#silhouette lockscreens

[wallpapedits-vvc]

Details of pictures I've taken 👁️👁️ pt. 3

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#wallpapers #background #homescreen #wallpaper #lockscreen #iphone lockscreens #iphone wallpaper #fondos de celular #fondos de bloqueo #fondos de pantalla #fondos para celular #city #city lights #cityscape #city photography #buildings #silhouette #mountains #clouds #fancy buildings #sunset #kiosko #long exposure #photography #blue sky #toys #night photography #nightlife #trees #nature

[wallpop-wallpapers]

Wallpop Wallpaper of the Day: Silhouette Landscape

#mobile wallpaper #phone wallpaper #android wallpaper #wallpaper #phone background #background #aesthetic wallpaper #lockscreen #hdwallpaper #vector #landscape lockscreens #landscape #landscapelovers #silhouette

[random-wallpapers4u]

Me, Myself, and J-hope

'All New Hope'

Special 8 photo-Folio

Silhouette Photo

Wallpapers

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#kpop #bts #kpop idol #bts jhope #random wallpapers 4u #bangtan sonyeondan #bangtan #bangtan boys #bts jung hoseok #bts hoseok #all new hope #silhouette Photo #bts jhope wallpapers #bts jhope lockscreen #kpop wallpaper #kpop lockscreen #bts wallpaper #bts lockscreen

[feels-like-im-waiting]

Matty Healy from the 1975 iPhone wallpaper.

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#matty healy #matty the 1975 #the 1975 #wallpapers #art #digital portrait #silhouette #background #aesthetic lockscreen

[greenunoreversecard]

Don't hide your pain

-> Angel dust x reader

A/N: I made this of my own violation. I needed to therapize myself

Reader POV, ftm male, who's ✨️traumatized✨️

It always starts like this.

Things go well for a while. Things go great, even.

And then it gets bad. And it stays bad, and i ruin every close relationship and im alone.

And then it repeats.

I just wish I could be better. I guess that's why I'm at the hotel.

Things have been good for a while, so good, infact I though the cycle could be over.

Angel brought so much light to my life. He made me feel so happy, and wanted and needed.

And I was so much better. But it seems like the happier I was the worse i fall.

I sigh, rolling over in my bed, grabbing my phone. Fuck it's late in the day. Charlie will be upset, but i cant seem to care. I just- I don't wanna leave my bed.

I look away from my lockscreen, a blurry picture of angel in my Hoodie chasing after nuggets, who has his phone in his mouth, trying to run away with it. It caught angel off guard, and i was laughing so hard i couldnt get a steady photo.

Its one of my favorite memories. I feel a small smile tug at my lips, but my body and my face feel like led that I can barely move.

Theres a knock at my door.

"Hey, baby. Are you ok? Haven't seen you in a day, and I wanted to make sure ya alright.." I hear his quiet voice as the door squeaking lightly as Angle peeks in, silhouette gently illuminated from the light in the hallway.

I grumble in reply and roll over. He sighs, and for a moment I think he leaves but i feel him sit on my bed, next to me. I can feel his warmth. Despite having the features of a cold-blooded spider, he's always run rather hot.

He rests his hand on my back.

"Baby, I can't help you if you dont talk ta me"

Irritation rises in me.

"Don't. I dont need you. I dont need your fucking pity. Just fuck off, please." I say, voice rough and shoulders tense.

His determination doesn't deter, though.

"I don't pity you, love. I just wanna help."

I know my irritation is irrational, logically. But I can't help being angry. Angry I am this way, angry I'm so helpless. And I'm ahry he has to see me like this, considering he has it so much worse. He deserves better than this. Better than me. But I can't seem to stop the slow of my defensive anger, vomiting out words I'm uncertain seraid him I know they do me coming out my mouth.

"Don't pretend, angie."

"I'm serious, though. I want to help."

"Don't play with me. I don't need you, and I don't need your pity."

"Why are you doing this?"

This freezes me. I tense. I don't know why I do this. I don't know why I'm hurting him. I don't know why I'm hurting myself by hurting the only person thats treated me like a fucking sentient being..

I realise, at this point, he's as rigid as a brick, and I look over at him. He tears in the corners of his eyes, eyes slighrly red from the effort it takes to stop his tears. His hair is a mess, and he's shaking, God's he's shaking.

"I- please, sugar. I just wanna help you but- but I can't if you push us away. I you push me away. I- I don't wanna lose you. I can't fucking lose you. And I can feel you sliping and its- it's scary. Please, if not for you then for me."

At this, a sob wracks its way through my body, every viceral emotion I've held back hitting me like a dam destroyed. Apologies spewing through my lips like it's a lifeline. And in a way, it is. Because, I know hes right. And I know if I continue on the way I do, I'll be destroyed at my own hands. And I'll lose him, I'll lose my lifeline.

...

..

.

I don't know how long I cry for. It's all kind of blurry, really. I know i tell him everything ive hid from him about my life through choked sobs, and at some point he's holding me to his chest, gently stroking my hair, touch gentle but deep, afraid to let me go as if I'll disappear, or break like glass.

The good never used to last for long, but maybe this time I can make it last forever.

So long as I have him.

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End note: vv rushed lmfao. Anywhore, hopes this gives a small gauge as to my writing style. I can also try my hand at different possibilities.

