#weeping the miraculous

[sporesgalaxy]

Victims of Circumstance?

I passed out in the middle of drawing this last night but it's been in my brain for days!

this is how I can know so little and so much about them at the same time lol. The themés

[miraculouslbcnreactions]

I feel like I owe Kim Possible a minor apology. In a recent post, I used Kim and Ron's romance as an example of how the love square should have been written. I've also talked about how Ron's the perfect example of a male comedy sidekick who is more than just a comedy sidekick because he's treated as Kim's perfect partner. I've probably mentioned Kim Possible other times, too, because it's such a good match for what Miraculous is trying to do.

Because I keep singing Kim Possible's praises I decided that I should rewatch the show to make sure that my nostalgia goggles weren't blinding me to some major flaw. So far, they weren't. If anything, I've been underselling the show. This is where we get to that apology I mentioned at the start.

Prior to this rewatch, I would have told you that Ron's importance wasn't really discussed until the later seasons because the first season of a formulaic kids show is almost always a testing grounds to see what works, so things can be a little rough. Plus Ron's importance isn't exactly something that you need to dive into early on when you've got a two person team. No one is questioning Ron's importance right out of the gate. He's there to be the comedy sidekick. No explanation needed.

Imagine my surprise when the plot of episode six is all about Kim and Ron getting into a fight about Ron excelling at their part time job while Kim kinda sucks, leading to Kim going to fight alone while Ron keeps working. Kim fails, Ron gets a call that she's in trouble, and:

Wade: Not important. Kim's in trouble. She found Drakken at inside giant Cheese Wheel but I lost contact. She needs help. Your help. Ned: Well, well, well. Looks like you've got a choice to make, Stoppable! What's more important? Your sacred duty as assistant manager or your role as goofy sidekick? Ron: Well, that's no choice at all. I guess it's time to say buenos noches, Bueno Nacho.

Dude doesn't even hesitate. Doesn't matter if they're fighting or if he's feeling underappreciated, Kim needs his help? He's there. Their fight can wait until after Kim is safe. This is why I love Ron. Total dork, but you can't ask for a better partner.

Ron's rescue attempt initially goes south, but instead of getting mad, we get this genuinely sweet moment:

Ron: Guess that wasn't much of a plan. Kim: Not as great as your Bueno Nacho bathroom-break chart. Ron: I gooned on assistant-manager power. You were right. Kim: I did resent your superior burrito technique. You're entitled to excel. Forgive me? Ron: Duh! Forgive me? Kim: Totally.

Boy do I love these two! Their friendship was so genuine right from the start. This whole episode is just oozing how much they care for each other, it's great!

After this moment, they save the day with Ron playing a big part in Kim's plan because right from season one, season one, the writers understood that Kim could never be shown to win when Ron wasn't around.

As you may have guessed from the cheese wheel line, the plot of this episode is pretty absurd even for Kim Possible. That's been the case for all of the early episodes, but I think that the plots are going to improve as the seasons go on because I remember the later seasons having much stronger plots. We'll see if that proves true. Even if the plots stay kinda weak, I've still gotta give full credit to the writers for their early character work. They really understood Kim and Ron's relationship right from the start, didn't they? And in a show like this, that's the most important element to get right.

Don't worry, I'm not going to flood your dash with Kim Possible love, I just had to take a moment to appreciate how good the character work was here. They really did want Ron to feel like more than Kim's goofy sidekick and they pulled it off while sticking to the show's absurd writing and formulaic structure. As Miraculous has shown, that isn't something that just naturally happens. It takes effort, so I had to take a moment to gush because I don't get to gush about good character work often while running this blog. I hope this also makes it clear that, when it comes to writing, I'm not looking for perfection. I'm just looking for a good time. So far, that's what this rewatch is giving me.

