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omg imagine being born and you are on a spaceship and everyone aboard is sooo so mad at you just because you burst out of some guy's chest to be born. like um sorry i've not been alive before i didn't even know that's not allowed please be nice to me um the spaceship floor is cold is no one going to knit me some little booties i am calling child protective services

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"Plot Points, Never Dropped"

“Even Wearing more than one Miraculous is dangerous!” Actually means something

After Kwami Buster, Marinette has fainting spells and migraines that she hides from friends and family with Tikki and Master Fu’s help.

In Miracle Queen, Adrien isn’t even transformed into Snake Noir for a few seconds before he is forced to transformed back, in too much pain and too weak to sustain the dual transformation.

Marinette instead equips the snake too, and becomes OP as all get out as the Snake/Dragon/Ladybug wielder; Thanks to the Snake’s Second Chance ability, Marinette goes through the timeline where Fu names her the Guardian, goes BACK in time, frees Fu from Hawkmoth’s attacks and… is still A Guardian, because while the world was reset, SHE was not, and the spell already named her as the Guardian :)

Chloe still gets her hands on the Miraculous, equips them all, and tries to transform. 

Chloe spontaneously combusts.

Hawkmoth and Mayura retreat, their grand plan foiled, and having learned no new information except for the names of the temporary wielders, which is now useless to them.

Thankfully, Marinette still has a Miraculous Ladybug up her sleeve, and brings Chloe back to life from a pile of ashes, but not before Chloe has learned a very hard lesson–

As Marinette talks to Chloe, Marinette admits that she SHOULD have chosen Chloe to fight Love Eater, but she let her possessive feelings get in the way of her professionalism, and that she’s sorry. Chloe, seeing her hero’s sincere apology, owns up to her own mistakes and vows to actually be a good person from here on out, in OR out of the suit– even if she understands now why she can never be a super hero again.

The two part amicably, and Master Fu and Marinette head off to hatch the new Miracle Box, before Marinette meets up with her friends for icecream, smiling at Luka’s concern for her headache and passing it off as a simple brainfreeze. 

In this universe, Master Fu is still around to guide Marinette, and Marinette’s burden is shared on more than her shoulders alone; when Luka plays her song, Marinette smiles softly, and is really, truly happy.

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Given that we got Plagg-glacier in the past for the ice power up, if we dont get Plagg-steroid for the space power up, imma riot.

Get it? Cuz he destroyed the dinosaurs???

Maybe we can get Nebula-Tikki as well bc it's where creation happens on a cosmic scale

These kids are going to space in season 4!!!

#my puns are worse than adriens #send help

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GUYS. 

I just finished the final revisions on my undergraduate thesis!!! I’m so happy and excited. I’ve been working in my advisor’s lab since I was a freshman four years ago, and so much work has gone into this. It finished out at 128 pages and 30,690 words and I’m so proud of it y’all. Also, the Biology Department at my University elected me to associate membership in an honor society for scientists and engineers and I’m just so honored. It’s been such a long journey and I can’t believe that its done.

So yeah, I’ve been eating, sleeping, and breathing my thesis for the past several months. Now that I’m finally finished with it, I’m looking forward to finally getting back into fandom again and giving you guys the updates you deserve so much. Thank you for being so patient with me as I’ve worked through the last months of my undergraduate experience, and I’ll talk to you all more soon!

#class of 2020 #graduation #asfldsdkfasl i did it #thesis #biology thesis #fruit flies #drosophila #its over #announcement #update

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why does Papillon never go after the Miraculous himself? 

HE’S TERRIFIED

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Adrien: WHAT is going on here? Why are Luka and Kagami dueling in the front yard?

Marinette: They made a bet and I said I'd go on a date with whoever wins.

Adrien: ...Whoever wins?

Marinette: Yup.

Adrien: *transforms into Chat Noir and sends both Kagami and Luka flying*

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Justice League x Miraculous crossover idea I’m going to just throw out there...

