#her sister is named Lila. i forgot

[lonely-dog-song]

i dont feel like looking at every cast member's filmography but there's at least 9 people in Psycho that were also in Twilight Zone

[me-uglypretty]

a tutor and a kiss

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x F!Reader

Summary: A suspicious tutor for the Barton’s children results in Natasha taking caution steps, while trying to enjoy Christmas and discovering something better.

Warning: (18+) fluff, minor violence, use of dagger | 4k words

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The bonfire crackles, gleaming in tinge of amber, and gleamed wondrously on gleeful faces. Conversations buzzes around, whirring together with the cold wind, and sounds of tree brunches rustling in response.

“We’re putting up the tree tomorrow,” a voice exclaimed, buried by another trying to pass through in fumbles of heavy breaths. “And Miss Tu— to, toto, is helping!”

Natasha amusedly observed the children energetically exchanging their opinion on said wrong name and perceived her friend’s tried sigh. Clint waves his hand at her, a silent plead, please distract them, and she shrugs her shoulder.

“Kids, why don’t we hear some stories from your dad?” Natasha perched her elbows at the edge of her knees.

A glare settled on Clint’s face till his children’s attention was drawn to him. Cooper was profusely wishing to hear more about his father’s action filled stories. Nathaniel squealed excitedly, not entirely understanding, but simply sharing his excitement.

While Clint struggled to prepare a story that wasn’t gory from his past, Natasha tentatively surveys their surroundings. A habit picked up, and never forgotten in the name of ensuring those around her were safe. Although, they were very safe in Clint’s farmhouse.

Sound of footsteps peaks her attention as she stared ahead. Familiar reflective shade of pink and the distinct voices draws a smile on her face. Lila waves animatedly at her, and she pats the space beside her as the young girl takes the seat there.

“Dad, you forgot the marshmallow.”

The enthusiastic children, frowns gloomily, and the youngest was at the edge of crying. Natasha shakes her head, noting down her friend’s offended look, then the flash of reminder and he’s meeting her eyes, another pleading look.

He had inadequately forgotten his children’s request of marshmallow for their family’s weekly bonfire. Thus, his escape was in the name of his friends’ distraction because his children adored their Auntie Nat.

Laura, his lovely wife, shares a knowing look with Natasha, then diverted her attention to her guilty husband. “I’m sure, daddy would happily get some tomorrow. Now, who wants hot chocolate?”

Thrill cheers erupt, and Natasha giddily admires the sight. The absent innocence of her childhood wounds her heart, but she devotes her heart into these special moments together. The innocence smiles and kindness, it gradually heals her inner child.

“Is Auntie Yelena coming tomorrow? I want to show her my new ninja move,” Nathaniel tugged the ridges of Natasha’s sleeve.

A smile appears on her face, spreading wide to the glint in her eyes. “Yes, she’s bringing Kate along too.”

The conversation continues energetically. Natasha reminisces the minimal period when she was allowed to pretend that life was that—purely living as any other kid around her, freely cycling around her neighbourhood as she pleased, free to lay on the grass and play at the playground with her young sister, and so naïve of what was actually real, but still, she immersed herself happily in those precious years.

Reuniting with Yelena after all those years, missed adolescence years, the conversation between sisters—which does happen now, just not entirely icky as Yelena would whine about, and more them, two former assassins and their stolen childhood—and experiencing life that wasn’t crafted for them.

It wasn’t easy, but that bond shared from years ago, still flutters at every soft smile and the seconds before danger collides upon them.

They were still kids, simply older and bearing years of trauma.

“Miss Tutor promised to teach us how to make snow globes! I hope she does that cool magic trick…”

Natasha’s furrowed her eyebrows, entertained by the recurrent mention of someone unknown and curious at the sheer eagerness on the children faces, even the oldest ones were excited.

Laura noticed her expression, and reached her hand forward, tapping Natasha’s thigh. “Clint hired a tutor for them. She’s great, but I think they might love her, a little too much,” she explained, “Don’t worry. She’s clean.”

Clean, and yet, curiosity surges in her chest. She wouldn’t find said person utterly clean or safe, till herself had interrogate the person thoroughly.

“Hmm, we’ll see,” Natasha nodded her head, gaze falling on the flickering fire and particles of ash drifting in the air.

Clint grunted after his youngest son playfully punches him in attempt of showcasing his ninja move. “She’s a good one, Nat.”

Natasha doesn’t question them, but hears the conversation hovering over the same person, and remained as that, someone who’s good and loved by the children.

They giddily huddled around the bonfire, drinking hot chocolate and munching on cookies. Natasha’s hand always being held by her own cup of hot chocolate and the other by one of Barton’s children, all appearing as her favourite, even little Nathaniel who was meant to be little Natasha.

The evening gave them relief, especially Natasha. A beautiful family tradition, sounds emitting of joy and gleaming eyes. Just lovely for hearts pulsing during a festive month.

Natasha couldn’t find herself among stranger without questioning their sinister creature. In the company of those known widely by their broad smile and wealth or those simply offering drink to her with their failed flirtatious tricks, her mind doesn’t permit rest till she was aware that danger wasn’t lingering around.

Thus, she was agitated by the lateness of her God children’s tutor.

“Oh god, Natasha, please relax, okay? Chill,” said her sister, briskly downing her cup of hot chocolate then eyeing Natasha’s untouched cup. “You don’t want?” Yelena gestured to the cup, hands already clasping the handle.

Natasha shakes her head. A small smile curves on her lips as she gentle push the cup towards Yelena. “You’re going to get a stomach ache.”

Yelena waves her hand, disregarding her sister’s advice as she hungrily bites another cookie and dunking the half-eaten cooking into the cup. “It’s very good. You should learn, sestra. We can finally have good home cook meal.”

Take-out has been their surviving nutrition since the sisters’ rented out an apartment together. Natasha has always been excellent at her presented task, but cooking wasn’t the one.

Take down an entire operation? Give her a week or less, and she’d have their entire history data too. Battle aliens without any sort of extra energy? Watch her jump on an alien vehicle without a worry. But ask her to cook a decent meal that wasn’t boxed and instant? Expect something burnt, spoilt or tasteless, or extremely bitter for some bizarre reason.

However, Yelena pride herself on preparing the best macaroni and cheese. At some point, both sisters became progressively tired of the same food which lead them to ordering take-outs. Every single day.

“You can’t survive on sugar, Yelena,” Laura’s voice quipped. “But I can teach you how to bake cookies and cook, you know, so you don’t expect your sister to do everything.”

The offended gasp from the youngest of them, received hefty laughter in return.

“Natasha don’t think you got out of this. You need to learn too,” Laura added, which made the latter glare at her, because it was enough for her younger sister to laugh and point accusingly at her sister.

“Hah! I’m telling Kate Bishop.”

They watch amusedly as golden head of hair bops excitedly, hands waving in the air, mouth wide and happy. The opposite, taller with messy brunette hair, Kate, mirrors her excitement.

“It’s so nice to see her like this,” Natasha muttered, and exchanging an understanding smile with Laura. “And for your information, I’m not a bad cook. I’m simply not good at it.”

Laura laughs as her hand rest firmly on Natasha’s shoulder. “Sure, if it makes you happy. But I’m still ready to teach you how to cook.”

“Who’s learning to cook? Can I join? I’m good with heat!” a loud voice rings, inciting optimism greetings from the Barton children.

“Miss Tutor!” Nathaniel exclaimed, pushing pass his siblings. “Did you learn a new trick yet?”

From the kitchen, Natasha witness the scene unfold. Heavy coat hanging on sturdy arm, along with several Christmas themed paper bags. You weren’t aware of her wary eyes on you, but simply allowing the young boy to drag you away.

“That’s Miss Y/n, she’s the new tutor,” Laura explained. “Don’t scare her off,” she pointed, eyebrows raised and waiting for a tolerable answer.

Natasha shrugs her shoulder indifferently. “We’ll see.”

An elbow on the table, her cheek comfortably resting on the palm of her hand, she observes you from afar. The warm air of the Barton’s house calmed her scorching curiosity and aid her into watching than instantly falling into her customary interrogation routine.

You were a young woman, painfully donned in simple attire, flashing a bright smile that triggered waves of grins in return, and a noticeable flair in your movement. Seemingly accustomed to your environment, hand extending precisely when one of the snow globes rolls off the table, then another guiding young Nathaniel’s paint brush.

“Go join them.”

Natasha doesn’t meet her friend’s gaze. “Where did you find Miss Tutor?”

Clint huffed. “You do know that I don’t allow just anyone here, right?

There’s a hint of offence and tease in his tone. Natasha spiritedly slaps his arm, “I know, old man. There’s just something about her.”

“She seems to really know herself around here, uh? And she’s pretty too…” he added the last part hastily, and smile victoriously as his friend nods, gaze captivated on you.

Natasha became lost in contemplation of your modest state. Perhaps, a part of her mind could agree, you were indeed pretty, and whereas the other, solicits to obtain your motive. Someone that kind, attractive, good with children, eyes glimmering beneath fairy lights so enchantingly—

I don’t trust her, said in disdain groan, and more when she’s dragged into the hall room, compelled into joining their yearly tradition of decorating the Christmas tree.

“Natasha, meet Miss Y/n,” Clint introduced, persuasively nudging his friend’s shoulder towards your direction.

A friendly smile curves on your lips. “Hi, it’s nice to meet you,” the greeting fell gentlely from your mouth. The brush left deserted on the table as your hand extend to shake hers.

Natasha gawked at your hand. Red paint was smeared on your hand, the tips of your fingers shimmered with silver glitters, and the sight mirrors those of the children around. Her stern gaze must had caught your attention when you bashfully recoiled.

“Sorry, I get carried away sometimes,” you excused, trying to remove the stained colours on the an equally stained rag. “Okay. This isn’t working out. Yelena, please take over?” you presumedly stood, “Do not go overboard.”

Yelena scoffed. “I will never. Tell that to Kate Bishop.”

The exchange appeared habitual which vexes her. Why were you familiar with her younger sister? How dare you straightforwardly have things in order? Who allowed you to signal her into following you? And why was she soundlessly trailing behind you towards the kitchen?

“I’m sorry for not introducing myself earlier,” you glanced at her, a nervous smile on your face before diverting your attention to the sink. “Hmm, the water’s pretty cold.”

She attentively watches the movement of your hands beneath the tap, scrubbing as though you were removing something far worse than paint, then turning the tap off and lathering your hands with soap. The fragrance of lavender reaches her nostril. You carefully clean the crook and corners of your hands, even beneath your nails.

Most don’t do that—it must mean something awful.

“Who are you?”

The question halted your movement. “Didn’t think you’d start so soon.”

Natasha frowned. “Excuse me—”

“Let’s go for a walk and you can ask me everything,” you continued washing your hands. “Clint warned me so, I’m prepared,” and you turned around, crossing your arms as you lean back on the counter.

She doesn’t like it. The utmost confidence in your stance. A delight glint in your round eyes. Where the faux white light in the kitchen, cast a mysterious glow upon your head.

“Should we go?” you thumb pointed towards the door, and she nodded her head.

