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Catching up with subs, here's Day 19 for @official-timari-server's One Shot Speed Run event!
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Prompt: Outline the chapter that's giving you the most problems
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I haven't touched this fic in a bit due to knowing that im going to be getting annoyed when it came to outlining the next chapter. Mainly because this it the climax of the story and the beginning of the final arc...the ending of a project I started 6 years ago....
Amira Wayne - Chapter 28 [possible] Outline
Class is abuzz thanks to the recent interview published by the Daily Planet, the class excited to know that the new Wayne loved Paris. (unbeknownst to them , she’s starting to not like them)
The group meanwhile confronts their teacher, telling them they will be withdrawing from the class due to their parents not wanting them to risk being akumatized anymore nor get bothered by the reporters that are still stalking schools in search for the Wayne
Lila, meanwhile is dealing with giving the cold shoulder to the class and also mentions withdrawing from the school due to “no longer feeling welcomed”
Bustier tries to get everyone to settle down only to realize the tension in the classroom and decides to leave it at that and proceeds to teach class
skips to the first session where everyone is welcomed by Gabriel and the three head to the dining hall. Gabriel makes his way to the office only to stop in front og Emilie’s photo and turns to face the emptiness of the office.
“Glad to see you were able to make it, Amira.” Amira managed to sneak from the group for a while. “Now come, we have some work to do.”
Marinette reveals herself from being hidden behind a column and joins him to the spot he was standing.
She felt as they descended and arrived to the place she had only imagined.
“This will be the place you will be helping me work to repair my miraculous and yours.”
“Mine?” Marinette asked, confused.
He brings her to his work space and there, she sees the broken peacock miraculous. “Why would I need-”
“Amira, have you ever read the entire grimoire while it was in your possession?”
“No, I haven’t.”
“I see.” retells her about what he told her before. On how the Cat and Ladybug can grant a wish when combined. How he can help her have her wish granted as well
“My…wish?”
“Don’t you wish to see your brother once again?”
Amira touched the brooch, a light glossing over her eyes when she did so..
“Can- can you really bring back my brother?” Amira looked at Gabriel with hope brimming in her eyes. Tears glistened over her eyes as she asked him again. “Can you really bring me back my brother? Do you promise?”
Ah, she took the bait. Gabriel smiled.
“Once we get Ladybird’s and Chat Noir’s miraculous, I will bring your brother back.” Gabriel placed a hand on her shoulder. “You have my word.”
Amira let out a sob as she wiped her tears. “Thank you, thank you so much…”
Back to the others, they’re in study groups as natalie gives them a break
As they take the break, they decide to chat, specifically with the Marinette in the group
[they ask her about Wally, Bridgette, about memories with Jason, finding it odd how she didn’t answer them truthfully/with loopholes.
Marinette decides she had enough of the questioning and acts like shes fed up when Kagami gets up and asks her directly: “Rena Rouge: do you know her identity?”
“How should I know?”
“Because you gave me that role, Marinette. Or should I say, Ladybird?” Alya asked her, Marinette about to deny it when Natalie comes back in, telling everyone to sit down, only for Marinette to tell her something came up and leaves the manor.
Bumps into an old man whom Marinette mutters under her breath to be careful as she helps him up.
In that moment, Marinette doesn’t realize a box was slipped into her bag.
[group now knows the Marinette was fake but as they walk out the manor after the last tutoring lesson, they run.. Into Marinette. She gets grabbed by the shoulders by Chloe to which Marinette winces and shoves Chloe away.
Chloe wonders what is going on. Why is reacting this way when earlier she was- this was the real one
Alya catches on and is yapping about how shes glad to see her and apologizes for using the rena rouge as a deal breaker to which she stops when Marinette looks at her terrified.
“You…did what?”Marinette look at the entire group. “You told everyone…you were Rena Rouge? Alya, that goes against- how could you do that?”
Alya tries to back up herself up, only to let it slip that they did it to try and get her to open about being Ladybird.
Marinette takes a step back. “How did you- how long- I was careful!.” Marinette looked at everyone. “You all know?”
“Marinette. We don’t mean to find out! We found out first about your actual name and we were trying to find the best way to ask why you never told us you were a Wayne and-“
Marinette ran out the manor, Adrien trying to catch up but couldn’t.
All he saw was Marinette disappeared down the street.
(Cue Damian finding the box and investigating it. And finding out something about himself.)
Damian was about ask another question when Jason barges in.
“What in the ever fucking love did you do brat?”
“Unhand me-“
“Selina got a call saying Marinette left the tutoring session in tears and isn’t picking up her phone. Weren’t you suppose to-“
“I left because they were getting onto me and-
“You should’ve asked for help then!”
