#miraculous of destruction

[spotted-kittens]

So the show makes it a point to flaunt in our faces all the time just how creative Marinette is, and how that must mean that she is so perfect for the Miraculous of Creation because she has all this creativity

But... we also know Adrien is a really good match for his Miraculous as well, and he wouldn't be as well suited for another Miraculous (as Desperada pretty hammered into our brains) and...

The implications of this. What this tells us about this apparently sunshine child (and Chat Blanc leans into that a lot...)

I am mildly obsessed.

[chikorra]

"You wounded me, Princess."

Fanart Chat Blanc for A Miraculous Ladybug Chat Blanc Art Game on Facebook.

[venting-corner]

*sigh*

Chat Noir, what did you say when you explained your power?

Chat Noir: I can destroy anything I touch

...

Anything? Hmm..

Anything... Anything is a lot

"Anything is a lot" is an understatement

Cataclysm is such a bullshit and underestimated power that almost no one sees Chat as the threat that he should be. Writers could've used Chat Noir's underestimation as a way to show his skills, his smarts, his capability... But Noooo! We can't have him be equal to Ladybug! Just saying that he is an equal is enough, even though, episodes show otherwise every. Damn. TIME!

Would it kill writers to make Adrien have the same realization as Ladybug that powers are only limited to the user?

Why couldn't he have this?! :

Then do this?! :

I thought weebs ,being a weeb myself, were supposed to know a lot about destruction, considering animes are full of it. You can use that miraculous to destroy magic, air, molecules, emotions, thoughts, Space And Time Continuum. What would happen if you destroyed a concept like illusions for example? Would the miraculous and all illusions all together cease to exist? Would Trixx die? And these are the things that show is refusing to explore.

They even could've spun an explanation about how Plagg and his ring are dangerous, using the distrust of Fu and other guardians have shown in episodes, therefore, little is actually known about it unlike others. It would've been a perfect backstory for Plagg, as his bond with Adrien needed time to develop compared to Tiki and Marinette, and a way to show why Adrien is the best black cat ever, because he is the first one to actually unlock something about the ring that not even centuries old order of miraculous would know. A way to prove that Adrien was not chosen for nothing and that he really is one of the most powerful people in the show, not some love interest or side character

And I rant about the missed potential, being able to think of a prompt on top of my head that adds more depth and sides to characters, while writers are still fixated on Marinette....

Another thing that keeps me awake at night is Chat Blanc. Words are such interesting things to play with. You can make them mean anything you want. What did Hawky say in that episode?

Hawkmoth: Chat Blanc, I give you the power of infinite destruction!

Infinite... Infinite is an interesting word. Does he mean infinite = more than one use?

If yes, then I will be going down that rabbit hole for a while and will gladly make it my head canon, if it's not true. Writers can't just drop us these broad statements and leave! Overthinkers like me will find many scenarios, meanings and usages for them! Because by equating infinite to being able to cataclysm more than once means that our favorite cat can do this!

And when he learns how to use that power more once he is an adult, he will become Chat Blanc 2.0, just without an akuma like in this fanart

Imagine getting destroyed by this face

And I will gladly let it happen

[sparklycamembert]

so miraculous chat noir is terrifying. as it should be

bonus:

SHES SO PROUD OF HIM

[trashart00]

The streets are saying the special takes place on Strike Back-Evolution-Multiplication-Destruction night

Transcribed because handwriting:

Claw: Aw look, it’s the sad, pathetic, wet cardboard version of me

Chat: I cataclysmed a man

Chat: And I would do it again

Chat: The darkness consumes me…

Chat: Just as my cataclysm consumes him

LB: we’ve had a day

[theartofnieriel]

MiraculousAU where everything is the same, but this is how akuma are purified.

