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Reborn as Lila Rossi: The Fox and the Caterpillar (Chapter one)

Hi Hi Hi! This took longer than I thought. I am back from my vacation and can use my laptop again. The teaser came from my phone. I just wanted to push that idea into the world. However, let's begin.

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Lucia had a pretty shitty day. Her stepfather would divorce her mother. And to make it worse, they were also both fired from her job. Her dad really wanted to get rid of them. Was there a reason for that? No. Just the fact, that he did not want them anymore. Lucia just came from a big office building in her new hometown. She reported herself as jobles and got the paperwork to get money for her rent and all the important stuff.

She sat down on a bench after she realised that her bus would come in about 10 minutes. she did not even care that it is november and that the bench is cold like ice. Her pale hand pushed her brown and slightly curly hair from her face. (Ok. let's see. It's the end of the year. Pretty much no one is looking to fill positions, unles we talk about cleaning toilets and I am a 19 year old woman, fresh from college and little to no savings. To make it worse, I also can't rely on my mother. She lives in another town and also got fired.) Lucia stood up and took a few steps. "Can this get any worse?" Almost like it listened to her prayers, the bus she was waiting for drove up to her. Way to fast. Not that much of a surprise really. She herself almost slipped on the road this morning. Everything felt like it was slowed down but Lucia could not move. The bus could not stop in time and hit her.

Everything was dark. It felt like one of these dreams. You are close to waking up but you can‘t. Until your alarm finally sets you free. And that’s what happened.

An annoying ringing filled the room and Lucia opened her blurry eyes. She instantly found the phone and turned the alarm off. After she took a moment to stretch and wake up fully, she thought that she must be still dreaming. This room was not hers. There were masks hanging on the wall, next to her was a poster of a place in…. Italy? Maybe? And in another corner was a mirror with lamps and a desk with makeup.

„What the hell is….?“ she could not finish this sentence as she heard the voice of a woman calling…. Her? „Lila?! Are you up? Get ready! You don‘t want to be late for school right?“ that was not her name. But this name in combination with this room made a ton of sense. She rushed out of the bed in a panic and over to the mirror. „Yes… mom! I am up! Don’t worry!“ she looked at herself or rather the person she was supposed to be. There in the mirror was the face of Lila Rossi. One of the villains from this show called „miraculous“. Green eyes looked shocked into the mirror as ‚her mother‘ spoke again. „Ok good! I will be late tonight. There is food in the fridge and some lunch money on the table. Love you dear!“ the next thing she heard was a closing door. Lucia or now Lila looked at her phone to check the time. More than an hour left. Enough time to collect her thoughts. „ok. Relax! This has to be a mistake right? The last thing k remember is getting hit by a bus. And than….. nothing. So this has to be a coma dream or something. Worst case scenario would be, that this is my afterlife. A new chance as a villain that is supposed to fail. Great.“

She started to pick out some clothes and got dressed while she kept thinking. „Relax Lucia. This is not too bad! I mean, I know what is supposed to happen. I can make it better! Tell better lies! I don‘t have to fail. And besides, what’s the worst that could happen? If I really died, I can do whatever I want. And if not, then I will wake up sooner or later.“

By the time she was done getting dressed, she endet up in front of the mirror again and locked at herself. An idea formed in her head. „Ok I have to check this.“ Stepping closer to the mirror, she checked her eyes first. Only to find, that there are green contact lenses in them. ��This girl slept with contact lenses…. Insane. Ok. The hair next.“ she carefully and slowly grabbed her hair and pulled at the bangs. They moved and the rest with it. „Aha! So it really was always a wig. That explains why she did not like sports very much. At least that’s what I found about her.“ inspecting her makeup further, she found the usual stuff like foundation and concealer. However, she also found fake tanning drops to mix into the daily skin care. This caught Lucia off guard. Before she could put too much thought into it though, her phone rang again, telling her that she should go to school. She fixed her wig, put the contact lenses back in and grabbed her bag before she left the house. Luckily she kind of knew where she had to go.

It did not take her too long to find her school. However, finding the teachers lounge where Miss Bustier would meet me, would be more difficult. (I hope I can handle this. My schooldays have been over for a while. Not to mention my puberty days… oh god please have mercy.)

She knew she found the right place when she saw a young lady with orange-red hair and a mostly white outfit, talking Marinette Dupain-Cheng. (Ok. Here we go. Lila could not know that but her biggest mistake was to make an enemy of Marinette. They say ‚keep your friends close and your enemies closer. So here goes nothing!)

She approached them slowly, trying to appear a bit unsure. „Miss Bustier?“ Both the teacher and Marinette turned around. Miss bustier‘s face brightened as she saw Lila. „Ah! Lila Rossi! Good morning. We just talked about you.“ she continued as Lila stepped closer. „This is Marinette Dupain-Cheng. Our class representative.“ She looked friendly as she greeted Marinette. „Hello Marinette. It’s nice to meet you.“ Miss Bustier took both of them with her to class. Lila tried to remember the way while Marinette talked. „It’s nice to meet you too Lila. Welcome to our school and our class. If you need anything, don‘t hesitate to ask ok? Talking about questions, may I ask if you are allergic to anything? I prepare cake and stuff for everyone’s birthdays.“ Lila thought for a moment. „No. nothing that I know of. I’m good.“ They reached the classroom and Marinette sat down while Lila stood next to Miss Bustier‘s desk. She took the moment to look around. She vaguely remembered everyone’s name. Not too bad. She is supposed to be new anyway.

„Alright everyone! Sit down! As you can see, we have a new student starting today. Why don‘t you introduce yourself?“

Looking back at her new class and putting her smile back on, Lila cleared her throat. „Good morning. My name is Lila Rossi. I pretty much just arrived in Paris. Originally I come from Florenz in Italy. It’s nice to meet all of you.“ After introducing herself, Miss Bustier told me her to sit next to Nathaniel.

During her introduction, she saw how Chloé rolled her eyes and smirked. She had a feeling that this meant trouble. But she made a good first impression on Marinette and that was important. After all, only Marinette was a real threat here.

Class was more or less boring. She was able to keep up with most of what Miss Bustier was saying. When she had the chance, she thought about what to do. (I just have to keep it simple. My mother works for the embassy and therefore had to move a lot. Sometimes. In rare cases. I managed to see someone important but I did not get too close. One or two charity events. Not bragging too much. Keep it plausible. As plausible as possible at least. Now, how do I get my hands on a miraculous? I could stay close to Marinette and hope that she gives me one. However, Lila appears at the end of season 1. it will take a while for Marinette to become the new guardian. Also, even if she decides to give me one, she will take it back. That’s not good. So….oh! That’s it!)

The rest of the day remains boring. It should be the day when Adrien finds the book about the miraculous from his father. She needs to get her hands on that. During the longer lunch break, she tries to approach Marinette and the group.

„Hi everyone! Marinette? You told me to ask if I need anything. I think I should copy some notes to catch up with you in some classes. Especially history. Could you or someone else here help me?“ Marinette started to take out some notes but Adrien interrupted her. „I could help you. I wanted to study in the library anyway. You can copy my notes if you want.“ Marinette gets her panicked look hearing that. I look at her and smile, trying to assure her that it is ok. „Sure. That would be very nice. Thank you. I promise I won‘t bother you for too long. I take some notes, need a little nudge in history and that’s that.“

Adrien leaves soon after that. I tell him that I follow soon. Before that however, I need to talk to Marinette. „Don‘t worry Marinette. I really just need some notes. I don‘t want anything from Adrien.“ Marinette looks shocked but Alya puts her arm around Marinettes shoulder. „It really must be obvious when Lila can see you crush despite only being here for a day.“ Marinette started to blush but before she could say something, Miss Bustier approached us. „Excuse me, Marinette? Alya? I don’t want to bother you outside of school or during breaks but could you help me please?“

Marinette did not really want to. She wanted to tell me something, stop me from spending time with Adrien or even follow us. She wanted to do something and I knew that.

I met Adrien in the library. We sat down and I start to take notes. Of course I noticed that Adrien did not have a history book but the one about the miraculous. I am very lucky that the events still take place as they should. I try to listen for noises to make sure Marinette is not here. After a while I speak up.

„Hey…. That doesn’t look like a school book.“ Adrien reacted normal for someone who got caught doing something forbidden. But he tried to hide it. „Oh! Yeah well, ok. Yeah, this book has nothing to do with school. But I can‘t read it at home so….“ I just nodded and looked at the book. "This looks a lot like these heroes. Ladybug and Chat Noir." Adrien just nodded and did not stop me when i pulled the book over. I did notice how he smiled when i mentioned Ladybug. „Oh? Someone has a crush?“ Now he was really blushing. „Oh! Well…. She is just amazing…“

I flipped a few pages before I started talking again. „It must be a very tough job. I just heard a few things from my mom before we moved here. She really must be strong. They both must be strong if they can handle stuff like that every day.“ The alarm of Adrien’s phone started before he could answer anything. He jumped up and frantically started to pack his stuff. He also pulled the book about the miraculous over to his bag. I took a quick Look around but I couldn’t see tikki or Marinette. I stoped Adrien by pushing a few books of the table. While we both started to clean up, I pushed his book out of view.

He didn‘t notice it while he hurried out of the library and I did not ask him for a second meeting. I just thanked him for helping me before he left. After he was gone, I also left after putting the book into my own bag. (Sorry Adrien. But I really need this more than you. Also, your father should not have this.)

After I left the library, I kept my eyes open for Marinette. I had to make sure, she did not see how I took the book. After 10 minutes or so, I found her with Alya. I stayed out of sight and just listened. Marinette panicked because I could have flirted with Adrien but Alya seemed optimistic that I would not do that, while knowing how Marinette felt. It really sounded like they only talked about harmless stuff. If only Marinette knew. I am 19 for crying out loud. Yeah I have the body of a 14 to 15 year old teenager right now but still! Nope! Never! After convincing myself that Marinette didn‘t spy on me and didn‘t know about the book, I went home. There, I took out the book and started to take pictures with my phone. (Better be save than sorry.) after that, I took the time to actually look through my phone. I found notes about a room down close to the sewers. I also found tones of notes about lies and people I did not know. Knowing Lila though, they are probably people from her past. Good to know, that she wrote down the important stuff.

After taking and saving the pictures I took, I descided to get it over with.

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Alright! Here it is! It is done! I hope you liked it. I try to hurry and write the next chapter. I apologize for any spelling or grammar errors. If I don‘t finish the next chapter before christmas, I hope you have a great time!

See you soon!

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I’ve always wondered why I’m so harsh on Zoe outside of just her character being used to it’s simplest degree (ie just being a replacement for Chloe) and I think I get it now.

