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Letters From Watson Liveblog - June 15

The Beryl Coronet, Part 3 of 3

Did people back then just keep beef on a table they could take a slice of at any time? Because it's not like they were having dinner or something, the beef was just there.

This is unintentionally funny and kind of mean. He has a name, Holmes! It's Francis Prosper! You were told it yesterday! And to think I thought he had a good memory for these sorts of things.

Not too sure about this ending for Mary. If what Holmes has said is true, she was manipulated at least to some degree by Burnwell. I would've liked something a bit more definitive considering she was the actual thief of the story.

I don't know about anybody else, but I like to imagine I'm receiving these letters from Watson in his old age as he shares all the exciting adventures he's had in his youth. So getting to The Final Problem is less of a dour subject and more of a fun reminiscence about that time Holmes faked his death for a few years.

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3

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Ex-Harrison College Student, Barbados. Khandi Michele Douglas’ mother, Mary Holder, said it all. There was nothing she could do.

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[faithful-grigori]

“#I still have no sympathy for him, #because he got himself into this mess and then just kept making progressively worse decisions about it, #Saying no to the Prince of Wales isn't really done sure, #but then he done fucked up multiple times, #while doing illegal activities, #and told people about said illegal activities, #I know oftentimes in these stories we say communication is important, #but Mr Holder is really someone who should have communicated less, #and thought more, #Oh hey kids I have a not entirely legally procured £100k coronet upstairs in my desk that's part of the crown jewels isn't that crazy?, #This is the sort of story you tell family and friends years after the fact, #Especially when so much is riding on it, #Is this a situation that is too severe for brain fever?”

Random Sherlock Holmes Thought: Or, on The Adventure of The Beryl Coronet, pt. 1

So, after much discussion on the marvelous Letters From Watson discord, I have concluded that Mr. Holder’s reaction to his situation is not only perfectly reasonable and proportionate, he is, if anything, displaying an admirable amount of calm under the circumstances, because this situation might actually fuck over millions of people.

To begin with, the unnamed loan applicant is almost certainly meant to be HRH Prince Albert Edward, the Prince of Wales (the future King Edward VII), who was somewhat notorious for his playboy ways. The year before, there was a massive scandal because he was present at a house party where a guy was accused of cheating at cards when said guy refused to take the accusation lying down. This? This is SO MUCH WORSE.

AIUI, the amount that Mr. Holder is being asked to loan would be roughly equivalent to OVER FIVE MILLION POUNDS today. That is an *obscene* amount of money for anyone to be in debt, and especially for the heir to the throne. The fact that he doesn’t feel comfortable utilizing any of the licit and aboveboard means available to him of obtaining funds means he doesn’t want anyone to know that he’s incurred that debt, which is even worse.

Also, keep in mind, if I’m reading this correctly, the Beryl Coronet is part of The Crown Jewels. And he is, in essence pawning it. He is NOT allowed to do that. They belong to the sovereign, which he isn’t yet. And based on a quick check on Wikipedia, it wasn’t officially settled that the King or Queen is allowed to sell them off until the 1990s. So, basically, he’s stealing it. This is the kind of thing that in earlier eras might lead to one finding ones’ residence become The Tower of London, and also to becoming a head shorter. That’s probably not on the table here, but the blowback if this became public would be massive. This is the kind of scandal that brings down governments.

But it gets worse!

Because, see, even if we leave out the identity of the Applicant, what we have hear is Mr. Holder making a loan of an obscene amount of money off the books, without consulting with the other partners. I am not convinced that this is legal, and I can easily see him being subjected to both criminal and civil charges. Also, keep in mind, that the collateral (or whatever the correct jargon is) for said loan was then damaged and partially stolen from his own home. He is DONE. Furthermore, the Bank itself is probably going to go down in flames. And we are told it’s the second biggest Bank in London! That is going to cause a MASSIVE shock to Britain’s economy. And with this happening at the same time as an equally massive political scandal?

