#anarka miraculous

[celestiall0tus]

"Brother, I crave violence."

Got this idea after reflecting on what I wrote for chapter 11 of Salvation. I can say with full confidence that I absolutely love the more chaotic Juleka. She still has her reserved quiet side, but just like Anarka, she will choose violence.

Ah. Like mother like daughter 😊

[zakkych]

Young Anarka

I dunno… Like

Her past intrigued me the most out of all the adult characters, and I can't understand her mix with Jagged. Like, he cheated on her and she got pregnant? They had an open relationship? Or did they only share intimacy? Why did she never tell her kids about their father? And why didn't their father pay child support lmao…

[bugstung]

Couffaine family and Rose redesigns

[chocostrwberry]

Some Luka appreciation!! I updated his design and I really like this one so I’m practicing it

[yunyin]

When I realized the akumatized Couiffaine family had a theme, I had to draw it!

[edorazzi]

Page 31 of my Miraculous Mentor AU comic A Matter of Trust! In which Felix consciously experiences "friendship" for the first time and Ladybug takes a chance on Chat Noir! 🎧💿

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[lostuntothisworld]

A Lukadrien concept I'm obsessed about is how Luka's parental figures are complete opposites of what Adrien's parental figures are/were:

Emilie is so overprotective and controlling of her little prince(ss) that his home is a cold lonely fortress, while Anarka values liberty above all else and her houseboat is the main hangout of the entire cast.

Gabriel and Jagged are both terrible fathers, but Gabriel is so loyal to his wife he forgoes his only son in order to bring her back, no matter the cost, while Jagged, who may or may not have been the one to break up with Anarka, was confronted by his son, and choses to be a better father to his children.

Nathalie's surname literally translates to heartless, and until the later seasons, doesn't seem to care for Adrien at all. Even currently, she forgoes Adrien's truth, and chooses to keep Monarch's and her identities secret, even if it could cause Adrien turmoil. Verses Penny, who cares entirely too much, to the point it gets her akumatized.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

[sunsetosirias]

I know it was confirmed canon back in season 4 but I can't get myself to see Jagged Stone as Luka and Juleka's dad - it's just not clicking in my brain. Also not fond of how they retconned Luka and Juleka to be twins just to make the twist work, or how it adds yet another bad parent into the show. Correct me if I'm misinformed, but wasn't Jagged better liked within the fandom before the writers revealed he was an absentee dad?

Honestly, I'd have made Jagged Stone Luka and Juleka's uncle through being Anarka's younger brother, that way he'd still be a supportive family member while explaining why he's not around 24/7 without making him an absentee parent that only returned to save face after the truth got revealed.

Plus, a Watsonian reason Jagged's connection to the Couffaine's isn't public knowledge in my hypothetical re-imagining is to protect them from paparazzi and obsessive fans, as seen in Season 1 Pixilator.

While drafting this, I came up with the idea that Jagged Stone is a stage name with his real name being something like Jared Couffaine - mostly because I misspelt Jagged as Jared while writing.

[miraculous-multiverse]

Homeless Chloe AU Draft

Version 1 - 01/2025

By @the-lost-lights and @generalluxun (with a sizable contribution from the various people that asked questions about it).

Chloe, following the loss of the Bee Miraculous and arrival of Zoe to Paris, runs away from home because she feels that she’s been replaced by a “better version of her” and that nobody needs or will miss her.

The sad part is that she’s not entirely wrong: Andre is too busy to realize that she ran away from home, thanks to Lila nearly everyone at school thinks that she’s on an expensive holiday (and Adrien and Marinette also believe her, if only because it would be in-character for her to go on an expensive holiday without saying anything to anyone) and only Sabrina and Zoe realized that she’s gone and are trying to find her without much luck.

Two months later and she’s barely hanging on as a homeless in the streets of Paris and her mental state worsens with each passing day. One day she stumbles upon an Akuma fight and Ladybug saves her but fails to recognize her. This causes Chloe to snap.

