#Princess serene noir

[gloomy-prince]

To celebrate RAINBOW!'s release today, I'm going to go over all the daydream references that have been made so far, since it's fun for me to sneak them in 💖 there's a lot of them though, so it's gonna be under the cut!

Episode 1-- Kiki's Delivery Service and E.T.! People focus on the Kiki reference so much that the other seemed to be missed.

Episode 2-- Princess Serenity and Prince Endymion, Sailor Moon. Another one obvious enough to be called out in some comments. It was referenced again in episode 54, where this panel was taken from.

Episode 5-- Marceline, Adventure time. One of the few reference that isn't an outfit specifically, but a character.

Episode 11-- Revolutionary Girl Utena. Not necessarily supposed to be the characters themselves, just the outfits.

Episode 11-- Minako Aino, Sailor Moon. In hindsight, I don't remember why I chose this specific dress to reference and not the maid outfits from Sailor Stars or the fruits maid outfits from the manga... especially since I think the fruits maid outfits are adorable.

Episode 11-- Catra, She-Ra reboot. I kind of regretted this one immediately just because like 80% of the comments on the episode were "CATRA SUIT!!!" as a result...

Episode 18-- Sailor Moon manga. I was always intrigued by the way characters would be dressed in dreamlike/ethereal sequences in the manga, so this reference was a must for me. I went with the version that is a full dress with straps rather than the dresses from other moments in the manga that have no discernible top half.

Episode 30 and 31-- Not a reference to any specific film or character, but just film noir in general. I do remember referencing a female character specifically for this but sadly I couldn't find it again.

Episode 40-- Pomeranian scene, IT Chapter Two. Surely you saw this coming (or maybe not?) I don't think I got the camera angle good enough to really sell this reference, but I couldn't resist it anyways.

Episode 43-- Adult Losers, IT Chapter Two. The only reference besides Marceline that references the characters themselves, since I normally use our other characters for background character purposes. Also one of the only references that isn't a daydream.

Episode 54-- Disney's Snow White and Cinderella. I couldn't decide which to reference, so I ended up leaning mostly into Cinderella, but referenced the Evil Queen's crown as well. Boo's dress is also somewhat referenced from the the live action Cinderella dress instead of the animated version, just because I liked it.

Episode 54-- Treasure Planet and Treasure Planet 2 concept art. Treasure planet is one of my favorite movies, so there was no way I was missing out on referencing it. A few people brought up some wlw pirate webcomic(s?) in the comments of this episode, but the actual reference seemed to be mostly missed. The sash around Boo's waist is also meant to be fabric from her princess dress in the previous panels.

Episode 54-- Revolutionary Girl Utena. Another one I was kind of surprised wasn't called out just because of how iconic the whole clothed shadow/silhouette thing is.

Episode 55-- Saint Tail. I couldn't reference this one as closely as I would have liked since it probably wouldn't have been very readable as a magician's costume to someone who didn't know it, so it mostly references the brooch from the anime and her hat.

Episode 61-- Jane Fonda in Spirits of the Dead. A super random and out there reference, especially to end on, but I liked the outfit so much that I couldn't help it. Maybe Boo used to fall asleep to old movie channels, lol.

That's it, at least for now! We'll have to see what shows up in future episodes~

[homestuckreplay]

dad egbert's first ever parking ticket?

(page 1448-1464)

Dave's trick to get Jade to wake up is pretty clever, and definitely in both of their best interests. I love how aware Dave is of exactly how Jade's dream technology works, and I wonder if Jade has been keeping this knowledge from John on purpose, or if he's simply been unobservant and never asked the questions that would need those answers.

Jade meets Jade! I have always imagined that robo-Jade goes back to her closet as her dreams end, and the Jades never encounter each other, so I like the idea that this is the first time they've ever come face to face while robo-Jade is active. No wonder she looks so startled.

Jade’s island in the future is so otherworldly, with its purple skies filled with stars, soft bronze sand dunes and quiet peace. It’s really beautiful to see WV, PM and AR sharing the knowledge and resources they’ve gathered in this wasteland so far, sharing the first meal that’s been shared on Earth in hundreds of years. I’m even okay with the heterosexual love triangle when it’s done in this sweet, wordless style.

Serenity tries to remind PM about WV, urging her to give him a chance (at least, that’s how I interpret page 1453), but it turns out PM and AR have a history!! This is my new favorite thing and we are getting more and more interweaving between the future and past timelines. We see AR, almost exactly alongside John’s narrative (he’s wearing harlequin and princess clothes, no birds) finding Dad’s car, the thing John would be looking for if he wasn’t fighting basilisks. AR is not surprised by the presence of a human car, but he is concerned with rules and regulations, which seem really big on the dark kingdom, and places the car’s owner ‘in citation city’ (p.1456). The fine is 10,000 boondollars, but luckily we’re okay, because John has 11,575 boondollars as of page 882.

But oh no!! Even though John could pay, he won’t get the chance because AR has confiscated both his package from Jade and his Sburb server disc. This parcel has been teased since page 85, so whatever is inside had better be worth the wait (I wonder if Hussie knows what’s inside or if this is a case where the author is putting off the reveal until they figure it out).

