#ina noire

[octoberautumnbox]

Dito Muna Tayo.

BINI Aiah Arceta & Male Reader

Categories/warnings: angst, smut, escort, birth control

Word count: 1.1k

a/n: prompt by @i-am-lifeform24! the one in the compilation is in all English but this was the original and I was so in love with this version that I just had to post it too :DDDD the english ver didnt do it justice it killed me to translate

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It came easier than most with him, she could even say it came easy, period. He wasn't like anyone Aiah had ever been with: his gaze was always soft, his touch always gentle, his tone always sweet when it came to her. Of course, she didn't know the alternative; she only knows the him that texts her every first Friday at 5:30 p.m. asking if she's busy that night. And she never is, or, always is, because first Friday nights are blocked off by default for her favorite patron. 

It was a broken record that she never tired of: she dresses pretty, he picks her up, they get dinner and drinks, and he takes her back to his place. He and Aiah are so used to it at this point that he keeps telling her to stop dressing too nice but she just can't help it, she has to look good for him!

~~~

It's the most predictable thing in the world, hopping into his car and letting him rub her inner thigh as he drives. It's absolutely no surprise when he orders the steak for himself and the large poutine for the both of them to share. It's the normalest occurrence when the violin guy hovers over their table with a heart-wrenchingly beautiful melody as he admires her eyes over the candlelight. And it sure as hell isn't anything special when she offers his left arm to cling to as they walk back to his car, so much so that the wine he holds with his right arm makes its way to Aiah's instead. 

“Maganda ‘to, ah, 2020?” She looks over the label, finding a pinot noir brand she couldn't recognize. “Lalasingin mo ‘ko, pararausan, itatapon ‘pag sawa na. Alam na alam ko ‘yang mga tulad mo,” she teases.

“Kailan kita tinapon? Ang sarap lagi ng pinapakain ko sa 'yo, wala kang inaabot kundi lambing sa kama ko, hinahatid kita nang ligtas sa bahay mo tuwing linggo,” he retorts with a chuckle, counting each one on his fingers. He opens the door for her, and she plants a sweet peck on his lips before settling elegantly back into the car.

~~~

It's all the same game to her, yet she can't deny it's exhilarating every time. Her grip is tight around his back and shoulders, her pedicured nails digging into his skin as he parts her pussy lips apart for him. She moans sweetly, “Putangina, sige pa, please…” as he diligently fulfills each of her prior requests. He does everything she asks of him: in front of the mirror, against the wall, in the bathtub, but Aiah's favorite and the one that absolutely has to end each night, bareback missionary on his fluffy bed while she holds him close to kiss, to hug, to whisper her sweet nothings into his ear. 

“Tangina, ang sarap mo, Aiah, ‘di talaga ako magsasawa sa ‘yo,” he says back, and he kisses her neck gently, driving her wild. 

It's all the same game to her, and it's so easy to predict: the neck kisses come when he's close. She feels him throbbing inside her as he pounds her into the mattress, he's going faster, deeper, and she fires a prayer up to whom it may concern that he goes rougher and rougher still, until–

“Tangina, tangina, putang ina!!!” she screams loud, giving herself up in service to his pleasure. He erupts in between her velvet walls, shooting his thick and warm seed into her womb, all the while her pussy milks him for everything he's got. He shuts her up with his lips on hers, and Aiah can't help but return his love; she takes his head in her hands, locking him in her embrace. 

And once it's all over, he falls to her side to let her breathe. An arm underneath her head, a cursory “good night,” and all the warmth of the world in him are all it takes to rob her of her consciousness. As the world fades around her, he pulls her close to his chest, and the last thing she remembers, like always, is the aroma of his sweat evidencing his satisfaction with her services. 

~~~

Before she knows it, sunshine peeks in from between the drawn curtains. He's downstairs getting ready in a gorgeous casual look that never fails to take Aiah's breath away, and he's probably fixing her a platter of pandesal or a bowl of lugaw or whatever to bring to the car and have for breakfast as he drives her back home. 

Albeit a bit wobbly, she's able to make her way downstairs. Like clockwork, there he is, finishing up her meal and packing it safely for the car, and she makes her way to the sofa and rubs the sleep out her eyes. She wants to say something, but holds back because she knows the tears will follow. Her lips form the shape for the first word, but no air comes out. She repeats in her head again and again, “Pwede bang dito muna tayo?” knowing the answer will always be no, so she never tries. Why go against the program, why ruin such a good thing? 