Natasha was astonished to find your good-mannered act of pushing the door open, and gesturing for her to walk forward first, then closing the door behind. The cold wind dispirits herself from what’s bound to ensue after questioning you, because she rather engulf herself in a warm blanket and watch her sister’s tantrum with children much younger than her.

But she demands to know your intentions.

As the distance expands, the Christmas melody and murmurs of conversation fades. Natasha contemplate each step you took beside her. The twitch of your fingers, as if you were reaching for something, then the subtle glance towards her, like you needed to know if she was still there.

“In there,” Natasha pointed towards the barn and you undoubtedly obeyed.

The barn tracks an earthy scent. Inside, it’s almost dark, if not for the moon’s soft obscured glow through the windows. An eerie silent emits from lack of voices and more so, the buzzes of insects. Several pieces of Christmas ornaments were chaotically thrown around. Tinsels hanging awkwardly from the window to the length of an extensive timber. Miniature reindeers hanging from fish strings that gives off an illusion of flying reindeers. It was absolutely the work of her God children.

Natasha stealthily admired the decoration and doesn’t utter a word. She looked at the dirty ground, walked around the barn, frowned at the disheartened look on your face as you shivered.

“Okay, I’m ready, hit me,” you professed, taking a seat on the nicely kept hay. “Not literally though. This is my favourite top.”

She casted a vague wandering look upon your supposed favourite top which was, expectedly, smeared with paint. Then, a playful smile widespread on your face, because you were joking, and she didn’t catch on.

“No.”

Your eyebrows furrowed. “No?”

Natasha crossed her arms, standing straight and robust, with a strict complexion and an unspoken warning that blaze dangerously in her eyes. One wrong move and there would be consequences.

“Clint never had help around here. So, suddenly, you’re here? Come on, cut the shit. Who are you working for?” Natasha voiced sternly, and takes a taunting step forward, while you gulped, appearing afraid.

“Clint did not— sorry— whoa, you’re really into this and—” a shaky voice resonates in your throat, and it’s different than your lively voice she had heard before.

You averted your gaze from Natasha, and it troubled her, who, nevertheless, still viewed your characteristic as suspicious. When you ceased speaking and meeting her gaze with those eyes gleaming in excitement, she warily takes a step forward, at arm length from you.

A deep intake of breath, then it’s soft, but it’s clear, the chuckles that came from you.

“That’s what you expected me to say? Wallow in fear before the great Black Widow?”

Natasha doesn’t bother to hear more as she acted on reflex. The swift grasps of a dagger hidden in her black boots, and she lurched forward, her arm pushes your down from between your neck and chest. More pressure and your breathing circulation would had be disturbed, or a heavy ache would tremble in your chest. While her right hand readily held the danger close to your cheek, despite its petite size, the glint of sharpness makes you shudder.

“Okay! I give in! Clint bet me that I wouldn’t dare— why does this knife look so cute and dangerous— he said I wouldn’t dare challenge you!”

She paused, challenging eyes scrutinise every single reaction on your face to where your eyes flickers to her then the dagger and how your body struggled pathetically beneath her hold.

In the distance, she perfectly distinguishes the song of Silent Night plucking at her brain. It’s Christmas and I’m doing this, where’s the fucking break?

“Who sent you? What’s your name?”

You coughed, trying to ease the pressure brought upon your throat at her assault. But she was relentless and entirely too strong.

“What does Tutor stand for Miss Tutor? I would not hesitate to end you. Answers me!”

What she had expected—wasn’t the flutter of laughter or her heart’s sudden interest to hear more of that unique sound, and the way your smile seems ample to submerge her mind into that sound. It’s unconventional. Natasha expected to prod into your mind, gather needed information, and detent your further danger on the Barton family.

But you were bursting in surprises when you swiftly pushed her backwards, then tackled her on the hay that was once uncomfortably scratching your clothed back. The dagger fell from her hand at the sudden attack. Russian curses spew from her mouth while your eyes widened curiously, then a gentle smile curves on your lips.

“You don’t speak Russian much,” you noted with interested. “Angry or whatever, really, it’s nice to hear you speaking your mother tongue.”

Natasha’s eyebrows furrowed. “You speak Russian?”

“Among other languages. I am a tutor as in Miss Tutor. Tutoring…someone who tutors people.”

Embarrassment flushed her cheeks. Natasha doesn’t like that—the indifferent in your voice, like she wasn’t holding you down before and expecting answers than be held down in return and carelessly at that, because she could easily switch her position.

But she wanted to know.

“Clint did really bet me though. I’m sorry for not being more exciting and cooler, but just really reckless,” you humoured, “But I’m kind of liking this position. It feels like I’m all powerful. Yelena’s not wrong about the whole superhero thing.”

Natasha lifted her head, “Yelena? How do you know her?” she pushes you off her, “Why do you know my sister?”

You raised your hands as she takes threatening steps towards you. “We met when she came over with Kate and I was tutoring the kids.”

“Who are you?”

The question spat angrily from her mouth, and yours wide, unable to utter an answer back that would avoid any sort of violence. Natasha arched her eyebrow, still giving you a final chance. One second passed then two, three, and the fourth befell upon you with her harsh shove and your back pressed on brittle wood.

However, you refused submitting to her brutality. The abrupt shove of your hands emits a warmth, a scarlet tint canvassing your skin and cheeks, vast different from the tone of your skin. It leaves her shocked, gasping as her hands smoothens over her clothed collarbone.

“What the hell,” she glared, while you snickered.

“Oh come, it’s Christmas! Let’s toast some marshmallow and not ourselves,” you jested, “Burned human flesh…isn’t really appealing.”

Natasha’s jaw clenched. Anger flairs dangerously in her eyes, heart blazing with passion to eliminate a supposed threat, and she rose, readily staggering towards you.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa! Stop! That’s enough! Cool down kid!”

Amber flame flickers through the width of your hands, reflecting hauntingly in your eyes, and your rigid stance. But a coy smile was smeared teasingly over your lips, and she’s angrily glaring at you.

“Ha! You owe me Kate Bishop.”

Natasha glance to where several bodies were huddled together by the barn’s door. Yelena was contentedly taking cash from Kate, while Clint shakes his head and pushed them aside as he stepped entirely into the barn.

“Natasha, Miss Tutor is not lying. She’s a good kid. We put her up to it. Please, stop, everyone,” the latter part pointed accusingly at the two friends arguing in the back. “Y/n isn’t bad news. Just trying to have a second chance in life, like you, like Yelena, and she’s not bad,” he breathed out.

“What?” Natasha was baffled. “You pranked me. You fucking pranked me? Thing one and thing two was in it too?”

Bunch of heys resonates in response, and Clint nods his head.

Natasha takes a deep breath, fingers pinching the bridge of her nose. Then, she meets your gaze. “You’re cool?”

The flames in your hands extinguishes swiftly and you waved them with a jovial smile. “Very cool.”

“Ugh, their dropping puns now. Let’s go,” Yelena assured her friend, and gave a pointed look at Clint. “Old man, your children are waiting for you.”

Clint huffed. “Don’t burn anything down.”

As the group walked away, Natasha relaxed the tense in her muscles and you watched her with that aggravating glint in your eyes.

“If it makes you feel better, Kate was sure that you would had attacked me the second I walked in,” you pursed your lips, the next words seeming complicated for you to utter. “But I’m fifty dollar richer cause I said you wouldn’t, and we’ll do this in private, which Clint disagree— they just assume you’d find target and hit.”

Natasha restrained the smile on her face as she watches your commitment on proving them wrong. The motion of your hands, eyes widening when your speech stretches to different part, and maybe, for a fleeting second, she was admiring the spark within you which seems to spread warmth.

Not just the abrupt flairs of fire, but the person that you were—not exactly bad, just someone she doesn’t know.

At that moment, she overhears the melodious voices of her family and the tunes of Christmas dispersed delight in her chest. And you, seemingly standing there, staring at her, waiting for something else to be said or happen.

“It’s cold,” you murmured.

Natasha smiles—her famous lopsided smile blooming gleefully on her face, and you were shocked, then you’re smiling just as wide. She remained there, few minutes of facing each other, and without a word, she takes steps towards the exit.

“Hey, you dropped this,” you hastily reached her side. The dagger held softly in your hand and she takes it, the feeble graze of skins made you shiver, and she hasn’t stop smiling.

You were warm, and she was cold, and it felt as though, this puzzle was meant to unite like this.

“Oh look,” you lifted your gaze upwards, a shy smile adorning on your lips as she follows your gaze.

A mistletoe dangles above heads, brilliant green and red, so lively and teasing those who falls beneath.

Natasha couldn’t ignored it, the thumping in her chest, your warmth body close to hers, the anger that was reduce to something—it’s different, and she wouldn’t dare admit, but she likes the feeling spreading through her chest and where her fingers twitches.

And you appeared the same, bashful smile, the secretive look in your eyes that she understood. Why does she understand you?

It takes her one deep breath, your curious look, the dagger thoughtlessly kept in her pocket, and her hands grasps your face. She contemplated the idea of a silly tradition, then, in one sudden move, she pressed her body into yours and crushes her lips over yours.

You made a noise, giving into her touch. Words weren’t exchanged, just the knowing touch and a needed silence. Your hands rest firmly on her waist, gripping her clothed flesh as you allow your body to slack into hers, and she’s holding you close.

Natasha leans away first, while you hazily chased after her—wanting to feel her more, a hunger that erupts in your chest for her, and she finds it funny that you were readily giving into her.

“You are really warm,” she whispered, her thumb pressed at the edge of your lip, and trails her thumb to where your chin ends. “You got my attention,” she pats your chest softly, then removes herself entirely.

“What?”

The ardent glow of night casted an attractive gleam over your face, and hers, each other admiring the sight adoringly. Natasha doesn’t wish to risk ruining a truly, joyful moment, so she extended her hand for you take and hummed when you easily accepted.

Beside her, you were giddily smiling, fingers firmly enclosing around hers. “I love Christmas.”

The cold evening propels chills on skin, while smiles spread and hearts pulses happily. Natasha glances at you, once, twice, and each time overcomes her with a certain joy, perhaps, this was the so-called Christmas magic that flutters in her chest.

The smiles on those she loves, her sister already waiting by the door with a cheeky expression, the children that she swore to love and protect, and you—a stranger she finds herself completely drawn to.

And when the next year arrives in its merry cheers, Natasha gleefully introduced you as her wife, and kissed you as though, life was bursting colourfully at every second her lips met yours.

And that—a mistletoe that was securely kept in her pocket for the years after.

[princess-of-the-corner]

so what was the s1 hiatus era like?

Beautiful chaos?

Like.

We had only Season 1, which was still flawed but had a hell of a lot of promise. We only had so much info. So everyone made things up in terms of both lore and future stories!

Things I remember:

Everyone clocked the Alya = Fox and Chloé = Bee thing. Most people had Nino as the Turtle, but some said he'd get the Peacock somehow based on the clothing theme. If people made him the Turtle, then the Peacock user was up in the air(we saw the Peacock in Gabriel's safe in Volpina, the 'last' episode of Season 1 other than Origins. Though no one knew if it was real or just similar because Plagg didn't react to seeing it at all. Which.... is now a plot hole).

