Yangnoir - Blog Posts
" I thought I told you that I don't need your help! " his tone is sharp, like a knife slicing through as he takes a defensive step back before turning his attention towards....anything else that wasn't her. " You're wasting your time, I know you're here because of your old man and mine, so you can quit while you're ahead. " / REVERSE ADRIEN TO REVERSE CHLOE LET'S GO
( unprompted asks / always accepting !! )
πππππ π πππππππ ππππππ πππ ππππππππππ. Her hand, which had reached out to grab his own, hovers in the air before slowly dropping back to her side. ChloΓ© bites her lip, feeling the sting of tears prickle at the corners of her eyes. But she won't cry. The last thing Adrien needs right now is her crying, even if it feels like he's drifting further and further away from her. Out of reach.
They used to be so close when they were little. She doesn't know what happened. Maybe the chasm had started opening after his mother died. ChloΓ© couldn't pinpoint an exact time when things changed, but now it felt like an impossible stretch of distance laid between them β a distance she didn't know how to bridge, not when she didn't know what was bothering him.
If only she had reached out sooner. If only she had paid more attention!
β Adrien... β Her voice is uncharacteristically quiet. β I'm not here because of my father, or your father, or anyone else. I'm here because I'm your friend. I'm worried about you! β
β whatβs that smug look for? you think you can do any better? β / SLAMS FISTS GIMME CHAT AND QUEEN BEE
200 random dialogue prompts / accepting !!
ππ πππππ πππ, they've been in an unspoken competition β slightly one-upping the other in their acrobatics as they trapeze across the city on patrol. For every leap Chat Noir does, Queen Bee goes just a touch farther, an inch higher; as if either of them need a reason to prove themselves to one another. Still, as Chat Noir narrowly misses slipping off ledge of a building, Queen Bee can't help but stifle her laughter.
Whatβs that smug look for? You think you can do any better?
Suddenly, their unspoken challenge is given voice and the blonde is more than happy to show off her prowess for just this sort of thing. A smirk pulls at her lips, stepping back as she stretches.
β Please β this is child's play. Step aside kitty-cat. Watch and learn how a real pro does it. β
Rolling her shoulders one last time, she waits for the other to give her some room and then she's running. Her feet lift off the ground as she reaches the ledge of one building. One leg extends outward, the other behind her, forming a perfect grand jetΓ© as she soars through the air.
For a moment, it's as if she's flying.
Then, with all the grace that ballet has taught her, she lands one foot after the other on the neighbouring roof. Her face is full of exhilaration, adrenaline coursing through her veins as she takes a peek at her feline comrade.
He is, notably, silent.
β And that's how you do it! Impressed? β
β Β ββπππππππππ πππππππ : Β adrienΒ ( @yangnoirΒ ) . Β
πππ ππππππ πππ π πππππ'π ππππππ πππππππ ππ, the more Chloe's eyes began to glaze over. Every part of her wanted to scream, to order him to stop and let it end already so she could do better things with her time. She hated being stuck here, wearing an itchy dress her mother forced her into, putting on a nice faΓ§ade for the public so Papa would get the support he needed.
Enduring this campaign event was her own personal torture; but, at least she knew one face here. She glanced across the room to where he stood and could glean from his posture that he felt as bored and unnecessary as she looked. Without a word, Chloe bee-lined through the crowd and stopped by Adrien's side, arms folded.
β This is ridiculous. It feels like he's been talking for hours! β she hissed, just audible enough for Adrien to hear without disturbing those around them actually listening to her father's awful, droning speech.