~~~

She takes a careful bite of the hardboiled egg, and noticeably he slows down before the speed bump at the entrance to her subdivision. In no time at all they arrive outside her house, and Aiah sets her dirty dishes on the dashboard in front of her. 

“Ingat ka,” she whispers, avoiding his eyes. The usual white envelope falls onto her lap, and she hears his seatbelt unclasp and fly back taut. Not giving him a chance, she undoes her own seatbelt and hurriedly pushes her door open, leaving him behind. She runs back to her privacy, swinging open the door and shutting it nearly hard enough to break it. Aiah holds her breath in wait before finally she lets go when his engine roars to life and grows progressively quieter the farther away he gets. 

Finally, the tears fall. She buries her face in her hands and screams a scream that would end worlds, then composes herself while she wipes the liquid pain from her eyes. She opens the envelope: fifteen blue bills and a blister pack of her usual birth control. The sight rips her chest apart, and the envelope and its contents are thrown to scatter all over her foyer. Aiah crumples into a fetal position and tumbles to her side, hugging her knees and wallowing in the dread of missing him not even five minutes after they part for another month. 

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[kairiscorner]

HII POOO im thinking about spidernoir x filipino!reader where the reader likes to flirts with him in Tagalog for fun and Noir never understands what’s even happening bc they refuse to give him the english translation

LMAO so he slowly learns the language himself, finally understands what theyve been saying and tries to rizzes back (but fails miserably bc the phrase he said ended up being a curse word/insult) *sunglasses*

HIII omg ate @binibinileonara and i were just talking about something like that actually LMAO, BUT THIS IS FUNNY, IMMA DO IT !!!

(reblogs are greatly appreciated, it helps get my content out there! if you guys like what you see, please reblog it too <:D)

you always called him 'iyong pinakaminamahal', 'aking pinakaguwapong jowa', and... so many other terms of endearment in your native language or dialect. peter adored you so, so much, and it frustrated him he could never understand right away what you called him. he was unfamiliar with a lot of the terms in the language you spoke, and though he was more than willing to learn all that you spoke to him, you were always quite the tease.

whenever he asked you what you meant by those words you spoke in sweet, loving tones to him, you always smirked and pressed your finger to your lips with a slight giggle or wink. "di ko sasabihin..." you'd tease him as he'd chuckle along with you, though with small undertones of annoyance at how he could never really get back at you with expressing his love for you in a language you didn't understand.

luckily, though, noir could always depend on learning your native tongue from the younger kids he knew down your street. whenever he'd greet them, they would usually be talking to each other--giggling or screaming--and he'd pick up the slang and words from them. one word he was taught by some of the older kids was one that always brought smiles and laughter from the other kids, especially after a fight. he asked what it meant, and it apparently meant 'i'm beyond attracted to you, you're the only one for me.'

"and to believe i only have to say these three words...? wow, what a powerful phrase." he murmured to himself as he gently wrapped his arms around you from behind, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck. "mahal..." he cooed to you as you turned your head to look at him with a smile. "yes, mahal?" you responded to him as peter looked up at you with a beaming smile and gleaming eyes. he took in a deep breath, and with a sweet voice, he finally uttered those three words he's been looking for to tell you.