Nathaniel was a bit more prominent in the shipping scene. If you were into mlm you had Adrinath(because fandom prefers mlm white prettyboys so since Luka didn't exist yet Nath was the option). And if you were straight then you had Chlonath.

Speaking of, Luka and Kagami didn't exist yet.

Though it was obvious, we didn't know for sure that Gabriel was Hawkmoth. This led to a few different tropes. Sometimes fics would have an entirely different person be Hawkmoth(sometimes random OC, though Alim Kubdel was a popular choice for 'if it's not Gabe'). I saw a few where that whole 'Peacock in the safe' thing led to Gabriel having been a Hero with it before, and with the Hawkmoth thing he breaks it out to try and help keep the new Heroes safe

There was some speculation on Gabriel and Emilie being Heroes before Canon in general because how did they get the Miraculous and what did they do with them?

We didn't have exact powers for the other Miraculous. We /kinda/ guessed that Volpina was correct and the Fox has Illusions, and the Turtle being a shield made sense. But no one knew what to do with the Bee or Peacock. Also no Hero names existed yet so you'll have variations of those.

The Zodiac Miraculous didn't exist. People creating new Miraculous either yoinked whatever animal(s) they like, or used the old concept art.

Up until the Christmas Special, we had no context for how long Emilie had been 'missing'(a plot in the special is that it's Adrien's first Christmas without his mother). So most people had assumed she'd been missing for a while, not just less than a year.

We also had no idea what happened to her! Did she die? Is she legit missing? What's going on?! (tbh we also didn't know her name. If you read my fics from that era I called her 'Felicia'.)

Speaking of mothers, Chloé's mom was unknown! Some wrote her as dead. I accidentally predicted the 'she had an affair that resulted in a half-sister and abandoned Chloé' bit lmao! Though I didn't predict her being as /actively/ awful as Canon.

Lila was in a weird kind of limbo? Technically the end of Volpina implied she'd come back, but most people kinda forgot about her. People who did write her tended to have it that the events of the episode revealed her lies so the class knew her shit was fake. This resulted in either her being the 'opposite Chloé' where she likes Mari but hates LB, or she dropped the nice act all together and started bullying Marinette either with or instead of Chloé(depending on the writer's ideas of Chloé!Redemption)

Fu's ability as a mentor and overall backstory was up in the air. We knew he was hands-off at first, but we assumed he'd be more directly helpful in Season 2. We know he 'made some disasterous mistake', but we didn't know what it was. A lot of people speculated that he had his own team of Heroes that went sideways.

On that note, the Order of the Guardians wasn't known. We had Fu, but no knoweledge of them or other Miracle Boxes

I thiiiiiink there were more tropes, but I cannot for the life remember them. And tbh reading old fics is a TRIP

[gabithefanwriter]

I Gotta Find You: Luka Couffaine x Female Reader Camp Rock AU

So reader ends up at Camp Rock. She is good friends with Zoe. And the thing is that in a midst of panic of wanting to be popular, she becomes Zoe herself. Only Mylene and Marinette know reader's real identity (they think Zoe is a false persona). Chloe never met Zoe and they were supposed to meet at camp (irl she forgot Zoe existed for 10 years rofl) It's only part 1. Will DEFINITELY be edited in the future. Oh my god I'm so rusty when it comes to fanfictions. It definitely could've been better and I will edit it in the future FOR SURE.

Y/n was shaking from excitement.

Her dad just dropped her off at Camp Rock (thinking it was math camp), a dream of Y/n's that she was lucky enough to reach. Of course, her family were never as financially stable as one would hope, and because of that, the young teen girl needed to apply for work to be able to afford some parts here, so she applied for the only job available: kitchen duty. Without much looking, Y/n found her twin bedroom, seeing that the roommate had already left her things, so Y/n quickly took the free bed. Only one thing made her feel truly saddened. Her best friend , Zoe, wasn't gonna join camp, so the teen would be alone.

When she left a majority of her things, she made her way to the grand stage, where the major welcoming ceremony was about to happen. Just as she passed by the door, Y/n bumped into a girl shorter than her, with wide gamboge eyes and colourful dreadlocks, and she smiled at her. "Hey, I assume you're my roommate. I'm glad to meet you! I'm Y/n."

"Hi, Y/n, I'm Mylene. I'm happy to meet you too," the girl replied and shook Y/n's hand. "I was just about to grab something. If you want to wait we can both go to the stage and see the welcoming ceremony?"

"Definitely!" Y/n smiled.

The girls had just reached the stage, Y/n was actively chatting with Mylene, telling her a quick summary about the taller girl's life and her summer job in the kitchens with the Dupain-Cheng family, until the h/c girl saw a someone her age with dark blue pigtails walking around handing out foods. Y/n assumed this was Marinette Dupain-Cheng. "Hey Mylene, is that-"

"Marinette? Yeah, let's go say hi."

Both girls walked up to the assumed 'Marinette', with Y/n greeting her. "Hi. I assume you're Marinette?"

"OH!" The girl spun around and greeted the pair. "Hello, yes! I'm Marinette. Are you the girl who will be working with us during the summer? Y/n, right?"

Y/n nodded. "That's me!"

Marinette smiled. "Then I'll find you later, take care!"

With that, the pair walked around again, memorizing what and where everything was in case they needed anything. It wasn't until they saw a trio of girls walking around, one with brown hair, one with blonde hair in a ponytail and a ginger with a short haircut and glasses.

"Mylene, who are they?" Y/n asked, a small feeling of familiarity when she glance at the trio. Mylene looked up and sighed. "Those three? The brunette is Lila Rossi, the blonde is Mayor Bourgeois' daughter; Chloe Bourgeois and that's Sabrina Raincomprix. They are one of the popular three girls. Lila says she knows so many people from high positions in the music industry, and she makes many donations to them all. And because of that she targets people of a poorer background, like Marinette, and because Mari can't protect herself, she's the first target."

Just as Mylene said those words, Y/n saw Lila bully Marinette, the baker girl holding a tray in defense as Lila laughed, still a good distance away from everyone so no one could see.

Y/n bit her lip, as she was approached by the new girls. Truth was, Y/n had known about Chloe from Zoe, as both blondes were half sisters. Y/n smiled at the trio that approached them. "Hi! It's nice to meet you."

"Hey, I'm Lila Rossi."

"I know, I'm a huge fan of you and your donations."

"Of course you are." Lila smirked. "So, who are you, and what's your name?"

"I...um..." In a moment of panic, Y/n spoke up. "I'm Zoe Lee."

"Why does that name sound familiar?" Chloe scoffed and thought. Sabrina asked. "Who're your parents?"

"My mom is, uh," Y/n replied with wide eyes. "Audrey Bourgeois."

"So that's why... you're the sister they have told me about!" Chloe exclaimed. Y/n nodded. "Uh, yeah! Definitely!"

"Well, what are you doing? We need to give you a makeover, stat!" Chloe exclaimed as she, Lila and Sabrina walked away. Before they left for good though, Lila turned back to Y/n. "Come to our cabin later, and you can be one of us!"

"Uh, I'll pass by for sure!" Y/n smiled, sighing out in relief as they left. The girls then turned to the stage and heard a voice. A woman with a grey braid and glasses climbed onto the stage.

"Hello campers! Welcome to the older and newer members to the greatest of all music camps, where everyone finds their own style of music so they can play, sing or compose new music and songs! I'm Anarka, co-owner of Camp Rock."

"Hi Anarka!" Everyone called out.

"Here we like to sing, so try that again!" The woman smirked.

"Hi Anarka..." everyone tried to harmonize, failing slightly as everyone laughed slightly. Anarka smiled sweetly. "Well, we have work to do. My husband as you all know, Jagged Stone, the other co-owner if Camp Rock is here and your teacher as well! If you have any questions, you can always ask us. Oh! And one more thing! Drumroll please!"

A kid with dark hair and glasses ran forward, creating a beat before stopping for Anarka to continue.

"This year, for the first time ever, we're going to have two important celebrity instructors, and they are our own two kids, Juleka and Luka Couffaine!"

Cheers and screams echoed around, and among those screams were the cheers of Mylene and Y/n, who had a wide open mouth in shock.

After the announcement, Y/n's heart raced as she talked with Mylene about Kitty Section. "They are one of, if not the greatest group of all time! And Juleka and Luka are coming? Luka, my favourite guitarist and singer? Oh my! I'm so excited! I hope I don't make a fool of myself."

"It seems like you've got a bit of a crush there, Y/n/n," Mylene teased. The girl in question blushed in embarrassment. "Oh please, you're one to talk."

Mylene and Y/n giggled as they then parted ways, with Y/n staying behind to help Marinette fix the dining areas. Marinette then turned towards Y/n, smiling at the h/c girl. "Thanks for all the help! We only have the plates to arrange in the dining room. So if you could cover that, I'll deal with everything else out here and then you'll be done for the night!"

"Alright, Marinette, you're the boss."

The pig-tailed girl chuckled, smiling at Y/n before focusing on the task at hand. "Are you excited for the Kitty Section members?"

"Oh, am I?" Y/n smiled brightly. "You got a favourite member, by any chance?"

"Oh, definitely Adrien Agreste! He is absolutely radiant, carefree and dreamy!" Marinette blushed.

Y/n snorted. "So I've heard from the advertisement of the perfume named after him."

"Oh shush!" Marinette laughed embarrassed. "And what about you, Ms. L/n? Any favourite members?"

"Actually yeah, he's gonna be one of the instructors here," Y/n smiled. Marinette smirked. "Oh, the guitarist, huh. Hopefully he picks you out first from the crowd and notices you."

Y/n turned red, stumbling over her words before laughing. "You sneaky fox, Mari!"

The girls laughed for a little while more, before Marinette nodded her head at the dining area as she took the outside.

Marinette only helped Y/n carry plates, cups and utensils to the dining room before continuing the outside.

Soon, when even Marinette finished and went to her parents, Y/n was left alone in the large room, with a piano, and she thought about it for a moment, whether or not she should play it and sing one of her unheard but favourite written songs.

Y/n set down the final cups and plates on a table and sat down at the piano, pulling out her music book from the small messenger bag she had. She set it on the piano and began playing the notes, singing along.

"Do you know what it's like To feel so in the dark? To dream about a life Where you're the shining star? Even though it seems Like it's too far away I have to believe in myself It's the only way."

"This is real, this is me I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be, now Gonna let the light shine on me Now I've found who I am There's no way to hold it in No more hiding who I want to be This is me."

She sighed and gathered everything, tucking her music book in her messenger bag as she left, unaware of the company of a certain black-blue-haired rockstar underneath the window where she played.

When she was gone, the blue-haired boy escaped the fangirls and entered the room. "Hello? Hello-o! Who's in here?"

He walked over to the piano, looking down at the keys, still mesmerized by the stunning voice he heard. He narrowed his blue eyes in thought on who it could be.

[steelbvtterfly]

prompt: a cozy cafe decked out with garlands & that smell of spice while you wait for an old friend who is unusually late written for @lcfthaunted <3

Tick, tick, tick... Aeira's eyes followed the second hand of the clock on the wall as it passed the 12, indicating that she'd been there for a full hour. Well, she'd actually been there for closer to an hour and a half, so what the clock really told her was that the person she was supposed to be meeting there was an hour late.