The Miraculouses are magic and akumas are magic and kryptonians are particularly susceptible to magical attacks.

So a ‘the Justice League find out about the Paris Situation’ fic... but it happens when Superman is almost killed by an akuma.

There are obviously higher stakes here on the Justice League side of things: particularly concerning a) how Team Miraculous’ initial call got lost and b) how to handle things from there.

Just having one person at fault doesn’t make much sense on a large group managment basis. Maybe some legitimately thought it was a joke, others weren’t aware the call was for an ongoing crisis because the villains seem to be different almost everytime on the surface of things, others knowing about the miraculous and assuming the team have things handled not knowing they’re children like they didn’t with Billy Batson initially (especially if the magic is making it difficult to determine the age of the user), one being from the future and only knowing of the heroes as adults rather then children, Ladybug’s on the fly planning being mistaken for training the Leaguer isn’t familiar with, etc.

It’s very obvious that the JLA can’t just take over. Superman almost died and it’s already on the news, the American public are fond of their heroes that their popularity at home might not be too impacted but they also know that the Parisians would kick up a fuss and there’s people like Lex Luthur who would drag this out. Batman has also made it clear that he’d be helping on that front too: after all they’re respectful of him wanting them out of Gotham unless invited.

But they do want to move forward, one of their own was just attacked after all.

Maybe Clark was the akuma’s target initially, with Lois and Clark stopping by Andre’s for the famous icecream and Andre flipping because the magic icecream is affecting Clark’s kryptonian DNA? Glaciator 2.0 occurs. And hey, Superman shows up to save Clark and Lois all the time so it’s even predictable that he’d show up here.

But no, because Clark Kent was the victim the JLA can’t interfere because it’s not a League matter. Superman’s probably fine because of the Miracle Cure so they can’t even spin it like that. Also, Andre’s in the clear for the attack because he was brainwashed and Team Miraculous might have Full Immunity and Means to fight Hawkmoth but the JLA does not.

It’s also clear that Ladybug and Chat can hold a grudge. Really, all in all it’s decided that they should send in a team that isn’t affiliated with the JLA.

They can’t send their sidekick’s teams, even if they’re closer in age and maybe even understanding. They can’t go themselves and Justice League Dark is either far more interested in literally anything else since most of them have bad experience with gods and possibly hostile magic users. (John owes Trixx money, don’t ask).

Eventually, someone hesitantly suggests the Outlaws because they have their own Amazon and Red Hood and Bizzaro will both sympathise with being brainwashed and manipulated to their own extents. They’re also not known for being on the best of terms with the JLA so there’s that too.

Everyone on Team Miraculous is nice to Bizarro, even those who don’t want the Outlaws there. They’re patient and understanding to a point. Artemis offers advice and training which is accepted enthusiastically. And Jason?

He’s dealing with how uncomfortable he is with Chat’s familiarity with dying by being absolutely convinced that Ladybug is Batman’s biological child.

He doesn’t know who she is (though maybe if you did want to go bio!dad au he’d be right not that she knows Tom isn’t her father). But he does know what an overworked person balancing way too many things, not getting enough sleep, sacrificing any chance of a normal life at a young age for a mission they had no business being in because ‘if I don’t fight who will’, especially so when it comes to romantic relationships (I’m not putting any of the Mari ships in here she does not have the time and forcing one will only make things worse). But also, and this is what convinces Jason the most, they glare the same.

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Based on this text (x) by @frostedpuffs​.

I COULDN’T RESIST DRAWING THIS AND I REGRET NOTHING.

Bonus:

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ML Hot take

Tikki would absolutely cut a bitch for Marinette’s sake. It doesn’t matter if it were LIla, Chloe, or hell, Adrien. The only reason she hasn’t is because Fu wouldn’t let her. Well, he can’t stop her now.

Remember; she created flowers and ponies but also barracudas and Kraken Squid.