Zoe is a perfect example of the “good/perfect victim”. The writers literally used her to downplay Chloe’s own abuse experiences by saying “See? Here’s a teen who was also abused at school and she turned out to be a sweetheart who’s so much better than Chloe in every way” blatantly ignoring She and Chloe possibly different home lives because Zoe had a different father.

As someone with experiences of toxic home lives I don’t appreciate it when abuse gets undermined especially parental and Zoe being used as a mouthpiece for what I guess can be summed up as abuse apologia made me think so lowly of her as a character.

Thoughts?

I actually just got another ask about my thoughts on Zoe, so I'll schedule this to post the same day since it's topical. In that post, I talked about why she bugs me and it's because she reads like the main character in an escapist self-insert power-fantasy fanfic. Once again, to be extra clear, those types of fanfic are FINE! Power fantasies and escapism are extremely valid things that are popular in professional works, too. For example, they basically dominate isekai and romance stories, but Zoe showcases exactly why characters like this only work as main characters in escapist fantasies. If you try to make them work as a normal side character, they just feel weird. Make them the main character or don't write them. Since she's not the lead, why is she even here?

I didn't consider the perfect victim angle in that other post, but now that you've brought it up, I'm wondering if that was indeed why she was introduced. Is she here to show that someone could have Chloe's mom and still come out to be a good person? The writers do seem really obsessed with that idea as we see from this moment in Derision:

Marinette: (as she goes down the stairs) I just got three more hours of detention on Saturday, and it's all because of Chloé. Rose: Don’t be mad at her. She's this way because her mother left her when she was young. Mylène: So did mine! And you don't see me having fun bullying Marinette. We've got to do something about your pants. I'm afraid they might be ruined for good.

This isn't even why people think that Chloe is the way she is? It's not just because her mother left. It's her father's terrible parenting, her absurd wealth, and the fact that her mother didn't actually leave. Audrey is still very much around, she just ignores Chloe most of the time and insults her on the rare occasions when they're in the same place. That's a recipe for disaster.

Sure, some people are lucky enough to come out being a good person in spite of their messed up home life and those who come out as jerks don't get a free pass to be jerks, but it's not like it's a total shock when bad home lives lead to people being jerks. The bully with a bad home life is a stereotype for a reason.

I'll once again point to The Good Place as an excellent show to watch if you want to see a realistic journey for a Chloe-like character. A journey that acknowledges the struggles that come from a messed up home life without giving the characters a free pass to use that home life as an excuse for their actions. Part of their journey is accepting that they have to stop blaming their parents and take charge of their lives.

Miraculous could have done something similar if it wasn't a formula show. The potential was there. But it is a formula show and the writers apparently don't think that Chloes are capable of change. I get that childhood bullies suck, I had one! I am very happy that she's no longer in my life, but I also don't think that she was incapable of change. She just needed to be put in the right situation where she accepted that change was needed and that never happened when we were kids. Has it happened since then? I don't know! Some people never change, but that doesn't mean that they can't change. Most of us are capable of changing. It just takes the right catalyst and a lot of hard work. People rarely start changing out of nowhere. It almost always has an inciting incident.

That's actually part of why Zoe's story feels so shallow. We're never really told why she was the way she supposedly was pre-canon or what caused her to change into her canon self. This is the backstory we get in Sole Crusher:

Zoé: I'm... really sorry about today. I thought that if I did everything Chloé wanted me to, she'd accept me. I just wanted to meet my family's expectations. Which is why I left New York in the first place. At the boarding school, I was playing a part; being someone else, hoping they'd accept me. But finally, I just couldn't anymore. That's when everyone turned against me, and one day, I found roaches in my locker. They all said I was a loser. Maybe they were right. I get that I'm different, and... I'd understand if you guys didn't want me as a friend.

So Zoe lied about everything and, when she revealed that she was a massive liar, everyone turned against her? Shocking. Why wouldn't they welcome a confirmed liar with open arms? That's so weird! (That was sarcasm.)

Seriously, why are we acting like Zoe was the wronged party here? This is literally Lila's story save for the motivation behind the actions (as far as we know). There are times when motivation matters, but this is not one of them. If you've spent weeks (months? years?) lying to people, then they're not going to trust you when the lies are revealed. Maybe you'll get lucky and someone will be willing to hear you out and give you a second chance, but that's an act of kindness. It's not an act of basic human decency.

This speed run story probably wants us to believe that everyone at Zoe's school was evil and that Zoe had to fake a personality to fit in, but I don't believe that. Writers, if you want me to believe it, then actually show us her story! You had a full New York special to do it! Why didn't you make Zoe the lead there since the specials love to introduce new characters to hog the screen? Have Zoe's school be the American school they go to and have her personality change be caused by Marinette and Co. so that Marinette and Co. trusting Zoe in Sole Crusher actually makes sense instead of feeling like something the plot forced on them! This is the scene I'm talking about, btw:

Marinette: (confused) I don't understand. When I met her this morning, she was so nice. Alya: That's crazy. Chloe's influence is so toxic that she's managed to corrupt her sister in a few hours. Alix: We gotta get her out of there.

Why are you all so sure that Marinette's two-minute-long interaction was the "real" Zoe and that her new personality is all Chloe's fault? Why are you acting like it's impossible to fake being nice but faking being evil is totally reasonable?

It really feels like this show is trying to say that people are either inherently good or inherently evil. Zoe was inherently good and just played at evil, so she's fine, but Chloe is just evil so she's doomed. That is really not how the world works, but now that I think about it, it does match the way the miraculous are often used. There are "evil" and "good" versions of some of the powers instead of just powers that can be used for good or evil. I've never liked that because it makes no sense. Why do akumas need a good form? Why is there an evil transformation phrase? Why do the miraculous even have an evil mode? Who programed that in???

While were on the topic of things that were possibly done just to show that Chloe is evil: is this why they made Jagged Stone an absentee parent to Luka and Juleka and then made the "twins" totally cool with it? Is the show trying to say, "Look! Luka and Juleka are nice! Therefore this is a Chloe problem. Stop blaming her parents!"

Who knows, but your idea certainly has merit. I wouldn't go so far as to claim that this must be what's going on, we don't know and I don't like to treat educated guesses as fact because they're not, but the text certainly has evidence to back this read.

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DPxDC: Danny Phantom fan Damian, best friends with Dash. (they hang out at an arcade, also BATNIPPLES)

DPxDC: John Constantine is Danny's comfort human

DPxDC Dick Grayson is investigating a travelling circus (my favorite prompt, but it's just a prompt)

DPxDC: Vlad masters is a lion? Completely centered around Zeke Morris, an OC.

DPxDC: Danny does his taxes.

DPxDC: Cardboard Danny AU

Danny Phantom: Jazz Fenton Gaslighting People (Short)

DPxDC: The Tangerine Pimpernel (Long)

DPxDC: Danny is applying for a grant with Wayne Enterprieses (The best dramatic irony)

DPXDC: Constantine taking care of baby Danny

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Mr Lancer goes to a bar while his students visit Gotham.

Battle Coliseum

Danny in a Maid Dress

The Phantom Cafe (Short)

In Love With The Speed Force : Barry Allen is obsessed with a god. Also the Justice League gets high in this one.

Bartender Dan has a no bats policy.

The Justice League investigates Danny's box selling business. (Featuring the Bodacious Vibes detector)

The Titans discover Danny and Dani are different people

Danny has access to dead knowledge

The Fentons make arrows for Green Arrow (Short)

Trans Danny, mourned by Bio-sibling Damian

The one where Team Phantom destroys all conflict in the Batman universe

Dani is in Hally's Circus, Dick thought she died and now she's back

John Constantine "rescues" Danny from the ghost zone

Steph plans to prank Batman

Bodyguard Danny

Danny vs Plastic Man vs Nightwing: Who would win at Twister? (short)

Wes Weston gets ghost powers, Flash is concerned

Riddler kidnaps Danny, Batman has to answer a riddle to save him

Team Phantom produces a fictional movie on Amity Park

Danny is traumatized, the Batfam is traumatized, everyone is sad and traumatized. (short-ish, hurt/ comfort)

Danny can predict the future, thus Flash yells at god (again, more of a prompt than a full story, cause sometimes I only write the beginnings.)

Dani pranks the justice league

The DC universe is about to collapse, Danny has to herd them out. (Prompt, as I am addicted to beginning stories and never finishing them)

Danny's family reincarnates (yet another prompt.)

Tim has infinite spleens

Jason can see through the fourth wall, and is not down for this Phantom of the Opera nonsense.

The Bats investigate Jazz

Wes is investigated by Superman, Magical shenanigans occur.

Catwoman steals an artifact that has a ghost in it.

Danny putting on his own Brucie Wayne act as Bruce's secretary

Jazz as Damian's Babysitter

Zatanna interacting with a Liminal Gotham

Danny is Batman's Clone (Dramatic Irony, my beloved)

John Constantine accidentally adopts Danny

Jason is dating Jazz, gets Tim and Danny to meet (mostly just Jason and Tim fluff)

Dash Baxter, Metropolis Cop (short)

Queer Platonic Relationship Fluff with Tim and Danny (features a prompty cliffhanger that goes absolutely nowhere)

Danny runs over Kori with a car (featuring yet another cliffhanger prompt ending that goes nowhere)

Clone Adoption Agency

Tim gets his spleen back from Cujo

Danny runs a daycare in Gotham

Maddie is Jim Gordon's Sister (short as heck and not great, but it's the first one I wrote, so it's special to me)

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Jason can see through the fourth wall (short, more of a prompt than a post, and a continuation of the AU from an above DPxDC post.

Batfam tries to steal the watchtower (based on art!!!)

Matchmaker Tim Drake (again, more of a prompt)

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Bruce wearing his kids merch (short)

Clark Kent covering Bruce Wayne's drama

Superbat ship stuff (Short)

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Twist of Fate; Twenty-One

Pairings; LADS OT4 x reader

Word count; 3,309

Themes; isekai, slow-burn (eventual smut), canon divergence

Rating; 18+ for swearing and mature themes

Notes; I would apologize for taking so long (both for this update and for Foreseer going on too long–), but I'm tired of doing that so just buckle up because Foreseer Zayne is still on-going! I haven't really felt like writing or doing anything lately, so I'm still only on chapter 23 so the chapters might be a bit slower to drop. I'm doing all I can, but I only feel like writing when I feel like it so– I'll get back to it soon!

