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Zusammen: Part XII

Hey guys! Sorry about the long wait between this installment and the last, it took me way too long to write this. I just needed to flesh out some of the plot details and think about which direction I wanted to take the story. Hopefully this’ll be worth the wait! Thank you for reading Zusammen! Link to all parts here.

“I am still bewildered as to why I had to come along! Contrary to popular belief, kwamis value their sleep very highly!”

Plagg had been complaining ever since Adrien had brought him to the Nerve Center. Despite the kwami of destruction usually being eager (and at times, frantically desperate) to see some action, Adrien suspected that Plagg had grown a tad lazy during this long intermission between akumatizations. 

“Come on, Plagg, I just told you this,” Adrien huffed. “There’s a killer on the loose and we need to catch Marinette and Luka up. A lot of stuff’s happening right now!”

“That still doesn’t clarify the importance of me being here!” protested Plagg. 

“To protect me!” voice-cracked Adrien for the twelfth time.

“You don’t need me to protect you! Kagami has more fighting skills than either you or Ladybug combined! Oh, sorry - you or Marinette combined.”

Besides becoming more reluctant to see action, Plagg had also taken to teasing Adrien about Ladybug’s true identity, which Marinette had revealed to him at Luka’s insistence. Coincidentally, Kagami had been trying to convince Adrien to reveal his identity to Ladybug for some time, so when Ladybug de-transformed in front of him, Adrien thought, Well, why not? Even at this point, he’d dedicated his love to Kagami, but not having a crush on Ladybug anymore didn’t deaden the shock of the revelation all that much. 

“Plagg, we’re still referring to Marinette as Ladybug in public, remember?”

“Yeah, but I thought this was a secure location!”

“It is, but still.”

“You guys playing nice back there?” called Kagami, activating mom mode.

“Yes,” replied Adrien and Plagg in unison.

Plagg smirked. “Jinx.”

“Enough messing around, Plagg,” Adrien said. “Claws out.”

The kwami managed to blow a raspberry at him before being sucked into the Cat Miraculous.

Upon returning to the main room, Adrien - now Chat Noir - sat himself next to Kagami - now Ryuko - on the busted couch the superhero team had been able to salvage. 

“Is it just me, or is Plagg getting more... annoying?” he asked her.

“I think he’s just a bit restless,” Ryuko answered. “He’s not the type to enjoy being cooped up.”

Ladybug and Viperion entered the Nerve Center before Chat Noir could continue the conversation; Carapace followed behind them, staring around the room with an awestruck expression.

“Whoa!” was his first word. “How come you guys never told me about this place?”

“We were going to, eventually,” Viperion stated, belly-flopping onto another couch before making room for Ladybug and Carapace. “Time gets away from you, ya know? Chat, Rena wasn’t able to make it. Parental stuff.”

“Hey guys,” said Chat Noir, rubbing his eyes. “Thanks for coming. Sorry we missed the rehearsal.”

“No problem,” said Viperion nonchalantly, resting his head on Ladybug’s shoulder. “The best is yet to come.”

“Why’d you call us over here, Adrien?” Carapace asked. “Oops! I meant to say Chat Noir! I’m so sorry!”

“Don’t sweat it, Nino,” Chat Noir chuckled. “This is a secure location.”

He decided not to tell Plagg about this hypocritical statement.

“Does this have to do with Hawk Moth?” inquired Ladybug. “Still no sign of him, it’s been nearly four months now.”

“It... might have to do with Hawk Moth,” said Ryuko slowly.

“What do you mean by might?” asked Viperion. “I took notice of how vague you were in your text message over whether or not Hawk Moth was involved.”

Ryuko turned to Chat Noir. “Do you want me to tell them?”

Chat Noir sat up and sighed. “It’s fine. I’ve got this.”

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By the time Chat Noir had finished relaying all the details about Emilie’s disappearance, the murder of Amos Moreau, their analysis of Emilie’s library checkouts, the book with the akuma illustration, Gabriel’s odd behavior, and Nathalie’s unforeseen departure, it was almost midnight - Chat Noir was very glad that he’d gone home first so as not to arouse his father’s suspicion. However, despite the lateness of the night, the eyes of his fellow superheroes had grown wider.

Carapace broke the silence: “That’s crazy, man.”

“Yeah... no kidding,” Ladybug agreed.

“I don’t know what to say,” said Viperion, contradicting himself.

After another brief silence, Ladybug asked, “How long have you two been doing this investigation, again?”

“Only about two days,” muttered Ryuko tiredly. “We knew this had gotten too big to continue keeping to ourselves.”

“So, let me get this straight,” began Carapace. “There’s this library book that was only checked out once, right?”

“Right,” confirmed Chat Noir.

“And your mom’s the only person to ever check it out, right?” he continued.

“Right.”

“And this library book still hasn’t been returned?”

“Right”

“And it was written concerning how magic is connected to human emotion?”

“Right.”

“With highly detailed watercolors depicting both akumas and amoks?”

“Well... yes,” said Chat Noir, not liking where this was going.

“She checked this book out three days before she disappeared?”

Chat Noir nodded hesitantly.

“Not to mention that your pop’s being acting funky and his assistant slash secretary went MIA this morning?”

“That is all... correct.”

Carapace shrugged. “I dunno what it all means, but it sure means something, there’s no denying that.”

“Adrien,” said Ladybug, “you don’t think your mom knew who’d become Hawk Moth, do you?”

“No, I do not,” Chat Noir said firmly, ignoring the melancholy look Kagami was giving him. “Or maybe she did, but she definitely didn’t know who he’d become in the future. She wouldn’t have stood for that.”

“I think we need more information,” proposed Viperion. “We have a lot of info, and I’m pretty sure we can all agree it connects, but we don’t know enough to see how it all connects.”

“I agree,” said Chat Noir. “That’s why we need you guys.” 

“Adrien, we’d be more than happy to assist you and Kagami,” said Ladybug.

“What can we do to help?” Carapace added.

“To be honest, just knowing that you guys are caught up on the situation is a relief for me,” Chat Noir admitted. “I don’t want you to be too tied up in this, though. Moreau’s killer might go after me or even Kagami; they probably wouldn’t be pleased if they found out we discovered all this. For that reason, I just want you guys on standby. If you happen to notice anything, contact us or Inspector Beaumont. We should all get some rest.”

Each Miraculous holder said their goodbyes to one another and departed the Nerve Center until only Chat Noir and Ryuko remained. They de-transformed and turned to each other.

