#did he call me bugaboo?

[glazedsnail]

This mod is gonna kill me I swear to Yoba.

[thegreatestheaver]

My moirail has been having me listen to the magnus archives everyday in the car when I drive us around and he just told me there’s 200 episodes

[bitchimasnake-sss]

hi! could i request some luffy fluff? i love how you write his dialogue, so maybe some pet names he would use? 🌸🦋

you have put an idea into my head that'll be very hard to get rid of @kingofthe-egirls hehe. the fic starts off as a crack!fic but i'll make it sweety-sweet towards the end!

the worst mistake ft. monkey d. luffy!

set-up: my headcanons based on what lovely @kingofthe-egirls asked! just our captain luffy and his absurd fucking nick-names.

warning: wholesome! more of a crack!fic (i dont know if its even remotely fluffy im sorry) than anything else. i do love me some good, self-indulgent stupid with my fav man on the sea :)

💗mistakes are a normal part of life. as bob ross said, "there are no mistakes, just happy accidents." well, he had clearly never made this catastrophic mistake. you had jokingly called luffy "bugaboo". emphasis on jokingly. 💗the sun was setting and you both were sitting on his bed, recalling the time zoro got lost and accidentally stumbled into a river-stream where local women were bathing. and afterwards how sanji wailed when he realized he wasn't there to witness it. your crew was weird, there was no doubt about it. but that wasn't the focus of the conversation. "heh" he snorted, "what did you call me?" "bugaboo?" you laughed, poking his cheek teasingly, "why?" he looked at you with his wide-eyed, honeyed gaze, "what does it mean? am i a bug?" with his wide eyes and stretchy smile, one might say so. but you didn't tell him that.

"its means... nothing?" you smiled softly, tracing your finger on the scar 'neath his eye, "it's just a nickname, baby. just something said out of affection." "out of affection?" he looked at your confused, "so anything can be a pet name?" you nodded in agreement, "pretty much, luff." worst fucking mistake of your life. 💗it was past dinner. and you and the captain were about to fall asleep to the noise of the crew chattering outside. "hey?" luffy hummed. and you hummed back in acknowledgement. "rice cooker." he mumbled into your chest, "you smell so nice~" you choked on your breath, spluttering, "lu-luff? did you just complement the rice cooker??" "no?" he looked up at you, bringing his finger to boop you on your nose, "i mean you. you, rice cooker. you smell so good, is it the soap sanji brought from that isla—" but you weren't listening to him. was he insulting you?? was he saying you were built like a rice cooker???? was he asking you to make him some rice, hence, you were the "rice cooker"?????? "luffy," you looked at him, concerned, "what do you mean rice cooker?!" "what?" he laughed, "it's a pet name. you said that a pet name can be anything?" when you stared at him, still concerned, he explained himself, "i mean like... i like you, i like rice cooker. cause it cooks rice—" "—go to sleep, luffy."

💗you had to clear it to him the next morning that nicknames cannot be that absurd. and when he asked you what qualifies as a nice pet-name, you tried really hard to think of some. "oooh, you like food right?" his eyes twinkled up at the mere mention of the topic. you grinned, satisfied, "so, like honey, sugar, pie, cherry. these are all examples of good pet names." he nodded at you with conviction in his eyes, as if he truly got you now. 💗it was lunch time now. and after beating up a marine ship, the entire crew was waiting for sanji to finish cooking so you could all stuff down some food. you were next to robin, sun-bathing and chatting ideally about a book she had lent you. she made a joke about how the character was dumb and you nodded and laughed along. in the midst of it, your boyfriend came and stood next to you, "hey?" both you and robin looked at the captain. you gave him a welcoming smile, "what's up, babe?" "so..." he looked over robin for a second before looking back at you. "i was just saying that i love you very much, my bombocado." his bombo- what? but before you could inquire him, he giggled and ran away. what??? and you resorted to look at robin, a bit confused. she replied back easily, "it's a brazilian dessert." is it now?

💗"what do you mean?" the captain looked at you confused when you told him bombocado wasn't a great pet name. "then, what else is a good nickname?" "i dunno." you sighed, "something normal like cherry or something." but that had opened yet another pandora's box. because now every time he saw you, he would refer to you as some fruit: "hey there, banana~" "i love you, my java plum." "should we go out on a date, pineapple?" "you look so pretty, my dragon fruit." a pause, "hey. my dad's name is dragon!!" you had given up on the idea of pet names. you would rather be addressed by your government given name than a pinecone. but now you were stuck with these absurd names. how wonderful. (but, i mean it was luffy who was saying them, so, you didn't exactly mind too much but when the entire crew caught on. boy the humiliation, the drama.). 💗but then one day, before drifting off to sleep, he slowly whispered, "i love you, cupcake." you almost jumped up in victory. almost. but instead, you chose to pet his hair softly and kiss him on his forehead, "good night, muffin." "—i love muffin." you kissed his forehead again as his hair tickled your skin, "ofcourse you do. goodnight, baby." "goodnight, honey nuts." just give up on ever having a normal nick name. i'm sorry. it won't happen.

💗jokes aside, here's my actual list of names that i think luffy would call you: 1. peach (cause you're sweet (in more ways than one) and because you once told him it meant ass and he laughed for 15 mins cause peach means ass) 2. mama (idk, sounds good to me? sounds like something he would just go along with) 3. lovebug (he once heard sanji say it and he thought it was so cute cause if hes a bug and you're a bug then you both together can be a bug-couple) 4. mi amor (heard sanji say it, thought it was pretty) 5. hot stuff (ussop convinced him that's what he calls kaya and kaya loves it) 6. sunshine (because you're his sunshine, what's not clicking??) 7. angel (because you're an angel, again, where's the confusion??) well, at the end of the day it doesn't matter what he called you. what mattered was that, you could come collapse in his arms. and he would squeeze his arms around you and tell you how he loved you. what were a few corny petnames to endure if you got all of his love in return?

a/n: i am convinced this is simultaneously the best and worst thing i've ever written. i hope it was atleast mildly satisfying @kingofthe-egirls <3

[fancyfeathers]

Always Prey But Never A Bird

Based on the Yandere Batfam w/ Wife/Mother!Darling & Daughter/Sister!Darling series

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“Hey bugaboo, you need to eat something.” You heard Tim speak as your door opened and he stepped inside, walking over to your bed and he sat down on the edge of your bed, reaching out to rest his left hand in between your shoulder blades on your back. “Alfred made breakfast if you want to come downstairs or I can bring something up here.”

“I’m fine.” You responded, not moving a single muscle as his hand reached up to pull away the hair off of your face as you lay down, letting it slip from his hand and falling down your back.

“You’re not fine, you haven’t moved since you got here.” He sighed, his hand slipping away and tucking itself into his hoodie pocket. “You have not eaten or showered, it has been eighteen hours, you have-“

“I can’t… I’m tired Tim.” You sighed and reached for your phone on the nightstand, it somewhat surprised you that Dick left that behind but it was understandable why, to leave you cut off from everything right now would be like leaving alone to die, you were unstable and they all knew that. You turned on your phone and you could see the wall of notifications, unread messages from your friends and Gabriel along with at least twenty missed calls from Gabriel. You groaned and dropped your phone down on your bed and buried your head into the sheets. You glanced at your older brother, half your face still buried in the bedding, and it took you a moment to make yourself talk because you just felt tired and far too exhausted. “…I’m sorry about… you know…”

“Throwing me at a mirror? I figured…” He sighed and you felt the weight on your bed shift and the blanket over you is pulled over Tim as well and you felt his arms wrap around your waist and he pressed his head into the crook of your neck as you felt his hands rest on you bare stomach as your shirt had ridden up a little, his hands were cold to the touch which would have made you jolt if you already did not feel so incredibly numb. “I can take it, besides you were scared and it was not your fault, you’re safe now.”

“Safe in Gotham? You’re joking right?” You huffed, closing your eyes, hoping to fall back asleep and that he would just let it be, but when have they ever just left you alone? You felt Tim’s breath on your neck as he moved his head so that his forehead was pressed against the top of the back of your neck.

“C’mon downstairs, you need to eat something.” At his words you groaned and took your blanket from where it lay over him as you turned over on your stomach and threw the blanket over you and tucking the edges of the blanket underneath you. You could practically feel the eye roll from Tim, even if you could not see it, as he stood up from your bed and walked over to your bedroom door. “Okay, be that way, but I can’t promise you’ll like the outcome.”

You heard his footsteps trail off, though the asshole of your so called brother never closed your bedroom door, leaving it wide open to the hallway. You enjoyed the peace and quiet for the few minutes you had it and you silently prayed that they would forget about you and get distracted in conversation about their current or upcoming cases and or missions, but again, they never forget about you or leave you alone. You could hear and feel the heavy footsteps against your bedroom floor as another person walked a few minutes after Tim had left and you almost instantly knew who it was, Jason. You could have moved, but you felt too tired to and you certainly did not expect what he ended up doing in grabbing you in the blanket before you could react and throwing you and the blankets over his shoulder like a makeshift bag with you inside.

“Jason, this isn’t funny!” You shouted at your older brother as he carried you out of the room in the blanket like a sack of potatoes, you had the faintest memory of him doing this same thing to you as a child, maybe you were eight or nine years old, not to long after your mother and father got back together again, though that statement could be taken with a grain of salt, but you could not get a clear image of said memory in your mind. You were a lot smaller as a child, especially at that age, maybe a foot and a half shorter than where you stand now along with being about a hundred pounds lighter than you were now, not counting the twenty to twenty five pounds of muscle you have gained over the last four years of your life as a vigilante, but yet he still carried and treated you the exact same way over all these years. “Put me down!”