Hope ye likey likey

#no beta we die like jason todd #Hazbinhotel x reader #Hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel angel dust #Hazbin hotel fic #Angel dust x reader #Angel dust x male reader #Hazbin Hotel x male reader #Angel dust #Angst #hurt/comfort #Angel dust fic #Hazbin hotel headcankn #Hazbin hotel one-shot #Angel dust one-shot #Angel dust headcanon

[jinlias]

tally - rosé

— songwriter!, musician! rosé, paparazzi

i say fuck it when i feel it, cuz no one’s keeping tally i do what i want with who i like

rosé was exhausted, she hates this cycle. of sneaking around and hiding under dark clothes when you’re in public, of hiding her lockscreen and the polaroid on her phone case from appearing on photos or videos, she hated being unable to talk about you to everyone, she hated all of this, loathed it.

but she always kept you around, even if you had to ride with crew most of the time, for when she was away from you too long she would start to hear her own heartbeat more than she’d like. you were peace to her. rosé was exhausted, but mostly, she was furious.

and i ain’t gon conceal it, while you talking all that shit, i’ll be getting mine

it was a thing of time, that everyone started noticing the same feminine silhouette around her even when none of her crew was. fans kept up with her management team, everyone even knew her re-ocurring friend group, they just couldn’t pinpoint where u fell, yet, you were always there.

don’t apologize for my behavior, if you’re offended i don’t care.

she never fit in the usual korean mold, the delicate, educated and always quiet women she shared the industry with because they valued their dream career more than their own freedom. controversy is what made her stand out, it’s how she blew up, it’s expected no one was too surprised when she started a soft launch of your relationship. pictures of the two bowls of food, tangled hands, two shadows on a crosswalk, small, private, intimate photos like these easily gave away it was not just one of her friends.

sometimes i like to go play dirty, just like all of the fuckboys do, that’s my choice and there’s no one i’m hurting, when that’s not girly.

but rosé has always been open about her private life, she’s never hid behind dark clothes or hats, at least not until you. she was a weekly topic on social media, everyone took out the time to discuss her possible hook ups, like that was of important matter to anyone else.

that’s why everyone else was so observant now, because all of the sudden she stopped running out of models’ apartments at three am with tousled hair. instead, she was seen hiding behind her clothes and around a becoming familiar silhouette at restaurants, movie theaters, parks, at houses and parties of families who no one’s ever seen before, which was the ideal, but people would just not stop watching her. and you.

everybody tells me to play nice, everybody judge but looking twice, but my body don’t belong to none of them though, and i’m not going to change cuz you say so.

she was tired of playing nice, of laughing it off when men asked her about her love life, when the woman interviewer asked about any special boys in her life. she was tired of everyone assuming and deciding which one of her friends she was dating today. why couldn’t they see she loved you? why couldn’t they just move on? she wasn’t theirs to play around with, she just wanted to do what she loved, surrounded by people she loved. surrounded by you.

warned me to make the rules, or play the fool, it ain't that hard to choose

“rosie, this could make or break your career” you really wish it wasn’t this hard, you wish you could just love each other and live contently. without anyone else interfering.

“i don’t give a fuck anymore. i need you to do the same” she’s cried, she’s given up. but she’s angry, she wants this over. she wants you two to be free. “will you walk the red carpet with me? please” she asks again, begs, her eyes are telling you all of the above. how she can’t take this anymore, if she has to pretend she doesn’t know you for one more night, she might just explode.

rosé can’t ever explain to you the amount of bliss she felt when you agreed, she had been given an ultimatum since the beginning, play the fool or break the rules. play the fool because it could save her career, break the rules because it could save her. she’s finally brave enough to choose for you. and she chooses to be immensely happy, publicly

i say fuck it when i feel it. cuz no one’s keeping tally i do what i want with who i like.

that night, hell broke loose. so did the internet, the photo of her kissing you at the red carpet had millions of fans publicly giving up on her, but so many more expressing their gratitude and pride for her. regardless she couldn’t care less about the numbers, the money, all she cared about was you, her, your future together, and how it was finally possible.

#AHHH I MISSED MY SONG FICS SM❤️‍🩹 #and i love this song. #i haven’t ever gotten over this album and its been what six months? #also coachella has me in my bp feels #rosé imagines #rosé fluff #rosé angst #rosé x yn #rosé x reader #rosé imagine #rosé blurb #rose x reader #song fic #rsj

[midnightsun-if]

ohh the phone ask remind me that classic ask: what are the ros phone's homescreens and lockscreens? and do they change them when in a relationship with mc? <3 <3

Koda: His lock screen and home screen are just pictures of some of the prettier places he’s been. When he gets into a relationship with the MC? They’d probably stay the same. If the MC wanted to be his wallpaper though? He’d happily change it. It’s just not something he really thinks about that much.

Scarlett: Either the default ones or pictures of Zephyr and Lexa that Zephyr added, and Scarlett just couldn’t be bothered to change it. When in a relationship? Her lock screen would probably stay the same, or it’d might be a silhouette of the two of you together, with her home screen being a picture you had sneakily taken while in her arms and she’s looking down at you— a picture that she pretended to hate because it makes her look soft. Only for you to find it being her home screen however long later.

Cyrus/Cyra: Both their home and lock screen are the sunrise and sunset, respectively. It’s something that calms them when they see it, allowing their brain to rest for a small moment. When they get into a relationship? It’d probably change into pictures of you.

Quinn: Candid photos that were taken on one of their various hikes, which means they change a lot because they always find new places to explore. When they get into a relationship it’d shift to nature shots still, but it’d probably include you walking on the path in front of them.

Caden: Default. Will it change? Probably not. Caden doesn’t truly use their phone for personal use like that, it’s mainly for work and that’s about it.

Sloane: Just a black screen is their lock screen, but their home screen is a slightly blurry picture of an older looking pub with a neon light flashing in the front— a token for a place long gone, and past that’s better forgotten, but stubbornly hangs around. When in a relationship they’d happily change it to pictures of you both together, a happier future finally gracing the screen of their phone.

