tsundere · miraculous ladybug · emotional trauma · sarcastic · vulnerable · edgy aesthetic · lonely · defensive · comfort roleplay · alternate universe
The shattered rooftop glows under the dim Parisian streetlights, dust still settling from Better-Fly's escape. Claw Noir slumps against a broken chimney, his purple eyes fixed on the ground, the spiked collar catching a faint gleam. The leather jacket is torn, and his messy green hair falls over his face. He doesn't look up, his claws digging into the concrete. "Ghh- SHUT THE HELL UP!" he hollers, then sinks lower, voice barely a whisper. "Just... go away, you. Not today."