#claude haprele

[felixagrestefanlol]

I'm sure they share the same neuron

[roseletterchan]

Just something I thought of due to the height difference, I like short jokes because I’m short

[narusakufantastic]

So that bit of text in between the next dialogues is supposed to say Fred doesn't see the bus

[l1linya]

I refuse to accept that their relationship is anything other than pure meme-ry (/j)

Really though this has been in my ask for a while and I really wanted to do it. And today I finally have the energy to do it.

[wisteriasymphony]

thinking about a sentitwins platonic soulmates thing... hehe

M. Haprele was visiting once again to discuss the missing cases reports, and what exactly needed to be done to forge innocence. Though less out of practice than he was out of shape, Claude-Henrí had done extensive research the past few weeks in order to be able to answer every question the young Mr. Fathom could have before he even asked it... and yet, Felix was easily taken off course that day.

"I've informed you of my family history, have I not?" Felix asked over tea—Always over tea. There was not a single time that Claude-Henrí had visited where there hadn't been tea involved. It was as if the kid didn't know how else to communicate with people.

M. Haprele glanced over the manila folder he'd placed on the table, papers of photocopied law and dossiers of Felix's murder victims peeking out the side as if asking to be made relevant again. Claude-Henrí sighed, opening his briefcase to do away with the folder. "Partially," he grunted. "Herod was your father's name? Some sorta... supernatural spook?"

Felix chuckled. "Oh, The Weeping One's name is not one our mouths can pronounce." His head was tilted to take another sip of tea, but through the gaze of his brow Felix's eyes sparkled. "But 'Heras' was what I told you. And you should be glad he died long before he could hear you call him such a thing."

Felix, of course, would not say out loud that the death of The Weeping One was his own doing, but there was a moment of silence in which he could tell M. Haprele wondered such a thing and then knew it to be true. All it took was for Felix to smile.

"I have said that my cousin and I are just that—cousins—but that is only half true. Not only would we be brothers, but... one could even call us halves of the same whole. It was never expected that the successor to The Weeping One would be more than a single creature, and yet—" Felix examined his ring, watching it shatter the daylight into small fragmented rainbows on the floor. "—Here we are. Our mothers called it miraculous."

Claude-Henrí kept silent, watching his own untouched cup of tea, waiting for it to suddenly leap out of its tray by some magical force. The whole manor had an air of magic to it, though not in the sense of fairy godmothers and pixie-dust witchcraft. If his teacup were to sprout legs, it would sprout them screaming, bleeding profusely where the flesh sprouted out from porcelain, yelping in a lost language as it hopped off the table to its demise. A demonic sort of magic that bled rot through the cracks in the wallpaper and tainted the rooms with the dread of oncoming death.

The young man scoffed, saying "If I must be honest, I don't think Adrien understands his own importance to me. I would see no point in living if not for him." Felix poured himself another cup of tea, then began to stir it even though he would never think to add either sugar or milk to it. "We complete each other in a way that transcends any bond you feeble creatures can think of. It's just as I said—two halves of one whole."

"Indeed, Mister Fathom," Claude-Henrí responded, more to be cordial than to truly agree.

"And yet for some reason, he spends all of his time chasing after humanity." Felix clucked like a mother hen, still holding his face in a tight scowl. "All this... 'morality' and hedonism and fraternization with such degenerate creatures. —He's even had one of the females of your species catch his eye."

"He has?" M. Haprele asked, furrowing his brows.

"Oh, yes, it's disgusting. I do hope he won't be as reckless when he eventually kills her too. ...So that's why I brought this up in the first place," he sighed. "You'll have to be on watch for him when he inevitably fails."

[goldensmilingbird]

Okay, I wonder does anyone have headcanons for Quantic Kids' families?

Here is what I have so far:

- Felix's mom died pretty early and he doesn't remember her much

- Bri's dad died more recently and she has uncle who kinda stepped in to help (+ extended family in China)

- I like the idea of Claude having younger siblings (in canonverse he could be Mylene's brother :)

- Allan... Maybe a middle child? It would be nice for him to have an older brother

- And I enjoy the idea of Chloe and Allegra being related (maybe as cousins)

- Oh, also Claude's mom broke up with her first husband and remarried and that's why he doesn't know his dad is Mime until he starts getting powers

[voidfell]

OC Master Post

Superhero Oc’s

Felix Damery - Miraculous Ladybug / Fandomless

Previous Chat Noir. Very much retired.

