buttercup is” His voice was a mere whisper, Adrien's eyes pleaded for her answer, his face at the verge of breaking, but his eyes, his bright beautiful green eyes surrounded by black were shining so brightly that Marinette felt herself flush. She couldn't leave him without an answer and the words couldn't get out of her throat. “Oh, Chaton” Marinette slowly cupped his hand in her's, softly squeezing as she leaned more into it's warmth.

“It's always been you”

HIIII @asukiess I'M YOUR SECRET SANTA!! As soon as i got your preference list i got hit with an epiphany and had to do all of the things the list said at once and good lord was it a challenge. I am so very happy that i did make this because it was also giving me the brainrot.

I LOVE YOU & HAPPY HOLIDAYS

[marinetteplztakeabreak]

I know that the show isnt gonna tie off all loose ends, and i dont think i want it to yet, but my dream for the near future is:

Alya and Zoe get to be the primary Ladybug and Cat,

They do patrols and are so cringe on main as they help keep the public morale up by hosting art night and photography contests and are publically superwholock fans.

And adrien and marinette know each others’ secret identities and act as zoe and alya’s hero mentors respecfully so theyre not alone, and also make random public appearances as lb and cn to a crowd that loves them.

But they spend most of their newfound free time going on silly little dates and hanging out with their friends and like having marinette doing fashion design more.

Meanwhile Gabe dies and the peacock ends up in lila’s hands

and she makes completely different styles of akumas that are all used for petty teenage drama low stakes things.

And kitty noir and scarabella fight them off and then keep inviting the recovered akuma victims to their cringe little tumblrina themed parties.

Scarabella is like “this is a tardis charm. It doesnt technically have any magic but if youre ever overwhelmed it will remind you to simply watch shows and project onto your blorbo. You should try fanfiction itll fix u.”

And lila as a supervillain keeps trying to start a smear campaign by calling kittybella and scarabella cringe because she’s 14 and thats the worst insult she knows,

but team kittybella just keeps appearing on the ladyblog to be like “hiiii paris. did you know that being cringe is cool and fun. Anyway these are our silly little ocs we made when we were 13 we will be sharing them and if you are 13 and have ocs you should send them in. And everyone in paris has to say nice things because creativity is so good.”

And scarabella defeats one akuma by literally saying “omg i like your shoelaces” and lila screams so much she loses control of the akuma who breaks free to say “thanks i got them from the president.”

Everyone keeps asking if kittybella is dating and its deeply unclear bc they keep looking like theyre about to kiss and then going “WAIT i just remembered i need to show u this meme. its so funny.”

This is the world i dream about.

[anna-scribbles]

hi its zo @zodoods this is my main im here to discuss thirteen . fucking hell anna

first off, the line "home is a funny word for the place. childhood is an even funnier word for what happened here" WHAT THE FUCK . i got goosebumps . i am in pain.

then the difference between gabriel and emilie is SO stark immediately i really liked that in the way you wrote, like emilie doesnt hesistate to put her hands in the mud but gabe's holding his sunglasses and phone (theres arguably a metaphor here about how emilie's priorities (life, adrien) and gabe's (fucking fashion or smth) are different)

the line about an animal that was leashed and when it was unleashed it didnt think to move was PAINFUL god . ghosting deeper into the open maw the metaphor (well, is it really a metaphor since like emilie died) of the haunted house and how adrien's haunting it with his sentiments was so nice

i really, really, really enjoyed your fic anna! thank you for writing it, cant wait for whats next!!!

HIIII ZO HI ZO i'm answering so late but this was just the sweetest thank you so much for reading and sending me such a kind message!! I LOVE that emilie and gabe came across very different, I wanted to write this fic with really strong concepts for both of them - one thing i wanted to hit on is how i think of gabriel as always trying to escape the struggle/insecurity of his past by immersing himself in wealth and emilie as always trying to escape the wealth and structure of her past by immersing herself in dirty reality. they both benefit from insane amounts of wealth and privilege, but she's willing to get her fingernails dirty, and he's not. and I think this definitely translates to their values and how they interact with adrien, with gabriel always operating from a place of fear of losing control over his life situation, and emilie always operating from a place of seeking out life experiences and freedom from tight control. so she comes off as warmer and more engaged with adrien, and gabriel comes off as more distant. i'm not convinced that either of them truly held adrien as a priority, though.

that is definitely more analysis than i'm sure you were interested in but to be fair you are the one who talked to me first about gabe and emilie 🫶 but thank you again so much for reading and your kind words!! I really hope you do like what's next, it's coming soon 👀

[insomniaccainmosni]

PLEASEEE REQUEST STUFF 😼

Hiiii! My names Marcie, I’m 19 and as you can see this is a new account (this is my first post)

I really enjoy writing fanfics and I’ve never really thought about sharing them until now! But I’m bored and I REALLY like reading stuff on here, so why not write as well? Soo if you’d like I’d LOVE if you requested some characters and asks for me to write for :) I will do 18+ stuff (smut), I don’t have anything I won’t write like idc give me kinky shit. Just nothing underage or corpse fucking idk what that’s called lol.

People I’ll write for (men and women btw!)

Genuinely ANY character from Call Of Duty

Any Star Wars character even then siths I’m a simp for everybody in that galaxy istg

Pedro pascal characters

Adrien Brody characters (there is a lack of appreciable for this man and I’m about to change that)

Oscar Isaac characters (I NEED HIM)

Most Marvel characters (Bruce banner deserves more attention and I stand by that)

Peaky blinders characters (love Alfie Solomons)

Red dead redemption characters (my favourite game EVER)

That’s basically it, if there’s somebody not on here and you think they deserve some love just ask and I’ll write 🤭

[discoidal]

hi this is one of your mutuals being shy. how did you get into publishing your works with lit magazines?? i dont even know where to begin or how to be organized and Professional

HIIII omg i am not organized or professional at all and dw u can always talk to me<33 esp mutuals omg we're like already friends! just in case u want to stay anon tho, ill get this as detailed as possible under the cut; sorry if it gets long or wordy

anyways so i got into publishing after following jasmine from candied/spit for a long time, and i've found it's mostly a game of knowing your work and finding the right publisher market for it.

there are sites that like collect magazines and presses for ease of submission; i got started with submission grinder, but the most effective and convenient right now is chillsubs.com ! chillsubs has a browse feature with a bunch of filters; u can use those filters to find magazines that are right for u, for example like looking for specifically poetry mags or looking for specific demographics

once you've found smth u want to submit ur work to, u go to their site and usually they have a submit page with instructions on what to submit and how to. there might be some terms that you're unfamiliar with at first; u can always google them or ask me for clarification. if you follow those conditions, you'll get a better chance at getting accepted by that mag obviously. a lot of mags will straight up not read your work if you don't follow the submission rules or whatever.

mostly, in my experience, the mags have you submit by submittable (a site that you sign up to), emails, or gforms. they may ask you for a cover letter, which doesn't need to be detailed or formal; i usually just do a hi im zoe heres my shit thanks for your time peace out. think like office emails or emails to yr teacher; some litmags want it more formal while others are v v lax

they may also ask you for a 3rd person bio; thats the stuff like "zoe adrien is a megahot swagapino" or whatever. usually people take that opportunity to list previous notable publications ot credentials, but esp when you're starting out that doesnt need to be the case! you can put socmed or your website if ever, describe yourself, or you can even just joke. some litmags want a more formal tone; others will literally accept the "zoe adrien is a megahot swagapino" one, so while you can do just a rote one, i usually like to customize it per submission.

sometimes litmags have a "reading fee" which is where YOU pay THEM to read YOUR work; this does not guarantee an acceptance, and i try to avoid paying when possible. some other litmags have an "expedition fee" where you can submit things for free and it might take months, but if you pay the fee your work gets read faster or gets read straight by the editor; again, does not guarantee acceptance, but can be a good way to support a struggling lit mag that you're passionate about or get a quicker acceptance or rejection.

a big term that i remember being confused by is simultaneous submissions. that's the way i usually work, and it's when you have work that you submit to a bunch of markets simultaneously. this makes it faster for you, the writer, since you don't have to wait for markets to get back to you before submitting; otherwise, you'll have to do that, and esp with rlly prestigious litmags (literature magazines) the wait time can be months to years. sometimes though the litmags dont accept simsubs; that means if you submit to them, u submit to only them and wait for their reply before submitting again. theyre dicks if they do this imo but u gotta do what u gotta do

anyways, back on track. once a market gets back to you with an acceptance, you can accept their acceptance (thereby entering into an agreement or contract with them, especially if there's payment involved— note that payment isnt always involved). they might want to do some editing, but usually you'll get the chance to approve or reject their edits before it goes live. typos are common and you can absolutely contact them abt GETTING THAT SHIT FIXED!! (im still listed as zoe adrian in one mag anyway)

if you simsubbed like detailed above, especially if they have an exclusivity clause in the agreement, you'll then have to withdraw your work from the submissions queue of all the other markets. this is to say that that specific work isn't available anymore, as you have found a market for it. if thru email or gform u can just do a quick email like "thx this has been accepted elsewhere thx for ur time" and theyre usually like congrats and thts it

acceptance to publication usually takes months. usually, in my experience, the contract with the litmag will tell you how many months you have to withhold the specific work you've published with them from being published again. for example, i published with foglifter press and agreed for them to have six months exclusivity. if another market agrees to publish it, you have to make sure it's after the six months or the exclusivity period you agreed to, just to make sure no contracts are broken.