We could well be looking at a Recession here.

So, yeah. This case may have the second-highest stakes (after Second Stain) of any Holmes story so far, despite there being no capital crimes involved.

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[faithful-grigori]

”#Yes I am back on my bullshit, #But Mary's totally guilty, #right?, #I'd be more positive about it if I wasn't also pretty sure she's being manipulated into it and won't get to see any profit, #She gaslit gatekept girlbossed too close to the sun”

The Beryl Coronet pt 1

Another one where I remember the title and then literally nothing else. There are a lot like that. I swear I have read most of these before, and watched the entire Granada series, but apparently my memory is just appalling.

One assumes that there will be a beryl coronet involved. i think beryls might be emeralds? (The Internet says both aquamarine and emerald are examples of beryl, my fleeting interest two decades ago in precious and semiprecious stones finally pays off!)

“Holmes,” said I as I stood one morning in our bow-window looking down the street, “here is a madman coming along. It seems rather sad that his relatives should allow him to come out alone.”

So we're starting out strong here. In one paragraph we have established that Watson is living with Holmes ('our bow-window') (where is his wife?) and with some period-typical judgement of mental health. I'm guessing the man in question is probably agitated from whatever incident has sent him to request Holmes' assistance, and not suffering from a mental illness, but the two are not necessarily mutually exclusive. Or it could be the onset of brain fever...

For a while he could not get his words out, but swayed his body and plucked at his hair like one who has been driven to the extreme limits of his reason. Then, suddenly springing to his feet, he beat his head against the wall with such force that we both rushed upon him and tore him away to the centre of the room.

Well that definitely sounds like he does have some condition. And if he didn't before, beating your head against a wall that hard is liable to give you some brain damage if you're not lucky. Glad that Watson and Holmes stopped him.

"Public disgrace I might have faced, although I am a man whose character has never yet borne a stain. Private affliction also is the lot of every man; but the two coming together, and in so frightful a form, have been enough to shake my very soul. Besides, it is not I alone. The very noblest in the land may suffer unless some way be found out of this horrible affair.”

Oh, no, I was right the first time. He's just agitated by his misfortune. Wow... this guy lacks coping mechanisms. He's really hyping this up, though, Public disgrace, private affliction, shaking his soul, the very noblest in the land (not that I particularly care about them, but the stakes they are high). I assume from the title that it's a beryl coronet that has been misplaced in some publicly noticeable way. If it turns out that he just misplaced the meat for his dinner, I will be judging him hard for all this melodrama.

“I feel that time is of value,” said he; “that is why I hastened here when the police inspector suggested that I should secure your co-operation. I came to Baker Street by the Underground and hurried from there on foot, for the cabs go slowly through this snow. That is why I was so out of breath, for I am a man who takes very little exercise."

Mr Holder: Time is of the essence.

Also Mr Holder:

We don't need to know how you got to Baker Street, we already know you arrived. Maybe if things are so urgent you should... start with the urgent thing and then talk about how unfit you are and how you need to do more exercise.

“‘It is absolutely essential to me,’ said he, ‘that I should have £50,000 at once. I could, of course, borrow so trifling a sum ten times over from my friends, but I much prefer to make it a matter of business and to carry out that business myself. In my position you can readily understand that it is unwise to place one's self under obligations.’"

First off, hello BofE inflation calculator: 50k in modern money is approximately £5.2 million today.

Second, 'I could just ask my friends. I totally could ask them and they could all give me this money easily. I'm only here because I want this to be business. I don't want to be obliged to them.' Why does this very famous person (Prince of Wales?) feel so defensive about this? He doesn't need to explain why he's asking a bank not his friends. That's literally what the bank is there for. This feels like what someone would say if they didn't have any friends. Or if they'd already borrowed millions from their friends and never paid them back.

“‘Next Monday I have a large sum due to me, and I shall then most certainly repay what you advance, with whatever interest you think it right to charge. But it is very essential to me that the money should be paid at once.’"