[bittersweetresilience]

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Archive Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships: Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir & Félix Fathom Characters: Félix Fathom, Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir, Colt Fathom, Original Animal Character(s) Additional Tags: Time Loop, Blood and Gore, Animal Death, Temporary Character Death, Heavy Angst, Suicide, Catatonia, experimental fic with horror elements, Identity Reveal, Trauma, Past Child Abuse, sentimonster félix but it's only relevant in one scene, Violence, some comfort but the comfort hurts, HOWEVER we have a, Hopeful Ending Words: 4,933

Félix is always watching Adrien die.

[miraculous-magicalconnections]

"Statuesque, I am Monarque!"

Aka my design for an Akumatized Nathalie

Nathalie gets Akumatized into Statuesque during Origins rather than Ivan/Stoneheart, but I wanted to keep a similar vibe while also making it its own Akuma

Statuesque's design is heavily based off of marble statues along with the art of kintsugi, which uses gold to fix broken pottery

When I finally got to designing her, I realized how boring a grayscale character would be and when I remembered kintsugi, I was so happy to add it since this brings her backstory and reason for Akumatization into the design which is something I love about visual storytelling

Her powers work as a mixture of Timebreaker and Reflekta, as when she touches someone with her cane, she gets stronger and turns them into a marble statue of themselves that then act as weeping angels (the statues can't turn others into statues)

[dolichomorph]

manifesting a new bee!chloe in season 6 🕯️🙏🕯️

[mistboundmoon]

The figure that trudged through the Parisian night was unknowable under her disguise, but the determination and steel in her voice was a balm to the few nervous citizens who encountered her. As they watched familiar spots disappear into the gloom, they took solace in the fact that miraculous or no, Ladybug would never give up on them.

[evanescentsun]

shadybug 🐞

she isn’t impressed with u.

[gloryseized]

the most natural place to be is your hand in mine. independent, selective, dash-only, multimuse sideblog feat. L.ink from Bot.W/Tot.K. ( Other muses include characters from Persona 5, Miraculous Ladybug, PJO, and Princess Tutu )

promo by the amazing @flockrest / follows back from @stygicniron . personal dni

[sentient-stove]

Trick or treaters to my inbox get a snippet from one of my aus that they specify :D

[inner-sakura]

Same anon as before, technically the songs aren't compiled together in an official playlist, it's more just a mental list of songs that remind me of HEA/TF due to the lyrics, similar vibes, or due to me being into that song when I was reading

But I will share that list (and I apologize for my eclectic and strange music taste in advance):

The story of Us -Taylor Swift Friends -Chase Atlantic Budapest -George Ezra Golden Hour -JVKE Lush Life -Zara Larson Cruel Summer -Taylor Swift Heaven -Niall Horan August- Taylor Swift Forever and Always- Taylor Swift Poison & Wine- The Civil Wars I Wanna be yours -Arctic Monkeys

Anyways, thank you for allowing me to fangirl over your fic for a moment!

OMG never apologize for eclectic music taste i LIVE for that!!!

ok first of all i cannot wait to check out the songs i haven't heard on this list and secondly i LOVE all the t-swift on here. i think i have like three or four songs minimum by her on the playlist i listen to while i write??? i have a problem......

anyway since you so kindly sent me your list, here are a few off of mine that i always go back to! in case youre interested~

love story by taylor swift (because of course LOL)

what if i love you by gatlin (this is literally the first song i added to the HEA playlist when i started writing. idk why but it just stuck with me)

would you be so kind by dodie (the pining! the rom-com vibes!)

you were in my dream by laur elle (love love loooove this one)

you are in love by taylor swift (THIS ONE!!! HNGHNHGNHGNHG)

i loved you first by joan (this one has adrien allll over it)

backseat by charli adams (specifically for the scene where they're driving home from the first party in HEA. such a throwaway scene and yet it has its own song LOL. explain the logic. [spoiler: there is none.])

better off by trousdale (listen to this during the breakup scene towards the end of HEA and you will KNOW. PAIN.)

and finally, hypotheticals by lake street dive, which inspired not only the series title, but also the titles of both HEA and TF!

[meetherinparis]

Emilie Agreste, her golden portrait, when she sees how her husband neglects thier son.