As much as I love writing for LADS, I have so many original story ideas and if I ever start writing them, I'd love to post them here. I'm just not sure how well original content would go on Tumblr tbh? I'm sure yall will grow tired of isekai content, but I have so many original ideas for stuff like that. Like seriously– I could count at least five in my Google docs! But I also have a few non-isekai ideas, like a possible miraculous ladybug type idea (with superheros and the hidden identity trope), a game of thrones type of story with my own set of gods and goddesses (I came up with it in the 11th grade and I'm desperate for people to know about it, it makes me so mf happy)...I could go on and on about it tbh but I'll just say more about it after the chapter is done since I don't want to clog this section up too much! <3

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Under your care, the jasmine bud grows bigger and bigger by the day. You’re happy, but also a bit nervous. According to your expertise, the jasmine will bloom in less than a week…That means you don’t have much time. You’ve also learned that, other than reading and checking on the jasmine, the Foreseer stays at a location hidden behind an ordinary door in the basement.

What does he do in there? Is the Creatio protocore’s location perhaps…

When the Foreseer disappears behind the door again, you pretend to lose your way and follow after him. What greets you is unbelievable, a sight to behold. Behind that door is a library, the ceiling nowhere to be found. Bookshelves stretch as far as the eye can see.

“Huh…Does the Foreseer obtain his books from here? How can he find anything in this place? I don’t even know where he is…” Your mumbles activate some sort of switch, ice materializes beneath your feet and carries you into the air. “Wha–” You’re in disbelief. “...I guess the mystery of how he acquires his books has been solved.”

You feel as if you are lost in a sea of books, for shelf after shelf is filled to the brim with them. The ice stops in front of a bookshelf. You’re a good distance off the ground. “Where is he…” You mutter to yourself, struggling against the ice that held you in place. You sigh and decide to make the most of your time, reaching out to carefully grab the book that’s right in front of you.

Its title is Philos: Floral Inquiry.

Philos? Was every single male lead from Philos?

You open the book and see the pages about jasmines have been read the most. “Jasmines again…Why is this flower important to him? Is it just because he wants the one atop the Tower to bloom?” Reading the notes, you try to piece together an answer.

When you turn to the title page, there is a single word on it: Zayne.

“Zayne…? Who is this Zayne?”

While this version of you would clearly be confused, you were not. You were more shocked that he had the same name in this life as well.

You’re not sure what you expected, but you assumed he’d be called the Foreseer until the end of your dream…

“He is the person you seek.”

In your surprise, you fumble with the book in your hands and turn around. On a platform of ice, the Foreseer stands behind you. His steadfast gaze sends a chill down your spine.

“I had no intention of intruding, Foreseer. The ice clearly kidnapped me–”

“Are you claiming the frost coerced you?” He raises an eyebrow and you take a step back, forgetting that you’re standing on a sheet of ice. Your foot touches nothing.

“W-Woah! Help!” You windmill your arms in the air to stop yourself from falling, but it doesn’t help much. In a moment, you go from descending to being caught in the air.

“Expressing your regret does not require theatrics.”

“...Are you mocking me? I find that hard to believe.” You look up at him with a frown and his eyes, their depths seemingly immeasurable, are close to your face.

The Foreseer carries you to the ground with your heart pounding in your chest.

Was it hot in this room?

Yeah…That’s the reasoning behind your reddened cheeks.

You come to your senses and quickly lower your head. “You…can let me go now. It was good that you were present. It must be dangerous to acquire your books like this.”

“Likewise, ‘tis dangerous to push one’s duty onto others.” He still hadn’t put you down yet.

“Others..?” An ice cluster appears in front of you and slowly spins. “The ice at my feet…Is this its original form? Are you its creator?”

“‘Twas not the work of magic, but a phantasm.” The Foreseer taps the ice cluster. “Carrying her to the higher shelves without a reason was your doing. Am I wrong?”

He’s…talking to the ice?

It unfurls and blooms like jasmine, ice particles ripping around you both.

“Does it understand our language?” You ask, once he finally sets you down.

“We are like-minded in our distaste for lies.”

Well…that doesn’t answer your question.

Though part of you is still in disbelief, the Foreseer’s spells and this library’s very existence are starting to convince you that what you’ve experienced is real.

“My apologies…I snuck in because I wanted to know what you did here. The ice heard me talking to myself, so it flew me up there.” You look down and the phantasmal jasmine runs circles around you before leaping into your hand.

“...Your forgiveness is boundless, for better or worse.”

“So…it accepts my apology?” Ice gathers under you again, and it lifts you into the air. You stumble, about to fall again.

Yet another piece of ice appears beneath your foot, steadying you. Curious, you take another step. Regardless of the direction you take, ice forms beneath you. You walk around, excitement in every step.

It’s…so fascinating.

It’s like having a platform at your command.

“Incredible! It knows what I’m about to do.” You clap your hands together with a gleeful smile.

“The individual subconscious is also a form of energy. It can sense even the smallest of changes.” The Foreseer is still as curt as ever.

“Oh!” You look down at him as you smile. “May I name it Jas? It was reminiscent of jasmine when it unfurled.”

“You and the phantasm should decide. I am but a witness.” You stop before the Foreseer. With your icy platform, you can look him straight in the eye.

“Then may I…call you Zayne?”

With a piercing gaze, he stares at you and you stumble over your words. “A…name defines a person. ‘Tis important, I would think.”

You are unable to read his expression.

“Do what you must.”

You mutter his name under your breath a few times in front of the mirror in your dimly lit room. All your mind can focus on is him in the library, watching you scurry about.

“I encroached on his territory by sneaking into the library…Why didn’t he lash out? Does he perhaps trust me now?” The icy marks on your chest are reflected in the mirror, tendrils spreading and twisting, approaching your collarbone.

Your time is nearing its end. At this time, an idea presents itself.

Since Jas took you to the Foreseer in the library, could you also use it to obtain the Creatio protocore?

“Jas��Are you here?” You call out to it. The sound of swirling ice reverberates in the air. The cluster of ice manifests and makes an arc in the air to greet you.

“You’re here!” You smile at it before clearing your throat, “Jas, I…I have a request. Could you take me to the Foreseer’s scepter?”

The phantasm stops moving. By Astra’s eyes…Does Jas know of your true purpose?

“I wish to–”

Before you can fully explain yourself, Jas expands and lunges at you.

…Are you destined to perish in the cold?

Before you could utter a scream, you realize the crystals phased through your body. There is only darkness. The faint sound of running water catches your attention.

Where…are you?

A distance away, you can make out an indigo spark. That’s…surely the Creatio protocore.

So Jas really did listen to you! As the light is within your reach, you take note of your surroundings.

Oh…

Steam escapes from behind a dark-coloured curtain. Moonlight shines through the window, landing on Zayne’s shoulders and revealing the drops of water running along his back.

Oh my…Wait, why were you brought to his bedchamber? Shit, you’ve got to get out of there before he notices.

You hold your breath and take one step back…Your foot bumps into something and makes a barely audible noise, but Zayne turns around and your gazes meet.

“Hm?”

“I’m sorry for disturbing you! But I swear on my name that Jas brought me here..”

Maybe the turmoil in your mind is playing tricks on you, but Zayne is unperturbed. With the slight curl of his finger, the steam around us turns into a white cloth that hangs around his waist.

And with another wave of his hand, an unseen force pulls you in his direction. You stand before him, doing your best to look him in the eyes.

“What brings you here?” His hair, his face, his chest– all wet from the water– You are unable to avert your gaze, and you feel a rising heat on your face.

But what is more astounding is the number of scars etched on Zayne’s body.

“I thought the jasmine was about to bloom…I was unaware you were bathing!” Having coughed up a pitiful excuse, you close your eyes in embarrassment. You sense the invisible force is gone and when you open your eyes, Zayne is putting on his robes.

“No one could have predicted Jas to be unwavering in its loyalty to you. However, I expected as much. It knows only of us, thus it considers you a friend.”

Aww...That’s really sweet!

Wait—

“Are you going to punish Jas? It only indulged in my whimsy…”

“Should I punish you instead?” Zayne’s unwavering gaze meets your eyes.

“If the jasmine meets something terrible as I sit in an icy prison for three days and three nights…”

“Worry not, punishment awaits.”

Huh?

You shake your head, eyebrows furrowing as you look up at him. “What do you mean? Are you going to kill me after the jasmine blooms?”

“...Is a horrible death the only consequence you can think of? I have no interest in taking the life of another.”

“Is it for this reason you will let me leave?” Your head tilts to the side and Zayne turns his head to look away from you. “You should decide that for yourself.” With a wave of his hand, you are pushed out of his bedchamber by an unseen force.

After another few days of deliberating on what to do next, you take a few notes. Zayne will catch you if you are anywhere near the Creatio protocore…and the more you learn about Zayne, the greater the mystery enshrouding him.

Those scars etched into his flesh. It seems like…he was stabbed in the past. Yet no one else lives in this Tower.

How could he have been wounded? He is also blessed by Astra. Who could be powerful enough to injure him?

But…more importantly, why would Astra allow His follower to become injured?

Your curiosity extends beyond your current relationship. In other words…You will never be given an answer.

The very next day, you visit the library at midnight. Jas takes you to the same shelf that has Philos: Floral Inquiry.

“Is Zayne always reading this book?”

Everything…seems to be connected to the jasmine flower.

You open the book and study the text, paying special attention to the pages with notes left by Zayne.

“ ‘Once again, jasmine appears…’ How is it related to all of this?” You read his note out loud, and responding to your voice, the pages begin to glow. “What…is happening!?”

You squeeze your eyes shut as a bright light shines in front of you.

When your vision returns, you find yourself in a sea of white flowers. The sun’s golden rays shine across the field of jasmines. Except the flowers that aren’t in bloom. They are all flower buds.

Nearby, a familiar figure, its watcher you presume, observes this field. “Huh– Zayne? Why are you here? Where are we?”

You slowly walk in his direction, running your hands through your hair.

What was this?? A dream within a dream or something?

Zayne turns to look at you, confusion in his expression. “Have we met before?”

“Um..”

“Who are you?”

As you approach him, you realize his body is but a mirage. Sunlight passes through his robes. His appearance is that of Zayne’s, but he lacks the Foreseer’s frigid character.

“Through what means did you enter this place?”

Well, whatever he was, this version of Zayne seems to be the most similar to your Zayne, so you didn’t want to give him too difficult of a time.

“I was just reading a…Huh. Am I in the book?” You bring your hand up to your chin to think, but Zayne speaks once more, “You stand in an illusion crafted by words and words alone.”

“Then what are you?”

A corner of his mouth curls up and he turns his gaze away from you. “A lonely wraith.” The sight of Zayne’s face smiling was the last thing you thought you’d see in this life.

Then again, you’ve met Jas. You have come to accept these bizarre events.

“Were you the one who planted these jasmines?” You crouch down near him to run your finger across the buds.

“They are more than just mere flowers.” His voice felt as free as the wind. While he was lonely here, he was able to express his emotions.

He didn’t feel cold at all.

“Are they phantasms?” As you ask him, you inspect the growth of the flowers. They seem to be in the same state as the jasmine on top of the roof of the Tower.