I know this guy is famous and (probably) royal and therefore by the rules of these stories therefore probably above reproach, but I would not want to give him a 5 million pound loan. The 'I could totally ask my friends' and this 'I'm totally going to pay you back on Monday. I've got loads of money coming on Monday' are warning signs for me.

"‘You have doubtless heard of the Beryl Coronet?’ “‘One of the most precious public possessions of the empire,’ said I."

Yep, my money is on this being Albert, Prince of Wales, him what would become Edward VII. Iirc he had a bit of a reputation for being a party boy prince, so if he really can't get any money from his friends (even if asking for 5 million were a reasonably thing to do) I wouldn't be surprised if it was because he wasn't good at paying people back.

This mfer just casually totes around some of the crown jewels, though. Just got 10 million in a case that he's carrying around. No one will miss it for a little while. I guess at this time they weren't on display at the Tower of London. I really want this coronet to be stolen so bad, and I have a feeling it's going to be.

"...imbedded in soft, flesh-coloured velvet..."

Whytf did you call it 'flesh-coloured'? Is the colour that important that you needed to specify it, and even if you needed to specify it, why choose those words? Why? Couldn't it have been red, or blue, or green? Why 'flesh-coloured'? ACD, I just want to talk.

"'Is the security sufficient?’ “‘Ample.’"

Well, if this guy says there's ample security, I guess there must be. Clearly that's enough reassurance for me to leave my ten million pound shiny hat here with no problems at all. Details? Who needs details? Pah. It's just a priceless object that technically belongs to the state rather than me.

I don't want this coronet to be recovered. I want it to be lost forever. Whoever stole it should get a gold star.

But it's okay because he makes it very clear that it shouldn't be lost or damaged.

"When I was alone once more, however, with the precious case lying upon the table in front of me..."

And then walks out leaving it just on the desk of this random guy he's never met before.

"I already regretted having ever consented to take charge of it."

Should have thought about that earlier, my dude. Also, if you know it's a national possession, is it even legal for the Prince of Wales to use it as collateral for a loan? Surely it would have to actually be one of his possessions to be valid. Or at least having the signature of the actual owner (Queen Victoria in this case, although possibly parliament?) to be used as such. Nothing about this loan is a good idea.

If he doesn't repay it are you just going to... keep national property?

"However, it was too late to alter the matter now, so I locked it up in my private safe and turned once more to my work."

You just... put it in your own private safe?

WTF even is this buffoonery? How is this... What is this... I can't even. Does the bank not have a secure vault? With guards etc.? But no, any safe will do.

"I determined, therefore, that for the next few days I would always carry the case backward and forward with me, so that it might never be really out of my reach."

I guess the bank does not have a vault. Or a night watchman, or literally ANY KIND OF WAY OF DEALING WITH ITEMS LIKE THIS. When it seems that this is something that they are in the habit of doing, although maybe not on this level. And they clearly have £1000 notes hanging around. Do they just all have them in their individual safes as well?

"I did not breathe freely until I had taken it upstairs and locked it in the bureau of my dressing-room."

Super secure. A+ job.

I've seen those old bureaus, the locks are so simple I could pick one with one of my hair pins!

I am fully on the side of any and all thieves in this escapade (unless it turns out the Prince of Wales has hired them himself for nefarious purposes) but at this point in time I have lost most of the sympathy I have for these people.

The only reason I don't think it should be stolen right now is that, honestly, it presents so little challenge to any potential thieves it's actually insulting.

"She came with an excellent character, however, and has always given me satisfaction."

Language evolves, meaning changes, this does not mean what it looks like it means. But still, it gives me the ick. Nope. No thank you. Especially when followed by the description of how pretty she is.

"My family itself is so small that it will not take me long to describe it. I am a widower and have an only son, Arthur. He has been a disappointment to me, Mr. Holmes—a grievous disappointment."

