small white butterfly

lost and found xvii

 bughead fanfiction - chapter seventeen - unbeta’d

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“I lost my way
all the way to you
and in you
I found all the way
back to me.”
—Atticus

There’s something liberating in forgiveness.

A murmur of a candle flickering back to life in the dark parts of one’s soul, Betty wonders how many years of heartache she’d have saved herself if she learned to forgive sooner. Not just her family, but herself.

Darkness cannot drive out darkness. It can only fester.

It takes Betty longer than she cares to admit in realizing that, though she’d forgiven her father, the anger toward Polly’s decision to take her life—Betty hadn’t forgiven her sister for that. It’d only been when Tobi one day grabbed the frame off his grandma Alice’s bookshelf, his five-year-old self running it up to Betty and Alice as they chatted in the kitchen.

“Momma, look, there’s two of you!”

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Mistakes / Aftermath

So this is my first ladybug fic?? inspired by @miraculous-weeks. The prompt for this one was Mistakes / Aftermath and I tried to squeeze both ideas in a little bit because why not. This is also one of my first times writing angst (it’s not my forté) but I tried really hard and I think I like it! Hopefully I’ll be able to write some more pieces for other prompts throughout the week ~


Mistakes / Aftermath a ML angst fic with hints of LadyNoir (1193 words)

Warnings: blood and bodily harm


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The Accident- Pt 2

Request: could you please do a part 2 to being stiles wife and him getting in a car accident  and if you could let me know when you post thanks so much

A/N: So, I pretty much just started from where the first part left off, but skipped forward to the hospital…yeah.

Part 1 is here

It had been a long and hard ride to the hospital. The car had been filled with silence as you followed the ambulance that housed your daughter. Stiles was in your passenger seat, having opted out of riding in the bumpy vehicle that you were speeding after.

Your knee was bouncing as your nerves ate away at your sanity while you sat in the waiting room. A warm hand rested on your knee, stopping the anxious bouncing, and you looked over to see Stile’s with the small, white, butterfly bandages covering the cuts on his face. His hand squeezed your knee in a comforting gesture, and the only thing you could do was smile sadly.

“She’ll be okay,” he reassured you, his voice trembling and cracking on each word. “It’ll all be okay” However, from the way that the slight smile faded slowly off his face, you knew it wouldn’t be okay.

After today, nothing would be the same.

You eventually fell into a restless sleep, Stiles’ shoulder becoming your pillow. It was a few hours later when you were shaken awake by your husbands soft hand.

“Stiles, Y/N?”

You looked up, still groggy from your unhelpful nap, to see Dr. Geyer standing before you, hands clasped together in front of him and clipboard tucked underneath his arm. You glanced behind him to see Scott’s mother, Melissa, standing behind him, tears staining her cheeks, eyes red from crying.

You could already feel the burn of tears forcing their way out of your eyes, a lump forming in your throat. You felt like you couldn’t breathe as you took in the sullen look on Dr. Geyer’s face.

You looked over at Stiles just as a tear dropped down his cheek. You watched his Adams apple bob as he swallowed, probably trying to keep it together for as long as you could. You both knew what was coming.

“I’m sorry.” You squeezed your eyes shut as the tears ran down your cheeks. “I’m so, so sorry.”

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Once you heard those words come out of Melissa’s mouth, you broke down, no longer being able to hold in the sobs that had been threatening to escape. The noise in the waiting room for the ER fell quiet, your heart wrenching sobs being the only thing that could be heard. Stiles was crying quietly beside you as he embraced you in a hug.

You couldn’t believe it.

Your daughter was gone.

Reverse Roles AU

okay i still don’t know how i came up with this but its basically a reverse, really dark version of miraculous ladybug, enjoy the angst B)

  • Everything is the exact opposite of the Miraculous world
  • Ladybug and Cat Noir are the villains, bringing chaos, sadness, and destruction to Paris
  • They are succeeding
  • Hawkmoth is the hero

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silver linings

AN: @a-little-light-zine​ is a digital Miraculous Ladybug charity zine to benefit the victims of Hurricane Matthew. Zine orders will be open until Feb. 1! I’m thrilled to participate in my first ever zine! Hope you enjoy :)

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They almost miss the butterfly, at first.