Blake: A random picture they took of the ocean is their lock screen and their home screen is a picture of you both from a while back that definitely looks old, but they absolutely love the memory that’s attached to the photo. It probably wouldn’t be changed once they get into a relationship, but they could always be convinced.

Reginald/Regina: Totally the type to have random quotes as their lock/home screen and wouldn’t be ashamed to admit it. They’d probably keep one quote and change the other into a photo of the two of you together. (Or they’d change it to a nice, aesthetically pleasing shot of their books. Only time will tell…) Or, better yet, a cute picture with you reading a book— they’d find it absolutely adorable.

#midnight sun #asks #ro: blake herrera #ro: koda kingston #ro: r presley #ro: caden randall #ro: quinn grant #ro: sloane addams #ro: c aurelia #ro: scarlett voltaire #scenario asks

[lee-sanghyeok]

please talk more about your thoughts on riwoo I love hearing them

Oh my God, say less.

Riwoo masters streetstyle in the way the other boys don't. And that is not a diss to the boys—one can grow in their fashion sense and eye for style—but it just seems like Riwoo is a bit more developed on that front. He's in-the-know on the cool, often underrated, brands and his silhouettes, even when baggy, appear intentional. From debut he's been the most noticeable in terms of style. (Before my brain chemistry irrevocably changed because of him I actually thought we'd probably be friends bonding over fashion and dance and stuff!)

His voice is so far the most versatile of the group. When Riwoo dropped the Usher cover and revealed his lower register I was SHOCKED. Their songs often utilise his sweet, higher tone, almost like a falsetto, but this cover is so different. I love it. I had the same reaction with his verses in the Martini Blue cover.

Him choreographing to random songs with Jaehyun??? Just on a whim??? And then post it on Reels/TikTok??? Like. Icon behaviour. I've said during their debut that Riwoo should do something like Dino's Danceology, so I'm really glad he's doing something similar and is showcasing his skills on his own terms.

AND YEAH HIS HAIR IS LONG OVERDUE FOR A CHANGE, because his hair looks like straw sometimes. but it's also super hot so. yeah. I've also noticed him with that hair has been collecting more fans and I just know I'll be fighting in the trenches during their April comeback because people will notice him even more even though he's my boyfriend.

One of his selfies is currently my phone lockscreen. One of his outfits is my laptop lockscreen. Every time he posts a selfie from the alien angle, I want to reach through the screen and teach him how to take a proper photo.

If the comeback has non-fixed unit songs, I want Riwoo, Sungho and Leehan to sing a pop ballad/pop song with bossa nova influence together.

I actually like that he's not on Weverse as often as the other boys? It shows that they're not obligated to be online for a minimum amount of time and can just be on there whenever. It shows he doesn't care much about social media and prefers to spend his time in other ways and I think that's really cool. No idol should be accessible at all times.

I'm also thinking it would be cool in a couple of years, when HYBE makes another show creating a new boy group, that Riwoo is a guest on the show where he teaches the contestants a choreography. I think that'd be very neat.

I'm also thinking that if Riwoo always wears platform shoes and I always wear flats/sneakers and he learns a little English and I learn a little Korean that we could very easily become soulmates and be together forever :):):):) i'm joking i'mjoking

So yeah. Those are my thoughts at the top my head.

#boynextdoor #riwoo #ask ophie #i love him a normal amount

[nagitoedit]

everyone look at my epic phone homescreen and lockscreen that i've had since . oh wow it's been 6 months. but i'm thinking about changing it so everyone look at it.

i made a lot of it using pictures like . with the spiderweb i got a good picture of a spiderweb, and for other things like the cat centipede spider and bat i used select tool and made a silhouette with the greenish yellowish color, then duplicated that and colored it with a red color then blurred it into a 'glow' and put that on a purple background with slight lighter gradient center, all to mimic the look of the top left photo with the glowing "haunted house" sign, since that was the picture i liked soo much and it's sickly glow

but now idk what to change it to. it's not anywhere near halloween anymore lawl so. hmmmm idk 👍 i'll figure it out

[tiredassmage]

Get to know me!

Share your wallpaper:

My laptop bg is currently this really cool shot from Iokath because I forgot about the whole nature reclamation area bit at the very beginning of the chapter, so I wandered off to soak in the vibes a little, lol. My phone bg is uh. very shamelessly still like the most epic art ever of Tyr & Shara by @captainderyn​ bc I love them I love them I love th-

Also my lockscreen for my laptop bc I realized I could set them differently a while ago has been this MELE shot for a while:

The last song you listened to: All Eyes On You - Smash Into Pieces

Currently reading: I’m supposed to be reading Chapter 18 of my textbook for my World Civilizations course this week arghhhh. Boo, college answer. Anyway, shameless fanfic plug, if you haven’t read @kemendin​‘s latest banger for Khel & Quinn you shoulldddd uhhhhh totally do that.

Last movie: Jennifer’s Body. We’re in the horror unit of my class on Post-Apocalypse. *finger guns*

Craving: I just, like... inhaled a plate of chicken nuggets. What can a girl say? She wants simple comforts after a night of customer service work. So. I was craving chicken nuggets. And chocolate milk. Yes, I realize they’re generally not the first things you’d call compatible. Leave me be.

What are you wearing right now? What passes as my pjs; a shirt for a university I’d planned on going to before I entirely re-evaluated my life and my thoughts on a major and also... how much money I wanted to spend on college, lol, and uhh Star Wars shorts featuring R2-D2 and Grogu. No, before you ask, I haven’t watched The Mandalorian. Please don’t shoot me.

How tall are you? 5′5″ ish. Not quite. That’s what the government says I am on my license, lol.