[sporesgalaxy]

hip youth pastor vs. the death cult duo

[taraxacum-vulpes]

[insert the most disgusting sound known to man i can't do this]

[andhumanslovedstories]

I closed the bathroom door to pee with a little privacy (other people with cats are already shaking their heads at me) because Weevil is being particularly clingy this afternoon, and when she’s like this and I go to the bathroom, she immediately jumps on my naked lap, which is cute but also. Honey I am trying to piss. So I closed the door, and now the baby is CRYING, she is WEEPING, she is scrambling her little claws against the wood and mewling, all of which is turns out is actually more distracting to the whole process I’m trying to start in here, on account of it being hard to relax when you are also wondering if you’re history’s greatest monster, so fine fine, the cat wins. I got up, shuffled over to the door, and let her in, at which point she ran between my legs and jumped up on the toilet bowl. I’m not sure what her end goal was here because Weevil is the clumsiest cat I’ve ever met, so she instantly slipped, got her front legs soaked in in the miraculously still unused toilet, jumped six feet in the air, and knocked over every knock overable item in her immediate vicinity. And now she’s SO SAD again because I won’t let this creature still damp with toilet water sit in my lap. I am raising a toddler with claws.

[bittersweetresilience]

i'm here to spread my suffering because peyton enacted immense psychic damage on me by reminding me of this tonight

Essentially there is a lot of evidence in child psychology that those symbols will recur in abused childrens portrayal of themselves no arms for powerlessness, empty eyes for feelings of numbness/depression, no mouth because they arent allowed to talk about whats happening to them

but at least he drew himself with one arm, right? he knows he has one person who loves him? he's holding adrien's hand?

My thinking for the hand holding is that Adrien added that 😭

PEYTON WHAT IF YOU JUST BURIED ME NOW

bon voyage chapter 3 is up on AO3 <3

this time, we visit london to witness more cousin bonding, as well as ladrien and ladynoir moments! underneath all that, the drama is building up!!!

[juricel]

seeing your posts and as a small attempt to break authors block here's a lil request (^_-)

ok so id like to request yandere shadow milk cookie with a s/o who somewhat acts like candy apple cookie? like... not ACTUALLY candy apple cookie but theyre obsessed with him and is willing to do everything he desires and commands + gets really jealous when he interacts with someone ^o^

-🐧 anon

(btw ive read your old orphaned fics in ao3 and miraculously found your tumblr you dont know how happy i am)

a/n: okay first of all... how... and second of all, we do NOT talk about my orphaned ao3 fics. not in this household. zip mouth.

— yandere! shadow milk cookie x obsessive! reader

໒꒰՞ ܸ. .ܸ՞꒱ა ۪ ׂ CONTENT WARNING: yanderes, heavy possessive and obssessive behavior, unhealthy relationship, implied forced established relationship, implied emotional abuse, psychological manipulation, emotional abuse, threats of physical violence, imprisonment/kidnapping, coercion, control, dependency, non-consensual power dynamics, potential ooc.

𖦁 to say that he adored your obsessiveness is an understatement—no, he was besotted with it: savoring your sweet fixation like a sugared poison on the tongue, watching with bright, slitted amusement as you knelt before him without question, without hesitation, a devotee at the altar of his caprice. how you squirmed beneath the lightest flick of his attention, how your breath hitched when he, with deliberate carelessness, let his interest wander elsewhere. ah, but that was his favorite part—the way your jealousy trembled at the edges of you, coiling tight, teeth bared but mouth shut, the way your hands clenched in your lap, as if to keep yourself from lunging, from begging. he would press upon that wound like a scholar taking notes, tilt his head to better see how it darkened in your chest, how it shaped the curve of your shoulders, how it swelled against your ribs like a swallowed scream. It was divine, this spectacle of you unraveling in real time, caught in a dance between anger and longing, between dignity and desperation, ah, you were just too cute like that, he couldn't help himself from prodding on it, gently, softly, and slowly making you break in jealousy! but more than that—more than your ire, more than your brittle restraint—it was your fear that delighted him most, that quiet, gnawing terror that, if he ever truly turned away, you might cease to exist altogether.