Repressed Rich kid with a strict upbringing who never wanted to be a superhero but the god who gave him his magic ring cursed it to his hand until he could get true loves kiss. So he didn’t get a choice.

His father ran a weapons distribution company and was a magical terrorist on the side. He’s in prison now thanks directly to Felix’s involvement as Chat Noir.

Very Rich between his inheritance and liquidating his father’s company. His long-term girlfriend (only because he keeps getting cold feet on proposing) sells wedding dresses and he’s given her a significant investment cause he’s a simp.

He believes his mother is dead and vice versa, this is not the case, and neither of them know this. It’s another one of the ways Raphael Damery sucks.

Lives in New York with his girlfriend and goes back and forth between New York and Paris when convenient.

Marcus Haprele - Miraculous Ladybug / Fandomless

Fae ancestry that gives him Mime Powers. Can mime things into existence but he physically cannot shut up. Only one item at a time and he has to actually have intimate knowledge of said item.

His father is a retired assassin.

Conspiracy nut, like red string bulletin board conspiracy nut. This is how he discovered his dad was a retired assassin. Fred Haprele was not retired at the time of this discovery.

His superhero name is Kid Mime (just The Mime now, he’s in his 30′s)

Has a little sister he would murder for.

Lives in Italy and operates an acting troupe there. He has a degree in engineering, but this has no relevance to his career.

Has a younger cousin named Claude living in london.

Still an Active Hero

Gal Alvarez - Dudepow / Fandomless

Gal is a spanish-american girl who lives with her older brother Kelly, her stay at home artist father, and police commissioner mother. Her best friend Maizey is her most loyal and trusted sidekick.

When Gal was twelve her family moved into her deceased uncle’s home, and she discovered the magic ring that had been passed down their family line from man to man. Upon putting it on, Gal became bound to the ring until her death– specific conditions notwithstanding. Now she is the first Dudepow in history to ever be a woman!

Gal is arrogant, rebellious, prideful, and feels emotions very deeply. She cares a lot for her friends and family, but never thinks before she acts. While on the surface she thinks very highly of herself and hardly ever takes criticism, Gal is very insecure in her identity as herself, verses her identity as a Superhero, where she can fit the expected ‘mold’ of Dudepow.

Gal has been keeping this secret from her parents for years and is an accomplished hero in her own right now. Dudepow is a magical girl style transformation using the phrase “sock it to me broseph.”

Downsides to being a Macho Man Superhero as a Teenage Girl are insane. Dudepow as a hero represents a lot of toxic masculinity that Gal is slowly trying to change as she modernizes the role of Dudepow.

As Gal her Pronouns are She / Her, as Dudepow they are He / Him.

Evelyn Clavell - Dudewhap / Fandomless

Gal’s alter ego’s Evil Clone

Ev was born from when Gal broke off a press on nail in a fight as Dudepow. Gal found her clone, and decided to take him home because what else were you gonna do with a whole ass duplicate?

Ev and Gal were best friends, they dated! They were inseparable for years to the jealousy of Gal’s best friend. They even fought crime together. But, the more Ev fought evil, the more he began to like it. Evil looked like fun! You could do so many things that the stuffy “he-roic handbook” Gal had to follow didn’t let you!

Eventually, Ev became bored of fighting evil, and bored of Gal, and it all went downhill from there.

Ev is solely motivated by his own enjoyment. He only cares about having fun and will throw aside anyone and anything that starts to get boring.

He is manipulative, and petulant, and hides it behind a veil of bubbly personality, gifts, and kind gestures that make it difficult to realize the toxic layer underneath.

Pronouns are he / they.

Being Gal’s clone, he can take on her civilian form a well, but he just doesn’t like too and almost never does unless he was forced too.

Employed by and somewhat mentored by Gal’s inherited archenemy Andrea Clavell, hence where he got the last name.

Pokemon Oc’s

Millie Bolton - Pokemon

From Galar, her Pokemon partner is a Kantonian Meowth named Whiskers.

The extremely excitable wild child born to wooloo shepard parents. They live on a farm just outside of a town, and they sell wool to a popular textile company in Wyndon. Millie is an only child.

Whiskers is her partner, but the Pokemon that is her ace is the Wooloo who she grew up beside on the farm.

Millie’s dream is to become a champion level trainer, and to see all of Galar (and maybe even beyond) due to growing up in such a small hometown. Always looking for new adventures.

Will turn everything into a competition.

Can cook but spends hours gathering berries only to fall asleep right after.

