#ml eden au

[motherluvdofus]

Le Projet ( ML )

- Un projet où je raconte une histoire avec des illustrations/concepts, en me basant sur l'histoire de Lacrima, pour ensuite dévier et inventer des choses. - Pour la mise en page / mise en place ( par rapport aux formats Tumblr ), ça se peaufinera avec le temps. J'aimerais que ça reste organique ( pas calibré au millimètre près, pas de ça ici ). - Les évènements peuvent manquer de cohérence, je cherche juste à m'amuser haha. - ⚠️ Certains sujets / représentations peuvent être 'un peu durs / sérieux / explicites ', je préviens juste comme ça. #preprod ( différentes choses que j'ai préparées en amont ) #prologues ( 2 mini séries qui servent plus ou moins de prologue ) #episode1 ( l'episode 1 ) Bien cordialement, Jean-Edens (jeune.jjean)

[ad-hawkeye]

Hi, im the anon from months ago who was tempted to get back into lovebrush after seeing your posts on Alkaid.

i wanted to let you know that I gave lovebrush a second chance this week and omg you were so right about Alkaid. he's my fave, with Lars being my second fave atm. I'm very slow on progress (same with Tears of Themis so that's not new for me) but I really enjoy Alkaid. thank you for your lovebrush postings that encouraged me

(ps: I am a huge Artem bias so I feel like Alkaid being my fave says enough about me)

WAHHAHHHH WTF!!! I'M SO HAPPY YOU'RE ENJOYING IT I'M SORRY FOR BEING NONSTOP ABOUT MY FAV BLONDE FREAK I PROMISE I'M NORMAL

AND IM SO GLAD YOU LIKE THE BLONDES!! I ALSO LIKE THE BLONDES! lars consistently ranks alongside cael and alkaid for me and omg he has really good upcoming plot so keep an eye out hehehe - my fav alkaid routes are eden and azure island! :,3 my fav lars routes are eden and awakening!

lbc is definitely more of a like. slow burn, in terms of getting to know the ins and outs of the characters. some are more blunt and straight forward (ayn) and some take you several main story chapters, 15+ affinity events, and several card stories to figure out wtf is wrong with them (alkaid)

even with the au versions, the mls all the same base nature, so it's rly fun to pick apart how their upbringings made them different, and how it changed around their innate traits and yadada nature vs nurture

you'll also find lbc is stupidly consistent writing wise (the themes, base natures, and motifs for each character will show up so goddamn often with new twists and takes and deep dives) and has. a lot of foreshadowing. like a LOT. i love both tot and lbc, but character writing and consistency wise, lbc is a breath of fresh air sometimes lol. the game rewards meta posting and theorizing and it's SOOO fun omg

ALSO SAME. HSGHDFD SO MANY ARTEM FANS I KNOW ALSO LIKE ALKAID. it's always either alkaid or clarence. though i've def seen some artem + lars fans as well.

DJHJD SORRY I'LL STOP RAMBLING!! i hope you enjoy anon!! my inbox is always open for questions and ramblings HAHA, lbc has a lot of content so i can help with reading order and stuff too

[dandelionflower]

A speck of foam

So I saw @miraculous-of-salt s Eden AU and I was struck with the overwhelming urge to add some felinette

So here we go!

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Most people believe that one of the most illusive cities in the world, Eden, has been given its name because of its strict control over tourism and visitors, like the famous forbidden garden. In reality it’s because Eden is the most environmentally friendly city in the world.

Those who visit report seeing trees growing through the roofs of houses, and the roads made of naturally mined rock.

Bridgette Cheng, mayor of Eden, states, on the eco friendly nature of her city, “It’s not that much of a big deal, we’re a small city, we can afford to build around nature.”

And build around nature, they have, most houses are described as having “vines for walls” and “the brightest paint jobs imaginable.”

Marinette puffed air from her nose, a hanging fern tickling her cheek. She was hidden against the peach toned walls of her aunt Bridgette’s home.

She had come to visit for the summer after “The great betrayal” as she called it.

During multicultural week at school, her aunt had came to tell the class all about Eden. Lila, however, highjacked their attention before she got the chance. She fed them all sorts of lies under the blanket lie of “I volunteered there once, for a whole year.” Not only were they lies, but her spiel was coated in all sorts of slurs.

The whole class, except herself, Nino, Chloe, and Sabrina, failed the test entirely. They were being held back until they could pass it.

Most of the class, she knew, were studying all they could about it so they could move up before the summer was over. She had high hopes for them and was willing to do all she could to guide them in their studying.

She sighed from behind the cool green vines. Alya was struggling, though, she couldn’t separate Lila’s lies from reality.

Marinette stifled a giggle as her father walked out with twigs in his hair from the giant tree.

“Marinette?” He yelled, looking helplessly at the walls.

She puffed through her nose again, shrinking further into the wall, feeling like a child again.

Growing up she would hide in the vines often, and her dad, tall as he may be, could never find her. She would stay in the vines for as long as she could, until Tom threatened her with-

“Okay... if I can’t find you, I guess you can stay there. And miss the trip to the town square with your aunt.” As he turned around, Marinette launched herself at him.

“No! No, I want to come!”

“Then go get ready, you’re going to be there for a while.”

Eden is spectacular for another reason; the citizens’ midnight blue hair. It’s a spectacular genetic disorder that causes their hair to fade to blue in the sunlight. After five minutes in the sun, the exposed strands will be blue permanently.

The disorder is passed on, generation to generation. Every child with even a hint of Eden in them will be born with the blue hair. This is one of the ways Eden identifies outsiders.

Another such way is clothing. All of Eden’s citizens dress themselves in bright, bold colors. Outsiders, particularly ones not directly related by marriage, will wear varied shades of grey.

Often times in-laws and cousins will have to wear the greys, as they aren’t married to a Eden citizen. Diplomats and reporters will also be found dressed in grey.

Marinette could barely contain herself as her eyes drifted over the seas of deep blue hair around her.

Back in Paris, she had always been viewed as strange by people, even her friends. Chloe had tried targeting her hair color but that was stamped out immediately by the administration.

Her eyes snagged on a small dot of white, stationary in the flowing crowd. A speck of foam in her perfect blue sea.

As she moved forwards with her aunt, she noticed the speck of foam was a boy, not much older than her. He had a grey vest and tie on, paired with a white dress shirt and dark grey slacks.

