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The London Special broke me...
I- I...I don't even have the energy to say hello there anymore. This is it, I've finally gone insane. London: At the Edge of Time actually shattered me. 3 Bunnyxes! Bunnyxi? What's the plural here??? And old Bunnyx has Edwardian Era drip??? HELLO??? What is this, FASHION SOULS??? Also, I love how Marinette's lil safety jacket! Like...there were never more than 2 of them onscreen so it wasn't necessary...but it was, ya know? ALSO also, Lila kicking her desk into a wall??? AND THAT POSE RIGHT AFTER??? I obviously knew she was insane! Believe me, I've been screaming it off the rooftops for years now! But I didn't think the SHOW knew that!!! Okay, okay! I'm not spoiling anything else, this Special was 27/10, literal gold, send the awards in the mail, I need to go start a new WIP! God help us all, we are not ready for Season 6... P.S. Nooroo needs a therapist at this point...bye bye New Holder optimism...
#miraculous ladybug#ml london special#ml london spoilers#i'm fine#actually no im not#i'm going insane#please send help#i have another idea#i don't need more WIPs...#save nooroo#i beg of thee#and somebody get lila a therapist#and anger management classes#like right now#anyway yeah#i'll see myself out#just gonna...#go lose my mind...#real quick
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Someone save him please 😭
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I can’t help but think there’s something inherently comical about Nooroo’s expression here.
Like, obviously he’s physically and emotionally drained by all of Gabriel’s villainy and hates that his powers are being used to attack innocent people yet again.
But at the same time he’s just floating there perfectly embodying the “I’m tired, boss” meme and I can’t help but chuckle a little
But I hope that when all is said and done and Nooroo is finally rescued and reunited with his fellow Kwamis, he takes a nice, long, peaceful vacation.
#nooroo#gabriel agreste#representation#ml representation#save nooroo#i’m tired boss#gabriel agreste sucks
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I’m thinking about Nooroo tonight. Kwamis can use their powers by themselves at the cost of a magical disaster, right? Imagine: Noroo gets an opportunity away from Gabriel (don’t ask how it’s late) and sends his own butterfly out to someone suffering and is like “I’m Nooroo, and I need your help. I can grant you some dope powers and you wanna know what you need to do? Take down Hawkmoth. Lol no he’ll notice you’re around cause you’re not forced to listen to him. No he can’t take your powers away, only I can do that. Listen, just take his miraculous and idk, I can lead you back to his house and imprison him. Win win all around. Cool? Cool.”
#miraculous ladybug#mlb#absolute nonsense right here#nooroo#might save this as a fic idea for when I’m not chronically tired#this is any season this is free game
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Marinette held the butterfly miraculous up towards the ceiling, leaning back in her chair thoughtfully. It was amazing, really, how harmless it looked, yet it'd been so disastrous in the wrong hands. She felt lucky that she got it back before anything seriously bad happened, like Hawk Moth - Gabriel Agreste - finding Master Fu and getting his hands on the Miracle Box.
Nooroo hovered nearby, saying for what must've been the tenth time now, "Thank you so much for saving me, Ladybug, really."
"You can just call me Marinette," she assured, as being called by her hero name was too formal for her tastes. Too used to having a kwami of her own around, she unconsciously pet his head, though he at least didn't seem to mind. "Besides, you shouldn't have been held captive in the first place. You deserved to be free."
She'd already decided to hold onto him for a while to let him heal. Even being as ancient as he was, it couldn't have been pleasant dealing with the situation he'd been forced into.
She frowned, bringing the miraculous back down to chest level and thinking over the situation. Under Gabriel Agreste's ascot the whole time was the butterfly miraculous, and inside that was the woman who led up to all of—
"...Huh?"
Nooroo flew closer, peering over her shoulder. "What is it, La—Marinette?"
She blinked. She remembered the moment she tore the miraculous from Hawk Moth, the way it flew across the room as the man detransformed in front of her. She'd hurried to retrieve it before even seeing who he was and caught the image of Adrien's mother inside, the miraculous having popped open during the fall.
However, in her possession, the picture of Emilie was gone and in its place was Luka Couffaine. It was a simple shot of him looking delicately at the "camera," his eyelids relaxed and a soft smile on his face.
"It changed..." she muttered.
"Yes," Nooroo replied casually. "He feels like a sweet boy. I'm glad you have someone like that. Not all heroes do."
She raised a brow at him, puzzled, and not just from the comment about Luka "feeling" like a sweet boy; it must've made sense to kwami, or maybe just Nooroo specifically.
"Oh." He went over to float next to the miraculous, placing a hand next to the image. "I'm the kwami of emotion, and my miraculous reflects that. The person inside changes based on what's in the holder's heart."
"But..." She hesitated, lips pressed into a tight line as she considered the information. "What about Adrien?"
Nooroo placed a paw to his chin, thoughtful. "Yes, he could have been in my mas—" He tensed. "—ah, in Gabriel Agreste's miraculous."
She wanted to correct him - to say that it wasn't what she'd meant - but the answer he'd given did go down a similar path to what she'd been wondering. "What do you mean?"
"Some of my holders had their lovers inside, some had their best friends, and other had their child or children." His eyes grew briefly distant in his reminiscing. "Even when they already had lovers, there were holders who had their best friend here instead."
That... well, it was interesting, but it didn't explain what she was experiencing. Adrien had been the crush everyone had (unfortunately) known her for, and Alya was always someone she considered her best friend, so what did that make Luka? If she was honest with herself, she never got to think about it; whenever she'd tried to, there were interruptions or other matters to tend to.
Nooroo stared at the mix of emotions on her face, eyes too intelligent for someone so small and cute. Offering her a comforting smile, he reminded her, "You have time to think about it now if you wish to. That's what many holders do after everything's over, even if I can't be there for it."
The statement was so obvious, yet it'd never occurred to her before. She'd been so deep into the monotony of being Ladybug, of chasing Adrien, of making time for everyone and everything she wanted to do, that it didn't feel real for it to be over. He was right though: there were still loose ends to tie up, but she finally had time for herself and for her own thoughts.
She felt... reassured.
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One of said loose ends to deal with after the two lost miraculouses were retrieved was Master Fu and Marianne. Now that Gabriel was in prison where he belonged, they were free to be together as much as they wished.
Part of that wish was to travel the world in order to do all of the things they'd once planned to long ago. The Miracle Box would go with him as well as Duusu, who was getting her own well-deserved vacation after having her miraculous broken for so long. Beyond the butterfly, Marinette kept the ladybug miraculous with her in case of emergencies, promising to call if Marianne needed to don the horse and bring her a miraculous or two.
It was bittersweet, heartwarming but confusing. She'd seen them together only for a moment before, but they really did make a charming couple. Despite years apart, they touched each other like it was instinctive and were like a pair straight out of a wedding, ready to jump into their honeymoon phase.
She wanted that. She had wanted that for a long time, ever since she was a child. Someone to grow old with, to share secrets with, and to be comfortable around.
It was uncomfortable realizing that she didn't have anything close to that with Adrien. She'd worked towards something like it, and where had it gotten her? She'd almost managed it and got humiliated in front of her friends.
It hurt worse to see Master Fu and Marianne so thankful to her, when she felt like she was the cause of them being apart for even longer. No matter how many assurances she had that it was an accident, it didn't change what happened. Emotions she hadn't felt before began to bubble to the surface; ones that she either hadn't focused on or simply hadn't had time to feel.
Sure, she would meet up with them again someday, but she wondered if it could've been different. Even seeing them off, it was difficult to say what her relationship with Master Fu even was. He lured her into running in front of a car to save him, but simultaneously cared for her well-being and trusted her abilities. He mentored her and the plan had originally been to make her the next guardian, but it wasn't like she'd really wanted it, or to be Ladybug in the first place.
She hadn't asked for any of this.