And then we get the real PM origin story. Already, she loves her job as a PARCEL MISTRESS spending her days making ‘highly satisfying deliveries’. We also get another glimpse of the prototyped light kingdom outfits – on page 1033, when Jade first saw PM, her outfit was harlequin-inspired only. Now, some pink princess elements have been added, but she’s otherwise the same. So this establishes the chronology for the constructs really well. I think this is the moment she went from enjoying her mail job to absolute singleminded devotion to the mail, as she follows her first quest of tracking down the green package to wherever AR is taking it.

The Parcel Mistress/Peregrine Mendicant and Authority Regulator/Aimless Renegade both have these dual names with shared initials. Usually when a person changes their name, they’re getting rid of the old one, but that’s not happening here – they’re still embodying the ideals of their previous names. I would guess that ‘Parcel Mistress’ and ‘Authority Regulator’ are job titles given to groups of people on Prospit and the dark kingdom, and that most Sburb NPCs don’t have actual names, Jack Noir being important enough to be an exception.

I’ve seen fans comment that ‘Wayward Vagabond’, ‘Peregrine Mendicant’ and ‘Aimless Renegade’ all mean basically the same thing, which is true, but they all have different vibes. A mendicant, for example, is often religious, which immediately gives PM the sense of having higher ideals than the other two. To be aimless is to live without goal or purpose, while to be wayward can relate to intentionally defying laws or expectations, which makes WV’s actions feel more deliberate than AR’s. So I think these roles give the constructs more individuality than their Skaian roles of before, although at the expense of no longer being defined by the roles they love. They’re programmed to love these things, but here experiencing the human emotion of friendship they’re expressing actual care towards each other, and transcending those roles both in their names and their actions, even while they’re still dedicated to them.

John is straight up getting eaten by a basilisk which CANNOT be good for him. Another Sburb Learning Curve Moment. It’s been established that Rose can no longer see him and Nannasprite is baking cookies for imps, so who could possibly come to John’s aid? PM? Crumplehat? Or will he have a brilliant breakthrough moment all of his own?

[lady-charinette]

Shadows of Chat Blanc

Sometimes, Marinette dreams of going on dates with Chat Noir. Always, Chat Noir is a true romantic, whispering sweet nothings in her ear. Once, Chat Noir promised her something that made the blood in her veins freeze. "I would even give you the moon, princess." Her dream changed. She wasn't with Chat Noir anymore, somebody else greeted her. His smile never reached his icy blue eyes, so unlike her kitty. And yet, all the same. "I did good, didn't I? I gave you the moon, purrincess, I did good, right?!"

It was a cool evening, but his arms around her allowed Marinette to feel none of the chill.

Paris was quiet, a serene city plagued by chaos and nightmares during the day to be granted some respite in the evenings.

Sometimes, Marinette wished this moment could last forever.

The warmth of her kitty left her when he stood up, standing on top of her balcony railing and offering her his hand with a kind smile. “Just say the word princess and I’ll grant you any wish.”

A smile lit up her face and Marinette took Chat Noir’s offered hand. “Silly kitty, what if I ask for something impossible?”

Chat Noir leaned his head down, grabbing both of her hands into his own to pepper gentle kisses on her knuckles. “I would even give you the moon.”

Marinette smiled, leaning in to kiss him sweetly when ice rushed down her spine like lightning.

The moon.

Behind Chat Noir, the image of the brightly shining moon flickered.

Distorted.

Disappeared.

“No.”

Something snapped, a distant image filled Marinette’s mind.

A dream.

A vision.

A memory.

The warmth of her evening date with Chat Noir disappeared, replaced by the rush of harsh winter prickling her skin like sharp blades.

A soft thud behind her alerted her of another’s presence and when Marinette turned around, she swore the cold around her froze her very blood.

Standing before her isn’t Chat Noir anymore, but Chat Blanc.

Striking green eyes became piercingly blue, betraying the pain and anger that consumed him. That plagued him.

Chat Blanc offered Marinette his hand, a distorted mirror image of her kitty from mere moments before. But his smile was pained, drawn tight over the corners, all teeth.

No warmth.

“I did good, didn’t I?” his words struck her chest like a physical blow.

“…What?” Marinette shook her head, the burn in her eyes worsening when she spotted the rising water consuming the buildings. The floating bodies.

A haunting laugh.

“Here purrincess, I gave you the moon. I did good, didn’t I?”

A dull thumping sound echoes in Marinette’s ears and she realized Chat Blanc had grabbed one of her hands, like Chat Noir had done, only he didn’t kiss her hands, he pressed them over his heart. Each pulse a reminder of the agony that coursed through his veins, a desolate existence, where warmth and life have been extinguished, replaced by the unbearable chill that grips him from within.

A chill that threatened to consume her whole.

Marinette wrenched her hand away, stumbling backward.

Chat Blanc’s eyes narrowed at Marinette’s silence and actions. He crawled towards her form on the ground, claws digging into her arms as he gripped her close. “I did good, didn’t I?! Wasn’t this what you wanted?!”

His maniacal laughter drowned out all the alarm bells ringing in her mind, the icy shower covering her body replaced with the white-hot pain of Chat Blanc’s claws digging into her arms.

His shoulders suddenly slumped low, the world was silent until Chat Blanc lifted his head again, stark white hair falling into icy blue eyes.

Hollow.

“I said I did good, isn’t that right, little bug?” Chat Blanc traced his fingers across her jaw and gripped her chin, the claws nicking her skin, a river of blood trailing down her neck.

Chat Blanc licked his lips at that, Marinette swallowed thickly.

