#MLB SCENE AU

[arkscape]

Scene AU fact sheets and clearer refs for their hero outfits :333

they’re rotting my brain

[westywallowing]

snippets from my miraculous Fruits Basket au :))

[bubsmiraculousau]

it worked! I want to get better at animatics so I made myself actually finish one for once lol

[wisteriasymphony]

any more asylum au perhaps 👉👈😎

CW: Physical and Verbal Abuse, Arson

FALL 1993

Adrien was held still by two of his former bodyguards—Laurent and DuPont, if he remembered correctly. Laurent always had his blonde hair shaved to the skin, whereas DuPont's was thickly braided. Such distinctions weren't helpful at the moment, of course. Any two of Gabriel's men would be restraining him the same. It's what they were always paid to do.

"Sixteen—Almost seventeen years' worth of work. Seventeen years!" Gabriel shouted, his gargoylish face contorted into a thousand graying wrinkles. "Do you know how much I sacrificed for you? Do you know the hours, the months of work I have slaved to put you where you are. —And this is what you choose to do with your life?! Getting high and fucking whoever you find sitting on the street corner?"

Adrien opened his mouth to protest—more just for protest's sake than because he had anything on his mind to speak—only for Gabriel to backhand him so hard the sound could surely be heard from outside. Even as Adrien staggered, he was forced upright by the guards, kept in a jawlike grip by his forearms, held just low enough that he couldn't stand, only bend at the knees to get even a semblance of bearing.

"Well I'm through with it," Gabriel spat. "I am through with your delinquency. I don't care where the hell they send you—" Gabriel extended a gnarled, pale finger to point at his son. "—But I will ensure you spend the rest of your life thinking about what you have cost me with this stunt of yours. And when I can finally drag you back out, you should be nothing but thankful that I had the mercy to not kill you, and her, where you fucking stand."

It was supposed to be so easy. It was supposed to be so easy. Adrien knew how to bypass the limits on his cards, Adrien knew every place in the manor to hide from the security cameras. He had bought plane tickets, stolen his passport, and had just enough money hidden in his mattress to not have to worry for two months out of the city, maybe more. It was supposed to be so easy, he was supposed to finally be safe.

Adrien hadn't a single desire to ever see Gabriel's face ever again. Now, confronted with it—varicose and gaunt and furious—what was there for him to do? What option did he have left?

...The option he took had left him at the doorstep of Hospital Sainte-Marie-de-Dieu with a plastic muzzle over his face.

SPRING 1995

Adrien looked up at the billboard, the acrid smell of burning vinyl filling his nose. If there was anything he was still good at in life, now that following orders (and later, drinking) were both entirely off the table, it was his penchant to set stuff on fire. Even when he still had some semblance of good left in him, Adrien remembered taking a large magnifying glass out into the garden to fry holes in blades of grass. This was basically the same thing, minus the gasoline and matches.

It was maybe two miles ago that he'd found a pair of glasses, their cracked lenses tugging a ray from the headlights of the stolen car and getting Adrien to stop. That was probably the benefit of these gone-to-shit roads in the middle of nowhere: Being able to just stop and see what people had left. Adrien had put on the glasses for the time being, but was just as willing to throw them away once he tired of them. They weren't worth much, anyways. The frame was warped and barely sat on his face right.

The fire had eaten up nearly half of the billboard by this point, and it was just starting to melt Adrien's face off—the one on the vinyl, that is. He remembered posing for it a few years ago, selling some perfume that was basically the same goddamn thing in yet another glass bottle. It was nice to see the thing go up in smoke.

Marinette stood a few feet away, the orange glow of the fire throwing itself at her face. She didn't talk much, to the point where Adrien assumed she was likely mute. Her big brown eyes did enough of the talking for her—a look for "You're stupid", another for "Stop driving so fast". As weird as it felt to say for someone so much shorter and quieter than him, somewhere he held respect for her muteness. Maybe envy, too. A jealous respect.