"putang ina mo."

you looked at him with such... an unreadable expression. you couldn't fathom what he just told you, and that just made peter smile wider, believing you had no words for what he said because you were that blown away by how much love he had for you. "i'm really beyond attracted to you, love... you're the only one for me, putang ina m--" "ANONG SINABI MO?" you exclaimed as you pushed him off you and reached down for your slipper. peter was extremely confused, what had he done wrong? "love, i--" "HUWAG MO KONG I-LOVE, LOVE DIYAN, AH, AMBASTOS MO!" "love, please!" peter pleaded as you hit him with your slipper, getting angry and yelling at him all the while. he tried to explain all he meant was telling you were the one for him, how could you have gotten so angry about that?

well... guess peter won't be taking advice from those kids anymore...!

tags !! @thecoolerdor @binibinileonara

[eights-world]

When does dog man au take place

im assuming youre referring to the supa serious au, and honestly idkk and dont care

my original thought was to base it around the 30s bc i thought itd be funny/i gave rory i whole noir detective thing,, but i dropped it. so now theyre kinda ina miscellaneous early to mid 2000s era

[princess-of-the-corner]

ok so imagine

the one where adrian is erased from e4xistence by an akuma and chloe goes all rage mode and they get sent back in time...

imagine if hawkmoth found out adrian was chat noir and that one of his akumas basically killed him.....

(ina timeline where they didnt go back in time and the akuma won)

how woudl he react

Oh yeah in hc/ll? Gabriel would be horrified.

Doubly so in the alternate timeline where there's not quite a way to bring him back.

[abelkia]

La playlist de l'émission de ce jeudi matin sur Radio Campus Bruxelles entre 6h30 et 9h : Luc Ferrari "Promenade symphonique dans un paysage musical ou Un jour de fête à El-Oued en 1976" (Presque Rien/INA grm/1980) Laurie Spiegel "Drums" (The Expanding Universe/Unseen Worlds/1980-2019) Benjamin Lew & Steven Brown "A.D. sur la carte" (Fictions (Made to Measure Vol.47)/Crammed Discs/2022) Roxane Métayer "Oeil noir, crin jaune" (Perl​é​e de sè​ve/Marionette/2023) Arnold Dreyblatt & The Orchestra of Excited Strings "Nodal Excitation" (Nodal Excitation/Drag City Records/1982-2015) Wild Classical Music Ensemble & Lee Ranaldo "The World is Hard for Me" (Hell Gate/La Belle Brute/2023) Don Cherry "Brown Rice" (Brown Rice/EMI Records/1975) Annelies Monseré "Shells" (Mares/Horn of Plenty <O/2023) Elysian Fields "Diamonds All Day" (Elysian Fields EP/Radioactive/1996) Fauve "The Thin Skin" (Fauve/Gentlemen Records/2006) Spoonfed Hybrid "The Sun Always Changes My Mind" (7"/Le Tatou Colérique – Debout / Couché/1995) The Montgolfier Brothers "Even If My Mind Can't Tell You" (Seventeen Stars/Caroline True Records/1999-2019) Aksak Maboul "Zone Blanche" (Une Aventure de VV (Songspiel)/Crammed Discs/2023) Tsirihaka Harrivel & Vimala Pons "Si je meurs" (Victoire chose/Murailles Music-Teenage Menopause RDS/2019) Peel Dream Magazine "Art Today" (Modern Meta Physic/Slumberland Records/201!) Swell Maps "Let's Build a Car" (7"/Rough Trade Records/1980) Albert Marcoeur "Elle était belle" (Album à colorier/Atlantic/1976) The Smiths "How Soon is Now ?" (12"/Rough Trade Records/1985) https://www.instagram.com/p/CpkQZZgtuhY/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[qnewsau]

Kylie Minogue serves film noir in Lights Camera Action video

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Kylie Minogue serves film noir in Lights Camera Action video

Kylie Minogue dropped the music video for her Tension II lead single Lights Camera Action over and it’s giving Hollywood film set glamour.

The track, which was produced by Lewis Thompson, was co-written by Kylie, Thompson and Ina Wroldsen, who also co-wrote Padam Padam.

“Tune it in, tune it out, all I want is the noise/Turn it up, turn it loud till you ain’t got a choice,” she sings on the chorus.

For the music video, filmed in Budapest, Kylie shows off her acting chops, as photographer, to camera operator to film star.

“The Tension era has been so special to me,” she explained.

