Find your tribe in a Sea of Creativity
Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4 || Part 5???
Chloe could not stand you. Over the past month that you had been attending the same school as her, she had grown a rather distinct hatred for you, stemming from the relationship blooming between you and Adrien. She noticed the sweet smile on your face every time you spoke to him, the way your fingers seemed to brush when he would lean over to your side of the desk. She could distinctly remember the way you elbowed him in the side for trying to copy your answers, his bashful laugh as he searched for an excuse of his copying. It was infuriating and unfair. Her thoughts were suddenly cut off as an unexpected voice called out to her.
"Madame Chloe, the car is waiting for you," Chloe's butler, or as she called him 'Jean-whatever-your-name-is', alerted the girl from behind her bedroom door, his knuckles wrapping against it with a gentle knock.
The blonde girl let out an obnoxious groan, yanking her yellow jacket on over the top of her black and white striped shirt. As overly dramatic as usual, she shoved the door open, ultimately pushing the poor man down and storming to the front of the hotel. She got in the white limousine and left for school.
~~~
The next day started the same as all the others. You struggled pulling yourself out of bed, showered in cold water despite how much it made your joints ached and then returned to getting dress. Today you wore a knee brace on your right knee, favouring your left more than usual. You were yet to notice the effect that the miraculous had on you outside of your hero persona. Grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge you didn't bother waking your parents to say goodbye. Reaching for your bag as you stood just in front of the front door, you took one look back into the house before you simply left, not giving the house a second look. You were starting to grow tired of the same routine. Waking up, leaving the house with no goodbye, going to school and then returning to a battle against an akuma that you weren't even allowed to fight yet. Part of you wanted to get your hands dirty, aching and yearning for the adrenaline that would rush through your system whenever there was a slight mention of a supposed akumatization.
While the walk itself wasn't long, it felt as if it took an hour. You were tired from the nights work. Akuma's had become rare, and you were still yet to properly face one without just lending the occasional hand of whisking away surrounding citizens so they wouldn't get hurt. With each day that had passed you had easily memorised the walk to school, rarely needing your own mind to take you there when your legs already knew the way. Letting your feet guide you, your mind started to wander a bit.
The truce you made a few weeks back flashed through your mind. You hadn't really interacted with Chat Noir since then, but you were sure something had changed between the two of you. You recognised his small glances towards you, instead of being greeted with sharp eyes, they were more curious. Although he was still jealous of you, envious of the attention you received from Ladybug, you were proud to say that you no longer thought that the feline heroine hated you. Your last patrol together was the night before. He didn't speak much, but when he did, it didn't seem to come out as harsh as usual. He was a strange boy, that was for sure.
Not realising that you'd already made it to your class, you almost walked into the door. Shaking your head, you pushed open the door and stepped inside. What you were yet to notice was the blonde girl standing next to the doorway, her foot sticking out just enough to make contact with your ankle. The connection sent you tumbling to the ground with little to no witnesses other than Sabrina. Your water bottle rolled across the hardwood floor. The blonde smirked down at you. She found an empty joy in watching you crumple to the floor, falling to pieces from such a simple manoeuvre.
"Whoops!" she feigned shock, "Maybe you should watch where you're going next time, foreigner." The smirk on her face made you feel sick. For the first time in years, you felt humiliated. You didn't have the time to process the hurt that you felt, both physically and somewhat mentally. Putting on a brave face, you pulled yourself to your feet, favouring your left side to the point your leg buckled slightly under your weight. "Listen, I don't understand what I have done to you that makes you believe tripping me over is the answer," you began, "I'm sure there's a good person inside that heart of yours."