...There wasn't much more to see from the fire. Only scraps of nauseous-smelling vinyl floating down like leaves of hell, glossy embers of tar-black only coming into view here or there when something other than the dark sky was behind them. Most small enough to maybe inhale. Adrien reached in through the broken window of the car to open the driver-side door again. "Come on." Marinette's shadow made its way to the car, stretched long by the light of the burning billboard.

(I started this Aug 31st what the fuckkkkk why'd it TAKE so long)

[fabseg-creator]

I've made new sketches about Marinette/Ladybug, Lila/Chrysalis and Chloé/Queen Bee.

First: Time to unmask you, guardian/Ladybug.

This happens in an AU (MLB Insects AU):

Chrysalis and Queen Bee abduct Ladybug. Queen Bee ties the superheroin with her spinning top. The two lovesick/yandere supervillainesses remove the earrings for discovering her Guardian is in fact Marinette (their love interest at the civilian life). Tikki is astonished about the flirtatous behavior of the two Ladybug's adversaries.

Second: Sequel of the first sketch.

Chrysalis and Queen Bee kiss Marinette on cheeks. A uncomfortable Marinette extremely blushes.

Third: Ladybug-Chrysalis-Queen Bee kiss (Chrysabeebug threesome)

There is a collection of three kiss scenes (or it's a minicomic):

1- Chrysabug kiss (Ladybug and Chrysalis Truce)

2- Beebug/Queenbug kiss (Ladybug accepts reconciliation with Chloé/Queen Bee)

3- Chrysabee kiss (Queen Bee is enjoying her mistress' kiss)

These kisses can happen in one scene

Based on a suggestion of @soundvenom.

[hot-sad-moms-near-u]

Another update:3

Hopefully yall know what's up with these fandom deepcuts

[tizzymcwizzy]

watched the ml movie

that sure was smth that happened on my screen for real uhuh

[mlb-a-rewrite]

The Umbrella Scene (Rewrite)

It was the last day of the second week of school. Marinette had gone to the library after school. She didn’t have tutoring with Fu that day but decided she would get ahead on her work. Miss. Bustier had informed the class that they were nearing the end of their current math unit which meant a test would be coming up. With Marinette’s luck, the test would fall on the same week her piece for Fine Arts was due and while she would much rather be working on her painting, Mr. Monlataing was busy after school today, leaving her painting securely locked in the art studio.

This meant Marinette’s only option was to study for math, which she did in the shelter of the library.

She was only there for two hours, surprised and pleased that she was able to pretty quickly decipher her mistakes on past homework assignments and quizzes. She worked through them diligently and deliberately, keeping her work clear so she could reference it later if she needed to. The repetition of schoolwork was calming to her, an easy rhythm her pencil learned to dance to when she first started taking school seriously. She stumbled at times, her moves not perfectly fluid or confident, but through repetition and dedication, Marinette knew she could learn the steps to any dance.

When her stomach growled Marinette decided it was time to return home. The side of her hand was smudged with dark lead that she absently rubbed at as she left the library. Her departure was cut short when she opened the door to the library to hear the tell-tale sound of rainfall. Marinette stopped under the awning, just out of the rain’s reach, and stared out at the city.

Marinette didn’t care for the rain, particularly when she didn’t have anything waterproof. It was cold and inconvenient and she’d much rather spend time with the sun burning her skin than water chilling her bones. Her house wasn’t far though and if she hurried the rain wouldn’t be too unbearable.

Pulling her backpack off her shoulders and holding it in front of her, Marinette opened it and searched through, finally pulling out 6 euros from her buried coin purse. The library had a vending machine and her meager change might be enough for a bag of chips if she wanted to try and wait out the rain. She was lost in her mental math, the sound of rain and cars driving through puddles effectively concealing the approaching footsteps from beside her.

It was only when a familiar voice called out, “Hey” that Marinette realized she had company.

Beside her beneath the awning stood Adrien, a long black umbrella in his hand. He smiled softly at her, a timid look that made guilt and anger swirl in Marinette’s stomach. Reminders of her rude behavior from the past 2 weeks resurfaced in her head when they made eye contact so Marinette turned her attention back to her bag, fiddling with the zippers as she closed it. Her decision had been made; she would stay at the library, at least until Adrien was gone.