He was looking around helplessly, likely trying to find a sense of where he was.

“Aunt Bridgette?” Her aunt looked down at her. “Can I go help him and catch up with you later?”

Bridgette smiled and nodded, passing Marrinette two all access passes. “Remember, I have a jury trial at two-thirty, so if you get there around then, just wait in my office.”

Marinette grinned and skipped a towards the bewildered speck of foam.

“Hello, I’m Marinette. You look a little lost, do you need any help?”

The boy looked at her for a moment and nodded. “My name is Felix, I am rather lost. Would you mind helping me get to this address?”

He showed her a sheet of paper with an address written neatly in cursive.

Marinette thought for a moment and nodded. “Yeah, I can take you there. Come on.” She grabbed his hand and started pulling him towards the nearest tunnel.

“Wait, where are we going? What’s down there?”

“Have you been on a subway?” She looked at him, reading the panic on his face.

“Yes…”

“This is more or less the same,” she let a wicked smile grow on her face, “just more fun.”

The transportation system of Eden is unlike any others. It’s full of underground slides that travel all over Eden. There are two slide for every area, one to and one from.

The system works in such a way that a person is strapped to a cart and sent down the slide, with a cord of a certain length tied to the back.

Once the cord reaches its end, the cart stops at its destination and a winch begins to pull the cart back up the slide by its cord.

It’s just another one way Eden protects the environment while accomplishing everything other cities do.

Marinette giggled as she fiddled with Felix’s hair. “First time in the tunnels?”

He coughed and his cheeks tinted pink. “Yes... it was interesting, to say the least.”

“I remember my first time,” she remissed, “I was so tiny.”

“Forgive me for saying, but… you still are.”

“Ah!” She gasped and shoved him. “And here I thought we were friends.”

“Of course we are, my dear Marinette,” he knelt and grasped her hand, “can you ever forgive me?”

When they finally reached Eden’s justice building, Felix stopped.

Marinette turned to see tears in his eyes. “Hey... What’s wrong?”

“I just…” He took a deep breath. “This case is going to determine a good part of my future, whether I get to have a family.”

“What?”

“I don’t have parents.” He declared bluntly. “These people met me and wanted to adopt me, but Eden’s never delt with an adoption case before, they’re fighting for me.”

“Oh... Felix,” she rested her hand on his shoulder, “let’s just wait in my aunts office, you don’t have to go into that room.”

“Yes, thank you.”

Eden is known as a “the city of beauty,” because of not only the kind and giving nature of its citizens, but the natural light it uses when the sun goes down.

It’s common knowledge that Eden’s main export is gemstones. The precious rocks are integral in Eden’s native culture.

One stone that they refuse to export is called “Moonglow Stone.” It acts similar to the moon in the way it reflects light, but solely the moons light.

All of Eden’s roads are paved in Moonglow and the buildings are speckeled with its shine. When the sun goes down, the whole town is illuminated in the pale, tinted light.

Marinette walked home, arm in arm with Felix, chatting up a storm.

When Bridgette entered her office the first thing Marinette did was ask if Felix got adopted.

The minute the first letter poured from her mouth, Marinette was laughing with glee and pulling Felix, who had a rather stunned look on his face, close to her.

As it turned out, the man adopting Felix was Bridgette’s next door neighbor, Charles Culpa.

Bridgette and Charles were quite close friends and were having a calm conversation while the buildings slowly began to glow in the absence of the sun.

“Felix, look!” Marinette pointed at the Eden Spire, the center of the city. “It’s happening!”

The spire’s stones began to illuminate, starting at the bottom and making their way to the top at a snails pace.

When it was finished, the tower was a myriad of pastel shades. Marinette smiled softly, tilting her head. It felt like home again.

She felt a squeeze on her hand and looked down to see Felix’s fingers laced with hers. She felt her smile growing as she squeezed his hand back.

While Paris is the city of love, Eden and the surrounding area has been known as the place of soulmates.

“It’s not always romantic love,” an anonymous source declares, “its an unspoken bond that can be platonic as well.”

The first feeling a blue haired citizen of Eden will have when they find their bond is called “Star glitter,” which is deep seeded in old Eden mythology.

Marinette sighed, content as she stared out the window at the moon. Her letter to Nino was almost finished.

Just before she signed her name, a flash of white caught her eye. She followed it and saw Felix, rearranging his room.

He pushed the desk up to the window and sat down pulling out a notebook and sketching in it.

She felt her heart flutter as she observed the dillegent look on his face.

Nope, no, no stalking, Marinette!

She pulled down the blinds and hid her burning face in her hands. When she looked up, she saw the remnants of the glitter she was using on her newest design.

It shined like stars.

[edendaphne]

I actually started this piece a while back but then our whole family got Covid, so I've been out of commission for a while. I'm finally feeling better and was able to finish this yesterday, and I think I'm happy with how it turned out!

Anyway, this was another case of "this was meant to be a sketch" that I got carried away with 🤣 But TheFalseVyper's Lady Noire design for her ML Monster Hunter AU is one of the prettiest redesigns I've seen, so I couldn't help myself 😍 

[tswillowstan]

I draw @edendaphne’s art last night. It’s from “It’s A Secret”. Actually, I’ve never drawn any characters in my own style so, sorry Eden😅😇. Anyways, how is it?😊

[powerdragonmoon]

Matinee

After another long and grueling morning, Marinette finds some comfort in an empty theatre, treating herself to a matinee showing of one of Adrien Agreste's latest pictures.

This is a quick oneshot/birthday present for the lovely, beautiful, and amazingly talented @edendaphne --her birthday was on the 12th but be sure to send her all the best wishes and love!! 

I based it on her Miraculous Ladybug Gangster AU (Click here for her awesome post about it!!)

(ao3 link)

Marinette settled into one of the many available chairs, relishing the soft plush  seat along with the still quiet and darkness of the vacant theatre. Monday morning matinees always seemed to lay in their own void within the universe, offering Marinette some much needed peace after another morning of hard work at the bakery. Her muscles ached from kneading dough, carrying bags of flour, and running back and forth between the kitchen and front counter—not including the general burden on everyone as they tried to make due with living in the time of the Great Depression. Money was scarce and because of it, Marinette found herself working around the clock in order to make ends meet.

