❝ Pardon my intrusion, ❞ the intermingled voices are nothing but polite, their tones a symphony of concern. Palms raise in a show of deference; they mean no harm. They come in peace. ❝ It's just—I sensed your doubt, you see. I know it's probably hard to believe, since we're usually on opposing sides... but I'd like to help, if you'll let me. ❞
They're careful to maintain their distance; even in her mindspace, Chloé Bourgeois—Queen Bee—would never allow the comfort Chrysalis would offer their usual targets.
❝ It's painful that they still don't fully trust you, even after all this time. ❞ Rather than a question, they state it as fact; there is no need to wonder when they feel it, too. ❝ You try and try to prove yourself to them that you're different now, but you're still the last one they call, still the one being given lesser tasks. ❞
❝ I can give you the power to make them acknowledge you. Only if you say yes, of course. The choice is yours. ❞ They take a step forward now, cautiously placing a hand on the heroine's arm. Though their head tilts a little, their masked face remains ever passive. ❝ I only want to help. ❞
𝐂𝐇𝐋𝐎𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐈𝐋𝐒; because she has been down this road before ( again and again and again ) and she knows how it will end. She doesn't want to be the bad guy anymore, alone with no friends or support system. Chloé had been trying, she had been making an effort. Her friends ( could she even call them that? ) just needed more time, didn't they?
She hates that she doubts. Hates even more that, in some small way, Chrysalis isn't wrong. But Chloé is so scared of failing again, of letting everyone down — how could she possibly trust the holder of the Butterfly Miraculous?
❝ Ugh, you don't want to help me, ❞ Chloé snips, rearing her head to glare at the emotionless mask. ❝ You want me to fail. You want me to let my friends down and prove them right that I haven't changed! You —— ❞ You want me to be alone.
Her temper rises, not just because of what Chrysalis says, but because even the enemy thinks she can't change. That she'll fall right back into her old ways. Ridiculous!
Well, maybe they don't really know Chloé Bourgeois at all.
❝ ——Get out. GET OUT! I don't want or need your kind of help. I'll earn their trust back on my own! ❞ She shrugs the hand away from her arm, turning away with a petulant air of defiance. ❝ And take your tacky, purple smoke with you. You're a fashion disaster worse than Hawkmoth. ❞
𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐆𝐀𝐙𝐄 𝐀𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐄 ??
— 𝚆𝙷𝙴𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚈 𝙳𝙾𝙽'𝚃 𝙺𝙽𝙾𝚆 𝚈𝙾𝚄'𝚁𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 .
you want to see who they are at their core. your love smiles for you. they put on a brave face. they tell you off when you're out of line and they encourage you when you know your mistakes are piling up. they're the one who is always there. but there are moments you catch them unawares and that is when you watch them. you want to see the expression their face takes when they aren't being brave for you. you want to see how they smile when it isn't designed to lift your own burdens. you want to see what they say to everyone else. how they talk about you. how everyone else encourages them or if they let anyone be there at all. you want to see what is underneath it all so you can prove that's who you love. the parts of them they try to hide. the parts they think you don't already know and adore.
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canon divergencies ( courtesy of talks with @yinbug ):
at the end of the s3 finale, miracle queen, adrien denounces chloe as his friend, which prompts her to re-evaluate herself.
chloe spends the majority of s4 working to be a better person. it's important to note that chloe is still rather vain and selfish, but she does eventually learn to control her emotions better and that her actions do have consequences and can be hurtful.
in s5, at the end of derision, chloe gives marinette a sincere apology for everything she's done.
in s5, in re-forging the miraculous to their original forms, marinette also creates a second bee miraculous and entrusts it to chloe, as well as her secret identity at the end of re-creation ( the final day, part 2 ).
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.
all four of our names lit up at once as we all badly singing along to chat's song at the same time really is just iconic actually.
( clears throat ) you will ship with chloe. you will hold her hand and smooch her.
( clears throat ) you will ship with chloe. you will hold her hand and smooch her.
How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days (2003)
stares at the 21 unanswered asks in my inbox, stares at my hands.... why do i do this to myself