Team: Whiskers, Wooloo, Impidimp, Grookey, Munchlax

Aedan Cavanaugh - Pokemon

From Galar, his Pokemon Partner is a Polteageist named Chamomile

The son of tea merchants. His family lives above his late grandmother’s tea shop, though his mother has long since expanded the business into a small chain of cafes and commercially sold tea blends.

Met Polteageist as a Sinistea after his grandmother’s funeral, and it evolved when he accidentally chipped his grandmother’s favorite antique tea pot.

Aedan is participating in the Gym Challenges to test himself to see how far he and his team can really go.

He’s still figuring out what kind of Pokemon Trainer he wants to be.

He spends a lot of time in battle cafes and expanding his currydex.

Very much wants to evolve a Matcha Cream Alcremie

Team: Chamomile, Vanillish, Swovet, Darumaka, Sobble

Fandomless Oc’s

Liz Ruin / Fandomless

Has verses for Yugioh, Pokemon, and BNHA.

Liz lived in japan with her parents, before they were promoted, and their jobs took them away from home.

She spent a few years in america with her grandfather on her mother’s side and her cousin in their game shop. Eventually Liz would move back to japan, but she visits her grandfather every summer.

Liz has the psychic ability to view the future in her dreams, usually in confusing, sporadic bursts that she can’t quite make any sense of when she wakes up. While awake, she gets bursts of what she calls her “shitty spidey sense” where she’ll know when something is about to happen near her, but not what.

It could be anything from ‘life threatening accident’ to ‘someone is goanna burn their mouth on their coffee’ and she has no way of telling these feelings apart. In her BNHA verse, this is also her quirk, and its official name would be “Precognition”.

Liz is the biggest bi to ever bi, with a strong lean towards cute girls, and seems almost exclusively attracted to boys who are lowkey dumbasses.

If you’ve earned her loyalty, you’ve earned it for life. Also, perhaps a touch more violent than you expect a four foot eight inches tall cute girl to be at first glance.

Eeriee McLaughlin / Fandomless

Her older brother went missing a year ago, and she’s the only one who hasn’t given up searching for him.

She took a jacket from his room that turned out to be a wolf pelt, now she’s a werewolf and will use her supernatural powers to find her brother. Somehow. She isn’t sure how that will work yet.

Her mom is the mayor of the town.

There’s a lot of weird stuff in Angel Hollow (the town) that she hadn’t noticed before becoming one of the weird things herself.

Her new friend Florance is the son of the investigator her mom hired to find her brother, and they’re both incorrigible snoops.

Convinced the weird stuff in town will lead her to her brother.

Hugo Nystrom / Tangled OC

An orphan from Ingvarr whose parents were deeply, deeply in debt when he was born, and when they died, a very young Hugo had to take up paying that debt.

Worked in factories and that's what started his fascination with technology and alchemy. Ended up having to steal to survive because the debt collectors took everything he made.

Donella owned the factory he was working in and when he started stealing small parts for his experiments, she noticed, ended up working for her that way. Ironically, being a full-time criminal was an upgrade.

Science is his one true love but he will absolutely dabble in magic if he thinks it’ll help make his alchemical solutions better. He just kind of throws vials at people like moltov cocktails.

Only a year older then Varian, two years max.

He’s never had real friends before and watching him flounder as he realizes people actually like and want him around for no other reason then they just like having him around is one of life’s greatest joys.

[gimme-that-felix-content]

Fuckin rich kids

[rapidhighway]

Felix and Claude hanging out hanging out bc I need it

[northernbluetongue]

🐞🐞🐞

Hindsight - Chapter 1

Hindsight

Chapter 1

Hector Damocles prided himself in his work. College Francis Dupont housed the children of the elite and influential, from the daughter of the mayor to the son of a famous Fashion Mogul. He also prided himself in his skills when handling a delicate situation. One such situation was when a pupil not only cheated on a test but stole from and attacked another student. To Hector, there was only one course of action. Expulsion in front of all her peers.

He didn’t back down from his position, not when the girl’s parents protested it, not when a member of his staff approached him and told him there was no way the student could’ve cheated on a test, not when her score matched up with her previous scores and that the student, she attack was acting perfectly fine. Hector didn’t hesitate when telling Caline to hand in her notice. He had made it clear on everyone’s contracts that they were not to question him on such matters.

To Hector, everything was perfect.

Across the city, at Jeanne D’Arc Creative Arts College, Caline Bustier was openly gaping at her contract.

“There’s no exceptions list.” Said Caline, getting a frown from Arthur Coleman.