“Not happening.” You could feel the vibrations of Jason’s voice through the blanket and then when he took a step down the stairs you certainly felt it, the blanket bag bouncing as he walked down the stairs, your shoulder and side colliding against his toned back between the blanket which made you squeak in surprise. You could hear the voices coming from the dining room down the hall, or at least the family dining room, not the one that is used for parties and galas which only got louder as you got closer and then suddenly you were tossed over Jason’s shoulder and into a dining chair at a weird angle, the blanket draping over the chair beneath you.

“Master Jason, please refrain from carrying the young lady like a bag of produce.” You looked up to see Alfred across the table, he was setting plates of prepared food down for you all to take from, he looked up at you and smiled at you, and gave you a small bow with his head. “Good morning, Miss.” 

“Mornin’ Alfred.” You mumbled, slouching in your chair and you looked around the table. It seemed like everyone was over but people were still waking up and coming downstairs one by one. Jason took a seat down next to you, Cassandra was sitting on the other side of you, and then across the table, you could see Tim sitting down and sipping a cup of coffee and scrolling on your phone, his eyes flicking up at you for a moment, acting like he was not the one who snitched to Jason to get him to drag you out of bed. You glanced around the table and spotted there was a spot set for everyone set at the table, even a spot without a chair for when Barbara comes by to join you all for breakfast next to where Tim sat, Dick was probably picking her up. Then just like clockwork you could hear the front door open and the energetic voice of Dick from down the hall. Just as Barbara and Dick entered the dining room, Alfred set a cup down in front of you, it was hot chocolate since your father did not like you consuming caffeine but when you brought it up to your lips to take a sip you could smell the scent of espresso beans, it seems like Alfred was more in touch with the person you were than your own family, even with something as small as dietary preferences. “Thank you, Alfred.”

“Hey, sweet pea.” You heard Barbara speak as she rolled by you, she leaned over and pressed a kiss to your forehead, and gave your shoulder a small squeeze. “How are you holding up?”

“I…I’m fine.” You replied as she rolled past, going around the table to take her spot next to Tim. You had a strange relationship with the police commissioner’s daughter, she was dating Dick for years but she treated you like her own sister, well a sister in the way your siblings treated you, which certainly was not normal. They all were overprotective and their relationship with you was not exactly healthy, but honestly, some of them were just clingy, and uncomfortable so, like Dick and Stephanie, especially Stephanie, then of course speak of the devil and they shall appear. After you replied to Barbara, the familiar blonde young woman stepped into the room along with Duke. Stephanie’s eyes immediately lit up and she practically skipped over to you and swung her arms over the back of your chair, giving you a hug and practically pinning you to the back of your chair. “M-morning, Steph.”

“Good morning, sleepy head.” She practically squeezed you harder from behind, practically knocking the air out of your lungs. Then luckily she finally let go, walking past Cassandra to sit down next to her. Then Duke walked past you, patting your head, brushing your hair with his fingers, his hand slipping away and slightly messing up your hair even more as he walked past Jason to sit down next to him. Something about Duke felt like he was not pretending that nothing was wrong, he knew what happened yesterday, you were traumatized as far as he knew, he was well aware of what was going on in your head right now, and everyone else was probably just walking on ice as to not set anything off in you and make you cry, you doubted that Bruce or Damian would force a smile, they probably would dive into investigating those photos after breakfast if they had not already, but they would never tell you. Cassandra was just quiet as always as she sat next to you, but that definitely did not cover up the fact that she was bothered, she knew that something was horribly wrong. 

“Master Bruce has a board meeting with investors for a new project, he will be back this afternoon,” Alfred spoke as he set cups down in front of Stephaine, Barbara, Duke, and Dick. Then just as Alfred spoke, Damian stepped into the room, his right hand resting against the upper back of the other person stepping into the room, your mother, it seemed that he woke your mother up after Bruce left this morning. “Good morning Master Damian, Mrs. Wayne.”

“Hello Alfred…” Your mother responded, only half awake as she walked over to her seat at the table but her voice trailed off as her eyes landed on you, sitting next to Cassandra and Jason. She sighed and pulled out her chair next to the head of the table, where your father would usually sit. “It seems your father was not joking when he told me you were back.”

“Ya…. Hi Mom.” You could only imagine the overwhelming feeling of guilt your mother held in her heart right now because over the years she was the only one who supported and encouraged your relationship with your now ex-fiance, though you have not told him that you were breaking up with yet, maybe it would just be best to ghost him, you doubted after seeing those photos, the reality of who he was, that he was the type of person to take rejection well, especially rejection from you, someone he had not forgotten about in years, someone he waited for years, never losing hope that you were still out there somewhere. You watched as everyone began to help themselves to the spread of food laid out in front of you all as your mother sat down and Alfred left the room to presumably clean up the kitchen. You almost completely lost your appetite at the thought of having to eat in front of them, it felt off to you, it felt fine with your friends, and you all felt comfortable with one another, there was no tension around one another or discomfort or even fear. You reached out and only grabbed two pieces of the warm toast, knowing they would not be exactly happy if you did not eat anything at all.

“Aren’t you going to get something else?” Stephanie piped up as she glanced over at your plate with barely anything on it, and of course, her words made everyone turn their heads towards you, except your mother who could not even make herself look at you. So now you were caught like a deer in headlights in front of all your so-called siblings. She did not even wait for a response from you, Stephanie just reached across the table to grab a bowl of roasted and seasoned potatoes and then reached across where Cassandra sat to put some on your plate, well some make it sound like it was a little, no the amount she put on your plate took up a quarter of the plate. “Hey Dick, pass the eggs please-” “I’m fine… I’m not really hungry.” You spoke up and you could see Barbara stiffen up from across the table, her hold on her own fork was so tight that her fingertips were starting to turn pink. “I just don’t have much of an appetite right now-”

“Were you fine when my dad and Detective Montoya kept food for the vigilante, Songbird, on them in case they ran into her, or rather you? You were starving weren’t you?” You immediately stiffened up at Barbara’s words, your blood ran ice cold as the dining room fell completely silent. Before you had Mr. Austen as your sponsor you had next to nothing, when you and your friends were runaways none of you could really get a job without probably being found and getting sent back home, especially you, you could not do anything outside of the mask, not if you did not want to get caught. Commissioner Gordon was no fool, especially with a small teenager who caught and stopped an organ trafficking ring before the GCPD even learned of it, he knew you were some street kid, well that was what you were when you ran away, and he knew he would be seeing more of you so him tossing you snacks after catching gangs and murderers were nothing to be surprised about, it was only surprising to him when you told him that he did not need to do that anymore when you got Mr. Austen as a sponsor, but Commissioner Gordon still did and over time Detective Montoya did it as well when you and Clove began working with her more often as well. “Judging by your expression it’s true, isn’t it?” “Barbara that is enough.” Your mother scolded the red-haired woman for her overprotective behavior, finally speaking up in the silent room. Your eyes looked over at your mother as she picked at her own food, clearly having lost much of her own appetite as well. “She is not starving now, she is just not hungry right now, a sentiment I share at the moment.”

“...May I be excused, Mom?” You hesitated to ask in front of all your siblings after what had just been said out loud. You looked up at her and finally, she looked at you and nodded yes and you could just see the pure pain and anguish in her eyes. So you stood up from the table and grabbed the blanket Jason had carried you down just a few minutes ago and walked towards to dining room door and before you stepped out you glanced at your mother.  “Thank you.”

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Not having to worry about running out of hot water is such a nice thing, back at the warehouse you all would take timed showers so you would not run out of running water in the middle of a wash, honestly, you could not remember the last time you had taken an actual bath, it had to be before you ran away four years ago. Your body just sank into the hot water after you turned off the facet and you slipped inside, it was slightly too hot but you could not bring yourself to care at the feeling of the hot water slightly tingling and burning your skin. The smell of strawberry scent soap filled your nose as you popped open the lid of the body wash and poured a generous amount of cleaning product onto your hand before you set the open bottle aside on the edge of the tub and began washing away any grime or sweat your body had acquired over the last day and a half.

But of course, there was a reason you gave up all these nice things, and the door to your bathroom just proved your point as Damian stepped inside. Your hands immediately went to cover yourself and your body sunk farther into the bath, trying to use the white bubbles on the surface of the hot water to cover up your naked body. 

“Have you ever heard of knocking?!” You shouted at your older brother, honestly, it felt strange now, you could remember him as a boy when you were little or the teenage boy when you were in high school together but now he was a fully grown man just like how you were a fully grown woman. “You have your own bathroom in your own room!”

“Stop overreacting, I want to talk.” He rolled his eyes at your words, your overreaction was how he would phrase it.

“Okay, we can talk when I’m wearing clothes and am not naked.” 

“You act like I have not seen you without clothes before.”

“That’s not a normal thing to say you know?”

“Your clothes… they cover your scars.” There was an audible ‘oh’ that escaped your lips after Damian’s words he spoke as he came to sit on the edge of your bathtub near the faucet so he was able to look at you. “I saw them when Father was dressing your wounds a couple of weeks ago after you fell off the bridge, where are they from?”

“The same place where you all got your own.” 

“No, I mean where you specifically got them.” You watched and surprisingly let Damian reach out to touch you, more specifically a scar near your collarbone from a blade. “Like this one, where is it from?”

“A rusted pipe I landed on when I got thrown by Clayface.”

“Two years ago, correct.” His words made you pause, looking at him with a look of confusion. “I have been keeping track or the stories about you and your… friends.”

“You just did not know it was me.”

“Correct.” He paused and looked away at the moment before looking back at you from where you sat in the bathtub. “Your fight with Firefly and Killer Moth a few months ago… you stopped appearing for a few weeks after that, how bad were those injuries?”

“I…I don’t like talking about that… my friend, Clove, got really hurt during that fight, a lot worse than me.” You shifted uncomfortably, you got burned pretty badly by Firefly on your back during that fight, but Clove, she only recently fully recovered from that fight before you met Talia a few weeks ago. Clove’s whole lower body was burned to some extent along with her left arm. 

“Let me see.”