An image appears in your mind as your fingers touch the buds. Zayne lowering his head to kiss the jasmine.

The man in front of you seems just as surprised as you are.

“My memories..Or perhaps it would be better to say they are the jasmines in my memories.”

You wonder if the jasmines are actual flowers or if they’re meant to represent something…or someone. You touch another one.

This time you see Zayne in an unfamiliar garb, but still lowering his head to kiss the flower.

Wait, you recognize that outfit!

That’s…his hospital coat.

“Why does the Zayne in these memories appear to be from another era?” You look over at this Zayne and, even if this is a dream from the past, you can still feel anxiety bubbling in your chest.

“Each one is my life of another time.”

“Is your destiny and the jasmine intertwined?” As this version of you asks questions, you are left with no one to ask anything to.

Questions going unanswered and you ponder if maybe you– well, the protagonist of the games– are supposed to represent the jasmine flower.

“All I can recall is my end with that moment.”

“So…you know what I saw just now?”

At this point, you’re not sure if Zayne is upset or relieved to finally have someone to talk to.

“Again and again and again like a cycle…I do not remember what happens after. Therefore, these buds can never blossom. ‘Tis why I bring each one here.”

You stare out at the seemingly endless ocean of flower buds. If each one represents a memory without an end, then how many are there?

If you recall Zayne’s note: ‘Once again, jasmine appears…’

“Isn’t the Foreseer able to see the fate of everyone in the world?” You decide to sit down in the grass next to the man, running your fingers through the dewy blades.

“He cannot see his own.” The wraith, seemingly moments away from dissipating into the sunlight, looks into the distance. “Such is Astra’s will.”

Astra this, Astra that. You’re starting to think this guy isn’t as great and everyone says he is…

With a sigh, you leave the library and slowly climb the staircase to check on your jasmine. Your thoughts still linger on the book’s illusion and especially the wraith within.

You reach the top of the Tower and there, Zayne stands in the moon’s immaculate glow. It seems he’s thinking deeply while gazing at the jasmine. You understand its significance to him now.

He’s pinning his desire to remember onto the flower bud.

“You are not forbidden from entering the library, but you cannot venture there as you please.”

It seems he knew you were inside of that illusion…

”Zayne, have you ever considered leaving the Tower?” Your voice was soft, hands nervously grabbing onto one another as you tried to keep the pitied expression off of your face. Zayne looks at you, his emotions inexplicable.

“What text did you find to make you ask such a thing?”

“Maybe…These jasmines represent the outside–” Zayne silently lifts his hand up into the air, and you are abruptly pulled toward him. His hand grasps your throat, his wintery gaze meeting yours.

“Your insolence reveals itself. Allow me to remind you of your place.”

What the hell is his problem!? Why did you even have to worry about him in the first place..?

Just steal the protocore and leave, simple and easy…Right? Well, it would’ve been easy if you hadn’t– No, don’t even finish that thought.

You are not in love with the guy who is literally choking you right now.

Fear spreads through your very being, your fingers clawing at his hand around your throat. All of the sudden, the Creatio protocore on his scepter releases an eerie, indigo light.

Frowning, Zayne relaxes his grip and pushes you away. “Stand back.” Your brows furrow as you cough, holding a hand up to your slightly sore throat.

Now what?

“Zayne?”

“Stay away from me.”

Before you can do anything, a myriad of brambles sprout and slither with serpentine precision toward Zayne.

“What are these things!?” You were clearly in a panic, worried for yourself but also…worried for Zayne.

Seemingly alive, the brambles ensnare Zayne’s entire body and dig into his limbs and torso. It’s exactly like your first meeting, when he was bound to the throne.

“There…Are they preventing you from leaving?” You bring your hand up to your mouth in shock.

This…was how Astra treated His followers?

Zayne’s gaze is as cold as winter’s sting. “The Foreseer cannot set foot outside of the Tower of Thorns.”

One of the brambles rushes for you and you try your best to move out of the way. It manages to scrape your arm, a clean cut, almost as if it were trying to send a warning toward you.

Zayne lifts his finger and a wall of ice appears to shield you from the remaining brambles. “A few swipes is all it needs to take your life.” You remember how the Creatio protocore glowed when you talked about being outside the Tower.

“...Is it because I suggested you leave this place? Your wounds…Are they from the brambles?”

Is this your fault for mentioning anything?

“He is warning us.”

“...Astra?”

You were really starting to dislike this so-called ‘God’.

Though, you do recall that only Astra could “perpetually freeze” His Foreseer. The Creatio protocore…is that His method to keep an eye on the Foreseer?

Not only does Astra punish any attempt to leave the Tower, but even the mere thought of it is also intolerable.

“You’ve attempted to leave this Tower before…Haven’t you? That’s the reasoning behind all of your scars.”

What kind of God punishes His own followers?

“I have no recollections of such.”

“I’m sorry. I was unaware…I assumed you didn’t want to leave.” Your hand clenches into a fist.

Maybe…If you broke the Creatio– No, you still need it to ensure your survival.

“You’ve begged enough for forgiveness. Destiny’s guiding hand may have brought you here, but it is time to abandon your curiosity.”

The brambles seem to have calmed down and disappeared into smoke. If not for your wounded arm, you would’ve assumed you were dreaming.

“There will be a solar eclipse tomorrow. I must wait at the Tower’s pinnacle for the prophecy. Unless I tell you, you are prohibited from entering.”

“Astra gifted one of His eyes to the Foreseer. By walking the winding path of time did the Foreseer understand His passings. This is the power of a god.”

- Philos: Tome of the Foreseer

Hey guys! Hope you didn't forget about what I said earlier <3

I'm gonna soft-drop a few ideas I have here, just because I don't want to make a separate post if no one is actually interested!

So here's some old Google docs ideas I had; one was a marvel version of my hero academia– with like Iron Man as All Might and Spiderman as Izuku and our main character would've been someone else entirely. Gertrude Yorkes who is an actual character in the comics, who has a pet velociraptor (or a deinonychus). I have everything fleshed out (and by that I mean all of the teachers and I even included the Titans because...lets face it. They're some of the best DC characters.

I also had a sword art online fic and some black clover ocs but...let's not talk about them 😭

My miraculous type idea was instead of kwamis, there's spirits in the items. And it'll be slightly asian inspired with the two heroes being Yin and Yang to each other, like how Cat Noir and Ladybug are the opposites. Like the jewelry is called shinzō (which means heart), so if the jewelry is destroyed the divine beast inside of it will die. And the top evil person being a hot lady, possibly the female mc's older sister or something.

I had another my hero idea, but since it's hard to insert ocs into the main plot, I made my own school with teachers, students, etc. So instead of trying to fit an oc in, I decided to make it so much more difficult for myself by making over 20+ new characters and quirks for a new school in the universe of mha. 🕴 I still have it, but I honestly doubt I have plans to write it 😭 or any of the above ones besides maybe the miraculous spin-off one.

I had a BL (boy's love, gay, yaoi) isekai idea where either the mc is afab non-binary and isekai's into the body of a male character or I might just make them a boy instead? However, I might scrap this idea because I had a better one a few months later that was the mc being a trans man, but not being accepted so he uh...possibly unalives himself and then wakes up in an alternative universe where he's a man (and it's a/b/o for some reason) and the plus side to this is, the version of him in this universe was a trans woman. So, they switch realities and it's a whole "they were put in the wrong universe on accident" type of thing. Either way, both ideas were a/b/o and I definitely had more written for the first one (I even named it "Out of Tune"), but it's a toss up for if I'd write it or not.

I have an isekai one where the mc went into a game she was playing, a mature game so– yeah. I have an S-rank hunter story since there's not many dungeon stories with a female mc. I have a random regression story that I don't have much written on...one called "All the villainess wants to do is die", which I might change tbh, but the mc possibly isekai's ofc. And of course she's a wrongly accused villainess who is actually a saintess. There's magical powers usually based on family lines, there's divine beasts, just wild stuff like that!

Then I have a non-isekai story similar to the manwha "Philomel" where the mc reads a book about her life at a young age and learns she might be a fake princess and eventually gets executed for being a fake.

And then finally, my magnum opus, the game of thrones-like story. I had no name for it, the Google doc is simply named "Vothad, Odura" which is the name of the world it takes place in. Vothad is the capital in the North and I have the other names as well, but this note is getting pretty lengthy tbh 😭 so I'll make Odura have it's own post if anyone is interested in the gods and the universe itself. I made all of this for a project in the 12th grade to create our own country, only for my teacher to say...it had to be based in the real world on the day of the presentation so...imagine my surprise. I even had to come up with a stupid national anthem 😭

There is a lot more I could say about this one, but just let me know if yall wanna hear about it and I can make a separate post for it! Like I have some mythos I was working on, a lesbian goddess couple who spawned a kid from their brain like Zeus having Athena– and just about the geography of Odura!

Anyway, I am so sorry for the rant, I doubt anyone came here for original work. Yall are just here for the hot LADS men and, honestly, I can't blame you 🩷

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Becoming the Storm: First Wave

Author's note: I got distracted from Ashes and broken lamps by this idea, but I have to follow the dopamine. Also yes I did this instead of sleep and no I couldn't think of anything better than this dorky title.Word count:4008

Tags: Isekai, dark humor, death mentioned, stalked by a fruit, voice of all things, grifting Kaido, getting a natural high, spiritual experience, no use of (y/n) y'all get named a card game like the tobbi roppo, double agent, corpse scene

It had been exactly thirty seconds since Truck-kun had so kindly knocked your ass into another world. It had not taken you long to realize you had been isekai’d in the middle of Kaido’s strategy table in the middle of a meeting between Kaido and his lead performers. The four large men were looking at your sprawled figure, too in awe to speak. You let your head fall back onto the hard surface below and sighed, “Alright, kill me just get it over with.”

It took a few moments for one of them to speak.

“Not yet, I have a few questions first,” Kaido mumbled, still coming to terms with the fact that he just watched a human fall out of a floating orb of blue light.

This was the last thing you needed today and were eager to either go to bed or the forever box. You groaned, “I don’t know how I got here, last thing I remember was getting hit by a truck walking my ass home from a run to the liquor store.” Lifting the bag of vodka, which miraculously was not in a million pointy pieces.

Kaido grumbled, “Hmm now there's only more questions.”

His response made anger swell and writhe in your chest. “Damn it Kaido are you gonna kill me or what?” You curse. When the horned man shook his head, you scrambled to your feet and grumbled, “Fine I’ll do it myself,” as you made your way over to a nearby window.

Kaido nodded at King, wordlessly telling him to apprehend you, and the next thing you knew you were hanging upside down from King’s fist. You briefly squirmed indignantly before going limp and yielding to Kaido’s wishes, “Alright if you’re gonna interrogate me then I’m gonna need a cup and some ice because I will not be doing this sober. And some snacks, I’m starving.”