“What do you think?” Kagami asked, placing her hands on Adrien’s shoulders.

“I’ll tell you what I think,” said Adrien, sensing sleep approaching. “I think that everything is about to change.”

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Sorry about not having posted much as of late. Things have gotten busier since the start of school, but I’m trying to get my Zusammen AU back on track. It won’t be long!

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Some music I thought would fit the mood is below.

INSTRUCTIONS: 1) Look at artwork without music, 2) Look at artwork with music for entirety of song for full effect.

Gimme Some Truth, by John Lennon

This was originally conceived as a protest song, but I thought the lyricism and instrumentation could fit this scenario as well.

The only reveal I care about.

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Little Poem 2 (You Told Me)

Hey everyone! This here’s my second Miraculous poem! Sorry it took so long for me to post it, I’ve been pretty busy lately, but it’s here now! I imagined this one as another Adrigami poem, from Kagami’s POV this time, and it’s a bit shorter than the first. Hope you enjoy!

On an sunset identical to this one,

you led me to the edge of the water

and told me that nothing else mattered

except for this singular, suspended point

in time.

You told me that nothing else mattered;

not your schedules or your photoshoots

or your superhero responsibilities

or the expectations set by your father.

You told me that nothing else mattered

except for this singular, suspended point

in our lives.

You told me that nothing else mattered

apart from my own presence, 

my own being there with you.

That every second you spent with me was

a second phenomenally well-invested.

You told me that nothing else mattered 

except us being together as the sun fell.

We grew quiet for what felt like a century.

And I told you that nothing else mattered

to me either.

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Little Poem

Hey everyone! I’m spending some time off from my Zusammen AU to flesh out the storyline, but in the meanwhile, I’ll be posting a daily Miraculous poem! I plan for most of them to be based around Adrigami, but I’ll probably switch it up now and then with Lukanette. This one here is an Adrigami one from Adrien’s POV. Happy reading!

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Was the world always like this? I don’t 

believe it was.

I don’t believe that the world was always so

bright and colorful before you arrived.

Before you came, the sun was never quite as

warm as it feels today.

Before you came, my life was one of 

endless repetition and pointless logistics;

one of gray clouds and an eternal barrage of

stinging anxiety. 

I was drowning, choking, screaming at myself

time after time after time,

pleading for everything to right itself.

It never did, and I see now that it never had to,

for you repaired my world.

You cradled it in your arms and pulled out the

stress and the hurt and the teetering tower of 

roles I had to fill, expectations I needed to meet.

With a gentle caress of your hand on my face,

you made me smile as I never had. You made the

difficult responsibilities manageable;

they even transformed into enjoyable ones.

Your love is a lens, and my vision isn’t

tainted any longer.

I feel such tenderness towards you that it

grows wings for me and allows me to

sail weightless into a technicolor sky.

No, I don’t think my world was anywhere

near as wonderful as it is now

before you walked into my life.

I don’t think anything was ever so amazing

as being in love with you is.

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Some music I thought would fit the mood is below.

INSTRUCTIONS: 1) Look at artwork without music, 2) Look at artwork with music for entirety of song for full effect.

Hold You In My Arms, by Ray LaMontagne

I thought this song would pair nicely with the art because of the melody and lyricism. Besides, I always kinda thought of it as a sleepover song.

May I offer you a Lukanette for your soul?

Gosh I’m such a slut for sleepover headcanon

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Crowbar 2 (Power Couple)

Hey guys! This is my second work for Adrigami Week, following the “Power Couple” prompt. I was originally going to write this following its own self-contained storyline, but after finishing Crowbar for Adrigami Week’s “Alternate Meeting” prompt, I realized the story that I’d started there hadn’t really finished. So, with that, I bring you Crowbar 2! Happy reading! (Contains some profanity)

As they trekked into the evening, Kagami learned some things about her new companion, Adrien:

He was very talkative and sociable, providing information about himself without Kagami having to ask any questions.

He was respectful and attentive; even though he did virtually all of the talking, Adrien seemed genuinely interested in Kagami, and asked her questions about herself despite Kagami refusing to answer.

Adrien not only remembered how to read, write, and tell time thanks to his diary. While they were walking, he told Kagami that he remembered how to cook certain recipes, mimic the sounds of different songbirds, tie his shoes, and give himself a haircut. Kagami was envious - although she didn’t hate her long hair, it was excruciatingly uncomfortable during the summer months.

He relished bad jokes. The only reason that Kagami had laughed at his doctor joke was because it hadn’t made an ounce of sense. 

His backpack contained several helpful items: some food, cookware, extra clothes, a flashlight, batteries, matches, night vision goggles (Kagami nearly squealed in delight at the sight of those), binoculars, a hatchet (Adrien said he only used it for chopping wood), toiletries, sleeping bags, and a tent. 

Adrien would occasionally gaze at her for enlengthened periods of time, but always looks away upon realizing that Kagami noticed.

The duo had reached a lazy river by the time the stars appeared. Adrien gave an overdramatic yawn and smacked his lips.

“Well, no point in trying to cross it this late. I say I make us some dinner and we camp here for the night.”

“I think we should keep going,” Kagami disagreed.

Adrien raised an eyebrow. “Why?”

“We’re too exposed,” said Kagami. “This location’s too out in the open; settling here makes us an easy target.”

“For who?” Adrien asked.

“For anyone! Not everybody’s as accepting as you and I are, Adrien!”

“Kagami, come on. We’ve walked at least ten miles, and we haven’t seen a soul. I think we’ll be safe.”

“We’ve walked at least ten what?” asked Kagami.

“Miles. They’re units of distance. I can teach you about them after dinner.”

“We have to keep moving!” Kagami objected. “Even if we weren’t in imminent danger in this spot, my memory is! My memory resets whenever I fall asleep!”

A brief silence followed this information, during which Adrien looked confused and downtrodden. However, his face brightened up soon after.

“I know!” he said eagerly, removing his backpack and unzipping it. “You can start your own diary! That way, you can record everything that transpired during the day!”

He unearthed a journal similar to his own and tossed it to Kagami. She turned it over in her hands.

“This still doesn’t counteract outside threats,” she said seriously.

Adrien groaned. “Kagami, just trust me on this. Nothing bad is going to happen while we’re at this riverbank!”

Kagami’s eyes widened. “You jinxed it.”

“Kagami, please -”

“You jinxed it!” she cried exasperatedly. “Now something bad’s definitely going to happen!”

After a brief pause, Adrien said, “If that’s the case, don’t you at least want it to happen after you’ve eaten?”