As for Marianne, Marinette barely knew her at all. Had the letters not been mixed up, they might've gotten to know each other better. Maybe she would've had a positive female role model in her life, or she could've come to see her like a grandmother figure, someone who stuck around more than her actual one.
She should be thankful, she told herself. Ladybug gave her the strength to stand up to her bully, and she was such a screw-up that it was a miracle she hadn't made things worse for them. It wasn't fair for her to be lonely, jealous, or resentful of them.
"Negative emotions don't have to be ugly," Nooroo whispered from her bag when he caught her wringing her hands together. He touched her with a paw, trying to soothe her. "It's how you work through them that matters."
All in all, she felt... conflicted.
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Marinette's friends were the first to learn of her identity, almost as soon she'd been given the okay to do so.
It wasn't all of them, of course, but figuring out which ones she could tell had ended up being more difficult than she'd thought. Her secret had been kept safe for so long and it was precious to her, so even if she was largely out of the weeds of risk, she didn't want it getting out into the public.
Thus came the natural conclusion that she could only tell people she truly trusted, and it would be pointless to tell those who she barely ever hung out with. The latter alone left out most of the boys in her class barring Ivan, who she'd interacted with plenty during the two weeks of preparation for their Kitty Section video.
While Nooroo munched away peacefully on some snacks, she had to resort to writing down all the people she considered "friends," a list that ended up surprisingly long. The Marinette of the past swelled with pride at the sight but, upon closer inspection, there were only a handful she could say she'd genuinely bonded with.
It was then that she realized she didn't really know what having a friend meant. Her parents had always encouraged her to talk to people, make friends, and had been the ones who gave her the box of macarons on her first day of the new year.
A bribe, essentially, or a conversation starter if she was being generous; reel people in with the prospect of sweets and then try to make some sort of connection with them. It never really worked, and the basis for most of the friendships she had nowadays came down to them being nice to or doing something for each other.
Reluctantly, she'd had to scratch most names out and write them on a more proper list, like acquaintances. She was also just as reluctant, if not more so, to recognize that she couldn't come up with a valid reason to tell friends like Alix, Rose, or Alya about her identity.
Alix was for reasons unrelated to Alix herself, as Marinette associated Alix knowing her identity with Bunnyx and therefore the traumatic events of Chat Blanc. Rose, meanwhile, was too likely to let the secret slip by accident.
Alya though, had already spilled a secret of hers before: she'd told Nino about her crush on Adrien, then tried to lie about it. How could she have counted on her to keep her big secret if she couldn't keep the (relatively) smaller one? They spent the most time together, certainly, and Marinette didn't dislike her, but could she say that Alya was her "best friend" if she couldn't keep her secrets safe?
Not really.
In the end, she'd picked four people: Juleka, Ivan, Mylene, and Luka. Juleka was too quiet to care about telling people, Ivan would be fine so long as he could talk to Mylene about it, and Luka was—well, Luka, the most mature out of all her friends to the point where people went to him for advice.
When she pointed out what she felt was a pathetic number to Nooroo, he replied, "It's good not to spread yourself too thin. Even my most caring holders only had so much love and trust to give before they exhausted themselves."
The word resonated with her. She felt... exhausted.
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It was, perhaps, inevitable that Chat Noir would want reveal their identities to each other. He'd wanted to since the very beginning and there was little danger to worry about anymore.
Hesitantly, she agreed, but hadn't been mentally or emotionally prepared to see Adrien Agreste standing in Chat Noir's place. He was equally surprised to see her own identity, but she couldn't make out his excitement about them already knowing each other or the actual words he was saying with everything going on in her head.
She put her arms behind her back, allowing her to pinch herself without being seen. She could see the appeal of it, in a way: she'd been crushing on Adrien and Chat had been crushing on Ladybug, so it sounded perfect on the surface that revealing their identities would "solve" things.
Yet, to Marinette, it sounded like a sick joke, like a prank Chloe would've set up so she could laugh while watching Marinette spin in circles over it. Her life had been complicated enough without throwing in something straight out of a cheap drama that tried to keep the characters apart for as long as possible. After all of that embarrassment she'd been through, she'd apparently been "loved" by him all along?
Except she wasn't interested in Chat. Technically, she wasn't even interested in Adrien either until he gave her that umbrella. Was Adrien the "real" Adrien, or was it Chat Noir? Was it half-and-half? If so, what did it say if she wasn't crushing on both of them?
She could still recall that rainy afternoon after having finally stood up for Chloe after multiple years. It was so picturesque, with the sound of thunder punctuating the emotion as Adrien offered her his umbrella. It was the first act of kindness any boy had really—
Oh God, did she really fall for the first boy to show any semblance of kindness to her as Marinette? Had she been that desperate for someone to cherish? How could she go back in time and offer the Marinette who felt like she had nothing a hug?
She tried to focus on what Chat—Adrien was saying, and to respond with her own questions in kind. Why did he notice Ladybug and not Marinette? Why did he tell her that he had no friends when he'd known Chloe as a friend for years? Why...
just why?
But it all came out scrambled, too many thoughts stumbling about to form into anything coherent. Her brain ached at the onslaught of everything she wanted to say and everything she wished so badly to forget about while struggling with the knowledge that Adrien lost his dad and she should be gentle with him.
"It's okay to take a step back," Nooroo had told her sometime before, "You don't owe anyone your time if you're not ready to talk yourself."
Had he known or suspected something like this might happen? Regardless, she took the advice and left for home.
The revelations had left her feeling... disappointed.
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Marinette ate meals at home without needing to rush, she finished projects that she'd had to drop due to having no time before, and she slept soundly with the knowledge that an akuma wouldn't appear in the middle of the night to disturb her.
Refreshing was an understatement: it was healing. The ache in her feet and the pain in her spine that no fourteen-year-old should have to deal with disappeared, and she hadn't even noticed how much it had hurt until they were gone.
She could finally make time for herself, going off to an art museum for inspiration or taking a stop to eat just because. She shared food with Nooroo when no one was looking and pretended to be on the phone with someone when she wanted to talk to him. The small things she'd taken for granted before becoming Ladybug felt like a luxury now: like a princess spoiling herself, not with a shopping spree or servants but a hot cup of tea and a midday nap.
When she could enjoy the act of doing nothing in particular, she found herself pulling out the butterfly miraculous to look at. Luka's face continued to stare back at her, the same gentle gaze as always.
While Adrien had been at the forefront of her romantic pursuits, she couldn't dismiss Luka's presence either. Her heart skipped a beat when their eyes first met, they bonded over a mutual appreciation for Jagged Stone, and he gave her what both her and Tikki agreed was a tender and very real love confession.
At the same time, Luka was her friend. Alya had teased her a couple times over being attracted to him, but then wasn't happy with her letting Adrien go date Kagami. She didn't really get it and, as she reminded herself again, there always seemed to be something in the way when she tried to make sense of it.
People rarely batted an eye or said anything when she called Luka a friend, like they didn't even take the idea of him being anything more seriously. Calling Adrien a friend, on the other hand, earned her snickers and sarcastic comments.
It was ridiculous, wasn't it? Either they mocked the idea because she'd made so little progress that they weren't even friends at all (which she wouldn't have disagreed with), it was such an unimportant step on the road to being a couple that it was laughable, or she couldn't see him as a friend so long as she was crushing on him, which was—
Marinette's eyelids flew wide open. She sat up in her seat, taking her first gasp post-epiphany.
"Nooroo, I'm so stupid!"
He blinked at her, gently admonishing, "You're not stupid, Marinette, and you shouldn't say things like that about yourself. If you feel like you have to, try something softer, like silly."
"Then I'm REALLY silly!"
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The weather as Marinette waited near the Liberty was only average. Clouds filled the sky, not storm clouds but ones that covered the sun enough to where it felt later than it really was. It wasn't exactly the making a grand statement kind of atmosphere, but the weather had never worked how she'd wanted it to anyway, apparently.