“What?! No!” You snapped back, anger brewing inside of you for your brother’s disrespect for your trauma of what happened. You heard him sigh and he reached out to grab you by under the arms and slightly pulling you out of your water and looking over your body as you were divided between fighting against him or covering your body. Then his right hand grabbed your hands and forced them in front of your body and his left hand grabbed your waist and turned you around and a sigh escaped your lips as his eyes fell on the large burn scar on your back. His left hand trailed down your spine, past your other scars, a stab wound from from some thugs who tried to unmask you, a scar from a gash from a fall you took when you caught a girl who was trying to commit sucide and you saved her life that night, her name was Elizabeth and she was someone you still kept in touch with, checking up on her on your patrols, you became her hero and she loved you so much that her mother made a homemade plushie of you in your Sogbird suit. Damian’s hand rested flat against the damaged tissue on your back and you felt your brother hesitate for a moment before finally letting you go and you immediately pushed yourself back into the tub of hot water. Damian said nothing else, but there was a look in his eye that you could not quite place as he stood up from where he sat on the edge of the tub and made his way to the door. “Hey… Damian…”

“Yes?” “I need to go somewhere today as Songbird because I didn’t… I haven’t gone the last few nights.” You paused an sighed, you were lying to him but it was a half lie, you were going to do what you told him, but not just that since there was another stop you had to make. “There is a girl who lives down by city hall-”

“There girl who you saved from killing herself, correct?”

That’s right, he kept up with the news.

“Ya, I try to visit her on my patrols and I haven’t these last few nights and I am just worried about her-” “It… it’s fine, but don’t take long, do I make myself clear?”

“Yes, thank you.”

You sighed as you leaned back in the tub and while you felt slightly bad for lying to your elder brother, you did not feel bad enough to say sorry or even feel remorse. You needed to speak to someone and get a little bit of advice that you could not ask someone for as the youngest Wayne because that would catch the attention of the press and you could not just ask anyone as Songbird since attention would be drawn as well as why Songbird, a vigilante, was asking for legal advice, so who better to go to than the former district attorney who was currently locked up in Arkham Asylum for his personality disorder, for lack of a better term.

You have a visit to make to Mr. Harvey Dent since no one will look twice at Songbird paying a visit to Arkham Asylum.

[little-mari-on-a-roof]

Frenglish differences in Miraculous - Episode 4

Copycat/L'Imposteur

The French name for Copycat is “L’imposteur”, which means "The impostor". There’s no pun here, so it isn't as clever as the English name.

Marinette

En: What? What did you expect me to say? "Hey hot stuff, this is Marinette. I'd ask you on a date to a movie but I've got such a crazy crush on you that the only way to talk to you without foaming at the mouth is over this stupid phone." Pretty ridiculous, right?

Fr: Quoi? J'allais quand même pas lui laisser comme message "Salut beau gosse, c'est Marinette. J'aimerais bien t'inviter au ciné mais j'suis tellement amoureuse de toi que le seul moyen que j'ai pour te parler sans que ma bouche (boufse) se mette à pfoupfouter c'est à travers ce fichu téléphone".

What? I wasn't going to leave him as a voicemail "Hi handsome, it's Marinette. I'd love to ask you out to the cinema but I'm so in love with you that the only way for me to talk to you without my mouth (moupf) going pfftpft is through this stupid phone".

“Beau gosse” is a way to refer to someone you find attractive/a hunk. A more literal translation would be "pretty kid" (with an informal slang word for "kid"). "Pfoupfouter"/"pfftpft" is a verb used to imitate the sound she makes when she stutters. It's not a real word so someone other than me might transcribe and translate it differently. She also mispronounces "mouth" to illustrate her inability to talk to Adrien.

Chat Noir

En: Hey, I don't mean to burst your bubble, but you know, Ladybug and me, we're a thing, you know.

Fr: Désolé de briser tes rêves mais tu sais y'a un truc spécial entre Ladybug et moi, tu vois ce que je veux dire ?

Sorry to crush your dreams but you know, there's something special between Ladybug and I, you know what I mean?

The English dub makes it seem like Chat Noir is saying they're already dating, but in French he doesn't go as far and only claims they have "something special".

Tikki to Marinette after she imagines a dramatic scenario about ending up in prison

En: Marinette, you really need to get your priorities in order.

Fr: Marinette, tu sais qu'on est pas dans un film, là.

Marinette, you know we're not in a movie.

Chat Noir about Copycat

En: Not only is that person a fake, he's a terrible fake.

Fr: En plus d'être un imposteur, il fait des blagues atroces.

Not only is he an impostor, he makes atrocious jokes.

Presenter speaking on the radio

En: Thanks. Now for your weather...

Fr: Sans transition, bonne nouvelle pour les amateurs de batavia...

Without transition, good news for Batavia (type of salad) lovers...

No joke, this is one of my favourite lines in the whole show. It's so random and subtly hilarious. I can't believe they just deleted it in the English dub.

Ladybug after she learns about Chat Noir reportedly stealing from the Louvre

En: Cat Noir is a lot of things, but he's no thief.

Fr: Chat Noir a de nombreux défauts mais c'est pas un voleur.

Chat Noir has got plenty of faults, but he's not a thief.

French Ladybug being savage.

Ladybug

En: Stop playing around and calling me Bugaboo. This is really serious.

Fr: Arrête de faire l'imbécile et de m'appeler Buginette. C'est vraiment sérieux.

Stop acting like an imbecile and calling me "Buginette". This is really serious.

Once again French Ladybug being a savage. Also, in French -ette is a suffix added to words to mean something is small and/or cute, which is why Chat Noir calls her like that. Nothing to do with her real name, Marinette. (I've seen people say they were confused by this before, so that's why I'm pointing it out.)

Ladybug after Copycat says “if I can't have you then nobody can”

En: Let's wrap this up.

Fr: Je n'appartient à personne.

I don't belong to anyone.

Not sure why they would change that one ://.

Ladybug - Chat Noir

En: He's pretty good. - Don't need to rub it in.

Fr: Il est plutôt doué. - N'exagérons rien.

He's pretty talented. - Let's not exaggerate things.

French Chat Noir would never admit that his copycat is any good.

Chat Noir - Ladybug

En: I told you I was better than him. - But I'm better than both of you.

Fr: Je t'avais dit que j'étais le meilleur. - Mais moi je suis encore bien meilleure.

I told you I was the best. - But I'm even way better.

Ok, not a big difference, but I love that my girl thinks she's the absolute best.

Chat Noir to Ladybug after the deakumatisation

En: Better help the fellow out. His crush just got crushed... (Aside:) That makes two of us.

Fr: Tu ferais bien de l'aider, tu viens de lui briser le cœur après tout... (Apparté:) Oui, et pas qu'à lui d'ailleurs.

You better help him, you just broke/shattered his heart after all... (Aside:) And not only his, in fact.

French sounds way more tragic.

Adrien after he finds his phone in his bag

En: What in the- ?

Fr: Il était là !

It was there!

French Adrien would never swear haha.

[mochamvgz]

what they would save ur contact as

; i don't think this needs a synopsis? it's all in the title

; ot7 enhypen x reader

; genre: hcs, non idol au, established relationship, fluff

; warnings: slight profanity, miraculous, some members being total simps, being called short by niki

; 0.5k words

; perm taglist: @inkelea @yuerki

heeseung || ramyeon partner🍜💛

the two of you LOVE ramyeon so it's only fitting. your first date, all the way back when you guys were in uni, was having ramyeon at a local convenience store for crying out loud!

and OF COURSE you immediately fished out your phone from your pocket to change his contact to the same

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jay || my pretty girl💐 (in a completely not possesive and absolutely unpatriarchal way!)

if you saw xander hawthorne you're a real one pls marry me

we already know this guy is THE ultimate green flag so this came as a surprise to no one

you and jay are also massive feminists and no sticklers for insecure masculinity hence the parenthesis

when you find out what you're saved as on his phone you can't help but fall in love with your boyfriend all over again

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈

jake || bugaboo🐞❤️🖤

if you think miraculous is a kids show GET OUTTA HERE

"there's no way you saved me as that"

"why? is there a problem bugaboo?"

without a word you unlock your phone, open ur contacts, scroll down to find his and hold it up in front of him

jake raises his brow at you and directs his attention to your screen, his mouth immediately forming an 'o'

" ‘chat noir’ ? oh my god you're kidding!"

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈

sunghoon || (name)

the guy first saved your number when you were paired up for a project which was 2 whole years ago mind you and for some reason it just never? occurred? to him? to change it??

of course you're mad when you find out

"seriously hoon?"

"i'm sor-"

"give me your phone"

he complies. you unlock and open his contacts going to ‘favourites’, clicking on your contact which is at the top of the list duh

you change your contact name from ‘(name)’ to ‘the love of my life💘’ and hand his phone back. he raises his brows when he sees what you did but doesn't say anything because it's true

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈

sunoo || QWEEN🙌👑

"YES!!! GO QUEEN!!!"

you guys were hanging out at his place one day, all snuggled up watching a movie and the female lead just did something super badass making you jump up

sunoo doesn't waste a moment grabbing the opportunity

"but you're my queen"

you're surprised at the abruptness of the compliment but try to appear more ‘seriously dude?’ rather than a blushing mess

"what? it's true i even have your contact saved as that"

he brandishes his phone to show you

there's no stopping the blush now

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈

jungwon || yang jungwon's girlfriend 😤💖💓

when you ask him why he's referring to himself in third person he'd say

"in case my phone ever gets stolen or something, the thief would still know you're mine"

you can't take it anymore and burst out laughing

"what?" he'd ask with his brows furrowed

"you're ridiculous"

"but you still love me" he's right about that

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈

niki || shortie🙄

to be fair your height is above average but your boyfriend is a fucking giant and even then you're only like 2 cm shorter

he still can't leave it alone tho and teases you about it to no end

"are you for real?"