Piercings: None

Tattoos: I wish, but I have an instinctive response to needles that isn’t fun for anyone, lol, so I live... vicariously through fictional characters and watching tattooing shows sometimes. I think they’re so cool, but I’m personally so baby. I know I am. I wouldn’t wish to subject that upon anyone. I also have limited ideas about what I’d actually get because they’re permanent and big and I like when there’s thoughtful meaning to them, buttt... anyway, the closest I got was once I think I contemplated a like. Silhouette from Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron aka the movie of all my childhood. Something from How To Train Your Dragon could also be really cool though. I love Toothless. <3

Glasses? Contacts: Lmao, my vision is ass. Glasses. I’ll pass on contacts. Weirds me out a little.

Last drink: Remember the chocolate milk craving? Yeah. I did that.

Last show: Technically Who’s Line Is It Anyway? over dinner, an episode. Last thing I watched with intent is I managed to miraculously sit long enough to watch the first episode of The Legend of Vox Machina because @fatewalker-phoenix​ has been trying to assign me new blorbo for like a month or something??? Bestie knows my taste well, I think. One day I will fucking finish that show. Grips the edge of the sink.

Last thing you ate: If you think it’s the aforementioned chicken nuggets, you’re correct.

Favorite color: Does black count for these? The amount of black t-shirts I own is like. Obnoxious. Anyway, blue and red, I think. Dark reds, specifically (wine red dye FFXIV my beloved) and uh... blue is sorta variable. Yeah, yeah, Star Wars point and laugh card here :P

Current obsession: .... SWTOR. Imperial Agent. In related news: water is wet.

Unrelated obsession: Girlie (me) will never not be interested in fuzzy blankets. Behold, my kingdom of probably at least ten twisted across my bed.

Any pets: 2 ball pythons (apex predators, apex idiots, beloved <3), and arguably 2 dogs but one is definitely my mom’s baby babiest boy

Do you have a crush on anyone? Do ocs count? Fictional characters, sure. Actual people, actual crush? Nah. I’m an exhausted college student, ain’t got no time for that.

Favorite fictional character: Okay, if I’m allowed to pick favorites on the ocs (I know, I know, parent picks favorite child, le gasp), uhm. No surprising anyone that Tyr’s my baby boy babbyyy my little glowstick. Aaaeeuhhmmm favorite fictional character of like. All time though, hmmm... baby Dot had a crush on Aragorn LOTR fame and honestly I think she was so right. I’d also like to take Clint Barton/Hawkeye away from Marvel, but we don’t talk about that.

No, we shouldn’t line him, Tyr, and Theron Shan up and talk about my thing about disaster agents, either.

The last place you traveled: *toots clown horn* Technically work. Baddum tsh.

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Tagged by @eorzeashan​!! <3 I keep saying I do most of my interacting here and yet all replies and stuff are from my main @space-unicorn-dot​ but. same Dot, different hat, yada yada

I did uhhhhh... several name-drops in here, but no pressure! I’m also ~tired so. mutuals I am <3 tagging u if u want to participate

#tag games #dot talk

[wallpapedits-vvc]

Matching wallpapers #91

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#wallpapers #background #homescreen #wallpaper #lockscreen #random #black #red #the weeknd #abel tesfaye #the idol hbo #quotes #self care #silhouette #photography #fondos de celular #fondos de bloqueo #fondos de pantalla #simple #minimalist style #red aesthetic #black aesthetic #simple aesthetic #fondos #dark colors #self love #self encouragement #music #r&b music #r&b

[wallpop-wallpapers]

Wallpop Wallpaper of the Day: Deer Silhouette

#mobile wallpaper #phone wallpaper #wallpaper #android wallpaper #background #phone background #aesthetic wallpaper #hdwallpaper #lockscreen #vector #amoled #deer #deerart #silhouette #night #night time

[zonigiri]

wait wait wait. just remembered how yesterday i was charging a customer’s phone and when the screen lit up i saw his lockscreen which was such an aesthetic + sexy picture of him and his partner. he was holding her very very close to him and it looked him he was about to dip her, but it was just them facing each other, her body pressed against his with her head thrown back and him kissing her neck? it was probably taken in some nightclub because it was all fluorescent lighting and the picture of them together was practically a silhouette but jesus fuck it felt so intimate i couldn’t look at it for longer than 2 seconds and was practically blushing once i realized what the picture was

#thinking about this and wondering which of my faves would do this #i have a feeling. gojo. #he would have no shame about it either like you'd see him make that his lockscreen and you'd be like?!?!?!?! #he would obv see zero problem with it he'd be like we look so hot what's the problem #he would sort of get what you mean but he wouldn't budge #i also do think gojo changes his lockscreen often based on pictures he likes of you so you're just hoping he likes another one soon enough #and not enough people look at his phone in the meantime #he makes zero effort to hide it either btw. makes it worse when he takes his phone out re realizes what his lockscreen is #and just has a dopey smile on his face #and then someone sees him and they're like what are you smiling at and he just shoves the phone in their face like look how good we look!! #other person is blushing furiously. #t.txt

[daswarschonkaputt]

hi i was just scrolling through ur blog and i saw u mentioned a miraculous ladybug/bnha crossover, i’d love to hear more about it! also i love the snippets of your stories you post, they’re always so interesting and well written <3

okay, so this story is pretty old?? i think. it's not really still in the works, so i'll just talk about it and my plans for it here.

the main vibe of this fic was to try and tell a slightly more mature story using the basis of the show. i was at the time deeply frustrated by the show, and couldn’t really find what i wanted in fanfic. i wanted to age up marinette and chat noir, put them at like, 17ish, and try and approach the show's premise through the lens of their more adult selves.