Her eyes dropped to the windows in the front of the cafe and swept over to the front door. Still no sign of anyone out of the norm. The sky was still overcast, the snow still gently falling, the decorated interior of the cafe still making a picture perfect winter scene out of each window. She sighed and shifted in her chair, trying not to jump to the worst possible conclusions. Having not heard a peep put her on edge.

Aeira had cut ties with everyone when she was 17 - more years had come between them than she wanted to think about. After so long, Aeira wasn't sure how they'd even reconnected. When she'd seen the name on the return address, she'd dropped the rest of her mail, scattering it across the floor, and now... here she was, waiting to meet up with all but a complete stranger now - the opposite of what they had once been to each other.

Aeira ran a finger around the rim of her now-empty teacup and shifted her weight in the chair again. Her hand dropped to the table, index finger drumming lightly on the surface. Efforts to keep her mind away from the worst weren't working - it wasn't exactly a short drive. And sure, Aeira didn't have a cell phone, but she hadn't left her house that early. She would have been there for any call about an accident or a delay... at least, in theory.

She signed and pushed her chair back from the table. Standing, she picked up her cup and plate and carried them with her as she walked back to the counter. As if by some kind of magic, the owner - Maisy - appeared from the kitchen before Aeira had even set the dishes down.

"Would you like more? Something else?" Maisy asked, drying her hands with her apron.

Aeira smiled, sliding the dishes across the counter to her. "I'm okay, but thank you."

Maisy reached for the dishes, but as she did so, fixed her with that knowing look Aeira had grown uncomfortably familiar with. "...You okay?"

Aeira gestured as if to wave away the question. "I'm fine. Just waiting for someone. Maybe once she gets here we'll get something else, but..."

"If you're sure."

"I am. Thank you, though. And thanks for letting me just... hang around here." She checked her watch. "I don't know why she's so late..." She turned back towards the windows and the door, more or less wandering off - back to her table, the unfinished conversation forgotten.

Ten more minutes ticked by. Aeira looked down from watching the windows to find that fidgeting with a napkin had turned into a snowdrift of paper, shredded on the table before her. She sighed and pushed her chair back again, sweeping the pieces together with her hands as she started getting to her feet. A glance up from the mess pointed her to the nearest trash can to dispose of the scraps.

A blur in the window. A flash of red hair. The bells on the door jingled as it opened.

The blur of red hair solidified in the entrance, and Aeira forgot entirely about cleaning up after herself. The chair hit the floor with a thud. Aeira collided with the young woman standing by the door with almost as much force, but Lila had seen it coming, braced for impact.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to be this late, but--" she began, but Aeira wasn't listening to the explanation. It didn't matter.

She didn't realize she was crying until she'd forced herself to give up the embrace, had stepped back to hold her sister at arms' length and study her face. "God, you're all grown up, when did that happen?"

"Well you've been gone for almost decade, what did you expect?"

Aeira laughed, one hand coming up to brush away her tears. "Okay, I deserve that," she said, a genuine smile remaining on her face. "Now come over here and tell me everything I missed."

[gale-gentlepenguin]

Gale Reviews: ML Season 5 episode 8 Reunion

(Spoilers below)

-So Alya and Marinette are at the museum. Marinette drawing and Alya looking for guardian symbols

- I appreciate Alya being like “I’m tired of the romance, FOCUS on your job.”

- And then she ruins it. So close Alya.

-Marinette asking Tikki for some examples of love between ladybug and chat noir but Tikki is like

-“Well yea but there wasn’t a monarch to cockblock”

-Oh now you suddenly don’t know about romance Tikki? You seemed to know about it in silencer. We’re you lying to Marinette? Was the evil Tikki agenda true?

-Hey Tikki… this could have been useful like 3 seasons ago! But better late then never

-and they found a letter to Alix’s dad. Neat!

-And now we back in the Agreste kitchen.

-I don’t care how many episodes we see, swing Gabriel in the kitchen cooking for adrien is f***ing weird

-I’m very unsettled by this scene. Like Adrien suddenly getting the okay to miss lessons. I mean yes I am all for Adrien getting freedom… but it feels off. What’s the game Gabriel?

-one thing I do like is that Alix living her best life time traveling. Good for her.

-Alix humble bragging in her letters is great. Musketeers, wright brothers. All that business

-Marinette ain’t over Adrien by a long shot. It’s not a reversal.

-Jalil thinks Alix was brainwashed? Now I think he misses his little sister. Or… he spent too much time on conspiracy boards. Wait.. Is he a monarch sympathizer!?

-OMG I was right! He f***ing would be. Now the question is (Tumblr or 4chan) considering I didn’t see any slurs I’m guessing tumblr 🥁🥁

-Jalil does seem like a Reddit mod.

-Also Lila’s avatar reading it makes me think she totally started it

-AND THEN THERE WAS OBVIOUSLY CHLOE! I’m dead

I agree with this man. Social media turns your brain to mush

-ADRIEN! You gonna do it! He is asking Marinette out (IAN SINCLAIR I NEED YOU TO NARRATE)

(I’m the narrator)

-And Marinette cockblocks herself!

-Nino is like “wait we don’t have homework?”

-Tikki is like “Maybe we shouldn’t.. she has a hot temper” wait a minute… OMG TIKKI!!!

-her name was the scarlet fate. That’s pretty badass

-The joke that they asked Joan about hearing voices is actually really comical

-Joan is the Kyoshi of ladybug holders.

-Joan really out here like (really? You called me for THIS!?)

-Tikki doesn’t hesitate to put Marinette on blast.

-Alya is watching and casually roasting her

-I agree with Joan, Focus

-Promonarch? Yea considering this site he is on is supporting villain sympathy I’m pretty sure it’s tumblr

-Monarch is alarmingly excited for this

-Oh you gonna make up for your mistakes monarch? I doubt it

-All things considered I do think Jalil is misguided. I’m pretty sure this is supposed to be a lesson on not using too much internet.

-So he has truth powers? And also shelter.

-Monarch is ALARMINGLY EXCITED. Jalil I don’t think you are helping a good guy.

-I was wrong. It made a PYRAMID

-Roger is not a good cop. If Plagg can figure out the question fast it’s an easy question

-Ladybug forgot to end the reunion

-So if they get the question wrong Then they get put in a book. Okay so it’s like collector

-Wait so Chat noir knew that? (I didn’t know that) well I guess Plagg was wrong. Clever book it was a trick question.

-Well, I guess this cartoon CAN teach you history. And also taught me France is confused af.

-So basically this akuma is an educational game but for keeps. (I love cluefinders)

-HOW DARE she call chat noir puny! Yes Marinette defend your cat!

-Chat noir giving her too much credit.

-That’s not a history question! It’s a science fiction question! That made me laugh

-ALIX HAS A KWAMITOGA! I know it’s 200 years in the future but how does she have one before Adrien!?

-It is a smart plan though. Well played.

-Joan forgot she can’t attack as a ghost again. Lol

-oh damn, he can use it more than once. Well so much for cataclysm. If only he could use it more than once

-Oooo! The truth always prevails. Having him ask the book! Brilliant

-DAMN! Well played. Jalil learning the truth and accepting it. That makes him better than most conspiracy theorists on the internet.

-Things that won’t happen IRL for 500 (People admitting they are wrong)

-Alix cares about her conspiracy theorist brother

-Monarch just leaves, detransforms and goes to appologize to Nathalie. Who says nothing. F***ing weird

-OH SNAP! The chat noir / Dark Grimalkin was her enemy! They fought on the regular

-THEY FOUGHT DRAGONS

-But they realized they were getting manipulated. Oh damn! Also Dark Grimalkin can Get it

-So they dealt with 3 EVIL MONARCHS not one

-oh so she doesn’t know she got burned at the stake? Or she escaped? But fate unknown? Weird

-Adrien just staring at a pic of Marinette, then gets puked on. AMAZING!

-He got his kwamitoga!

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I will say it wasn’t really Passion or Determination level. But I enjoyed the lore and it was neat that those kwamitogas can be useful.

I did enjoy Joan and the history facts were cool.

Jalil really being a Reddit conspiracy theorist made me laugh

7.5/10

I kind of wanted to see more holders

[jennrypan]

Choosing violence.

Chloe shouldve gotten her redemption, it would not have been hard to redeem her instead of shoehorning in her twin sister and then proceeding to do fuck all with said sister. Not even mentioning the fact their bitch mom cheated.

Also. Sabrina shouldve had ONE episode showing how she is without Chloe, when she got a miraculous that shouldve been a shining moment for her cuz no one knows crap about her personality besides her being Chloes friend and you know how much better it wouldve been if Sabrina got the bee instead of Zoe. Cuz first. Sabrina gets charActer development. Zoe could be someone else besides Chloes replacement cuz her design is so cute but her personality is just Marinette with Lilas skills in lying. And Chloe really is alone which would give her time to fully think over her actions and stuff.

Also. Again Marinette shouldve NEVER been the one to try and advice Chloe how to get her mom to love her. Audrey doesnt love anyone and Marinette doesnt know what its like having shitty parents she should not have given her advise like that (also Marinettes a child too, why is she always pickin up where adults cant let her be a child. Bustier shouldve been the one to talk to Chloe or the Butler I forgot the name of.)

[megullumverrr]

Name(s): loki, rui, ismene, amia, toga

Pronouns: he/she/they/it

Star sign: leo

# of siblings & fun facts about them (if you have any): one younger sister, one little brother

# of pets & their names: one stupid fucking dumbass dog her name is bobbie

Fandoms: vocaloid and project sekai

Favorite color: lavender and mustard yellow

Favorite song: that changes every few seconds but rn i rlly like "Skeleton Orchestra and Lila" by tohma and "Greenlights Serenade" by omoi

Favorite author (of anything readable-- books, fanfics, zines, webtoons, whatever!): uhhhh

Hobbies: drawing and scrapbooking

Favorite fic type: reader insert

Favorite holiday: all of them

Do you have any partner(s)? (romantic, qpp, anything!): i have lots of friends

Fun facts about you / anything extra you wanna share!: stupid and girlgay

@tearwolfe @lesborayne @attention-k-mart-shoppers @ adhgsa i forgot all of my friends' urls uhhhhhhhhhh

I got bored so here's a little get-to-know-you tag game I think could be fun :3

Name(s)

Pronouns

Star sign

# of siblings & fun facts about them (if you have any)

# of pets & their names

Fandoms

Favorite color

Favorite song

Favorite author (of anything readable-- books, fanfics, zines, webtoons, whatever!)

Hobbies

Favorite fic type

Favorite holiday

Do you have any partner(s)? (romantic, qpp, anything!)

Fun facts about you / anything extra you wanna share!

────────

Name(s): Loki (highly preferred), Elye

Pronouns : they/them mostly, he/she okay too

Star sign: Pisces

# of siblings: I've got 2! An older sister and a younger sibling. The fun fact about them is that they're also both queer; in fact, my mom is too. The only non-queer person in my immediate family is my dad.

# of pets: 4 cats! Phoebe & Frankie are our girls, Lenny and Murray are our boys :3

Fandoms: MCU (kind of), BSD, OFMD, Ranboo (does his fanbase count as a fandom?)