As she tugged her bag close, Adrien sighed from behind her. From the corner of her eye, Marinette saw him turn away from her, head pointed at the street. When her backpack was shut, Marinette swung it onto her back and watched Adrien open his umbrella and enter the rain. The nylon surface protected him from the rain, droplets beading together and falling off the edges in even larger drops.

Instead of leaving though, he hesitated and looked back at Marinette who had successfully returned her bag to her back and had been watching his departure.

“I—” his voice was unsure but he continued to speak regardless, “am not sure what I did to make you dislike me. I’ve never been to school before,” he confessed, looking away from Marinette when he spoke. “I’ve never had friends. It's all sort of new to me.”

A brief pause and then he was looking at Marinette who had frozen in place, her hands clutching the straps of her bag. Something seeped into Adrien’s expression then; not confidence but something else, something assured. He extended the umbrella to Marinette still securely beneath the awning.

Rain hit his perfectly kept hair, running through it. In those few moments before the rain overwhelmed him when just a few drops had landed on his shirt and run through his hair, he looked different. Not like the perfect images of him in teen magazines and perfume ads, but not a completely different person either. Parts of his hair were soaked from the rain, dark and brown, while others still stood in carefully set swoops. His smile was still hesitant but with a subtle eagerness pushing at his eyes and lips.

Marinette took the umbrella from him, body suddenly tense and awkward. For a few moments after the exchange happened, they just looked at each other, but then the umbrella closed on her sending water droplets flying through the air.

As Marinette grabbed at the edge of the umbrella, trying to get it open, she heard laughter. Genuine, happy sounds from an unjudging person. It was so real she couldn’t help the smile that grew on her lips, any embarrassment she may have felt washing off her as if she was the one in the rain.

When Marinette emerged from her nylon cage, she saw Adrien, smile bright and face red despite the thorough soak from the rain he was receiving. Once they had both settled down Adrien turned his back and started to make his way down the stairs.

As he descended he turned back to wave at Marinette, saying, “See you tomorrow”. If she wasn’t so dumbstruck by the whole situation, she might have realized her face was red or that she stammered a reply to him as he got into his car and left, but instead, she was left standing with an open umbrella under a dry awning, watching a silver car drive off in the rain.

Oh boy that was the first scene I've written and posted. What do you think? I haven't shared any, like, traditional story-telling writing on here let. If you like it let me know and maybe I'll prioritize writing more scenes like this :).

This one was a slight, teeny tiny, rewrite of the umbrella scene from Origins Part 2. The scenes I'm planning on posting are either completely new or modified key scenes from the show that are in the rewrite. I plan on posting them around the same general time that I post the episode they are featured in.

Also, let me know if you are interested in seeing art for these scenes. I've already started art for a scene that doesn't happen for a while and it's been taking time because I'm rusty and decided it was smart to render the entire thing from scratch, but if there is demand I might try to make art of all the written n scenes I post who knows :)

[chaotic-trav]

#Depressed Marinette in finales

Is this another gift for someone? Pretty much, yeah. Thank you, captain for being the amazing person you are always. You might be a hardass but you're also my best friend and I hope you know I wouldn't have you any other way. Life is an orange, and so many parts of it are bitter but you are the sweetest part of it. I love you so much and we might never meet (Hoping that doesn't happen) but I'll always wish that you are happy. Thank you for being the best friend a person could ask for @ivyprickedthorns.

And a special thank you to @katsspace for helping me with this. Or well, dealing with my bs during it. I love you and you're a great friend.

[kebebe]

concept: mlb uniform au

1. it would be cute

2. adrien loving his uniform like :D meanwhile everyone else is like "... ur weird" (he irons it himself every night)

3. the students bending the uniform rules bc there's no rule in the handbook that says chloe can't have a uniform specifically designed for her and added to uniform options but only for her

4. the sweater under the blazer combo (it doesn't look as atrocious as it sounds,,, trust me)

5. it would make sense why they're always wearing the same clothes... ik they're cartoon characters but.... let me enjoy this

6. the outfits they wear outside of school could be more elaborate and show more of their character.....