you're allowed to publish work you've published before again, usually if they are the first publication mags will ask that you credit them as where that work first appeared . while you are allowed to republish, a lot of mags don't accept "previous publications" so you have to check for that.

a lot of lit mags are online-only nowadays, but i've got a fair few print publications; print pubs will usually send you an author's copy, though in some cases you might have to buy it yourself.

now that i think (?) i've detailed the process, ill tell u smth: u dont need to be professional if u dont want to be! theres prestigious litmags, sure, and they should be paying better, but if you're content with small mags a lot of them are no fucks given. if you go off anon i could help you find some chill mags to start with; im very fortunate to have published with some cool people.

some small mags are my absolute favorites. being smaller, they sometimes only pay nominal author fees to you, or often they cant pay at all, but they can take more risks bc of that. their audiences, while smaller, might be more vocal and supportive. gotta shoutout my absolute fav indie mag, bodyfluids lit; they pay YOU 1 euro per submission and theyre my fav to work with, communication is so quick and easy, and i find almost all the work they publish to be right up my alley

if you can afford to be picky, i would say try to submit your work to magazines you yourself want to or love to read. ive gotten pieces published for relatively a lot of money but felt no joy in it beyond that money; meanwhile, getting published in wrong publishing and bodyfluids brought me so much joy and community. if writing was my main source of income or even a source i was reliant on, i'd have to be working harder for less joy, i feel

a thing i have to say when encouraging people to submit: you're going to get rejected. like a lotttt. it's not about you or the quality of your work, even, it's just that markets have specific tastes or themes and they have limited slots and maybe you mentioned bacon and the editor's hungry right now so they hate you for it and so they throw you in the reject pile. it happens.

publishing for me has been a game of so much luck and wild persistence and, im sorry to say it, thick skin. it hurt a lot when i first started, so much so that i stopped submitting for like 6 months after i got my first few rejections. you gotta keep trucking friens!!!

also im talking like i know sooo much i have like. 11 publications counting one that isnt even available anymore bc the litmag went down lmao i am a little baby! and i am unfortunately so lazy with submitting sometimes like i havent sat down and submitted to a bunch of places in like. 6 months. so yeah i dont know that much el oh el

omfg this is so long but i hope this wasnt overwhelming; theres so much more i want to say abt like readings and submission calls and themes and categories and shit. dont be overwhelmed tho, its usually a pretty streamlined process. again, it's a long game, but it's worth it to me :)) ask me anything any time! and i am SOOOO excited for you!!

[msweebyness]

Class of Villainy & School for Monstrous Youths- Scared Straight

Hey ya’ll! This is a fun little idea I had! First things first, I want to tell you about a special project Sparky and I have in the works for after Mirrorverse is complete: a mega crossover of all our major AU’s, ie Class of Heroes/Villainy, School for Monstrous Youths, Creepsters and Ghoul Squad! This is a separate AU from that, but here’s the gist: What if…the heroes met the monsters beforehand? They end up telling them about their villain selves, and the monsters suggest they send them by for a little visit. Here’s what comes of it. (As always, @imsparky2002 and @artzychic27!)

As the villainous classes approached the gothic castle that strongly resembled their school, they were feeling pretty smug. When those insipid ‘hero’ counterparts had informed them that they had OTHER counterparts in this world and that they were interested in meeting the dastardly teens, they knew they had to check it out. Another group of spineless do-gooders to lord their superiority over…or so they thought.

“What do you think those imbecilesss were sssnickering about?”, Jafardrien sneered to his companions as Kimton and Ivan Oogie pushed open the massive dark wood doors.

“Who knows? But whoever these new goody-good counterparts are, they’ll be no match for us, my friends!”, YzAlya boasted, her head held high as the other villains agree.

“Hi!”

The villains started as they turned to see the Adrien of this universe, smiling at them in a rather…creepy manner, “We’re SO glad you guys could make it!”

“Sssooo, you’re me? No offenssse, but you don’t look like anything ssspecial.”, Jafardrien snarked, earning chuckles from his friends.

The other Adrien just kept smiling, ignoring the comment before he spoke again, “Well, no need to hang around in the doorway! My friends are just DYING to meet you!”

The villains scoffed, and started down the main hall, with no idea what was awaiting them within the school. Average Adrien laughed softly, a slight sinister note underlaying it. His friends were about to teach these villains a lesson they would never forget...

As they continued down the main hall, the villains noticed the lights were getting progressively dimmer. 'Oooh, spooky.'

But at that moment, from the shadows somewhere behind them, a childish, unsettling giggle echoed through the previously silent space. The evil teens turned to look in all directions but spied nothing, continuing on their way...only for the laughter to sound again just moments later...this time even closer.

"Alright, who's there?!", Mari DeVil demanded, hands on her hips. Only to jump with a yelp when she felt coarse fabric brush against her hand. "What was that?! Something just touched me!", her friends all looked at her skeptically, but still, her partners moved closer.

The devilish fashionista felt the brush of cloth again, this time against the side of her arm, and she turned to glare at the only member of the group who happened to be made of cloth, "Ivan, knock it off!"

The boogeyman looked at her incredulously, "Ah'm nowhere close ta you!", only to be met with a fiercely irritated glare from the girl.

"Well, something made of cloth keeps touching me, and it's getting-"

"Peekaboo.", said a cheerful and creepily childlike voice from behind the fur-coated vixen, causing her to jump and shriek, whipping around to see what looked like...her, but stitched together of gray fabric and with large blue buttons for eyes. The smile on her stitched lips was not comforting in any way as she peered at the villains.

With another creepy giggle, she spoke in the manner of a demented toddler to her captive audience, "Hiiii. Do you wanna play a game with me?", she asked, producing three large needles from her pocket, which she aimed at her neck, causing each villain in the group, but particularly Mari DeVil, to feel an uncomfortable sensation in their own necks.

"I...think we'll pass!", the fashion maven said quickly, before she ushered her fellow villains down the hall, to a cheery "Bye bye!" from her ragdoll counterpart, followed by the sounds of her skipping away in the opposite direction.

The villainous group then ducked into a room on the right side of the hallway, eager to be separated from the disturbing doll. But when they filed into the room, it was completely dark...bar for the pale glow of eerie blue candles. Though it appeared they were the only ones in the room, they could all feel a...presence. Something else was there...

The villains all shivered as something icy whooshed past them from behind, sending a chill down their spines. They whipped around to look, but the space was empty. They felt the same sensation sweep behind them again, only to yield the same results when they turned.

"Okay, something is in here!", YzAlya said firmly, only to yelp when something brushed the back of her neck...something that felt like soft but ice-cold fingers...

"Alright, what was that?!", the young sorceress demanded, whipping around to look in all directions...only to feel that chilling touch from behind once again.

She quickly turned around and found only a bare wall looking back at her...for only the briefest of moments before the room was shaken with a thundering "BOOOO!" as a terrifying specter with glowing purple eyes phased through the solid surface in front of her. The wicked potions expert let out an ear-piercing shriek before bolting for the door, her friends close behind.

They walked down another corridor, allowing themselves to regroup after their ghostly encounter. But this only lasted a moment, as the lights in the hall suddenly went out, forcing the villains to feel along the walls and floor to find their way.

As he moved slowly down the hall, Honest Nino felt his foot brush against something on the floor. Bending down to pick it up, he brought it into the light from Mireides' crackling hair...only to let out a loud shriek that was echoed by his friends when he found himself holding a green-skinned, severed arm.

"Holy shit!", the fox hybrid cried as he dropped the arm to the floor, only for a set of bizarre noises to hit his sensitive ears: heavy, stomping footsteps and a deep, guttural growl.

"Umm...guys? I think I know who the arm belongs to...", Madame Sabrina squeaked, pointing shakily at something in the distance. The other villains turned to look, seeing a tall, green-skinned, dead-eyed figure that was missing an arm stomping towards them menacingly. The electrodes sticking out of the sides of his neck were giving off loud and bright sparks of electricity, some jumping dangerously close to the villains.

It was then that the creature caught sight of the goddess of death's flaming hair, and his heterochromic eyes dilated in sudden fury as he began to shake.

"Fire....BAD!", the teen Stein shouted in an angry and distorted voice, picking up a chair by the entrance of the classroom and hurling it at the villains. "BAD!", before following it with another furious roar. The villains didn't waste a second and hightailed it down the hall.

Moments later, having managed to evade the enraged Franken-Teen, the villains found themselves next in an old, grand banquet hall, with all the drapes pulled closed. The entire room held an almost deathly chill as the villains moved further within.