Despite being hypersensitive to their presence after so many months of fighting akuma, it’s an easy mistake to make. Distractions come in the bag of hot roasted chestnuts passed between them; in the sea of twinkling lights washing up before their feet that dangle over the edge of a roof; and in the joyous ringing of laughter and carolers rippling through the streets.

In the distance, the bells of Notre Dame sing the late hour, and the Eiffel Tower comes to life in a stunning rush of light that sparkles brilliantly for a few captivating moments before fading.

“It’s the most wonderful time of the year,” Chat hums as the bells continue to chime. He deftly catches a chestnut that Ladybug tosses at him and pops it in his mouth. Undeterred, he puffs his chest out and belts, “There’ll be much misteltoeing and hearts will be glowing when loved ones are neeeear~!”

He nudges Ladybug cheekily at that and laughs as she shoves another chestnut in his mouth. Sputtering, he finishes, “It’s the most wonderful tiiime of the yeaeeaaar~!”

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Road Trip - Chapter 10 - Au William Buxton/Tom Hiddleston Fanfiction

This story follows modern day Structural Engineer William Buxton, and my OFC Biologist Sarah Falls as they present a fly on the wall documentary following a fictional pioneers route through the Grand Canyon to the West Coast of the USA.

Authors Notes: Sarah’s ex makes an appearance in this chapter, and if you cast your minds back to chapter 3 it explains there that he attempted to kill her a few years back. I hadn’t set in my mind what or who to base her ex on, but a comment someone made this week about Michael Fassbender and that his smile was ‘like a sharks’ made me decide that he would make the perfect villan for this story. 

Triggers/Warnings: Past Abuser returning to the scene, attempted assault. 
Rated PG-13
5000 Words

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Road Trip – Chapter 10

As Sarah woke she could feel Will curled up to her back, his broad chest pressing against her as certain other parts of him pushed a little more insistently. Shifting slightly she became aware of the ache in her hip where she was lying on the hard ground, the padded mats they’d put down the previous night doing little to soften their sleeping conditions.

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Identity

@alouette-lulu​, here ya go!


Ladybug’s Miraculous started beeping and she tensed, shooting a worried look at Chat; only to find him already staring at her. “We’ve got to hurry,” she muttered, swinging her yo-yo around as her eyes snapped back to the Akuma they were facing. She didn’t have much time left, she only had one dot left, but they were nearly done. She just needed to break his necklace and then capture his Akuma so she could purify it. All in a minute’s work…she hoped.

Chat nodded, pulling his staff back and dashing the other way to get the Akuma’s focus on him instead of Ladybug. While the boy was distracted, the ladybug-themed hero tackled him and ripped the necklace from his throat, causing the chain to snap and the black butterfly to fly out. She quickly captured it and smiled when a small white butterfly flew out of her yo-yo. “Bye bye, little Akuma,” she muttered, picking up the repaired necklace and handing it to the confused boy on the ground.

“Nice job, My Lady,” Chat grinned, his ears twitching when her Miraculous beeped in a last warning. “But I think you should go now.”

She smiled and was about to swing her yo-yo, freezing when the press started to circle them and ask multiple questions. They had cornered them, if she moved now, there was a chance she’d accidentally hit someone with the toy.

“Ladybug! That was amazing!”

“Ladybug, do you have time for a few questions?”

“Ladybug, are you and Chat Noir together?”

Her cheeks flushed red from that last one, but at the moment, that wasn’t really her top priority. Her blue eyes flickered to her partner, who looked just as worried as her.

Her Miraculous beeped for the last time and the final dot disappeared.

Chat’s mind was racing, and as the familiar sparkles started to cover Ladybug, followed by gasps from the press; he acted quickly and without thinking.

Before she could fully transform, Chat had wrapped his arms around her and extended his weapon, jumping on a random roof and running away as fast as his legs could carry him with her still in his arms. He could feel her grip tightening on him, hugging him close as she buried his face in his chest in a desperate attempt to hide it. Sure, she didn’t want him knowing either, but right now, he was her best option.