𖦁 cruelty? oh, but that was such an ugly word, so ill-fitting, so crass. he never meant to be cruel—never. he was merely curious, merely an observer conducting a harmless little experiment, a scholar of your trembling devotion. how could he resist the temptation to nudge, just a little, just to see? a whisper here, a lingering touch elsewhere, a fleeting glance in another’s direction—what a marvel it was, the way you burned. and if you had not responded so exquisitely—if your breath had not hitched so prettily, if your fingers had not curled into your palms, if your voice had not quivered with that delicious mixture of fury and desperation—then, surely, none of this would have been necessary. but you had, and so it was, and really, really now, how could you blame him for indulging in such a delectable reaction? oh, but please—don’t cry. won’t you look at him? won’t you listen? there’s no need for all these trembling lips and damp lashes, no need for those hands to shake at your sides as if they don’t know whether to strike or to cling. he’ll never leave you, not ever, so why weep as if he would? and really, as much as he wants to regret it—the tears, the way your breath catches between sobs, the exquisite fire in your eyes when fury overtakes sorrow and your hands lash out, striking him with more love than hatred—he simply can’t. because you are beautiful like this, you are his like this, raw and fraying and utterly caught in the web of him. surely, you wouldn’t mind a few lies, would you? soft ones, sweet ones, warm as milk and thick as honey, sliding down your throat. if only you had paid him more attention, this wouldn't have happened. if only you had never turned away, never left his side even for a moment, he wouldn't have done this. if only you had been good enough, loved him enough, wanted him enough—then, perhaps, perhaps, perhaps, he wouldn’t have needed to do this at all. but he knows you understand, don’t you? you always do. that’s what he loves about you. wasn't he such a sweetheart? a cruel obsessive lunatic

𖦁 oh, but perhaps, perhaps… if you came to his spire, if you lived in it, breathed in its air, let its walls wrap around you like an embrace—if you stayed within the sanctuary of his love, right beneath his pinky, tucked neatly where you belong—then maybe, maybe he wouldn’t have to be so cruel. yes, yes—that was it. the answer had been so simple all along! if you stayed, if you never left, if you allowed yourself to melt into the fabric of his world, then surely he wouldn’t need to do such things, wouldn’t need to test you, wouldn’t need to watch you unravel just to be certain you were still his. stay, won’t you? let him love you properly, let him keep you as you should be kept. it’ll feel just like home, he promises—just like home, only better.

𖦁 you’ll do anything he says, don't you? of course you will. you always do. so then, listen closely—for this was his command: be good. be quiet. be his. come to him, right where he can see you, right beneath his strings. it’ll be heaven. oh, it will—a place where you don’t have to think, don’t have to fight, don’t have to worry. just let go, let him pull, let him move you as he pleases. wouldn’t that be easier? wouldn’t that be beautiful?

𖦁 surely you won’t mind being kept in a cage, right? after all, isn’t this what you wanted? to be his, to have his undivided attention, to be held so tightly you could never slip away? oh, but he’s giving you everything—his love, his time, his adoration. isn’t that enough? isn’t that what you craved? so don’t ever leave. don’t even think about it. because if you do—if you even try—then, well… he’ll have to make sure you never do it again. he’ll have to fix you, won’t he? break you down, piece by piece, until you can’t walk, can’t eat, can’t move without him. until every little thing you do, every breath you take, is only possible because of him. oh, but don’t look so afraid. this is love, isn’t it? this is what you wanted, this is what you've yearned and sought for all along, there was no use in thinking anymore, he'll help you! for he has more than enough knowledge to assist you.

a/n: I loathe shadow milk cookie so much I want to wrap him up in unmarred flowers, let the thorns of roses prickle his skin and watch until his blood mingles with the petals, till air thick with the smell of iron, till life drains from him in a slow, sickly feast of pain.

anyway, for those who had requested during my hiatus, please resend your requests if you still would like it done! the second owner usually deletes them without a glance so I could pay more attention to my studies and church duties (all requests after this work has been deleted as i immediately went into hiatus afterward)