“What do you mean ‘exceptions list’?” Asked Arthur, leaning forwards.

“At my previous workplace, there was a list of students that we weren’t allowed to punish.” Said Caline, “The Mayor’s daughter for one.”

“And that was written into your contract?” Asked Arthur, putting his fingertips together, “Well, Ms. Bustier, here at Jeanne D’Arc we have no such stipulations, if a student is misbehaving or bullying another student they are to be treated like any other student and punished.”

Caline was quiet, soaking in the new information.

“Now, if that is everything, I believe we have work to do.” Said Arthur going to stand up.

“Wait!” Gasped Caline, “At my previous workplace we had a student that was expelled based on accusations that didn’t make sense, the principle didn’t investigate the claims and refused to after he expelled her.”

Arthur mulled over the information, before asking the student’s name.

A few hours later, Tom Dupain and Sabine Cheng were at the school doors with their daughter in tow. Arthur looked Marinette over, noting that amount of makeup under her eyes, as well as the slight limp in her left leg.

“Fallen down the stairs recently, Ms. Dupain-Cheng?” Asked Arthur, getting shocked looks from the girl’s parents.

“No, I jumped down a trap door and landed awkwardly.” Said Marinette, making Arthur frown.

“A new member of staff made us aware of your expulsion from your previous school, as well as your creativity.” Said Arthur, as he led the group to his office, “Caline told us about the lack of a proper investigation and how the evidence was circumstantial at best. As well as the schools ‘course of action’ when it came to the bullying of students.”

Tom and Sabine exchanged a worried look at his statement.

“Rest assured, this school has a zero-tolerance policy on bullying and will punish the aggressor as we see fit.” Said Arthur, “As well as a full and proper investigation into the matter. Now, shall we begin with the tour?”

H

Marinette nervously shifted as she waited outside her form room. The receptionist reassuringly squeezed her shoulder, before knocking on the door to the class.

“Alright, everyone, we have a new student today,” Said the teacher, Mr. Stolberg, “She’s a new transfer and I expect everyone, Allan, Claude, to be kind and welcoming.”

There was a half-hearted muttering, before Mr. Stolberg called them in, “Everyone, this is Marinette Dupain-Cheng, Ms. Dupain-Cheng, meet your classmates.”

There was the sound of someone choking, making everyone look at them, a dark-skinned boy was thumping his desk mate on the back.

“I thought I said everyone was to be kind and welcoming, Allan.” Sighed Mr. Stolberg, making the dark-skinned boy sit up straight.

“Hey, this was all Claude!” Protested the boy, as Claude, a light skinned boy with brown hair and eyes coughed up a ball of paper.

“Dude, again with the spitballs?” asked a blonde-haired girl with tanned skin.

“That’s enough, Allegra.” Said Mr. Stolberg, “Now, I’m going to need a volunteer to show Marinette around.”

Allegra’s hand shot up as she practically launched herself from her seat, “I’ll do it!”

Mr. Stolberg looked around, seeing a few hands up, before he turned back to Allegra, “All right, Allegra, since you don’t have a desk mate, you can show Marinette around.”

There was collective groan, as Marinette made her way over to the blonde girl.

“Hi, I’m Allegra Musique, but everyone calls me Allegra, well, since it’s my name and- I’m babbling aren’t I, hehe, Sorry, I don’t meet many celebrities.” Babbled Allegra, giggling nervously.

Marinette quirked an eyebrow, “Oo-kay,” Said Marinette, slowly, “I’m not a celebrity, but, sure.”

“W-what do you mean you’re ‘not a celebrity’?!” Exclaimed Allegra, “You are Marinette Dupain-Cheng, right?”

“Yeah, have been since I was born.” Said Marinette, taken aback by Allegra’s outburst.

“You did design Jagged Stone’s Sunglasses and CD cover?” Asked Allegra, getting a nod from Marinette, “You did design the Messenger bowler hat that was modelled by Adrien Agreste?” Marinette nodded again, “Aren’t also working on a multi-coloured sequin jacket that was commissioned last week?!”

“How’d you know about that last one?” Asked Marinette, as Allegra went red with embarrassment.

“She’s a fan of your work.” Said Claude, leaning forwards, “Personally, I prefer magic tricks to clothes.”

Marinette glanced him over, before her mouth said, “I can tell.” Before Marinette clapped a hand over her mouth.

Allan laughed, “Oh, she’s gonna fit right in.” As he thumped Claude on the back, who cracked a smile.