“I did everything you told me to, Marinette!” Chat Blanc’s voice filled with malice as it taunted her.

This is all your fault!

When Marinette found her world changing again, she woke up in her room, her bed damp with cold sweat.

When her eyes landed on Tikki sleeping peacefully, her body finally relaxed, evidence that her recurring nightmare didn’t turn into reality.

Again.

Gazing out through her window, Marinette’s gaze stayed transfixed on the source of the white glow that illuminated the dark night sky.

The moon.

Hope you enjoyed! Angsty prompts are welcome :3

[theconstructorr]

Episode 7: Su Han

Princess Fragrance Rewrite

A/N: I reposted this bc I rewrote it.

As the afternoon light streams through the stained glass windows, Ladybug and Cat Noir step back to survey their work. The church, once chaotic with dark energies, is still and serene.

A priest, clad in his robes, approaches them cautiously, his face a mixture of awe and doubt. "How...how did you do this?"

Ladybug's gaze drops. "They're powers I've been given."

"Why?" he presses, voice trembling with intensity.

"I...I don't know," she admits, fidgeting slightly.

"How is this possible?"

Ladybug shakes her head, her voice barely a whisper. "I don't know."

The priest leans in, eyes narrowing. "What are you hiding?"

"Nothing.”

Cat Noir steps forward. "We keep secrets to stay safe."

The priest's face hardens. "From whom?"

Cat Noir glances around. "From the people against us."

Suddenly, a voice rings out from the shadows of the church. "We should be against you!"

Ladybug and Cat Noir turn, eyes widening as they take in the crowd that gather, whispers rippling through them like a rising tide. Police edge closer, and faces in the crowd show suspicion, fear, and anger.

"If you're as good as you say, you wouldn't have anything to hide!" someone shouts.

Another voice joins in. "Who are you?!"

"Tell us the truth!"

The police step forward, seizing Ladybug and Cat Noir. Ladybug struggles, her voice rising. "You can't do this! We didn't do anything wrong!”

But the officers clamp handcuffs around her wrists, the cold metal biting into her suit. She looks over, horrified, as they try to restrain Cat Noir as well. In a flash of fury, he cataclysms his handcuffs, black energy radiating from his hand as he breaks free and lunges toward Ladybug. The officers tackle him, a scuffle breaking out. Cat Noir, desperate and frightened, cataclysms several officers, sending them sprawling to the ground.

Gasps echo through the church, and the crowd recoils, horrified.

"They're fine!" Cat Noir yells.

But the crowd turns against him, calling him evil. Accusations and questions erupt, growing louder and sharper. Ladybug and Cat Noir find themselves surrounded, police leveling their weapons at them.

One officer, standing firm, demands, "Explain yourselves."

Ladybug's voice quivers as she answers, "We don't know anything."

"Why are you here, then?" another shouts.

"To help!" she insists, desperation lacing her tone.

"Why you?!"

Ladybug hesitates, feeling small beneath the weight of their suspicion. "I...I don't know."

The accusations grow darker. Someone yells, "They sold their souls to the devil!"

Ladybug's face flushes. "No, we didn't!"

"You're lying!”

Cat Noir turns, fury blazing in his eyes. "Do you think the devil wants us to save people?"

A hush falls over the crowd. The silence is heavy, charged with tension. But a voice breaks it. "You're still not telling the whole truth. Why should we believe you?"

"Because we've never hurt anyone!" Cat Noir shouts, his voice raw. "All we've done is try to protect you."

A man from the crowd shakes his head, disgusted. "If that's true, why did you attack those officers?"

Cat Noir's voice trembles. "We're barely learning how to control these powers."

"You clearly know enough!" someone yells. "You made them drop dead right in front of us!"

Cat Noir turns to Ladybug, his voice wavering. "We need to go."

He grabs her hand, ready to lead her out, but then a gunshot rings through the air. He gasps, clutching his side, and in the next moment, Ladybug feels a searing pain as a bullet hits her too. She staggers, shocked, as the crowd pulls back.

Cat Noir, bleeding and struggling, pulls her close. "Are you okay?" he whispers.

She nods, but it's a lie.

On a rooftop, Cat Noir studies Ladybug's face. She's quiet, withdrawn, her gaze distant.

"Why were you acting so... off today?" he asks her.

Ladybug blinks, caught off guard. "What?"

"In the fight with that magician," he presses, "you weren't yourself. You were... different."

Ladybug hesitates, her voice faltering. "I—I didn't realize."

"Don't lie to me, Ladybug." His tone is gentle but firm, his gaze steady and unwavering.

She freezes, the fear of being exposed flickering across her face. "I'm sorry," she whispers, voice barely audible. "But I—I don't know."

Cat Noir studies her a moment longer, seeing her struggle in her silence. But he only nods, not pressing further.

Su Han adjusts his grip on his single suitcase as he steps into the cramped apartment. The dim lighting and the faint smell of something fried clings to the walls, reminding him that this is a world far from the temple he'd left behind.

His new roommate, a tall, wiry man with messy hair and a curious gleam in his eyes, gives him an appraising look as he shows him around. After a brief, silent tour of the space, the roommate finally leans against the doorframe, crossing his arms.

"So," he begins, a hint of skepticism in his voice, "why'd you move to Paris?"

Su Han meets his gaze steadily. "I'm a monk. My path requires travel—to spread our word."

