Insecure Hero

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                                                          I’ve been gone for so long

     I’ve forgotten what it was like

                                               to be needed

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Moved here!!! All threads pretty much dropped but if you want to continue shoot a message here!

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I do agree with you there, and it looks like most agree that I should move blogs

so I might as well go do that then

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Helpls

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Helpls

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i’m being yelled at to go to bed

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Part of me wants to remake my icons but then I remember

I currently have 927 icons

I DO NOT WANT TO REMAKE THEM I AM NOT EVEN FINISHED

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also on the fence of remaking this blog into an AU

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Part of me wants to remake my icons but then I remember

I currently have 927 icons

I DO NOT WANT TO REMAKE THEM I AM NOT EVEN FINISHED

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I swear I’m still alive

I might drop all my current threads though, remake my tags and such

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Hm?

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I did not ask for the life that I was [given],                      but it was given n o n e t h e l e s s.                                       

                                                                                  And with it,                                                                                           I did my best. 

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      Marinette sighed, a weakened smile shown on her face. Although it was still difficult to keep up in high spirits. She was relieved that Chat made it out of that nightmare, safe and alive. But who knows for how long he could be damaged like this? Being a hero wasn’t all that it’s cracked up to be, especially for Chat Noir. Even he was so excited to become a hero and help others, when only he brought himself into so much danger.

    “Okay, Chat…” She slowly nodded, the back of her hands quickly wiped away any stray tears. “I guess you’ll be staying with me ‘till then, huh?”

Chat’s ears twitched as he watched, growing concerned that she was crying. He nudged her cheek gently, and mewled to her in a soft tone. It was odd to do such actions, yet it felt natural at the same time. Likely because animal instinct was settling in, as it often did when he was in costume anyway.

He purred at this, happy that she seemed to be cheering up yet he still frowned at the latter. “If it’s okay with you, I suppose?”

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       “so you know it’s a guy – that still leaves girls you know open. and wouldn’t getting in trouble kinda hinder your ability to protect the city and the miraculous? since you’d be restricted to one place, or potentially get it taken away.”

“The miraculous wouldn’t get detected unless someone knows what they’re looking for. Each one is different. Besides, considering how he can turn anyone bad.. They’ll retain their memories so that means they’d know who we are and would be able to get us before we detect them.. And getting grounded just means we need to be sneakier on getting out.”

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         They didn’t make GOLDEN BOYS like this anymore. Isaac felt like he was looking at something sacred (or a really good imitation of it).       ❝ Sure. That sounds fine. Thank you. – A student? ❞

Adrien nodded slowly, gesturing for the other to follow him. The school was at least a five minute walk, and he was glad that he was allowed to walk to school. Driving would be a shame in such lovely weather.

“Yeah, I’m a student.”

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◆ ⊰ 🕔 🔦 my flashlight’s on 🔦 🕔 ⊱ ◆

✧･ﾟ:* How strange it was that the child was LACKING in celebration. In any normal household, the feline might have been greeted by a much more cheerful child surrounded by friends & family. There should have been cake, confetti, gifts, … & most of all, HAPPINESS. Yet all of those things seemed to be absent before the cat arrived; as if today was just another day in the Williams home. *:･ﾟ✧

✧･ﾟ:* The truth was, that was what Riley had been trying to pass JUNE 26TH off as … but the reality was already upon him; unable to be abandoned by the child. The least that could happen now was that no misfortune could come to the child … & so far, that was … actually happening ? *:･ﾟ✧

✧･ﾟ:* By now, he was expecting something to RUIN that day. Never could the boy even remember having a ’ Happy Birthday ’. Perhaps when he was just a little baby … but what good was it when he could only remember the bad ? The thought lingers in his mind & even then, he tries his BEST to be at least a little bit happy for his friend. *:･ﾟ✧

        ’ Thank you, Chat Noir ! ’

         ’ Um … maybe we can go          to the PLAYGROUND for a          bit ? & then if you get bored          … we can go somewhere          else if you want ! I know big          kids don’t really like playgrounds          & like … my BIG BROTHER says          its really dumb there but um …          I-I’ll go get my stuff ! ’

✧･ﾟ:* He gives the present back to the cat for a moment before STEPPING BACK INSIDE  the household. His steps were careful; KNOWING that his brother, his uncle, or something far worse could be lurking within the shadows of the corners. The child makes it out though with a GOLDEN BEAR plush in hand & a backpack with the few toys he had. *:･ﾟ✧

         ’ I’m ready when you are ! ’

◆ ⊰ 🎈 🎂 stay up ‘til dawn 🎂  🎈 ⊱ ◆

A home void of happiness, empty besides the people inhabiting it.. Yeah, he knew how that felt. Where parties were a fairy tale and happiness was a rarity. He knew exactly how this kid felt, which meant that he needed someone to help him out. 

A household raising a child shouldn’t be so void of love..

The feline cocked his head and frowned. Big kids didn't like playgrounds..? "Mm I don't think this kitty's ever been to one." He noted, slightly disappointed by this. Hmm. Perhaps this would be interesting? Ears perk at the mention of him deciding where they went, and he shook his head. “Non. I am pawsitive that it is the birthday boy who decides where we go!”

As the box is passed to him, he pondered what a playground was like. Nino told him about it, but it seemed that joy had not left the place just yet. Perhaps the ‘big kids’ Riley spoke of were just a bunch of liars..? His tail swished but he snapped back to reality when Riley approached.

“Alright! You okay with leading us there?”

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╰ ☘ ╮Marinette couldn’t help but let a small chuckle escape her lips when her partner hid behind her. She grew up in the bakery, so she was used to the various sounds an oven made. Her parents were out of town so they didn’t have to worry about someone walking in on her and the leather clad hero of Paris.

⊰Do you know how to cook Chat? Or do I have to teach you?⊱

╰ ☘ ╮She asked him, rolling her eyes at him. She was all too familiar with his hands on her body. But there was something different about him hiding behind her… in a kitchen.

⊰That was the oven telling us that it’s pre-heating.⊱

A quiet whine sounds in response to her giggling, and he pouted at Marinette. He wasn’t familiar with the sounds for goodness sake! His hearing was a lot better than what it was usually, but that also meant that his ears were more sensitive. Noises could startle him quite easily.. It was a bit annoying.. But, whatever.

Slowly, he backed away from her and hid his hands behind himself. Looking at the ground, ears flattened as if he was ashamed. “Um.. Don’t tell Ladybug that I’m a..” Huge scaredy cat, but he decided to leave that line where it was. No point in talking about it..

“Yeah. You have to teach me.”

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       ❝ I’m Steven!!  ❞   a pause, a giggle.    ❝  —————–  it’s claw-some to MEET you, Chat noir. ❞

“Oh? What hissterical character you are Steven!”