H

Alya internally groaned as the new teacher went through the lesson, Ms. Bustier never made the class so boring. Alya saw Adrien rub his wrist, before remembering that the Teacher had ordered him to write Lila’s notes for her.

Strangely enough, Lila had walked into the school with a spring in her step, a far cry from how Marinette had supposedly injured her. Alya had made a group chat with all of her classmates, excluding Lila and Chloe. After Marinette was gone, everyone had started to notice how some of Lila’s stories did not add up. They all agreed that they owed Marinette a very big apology.

H

Three months later, Marinette had a new friend group in her new school, she had introduced the trio to her old Classmates, Allan and Claude nearly fainting when they met Nino and Mylene, respectively.

“We’ve managed to convince Marinette to audition for a role in an upcoming production,” Said Claude, leaning back in a chair in Marinette’s living room, “it became a group effort after everyone heard her singing voice.”

“Wait, Marinette can sing?” Gasped Rose, looking at the dark-haired girl.

“It’s not as good as Allegra’s.” Mumbled Marinette, her face going red.

“Bullshit.” Said Allegra, flipping her braid over her shoulder, “You build everyone up and try to make everyone forget about you, if anyone of us is going to be famous, we’re going to drag you to the top with us.”

“What did she sing?” Asked Alya, resting against her arms.

“History has its eyes on you.” Said Allan, through a mouthful of croissant.

“Yeah, we tried to get her to rap once,” Shuddered Allegra, getting a pillow thrown at her, “She bit her tongue while doing it though.”

Everyone stared at Marinette, “I panicked, and my jaw seized up.” Defended Marinette.

“We’re going to try to train her in the art of rap.” Said Allan, throwing his arm around Marinette’s shoulders.

The ground suddenly shook.

“ADRIKINS!” Screamed a high, shrill voice, “WHERE ARE YOU?!”

The sound of a pot breaking, swiftly followed by a thud, made everyone look up, just as Adrien slid into the room.

“Adrien…” Said Nino, as the ground shook again, “What did you do?”

No one noticed Marinette slip out of the room.

A few moments later, Ladybug swung past and landed on the roof.

The giant form of Chloe Bourgeois stomped around the city. Chat Noir landed next to Ladybug and winced.

“Okay, I’ve got to admit,” Said Chat, rubbing his arm, “I did not expect this to happen when I woke up today.”

Ladybug glanced over at Chat, before doing a double take.

“Chat, what happened to your arm?” Asked Ladybug, turning towards her partner.

“A, uh, ‘friend’ gripped it too tightly.” Said Chat, rubbing his hand over the cast.

“That ‘friend’ better not still be a friend.” Muttered Ladybug, readying her yoyo, “Any idea where the Akuma could be?”

“Picture in her hand.” Said Chat, pointing to an over-large piece of paper in Chloe’s hand.

“Okay, I’ll trip her, you get ready to destroy the picture.” Said Ladybug, before throwing her yoyo into the air, “Lucky Charm!”

A second yoyo fell into Ladybug’s hand, who grinned and spotted two Lamp posts standing opposite each other. Ladybug quickly hooked one yoyo around the two lamp posts and then looped the second around Chloe’s legs. Chloe face planted the floor, dropping the picture in her hand.

Char quickly Cataclysmed it, releasing the Akuma within it. Ladybug caught the Akuma, purified it and then cast the cure, restoring everything to normal. Unbeknownst to Ladybug and Chat Noir, a woman glared at Ladybug, before rushing forwards.

Ladybug froze the second she felt someone’s hands on her ears, before the earrings were ripped from her earlobes. In a flash, Chat had the woman pressed against the ground, with the earrings in hand. Chat almost reared back when he recognised Nathalie, before he looked up at Ladybug and his stomach dropped the moment, we saw her. Marinette knelt on the floor, blood coursing from her ears, her hands to occupied to cover her face. The sight of the camera was the cherry on top, letting Chat know Ladybug’s, Marinette’s, identity had just been thrown to the wind. Looking down, Chat spotted something on Nathalie’s chest, a small peacock fan shaped broach. Gently removing it, Chat watched as it changed its shape into the same style of broach, but vastly different from what it had been.

[roseletterchan]

So yeah two updates in a row

I was a bit on edge about the more random elements of his design at first, but then I thought that it was just something he would do so I included it

[narusakufantastic]

Oh Claude how I love to bully you affectionately

[luna-memoria]

Snow

I'm back with some silent cat fluff •̀.̫•́✧

Basically Felix and Claude get separated from the group while traveling and find themselves lost on a snow day. Enjoy your read!