There was no one home, so she lingered around, reclined on the stairs going back up to the city, and idled on her phone. She'd shown up wholly unannounced in her haste to get there, so she was fine being left to her thoughts for a while.
It could've been anywhere from five to thirty minutes before she heard a familiar, "Marinette?"
She looked up. Luka was standing there with his bike, understandably surprised to see her.
"You should've called me to tell me you were coming. I could've been here sooner."
She giggled when he pulled out his phone, just to make sure she didn't text him while he was doing his job and failed to notice. "It's okay. I didn't want you to rush."
"We love having you here," he added with a frown, putting his bike aside so he could make the awkward leap onto the Liberty. Setting up the gangplank for her, he added, "You can invite yourself in any time."
"It felt too empty when there wasn't anyone here." She shrugged, stepping up the little walkway to go across. At the Liberty's side, she sat down on the steps and looked up at him expectantly. "And I came to talk to you?"
It came out like a question because she had considered that he could've have prior plans or some such but, because it was Luka, he smiled and sat down next to her.
He didn't even go back to get his bike.
"Okay." He undid the straps to his helmet and put it aside. "What did you want to talk about?"
It was oddly casual, all things considered. The others that she'd told her secret still were a bit star-struck after she told them that she was Ladybug. It wasn't at all a bad thing - Nooroo encouraged the boost to her ego it gave her - but it was also nice to have someone who didn't care: who just saw Marinette.
Her eyes flicked up to the top of his head. The signature strand of hair there had been pressed down by the helmet he'd had on from his job, and she unconsciously reached out to fix it. His face remained carefully neutral and he was entirely still for all of it.
It only registered with her what she'd done when she pulled back to check her "work." Blushing faintly, she dropped her focus to the brooch clipped to her jacket.
"Do you remember when I told you I was Ladybug—I mean, of course you do—but..." She fidgeted with the brooch, then gently pulled it off. "...how I was keeping the butterfly miraculous for a while?"
He nodded. "Its kwami must've been through a lot. Are they feeling any better?"
"A little." She smiled, impressed and touched that he'd thought about some kwami he hadn't even met. "But I was surprised. There was a picture inside, and it changed when it became my miraculous."
She took a deep breath before handing it over; Nooroo had told her to imagine her own nerves as if they were beings that needed oxygen in the same way she did, and they could only breathe if she did as well. The thoughts raced through her mind from "What if he thinks it's weird?" to "You mean weirder than anything else you've ever done? Please."
Luka turned the brooch over in his hands, Marinette suppressing a giggle as she noted that it wasn't unlike what she'd done when she first got it. Nevertheless, he eventually popped it open, staring at the image of himself inside.
She kept speaking before he could ask any questions, the words rushing forth from her throat, "I didn't get it. I didn't even know it did that. Nooroo - he's the kwami - told me that it could mean anything. Other holders had friends or crushes in theirs, but all I knew for sure was that..." She swallowed, watching his expression carefully. "...you’re important to me."
His head jerked to the side to look at her, mouth dropping open like he might say something, but nothing came out. In the background, she could still see the sky, overcast and gray, but Luka's eyes were blue and appeared even brighter than usual.
"Y—" He exhaled, almost chuckling, but not in any mean way. He was charmed. "You're important to me too, Marinette."
Her heart fluttered pleasantly and she sat a bit straighter from how light she felt. In a way, she already knew that - he'd confessed to her, after all - but it was so soothing to hear it out loud. She threw her arms out, gesticulating left and right as she added, "But I felt like I couldn't just come here and tell you that. I wanted to be sure, instead of saying, hey, Luka, my vaguely important something-or-other!"
That got him chuckling for real. Whatever he expected her to say next, it didn't seem to be what she was going to say. Being "important" to her really seemed to be enough to make him happy all on its own.
She hadn't thought about it before, but all those loose ends had been leading up to this. The kind of romance she hoped to have for herself, the people she could trust, the phrase "just a friend" thrown around almost like an insult.
Luka.
She turned her body towards him, her knee bumping lightly against his. Extending an arm towards him, she gently held the hand that he wasn't holding the brooch with. He quieted, noting the change in atmosphere.
"I'm comfortable around you. I trust you," she told him. "Those two weeks together were probably the most me I've ever been."
He squeezed her hand.
"You're such a great friend—" She hurriedly waved her free hand about. "—and I don't mean it that way, but you are! So I thought it meant we shouldn't be not friends because you wouldn't be that great friend anymore!"
It was a little disjointed, but the underlying message was there. Her experience (or lack thereof) had told her that there was being friends and being together with no in-between and no overlap. When it came to a romantic relationship, friendship was a pathway and nothing more. Following that logic and what she'd interpreted from Nooroo's teaching, she thought that meant that Luka had to be her friend or her crush.
"But... I want it to be both," Marinette concluded. She held onto his other hand too, their thumbs touching just above the picture in the brooch. "I want to be friends with you, Luka, and I want you too. I—" She averted her gaze, voice almost inaudible as she added, "I want to kiss you."
It was perhaps - no, definitely - a bold declaration, but she'd been holding it in ever since she left the house. It was so obvious when it clicked, like the solution to a Lucky Charm finally coming together.
Only this was her life, not the distant life of her superhero self, and the only thing she was fighting was time; time that she wasn't going to waste now that she had it back.
"...Marinette," Luka finally spoke.
Oh. She shuddered, catching onto the heightened emotion in his voice. Not turning her head, she peeked up at him hopefully.
He'd closed his eyes and leaned towards her just slightly, but otherwise didn't move from his spot. In other words, he was opening himself up to be kissed. She nearly uttered a "wow," but it couldn't make it past her lips.
She couldn't believe it was really happening. Was it really so easy, or did it being easy make it all the more real? In a life where everything had been so complicated - making friends, being Ladybug, coming up with grand plans for anything and everything - wasn't it perfect for the love she'd longed for to be so simple by contrast?
Luka loved her. She loved him. That was it, and she just had to embrace the chance.
She slowly took her hands off of his. Then, remembering the thing that got her there, she took the brooch out of his hand. Holding his jacket in place, she clipped the brooch onto it, smiling to herself over the little visual metaphor for their shared feelings.
Luka's eyes stayed closed, but his twitching smile told her he understood.
The miraculous had been kept open, so she saw it change in real time. Light that didn't exist reflected off of the surface, turning it so white that she couldn't see Luka's image anymore. When it faded away, she was the one pictured there, her teeth showing in a beaming grin and eyes glowing in the same way the rest of her face was.
Hands free, she looked up affectionately at who she felt she could properly consider her boyfriend. She cupped his face, her thumbs caressing the tiny lines caused by the straps of the helmet he'd had on. She would've even been happy to continue doing just that, fascinated by the intimate bubble they'd created for themselves.
Still, she eased herself towards him, pulling him in. She tilted her head to the side and encouraged his to tilt to the other, which he followed along to without a word.
She kissed him, and felt Luka's previously stationary body move with purpose. He kissed her back as his hands went from his lap to her sides, holding her tenderly. The sensation was strong enough that it made her squeak, a sound that made Luka let go in alarm.
She took a hand off his cheek to grip his sleeve tight and keep him in place, assuring him that he was doing fine; fantastic, actually. He took the message exactly as intended, sliding himself closer so he could fully wrap his arms around her.
At some point, she climbed onto his lap, or maybe he lifted her there. It didn't really matter. They were kissing, and her whole world made sense at that very moment.
She felt loved, and was finally able to give it right back.
#queuekanette#lukaneventte: No Context November#Flower Arrangement Shipping#Pro LukaMari#Lukanette#type: salt
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just like to point out (if i remember right) nooroo's champions were named akumas because gabriel was using it for evil and he's a drama queen, so I feel marinette would simply stick to champions instead of akumas not only because it's the original name but so she doesn't give hawkmoth any hints of her possibly remembering the previous timeline because I feel like it wouldn't be hard to figure out that it's the previous chat noir and ladybug he's fighting
oh, no, she calls them Akuma for the exact purpose of reminding Gabriel/Hawkmoth that she remembers the old timeline. Why rebrand?