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reblog, don’t repost. thank you

[settledownsummer]

Chat noir: *levels up*

Chat Noir immediately: cataclysmcataclysmcataclysmCATACLYSMCATACLYSM

[jayninjago]

Youre an og if you remember this

[bananagreste]

ladynoir, oh, ladynoir ↳ day 387

[marsidotcom]

i cannot stop thinking about a massive, end-all-be-all fight where marinette has to gather up her whole team to fight against it. something within her plan requires marc’s (rooster bold’s) power for an extended period of time, holding a sublimation power for hours and pushing through the fail safe of his miraculous. near the end of it, he’s so drained that he has to transform back before the fight is truly over.

ladybug has him and nathaniel (caprikid) in a secluded alleyway, and she’s telling him “you have to, you have to, you’re too drained, you’ll hurt yourself and your kwami permanently if you don’t,” all while he insists he can keep going, he needs to keep going, to help fight.

but when caprikid points out the potential damage to his kwami rather than him, the holder, rooster bold finally caves. ladybug tells caprikid to stay with him, makes him swear not to tell anybody rooster’s identity and assures rooster bold that it will be kept secret. caprikid promises, though he looks a little anxious with the new secret to keep.

the “secret” of it all becomes the least of his worries when ladybug leaves to rejoin the fight and he watches rooster bold detransform into none other than his best friend in the entire world. His best friend, the boy he’s been in love with for two years, bleeding from the nose from the exertion and looking almost embarrassed as he cradles his tired kwami in his palms and avoids eye contact.

nathaniel is practically frozen. he watches marc fish a small bag of dried corn feed from his pocket and start feeding orikko, swiping at his bloody nose with flushed knuckles. marc grimaces, his other hand petting over orikko’s feathers as the kwami eats.

“i promise i’m not usually this much of a let down as hero,” he says, almost self-chastising. “I’m pretty lame outside of all of it, but most times i’m more useful than this.”

he looks ashamed, like using his power until he’s bleeding and exhausted was some humiliating failure to prove himself. nathaniel aches at the thought.

marc is rambling now, it seems. he does that sometimes.

“i’m gonna work on it, i’m sure i could train myself to go longer than this. this is the last time you’ll have to babysit, i swear. i’m so sorry i’m keeping you from everything-“

nathaniel doesn’t let him go on any longer. his gloved hands come up, albeit a little shaky, and he watches himself cup one of marc’s cheeks, blood smear and all, and then the other. marc’s words die in is throat, and he sits there, breathing quietly as the flush of his face burns brighter.

“it’s not babysitting,” caprikid tells him. “you can’t-“ his voice breaks, and he swallows, finding his footing again. “you can’t push yourself so far that you’re hurting yourself, marc.”

he sees the flash of shock in those green eyes, the recognition that this is someone who knows his name. someone who knows him in some capacity. he can deal with that later.

“you’re too important to be doing that, you’re-“ he pauses, his thumb swiping over marc’s cheekbone tenderly as he studies his face. the confusion written in it, the parted lips.

he leans closer, resolute. “you matter more than the rest of this. i can’t… i can’t see you doing this to yourself. please, please, don’t push it too far. you’re doing great. you always do. don’t be in a rush to be what you think is better when the best is already there. don’t hurt yourself trying to prove that you’re capable. we see that in you already.”

marc might be making a wordsmith out of him yet.

he watches those green eyes rim with tears, and he almost starts apologizing, but then marc is hugging him, his arms wrapped around his shoulders and his hands lost in the fur of caprikid’s collar. “okay,” the writer whispers. “okay. thank you.” it’s a croaked, teary thing, and nathaniel hugs him back like he’s something precious, something to hold close to his heart.

in the days after the fight, marc keeps thinking about caprikid, and nathaniel clings to his side like someone is going to take him away. if anyone notices the way nathaniel becomes increasingly, gently protective, they don’t say anything.

[hirachat]

currently thinking about chat noir’s powers. if he became more advanced with his power, things could get soooo so interesting. like he could start shooting cataclysmic blasts out of his hands, im sure thats not just limited to his akumatized form. imagine the badassery of shooting cataclysm magic at akumas a la chat blanc style. or finger guns, for precision and it being a little funny.

but also,,, if hes able to be more precise with his cataclysm, memory erasing is technically On The Table. this could get scary really fast, imagine getting lobotomized by chat noir. crazy.

[talulagrimm]

I see everyone freaking out about the pool scene, meanwhile I'm over here freaking out about one expression in one shot. This mans is unhinged and feral and I live for it.