So as she caught the familiar sound of the projector starting up, Marinette rolled her shoulders and stretched out her neck. She took off her jacket, laying it over the seat beside her. A familiar feeling of guilt rose up in her gut as she thought about the price of her ticket, as it usually did on her almost-weekly-now visits, but she suppressed it. She had earned this.

Or perhaps, Ladybug had earned this...

But Marinette was Ladybug after all.

And with the latest profit from the latest Miraculous heist, the outlaw duo of Ladybug and Chat Noir had not only been able to save a foreclosed orphanage, make a generous donation to an understaffed hospital, and assist a local soup kitchen for citizens in need, but Marinette also had enough money left over from her gradual deposits into her parents cash drawer to allow her this luxury: going to watch a film.

And not just any film.

An Adrien Agreste Picture.

So she relaxed, enjoying the quiet of the empty theatre. In front of her, stretched out across the screen a pre-show short ran—a silly little animation about a troublesome cat—and she smiled.

From behind her, she heard the distant sound of the theatre door opening and closing, but she paid it no mind, even as the sound of steps neared closer and closer…

Even as a gloved hand landed on her shoulder.

No, Marinette didn’t even flinch, fully expecting to find the armed and dangerous, one of Paris’ most wanted criminals, Chat Noir, smiling down at her.

Without even sparing him a glance, Marinette whispered, “You’re late!”

She turned as she heard him jump, watching in exasperation as he hopped over the seats from the row behind her.

“Why are we whispering?” he answered as he settled into the seat beside her, his usual black suit jacket replaced with a dark grey trench coat, the collar of it turned up to graze his chin, as if to add an air of anonymity to himself. Marinette scoffed at the thought, as if that wasn’t already clear from the black mask he wore and his signature trilby hat—the black ribbon of which wrapped about the brim, comedically peaking into two points above his head, mimicking cat ears

“Because we are in the theatre!” Marinette muttered, a little more loudly than before.

Chat Noir dramatically looked around them, craning his neck and laughing, “Sorry Princess, but looks like it’s just you and me today…as usual”

Early weekday matinees didn’t seem to attract very many movie-goers, and it was something that both Chat Noir and Marinette had long since come to appreciate. Their almost weekly meetups gave them both a break. For Marinette it was a break from the hustle and bustle of working tirelessly, helping her parents failing business, the rest of her free time was easily  eaten away by her vigilante escapades and side business of seamstressing.

For Chat Noir, it also seemed like a much needed reprieve from whatever these hard times were plaguing him with. Marinette knew better than to ask. And she found herself enjoying this side of him. He was calmer, quieter—albeit his signature flirting and knack for puns shone through every once in awhile. But it was a side that Marinette didn’t see that often from her partner, and it was in this odd friendship that they both seemed to find some solace.

And so Marinette smiled, reaching into her purse and pulling out a small package from the bakery. “Well,” she said, tucking her purse away on the empty seat beside her, “I guess since it’s only us, I’ll have to share.”

“How about a trade?” Chat Noir answered.

Marinette turned, finding that familiar mischievous grin on his face. In his hand, he held out a single pink rose.

Laughing, she reached out for the flower, her fingers tangling with his for a moment before she offered him the box of cookies, which he quickly accepted.

“One rose for a dozen cookies?” she said, arching an eyebrow, “I know the economy hasn’t been it’s best, but I feel like I’m being cheated here somehow…”

“Last time you said, ‘less is more’ remember?” he pouted.

“That’s cause you basically stole an entire flowershop last time!” Marinette giggled.

Chat Noir laughed, “I was trying to make a good impression! It was a date afterall!”  

“For the last time it wasn’t a date!”

“Well forgive me if I want practice before My Lady finally accepts my offer of proposal!”

Marinette was forever in debt to the dark dim lighting of the theatre. It hid the blush that rose to her cheeks.

“I-well, it’s…! Uh…” She couldn’t quite think of a proper response, guilt flooded her senses and stared in disbelief at the wistful look on Chat Noir’s face as he looked off, not even paying attention to the show in front of them. It was a look she had seen before and it told her exactly what he was thinking about...his Lady, Ladybug, who was Marinette, and sitting right beside him.

She knew she shouldn’t have kissed him during that whole Dark Cupid debacle.

“What can I say?” he smirked, finally coming back to his senses to turn back towards her, “At least I wasn’t caught red handed!”

Marinette caught herself from staring too long at his lips to stubbornly look away, trying to pass it off as being put off by another one of his puns. Instead, she felt the ghosting memory of the touch of his lips on hers and jumped, turning back when she heard him speak once more.

“Get it?” he continued, unaware of her troubles, pointing to the pink rose in her hand, “Cause it’s pink—not red! Come on! I know you like pink! Didn’t you say—”

In front of them an opening crescendo of music burst, giving Marinette a welcome distraction from the thoughts and memories running through her mind.

“Shhhhhhh! It’s starting!” she said as she pressed a hand to the mouth that was causing her so much trouble and turned to face the screen.

Under her hand she felt his lips move, “But you’ve already seen it!”

Marinette dropped her hand as the opening credits began, totally deaf to Chat Noir’s annoyed muttering.

Her eyes locked on the first name to light up the screen.

Adrien Agreste.

She could feel Chat Noir’s eyes still on her and her blush intensified. Without even looking his way she crossed her arms and muttered, “Just eat your cookies!”

On the screen Adrien came into frame, his bright smile breaking through the black and white projection to add colour into Marinette’s life.

She still remembers the first time she saw him. How lovely his was walking into her parent’s bakery and how brilliant and green his eyes were. She had no idea who he was, but was immediately drawn to his friendly, shy demeanour. His visits became more and more frequent until it was almost everyday that he would stop by for a quick breakfast, and each day he would make her mornings brighter.

It wasn’t until weeks later that Alya shouted at her that he was the Adrien Agreste, movie star extraordinaire. But by then it was too late, Marinette had long since fallen head over heels for the man with the golden hair and a sunshine smile.

The movie started, a quiet story about young love and loss. And the pair fell into their usual silence, Marinette enjoying the film play out before them, while Chat Noir quietly munched away at his gifted cookies. Every once and awhile he would whisper something in her ear, a witty comment, some extra tidbit of information about the film, or another terrible pun that would garner a scoff from Marinette, or in a few cases uncontrollable giggles.