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self indulgent lb winged au doodles because i’ve fallen in L O V E

@justaferal-bastard , @tizzymcwizzy , @thechatsmeow what have you dOnE tO mE

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Second outfit for the outfits challenge is a cosplay of the Mercy from Overwatch skin “Winged Victory”

…so much tiny details..

DO NOT REPOST

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Adrinette April Day 23 - Banana Suit Reveal

I feel like this is the stupidest thing I've ever drawn. And I've drawn Chat Noir in Stilettos. @orcarriagesthatwork gave me the idea for this comic so thank her.

OKAY LISTEN I KNOW THIS ISN'T ADRINETTE BUT-

@adrinetteapril

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Marinette: Is Adrien home? I’d like to take him on a date.

Gabriel: To associate with my son, you must complete these qualification forms.

hours later

Gabriel: What did you get for question 319?

Marinette: C) Lure the space tiger away from Adrien by imitating a chicken strip.

Nathalie and Gabriel, nodding their heads: Impressive.

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someone: why do you read so much soulmate shit it’s cheesy 

me internally: uhh probably because i’m obsessed with the idea of unconditional love and someone who won’t abandon me. the idea that i am destined for love and therefore inherently lovable means more to me than i can express with words, and compounded with the idea of someone who will love me forever, the concept of soulmates truly appeal to the (large) part of me that makes me feel that i’m going to die alone

me aloud: i just think it’s neat

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part 1…part2…part3…part4

Bruce watched the spar play out in front of him, only needing about ten seconds before he pulled out his phone and texted a certain boy scout. 

     You:

Are you sure she isn’t closer to a Bat? The only fighting style you Supers know is “punch wildly until your fist connects.” 

      The Annoying Kent: 

That’s slander 

If I didn’t already know it wouldn’t bother you at all, I’d sue you.

If you can get to know her better, she’ll prove she’s more of a Super. 

Wait, is Marinette fighting? 

     You: 

Sparring. Jason. Don’t tell Lois. 

     The Annoying Kent: 

I’m going off planet in ten minutes, and she spars Red Hood? 

Lois will find out. You know she will. 

Make sure you keep an ice pack ready. Jason will need it. 

Gotta go, mission, bye! 

     You: 

Don’t just leave a cryptic message like that

Kent

Kent I know you’re getting these messages

They all say Read. 

Kent. 

Bruce growled a bit, stuffing his phone in his pocket. One eye had remained on the spar the whole time, but even if they hadn’t the text conversation had only lasted about thirty seconds thanks to Clark’s superspeed typing. There was reason Bruce hadn’t waited longer before texting Clark— Marinette hadn’t just been dodging or “lasting” in the spar. She and Jason were almost dancing, if dance was violent and punctuated with the sounds of bruises being made. They traded hits, blocks, dodges, and flips almost as if it was Dick that Jason was up against. 

Jason was rolling on the ground to avoid one of Marinette’s strikes, and just as she went to jump over him to avoid them crashing together Jason’s hand whipped out to grab her ankle as she was midair. She let out a yelp, her face shifting into surprise even as her jaw clenched and she braced herself. Jason was relentless, whipping her down to the ground, her back slamming against the mat beneath them as everyone else in the room let out a wave of sympathetic winces. 

But Marinette didn’t stay down. She gasped for breath at the same time that she jumped up, blocking Jason’s kick aimed for her stomach and pushing him away so that she could have a split second to regain her bearing. Two gasps later, she got her breathing under control and ran straight back in. Her punch was shoved away by Jason’s open palm, his headbutt was dodged fluidly. Jason got close enough to wrap one arm around Marinette’s back, but she just jumped straight up, leaning back in midair so that all her weight was on Jason’s arm. The sudden change made Jason grunt, his center of gravity shifting and pulling him forward against his will. Marinette had just enough time to flip them both so that Jason was the one that hit the ground, but she didn’t get the chance to pin him before his booted feet were kicking her off. 

