#mysticmine

[weaver-z]

sorry do you have a news source for the contents of the no fly list having toddlers on it? i 100% believe you i just want to read more and searching didn’t bring anything up

The Business Insider article about the issue is the best one I've seen so far for people who want information about what I've talked about on this blog.

Additionally, here's an excellent quote from Hina Shamsi, director of the National Security Project at the ACLU:

“This country has a massive, bloated watchlisting system that can stigmatize people—including Americans—as known or suspected terrorists based on secret standards and secret evidence without a meaningful process to challenge government error and clear their names. The categories of people watchlisted seem every expanding, never constricting … The consequences are significant and have real harms for people’s lives. There’s the obvious stigma and embarrassment and life hardships of being unable to fly in our modern age, to being singled out, to being searched. We’ve had mothers and fathers stigmatized and embarrassed in front of their children.”

[mildlycuriousdragon]

Pair of good lads for @mysticmine !

(As this is a commission, using either of these without the commissioner’s permission is not allowed!)

[arkadiaasks]

Maxx "C" and Mystic Mine the only real Brake Slammer cards at the moment?

I think we haven't gotten that arson grade TCG side yet as we still have what, Gozen Match and its snow clones.

But the TCG has gone after Maxx "C", Kaiser Colosseum, and Prohibition, et al.

And I think banning both the roach and the cave is a no, internally, and the TCG will not take the L on bringing back the Roach.

Now I could be wildly wrong but that's my read.

Also, I think Spellbound points to use getting a new mechanic or monster type in April, maybe not Maximum, but.

[goodkindofgeek]

My current #skystriker build. The deck is supposed to be a meta-killer, so the hand trap portion can be swapped around based on the current meta. Let me know if you have any suggestions ✌🏼 #yugioh #yugiohtcg #yugiohmeta #yugiohcards #yugiohcommunity #yugiohcards #duel #duelist #yugiohplayer #skystrikeraceraye #nibirutheprimalbeing #ashblossom #skystrikermechawidowanchor #mysticmine #therecanbeonlyone #skystrikeracekagari #skystrikeraceshizuku #accesscodetalker https://www.instagram.com/p/CJ5B1ZPFuyb/?igshid=12w6uonz7iqcx

[edendaphne]

Hi!! Do you have an online store for prints??

I do have a Redbubble store, but I’ve been considering possibly also getting a Storenvy shop for prints and stickers specifically (and maybe eventually charms too??). 

If there’s a specific drawing you’d like a print of, let me know which one so I can set it up!  I haven’t had much time to devote to the store, unfortunately, so there’s only a few pictures in there  ;;;;  But yeah let me know which ones you’d like me to include in the store!

[cursedgoth]

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The precious beans need to be protecc

These blessing beans needed to assist

[chadrienagreste]

Ladrien June 2020

mysticminou

Summary:

Poetry following the Ladrien June prompts.

Notes:

A lil bit of Ladynoir snuck into this.

I am scared and tongue-tied

I wonder if I know her.

I hear daydreams of reveals in my head.

I see comfort in her smile.

I want a second chance

I am scared and tongue-tied

I pretend I’m not trapped by her bluebell gaze.

I feel the need to hold her hand.

I touch my fencing gear.

I worry for her safety.

I cry when her smile looks like Emilie’s.

I am scared and tongue-tied

I understand the public eye matters.

I say good luck with my rival.

I dream of 25,913 failed attempts.

I try a pun to clear the air.

I hope to be her prince.

I am scared and tongue-tied.

Series this work belongs to:

← Previous Work Part 3 of the Miraculous Prompts 2020 series

[ladysunamireads]

MariChat May 2020

MariChat May 2020 by mysticminou

A collection of drabbles for MariChat May 2020. Crossposted on Tumblr.

Words: 491, Chapters: 1/31, Language: English

Fandoms: Miraculous Ladybug

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Tikki

Relationships: Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir/Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir & Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug

Additional Tags: Marichat May, Marichat | Adrien Agreste as Chat Noir/Marinette Dupain-Cheng, Drabble Collection, Not Beta Read

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/23495797

[texmexchexmix]

10. What shoe size are you? And omg, i just noticed you're sesshomaru header and im dead. rip me.

Get to Know Me Uncomfortably Well

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FIRST OFF LMAO!! I have had Sesshoumaru there for so long!! I have an Inuyasha and Miroku to go along with him. Im a huge Inuyasha fangirl, probs why I rp as Kagome and Demon!Buyo.

ANYWAYS to the question. I wear a size 10.5-11 in womens. I am the only person in my family to have this size. Its kinda frustrating. SO MANY CUTE SHOES THAT DONT FIT MY SKI LIKE FEET.

[mari-cherri]

@mysticminou I hope you don't mind me answering this publicly but I wanted to in case anyone else had the same question!

I have a storenvy store but I haven't set it up properly yet, so I can't link it right now. I'll be posting a link to it when it's ready, but I'll also be posting a link when I open preorders for these!

So if you're interested in these I'll be updating on the process on both here and twitter!