Word count: 1601 (now edited)

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"We're lost, aren't we."

Claude pauses for a long moment, then stubbornly decides, "no." He doesn't seem as sure of his words with how he taps away on his phone, its screen filled with sweaty fingerprints, frantically.

Here they are, in the snow, separated from the rest of the group, in… somewhere. Felix's not really sure. They were in a park, and now they've somehow ended up on a long road that never seems to end. There's a bridge a short distance away from where they're standing. The stream below is half-frozen. He hadn't been paying attention to his surroundings before and he regrets it with every fiber of his being. That's what happens when you travel with someone who's good at finding their way around (Allan) and think you can just follow them around without having to think too much when passing through crowds.

He goes through his backpack again, like somehow this time he would find something of use in this situation. Inside is still the same water bottle and umbrella and extra socks and the plastic packet of fingerless gloves Claude bought for him as a joke in a store earlier, though he cannot see where the joke is. His phone charger is back at the hotel, probably. His phone, laying soundly in his coat pocket is dead and has been for half an hour, which is an absolute joy, because that leaves Claude's phone as their only hope of finding their way.

"Have you managed to contact anyone?"

"Bri's shared her location," says Claude at last. You can hear the relief in his voice, see how his tense shoulders relax. He starts doing random things like exhaling mouthfuls of air so the air around his face goes foggy for awhile. "She says they're in- a restaurant? Shouldn't be too long of a walk."

"Not a long walk, huh?" says Felix blankly. His eyes do a quick scan around them. Snow, snow, snow everywhere. To him at this moment, any walk would be a long one. He wonders if he can still feel his face, but he doesn't feel like taking his hands out of his pocket just to test that. Instead, he leans over to see Claude's phone. Sure enough, it's technically not too far of a distance, but they had to pick the worst kind of place to get lost in: a huge and freezing park that would probably take at least a good twenty minutes to walk back to the entrance - that's how long they took to reach their current spot, though it might as well have been an hour because it was hell trying to walk through the snow with snow falling on your glasses and blurring them. They've only managed to get internet connection from the university building that happened to be on their way.

And of course, now they've got to go back through the snow. He mumbles complaints about this under his breath.

Claude laughs, and Felix wants to shiver at how small and sorrowful it sounds. Claude Haprele does not make that kind of face, even in bad situations. He pulls on the sleeves of the sweater he's wearing beneath his huge puffy coat so he's got sweater paws, and only then Felix realizes that he doesn't have gloves on. Felix doesn't either, but he got to stick his hands in his pocket, and even though they're still cold it's better, while Claude- Claude didn't, because he had to use his phone to help them find their way. What the hell.

His hands must be freezing.

"Let's go, I feel stuffy just standing here," says Claude, pulling down his hood. There is snow all over his coat, over his boots and his hair and his face. Despite this, he does not look like a person who's freezing, not the slightest bit. A horrible feeling expands within Felix's chest.

Felix chews on his lip, feeling terrible that he hadn't realized this sooner. He reaches into his bag and retrieves the packet of fingerless gloves and rips open the plastic and hands the contents to Claude, who just looks at him bug-eyed and surprised.

"Put these on," he says in a rush. "They- well, they probably aren't meant to keep your hands warm, but it'll help, at least."

Claude stares down at the offered gloves then moves his gaze back to Felix, grins a slightly more real and joyful grin. "Guess my joke gift turned out to be useful in the end, huh?"

"I still don't get the joke."

"Of course, because it's not a joke, idiot," says Claude, sticking his tongue out. "I thought they suited you. Emo aesthetic and all, y'know? And thank you, for offering, but I won't be wearing those."

"What?" He frowns. He knows the idiot is stubborn and selfless at the least convenient times, but he didn't really expect to be flat out rejected in two seconds. He'd expect that when they first met and didn't get along, but now he likes to think that they're much better, much willing to hear the other out. "But you-"

"Pretty sure you need these more, dude. Just because your hands are in your pocket doesn't mean they're less cold," says Claude, which makes Felix want to pinch his cheeks for being an idiot. But before he could do anything, Claude reaches for Felix's hand and grasps his fingers briefly. Both of them are freezing. Claude is grinning wide and so is Felix, somehow. "And trust me, I can take a little cold."

Felix is dumbfounded for a second at all of this - the huge dumb smile on his companion's face; unbelievable, he thinks, feeling a little pissed, just unbelievable-

Then, he thinks of something that might work.