Juleficent's hand jumped to where her scepter should have been when something suddenly swooped behind her head...only to find it absent. DiabLuka jumped when something dark and small whizzed by in front of his face. He could have sworn it felt like a leathery wing.

The dark fae twins and their villainous companions jumped with a start when two ear-piercing shrieks suddenly echoed through the eerily quiet hall. The noise had come from above them, so they turned their heads toward the ceiling. To their relief, the only thing that they saw upon inspection was a pair of harmless looking bats, peering at them through the darkness.

Shaking their heads to clear their minds, the diabolical twins focused their eyes ahead, ready to move on through the school...when they each felt a strong and icy grip clamp down on their shoulder. Turning around and taking defensive stances, they felt their blood run cold at the sight that greeted them.

Two tall, deathly pale figures with glowing eyes the color of venomous mercury and taunting, cruel grins accentuated by dagger sharp fangs. And from both these fangs and their tinted lips dripped a deep, red liquid that smelled disturbingly of copper...

"Welcome to our school.", the female of the two said, her eyes gleaming even brighter as her ice-cold hand moved from Juleficent's shoulder to brush her cheek.

"We just love to have new blood in these halls.", her brother chimed, staring straight into DiabLuka's eyes in a way that made the evil rocker's skin burn. Those words were all it took for the villains to make an attempt to bolt for the doors...

Only for the vampiric twins to already be there, smiling at them mockingly.

"Do you really think you can run away from us?", the vampiric goth mused, looking at the villains condescendingly. They quickly turned for the other exit, only for the two vampires to meet them there once again. No matter where they turned, where they tried to run, the blood-drinking teens were always ahead of them, laughing wickedly.

"We're as swift as shadows in the night, you'll never outrun us!", the vampire Luka taunted the villains as they made one last dash for the doors. Deciding they had frightened them enough, the two allowed the villains to make their escape.

The group burst through the large set of double doors and found themselves running through the night air...until they realized they were now in the shadows of a dense forest. The only illumination came from the moonlight filtering through the leaves of the trees.

As they moved through the thick underbrush, the teens couldn't help but feel as if they were being...hunted...stalked. Something was in these woods and was watching them very closely. Kimton felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up as he swore he heard something growling in the bushes off to his side.

Continuing through the dark trees, the villains had just managed to somewhat calm their nerves, when the woods around them suddenly shook as a thundering howl ripped through the previously quiet forest, ringing in the ears of the wicked adolescents and rattling the branches of the trees.

Hearts hammering in their chests, the classes of villainy looked up, towards the source of the sound, and were met with the sight of a tall, fur-covered figure with glowing golden eyes standing above them on a rock.

With a loud, blood-chilling snarl, the creature leaped down from the stone crest and landed a couple meters away from the villains, the crouching position of his muscular form reminiscent of a wolf ready to pounce on a hapless deer, his eyes still glowing like lamps as he stalked slowly through the shadows towards them, growling all the way.

Trembling like a leaf, Kimton made to reach for his silver hunting knife…..only to find that, like Juleficent's scepter, it was gone. When he looked back up, his reaching for a weapon seemed to have enraged the wolf, because he suddenly lunged out of the darkness, tackling the hunter to the ground with a furious growl, his eyes glowing brighter than ever before.

"You think you can kill me, bitch?", the werewolf snarled, the only response he got from the villain being an ear-splitting shriek. Which only grew louder as the monster's razor sharp teeth suddenly moved towards his throat, keen on ripping it out...only to stop. With a barely traceable move, the wolf boy released Kimton and disappeared into the woods, leaving both the imbecilic hunter and the other villains baffled and more than a little terrified.

With the young hunter still trembling from his near experience of being a werewolf's dinner, the villains exited the forest and found themselves in a field of tall grass in the sight of a nearby greenhouse...but once again, they clearly were not alone.

Jafardrien, Cosetteweather and Simon Frollo jumped as something moved very quickly through the grass directly behind them, accompanied by a bizarre hissing sound, like an entire chorus of snakes. Lady Chloe and Reshma Hook did the same a moment later as the grass around them rustled and brushed their backs.

All around the villains, almost impossibly fast, an unseen creature blazed through the tall grasses of the field, stirring up unsettling rustling and always, that strange, strange 'hisssss.’

"Okay, I swear, if that is some giant-ass snake, I am going to lose it!”, Honest Nino squeaked, his eyes darting around rapidly in fear.

"I'm pretty sure snakes don't have feet, which I’m definitely hearing!", Maxdrome countered, though you could hear how shaken he was in the pitch of his voice.

"Well then, what is it?!”, Madame Sabrina demanded, just as whatever reptilian beast was hiding in the grasses brushed along past Alix Khan, sending the tigress into a snarling defensive stance.

"Okay, who or what is there?!”, she growled angrily, sweeping the area with her eyes, "Come on!", but the only response she got was another wave of rustling, just to her right, and the ever-present hissing noise reaching a crescendo.

To her left. To her right. Behind her. In the distance. Right in front of her. Whatever this creature was, it moved astronomically fast, dizzying the hybrid’s senses. It was everywhere at once, but at the same time it was nowhere at all!

Suddenly, the hissing sound was less than an inch away from Alix Khan, and when she looked at her friends, she saw them watching something behind her with rising horror. So she turned around to look..

And looming over her with curved fangs bared and reptilian blue eyes shining with malice, scales gleaming in the light of the moon, was a creature with a writhing nest of venomous snakes in place of hair, all letting out the same vicious, deafening hiss as the girl herself. The tigress couldn't hold back the terrified scream that escaped her lips, nor could her friends as they rushed to avert their eyes and flee the creature's territory.

"Over there!", Mylensula shrieked, pointing to the greenhouse, hopefully a safe haven where they could get their wits back.

Though it took them a moment with their eyes covered (they didn't want to become statues), they managed to make their way to the greenhouse. Pushing on the cold glass of the doors to open them, they entered the circular building…and found themselves in nothing short of a jungle, twisted and ridden with all manner of bizarre flora. And what’s more…they could swear that, though they had no eyes, these monstrous plants were all watching them, tracking their every move.

Slowly making their way forward, the villains could swear they heard something creeping along the floor behind them, but when they turned to look, they saw nothing and kept going.

Only for a certain sea witch to let out a sudden shriek as she felt something grab her tentacles, quickly winding through them and holding her in place. Her friends turned to look in alarm, seeing her completely entangled in vines. Ivan Oogie, Juleficent and YzAlya had quickly moved to try and help her, only to find themselves entangled similarly, along with the rest of the villains, in a matter of moments.

From somewhere in the darkness above them, a soft, peaceful voice began to sing…

“The gentle breeze….stirs the leaves…”

The entangled villains looked frantically around for the source of the eerie melody, but the higher level of the greenhouse was so shrouded in darkness that they couldn’t make out a thing.

“And stirs my soul…my heart deep inside me…”

The haunting tune continued as the villain still couldn’t trace its origin…and the vines wrapping around them were starting to grow thorns.

“Sense my worth…as one with earth…of greater whole all connected as one…”

As the final words of the unsettling song floated through the air, the villains finally caught sight of something in the shadows of the mangled treetops. A pair of glowing green eyes with unsettling yellow sclera, twinkling as they peered at the group on the ground through an opening in the thick leaves.

“Do you like my garden?”, a mellow, almost musical voice echoed through the greenhouse, as the vines around the evil teens grew even tighter, “Because my darlings seem…curious about you…”

The villains heard rustling above them and saw the leaves part to reveal a girl who seemed to be just as much a plant as anything else in the room, eyes still glowing and smiling with an eerie serenity as the vines on her arms and legs wound through the branches of the trees, creeping down towards them.

With a laugh that almost sounded too pure, she suddenly vanished into the trees, right in front of their eyes, and the vines loosened enough for them to start pulling free.

After he managed to free himself from the grasp of the vines, the teen boogeyman quickly moved to assist his still-ensnared scallop...only for something with immense strength to strike him down from behind, the sea witch crying out his name in alarm as she watched her beloved crash to the ground.

Coughing up a bit of blood (that had definitely squashed a few of his bugs) from the blow, Ivan Oogie managed to, despite immense pain, turn himself around in a sitting position….to find himself looking up, up, way up at an enormous figure, cloaked completely in shadow, apart from the menacing, almost crimson gleam in his dark eyes and the pale moonlight glinting off his, not so much fangs as tusks.

The hulking monster’s stone expression didn’t change as he spoke with a thick Russian inflection:

“When a bug is bad…you crush it.”, before he lunged forward, his fist plunging downward, straight towards the boogeyman’s skull. The villain managed to scramble out of the way just in time, yelping in fear at the cracks that split the cement ground under the abominable teen’s fist. Unfortunately for Ivan Oogie, he wasn’t quick enough to dodge the yeti’s next blow, which slammed into his chest and sent him flying to the ground once more. He was left gasping for breath, his eyes wide as the monster approached him once more.

“Spookums!”, Mylensula shrieked, trying frantically to disentangle her tentacles from the vines that still held them tight, “Get away from him, you half-witted brute!”