With her sanity damaged, Homeless!Chloe starts to hallucinate all the people she knows telling her that she’s worthless and nobody cares about her and the best thing she could do is throw herself in the Seine and die since she has nothing to live for. One month later after the Ladybug incident she almost does so but right before she jumps she realizes that despite everything she still wants to live, only for the Hallucination of Zoe to “push” her into the Seine. Before she can drown the currents bring her towards the Couffaine houseboat, where Anarka fishes the unconscious teen out of the waters and brings her to an hospital.

At the hospital the doctors who threat Chloe realize who she is and contact the police, who then contact Andre and ask him why the hell his daughter, who had disappeared from the public for three months ended up in the Seine. Andre, who didn’t even realize that his daughter was gone, freaks out and tries to cover his ass, only for the police threatening to charge him with child neglect and taking Chloe away from him and send her to her mother. As this happens, Chloe starts to freaking out and telling everyone that she doesn’t want to stay with her mother and Zoe because they will hurt and kill her and Anarka, in a well intentioned move that might bite her in the ass in the future, takes her out of the hospital, brings her to her houseboat and essentially adopts her.

The first days as a Couffaine aren’t easy for Chloe, not because she hates the houseboat (after three months living on the streets she’s fine in staying anywhere that isn’t a dumpster) but rather because she’s not doing fine mentally (constant hallucinations that tell you that she’s worthless and should die will make anyone insane) physically (she’s too thin, has various illnesses and ended up in the Seine, which clearly didn’t do good for her already precarious health) and lots of thrust issues, but her new family tries to make her feel better in any way possible.

Anarka at one point gives her a rescue cat that she names Pollen, like her former Kwami. They get along very well and she brings it everywhere she goes because it helps her calm down.

Following the disappearance of Chloe from the hospital, Andre manages to “persuade” (aka corrupts the higher ups) the police to stop the investigation against him and instead focus on finding his daughter and in the meantime covers up her disappearance with a public announcement that Chloe has been transferred into an exclusive school in Switzerland. Meanwhile Zoe and Sabrina decide to continue their search for Chloe by themselves and eventually they’re joined by Adrien and Alya (the former because he’s starting to be worried about the radio silence from her friend and the latter because she realized that something fishy was going on).

I’m still working on what will happen next but I have plans for Chloe to go back to school under a fake identity and bonding with the members of Kitty Section, plus a couple of ideas about Monarch trying to akumatize her and Zoe discovering where Chloe is and being divided between bringing her home or let her stay with her new family.

[sillysiluriforme]

in my heart anarka will always have a marseille accent

[tears-of-xion]

Jagged Stone's reaction to his kids finding out about him will always be funny to me.

He really just goes 'Aw, you caught me! :( Oh, well, guess I better be a Dad now! :D' and it's just...so funny.

[celestiall0tus]

Miraculous Separate Worlds - Chapter 3 - Drowning

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            Alya and Marinette pulled up near Liberty. They got off their bikes with the pastries in their arms. Their bikes reverted to their weapons, a whip for Alya and a yo-yo for Marinette. They started for the ramp when Alya paused.

            “She’s coming,” Alya remarked.

            Alya and Marinette waited as Alix rolled up, her tires screeching against the pavement. Alya flinched at the noise while Marinette shook her head. Alix’s foot landed with a heavy thud as she winked at them.

            “Evening, ladies.”

            “We could do without the burn tracks,” Alya remarked.

            Alix waved her hand dismissingly as she got up. She flung a heavy backpack over her shoulder while she carried a box with the other. Her bike reverted to her book, and she put it under her arm.

            “How much liquor did you bring?” Marinette asked.

            “Who wants to know?” Alix demanded.

            Marinette sighed. “Never mind. Just, don’t go overboard.”

            “I’m not the one you should be saying that to,” Alix pointed out.

            “She does have a point. Save it for Juleka and Anarka,” Alya added.

            “Fine. Let’s go,” Marinette said.

            Marinette, Alya, and Alix headed onto Liberty. They stepped down into the hold and headed to the kitchen area. Rose and Juleka had finished cleaning up dinner, but Anarka was absent.

            “Hey, Jule. Where’s Anarka?” Marinette asked.

            “Bathroom,” Juleka answered.

            “Perfect. Time to set up,” Alix remarked.