“You know what?” said Kagami, giving up. “Fine. Let’s see how good you are at cooking, Adrien.”

Adrien beamed. “You won’t be disappointed.”

In no time, Adrien had gotten out his cooking equipment and started mixing ingredients. 

“What are you making?” Kagami asked, trying not to sound too interested.

“French onion soup,” responded Adrien. “I’m afraid we only get a serving each. Don’t be too disappointed when you crave seconds.”

He winked at her; Kagami felt her face warming up and pointedly looked away. 

She was later thankful she did, or else she might’ve never spotted the tips of someone’s fingers withdraw from around a solitary tree.

“Adrien!” she whisper-shouted.

“I’ve only just started, it won’t be ready for another half hour,” he complained.

“No - there’s someone here!” she hissed, eye-pointing at the tree.

Adrien turned to stare at the tree and shrugged. “Looks fine to me.”

Of course, that was the moment when the hooded figure jumped from the shadows and punched Adrien in the jaw.

Kagami reacted quickly, springing to her feet and waving her crowbar in the intruder’s direction, making them jump back. They sprinted headfirst at Kagami, grabbing her by the wrist and slamming her to the ground. Kagami rebounded by curling her foot around her opponent’s ankle and sending them crashing into the cooking equipment. Adrien let out a moan of despair.

“Guys, you’re making a mess!” he shouted. “Can’t we set our differences aside and just talk it out?”

“There is no talking it out!” yelled Kagami, who was trapped in a headlock. “I could really use your help right now, Adrien!”

Adrien grabbed the closest object within reach (a frying pan) and took a swing at the opponent. The hooded figure released Kagami and backflipped out of the way of the pan. 

Kagami retrieved her crowbar from the ground and tried to ram it into the intruder’s shoulder, but he swiped left and took a jab at her ribcage. Adrien flung himself on top of the intruder’s arm, effectively keeping Kagami’s ribcage intact, and kicked the intruder in the stomach, sending the hooded figure reeling back in agony. Kagami seized the moment of the intruder’s distraction to grip Adrien’s pan and slam it as hard as she could onto the intruder’s foot.

The intruder made no reaction to the impact of a frying pan on their foot.

“The hell?!” Kagami vented. “What type of boots is this guy wearing?!”

She soon found out; the intruder accomplished an acrobatic spin into the air and landed a kick across Kagami’s face. It felt like someone had thrown a brick at her. 

For a moment, all Kagami could focus on was the immense pain. Feeling her cheekbone, she deciphered that nothing was broken, but the blow had certainly drawn blood, as she examined her hand stained liquid red. Kagami was brought back to reality by the force of the intruder toppling into her.

“Sorry!” apologized Adrien, evidently having caused the intruder to collide with Kagami.

The intruder got up quickly, but instead of going for Adrien or Kagami, he dashed towards Adrien’s backpack. Realization dawned on Kagami - this person was here for their stuff.

“Hey! That’s mine!” exclaimed Adrien, rushing at the intruder as they grabbed his packpack and made a mad dash for the river.

Adrien was able to tackle the intruder before he got to the water’s edge. Kagami ran over to join the wrestling figures on the ground. She lifted the intruder to his feet by the crook of his neck, allowing Adrien to reclaim his backpack, and shoved the hooded figure as hard as she could into the river.

The river was deeper than Kagami had assumed, and neither she nor Adrien saw him for a few seconds, but then they spotted him further along the bank, being carried downstream by the powerful current. Within ten seconds, the attacker had disappeared from view.

“Who was that?” Adrien asked, sounding out of breath. 

“A bandit,” replied Kagami shortly. “Someone looking to get lucky from robbing anybody they find. There are tons of them.”

After a temporary silence, Adrien said, “That was scary.”

“Well, it’s over now,” said Kagami comfortingly, giving Adrien a pat on the back.

“I’ve never fought anyone before,” admitted Adrien, picking up some of the cooking equipment.

“You did decently well for your first time.”

Adrien gave Kagami a half-smile. “Thanks.”

It took a long time for Adrien to clean the cooking materials and fix dinner - since the French onion soup had been lost in the scuffle, they ate tamales instead. 

“You know,” Kagami munched, “these are actually incredible. You’ve got a gift, Adrien.”

Adrien smiled broadly for the rest of the meal.

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Crowbar (Alternate First Meeting)

Hi guys! This here short story is my first participation in Adrigami Week! I was planning on posting it yesterday, seeing as it’s following the “Alternate First Meeting” prompt, but the time got away from me. Idk if it’s still eligible for the official reblog or not, but I still had a blast writing it all the same. Enjoy! (Contains very mild profanity)

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Her lip was bleeding. For whatever reason, Kagami chose to focus on this minute aspect out of all the other injuries she’d sustained. She dabbed it with a paper towel.

Kagami couldn’t recall how she’d gotten like this. There was so much she couldn’t recall, and the staggering immensity of all her forgotten experiences had weighed down on her for so long that when she found herself in a bathroom without a clue as to how she’d gotten there, she was able to handle the newfound situation better than someone who hadn’t been through what she had.

The only thing that confused Kagami was that her clothes were in perfect condition, despite her face being bloody and streaked with dirt. In fact, they looked as though they’d just been sewn by a master tailor. 

She brushed the puzzlement aside - she couldn’t linger here in this mysterious bathroom. Lingering got you killed.

The door opened easily at her touch, and Kagami examined the bedroom that it led into. The walls were painted in an eye-catching shade of purple, but the bed itself was small and plain. Kagami also noticed that there was no furniture other than a small nightstand and that the window was broken. It framed the outside world in jagged glass.

This aforementioned outside world was cloudy and bleak. Based on how damp the street appeared, Kagami concluded it must’ve rained recently. The buildings matched the clouds in their shade of gray, with windows just as broken as the one Kagami was using as an observation point. No street signs were visible. No vehicles, no animals, no people. Not even wind.

Kagami couldn’t care less about the lack of other individuals; her attention was pinpointed on the crowbar leaning casually against the building opposite. Without a second’s hesitation, she kicked away the rest of the glass and crawled expertly out of the window.

She didn’t know how she knew there’d be a fire escape, but resolved not to ponder on it, because every second she didn’t have the crowbar was a second where it could fall into the possession of someone else. Crowbars were tools; tools were extremely helpful.

By the time Kagami had raced down the stairs leading to the ground, she could notice how old and rusty the crowbar was. In retrospect, it probably wouldn’t be much use against some of the more contemporary weapons others owned, but in times like these, Kagami would take anything she could get.