The man raises an eyebrow. "What religion is that?"

"I'm part of a small church in Tibet," Su Han replies evenly. "It's... divergent from the religions you've probably heard of."

The roommate hesitates, his expression caught somewhere between interest and wariness.

It's lunch break and Marinette, Alya, and Nino head out of the building. The halls buzz with students, and Marinette keeps her head down, feeling the weight of the day settle over her.

"So... where were you during fourth period?" Alya asks, eyeing her with a curious look.

Marinette sighs inwardly. She'd gotten used to Alya and Nino assuming she just skipped classes sometimes. Keeping up the act, she shrugs. "I was in the restroom."

Nino shoots her a skeptical glance. "The whole time?"

"Yeah," she replies, trying to sound casual.

Alya raises an eyebrow. "Doing what?"

Marinette forces a smile. "Nothing. Just chilling."

"In which bathroom?" Alya presses.

"The one in the locker room," Marinette says quickly.

Alya and Nino share a look but don't push further. Soon, they say their goodbyes and head off, leaving Marinette to walk home alone. When she gets there, she makes her way to her room, feeling more exhausted than usual. She barely has time to lay down before her mother's voice floats up from downstairs.

"Marinette! Dinner's ready."

Groaning, Marinette gets up, not feeling particularly hungry, but knowing better than to skip a meal in front of her mom. Sabine's already at the bottom of the stairs, her expression laced with concern as she looks Marinette over.

"Marinette, you've been getting skinnier," Sabine says, her brow furrowing. "You really need to eat."

Marinette crosses her arms. "That's not true."

"It is true! Look at your arms; they're thinner."

Marinette feels the prickle of discomfort but forces herself to brush it off. She turns, intending to go back upstairs, but her mom stops her with another question.

"What time have you been going to sleep?" Sabine asks, her voice softening.

"Early," Marinette answers, though she can tell Sabine doesn't buy it.

"You look like you haven't slept in days," Sabine says, folding her arms. "If you don't start going to bed earlier, I'm taking your phone."

Marinette sighs, knowing it's easier to give in. She joins her parents at the table, picking at her food under Sabine's watchful eye. Halfway through the meal, Sabine looks over at Tom with a worried expression.

After dinner, she retreats to her room. Sitting on her chaise, Marinette can't shake the heavy feeling that has been growing inside her. She feels off. She calls out for Tikki, hoping the kwami would show up and offer a word of encouragement, but there's no answer. The silence is jarring.

"Spots on," she says softly, transforming, desperate for some sense of comfort. But the transformation feels hollow. She detransforms, the empty feeling hitting harder than before, and she finds herself sinking into tears.

Su Han slips quietly into Master Fu's home, his footsteps barely making a sound as he searches for any sign of the old man. The home is still and unfamiliar. But instead of finding Fu, he encounters a woman. She gasps in fear when she sees him standing in the doorway, her hands trembling slightly.

Su Han stares, momentarily thrown. He expected Fu or, at the very least, someone Chinese. He moves past her, ignoring her fear, and begins searching the room. Soon, he finds the Miracle Box, tucked away as if it were just another trinket. His fingers brush the ancient carvings as he prepares to take it, when he hears the woman's voice, speaking in precise, hesitant Chinese.

"Who are you?" she asks, her voice a blend of confusion and fear.

Su Han turns to face her, his voice calm but curt. "Who are you?"

"This was the home of my partner," she says, her voice softening as she speaks of him.

"Where is he now?" Su Han demands.

Marianne's face grows somber. "He... passed away. Only a few weeks ago."

A shadow crosses Su Han's face, but he quickly steels himself. "I am a monk, a guardian of ancient knowledge. I've come to retrieve something Fu took from us many years ago."

"The Miracle Box?" she asks cautiously, her eyes searching his face for a reaction.

"Yes. You know of them?"

Marianne nods. "Fu left them to me in his will. If anything happened to him, he wanted me to protect them."

Su Han shakes his head, frowning. "The Miraculouses never truly belonged to him. They belong with the guardians, in the temple, under the protection of those who understand their true purpose.”

Marianne's gaze softens with understanding but hold firm. "I understand, but... you can't just take them and leave. There's more to it than that."

Su Han remains silent, but her words strike a chord. He knows well enough about the other Miraculouses that had been activated—the Guardians had felt the tremors of their power ripple across the world. He opens the Miracle Box, inspecting it, and immediately notices two additional Miraculouses were missing.

"Where are the Butterfly and Peacock Miraculouses?" he demands, his tone sharp.

Marianne takes a shaky breath. "They were lost a long time ago, when Fu was a boy. When he escaped the temple."

Su Han's expression hardens as her words strike him like a blow. "When he caused the temple's destruction?"

Marianne nods, remorse filling her eyes. "Yes."

Su Han clenches his jaw, barely containing his frustration. "What about the Ladybug and Cat Miraculouses? Where are they?"

Marianne's gaze is steady. "They're with two young heroes here in Paris. They call themselves Ladybug and Cat Noir."

He absorbs this, his mind racing. "I see," he says, making a decision. "Let's make a deal. You will help me when I need it."

Marianne hesitates, then nods. "Alright.”

With his plan taking shape, Su Han decides he needs to embed himself in Paris. Finding the right connections was key.

Adrien and Chloe are outside school, their presence drawing the attention of onlookers and curious fans. A small crowd begins to gather, chattering and snapping photos as the two friends exchanged glances.