"what? it's true ya know"

"for fuck's sake it's only 2 cm"

and just like that the two of you are at it again

; a/n: surprise surprise! my first hc yayyy! i hope this turned out okay bc i had no idea what i was doing lmao💀 ily if you got the reference in the jake one no i don't just mean miraculous

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[camryn-haitani]

hello m'lady

pt2 to c'mon bugaboo

no specific episode

TW: cursing, tad bit if angst

part 2 to c'mon bugaboo. y'all asked and now y'all shall receive. hopefully y'all like it 🖤

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cat continued to visit y/n almost every night when ladybug didn't show for night patrols. they would always talk on y/ns balcony. talked, laughed, cried, or anything else that happened that night.

they talk about a lot of things. stories about what's happened in the past, what they want for the future, or random shit. tonight.... was a little different though..

"did that really happen?" "yeah it did... hehe" he let out an embarrassed laugh. they laid on the lawn chairs y/n has on their roof. they've built a little hang out for the two of them ever since cat met them that night.

the sound of a yoyo can be heard in the distance, but cat was too distracted to hear it.

Ladybug POV

'i swore I heard cat's laugh.' I thought to myself. I heard him laugh again and I decided to follow it. i see up him on..... a rooftop? with..... who is that? a feeling bubbles up in my stomach as I see them two together.

I'm confused as to why I'm feeling this way. but these questions keep flying through my head. 'who are they?' 'are they dating?' 'who are they to him?' the question that made my stomach turn most of all. 'do they know his identity?'

I swing over to where they are. "hey cat, you ready for patrols?" I say to him, trying to hide unknown jealousy in me.

"oh... yeah I guess." he sadly says. he slowly gets up from his chair and looks at y/n. "I'll see you soon?" he questions. "uhm yeah, I guess" they look at him.

"c'mon cat, let's go. we're already late." I try and hurry them up so me and cat can leave. I walk up to the edge of the roof and look back at him. "well... come on." I say. he walks up beside me and looks back at y/n. he sadly waves at them and they wave back. I grab his hand and jump down.

we fall onto a random roof as I begin to question him.

"who are they? do they know who you are? where did you meet them? how did you meet them? what happ-" I get stopped by cat mid question

"stop with all the fuckin questions, ladybug! they're my friend and you have no business knowing who they are. now, let's get this patrol over with." he jumps down and swings to the next roof.

my body fills with anger. how dare he speak to me like that. I stop my thinking when I realize something. I'm jealous. what? no, no I'm not. why would I be jealous of that bitch? it's not like they're together.... right?

Cat Noir POV

I jump from roof to roof, fuming with anger. why is she interested in y/n all of a sudden? I push past my thoughts to slow down on a roof. I didn't realize I was out of breath and ladybug yelling for me

"cat! slow down!" she yells from behind me. I stop and turn around to wait for her.

she finally catches up and leans down to catch her breath. "cat *gasp* why are *gasp* you going so fucking *gasp* fast?" she pants.

"I don't know, maybe if you weren't so slow, you'd catch up" I go off again.

roof after roof after roof. once my foot leaves the ground, it's onto another roof. I can't stop running.

I feel something grip around my waist and pull me back. I fall on my ass and try to get up again, but a foot steps on me.

"what the hell is your problem?" ladybug yells at me. "I'm fine, leave me alone" I struggle to get up. "no, you're not leaving until you give me goddamn answer. now, spill" she pushes her foot more into my stomach.

I groan from her foot digging into my stomach. "fine fine." 'well now's not the time to lie' I think. "how could you come swoop in and act like nothing's wrong?! you walked up like nothing has happened. you've missed our patrols everyday for 3 weeks. how do you think I feel?"

she looks at me with sad eyes, filled with regret. "i-im sorry, kitty. I didn't mea-"

"shut up. just shut the fuck up! don't call me kitty. I'm done. we're done. there's no more ladybug and cat noir. it's. just. you" I grab her ankle and throw her down on the ground, then I run off.

I run and I run and I run. with one destination in mind.

y/n POV

i start my skin care routine, ready to go to bed, when I hear footsteps. and they're coming quick. I go out to the balcony to see cat running at me. jumping from roof to roof, with no intent on stopping

"cat? what are you doing here? I thought you-" I stop when he reaches me and traps me in a hug.

this isn't like the other hugs he's given me. it's more.... loving? I return his hug, wrapping my arms around his waist, pulling him closer.

"are you ok?" I ask in his chest

"I am now. thank you"

"for what?" I question

"making me realize something very important. plagg....." he pauses

I pull from our hug and look at him. his perfect emerald green eyes. his bouncy blond hair. his clear skin. his perfectly shaped lips. his black cat ears making him cuter. it all makes me attracted to him even more.

"who's plagg?" I ask, tilting my head to further my confusion.

".....claws in" he closes his eyes

his famous black cat suit disappears from his feet to his head. my eyes widen to see who he really is.

"Adrien? it's you? you're my black cat?" I ask. "it was me all along, my love. I couldn't hide this from you any longer."

I cup his face with my hands. "I'm glad I finally know who I'm in love with. after all these weeks I finally know who you are."

"you.... you love me?" his eyes widen slightly. "I do. Adrien I lo-" before I could finish, his lips crash into mine.

we pull apart. love intoxicating both of us.

"-ve you" I finish. he laughs at me and hugs me again.

"y/n I love you so much. you're the best thing that's ever happened to me. will you be mine?"

"of course. I'm all yours, and you're all mine" I give him a quick kiss.

"my pretty kitty" I smile.

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IT'S HERE

I DID IT

Y'ALL ENJOY🖤

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mentions🖤

@lily-sinclair-2006

[mysticraven20]

Adrien: So, “The Human Jawline,” huh? I can’t tell if I’m flattered or mildly concerned 🤔

Marinette: OH NO! DELETE THAT RIGHT NOW! DELETE IT FROM YOUR MIND! DELETE IT FROM EXISTENCE!

Adrien: I mean, I’ve been called a lot of things—Chat Noir, Adrien, Handsome—but ‘The Human Jawline’? That’s new 😼

Adrien: Should I start posing more dramatically in battle?

Adrien: Or start sporting some stubble? Draw a little more attention to it!

Marinette: STOP! NO! 100% NO! OMG! YOU’RE MAKING THIS WORSE!!!!

Adrien: Okay, okay. I’ll stop. But I have questions…

Adrien: Like, step 4, is it just my “ridiculously bad puns,” or all my puns?

Adrien: Because that would be… a CAT-astrophe! 😸

Marinette: I walked into that one, didn’t I?

Adrien: You really CLAWED your way into it, M’Lady!

Marinette: 😩 WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS?!

Adrien: Speaking of which, Step 5 on your list? You don’t need to make me anything. Knowing I’m the ‘most purr-fect partner’ is already enough 😻

Marinette: That’s… very sweet.

Adrien: I mean it.

Adrien: And if you really want to know, you’re kind of my inspiration for my own resolutions 🤩

Marinette: UGH. Fine. Since you’re clearly enjoying this, why don’t YOU share your New Year’s resolutions, huh?

Marinette: Let’s see how embarrassing YOUR list is.

Adrien: Oh, mine’s simple. Step 1: Be a better hero. Step 2: Be a better partner.

Marinette: …That’s actually really sweet. But unneeded. You’re already a SUPER partner!

Adrien: Great pun! But, I’m not done yet…

Adrien: Step 3: Convince Marinette to let me bring her truffles to patrol because they’re miraculous and I know she loves them

Marinette: I do love a chocolate covered truffle!

Adrien: 😉

Adrien: Step 4: Use even more puns this year, just to see her reaction

Marinette: Woah! Woah! Woah! That is NOT a valid resolution! That totally goes against mine!

Adrien: Oh, it’s totally valid. It’s my resolution. Step 5: Make M’Lady laugh every single day.

Adrien: I’m already on a roll with that one. I saw you laughing earlier 😉

Marinette: You were thrown into a manure truck! Of course I laughed!

Adrien: How do you know it wasn’t just to make you laugh? I could have let the giant gnome throw me in there on purpose!

Marinette: You’re impossible, you know that 🙄

Adrien: And yet, you keep me around. Admit it, M’Lady, I’m paws-itively irresistible.

Marinette: If this is what I’m dealing with all year, I need a new resolution.

Adrien: Let me guess: Step 6: Don’t strangle Adrien Agreste.

Marinette: …How did you know? It’s like you could read my brain 😮

Adrien: You’d miss me too much, Bugaboo.

Marinette: You’re incorrigible!

Adrien: And you’re adorable. Guess we’re both stuck this way.

Marinette: And, to think, I used to believe you were a sweetheart!

Adrien: Don’t lie…you still do! I’ve seen the eyes you gave me earlier!

Marinette: Oh, please. Those weren’t ‘sweetheart’ eyes—they were ‘seriously, dude?’ eyes. Get it right!

Adrien: Wow, Marinette, that really stings. And here I was, dusting off your shrine in my cupboard. Guess I’ll just torch it now 🔥

Marinette: Sure…so, how was your New Year’s Eve in the end?

Adrien: Oh, you know, just the usual. Stopped an akuma, fought some monsters, gave a few puns to keep the mood light…

Marinette: Dived head first into a manure truck…

Marinette: Actually…I can scrap step 3. Your hair was a bit CRAPPY yesterday!

Adrien: Ding! Ding! Ding! Round One. Mlle. Dupain-Cheng has come out for a pun war.

Adrien: Don’t start something you know you can’t finish, M'Lady 😉

Marinette: Says the guy who can’t send everything he wants to say in one message 💬

Adrien: Me-ouch! Someone didn’t get enough sleep last night. What did I ever do to you? I thought you said I was the purr-fect partner?

Adrien: (See! I can send it in one message)

Marinette: Two…so your New Year?