Fav. color: Don't have one

Fav. song: Aurora Borealis by Lemon Demon

Fav. author: Alice Oseman

Hobbies: singing, acting, drawing, writing, procrastinating

Fav. fic type: Fluff, definitely. I am a sucker for well written coffee-shop and flower-shop aus, too. Smut's fine, but only if it's romantic. I can't do angst if there's no comfort.

Fav. Holiday: Hanukkah or Halloween! I love autumn and winter

Partners?: Yes! I have a girlfriend (queerplatonic) who I love very much, and a boyfriend (romantic) who I love very much :]

Fun facts:

- Even though I'm a cat person, I really, really want a dog.

- I actually used to play sports. Because I don't do gendered leagues anymore, I don't play, but I've been looking for mixed/gender-neutral/queer sports teams. Baseball and basketball specifically!

- I started questioning my identity in 2019; I'm no closer to finding a label now than I was then. The difference is, now I don't want a label. I just am. :]

tags: @neonganymede @cha0ticlesbian @x-chiara @exceleo @brinnybee @autistic-katara @gandalfthemorallygrey @ohboyanotherlokiblog @roachandrenfri @ourflagmeanslokius @exceleo @edettethegreat @swiftlyspidey

[paintball169]

Commissioner Gordon to the Rescue!

Paris, Eiffel Tower, 4:34 AM

" Ladybug we can't keep this going! We need help! " a bee -striped heroine's voice is heard from a distance. Abeille .

" While that is true, who is going to help us? The justice league already called us a joke." someone says followed by a sharpening sound. Tatsu .

" Why don't don't we ask Batman? He's the most reasonable one" a calm voice reasons supporting his girlfriend's idea. Serpent .

" Yes, but how are we going to call Batman without ending up in asylum? Bailing ya outta there is hard work ya know?" the spotted armoured heroin asks. Ladybug.

" She's right guys" the quick witted fox hero chimes in. Reynard.

"Why don't we broadcast worldwide news that if Justice League doesn't show up in Paris within 24 hours we'll destroy the world" the usually quiet turtle cladded hero asks. Shellder.

"Yeah right! That way we'll have even more charges." Serpent says glaring at Shellder.

"Hey LB don't you know a police officer there? Afterall you are from there." Abeille asks the once street kid.

"Yes, Bug. You know the old guy. Maybe we can ask for his help." Tatsu asks her girlfriend.

"That's a nice idea. The Commissioner does have contact with Batman! Oooh then we might get to use the Bat Signal! Oh my Kwami, what if he doesn't recognise me?" Ladybug asks.

"He will recognise you Bug!" Shellder chimes in.

"The Bat Signal is real!" Reynard exclaims.

"That's out of the point. Don't get distracted!" Tatsu scolds.

"Ladybug, do you trust him enough to reveal your identity? Cause if you don't he won't believe you either." Serpent reasons.

"I guess. After all he saved my life multiple times." Ladybug answers unsurely.

"Ladybug there's no 'I guess' it's either Yes or No." Serpent says sternly.

"Then I do. I trust him." Ladybug answers firmly.

"Alright then, Yes it is." Abeille says.

"To Gotham we go!" and Reynard jumps off. Returns a minute later. "So, when exactly are we going and where?" he then asks.

"Now, Luks call Jagged and inform him. I'm sure he'll cover for us. Kalki if you may?" Ladybug asks.

"Of course Great guardian, but till Serpent finishes the call can you tell how and when have you been to Gotham?"

"Oh that, I was a street kid with my brother back then. We used to steal for a living. Jason took care of both of us. I was just three when we started living on the streets. Jay was eight. There were a few warehouses where all the street kids lived together. Commissioner Gordon came disguised as an old man and gave the kids blankets. He also anonymously left food for kids. When I figured out that was him I asked him why he didn't report us to the CPS. He answered Kid I know the CPS gives you Pipsqueaks shitty homes. Don't think about it. When I was seven I was kidnapped by Scarecrow. For testing some toxins. He threw me out saying I wasn't good enough. So somehow I found myself in Paris. Without my brother." Ladybug says with tears in her eyes.

"I called Dad and he said Okay because the Sandboy akuma was hard. Five hours particularly, all of your guardians think we're having a sleepover." Serpent says breaking everyone out of their stupor.

"LB, Can I use Kalki this time? Please?" Reynard asks.

"Fine, Here." She says giggling.

Gotham, Police station, 10:52 PM

Gordon POV

The shift is almost over yet I can't help but feel something interesting is about to happen.

Suddenly a blue portal appears. I take out my gun for defence.

"Woah, Woah no need for a gun. We come in peace." The one dressed like a fox answers.

"Who are you? Clarify your purpose!"

"We're heroes of Paris. We come to ask for your help." The one with a katana answers.

"Heroes? In Paris? Since when? I'd say it was a joke, But the portal proves it. Why wasn't the Justice league informed?"

"Slow down a bit, 3 years, Justice league laughed on us, to specify Green Lantern." Striped one? Answers.

"A...Alright, But how can I trust you, For all you could be joker's goons."

"You can trust us, If you don't, you know her you can trust us." The one with harp points to a spotted Ladybug?..

"Okaay, What're your names?"

"Official Introduction Time!" The flute one answers.

"The name's Reynard, Paris's Residential Fox Hero! Fox to meet you!"

"Or Nathaniel Kutzberg"

"The name's Abeille, Bow down Peasants!"

"AKA Chloe Bourgeois"

"I am Serpent, The most Responsible one."

"Or Luka Stone."

"I'm Shellder, Pleasure to meet you."

"Or Marc Anciel"

"Tatsu, Nice to meet you Commissioner, Kagami Trusugi"

"I... I'm Marinette Todd, Hi Commissioner"

"Dear Lord Mari is that really you? What do need my help for?"

"We need to come in Contact with the bats, And can you help me find my brother?"

"Sure Mari, But about your brother you see, He's a Bat too..."

"What?! Seriously?"

Bat Signal, Gotham, 11:13 PM

Red Hood's POV

"Alright we're here Gordon, What's the problem?" Big B asks in his Batman voice.

"We have visitors Batman, They're looking for you." Commiss says. Who in the world would look for Batman?

One by one Teens dressed as animals come out from dark. Drat everyone's just as confused as me.

"Alright who're you playing dress up? Ya know that's dangerous." I ask voicing everyone's curiosity. Suddenly a blue blob attaches to me and starts Giggling.

"Jay-Jay it's me" My eyes start to sting. Only one person calls me that.

"P-Pixie?" I ask unsurely. Pixie nods her head.

"Pixie-Pop it's really you!" I say once i register what's going on.

"I'm never leaving you again Squirt. You're alright! Remind me not to let you alone on streets again, Leave it to Mari for a recipe for trouble!" I tighten my hold on her.

"Hood who's this? Why are they all dressed up?" B. Yeah I forgot he was there as well.

"B, This is Marinette, my little sister. Although I do not know why she and those kids are dressed up."

"Allow me to explain, There's been a super villian in Paris for three years now. These kids are the Heroes there. They came to me First cause they didn't want to get arrested. Green Lantern called them a joke. I know you'd shoo them off, but Bats I saw a Portal open. They came through it. And Jason, Your sister's the team leader!" Gordon explains.

"What! That bitch let me at him! troubling my sister for no good !I, Jason Todd will Skin him"

"Hood! No names at the Field!" Demon Spawn says.

"Relax, She knows."

"Elaborate" B says.

Batcave, Gotham, 8:56 AM

"Gabriel Agreste is Hawkmoth!" Red robin exclaims.

"Ha! Take that Chat! I was right!" Ladybug says.

"Red robin can you do research on one Lila Rossi? She's probably working for him." Abeille says.

Batcave, Gotham, 11:12 AM

"Guys! Emergency meeting!" Red Robin Shouts.

"Lila Rossi wanted psycopath in 3 different countries!"

College Dupont, Paris, 11: 34 AM (Next Day)

"You bitch why did you file a fake report against Lila!" Alya barks out at Marinette.

"My daughter did no such thing." That wasn't Tom Dupain. There stood in all Glory Bruce Wayne himself.

"Yo-Your Daughter?" Alya asks

"Yes, my adoptive daughter, Jason todd-wayne's biological sister."

"Hey Alya don't shoot the messenger, I filed the evidence on behalf of ladybug and her team!"

"What do you mean? Multimouse isn't supposed to be active!" Agreste says.

"Oh, I didn't know that! I mean how do you think your miraculous was taken Chat Noir?"

Gasps were heard.

"It was you!"

"Yes. Now son of a bitch outta my way!"

"What do you mean?"

"Haven't you heard Gabriel Agreste was Hawkmoth."

Andre's Ice Cream, Paris, 12:13 PM

"Well that went better than we thought, right Babe?" Kagami asks her girlfriend.

"Sure did Gami!" Marinette repies.

[thejadecount]

I wish Miraculous would do a “slice of life” episode that showed what all the other characters would be doing during a typical day with an Akuma attack thrown it.

Sure it would be more filler than anything but it’s be fun to explore the characters dynamics with each other than the ones they have with Marinette and Adrian

The ones I’m most curious are:

Marc and Lila (I think Lila would see marc as a manipulative pawn, but Marc having moved schools more than once and knowing this girls bullshit would probably point out the inconsistencies in her lies, or at least make a list of them to show to Max or Marinette)

Nath and Lila (I read somewhere that Nath is/was supposed to have a crush on her but I honestly think he’d see her as another Chloe)

Marc and Aurore (why can I see them gossiping?)

Marc and Zoe (Nath and Alix, but gayer)

Marc and Juleka (just think of that vine with the dude playing two introverts and eating and nodding, you know the one, like quiet/shy kids like these two would get each other)

Luka, Nath & Marc (1. I think they would’ve bonded over Marinette, 2. They would totally paint each other’s nails/help reduce their hair and 3. Poly ship potential)

Max and Kim (platonically, or romantically, these two are soulmates your honor)

Sabrina and Max (honestly I could see them understanding each other cause they’re kinda used by more popular people for homework and stuff)

Max and Alix (they’re both obviously ace and I think it’d be cool if they hung out together when their friends went on dates with each other)

Mylene and Ivan (give them more screen time, they deserve it)

Nino and Luka (because of Nino’s whole DJ thing and Luka’s rock thing I can see them hanging out)

Alix and Marc (Alix would teach Marc how to chill and not care and I can see Marc thinking her as a sister figure)

Chloe and Zoe (I wanna see their relationship improve and Zoe being a good influence on Chloe)

Zoe and the Mayor Whose Name I Forgot (they had a good moment or two in sole crusher and I wanna see them stand against Chloe and the mom for once)

I can keep going but this post will be too long if I do

I know Miraculous is all about Marinette and Adrian and their love square but c’mon Astruc! You have like 4 more seasons to do that, give the side characters more screen time, not just when you can use them as akumas.

Y’all tell me what character dynamics you wanna see

[melloian]

Miraculous Ladybug Reboot Explanation

Alright, so i thought about that a summary or short passage about my Au as whole wasn’t enough explanation. Au introduction page was just little so, i wanted to explain more.

What is Miraculous Ladybug Reboot?

Miraculous ladybug reboot is an Au where its a mixture of the original and the concepts but in my own take/version of it. 

Why you made Miraculous Ladybug Reboot?

