Vexx really doesn't need to hypnotize Mari, as she already happily does whatever she says, but sometimes a goddess just wants to be fully in control without having to deal with any pesky questions or worries (even if Mari would not object to this activity in particular)

[ RACE ]. To Stede from your Izzy

There had only been flurries off and on, nothing consistent and nothing heavy... until just a few minutes ago when the wind started to blow and the snow started to pour. Most of the crew had made it back to their shelter just before it started to really come down while some had stayed behind, not wanting to be out in that mess. Some of them really didn't care for the snow and while Stede wasn't used to the cold, or to the snow, he liked being out in it. As a child, he always dreamed of seeing snow, of getting to experience at least once in his life and now, as a pirate, he's been able to a few times. And he loved it. He loved it even though he became so cold so easily and so quickly, much to Izzy's worry, even when he was all bundled up. The first time he spent a little too long out there, playing in the snow, that he became sick, despite Izzy's warning, but he recovered about a week later thanks to his boyfriend's wonderful care.

Did that stop him from spending more time than necessary in the snow? No. It did not. Especially not when he got Izzy to go out there with him, playing in the snow together whether building snowmen, sliding down hills or engaging in a snowball fight - sometimes with the crew or just the two of them. But he loved it. He loved experiencing it with Israel most of all. Today was no different. They spent some time out there again, came back to warm up and then went back outside some time later, but Izzy decided to stay behind, though he urged Stede not to spend too long out there and the blond promised he wouldn't, he promised he'd return soon, but... he lost track of time. And distance.

The snowfall became heavy and thick within seconds of starting and the Captain was hurrying back to their shelter, but the snowfall was so thick he was losing sight of what was in front of him. He could barely even see the trees in front of him, let alone the path back to where he needed to go. He felt himself starting to panic at the possibility of being lost and he started to run in one direction, then stopped and looked in the other direction. "ARCHIE!?" Stede calls out for her. She and Jim had been outside when Stede came out, but they had stayed closer to the shelter, whereas Stede strayed further. "JIM!?" He calls out again, his voice full of panic, his entire body growing colder. "Oh, god... oh, god..." He whines, hugging his coat tighter around him, tying his scarf tighter, but it doesn't help much. Not when the snow is piling on his head and shoulders and the wind pelting him in the face, making it harder to breathe. "I-Izzy!" He cries out, knowing he had been inside when Stede came out, but he was the first person Stede always thought of when in danger or when he was scared.

He can feel himself growing weak as the blizzard strengthens and he manages to reach a tree, providing him temporary shield from the wind, but not from the cold. "Izzy!? Please!? ANYONE!?" He screams as loud as he can, but his voice is giving out and it's no doubt difficult to hear anything in this wind. Oh, god. He shouldn't have left. He should've stayed inside with Izzy. He shouldn't have come out alone, but he didn't know this was going to happen. And he didn't mean to stray too far or for too long. Gods, what if he couldn't get back? What if no one could find him? Would he die out here? Would he freeze to death? His eyes watered at the thought, tears falling from his eyes, but he couldn't even feel them. His face was frozen, his heart filled with panic, but he couldn't stay here. He had to try. He wouldn't give up. So he pushed forward, almost tripping in the snow, but he caught his balance at the last second and continued pushing through the strong wind. "IZZY!? ANYONE!?"

@izzyeffinhands

Fic premise ask game: after defeating Hawkmoth, Marinette isn't entirely whole. Not in the sense that she lost something, but like she's something more than she should be. It takes longer than it should for her to realize this because her life gets crazier between the recent explosion of her brand, acquiring the missing miraculous gems, being on track to graduate lycée, and attempting to repair some of the broken friendships in the wake of Lila's trial for conspiracy to commit terrorism. 1/?

ethiFic premise 2/?: when she has time to really think about it, Marinette realizes that she has held more power in her body than the whole miraculous team combined. She was Ladybug, but she was also Multimouse and she merged kwami together to gain access to multiple powers at once. She wore every miraculous still in the box once and survived. She has played host to mini gods so many times that something has changed inside her.

Fic premise 3/?: Jason hasn't been the same since he crawled out of the Lazarus pit and everyone knows it. The others treat him like a live bomb and he can't help thinking they're right to. He has better control of himself lately, but he knows the madness, the rage he contains is simmering just beneath the surface. When the Joker pulls off a particularly deadly crime, Jason knows he has two choices: step away now or risk losing the relationships he's only just built back. He goes to Metropolis.

Fic premise 4/?: meanwhile, Marinette has arrived in Metropolis for something related to the MDC brand. She sent ahead to hire a bodyguard for her parents' peace of mind. The agency she contacted recently hired Jason as a temporary bodyguard. He's had a couple jobs since leaving Gotham and has proved both reliable and discreet, so he is assigned to Marinette while she's there. (If it's not obvious, platonic Jasonette)

Fic premise 5/?: the thing about not being whole, like recognizes like. The first time Jason and Marinette see each other, they both have a visceral "I must protect this person" moment. Which is great for Jason because that's his job, but Marinette is a nurturing person who is determined to take care of people whether they want/think they deserves it or not. Her entire stay in Metropolis is characterized by them going back and forth, trying to provide for the other in their own way.

Fic premise 6/6: when it's time for Marinette to go back to Paris, Jason had a bit of a crisis because being around her, helping her, was helping him too. Being around Marinette made him feel whole, but he doesn't want to freak her out with that revelation. Meanwhile, Marinette is freaking out trying to figure out a non-weird way to suggest they stay in touch because he made her feel human again. Either he follows her back to Paris or she blurts something out when he delivers her to the airport.

rogue i think you just wrote the fic in my ask box lol.

but also like, yes. this is very much something I would find myself writing. powerful magic users and found family is my writing kink and no I am not ashamed of that fact.

i would go so fucking in depth about all the magic and stuff i just- ahhhh

also the ‘i must protect’. yes. I have this Thing about characters that do what i call ‘defensive protection’ which is mostly like, preemptive saving. not necessarily emotionally based, but it often is. Like, Mari just making sure he’s cared for and building him up and protecting him the only way her creative soul knows how (by making sure he can protect himself.)

And the Jason just reflecting that right back at her but with all the ferocity of someone steeped in destruction. oh is just love dichotomy and ‘evil’ traits that are flipped into not being evil and instead used for goo and i- hnngg

yeah this is great

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