Changing to something nicer would defeat the purpose of haunting his ass with her actions. Ladybug doesn't exist anymore. He doesn't get a righteous heroine who's ready to save the day, with gumption and determination and wonderful charisma.
Gabriel gets to deal with the consequences of driving good people to their breaking points. :)
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Ok, barring from a reboot (hard or soft), is there anyway a future MLB season can be... Good?
Like, if someone else were to take over the reins and got told "here, fix this mess with no reboots and as little retcons as possible", do you think it's plausible?
The only way I can think of is to just move on from the past seasons and say "ok, we can't fix the past seasons. So let's make sure the present seasons are really good". As in just giving up on the past and focus on the present.
The other way is more fan service than substance: a Marinette villain & health recovery arc. Because I just want her to snap one day and say "fuck all y'all".
But what do you think?
I'm inclined to agree. I think the show was damaged but salvageable after season four, but after season five? It's pretty much dead in the water. However, if someone forced me to fix it with no major retcons AND let me go as dark as needed to make that happen, then here's my pitch:
Make the Kwamis evil.
Gabriel really was a loving father, but Nooroo corrupted him.
Marinette keeps secrets to an absurd degree because Tikki is messing with her brain.
Fu was a paranoid recluse because Wayzz made him that way.
Fluff's chosen always end up trapped in burrows, watching the world pass by, banned from being part of it.
This takes us down a psychological horror route where someone on the newly made team notices that the team is acting strangely as their newly assigned Kwamis start to warp their minds. My gut reaction was Marinette or Alya, but Felix and Kagami may be a better choice as this could be a way to give their sentistatus meaning. Perhaps it makes them immune since the only way to control them is via their amoks?
This would lead to a reveal that the guardian order was made to protect the world from the Kwamis and not to use the Kwamis to protect the world, but Su-Han doesn't know what to do with the butterfly missing or something like that.
Not my greatest idea ever, but I don't know what else you could do to make sense of the nonsense that canon has laid at our feet and this would do something to explain all the inconsistent characterization. It's not bad writing, it's foreshadowing that something is wrong with the characters' minds!
You could also do something about Gabriel's wish creating a reality that needs to be undone and that's why things feel so wrong, but it's hard to pull that one off since reality was literally rewritten from start to finish so why would the characters even notice something was off? Only way I see that one working is if the people who save the day are from another universe. Like maybe Shadybug and Claw Noir pop in for a visit, notice something is wrong, and help out? But I feel like they've got enough bs in their current universe already. Still, the option is there since they visited the canon universe before the rewrite, met the main cast, and Shadybug read Marinette's diary, so they have enough knowledge to notice that something is wrong.
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Y'all have no idea how mean ao3 was to me while I was trying to post this. Like LOOK AT THIS PRETTY ART. LOOK AT THE DETAILS. I'VE HAD THIS IMAGE FOR SO LONG AND AO3 REALLY DO BE PRETENDING THE IMAGE ISN'T ON ANOTHER TAB AND MY MOTIVATOR.
The details make me go insane. Nooroo giving Sass a little half hug because he can't stand normal hugs. Look at how tired Sass looks in this. Look at how Nooroo is trying to comfort him but can't hold eye contact to save his life. Look at how skinny Nooroo is compared to Sass. LOOK AT HOW NOOROO'S BLANKET IS OVER BOTH OF THEM, BUT STILL GIVES SASS A LITTLE PLACE TO HIDE AWAY!
LOOK AT IT I'VE BEEN EATING THIS ART FOR MONTHS LOOK AT IT!
Me to you @not-someone-who-matters THANK YOU SO SO MUCH FOR THIS!
After quite a lot of effort from both @neoncherryblossom and me to try and get these to upload, i can finally present an illustration for their fic "a ripple of a butterfly's wings" which is a very good fic if you're a nooroo fan like the both of us (which, btw, if you're a nooroo fan, dm me so we can exchange hcs!) And also has very realistic portrayals of trauma and conflict. The other kwamis are quite important to the plot too! Anyway generally a very good fic go give it a read. Here's the fanart
#i stared at this for so long dude you have no idea#saved on 2 different devices so i can stare forever#fanart#people being nice to me#the details still kill me man#love this so very much#nooroo#sass#mlb#miraculous ladybug#A Ripple of A Butterfly's Wings
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So with my thought on different yin-yang pairs that would cycle between 6/7 Miraculous, I also wanted to cover the different pairs for Felix and Marinette as I do think they are a pair that can easily use both Ladybug and Cat.
So I wanted to see if that could extend to my idea on other pairs, particularly Fox/Peafowl and Bee/Butterfly.
Which, for this, there are tweaked themes for these pairs.
Fox and Peafowl echo themes of Deception and Truth/Vision.
Bee and Butterfly echo themes of Order/Notion and Chaos/Emotion.
Bonus, Turtle/Serpent.
As this got long, going to exclusively focus on Bee and Butterfly.
With Lady Wifi introducing the concept of Head vs Heart, this is something I kind of applied to Bee and Butterfly. Emotions are chaotic and unpredictable, which can work off the butterfly effect quite nicely, while bees can reflect the Head, which relates to reason and logic, playing off the values of functionality, which has no room for being emotional and illogical.
With this in mind, it may be that this is the more limiting pair for these two.
Marinette works off both the Head and Heart. She works off what is logical, reasonable, and efficient. But Marinette is also very tied to her heart, she's emotional, she's empathetic, and it leads to her being very chaotic.
By how she is, I can believe Marinette can pull off both of them very well, but I do think there's more merit in her having Butterfly over Bee.
By how Marinette is, she naturally clicks with Bee. She is hard working, she is able to work with others and is also able to step up as a leader if required, but it's not a position she aims for or must have. She just fills that role if no one else does. Marinette naturally is a nurturer and is kind and compassionate, and reflects that mindset of others before myself. She is quick witted and usually approaches problems logically and based around what she observes (only exception is with her crush which logic goes out the window).
Marinette would click with Bee quite naturally, but by how Marinette is, there's not a lot Bee or Pollen could offer her growth wise. Only thing I can think of is Bee would help with emotional control and her self-confidence, but I do see similar issues Marinette has with Tikki popping up, as Pollen should push for work hard, be a team player, others before yourself, address disorder, ect..
Butterfly in contrast I find can match with her, but also offer better growth.
Given that Marinette is empathetic, able to work with others, can step up as a leader as required but able to step down, and canonly does grant powers to other, her with Butterfly is a pretty natural fit. It also works off Marinette's interest in meddling/giving others a boost, and having their best interest in mind.
Growth wise, Butterfly would also help with self-confidence and learning emotional control, but it would also come with learning to step back. Part of this power, in granting abilities to others, is giving others a chance to fix problems themselves. Usually it's Marinette stepping up to fix problems for others, which is fine as sometimes that's needed; but there are times people need to fix their own problem themselves. And that is something Marinette struggles with. She has to get involved, she has to fix the issue. And it just can't be like that all the time. It's not good for her, nor is it good for others to have someone come in and save the day for them.
So by power, it's a nice set up for her to learn to step back, she can still help and give what's needed, but needs to leave it to others to fix and address themselves.
Nooroo I also see being a good kwami to work off Marinette, being gentle and patient, and very empathetic himself. Given that he seems to pay close attention to his humans, given that Marinette already prioritizes others over himself, he'd probably prioritize her emotional needs. I also see him being a nice calm counter to her high energy, but able to roll with the chaos.
For Felix, Butterfly I do see being a struggle.
Felix I do see being a low empathy character, not able to really connect with others the same way, and often him caring largely extends to those who matter to him. He does know how to act and influence people, but this being a Miraculous that required emotionally connecting with others, is not really something he always clicked with.
A lot of concept art has him alone or outside the group.
And this Miraculous does require a social butterfly.