(fun fact: my phone lockscreen is art that i made for this story, way back when)

okay here's the story summary:

After four years in the Hero business, Marinette wishes she could say she has it all figured out. But, with a Quirk that’s on the fritz, a secret identity that’s slowly eating away at her life, and one hell of an escalation from everyone’s least favourite villain, she’s almost faced with more than she can handle. And that’s not even mentioning her ever more complicated relationship with her partner-in-crime-fighting.

and here's all i had written:

A chill has set into the air by the time she finds herself crouched behind the treeline, watching the road for riders. Her breath condenses on the air in front of her face, the tips of her ears tinted pink by the cold, but her fingers, coated in light, black gloves, remain nimble.

Left hand gripped tight around her spotted bow, she waits.

It’s quiet. It niggles at her, raising the hairs on the back of her neck, because just a week ago, she wouldn’t be doing this alone. He’d promised her once that he’d follow her wherever she needed him, but that it was beyond him to do it silently. She misses his incontrovertible pessimism the same way she misses the presence of his warmth, pressed into her side, watching her back.

She’ll never have that again.

She spots her target when he crests the hill. At first, he’s nothing more than a silhouette against the night, but as he rides closer, she can better make out his features. His distinctive riding posture and his ridiculous clothes.

He deserves this. He deserves worse than this. It should be slow. It should be agonising. He should beg – beg her to forgive him, to take back what he stole, to leave him alive.

She pulls an arrow from her quiver. In the half light of the moon, she can just make out the red-and-black spots on the fletching.

She draws. The bowstring sits taut, her fingers curved into the hollow of her cheek.

He rides closer.

A whisper: “Lucky—”

The arrow flies.

“—Shot!”

It strikes true.

--

“—ette, Marinette!”

Something’s tugging on her fringe.

“Marinette, wake up!”

In a bedroom in Paris, oceans and centuries away from that secluded woodland scene, Marinette Dupain-Cheng opens her eyes. There’s no forest, no road, no rider—just the pastel pink walls of her bedroom, peppered with the occasional picture of Adrien Agreste. She takes it all in purposefully – her patterned bedspread, her worn floor, the mannequin wearing a half-assembled jacked in the corner – until the details of that freezing night, with the bowstring, and the cold, calculating weight of anger that doesn’t belong to her, melt away.

She covers her face with her hands and groans.

“You had another dream, didn’t you?” Tikki. She must have been the one to wake her up. She feels a soft weight as Tikki wriggles under her wrists, trying to pry her hands away from her face. “Marinette, this is third night in a row. It’s getting worse, isn’t it?”

Marinette sighs, letting Tikki lever her hands off her face. Tikki flies up in the air, and meets Marinette’s eye with the sternest frown she has in her repertoire.

It’s unbearably cute.

“Marinette!” Tikki says.

Right. Okay. So they’re talking about this now. At – she glances at her bedside clock – 4:12 in the morning. Less than an hour before she has to sneak out to meet Chat Noir for their Monday morning debrief.

Perfect.

“I don’t know what you want me to say,” Marinette admits. She runs a finger over the smooth surface of her earrings. “I barely got anything off them when I first put them in. I’ve never picked up anything that happened over a year ago, and never with this level of clarity. It’s just localised flashes, usually.” She sighs. “Are you sure you don’t know anything about why this might be happening?”

Tikki’s stern frown quickly gives way to a worried one. “You’re the first Ladybug since the advent of Quirks,” she says, chewing on her lower lip. “Where were you tonight?”

“A wood somewhere,” Marinette answers. “It was cold. Ladybug had a bow and arrow. She was angry. I think,” she pauses, closing her eyes to chase away the afterimage of that icy rage, “I think someone had killed Chat Noir and taken his Miraculous.”

“Oh.” Tikki’s voice is small. “I remember that.”

“I guess that kind of thing didn’t happen very often.”

“No, it didn’t,” Tikki says. “But that’s not the point. Marinette, that happened over five hundred years ago.”

Marinette’s fingers freeze where they’re still running over her earrings.

Well, shit.

--

quirkgirl243

Ladybug is cancelled y’all. I can’t believe some of you are out here defending her after she literally said it was akuma victims’ fault they got akumatised. Fuck that noise. I don’t want to hear any of you defending that victim blaming shit.

labybloggerbug

Ladybug said what????? Um, source please?????

theladyblog

So, OP deleted, but bringing back this post to debunk some of the rumours it started. Ladybug has never said that akuma victims are to blame for getting akumatised. Never. Misinformation like this is really dangerous to spread around, and I’m not just saying that over an imagined slight to Ladybug’s honour.

I’m not sure how many of Ladybug’s current fans were around from the very beginning, but when she first appeared on the scene, both she and Chat Noir faced widespread criticism for their public defence of akuma victims. Several notable Pro-Heroes spoke out against them (sources for Cloudburst, Victoire, and Iridescence) – and most especially against the fact that they refused to support moves to prosecute the first akuma victims.

There was a lot of anti akuma victim sentiment in those early days, and Ladybug in particular is responsible for diffusing it.

(A collection of sources for Ladybug and Chat Noir’s staunch support of akuma victims: (1), (2), (3), (4), (5).)

So, where does this new rumour come from? Well, given the timing of the post, it’s most likely tied to the Gabrielle Lavoie tapes. For the uninitiated, these tapes were made during a court case last year, when someone targeted during an akuma attack then moved to sue the akuma victim for psychological damages. (The Ladyblog covered the case here, with an English translation here.)