7. WINTER AND SPRING UNIFORMS OH MY DAYS

8. i could literally write abt this forever :,,,))))

[saintforan]

Daynap umbrella scene for the mlb au

hehehehehehhe

[arkscape]

MIRACULOUS SCENE AU DOODLE DUMP

thinks about them and starts throwing up

here’s a ranty explanation of the au LOL :

REVERSE AU ( so mari likes chat and chat likes mari but mari doesn’t like adrien and adrien doesn’t like lb (toxinelle in this au))

the au is that her and alya r besties OBVS but alya is also alr but more on the gothic/punk side and she’s a photographer and uses mari as a model and mari is only ok with alya taking pics of her

and she’s super nervous in big crowds but she’s kind of mean to people because she’s too awkward in this world and is used to getting made fun of because of her being more alt so she completely shuts down when she gets compliments or attention

and she’s a scene queen heehee and adrien LOVES her myspace like she’s his fav scenequeen and he tries hard to also be a scene king but his dad says “ew no be normal” so mari doesn’t know that and calls him a poser cause he’s a gorgeous model (all his jewelry is fake)

anyways adrien is always surrounded by paparazzi so when the news come to interview them mari (toxinelle) hides behind him OR runs away as fast as possible so HES seen as the main hero since she’s too shy to be the face (but she still is a bad bitch boss who solves problems)

[medusas-graveyard]

Crack prompt because I can't stop thinking about that one scene in mlb where Alya scribbled on top of a picture of Adrien and pointed out how he kinda looks like cat noir

Basically still the "Danny is the newly adopted Wayne au", in which he was taken as ransom (he had wished this day never came) and even though he could, hypothetically speaking, just deadass take off the ropes they're binding him in, he had swore to himself that he's going to enjoy being a normal teenager this time around. Also because he's tired.

Cue Batfam™ rescuing him and Danny could not stop staring at him the whole time. He scrunched his gaze especially when Batman himself was undoing his binds and reassuring his safety all while crouching down his level, his face almost too close to him.

He swore there was something so sickeningly familiar about the man, that is, before he realizes just why.

(Technically this is the end of the prompt BUT here's a continuation of what I actually wanna see. Implied autistic & non-verbal Danny but not rlly relevant)

&—

Danny barges into the living room where Bruce was quietly reading, accompanied by the hectic sounds of his siblings playing Mario kart over the couch. When he enters, he enters quietly; doing his best to not bother his siblings, (yet he always found himself feeling that they knew the moment he stepped into the room without even batting a glance.)

Much like Cass, he's non-verbal most of the times. So when he greets his adoptive father, he claps his hands once and waves, smiling like usual.

"Hey, chum. Is there something you need?"

His father's words were always gentle to him; understanding and full of care. He nods.

"Can I place my hand on your face?"

A strange request; he knows. Yet this is something he always felt an impulse to do. He finally breaks and decides to do it. His commitment to do it, however, falters the moment his father looks at him questioningly. An apology on the tip of his tongue—

"alright."

Even the response caught him off guard, yet he makes an appreciating sound and gently placed his hand on top of his father's eyes, just shy on the nose. Even though his hand isn't as big as his father's face, he blinks;

"Batman?"

[spacedoutcowgirl]

🤳🐞🐈‍⬛ mlb online — part 20 !!

the father, the son, and jeff buckley

< part 19 part 21 >

📂vale’s notes: hi everyone! first i wanna say ty ty so much for like my silly little au so much that there are now 20 parts to it? that’s insaneeee!!!!! second, i’d like to FINALLY announce that the miraculous online au is heading to ao3 as its own, full fledged fic! you can read chapter one here! it definitely involves more “behind the scenes” things and actually is expanding the timeline/lore of the au. obviously you don’t have to read it but i’d love it if you did! thanks again guise!

[wisteriasymphony]

scene juleka. i don't make the rules :p

[starlightwoofwoof]

did some more scene drawings based off of my SM x MLB AU fic- (✨ Kevin edition ✨)

The first one is of when the Sweetener was defeated and Kevin was in the air and the weird cyan magic stuff helped him float down (cause it sounded cool in my head) and the second one is of poor Kevin being sick again :[