Oh boy. So you took a ten million pound coronet and locked it in a desk in the same house as a son who is perpetually in debt and cannot be trusted with money. Even if he didn't take it, which seems likely as he's clearly being marked as the most obvious suspect. I stg you should not be this foolish.

“And, indeed, I could not wonder that such a man as Sir George Burnwell should gain an influence over him, for [...] I have found myself that I could hardly resist the fascination of his manner. He is older than Arthur, a man of the world to his finger-tips, one who had been everywhere, seen everything, a brilliant talker, and a man of great personal beauty. Yet when I think of him in cold blood, far away from the glamour of his presence, I am convinced from his cynical speech and the look which I have caught in his eyes that he is one who should be deeply distrusted. So I think, and so, too, thinks my little Mary, who has a woman's quick insight into character."

Add a fae to the tally of Sherlock Holmes supernatural encounters. Also, I'm going to call it now, Arthur is blameless and Mary is in love with Sir George Burnwell and they're going to run away together, or that's what he told her when he convinced her to steal the coronet. That's my theory. We shall see...

"She is a sunbeam in my house—sweet, loving, beautiful, a wonderful manager and housekeeper, yet as tender and quiet and gentle as a woman could be."

A thief? Honestly I want her to be even more after this description. The Victorian ideals of femininity were so trite. I hope she stole that coronet.

"I think that if anyone could have drawn him into the right path it would have been she, and that his marriage might have changed his whole life; but now, alas! it is too late—forever too late!"

... it is not a woman's job to fix a man, Mr Holder. If this story ends with her marrying Arthur I will be very sad. Although from the 'too late' is one of them dead?

“When we were taking coffee in the drawing-room that night after dinner, I told Arthur and Mary my experience, and of the precious treasure which we had under our roof, suppressing only the name of my client."

You just... told them about it. Just... He says be discreet. It's 10 million pounds (£100k at the time). Your son has money problems. And you're just out here chatting about how you have essentially part of the crown jewels of the British Empire in a drawer upstairs.

My dude...

My actual dude...

You should have just taken the coronet out and used it as a centrepiece. it would have been less obvious.

Also, it's part of the crown jewels, how much use do you think 'suppressing the name of your client' is going to bloody be. There aren't a lot of people who can just help themselves to national bloody treasures.

“‘Where have you put it?’ asked Arthur. “‘In my own bureau.’ “‘Well, I hope to goodness the house won't be burgled during the night.’ said he. “‘It is locked up,’ I answered. “‘Oh, any old key will fit that bureau. When I was a youngster I have opened it myself with the key of the box-room cupboard.’"

That's what I said! Also... this is evidence in Arthur's favour because only the stupidest person in the world would say 'I could steal that' and then steal it. Although... given the levels of intelligence his father is showing, we can't hold out much hope for him. Perhaps his mother was the brains of this operation. I hope for Arthur's sake he takes more after her than his father.

"I started to go round the house to see that all was secure—a duty which I usually leave to Mary but which I thought it well to perform myself that night. As I came down the stairs I saw Mary herself at the side window of the hall, which she closed and fastened as I approached. “‘Tell me, dad,’ said she, looking, I thought, a little disturbed, ‘did you give Lucy, the maid, leave to go out to-night?’"

I'm going to try not to make this a Naval Treaty situation again. Data, data, data, etc. So instead of making an accusation here, I'm merely going to ask what Mary was doing at the window before she closed it, and point out that she is drawing attention to another possible suspect and also has good knowledge of all ways to access the house and ample opportunity to leave something open or unlocked.

These may all be coincidences. There are potential valid explanations for all of these things.

Or she might have just sent a message to Sir George Burnwell and planning to steal a coronet this evening.

“‘She came in just now by the back door. I have no doubt that she has only been to the side gate to see someone, but I think that it is hardly safe and should be stopped.’"