Ladybug and Chat Noir provided video testimony on the mechanics of akumatisation – testimony that was then leaked to the press. The passage that most likely kickstarted this post is as follows:

Ladybug: We know that there is a certain degree of consent involved in akumatisation. You have to say yes to Hawk Moth, or the akuma doesn’t take hold.

However, she elaborates:

Ladybug: That consent doesn’t have to be informed or unconditional. When an akuma – for lack of a better word – infects someone, their judgement immediately becomes compromised. Negative emotions are heightened. I’ve heard a few people describe it as a kind of tunnel vision – it’s hard to think of any other solution than agreeing to what Hawk Moth wants. And once you say yes, there’s no changing your mind. Chat Noir and I have both seen examples where Hawk Moth has coerced, threatened, or even tortured akuma that attempt to subvert his will. I do know of cases where someone has resisted akumatisation, but they’re exceptionally rare. In most cases, it’s the exception, not the rule.

(Transcript of the tapes available here.)

I hope that this clears things up at least a little!

-Mod A

undernightskies

God bless the ladyblog. If everyone could reblog this version instead, that’d be great.

source: quirkgirl243-deactivated33492837 #ladybug #chat noir #akuma mention cw #idk how many y’all were around right at the start #but like ladybug used to get shit on a lot by the hero industry as a whole #esp for her views on akuma victims #other stuff as well #but that’s a story for another post

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France can boast some of the most relaxed Quirk Regulation laws in the world – and, because of this, some of the strictest legislation regarding Pro-Hero work. The line between vigilante behaviour and lawful intervention may seem paper-thin, but it amounts to the difference between a cheque from the mayor and jail-time.

The unique circumstances surrounding the ongoing Akuma Crisis have led to both Ladybug and Chat Noir being cut a lot of slack by the authorities and, by extension, the National Hero Commission, but Marinette’s never been too willing to toe the line. Neither of them really have any excuse anymore – it’s not like they’re thirteen year-olds catapulted into heroics without so much as a Provisional Licence to justify their presence.

Nowadays, Ladybug and Chat Noir are as by the book as they come. They log and report their hours to a designated secretary. They fill out and sign all the necessary paperwork that comes from an akuma attack and they file their patrol routes a month in advance. They attend conferences, they sit in on meetings, they run workshops – they do everything the Hero Commission asks them to do.

And that includes the Hero Licences.

Marinette looks down at the little piece of plastic in her hand. For something so small, it carries one hell of a lot of weight.

The Hero Licences are a compromise on the part of the Hero Commission – a compromise that only exists because she and Chat Noir were adamant in their refusal to disclose their identities. After months of back and forth and one incident of not entirely ethical akuma-baiting, it was decided that Ladybug and Chat Noir would be issued Hero Licences against their superhero identities, and carry them whenever they responded to a threat.

It’s that last part that strikes a chord of terror in the back of Marinette’s mind.

She can’t control when an akuma will attack. The only thing she has any control over is her patrol schedule, and even that can be difficult to bend around her civilian life. Because of that, she has to carry Ladybug’s Hero Licence with her wherever she goes.

There isn’t anything out there that concretely ties her to Ladybug. Her Miraculous even distorts her face – twisting her features until she looks like an imperfect mirror of herself – and she knows Chat Noir himself couldn’t pick her civilian identity out of a line up.

But—ever since she was handed her first Provisional Hero Licence, two years ago, the thought has lurked in the back of her mind that it’s a shackle. It’s a link between Marinette and Ladybug, in a world where Hawkmoth has proven time and time again how dogged and resourceful he is.

And it’s always on her.

She can be as vigilant as she likes. She can hide it in a secret pocket in her bag, she can stuff it into her bra in blind panic, she can never so much as look at it outside her work as Ladybug—but one day, someone is going to find it.

Marinette places the little plastic card down on her bed. She’s already dressed for school – having learned her lesson about assuming patrol will only take as long as they’ve scheduled it for years ago – and it’s nearly five. Chat Noir is probably already waiting for her. He’s good like that.

“Tikki, you ready to head out?”

Tikki appears from—somewhere that she was probably breaking a few laws of physics to be in the first place. “Are you sure, Marinette?” she asks. “What if it makes your Quirk worse?”

That ship has probably already sailed, Marinette doesn’t say. “Being Ladybug is the only time I don’t have to worry about my Quirk,” she says instead.

Tikki doesn’t look reassured at all.

Marinette sighs. “If it makes you feel better, I can try to talk to someone about it,” she says. “I still have my old Quirk Counsellor’s number. I can shoot them a text.”

“Won’t you have to explain about the Miraculous?”

“Dominique doesn’t ask questions,” Marinette says. “They won’t pry if I tell them I don’t want to talk about it.”

“Are you sure?”

“Certain.” Marinette smiles warmly at Tikki, who flies up to nuzzle her hand.

Quirks have always unnerved Tikki, even if she’s tried to hide it from Marinette. Marinette figures it’s probably pretty rough observing thousands of years of the human race, only to be hit by a curveball like Quirks. Given that it took humans two hundred years to figure out how to handle the issue with anything approaching dignity, Marinette thinks Tikki’s doing pretty well after just four.

“You ready?”

Tikki nods.

“Okay then, Tikki,” she says, “spots on!”

--

Ladybug (@)ladybug Good morning, Paris.

[IMAGE: A selfie taken from the rooftops in Paris as the sun rises. Chat Noir can be seen in the distance of the shot, grinning at the camera.]

just ENDeavour me (@)coldturtle_isme wait wait wait wait i know the ladybug twitter is verified but i thought it was run by someone in her agency? but this selfie was clearly posted in real time???

flawless victoire (@)monique_123 (@)coldturtle_isme Iirc it’s a mix? Ladybug and Chat Noir’s hero agency manage both of the accounts normally, but Ladybug and Chat Noir have to carry phones with them when they patrol for HC related reasons so they sometimes post stuff themselves.