[burntwaffle12]

Creation and Destruction

Idk something about cosmic beings and love and Ladynoir being the backbone of the universe? Idk you tell me

[wield-the-mighty-pen]

Can we all just think about what this day has been for Adrien?

Imagine you wake up for the day, excited to have your bi-yearly scheduled lunch with your father, only to be told he has canceled on you once again and when you finally get the courage to speak your mind and talk to him, he interrupts you and tells you that you will be moving away from your home and beloved friends (with a person you hate) for an indefinite period of time. Imagine then, that you head to school, where you share a tender moment with someone who is definitely not just a friend and they give you the advice to talk to your father.

You then get home from school, where you are ambushed by your manipulative cousin, who is offering to trade places with you and help you out with your problem, only to discover he is scheming again. Before you can do anything about that, you have to go save the world with your superhero partner, who you've been feeling a little neglected by lately and for some reason, all those negative feelings seem to be manifesting right now during the fight. She then call in some reinforcements, and this new guy, that she keeps fawning over is giving you bad vibes (it's definitely not just jealously guys).

You save the day and head home, this time with the intent of actually confronting your father, only to be stopped by your superhero partner, who for some reason is looking for your civilian counterpart. She claims that she handed you a miraculous and you very quickly realize that your scheming and manipulative cousin, was scheming and manipulative.

You watch as your partner has a panic attack and do your best to calm her down and help her retain some miraculous. You hear her muffled cries through the door and when you go to check on her, she's gone. You find out that the villain you fight has got a hold of the miraculous and you go to find your partner.

You find her and manager to comfort her, all the while sharing a not-at-all platonic moment with her, and you prepare to fight the villain who has re-monikered himself and given himself new powers.

You see the rabbit miraculous and what looks like a future version of yourself show up and you realize that you will have to go through time in a time battle to reclaim the rabbit miraculous. You are given a rabbit miraculous to use and your very concept of space and time are altered as a result. After a lengthy, convoluted battle, you say goodbye to a good friend and decide to head to London to interrogate your aunt. The interrogation leading nowhere, you decide to head home only to be immediately called by your partner asking you to head to the wax museum and pose like a statue (which totally brings back some memories for you...). You finally get rid of that piece of paper in your bell and manage to capture the villain who you've been fighting for so long.

Except, the plan fails. The villain manages to get away with all of the Kwamis and now you have a weight on your conscious. You have just used against a person the power you vowed to use only for good. You are reminded of the significant power that you wield.

You once more arrive home and turn on the TV to try and distract yourself. Only to see that there's once more a problem that needs your help. You get there and see two people who have similar powers to you and your partner, but there's something wrong. Your partner asserts that they aren't akumatized, but you are wary. You learn that they are a version of you from a different universe, or at least a version of your power. You once more, are reminded the of ultimate destruction you have at your fingertips.

You come to understand that these doubles are in fact your partner and yourself from another universe. A universe, where the villain you are fighting is now your ally. Once assuring your friends are safe, you go after your double to fight them. When you meet to speak to them person to person and talk through your shared trauma. You learn that he too lost his precious mother, but he has no one to help him through it. You relive that loss together. You talk him down from making the wish that a part of you wants to make every single day. You begin to realize the version of you isn't bad, he's just hurting.

After ensuring the safety of other universes and giving a hopeful send of to your doubles, you finally, finally this time head home for the night.

Surveying around your room, you are reminded of the morning that feels like forever ago. You remember what your cousin said, what your good friend said. Emboldened by her words, you decide it's time to face your father. You go to his office where he's working and utter the words you never thought you would: I don't want to be a model anymore

Your father passively assents to this, and finally finally you are free.

You are filled with gratitude and this odd warmth that you don't spend too much time analyzing. You need to do something to thank the person who's advice got you what you so desperately wanted. You decide to call her up and thank her face-to-face.

You call her on the phone, which gets answered by her best friend, and then finally her and you give her your most sincere expression of gratitude, thanking her for everything she has done for you this past year.

As the warmth inside of your chest grows, you tell her you will do your best to pay it. You end the phone call with a smile on your face and a happy sigh.

Finally, with thoughts of your dear friend roaming around your mind, you fall asleep exhausted but happy.

This was all one day.