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July: favourite song/band
Feel free to ask about Mun
Hard to say, since I like any song I find catchy. My current favourite song is Wonderland by Natalia Kills and as for band, I’m gonna go all nineties, but I’ve always been a fan of the Spice Girls. Four year old me was obsessed with them.
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-continues to still walk away- ’ Consider a good luck charm from me to you. I got to go.’ She flashes him a smile but doesn’t stop leaving.
“Is Lady Luck really going to chance bad luck?” he raised an eyebrow. “And here I thought you always wanted to kiss me. “If we lose the next akuma battle, it’ll be because you ignored holiday superstitions.” he said, walking beside her.
-drops off a mistletoe- Then winks at and is going to leave now. ' Later kitty.'
CHRISTMAS MISTLETOE
He ties it at the end of his staff and then extends it in her direction, following after her. “You know it’s bad luck not to kiss under a mistletoe. But you were practically asking for one when you threw it to me.” he smirked.
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She warmly smiled back at him and was glad to see his smile. ❛ You're welcome Adrien and no I won't be alone because I'll be...with you if that's okay. My family would understand. I just don't want you to be alone. I'll be here with you if you'll have me. ❛
Adrien didn’t mind her company. He just didn’t want to take her away from something that was important. This time of year was hard for him and he didn’t want to dampen her spirits with his mood. Still, it was nice to have someone with him. He did consider Marinette a good friend, especially since they could talk to each other now without her running away or not being able to utter a word to him. “Isn’t the holidays suppose to be spent with family? I don’t think I barely qualify.” he shrugged.
She places a hand on his shoulder then wraps a scarf around him. ❛Here. I think you could use this. Look you're not alone on Christmas. I won't allow you to be and neither will your friends. Please don't think you are. I know this time is difficult for you but just know I'm here for you if you want me to be.❛
“Thanks, Marinette.” he smiled, moved by the gesture. Christmas was a hard time ever since his mother disappeared from his life. He looked over to Marinette, people didn’t give her enough credit for how kind and generous she was. “You sure you’d rather spend your Christmas with me alone?” he raised an eyebrow. “I’d love that, but I don’t want to keep you from your family.”
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Send me ☻☺to witness my muse in a battle/argument with an evil version of themselves.
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Skylar had never seen anything like it before. When she had felt her miraculous start to burn, turning hot and burning the flesh of her neck, she could only try to move it onto the fabric of her shirt. The five-fanged necklace had burned through it, and Skylar could only give a loud cry as the feeling of being torn apart shocked her.
A blackish red substance poured from her mouth, smoking, and Skylar could only stay still with shock, on her hands and knees. What was going on? What was happening to her?
“You insolent, little girl.”
What a demonic, snake-like voice. It sounded like it was in water, and like there were two voices, one male and one female. Looking up, she could only widen her eyes. There, in front of her, was...herself? But it surely was not her. This was the inner demon that Skylar had fought to hide so well. Skylar growled and stood, wiping some of the blackish red substance, whatever it was, from her mouth. She hoped no one was around to see this.
“You think that you can hide what you truly are? This is what you were meant to be, Skylar Stell. This is the true nature of your miraculous! Do you really think you can deny me?”
“I’ll deny you for as long as I live!” Skylar snapped.
“I am not a killer. I am a Hero of Paris, and I will be goddamned if I let you take control of me! Nobody control me but me!”
The being laughed maniacally, hands on their stomach, head back and eyes squeezed shut. They calmed and smirked, claws glistening in the moonlight. Their eyes were a blood red, as they usually were when this being took more control. Their hair was that wild, animallistic look, and Skylar felt slightly intimidated. She had to be careful. This was a force that Skylar would most likely get killed by if she didn’t tread these waters carefully.
“I don’t think I really gave you a choice, Sky.”
And with that, the being turned into smoke, rushed into Skylar’s body once more, and Skylar could only pray for silence as evil laughter rang through her head. As the moon glowed brighter, The Hellhound was released.
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