Though the narrative now wants us to think that Lucy is meeting with Sir George Burnwell... but my money is still on Mary. We already know Lucy has lots of suitors who hang around the grounds, she might well have been meeting with one of them.

"Are you sure that everything is fastened?’ “‘Quite sure, dad.’"

Only her word for that.

Not that I'm accusing her of anything. I'm merely... pointing things out. Factual things.

“‘Arthur!’ I screamed [...] "He appeared to be wrenching at it, or bending it with all his strength. At my cry he dropped it from his grasp and turned as pale as death. I snatched it up and examined it. One of the gold corners, with three of the beryls in it, was missing. “‘You blackguard!’ I shouted, beside myself with rage. ‘You have destroyed it! You have dishonoured me forever! Where are the jewels which you have stolen?’"

Some other facts that have been established. Arthur loves Mary and has asked her to marry him on multiple occasions. Just throwing that one out there. If he is trying to cover up a crime/take the blame for someone... perhaps...

Also, Mr Holder 'You have dishonoured me forever!'? Sure, but you dishonoured yourself first by being so very, very bad at your job. You had one job.

“‘You have called me names enough,’ said he, ‘I will not stand it any longer. I shall not say another word about this business, since you have chosen to insult me. I will leave your house in the morning and make my own way in the world.’"

Arthur making some interesting choices here. Like 'I know I was just found with my hands on a broken national treasure, but I'm pretty sure I'm going to walk out of this one a free man.'

When you said he was spoiled, Mr Holder, I didn't think you meant that he really didn't understand the meaning of the word 'consequences' at all.

Although maybe you should have listened to him before biting his head off. I know things look pretty damning, but maybe talking would have been a better approach. "Hey, son. What you got there?" But I get that it's a little difficult to remain calm when you're looking at the twisted remains of both a ten million dollar mistake and your entire career/life.

"Mary was the first to rush into my room, and, at the sight of the coronet and of Arthur's face, she read the whole story and, with a scream, fell down senseless on the ground."

Convenient. First, that she was so close to the room that she would be the first to rush in, and second, that she's now unavailable for questioning.

But seriously, Mary, I am behind you all the way on this. Keep at it! I am cheering you on. I hope your performance was Oscar worthy.

I don't know what Arthur expects his father to do here. Lie, maybe, and say 'I don't know what happened to it, Your Royal Highness. Must have been a random thief and absolutely not the son who I told the location to and who I found red-handed with it.' I firmly believe he's innocent and his father walked in on him trying to fix the thing, but even so he's coming across as kind of naive here. I get maybe hoping that Daddy wouldn't turn him in, but he must have thought it was a possibility.

“‘At least,’ said he, ‘you will not have me arrested at once. It would be to your advantage as well as mine if I might leave the house for five minutes.’"

Before Sir George can get away with the missing gems.

Mary, keep playing dead, if you faint for long enough you'll miss all of it. Although your... maybe potential boyfriend... might ditch you. Probably will ditch you. If that's what's happening. I really hope he's not just playing you and the two of you are going to take those gems, get them recut and sold, and sail off into the sunset (hopefully not interrupted by a random shipwrecking incident), but something tells me Sir George Burnwell is playing you.

"...I implored him to remember that not only my honour but that of one who was far greater than I was at stake; and that he threatened to raise a scandal which would convulse the nation."

This is not a convincing argument. Honestly, if I was told that what I was doing might cause a scandal for the royal family, I would absolutely have the impulse to do it harder. I get that I am not the Victorian son of a gentleman, but still. 'You have to save the royal family from scandal' would just make me laugh. They wouldn't be in a scandal if they hadn't done something scandalous.

"A search was made at once not only of his person but of his room and of every portion of the house where he could possibly have concealed the gems; but no trace of them could be found, nor would the wretched boy open his mouth for all our persuasions and our threats."

When would he have had time to hide them that well, considering he was still holding the coronet when you found him? Also, if he is, as I suspect, covering for Mary, then he's probably sure he's doing the noble and honourable thing by protecting her reputation or whatever.