Suddenly, from the darkness above them once more, sounded a familiar, harmonious voice:

“Now now, my love, let’s not be too rough with our guests…”, the plant girl’s words scolded gently from somewhere unseen, punctuated by another creepily angelic giggle, “They still have to meet the rest of our friends…”

The mountain of a monster nodded and receded into the darkness, leaving the young boogey broken on the floor.

With the sea witch supporting and fretting over her wounded beloved, the villains quickly bolted from the greenhouse as the plant girl's ominous laughter echoed behind them, eager to leave the monstrous lovebirds behind. They ran alongside the edge of the school, aiming to stay in the shadows.

Suddenly, in the darkness behind them, a loud THUD sounded. Something had alighted behind them, and the wicked friends whipped around as quickly as they could. But they were only fast enough to catch a fleeting glimpse of another huge creature, this one with unnerving pale yellow eyes, before it alighted into the air with a mighty bound, and disappeared over the rim of the school’s high walls.

The villains waited in place for a moment, expecting the creature to return. When it didn’t, they took a collective deep breath and continued in their way, carefully edging along the wall.

A minute or two later, they heard the same sound as before, this time much closer than it had been the first. When they turned this time, they were able to get a good, full look at the monster. A hulking mass of muscle, just like the yeti before them, their haunting yellow eyes peered out at the villains from behind their wild, dark hair, holding a look that was playful and yet deeply feral.

Just as the villains had turned around to try and run, the towering sasquatch had vaulted over their heads, landing right in front of a trembling Doctor Cabello, and seizing the hoodoo expert by the throat, lifting them up in the air.

“Go ahead and try to run. Wherever you turn, I’ll be there.”, the monster growled, squeezing tight before dropping the witch doctor to the ground and vaulting back up over the wall.

With the voodoo doctor still shaking like a leaf, the villains quickly threw open a set of wooden doors and raced back into the school, finding themselves in the empty auditorium. The room was totally dark except for a single spotlight shining on the stage, which they slowly made their way towards, though they kept bumping into chairs. Fishing out her spare cellphone, QRC shone the flashlight app around the room, illuminating a path for the villains to follow. But as she swung the beam around, it caught on something that gleamed white on the ground. Moving closer…it was a bone….and then another…and then another.

All around them were a bevy of small bones. They all appeared to belong to a humanoid of some kind, but they gave off a strange…energy. Suddenly, from the darkness around them, an adorably deranged laugh sounded, echoing several times over. At the same time, all of the bones began to rattle on the ground, drumming out an ominous beat.

At that moment, they rose from the ground and shot toward the stage, assembling themselves beneath the spotlight. With a blinding flash and another maniacal giggle, a skeletal girl with an impossibly wide grin appeared on the stage.

“SURPRISE!”, she trilled, making a number of the villains jump, giving a twirl and laughing once more. Before leaping gracefully from the stage and disappearing into the darkness.

A mere few moments later, she appeared once again, with a shriek of delight, mere inches away from the candy queen’s face, who let out a yelp of shock.

“Tag, you’re it!”, the skeleton giggled, booping QRC on the nose, making the villain racer squeak in fear. Not wanting to engage in any sort of game with the creepily cheerful girl, the villains turned and fled down a side hall.

With the gleeful giggles of the skeleton still sounding in their ears as they fled, the villains found themselves now in a small alcove that almost resembled a cave one would find within a mountain. The stone walls became massive slabs and stalactites hung from the ceiling.

But the most defining feature was a large pile of what appeared to be small stones from this distance in the center of the central chamber. An ominous air hung about it, as if something was waiting for them to try and approach.

Taking the flashlight from QRC, Kagami Yu was the first one bold enough to approach the pile…which upon shining the beam over it, was revealed to be gold and jewels. Seeing the temptation in the eyes of the pirate and crab-hyrbid, the other villains gave them warning death stares, they didn’t know what could be guarding this hoard.

Inching closer and closer, the general moved the flashlight over the massive mound of treasure, only for the beam to catch on something… different, when she was only a foot or so away. A pair of glowing, reptilian green eyes, glaring at the gathered villains with an ethereal rage.

Draped over the pile of gold was a snarling dragon with bronze scales and gleaming golden claws, her keen eyes never leaving Kagami Yu, tracking her every move. Slowly stalking further down the pile to be little more than an inch from the villain, she said only one thing, in a voice that carried an ancient, powerful air:

“Leave now.”

Kagami Yu could only squeak as she and the rest of the group turned and hightailed it without a second thought.

Fleeing down a side hallway in the cave's wall, the villains next found themselves in what appeared to be a laboratory with a very old-age, steampunk design. Unsettling creaks and wafts of boiling hot steam sounded from the outdated machinery at random and startling intervals, and in the center of the room was a rusted old work table.

On the surface of that table laid a boy, made entirely of copper. His mechanical eyes were wide open but dark, he appeared to be powered down at the moment.

Despite the threatening atmosphere hanging about the room, Maxdrome couldn’t help but approach the table out of curiosity. Looking down at the old-world mechanized version of himself, he tentatively reached out a hand, touching the cool metal of his hand.

Instantly, the lights of the robot’s fiberglass eyes snapped on, and with a sharp ‘whirr’ his head whipped around to face the evil machinist, looking him dead in the face. Slowly, the light in his eyes turned a deep red, as he suddenly jerked up from the table.

“Intruders on the premises.”, he grated out in a strangely echoing and monotone voice, “Commence termination protocols.”, and with that he lifted his arm, aiming what appeared to be some kind of built-in plasma cannon straight at the villains.

Firing off shots with alarming speed, the villains just barely managed to dodge the orbs of energy, one of which exploded into a blinding flash that left the villains scrambling on the floor. When their sight returned, the robotic boy seemed to have vanished without a trace.

“Wh-where did he go?”, Kimton stammered, his eyes as wide as saucers.

“Don’t know, but good riddance!”, IsmaScar responded, “Let’s bolt!”

Not wanting to be there when the mechanical menace returned, the villains quickly moved on to the next room, which ended up being a sandy expanse that resembled the interior of a pyramid. Moving deeper into the room, they noticed the wall was covered in hieroglyphs, and the few that Maxdrome recognized did NOT mean pleasant things. When they could just barely see the light from the corridors opening, they noticed two massive shadows, one on each wall. Upon bringing the flashlight for a better look, they were revealed to be twin sarcophagi.

Not wanting to risk disturbing whatever was in the massive, elaborate coffins, the villains quickly moved to back out of the room…only for Jeanatoa to trip over a small cat statue, landing with a loud crash.

In less than a second, waves of scarab beetles scuttled across the floor, crawling over the villains as all the sand in the room began to swirl ominously around their feet, rising higher by the second.

From the sarcophagus on the left, a loud roar of fury, demonic in every sense of the word sounded. Moments later, an enraged and echoing voice boomed from the sarcophagus on the right:

“WHO DARES AWAKEN THE QUEENS FROM THEIR REST?!”

The villains trembled, frozen with fear as the lids of the tombs slowly opened, allowing two mummy girls to step out and slowly turn to look at the villains with rage-filled, glowing and dead eyes.

Turning to look at each other once more, they began murmuring in ancient Egyptian and making ominous gestures with their hands. The sands around the villains began to rise higher and higher, until they were completely surrounded and unable to see beyond the desert cyclone.

ZoeHans and Lady Chloe huddled close together, only to be wrenched apart when a hand grabbed each of them by the throat, finding themselves looking straight into the luminous eyes of the mummy sisters.

“You have made a grave error, mortals.”, the first mummy, who was holding Lady Chloe, intoned, her voice as regal as it was terrifying.

“Kneel before us or die by our hands.”, the mummy holding ZoeHans snarled, squeezing the princess’ throat tighter.

When the villains didn’t make any move, due to being petrified with fear for their friends, the mummies scowled, seeming to see it as a sign of disrespect. Dropping the two female nobles, they began to utter a terrifying Egyptian chant, the sands and dark shadows swirling around them. Not willing to stick around to see the results, and seeing the door was not blocked by sand anymore, the evil teens quickly bolted from the corridor.

Screaming as the haunting voices still carried ominous Egyptian chants behind them, the villains ran blindly for a distance until they suddenly found themselves beside what appeared to be the school's pool, though it more closely resembled a large lagoon.

The water, though oddly dark, looked clean, so a few of the villains went down to splash some on their faces to help calm themselves. LeOnDine in particular dropped to her knees and looked at her shaking reflection in the water. Only to jump back with a yelp when she swore she saw a second pair of eyes staring back at her from within the depths.

“What’s wrong with you?”, Kimton asked, raising an eyebrow at the girl who just forced a smile and turned back to the water as the villains regrouped on the shore.

Dropping her head down so she could take a deep breath, the redhead regrouped herself…only to hear a bizarre bubbling sound, then see a shadow slowly looming over her. She slowly lifted her head back up…and shrieked at the sight of the scaly, seaweed-draped creature with the razor-toothed smile and glassy eyes.

