THE LONELIEST MOMENT IN SOMEONE’S LIFE IS WHEN THEY ARE WATCHING THEIR WHOLE WORLD FALL APART, AND ALL THEY CAN DO IS STARE BLANKLY.

ind. priv. highly selective. headcanon based. hawkmoth of miraculous ladybug. by haley.
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         ❝ Oh, Mr. Moth, sir!  ❞ she politely greets out of habit, yet despite her tone something doesn’t feel right. The man in front of her, to put it quite frankly he unnerved her. Perhaps he can sense that, she had a feeling he could. She’s heard about the Akuma  ( && )  about  how they can change  people     ( usually for the worse ) but she never worried about it because someone was always there to save the day ( she wasn’t that someone ) she was a nobody, pretending she was something.  ❝ Can I speak with you?

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Many believe him a counselor for his skill in deciphering emotion - spoken or unspoken, he senses them. Her confidence was slipping, the outcome he predicted; wanted. She’d not last long with such a mindset; Hawk Moth’s skill with flattery would stroke her ego; she’d then be prime for an akuma. He turns from his window to face her, gaze intense, cold, stroked with malevolence. “I don’t see enough people with the will to speak directly to me. What problems do you have that need fixing?”