Which Felix is not.
Nor is he known to be someone inspiring and willing to uplift others, he's a more "everyone for themselves" sort.
Butterfly could be handy in helping him learn to connect with others, develop empathy more, and actively help others, but I do see it being a struggle and not something that would come too easily.
Bee though is a better stand out between these two Miraculous for him. He can match it in being dedicated to his goals, hardworking, and going about things smartly and efficiently. It also wouldn't discourage him from lashing out when justified to.
Bee would cover his need to learn to work with others, even more so than Ladybug as that's a bigger priority for bees. It will also lead to opening up to being more of a nurturer/provider, to have more compassion to offer others. Bee would be about finding his purpose, which can be him stepping up to the role of hero and helping those in need in comparison to Felix trying to spend his time living his life minding his own business.
With an adjusted Pollen to work with this, I see Felix having a similar dynamic to her like he could have with Tikki, but one that can be a little more harmonious with Pollen being more open minded/tolerable of how Felix is, as it's apart of who he is and will play into his role in the "hive". She does want him to engage and open his heart more, for a fully solitary bee shall not go far, but she can get it. She is also a 100% with him in "stinging" frustrating sources of disorder (like Chloe).
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In retrospect, it's pretty clear why Adrien wasn't there to learn Monarch was his father in The Final Day.
Namely because "Chat Blanc" and "Ephemeral" each explained why.
His intense emotions over seeing his mother and learning his father became a villain in order to save her would be too good of an opportunity to akumatize him against Ladybug.
Thus Adrien benching himself is essentially the reason why Marinette was able to knock the Moth Miraculous off Gabriel and talk him down.
However... this only means that there's an extra layer of despair painted upon what would've been Adrien's angst over his father's dark secret. Clearly, his father's "sacrifice" is what keeps him going in believing his final moments were heroic.
So what happens when Adrien learns that not only was his father trying to bring back Emilie and became a villain to do so but that he also went out after causing Operation: Alliance to start with. No way to confront his father about this reveal and even Nathalie would be hard pressed for a straight answer.
Hell, I can imagine him crossing the line and forcing Plagg to spill the beans at his direct command. He and Marinette have been good in never, if ever, enforcing rules upon Tikki or Plagg so... woo.
And with Lila likely possessing this information be it from what Hoaxer got out of Nathalie or Nooroo, something tells me that we're in for something far, FAR worse than Chat Blanc if that's even feasibly possible. Perhaps only that the Lucky Charm can't easily undo.
Aaaaaaaaaand that's why there was more of a benefit to keep Adrien to the side for Season 5's finale. If you can't feel the storm that's slowly brewing, better get an umbrella now.
#miraculous ladybug#adrien agreste#gabriel agreste#nathalie sancoeur#miraculous#miraculous lb#miraculous season 6#miraculous season 5#miraculous season 6 spoilers#miraculous season 5 spoilers#the final day#monarch#hawk moth#shadow moth#lila rossi#ephemeral#chat blanc#marinette dupain cheng#ladybug
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Hesperia (Betterfly) Headcanons
Note: I always wonder where the name Hesperia came from. Like is it just a fandom thing? Eh whatever I like it better than Betterfly lol.
He spends his spare time writing out motivational speeches that he usually ends up spewing out in the midst of battles with villains thinking that maybe they’ll change for the better
Is the type of guy to stop and drop everything to save an old lady’s cat from being stuck in a tree
Loves hot tea and energy drinks
Uses his superhero abilities to keep an eye on his loved ones (mostly Adrien)
He makes concept art and designs costumes for himself and other members of The Resistance
He cares for all his little kamiko’s and keeps them in his own personal butterfly garden
Even though he knows he shouldn’t he doesn’t use all his strength when fighting against Shadybug and Claw Noir because he knows they’re just kids and doesn’t want to hurt them
Has a whole collection of DC superhero comics
He tried to get Adrien to have an interest in superhero’s and the miraculous but stopped when he realized Adrien had more of a liking towards the villains
He tried to never fall in love again because of his never ending guilt of being responsible for Emilie’s death
He’d overly sensitive and optimistic
When he met Chat Noir for the first time he couldn’t help but be reminded of his own son Adrien
He tries not to but can’t help but read all the tabloids involving him
He is married to Nathalie Sancoeur she is the only person who is aware of his secret life as a hero
When he went to Ladybug and Chat Noir’s universe he couldn’t help but go and check on that world’s version of Nathalie. Seeing his lover ill (even if they weren’t lovers in that universe) broke him and he didn’t want to leave
Hesperia doesn’t allow his loved ones to join The Resistance because he fears it’s too dangerous
Hesperia once saved Adrien’s life which made the angsty teenager quite annoyed
Nathalie once stole the butterfly miraculous while Hesperia was sleeping to try it on in an attempt to seduce him. When he woke up he thought she was a villain and tried to attack her. Nathalie never used the miraculous after that
Is jealous of Shadybug’s really awesome outfit
Nathalie often scolds Hesperia when he comes home all bruised and beat up
He plays with Adrien’s video games when he’s not home because he wants to study “fighting strategies” — he’s addicted
Whenever he has to go out on a mission at night he has to leave very quietly otherwise Nathalie will stop him
He made a little tiny bed for his kwami Nooroo to sleep in
Is a cinnamon roll
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A Case of Ladybug Luck Chapter 5
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Gabriel paused again. His mind examined yesterday’s events. It strayed from the look of Verity Queen glaring daggers into his soul, away from the thunderstorm that echoed above, and moved back to his lair. To before. To when his hands were still clean. Only thanks to Ladybug, only because you haven’t won yet. His inner voice was silenced by the memory of searing pain setting his nervous system on fire, of absolute heartbreak comparable to that blasted moment when he realized that Emilie wasn’t waking up on her own, that single second where his entire life had been upturned, and the moment he realized things were never going to be the same again.
That moment had haunted him ever since. To say that Princess Justice was also haunted, by words that tore through her very core and broke her life to pieces, that placed a finality on what had been years of companionship and memory…the apathetic, indifferent part of him, the Hawkmoth who considered emotions carefully, he thought it was comparable. And Gabriel had been responsible for it. He understood, now. Perhaps not everything, but he had most of the picture. Blinded to the danger that Rossi presented, he mistakenly allowed her into his house, close to Adrien.
Gabriel wasn’t blind. He’d felt Princess Justice’s admiration for Adrien. He- he was doing it again. Marinette Dupain Cheng. Marinette. Dupain. Cheng. That was her name. The name of the girl he’d ki- the name of the girl who was dead. Being close to his son from school, she saw what his other classmates, what Gabriel himself, in his rush to claim another advantage, to crush this rebellious streak he had seen building in his son, had dismissed. Miss Marinette had seen it in all its hideous, rancid glory. She saw Lila Rossi taking advantage of her friend.
Hawkmoth had hoped to feel her anger the day that miss Kagami had been Akumatized the second time. He had felt it, but it wasn’t a strong, blazing bout of jealousy. It was part worry and part horror, because she’d been afraid for Adrien’s safety. He hadn’t understood it then, too concerned with finding a powerful Akuma for the day, but looking back, in hindsight, it was clear. It was clear how much she cared for his son. And Adrien had been so upset last night…
Whatever exactly caused miss Dupain Cheng’s suffering, had also terribly hurt his son, almost by default. Gabriel thought back to the protectiveness he’d felt. It must have been extended towards Marinette. That…made a terrifying amount of sense to him. And he’d barely held off on Akumatizing Adrien for it. Why had he even considered it? Because…because it would get him the Miraculous. Somehow. How?
Gabriel hang his head low. He saw Nooroo in the edge of his vision, hovering nearby. Gabriel sighed. He could usually tell when someone was lying if he had his Miraculous on. There was a delicate mix of emotion that caused a lie to be successful, and he’d quickly figured out how to detect it shortly after first meeting Nooroo, so many years ago.