“Geez,” Dick muttered, entranced. “She’s almost as fearless as Jason!” he watched as she ducked under Jason’s kick. All the batboys knew from experience that every inch of Jason’s body was a finely tuned weapon, and his legs were some of the most dangerous. Those legs could kick a dent in a brick wall, and have on a few occasions. His punches were only slightly less powerful. It was a well known fact for them that Red Hood didn’t use guns out of necessity, but because they were efficient and he liked them. Didn’t mean he was any less lethal without them. 

Jason quickly shifted his balance, bringing his leg down with the intent to axe-kick the ducking Marinette. The girl only grinned, fully aware of the danger of Jason’s hits. She had only taken glancing hits so far, but she knew she’d still have plenty of bruises on her body to explain away to Lois in the morning. She had to avoid taking any of Jason’s hits full-on, or else she’d be down. She knew that. 

Didn’t mean it scared her— on the contrary, it gave her a thrill. 

She didn’t have to worry so much as Ladybug. Her suit was indestructible, she would never bruise or get cut. Broken bones were still possible, but very difficult to achieve. Even as stronger Akumas tossed her around, she hardly ever had to worry about brute force being what knocked her out of a fight. But this? Raw strength and skill pitted against someone who was even more experienced and skilled than her— even if she was holding her own well enough for her to be smug about it— without her powers? It was invigorating. Being reminded that even without her suit, she was still strong. She was still able to think quickly, to hold her own against people who might want to harm her. 

Marinette kicked Jason’s other leg out from under him even as she allowed his crushing kick to glance off her arm. Oh, maybe that was a mistake— her arm was thrumming with numb pain. It wasn’t broken or sprained, thankfully since Jason had pulled back on the strength of it considering this was a spar, but she would have trouble moving that arm for the rest of the night. It was like the sensation from hitting her funny bone, but all over her arm. She grit her teeth and jumped on the falling form of Jason anyway. She couldn’t let it stop her. She never let anything like this stop her before, why now? 

The two grappled on the ground, Marinette at a clear disadvantage considering that a grapple usually went to whoever was stronger. Jason was proving that right, as it only took a few moments for him to get her under his weight and her arms locked in his unforgiving grip. But Marinette wasn’t done— she used their height difference to her advantage and rammed her forehead straight into his throat. His grip instantly relaxed a bit as he fell into a coughing fit, and she used that chance to wiggle away.

But she underestimated his recovery time, because Jason was suddenly right in front of her and she could barely meet his hits in time. Her stamina was draining, her speed suffering because of it. Both hands were numb by that point from having to block Jason’s ruthless jabs, and then suddenly there was a knee in her gut. Marinette stumbled back, eyes wide and mouth gaping like a fish as she struggled for breath. Jason faltered— he hadn’t expected that to hit. His knee-strikes had never hit Marinette during the rest of her spar, she had always flipped around or dodged them or used them as a foothold to jump on his back or over his head. And it was clear now, for the first time, that she was not invulnerable. She was legitimately struggling to breath, the pain was written plainly on her face in a way that could not be faked. 

“Mari—” but she had only needed those two seconds. Pushing the worst of the pain back to the recesses of her brain, she took in one good gulp of air and surged forward to catch Jason off guard. One leg knocked his legs out from under him, her arms hugging him and keeping his own from moving away from his sides. Her head tucked in against his neck, not allowing him the leverage he needed to headbutt her, and just like that— as soon as they hit the ground Jason was pinned. 

The room was silent, and Jason only briefly tested the strength of her pin. If this had been a fight for his life, he probably would have been able to get out, but not immediately. This spar went to Marinette. “Alright. Alright, pixie, you win,” he said softly, out of breath but still concerned. “You okay?” 

Marinette’s reply came in the form of a very out of breath laugh, and she peeled herself away from him only to slump back until she lay spread-eagle on the mat. 

“Holy— that hurts,” she said, laughing again even as tears went down her cheeks. She clearly wasn’t sad, which meant that the crying was ripped out of her by the pain. “Jon?” 