"Are you dating?" one of the fans call out.

Chloe smirks, slipping her arm through Adrien's with a confidence only she could pull off. "Yes," she answers, giving Adrien a mischievous smile. They brush past the crowd and make their way to Adrien's car, ignoring the whispers trailing behind them.”

Back at Su Han's new apartment, his roommate's lounging on the couch when Su Han enters, his mind still racing with plans.

"Hey," Su Han starts, "what exactly do you do for a living?"

The roommate looks at him lazily. "I don't really do anything. Just pick up jobs when they come around."

Su Han raises an eyebrow. "What kind of jobs?"

The roommate shrugs. "Whatever my friends pass my way. Sometimes it's moving things, sometimes it's middleman stuff. Just helping out."

Su Han's eyes narrow thoughtfully. Suspicious. "For what company?"

"No." The man shook his head. "Not a company. For whoever's paying."

"You work for the mafia?"

His roommate laughs. "Not really. But I've got friends who do."

"Get me in on your next job," Su Han says, his voice firm.

The roommate grins. "Actually, I got a call earlier. Me and some others are supposed to meet up soon. You should come."

Su Han nods, his mind made up. "I'll be there."

Marinette had wandered through the day in a fog, haunted by visions of earlier that day and the weight of the people's fear and anger. She sought comfort from her friends, but they too began to question her behavior. Alya and Nino whispered about her in the halls, their friendship growing strained as doubt and worry crept into their minds.

In Marinette's room, she takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself, but the worry in her heart doesn't settle. She looks over at Alya, who's busy scrolling through her phone, and finally speaks up. "Alya... when you were possessed, were you scared?"

Alya looks up, her face darkening with a memory she'd rather not revisit. "Yeah," she says, her voice softer. "I was terrified. I felt like I was trapped inside my own mind."

Hearing this, Marinette's chest tightens, and before she can stop herself, tears well up in her eyes. She quickly turns away, but Alya already noticed.

"Did something happen?" Alya asks gently, her voice filled with concern. "Do you... feel like that too?"

Marinette bites her lip, fighting to keep her emotions in check. "I don't know," she whispers, wiping her cheeks. "I just... feel like something's wrong, but I can't figure out what."

Alya's brow furrows. "Did you go somewhere? Do you think something happened that caused this?"

Marinette swallows hard, remembering her encounter that morning at the church and the unnerving feeling that has lingered ever since. She can't tell Alya about the attack or the dark whispers that followed. But she nods. "Yeah... it started this morning."

Alya's eyes narrow, almost accusingly. "You were skipping class, weren't you?"

Marinette hesitates, then gives a small nod. "Yes," she admits, her voice barely a whisper.

Alya sighs. "What are you doing when you skip? Are you meeting up with someone?"

"No," Marinette says quickly. "I just... sit alone. That's all."

Alya folds her arms, her gaze skeptical. "You're lying."

Marinette's eyes widened. "What?"

"I know when you're lying, Marinette," Alya says firmly. "You're up to something."

Marinette shakes her head, struggling to keep her voice steady. "No, Alya. I'm not lying. I just... don't go to class. I sit in the restroom. That's it."

Alya studies her for a long moment, then leans closer, her voice softer but insistent. "Why, Mari? Why don't you want to go to class?"

Marinette can't find the words. "I just... can't."

Alya's expression softens, concern returning to her eyes. "Have you always been like this?"

Marinette shakes her head. "No..."

Alya lets out a sigh, as if she's trying to piece it all together. "Whatever's going on, whatever you're doing while skipping... stop it, okay? It's not helping. It's only making things worse."

Marinette looks down, not answering, but Alya's words linger in her mind.

Meanwhile, Adrien and Chloe sit in the kitchen, sharing a quick lunch before they head back to school. The last person Adrien expects to see is his father, but Gabriel appears in the doorway, his face stony and cold. Without a word, he raises a gun and shoots Chloe.

Adrien freezes, shock pinning him to his seat. The silence stretches until he finally manages, "Why'd you do that?!"

Gabriel's eyes are ice. "You will not have girls here without my permission."

Adrien's anger flares. "Why do you need to know everything I do? You don't even know me!"

"I'm your father! Of course I know you!"

"No, you don't!" Adrien shoots back, his voice cracking with frustration. "You don't know anything about me! You just want to control me—for what? You don't even care about me!"

Gabriel's face hardens further. "You're right," he says sharply. "I don't give a damn about you. But you will not disrespect me by doing whatever you want in my house."

Adrien clenches his fists, his heart pounding. In a burst of rage, he lashes out, but the sight that meets him is no longer his father—it's a monster. Pain and darkness wash over him, leaving him gasping on the floor.

Chloe's crouched beside Adrien, shaking him, her face twisted with worry. "Adrien, wake up!" She starts to panic. "What the hell?—are you on drugs?"

Adrien groans, blinking himself back to consciousness. "No, Chloe."

"Then what is wrong with you?" Chloe's voice cracks. "This is the second time it's happened!"

"I don't know," Adrien mumbles, struggling to his feet.

"You have to tell Nathalie," Chloe insists.

Adrien sighs. "Fine." But he knows he won't.

In between class, Adrien's accompanied by Chloe, as if she's dragging him along like a prize she needs to flaunt, when she confronts Marinette.