After Kaido moved the conversation to one of the banquet halls, he had food and drinks served before he started his questioning. Unfortunately, each answer led to only more questions; what was a truck, why he had never heard of such a thing, where were you from? You had to explain the universe of ten dimensions of string theory to them at one point.

King, who you had thought had not listened to a word you said, asked, “If you are from an alternate universe, then how did you know our names without having to be told?”

This is when you realized the possible consequences if they found out about the manga. One wrong word could get Luffy, or any of the important characters killed, or screw up the story. You needed to know exactly where in the timeline you were at now. But you couldn’t remember the ages of the men present, you only knew Yamato’s age. Now cognizant of how carefully you must tread, you start to question them, “Before I answer that, how old is Yamato?”

“That brat is… Sixteen?” Kaido mumbled, only to be corrected by King, “Seventeen.” The men watched you stare at the floor deep in thought.

That meant Luffy was around seven at present, and he had no control over his devil fruit if he had consumed it yet. But it meant he was safely hidden away and protected at the moment. You turned your gaze to Kaido eyeing him cautiously, if you were smart you could spin this in your favor. Kaido was a powerful man with copious resources, and he wanted to become the pirate king. Now that you were here in this world and had nothing to lose, it meant you didn’t have to wait every week for chapter updates to learn the truth of the poneglyphs or will of D. So Kaido would be a most convent benefactor to help you reach your goal, it’s not like he’s an innocent person you’d be taking advantage of. Plus if you got enough power you could help the people of Wano, and be an asset to Lady Hiyori and Denjiro later on.

“There’s a comic about this world in my own.” You admit, needing to be careful because there was no way these seasoned pirates would not sniff out any lies a scalawag like yourself would tell. It was best to tell the truth, but be cryptic about it and not tell the whole truth.

Kaido roared, “Worororo! So your people tell stories about us?” Slapping his knee, clearly assuming he was the main character. Queen and Jack who seemed to be tickled and plagued by a similar inference, joined in their Captain’s laughter. King, who was less than pleased with that possibility, you also got a distinct impression that he was suspicious of you. Finding it wisest not to dwell on King, you stared at Kaido, waiting for him to regain his composure, gleefully looking forward to bursting their bubble. When they finally calmed down, you replied, “You’re in it, but you’re not the main character.” This moment was paramount in getting Kaido to help you.

King sneered, “If not someone as accomplished and fearsome as Kaido-san is not the main character, then who is?”

Time to cast the bait too tantalizing for any of them to resist. You took a sip from your glass, and matter-of-factly uttered, “It’s about Joy Boy’s journey to change the world.”

Your words brought heavy and sober silence over the room, that nearly broke your composure. All four men were in varying flavors of disbelief, but the only person’s feelings who mattered were Kaido’s. He started at you blankly, ignoring the cacophony of slander and rambling from his subordinates. Kaido held up a hand to silence them and asked, “Why should I believe you?”

You took a deep breath before starting to rattle off almost everything you knew about him. “You’re from the Vodka Kingdom, you became a soldier by the time you were ten. The King tried to draft you into the Marines, but you escaped and proceeded to get captured by them whenever you were hungry. Until one day Whitebeard, then Edward Newgate told you Rocks wanted to chat, and you joined his crew. Where you met and befriended Linlin, who tricked you into eating your devil fruit after Garp and Roger defeated the crew at God Valley. Then you started to build your crew, starting with King who you met a Punk Hazard.” Needing to pause to regain your breath, before continuing, “Also, your favorite food is alcohol and your birthday is May 1st. ”

Also, your favorite food is alcohol and your birthday is May first.

“Worororo!! You even know my birthday and favorite food! How about his?” Kaido replied, pointing at King.

“December first and flying fish sashimi. Queen’s is July thirteenth and Oshiruko. Jack’s birthday is September twenty-eighth and his favorite food is elephant meat steak while his least favorite is grilled cactus. Do you need more or are we good?”

King was the quickest to react, lunging at you to snatch you up, but was stopped by Kaido smacking him over the head with his club. While the Lunarian groaned, Kaido huffed, “You’re going to tell me everything about Joyboy.”

“If I did that then you would wreck the story, and if you want to fight him at his full power then I’m going to need you to just trust me.”

Kaido’s eyes narrowed, and you fought to keep your composure as your stomach rolled and writhed like a business of ferrets had replaced your guts and spine. “If you can’t tell me anything then what use are you to me?”

“Well one, I know about the poneglyphs including the locations of at least ten out of the thirty poneglyphs. They’re the ones that Joyboy finds along on his journey because they’re what leads him to Wano. So we can only take prints, and once we have them I can learn about linguistics and work on deciphering them.” You explain, intentionally leaving out the Red Poneglyph on Zou and the secret ones in Wano.

“...does that nine include the ones Linlin has?”

“And the one you have or will have, and the location of one of them is up in the air right now. And then one of them might not exist.” You admit, “But I know a bunch of other stuff ….. While I can’t tell you, I can however act on it on your behalf you would just need to give me some level of authority.”

Kaido pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed loudly, drawing everyone’s attention to him. And after a painful minute of waiting he announced, “You will join my crew as our Poneglyph researcher and advisor. I understand that we will need to comply with you even if we don’t understand, I guess I’ll have you working under King since he’s the one I can trust not to let his pride or stubbornness. But know this, if you are lying to me I will have King make you regret being born.” His voice was steady and stern, but it filled you with relief. “You start work tomorrow, in the meantime.”

“I already regret my birth, but thank you, sir,” You joked, remembering to give a small bow before finishing, “I look forward to starting my new job.”

“Also from now on you’re called Klondike. Now someone will take you to one of the guest rooms.”

After being given a room morning couldn’t come fast enough for you, not only were you finally going to get to see a poneglyph in person, but because sleep was eluding you. For the last two hours misty whispers seeped through the door, indistinct voices uttering nothing you could decipher. You had passed the noise off as some sort of background noise, but once you had settled down to bed the voices grew louder. This combined with the sheer massive scale of your new environment and the inky darkness that filled the void space in the room made you jumpy. It felt like hundreds of ghastly pale fingers of specters unknown were scribbling toward you on the other side of the wood that nonetheless beckoned you to follow them. You had never fully grasped how haunting Onigashima was until now, the only thing you felt you could do was to hide under the plush duvet on your futon.

The next thing you knew someone was shaking you awake, and the room was bright as shit. You squinted against the blinding light and looked over to see a strange woman glaring down at you with disdain.

“It’s almost ten in the morning, do you intend to keep Kaido waiting forever stupid?” She sneered, “Hurry and get dressed, the governor-general is waiting for you in the western hall.”

You stretched your whole body, and groaned, “ I don’t have any other clothes, fuck I’m going to have to get a whole new wardrobe.”

The strange woman kicked you in the ribs and snarled at you to get up, and proceeded to grumble about her other responsibilities as she led you to the breakfast hall. Where Kaido was chatting with Maria over the empty plates that once held copious amounts of food. The Ogre whipped his head in your direction when your arrival was announced, and he boomed, “There you are, Klondike, you slept through breakfast.”

He seemed to be in a good mood, or at least better than you had left him last night. You smiled at him, bowed, and replied, “I did not mean to make you wait, have never had to wake up on my own before. I shall endeavor to do better in the future.”

Nodding in approval he held a hand out to Black Maria and introduced her, “This is Black Maria, she is one of the Toppi Roppo. She will be the one responsible for your needs.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Black Maria.” You mumbled and bowed, before standing straight up and using your hand to shield your eyes from the sunlight pouring in through the open doors.

She put on a sweet smile that did nothing to hide the murderous look in her eyes as she cooed, “The pleasure is yours entirely. You look dreadful poor thing.”

It was amusing to you that she seemed to hate you even though she just met you, leaving you wondering who had said what. While your money was on King you nodded respectfully to Maria and mumbled, “I had a rough night, I was kept up by some people talking down the hall, and it seems like I overindulged last night, my head is pounding and this light hurts my eyes. But I look forward to working with you.”

Kaido not caring for formalities, interrupted, “That’s odd you were the only one in that wing last night and the rooms are soundproof…. Are those the same clothes from yesterday?”

You awkwardly tugged at the hem of your shirt to see just how wrinkled it had gotten and chuckled, “Yeah, sorry, I wasn’t able to bring anything with me when I came, besides the vodka and my bag.”

He looked over at Maria, making her smile morph into dread, “I thought I asked you to make sure they have new clothing to wear.”

Maria gave a pointed look at the woman who woke you and said, “ I was wondering the same thing, why are they wearing day-old clothes, Yumi?”

The woman cooly stated that she had eyeballed your measurements, and passed it along to another made who was searching for spares for you to wear. Maria seemed annoyed at the woman before turning to Kaido and sighed, “I trust Yumi’s skills, her maid however has a penchant for getting lost. I’ll have the Marys go look for her. In the meantime why don’t we let the poor dear eat, and then have them change before going to see King?”

Kaido nodded, “ Sadly there’s not much left, you have to move faster around here if you want food. Help yourself to anything you can find.”

You laughed, “It seems so, but I rarely eat breakfast. I’m a bit of a night owl, so I’m not usually awake at this time,” looking around at the hall which looked like a whirlwind of piranhas had blown through. There was food on the floor, walls, and ceiling but none was left on any of the porcelain serving platters. Except for one bowl that seemed untouched, it was piled high with an assortment of fresh fruit. The bright red apple on top looked particularly good and had your mouth watering. You sat in front of the bowl, gave thanks for the food, and snatched the apple up.

Much to your displeasure, the apple started to morph the moment you touched it; turning lumpy, and swells of stormy grey and bright yellow swirled to the skin of the fruit. Your breakfast had turned into a devil fruit in the open view of everyone in the room. From the looks on their faces, this was something people in this world would consider a miracle. However, for you it was disappointing and annoying, you had wanted that apple. Kaido called for someone to bring the devil fruit encyclopedia to him at once, and knowing he’d want it, and asking for it would be a fruitless effort, you threw him the fruit. He turned it over in his hands, studying it as you searched for an acceptable substitute that would disappoint you the least. You were having trouble about whether or not you wanted the Kiwi or the peach, as you were pulled away by maids who were to change your clothes for you.

When you returned thirty minutes later, bathed, groomed, and in a fresh kimono, Kaido was surrounded by the lead performers and tobi roppo. They poured over a few books and compared your former apple to the pictures in said books. Spotting the bowl of fruit had been knocked over and the kiwi was squished flat, you went and picked up the peach. You glanced over at the fruit in Kaido’s hand, still mad it was no longer an apple. With a sigh, you were about to take a bite of the inferior peach, but a cacophony of gasps from the pirates in the corner of the room, made you halt your actions. When you opened your eyes they were all gawking at you in awe, tired of this nonsense you grumbled, “What now?”