But when she blinked her eyes and her friends looked over, the monster was gone…

“Alright, WHAT is your problem?”, Kimton demanded, looking at his loyal companion in annoyance.

“Ondine, dear, is something there?”, King Marc asked in a much gentler tone, after shooting the hunter an equally annoyed look.

“I-I don’t kn-know…it was h-here and th-then it-“, the redhead started to stammer out, her eyes the size of saucers.

“Uh….guys?”, Jeanatoa squeaked, pointing to the large cluster of bubbles that had suddenly began to gather on the water’s surface. Before the villains could even fully react…an ENORMOUS creature with a long neck, grayish-blue scales, razor sharp teeth, a tall crest down its back, and a thrashing tail emerged from the water, letting out a deafening roar as the waves set forth by its entrance drenched the screaming villainous teens.

The villains ran, nearly trampling each other, as they scrambled to get away from the monster, leaving the pool atrium and emerging back in the hallway. Getting their breath back, they continued on their way...until they were given pause by the sight of a rather...unusual gargoyle.

Suspicious and more than a little creeped out, the King of Hearts slowly approached the statue, which bore a disturbing resemblance to the mad monarch. But when he reached out to touch the stone sculpture, its eyes suddenly snapped open and a granite hand shot out and grabbed him by the throat before he could react.

Before the alarmed poison king could rush to help his beloved, the gargoyle suddenly alighted into the air, still holding a trembling, squeaking Nath of Hearts.

“You are not welcome here, evil one.”, the creature rumbled out in a voice like crashing boulders, his vice grip on the young king’s throat growing even tighter. Too tight for the other boy to even choke out a response.

All of a sudden, with absolutely no warning, the gargoyle dropped the villain, who crashed to the ground with a loud thud, before swooping upward and out of the school through an open window.

With the King of Hearts now slightly limping from the impact of the drop, his fair beloved supporting him, the villains continued down the high-ceilinged hallway...until a large shadow swooped over their heads. Looking up, they saw nothing but the high-arched ceilings, so they continued on their way…

Only for the shadow to swoop over them again, this time from behind. The eyes of the wicked team darted around frantically, trying to track the shadowy creature as it swooped overhead, back and forth, left and right, but it was simply too fast.

Then suddenly…the shadow stopped moving, and all went quiet. Until the Poison King heard an odd, soft fluttering behind him. Like the beating of a butterfly’s wings.

Turning around slowly, he was met with the ghastly sight of a creature with grey wings, six raised arms, massive and glowing green eyes, twitching antenna and a frantic grin. Before King Marc could scream, the monster beat him to it, releasing a deafening, high pitched trill that followed the villains as they turned to run once more.

Surrounded by the echoes of the moth man's terrible shriek, the dastardly teens bolted down a narrow side corridor, quickly finding themselves in near pitch darkness. With a flashlight leading the way, they made their way down the hall, which seemed to get narrower and narrower by the second.

Simon Frollo shuddered intensely…he could swear he felt something watching him from the darkness, incredibly intently. Several times, he would turn around and swear he saw a large, glowing eye…only for it to disappear a mere second later, making the villain wonder if he was beginning to go mad.

But slowly, the other villains began seeing the eye too. Everywhere they looked, it would be there for only the briefest of moments, driving them to the brink as they felt their every move being tracked.

After a brief while, they all stopped seeing the eye, and their nerves began to calm as they continued down the hall. But it was then that Simon Frollo felt a hand on his shoulder. Knowing he was at the very back of the group, he slowly turned around to look…

And was met with the sight of a tall, startling figure, grinning creepily as he stared at the young minister with his giant, single, gleaming eye. Simon Frollo shrieked and bolted in front of his friends at alarming speed, though they quickly followed.

With the young minister still murmuring about demons, they continued making their way down the corridor, and while it got thinner, they were relieved that they could now see somewhat clearly as the walls were now lined with torches.

Only for that comfort to turn to terror as the flames of the torches suddenly roared and engulfed the sides of the hall, leaping and snapping at the villains from all sides.

Lacey Gothel squeaked as she swore she saw a demonic, grinning face in the flames off to her side, but it quickly vanished. Only to reappear again everywhere she seemed to look. Doing her best to ignore it, she and the other villains quickly continued forward down the hall, avoiding the flames all around them as best they could.

Only to be forced to stop in their tracks and yell in shock when a massive column of white hot fire leaped up in front of them. Their horror only increased when a creature, seemingly one with the column and made of pure flames herself, emerged and gave a thundering, demonic shout which blended into the roar of the fire. The villains all screamed, feeling as if they were looking upon a being from hell.

Almost as suddenly as they had appeared, the tower of flame receded, and the flame girl disappeared, allowing the villains to run further down the hall...until they reached a dead end… at the same time they heard something approaching from behind. Eerie groans and heavy shambling footsteps sounded from the direction in which they had come.

Slowly turning to look, they were met with the sight of a harrowing figure, rotting arms outstretched and eyes dead and cold behind her tangled ginger curls as she lumbered towards them, moaning all the way. Turning back to the walls, the villains desperately looked for some kind of exit.

But in the moments they were distracted, the zombie girl seemed to have moved much faster than should be possible for her sort, as Madame Sabrina felt a cold hand brush against her back, and turned, trembling, to see the undead monster right behind her, growling as she said only one word:

“BRAAAAINS!”

Suddenly, a brick beneath Maxdrome's hand sank into the wall, opening a dark passage, which the villains quickly ran into, eluding the zombie girl. At the end of the dark hall, they found themselves in what appeared to be an abandoned classroom. Hoping to get a moment’s respite, they sat down at the rickety old desks, breathing heavily and gathering their thoughts. But then…

“What the hell isss going on?!”, Jafardrien cried, his friends wondering the same thing as the desks suddenly took to the air, all of them surrounded by a bizarre blue aura.

‘Are you enjoying our game?’

MimRore blinked in confusion. The voice had sounded in her mind, and it was identical to hers…but it wasn’t.

Suddenly, that same voice filled the minds of all the villains:

‘You all have been the most entertaining of guests. Your shrieks are the music to our ears.’

Shaking with confused terror, they turned to the front of the room to see an otherworldly being floating in front of them, her silvery hair floating around her head and her eyes lit with the same blue glow as the one surrounding the villains. She smiled serenely as she began to spin and jerk them around in the air, giggling malevolently.

All of a sudden, the desks were lowered to the floor, and the extraterrestrial girl had vanished from sight. Bolting out of the old lecture hall, and still a little dizzy, the villains emerged near what appeared to be the entrance to a set of catacombs. As they tried to decide whether to enter, they suddenly felt a strange sensation around their feet. Looking down…they all cried in disgust as they found their legs buried up to their ankles in a gelatinous blue ooze that almost seemed to be moving about on its own.

“What on earth is this?!”, Mylensula screamed, shuddering at the feeling of it sloshing around her tentacles, “It’s disgusting!”

Mari DeVil squeaked as she saw more of the bizarre guck dripping down from the ceiling and oozing over the walls.

Suddenly, all the goop began to move at once, rapidly gathering into a cluster right behind Mireides, who could only shudder in revulsion as it took the shape of some kind of being. The goddess almost puked as two goggling eyes and a drippy mouth with an oozing smile formed on the creature. It reached out a slimy arm toward the flame-haired girl, who dry-heaved as it managed to touch her before quickly darting away.

But the creature didn’t follow. Instead, she oozed toward a hole in the floor, which they dropped down into, leaving a glistening trail of slime in her wake.

Trying to keep themselves from fear-vomiting, the villains quickly bolted through the entrance of the catacombs, finding themselves entrenched in shadow. From somewhere in the distance, a low growl sounded. Looking around, the villains could see nothing but the sound continued to grow louder…

Before it was replaced with an echoing roar that shook the ground, and they were suddenly able to spot a pair of feline eyes, watching them like a hawk through the darkness. Slowly, the creature that bore the eyes began to stalk forward, revealing the form of a giant creature resembling a black-furred mountain lion as it stepped into the light.

Before the villains could make any attempt to either escape or placate it, the big cat lunged with a feral snarl, moving straight for the king of the Savannah, who managed to dodge being tackled, but not the creature’s claws, which left bleeding gashes on his arms.

IsmaScar could only tremble, unable to move from the pain as the creature prepared to lunge again…only to give him what almost looked like a smirk, before receding back into the shadows.

As the enormous feline suddenly stopped its attack, the villains fled deeper into the catacombs, suddenly finding themselves in a series of winding corridors...a maze. Like one ripped straight from an old movie, old wet stones and lit by torches.

With Cosetteweather taking the lead, they slowly began to make their way through the winding corridors, hoping to find an exit as quickly as possible.

But after a short while had passed, they began to hear unusual noises. The sound of hooves pawing sharply at the ground and an angry sort of snort…getting closer and closer to where they were by the second. Something else was in this labyrinth…and it didn’t seem to want them there.

Trembling with fear, Cosetteweather lead her friends around the next bend…only to find, standing less than twenty feet away, a monster, with gleaming horns and eyes that seemed to be glowing blood red…and very angry as her hooves pawed at the ground.