Am late to the party but, Miraculous Ladybug has been going down hill lately. They continuously ruining characters and milking this series. They think its funny to show Marinette being a creep 24/7. And Adrien clearly have little personality and hardly show him (its really bad now in season 4, though lies show his own screentime.) Worst part, Thomas astruc can’t take criticism and blocks people (am aware some people attacks him for no reason). So i decided to make this that kinda erase the terrible things that happened in Miraculous Ladybug.

About Miraculous Ladybug Reboot

(copied and pasted from Au Introduction page)

14 years old teenage girl name Marinette Dupain-Cheng was once a normal student at Françoise Dupont Highschool. One day, Marionette was helping with parents by cleaning the attic. Marinette found a music box on the floor. She look around, decided to pick it up, and put it in her pocket. Afterwards, she decided to open the box in the her room, finding black earrings inside. She decided to try on the earrings and suddenly a creature came out of the box. The creature introduced themselves as Tikki and explained those earrings. Afterwards, Marinette decided to become a superhero known as Ladybug.

Changes 

Both of the main characters getting equal amount of screentime

if the show was really about feminisms, then they show that woman and man equal. Both strong in both ways doesn’t matter. This also includes screentime. 

Removing Marinette's creepiness and suffering. 

(yes am using this picture, still the worst thing i ever seen in this entire show)

Her being obsessive creepy stalker is obviously not ok and teaches kids to think that doing this is ok. So am just going remove that, and keep the idea that she have a crush on him.

other thing that’s wrong if the fact they just keep making Marinette suffer and have too much stress for a teenager. She does too much work for hero, does bakery, babysits and etc. The worse of all is making her guardian. because of all this, she had to tell Alya her secret for emotional support (or something else). Am removing this because its too much stress for teen and it makes me think she have suicidal thoughts and just keeping a smile on her face around people. 

Speaking of Guardian...

Marinette will not be a Guardian

Yea, i see nothing good about her being a guardian. If anything it ruins the outcome of the entire point of love square. Even worst, she’ll just forgot Adrien anyway if she quits being guardian.

Not so much heroes

Having too many heroes takes too much time with just saying. You can’t really develop all those heroes at all. So i have shorten it out to only 5.

Chloe actually having a Development

Look idc if a creator makes a character go through Treason arc. However, the way Chloe arc was written, it definitely wasn’t a Treason arc. If anything it looked like a development but the team acting like she never had one.  So am just going to do the bully to antihero to hero arc scenario. 

Lila being a part of the main antagonist

So basically i wanted her to be the one who starts a rival but is truly a villain who secretly hiding something from everyone.

People is not going get akumantized repeatedly as different forms instead some one else get akumantized.

I rather for the person to be akumantized either once or twice. Not the 100th time. It makes hawk moth look like a joke. So i will make it where Hawk Moth would give up the person after once or twice and attempts to find some one who can be strong enough to beat Ladybug or chat noir.

When Hawk moth defeated, there be another main villain.

There be 7 main villains in total. All them deals with controlling some one emotion.  Expect for the last one, which is like the “final” boss of the series. 

Nathalie being anti-villain but still the antagonist

I wanted to see if i can write assistant betraying their boss.  At the same time, being evil just for the sake of their boss.  Sorry gabenath shippers.

Some adults being smart for once.

Can we just agree that most of the adults in this show shares the same braincell awhile all the teenagers are smart? Idk, they just easily gullible to lila’s lie and expel Marinette without any proof or something to know she did it.

There’s not just controlled villains, there’s villains just being villains.

Not every villain is going akumantized, in fact, there will be villains who just evil on their own. They pretty much attack the city and stuff like akumanzatied villains do. This is so that it will balance out the akumanzations.

The villains usually comes in a certain time. Like day, afternoon, noon, or night.

Specials are apart of the story, the heroes will learn something, and the heroes will later will come back.

If the heroes going go to different cities, i want them to at least learn something from it. 

Unifications would not exist for other kwamis, it will only for 2 kwamis only which its definitely not the ladybug or cat miraculous. 

Unifications are op not going lie. There’s no weakness between the powers or weaken the other. The weakness it have is making the user go out of control if consume too many kwamis. I might be wrong though.

 So i will only use it for 2 kwamis only (which is not going be said for right now).

Alya not being a hardcore Adrien x Marinette shipper 

It gets annoying if your bestfriend really wants you and your crush to be together so badly and forces you into uncomfortable spots where your crush is at. Even your friend becomes a hypocrite for a straight minute. I have to erase this so that Alya can be actual friend.

Gay characters that are in relationship actually treated like a relationship instead of a very good best friend thing.

I just want to them actually feel like they in actual relationship.

The guardians mentor their heroes if they have soon experienced enough.

I don’t know, wang fu doesn’t really train anyone or be a good guardian for once. Now he’s gone.

Zoe being an secret agent instead of a hero

Before you call me a zoe hater, i just want to say this. Zoe entire existence doesn’t make sense. She was never mentioned in the show until season 4. Audrey cheating also doesn’t add up either and causes more plot holes. So i made it where zoe is secret agent from new york who was tasked to go France. She lied about being chloe’s half sister (and other things) just so she get near to her mission. Which leads to another villain soon.

Felix not being a cousin nor evil

I don’t like how they made felix evil at all. It just feels like insult for the fans who asked him to be in it in the first place. So i made Felix Adrien's brother whose not evil but just gloomy.

Stormy weather being a separate entity 

I think it will be cool to see her as a separate villain instead of akumantized one.

Some characters will be either changed or deleted.

Characters will be changed since it is a reboot thing, however some may be deleted because i either don’t like them, can’t find a way how to write them, or they seem pointless character in general.

Viperion is still exist but in a different way

i think its best not to explain this one until later

Superheroes (not miraculous heroes) were created by a mage.

I think is best to not explain this one  either until later

Added things

Species

There’s going be more species instead of Superhumans, Kwamis, and Humans. It so that the universe can be expanded.

Dimensions

(lol portals)

Dimensions existed for bigger plot points in the story. It also another way to expand the universe some how. The only way to enter dimensions is by portals or keys.

Types of kwamis

There will be types of kwamis. Like animal kwami, mythical kwami, dark kwami, hoilday kwami and corrupted kwami.

There will also be guardian for each type.

More types of akumanzation/amokzations

As i said eariler, there be more villains with more controlling type powers. 

Daroness

Daroness is faraway villain that is owned by Rodrigue. Hawk moth works there as the chairman, making missions for the villains that works for him. However, he doesn’t akumantize people in this place, he does it in his lair instead. Welp, that’s all for now. Thanks for reading :)

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I am making a what if fanfic multiverse thing that I'm gonna put on ao3 and I need suggestions. If i can manage it, I will put it in there.

There will also be pieces of my fanfic.

Rules:

Multiverses are created by a major, not minor decision or circumstance.

Or a minor decision or circumstance with major consequences.

Alternately, the changes are not realistic. Roles can be switched or the world could be completely different.

So far, at the posting i have:

Chloé and Marinette are sisters somehow, both bitches as they grew up under abusive Audrey and enabler "Daddy"

Kwami swap (Lady Noire and Misterbug)

The Wish aftereffects (basically what would have happened if Gabriel hadn't found the moth and peacock, featuring new villains and such)

Evil protagonist (Marinette, Alya, Nini, Adrien idk)

The Butterfly The Tiger and The Bee (Really complicated Chloé Alya and Alix)

MDC: Style Princess (In which Marinette, after Lila makes good on her promise to destroy her, becomes the Style Princess, apprenticing with Audrey for three years before coming back to Paris changed, under a new name and not taking the bullshit thrown at her by her ex-friends.)

Feather/Floof (Two stories in the same universe featuring sentimonsters)

Story follows a human(?) with Multiversal powers

Free for all requests, I will do my best to write them well.

EDITED BC I FORGOT A HUGE THING RELATED TO THE MAIN CHARACTER- goddamn adhd

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Last Name: Wayne

Bio!Dad Bruce

Day 9: Last Name: Wayne

@biodad-bruce-month

Ao3 ~~~ First ~~~ Previous ~~~ Next

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Why do I have time to school early mainly keep an eye out for little Miss Goody Goody. She knew that the moment that a little Dupain-Cheng showed up she would pull out the waterworks and everyone would be fighting over her to comfort her, and so very one would ignore the little Maribrat. What she didn’t expect was that Marinette showed up riding a motorcycle.

Hell she didn’t even know the girl could ride. That’s when most of her other classmates noticed her too. She was wearing a light brown leather jacket with what looked like neon pink piping. Comfortable blue jeans and a pair of dark gray combat boots. Her hair was just in a simple ponytail but that was definitely Marinette. Which means the other day that was probably her as well.

—-

Adrien, Nino, and Kim were the first to break out of the group and headed towards her.

“Hi Mari” Nino simply spoke rubbing the back of his neck.

“Mars are you OK?” Kim asked almost too soft explosive speech.

While Adrien simply just stood there. She gave them a smile like usual as she pulled her backpack over her shoulder. “Hey guys! Nice seeing you guys again.” She said, pulling out her phone, and grabbing her helmet. With that she simply walked off in towards class.

After that she didn’t even acknowledge any of rest of the class. Well how could she could ever since she took a step towards the school she was being stared at so she distracted herself by looking at her phone. However that didn’t stop them from trying to get her ‘attention‘.

Even though she was completely distracted, every attempt to push shown or even trip her failed, she seem to have gained uncanny sense of balance three weeks no one had seen her, Millie having to do with the constant sparring and Random prank attacks her brothers like to play.

At some point they seem to have just given up and followed her back to their homeroom where again she didn’t pay them any attention. She just walked up the steps towards her seat in the back and sat down.

“Girl why are you ignoring us we just wanted to say hi” Alya spoke out. Maria didn’t respond. However this seemed to throw the entire class into a fit of rage. “Mari really what’s wrong with you“

“Oh you only want to say hi, well where was that concerned when none of you showed up to my parents funeral, when none of you try to reach out to me during that time.” She said in a calm voice above a whisper. “Because you know what, oh yeah I don’t know about you but having the three people in my life who were my only family die unexpectedly tends to leave a person in the mourning. I was lucky that I had an actual support group of people who support me and love me but none of which are currently in this room right now.” Mari finished in the same calm voice leaving the entire class silent as if only just remembering yeah Marinette’s entire family died. There was no miracle cure to bring them back.

“No one really” Alya began to get angry, “are you kidding us everyone knows that Lila went last week to see if you were OK but you kicked her out“ at this Lila began to cry as if knowing that was her cue.

“Really I don’t remember anyone come to the states to try and talk to me?“

“What do you mean the states“ Lila asked tentatively.

“I’ve been in the United States for the past 2 1/2 weeks I haven’t been in France.”

In that moment Miss Bustier decide to enter the classroom and by her side Damian silencing all further conversation.

“Alright class as you can see we have a new student, would you like to introduce yourself?” Miss Bustier asked.

“Hello my name is Damian and I am from Gotham that is all.” He spoke in a bored tone. “Oh Qamri you forgot your tablet.” He whispered pulling the said item from his bag handing it to her and sitting down next to her. The entire class had been watching him and in turn this interaction.

“Thank you Mon Sol” she whispered in return.