Kaido mutely held up the fruit in his hand, which had returned to being a regular apple. Hoping it wasn’t so, you looked at your ‘meal’ to see your peach had mutated in a similar manner that your apple had. You threw it to Sasaki and picked up another only for the same swirls and colors to take the form of the fruit in your hand. After repeating this process with every fruit in the bowl you chucked the last one full force across the room and shrieked in frustration.

“Someone’s cranky,” King murmured.

“You can have the damn thing as long as you bring me something to eat that isn’t fruit.” You growled.

Thirty minutes later you had a belly full of food and the pirates had gone through all of their books and announced that they had no idea what fruit was determined to have you as its user. You lounged back on a pillow and watched as they discussed who was to eat the fruit. One thing they were all in agreement about was you were sure s shit not going to be the one to eat it. Not that you had any objections, the fact that you had no idea what it would do to you once you ate it was enough to dissuade you from eating it. Being someone that had always grown bored easily you requested to be escorted to Kaido’s Poneglyph. Kaido and King decided that the devil fruit at hand was more important so you were left with Yumi’s maid to take you. And true to Maria’s word, she had gotten both of you lost in five minutes.

The girl, Ai, was young, barely fourteen, and clearly out of her depth so you found it hard to be mad at her. She had been apologizing profusely ever since she realized she had gotten you two lost. There was a fear in her eyes that led you to believe she had faced severe punishment for such small mistakes in the past. It took you a few minutes to coax her into calming down.

“ I’m sorry, it’s just this place is so big and I’ve only been here for a month.” She explained.

You patted her on the back, and replied, “It’ll be okay, I can hear some people talking in that direction, why don’t we follow them and ask for directions?”

“I don’t hear anything, are…. Are you okay?” Ai asked, cocking her eyebrow at you and nervously rung the fabric of her kimono in her hands.

You shrugged, “what do we have to lose? We’re already lost.” The girl deflated and nodded, electing to follow you around winding halls and down eerie stairs until you reached for the handle of a door in the skull dome’s second basement. Ai grabbed your hand and blurted, “I don’t think we’re allowed in that room!... There’s this big cube thing in there, I don’t know what it is, but they kill people for going there without permission.”

You took her hand and assured her, “ It’s called a poneglyph, and studying it is why I’m here. So I’m going in, but if you stay out here, we’re more likely to be found since most people are not allowed in this room. Plus if I’m not allowed in here, then I’ll be the one to get punished.” She nodded and waited outside the door while you tried to contain your excitement before you opened the door.

The Poneglyph was magnificent, and much larger than you had imagined. The smooth stone appeared almost outplace above the ocean's surface. Even in the dim torchlight, it looked like a chunk of the ocean depths t had spawned in the wrong spot. Its presence was so calm, still, and weighty. Your reverence was interrupted by Ai gently pushing you into the room and closing the door behind you. Now alone with the Poneglyph, the whispers coaxed you closer, and before you knew it you were now only an arm’s length away. It was almost as if you were not in control of your body as your fingers pulled your arm toward it. The moment your skin made contact with it, the whispers cleared words. “The truth about the chasm of the past lies enshrined in the skull's golden right eye, where it waits and watches the ocean as it flies to strike out at the sky”

Your first thought went directly to the Poneglyph in the belfry of Shandora, then to the fact that this meant you had the Voice of all things like Roger and Momonosuke. Euphoric delirium and delightful disbelief fizzled inside of you. The rush of it left you breathless. But it all came crashing down when the door behind you flew open. Kaido marched in carrying a charred corpse in his hand. His inner circle followed somberly in behind him, each one of them looking grim. Kaido chucked the body at your feet, where it crumbled on impact. “He died almost immediately after he ate the fruit. A gust of wind came out of nowhere and knocked him into the riptide. I want to see if you can make another.” As King placed a bag of apples at your feet and you, still reeling from your experience with hearing the poneglyph stared at him not absorbing a damn thing going on.

Kaido waited a minute, sensing some about you was off, but not seeing anything visibly wrong with you. He pulled his head back, cocking an eyebrow at you as he asked, “Are you okay? What happened?”

Your back hit the poneglyph, you slid down to the floor, and panted, “Yeah, just gimme a minute I’m a little lightheaded from all the excitement. Uh, I can try, but I promise nothing.” The apple you reached for turned into the mysterious devil fruit pursuing you. “ Just leave the bag of fruit here, maybe if you tell me when someone eats it I can finally enjoy an apple.”

A sadistic glint ignited in King’s eye and he leaned over to Kaido to comment, “We know so little about devil fruits, it could be possible any fruit they’ve eaten could become a devil fruit in their stomach after a user dies. I’ll bet it’ll happen sooner or later because we have a moderately high … turnover rate.” Kaido furrowed his brow and forbid you from consuming any fruit before turning to leave.

“Wait, sir! Instead of coming all the way down here next time, why don’t you send your fastest crew member to fetch the apples for you?” You called out, knowing full well that it was King. Who practically swelled with anger at your suggestion, even his feathers puff up and the muscles in his wings clench. It would have been cute if he weren’t capable of ripping off your head. Queen snickering at him brought King damn close to popping a button off his jacket. So you added, “Also this is an excellent opportunity to gather data and test hypotheses about devil fruits, I hope one of you has at least been writing stuff down.”

Queen swore and ran off to his lab yelling his request for Kaido to wait until he’s brought some equipment up to pick a new test subject. After watching Queen waddle run down the hall Kaido rumbled, “Yeah I’m not waiting for him.”

You nodded and replied, “Wise choice, he’s like genuinely the worst.” Engendering laughing snort to erupt from King, who pretended like it had not happened when you grinned up at him.

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hello ~

Can I have a High Fantasy Adventure and A book that has been lovingly re-covered in now sun-faded fabric with Baizhu ?

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Hello and thank you for you request! So this is wholly my fault due to unclear instructions, and you are not the first person to have had this trouble, but the book selection in the event actually serves as the character selection. However, since I didn't clearly indicate that in the event instruction, I've written two fics for you. This one is Baizhu’s high fantasy adventure. I hope you enjoy!

Some Sort of Plot Hook - Baizhu

Type: Gender-neutral reader/ high fantasy adventure/ 600 followers event request/ fluff/ isekai

Word count: 1750

I blinked groggily as I opened my eyes and sat up with a slight frown. 

This was not Bubu Pharmacy. Instead, this seemed to be a dock that couldn’t be anywhere close to Liyue Harbor, or even Chenyu Vale.

But then, I wasn’t quite sure that this place was anywhere in Teyvat either, judging from my bleary memories of that book that Baizhu received as a gift from that patient from Sumeru. A student from the Akademiya who had given us his newest creation in thanks for treating him.

He’d described the novel as “capable of letting you experience a story in a way that no other book could ever allow.”

I’d peered over at the book curiously and, after glancing over at Baizhu, had opened it. An action I now regretted since the book seemed to have sucked both of us into it.

I could only assume that we were now inside the strange book and serving as characters in its story since I had a gigantic battleaxe that I normally would not be able to lift and seemed to be wearing some sort of leather armor.

Baizhu, on the other hand, was dressed in pale flowing robes and had a weirdly ornate staff that was quite literally sparkling.

He glanced over my way, a half-smile appearing on his face as he let out a relieved sounding sigh, “You're up. I was beginning to worry that getting pulled into this book had injured you in some way that I couldn’t identify.”

I blinked at him before feeling myself smile. He’d no doubt already checked to see if I was hurt in any way while I was passed out.

I didn’t mention his caring nature or anything of the sort, though. Me and him had been with each other long enough that such things hardly seemed necessary at this point.

“Thanks, but what about you? Are you alright? And where is Changsheng?” I almost felt bad spouting out such rapid-fire questions, but I hardly seemed to bother the man next to me.

He simply shook his head lightly before responding in a surprisingly easy-going tone considering our current situation, “I’m fine, but I don’t think Changsheng will be joining us for this little adventure. She doesn’t seem to have been dragged into the book with us.”

I glanced around slightly before humming as I started to push myself up and off the ground, “Maybe the book couldn’t handle her power?”

He nodded slightly as I helped him up before we both looked down at the battleaxe that remained on the ground like it was taunting me since I somehow knew with astonishing clarity that I was supposed to be the one toting it around.

“I guess this is some sort of adventure story with me in the role of the bruiser….” I trailed off as I grudgingly knelt and hefted the battleaxe that I could, somehow, miraculously lift. I could only assume that it was the power of plot or something along those lines that enabled me to pull off such a feat.

Baizhu let out a soft chuckle, “An elven bruiser at that, judging from your ears.”

I tensed at his words, looking his way with widening eyes, before reaching up and carefully feeling at the sides of my head. And sure enough, my ears were far longer than they’d once been and had a distinct point to their tip.

I felt myself frown, an action that only seemed to amuse my companion more as he shook his head lightly. A motion that caused his hair to sway in elegant green ripples which had me frowning even more. 

With his looks, he was doubtlessly better suited to the role of ‘elven beauty’ than I was. At the very least, he looked perfectly enchanting in those long robes with this hair hanging freely.

At odds with me, Baizhu seemed perfectly amused by this turn of events as he smiled at me, “Now, now. I think they’re rather cute, and frowning like that is bad for your skin anyway.”

 Despite myself, I smiled at his words, shaking my head slightly, “Perhaps so, but more importantly, how do we get out of this book and back home?” I propped my battleaxe against a nearby wall before crossing my arms and looking around.

“If we’re supposed to finish the story, then we’ll have to find out what it is first….” I trailed off as I thought out loud.

Baizhu glanced around slightly before looking back my way, “Well, if we are adventurers, then perhaps we’re meant to find the story ourselves?”

I felt my eyebrows rise at his words, but they did make sense. In high-fantasy adventure stories, the characters often did go out and find their adventures. But there was also usually some sort of plot hook that started everything off. Something like a cursed ring, or an ominous prophecy.

But we had nothing of the sort. In fact, the only really odd thing we had that seemed magical was Baizhu’s sparkly stick.

“So… Do you think we should just ask around or wait for some sort of tragedy to come our way?” I gestured idly to the peaceful streetscape just beyond the dock.

Baizhu opened his mouth to respond, only to be cut off by a sudden cry from left-field “HELP!!”

I turned, blinking in surprise as a man stumbled to a halt, grasping my shoulders and shaking me, “You have to help me, great adventurer! PLEASE!!!”

I stumbled backwards and away from the shrieking man, my eyes wide as Baizhu slid between me and the other man with his customary calmness, though his tone was slightly more stern than usual as he blocked the man from reaching me, “Calm down, sir. What seems to be the matter?”