Adrien: Apart from missing you and dreaming of a kiss at midnight? Not a lot! I went home and celebrated in the most Chat Noir way I could—by taking a nap in front of the TV with a pizza. It was glorious 😍

Marinette: That sounds… actually really nice

Adrien: Well, I am a good kisser. You should give me a try sometime 😘 oh wait, you already have…multiple times!

Marinette: If the modelling doesn’t work out, you should try to become a comedian!

Adrien: One step ahead of you, M, I’m already writing a joke book

Adrien: You know, using M would be so much easier…it can stand for Marinette, or M’Lady…

Adrien: …Or mine (delete)

Marinette: I can live with that! But if I’m M, you have to be A

Adrien: For ‘Awesome’, right?

Marinette: Or annoying…

Adrien: Whatever you say Miss Moneypenny 👀

Marinette: 🙄

Adrien: What about you? How was your night? Hopefully not too many disasters.

Marinette: Surprisingly not. I spent most of it with my parents, so...

Marinette: But I did almost spill hot chocolate all over the floor trying to carry too many mugs at once 🤦🏻‍♀️

Marinette: But hey, step 3! I didn’t trip! Progress!

Adrien: I’m proud of you, M 😉♥️

Adrien: And if you ever did spill anything again, I’d be right over to save you

Marinette: Awww, you’re too kind. But you’ll have to beat my new and improved cat-like reflexes to it first meow 😼

Adrien: Challenge accepted. After all, you can’t beat the original

Marinette: I won’t disagree with that! Tell Plagg he’s always my number one

Adrien: Step 7: Be nicer to Adrien Agreste

Marinette: I am nice! I’m telling you, you can come over for hot chocolate ☕️

Adrien: Let me just get my shoes on…

Marinette: Wait, you’re really coming over? Now?

Adrien: I’m just trying to keep my New Year’s resolutions on track, you know? I did say I’d be a better partner…why not start with hot beverages?

Marinette: …I think you’re making your own excuses for seeing me, Chaton.

Adrien: Guilty as charged.

Marinette: See you in 10 ♥️

Marinette: Oh, and come in through the front door. My papa’s starting to ask questions.

[ask-team-misfit]

*Destino approaches Lief, carry a body pillow of themselves.*

Destino: If it isn't bugaboo himself. You know, I love the lack of sleepwear you possess. Really going fully rebellious with this I see. I appreciate a good fuck you to the rules. Stick it to the man as they say. Oh wait, you don't own any? Oh, that is rather embarrassing for you. Anyway, this conversation isn't about you. It's about me and my plus one.

*Destino shoves their body pillow into your face. Something about this body pillow is giving you off vibes but you can't quite tell what it is.*

Destino: Have you acquainted with them yet? Body pillow Destino truly is a great listener. The best, I'd say. Probably the second most handsome thing here. Me being the most handsome 'mon of course. It appears you don't have any friends here either. What a shame. What's happened there? Did you decide not to bring any? Or, and this is a wild guess, you didn't have any to bring in the first place?

Lief: "Oh, great. Lovely..."

At the sound of Destino's voice, Lief felt a part of him get seriously peeved. Perhaps he should have seen this coming, that a Pokemon the likes of this Absol would be attracted to such a large gathering in the end. Though it didn't make the realization that they really were here any less bothersome.

Much of what he proceeded to hear was eye-rolling, but otherwise in line with his initial expectations. With a look of annoyance at being called "bugaboo", he started to respond, thinking them to be finished at first.

Lief: "You know, you have got some ner-"

He'd get cut off before he could even begin. Not just by Destino's conceited rambling that he only half paid attention to at this point, but also from the body pillow being shoved against his muzzle. To say it was uncomfortable to smell full blast would be an understatement.

But towards the latter half of Destino's blabbing, he heard the one thing that truly ticked him off.

He'd usually wave it off; he'd usually dish it back in his usual snark tenfold, and play it off like it didn't matter.

But it felt different today. It truly, seriously ticked him off.

Perhaps it was the already poor mood he was in shortly before he got here. Perhaps it was the thoughts relating to why he was so bummed out that he personally found bothersome to feel and even more bothersome to talk about.

Perhaps it was that he ultimately came by in an attempt to escape from that, only to have it thrown back in his face and said plain for anyone to hear.

With a shove as hard as he could muster, he pushed the body pillow, and Destino, well away from him.

[ ID: A grayscale drawing of Lief, a hybrid of Sylveon and Ribombee, with a mono-color background. He is shown from the neck up, with his face slightly angled away from the viewer towards the left. He appears seriously disgusted or angry. His eyebrows are furrowed to the extent that wrinkles are visible between them, his eyes are squinting slightly, and his mouth is open in a grimace. End ID ]

Lief: "Don't you ever shut up?!"

It simply came out of him. He felt anger before he could really think about it.

His antennae crimped up, being their most crooked yet. His wings were rigid and fully open, lightly quivering.

Lief: "Like what, do you wake up every morning and practice this shit in front of a mirror? L-like, 'Oh BOY, I wonder who I'm gonna completely piss on today!' Certainly says a lot about why you're so absorbed with yourself, you pretentious prick."

He marched towards Destino with a glare, progressively raising his voice the more he ranted.

Lief: "You have got some serious nerve, coming up to me, acting like a royal pain in the ass, talking about ME not having friends and pushing that disgusting thing right in my face...!"

As if to emphasize the words "disgusting thing", he shoved them back twice, proceeding to get in their face outright. If he hadn't knocked them over clean at this point? He probably did with how hard he shoved right then.

Lief: "When you're the one that caused this mess! If you hadn't poisoned my brain with your 'brilliant advice', maybe I would actually have someone here, and MAYBE I wouldn't be feeling so pissy about what is a perfectly normal part of my goddamn life!"

His fur completely stood on end. He was red in the face, gritting his teeth like he was a stone's throw away from attacking them.

It certainly didn't help that he seriously considered it. Particularly with the way his tail was raised.

[starlight-bread-blog]

The Adrigami Breakup Was Hot Garbage.

This is the episode where Adrien and Kagami break up. The reason why they broke up is because Adrien is Cat Noir and will always have to hide things from Kagami, and she's not having it. It's an episode about how the job of a superhero demands sacrifices, about how Adrien lost his girlfriend to his duties.

But this entire thing falls apart due to both Adrien and Kagami acting from out of character to infuriating. Adrien isn't actually shown to face these struggles as Cat Noir. We don't see him "being a responsible superhero" he's just goofing around and getting Ladybug's attention.

Adrien: Finally! Free at last! Plagg, claws out!

And here when Ladybug doesn't show up to their daily patrol:

AdriCat: So, Mr. Banana! Life's peachy, huh? *gets ignored*Peachy? Banana? Get it?.. Forget it.

AdriCat: So! Mr. Ramier! It's been a while since you were akumatized, right? Kinda miss being Mr. Pigeon? You haven't been feeling depressed? Or desperate? Or angry? Annoyed maybe? Not even a little perturbe?

Mr. Ramier: Thank you for asking Cat Noir but I am in the best of spirits, really!

This is the face Adriem makes after he says he's feeling good and isn't gonna get akumatized:

AdriCat (disappointendly): Well I guess I'm out of here then.

Mr. Ramier: Say hello to the lovely Ladybug for me!

AdriCat: Sure thing! If I ever see her.

Literally, this entire first act is establishing that Cat Noir is sad and lonely without Ladybug to the point where he wants people to get akumatized. Like go back and watch the episode this is insane.

Only after that we get to Kagami. And the relationship is.. off. Kagami lies to both their parents to buy her and Adrien time alone in the art room. She asks him to pose for a sketch, he makes a couple model poses, and the bullshit begins.

Kagami: These are all modeling poses. Try something that's more neutral, more you.

Adrien: What about – meow! *Makes a Cat pose* I mean, now? *nervous chuckle*

Kagami: No. You're not at all neutral.

Adrien: Yes I am, I promise. This is me.

Kagami (intensively): No. That's you when you're being silly.

She's downright rejecting his true self and being a control freak. Where did this come from? They used to crack jokes and have genuine fun together (ie Desperada). This is extremely out of character. But it's not over..

Adrien: What if when I'm being silly, I'm really me?

Kagami: *Gets up closer to gently make him pose*

Adrien's expression is.. um-..

Kagami: There. This, is really you.

Adrien: Do you really think..

Kagami: Yes. You're... perfect. *Leans for a kiss*

What does this scene tell us about their relationship? It tells us that it's toxic, that Kagami is controlling, doesn't care for Adrien's boudries and refuses to see who he really is. Which as I mentioned, goes against her characterization in previous episodes.

After whatever that was Adrien keeps getting called to his duity as Cat Noir. This back and forth continues for a while. But as we established, it's not a meaingful sacrifice to leave Kagami because being a superhero is just professional (and not so proffesional) playtime for him. And the episode keeps on reminding you that all throughout. We cut from Kagami being alone at a party they were supposed to go to together, to this:

AdriCat: Ma'lady, it's been a while since I had this much fun.

Ladybug: *Laughs* If battling a super villian with 3 eyes and a giant monster budy is your idea of fun, I can't imagen what your other days are like.

And in the same conversation:

AdriCat: You can count on me, and my jokes, Bugaboo!

Ladybug: Well, you don't have to over-do it.

AdriCat: The truth is, I only ever have this much fun when I'm with you.

And then he comes back straight to Kagami like nothing's wrong. She confronts him about his lies to her and gets akumatized.

Even when he fights Akumatized Kagami to save her, they still make a point at showing you he's having fun.

AdriCat: I can't wait to see what you're gonna do with a drone.

And his reaction after Ladybug confronts him about sacrificing himself:

Ladybug: Seriously you've got to stop doing this to me!

AdriCat: Yeah, but I can't resist this angry little pout of yours when you bring me back.

Excuse me?

And then, I am not kidding, while still being with Kagami, this happens:

Adrien: *Stares into the sky* Oh, Ladybug...

Plagg: Aww how romantic! I get it, even if I do love every cheese on the plate, I always come back for my favorite.