He did not need a magic jewel to see the Kwami was telling the truth. Gabriel himself had ordered Lila get close to Adrien, allowed her to harass his son and attack his best friend. If he had put a stop to it…but no, the opportunity had been too tempting to let go of. Shadowmoth had ignored the greatest pain he’d ever felt in his life, had fought through it tooth and nail, for the sake of capitalizing on miss Dupain Cheng’s suffering and destroying Ladybug and Chat Noir.
When had it gotten like this? When did it go from targeting a teenager who’d been rejected by his crush to deliberately tormenting a girl for months out of some obsessive need to capitalize and turn her into a destructive monster? When had it gone from just making a flashy mess to force the guardian out of hiding, to attacking Paris every week, to creating Akuma with the express purpose of stealing the Miraculous, to simply deciding that the teenagers fighting him had crossed some imaginary line symbolizing his patience, and that they had to die?
How long had it been since he’d first gone too far?
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#miraculous ladybug#ao3 fanfic#a case of ladybug luck#gabriel agreste#he's insane#literally#poor nooroo#putting up with his shit#miraculous fanfic#the power of god#is not saving gabriel this time#sorry buddy#good luck living with your guilt#nooroo#the unpaid therapist#mental unhealth#i swear that tag will never leave this fic#god help them#except gabriel#and lila#lila sucks#anyway!#hope you enjoy
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I WAS LITERALLY ABOUT TO SUGGEST THAT
And an extra layer of drama and angst that I propose here;
Because we know Null was originally going to be the main villain's kwami at some point, what if the wish's price for this seemingly perfect utopia was the imminent doom of the entire universe, caused by the corruption of a kwami?
Think about it this way, Gabriel was transformed when he got cataclysmed, which might have been the only reason it took so long for the effects to spread and slowly kill him, but that then begs the question -
Who got the brunt of the blow? Who was really affected the most? Well, if the miraculous protected Gabriel to an extent, it stands to reason Nooroo was left to absorb most of the destruction.
The wish resulted in a paradise state for Paris with seemingly no effort, but I think I know what the trade off was.
Nooroo has been getting more and more desperate in the later seasons, until finally he broke.
He couldn't take it anymore, so he decided to give up and let the corruption consume him.
And through the wish taking everything good out of him and giving it back to Paris
He was transformed into something unrecognizable that should not be
Something meant to remain formless and nameless by its very nature
The opposite of Transmission, Kwami of Negation
Nooroo was gone and in his place was an empty void
The manifestion of nothingness
Null.
Am I the only one who noticed that in addition to being the Kwamis of Creation and Destruction, Tikki and Plagg are also the Kwamis of Nothingness and Being? Look at what they said: Tikki: I am Tikki, the kwami of Creation! I am everything that isn't yet (Nothingness) and is yet to be (Creation)! Plagg: I am Plagg, the kwami of Destruction! I am everything that is (Being) and no longer will be (Destruction)!
It kinda seemed like for Tikki, she said the same thing twice, which seems to be more along the lines of (Potential) - things that WILL be, just not yet.
#dee writes#miraculous ladybug#miraculous s5 spoilers#miraculous s6 predictions#kinda? I mean its more of a theory#one that i fully dont expect to actually turn out canon#but still i think itd be a pretty cool concept#Especially if they do manage to get the world back to the way it's supposed to be even if they can't undo the wish#Like they reveal all the secrets they realize nothing can be perfect they tie up loose ends and all that#But then they are still left with the lasting consequence of Nooroo never being saved and have to live with that#a kwami was lost to corruption and gone forever after being fundamentally transformed and that can never be undone
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Broken Dashed Ladybug Chapter 1
Being Ladybug was hard work, especially while still dealing the loss of Tucker and putting up with Dash at school. He was glad he had his trusted partner to fall back on in all of this.
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Sam always knew she wanted to help people.
They were always asked what they wanted to be when they grew up as kids. Most kids wanted to be a vet or a firefighter. Some wanted to be popstars or actors like the ones they saw on tv.
As a kid Sam also wanted to be a vet. She wanted to help sickly animals and make sure they would feel better. But the sicker Tucker got, the more her ambitions changed.
Vet, teacher, environmentalist, nurse, doctor.
But as they got older and Tucker got sicker, she grew more disillusioned with the world. She knew that no matter how hard she tried, she’d never be able to help everyone. Not even those closest to her.
Tucker died when they were thirteen.
If only she’d stepped in sooner. If only she’d thought to call on her own family’s doctors sooner. If only their medical system wasn’t so fucked up in this godforsaken country. Then maybe everything would have turned out okay. Maybe her world wouldn’t have been shattered.
She didn’t have any sort of hope left until her parents were talking to one of their rich friends about something called miraculous a few months later.
The miraculous were powerful jewels that granted the wearer immense power. There were many of them long ago. The fox, the turtle, the butterfly. The black cat and ladybug. Most of them seemed to have been lost to time though.
The most powerful of all of them were the black cat and ladybug miraculous. Especially used together. Whoever had them both could make a wish and rewrite reality.
Her parents didn’t believe in any of those stories but they didn’t hesitate in buying the butterfly miraculous when they were given the option. They didn’t even ask what it could do.
She had to get her hands on the miraculous. She could use the butterfly miraculous to find the jewels of the black cat and ladybug. She could use them to help Tucker. To get him back.
She spent weeks planning ways to get the brooch from her parents. It was all for naught when her parents ended up simply gifting it to her. They thought she might like it. It fit her style and interests in the strange while still being elegant and regal.
She pretended she lost it two weeks later.
Her parents were furious but she couldn’t have them growing suspicious once she started using the miraculous and learning what it could do.
When she put on the miraculous for the first time she was surprised to see a little creature flit out of it. Nooroo was the kwami of transmission. He explained that she could grant one person powers of her choosing and they would follow her orders. She could send them to find the miraculous for her.
She transformed for the first time in her greenhouse. She called on a butterfly and did what Nooroo told her. Channel her energy and look for someone she could grant powers to.
It took a bit of practicing, but after a moment of listening she could hear someone’s distressed thoughts. She sent her akuma off.
Sam would get her wish. She needed to bring him back. She needed to help him.
She was going to save him.
#gorgi writes#danny phantom#invisobang#invisobang 2024#danny fenton#dash baxter#sam manson#referenced character death#miraculous ladybug au#dp ml au#fanfiction#fanfic#phic#swagger bishie
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Remember how people who didn't watch Miraculous anymore thought that Shadybug and Claw Noir were an elaborate fandom joke? I bet we could do that.
We could totally Goncharov a wild, ridiculous Season 6 plotline, especially in the spirit of April 1st.
Here are my ideas:
Early on in the season, Adrien/Chat Noir spends a few episodes impersonated by himself from the future. The fact that both have been replaced almost leads to his identity being exposed, but future Chat Noir shows up in the same room as present Adrien and so now people continue thinking he can't be the same person.
Because Cerise has ditched the Lila persona, all three of Lila's unrelated mothers simultaneously report her missing. They eventually join a support group for parents of missing teens, and come to realize they have the same daughter.
Alya and Nino break up. They get back together later in the season. Neither is particularly relevant to the season's overall plotline, and both events happen off-screen with only a passing mention.
In a surprising twist, Cerise is unceremoniously killed off mid-season, and her role as Butterfly Miraculous user is taken over by someone else. The rest of the season is a time travel plot where they try to stop this event, as somehow having Cerise as the villain is better for everyone than this person.
Marinette learns from Lila's moms about her wig-based identities, and becomes increasingly paranoid. She begins trying to yank peoples' hair off, convinced that Cerise faked her death and is in hiding as someone she knows. This culminates in Marinette discovering that Nathalie is actually bald. She immediately drops the search and never mentions wigs again.
It turns out that the Chat Noir that replaced Adrien earlier in the season is from later in the season, as he was trying to prevent Cerise's death.