"My God, what shall I do! I have lost my honour, my gems, and my son in one night. Oh, what shall I do!”

Well, maybe you start by inventing time travel to go back and tell your past self to do better.

Tbf, regarding his mental state, if I had, through my own fault, lost/damaged an object someone had entrusted to me that was worth ten million pounds, particularly someone with as much power as the Prince of Wales, I would be in a catatonic state. So yeah. But also, any sympathy I have had for Mr Holder has been lost at every single step of this process. Why does the bank not have a vault for this purpose? Why did he take it home when he didn't have anywhere safe to put it? Why did he tell anyone he had it? Why did he not move it after being told by his son how insecure the bureau was?

And, to back up my theory with text. Reasons I suspect Mary:

She was present during the conversation when Mr Holding told them about the coronet and where he put it.

She also heard Arthur saying how easy that bureau was to break into.

She was at the window that night for an unknown reason.

We only have her word as to the house being locked up that night.

Arthur is unwilling to say anything in his own defence, which makes me think he is covering for someone. The only person we have been given reason to believe he would protect in the text (other than maybe his father) is Mary. He could be secretly in love with Lucy, but given we already have evidence of his affection for Mary, that would be an abrupt turn.

So that's my theory: Sir George Burnwell and Mary are secret lovers and Mary, hearing about the golden opportunity her foolish uncle has presented her with, tells her lover, then either Mary or both of them, go to steal it. Arthur, who honestly might have been in there trying to get £200 for his own debts, witnesses this, attempts to stop it. The coronet is broken. Either Burnwell gets away with the jewels, or Mary does and gives them to him (through the window we saw her at earlier perhaps?) and then hears the yelling and runs upstairs just in time to give the theatrical performance of her life.

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“The curse had fallen upon her shoulders, one that she had taken willingly at the time. But her regrets increased with time, much like the threads she added to the tapestries she wove.” ― D.A. Henneman, Web Of Lies: A Goddesses In Love Novella

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HEAR ME OUT-

I have zero clue if anyone's done this concept before for an Akumatized!Marinette, but I think a Spider-themed Akuma based around the Greco-Roman myth of Arachne (Arachnette?) just works too well not to try and sketch out myself. Especially in the wake of the Season 5 finale, where she a.) was forced to weave an elaborate web of lies about her confrontation with Gabriel, the Wish, and his death, and b.) was unable to stop Monarch from accessing the Ladybug and Black Cat Miraculous to make the Ultimate Wish--the mission she's had since the very beginning of the series. I can only imagine how miserable girly's feeling in the aftermath and the potential Imposter Syndrome that comes with her involvement in all of it.

So, an Akumanette who believes her Akumatization to be divine retribution for thinking that she could have ever been strong or special enough to embody the traits of the gods? It seems rather fitting here imo. :)

The design is a bit busy, I'll admit, but I was having way too much fun trying out brushes that I don't normally use. I'm pretty happy with how it turned out all things considered!

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3rd: yoichi what's wrong?

*yoichi sobbing and crying violently on the couch*

3rd: yo- YOICH- *sigh* leader what happened?

2nd: he asked me if I would still love him if he was an ant, I said no now he thinks I want a divorce😐

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rereading some @buggachat BEAU and this panel is SO fallen angel...adrien as the rebellious son cast from his father’s mansion in disgrace, looking back with resentment and longing towards people who were supposed to treat him with love...haha i’m having heretical thoughts again! 🙊

[faithful-grigori]

”#Especially with his whole debt history”

Oh Arthur is sooo suspicious. Why didn't you just... Tell no one? That would've kept it so much safer.

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Letters From Watson Liveblog - June 11

The Beryl Coronet, Part 1 of 3

Watson sure is acting casual about seeing what he thinks is a madman making his way down the street. Maybe you should go down there and help, doctor.