"Okay," he says. He takes a glove and slips it onto his left hand, then he takes the phone from Claude's right hand, slips the other glove on that hand, and gives him back the phone. "Now you can use the phone without your hand going numb. Or, well, too numb."

Claude's eyes widen a bit, like he wants to say something but can't think of the right words. And when he does go on to say something, he's stopped as Felix takes his ungloved hand in his own and squeezes it lightly.

"A much more practical option than leaving one person freezing," he says as an explanation, trying not to sound too embarrassed but failing quite miserably. Some snow falls onto his hood and slides down and gets caught in his hair. "Now hurry up and get moving."

Claude nods dumbly. His eyes are still wide and his lips are parted, a question undoubtedly stuck in his throat. He breathes out again, making another cloud of fog around his face, and Felix almost snorts. Is this Claude's way of trying to hide his embarrassment? It's so silly and unbearably… Claude, and Felix doesn't even hate that he finds this cute. And he must have let some sign of amusement show, because the next second Claude is looking at him, eyes narrowed and cheeks slightly pink.

"Don't make fun of me, Felix," he whines, which only makes Felix chortle in response.

"You're getting a taste of your own medicine."

"You're so mean, although I'm freezing myself to help you get out of this place!"

Felix couldn't help but smile again. He was going to say something stupid again, but looking at Claude's face-

...well, guess it couldn't be helped.

"I know. That's why we're going to buy you some better gloves when we reach a shop."

"There's no need for that."

Felix sends a dry look in his direction. "There is. Your hand is still very cold." He squeezes his hand again to prove a point.

"Well, I guess…"

"We can still do this after you get gloves," says Felix, for some reason. He doesn't know why he's saying that, or what he means with it.

"As in whenever I want?" asks Claude, head tilted slightly. It doesn't take long for Felix to get what he means by that, 'after', as in just until we find the others, or anytime I want after this, even after the trip and after we return home?

"Yes," he says, faster than both of them expected, if their mutual looks of surprise are of any indication.

Claude laughs and he sounds happy, so very happy. Felix doesn't know what to say, so he just goes on walking and contents himself in listening to that joyful laughter. They continue walking, slowly and at a steady pace. He feels Claude looking at the side of his face from time to time.

"What is it?" he asks, lips quirked upwards, the anxiety in him suddenly losing its effect. Perhaps it's because he senses the tiny bit of embarrassment in Claude as well and is glad to not be the only flustered one. Or perhaps he's just feeling happier. He finds that he doesn't really care which one it is. He focuses on their linked hands, feeling the warmth of Claude's fingers around his, a connection he finds himself enjoying quite a bit.

"You," says Claude, leaning close to him, practically beaming as he walks with light and cheerful steps, "are so cute, you know that?"

"Shut up," Felix tells him, but it's said through a huge dorky grin, one he doesn't even bother trying to hide - what would the point be? - and he doesn't let go of Claude's hand as they continue walking, even after they've found their way, even after they've reached the very end of the snowy path.

[l1linya]

Personal Ladybug PV character headcanons!!

Bridgette Cheng

Born in England but later moved to China when she was 5/6. Moved again to France when she was 12. Smart, athletic and talented but EXTREMELY clumsy. Does gymnastics. Struggles with French in the early parts of her childhood and her accent comes out when angry. Mostly an optimist. 10/10 would not make her angry unless you want the slipper.

Felix Agreste/Sphinx

Born and raised in England. Moved to France when he was 8. STEM student that enjoys classical arts. Extremely athletic but definitely needs more Vitamin D. Has a bit of a sweet tooth. Is unwillingly secretly engaged to Allegra. Their parents set them up. Annoyed about it but seem to not really care about it. Not because he doesn't mind but because he knows Allegra would marry a rock before wanting to marry him too.

Allegra Baudelaire

Can play multiple wind pipe instruments. Take fencing classes. Came from a long line of famous musicians. Is raised similarly like Felix. Actually genuinely enjoys music but the people surrounding her makes it suffocating. Turned out to be a bit of a rebel. Extremely perceptive. Flirty but elegant. Is also Aro-ace. Can and will kick your butt if you mess with her or her friends. Chloe Bourgeois's cousin. Childhood friends and Felix's fiancé. Rather marry a rock than end up with him. In a mutual love-hate friendship with him.