“I can’t possibly let it be over just yet! Welcome to Tension II.”

Kylie Minogue is up for five ARIA Awards

Kylie Minogue’s Tension II is out October 18.

Earlier this month, Kylie finally announced that her highly anticipated Tension tour is kicking off in Australia in February. This week she revealed more dates as the ticket pre-sales started.

On Thursday, it was announced Kylie Minogue is up for five ARIA Awards in November.

Thanks to Tension and its brilliant title track, Kylie is up for Best Solo Artist, Album of the Year, Best Independent Release, Best Pop Release and the publicly-voted Song of the Year.

Kylie Minogue last year scored her first ARIA Award in 20 years – and 17th overall – thanks to the monster success of Padam Padam.

For the queer pop fans, she’s up against pop prince Troye Sivan in four of those ARIA categories in which he’s also nominated (Best Solo Artist, Album of the Year, Best Pop Release, Song of the Year).

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[ugfriends]

Lapvona by Ottessa Moshfegh is on deck A medieval benighted world a noir Shrek Marek the name recalls a Joseph Merrick Think a masochist hellscape atmospheric A Zurbaran lamb cover offered to Molech

Ina's breast milk is the village on tap beer A style choice wearing horse eye souvenir Villiam living a perpetual diversion farce He is comedy gold not the grape and arse Like Monty Python lovely filth down here

Confinement for immaculate conception Agata in bed A Rose for Emily perception Villagers starving some even go cannibal They may need bite muzzle like Hannibal Immovable selfishness from the inception

Ina and Grigor have deciphered each scam Grigor's god is Ina but the world is a sham If thrown from cliff in a world of mobsters You will not have to walk among monsters Maybe but can anyone catch the wee lamb?

[lunaokami30]

Prénom : Inaya Surnom : Ina, Inayou, Iny Age : Ado 16ans / Adulte 20ans Sexe : Femelle/Femme Espèce : Humaine/Louve Relation : En couple avec Donatello (Voir au rp) Amies : Marine, Leonardo, Raphaël, Michelangelo. Armes : Une père qui peu devenir un fouet.

Aime : ses ami, Donniez (en amour), la vie, le dessin, manger des pizza et autres, jouer au jeu vidéo, lire, les balade en forêt, l'eau et s'entraîner à être plus forte. Aime Pas : Le mensonge, ses parents, l'abandon, la maltraitance, la mort et être pris pour une conne.

Caractère : Elle est curieuse, super gentille que avec ses amies, peut être méchante, douce, courageuse et marine.

Physique : Elle est grande cheveux bleu, yeux bleu avec des oreilles et queue de louve noir, elle porte un colier noir avec une chaine en noir et d'un médaillon dorée, elle s'habille d'un short noir, d'un haut beige, des collant couleur bordeaux, d'un manteau avec capuche de couleur violet foncée, d'une ceinture autour de la taille marron et des bottes marron foncée.

Histoire : Elle n'a jamais connu ses parents, car on dit qu'il on abandonner Inaya , car elle n'était pas vraiment humaine et donc il l'on laisser seule, lorsqu'elle fut ado quelque lui a raconter cela et elle ne la pas cru , du coup elle s'en allait et depuis elle s'en fou, plus tard étant adulte , elle a revu ses parents et elle a était de suite rejeter du coup elle est parti faire sa vie seul et depuis ce jour elle déteste ses parents, elle a rencontrer les Tortue et d'autre ami qu'elle apprécie et qui l'aime comme elle est.

[owenneillfilmblog2]

On Set Production - Critical Reflection

Process 

Snap 

I was the gaffer for this film. Around a week before the shoot, I was sent the kit list so that I could familiarize myself with the equipment, specifically the lights. For the shoot we had a lilliput kit and a Kino Flo light. The only experience I had with the Kino Flo was as a 2nd AC where I was just helping to set it up. Throughout the shoot we only used the Kino Flo and one lilliput, so the set-up time was relatively short. On arrival to the set, I was shown rough floor plans but because the room was smaller than expected we had to change them quite a bit. What I enjoyed a lot about the shoot was how Molly, the DoP, let me experiment with the light setups. She would describe the type of lighting she wanted and would trust me to sort the lighting, what was especially useful was that I had a monitor next to the Kino Flo most of the time so I could see the shot. I would then get feedback from Molly on the lighting. The Kino Flo was the biggest challenge on set, it took me a while to figure out the software, but it was quick to learn, especially as, because the film was being shot for black and white the kelvin of the light was not a concern, so I did not need to touch that setting on the light. 