Before the dastardly gang could fully process what they were looking at, the minotaur suddenly gave a loud bellow of fury and charged straight for them, Cosetteweather barely being missed as ZoeHans yanked them out of the way.

“WOAH! Look, just calm down, alright?! We’ll get out of your maze, just chill!”, the sheep hybrid gasped out, though this only seemed to infuriate the creature, which lowered its head and prepared to charge again.

Only for the walls of the maze to suddenly shift, separating the villains and the bull, which did not seem to take this very well at all while the group of friends heaved a sigh of relief.

Still hearing the enraged snorts of the minotaur, they were, thankfully, able to quickly find an exit. But when they emerged from the maze, the room they ended up in was completely coated in what appeared to be giant spider webs.

“Oh my god, EWWWW!”, Madame Sabrina cried, “What the hell could have made webs this big?!”, the redheaded diamond enthusiast demanded, looking around the room in disgust.

“I’m not sure, but I’d rather not find out!”, Lady Chloe answered her friend, shuddering as her arm brushed against one of the webs.

The rest of the villains agreed, and tried to move through the room as quickly as possible…only to find the sticky nets of thread getting denser and thicker, to the point they were impossible to avoid, and the villains became entangled.

Reshma Hook could only whimper as she heard a strange scuttling noise above her head, knowing that those multiple tapping limbs likely belonged to whatever had made these webs.

Looking around cautiously, she spied nothing…until she turned back to face the front and screamed at the top of her lungs, suddenly face-to-face with a girl with six glowing red eyes, razor sharp teeth and six limbs that were pawing at the air, hanging upside down in front of her face.

The spider girl only laughed as the pirate whipped out her cutlass, slicing herself and her friends free of the webs as quickly as she could.

Eager to get away from the arachnid girl, the villains fled deeper into the catacombs, ending up in the massive concert hall that laid at its heart. The air in the room was thick with dust, and the only light came from flickering old spotlights near the ridiculously massive stage. Dead in the center of the rickety structure was a massive pipe organ, surrounded by unearthly violet candlelight.

Moving further inside with trepidation, the villains looked around the spacious room, getting the feeling once more that several sets of eyes were watching them. At that moment, a thunderous musical note sounded through the room, rattling the walls and ceiling, as well as the bones of the vile teens.

Looking back at the stage, now sitting at the seat of the organ was a dark figure, clad in a sweeping black cloak, half of his face concealed by a gleaming silver mask. They turned to face the villains, his masked eye glowing with otherworldly energy.

“Looks like y’all have come to the end of our l’il show…”, the ghostly musician said in a honeylike voice that projected through the entire room. With a sweep of his cloak and a roar from the candles, he suddenly vanished from the stage…

…Only to reappear right behind Jeanatoa, who gave a loud shriek as the phantom’s booming laughter filled his ears.

“But now it’s time for the grand finale!”, the monster said grandly with a dazzling smile, “Come on out, ya’ll!”, before he disappeared with another sweep of his cloak.

The collective heartrate of the villainous gang skyrocketed as the phantom's maniacal laughter filled the room as his friends gradually revealed their presence. They had been waiting for the villains to give them one final spook...

"It's been so much fun playing with all of you. Won't you stay a little longer?", Maridoll chirped as she appeared suddenly behind Mari DeVil, still holding her needles as the fashionista shrieked.

YzAlya let out a high squeal as she once again felt the sensation of soft, icy fingers on the back of her neck and the chilling voice of SpectrAlya whispered "Boo..." in her ear.

"GRRRRRAAAARRRGH!", FrankenNino roared as he lurched after the terrified fox hybrid, his electrodes giving off waves of sparks.

The dark fairy twins cried out in terror as a familiar pair of bats swooped over their heads with deafening shrieks, before shifting into the vampire twins who hissed at them in malicious glee.

Kimton shrieked as a golden-brown-furred wolf the size of a small cow leaped from the darkness and pinned him to the ground, its teeth bared in a snarl.

From the shadows to her side, Alix Khan heard a familiar hissing sound and only managed to jump out of the way with a shout at the last second to avoid the snapping jaws of a flurry of snakes and the mocking smile of the girl they were attached to.

Mylensula could only squeak in fear as she was, in the blink of an eye, bound once again in vines like iron chains, as a distortedly sweet voice hummed a familiar song, getting closer by the second.

Ivan Oogie trembled as a massive hand clamped around his throat, lifting him up in the air, finding himself staring into the stony eyes of the yeti once more

“Bug not get away this time.”, Ivan Bumble growled menacingly, squeezing the boogeyman’s neck tighter.

Doctor Cabello yelped in pain as they were knocked to the ground, a giant foot planting down on their chest as Denisquatch smiled eerily at them from above, pressing down and limiting the voodoo mystic’s ability to breath.

QRC squealed as a bony finger tapped her on the shoulder, whipping around to see SkeleRose with an eerie grin, waving her own severed hand at the villain.

Kagami Yu was direly wishing for her sword as DracoGami slashed at her with a mighty roar, forcing her back into a corner.

Maxdrome yelled in frustration and terror as none of his hacking mechanisms worked on the robot firing plasma bolts at him, cursing steam-powered technology for being so simple and yet complex.

Lady Chloe and ZoeHans screamed and panicked as they were overtaken by scarab beetles, the laughter of the mummy sisters mocking them from somewhere unseen.

LeOnDine shrieked in terror as a scaly hand from the fountain in the center of the room reached up and grabbed her ankle, no doubt about to attempt to drown her.

Nath of Hearts cried out when he was suddenly snatched up into the air by the stonefaced Nath Goyle, a crushing grip around his throat once more.

King Marc screamed and cried as MothMarc swooped down only inches from his head over and over, giggling mockingly at the villain’s fear.

Simon Frollo curled into a fetal position and whimpered as he saw a familiar eye watching him from the nearby shadows.

Lacey Gothel screamed as the face of Flamecey taunted her in the torches around the room, moving quicker than a wildfire spreads in a dense forest.

Madame Sabrina threw whatever object she could get her hands on at the approaching Zombrina, but nothing seemed to deter the girl from her set path.

Even MimRore’s giggles seemed a bit nervous as AstraRore slowly hovered toward where she was standing, knocking things out of the way with her telekinesis.

Mireides was barely holding back their vomit as a familiar blue goop gathered around their feet, a watery giggle filling her ears as the substance rose higher and higher.

IsmaScar jumped as the huge cat from before leaped out in front of him, growling menacingly as it approached, its eyes challenging him to try and fight back.

Cosetteweather screamed as she barely managed to dodge the minotaur that charged straight at them, its horns leaving gouges in the wall.

Reshma Hook wailed as she was suddenly wrapped in webbing and drawn up toward the ceiling, a grinning Spider Resh slowly creeping towards her.

Jeanatoa covered his ears as the phantom’s haunting song filled his mind, singing about how the villains had no chance of surviving this night.

As the monsters closed them in from all directions, the villains all simultaneously reached their final breaking points. The screams they released filled the room to the brim. Many of them were crying and they were so engrossed in their terror that they didn’t notice the monsters all suddenly retreat back into the darkness, the only thought in every malicious mind being escape. Which they did as they bolted through the large oaken doors that had suddenly appeared, shrieking all the way as they ran as far as they possibly could from the darkly palatial school.

When they were certain that the villains were long gone, the monsters emerged from the shadows once more, exchanging looks and processing the nights events…before they all began to laugh. Loud, booming, joyous laughter that filled the space vacated by the screams of their wicked counterparts.

“Dudes!”, FrankenNino cried as he doubled over, “We got them SO good!”

“Did ya’ll see the looks on their faces?! They thought we were gonna kill ‘em!”, OperJean guffawed, slapping his knee.

“Okay, that was WAY more fun than I thought it was gonna be!”, Ondine Blue admitted, petting her boyfriend and IsmaCat’s heads before they shifted back into their humanoid forms.

After their laughter died down, bearing proud grins, the assembled monster students turned to look up at a small, eye-like creature that had served as the surveyor of their spooking work for a certain group of ghoulish heroes...

"So...how did they do?", Average Adrien asked the Ghoul Squad as they appeared before the monster classes through a viewing portal. The phantom, werewolf, vampire, stein, mummy and witch exchanged looks before they prepared to pass their judgment…

This is one lesson the villains will never forget! Leave your thoughts in the comments and reblogs! And keep a lookout for a fun prequel and sequel to this story from Sparky!

(The song MyLeaf sings is Emma’s Song from Power Rangers Megaforce. I felt it could be suitably creepy in this scenario!)