“I don’t need-“
“Forgot that- the fact is Marinette was there when she wasn’t suppose, the question is: did you know she was going to be there?”
“No. The plan was to have me bug the place in a few more room and she’ll help me infiltrate at a later time.”
“So why was she there?”
“I. Don’t. Know.”
Jason sighed and is about to call Amira when the hair on his neck rises.
Seems like he’s not the only one to feel the sensation as Damian also turns to notice someone staring at them through the skylight. They dash only to find no one there.
But in that moment, they hear screaming in the streets.
They rush back down and turn on the news.
A new akuma has shown up. Or rather a group of akumas showed up.
I might end up using only the first portion of this outline and change the last half, but at least I have this to work with now *sigh*
...So, umm, apparently I had this sitting in my pile of abandoned WIPs and you’d never guess…
It was a prompt from Shutterbug Station 2024!! As in, from two years ago!
So here’s me attempting to finish outlining this old prompt for @official-timari-server's current event (mainly going to jot down info between the written scenes to “finish” the fic :p)
(Slowly trying to finish the other prompts…one in particular is already 2k long and the date hasn’t happened yet QQ.)
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Old Prompt: I can’t say I’m sorry
Today’s Prompt: Outline an old fic idea you never got around to writing
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“-and just like his father, Harold will be going on to-”
Why couldn’t he just shut the hell up?
Adrien lifted his glass as Mr.Albarron made a toast to the gala host’s latest news, smiling as everyone took a sip or clapped to celebrate the good news.
What good would come from Harold taking over his father’s company? If only M.Rustam knew that it was his own son who was undermining his own company.
That’s when he saw an oddly familiar figure pass by him, Adrien barely catching it from the corner of his eye. He could feel the grasp on his glass tight as he fully turned to see who had caught his attention.
“Tim?” He whispered, staring at the man across the room. Adrien stared at the man who was happily smiling with a group of what Adrien assumed to be his friends.
Tim…Timothy Drake…the sole heir to Drake Industries…a friend he made when he attended his very first public event…
He looked exactly like he did all those years ago and yet, he didn’t. If anything, he looked happy…happier without him.
Adrien quickly turned around to stop himself from staring, his heartbeat echoing loudly in his ears despite knowing they were drowned by the gala’s music and nouveau riche’s conversations.
His ears felt as if they were on the verge of popping from the over simulation and with seeing his face, everything just-
I need to get out of here.
-Adrien ends up walking out to a veranda, hoping Tim hasn’t seen him as of yet.
-Tim does end up noticing him and at first didn’t want to speak to him but Kon (yes Kon is here with him) tells him to go and speak with him
-”You’re always saying we shouldn’t leave any loose ends and well, there’s one right there.”
-Tim sighs and goes to “tie up the loose end.”
- Tim reminisces a bit about his childhood with Adrien, wondering what the guy has been up to all this time, a bit of him hoping he steered away from his old habits. From mindlessly obeying his parents, keeping up with appearances, the people pleasing, the fact smiling… playing peacemaker for his own sake and not others.
-He remembers when he tried to take Adrien to America with him when Bruce offered to adopt him. Tim didn’t want to stay in the Parisian boarding school but he didn’t want to leave Adrien behind. His one and only true friend (or so he thought).
-The pain when Adrien yelled at him from trying to separate him from his father who was grieving his dead mother (here his mother got into a car accident causing her death.)
-When Tim sees him, he immediately realizes that all that wishing was for not. And while trying to speak with him, Adrien giving him rehearsed lines, he fumes.
“To be honest, all this time, I thought…I thought you would try to talk yourself out of this. You know, try to voice your opinion but seeing you here, acting like this…” Tim scoffs, “I can’t say I’m sorry for just leaving the way I did those all those years back.
Because, to be honest with you? I’m glad I did.” Tim squared his shoulders. “And let me tell you something Adrien, I’m happy. The happiest I’ve been in years.”
“I’m glad you’re doing well, Tim. I’ve been hap-”
“Are you?” Tim cut him off when he noticed the lifeless look in his eyes when he said that. “Because judging from this,” Tim motioned to the navy suit he was wearing, “I saw you’re here on behalf of your old man and not because you want to be here.”
“Tim, you don’t understand.“ Adrien tried to explain. “I have to do-”
“No you don’t, Adrien. You don’t now and you didn’t have to back then either. You chose to do this.” Tim reminded him. “Just like you chose him over your own freedom.”