In the finale, the new Butterfly wielder gets desperate, and orders Nooroo to use his powers, not knowing the consequences of Kwamis using them without holders. This leads to sporadic, unpredictable akumatizations/deakumatizations all throughout Paris. Shockingly, it gives us our first real akumatized Marinette, but it only lasts about a minute.
All of the time travel shenanigans to save Cerise's life ultimately lead to multiple copies of her around Paris. The main one continues being the Butterfly wielder. Three stay with Lila's three moms in sort of a Full House/Three's Company situation, becoming the Lila triplets. Having nothing else to do, the rest become background extras for the show, where they copy and paste the same model but with different hairstyles and eye colors.
#miraculous ladybug#miraculous#mlb#ml meme#miraculous meme#kinda#marinette dupain cheng#adrien agreste#nino lahiffe#alya cesaire#lila rossi#ml cerise#ml season 6#miraculous season 6#mlb season 6
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Scarlet Lady: Origins (Part 1)
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That blasted girl! she thought. She had been the queen of this class of pathetic, poor peasants for years, and Dupain-Cheng, who was the worst of the lot, had somehow got a spine to replace the baguette she once had!
Baguette, ha! I kill myself.
Maybe that new girl, Cesar or whatever, had something to do with it, but she needed to make sure Dupain-Cheng got the message that no one got away with messing with Chloé Bourgeois, the Princess of Paris!
“I’ve got to get back at that upstart Marinette and Alya for talking back to me,” she muttered, and she looked towards the girl, who was distracted doing whatever homework she had missed, the clumsy idiot. And she also saw her bag - seriously, what a horrible thing, not even a Dior! - unattended to a side.
Struck by a brilliant idea, she carefully walked towards the bag and put her hand inside. Maybe she could find something she could use to put her down, back into her place. Her fingertips touched something wooden and polished, and when she grabbed it and pulled out, she saw that it was an eight-sided box that looked really old and expensive.
Hahahaha! This is probably an old family heirloom! she thought, crowing to herself with an evil smile. She’ll be totally freaked when she can’t find it! Perfect!
As she left back for her seat, Marinette remained completely oblivious to what just happened.
And would remain so for months.
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Perhaps, if she had known what that act of thievery would bring her, Chloé Bourgeois might not have carried it out.
Perhaps.
But Chloé Bourgeois was never one to think on the long-term consequences of her actions.
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Back home from that peasants’ building known as Collège Françoise Dupont, Chloé sat on her bed and picked the box she had purloined - not robbed, robbing is something those who are pathetic do! - and admired its colors.
“A pity that this was wasted in that family of boulangers,” she said. “Let’s see what kind of treasure I won. Hee hee!”
And she opened the box.
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Within the box, the kwami known as Tikki had been waiting for this moment for quite some time. Master Fu had shown her how her future holder, Marinette, looked and acted like, and she knew it would be a wonderful partnership. With Nooroo and the Butterfly Miraculous in the hands of someone who would use it for evil, someone needed to act - and who better than the girl that showed strength of character and compassion in every act?
The box opened. This was her moment!
“Hello, Marinette!” she said, smiling. “Please, don’t be afraid, everything’s--!”
The light that usually covered this kind of thing vanished... and she saw that the person in front of her was clearly not Marinette. Blonde, long hair in a ponytail, rather than black and held in pigtails. Blue, cruel eyes instead of innocent blue. Features of Caucasian ascendancy instead of Chinese.
Conclusion: Master Fu had made a mistake.
“WHO ARE YOU?!” Tikki screamed, trying to make a sense of what had happened.
“THAT’S MY LINE!!!” the girl screamed even louder.
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Elsewhere in Paris, a boy by the name of Adrien Agreste had discovered a similar box, containing a ring and the kwami known as Plagg. After the terrible day he had had, with his attempt to finally go to school thwarted by Nathalie and his bodyguard, he had listened to the cat-like creature and jumped into the chance to become something he had always wanted to be.
A Superhero.
“THIS IS GONNA BE AWESOME!!!”
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He would regret those words soon enough.
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Chloé couldn’t make heads or tails of what this little bug was telling her.
Going out there to fight some monster that had suddenly shown up?
"You’re the only one who can stop the Akuma!” the bug said.
As in, doing something sweaty?
“You use Lucky Charm to save the day?”
Helping other people? Her mere presence was enough to do that! She didn’t need to do like Majestia and waste her precious time in making people think they had any value beyond doing what she wanted.
“You have a partner?!”
And not even a way to claim the credit! No, she had to share it with some no-name peasant, and she couldn’t tell anyone she was the one that had saved their lives! No, she had to hide herself for whatever dumb, irrelevant reason the bug had mentioned, something about someone wanting to rob the earrings she had purloined from Dupain-Cheng.
But the bug was persistent. It kept pestering her until she agreed to it.
Well, maybe she could actually do something and bask in the love of the masses.
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At the Dupain-Cheng’s house, Marinette thought she had earned a prize for finally telling Chloé off for being a jerk, so she had made herself some popcorn and gone to watch TV, where the usual programming had been replaced by a live newscast.
Un Super-Vilain Á Paris?
A giant creature, who for some reason the newscast had identified as Stoneheart, had shown up in the middle of the city, and was causing quite a lot of chaos.
“Stoneheart is moving toward the Montparnasse Tower!” Nadja Chamack reported, clearly shaken by the current events, as the titan punched a car and sent it flying several meters away.
“Sucks,” Marinette said, munching on her popcorn. Not like there was much she could do. If she were part of something like United Heroez, she would probably jump into action, but she was a civilian, so--
“The monster... seems to be unstoppable!”
And, as Stoneheart kept ambling towards its target, at the down left corner of the screen, Marinette saw something.
Or, rather, someone.
“ALYA!!! What are you doing?!”
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How does Lois Lane always look so perfect when she does this?! Alya Césaire thought, panting as she pedaled behind Stoneheart. This could be the start of her journalist career!
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“I’m starting to get the hang of this,” Adrien - no, Chat Noir, that was his superhero name - said, following the trail Stoneheart was leaving behind.
“aaaaaaaaAAAAAHHHHH!”
Pain.
Before he could react, someone had crashed on him, and now the two of them were tangled in some sort of thin rope and hanging upside down. And, as he recovered his sight, he was met with someone wearing a domino mask, similar to his, but red with black polka dots.
This had to be the partner Plagg had mentioned! Well, maybe he could break the ice and begin with a good joke.
“Well, nice of you to drop in!”
“Omigod, no.”
Seriously? Not even a smile?
Tough crowd.
The girl in red pulled on something, and the rope around them suddenly became untangled, causing them both to fall to the ground.
“Say, what’s your name, partner?”
“Why should I tell you?” she replied, with a tone that reminded him too much of his father talking down to someone else - usually him.
“I’m Chat Noir! Nice to meet you!” A loud noise reminded him that Stoneheart was still loose, and he swung back in action. “Come on! Stoneheart seems to be going for the Parc des Princes!”
“Stone-who?” he thinks he hears her say, but it might have just been his imagination. He didn’t pay it any mind.
It was time to be a hero!
----
Sabine Dupain-Cheng looked in shock as her darling daughter nearly crashed down the stairs and towards the door, a look of dread in her face.
“Marinette, where are you going? Lunch is almost over.”
“Out because my new best friend is INSANE!!!”
The bell clinked as Marinette opened the door, picked her bike and started to pedal westward.
“What’s going on here?” she wondered. Well, she would certainly learn about it later.
----
Chat Noir charged towards Stoneheart, his new staff - he could make it grow like Goku did, which was amazing - in hand, and attacked the creature, distracting it from the guy it was trying to attack.
BANG! the staff sounded as it hit Stoneheart’s head.
And then Stoneheart grew in size.
“Oh shit, he’s bigger!” he said, dodging an attack. “Where are you, partner?”
Looking around, he saw his partner standing at the top of the stadium.
“Ah, there!” Good, she could jump in and help him stop Stone- wait, was that a compact mirror?