[graaythekwami]

Hiiii u mentioned having more kwami swaps planned and j was wonder if you would be willing to talk about them

Especially any involving Nino and/or Alya

I will always happily talk about my fics and fic ideas! :D

Of course I have my current ones; Crimson and Noire, Withered Wings, Calamity Dusk, and A New Guardian; but as for the ones that I have planned out I have three major ones:

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First is my Scattered AU. This is one where Marinette is still Ladybug and Gabriel is still mostly Hawk Moth, but things get switched up for everyone else. In this AU Gabriel manages to trick Fu and lure him into a trap before any akuma attacks happen, resulting in Gabriel capturing both Fu and nearly half of the Miraculouses in the Chinese Miracle Box, including the Black Cat. Tikki manages to take what remains of the box and escape, however, resulting in finding Marinette who now has to fight against a way stronger Hawk Moth than in canon, with no guidance outside the kwamis.

Adrien on the other hand stumbles across one of my OC Miracle Boxes, this being my Season Box of Europe (mostly based on the western zodiac) and since there was no current Guardian he accidentally magically gains that title. Adrien in this AU mostly wields my Kelpie Miraculous, which has the kwami of Water, going by Aquarius when transformed.

As for Alya and Nino in this AU, we get Tiger!Alya (Artemis), and Lion!Nino (Lionheart), with my OC Lion being the kwami of Courage.

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Next is my Shattered AU, which actually is a bit of a darker AU, where the characters are in an apocalyptic world just trying to survive. This world came about from Gabrie's wish, which completely cut of Paris from the world as a result and killed off most of the population. There are two major groups in this AU; inner Paris, featuring those who sided with Gabriel to be shielded by his magic in this new dangerous world; and the rebellion, featuring those who are still fighting against Hawk Moth.

Gabriel has the Ladybug and Black Cat Miraculous, the world thinks Ladybug and Chat Noir are dead, and both Inner Paris and the Rebellion are relentlessly hunting down Marinette and and Adrien; who are now wielding the Pig Miraculous (Pearlescent) and the Dog (Hunter), who are both trying to survive and hopefully save this world before it completely collapses.

Alya and Nino keep the same Miraculouses as in canon, though Alya goes by Rena Rogue instead of Rena Rouge. Rena Rogue acts a bit as a mercenary in this AU, doing whatever it takes to help keep Ella safe, her only remaining family member. Nino on the other hand is akumatized into Shell Shock in Inner Paris, acting as the literal shield to keep rebels out.

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Concept Swap AU. This is one where I decided to swap all the kwami's concepts/powers around, to see what other powers could match the kwamis best. So in this AU the holders still use their same concept, but they have a new Miraculous and kwami instead. So Marinette still wields the Miraculous of Creation, but it's now Wayzz who embodies that aspect.

So we got Marinette with the Turtle Miraculous as Bixi, Adrien with the Ox as Blue Cape, and Gabriel with the Mouse as Rat King. And since you asked about Alya and Nino, we got Alya with the Black Cat as Panthera, and Nino with the Bee as Stinger. Again they're still paired with the concepts they have in canon though, just new kwamis embodying them. :)

[luka-couffaine-ship-tournament]

Pre-tournament poll 5

Hiiii everyone!!!

People have talked and Luka/Nino is going against Luka Couffaine/Emo Adrien Agreste !!

Now is the time to choose the last contestants, ending with the pair that is going to against Luka Couffaine/Aurore Beauréal.

I'm happy to announce that 27 of November will be officially starting this tournament!!! (That way I have time to put out the official bracket!!!)

Thoughts if you don't know what to vote:

-Look at the bracket and watch against who is going to go next (positions are mostly set in stone)

-Emo Marinette just needs a shoulder to cry on, a friend to have matching die hair, and positive energy

-Alya it's Nino's counterpart and considering that Nino and Luka are similar in some things, well they could be a match

-Mireille it's just funny because it's Aurore rival in their episode, so I think that would be great to see who is more compatible with Luka

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[trishacollins]

🌹🌹🌹🌹 HIIII <3333 🫶🫶🫶🫶

"I know masters-level physics." Adrien told the pipe uselessly.

The pipe continued to drip, despite all efforts to make it stop. He was mostly certain it had gotten worse, actually.

"I don't think it heard you." Jay intoned quietly, biting her lip. "Maybe we should call Marinette?"

"I can do this." He assured his daughter, picking up the wrench to tighten it. Again. "How hard can it be?"

[exaltior-a]

Hi, future Jade here. I'm currently three hours or so from clocking out of a 12 hour night shift that I wasn't really mentally prepared for and I'm feeling it + the three monsters I've had in the last 12 or so hours. Apologies in advance.

I have a dirkjake miraculous ladybug au but I don't post about it because it really only appeals to me and I only know one person (hi hermit when you see this hiiii good morning I'm probably going to be asleep when you read this) who has watched miraculous at least partially and also likes dirkjake as much as I do. Anyway Dirk has the ladybug miraculous and Jake has the black cat miraculous because I think marinette and Dirk / Jake and Adrien have SUPER interesting parallels in that for ladybug being a superhero is her like. Job that she's burdened by especially in the later seasons when everything gets so fucked and for Adrien being a hero is his freedom from the oppressively scheduled life he lives under his father's constant overbearing presence over his agency and personhood. (Also he's transfem too to me but that's not like super important.).

I can just SEE Dirk taking being a hero as this Burden He Must Bare Because How Could He Possibly Do Anything Else and Jake WOULD jump at the chance to be a kickass superhero saving people and making a difference without it affecting his delicate personal life or the persona he's crafted to keep everyone happy also he can genderfag catgirl (transfem GNC non-binary style) when he's a superhero. Also June is Felix because Felix is my favourite character and June deserves to be a little cunning (making Jane and Jade Amilié and Emilié) and the Condesce is hawkmoth and nepeta is alya. Are you taking notes. WATCH MIRACULOUS LADYBUG.

[fragileizywriting]

hiiii. adrien and marinette being giggly little drunks who love having giggly little drunk sex. they bonk heads on accident and they're snorting because they're so useless. i want her to tell him to relax and he's just a succubus with the way he moans, drunk out of his mind

[awakefor48hours]

The Rewritten Maribug Fic

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More Maribug fic, this was supposed to come out nearly a week ago but ADHD brain took control. Anyway onto the crack

Marinette woke up exhausted. She didn't get much sleep last night, all she could do was think about how her relationship with Cat Noir would be different.

After their failed date as Marinette and her failed romance as Ladybug, she really has screwed herself.

Thankfully, school could be a healthy distraction for her. Doing studies on the Peloponnesian War until she was cross-eyed should work. Sure, they were currently studying about the importance of the Mediterranean Sea to Italy but what was another topic to study on top of that. Besides, you never know when someone wants to know a random fact about the Peloponnesian War and the Mediterranean Sea.

She got out of bed, got dressed, brushed her teeth, then quickly ate breakfast. She was ready to get through the day

As she ran out the bakery, the sight of her school filled her with glee. Healthy distractions, here she comes.

She quickly walked to Mlle Bustier's class and sat down next to Alya.

"Woah, Marinette, you look a bit worse for wear." Alya commented.

"Thanks, Alya," Marinette said, with drowsiness and sarcasm laced in her voice. "I think I look great too."

"Sorry, I didn't mean it like that. You just look beat than usual today and from what I know you didn't have any 'extra homework'," she signaled using air quotes, "to do last night."

Marinette looked around for a moment. It didn't seem like anyone was paying attention to her, good. She put her backpack on the desk in front of her and started to whisper to Alya. "Well I did have 'homework' last night. Last night, I told a certain someone something really embarrassing."

Alya put her bag on the desk too. "Wait, did you tell..." she paused for a moment to look around then said in a quieter whisper. "Cat Noir, something embarrassing?"

All Marinette could do was nodded as she felt her blush overtake her face.

"Well what did you tell him?"

She almost didn't want to say but if anyone would be able to give her advice, it was gonna be Alya. She took a deep breath and was about to tell her but then she heard a voice behind her.

"Marinette?" She knew that voice, that was Adrien. Oh no, why now? Did he overhear their conversation? What was she supposed to tell him if he did?

She didn't have time to think about any more questions because Alya turned Marinette's head to face Adrien.

Now that she was facing him, she didn't know what to say. Was she just supposed to say "hey, if you heard us talk about Cat Noir very suspiciously behind our backpacks, it's not for any suspicious reason, we're actually planning on throwing him a surprise party!"

Wait... that could actually work. It wouldn't be weird to want to throw a super hero a surprise party. What would the party look like? Well it would obviously have to be cat themed and there'd be many cheesy cat puns. There would also obviously be desserts, she could make them herself and -- DAMMIT MARINETTE, FOCUS!

"Hiiii, Adrien." She finally managed to squeak out. "Fancy seeing you here." What she was talking about? He goes to school here.

"I guess it is," he said. "I just wanted to ask you about something."

"Sure, go ahead and ask." Was it about a surprise party for Cat Noir? She hoped it would be about a surprise party for Cat Noir.

He pulled out his phone and showed her a few pictures from a few nights ago. "I saw that you went on a date with Cat Noir," this could still lead up to asking about a surprise party, "and I was just wondering... if someone like him is your type?"

Why was he asking? What would he have to gain from asking her about people she likes... unless... Nope! No way, the ship for the two of them has passed. She couldn't admit her interests until Monarch was defeated.