            Alix put her bag and box down, unpacking them. She set up her bartending utensils and her glasses. She ransacked the cabinets for more glasses and put them out. She pulled out chilled containers of fruits along with a small case of sprite and coke. She de-transformed, then transformed again. Instead of her biker outfit, she wore a black and gray shirt, black pants, and a feathered apron.

            “Alright, ladies, what’ll be your poison tonight?” Alix asked.

            Marinette held up a hand as she produced a bottle of Moscato from her box of pastries. “We grabbed a simple bottle of wine to go with dessert. Sorry, Alix.”

            “Bitches. What about you two?” Alix asked Rose and Juleka.

            “A strawberry daiquiri, please,” Rose said.

            “You would want a bitch ass drink. Where’s your blender, Jule?”

            Juleka took the blender out and set it up. Alix mixed the drink and blended it up with the ice. Marinette and Alya laid out the dessert options when Anarka came running out.

            “Alix, dear lass! Good to see you!”

            “Anarka! How’s my favorite bitch?”

            Anarka snorted. “Living to stick it to the man.”

            “My girl. What’ll be?”

            “Hit me with an Adios motherfucker.”

            Alix grinned and mixed the drink. Juleka paled seeing the dangerous blend of liquors.

            “Uh, Mam, I don’t think-.”

            Juleka was cut off by a pair of male voices. Her stomach and heart dropped as she looked towards the stairs. Icy dread consumed her as Adrien and Felix stumbled into the hold. Adrien laughed while Felix struggled to free himself from Adrien. Adrien perked up when they saw Juleka. They released Felix and ran over to her.

            “Juleka!” Adrien exclaimed as he hugged Juleka.

            Juleka grunted. “Hey, Adrien. How’s it been?”

            “Oh, same old, same. What about you?”

            “Oh, you know, same old, same. Just… wanted to get together and hang out. It’s summer after all.”

            Adrien raised a brow when Juleka forced a smile.

            “Hey, blondies, what’ll it be?” Alix yelled out.

            “Gin and tonic,” Felix answered.

            “Basic ass bitch,” Alix remarked.

            “I feel sorry for your customers if you add commentary to all their choices in drink,” Felix shot back.

            Alix grinned. “Only the ones I know that won’t leave a tip. What about you, Adrien?”

            “Oh, can I get a Sex in the Driveway?”

            “Adrien, what the hell?” Felix yelled.

            “What? That’s what it’s called. Maybe you wouldn’t be so surprised if you ordered more than your basic ass drink,” Adrien teased.

            “Tsk. Sorry I don’t have your delicate tastebuds that your drinks need to be watered down with fruit juice,” Felix shot back.

            “At least my delicate tastebuds allow me to experience life’s sweetest joys. Can you say the same, dear brother?” Adrien remarked.

            Juleka’s blood ran cold as she watched the bickering of the Agreste twins. Bile rose in her throat at the reminder of what she lost years ago. The possibilities of what could have been for her and Luka. What they’ll never have because of one fateful day. How she lost a piece of herself and never found it again. To see her best friend have what she could never have.

            Rose touched Juleka’s arm. “Jule? Are you ok?”

            Tears rimmed Juleka’s eyes as she forced a smile and nod.

            Rose furrowed her brow. “Jule.”

            “I’m ok, really.”

            Rose was unconvinced.

            Alix eyed them and finished making the drinks. Alix put a hand on Rose’s shoulder. “Ease up. She’s had a rough day. Why not let me take a little edge off?”

            “I don’t think-,” Rose started.

            Anarka slammed a hand on the table. “Another round, lass! Let’s get a Pirate Punch this time.”

            “Coming right up, Captain!”

            “Oh dear. Just, please relax. Have yourself some coffee and dessert.”

            Juleka took a deep breath. “Right, I will.”

            Anarka hollered as she raised her newest drink. “Let’s get this party started!”

            Rose panicked as Anarka turned on her music and put it to full blast. Rose ran over to Anarka, yelling about police. Marinette, Alya, and Felix flinched and covered their ears. Alix continued mixing drinks, unaffected by the noise. Adrien downed their drink and joined Anarka in rocking out.

            Juleka watched, trying to focus on Rose’s attempts to quell Anarka that went ignored. She kept her eyes on Anarka until Adrien ran over to Felix. Everything broke through seeing their playful jabs and the comfort they took in each other’s presence as Adrien helped get Felix to loosen up. Sharp knives carved up her heart as the assault of reminders beat her down. She knelt as she covered her ears and shut her eyes.