Your words made her crystal eyes widen momentarily. They seemed to hit a vulnerable spot within her, but as soon as it came to her it disappeared. "You don't know what you're talking about. You are ridiculous!" She huffed, easily hiding the slight pang of guilt she felt under a snobby mask. Sabrina looked at you, her eyes were the window to her soul. Guilt was plastered on her face, leaking from her pores with every second she stood near you. Yet, the girl did nothing to defend or help you. She simply pulled her head down and held Chloe's books tighter to her chest. You never liked being forgiving, but you would have forgiven the two with a simple apology or explanation even if it wasn't to your standards. You rolled your eyes, moving from the door to place your bag next to your desk in its usual spot. Gaining no reaction from you, Chloe left without sparing a second glance, practically dragging Sabrina out by the wrist.
You regretted coming to school so early. Tears threatened to fall as you finally let the weight of the situation fall upon your shoulders. You truly couldn't think of what you had done to Chloe. In fact, it wasn't until today that you had properly spoken before. Taking in one last shaking breath, you wiped your eyes with the sleeves of your sweater. There was no point in letting her words or actions get the better of you. If you were to be akumatized, who knows what would happen. Rolling your right ankle under the desk you bit down on your bottom lip. She didn't sprain your ankle, but it definitely left you with a jolt of pain when you moved. You hoped it would go away on its own, not needing the extra pain when your knee was already burning.
The opening of the door pulled you from your thoughts. Quicky wiping your eyes, you scrambled to pull your textbook from your bag. Your hands shook from the previous interactions, almost making you drop the pencil you held.
Curious eyes stared down at you as the young man made his way to his seat. He sat down next to you, flashing his usual friendly smile. He spoke your name, and you finally looked up. Graced by the solemn look on your face, Adrien frowned. The two of you had grown rather closer over this last month, exchanging numbers and often riding home together. He knew to an extent the struggles you faced each day, but he had never seen you look so disappointed and dejected.
"Are you alright?"
The words hit you like a harsh wave, stinging as it crashed against your warm skin. Instead of answering, you simply sighed. Although the desire to understand the situation, to ultimately make you feel better, burnt deep within the core of his chest, Adrien hesitated. He nodded. "I understand. I'm here." His warm palm brushed against your shoulder once again, however instead of pulling away like you typically did, you leaned into it.
The blonde boy's eyes widened, his breath hitching in his throat. He had never really had such a seamless interaction with the someone. The warmth of your shoulder spread throughout his palm, coursing through his veins as if it were his own blood, his lifeline. His reaction didn't go unnoticed to you, although you were much too busy sulking about the previous situation. A heavy distaste for the rich girl sat in the pit of your stomach. Not even Adrien could pull you out of that hatred.
~~~
The day was over almost as soon as it begun. After your little interaction with Adrien earlier, he had promised to take you to the park after school. His simple excuse to his father, with the bribery of his bodyguard, was that fencing practice just so happened to be running late. It was the entire reason you were walking next to him, chortling at the jokingly snide comment he had made about the ladybug pin on your bag. You could only assume he was joking.
"What? Do you really believe that Chat Noir is better?" You rose a brow, simply teasing the other. The look of pride that flashed through his eyes made your playful façade falter. You shook it off as nothing, the small upturn of his lips distracting you from your own scepticism. There was something about his little scoff that made your stomach flutter. It felt so familiar, yet at the same time so out of reach. You chalked it back to another time you had hung out, maybe you had heard him scoff that way when he drove you home? You shook your head and turned your attention towards the taller boy.
He rolled his eyes slightly, a sight you didn't see often under the guise of his bodyguard. "Of course! He's so much cooler than Ladybug and Clementine," that made your eyes widen, "Plus, his cat puns are hilarious. I just don't get how you can't see that." The boy shrugged. Adrien had completely dissed your alter ego straight to your face. You kept your reaction hidden deep. Perhaps the next time Clementine had patrol, they might pay a visit to the blonde boy and teach him what true humour was. You nudged him with your elbow as you both walked along the cement path. You still limped from the earlier incident, but it luckily didn't hurt as much as it typically did. "Clementine is the coolest, thank you very much! And Ladybug can literally repair everything with some like, magical ass words. How is that not cool?"
Adrien blushed, the tips of his ears flushing red as you nudged him. He wasn't entirely sure why he felt like this. He assumed it was because you were good friends. Yeah... that was the reason.