She was preening in front of a mirror while he was here, risking his life?
“HEY!!!” he shouted, dodging another attack.
----
It looked like that mangy cat had everything well in hand, so she didn’t need to do anything at all! Whew! She could just stand here and let him do all the work, that was what peasants were for, after all.
“What are you waiting for, Super Red Bug?” a voice said from below, and Chloé Bourgeois turned to see the new girl down below, a cellphone in her hands.
“Ugh, you again.”
“The world is watching you!” Césaire said, gleaming and smiling.
“The world is watching...?”
Oh my god, this was perfect! She could jump in, easily put a stop to the monster and bang! Instantly famous! The adoration of all Paris was at hand!
She closed her new compact mirror and grinned.
----
Chat Noir was starting to feel that maaaaaaybe he was a bit over his head. Nothing he could do to Stoneheart could stop him, and it was a hard task to just keep dodging everything. And, of course, his partner refused to do anything.
Stoneheart had grabbed one of the goals with its gigantic left hand, and was clumsily attempting to swing it at him, but fortunately his years of fencing had given him the reflexes to avoid such a large object, and the suit was actually making him faster and stronger!
But then Stoneheart tossed the goal - and it was clear the target was not him, but a red-haired, dark-skinned girl that seemed to have followed them into the stadium.
Oh, no!! he thought, and he turned about to attempt to stop the large object from hitting the girl.
“ALYA!”
Before he could act, someone else, a girl with black bluish hair in a pair of cute pigtails, tackled the red-haired girl out of the way.
“You came!” the red-haired girl - Alya - said.
“Yeah, but why did you?!” the new girl replied.
Whew, crisis solved. Now, he had to find out how to stop Stoneheart, quickly, before it could cause further disruption.
“Cat boy!” the pigtailed girl said, and he felt her hand on his shoulder.
“It’s Chat Noir, actually!” he replied, turning to look at her - and wow, she was quite cute and blushing.
“He doesn’t open his fist!”
“Good note, thanks! Maybe you should be a hero!”
Anyone could be better than his "partner". Not that that was a high bar to surpass.
“Priorities!” the girl said.
----
Chloé could only see red. That blasted cat had said that Dupain-Cheng should be a hero? Ha! As if!
She jumped and kicked Stone-whatever in the head, sending it tumbling away as she turned to the cat and her classmate.
“WHAT DID YOU SAY?!” she shouted.
“Wow, wow, calm down! Maybe we need to use our powers to stop him? Cataclysm! My power destroys anything,” the cat said, his right hand covered in some sort of icky black thing.
“How barbaric. And useless. Like you.”
“Did I look cool?”
The cat thought he was cool? She wanted to laugh.
“Absolutely not.”
The cat grabbed the large net thing that had fallen nearby with his right hand, and suddenly the white on the stick became black, and in seconds the entire thing had disintegrated into dust.
She was sickened to have to admit it, but that trick left her hair standing.
“Jesus...”
“So, what about yours?” the cat challenged her.
You’re going to swallow those words, you mangy cat!
“Lucky Charm!” she declaimed. After a flash of pink, she felt something heavy in her hands, that seemed to be made of rubber and looked a lot like this unfashionable costume she was wearing. “Oh, ha ha, Tikki.”
“So, how useful is your power?” he taunted her, and she angrily threw the thing at him.
“Why not ask your other partner?!”
“You just don’t want to work,” he muttered. Well, of course she didn’t! Work was something someone as important as her shouldn’t be bothered with!
You’ll come crawling back to me once you see how useless Clumsinette is, she thought, grinning at the idea of her rival doing anything useful at all.
“Cat boy, run interference!”
“it’s Chat Noir!”
“Alya, the tap!”
“You got it!”
What.
----
Chat Noir followed the black-haired girl’s instructions. The moment he had given her the polka-dotted red wetsuit, she had immediately come up with a plan. It was a bit risky, particularly since he would have to let himself get captured, but something told him he could trust her.
His trust was rewarded. The girl had managed to trick Stoneheart into grabbing her and the wetsuit, dropping a purple rock from its closed right fist, and then Alya had opened the hose tap, filling the wetsuit to grow and forcing Stoneheart’s fist open. The girl had quickly jumped out, ran for the rock and stomped on it, letting out a black butterfly and a crumpled piece of paper.
And Stoneheart transformed back into a large boy that looked to be his age.
The girl picked up the note and ran for the large boy, shouting what he presumed was his name, as his ring began to beep.
“What’s the noise mean?”
“Dunno, I didn’t read the manual,” he said. Maybe he should have waited for Plagg to explain everything before transforming?
----
“Kim wrote it. He’s always making fun of me,” Ivan confessed to his classmate.
“Pa, don't worry about him. He cried when we saw The Little Mermaid when we were 10.”
He chuckled.
----
Chloé grabbed the rubber thing - now empty of water - and attempted to rip it, but it only stretched without giving in.
No one’s paying attention to me!
How could this be? She was Chloé Bourgeois! The Princess of Paris! Everyone’s eyes should be on her! All the boys should be in love with her! Everyone should worship her! But here they were, paying attention to a mangy cat and Bruel who got his dumb arse turned into a monster, instead of her!
Oh, wait. Tikki had said something about this, right? That she could fix stuff broken by the monsters with this Lucky Charm thing?
“Hey, reporter girl! Catch this! MIRACULOUS LADYBUG!”
The Lucky Charm transformed into a cloud of ladybugs that flew around everything Bruel had destroyed as Stone-whatever. In moments everything was back to its normal state - still below the quality she demanded of everything, of course.
“Whoa!!” Césaire said, and she rushed towards her, cellphone in hand. “Incredible! You can fix everything?! Hey, what do we call you, Wonderbug?!”
Now, that was closer to what she expected. Still not enough simpering, but closer.
“Well, obviously not that. Let’s see...”
----
Chat Noir was tired. Fighting Stoneheart had taken out a lot off him. And he realized that maybe the beeping was some kind of count down.
And then he heard his ‘partner’ proclaim to have saved the day ‘in spite of her clumsy partner’s inability to do anything right’.
“You... you didn’t do anything,” he muttered, astonished of her credit stealing. But then the beeping became more insistent and he left: he had to return home before someone noticed he wasn’t in his room.
Somehow, the beginning of being a hero had become nothing like he had thought it would be.
----
Fu sipped on his favorite tea, relaxing after a long day. Wayzz had reported that the negative energy of the Butterfly had vanished, which meant that young Marinette and young Adrien had managed to stop Stoneheart and captured the corrupted butterfly transforming him. Good. Ah, if only he were a few decades younger! He would have been able to go out there and guide the two young heroes in the matters of the Miraculous.
Wayzz clicked on the remote to turn on the TV and see if the news were mentioning anything about the attack.
“... our new hero, Scarlet Lady...”
He turned to look at the screen, only to notice something strange, because the girl wearing the Ladybug Miraculous didn’t resemble his Chosen wielder at all-
“... thanks to amateur footage by local student, Alya Césaire...”
-and then the screen showed Marinette and a red-haired girl he supposed was this Alya Césaire, smiling at the camera.
“Wait...” Wayzz said. The problem was clear: if Marinette was there in her civilian clothes, who was wearing the Ladybug Miraculous?
He barely noticed as his teacup crashed into the floor.
----
“So... her name is Scarlet Lady...”
Plagg was a bit disturbed by his bearer’s angry face. What in the holy name of Camembert had happened to leave him like he had gone a few rounds with trying to swallow some mushrooms?
“I’ll call her Scar for the scars she leaves on my life.”
Uh-oh.
----
Tikki enjoyed the cookies Chloé had offered her.
But she still wondered why she was here, instead of with Marinette.
And she remembered there was something she hadn’t explained.
“Did you catch the akuma?”
Chloé gave her what she supposed was what humans called the ‘deer-in-the-headlights’ look.
“Huh?”
Uh-oh.
----
Origins (Part 2)
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