My Love is Not Gentle 

I was the sound recordist on this film, it was quite difficult to do as there was constantly building work happening above us (apart from the half an hour we were on break for). At first, I tried keeping the input level relatively low in order to try not to get too many building noises in the file, but this did not work in quieter scenes, especially when Ina was shooting a wide as we could not get the boom in close enough. I think having Lav mics would have solved this, but we did not have any booked out on the day. Whilst shooting I had the mix pre and monitored input levels whilst Mark Anthony held the boom pole. This worked quite well as it allowed me to change the levels to adapt to changes in blocking however it became a bit of a hassle in the bedroom scene as the space was quite small and we had a lot of people in that space. This meant I had to hide in the en-suite bathroom whilst we shot this scene, and I could not see the actors so found it harder to time the changes in input levels, but this was not the end of the world as the actors stayed pretty consistent in their performances. We also had an issue where when we were recording room tone the builders were hitting something with a hammer, so I think, as room tone, it wouldn’t really work because it isn’t a consistent noise. 

Final Product 

Snap 

As the gaffer for this project, I will discuss exclusively the lighting. I think for the shots outside a light pointing at the actress as she opens the door would have been useful as she is quite dimly lit when compared to the actress standing outside. For the wide shot I think I lit the wall behind the subjects to bright, to the point where it doesn’t really fit the noir theme, but I do like the shadow that moves across the wall as she sits down. On the actress on the left I am happy with how the backlighting looks, we spent a lot of time getting the angle of the Kino Flo right so that it hits the top and back of her hair, however I think the Kino Flo was responsible for the back wall being so bright, so it might have been a good idea for us to try and fit a black flag in there somewhere to mitigate that. I also think the close ups on hands look a little bit too inconsistent with the rest of the film, we pointed the liliput at them instead of bouncing it like we had for the rest of the film to try and get lots of shadows and contrast, I think it becomes quite obvious that the lighting has changed between the wide and the close up. But overall, I think, with some exceptions, the lighting works quite well for the noir genre. 

My Love is Not Gentle 

I was the sound recordist for this film, so I will discuss the sound, keeping in mind that there was sound design work done on the film (not by me). I think in the opening scene, you can hear the actor, Michael’s voice get more echoey as he walks away, this would have been solved by either lav mics or better positioning of the boom, although the room was quite small so we didn’t have a lot of options in that regard. For most of the film I think that the main issue is that in wides, where both actors are in frame, one of them obviously sounds closer to the boom than the other, I might have been able to resolve this by being more attentive with the input level, changing it depending on who was speaking, but that wouldn’t have resolved the issue of the echo. There are also parts of the film where I think I can hear the building work happening, although the sound editor did a very good job of getting rid of it throughout almost the entire film. This is another issue that could have been solved by better boom positioning, having it closer to the actors and being more mobile with it so that we could keep it close to whoever was speaking. I think in general dialogue is very clear and easy to understand, despite the problems we had on set. Although, I think much of that is thanks to the sound design. 