>3c

[arkadiaasks]

Any thoughts on what circumstances determine whether Mystic Mine or Maxx "C" is the better brake slammer to allow?

The attitudes of the Konami staff involved, that's all that basically matters.

And the TCG staff have basically by decisions gone: "Brake slammers illegal", and I think got told to fuck off trying to ban Mine by their Japanese counterparts who have final say, that there has to be some card to prevent the game from being "Yeet your entire Deck onto the field and into the Graveyard in one turn".

But like my personal read:

Maxx "C" is meant to punish long chains of summons that might not necessarily end on multiple monsters but do keep going, by giving you more resources

Mystic Mine is meant to punish formats with huge boards, where you might be fine on resource management but you play way less monsters.

Very similar things but different arguable end states.

[chadrienagreste]

February Sunshine mysticminou Summary: A collection of drabbles and one-shots for the Fluffuary 2019 prompt list. Does contain spoilers for seasons 2 and 3. Some of the stories connect to together. Most of these ideas came up in messages between boredfrenchie and me on tumblr.

Notes: Prompt: Reveal Part of: Into the Twitterverse Relationship: Adrien/Chat & Marinette/Ladybug

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Chapter 1: Reveal - Adrien/Chat & Marinette/Ladybug - Into the Twitterverse

It had all started out as some harmless fun. Chat had made the Twitter account as a way to reach out and connect to their fans and fellow Parisians. Ladybug had wrinkled her nose at it for a while until Chat finally convinced her to make her own. While Chat was much more interactive on his account, Ladybug was more subdued. Chat retweeted memes, jokes, and fanarts. He answered questions and made his own jokes. Ladybug mostly retweeted highlights of the Ladyblog or other news stations regarding their missions. Articles on how to stay positive and stories from victims.

Adrien kept her account set for any and all notifications. When it did go off, he was always slightly disappointed when it was just a retweet recapping the last battle or her greeting everyone a good day or happy holiday. It seemed others were growing bored or restless with her lack of content. Chloe, for one, complained that her best friend never answered any of her tweets. Alya didn’t seem to mind. She got hits on the Ladyblog and the satisfaction that Ladybug was checking out her accounts.

So that’s why when Adrien checked his latest notif, he was shocked to see a reply. It was simple. Ladybug agreeing with a follower’s bemoaning on how her Chinese parents always insisted she help with making dumplings. Ladybug’s response was a simple: The inescapable sticky flour. She’d followed it with an emoji with its tongue out.

The wheeze that came out of him was enough to have Nathalie look up from her tablet. “Adrien?” He shook his head and mumbled an apology.

His Lady was Chinese or part. She probably made dumplings with her family. She hated the texture of flour and eggs mixed together.

It was public knowledge. Something so simple. But it made his Lady more real to him. Helped color out the edges of her in his heart. He locked this new information away with his more three-dimension image of his love.

From then on, her tweets were more and more relaxed. She interacted with their fans. She never gave away too much information. Just enough to make Adrien crazy.

Her favorite color was pink. She liked flowers and poka-dots. She admired the work of Gabriel Agreste. She hated physics. (He tried to not let that break his heart too much.) Her favorite flavor for deserts was strawberry. She also liked mint ice cream.

Some of the little tidbits Adrien already knew and he tried not to be jealous of that information being shared with the whole world. He wanted to keep some of her to himself. Which, he supposed he actually did. No one else knew what she looked like when she was upset. Or noticed her cute little butt wiggle when she was excited. Or the way her nose scrunched when she was trying to figure out a puzzle. That belonged to him and no one else.

So, when he found one very pink Marinette Dupain-Cheng eating strawberry and mint ice-cream in the park near her house and she told him she was taking a break from a boring Saturday of physics homework and making dumplings with her Maman, he kept that information locked inside his heart, too.

Series this work belongs to: Part 1 of the Fluffuary 2k19 series

[chadrienagreste]

February Sunshine

Chapter 2: Lost Princess/Anastasia AU - Part 1 - Flower | Read the rest Chapter by mysticminou Notes: I was given the Anastasia Broadway soundtrack as a gift and as I was listening I came up with ideas for an Anastasia AU. This is the first part in this AU. It lays some of the groundwork for the rest of it and includes when Adrien and Marinette meet as children. Marinette's "real name" is Coccinelle. Her siblings are a couple members of the Quantum Kids. Tikki and Plagg are human and there are no Miraculous. When Adrien and Plagg begin their con (which isn't a true con so much as Adrien feels guilty for the death of Princess Coccinelle), they are in London, England where the Dupain Family had once ruled until the revolution resulting in their deaths. They are traveling to Paris, France to meet Gina Dupain, the mother of King Thomas Dupain and grandmother of Princess Coccinelle Dupain. Gabriel was the leader of the revolution and since Adrien wants no part of it, he runs away and goes by the name of Chat Noir. When the young Princess is found with her amnesia by nuns, she is given the name Marinette Cheng.