At odds with Baizhu, the man seemed to grow only more frantic as I stared at him in surprise from over Baizhu’s shoulder, “A- A MONSTER! There’s a monster in the bay that threatens to kill us all! PLEASE, brave heroes, you must stop it!”

“Of course, that’s what we’re here for… As adventurers,” Baizhu paused, glancing back at me with a small smile that told me he was thinking the exact same thing I was.

We didn’t even have to look for the adventure. It had come to us.

“Now, you hurry and go find a safe place and leave this to us,” Baizhu was already ushering the still panic-stricken man off, and, evidently enough, the fellow didn’t need any encouragement since he took off at a run.

 “Well, at least we found our plot hook or central drama for the story,” I lifted my shoulder in a half-shrug as I turned to grab the gigantic battleaxe that went with my character before I faced Baizhu once more, only to find him frowning at me.

“I’m not sure about us fighting this monster, though… It’s a miracle that you can even lift that axe, and I’m not quite sure what my staff is for, plus I don’t have my vision,” Baizhu shook his head as he finished, looking my way with a persistent frown that had me sighing slightly.

But his words were to be expected. This was Baizhu I was with after all. And I couldn’t blame him for having misgivings, but I also wasn’t sure we exactly had much of a choice, and either way, I would have never left dealing with all of this entirely up to him. Vision or no.

“Well, we have to at least give it a shot, don’t we? If we don’t, we may just remain stuck in this book, and the monster might wreak havoc on the people here,” I reached out with one hand, taking his in mine, causing him to smile slightly.

Because me and him both knew he could never ignore the needs of others. It was part of his charm and part of what made him so incredibly frustrating.

He would always put others and their well-being over his own well-being. It was one of the reasons I remained by his side, admired him, and worried for him.

Of course, that caring nature of his extended to me as well. That’s why he was having such misgivings about this entire mess. He didn’t know that he could ensure no one got hurt, even if he were to sacrifice his own well being. And he knew I wasn’t about to let him sacrifice himself in any way.

I smiled, squeezing his hand lightly in mine, “Come on, we’ll do this together. We’re supposed to be adventuring buddies in this story, right?”

His face was a mask of fond exasperation even as he nodded, “I suppose so… But remember to prioritize yourself.”

I snorted lightly, letting go of his hand and stepping by him towards where the bay area appeared to be, “You too.”

He let out a soft chuckle, following behind me and trailing sparkles from his weirdly magical staff before he reached out, his hand landing on my shoulder and causing me to stop merely with his touch as he spoke in a suddenly wary tone, “Wait… Something isn’t-”

He was cut off by a flash of light that enveloped us both, causing us to shield our eyes until it faded back out of existence.

“Dr… Baizhu?” My eyes fluttered open at the sound of the familiar voice, and I stared directly at both Qiqi and Gui, who stared back at me with wide eyes.

I let out a startled laugh, turning back to grasp Baizhu’s hand in mine as he blinked around in surprise, “We’re back! We’re back in Bubu Pharmacy, Baizhu!”

“And where did you go exactly?? I’ve only been asleep for a few moments, and you’re exactly where I left you,” Changsheng lifted her head from where she was curled up on Baizhu’s desk, her voice tainted with distinctly groggy annoyance.

Baizhu ignored her, letting out a slight laugh and shaking his head, “It seems I should have trusted you more, Y/n.”

I almost wanted to argue with his smiling face. It wasn’t like I’d known  that agreeing to fight some monster would get us out of the book. It had just seemed like the best course of action.

Either way though, we were back, and I wasn’t going to have to worry about Baizhu being able to handle the physically taxing nature of some sort of adventure.

Though I was going to miss his hair being down….. 

[freakyarts]

Miraculous but I read to much isekai Victorian fantasy stories…..

You can see which one I actually tried with also I have ideas!!

[insufferableprotagonistpoll]

Propaganda why Marinette Dupain-Cheng is insufferable:

She easily gets away with bad, stalkerish behavior, it always feels like she can ‘do no wrong’ unless the show wants us to pity her, and the show writers want us to think she is a quirky and socially awkward girl when throughout the series we see her be friends with basically everyone in Paris with many connections to high up places.

I get she has social anxiety but the way she goes about stalking Adrien is kind of the worst like she even has creep shots of him hanging in her room? That’s weird. I think Adrien’s going through enough without having to deal with the main character being his stalker lol. I know they’re (spoilers) at this point but in the beginning it was so sus

In the newest season, Marinette hides the fact that Hawkmoth was Adrien’s dad. This leads to the bastard getting a statue and honored as a hero after his death. Adrien now never gets to know the fact that his abusive and neglectful father was the one trying to kill him and is instead proud of him.

Her crush on Adrien is like a black hole for her character. Things she’s done because of it:

1) stolen property

2) ruined dates

3) humiliated other characters

4) has a chart of Adrien’s daily schedule for the next year in her room (this is stalking)

5) broke into his room and sniffed his pillow (also a crime)

6) sniffed, took the hair from, and tried to kiss what she thought was a wax statue of Adrien

7) convinced her parents to let her go to China. Why? Not because she wants to connect with her mother’s heritage, not even because she’s a budding fashion designer and Shanghai is considered a fashion hotspot. It’s because Adrien was there.

shes annoyinng anf shes a stalker

I love fanon miraculous but by god she has got to stop obsessively stalking her crush and generally making a ton of other terrible decisions. I’d submit Adrien too but he’s more of a deuteragonist

I started the show, watched one episode, and never tried again. I simply do not vibe with her.

More propaganda

Anti propaganda

Propaganda why Katarina Claes is insufferable:

Irredeemably stupid. The story frames it as her 17 year old mind waking up in Katarina’s 8 year old body. Yet she is still even more of an idiot than all of the actual 8 year olds in the story and shows no growth over the next ten years. At one point, all the other main characters defend her from accusations of bullying by saying she’s too stupid to have been able to do it.

Also, the Verge of Destruction side story was much better than the original series because her fears of banishment and running out of time made sense.

1) She’s an idiot, and not even in a funny way. One of my pet peeves in isekai is when the MC refuses to recognize when the story has changed. Her whole thing is that she keeps prepping for when she gets banished. But, she’s not going to be banished because she took care of all the problems when she was like 6. Bad relationship with fiancé? Fixed. Bad relationship with family? Fixed. Bullying? Prevented.

2) The harem is ridiculous. The people in love with her: her fiancé, her fiancé’s brother, her fiancé’s brother’s fiancée, her childhood friend, her adoptive brother, 2 dark mages, and etc. (There may be more, but I stopped reading after one of the dark mages kidnapped her then got away scotch free).

3) If you want a good dumbass MC trapped as the villainess of a dating game read “Observation Record of a Self-proclaimed Villainess’ Fiancé”.

Guy who kidnapped her pins her down and puts his face against her neck. She then feels a pinch and notices a bruise/hickey on her neck in the mirror. Her response was “Oh! A bug bit me and he was just trying to get it off :D how nice of him.” I hate the oblivious to sexual harassment trope.

[blueberry-bubbles130]

What is your miraculous au about

Well, I’ve explained my prior au’s in another ask and on my masterpost. So I suppose I’ll go through my plans for my new three Chloe Bourgeois isekai au’s. (I have added them to the masterpost, but there’s no fanfiction or artwork/writing linked yet)

For the Skyrim au, it’s just Chloe going on little quests, learning magic, etc. she’s not the Dragonborn, but does become their companion. Despite not being the Dragonborn, she ends up involved with the daedric gods. It takes place sometime after season 2. Maybe a few months, so she’s about 14 years old during the story.

For the Bloodborne Chloe and Dark Souls Chloe, it’s quite different. She ends up in those lands when she’s a lot younger. She’s three when Gabriel disposed of her in Dark Souls. And Gabriel purposefully abandons her in Bloodborne when she’s a baby as apart of his fucked up experiment. And by the time Ladybug and Chat Noir meet her in these two au’s she’s about 12-13.

Personality wise, Skyrim Chloe is the same as she was in season two, just a bit more relaxed. Bloodborne Chloe is more cold and controlled, but still holds some kindness. She’s trying to maintain hope, but it’s difficult. Whereas Dark Souls Chloe is incredibly kind and soft spoken. She’s hopeful and sees the best in people, willing to help wherever she can. She seeks to help heal people and is obviously religious. Either way she’s on good terms with the miraculous heroes in all three au’s.

The only thing I’m still sort of figuring out is her relationship with her parents in the au’s. Skyrim Chloe is pretty content to fix her relationship with her parents.

In the Bloodborne au, I’m going with Gabriel killing Audrey. So Chloe never gets to properly meet her mother. And despite Andre still being alive, Chloe never gets to meet him until she’s about 13. So meeting him for the first time is a little awkward for her. But she’s happy to know she actually has family.

Dark Souls Chloe has hazy memories of her parents but has long since forgotten her own name. Her parents are incredibly relieved and happy to know she’s even still alive.

So yeah….if you have any more asks, I’m happy to answer them.

[heartfulselkie]

For the writer ask game: 8, 21, 26

Fic Writer: 2023 in Review Ask Game

8. Did you write for a new fandom or ship this year?

I am still very obsessed with ML. I have taken some interest in some other things this past year, but nothing has quite reached "I need to write a fic about this" level yet.

21. Share your favorite piece of dialogue

“Your map is wrong,” Chloe cut in abruptly. Ladybug blinked. “Pardon?” Tapping a perfectly manicured finger on the paper terrain before her, Chloe pointed out the ink that formed the city. “This is wrong. Gaul is in the wrong place.” She gave a haughty laugh. “ Everyone knows Gaul is the centre of Gallia.” Unable to say anything to that, Ladybug could only stare in disbelief. How was it possible that the princess of the kingdom didn’t know where the capital city - where she lived - was located? “It’s a figure of speech,” André said meekly. “Gaul isn’t literally in the middle of the country, Chloe sweetheart.” “What?” Chloe squawked. “That’s ridiculous! Utterly ridiculous! ” Ladybug made a point of ignoring how Chloe went on to say that surely they could just move the city to the centre where it was meant to be. Instead she stared down at the map, sweeping back the curling corners and making sure it lay mostly flat across the table.

Bell the Cat, Ch. 2

This is still one of my favourite exchanges I have written 😂

26. If you had to choose one, what was THE most satisfying writing moment of your year?

I think seriously starting Bell the Cat was my most satisfying moment? I've always loved fantasy-type stories, and when I started writing ML fic it was always on my mind to write such an AU. I just didn't really have the confidence to make it a good story though, since I didn't want it to be "miraculous characters but isekai". I wanted it to feel organic, that it would be the miraculous character of course but they belonged in this AU world just as much as the world belonged to them.

When I eventually got around to actually writing and sharing it, it was so satisfying to see my long-time random ideas and thoughts paying off with a story that people seem to enjoy.