"Why do you keep staring at him?" Chloe sneers, her voice loud enough for everyone to hear. A hush settles over them.

Marinette's face turns red. "I-I wasn't."

Chloe laughs, leaning toward Adrien, tilting her head to look up at him. "She likes you. Can you believe it?" She turns back to Marinette, her smirk razor sharp. "That's just sad."

Bystanders burst into murmurs, snickers—the kind that suffocates Marinette like fire. Her face burns, her stomach churns, and Adrien—Adrien—just stands there. She can't even look up at him.

Without a word, Marinette turns and rushes away.

As night falls, Su Han and his roommate meet with a boss. Su Han hoped for something more promising and voices his disappointment. "If you ever need someone for a... more permanent job, I'm experienced." The boss looks him over with new interest, and they exchange numbers, a subtle understanding passing between them.

Marinette, back in her room, is seething. She feels the tension in every muscle, anger boiling up inside her. She throws her belongings around the room in a fit of frustration, until she finds herself staring at a picture of Adrien. Her anger morphs into desperation, her fingers brushing the photo as if he might somehow offer her solace. She hates how Chloe always seemed to win. She wants Adrien to herself.

The thought twists her mind, and before she knows it, she's transforming. But something's wrong—her body feels heavy and numb, her movements sluggish. She can hear faint tapping and murmurs, echoing around her, and a chill runs down her spine.

Meanwhile, Adrien's in a nightmare, alone in his room as shadows gather around him."You'll become just like him," they whisper. Then, before him, his father's face twists into something monstrous before morphing into Plagg’s, then more demons, floating around him, closing in. Their voices grow louder, tormenting him, telling him he will hurt everyone he loves, that he's destined to repeat his father's sins. He tries to fight back, to break free, until finally, desperate, he uses his Cataclysm on himself, bringing an end to the vision.

When he comes to, he's no longer in control. Something within him takes over, and he staggers to his father's room. The last thing he remembers is raising his hand in anger before he uses Cataclysm again, collapsing into darkness.

The following morning, Nathalie finds Gabriel and Adrien dead in Gabriel's room. She barely suppresses a gasp, instructing the bodyguard to leave for the day and ensuring no one would ask questions.

Meanwhile, Su Han returns to Marianne's, determined to take one of the Miraculouses to aid him. He choses the Snake Miraculous, but ultimately decides the remaining Miraculouses would be safer with Marianne.

Marinette, after classes, doesn't go home. Instead, she transforms, her emptiness enveloping her as she perches on a rooftop. She drifts through the city, finally finding herself near Adrien's house. She climbs up to the roof, but before she can reach the top, a dark, clawed figure appears before her, snarling. In her fear, she slips, landing hard. Dissevered, she stumbles inside the home, setting off security alarms. Nathalie rushes down, her expression a mixture of disgust and horror as she takes in Ladybug's paranormal state.

Ladybug tries to make her way upstairs, but Nathalie strikes her down. When Ladybug falls, Nathalie follows the trail of blood left behind. Following it, Nathalie finds flesh.

She kneels beside it, her eyes narrowing as she digs her hands through it and searches for the fallen Miraculous within it. But it turns her stomach, and she draws back in revulsion. Grimacing, she returns to the house, lifting Ladybug's limp form and carrying her outside. She gently lays her down.

With steady hands, she reveals the faded scar on her forearm—a mark Gabriel had once carved. She takes a deep breath and presses the blade to her skin, removing a thin layer of skin from her forearm. Her blood spills, severing the connection. Finally, Ladybug gasps, her eyes fluttering open as life returns to her.

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hey, just know that your moodboards are absolutely breathtaking! I'd definitely read more about your OCs if given the opportunity 🥹

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Thank you! This made me so happy 🩷It’s been very gratifying to know that there’s more Old Republic fans on tumblr than I had thought. As we SPEAK I am writing up a whole bunch of gigantic posts about them all that I want to stick under a masterpost. But here’s kinda the quick basics about each of them

Lexie is my Exile (such a clever name, I know). She’s a Zeltron (if unfamiliar, they’re basically just the green-skinned-space-babes trope but with red skin). This is partly because she is THE hottest bitch in the galaxy (which is an integral part of her character. to me) but also because Zeltrons have this whole thing with sensing emotions and that really struck me as like an Exile thing. A story about running away from her emotions and pretending everything’s fine even to herself, healing through forming loving and caring relationships with others who have been through similar trauma

Revan was born Felicyta but post-amnesia she goes by Zyta. So obviously she’s all about redemption and grey morality, but I’m also doing this other thing with her that’s all about how without the burdens of being Revan (leading a Sith Empire, PTSD from fighting a war, her tense frienemy thing with Malak, whatever weird shit’s going on with the Emperor, etc) she’s far happier, healthier, and overall more herself than she ever had been before. So then finding out about her past is like, she’s facing that not just with different memories but basically with a whole new personality as well that has nothing to do with anything the Jedi put in her brain

We love a Chiss agent in this house. Riassa’s full name is way to long for most people to pronounce so her core name is Riassa. I feel like she’s the person version of like an australian shepherd, so elegant and beautiful and poised on the outside but then on the inside is just so full of anxiety. Luckily she’s got the tools and emotional intelligence to handle it well for the most part. I wrote an extensive backstory for her that will probably never see the light of day in its entirety, mostly because Chiss politics are so goddamn complicated