I like the image of anyone seeking Holmes' help having to run down the street huffing and puffing while trying to find the right address. Especially the more "noble" clients of his.

No, it would most certainly not be an imprudence to leave it in the office. It's a bank, you know, one of the most secure locations in a city. And what's this logic about bankers' safes being forced open? You know what other locations have been broken into? Houses! Homes! Which tend to have less security than banks do!

I feel like this sort of character is, maybe not common, but familiar in Holmes' mysteries. Like Mr. Aloysius Garcia from Wisteria Lodge, or Alec Fairbairn from The Cardboard Box. Smooth-talking, well-traveled, and very handsome. I'm sure there's a name for it, but I'm drawing a blank.

I'm assuming cousin marriages were more acceptable back then based on Mr. Holder's approving attitude here.

I doubt she screamed and fainted simply because she thought Arthur stole some beryls. As of right now, I think she's somehow involved in the missing jewels. She's simply too innocent a character.

Arthur really is his father's son if he genuinely thinks they'll let him leave the scene of the crime for any amount of time.

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3

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couple of joints ✨

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An Akumatized Alya design I made for my Senti-Marinette AU.

She's inspired a good bit by the pokemon zoroark with her hair and powers. Her basic powers are that she has a pocket dimension called The Den accessible through her hair. So she can store items and people inside her hair. Along with increased strength and durability like most akumas, she had incredibly sharp claws and wolf-like senses.

Wanted her to be more wolf-like rather than fox-like to distinguish her from Rena Rouge and wolves just feel more protective to me. So fitting this Akuma who I have yet to find a name for.

A height comparison and more lore under the cut.

The basic idea of my Senti-Marinette AU is that in the process of defeating Hawkmoth, Adrien finds out that he is infact not a sentimonster like Felix thought. Instead, Marinette is actually the sentimonster.

They recover the Butterfly Miraculous and Marinette's amok but Adrien is reeling, unsure of how to tell Marinette or what to do. So he confides in Alya about the whole situation, thinking since she's Mari's best friend and platonic soulmate, she'll know what to do. Spoiler alert, she doesn't. So they just both continually freak out with some hijinx with Mari's amok and its subconscious effects on her.

A new threat emerges that suddenly puts Marinette in a ton of danger, likely targeting her for being a sentimonster either directly or indirectly. So Adrien decides to take a drastic measure, sneaking into where the Butterfly Miraculous is being kept since Marinette is not the guardian in this AU, and steals it. He then uses the miraculous to create an akuma which he sends to Alya. With the shared goal of protecting Marinette and her amok, Alya agrees to become akumatized. (Which makes it more of a kamikotization but they don't know the difference so they all call it akumatization. Which just makes Adrien more angsty about it).

So Alya just scoops Mari up and hides her with her amok inside The Den while she and Adrien fight off whatever this new threat is. She also may or may not bust out this form when Marinette gets too into something and refuses to sleep.

A height comparison with Marinette. Though that is more based on her canon height of 4'5. So Alya is about 7ft.

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nowe thus in chronological order (so far)...IF anyone cares <3

December 1518

December 1525

1526 (short excerpt), 2

January 1526 (short excerpt)

February 1526 (short excerpt)

March 1526

December 1526

1527 (short excerpt)

March 1528 + March 1528

October 1528

December 1528

Late 1530 (short excerpt)

Late 1530 (short excerpt, 2)

February 1531

February 1533

October 1533 (short excerpt)

February 1534 (short excerpt, before 'read more')

Summer 1534 + short excerpt (reblog, 2nd one)

September 1534 + September 1534

December 1534 (excerpt, to be added to its own chapter)

July 1535 (short excerpt)

And then the 1535 scenes (thus far) are the only ones which are traditionally linear, so I'll leave those be for now...

[faithful-grigori]

“#Also ugh for the whole she could fix him trope, #That also sucks”

Huh? Huh? He wanted to marry his son to his niece/adopted daughter??

And he just throws that out there like it's a normal sentence?