In no time, she had dashed across the street and grasped the crowbar in her right hand. Flakes of deceased metal fell to the ground like rotten snow as she twirled it experimentally. Even if it fell apart in combat, it was nevertheless pretty maneuverable. 

“Drop it.”

Kagami turned around instead, searching for the voice’s master. She found the man in question stepping out the adjacent alleyway. His face was hidden under an old halloween mask, but Kagami could see he was wearing a green rain jacket and pointing a pistol in her direction.

Was it a pistol? Further examination led Kagami to realize it was no such thing; it was a water gun, and she almost pitied the hopeless idiot who brandished it at her.

“I said drop it!” the man shouted, though not very loudly.

“You know that’s not a real gun, right?” Kagami asked nonchalantly, deciding to break the truth to him.

The man lowered the toy firearm and hung his head. “Damn it.”

“Wait, you already knew?” said Kagami in disbelief. “Why on Earth would you use a water gun instead of, I don’t know, an actual one?”

“I’m a pacifist,” admitted the man, sounding guilty. “I’m a believer of nonviolence.”

“I don’t know if you’ve heard, but nonviolence fell out of fashion a while back,” said Kagami, not knowing where she’d heard it from.

“Well, I always favored the old styles over the new,” the man said. “You hungry? I’ve got some food.”

Kagami’s mouth fell open in spite of herself. Who did this airhead think he was? You didn’t just go around offering people food. But before she’d even responded, he started walking over to her, removing his mask in the process.

Based off his recent actions, Kagami was expecting him to look innocent and tame, and she was not disappointed. However, she hadn’t foreseen blond hair and green eyes. She hadn’t expected him to look this... well, attractive.

“I’m Adrien, by the way,” he said, plopping his butt on the pavement and taking off his previously concealed backpack. “What’s your name?”

“I’m not about to tell you my name!” Kagami cried exasperatedly. “I know nothing about you!”

Adrien, who’d previously been busy unpacking, looked up at Kagami closely for the first time. His eyes widened after locking with hers and he dropped the box of Ritz crackers he’d been taking out.

After a few uncomfortable seconds, Kagami demanded, “What?”

Adrien flinched violently and faced the ground, blushing. “Nothing.”

“Why were you staring at me for so long?” persisted Kagami.

“N-No reason!” Adrien stammered embarrassedly. 

“Then why were you doing it?”

“I don’t know!”

Kagami decided not to push the topic and begrudgingly sat down; she hadn’t realized how hungry she was until now.

“So...” began Adrien slowly, seeming to regain some of his previous placidity. “I never did learn your name.”

“We’re not there yet,” Kagami grumbled, snatching a plastic-wrapped sandwich out of his hands.

“Well, what are you doing ‘round these parts?” Adrien asked curiously, putting his chin in his hands.

“None of your business,” snapped Kagami, losing some of her intimidation skills to a mouthful of grilled cheese.

“How’s the food?”

“Awful,” Kagami replied, even though it was delicious.

Adrien laughed hard. “You’re funny!”

“No, I’m not.”

“Oh, but you are!” 

“What’s your problem?” asked Kagami sternly. “You know nothing about me, I could’ve killed you without hesitation as soon as you came over here!”

“And yet you didn’t!” Adrien pointed out cheerfully.

Kagami took a deep breath, trying to keep her temper in check. “Adrien, wasn’t it?”

Adrien nodded and smiled, seeming delighted that she’d remembered his name.

“Adrien, I don’t know what miracle allowed you to survive for this long, but in our society’s current state, you might not be around much longer. I suggest you drop this puppy dog attitude and learn to fend for yourself.”

“Why learn to fend for myself when we can fend for each other?” asked Adrien earnestly.

The sincereness of this question, contrasting with the playfulness Adrien had exhibited, caught Kagami off guard for a moment, though she soon regained her bearings.

“Adrien, no offense, but you’d be dead weight,” she stated. “Even if I wanted to stick around with you, my memory kinda wipes itself clean every six hours or so, only holding on to the most treasured information - my name, my personality, how to speak, how to read and write, knowing what stuff is, and the like.”

“No way!” exclaimed Adrien, before Kagami could continue. “I have the same thing! That’s why I started a diary!”

He zipped open his backpack again and retrieved a worn leather-bound book. Adrien opened it and showed Kagami its messily written contents.

“I originally didn’t remember how to write,” he explained, flipping through some pages to get to the beginning, “but I was able to relearn! It took like a year, though.”

Kagami peered at the even messier scrawl of a younger Adrien. She was shocked to see his name spelled incorrectly with crayon.

“How long’ve you been on your own?” she asked uncertainly.

“About twenty years, I think,” Adrien answered dismissively. “I can’t know for certain, I didn’t relearn how to understand a calendar until someone took me in when I was... fourteen, maybe?”

“Someone took you in?” inquired Kagami.

Suddenly, Adrien’s face began filled with sorrow and loneliness. “Yeah... yeah, I don’t like thinking about that.”

Noticing how sympathetically Kagami was gazing at him, Adrien quickly plastered his old smile back on. “That doesn’t really matter. Now I’ve got you!”

Kagami hesitated. One of the instincts her memory’d held onto was avoiding people, but Adrien seemed different. He in the same situation she was in, and he’d shown her kindness. Besides, it’d be nice to have a companion, and Adrien’s diary probably contained scores of valuable information to help the duo survive. 

Even if not for all those reasons, there was something else, though Kagami wasn’t sure what it was yet. For whatever reason, Adrien made her feel relaxed, happy even. She didn’t know why, but he did.

“Okay, Adrien,” she said resignedly. “You can stick with me.”

Adrien’s face lit up with gratitude, and before she knew it, Kagami found herself buried in a hug. It was warm and comforting.

“Thank you so much!” Adrien said happily. 

“No problem, Adrien,” sighed Kagami, already having her doubts.

Adrien released her and scooped up his backpack. They both stood up.

“Where are we headed?” he asked.

“West,” responded Kagami mechanically. “It won’t make too much of a difference, but we need all the sunlight we can get.”

The two started to walk. After trekking for about a minute, Adrien spoke again.

“You never did tell me what your name is.”

Kagami smiled softly and rolled her eyes. “It’s Kagami.”

“Kagami,” repeated Adrien thoughtfully. “I like that name.”

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Some music I thought would fit the mood is below.

INSTRUCTIONS: 1) Look at artwork without music, 2) Look at artwork with music for entirety of song for full effect.