After fencing class they have the conversation. The break up is caused by Kagami not being not being able to trust Adrien. And this is how thw show, including Adrien himself, frames it too.

AdriCat: You know the difference between us and the rest of the world, ma'lady? We can't be completely honest with each other. We keep secrets, and sometimes we have to lie.

Okay, let's sum everything up:

He emotionally cheats on Kagami and is willing to admit it out loud with no shame.

He loves that subject of infatuation so much to the point where he's openly sad about monsters not attacking Paris.

Shows no remorse to leaving his girlfriend every time they are together, and very explicitly enjoys his time with another girl he's in love with.

At the end of the episode him and the writers push all the bs under the rug and claim Adrien is just following his duties.

....Wow. I remembered Lies being a terrible episode for Adrien but it wasn't until I watched it again that I've realized how much Adrien sucks. I am trurly baffled. Top tier character assassination.

And let's not forget Kagami. What the hell was that? Why did she act like that? Why all the sudden she's toxic and controlling?

Well, all of this nonsense is done to serve a very obvious not-so-hidden hidden agenda: Ladynoir good, Adrigami bad. The writers pretended to tell a genuine story about the duties of being a superhero but couldn't help but sneak in this horseshit. They essentially wanted you to subconciously pick up on what this episode is really trying to say: Kagami doesn't know Adrien's true self, she forces him into the "perfect role" and is incompatible to him. While Ladybug knows his true self. Therefore, Adrien can only be happy with Ladybug.

Kagami isn't controlling and incompatible to him. But that didn't matter to the writers, they have a message to put out. They had retcon her characterization to create a contrast that didn't really exist.

And this applies to Adrien too. He needed to be happy to leave his girlfriend to push the... "message". He needed to emotionally cheat on her like he did to push the message. He sacrificed himself so it would show his so-called love for Ladybug. He wanted people to get akumatized so he could be his true self with his beloved Ladybug. But all of these things don't make him to be compatible with her and destined to be with her, they make him an a$$hole.

And I'm not gonna buy into this message they snuck in there with retcons and infuriating behaviors.

[spacecadet-ticklesinspace]

Cuteness Aggression

Summary: Peter 3 gets out his cuteness aggression on Peter One :)

(Finally back writing :) ❤️ I missed my Spideyboys and just needed some fluff in my life ❤️ Hope you guys are doing well :) Hope you enjoy!)

"I'm going to get you!"

One bolted into the living room. "Noho! Threhee!"

Peter 3 ran in hot on the heels of the youngest. "Aww, what's wrong Buddy?"

"Yohoure gohoing toho tickle mehe!"

"No I'm not!" The older Peter tried to grab One's collar.

"Eep!" One ducked away. "Yehes yohou ahare!"

"Why would you tell suhuch lihies?"

"Ihits thehe truhuth!"

Peter 3 tried to grab the youngest again. "I just want to cuddle with you!"

One jumped over the couch. "No!"

Because of the softness of the couch cushions, One pitched forward and rolled across the floor.

Peter 3 pinned him to the floor before he could get back up. "Gotcha!"

"No! Threhee, wahait!"

"No can do Bugaboo. I'm the cuddle monster!" Three leaned forward. "And I've been denied my cuddles."

One squeaked as a moment later he was pulled into his older brother's arms.

"Thehere he is." Three wrapped One in the biggest hug he could. "Dere's my sweet baby bwothewr."

"No!" The youngest squirmed. "Nohot sweheet! And nohot aha baby!"

"Wook at how cuwte youw awre!" Three squeezed One's cheeks. "I juwst wanna squish you!"

"Ack! Threhee! Yohou're squahashihing mehe!"

"No I'm squishing." Three playfully swung One side to side. "There's a difference."

By now, Peter 1 was giggling too much in order to respond.

This prompted a growl out of Three. "Stop being so cute or I'll be forced to take drastic measures."

One's eyes widened as his squirming picked back up.

"I'm warning you."

Peter 1 turtled into his shoulders as he tried to slide himself down. However, he didn't get too far before Three shifted to wrap his legs around the youngest as well. "Threhee!"

"You get one more chance Bubba. Stop the cuteness, or face the consequences."

To try to stem his giggles, the youngest Peter bit his lip. This lasted promptly two seconds before a stray hiccup popped them loose once again.

Three growled again. "I warned you."

A moment later, One squealed as Three nuzzled across his neck. The giggles from earlier shifted to cackles and snorts as fingers also spidered along his sides. With legs kicking, the youngest became a pile of goo in his brother's arms.

Meanwhile, Three desperately checked his spider strength to keep from accidentally crushing the kid. He desperately wanted to squish Peter 1, but not enough to hurt him. To help get out some of the cuteness aggression fueling the attack, the older Peter stood so he could spin.

"Ah!" One squealed at the change. "What ahare yohou dohoing!"

"Why. Are. You. So. Cute!"

"I'm nohot thohough!"

Three paused his movements. "Oh you did not just say that!"

"Wha-? Eek!"

The older Peter spun the youngest around and lifted him up. "I'm looking right at you and you're precious!"

"Three! Put me down!"

"You're so cute it should be illegal!"

"No!"

While keeping him up in the air, Three lowered the youngest's face closer to his face. "You're so cute I can't even or odd!"

Peter 1 curled his legs up. "Cohome on mahan."

The movement didn't detour Three from lowering his baby brother even closer. "Yohou're so cute I just want to eat you up."

The youngest Peter's eyes widened. "What!"

In response, Three pulled One close so he could nibble across his neck. The attack had One's legs kicking uselessly in the air as he melted into his older brother's arms.

"Aww, is someone having fun?" The older Peter teased.

"Noho!"

Peter 3 smirked at the too quick response.

"Ihi mehean . . ."

"And you say you're not cute."

One was so flustered at being called out it took him a moment to realize the older Peter had started cradling him. "Dohon't you dahare!"

"Don't do what?"

"I knohow that lohook!" One tugged down the hem of his shirt. "No tummyhy!"

Three grinned even more. "Aww, are you going to hold your shirt up for me?"

"Noho!"

The older Peter switched him to one arm so he could wiggle one hand closer. "Do I have to come find him?"

Peter 1 turtled into his shoulders but couldn't get out a verbal response. It was so unfair the way Three could hold him in one arm and tickle him with the other. "Cuhurse yohour long lihimbs!"

"I'm not hearing a no."

The blush on One's face darkened even more.

"I'm gonna get you!"

"Ihi alreheady knohOOW!"

Three grinned at the loud laughter and giant smile on his baby brother's face as he dug through the shirt into his tummy. "Gootchie goo!"

"ACK! PEHETER!"

"Stop being so cute or I'm going to have to eat that tummy."

"EEEEK!" The youngest Peter squirmed out of his older brother's hold before bolting out of the room again. "NOHO!"

The amount of laughter filling the room melted Three's heart even more. He didn't know why but the sounds of his brothers' laughter always made him want to squish and smother them all day long. So he hurried after the giggling form once more. "Come back here Bugaboo!"

"No! Get awahay ticklehel monsteher!"

"I told you. It's cuddle monster!" The older Peter kept getting closer. "And I want to hold you!"

"Noho! I'm tohoo bihig!"

"Are you kidding me? You're so tiny!"

"No Ihim nohot!"

Suddenly, both brothers heard the front door open.

A moment later, Peter 2's voice carried through the house. "I'm home."

One bolted behind the eldest. "Two! Help mehe!"

"Wow! What's going on?"

Suddenly, Three ran into the entry way. "Two! Don't move."

"Oh." A smile overtook Peter 2's face. "So that's what's going on."

"Two! Hehe's ticklihing me!"

Two chuckled. "Threhee."

"I'm cuddling him! He's just a ticklish little baby."

"Hehe's lying!"

Peter 2 winked at Three before crossing his arms. "So I leave you alone for one day and you think you can steal my Snuggle Bug?"

"Wait, whahat!" One exclaimed.

Three smirked back. "Who said he was your Snuggle Bug?"

"I claimed it first."

"But I claimed it recently."

While the older two bickered, Peter 1 started slowly climbing up the wall.

"I'm the oldest!"

"So! I'm closer in age!"

"Well I think there's only one to settle this disagreement."

"Oh I think there is."

Both turned but the youngest was already up in the corner of the entryway. When he saw two sets of smirks looking up at him, One took off across the ceiling.

"Hey!" Two hurried up after him. "Get back here!"

Three joined in and the race was on.

Even though he kept running away, One was having a great time. He just had fun making the older two chase him before letting them tickle him. If the youngest was going to be worn out, so were the older two.

But he didn't stay on the run for too long.

[zmediaoutlet]

so i know we just have to accept certain retcons, but the big one that bugs me is yellow eyes's plan for sam and how it doesn't fit with all the vessel stuff. how do YOU make that work in your head?

hallo hallo anon, you have hit on one of the Great Big Bugaboos of spn canon and also the #1 evidence we have to throw in the face all those goofs who uncritically repeat the "Kripke had a 5 year plan!" factoid. He clearly did not, he was flying by the seat of his pants, and while he managed to put stuff together in a fun way the pants are Not Coherent.

Nevertheless, we can make it work, and the way we make it work is that the various members of the angelic and especially demonic hierarchies do not have complete information. Let's do a rough timeline:

In the beginning Chuck created the universe. This is widely regarded as a bad move.

Then, you know, handwaving on him setting up some version of a 'destiny' story arc which will inevitably end in his two sons fighting to the death, via characters he'll create called The Winchesters.

After inventing demons and being a real jerkface, Lucifer ends up in the cage.

In the 70s or whatever, Azazel goes to Ilchester to butcher a bunch of nuns and talk to daddy Lucifer -- Lucifer says "you have to help get Lilith out of her pit so that the seals on my cage can get broken." Azazel says, "But how, Evil Daddy?" Lucifer says, "This really special child." -- HERE IS WHERE THE RETCON APPEARS TO HAVE HAPPENED, BUT WE CAN WORK WITH IT

Sam Winchester is fated in the demonic archives among the true higher-ups, but lower-level demons don't necessarily know about him and his importance.

