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[lily-alphonse]

Alex & Haley

Have you ever had a fandom go so hard for an unconventional ship that you loop back around to the conventional ship as the more interesting one?

Like I want a good Haley and Alex.

I want them both on the same wavelength of dumb so they get each other when no one else does, and Haley is slightly smarter and translates shit for him.

And Haley is high maintenance but Alex will HAPPILY be her maintenance man because he worships her.

I know this doesn’t match Alex’s character canonically but lie to me and tell me this wouldn’t be fun.

[snek-of-eden]

AU idea for a Nathalie adopting Adrien fic, because you cannot tell me that badass woman would not do everything in her power to allow Adrien to have a fraction of the childhood he deserves. so here:

Nathalie and Adrian have always been close. She doesn’t flaunt it, and their relationship is nothing if not talked about, but when Adrien is having a hard time Nathalie is the first person to sit him down and talk to him about it while he unpacks his school bag. When he’s sick and stuck in bed with a cold, Gabriel orders Nathalie to simply leave him with medication, but she takes the time to get him blankets and easily digestible food and sits with him, stroking his forehead. They don’t talk about what they are to each other, but as Gabriel pulls away, Nathalie finds herself subconsciously replacing him as a parental figure for Adrien.

He reminds her of Emelie, and it hurts her chest to see the similarities in the way his eyes glow under sunlight, how he laughs when he’s embarrassed. The curve of his cheeks reminds her of the way she used to admire Emelie’s, heart in her throat. Late at night she finds herself scrolling through old pictures, wishing for the past.

One such night, Adrien knocks on her door. She wipes her face free of tears and invites him in to sit on the bed. He settles himself on the floor instead, a haunted look in his eyes, and tells her he’s had a repeating dream about something bad happening, of Nathalie’s demise, of his father chasing him. It almost chokes him to admit, but he does it anyway, like the sweet, innocent boy he is. Nathalie takes his hand in hers, running her thumb over traces of rubbed-off nail polish on his fingernails. She tells him they’ll be alright, and he rests his head on her lap before going back to his bedroom, a small, tired smile adorning his face.

Nathalie continues to look out for Adrien, perhaps even more so now that she knows he’s struggling. Sometimes when she can’t sleep, she’ll rest her hot forehead against the cold surface of his doorframe, and it rests her nerves to hear his even breathing.

A news broadcast surfaces, alerting Paris to the fact that, due to Hawkmoth, for a period of time, Ladybug and Chat Noir will no longer be able to superficially heal from injuries they sustain in their superhero forms. A pang of dirty guilt strikes Nathalie; for a while now, things have been getting too serious - Gabriel’s actions are beginning to have real consequences and he’s only getting more desperate. The superheroes, they’re pretty much children. Fucking children, no older than Adrien or his friends. It’s frankly stomach-turning.

She turns a blind eye though, because what else can she do?

One afternoon after school, she catches Adrien trying to sneak off into one of the big shopping centres in the city. He looks shifty, and she grabs his arm to stop him from running away. When she prompts him to tell her what he’s doing, he admits to her shamefully that he wants to experiment with his clothing. She asks him if he means makeup too. He agrees, quietly, but tells her that his father would never accept the change. At this, Nathalie feels anger for him. Self-expression isn’t something she’s allowed herself to exhibit for a long time, but she loathes that Gabriel has taken this privilege from his son, a fourteen year old who most certainly needs to experiment.

After a moment, she takes off her Alliance and asks if Adrien wants her help with his shopping. When he agrees, eyes lighting up, Nathalie can’t help but squeeze his arm. They stop by Marinette Dupain Cheng’s house at Adrien’s insistence, where they both change into more inconspicuous clothes, and then take the afternoon to find Adrien some skirts, one dress, and some muted makeup for him to try. He seems so excited that Nathalie can barely find the strength to tell him he won’t be able to wear any of it around his father, but he takes it well. He had already known, of course he had. She also takes the time to ask him, hesitantly, whether there is anything new she should know about his pronouns, and he shakes his head with a little laugh, promising to tell her if it ever changes.

As it begins to get cold in Paris, Nathalie’s chronic pain flairs up again, and she stays home for a couple of weeks. Adrien is busy with school and friends, but he finds the time to come and talk to her every evening, and they eat together or study and work alongside each other.