[mixelation]

23 👐

asks for fic writers

23. What’s a trope, AU, or concept you’ve never written, but would like to?

oh hmmmm i have a bunch i haven't written simply because i don't want to do it unless i can do it complete justice. like some tropes i just don't want unless they're pushed as far as they can go, or require a shit ton of planning. these include:

a fake dating AU: actually i think i've proven to myself that i can make this as ridiculous as i want it to be, so one day. ONE DAY

identity shenanigans: how do i make a story that makes other people feel as feral as i do over miraculous

time loop fic: i want to write an insane time loop isekai where one poor schmuck has to relive one day over and over but each time in a different body. this is the "would take a shit ton of thought and planning" category

there's also a bunch of ships i want to write (mostly sakura/akatsuki) but aside from some little itasaku things, i just... haven't? why. when. i deserve this

[yubellia]

Reborn as Lila Rossi: The fox and the caterpillar (chapter four): Time for planning and DIY

Hello and welcome back for chapter four. Not quite sure how long this will be. Might be filler. However I will make sure that it’s still plot relevant. I hope you will still enjoy it.

„Normal Talking“ (normal thinking)

„Trixx speaking“ (Trixx thinking)

(I did not proofread this!)

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It has been a week since Lucia became Lila Rossi and joined Ladybug and Chat Noir. She tried to be patient with them but it was getting harder. Watching the show, she was not too sure about it but know she knew. They do go on patrol and all that but both of them are not really doing that much to find Hawk Moth. She wasn‘t sure if that was a good thing or not. (If they don‘t know anything about him, I can do whatever I want. I just have to make sure that they don‘t find out.)

She knew that Marinette was suspicious of Gabriel Agreste. And she knew that he was getting impatient. He started three Akuma attacks this week alone. If things kept going this way, he would soon show up himself and than, Mayura would step in to help him. (I have to speed things up before this happens.)

Today, Lila was in a pretty bad mood. It was the weekend and she sat at her desk in her room. Right now she was busy writing things down and she grew more frustrated. „I can‘t believe this!“ Trixx flew over to see what she was doing. „What’s wrong Lila? Your mood is especially bad today.“ Lila looked up at him and sighed. „Trixx. It’s getting worse. I am forgetting things. Things from my old life. I am writing down things like my mothers name, birthdays, birthplaces. You know? All that stuff that I shouldn’t forget.“ Trixx had a worried look on his face as he looked at her notebook. „It seems your mind is trying to adept to this new life. Things you don‘t need anymore get erased.“ Lucia/Lila nodded but looked more frustrated. „You are right. And instead I get more knowledge about stuff that I do need now. Like my underground lair. The one we will look at later today. Or how to get a new identity. Probably because my new mother works for the embassy. I am sorry Trixx. But we don‘t have time to play around. I have to push a little harder.“ Lila got up and closed the notebook before putting it into a bag. „Push harder? You mean your plan?“ Lila nodded and Trixx flew into her little pocket on her belt. „Yes. And in order to do that, we need some stuff. But first we have to get to my lair.“

She quickly left the apartment. Luckily, where her lair was is one of the information she got by now. She used an alleyway to get down into an area close to the subway. The subway also wasn’t too far away either. At first she took a careful look around. A lot of wigs and clothes. Exactly what she needed. Also there was a pinboard. „Ok Trixx. I change my clothes and than we have to go out and buy some stuff. Oh! And we go to the zoo!“ Trixx was confused, but didn’t question why she changed her clothes. „Why are we going to the zoo? Did you forget that the weather is horrible today?“ Lila came out from behind a wall. She had taken off her wig and replaced it with a black one. She also put on some glasses and wore a different outfit now. „Because I need you to get me something from there. I have to buy a lot of stuff today but we start at the zoo.“

Shortly after that, Lila was entered the zoo. She took a closer look at a map and took off to one specific animal. Trixx was hidden in a new little bag. Once in a while, Lila stopped and took pictures. She did not want to look too suspicious.

After a while, she reached the peacock area. She took out her phone again and took pictures. She also made sure no one was there. „Ok Trixx. Hurry now. We need a peacock feather.“ she whisper/yelled that at Trixx, who took off to get to the birds. First he stayed hidden in a bush. After a moment, there were noises from the birds who jumped and ran around. Lila quickly looked around. No visitors but some caretakers were nearby. In that moment, Trixx crashed into her chest and hid under her jacket with some feathers.

Lila took more pictures before she walked away. Once she was safe and hidden behind a house, she took Trixx out and looked at the feathers.

„Great job Trixx.“ he not only brought tail feathers but some of the blue ones from the body too. Trixx did not look too happy though.

„You do know, that you could have bought these in the souvenir shop? What do you even want to do with them?“

Lila put the feathers into her bag and Trixx followed. „I know. But I had to make sure they are real. And what better way could there be to do so? Take it from the source. You see later.“

Lila Left the Zoo. The next stop was the planetarium. This time, she skipped the not so important part and went to the shop. She bought a small piece of a meteorite. She asked if it is real too.

The last stop was an art shop. Trixx gave up trying to understand what she was doing. Lila walked through the shop and got clay, paint, clear varnish, brushes and other stuff.

After she got all of that, she went back to her lair, where she let herself drop on a chair. „Finally! That’s almost all I need. Time to work.“ Lila took out some of the clay and looked up a picture on her phone. She started to work with the clay, got it into form, made it flat again and corrected any mistakes. Trixx flew over her shoulder and finally saw what she did this whole time and what the stuff was for. „Are you seriously trying to copy the peacock miraculous? Why?“ Lila looked up, somewhat happy with the outcome and let it rest to dry up. „Ok, listen. I know where the peacock miraculous is. But we can‘t just take it. I need to leave a replacement behind when I take it. I mean…. I guess there is another option that’s more convincing. But yes, these fake miraculous will play an important role.“ Trixx flew over to the clay and took a closer look. „I hope you don‘t mind me saying that but…. If there is a plan B, you should try that one.“

Lila was offended and having Trixx laugh at her pouting face did not help. She got up once more and Lila went to a Gabriel store. Before entering, she made sure to put her real miraculous under her shirt.

It didn’t take too long to find the jewelry. She knew that there had to be a fake fox miraculous. The original Lila had it. So there must be others right? After a few minutes, she really did find what she was looking for. One of the employees talked to her and she pretended that she couldn’t decide which one she should take, so she ended up buying a fake necklace and a fake peacock miraculous.

Back in the lair, she got in front of a mirror and compared the fake and the real fox necklace. „All things considered, this is convincing. Don‘t you think?“ Trixx came out of the bag and looked at them both. „For humans probably. Of course I can tell which one is which. As for the brooch…. You are happy that you took my advice no?“

„Yeah. You win. This time. At least it will save me some work.“

„So if I get this right, the next step will be to get the peacock miraculous and replace it with a fake to make sure they don‘t notice right away. What is the other stuff for? The feathers, the meteorite…“

Lila smiled and took off her disguise, turning back into ‚Lila‘. „Well, the peacock miraculous is damaged. Even if I get it, it would be useless. So before using it, I have to fix it. And I almost have all I need. Now, we just have to take it.“

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Well, that took longer than I thought it would. Sorry. I wasn’t really in the mood to write. But I hope you enjoyed it anyway. See you soon!

[adventuremaker21]

YOU! YES, YOU! You like Minerva from Masterforce? I can't believe I finally found someone else who does! I also like Miraculous, I am now *very* interested in the Protectors au you have. What's Minerva doing?

It’s a very long story, but long story short: i also have a masterforce remake in the works (featuring everyone from the old anime plus other fresh faces), but its coming along slowly But at the end of it’s season 1, there's a space bridge accident that splits the cast into 4 parts as they get “isekaied” into another universe The group that the protectors meet is Shuta, Cab, Minerva, Wilder, Bullhorn, Cancer, Daniel “Clouder” Witwicky, and Browning, and all of them actually ends up joining the team during my unpublished season 2: Protectors: Wings of Freedom

[eddo-tensei]

And now for something completely different. A Secret Trio fanfic based on Isekai Quartet ft. Ben 10 and like Isekai Quartet, I may introduce more heroes as we go on. Maybe even some heroes you might've seen me write about before. *hint hint*

Anyways, enjoy!

As for anyone waiting for Miraculous Ninja: Don't worry, the story is still going. I just needed to find a way to stay active as a writer without burning myself out and this seemed like a fun exercise for character writing. And again, don't worry if you're missing out on some Miraculous action. The next interlude should be Soon(R) and if that's not enough for you, let's just say that the Quartet might not be a Quartet for very long.

[princess-of-the-corner]

Had a semi-random crossover fic idea: an Akuma who's mad at the over-proliferation of isekai stories, and so their power is a sort of "see how you like it!" kind of thing. Right after LB and CN transform, they and the entire rest of the Miracuclass get hit by the Akuma's attack and wind up in whatever universe the author wants to cross them over with (personally, I pick One Piece, for the idea of the whole class having to crew a pirate ship and fight off the Marines).

The reason for LB and CN to transform first is so that Hawkmoth realizes that he can't get their Miraculous if they're in another universe, and they get the whole Miracuclass so that Hawkmoth thinks (and is accidentally right) that Adrien was also shunted into the other universe.

Personally, rather than having identity shenaniganery, I'd just have LB and CN turn it into a Class Knows story.

Honestly I'd have everyone get yeeted to their own story and just kinda Scooby Doo and the Cyber Chase this shit.

[isekaidestination-protag-clash]

There appears to be a bit of confusion in terms of what characters can be submitted, so for clarity:

The character must be from an isekai/transmigration story, specifically one where there is a book world and a real world, or some other way a story (whether it is from a book, a movie, a comic, an oral story or any other form of fiction) is the key to a world. The submitted character must be the protagonist of the in-story story.

Some examples via the dealer's choice submissions:

In "Scum Villain's Self-Saving System", Shen Yuan reads the book "Proud Immortal Demon Way", and when he dies he transmigrates as Shen Qingqiu. The protagonist of PIDW is Luo Binghe, so he can be submitted.

In "Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint", Kim Dokja reads the book "Three Ways of Survival In A Ruined World", and one day, the events of the novel begin happening in real life. The protagonist of TWOS is Yoo Joonghyuk, so he can be submitted.

In "Devil Venerable Also Wants to Know", a book miraculously appears near Wenren E, and when he reads it, he discovers it tells a future of the world through the perspective of a "Mary Sue protagonist". "Abusive Romance" is the novel, and the protagonist of that novel is Baili Qingmiao. While it's an atypical version of this, she is the protagonist of a story within a story, so she can be submitted.

Additionally, in some stories, there are two versions of the story-within-a-story protagonist, the difference being the actions of the main character, or some other reason. To keep things simple, they'll be treated as one character.