~~~
Your debate lasted until you two found yourself in front of your home. It seemed cold, most likely due to your parents being in their own separate places. Ever since you began to manage your won diagnoses, they began to lay off of you a bit. What used to seem overbearing and protective had turned into minimal interactions and borderline neglect.
Turning to face Adrien, you offered him a sweet smile. "Thank you... For today, I mean. This meant a lot." You weren't lying when you said that. The whole interaction with Chloe had left you rather down in the dumps and it seemed he was the only person to truly pull you out of it. He returned your sweet smile with a boyish grin of your own. The way you looked at him in that moment with nothing, but pure gratitude and care made his heart race dangerously fast.
He shook his head quickly, golden locks flickering in front of his eyes before settling to frame his face. He was always picture perfect. "It's what friends are for." Those words stung, but once again you were dumbfounded as to why. Adrien held your bag out for you to grab, you couldn't remember when he had taken it, but you were grateful, nonetheless. Muttering another soft 'thank you', you let your fingers linger on his. The soft caress of his plush skin against you had your mouth running dry. Quickly pulling away, you finally spoke up.
"Call me when you get home."
You left no room for an answer, gripping your bag so tight that your knuckles had shifted from their usual flushed colour to a pale white. The door shut and you retreated to your room.
Adrien stood outside of your house; his mouth slightly open with unsaid words. That was uncharacteristically odd, but he simply assumed you didn't want your parents to meet him. He was understanding of the relationship you held with your parental figures, so he didn't plan on pressing anytime soon. Instead, he began his way home, the only though on his mind being the way your fingers left a lasting spark in his palm.
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And this is what lying can get you, sure Rebecca lied but she was blackmail. A victim not the main antagonist, and this shows how shallow Adrien can be. Hawkmoth made a mistake going after a child... -)
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I've seen Marinette with siblings in videos and fanfics. And I want that too! ✨
So, Tom and Sabine Dupain-Cheng had four children. Marcus, the eldest, is 21 years old and attends a chemical-physics university in Switzerland. Black hair (because yes, Marinette's natural hair colour is black, she just dyes it), blue eyes and a personality based on sarcasm and teasing his younger siblings.
Then there's Matthew, at the young age of 19 he got a job in the fashion industry in Milan, Italy, and has been working there for two years. He and Marcus are twins, IDENTICAL.
Finally (but not least) there's Michael, 19 years old, and two years ago he went to live with close relatives in China to learn about culinary arts.
Remember the episode "Origins Part II"? Well...
Let's just say that a public threat to all of Paris doesn't go unnoticed by any of the siblings, it's something like;
«Oh shit, the clumsy little one is in danger»
So, like the overprotective good siblings they are, they move back to Paris. Marcus continues studying, now from an apartment near the bakery that he shares with his siblings, Matthew was given the task of doing a professional collaboration with Gabriel Agreste during his time in Paris, and Michael continues to take culinary classes with his mother, helping in the bakery.
So yeah, there they are, those three.
Umbrella scene;
*Adrien, giving Mari the umbrella*: Take this
*Marinette all nervous, taking it clumsily*: Oh...
Michael, who was just coming to bring his absent-minded sister an umbrella: ... Oh, he is fucked.
...
*Marcus calmly drinking a cup of green tea*
*Matthew preparing dinner*
Michael bursting in: MARINETTE HAS A BOYFRIEND!
Marcus: ...
Matthew: ...
Matthew: Who?
Michael: That model kid
Marcus: I'm going to kill that kid...
I think it would be more logical for anyone without a link with the Kwami can't see it. Like, all the time, both Marinette and Adrien talk to their kwamis on air, and the others don't even notice. IT'S DESPERATE! And it will be more Easy AND probably fun ^^
Edit;; And since we talked about that, it would also be great if the kwamis not only fused with the jewel but with the wearer himself. Managing to hear his consciousness inside his head when they have the suit.