Barracuda, by Heart

Okay, so maybe a little cliche, but I thought the song would fit in with Purple Tigress’s sheer awesomeness. Fantastic job, @katydoodles!

✨she✨

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This video is awesome. Some music I thought would fit the mood is below.

INSTRUCTIONS: 1) Look at artwork without music, 2) Look at art video without music, 3) Look at art and/or art video for entirety of song for full effect. Bonus: Once your finished, look at music video without art, but don’t look at music video while looking at the art, or vice versa.

Red Right Hand, by Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds

I thought that this song captured the uneasy atmosphere emphasized in the drawing. The art video is so delightfully eery! Give @that-octavian a hand, folks!

Now, a treat for the silencer stans.

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Zusammen: Part XI

Link to all parts here.

While Adrien and Kagami were eating dinner and agonizing over the newfound revelations, Luka Couffaine was eating licorice and agonizing over the upcoming concert.

What had caused the momentary lunacy that made him accept Rose’s offer for Kitty Section to perform some of his recently written songs at the music festival? It would’ve been all good and fine if they’d been instrumental, like most of his previous work, but these songs had lyrics. That he would be singing. In front of a multiple-thousand person audience. What had given his brain the audacity to short-circuit and make him respond “yes” to Rose’s question?

Though he’d never admit it as long as he lived, Luka despised singing. Not other people doing it, but himself. He couldn’t understand why; after he’d agreed to Rose’s suggestion, he practiced singing one of his songs in the shower, and he thought he sounded pretty good. Luka supposed it could have something to do with being watched by multitudes of eyes, but that didn’t make since either - he’d spoken at several former Kitty Section gigs without incident. For some reason, singing before a crowd just got him.

He gave a startled jerk at being tapped on the shoulder, turning to face his sister, Juleka.

“Luka, you good? You look a little pale, what’s the matter?”

“Uh... nothing. Just that these Twizzlers taste like rubber,” Luka answered, not necessarily lying.

Juleka gave him an understanding look. “If you want, we could feed them to Fang.”

“Is he supposed to eat licorice?” asked Luka.

“If he can eat Dad’s portable cassette player, I’m sure some candy won’t hurt him,” said Juleka.

“I thought Fang got sick after eating the cassette player,” Luka said confusedly.

“What made you think that?”

“Right after he ate it, I heard these awful wailing sounds from the bathroom. They went on for like an hour.”

“No, that was Dad mourning.”

“Oh, okay.”

Luka handed the half-empty packet of licorice to Juleka. She pocketed it and looked at him expectantly.

“What?” Luka asked.

“Aren’t you coming?” Juleka asked back. “It’s time to rehearse.”

“I-It’s time to rehearse?” repeated Luka nervously. “Now? I thought we had an hour!”

“It’s been an hour,” huffed Juleka impatiently, waving hair out of her face. “We would’ve finished already, but you said you needed to rehearse for the rehearsal and shut yourself up in your room.”

“Ah. R-Right.”

Juleka studied her brother’s anxious face intently. “Luka, you have nothing to worry about. You’re one of Kitty Section’s most talented members. Heck, you’re as good as Dad at this point.”

“Ouch,” said Luka, in a mock offended voice. 

Both brother and sister laughed heartily, but once the laughter subsided, Luka’s feeling of dread slowly crept back into his mind. 

“You ready?” asked Juleka.

Luka took a deep breath; he wasn’t about to let his friends down. 

“Alright,” he said, with as much confidence as he could muster. “I’m ready.”

===========

The performance space on the deck of the Liberty was lit only by outdoor string lights and the stars above in the heavens. When the spotlight flicked on and the band walked onstage, Luka had trouble determining who was in the audience. He could certainly make out his parents and Fang (they were in the front row), but all other faces were shrouded in darkness.

“Hi everyone!” chirped Rose effervescently. “You know us, we’re Kitty Section! This isn’t really a concert, it’s a rehearsal, but that doesn’t mean it has to be any less fun! One thing different about tonight’s performance is that we will be debuting some song written by our lead guitarist, Luka Couffaine!”

A smattering of applause followed Rose’s announcement. Luka squeezed his bracelet tensely.

“I have to say, Luka has written some truly fantastic songs for our band, and he will be opening our rehearsal by performing one of them for us! I give you, Luka Couffaine, playing his own original song, ‘The Quiet’!”

The applause returned stronger, although they could have thrown tomatoes for all Luka cared. “The Quiet”? No. No no no no no no no no no. He wasn’t overly fond of singing any of his songs, but especially not “The Quiet”. Luka had written that song to be performed a cappella - without instruments. 

Had he agreed to sing “The Quiet”? Luka couldn’t remember - the fear of singing in front of a crowd had shut out anything else at the time of Rose’s suggestion. He guessed he could ask Rose if he could sing another song, but once he’d thought of this, he was already at center stage, his mouth centimeters away from the microphone. Had he walked there? 

Focus, he thought. You can do anything. You’re Viperion, for Christ’s sake!

Luka opened his mouth to sing, but his vocal chords refused. 

I said ‘Focus’! his mind told him. Choose a single spot to train your eyes on. Look at nothing except for that one spot. Didn’t your dad say that helped to calm nerves onstage?

Yeah, he did, Luka said to his mind. 

He decided to stare at the Notre-Dame Cathedral; the Liberty was parked in an area of the Seine that provided a perfect view of the famous church. However, when his eyes traveled up from his shoes to gaze at the stained glass windows, Luka found something a million times better.

Marinette. The love of his life. The center of his whole world. 

How had he not seen her before? She was right up in the front row with his family, staring at him with a heartfelt expression that made Luka’s heart expand in his chest. He knew that as long as Marinette was here, everything would work out. 

Luka waved to his girlfriend. Marinette smiled widely and waved back.

“Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.”

That’s how Luka wrote “The Quiet” to begin, with the calm shushing noise. After a four second pause, he began whispering the lyrics softly into the mic, just like the song was supposed to go.

Don’t cry now, darling / the quiet will keep you safe / lullaby now, darling / the quiet will keep you safe / sweet dreams are ‘round the corner / I’ll be waiting there for you / and we’ll fly above the clouds / with the wings our joy will bring / in the search for something new

Another four second pause; Luka had originally written “The Quiet” as a lullaby for Marinette, though this would be the first time she or anyone else heard it, unless there had been spies in the bathroom while he showered.