Until soon enough the film started to come to a close. On screen the story became a sombre love story that ended in tragedy. And Marinette felt her eyes dampen as she watched Adrien’s character fall deathly ill. Even though she had already seen this film countless times, she couldn’t hold back the tears for much longer, they easily escaped, running down her face as she watched, mystified by the performance before her.

“He doesn’t look that sick—”

Chat Noir paused, eyes wide as he caught the tears on her face, Marinette laughed in embarrassment, bringing her hands to wipe away her tears, not able to meet his eyes.

Then his gloved hands were on hers pushing a soft handkerchief into her palm, which she reluctantly accepted with a grateful smile.

He really was the greatest, too sweet, and unfailingly nice. As the film came to a close, Marinette laid her head on his shoulder, using his handkerchief to catch her tears. Chat Noir seemed to respond in kind, gently lifting his arm to wrap around her.

It wasn’t until later as Marinette was walking out into the early afternoon sun, the dust of Paris greeting her once more, that she realized she had forgotten to give Chat Noir his handkerchief. She patted the used cloth in her coat pocket making sure that it was there and reminding herself to wash it before returning it back to him next week…

Which meant she failed to notice the fancy monogram at the corner…at least for the time being.

A.A.

[miraculousfanworks]

Artist Spotlight: Spibbyz

The Miraculous Fanworks Discord server's spotlight highlights content creators in the community! Each month, one artist and one writer will have their accounts and content promoted on our social media accounts.

This month’s artist of the month is Spibbyz! See the writer of the month post here!

Izzy is a fantastic artist, posting a variety of content with unique designs and concepts! From darker pieces to cute cuddles, she's done it all.

We’ve interviewed Izzy, asking her questions about her artworks, fanworks, and advice for other artists!

1. How long have you been drawing in general?

I have been drawing ever since I was 14, so it’s been about four years! I got into drawing after visiting my cousin, who works as a storyboard director for different animations. I’ve always been interested in the arts but 14 is when I started to really take art seriously. Now, I’m actually studying to be a graphic designer, so this choice is currently changing my life. Wild!

2. How long have you been creating for the fandom, and what's your favorite part of the process?

I’ve been creating for the fandom ever since 2017, so about the same amount of time as I’ve been drawing. I think my favorite part of the process is sharing works in progress and seeing my friends/followers get excited about them. I also recently had someone recreate one of my pieces of artwork (the first time that’s ever happened!) and that made me feel really warm inside. There’s something about people viewing something you’ve spent a lot of time on and be inspired to create themselves! Another thing I really love is being able to collaborate with so many people. I’ve participated in two zines so far and am currently finishing up stuff for the ML Big Bang (whoop!) and the sense of fulfillment I get when working with others is amazing. Collaboration in smaller ways is another highlight too; asking for feedback on WIPs and talking about others about their own creations really add to the experience!

3. Has there been anything in particular that influences your style?

There are a lot of artists who have really helped me to learn and get better as I draw more. Some of my earlier influences were other ML fandom creators like Ceejurs, Eden Daphne and Laia Lopez, but more recently I’ve been finding inspiration outside of other fanart. Lately, I’ve been getting inspiration from revamped comic books (specifically spider man) and renaissance paintings for their use of color. Tim Burton is another inspiration of mine as I’m starting to draw more gothic/creepy stuff that doesn’t really wander into the horror category. I also get inspired by Edwardian and Victorian fashion when drawing clothing for characters. Their dresses and jackets are the definition of fabulous!

4. Do you have any advice you'd like to give to other creators?

Create for yourself! I’ve been having more fun with my art recently because I’m making content that I would personally like to see. Obviously, we as artists and writers love when other people consume our content, but it’s so so so important to enjoy what you put out into the world as well! Another piece of advice is to think outside the box. Sometimes niche interests don’t get too much traction due to, well, being niche, but it’s sometimes nice to be completely creative. I do that with my vampire AU(s) and those allow me to create all types of pieces that are unique to me as an artist.

5. How do you think the identity reveal is going to go? Feel free to write something quick if you want to!

To be honest, I do wish the reveal had been legit at the end of Ephemeral(it was written so well ;-;), but I think a good alternative would be to write something super dramatic to make up for that. I think it’s going to happen during a final showdown with Hawk Moth where he will take one of their miraculous, probably Marinette’s, leaving the reveal one-sided at first. Maybe that’s just how I want it to go down, but hey, you have to manifest what you want to happen! I just hope it happens sometime soon because I’ve been ready for years :>!

Izzy can be found here on Tumblr @spibbyz and on Instragram under the same name, spibbyz. Some of her works include a Roswell-inspired Marichat comic, a vampire!Chat Blanc Mariblanc piece, and an illustration from one of her own fics, "Driven by the Strangled Vein". Go check them out!

Interested in being featured? Come join the server!

[spartanxhunterx]

Cause my brain is a damn mess, I am now fixating on The Miraculous Borderlands AU and can only summon the energy for writing that.

But before I start I need ideas for the other ML and Borderlands Characters.

Established characters:

Marinette

Adrien

Nino

Alya

Chloé

Sabrina

Rodger

Gabriel

Juleka

Rose

Alix

Chris

All of Alya's family (although still open to some ideas here)

Fl4K

Moxxi

Ellie

Brick

Mordicai

Tina

Half established Character's:

Mylene

Ivan

Zero

Luka

Anarka

All Character's above and below this are fair game for ideas. All Character's must come from either.

Pandora

Promethia

Some can be from:

Eden Six

But it should make sense to do so.

[space--butterflies]

3 18 23

This one’s kinda long so it’s under a cut! ♥

3. What is that one scene that you’ve always wanted to write but can’t be arsed to write all of the set-up and context it would need? (consider this permission to write it and/or share it anyway)

Hmmmmmmmm, honestly? I don’t think I’ve had that issue yet? Sure there are scenes that I have written but have cut because I didn’t need them anymore or just didn’t like how it turned out, but I haven’t not written a scene because I didn’t want to do the setup and context for it.

18. Do any of your stories have alternative versions? (plotlines that you abandoned, AUs of your own work, different characterisations?) Tell us about them.

Man, Peev and Beyond have so many different versions and dropped plot lines;

There’s a dropped plot line from Beyond where Cass and Eugene have to pretend to be Varian’s parents for some reason.