Well, at this point I'm desperate. I'm trying to write a Miraculous Ladybug fanfic, and I honestly don't want to keep the original names of the series. But with all the modifications and the script, and maintaining a personality that is not faithful but rather rooted in the canon, ya no aguantó más... So, I decided to ask you guys.
The thing is this; I plan to use ALL the miraculous at my disposal (special ones count)
I know it's a lot, but if I'm going to do something, I want to do it as perfectly as possible.
So, that's it... Thanks for your time ^^
drew Marinette having a mental breakdown for a friend because of the new movie
Random Marinette Wallpaper
i made this wallpaper for my little sister, hope you all like it ;A; 💓💓
Marinette ✨
Please don't repost/republish without permission!!!!
a teenaged girl made a wish on a shooting star and now she lives in her favorite tv series and has super powers. how will she adjust to her new life.
the characters are 14-16 years old in this story.
Collège Françoise Dupont is a high school in this story. I DONT OWN MIRACULOUS. Just writing for fun)
Y/n sighed as she stared at her TV screen, she had just finished rewatching season 5 of miraculous, she was going to have to wait for another few months before the next season came out on Disney plus. It was y/ns birthday but she had spent it without hearing from anyone like usual, y/ns phone lay silent beside her. Y/n wasn't expecting to hear from her mother but she hoped she would hear from her friends at least. The only person who told y/n happy birthday was her grandmother who woke her up early and took her out for a grandmother and granddaughter day.
A gentle knock made y/n jump "hey kiddo, can I come in?" Y/ns grandmother spoke from behind the door. "Yeah Grandma" y/n responded. Soon her door opened and she felt her bed dip. Y/n looked up at her grandmother who had a small red box with roses on it in her hands "I have something for you." She said opened the box and held it out to y/n.
(Drawing is mine)
Y/n gasped before smiling, "I saw this and thought of you my dear" Grandma said as y/n picked up the choker and looked at it. "Thank you Grandma, I love it. Can you help me put it on?" Y/n asked as the unclipped the back of the choker. Grandma smiled as she helped y/n put on the choker before gently cupping y/ns face in her hands. "It will get better my dear." Grandma said before kissing y/ns forehead.
After Grandma left y/n looked out her window and saw a shooting star and saw the time was 11:11pm "it never hurts to try and make a wish tonight" y/n said before closing her eyes.
"I wish for a better life, and friends. I wish to be somewhere that would make my grandma happy" y/n whispered before slowly laying back down.
"A worthy soul to be the guardian and holder of the miraculous of the Phoenix. You now hold the power to help save the world. I summon you and your grandmother to this world. " A gentle older male's voice was heard before y/n passed out.
~outside y/ns house~
From the outside neighbors panicked as they watched the house go up in flames. People were trying to get inside the house but had no luck. While people panicked outside y/n and her grandmother where taken from this world and reincarnated in another.
After a year abroad y/n was back in Paris
~Part 1 Back in Paris~
Y/n sighed as she stepped out of the principal's, it has been a full year since y/n left Paris to go to New York. A year ago y/n won the chance to be in a photography program in New York.
Y/n stayed in touch with her friends but she didn't tell them she was coming back home she wanted to surprise them today in class.
Y/n pulled the hood of her (f/c) (favorite color) over her head and a little bit over her face before she walked into Mrs. Bustiers empty room.
Mrs. Bustier was happy to see y/n again,
"Oh y/n you're here!!!" Mrs. Bustiers said gently hugging y/n. When they finished the hug Mrs. Bustiers gently grabbed y/ns shoulders "no one told me you were back in Paris" she said sadly y/n just chuckled
"That's because no one knows it yet, I wanted it to be a surprise!" y/n said with a smile, only to jump when the bell rung.
"Go stand outside and don't let anyone see you! Hide in the room next door" Mrs. Bustier said excitedly y/n nodded and quickly walked out of the room.
~a few minutes later~
"Good morning everyone, before we start class today we have a new student starting today. I will go get her" Mrs. Bustier said before she left her classroom.
Everyone started talking about the new student then stopped when Mrs. Bustier came back in with the hooded student.