“Okay” Miss Bustier clapped her hands to get the classes attention. “It is time to take roll” she went though roll but didn’t call me between Julia and Mylene, so of course Alya spoke up.

“Miss you missed Marinette, and she is on time”

“That is not the order of the roll now, Max Kante” she continued while the class broke out into hushed whispers, “Lila Rossi”

“Present” she called now the entire class was watching them as both still haven’t been called.

“Damian Wayne”

“Present” the class went silent watching her brother but nothing could prepare them for what would happen next.

“Marinette Wayne”

“Present” chaos erupted.

“You cant be a Wayne, your lying” suddenly everyone began to cowed their desk and was shouting at the two.

Just as suddenly the class went quiet receiving matching glare from both her and Damian.

“Honestly a simple search would prove my identity” Damian began “and as for my half sister it really is no concern of yours as to why she never told any of you” he growled.

“Holy shit” Alex yelled from her phone “He is the Damian Wayne”

“Wait is this why you don’t like Lila cause she’s dating your brother”

“If you are implying that I am in a relationship with that sausage haired harlot you are sorely mistaken”

“When did this lie come up because I don’t remember it before”

“What she is not lying!” Alya cried out.

“Honestly I don’t know how you deal with theses sheep Qamri”

“I don’t know how I’ve survived either.”

“Really we have wasted half of this class on this drivel, Madame may we begin the class or are we going to waste the rest of the time as well?” Damian spoke up hoping to end all of this.

Luckily Miss Bustier started the class attempting to reign everyone in. Their next classes were much more pleasant, mainly due to the teachers actually being competent. For lunch they happened to escape the school without being noticed and only returned right as the lunch bell rang signaling the end. By the time she and Damian went back to class the air was tense and many had changed seats. Lila still sat with Alya and with them on the left side of the class sat Adrien, Sabrina, Rose, Mylene, Ivan and Max. But on the other side sat Juleka, Chloe, Alix, Nathaniel, Kim, and Nino we’re now sitting on the right side of the class in front of her and Damian. Lila’s house of cards was beginning to crumble but that was nothing compared to what was to come.

Next

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Taglist:

@mochinek0 @justafanwarrior @abrx2002 @ranger-gothamite @fantasiame @moonystars14 @mochegato @bigbeautifulandfullofsugar @maribat-is-lifeblood @iglowinggemma28 @miraculous-ninja @talutah0 @vixen-uchiha @danielslilangel @witchsblackfox @pawsitivelymiraculous @lizziejay @marinettepotterandplagg @colorfulmongerpsychicranch @dast218 @sassakitty @miyla-lokidottir @lilkymilky @tazanna-blythe @tired-butterfly @lozzybowe @smolplantmum @queencommonsense @loopingtangent @chez-pezeater @paintedhope7 @technicallyburninggarden @meme991001 @wannajointhecrabcult @melicmusicmagic @trippingovermyfeet @greatcatblaze @fidget-eep @miraculouslydumb @iamablinkmarvelarmy @laurcad123 @hauntedwintersweets @fc-studios

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Miraculous Salt Prompts

Feel free to use these, just tag me

Head Bitches/Bastard in Charge- Marinette, Chloé, and Nathaniel are basically the Heathers, Plastics, Ashleys, and Ultras combined, and they aren’t taking shit from anyone. Especially some Italian girl with sausages on her face, some tabloid writer, and a lousy teacher

Don’t Piss off Marc- It may not look like it, but Marc could take on the entire Akuma Class with one arm. When he sees them bullying his cousin and boyfriend, none of them are safe

You’re a Bad Teacher- Mme. Bustier announces that she’s been fired. (Cue Marinette, Chloé, and Nathaniel smirking) Just as the class badgers her for answers, a no-nonsense woman walks in and explains everything

Don’t Mess With our Sister: Kim and Nino don’t believe any of Lila’s lies and stay by Mari’s side. When they walk in on her having a panic attack in the locker room and see Lila and Alya hurling insults at her, hell will be raised

Don’t be a Bitch: Lila is actually very transphobic. When Nathaniel, Alix, Marinette, Rose, and Juleka hear her calling Marc a few things and saying he has to use the other bathroom, they decide to expose her for the bitch she is. (They get a little inspiration from that South Park episode where Wendy became Wendyl)

That’s my Family’s Business!: Lila starts spreading lies about the bakery, and Alya posts them on her blog. Marinette snaps and starts ranting about how that’s her parents’ source of income, and her home, and the rest of the class back her up

More coming soon

And here’s more salt. I noticed you all seemed a little too hydrated

The REAL Mythic Bitch: It’s not Marinette or Chloé... It’s Nathaniel. His family is the Jewish Mafia, and they are very serious about protecting family. When they hear that the youngest family member, his friend, and boyfriend are being bullied by the Akuma Class, they send some family members posing as students to go and have a “friendly chat” with them

Enough’s Enough: Marinette’s done playing nice and “taking the high road”. She wants that sausage-haired bitch gone. So, using some of her mother’s connections back in China, Lila has a little run-in with the Chinese Mafia. They shut down Alya’s blog, provide Marinette with protection, and rough up Adrien a little bit while also giving him advice about standing up for people

Where’s my Apology?: The class finally realizes that Lila was lying the whole time and shun her. But they forget one VERY important thing... They forgot to apologize to Marinette.

Group name idea for Marinette, Chloé, and Nathaniel: The Primaries (Cuz of their hair. Primary Colors)

Taglist:

@andromeda612 @artemisfandomthings @incredulous-reader @hunnibear-x

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*fades in epically*

Hey it's me that annoying person with their dumb AU :)

Okay, so the spookyverse and @stories-and-art motivated me to post more about this little spooky month AU I made which I have renamed to: "Swapped Roles!AU" (I posted about it a while ago but I'm too lazy to link it so yeah)

I made this AU inspired by an old spooky month drawing I made (when I just returned to tumblr with FNF and SM content) which basically was Skid and Pump switching costumes and "pretending to be the other one".

And a few weeks ago I was watching TV with my brother and I remembered that drawing and went: "Big brain idea-".

So what's this all about? Spooky Month but everythings the same except some characters changed roles. What does this mean? I'll give you an example.

(i have to practice skid's hair) They didn't exactly changed roles, since Skid is still the protagonist and Pump the deuteragonist, but I think you have an idea of what's this about.

Changed designs? Is that it? Nope. I think this two are the only ones I didn't changed roles but designs. I have other two characters that already changed their roles: Lila and Kevin.

In this AU, Lila is the candy seller, while Kevin is Skid's dad (the idea kinda popped up in my mind).

This AU may seem a little lame but I have another swap prepared to spice things up a little bit: Eyes and Moloch.

Eyes is now the monster that Skid and Pump somehow summoned (maybe with a ritual instead of an ouija board), while Moloch, is now the demon who has its own cult, and is related to Skid's family, and therefore, his Dad (or in this case, Mom).

I'm still working in some swaps tho, like the Hatzgang, Frank, Pump's sister (I forgot her name), the cops and other characters, and I'm also trying to figure out Eyes and Moloch's intentions in this AU.

That's pretty much everything I have until now. I'm going to draw Lila and Kevin soon so, look out for that.

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Field Trip To Greece

My own take on the Field Trip salt stories that usually are crossovers with Batman and have Damienette. But this is my version with them going to Greece and involves my OCs Lyon and Vallia Garden.

*****

“Mari, Mari, MARI,” Adrien basically yelled into his friend’s ear.

Marinette woke up with a jolt in her bus seat.

“What,” she groaned, never being much of a morning person.

“We’re almost at the sanctuary, so I figured to wake you up,” Adrien smiled at his friend.

“Thanks and curse how fast this bus is,” Marinette said.

“And curse Hawkmoth for late night akumas,” Adrien suggested.

“That to,” Marinette agreed. “Even in Greece, he still finds a way to annoy us in Paris.”

“Well, you brought the horse miraculous for a reason,” Adrien said.

“How are you not tired,” Marinette questioned him.

“I’ve always been a morning person,” Adrien shrugged. “Blame my father for a lot of early morning photoshoots.”

“I’d slap your father if it did not mean risking my future as a fashion designer in the process,” Marinette says.

After revealing themselves to each other after Miracle Queen, the two had developed a more brother-sister relationship. They both thought that it would be better for them to know each other after having all their allies exposed to Hawkmoth and Mayura. They joked around, teased each other, and also always had each others backs.

Having each other’s backs certainly helped them when Lila’s lies got worse. After Chloe had willingly helped Hawkmoth, she had been sent to a private reformatory school in Sweden. Lila took the opportunity to tell more of her lies, saying that she had been telling her “best friend” Ladybug to keep the Bee miraculous away from Chloe for months. And just like everything else Lila ever said, their class ate it up like it was their last meal.

Adrien had joined Marinette almost immediately after he made his “deal with the devil” in order to get her back into school. He threw himself off the “high road” the moment that Marinette told him that Lila threatened her. But even with him backing up Marinette every time she caught inconsistencies in Lila’s tales, there were still few that actually believed them. Some even went as far as scolding Marinette for her “brainwashing Adrien” into thinking that Lila was a liar.

Kim, Juleka, and Nathaniel were the only ones that stayed loyal to their friends. Especially since Marinette had done so much for them in the past. Like curing Juleka of her photo curse, helping Nathaniel get together with Marc, and Kim had been her friend since they were in diapers. With their group was also Kagami, Luka, Marc, Aurore, and Mireille. The rest of Bustier’s class was pretty much made up of Lila’s attack dogs.

What annoyed Adrien the most was how his so-called best friend. Nino may be siding with his girlfriend, Alya being Lila’s biggest supporter/attack dog, but that also meant he was part of the problem. He certainly never helped Adrien when Lila would constantly hold onto his arm no matter how many times he told her to let go. It was driving Adrien crazy and he was very close to taking Plagg up on his offer to Cataclysm the liar.

“I bet the garden is going to be beautiful,” Juleka says, her seat next to the two heroes.

She was sitting next to Nathaniel while Kim was in the seat in front of Adrien and Marinette. They were all in the seats at the back of the bus.

“I heard that the Garden Family Sanctuary is ranked as an unofficial wonder of the world,” Nathaniel said.

“Anyone else find it odd that a nature sanctuary is run by a family with Garden as their last name,” Kim asked.

“I think this is one of those ‘don’t think about it too much’ times,” Marinette shrugged.

“I haven’t been here in years,” Adrien was glad to be back.

“You’ve been here before,” Juleka asked.

“There was a charity fashion show here about a year before my mother disappeared,” Adrien explained. “I was here with my parents for it.”

“Did you meet any of the animals here,” Kim looked excited. “I heard that they let any animals here roam free even when they have events or tours here.”

“The animals do roam around the sanctuary as they wish,” Adrien says. “But the Garden family and all their employees work hard to tame all their animals privately to make sure that even the predators do not harm anyone. They spend months to years taming them before releasing them into the main part of the sanctuary.”

“It really sounds like an amazing place,” Marinette said.

“I can’t wait to draw some of the animals,” Nathaniel already had out his sketchpad. “Marc requested I draw him the most amazing animal that I see. No pressure. Haha.”

Juleka patted his shoulder, but her obviously hiding her laughter made her attempt to comfort him fail. 