[eric2ews]

Mémoires noires : Bordeaux et Liverpool, ports négriers | INA

Mémoires noires : Bordeaux et Liverpool, ports négriers | INA quand il ny en a que contre Marseille que lon aime tant pointer le doigt sur Marseille et quon sinteresse aux mafias installees en Charente comment les rackets chantages trafics de drogues et enfants et adultes les reseaux portugal hollande maghreb mexique colombie Thailande vers la charente vendee bordeaux et jusquen bretagne quon…

[if-you-fan-a-fire]

“MEURTRE RUES AINT-JACQUES?” Le Petit Journal (Montréal), November 6, 1932. Page 18. ---- Le verdict officiel à la morgue déclare “naturelle” la mort de la négresse Mon Waldrove, mais les circonstances qui entourent ce drame sont étranges. — Bataille entre deux rivales? ---- QUI EST LA FEMME BLANCHE? --- La négresse, Mon Waldrove, dont le cadavre repose présentement à la morgue, fut-elle assassinée? Ba mort fut-elle violente où naturelle? Le verdict officiel incline vers cette dernière théorie, quoique le diagnostic signé par le docteur Roussel laisse champ libre à des suppositions. La version des témoins cependant, surtout celle de Ruby Richmond, servante de la victime, porte l'esprit vers l'autre conclusion. Les circonstances étranges entourant le drame pourraient appuyer les soupçons convergeant Vers la possibilité d'un acte criminel,

 PARTIE DE CARTES Mme Waldrove dirigeait une “pension”. Elle hébergeait une douzaine de négres au numéro 4110 ouest, rue Saint-Jacques, Hier, quelques-uns de ses pensionnaires commencèrent une partie de ‘whist’. Parmi les partenaires, il y avait un noir en visite. La partie proe céda. Après quelques minutes de jeu, un appel téléphonique fit leves l'étranger. Sa femme lui intimatt l'ordre de revenir ches lui. On lens tendit répondre: “Je serai près de toi, dans une minute”!  Puis, il se rassit et, pris par la partie, s'attarda. QUERELLE DE FEMMES Quelques instants plus tard, uné “femme blanche”, l'épouse du noir semble-t-il, entra et essaya de le frapper à la tête, avec un instruement caché aux yeux dans sa saroche. Mme Waldrove s'interposat “Je ne veux pas de bataille dans ma maison!” dit-elle. La “blanche” lui déversa un flot d'injures et parrut l'accuser de “bontés” envers son mari. Les deux femmes s'enfermément dans une chambre voisine. Bientôt, toute la maisonnée était ameutée par les cris de Mme Waledrove. On se précipite. Dans l’appartement on vit la maitresse de pension tenant entre ses bras, la visiteuse enragée. Une lutte avait leu. Mme Waldrove semblait souffrir de l'estomac. 

“Aidez-moi, dit-elle, aux nouveaux arrivants, cette femme-là (en indiquant la blanche) veut se précipiter par la fenêtre”. 

A partir de cet instant, on ne peut plus rien savoir sur les aliées etvenues de son adversaire. Toujours est-il (et là la situation devient compliquée), que Mme Waldrove descendit dans le restaurant de l’étage inférieur, s'y écroula et mourut sans dire un mot. 

UN MYSTERE Mais, voilà le point d'interrogation, que se passa-t-il, entre elle et la femme “blanche” quand la porte de la chambre était fermée? Qui est la “femme” blanche? La petite Richmond avousit au rédacteur du “Petit Journal” ce matin, qu’el'e l'avait rencontrée plusieurs fois? Comment ne savait-elle point son nom? Ou elle habitait? Pourquoi, pendant que le même rédacteur ina terrogeait Mlle Richmond, une autre négresse qui se trouvait là faisait-elle à la jeune fille, un clin d'œil entendu? 

Si nous avions pu lire dans les consciences? S'agisait-il entre la “blanche’ mystérieuse mariée à un nègre et Mme Waldrore, d'une jalousis par rapport au mari? La “blanche” mystérieuse auralt-elle frappé Mme Waldrove au coeur, d'un coup de poing ou de lobe caché dans sa sacoche, sans faire de blessure visible?

Mystère qu’on ne resoudra jamais peut-étre.

[neptuniadoesstuff]

My part lol

(may or not be very long so yeh this is why it's here) vvv

Noir:

QnA

She doesn't really know. She's more neutral tbh.

Not really. She doenst even know the geographic of Tamrial itself other than that of the Isles. Which is not apart of Tamrielbut then again I'm not sure if geographics are even taught.