Rakiya is a Mirialan Consular, and she’s all serene and spiritual etc but also the underappreciated beauty of the Consular story is as a mystery novel. So her point of view of the story will have elements taken from Holmes and Agatha Christie novels to name a few. She IS a little old lady who randomly gets involved in murder investigations only to be smarter than everyone else in the room

Speaking of detectives, in one of my bigger posts I describe Lyna the bounty hunter as a hard-boiled 1940s film noir detective. If classic Hollywood made the bounty hunter story as a movie she would be gender swapped and played by Humphrey Bogart. Human gladiator from Rattatak raised by Weequays

Inquisitor is Ulla (last name eventually becomes Kallig). I use manipulative to describe her a lot but it’s more like she’s just really good at PR. Like the way that like TSwift/Princess Kate and Meghan/Met Gala attendees can like destroy the environment or commit war crimes or serve the interests of the ruling capitalist class BUT no one except leftists on tumblr brings it up and they all have the vast majority of people excusing and supporting them JUST by virtue of being conventionally attractive and wearing pretty and expensive clothes while also maintaining an image of being oh so relatable. That’s Ulla right there

Mydha is Thee hero!!!! It’s pronounced like mihd-hah (as in the words MIDdle and HAnnah). It was important to me that the Knight be South Asian coded because of just how much Star Wars as a whole has stolen from South Asian cultures and never gave any credit for it. Her character’s big thing is that she’s an optimist (in like the most positive sense of the word, I’m not like one of those people who think optimists are naïve or idiots or smthing)

The smuggler is a twi’lek called Paavy (similar to Riassa, that’s not her full name). And uh idk how to put it other than that she’s a slut (affectionate). I personally am very pro her having a lover at every port with no negative consequences. She just has sort of commitment issues sort of

The trooper is Nuala, or Sergeant Croí at the start of the story (pronounced sort of like kree). She’s a cyborg with implants on her face and I have a whole detailed story about the injury that caused the need for them as well as how they impact her. She’s also Corellian (from the system not the planet) and if you’ve ever scrolled through some of the wookieepedia pages for Corellia, it’s very…usamerican liberal-centrist “there are some good cops!” type of thing. So that kinda felt right for the soldier character lol. She will learn and grow though

Asha Kûsk is my bb girl little darling. By process of elimination she is the Sith Warrior. She’s the only child of wealthy Sith nobility, a pureblood Sith, a prodigy in swordsmanship, the youngest of my ocs - this girl is s p o i l e d. But like what does all that look like when the parents that baby her and spoil her would also kill her in a heartbeat to promote their own interests? When she’s grown up in an environment of conflict and mistrust as just the norm, that kinda negates a decent chunk of her privilege (on an internal emotional level)

[leagueofgardens]

Assault Lily: New Chapter — "At the Seeds' Frontier" | "When the Bugle Blooms"

This upcoming stage play in December is Assault Lily's first double feature.

The official website (in Japanese of course) is here.

"When the Bugle Blooms" — Oshima Offshore Nest Investigation Team chapter

TL Note: Bugles are a kind of flower, sometimes considered a weed. This specific species, Ajuga decumbens ("kiransou" in Japanese), is not well known outside Asia.

After four Huge Nests suddenly appear near the island of Izu Oshima, the Gardens of Tokyo decide to secretly assemble an "Oshima Offshore Nest Investigation Team" to simultaneously destroy the Nests and investigate a closed GEHENA research facility on Oshima, which they suspect relates to the recent sightings of abnormal Huge in the Tokyo area.

Cast and Character List

Team Hitotsuyanagi, Yurigaoka Girls' Academy

Izawa Mikako as "Yurigaoka's Beau Idéal" Kaede Johan Nouvel

Nishimoto Rimi as "Yurigaoka Lily Newspaper Chief" Futagawa Fumi

Legion Hronesnæsse, Odaiba Girls' School

Ishii Haruna as "Priestess of the Trance" Funada Kiito

Saiba Mizuki as "The White Witch of Odaiba" Funada Ui Saiba Mizuki hasn't posted a visual yet; this is an old one from TSA.

Nomoto Sora as "The Lady-Tengu of Kurama" Shiba Tomoshibi

Legion Ironside, Ludvico Private Girls' Academy

Nakamura Yukari as "La Pucelle" Fukuyama Jeanne Sachie Nakamura Yukari hasn't posted a visual yet; this is an old one from the Ludvico plays.

Nakagawa Rika as "The White Rose Princess" Kishimoto Lucia Raimu

Hoshimori Sana as "Knight of the White Rose" Amamiya Sophia Seren

Legion Hakolberand, Irma Girls' High School for the Arts

Sasaki Yukari as "The Empress of Hakolberand" Kamigoori Marimo

Kitazawa Saki as "The Priestess of Irminsul" Ueda Imari Kitazawa Saki hasn't posted a visual yet; this is an old one from TGoD.

Herensuge Girls' Academy

Fujii Ayaka as Aizawa Kazuha (Legion Hervor) Fujii Ayaka hasn't posted a visual yet; this is an old one from LoG. Also, yes, Kazuha is the only Lily without an epithet.