It’s all right, darling / the quiet will keep you safe / stars are out tonight, darling / the quiet will keep you safe / so lay down on the pillow / make sure to set your alarm / but I’ll stay awake a bit / to marvel at your peaceful face / and keep alert in case I need to protect you / from harm

Luka ceased singing; the song wasn’t very lengthy. Despite this, the applause was the strongest yet, accompanied by whoops and cheers, and even though Luka knew there were less than a dozen individuals seated before him, the clapping sounded loud enough to him to fill the Parc des Princes. He felt so relieved that he hadn’t frozen up during the performance that he didn’t even register Marinette approaching until she’d kissed him. Further cheering ensued as Luka kissed back, and when they finally separated, both of them were beaming.

“Luka, you were amazing!” said Marinette proudly. “I knew you were strong enough to not freak out!”

There was an awkward silence. Marinette’s smile slowly faded.

“Oops,” she said, beginning to blush. “I wasn’t supposed to say that.”

“You guys knew I was nervous?” asked Luka, amused rather than upset. “How’d you even find out?”

“It was all Jagged,” grumbled Anarka annoyedly. “I tried to tell him you could handle yourself, but no, you needed emotional support.”

Anarka said the last two words in a frighteningly good Jagged impersonation. Everyone laughed, including the rock star himself, and Anarka couldn’t help chuckling.

There was a dinging sound. As all people in the vicinity kept laughing, Marinette pulled her phone out of her pocket and checked it. She stopped laughing almost immediately.

“Luka?” she asked uncertainly. “Can I talk to you for a second?”

“Absolutely,” Luka replied, wondering what the matter was. 

Once they’d retreated to a secluded part of the boat, Marinette said, “Adrien just sent me a text.”

Although Marinette and Adrien no longer held romantic feelings for each other, they still had a close relationship that Luka mentally compared to his and Juleka’s. Marinette would usually react positively to a message from him.

“Why is Adrien texting you bad?” Luka asked, puzzled.

Marinette handed Luka her phone, and Luka read the text aloud.

“Marinette, I need you and Luka to meet me and Kagami at the Nerve Center as soon as possible. Better bring Nino and Alya for good measure. I know I don’t need to ask you to keep your Miraculous on you, but just be extra sure to have Tikki at the ready. Kagami and I have just made a lot of startling discoveries, and it may or may not involve Hawk Moth.”

Luka’s brow furrowed. “May or may not involve Hawk Moth? He isn’t sure?”

“It doesn’t seem like it,” sighed Marinette. “I’ll go get Alya and Nino. If you want, I can provide an explanation for our absence.”

“Nah, it’s all right,” said Luka. 

Marinette smiled, gave him a peck on the cheek, and walked back towards the stage area.

Luka groaned. If Adrien was asking for them to meet him and Kagami at the Nerve Center, there was a very high possibility for superhero action to take place. 

And the night had started off so well, too.

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THIS IS SOOOOOO CUUUUUUTE!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!

Some music I thought would fit the mood is below. (THIS DRAWING IS SOOOOOO CUUUUUUTE!!!!!)

Instructions: 1) Look at artwork without music, 2) Look at artwork with music for entirety of song for full effect. (I CAN’T GET OVER HOW CUTE THIS IS!!!!!)

Come Away With Me, by Norah Jones 

(It’s a beautiful song, I thought it would pair perfectly with this drawing, and no, I still haven’t gotten over how cute the drawing is)

Let me introduce you to my new fav ship:

✨ VIPERFAIRY✨ 

Bless ‘wishmaker’ and @mc-lukanette​ for inspiring me to draw them 💙

Sketch and process under the cut:

Keep reading

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Zusammen: Part X

Link to all parts here.

“Okay, I’ll admit, it looks pretty bad. The book contained information about akumas and amoks, which probably meant it contained information about the Butterfly and Peacock Miraculous, and my mother was the only person to check it out from the library ever, but so what? That doesn’t mean she was in cahoots with the man who’d become Hawk Moth! It could all just be a big coincidence, her checking out a book holding details about the only two Miraculouses being used for evil. And not returning it. Three days before she vanished.”

They were eating dinner at a restaurant near the library. After finding the picture of an akuma (and later one of an amok), Adrien had been thrown into a state of shock. He’d been so horrified at the notion of his mother possibly knowing the man who’d become Hawk Moth, of her possibly using the tools to create Hawk Moth, that he didn’t even recollect Kagami returning the watercolors to the librarian and practically carrying him to the bistro. Upon arriving, Adrien had returned to his normal self, trying to convince both Kagami and himself that their recent findings were unimportant. However, Adrien could tell by Kagami’s look that she knew he wasn’t being honest.

But he wanted to be honest. He wanted the falsely hopeful words he spewed from his mouth to be true more than he’d wanted anything. Adrien had never wished for something so badly.

“Adrien,” said Kagami, grasping his hand, “I know you don’t want to hear what I’m about to say, but you need to because it’s vital.”

Her face was one of such great sympathy and understanding that Adrien felt his tear ducts straining to keep the flash flood at bay.

“What if your mother did know Hawk Moth personally?” Kagami proposed. “What if, directly or indirectly, she did give him the tools to akumatize people?”

“No,” said Adrien immediately, refusing to believe it. “My mother was a kind and loving woman. She would never do that, she would never allow something like that to happen. Maybe... maybe it’s all just a huge misunderstanding.”

“A huge misunderstanding?” asked Kagami skeptically. “Adrien, even you aren’t that naive! So maybe your mother didn’t mistakenly create evil, but you cannot deny that something is going on here! This obviously goes far beyond only your mother’s disappearance - the murder, the book, your father’s behavior! Not to mention that this is the longest stretch of time without an akuma attack!”

Adrien groaned - he’d forgotten completely about rendezvousing with Marinette to discuss Hawk Moth’s mysterious absence. Though they’d both welcomed the sudden lack of pressure that usually bore down on them daily, each of them had agreed that if Hawk Moth was lying low, it meant he might be changing tactics, which could make him more difficult to defeat.

“Well, what do you propose we do?” Adrien asked Kagami, stabbing a broccoli floret with his fork. “We started this investigation to find mother, and all we’ve found are more problems to take care of.”

Kagami heaved a tired sigh and rubbed her eyes. “I don’t know. Your mother’s disappearance, your father acting odd, Nathalie abruptly going on vacation, the murder of your father’s would-be assassinator, and the book opening up the possibilities of your mother knowing the man who would become Hawk Moth and giving him the tools to akumatize people - not to mention that she might’ve known the woman who’d become Mayura and given her the tools to amokize -”

She interrupted herself by slurping some of her bouillabaisse with a spoon.

