❝ destruction is not carved from bone ; she is flesh and blood. she is a girl with sad eyes as gentle as a meadow sky, but as deep and as endless as a starless night. SHE IS ME. i am the end. ❞
art. / poetry. / promo.
#𝐉𝐀𝐔𝐍𝐄𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐒. an independent and private roleplay blog for 𝘾𝙃𝙇𝙊𝙀 𝘽𝙊𝙐𝙍𝙂𝙀𝙊𝙄𝙎 of zagtoon's miraculous ladybug. this blog is canon-divergent and headcanon-based supplemented with show and movie lore. established 2023. intended for 18+ audience only. written by fae ( 30+ , she/her ).
𝙰𝙵𝙵𝙸𝙻𝙸𝙰𝚃𝙴𝚂. yinbug. yangnoir. newdleboy. 𝙲𝚁𝙴𝙳𝙸𝚃𝚂. graphics by me. movie caps by yinbug.
rules under cut.
one. general rp etiquette applies. no god-modding, meta-gaming, controlling my character’s actions or dialogue, forceshipping, etc. please don’t be an asshole, and especially don’t follow this blog if you support any of the -isms/phobias ( racism, sexism, homophobia, transphobia, etc ).
two. this blog is mutuals only, multiship and multiverse and the best way to interact with me is to send me memes! i don’t foresee myself making too many starter calls, so memes or screaming at me in IMs or discord is your best bet to get things started.
three. given that the majority of characters are minors, there will be no sexual content present on this blog. other material such as canon-typical violence and blood may feature here, however. given my age, all i ask is please do not follow this blog if you are under the age of 18.
some quick portrayal notes!
this blog is considered canon-divergent past season three. this for two reasons: one, i haven't finished the show ( i am currently on s4 ) so if i get any information wrong or make headcanons that later may or may not be retconned, this is why; and two, i plan to explore a redemption arc for chloe because we were robbed of one.
in line with both @yinbug and @yangnoir's portrayals, the timeline between s1-s5 does not happen in the span of a few months. chloe is 13 at the time of origins, 14 through season one, 15 through two and three, and 16 through four and five. this will make her sixteen in my main verse.
chloe is a closeted bisexual/biromantic. a lot of this has to do with the status of her family. her father being a politician and her mother being toxic at best, chloe fears how she ( and by proxy, her parents ) may be perceived if she openly admits to having feelings for girls as well as boys. image is everything in her family, and chloe doesn't want to tarnish that — at least not when it comes to her romantic/sexual identity, so she definitely struggles with some internalised fears of rejection.
part of the exploration of chloe's redemption will include her focusing more keenly on her ballet. thus far she has been practising it for eight years and takes pointe classes, though it didn't become a very serious interest until she began to realise she needed to turn her life around. the discipline and focus needed in ballet, and especially pointe, gives chloe a much needed outlet for her frustrations and anger.
this will probably be expanded on/added to as i make my way through s4 and s5.
𝘾𝙃𝙇𝙊𝙀 𝘽𝙊𝙐𝙍𝙂𝙀𝙊𝙄𝙎 , lookbook .
I'm not done being annoying, get the fuck back here.
𝑬𝑽𝑬𝑹𝒀𝑻𝑯𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑯𝑨𝑺 𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑬𝑫 . ( a collection of lyric starters for a taylor swift type of love . some phrasing has been edited , feel free to change gendered terms . )
❛ i heard you’ve been out with some other girl . ❜ ❛ if you wanted me , you really should’ve showed it . ❜ ❛ for you , i would cross the line . ❜ ❛ he’s so smug , mr. always - wins . ❜ ❛ you’re not sorry . ❜ ❛ i’m doing good , i’m on some new shit . ❜ ❛ i thought i saw you at the bus stop . ❜ ❛ all this time i was wasting , hoping you’d come around . ❜ ❛ i remember it all too well . ❜ ❛ someday maybe you’ll miss me . ❜ ❛ i’ve been waiting for you all my life . ❜ ❛ you looked me in the eye and told me you’d never go away . ❜ ❛ every single day until the end , i will be by your side . ❜ ❛ all you do is let me down . ❜ ❛ someday when you leave me , i bet these memories will follow you around . ❜ ❛ say you’ll see me again , even if it’s in your wildest dreams . ❜ ❛ the knife cuts both ways . ❜ ❛ long story short , it was a bad time . ❜ ❛ i’ll do anything you say , if you say it with your hands . ❜ ❛ i’d be smart to walk away . ❜ ❛ this path is reckless . ❜ ❛ it takes everything in me just to get up each day , but it’s wonderful to see that you’re okay . ❜ ❛ how’s your heart , after breaking mine ? ❜ ❛ it’s taken me this long , but i’ve figured you out . ❜ ❛ i don’t want to hurt anymore . ❜ ❛ you can say you’re sorry , but i don’t believe you like i did before . ❜ ❛ i think he did it , but i just can’t prove it . ❜ ❛ you’ve got your share of secrets and i’m tired of being the last to know . ❜ ❛ i’m fine with my spite . ❜ ❛ i just need you . ❜ ❛ my picture’s in your wallet ? ❜ ❛ i didn’t say half the things i wanted to . ❜ ❛ this is how the world works . ❜ ❛ i never got past what you put me through . ❜ ❛ this is the last time you tell me i’ve ‘got it wrong’ . ❜ ❛ they say i’ve gone too far , this time . ❜ ❛ it’s been awhile since i’ve even heard from you . ❜ ❛ we took a wrong turn . ❜ ❛ i can’t help it if there’s no one else . ❜ ❛ no one’s celebrating . ❜ ❛ we fall in love until it hurts or bleeds or fades in time . ❜ ❛ all we are is skin and bone trained to get along . ❜ ❛ your cheeks were turning red . ❜ ❛ i know that it’s over , i don’t need your closure . ❜ ❛ don’t treat me like some situation that needs to be handled . ❜ ❛ if it’s all in my head , tell me now . tell me i’ve got it wrong . ❜ ❛ we were something , don’t you think so ? ❜ ❛ i don’t regret it one bit , he had it coming . ❜ ❛ you’ll find the real thing , instead . ❜ ❛ i know my love should be celebrated , but you tolerate it . ❜ ❛ i never saw you coming . ❜ ❛ this is the last time i’m asking you this . ❜ ❛ put my name at the top of your list . ❜ ❛ the greatest films of all time were never made . ❜ ❛ didn’t it all seem new and exciting ? ❜ ❛ while you were out building worlds , where was i ? ❜ ❛ i’m begging for footnotes in the story of your life . ❜ ❛ when i fell hard , you took a step back . ❜ ❛ i bet you never loved me . ❜ ❛ words , how little they mean when you’re a little too late . ❜ ❛ you never called it what it was . ❜ ❛ it was one prize i’d cheat to win . ❜ ❛ it would’ve been fun … if you would’ve been the one . ❜ ❛ i’d do it over and over and over again , if i could . ❜ ❛ i notice every thing you do . ❜ ❛ all we know is touch - and - go . ❜ ❛ i know it’s long gone and there’s nothing else i could do . ❜ ❛ you kept me like a secret but i kept you like an oath . ❜ ❛ maybe we got lost in translation . ❜ ❛ maybe i asked for too much . ❜ ❛ i’ve got some things to say to you . ❜ ❛ it cut deep , to know you . right to the bone . ❜ ❛ that made me want to die . ❜ ❛ the idea you had of me , who was she ? ❜ ❛ you’re not my homeland , anymore . ❜ ❛ the greatest loves of all time are over , now . ❜ ❛ i might be okay , but i’m not fine at all . ❜ ❛ if my wishes came true , it would’ve been you . ❜ ❛ it’s been a long time . ❜ ❛ it wasn’t right , the way it all went down . ❜ ❛ i could feel you sneaking in . ❜ ❛ take my hand . ❜
PICTURED : girl who is flustered that people not only want to date her, but KISS her.
#𝐉𝐀𝐔𝐍𝐄𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐒 is an independent and private roleplay blog for 𝘾𝙃𝙇𝙊𝙀 𝘽𝙊𝙐𝙍𝙂𝙀𝙊𝙄𝙎 of zagtoon's miraculous ladybug franchise. written by fae. if you could give this post a ♡ or ↺ to help me find people to interact with, i'd really appreciate it!
❛ you’re not a very convincing liar. ❜ ♡ luka
200 random dialogue prompts / accepting !!
I don't need anyone! she had screeched.
𝐂𝐇𝐋𝐎𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐄𝐑; like she was something worthy to be looked at, rather than like some villain out of a Saturday morning cartoon. In all her desperate attempts to maintain control, she'd pushed it too far and almost lost everything. As it was, Sabrina barely acknowledged her and Adrien wouldn't return any of her calls. Even her father was threatening to send her to a boarding school in London. Left with no friends and a tattered reputation, Chloe had hit her lowest point and didn't know how to claw her way out of the hole she had dug herself into.
As if that wasn't bad enough, Luka had caught her in a vulnerable moment where frustrated tears had sprung forth and overflowed. She had expected him to laugh at her, maybe tell her she deserved every bit of karma that came her way. He would have been right — a bitter thought that came to mind. But he didn't. Perhaps worse than that, he took up the space next to her on the bench and offered to hear her out. Like it was easy. Like they were actually friends.
Chloe threw herself from the bench as if she'd been electrocuted, manicured nails biting into her palms until she could feel the skin tear, screeching at him to leave her alone. She didn't need him. She didn't need anyone.
You're not a very convincing liar, he'd said.
He was so calm about it, so earnest that it actually made Chloe quiet. She stared at him for a long moment before her eyes narrowed into suspicion.
❝ Why are you here? What do you want, Luka? ❞
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