There’s another scrapped plotline that focused on the boys, but I recycled that one for Peev.

I was gonna have Varian be the reincarnation of Demanitus instead of going with Moonboy, I even started to set it up by having Vigor become attached to him right away because he recognized him.

In my Original draft for The House of Yesterday’s Tomorrow arc, I was gonna have Varian go check on Ruddiger only to discover the tree blocking their path had been cut, which would then result in Mathews knocking him out and leaving him out in the storm only to be found by Eugene and Lance when they go to see what’s taking him so long. He’d then have a nasty case of pneumonia which forced the gang to stay longer than they intended and Zhan TIri would try and manipulate him in his fevered state to take the Moonstone, but I couldn’t figure out how to end the arc with that in mind so I dropped it and stuck with Canon But Varian is there.

I was gonna do the Gothel Twist. I had it written out. More than once! I was gonna go with canon and have Cass be Gothel’s daughter, and then later I was this 👌 close to revealing that Eden was her daughter instead but chickened out. THat’s what my Tale of Two Sisters rewrite was gonna reveal.

I was gonna have Quirin die in the amber.

I made an entire AU where Eden takes Cass with her and she and Var grow up as brother and sister and am very much thinking of rewriting everything with this au in mind once I’m done with the current version. That’s all. For now. Trust me I will think of more I promise.

23. What’s the story idea you’ve had in your head for the longest?

I have two I came up with around the same time but uuuh;

Fairy Dance arc from SAO rewrite where the pervy guy has Kirito in a coma still to black mail Asuna into marrying him, but Asuna becomes a kick-ass fairy knight to save prince kitty toe from the bad mad and she gets to stab a pervet.

and also a Frozen/ML AU thing where Adrien and Felix are Anna and Elsa respectively and Marinette and Luka share the role of Kristoff and Gabe’s the bad guy. I actually wrote that one last year before I started Beyond but I’m too shy to post it and would probably end up rewriting it if I were gonna.

[vitaliciouscreations]

Drop of Paradise - Part 2

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Note: Bridgette and Sabine speak a little English in this part, but since I’m writing this in English, all of the “English” is really badly translated French. I’m so sorry for the badly translated French. Edit: Thanks to @dargeon-lissa the French is now significantly less badly translated.

“Hi, Marinette!”

Marinette turned her head to look at the door of the bakery and smiled when she saw Rose coming through it, followed closely by Juleka. Unfortunately Juleka was followed closely by Lila, and the smile dropped from Marinette’s face before it even had time to fully form.

Rose skipped up to the counter, happy and cheerful as always, and beamed at Marinette. Juleka gave Marinette a much more sedate smile. Lila, behind the other two, gave Marinette a downright nasty look that Marinette was kind enough to ignore.

“Hello, Rose. Hello, Juleka.” Marinette took a moment to swallow her pride and put on her customer service face. “Hello, Lila. What are you doing here?”

Had that sounded too demanding? Too rude? Marinette sent a look to her mother who was tending the register, but she didn’t seem to be paying attention to Marinette’s conversation with her friends. Or rather, her friends and Lila, but Sabine didn’t know about that.

“Lila knows a producer in Japan who works with Babymetal!” Rose said. “He’s looking for a new sound and Lila said that Kitty Section would be perfect! We called an impromptu band practice so Lila can send him a recording! Isn’t that just fantastic, Marinette?!”

“It would be fantastic if you guys caught the attention of someone like that in the music business,” Marinette agreed. “But don’t get your hopes up, okay?”

Rose’s excited smile dropped off her face and Marinette hated it. She hated seeing her friends upset, and she hated being the one to upset them. More than that, though, she hated Lila for offering out fake opportunities like she did. Winding Marinette’s friends up like puppets when she knew eventually the strings she had them dancing on would unravel, along with every lie she’d ever told them.

“Why shouldn’t she get her hopes up, Marinette?” Lila asked in a sickly-sweet voice. “A little optimism is good, right?”

Not when it gets them to believe liars like you, Marinette thought, biting back the words and glaring at Lila. Rose and Juleka shifted uncomfortably.

Marinette forced herself to stop glaring and instead focused on Rose and Juleka. “So, are you guys here to get some snacks for practice?”

“Yup!” Rose chirped. “It’ll be just the five of us, so I was thinking we’d get a box of twenty assorted macarons? And maybe a bag of croissants. Is that alright?”

“That’s just fine,” Marinette said with a smile. “Any preferences on what flavor of macarons?”

“Surprise us!”

“You know,” Lila began as Marinette turned her back to begin the order. “My great grandfather used to own a bakery back in Italy.”

“Really?” Rose asked, already on the hook.

Marinette heard the door to the bakery open as Lila continued. “Oh yes. He taught me how to make the best tiramisu in the world! Of course, I have a hard time baking now with my arthritis and everything, so I have to settle for buying baked goods nowadays.”

“Oh,” Rose crooned. “That’s so terrible.”

“That sucks,” Juleka mumbled.

“Mom,” Marinette called out. “Do you know if the new batch of strawberry cheesecake macarons is done yet?”

Marinette’s mom didn’t respond. Marinette dropped the fifth croissant into the bag and then glanced over to see why her mom hadn’t said anything. Then she nearly dropped the bag.

Standing across from her mother at the counter was none other than Marinette’s favorite cousin, and she was quite the spectacle. Bridgette was wearing a gorgeous gradient blue-to-purple cheongsam that Marinette was dying to get a closer look at, along with a big, floppy sun hat and novelty Eiffel Tower sunglasses. She also had a duffel bag slung over her shoulder and a huge grin on her face.

“That’s a… look,” Lila said in a rude voice. For once Marinette didn’t even mind her comment, too surprised at seeing Bridgette.

“Bridgette!” she called out, and Bridgette turned to look at her. Her grin widened even further upon seeing Marinette and she strode over.

“Ah, et Marinette. Je ne veux pas sonner comme une vieil dame très sentimental, mais tu as tellement grandi depuis que tu as quitté Eden. Tu es presque une adulte maintenant!” Bridgette said in what Marinette recognized as English, but couldn’t understand.

“Oh, Bridgette, Marinette ne sait pas encore parler anglais,” Marinette’s mother said, also in English.

“My bad,” Bridgette said in much more understandable Eden-dialect Chinese, and grinned at Marinette. “Hello Marinette. It’s very nice to see you again.”