Everyone looked at the student as she reached up and removed the hood
"Everyone welcome back-" Mrs. Bustier
"Y/N?!?" Juleka yelled excitedly making everyone jump
finally posting my miraculous oc!!
Léonce(23) is Adrien's older cousin on his fathers side. They were pretty close when they were younger, both being only children and finding a sibling in each other, but didn't see each other regularly for years as they got older. They spent some time together when Léo had student internship at Gabriel™️ but that was years ago. Now Léos moving back to Paris after finishing university and is excited to get closer with their family again!! Well... get closer with Adrien and drive dear Uncle Gabe up the walls.
Léo owns a small but successful clothing shop near Adrien's school and works parttime in a costume shop for a local theater.
im not fully caught up on miraculous why do i keep seeing people talking about luka in brazil?????
so they really just made the autistic coded characters sentimonsters huh??
hypothetically: if i was currently designing a mlb oc whos adriens cool older cousin on gabriels side thats into fashion in a funky weird girliepop way that pisses hawktwats boring cleancore ass off for shits and gigs, what would be a silly fun name for them??
theyre fem but in the genderfucked way and i need a name that matches her chaotic-weird-but-cool-genderqueer vibes
suggestions pls im an indecisive little bitch✨💕✨
cringe ask but does anyone remember that one ladynoir fic where ladybug tried pavlov dogging chat into not saying puns by kissing him but ended up training herself to kiss him everytime she heard him say a pun??
i remember reading it when i was like 13 and recently remembered it and i NEED to reread it for the nostalgia and comfort show of it all pls give it to me🙏🙏🙏
gross old people
You Are Ladybug🐞🐈⬛ (MLB Voiceover)
Heyyyy guys! Just working on more voiceovers, and so here’s a Miraculous attempt of ‘You Are Ladybug”. I voice both Tikki and Marinette <3
Hope you enjoy! Let me know what you think :)
The Miraculous fandom when we see an old Chinese guy struggling to cross the street in Paris 🫠
Woops my hand slipped
fem adrien but when he transforms into chat noir it’s the lady noire design (with his features of course)
or; whos gonna hold u like me?
Miraculous chibi emo 🤙
All the animation was done by me, I'm really obsessed with them.
Round 1: Here is Done.
I recently got into Miraculous Ladybug, so of course I had to make my own sona and version of a bat miraculous :)
So here's my Sona
Her civilian name is Carrie, and her superhero name is Ystlum (pronounced uhst-limb)
The bat miraculous is a headband that sprouts ears when activated. The ears have a lining that is split into five sections that turn black as time runs out.
The kwamii's name is Pipp (as in pipistrelle), and she's the kwamii of insight.
She's very shy and quiet, as she knows a lot of the kwamii's secrets due to her hearing being even sharper and broader than that of a normal bat's. She's scared she'll let slip of some of them, so she stays quiet most of the time. She's close with Roaar, though.
She also has backward knees, like real bats
The bat miraculous has the power 'unveil.' This allows the holder to build up an image of a scene using sound. The holder does not need to be present in the scene they wish to view.
This power can see through illusions without compromising them, and counters powers grant invisibility. It can also be used to see around corners, and behind people's backs etc.
The bat also has the power to detect when an akuma is created, and can sense where an akuma/akumatised object is. This works on a similar concept to the cat's night vision, and the butterfly's ability to sense negative emotions even when not transformed.
The weapon of the bat miraculous is the wings. They're very sharp and can be used to glide. Depending on the holder, they may present as dual wielded katana.
I know I’m late to this, but Ephemeral was a wild ride and I’m still freaking out about it! But srsly this kid needs some pajamas!! Who sleeps in jeans???
This was supposed to just be a sketch while I learn how to draw Cat Noir, but it ended up being a whole colored piece 0.0
not me trying to casually rewatch some old dan and phil videos when i notice their outfits
and ofc my first thought was
"oh lol theyre ladychat coded" like someone send me to my room or smth idk