            Alix placed a hand on Juleka’s shoulder. Juleka looked at Alix’s concerned, sorrowful face. She held up her book for Juleka to read:

I can’t erase the never-ending pain, but I can help numb it.

            Alix closed her book. She pressed her forehead against Juleka’s, then helped Juleka up.

            Juleka saw five shots lined up on the counter. She looked past them at Marinette and Alya, who stared back with concern and sorrow in their faces too. She looked back at the shots as she picked one up. She picked up the slight aroma of passionfruit, pineapple, mango, and strawberry. However, it was easily overpowered by the various rums she picked up. She threw her head back and downed it.

            Everything burned as it went down, but Juleka felt warm. Her sorrow ebbed away as the warmth spread. She took a sharp breath and downed another shot. It burned, but not as bad as the first. Another breath, then she downed the third, fourth, and fifth shot. Her world blurred and her worries vanished. Her mind filled with the rock music, and she wanted to dance. She stumbled over to Anarka, took her hand, and spun around in a drunken stupor.

            Rose took a step back as Juleka and Anarka stumbled around each other. She covered her mouth as bile threatened her. She retreated to behind the counter with Alix. She plopped down on the floor and curled up into a ball. She buried her face in her knees, not wanting to see them. She was grateful for the music that drowned out everything else.

            Alix poured out the drinks for the partyers. Juleka and Anarka were multiple sheets to the wind as they sang, danced, and made merry. Marinette and Alya moved to the deck with their snacks and wine. Adrien and Felix sang and danced, but away from Anarka and Juleka. All while Rose remained behind the countertop, curled up in a ball.

            Alix hummed as she absorbed information. Anarka was a touch too far gone in her habits, though she didn’t blame Anarka, who carried a lifetime of regrets. Juleka was slipping away from them, but they needed something to reel her back in. She considered as she watched Juleka’s drunken stupor. Even in a drunken state, Juleka moved beautifully and sang with an intoxicating voice. The wheels turned in her head as an idea came to life.

            Alix tapped Rose’s head with a glass. Rose glanced up to see a bright cocktail with a note:

                        Take this and head up to the deck. Don’t worry, it’s just a Cinderella Mocktail.

            Rose took the drink, offering Alix a weak smile. She scurried to the stairs and headed up. She took a seat within the glass enclosure with Marinette and Alya. Alix trailed behind and gave Marinette a nod. Marinette stood and approached the stairs to the hold.

            Marinette took her yo-yo and swiped her finger along the middle. She placed in a single lavender, and it closed. She swung it around, then threw it into the hold. There was a burst of smoke that filled the air. She covered her mouth and headed down. A moment later the music was turned off and she joined them.

            “Alright, we need to talk about Juleka,” Alix started.

            “To what end? We’ve gone through this song and dance countless other times. Nothing has changed,” Marinette pointed out.

            “We have to do something. It’s either we find something, or we watch her destroy herself,” Rose argued.

            “What more can we do? It’s been fourteen years, Rose. She should have moved on by this point,” Marinette pointed out.

            “I know, but she hasn’t, and I don’t know what to do. I mean, she was doing fine all throughout school, but now, I don’t know. Everything was fine until Luka,” Rose commented.

            “Luka? What do you mean?” Marinette asked.

            “Think about it. All throughout school, she didn’t have to worry about those reminders. She just had us and Anarka. Sure, there would be reminders when she heard Jagged’s music. However, that was easy enough to work around,” Alix explained.

            “On top of that, Luka wasn’t being paraded around like a show pony until two years ago. And it wasn’t until the first gossip column talked about Jagged and ‘Jagged Jr.’ did she begin to spiral again,” Alya added.

            “And there is the Agreste twins. I mean, imagine you’re Juleka. You had a twin, another half of you, and they were torn apart. You can cope with the grief until you are reminded of everything you could have had, but never will. To see the bond that was meant to be yours but was lost. Add all that on top of what’s already there and boom, recipe for unraveling,” Alix concluded.

            “Ok, but what do we do? It’s not like we can just go abduct Luka and bring him here,” Marinette pointed out.