But, as usual, their good moods had to be ruined by the Italian that never seemed to go five minutes without hearing the sound of her own voice. And, also as usual, she was spouting her nonsense. They were very close to throwing her out the back of the bus if she did not stop talking.

“Of course I know the Garden family,” Lila brags, lying through her teeth. “They are basically family to me.”

“Here we go again,” the five friends groaned.

“The mother and her two daughters mostly handle the plants,” Lila continues. “The father and their son handle the animals. It’s only natural since they are the only ones that can stomach having to put down the more dangerous animals.”

“Tell us more, Lila,” Alya was recording the entire time.

Adrien growled. “There has never been a case of an animal being put down at the sanctuary. The closest that comes to that is when an animal gets sick and there is nothing they can do to help it.”

“They have to put it out of its misery, don’t they,” Marinette asked.

Adrien nodded. “The youngest two Gardens speak fluent French, so I was able to spend some time with kids my own age during the fashion show. They told me that while it breaks their hearts, it is better than letting the animal suffer.”

“I can see where they come from for that,” Juleka says. “They love, take care of, and train all the animals. So it’s only natural that they form a bond with them.”

“I know I am not the brightest person in class, but how can they believe such crap,” Kim shook his head. “Whenever anyone even slightly mentions someone famous, she instantly says she is either best friends with them or somehow related to them. It’s impossible.”

“Tell that to the sheep that follow her around like she’s god’s gift to the world,” Marinette rolled her eyes.

“Makes you wonder if we really are the only ones in class with braincells,” Nathaniel, of all people, said.

The bus doors opened as it came to a full stop at the sanctuary. Bustier was the first out and the class followed her. They all first went into the sanctuary. And even from what little they could see from where they were, it already was one of the most beautiful places any of them have ever seen.

Trees, flowers, and even fruit and vegetable plants were growing as far as their eyes could see. The entire sanctuary also seemed to be covered by a glass dome, making an environment similar to a greenhouse. It made sense since there were probably plants in certain areas that needed to be grown in certain temperatures.

But today the dome’s windows were open, letting in the natural light of the sun, even if it looked like squares on the ground because of the dome’s window linings.

As Bustier lead them to a stop, two teen their age approached the group. Adrien recognized his two penpals. The ones he met in Greece when he was there for the fashion show. Lyon and Vallia Garden.

Vallia was quite beautiful and had a grace and elegance to her style. She had long blond hair braided with roses and butterflies and had pink streaks. Her eyes were a stunning silver that you could see, if you were close enough, had specks of blue in them. Her style was a red, pink, and purple dawn colored dress with gold flats. On her wrists were diamond rose cuff bracelets, a butterfly on the one on her right wrist.

Lyon gave off a very icy exterior that also screamed honor and loyalty that only a knight would have. A tall boy with hair that was black with streaks of white and blue in it, coming to the length of Adrien's. His eyes were the opposite of the girl's, blue with silver specks. His outfit of choice was a sky blue t-shirt under a white jean vest, matching the blue pants with white boots. On his hands were white fingerless gloves. Around his neck was a sword and shield pendant as well as a white cloak only going down to his knees.

They all also saw that the two did have crystal medallions on their foreheads. Vallia’s was a rose quartz butterfly and Lyon’s was a sapphire wolf.

“Your pen pals are hot, Adrien,” Marinette smirked as she saw her honorary brother staring at Lyon.

“Shut up,” Adrien grumbled, making Marinette giggle.

Bustier turns to the class. “These two are going to be our guides through the sanctuary. Please show them the proper amount of respect since they are the ones that work here.”

Lyon and Vallia gave the teacher the side-eye. While they technically did work there, their family owned the sanctuary and it was like Bustier had completely forgot about that and thought that they were just employees of the sanctuary.

“Shouldn’t we be guided by adults,” Mylene asked, trying not to sound offensive to the two teens.

“We’re your tour guides because we are the only ones here fluent in French,” Lyon told the class, his French flawless.

Adrien hid that he was chuckling behind his hand. He knew the twins were fluent, but the looks on his classmate’s faces when Lyon spoke in French was just so funny.

“Before we begin, let us introduce ourselves,” Vallia said, also switching to French. “My name is Vallia and this is my twin brother, Lyon.”

“Please also take note of a few rules of the sanctuary,” Lyon says. “While the animals here have been tamed, do not touch or interact with them without permission. Certain movements or actions could cause them to badly react. They are all also on specific diets, so do not feed them unless we give you food to give them.”

“The plants should also all remain untouched,” Vallia added. “There are certain plants here that are not native to the area and survive here only because we created the right environments for them. Especially the ghost orchid. There are barely even 2000 ghost orchid plants left in the world and they need to remain here so that they do not go extinct.”

Most of the class nodded, understanding the rules. Lila hid how annoyed she was at not being able to take whatever beautiful plant she wants or touch any cute animal that she sees.

The tour than began, the class following the twins deeper into the sanctuary. Already they were starting to see a ton of the animals that lived there. There were some animals of Greek origins. Such as brown bears, red deer, lynxes, rock lizards, weasels, and wild boar. There were also more international animals. Like white-tailed deer from North America, jaguars from South America, pandas from China, African panthers and lions, Indian tigers, horses from Canada, even komodo dragons from Indonesia. And that was just the beginning.

“The Garden Family Sanctuary was founded almost a hundred years ago by siblings Apollo and Persephone Garden,” Lyon says. “Having been named after the god of the healing and the goddess of flowers, they had always loved helping nature and animals.”

“They started out with an animal shelter that took in any and all animals,” Vallia continued for her brother. “They had a very clear rule about being a no-kill shelter. The more popular they became, the more room they needed. And since they already came from a rich family, they bought more land. And over the years, it grew into the sanctuary you see today.”

“With the amount of animals and plants coming, there has been chat about buying land on another island to expand the sanctuary,” Lyon said. “Which means more area to protect from smugglers and poachers.”

“Your French is very good,” Marinette compliments them.

“Thank you, we’ve had years of practice,” Vallia says.

“It helped when we hosted a few French fashion designers here a few years ago for a charity fashion show,” Lyon said.

Adrien caught the smirk that Lyon sent his way. It made the blond blush.

The group continued walking through the sanctuary. A few of the animals curiously looked at the group, but chose not to get near them. There were a few did cuddle up to the twins, who happily petted them before sending them away with a treat in their mouth.

But even as the twins tried to talk about the sanctuary, Lila was still telling her lies as the classmates not under her spell surrounded her. They listened to her more than they did their actual tour guides.

“Yeah, poachers and smugglers try to get in all the time,” she was saying. “The first time I was here, I saw one and tried to tell the employees and they didn’t believe me. They certainly did after I single-handedly stopped him from taking a rare blue tiger.”

“That is so cool, Lila,” Rose unknowingly encouraged more lying. 

“They should make you a partner here if you caught a poacher that they did not even know was there,” Alya said.

“They wanted to, but my mother said I was too young to be part of a business,” Lila says.

Adrien saw the twins look at each other as they hear what is being said. He knew that while the two were mostly quiet around those they do not know, other than when they gave tours, they would definitely not take liars sitting down. They were extremely protective of their family, which was why Lyon practiced archery while Vallia is an expert with the bo-staff.

“The Garden family would never offer someone outside of the family a part of the sanctuary,” Lyon stated, making the class look at him.

“We would appreciate you not tell such tall tales about such a charitable family,” Vallia crossed her arms. “They are well-respected by all of Greece and do not deserve to have such lies told about them.”

The class looked very insulted at the accusation of Lila being a liar, which happened whenever anyone said that. It happened more than you think since Bustier’s class was the only one in the entire school that actually believed her. Everyone else knew that Lila was nothing but a liar.

“Something tells me that things are about to get interesting,” Juleka whispered to the rest of their group.

“You’re the one that knows them, Adrien,” Marinette says. “What do you think they’ll do?”

“I’ve been in contact with them for years,” Adrien said. “And from all I know about them, it’s a slight miracle that Lyon hasn’t already threatened to shoot her with an arrow.”

“Does he do that often,” Nathaniel raised an eyebrow.

“Only to those that really anger him, really annoy him, or threaten his family,” Adrien said. “But that last part also includes the sanctuary and all of the animals kept here.”

“Guess we should be thankful that he doesn’t have them on him right now,” Kim says. “Even if he could get rid of our liar problem with a single shot.”

“Lyon was actually scouted by the coach of the Greek Olympian archery team,” Adrien tells them. “But Lyon doesn’t like competition. He says that they are nothing but barbaric events meant to to do nothing but enlarge egos and decrease braincells.”

“Can are class even lose what they don’t have,” Marinette smirked.

All of them laughed at her joke. When Marinette got sassy and sarcastic, it was hilarious. She could sass-talk like nobody’s business.

“Haw dare you,” Lila put a hand over her heart and then started up the crocodile tears again. “How could you be so mean to me?”

That was when her sheep glared at the twins.

“Lila is not a liar,” Alya was her main supporter as usual. “You’re nothing but simple employees. I bet you do not even know the Garden family. Lila, on the other hand, is basically an honorary member of their family.”

Both twins crossed their arms this time, staring down the class.

“Let us fully introduce ourselves,” Lyon narrowed his eyes at them. “My name is Lyon Garden and this is my twin sister, Vallia Garden. Our family owns this sanctuary and neither of us nor the rest of their family have ever met this girl.”

Adrien was seriously smirking at this point. He had seen this coming and was very glad that it had finally was. Especially since Lila did not even get the number of family members right. There were two Garden parents, but the children were another story. Lyon and Vallia were the youngest of the family, but Vallia was the only girl and they had two older brothers.

“You’re probably just lying to make Lila look bad because you’re jealous,” Alix glared at the twins. “She’s connected to the Gardens while you are not.”

“Don’t believe us, we don’t care, but we do have a friend in your class that knows who we are,” Vallia giggled. “Isn’t that right, Adrien?”

The sheep looked at the model. He only smirked as he joined Lyon and Vallia’s side.

“You two certainly know how to make an impression,” Adrien tells them, chuckling.

“If we really wanted to make an impression, I would have started at my favorite wolf den,” Lyon snickered. “But I would have been too tempted to order my wolves to eat them.”

Adrien laughed at the looks of horror on his classmates’ faces.

“If you guys haven’t figured it out, it was my family that the twins were talking about before,” Adrien says. “We were the ones that came here for the charity fashion show. It was great to meet the two youngest members of the Garden family.”

“So these are the sheep that follow that liar like lost puppies,” Vallia looked at Adrien. “The liar that doesn’t know how to take ‘no’ for an answer?”

“Got it in one, Vallia,” Adrien says. “And she’s been telling lies about your family since this field trip started. She even said that your family was three girls and two boys.”

The twins rolled their eyes.

“Wow,” Lyon shook his head. “Vallia might wish she had a sister, it’s just us and our two older brothers with our parents.”

Vallia playfully slapped her brother’s shoulder.

While Adrien took his two friends over to the rest of his group to introduce them, the rest of the class finally seemed to get that Lila did indeed lie to them. They turned on her like lions on an antelope and started yelling at her for lying to them.

The twins made mental notes to contact their parents about needing to sue a girl for slander and defamation.