“And who knows?” Kagami continued. “Your mother could’ve wielded either the Butterfly or Peacock Miraculous herself. Maybe she kept the library book on purpose, or maybe your father kept the library book on purpose. Maybe your father wielded one of the Miraculouses too.”

Kagami stared at Adrien fearfully. “Adrien... you don’t think...”

“No, Kagami, I do not think my father is Hawk Moth,” said Adrien exhaustedly. 

“But it all kind of fits!” said Kagami. “That’s why the book was never returned, he was using it to learn how to akumatize people!”

“Kagami, we’ve been over this!” said Adrien, his voice rising. “My father was akumatized into The Collector! If he’s Hawk Moth, why’d he akumatize himself?”

“I-I don’t know,” Kagami said defeatedly, putting her hand on her forehead. “He may’ve done it to avoid suspicion, we can’t know for sure. But what we can know for sure is that this isn’t just about your mother vanishing anymore. There’s so much more tied into this, and I feel like it’s all connected somehow, but I can’t figure it out!”

Kagami pounded her fist on the table in frustration, making the silverware clatter. Adrien gave his escargot a loathsome face.

“Why the hell did I order snails? I hate snails!”

“How am I supposed to know?” cried Kagami exasperatedly. “We were both extremely confused and discombobulated when we got here!”

There were a few beats of silence as Adrien and Kagami gazed at each other.

“I’m sorry,” Kagami said softly, her posture relaxing. “I shouldn’t have yelled.”

“Hey, I’m sorry too,” replied Adrien. “I just - I just don’t know how to handle the situation. But there’s no backing out now. I think we’re gonna need to keep digging tonight.”

“Adrien, you know what Inspector Beaumont told us,” said Kagami. “We’re not supposed to snoop around after dark. It’s already six o’clock. He has a point regarding our lack of knowledge about Moreau’s murderer. If the killer’s looking to erase information about the attempt on your father’s life, than we could get caught in the crossfire.”

It was at that moment that Kagami witnessed Adrien have a lightbulb moment.

“We need more help,” he whispered to himself.

“Adrien, did you hear what I said?” asked Kagami. “We can’t continue the investigation at night!”

Adrien looked up at her and smiled. “That’s true, we can’t. But Chat Noir and Ryuko can.”

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Zusammen: Part IX

Link to all parts here.

Kagami was not someone who gave up easily, and she wasn’t about to give up on searching for Adrien’s mother just because they hadn’t discovered anything yet, but she found the lack of clues difficult to tolerate. She and Adrien had already covered three days of Emilie’s last week in Paris to no avail - the filming location of what would’ve been her fourth motion picture, the grocery store she’d visited on the Monday before she vanished, the hairdresser, the Louvre, and so on. They were now retracing Emilie’s steps on the Tuesday before her disappearance, which had taken place on Friday of the same week, and Adrien and Kagami still hadn’t uncovered any useful information. However, Kagami was still enjoying herself - she liked walking through the city with Adrien.

“Okay,” said Adrien, trying to sound optimistic as they exited the jewelry store, “I will admit, this isn’t going as smoothly as I’d hoped, but there are still plenty of places that could connect to Mother’s disappearance. It’s only the first day of our investigation.”

“I totally agree,” put in Kagami. “I am getting a bit hungry, though.”

They took a fifteen-minute break to pick up some lunch; with both of their energy and morale levels low, the sandwiches tasted extra good. Once they were finished, Adrien and Kagami discussed how best to proceed.

“Our current approach is working, it’s just that we haven’t found anything yet,” Adrien said.

“Yeah,” acknowledged Kagami. “I think we’re just gonna have to keep patient.”

“Well, it says here that the library’s next,” said Adrien, looking at Emilie’s personal organizer. “We’re pretty close.”

“I’ll say,” Kagami laughed. “It’s literally across the street.”

Adrien turned to the large marble-clad fortress just ahead of them.

“Huh,” he muttered, scratching his chin. “I guess you’re right.”

===========

The inside of the library was vast; bookshelves upon bookshelves stretched across the area, each of them brimmed with volumes of every kind. The help desk looked like a tiny island in the midst of it all, though the librarian didn’t seem to care. She didn’t make any reaction to her surroundings until Adrien and Kagami walked up to her.

“Ah,” she murmured ominously, eyeing the two teenagers from behind a giant tower of books. “I’ve seen you before.”

She pointed a crooked finger at Adrien, making him squirm a little.

“Uh-huh,” said Kagami dismissively, trying to prevent her boyfriend from growing uncomfortable. “We’re wondering if you have the check-out records on hand.”

“May I ask why?” questioned the librarian suspiciously, raising an eyebrow.

“We’re part of an investigation looking into the disappearance of Emilie Agreste,” explained Kagami. “We need to see which books she checked out on Tuesday, May 16 - if she checked out any books.”

“Fine by me,” the librarian drawled. “Do you have Mrs. Agreste’s library card at hand?”

Adrien pulled the card from his pocket and slid it across the desk to the librarian. She picked it up gingerly.

“Wait here.”

Adrien and Kagami watched the librarian shuffle away down one of the canyons of bookshelves. She returned less than five minutes later, a stack of files in her arms, with the library card rested on top.

“These are the complete records of each library book Emilie Agreste ever checked out,” the librarian told them, setting the files down and handing the library card back to Adrien. “She wasn’t a member of the Parisian Public Library System for very long; only for a couple months, in fact. I don’t think she ever really needed to be a member, with her mansion boasting its own library.”

“Thank you,” said Kagami and Adrien at the same time. The librarian smiled slightly.

As they walked off to a nearby table, Adrien asked, “How long do you think this’ll take?”

“Not very long,” Kagami responded shortly. “I doubt that Moreau’s murderer would hang around a public area, so I believe we’ll be safe splitting up inside the building. We don’t need to read the books cover to cover, just flip through them in case your mother left bookmarks or notes or whatever.”

It became apparent that their search would take even less time than Kagami had speculated. Emilie hadn’t checked out a lot of books; Adrien speculated that she only came here for publications not stocked at the mansion’s library. The books varied widely, from acting methods and obscure moments of the country’s past to rare amphibian species and child psychology. It was nearing four o’clock by the time Adrien and Kagami reconvened.

“Anything out of the ordinary?” asked Adrien.

Kagami shrugged. “I found out your mother read a good portion of Joris-Karl Huysmans, but that’s about it.”