Tamegai Hana as "Xana" Matsumura Fuuka (Legion Cuélebre)

Ryuto Girls' Academy

Mutou Shiori as "The CHARM Meister" Amatsu Marei (Legion Himinglæva)

Instructor

Onose Mirai as "Professor" Nakagawa Mary Tomoyo

"At the Seeds' Frontier" — Legion Sanngriðr chapter

After four Huge Nests suddenly appear near the island of Izu Oshima, Yurigaoka decides to dispatch Legions Álfheimr and Sanngriðr on an emergency expedition to destroy the Nests and secure the Kamakura shoreline before they launch their expedition to recapture Koshu.

Cast and Character List

Legion Sanngriðr

Oomori Rio as "The Uncontrollable Lily" Kondo Misaka

Makiura Itsuki as "Lys Noire" Hasebe Touka

Sonohara Arisa as "Golden Wolf" Luise Ingels

Shiraishi Mayumi as "Iocheaera" Murakami Tokiwa Also notable for her role as Suzuki Chinami in the Odaiba plays.

Hamaura Ayano as "Jungfrau" Kiko Totori

Hayashida Mahiro as "The Sword-Saint of Yurigaoka" Imagawa Homare Also notable for her role as Hishida Haru in the Odaiba plays.

Itou Yui as "The Magician of Sanngriðr" Yamanashi Hibari

Hata Misaki as "The Wizard of Oz" Kurokawa Nady Hanna

Ootaki Saori as "Mad Dog" Seike Tomoyo Also notable for her role as Matsunaga Brigitta Kayo in the Ludvico plays.

Ando Chikana as "Tempest" Imai Seira Also notable for her role as Saigo Kurena in the Odaiba plays.

Flowers of the End

Hinaga Urara as Kinoe no Hana (The First Flower) Also notable for her role as Imamura Yukari in the Odaiba plays.

Tachibana Rii as Kinoto no Hana (The Second Flower) Makihara Yui as Hinoe no Hana (The Third Flower) Yazawa Rio as Hinoto no Hana (The Fourth Flower) Sanada Uruha as Tsuchinoe no Hana (The Fifth Flower) Udagawa Momoka as Tsuchinoto no Hana (The Sixth Flower) Hoshino Sae as Kanoe no Hana (The Seventh Flower) Inadama Honoka as Kanoto no Hana (The Eighth Flower) Suzuki Rina as Mizunoe no Hana (The Ninth Flower)

We don't know what any of these characters look like. I can't be entirely sure that this is how their names are pronounced either.

Former Yurigaoka Girls' Academy Instructor

Fujioka Sayaka as Kojima Nadeshiko

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Scented Sophistication: GenB_Luxury Perfumes Pantheon

Luxury Perfumes - A world of rich fragrances Introduction to Fine Fragrances Luxury perfume brands create fine fragrances that transport the wearer to a different world with each spritz. Perfumers are true artists, carefully crafting complex olfactive compositions that elicit memories and emotions. Let's take a deeper look at some of the iconic houses and their signature scents. Chanel - Timeless Elegance in a Bottle The House of Chanel is renowned for its refinement and understated glamour. Created in 1922, Chanel No.5 was one of the first luxury fragrances and it remains hugely popular today. With notes of may rose, jasmine, ylang-ylang and sandalwood, it epitomizes Coco Chanel's aesthetic of quietly luxurious femininity. Another classic is Coco Mademoiselle, featuring orange blossom, Tunisian jasmine and warm vanilla. Whether day or evening, Chanel perfumes are always in good taste. Dior - Romanticism in a Spray Christian Dior captivates the senses with perfumes that transport the wearer to a world of romance and couture. Miss Dior blooms with rose essence, peony and apricot in a delicate floral bouquet. Joy is a much brighter explosion of bergamot, jasmine and ambrox for a sunny disposition. But it's J'Adore that has become an iconic staple, merging golden jasmine, Chinese ylang-ylang and damascena rose. Dior makes women feel and look like princesses. Guerlain - French Artistry and Heritage As the oldest French perfume house, Guerlain brings a heritage of exquisite craftsmanship. Shalimar, first blended in 1925, defined oriental perfumes with notes of bergamot, vanilla and incense. The timelessly glamorous scent remains eternally sensual. Another masterpiece is Mitsouko, a rich yet delicately balanced blend of peach, iris, jasmine and benzoin. For a warm gourmand twist, try La Petite Robe Noire, a seductive blend of wild berries, mundi peach, lily of the valley and praline. Guerlain pushes creative boundaries while respecting grand tradition. Tom Ford - Sensual Sophistication Former creative director of Gucci, Tom Ford exudes bold glamour from his eponymous line. Initial fragrances like Tom Ford for Men and Black Orchid are iconic for their intense Oriental accords. But it's Lost Cherry that truly wows, an opulent blend of sour cherry, tonka bean and balsamic accords giving way to succulent notes of ripe plum and sensual black cherry. His perfumes whisper sex appeal and leave a lasting first impression - just like their owner. Nichey & Dreams - A World of Discovery While houses like Chanel and Dior are fixtures in the luxury game, new niche brands are springing up with innovative concepts. Byredo creates woody, transparent fragrances inspired by far-flung destinations from Tokyo to Morocco. Each candlelit boutique transports customers to a serene oasis. Another cult favorite is LA's By Kilian, known for unlikely yet harmonious blends like Straight to Heaven, mixing white flowers with creamy notes. The luxury fragrance world offers boundless possibilities for self-expression and discovery. Each bottle houses not just notes and accords, but the very soul of the perfumer and brand. So spritz on your olfactory adventure and see where it takes you!