"Oh that, well after that day I actually realized that he's not my type!" She tried to think of the right thing to say at this moment. "I mean sure he's confident, caring, strong," at this moment she forgot to think as she kept talking, "his muscles are amazing, he has those cute pointy ears..."

As she was listing things she liked about him, she felt a tap from behind her.

"Wow, Marinette," Alya said, "it sure does sound like you like Cat Noir a lot from the very limited time you spent with him."

She took that moment to feel appreciative of Alya. Had Marinette kept going, she was going to reveal too much and definitely out her identity. But how does she fix the situation she's in now? She pretty much just said she loves Cat Noir after mentioning he's not her type.

She had to start thinking again, where does she go from there.

"Yeah, after the time I spent with Cat Noir I realized something..." what was she going to say? "We were compatible but there was just something wrong."

That seemed to intrigue Adrien. "Oh, what was it?"

Moment of truth, here she comes. "I've realized that I just didn't have a crush on him, I actually have a crush on Ladybug."

She wanted to shrivel up and die. She's been thinking about the fact that as Ladybug she told Cat Noir she had a crush on Marinette so obviously admitting she had a crush on herself was the thought she had in her head all day. But did she have to tell the same stupid lie twice?!

Marinette ignored the panic and looked at Adrien who now looked far too excited. "Really?! You really have a crush on Ladybug?!"

She can't exactly say "no" now. "Yeah... I do."

"That's so cool to hear, Marinette!" Why was he so happy? "You know, I used to have a bit of a crush on Ladybug." He did! "So it looks like we have that in common."

"Yeah..." Adrien had a crush on her?! "I guess we do."

Adrien left smiling as if he won a prize.

What just happened? Whatever may have happened, it sure was a bit stupid.

Marinette felt exhausted again. She just wanted to go home and lie in bed until the end of eternity.

"So..." Alya said cutting through Marinette's internal turmoil. "Marinette, when were you gonna tell me you had a crush on Ladybug?"

Marinette turned around and hid behind her bag again. "I was about. You know that 'extra homework' we mentioned?"

"Wait..." it didn't take much to put two and two together from that. "You told Cat Noir that you..."

"Have a crush on myself." Marinette finished before slamming her head into her desk.

There wasn't anything more they could say to each because Mlle Bustier had started class.

Time for those healthy distractions. Right now, that distraction would be Mesopotamia.

Right, so that's the end of this chapter. I literally have no idea where I'm going with this I just know it's going to be silly especially now.

[glitchydyke]

WAIT OMG only seeing your tags on that thing now !!!!! TELL ME ABT CHAT NOIR IF YOU WANT i don't actually know anything abt him and i heart characters who act like me GDGFHFFJFJFJ ALSO HI

HIIII MARS OKAY SO. what you need to know abt chat noir is. he’s silly. at his base at his core at the fundamentals of who he is as a person. hes a silly guy. this is integral to him. he also has the most fucking issues you will ever know of in your life <333

he grew up as a sheltered rich kid, only really knowing his parents and the people that worked in their house. and then his mum died (well. ‘died’. dw abt it) and he was left w just his dad and his house,, kind of became a prison. his entire life he’s known nothing except his parents and then one of them is gone and the other is so distant he barely knows him at all. he’s also made to be a model for his dad’s company, which he… both doesn’t enjoy and does? it’s bittersweet. he likes feeling useful, feeling needed, but also his face is all over paris and there’s people telling them they love him when they don’t even know him and never will. he’s a kid and he’s the most famous person in france. he’s beloved by the world and he’s spoken to maybe ten people in his life. he doesn’t know who he is. and then eventually he convinces his dad to let him go to school, and he’s so excited because finally, this is a chance to be a person. he’s never been a person before. it’s a rocky start, he makes some friends and he makes some enemies. and he doesn’t really know how to deal with that. everyone likes him. he’s the perfect child. he’s the face of paris. how do you deal with someone not liking you when that’s all you’ve ever strived for in your entire life? how do you enjoy the first freedom you’ve ever had in your life when you’ve upset someone else in the process? is your being there really worth it if you’ve inconvenienced someone else? were you better off staying in your house? he struggles with it a little.

but then he gets his ring, gets the chance to be a hero, gets the chance to be chat noir, and suddenly his freedom is his own. he doesn’t need to keep up expectations. he doesn’t need to be adrien agreste, son of gabriel agreste. he doesn’t need to be adrien agreste, best friend of chloé bourgeois. he doesn’t need to be adrien agreste, the boy who doesn’t even know who he is. he gets to decide who he is. for the first time in his life, he’s given the chance to be who he wants to be, and he runs with it. he’s suave, he’s confident, he’s outspoken, he has the whole of the city laid out before him to explore. and he has a friend, a real friend, someone who he’s partners with. equals. it’s not a business transaction, or an exchange. sure, they’re partners in the work sense too, but this is different. ladybug is different. she’s a little shy at first, which is cute, but when he sees her? really sees her? she’s everything he wishes he could be. she’s smart, she’s brave, she stands up for herself and the citizens of paris and does what she knows is right regardless of what consequences it may cause for her personally. she’s the fire that adrien wants for himself, she’s his hero in every sense of the word. and things are good, for a while. they have their episode-of-the-week adventures. he flirts, she scolds him, sometimes things become a little tense, but it’s okay. they work so well together. and he makes progress as adrien too - fixes the mistakes he made, solidifies a friendship with marinette, gets the school life, the normal life, he’s dreamed of.

it doesn’t stay perfect for long, though. new heroes arrive. ladybug drifts away, slowly but surely. he understands - her miraculous is more powerful than his, in its own way. she’s the centre of the world. she’s the hero. it makes sense that she’d get to know things he doesn’t, get to have abilities he doesn’t. he understands, he really does. but that resentment still sits with him. his entire life, he’s been the obedient one. he’s listened to his parents, to his staff, to his best - only - friend. he’s given up everything. he’s given up himself - he discarded who he could be in favour of what he was told he needed to be. he left behind adrien agreste to the point of uninventing himself entirely. chat noir was supposed to be different. chat noir was supposed to be freedom. and yet here he is again, kept in the dark, told to be patient, to leave it alone, that it’s for his own good. everything is always for his own good. he never gets a life all of his own, but it’s for his own good. there are things you can’t know. he wants to leave this behind. so he does, for a while. he’s sick of the secrets and the lies. why have two lives where you don’t exist when you can just narrow it down to one? what’s the point of an alter ego if they’re just the same as the first version of you? what’s the point of being part of a duo when the other person doesn’t need you anymore? adrien agreste doesn’t like his life, not entirely. but now neither does chat noir. he always comes back, though. always. maybe he’s mad at ladybug, sure, but he loves her. she loves him. they make it work. it’s strained.

as adrien, he starts to stand up for himself a little more. he quits modelling. stands up to lila, someone who lies and deceives and tricks people in ways that adrien can’t stand. keeps a shaky friendship with kagami, the girl he loves and dates but isn’t quite in love with. it’s going okay, he supposes. he still wishes things with ladybug were different, were the same, but sure. whatever. he’s dealing with it.

the other heroes thing doesn’t work out. most of them are fine - good, even. rena rouge, carapace, ryuko, viperion. they bring new powers to the table, new thought processes, they help. he makes friends with them, he likes them. and then they’re gone. suddenly the miraculouses are gone. no more heroes. no more team. just him and ladybug, the way it used to be. the way he wanted it to be. but it’s bad. it’s wrong. it’s put paris in danger. but now, with nothing left, ladybug finally sees him. which is what chat noir wanted all along, really. not for the other heroes to leave. not to have ladybug all to himself. just for her to want him as more than the comedic relief. to appreciate him. to know him. she’s his world, she’s the one constant he has in both of his lives, she’s everything to him. and so seeing her drift away, seeing her start to not need him, realising that maybe she never needed him - it stung. but now with just the two of them left, she sees him for who he is. who he’s always been. her own hero.

anyway this got long and i haven’t even gone into detail abt some fucked up episodes. like chat blanc which focuses on his fucking desperation to be loved and to hold onto that love at any cost. or desperada where he watches ladybug die again and again and spends years trying to save her before having to accept that he’s never going to be able to do it. or kuro neko where he creates an entirely new identity for himself because ladybug doesn’t want him anymore but maybe he can change himself into someone she does want. moral of the story is chat noir is such a fucking character holy shit

just. chat noir is about having the power of destruction and using it to create yourself. he’s about not knowing who you are. he’s about that fundamental human craving to be loved - and don’t even get me started on that, because human isn’t even a word that really applies to him anymore. all he wants is to be loved. that’s all he’s ever wanted, after a lifetime of growing up alone. all he wants is to be someone worthy of love.

[salamansir]

ADRIEN SPOTTED IN MY INBOX !!

hiiii adri how are you doing?? :)

TERRIBLE-

But better, I'm seeing another therapist, and I'm back on meds, and school is kicking my ass but I'm passing so that's what's important

Im so glad I still get to be here with all you guys!!! 🩷🩷🩷🩷