Akuma attacks are coming faster and faster, getting more and more vicious. Adrien is out so often, coming home later, dark circles forming behind his eyes. Sometimes he arrives back with eyeliner or lipgloss on and Nathalie has to hustle him out of Gabriel’s way and help him take it off before his father notices. She’s worried for him; he’s losing his finesse, acting stupidly - tiredly. It doesn’t make sense. Once, he comes home far past his curfew and both Gabriel and Nathalie scold him, though for different reasons. Nathalie is worried for his safety, Gabriel is just spiteful from the failure of his most recent plan.

Adrien runs off to his room and Nathalie goes after him, fuming over Gabriel’s reaction. She finds him in the bathroom tending a large bruise on his torso. He sobs and she holds him, and he whispers to her that he knows he was wrong, he shouldn’t be out late, he feels helpless. Nathalie wants nothing more than to help him, but she doesn’t know how. And she’s fucking furious when she sees the bruise, because what if it was Gabriel who’d done it? Sharply, she asks if his father has been hitting him, swears she’ll kill Gabriel if he is. Adrien says no, and she believes him. That night, after attending to his injury, she promises they’ll get out one day, away from it all. He says he would like nothing more.

She hopes he believes it.

A few weeks later is when things come to a crux. Gabriel is plotting a double Sentimonster attack after the Mayor denies him a something. His monsters attack Adrien’s school, hellbent on exposing everyone’s secrets to the word. Nathalie is incensed - the high school has been targeted multiple times, but she can see the live footage and this time it’s brutal, heroes being flung and punched, kids running for their lives away from the Sentimonsters. Cat Noir gets a footprint in his shoulder, hard enough to dislocate it, and Nathalie shudders when she remembers that these injuries will have to be healed naturally. Right before the last Sentimonster is defeated, Ladybug forces it to reveal a secret, and when Nathalie hears it, she can’t hold back a gasp. Gabriel Agreste is being taken to court by the mayor of Paris on charges of fraud and illegal data collection from the Alliance rings almost every citizen in Paris wears.

Something deep and cruelly grateful within Nathalie rises up. But she doesn’t know what to do with the information yet.

When Adrien doesn’t come home, she goes looking for him at the school. She finds him in one of the classrooms, half unconscious and bleeding from a very recognisable, very footprint-shaped injury marring his shoulder. For a moment, she can’t breathe, can’t function, can’t do anything but drop her head to her knees and cry, heart in her throat with the implications of everything that has transpired this year, every failed plan and every curse against the terrible Chat Noir - her little boy, the light of Emelie’s life, the child at the centre of Gabriel Agreste’s twisted universe.

He looks at her, and she knows he knows that she knows. She wants to say, how could you? And yet she asks herself the same question - how could she have aided Gabriel through all of this? How could it go on? It wasn’t his fault he’d gained an enemy he had to fight, it wasn’t his fault that his enemy was his father. There is no way Nathalie can put herself together after this, but her instincts kick in and she gathers Adrien up, realising that there is no way she can take him back home tonight, not when they could run the risk of Gabriel matching Adrien’s injuries the same way she’d just done. If he ever found out… well, Nathalie didn’t want to think about what would happen. So, Adrien stiff with shock in her arms, she bundles him into a taxi and takes him to a hotel.

The next morning, Nathalie tends to Adrien’s injuries and they simply talk. She does not reveal anything about the peacock miraculous, and her hands shake as she applies bandages to his back, but she manages to keep it mostly together. He tells her, quietly, that he was lying when he said his father never hit him. The tears come then and Nathalie hugs him hard. She divulges the news about the fraud allegations and promises to figure it all out. Promises to make it right.

Adrien asks if he could live with her. She doesn’t know how this will play out, but she tells him she would be honoured. He’s like her son, after all.

The next month is tensioned. Gabriel is charged with fraud and allegations of tracking citizens and collecting data from the Alliance rings. He is also charged with child abuse. Nobody knows exactly who the last charge originated from, but Nathalie Sancouer does. She keeps quiet about it.

Eventually, Gabriel Agreste is found to be guilty. While the law takes hold of him, Nathalie and Adrien hold on to each other, Nathalie doing her best to stay strong for the both of them. Adrien sleeps over with his friend Marinette for a little while, and Nathalie sets out to procure the paperwork that will let her be Adrien’s legal guardian. She buys a small flat overlooking the Seine, just a few minutes walk from Adrien’s high school, and after a complicated, paperwork-filled month, they move in.

It’s not smooth sailing at first. There are too many unanswered questions for both her and Adrien, things they are better off not knowing the answers to. Adrien still gets nightmares, and the move makes Nathalie’s chronic pain flair, and everything feels like it has changed so fast, but despite it all, they make it work. Adrien learns to make a mess in the kitchen, figures out how to make his own sandwiches and clean up after himself without someone doing it for him. Nathalie gets a job at the state library, where she’s very happy. And there are no more Akuma attacks.