Azazel starts seeding the earth with special babies. COMPLETE CONJECTURE TO FOLLOW: While he knows that Sam is the one who will be Lucifer's vessel, he also knows that a series of events will need to occur so that Lucifer will get out of the cage to take his vessel in the first place. The first seal is the most important: a righteous man must shed blood in hell. How do we get that to happen? CONJECTURE TWO: I think that Dean must be the Righteous Man because of his place within the tripartite celestial structure: God-Michael-Lucifer mirroring John-Dean-Sam. I do not think that John could have ever actually been the one to 'spill blood' that would allow the first seal to break. (Ethical conjecture three: perhaps it's the weakness itself which has its own kind of righteousness? John's implacable; Dean is not.) CONJECTURE UHH FOUR I GUESS: Azazel is designing an elaborate scheme to ensure that Sam will die on a particular day (maybe bc it works well for opening the door to hell?) specifically to ensure that Dean will sell his soul to bring Sam back, and thereby doom himself to the hell where he will break the first seal.

This should be 6b but tumblr doesn't work this way: now, would it be a hell of a fucking lot easier for Azazel to just ensure Sam dies somehow? Yeah. But given everything we know about him and the dorky-ass demons who hang out in s1 and s2, Azazel is clearly a dramallama and does stuff for the lulz. Plus, I think there's an element of 'proving' to Sam how much destiny has a hold on him, because that is so important for his grooming into saying yes to Lucifer. If he was just hit by a car or something it doesn't have the same effect than if he's part of the emo hunger games.

Sam dies; Dean sells his soul; Sam lives, and wants to save Dean. But of course, he can't save Dean, because Dean *must* go to hell to ensure the first seal is broken. This is why the angels don't help Sam at all, and why Ruby is allowed to run around with impunity. Happily the writer's strike intervened and gave us a miserable fucking s3 finale where that happened, because that is WAY more interesting than Hero Sammy Saving The Day.

Ruby has been getting instructions from Lilith the entire time, presumably since she became a demon herself, and gets launched literally as soon as Azazel is out of the way to continue the Sam-grooming.

CONJECTURE FIVE(?): Azazel and Lilith fucking hated each other, lol. But it's Lilith who's the *actually* important demon, so she wins and Azazel gets sacrificed for being really bad at teaching drama.

It's not actually that complicated, but you do have to take "the special kids were just sacrifices on the altar of let's see what we can get Sam to do" as a given. If Sam had actually started killing all of them, that'd be one thing, and Azazel could have turned that to his favor before maybe having Ava stab Sam in the back regardless. (Then, a Special Kid will go and open the devil's gate for him anyway, so the demons can get out there and start their important seal-breaking prep.) Since Sam was being such a Good Guy -- well, so what, Ava will kill all the rest of them, and then either her or Jake will get turned easy-peasy and kill Sam too. Dean will make his deal either way, and the apocalypse is off with a bang. Or a sick crunching of knife into bone.

Anyway, that's my theory. It fits alongside my ironclad theory that all of history and fate and destiny was leading toward two brothers standing in front of each other in a cemetery, and the only real free will starting once Dean could choose what to do when Sam-as-Lucifer stood in front of him, and what he chose was to be there for his brother. Thereby giving Sam a solid space to grasp and overcome Lucifer, and then save all the days. The Righteous Man who begins it is the only one who can end it, as they say.

[wondergotten-concepts]

[[Turbø's interactions with øthers characters]]

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About King Candy:

"King Candy, or Candy I go by his name was the very trustworthy person I had in my life. Never expected he was so friendly to me at first, not everyone can be like him though. He always so happy and looks innocent, never seen if he's sad or angry. But sometimes what I remember, he and I were the same person...?一I guess I don't know, my memory still fuzzy.. hope if there's other way I can find to jog my memory. But hey on the bright side, he does always cared about me a lot just like I'm being his brother一as long that I care about him just to keep him safe from dangers.."

About the Twins:

"I remember about them being my rivals, they mess with me and I mess them back. Though, I can't even tell which one is the meanie and the other is the opposite, because they had the same outfits back in the past! Well, I saw the newspaper lately, as soon the magician twins can be possibly those two. Maybe there is a chance they can jog my memory back, but I don't know where exactly is Steamy Skyland or what that is.. You know, maybe I should be sorry for what I did, leaving them dead behind. But they would be not forgive me, I guess.."

About Cruella de vil:

"'She's one of the most popular tailor in Wondergotten', that's what Zippy said to me. Although, most people that has been interact with her often calls her Ella. She's always talks about dress this, fashion that, and even... use animal's fur as her new coat.. oh boy, talk about a deep, dark story she told me about the last time my first interact with her.. I'd rather not telling me THAT one一it stills traumatised me.."

About Dr. Facilier:

"Facilier was very一interesting to me. I mean, the first time at the court meeting or whatever it is, he showed up right behind me, I almost got a heart attack. The last time I see him wearing a skull mask, later after that he disappeared. Huh, weird一but suddenly, he appeared after I was getting carried by his meanie shadow then goea to him out from the library, seriously I just got that book in the first place! Anyway speaking about him, he always giving me information about in the book I had, I think it's called一Tarot of rules... it may be confused me but I still want to learn about it. I kept wondering why is he doesn't want to talk about his life in this world before I was here, even Candy doesn't know about him. Maybe some sort of character's mysterious past..? I'll figure it out with that later."

About Jack Horner:

"UGH... Him. He always be a troublemaker and pulls a prank on me. I mean hellooo一I'm a newcomer here you dumbo tiny legs! Hmmm, you know maybe if I get a chance to pull a prank on him would be called a 'payback'.. hehehe一Also I think Candy talks to me about him that he always promise making pie or cupcakes for him, huh一guess Candy was getting along with him I guess which I don't. On the other hand that reminds me, I didn't know he was great at cooking."

About Orson:

"Woah woah wait, you want me to talk about that guy?? Well, heh... I may or may not rather talk about him. Soooo umm, how should I put a word... unhinged?���Look, I've been fought that big crazy bugaboo in his bossfight and it was NOT Turbo-tastically OKAY! I tried to avoid him that I don't want to interact with so please don't ask me about him ONCE AGAIN一Thank you.-"

[theerurishipper]

How did Reflekdoll and Kwamibuster make the LadyNoir conflict worse?

Hi!

Okay, we'll take on Reflekdoll first. Disclaimer: I did not like it.

The problem with this episode is that it perpetuates the idea that Ladybug and Chat Noir are not truly equals. More obviously in the way that Marinette has a much easier time mastering the Black Cat than Adrien does with the Ladybug. And I know people will point to the unfortunate cataclysm as evidence that Marinette also fucked up, but she had no way of knowing that would happen and so the episode does go out of its way to make the one mistake she makes not actually be her fault. While Adrien struggles with the Ladybug and has to have Marinette help him out, and so in the end she is the one who really ends up saving the day anyway.

But that tangent aside, the point of the episode is for each of them to spend the day in the other's shoes. Having the characters understand and learn to appreciate the other partner's role is a common trope among many shows. However, Reflekdoll misses the point by a mile, because Adrien is the only one who learns a lesson. There are two ways in which this episode contributes to the Ladynoir conflict: the in-universe reasoning and the real-world explanation.

From the beginning of the episode:

Chat Noir: I don't call the shots, m'lady. You're the superhero who captures the evil akumas— I'm just the cunning, ultra-charming Chat Noir. Ladybug: Right, you have it easy. Chat Noir: Easy? That's 'cause I make it look easy. Ladybug: As cunning as you might be, that little prank you pulled earlier almost made my Lucky Charm fail! Chat Noir: D'you know why Master Fu gave you the Ladybug Miraculous instead of me? Ladybug: Because it requires someone with a sense of responsibility? Chat Noir: No, because you don't have a sense of humor. Ladybug: Pfft, whatever. (Chat Noir tries to kiss her hand) Ah! (She pulls away) Chat Noir: Uh... Look, it's no big deal! You have so many other great qualities! I'm just in charge of the humor department. (His ring starts beeping) Ladybug: You'd better get going before you lose your clown costume. Chat Noir: Miss you already, Bugaboo. Ladybug: Don't call me—! Chat Noir: (leaving) See? I was right! (Ladybug groans)

And the end:

Mister Bug: Honestly, I understand why you never have any time to make jokes, m'lady. Lady Noire: We both have our roles, huh Bugaboy? (They jump into separate alleyways.) Mister Bug: Spots off! (He detransforms. Tikki lands in his hands, and he gives her a bite of camembert. He begins taking off the earrings, which appear flat and silver.) Adrien: See you again, soon, Tikki. Tikki: Goodbye, Adrien! (takes the miraculous, which turn round and polka-dotted when she grabs them, and flies away) Lady Noire: Claws in! (She detransforms. Plagg falls into her hands, and she gives him a bite of a macaron.) Marinette: Bye-bye, Plagg. (hands over the disguised miraculous, which is rose gold) That was really awesome! Plagg: (the miraculous turns black and green in his hands) Sure was! No better way to escape the boredom of daily life! (He flies off, returning to Adrien, who laughs with joy and embraces him.) Adrien: You can count on me, Plagg. I'll never take off my miraculous again! (puts it on, and it turns silver) I'm not cut out to be Ladybug, that's for sure! Marinette: (gasps upon seeing Tikki, and hugs her) Aww, (kisses her) I was so afraid I'd lost you forever, Tikki! (puts on her earrings, which become black) I'm so happy to have you back! (Tikki hugs her face, and they giggle and embrace again.)

Adrien starts the episode by making fun of Ladybug for being humorless and ends the episode by understanding how her role and the responsibilities that come with it don't give her time to crack jokes and have fun. Marinette learns... how easy it is to be Chat Noir.