--

The first thing Marinette notices when she drops beside Chat Noir is the lack of smile on his face. There’s tension in his shoulders, and he’s fiddling with the controls on his baton, repetitive and twitchy. She doesn’t need four years of friendship with him to identify the clear signs that something’s bothering him.

“Something wrong, chaton?” she asks, flicking her yo-yo back together as she walks over to his side.

“Have you spoken to Paulette today?”

Marinette pauses. Paulette is the sole administrative employee of their Hero agency, a long-suffering old woman who half-resents them for interfering with her retirement plans, and wholly disapproves of their involvement in the Hero industry at all. Chat Noir used to joke that she was a punishment from the Hero Commission – retribution for the procedural clusterfuck that their Heroics careers have been from start to finish.

On her worse days, Marinette is inclined to agree.

“Not since last week,” she tells Chat Noir. “She shouted at me for going over quota again.”

Technically speaking, Chat Noir and Ladybug have a set number of hours they’re supposed to work each week, assigned by the Hero Commission. It’s a general measure for all Pro-Heroes that ensures there’s always someone on-duty and counteracts Hero overcrowding. Going over quota is just as bad as going under, and the Hero Commission can restrict working hours, levy fines, and even revoke licences for breaches of the policy.

In reality, it doesn’t really work like that. At least not for Chat Noir and Ladybug.

The past few weeks have been pretty rough on the akuma front. The attacks tend to average at one a day over the Christmas and New Year’s period – Marinette has long since let go of the idea that people are happier around the holidays. Christmas day in particular can boast some of the most vicious akuma Ladybug and Chat Noir have defeated.

Chat Noir makes a face. “You know, I once asked her about that?” he says. “She told me we should have just defeated the akuma faster.”

Marinette wouldn’t be surprised. “So, what’s she upset about today?” she asks.

“She wasn’t upset,” Chat Noir says. “She had… news.”

Marinette tenses. The last time Paulette had news, she was standing next to a court officer holding a subpoena. “Good news?” she asks hopefully.

“News news,” Chat Noir says. He pauses. “You remember that typewriter akuma we fought a few days ago?”

“Typeset?” How could Marinette forget? Dodging car-size typewriter keys as they’re flung about the crowded streets of Paris on New Year’s Eve is pretty fraught, even so far as akuma fights go. “Is she okay? I didn’t want to leave her with Akuma Response Team, without talking to her, but she passed out as soon as I banished the akuma.”

“She’s fine. She just hadn’t slept in three days – her boss was running her into the ground with deadlines during the holidays, which is—” Chat Noir catches sight of her expression, “—beside the point. The point is, her Quirk is called Vocal Recall.”

Marinette frowns. They’ve been through this song and dance before, and it only leads to dead ends. “Using a Miraculous makes you functionally Quirkless, though,” she says. “It doesn’t matter if she has a—perfect recollection Quirk?” Chat Noir nods to confirm her guess. “She still won’t be able to remember anything from when she was akumatised.”

“You’re right,” Chat Noir says. “Or you would be if we were interested in what happened when she was akumatised. But we’re not. We’re interested in what happened just before she was akumatised. Her Quirk provides her with a perfect memory of the timbre and pitch of people’s voices, which generally isn’t that useful in day to day life, but—”

It hits her. “Hawkmoth spoke to her.”

Chat Noir nods. “Hawkmoth spoke to her,” he confirms. “She went to the police yesterday. She’s convinced that she could identify him if she heard his voice again.”

Marinette runs it all over in her head. “Well, shit,” she says, not sure what else she can add.

“Well, shit, indeed, my lady,” Chat Noir responds.

--

--

okay so a few more bits from this au:

marinette’s quirk is a touch-based clairvoyance quirk that allows her to see significant scenes from an object’s history. she usually can’t pick up things that have happened further back than a few months -- a year max.

because of this quirk, marinette has a quirk licence that allows her to use her quirk to consult with the police on crimes. she doesn’t do it as much anymore, because her parents got concerned that they were traumatising their preteen daughter by making her watch violent crimes.

lately, however, marinette has been getting flashes of shit that happened with the miraculous earrings like, 200 years ago. this is very concerning.

because miraculouses are from before the advent of quirks, they shut off user’s access to their quirks when they’re in use. barring the miraculous, ladybug is functionally quirkless in costume.

tikki is worried, because she’s never had a user with a quirk before, and she thinks something about the miraculous is making marinette’s quirk go out of control.

i don’t know if i ever figured out where i wanted this plot thread to go? but it’s there.

akuma victims are typically handled very poorly by regular pro-heroes, to the point where there’s a rule that akuma victims are to only be contained and not directly engaged unless you’re ladybug and chat noir

this isn’t directly relevant to the plot, but it’s just sort of part of the backdrop of ladybug and chat noir’s place in the heroics industry

basically: they’re the darlings of the nation, now, but pro-heroes used to fucking hate them and still lowkey do

the same way you’d hate anyone that got special treatment at your really dangerous and difficult job

anyway

when the witness comes forward that says she can identify hawkmoth by his voice, ladybug and chat noir are cautiously hopeful.

and then said witness is murdered in the police station, before she can give a proper statement to the police.

marinette is called in in her civilian self to try and get a reading off the murder weapon (a knife)

long story short, the clues marinette gets off the knife seem to point to nathalie, gabriel agreste’s assistant