Adrien starts experimenting more freely with his self expression, and Nathalie teaches him how to do mascara and how to hem a skirt and what his mother’s favourite poems were. Her name is no longer a taboo in their household. Her child is free to be a child for the first time in his life, though he is also steadily becoming a smart and trustworthy young man, always prepared to help Nathalie with anything she needs. She has the pleasure of taking him to his first pride parade, and watching his face light up as he goes to join his friends. He goes to therapy, and his bruises heal.

Slowly, Adrien and Nathalie themselves begin to heal.

***

[madamadragon]

I think there are two reasons why Di Feisheng founded the alliance, one is to protect himself and the other is related to the law, he didn't want to pay taxes.

Di Feisheng: Do you know why i founded the alliance?

Fang Duobing: *shakes his head*

Di Feisheng: Taxes

Fang Duobing: But i've heard terrible stories of the alliance

Di Feisheng: The story of the founders of the alliance who menacingly killed indiscriminately in Jianghu? It's a good story but sadly it's made up

Fang Duobing: And what did you do then in the alliance?

Di Feisheng: Ostrich races

Li Xiangyi: Every Tuesday and Thursday

Fang Duobing: How do you know?

Di Feisheng: He lost a lot of money betting

Li Xiangyi: I was young

(Don't take this seriously)

[jollyrolls]

are there any fics where Merlin tells Mordred about the prophecy and because he is shown compassion and power of friendship™ he doesn't side with Morgana and is a good guy and Arthur lives? I could really really reeeaallyyy use some fic recs

[wafflinglumos]

Give me your favorite Lily Evans ship and or headcanon

[wish-i-were-heather]

guys i know spanish this is easy review i swear my brain just cant process reading so many words wtf is happening 😭😭

[tsuunytsuun]

YALL.

Sk8 the Infinity, but it's DIRT BIKE RACING.

[maerchenkiind]

Okay so we all know a redemption arc and we also all know a corruption arc, but what if we had both? Like in one story? The hero being corrupted and the villain redeemed at the same time. You could also do it more than once

[mushroompoisoning]

"All the world will be your enemy, Prince with a Thousand Enemies, and whenever they catch you, they will kill you. But first they must catch you...” 

^ chip jrwi core

[thanatosdetesreves]

Tell me someone made them kiss in a fanfiction

[thebiggesttree]

You think there’s a Timeline where Kung Lao wins against Raiden and gets to fight in the outworld tournament?

MK 11 had the ending where Liu Kang chooses Kung Lao, so why not go with that choice? Kung Lao as the one to fight in the tournament.

Raiden wouldn’t get his lighting but Kung Lao could maybe get some character development.

[shadikaofdune]

Okay so I think I've probably managed to keep this out of the main tags... just screaming into the void here...

If you want to hear me being Absolutely Filthy And Weird about the Gom Jabbar test, scroll below the pictures!

This boy was just dragged out of bed, in the middle of the night... no idea wtf is going on, how important it is, how long it's going to take... for the sole purpose of Experiencing The Pain Box. Which I can only imagine is the Worst Pain A Person Could Ever Undergo. All while a person with essentially magic powers who you've never seen in your life threatens to murder you.

That has got to do a number on you, psychologically and physically.

Imagine he was already uncomfortable, pretty full, planning on sneaking off to pee as soon as he's done with whatever weird little talk he's being forced into... and he's faced with This instead.

Not knowing whether acting like anything's wrong would count against his being deemed to be human... and he can't really move much anyway for fear of being stabbed, or use his dominant hand... but wetting himself, giving in to that bodily impulse, doesn't seem very human either does it... but the pain is so bad...

How does he react? How long can he hold out? I feel like no way he's making it out of this dry... just leaks a bit more every time it gets worse until he's absolutely flooding...

(Yes, I am probably ignoring how prana-bindu works. No, I don't care, lol).

[lunapwrites]

I really would like to see more art of Padfoot represented as a giant fucking Newfie out there because "giant bear-like dog" does not describe either a German Shepherd (type dog) or a wolf hound, and while I respect those as valid and aesthetically pleasing HCs the fact is that if we go by description, Padfoot was a massive hairy drool factory with more good intentions than sense and who was (ironically!) built to be a *water dog* rather than a herder or hunter.

[ohworm9000]

I had a dream last night with cap n bucky both in it, and i got to hold bucky and talk with him about mundane life things and it was wonderful