The first time Chat Noir had seen the Princess Coccinelle, he had been ten and she had been eight. There was a grand parade to celebrate a bountiful harvest that season. It had been a bright, hot summer day. Chat, well, he’d been Adrien Agreste back then, weaseled himself away from his tutor and ran through the crowd of thousands. His father had told him so many horrible stories about the royal family. That Princess Coccinelle was the reason his mother was dead. And yet, when his tutor or friends or the townspeople spoke of her, they spoke of a foreign beauty who was sweet and feisty. She was always smiling and when her parents’ backs were turned, she would play like all the other townschildren. She would be scolded for dirtying such expensive dresses with dirt, but her tears were always cured by a sweet pastry.

She had raven hair that looked blue in the light. She was a strange porcelain color that made her unique blue eyes pop out. The Princess was always dressed in pink and white. Her clothes gave the general idea she liked dots, flowers, and bows. Quite the contrast for her playful nature.

Coccinelle fascinated Adrien.

And that was why he was elbowing his way through the thick crowd, ignoring the grunts and shouts to reach the edge of the pathway. He could hear the engine of a vehicle and from the shouts of her name, Adrien knew she was close. That the white convertible car steadily following behind the others of black or brown, was his princess. Panting from the action and heat of the sun, Adrien had finally made it to the forefront.

He looked down at the rumpled red rose he’d managed to snatch from a florist on the way over. The stem was very nearly broken from how hard he gripped it and it had lost a few petals. It was unworthy of her, truly, but he wanted to gift her something. Something to convey to her his trust and loyalty. That regardless of what his father claimed, she and her family were not wicked or evil.

Princess Coccinelle drew closer and he could barely make her out around the shoulders of the driver and the leather seats. And then finally, she was there. He blinked and winced against the sudden brightness of the sun as they drove under its path. Coccinelle sat beside who he assumed was the older princess, Melodie. Melodie seemed to take after the king with her more European features. Both girls sat straight like queens, no slouching or pouting. They waved daintily and pleasantly towards the crowds, beautiful smiles upon their faces. As the car passed nearly in front of him, Adrien swore time froze. Coccinelle locked eyes with him and he swore her head tilted ever so slightly in curiosity. That her smile seemed more genuine.

The wind caught her long blueish-black hair and the artificial curls billowed into her face, causing her to blink and comb the tresses away with her fingers. Adrien noticed the dainty white gloves upon her hands that matched the pale pink satin of her dress.

“Milady!” Adrien called out, diving under the guards keeping the crowds at bay. The white car came to an immediate stop and Adrien was grabbed roughly. The boy yelped as he was hauled upwards by his underarms, his rose falling from his hands to the cobblestone pathway below. Three horseback riding guards appeared and flanked before the princesses while the one holding him tightened his grip and a fifth came up to him with a pistol.

Shouts of shock and outrage rang out. How could they manhandle a child?! Release the boy!

The guard before him grabbed his chin roughly. “Have you no manners? Respect?” His hissed. “How dare you think yourself worthy of approaching the princesses! Dirty peasant!”

Adrien had never been one to notice his clothes, but now he was embarrassed by the dirty blue trousers and black shirt he wore. His shoes were caked in mud and dirt; his hair unkempt and unwashed. Father said it was disgraceful how the Agrestes had fallen. That they should still be in the Palace with the King and Queen. But after the events of Mama’s death, Father said the King wanted him dead to keep him silent about the truth of the matter.

It was why his father was secretly leading the revolution.

It was why Adrien wanted to swear his loyalty to the princess. For how could a child be held responsible for the deeds of a father? Adrien wanted nothing to do with the upcoming revolution his father spoke of. He assumed Coccinelle wanted nothing to do with the events that transpired back then. She’s been no more than an infant, by Adrien’s calculations.

“Wait!” A soft, yet strong voice called out.

Adrien was snapped out of his thoughts and the housemen parted to allow the princess to exit the vehicle. Princess Melodie looked appalled by her sister’s actions. Yet, the small girl was standing before him, her head held high and her bluebell eyes shining with determination. “Let him go. He is a child, no different than myself or my sister. What harm can he do?”

“Your Highness,” the guard that had been threatening him began. “This boy-“

“Put him down,” she demanded, her small finger pointed at the cobblestones below. “Let him speak.”

Adrien was roughly dropped to his knees and he scooped up the rose. Sheepishly, he held it out to the Princess. “My Lady,” he tried again. “A small token of my loyalty to you, my Princess.”

Coccinelle smiled ever so sweetly at him, a poor, dirty peasant boy on his knee with a ruined rose. The bright sunlight caught her unique ladybird earrings as she leaned forward just enough to accept the rose. “I thank you, my brave dark knight.”

Their fingers brushed. His fingers smudged her pristine white gloves with mud and an odd sparkle sizzled through his body from the small touch. Coccinelle’s mouth dropped open in a small circle and he knew she had felt it, too.

“Sister,” Princess Melodie called. “Nelle, please come back.”

Coccinelle was promptly escorted back to the vehicle and the parade resumed. It was highly improper, but the girl was twisted in her seat to look back at him one last time.

Adrien bowed to his Lady.

The next time Adrien saw Princess Coccinelle, was the last time.

For his father shot her and her siblings dead. To this day, her screams still wake him from the deepest of slumbers.