            “I mean, why not?” Alix asked.

            Marinette and Rose glared Alix down.

            Alix put her hands up. “Kidding. Ease up.”

            “Right. C’mon, we need a solution otherwise we might lose her,” Rose pushed.

            “What about finding her a new outlet?” Marinette suggested.

            “Like what, exactly?” Rose asked.

            Alix smiled. “Music.”

            “You’re joking, right?” Rose asked.

            “Think about it for a moment. Anarka still had music around and we know full well that Juleka loves her metal music. More on the gothic side, but regardless. What if she were to channel her pain and grief into music? I mean, look at her down there in her drunken stupor. She was singing and dancing to her heart’s delight. What better outlet than that?” Alix explained.

            “What if it reminds her of Jagged and Luka?” Marinette pressed.

            “There’s a chance, but don’t forget, Anarka was a musician too,” Rose remarked.

            Alix beamed. “Exactly! Besides, what’s the harm in at least mentioning it?”

            Rose hummed and nodded. “I’ll give it a try.”

            “Excellent. We’ll see what happens from there and then proceed moving forward,” Alix declared.

            Rose smiled. “Thank you. I suppose get what you need, and you can all head out. I’m sorry you were dragged out for this.”

            Alya put a hand on Rose’s shoulder. “It’s never a bother. We’re all friends, sisters damn near. We need to be there for each other.”

            A tear slid down Rose’s face. “Thank you. All of you.”

            The girls shared a hug before they headed back into the hold. Alya and Marinette grabbed the Agreste twins, who were snuggled up against each other, and took them to their car. Alix headed to the kitchen while Rose approached Juleka.

            Rose’s heart ached seeing Juleka cling to Anarka in her sleep. A reminder that she’ll never hold a candle to what Anarka was to Juleka. That no matter what she did, how far she went, she could never give Juleka that peace of mind Anarka did.

            “Rose? Do you need help?” Alix asked.

            “It’s not that. I just… can I ask you something? It’s silly, but I just… yeah.”

            “What’s up?”

            “Am I enough?”

            “Why wouldn’t you be?”

            “I just… I see Jule like this, I feel almost… jealous, maybe? Perhaps envious is better. Regardless, I can’t help feel that I’ll never be enough for Juleka. I know it’s just the trauma and all she had was her mother. And I feel awful for feeling this way, but I can’t help it. It’s still there.”

            “Give it more time, Rose. I know you’ve waited a long time, done all you can and more, but I think you’ll see things will change soon.”

            “How can you be so sure?”

            “I’m not, but I hope, and that is the only thing stronger than fear. Never forget that.”

            Rose sighed. Alix patted Rose on the back, then left. Marinette returned and packed up the pastries but left them behind.

            “We’re going to head home and take the Agrestes back as well. Will you be ok? Do you need any help?” Marinette asked.

            “Should I leave them like this? I want to put them in their beds, but I almost feel I shouldn’t,” Rose remarked.

            “It’ll do no good for them to sleep on the floor,” Marinette urged.

            “Right. Could you help put Anarka to bed? I can handle Juleka, but Anarka is still a little heavy for me.”

            Marinette nodded and took Anarka to her room. Rose scooped up Juleka and put her to bed. She took off her and Juleka’s shoes, then curled up beside Juleka.

[zakkych]

sigma woman.

ref👇🏻

[bugstung]

Have this Couffaine family wip I won't finish

[depressed-teacup-inc]

Sigh… women🥰

[sillychatonnoir]

I would love to see a breakdown of the socioeconomic status of all Marinette's classroom for the funsies, I mean, we don't really know much about her classmates' parents, but like, how much does Chloé's dad and mom could be earning? Max's mom as an engine driver and then as an astronaut? How much Marinette's parents could be making as the best bakery in Paris? And Alya's parents being a Zookeper (i think) and a chef? I don't really remember if we know this but does Anarka has a job? How much child support Jagged has to pay for twins? Also Alix's dad!! He works at the Louvre!! Yeah, I'm even curious about the specifics of the Agreste brand and Tsurugi's company, how filthy rich are they?

What I'm saying is all these kids look like they're well off and I need to know the numbers, I'm curious