“Yeah!” Marinette agreed, switching into Eden-dialect Chinese as well with only a little difficulty. “I’m happy to see you too, Bridgette!”

Bridgette laughed sweetly. “Thank you, Marinette. I see that your sweetness hasn’t changed with your age. But, ah,” Bridgette cast a look in the direction of Rose, Juleka, and Lila. “Don’t let me interrupt you and your friends.”

Bridgette waved at Marinette and headed back over to Sabine, and Marinette turned back to Rose, Juleka, and Lila.

“Wow, Marinette!” Rose exclaimed. “I didn’t know you spoke a language other than French! And who was that? She’s so pretty!”

Marinette smiled at Rose. “That’s my cousin, Bridgette. She came to help me with my presentation for multicultural week.” Marinette set the bag of croissants down on the counter. “I’m gonna go check if Papa has finished with the new batch of strawberry cheesecake macarons. I know they’re your favorite, Rose.”

“I can handle that,” Marinette’s mother said, coming over to them. “Marinette, why don’t you show Bridgette upstairs to your room? I know you have a lot of things you want to talk about with her having to do with your upcoming presentation.” She gave Marinette a knowing look, and Marinette blushed.

“Okay, Mama, but call me down if you need any more help.” Marinette turned to Bridgette. “C’mon, I’ll show you upstairs.”

Bridgette blinked at her uncomprehendingly.

Marinette’s cheeks heated even further. “Ah, sorry. I guess you don’t understand French. Mama suggested I show up to my room, so…”

Bridgette nodded. “Of course. Thank you Marinette.”

Marinette ushered Bridgette through the gap in the side of the counter and lead her into the back. It looked like the new batch of strawberry cheesecake macarons were indeed done, so Rose would be happy.

“I actually wanted to ask you about something,” Bridgette said as they reached the stairs at the very back of the bakery. “Like you said, I don’t speak French. I decided English would be a better language to learn considering how broadly it is spoken across the world. That, and it was easier to learn in Eden than French was.” Bridgette laughed into her hand as they reached the top of the stairs. Marinette began to take her shoes off, and Bridgette followed her example.“I was told that giving my presentation to the French President and Parliament in English would be fine, but I doubt your classmates will understand it as easily. So, I wanted to ask you if you’d be okay with acting as a translator during the presentation at your school?”

“Of course!” Marinette agreed easily. They reached the steep stairs leading up to Marinette’s room. “Watch your step.”

“Thank you, Marinette,” Bridgette said. “For the warning and the future translation.”

“Of course,” Marinette said again. She lifted the trap door and climbed through it before holding it open so Bridgette could do the same. “This is my room. We figured you could sleep in here for as long as you’re in Paris. You can take the chaise or the bed, your choice.”

Bridgette smiled at her. “The chaise seems just fine, Marinette, but thank you.”

Marinette smiled back. “Yeah, of course. Now, ah, do you want to get settled in, or…”

“Actually,” Bridgette said with a sly smile. “I am quite interested in hearing what you have to say. Aunt Sabine mentioned you have a great many ideas on things to do for your presentation?”

Marinette flushed. “Ah, yeah. I guess I got a little enthusiastic. I’m just… really excited.”

“You should be excited!” Bridgette exclaimed. “Eden is finally revealing itself to the world. It’s all very exciting! Now, tell me more about these ideas.”

-

Lila Rossi was the daughter of an important Italian diplomat who brought her daughter with her wherever she went. From Venice to Barcelona, and London to Paris. With so many changes in location over the course of her short life, Lila had developed some very specific abilities. Among them the ability to fit in at any new school by telling people what they wanted to hear, and the ability to say those things in many different languages. Including English.

Eden. Of course that little brat was from Eden. The biggest news story of the century, and of course Marinette Dupain-Cheng was at the center of it. She was at the center of everything Lila deserved to be at the center of, wasn’t she? And come next week, she would be the center of everyone’s attention for weeks to come.

Lila shook her head, well-concealed rage coursing through her veins as she exited the bakery behind Rose and Juleka. Not if Lila had anything to do with it.

“Have you guys heard about Eden yet?” Lila asked as the three of them began to make their way down the street.

“Of course!” Rose exclaimed. “It’s so amazing! A secret Chinese city hidden in the mountains, a secret for millennia? I’m getting inspired just thinking about it! Maybe we can write a Kitty Section song about it!”

“That would be awesome,” Juleka mumbled. Ugh, Lila hated the mumbling.

“I could help you with it,” she offered. “I know a lot about Eden that most people don’t. I actually volunteered there for a whole year when I was younger.”

“Really?!” Rose squealed, and Juleka looked at Lila with interest. Lila hid a smirk. Too easy.

-

Translations (what I meant for the translations to say, anyway):

Ah, and Marinette. Not to sound like a sentimental, old woman, but you’ve grown so much since you left Eden. You’re almost an adult now.

Oh, Bridgette, Marinette doesn’t know very much English yet.

[dandelionflower]

Felinette Month Day 8

Myths

Once, when time was young, there was a single being. He was blond, pale, and blue eyed. He called himself Sun.

Sun would walk around the circumference of the Earth, burning the soil and evaporating the water. He didn’t care. Nothing on this planet was worth the remorse, it was a selfish, hateful planet and it did not deserve his mercy.

One day, he turned around, to observe his wreckage, when he noticed something on the horizon.

A girl, with blue hair and bluer eyes was dancing over the ocean, pulling the waves to match her movements.

Sun was entranced, he walked towards this figure and the two met in a shining eclipse.

He took her hands in his own and spun her in a graceful dance, their footprints shining as the first stars appeared in their wake.

Breathless, she introduced herself as Moon, and Sun was in love.

They talked for a while, and Sun learned that Moon had not seen the selfishness he had on Earth, she believed they should leave and protect a new civilization from the skies, and Sun wholeheartedly agreed.

The two danced with each other into the air, marveling at how they fit with each other so well.

They parted ways, for the darkness and light cannot share the skies for too long, before confusion occurs.

Sun left first, finding it best to turn his back to his only love, to keep himself from staying with her forever.

But Moon, Moon stared at him as he left, a yearning deep in her soul.

She chased after him, desperately trying to reach her dance partner again.