“You were making me leave my family behind Tim. I couldn’t leave my fa-”
“I was trying to save you! Us!” Tim cried out, “you didn’t deserve to be treated as a mere accessory, as an object, Adrien! You were a kid, you deserved someone who could properly love you, take care-”
“My father loves me!” Adrien yelled. “Just because he showed it differently from your doesn’t mean-”
-Tim ends up sucker punching Adrien and telling him to shut up. He goes and tells him he wondered why he spent so many years worrying about him when he knew this was how it was going to end anyways.
-How he regretted trying to reconnect/reach out.
-Adrien tries to apologize, telling him he’s just been stressed about the pressure his father has been placing on him since he was told he was going to take over the Agreste brand. Of how he was having trouble keeping one of their best designers due to telling her to take the high road after one of their models was nitpicking one of their designs.
-”Stay,” Adrien asks of Tim, telling him he can change if he stays and shows him how to deal with all this, just like he guided him with gala etiquette when they were kids.
-”I’m done holding your hand Adrien. I haven’t held it in a while and I don’t wish to be held down by it ever again.”
-He leaves.
Adrien didn’t realize when Tim left his side, leaving him alone on the veranda with a soreness on his cheek that he knew was growing bluer by the second. He continued to stare off from where Tim walked off from.
A second later, he succumbed to the floor, finding himself crying like he did when he lost his friend for the first time. And now he lost him again.
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Submitting this a day late but here is Day 15 of @official-timari-server's Shutterbug One Shot Speed Run event! (don't worry I'm going to eventually catch up with some of the previous prompts)
Day 15: Utilize your favorite poem style in a fic
Poetry style used: couplets! (I used the format very vaguely, just going to l;et you know XD)
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Blue: it was the color of his nails, of the tips of his hair
It was the color of the sky above him when it would be bare
Blue reminded him for her grayish-blue, cerulean eyes
Eyes that fluttered and became his demise
Eyes he adored seeing behind the bouquet of daffodils he would often get her
She would say she would hate them, but the blush across her face deferred
Everyone already hated, but he knew who she truly was
She was misguided, she was trying to find herself -she was full of flaws
(And who wasn’t- no one is perfect
Many would say she got the good end of the stick when in reality, she was a product of neglect)
He loved her, cherished her: he was on her side
And yet when the time came when he needed her the most, she tossed the team aside
They lost half their team
Chat Noir was akumatized, Ladybug was laying in her own bloodstream…
“Chloe, I need to do this.
We are losing; I need to turn back time and figure out what went amiss.”
“Nothing went amiss Luka! Everything is going according to plan! We just need to wait for Hawkmoth’s-”
“What do you mean by that? By Hawkmoth?”
Luka grabbed her by her shoulders, looking at the way they glistened with tears
And if you asked him, it looked like they held fear
“What did he promise you Chloe? What lies did he tell you?”
“He didn’t lie to me! He even showed me!” She ensued
Chloe grabbed his hands, bringing them to her heart
“He told me I can start anew. Take us to a place where my past wouldn’t define me, won’t make others tear me apart.”
Luka looked at her in horror, pulling his hands away as if they were set on fire
He felt like he was sinking in a quagmire
“How could you?” He whispered, taking a step back, his hand already on his bracelet
Upon seeing this, Chloe too reached for his bracelet
“I’m doing it for us!” She yelled, attempting to stop him, but she was sent flying by a kick to the stomach. She winced as she tried to get up.
“He lied to you Chloe! He only thinks for himself, just like you are right now!” Luka hated this buildup.
But she gave him no choice. “Maybe Marinette was right. You’ll never change…you’ll always be selfish…you were never meant to be a hero.”
With that, he twisted his bracelet, Chloe’s teary eyes and devastated face being the last thing he saw before he turned back time, back to zero.
Back to square one, yet his mind and heart remembered everything
Every touch of hers, the sound of her laughter and the wrinkles of her smile: it made his heart wring
But he knew he had to kill those feelings if he wanted this timeline to be successful; to remove the threat to his home
So he wrote everything he could remember from the last timeline onto a journal which ended up as thick as a tome
To ensure that timeline doesn’t repeat itself, Luka decided to take this information to Master Fu
But upon making his way to him, he bumped into someone (you fool!)
“Watch where you’re going you peasant!”
He didn’t have to see them to know who the voice belonged to; a voice he once found pleasant
But he did so anyways, his eyes meeting a blue he once loved but now held with contempt
And this time he knew to stay away from her, she wasn’t worth the attempt
“Why don’t you learn to take responsibility, aristobrat?”
Luka ignored the sputtering and screams and continued to walk, leaving it at that
He had learned his lesson in the previous timeline, he won’t make the same mistake
He’ll stick to his role, even if it meant he had to do it with a heart filled with heartache