Her DemiPlane is pretty similar to the Mortal realm, but with some hints of random stuff not seen in the Mortal realm. One of them being strange pastel crystals which is actually syrup coming from strange white trees. It's main region is the square (aka the village/city She created from her mind) but there are other regions but she... doesn't really talk about them at all. (Unless it one of those regions where she keeps a certain Dunmer in)

HCs

This may or may not be true- I however didn't really do much with her lore so-

She doenst even want to touch em or be near them. So she just let's Mirage (her 2nd dad thing aka Caretaker) do the work. Minus the fact he uh.... is a menace doing so-

Y e s . J u s t y e s . (Well she does still blink just not when she's staring at someone who just committed to worse crime to her eyes)

Dr. Jeremiah Cyberthorne:

QnA

He focuses on mathematics, machines/tech, & biology

Not really, Especially during the war he became pretty paranoid that he & the ppl he's close to will die. (This paranoia has lasted since his great grandmother died from a freak lab accident)

No one knows why he was chosen. Although some speculate that his family have a very close bond with the Royal family for generations.

HCs

Y e s (but isn't a hoarder bcs he has 2 D R A G O N E T S A T M )

Prob

I can't deny or agree with this... but let's just say... he may or may not does-

Isma:

QnA

When she & him were still well... Humans, they met at a Cafe. That's really it tbh. (Bcs Isma can't really remember when or how since it's been quite a long time she's been ded)

She has, but decides not to, bcs Malice WILL KNOW! (Speaking of Malice, ill get to him soon)

Isma comes from a Arabic/Egyptian background. (Yes she can speak Arabic) So she thought it be a nice name to name the child since 1) it's a Arabic name, & 2) she thought it was pretty

HCs

Actually she does have a rattle, although she can make the rattle go silent bcs she can

I really dunno how to answer this tbh. (I can't think rn)

Hmmmm maybe

E.N.A:

QnA

She has many times. But primarily for mission bcs her creator, Dr. B, is paranoid that she'll suffer the same fate as his duaghter, Ina.

They became fused with the fragments of Ouroboros, which turned them into monsters. (Also bcs She wanted to have some control in her life w/o being considered "a robot" by the others)

Shes mostly human (bcs her brain is still intact minus the fact the lower half of her human body was turned into mushed meat). But she does have a inhumane ability which is to basically copy whatever fragment that is from a primal god & turn it into a weapon mortals can use.

HCs

This is all true. However the scientists do wear anti-shock suits when near the "AIs".

She can still somewhat feel it, but only fragments of it. (Which makes her embarrassed on why she's so different from the others)

This is all true. While yeh still has her past memories, they're pretty blurry in the sense of... Well... She's frikin unded, & was sorta ded for awhile before being turned into the AI we know today.

NOW ITS MY TURN TO ASK THE QEUSTIONS!

Peter:

QnA

Has he told Isma that he's trans?

How does he feel about being a messenger for Harmona?

Has there a instance of someone looking at him like they would want to make a meal out of him bcs well... Bird

HCs

Possibly very scared of reptiles unless it's his wife.

Very much sorta paranoid that he forcibly shelters his kids but doesn't realize it at all.

May or may sleep during the day, but mainly due to stress in the time he should actually be sleeping.

King Malice:

QnA

What is his opinion on common/normal foods that isn't the stuff he would eet/drink all of the time?

Has he EVER murked someone over a small insult that was made to him?

Has he ever been a relationship with anyone during his reign as the God of Beauty & Violence?

(Extra) How does he feel about being called "Adder" (aka his original/mortal name) by Harmona?

HCs

May or may not dabbled in cannibalism before.

Despises Vallah bcs he think he's better than her EVEN THOUGH she can spite him in a instant.

Has a "Sober" form where he basically is tired 24/7 & his jelly reverts to a normal grape flavor & his hair becomes a blonde. Also is a pale white color with eyebags. (Only will happen when he isn't allowed wine for a certain amount of time)

Gynaephora:

QnA

How did she feel about her father dying?

Has there been other dragons she met in RoR?