She would run and run, weeping sweet tears of joy whenever she found herself sharing sky with him. She would wave and cry out to him, and send comets, carrying heartfelt letters to him.

In return, he would wave back and send his own letters in the clouds.

Every few years, the two overcome the barriers between them and meet in another eclipse for another dance, before parting ways yet again.

Occasionally, Moon would lose sight of her dear Sun, the jealous Earth between them, and she would weep, and shout for him until she was red in the face.

The two are still stuck in this game of cat and mouse, which only ends for mere minutes, before the lovers must part from their eclipse to do their duities for humanity once again.

………

This is kinda part of my take on Edens (from @miraculous-of-salt s Eden AU) mythology, which I think would have a big focus on the sun and moon.

[edendaphne]

Something that’s been in my WIP folder for months now: some expression practice I worked on little by little, featuring Discordant Sonata AU’s Ladybug.

(Also in one of the pics there’s a small teaser about what’s coming up in the story) ;)

I used a different pencil brush on each one, to see which ones I liked best, usually as a warmup. (I’ll post the brushes on my Patreon whenever I get the chance, since I’ll be flying across the country today to visit family for the first time in two years) 😃

Bonus: Flirty Ladybug, a little bit older than the AU’s current timeline, nonchalantly giving Chat a heart attack ;*

[sunshinechii-scenarios]

NCT Masterlist

Main ML // Request Info!  // Are Our Requests Open?

Last updated:April.14.19

A/N: I decided to move all my NCT stuff to a separate masterlist! This makes it easier for the NCTzens on my blog and for all the other fans so they aren’t scrolling through our super long ml! - Chii

➼ Sunset Ride // Renjun x FM!Reader // f ⎼ 1.6k words ➼  Vampire Masquerade ( Vampire AU ) // Taeil, Yuta, Mark, Johnny, Winwin & Kun x F!Reader // s ⎼ 2.5k words  ➼ Neverland // Renjun x FM!Reader // a ⎼ 1.1k words  ➼ Motherly // Yuta x FM!Reader // f & a ⎼ 1.3k words ➼ Lighting (HP!AU) // Jaemin x FM!Reader // f & s ⎼ 3.7k words  ➼ For Eden // Renjun x FM!Reader // f ⎼ 2.4k words ➼ Spin the bottle (College AU) // Mark x FM!Reader // f & s ⎼ 4.7k words ➼ Kiss the Pain away // Renjun x FM!Reader // f, s & a ⎼ 2.3k words ➼ go to hell // Johnny x FM!Reader // a ⎼ 1k words ➼ family first and always // Poly!Kun & Johnny x Female!Reader (mentions of Jaehyun + Poly!Norenmin X Female!reader)  // f & a ⎼ 1.4k words ➼ goodbye angel // Doyoung x FM!Reader // a ⎼ 0.7k words

➼『NCT date drabbles』Night date w/Mark // N!Reader // f ⎼ 850 words 

➼ CT Green & White BF!Jaehyun  // f  ➼ Yellow Chenle (Surprise Hani!! ♡)  ➼ Carnival Date w/Lucas // f ➼ Ice cream date w/WinWin ➼ Warlock Ten  ➼ Prince Taeyong  ➼ Orange-Green Yuta ➼ Mafia Johnny ➼ Soft Jungwoo  ➼ Sugar Daddy Jaehyun ➼ Red Taeil  ➼ Soft!Renjun ➼ White Jaehyun  ➼ BFFs!Lucas and Jaehyun ➼ BF!Jaemin ➼ Blue Renjun ➼ Dark!Renjun ➼ Dark!Jeno ➼ Soft!Renjun ➼ Pink Renjun ➼ Poseidon!Johnny ➼ BF!Jaemin  ➼ School Playboy Renjun  ➼ Trouble Makers 00 line + Female reader  ➼ Dark!Jaemin ➼ Vampire!Jaehyun + Red & Black  ➼ Black & White Jeno ➼ Red Vintage Jaehyun ➼ White Renjun

➼ Boyfriend!Renjun ➼ Ex!Mark

➼ Coffee Date w/ Mark ➼ Sugar Baby for Jaehyun

Blurbs

➼「10:55 pm」Renjun  ➼「11:03 pm」 Johnny ➼「7:07 pm」Jaehyun ➼「11:11 pm」Renjun  ➼「4:29 pm」Renjun ➼「6:00 pm」Jaemin and Renjun ➼「11:11 pm」Renjun ➼「1:36 pm」Renjun ➼「6:35 pm」Mark  ➼「11:55 am」Renjun  ➼「8:16 am」BadBoy!Jeno ➼「2:32 pm」Artist!Renjun ➼「1:29 pm」Johnny  ➼「2:27 am」Renjun  ➼「9:02 pm」Mark  ➼「4:29 pm」Yukhei  ➼「4:23 pm」Jisung  ➼「8:14 pm」BadBoy!Renjun ➼「10:16 pm」Renjun  ➼「11:22 pm」YouTuber!Mark  ➼「11:22 am」Barista!Chenle  ➼「7:01 am」Baker!Taeyong  ➼「02:05 pm」Tutor!Jisung  ➼「06:06 pm」Classmate!Donghyuck  ➼「07:13 am」Playboy!Jaemin   ➼「8:01 pm」Renjun ➼「12:49 am」Haku!Mark ➼「12:30 am」Howl!Renjun ➼「12:37 pm」Black Butler!Johnny & Phantomhive!Jisung.  ➼「10:15 pm」Jaemin ➼「2:41 am」 Renjun  ➼「7:33 pm」Mark  ➼「2:51 am」Prince!Renjun  ➼「1:45 am」Norenmin ➼「2:49 am」00 line  ➼「00:00」Renjun  ➼「1:33 am」Renjun ➼「2:49 am」00Line ➼「1:33 am」Renjun ➼「9:54 pm」Renjun ➼「10:18am」Renjun ➼『12:00 AM』Renjun ➼『9:38 PM』Husband!Kun, Jaehyun & Johnny ➼『9:47 PM』Dad!Kun & Johnny

➼ Candles that remind me of Renjun

➼ WayV crack hours pt. 1

[powerdragonmoon]

@matchaball 

Adrien let out a laugh, rubbing his forehead before slowly reaching up to take off his date’s hat—the last remaining obstacle between them. As his hand brushed against Nino’s hair, the comedy and awkwardness of the whole situation seemed to melt away and the two men stared at one another before moving forward once more, only this time, their lips finally met.  