Adrien sighed. “How many more books did she check out?”

Kagami looked down at the last remaining unopened file. “Two. The first one’s called Interpreter of Maladies. My mother’s read the Braille version and she told me it was brilliant - that’s high praise coming from the woman who literally tossed Harry Potter in the garbage.”

“Which book?!” Adrien asked, feeling outraged.

“Prisoner of Azkaban,” said Kagami regretfully. “She read the first few pages and just threw it in the trash can - and that’s luxury treatment compared to what she did with Order of the Phoenix. You don’t even wanna know.”

“Good lord, it’s fine she didn’t like them, but at least treat the physical book with a bit respect!” exclaimed Adrien. “Max doesn’t like them either, but you don’t see him chucking them out along with table scraps and whatnot!”

It took a bottle of water and several deep breaths for Adrien to regain control of himself, by which time it was four-thirty. They both knew that in order to remain within the guidelines Inspector Beaumont had set for them, they’d need to get back home within an hour.

“Sorry about that,” Adrien apologized, panting a little. “I got a little carried away. What’s the last book my mother checked out?”

“Let’s see,” said Kagami, flipping the file back open again. “The last book your mother checked out before she disappeared is called -”

Her eyes widened suddenly.

“What?” asked Adrien worriedly. “Which book is it?”

Kagami stared at him fearfully. “It’s called Eternally Intertwined: The Connections Between Magic and Human Emotions.”

Adrien’s heart skipped a beat. For him, the connections between magic and human emotions only related to one thing - Hawk Moth.

“Are... are you positive?” he gulped.

Kagami handed the file over to him. Sure enough, the title she’d just relayed to him was staring him in the face. Right as his eyes finished crossing over the words, Adrien clapped the file shut and strode over to the help desk, Kagami trotting behind him.

“Excuse me?” he asked the librarian, who’d stopped eating her salad to give Adrien her full attention. “I was wondering what you could tell me about this book.”

He placed the file down and tapped the ink with his finger. The librarian made a confused expression.

“Eternally Intertwined: The Connections Between Magic and Human Emotions? I have never heard of such a book,” the librarian admitted. “I’m sure it’s in the catalogue somewhere, though. Let me go check.”

She trundled down a hallway didn’t return until fifteen minutes had passed. The librarian sat back down and turned to Adrien and Kagami.

“Well, I think I’ve just discovered something of use to you,” she said, taking a bite of salad. “Eternally Intertwined was a recent publication back when Emilie Agreste checked it out. It wasn’t in wide circulation; the author, Madeleine Archambault, was a folklorist whose work had been repeatedly discredited for its alleged inaccuracies. Therefore, not many publishing companies were eager to accept her manuscripts. However, Archambault was able to convince a small, local press to give her a contract, entitling her to around ten thousand euros for a dozen books.”

“That’s it?” asked Adrien in surprise. His father had told him before that already published authors usually received more than twice that amount on one book.

“It wasn’t much,” continued the librarian, “but Archambault was desperate for work. She was able to get Eternally Intertwined published in the spring of that year. We only had a single copy in the library system; Emilie Agreste remains the only person to’ve checked it out.”

“How come?” Kagami asked. “It’s been five years since then, surely someone would’ve taken an interest in a book covering that kind of subject matter.”

Adrien nodded in agreement, thinking of Hawk Moth.

“I see where you’re coming from,” said the librarian, “but Eternally Intertwined was a commercial and critical flop. Critics panned it for resembling her previous work, which they said lacked backing evidence. The press Archambault had convinced to publish it rescinded her contract and she hasn’t produced any piece of writing since. Last time anyone had heard from her, she’d been working on a documentary in Alsace.”

She took another bite of her salad before saying, “Even if it’d been a success, no one would’ve checked it out, on account of it not being returned.”

“It wasn’t returned?” said Adrien in surprise.

The librarian shook her head. “Emilie Agreste never got the chance to give it back before she disappeared. But not to worry - Eternally Intertwined included Archambault’s watercolor pictures of objects mentioned in the text, and we have prints of some of those pictures in stock.”

She pointed to a thick roll of parchment paper that Adrien hadn’t noticed. Without a word, he picked it up and brought it to his and Kagami’s table, unrolling it hastily. The watercolor he saw first confirmed his fears.

It depicted two butterflies. One was pure white, the other was black and purple. Beneath the watercolor was a single word.

Akuma.

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YES!

Have you or a loved one ever wondered why there isn't much orchestra au art? well I did some research and it's because instruments are a Pain to draw!!!

Anyways most of these are based on vibes i associate with each instrument that i got from being in middle school band and high school orchestra so it's probably a bit (a lot?) cliche. It's totally possible that you might have a better idea of what suits each character, and if so, I would love to know!

Some other stuff I was thinking

Juleka on double bass

Rose ??? on piccolo (that's gotta be too cliche) or some low brass??

Kim and Alix on trumpet

or Alix on viola? I can't decide

Max on violin (he'd be like one of those musicians who are super technically skilled but have trouble with the artistic side)

Ivan is obviously a percussionist

Mylene plays some reed instrument. clarinet or bassoon maybe

Nathaniel on cello?

and Nino maybe as trombone, or maybe as a new up-and-coming composer, or maybe as a sound engineer when the orchestra is recording something, or maybe as production manager (not sure what they do), or maybe as the conductor, or maybe as a dj, or maybe

pls help me with Nino

Gabriel is probably a famous composer or something

Adrien was like paganini - locked in his room by his dad and made to practice for hours and hours until he was so good people thought he sold his soul to the devil for his music skills

Adrien is really famous and that sort of intimidates all the orchestras he plays with and they all keep a bit of a distance so he doesn't really have any friends

and then he's a guest soloist for this orchestra! and he makes friends!

(and maybe he finally goes against his father's plans for his life and chooses to stay as a permanent pianist?)

also there are plenty of alternative Luka ideas

Luka could be the famous guest soloist instead

or he could be a new conductor (a la Mozart in the Jungle)

;) ;) ;)

or he could not even be a classical musician! He could be a famous rock musician! pls i love the whole "classical musician and famous non-classical musician fall in love"

Anyways I really miss being in orchestra and I'd love to here your thoughts!

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Some music I thought would fit the mood is below.

INSTRUCTIONS: 1) Look at artwork without music, 2) Look at artwork with music for entirety of song for full effect.

You Are The Sunshine Of My Life, by Stevie Wonder

My lukanette heart beats strong despite not drawing them as often

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