Does she wish to go back how things originally were before being the queen later in life?

HCs

Likes making snowmen for funsies

May or may not wear a cute lookin hoodie.

Over all a complete gremlin who may or may not be seen "annoying" by others

Mr. Casanova (FNV Alt):

QnA

So like... how in the world di he become a White Glove? & if there's a reason why, then why?

Does he enjoy eeting other humans? Is it bcs of the taste or smtn else?

How did he form his group/gang?

HCs

Possibly knows about Sanchi's lil crush on him but doenst talk about it bcs why not

He likes to name his weapons after types of flowers, but primarily roses.

Will often have his hair down when under complete stress or very depressed. (Also I think he may or may not tie his hair in different ways just bcs)

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Noir:

Questions

What are her opinions on each of her (close) relatives?

Has she been to many of the provinces? If so, what are her thoughts on the ones she’s been too?

What is her demiplane like- or, even, what are its regions like if there’s variety

Headcanons

Her magic grows unstable during extreme emotions- more and more so, to the point that if she ever has panic attacks er watch out- random objects will be summoned and flying around everywhere- or spikey ice shield or smth

Hates spiders- buut is a bit overkill when it comes to small ones, and will cast full on fireball on a daddy long leg

Literally doesn’t blink unless using it in a ‘what the heck’ sort of way

Cyberthorne:

Questions

What field(s) of science does he primarily focus on?

Does he leave the city he’s in often?

How / why was he chosen specifically by the queen?

Headcanons

Loves plasma lamps- probably owns like a dozen (could stare at them for hours)

Uses really long words- not to sound fancy he just likes them- then gets confused why nobody understands what he’s saying

… May lick salt lamps, tho he wont confirm nor deny this

Isma:

Questions

How exactly did her and peter meet? (Since methinks we only planned Diamondback and petrus’ meeting?)

Has she ever considered running away from Malice with Peter so they can finally be together without their respective gods breathing down their necks?

How did she choose her daughter’s name?

Headcanons

Despite not having a rattle, when she’s angry somehow shaking her tail produces a rattling sound (funky spirit stuff)

Can easily scale walls with her claws- and her footsteps are completely silent

Pupils grow bigger or smaller depending on lighting and focus like a cat

E.N.A:

Questions

Has she ever left the lab? Was she allowed to- or was this completely against the rules?

Why did she eventually decide to take down those who made her?

Is she more human(?) or robot? Does she have any inhuman abilities due to her cyborg parts?

Headcanons

Really prone to giving people static shock- and also despite eating, can technically survive off sunlight or electricity.

Genuinely struggles feeling texture- kinda jealous that some people can pet fluffy animals and actually really feel the… softness?

Randomly gets flashes of her past life in dreams and nightmares- and considers them well, just that… except oddly vivid with a side of deja vu

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Happy Diwali folks!

I just.......barfed? an idea???

What if? Indian!Ladybug and Chat Noir????

I mean, I wish but yeah.

I kinda feel that this would be set right at the peak of the Indian Freedom Fighting Movement. Exactly when wheels started moving?

Mangala basically means "auspicious" and is an actual figure in Hinduism. So is Shani. Look em up, what they represent kinda describes these two miraculouses (*miraculi?) pretty well.

Mangala is a Marathi girl (*hence the traditional saree kinda uniform.) (*very much based on Rani Laxmi Bai, thank you very much.) Instead of the traditional waist ornaments, its a yoyo :)

Shani's uniform is actually based off the original INA uniform from the old photos, except black. I think the staff could double as a rifle.

I have a feeling that these two would just work behind the background, cutting off supply lines, aiding the movement from behind the scenes. The British officials (*wherever they live, I have no specific idea) set put bounties. But. They. Never. Get. Captured.

It annoys them to no end.

I'm just wishful for a little more integrated Indian representation, really. Cheers!

Do tell me if I'm wrong about some of the historical details though. Its been a few years since I picked up my history textbook😅

UPDATE!!!: This AU has a fic now!!!! THANK YOU PICTO!!!