Adrien never thought he would ever be so grateful to have swiped right on his phone screen and yet as he sighed appreciatively at the warm kiss, he couldn’t for the life of him remember why he hadn’t downloaded that app earlier.

Send me a pairing and a prompt and I’ll write a three-sentence drabble!!

[seitosokusha]

Writing Self-Evaluation for 2016

Tagged by @dandelion-san

1. List of works published this year:

This might take awhile...

Pieces of Love (KHR)

we are the poisoned youth (KHR/HP) 

Try to Picture Me Without You (but I can’t) (KHR)

It Takes a Village (KHR)

A Leap of Faith (BNHA)

Dying Matchsticks (KHR)

Mother Hens (BNHA)

Drops of Poison (BNHA)

Goddamn Namimori (KHR)

To an Early Grave (BNHA)

Magic in the World (KHR)

Speak Your Mind (KHR)

Bury Me In Satin (KHR)

Cooking Fail (KHR)

Sugar Sugar (KHR) 

Miraculous (KHR/ML) 

Something of Value (KHR)

Sleeping Habits (KHR)

Growing Pains (KHR)

The Sports Day Incident (KHR)

What are Words (KHR)

Freckles (KHR)

Marshmallow and Grape Candy War (KHR)

Tsuna’s School of Awesomeness (KHR)

Chocolate Wishes (KHR)

Everything Can Change (KHR)

Judgement Call (KHR)

Dead Offerings (KHR)

Patience (KHR)

I Will Follow (KHR)

Eden (KHR)

Cosplay (KHR)

Nostalgia (KHR)

As If In Prayer (KHR)

Semblance of Prayer (KHR)

Chapters 18-27 of We Weren’t Born to Follow (KHR)

Does not include If There’s a Song in Your Heart, A Song Only We Can Heard, AU posts here and whatever was written during Nano and hasn’t been posted yet.

Holy crap. That’s about 73K in words + 50k for WWBtF chapters + 50K for Nano = 173k in words or so?!?!?!

If I remember correctly, normal novels average about 80K... I COULD HAVE WRITTEN TWO ORIGINAL STORIES. 

WHEN DID I HAVE TIME TO WRITE THIS MUCH? HOW?! -baffled- 

2. Work you are most proud of (and why): -SLAM DOWN LINK- We Weren’t Born to Follow 

Look, look. I wrote 50k for this fic. It’s so detailed and the fact that I’ve stuck with it so far is amazing. I hate multi-chapter fics because they don’t get enough love (from my one shot bias pov). People are attached to my OCs (love ones I want them to love, hate the ones I hate, feel sympathy, are curious, THEY’RE INTERESTED.) 

3. Work you are least proud of (and why): Well, I didn’t really like how Chocolate Wishes came out, but it was a gift request with an OOC situation... I don’t like that I couldn’t make it work. : / 

I’m not happy with Eden either but that’s poor plot planning on my part. (And probably why it’s gonna get abandoned...)

4. A favorite excerpt of your writing:

Have my most recent one (and a teaser for the next chapter of WWBtF)

Drowning

Ienari’s greatest fear was drowning. If he taught himself how to be the strongest swimmer possible, strong enough that swim club often begged him to leave behind Karate and join them, that wasn’t anyone’s business.

If anyone ever asked Nana, Nana wouldn’t be able to explain why Ienari felt like that. There had never been any incidents at the local pools or the one or two vacations to the ocean they had taken. There wasn’t any cause of Ienari to be afraid of drowning and she had no idea where the fear could have come from.

But the sinking feeling, the inability to breath, it followed Ienari in the back of his mind.

In many ways, to someone like Reborn, he didn’t quite understand why Ienari had a crush on Hisen of all people. Hisen was an ocean, violent and stormy. She engulfed everything, the rain that drowned. Ienari who was afraid of drowning was in love with the one girl who would drown him in everything, power, love, and pure intensity.

Ienari was afraid of drowning.

Falling

On the other end, Tsuna’s greatest fear was falling.

This too would baffle Reborn. Tsuna loved the sky, found solace in high places, delicately balanced on the rooftops and drew lazy loops in the air, flying with his Sky Flames. Tsuna was comfortable high up in the air.

Tsuna would never tell Reborn, but sometimes Tsuna felt like Icarus, flying so confidently, only to get too close the sun. Falling, crashing back down to the earth with no one to catch him.

Tsuna was afraid of falling.

Mirror Reality

The reality of it was the one who couldn’t breath was Tsuna. The reality of it was Ienari was the one who fell.

Where did it begin and where did it end?

5. Share or describe a favorite review you received: Recently, someone left about 30 reviews (roughly one per chapter + bonus) on WWBtF. Each one was long and beautiful and reacting to the entire chapter with theories and whatnots. AHHHH. 

6. A time when writing was really, really hard: Like... all the time? It’s also hard to write between Jan-April because that’s con prep time... 

7. A scene or character you wrote that surprised you:

Reborn is always a surprise to write. Dino/Ayame ship came out of nowhere (and people are actually shipping it???). 

8. How did you grow as a writer this year: I got more comfortable with the idea of OCs in major roles in fics and the fact that people won’t immediately revolt if I do put OCs in major roles. I mean sure I got plenty of reviews that went “I don’t like OCs but I like yours” the important part is that gave my story a chance and loved my OCs anyways. 

9. How do you hope to grow next year: I will publish my original work somehow, someway. Starting off small with Graveyard Shift 

10. Who was your greatest positive influence this year as a writer (could be another writer or beta or cheerleader or muse etc etc):

@anguiculus is a terrible enabler who keeps WWBtF plunny nice and fat. 

11. Anything from your real life show up in your writing this year: No...? I don’t think so.

12. Any new wisdom you can share with other writers: Write, write, write. Nothing is ever gonna get done if you just think it. BTW, telling it to a friend via chat counts as writing, even if it isn’t perfect, in order, has lots of screaming along the way. 

13. Any projects you’re looking forward to starting (or finishing) in the new year: WWBtF Book 1 is going to be done this year. Somehow. Graveyard Shift will be published. And BITs... yeah. 

14. Tag three writers whose answers you’d like to read. @skygemspeaks @camsthisky @hraap

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