MEANWHILE we have a really complicated dynamic between ladybug and chat noir

they’ve been friends for years at this point and trust each other a lot

but a point of contention remains ladybug’s staunch belief that they shouldn’t tell each other their identities

in the short extract above it says something about “not-entirely-ethical akuma baiting” or similar

essentially, way back when ladybug and chat noir were fighting for the right not to have to disclose their civilian identities when they got their hero licences, they announced that this one official from the hero comission had been let in on the secret, and that official was promptly akumatised forthright

but surprise! he didn’t know shit! it was all a test so ladybug and chat noir could demonstrate how important their identities remaining a secret was

so, like, ladybug’s position on the matter is that no-one is infallible, especially her -- and if one of them gets akumatised, they need to minimise the fallout

whereas chat noir’s position is that if ladybug is akumatised, they’ve already lost, so it should be safe for her at least to know his identity

she’s deadset against it, though, and he respects that

there’s an added layer to it where chat noir is very openly in love with her and she kind of returns the feelings, but she doesn’t want to have a relationship that can only exist when she’s wearing a mask

she’d much rather date in her civilian identity

so, obviously, this is another point of contention -- because ladybug basically admits to returning chat noir’s feelings, but the barrier in the way of their relationship (their secret identities) is steadfastly maintained only by ladybug

the murder mystery runs parallel to the interpersonal drama, basically

anyway, the end reveal of the fic comes after nathalie and gabriel have both been arrested by the police on suspicion of being hawkmoth but the authorities have failed to retrieve their miraculouses

and we discover that the peacock miraculous is now in the possession of lila

and lila was the one who murdered the witness in the police station, covering it up and fooling marinette using facts about the nitty-gritty mechanics of marinette’s quirk that only alya knew

if we pivot a bit to adrien, we find out that before he was arrested, gabriel essentially gave him the keys to the castle, and adrien discovers the secret hawkmoth layer beneath the mansion as well as his comatose mother

and there it is! the missing butterfly miraculous!

only bam! lila is here to claim it

we get a showdown in the lair between lila and adrien. adrien manages to keep the butterfly miraculous away from lila, but she manages to rip off his cat miraculous ring

lila cataclysms to bring the ceiling down on them, and adrien has to run for his life

the destruction summons ladybug to the manor, as she was called in because of its links to the akuma case

lila tries to play some mind games to get ladybug to believe she’s the good guy in all this, and adrien is on his father’s side

adrien says something cryptic that only chat noir would know, as a message to ladybug, and she realises what’s going on

big dramatic fight! ladybug is driven back, struggling against lila who has two miraculous. eventually, adrien uses his father’s butterfly miraculous, and powers ladybug up. ladybug and adrien team-up defeat lila.

with the black cat miraculous retrieved, and lila defeated, ladybug turns to adrien. her earrings are beeping at her. adrien apologises to her. he knows how important she considers their secret identities.

ladybug doesn’t care. she’s just glad he’s alive. she kisses him, and as she does so, her transformation melts away.

epilogue: marinette and adrien are dating. their identities are secret to the general population, but the hero comission knows now. they’re asked to consider being heroes fulltime post-graduation. they don’t want to.

also, an aside: adrien is quirkless. it’s concealed from the public out of concern for his celebrity career. the fic was going to be almost entirely marinette pov though so i’m not sure when this would come up.

one of the final scenes of the fic would be a confrontation with alya, because the entire reason lila had been able to frame nathalie was that alya shared, like, deep, dark quirk knowledge that marinette had confided in her with lila, alongside the fact that marinette works for the police. marinette considers this a betrayal, and ends their friendship over it.

last bit would be a post from the ladybug twitter, a photo of chat noir and ladybug sitting and leaning their heads on each other’s shoulders, with the caption “The City of Love <3″

#kaputt writes stuff #asked and answered #sorry this is so messy i didn't have any notes from this au #normally i have at least an outline #miraculous fic #bnha fic #this fic also doesn't have a title #literally the top of the word doc just says [Title] #if u have questions abt the outline just reply to the post and i'll reply too #i know i'm not the most coherent when i'm this tired lol

[pioneerdevs]

"Capture the essence of wanderlust with a breathtaking view of a serene lakeside. The mirror-like water reflects a vivid sunset sky, painted with hues of orange, pink, and gold. Silhouettes of distant mountains frame the scene, evoking a sense of adventure and tranquility. This lockscreen invites you to escape into a moment of peaceful contemplation and embrace the beauty of the world."

#lockscreenart #black aesthetic wallpaper #wallpapermagic #wallpaper designs

[ashfordlabs]

2, 6, and 9 for the oc tech game!

thank you for the ask <33 you're very lucky with this because this is probably the biggest look into mayumi's life before her death, so this was fun.

2: what’s on their lock screen? / mayumi's the type to have her own art as her lockscreen, most probably a silhouette of dorothea that she hasn't found it in her to change. 6: write out a text exchange between them and another oc. / i struggled with who to have this with. but i think this one with henry that's their last exchange together before mayumi's death (like a week or so) is a good one. MS: can you tell your sister that i don't want to see her anymore? THE DUMB TWIN: are you THE DUMB TWIN: i'm sorry THE DUMB TWIN: you're breaking off your little agreement with thea THE DUMB TWIN: through her twin brother? MS: it's not like we were dating, dumbass. MS: can you just do it? i don't want to talk to her. THE DUMB TWIN: oh THE DUMB TWIN: i know what this is about THE DUMB TWIN: yeah, i can do that for you MS: thanks chicken. MS: you take care. THE DUMB TWIN: you too 9: what are their most frequently used emojis? / ❤🥰🖕

tech themed ask!

#( b ) speaks. #the texts also made me a little sad #because mayumi and henry had a good friendship #but mayumi knew that if she wanted to cut thea out of her life #she had to do the same with henry #( cb / character ) mayumi sakamoto.