And this is the problem with their dynamic. In this episode, the message is that Chat Noir is not as important as Ladybug. Chat Noir's role is to joke around and play the fool while Ladybug does the real work. And "learning" this is what causes Ladybug to double down on being "the only one with responsibility" in Season 4, which leads to her neglecting her partner and trying to do everything herself (there are other reasons, of course, but this is one of them).

But that is of course, the in-universe explanation. Now, from a writing standpoint, Reflekdoll's main issue is with how it frames the conflict itself. Chat Noir is accused of playing the fool and not taking it seriously. And yes, on some occasions he does have the tendency to do that, but he does take the job seriously, as proven by the sheer number of times he sacrifices himself so that they can win. Chat Noir has also never considered Ladybug's job to be easy, and he's always shown that he understands how important her role is. And Ladybug herself is not a killjoy. She also makes jokes along with him and enjoys participating in banter. His role was greatly undermined here for that sort of contrived conflict. And it reinforces the idea that Chat Noir and Ladybug are not equals. Chat Noir isn't as important or necessary as Ladybug. She's the only one who matters, and he is increasingly irrelevant. Ladybug is Barbie, and Chat Noir is Ken. This attitude carries over into the following seasons, and is never really dropped even when the conflict between them actually becomes an in-universe thing.

Now, as for Kwamibuster, it also reinforces the increasing gap between them. It's another straw in the cup of Ladybug's secrets. At this point it is still Master Fu's fault, but it still serves to reinforce the inequality between them, because Ladybug gets to know secrets and information that Chat Noir doesn't. Ladybug gets to know and choose all the Miraculous holders and know their identities, but if Chat Noir does, then they can't be holders anymore. This was an excuse for Marinette to cover her tracks, but it does have some implications that only emphasize the inequalities between the both of them. This sort of secret keeping that Master Fu taught Ladybug is what she continues to do even when she becomes Guardian, and it is detrimental to their relationship. It's not the only example of this, but it is the most egregious one, especially since we know that this rule didn't apply to fucking Shadowmoth. It's one more secret being kept from him to add to the pile.

So yeah. I hope this answers your question anon. Thank you for your ask!

[celestiall0tus]

So, let's finally analyze this finale...

I , like many on here, feel that it is time to talk about the finale of Miraculous s5. I personally have had time to sit on it and read some of the views of others in the fandom and let's fully dive into this.

So, let's get the big one out of the way: Adrien. I know a lot of people are upset with the way that he was handled, and I see why. I personally am indifferent, but I see the issues clear as day. Adrien should have been there. He should have been there for the final altercation, but was denied that. Instead, he got to be the classic damsel in distress, a Grimm's fairytale heroine that had no true say in their fate. Yes, Adrien couldn't fight his father since Gabriel had the rings, but Gabriel didn't know that Adrien was Chat Noir. Thus, he could have been there for that fight so long as he was never revealed.

On top of this is the bad writing when it comes to the "nightmares." I had briefly mentioned this before, but didn't fully elaborate. So, allow me to while I blissfully ignore that BS magic was involved. Nightmares in the purest sense are vivid dreams that possess a threatening, upsetting, bizarre, or bothersome quality. What Monarch did would technically count as nightmares being bothersome, but shouldn't have invoked that level of response. I get that magic was clearly involved, but wasn't fully explained, at least to what I took in. As I understand it, he brought forth their worst fears to manifest as "nightmares." This is my personal biggest gripe as nightmares aren't like that. While vivid, they aren't clear cut and to the point. They are vague and terrifying. Like, being chased around a resort full of strangers by a murder that specifically wants to do you harm and you are terrified. Or even you being a serial killer that goes on a rampage, killing children. Or, better yet, a vision of a white-faced demon with a long, trunk like nose trying to invade your sanctuary while you run away in complete terror and before you dive into darkness you hear her ask that you come see her so she can die. Those are nightmares. Not what the show portrayed as "nightmares."

That leads me into Monarch's plan. On paper, it's actually impressive. And worked, but only because of unclear magic rules in effect. As I stated above, I don't remember a mention how the emotions would have been blown out of proportion, just that the nightmares would surface and haunt the people. As such, I find it incredibly irritating that everyone reacted the way that they did. I get brainwashing with technology and that BS, but it just felt so stupid. Like, I get the rest of the world turning on Ladybug and Chat Noir, but Paris? You're telling me that in the whole of Paris, where Ladybug and Chat Noir have been working to protect the people, are that quick to turn on their heroes and Alya is the only one to call bullshit on it? What the fuck? Seriously? Fucking bullshit on all aspects.

I have no thoughts on the fight between Bug Noire and Monarch until the final bit where Bugaboo holds Monarch at gunpoint. I do wonder if Bug was paying attention to all the rings on Monarch's hand and saw the twin rings. If I'm not mistaken (which I may be) those were present during Felix and Kagami's reenactment, so she'd know there was an amok in there, right? She'd know that was Adrien's entire life right there, right? So, I get why Gabriel acted the way he did. On some level, he was keeping his son safe. To a degree, Adrien has been a reason why Gabriel does what he does (even if he is willing to sacrifice his son at certain points and use him like another tool in his arsenal). It's actually poetic that Monarch is able to take advantage of Marinette being a fucking dumbass when she de transforms. Lesson learned, not everyone is trustworthy. There are people that are legitimately out there to get you. I get that she is young, but there you go. Or, well, maybe not.

One gripe I want to get to before something that has always irked me. Gabriel got his wish. A fucking reality altering wish. As much as I'd like to forget that Ephemeral exists, it does and we're left with the fact that is what happens when a wish is made. I was genuinely hoping that it remained contained to the what if scenario, but here we are. Reality has been warped to what Gabriel wanted in the end. A soft reset if you will. I fucking hate this shit. It's not enough that you have to pay a price for the wish. No, we need to rewrite reality on top of that. Fucking bullshit on so many fucking levels that I just fucking can't. Absolute bullshit. I don't fucking care if you let him have the damn wish, just don't fucking add in that it changes all of fucking reality. Like, FUCK!

So, that which irks me. The fact that the fucking kwamis are bound to obey those that hold their jewels. Like, fucking hell. This will always piss me off. These are essentially god like beings that they themselves see as a danger and need to be contained. Like, what the fuck? It annoyed the ever living hell out of me that Plagg and Tikki just had to bend over backward because of this. I get magic and that fucking BS, but I still hate it. If we're going to do this kind of shit, it needs to be better explained. Especially with magic because just saying "Because magic" isn't good enough. With X amount of magic systems, who fucking knows at this point. If you're going to include that shit, you need to actually explain it. And not in the fifth season where you still don't fully explain shit. Maybe they did explain it and I mentally blocked it out, but for fuck's sake, explain shit better!

I want to add in a piece I forgot. The finale could have been great if it tightened the script and series of events. A clear cut explanation for the magic and how the nightmares worked. Potentially allowing Chat to join the final battle. Cutting out all the scenes with the other people just for a reunion of sorts. They ultimately didn't add anything to Bug's final battle except as a distraction. We didn't need Luka knowing kung Fu (as hilarious as it was) we didn't need to see the other heroes from the specials, and we didn't need Bunnix returning if it doesn't help directly against Monarch aside from being a distraction. You can show us one scene of all that and continue on with the day.

That is all for this piece. I will touch on the subject of redemption and abuse as I believe they should be further explored, just not in this post. If you're interested for another L0tus rant, stay tune.

Have a good night everyone.

[deivorous]

@despairforme || from here Did he look like the kinda guy who enjoyed personal questions? No. He looked like the kind of guy who didn't like ANY type of question, personal or otherwise. His hostile exterior ( the interior was even worse ) was the reason why he rarely had anyone ask him questions. Being asked about his eye though? That was a classic. He'd heard it plenty of times. You couldn't walk around with a giant eyepatch like this one without someone getting curious. This time around, it was a weird looking dude with a tattooed face ( he assumed it was tattoos, and not? Make-up? ). As if the war-paint/tattoos wasn't weird enough, the guy also had blue hair. Made him look like a singer in a second-rate band, or a tik-tok influencer. Either way - what a loser. Nnoitra had been called every ( negative ) name under the sun, but being called bugaboo was a new one. It sounded childish enough to make him bark out a short laugh. He wasn't self conscious about his missing eye. It was a small handicap in his line of work, but as he liked to put it - if he didn't have this nerf on him, it would just make everything too easy. ❝ Before. ❞ Nnoitra answered, truthfully. He had lost his eye when he fought his way out of the facilities where he received his training. They'd thought they could control him. Make him the perfect soldier. FUCK THAT SHIT. He wasn't going to be anyone's tool. Now, he was free to kill whoever he wanted. Bonus points if he actually got paid. ❝So ya got yer own theme-song, or? ❞ He gestured towards the other's appearance. He really DID look kinda like a villain from a movie franchise or something. The kind of villain who got his ass kicked.

A sharp grin, all teeth. An approximation of friendliness faked by a guy who's never been shown what that actually looks like. He doesn't care, notice, or mind.

"Sometimes," he circles around tall-dark-and-handsome's back, hand flitting out to brush at the sharp jut of his elbow, the fine cascade of his hair, barely touching before drawing back. "But then I get bored and need to find another one. They're all so boring." Vanilla. Catholic-purists. White flowers and good behavior. Their violence comes with an asterix.

*metaphorically only. Killing is morally wrong and we don' condone it.

LAAAAAAAAME. Don't knock it till you try it, is what Grimmjow says.

"Wanna give me one? If you pick badly, I'll shoot you or something. High stakes, gets the adrenaline up, pick something sexy. Did it hurt when they eye came out?"

He stops in front of the man again. Grimmjow isn't a small man, but he's out of his height class here - maybe not the weight class though. Hard to say - he reaches for the eye patch. "Has anyone ever licked the inside of the socket?"