If she had to trust anyone with her identity, then it was him. A few months ago it would have been Alya because Marinette always thought Chat was irresponsible and childish, but he had proven many times he could be serious, including what he was doing right now.

The cat themed hero jumped into an alley, gracefully landing on his feet before letting Marinette go. The girl ducked her head and wrapped her arms around herself, a soft sigh escaping her lips. “So, now you kno-” she looked up, frowning. “…Chat?”

He had placed one of his clawed hands over his face, covering his eyes.

Marinette blinked. “Chat, what are you-”

“You don’t want anyone to know, do you?” He cut her off. “Correct me if I’m wrong, My Lady, but that includes me, doesn’t it?”

She stared at him, eyes searching his face (or, what wasn’t covered by his hands, at least) for any answers. When she found nothing but sincerity, she smiled, suddenly feeling very warm inside. Despite all of his faults, he really was the best partner she could ask for.

Chat jumped when he felt her soft, delicate hands on his, growing even more confused when she tugged gently. “W-what are you doing?”

“You deserve to know,” she stated simply.

He tensed, his heart starting to beat faster. “Buginette, are you sure-”

“Kitty, I trust you.”

He relaxed almost immediately at her words and she smiled when he finally allowed her to pull his hands away. His eyes were still closed when she removed his hands and she rolled her eyes, finding it both adorable and a little bit annoying that he was so unsure. She let go of his hands and stepped back. “Open your eyes, Chat,” she muttered softly.

Chat followed her orders, clearly still a bit hesitant despite all the excitement he was feeling. He blinked a couple of times, his eyes taking their time to adjust a bit to the light from being covered so long, but when he did see clearly, he was surprised, to say the least. “P-Princess?”

“Hello, Kitty,” she greeted, a bit awkwardly. There was a hint of a blush on her face, her cheeks tinted a light pink as she stared at him and waited for his reaction, hands behind her back.

Chat ignored the unintentional pun she made, his mind still processing what was happening. Sweet, cute Marinette was Ladybug? She seemed so…different. Sure, he had noticed that they looked alike (from what he could see, anyway) but the way they acted was way off. Marinette was shy while Ladybug was confident. His Princess was very uncomfortable with Adrien (why was that?) while his Lady just acted coolly around him.

“-Chat?” He blinked, snapping out of his thoughts as she waved her hand in front of his face, a confused look on hers.

“W-what?”

“I asked if you were alright,” she frowned. “Chat if you don’t like-”

“No! No, that’s not it!” He assured her quickly, smiling when she relaxed. “I’m just…surprised, I guess.”

“Not something you would expect?” She said, rubbing her arm. “But something’s off, you know me behind the mask, don’t you?”

He blushed, rubbing the back of his neck. Damn it, she was observant. “I-I’m that transparent, huh?”

“No, but you just confirmed it.”

“I guess I should-”

She surprised him again by reaching out and placing her hand on his, the one with his Miraculous. “Don’t,” she scolded lightly. “I don’t want you to show me who you are just because you feel like you have to, now that you know who I am.” She pulled back, smiling up at him. “I want you to do it because you want to.”

But he did want to, she had no idea how much he wanted to tell her. Right now, she wouldn’t let him though, she definitely wouldn’t let him for the following couple of months. So he wouldn’t, he’d do it when she wouldn’t expect it. “Stay safe, Purrincess,” he winked at her, grinning when she rolled her eyes at the pun. He jumped onto the roof and was about to leave when-

“Chat?”

He froze. “Yes?”

“Thank you.”

“No problem.”

Marinette smiled and crossed her arms, her tone turning playful as she looked up at him. “And don’t start being all protective over me in your civil form; that’d make it too easy for me to guess who you are. Make it a bit challenging, okay?”

He smirked, his eyes flashing. So she wanted a challenge? “Of course.”

His smirk stayed in place as he ran away, multiple scenarios flashing in his head. Sweet little Marinette really didn’t know what she just got herself into.

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