Claude Haprele

Has a HUGE crush on Bridgette. One sided pining for her. Class clown. Great cook. Opposite of Allegra in a way. All bark no bite. Moved a lot as a kid due to his dad's performances. Parents are divorced but are in good terms with each other. Knows Sign language. Does gymnastics with Bridgette when they practice together. Homiesexual with Allan. Tries REALLY hard for his studies but can never seem to get his grades up. He wonders why?

Allan Montgomery

Doesn't even NEED to try for his exams. Bro has photographic memory. Studies just the night before just in case. Bad cook though. A music kid who likes science. Homiesexual with Claude frfr. Alya is the dom in their relationship. Is a really sweet guy but can be really clueless about things. Sometimes Allegra and him would write songs together and give each other inputs on what they can do to improve.

Alya Cesaire

Gossip girl frfr. Is a late trio with Allegra and Bridgette. Up to date with the latest trends and gossip. Possibly bi. Had a crush on Allegra at some point. Is dating Allan. She's worried he'll burn down a building trying to cook water on a stove. In a kind of Spider-Man and reporter relationship with Allan and Mercury where she's really desperate to know who he is and its killing him inside but he needs to keep her safe.

[wisteriasymphony]

Hiya! I’m a bit new to your blog, but I’ve seen a lot about “Claude,” and I’d love to know more about that! Is he from an AU of yours or just an OC?

You know, I could draw a lot of parallels for canon (or pre-canon, in quantic Claude's case) characters to try and set a baseline.

But maybe it's better to just forgo all of that. Claudia isn't truly an "anti-Marinette" (whose main story got published almost over a year before the Paris Special, funnily enough), nor is she an "alternate Lila", or even extremely related to the 'quantic kids' version of Claude Haprele.

She's just.... Claudia.

..full name Claudia Guadalupe Maria Josefa Lopez Cardoso Perreault. I have talked a bit about her starting concept and how she's grown from there, but to sum it up nicely, I was interested in how a much more pessimistic, apathetic character would function in the mlb world.

What if you were too bogged down by your own misery to even bother wanting to 'solve' your problems with an akuma?

What if your first instinct upon recieving a miraculous was to try and put yourself in danger?

In a world where feeling positively is survival and feeling negatively gets people hurt.... what if you feel nothing at all?

Claudia was meant to answer this by having a swarm of akumas that essentially functioned more as a mundane pest problem than anything else. She would just go about her day, largely unrelated to the bigger machinations of Paris, because that was not and never would be her issue,

.....until, uhm. well.

....So turns out she contrasts Adrien in a lot of interesting ways!

So, of course, I started to think about how they would work paired up together.

...A LOT.

whoops. Now, this is barely scratching the surface of Claudia as a character, I could get into her miraculous and how that works, the way tweos handles (or, really, gets around having to handle) its lovesquare (which I think would also be valuable for explaining claudia through her relationship with Adrien), and I could even talk about the changes to Adrien as a character! But I'll save those for other asks. :P

[goldensmilingbird]

Hey, Golden! I'm gonna be really selfish and ask about my favorite Quantic Kid, Claude/Kid Mime for the character breakdown meme. : ) I also saw your headcanons post and it took a while out to come up with something. But I like believing that the Quantic gang actually did not know each other before Felix showed up at the school. The only two that knew each other was Bridgette and Allegra (since they're clearly implied to be best friends and that usually takes time). But Allan and Claude were off doing their own things. And Claude actually didn't like Felix at all at first because he seemed like such a snob but then Felix's bad luck combined with villian shenanigans accidentally causes some giant problem that forces these guys to get to know each other.

Of course, TB!

How I feel about this character: I like him. He reminds me of my younger sibling.

All the people I ship romantically with this character: I like him with Felix and also I saw someone mention Chloe/Claude once which sounds cute.

My non-romantic OTP for this character: Him and Allan, they're bffs 💖

My unpopular opinion about this character: I don't know what the popular opinions are 😅 I don't see Quantic Kids content often.

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: Well, he's not in canon but if he was, I'd want him to be mute. It'd be interesting to see such an energetic and chatty character who is also mute, and also to have more than one disabled character in the cast (with Felix using a cane).

But onto the rest of your ask.

The headcanons post wasn't mine, I just reblogged it, but I hope the OP sees this 🙏 I tried to think of some headcanons too but nothing was coming to mind rn.

That's interesting. I see Bri and Alya as best long-time friends (since I like to include her), Claude and Allan as bit more recent friends, and Felix and Allegra who knew each other since they were babies but had a falling out and haven't seen each other in a while. I definitely think Claude wouldn't like Felix at all at first too, and it would take some shenanigans for them to bond.