“Yeah?” 

Marinette flipped him off. “That’s for telling me to tell him not to hold back. I’m not indestructible, geez.” 

Jon just knelt by her, chuckling as he helped his sister stand up. “I never said it wouldn’t hurt, I just said that you wouldn’t be able to show off like you wanted to if you let him go easy,” he reminded her cheerfully, even as he checked her over for wounds. Marinette pulled up her shirt, showing off the large bruise already forming right in the center of her torso. She groaned, letting her head fall back. 

“I won’t be able to do sit-ups or…” she wrinkled her nose, “Most of my daily exercises, actually, for a few days.” 

“Sorry ‘bout that,” Jason apologized, now sitting up cross-legged not far away and rubbing at his shoulder and a few other sore spots. Marinette had landed some pretty good hits herself, and Jason would not walk away unmarked. “I thought you’d dodge or something like you did the rest of the fight.” 

Marinette snorted, waving her hand dismissively. “Don’t apologize, that was the best spar I’ve had in months! I’m just giving Jon a hard time,” she groaned a bit as Jon finally helped her stand up. “I’m gonna need a few minutes to walk on my own, but that was a lot of fun. I haven’t sparred like that since before—” Marinette’s face fell. “Before my parents died, actually.” 

“Really?” Bruce asked, turning his gaze to Kagami, who was only a few feet behind Jon and watching her friend with only slight worry. “You knew she was a good fighter, Miss Tsurugi. I take it this isn’t something new?” he asked the fencer, who looked up startled to be addressed. Once it sank in, Kagami gave him a small grin and shook her head. 

“Oh, no. It wasn’t something very many people knew, but it wasn’t a secret either. All of Marinette’s closest friends knew that her mom raised her in martial arts. Not for competitions or anything, but just because it was something of a tradition in their family.” 

Marinette nodded, stretching a little to try and work out of the worst of her soreness. “My mom’s side of the family is big on martial arts as a lifestyle. Mostly the women, oddly enough. The men on that side of the family usually do something else, like my great uncle who is a chef, and usually don’t learn more than the basics. My mom didn’t really care if I became that great at fighting, but it was something she was good at that she wanted to share with me,” her eyes went a bit glassy as she reminisced, reliving scenes none of the rest of them could see. “It was how we bonded. When I started College, we had to limit it to something we only did on the weekends… Sometimes Kagami or one of my other close friends would watch, and Maman would somehow switch things around so we were suddenly teaching them the basics. Papan would always have fresh pastries baked for us to cool down with afterwards,” Marinette gave a soft, nostalgic smile at the memory. The tears in her eyes just flowed heavier, but nobody commented. She wiped away at them with her arm impatiently, taking a deep breath. 

“They sound pretty fun,” Dick spoke up, coming over to rustle her hair. “And anyone who can give Jason a run for his money is someone I want on my team. Sure I can’t steal you away from the Kents?” 

Marinette laughed, shaking her head. “No way. Jon, Clark, and Lois are the best people who could have taken me in. No offense,” she held up her hands to show she wasn’t trying to be mean. “But they understand me in a way most people can’t.”

“But you can still be my sister, right?” Jason interjected, walking over and throwing a gentle arm over her shoulders as he grinned widely. “Because I can’t let a little badass like you get away without being at least unofficially adopted. I apologize for the tiny comments, completely take them back. You’re small and vicious.” 

Marinette had to wipe away even more tears, these of joy. “I mean,” she started in between breathless chuckles. “You can try, but I think Kon might fight you if you try to steal me away. I’m pretty sure he’s decided that he’s the only bad boy in a leather jacket allowed within ten feet of me.” 

Damian took that chance to shove Jason away, not even bothering to hide how he shoved right at one of the larger man’s bruises so that he would back off. 

“Ow! Watch it, Demon Spawn!” 

Damian ignored him, looking straight into Marinette’s eyes. She blinked, unable to look away as his emerald gaze held her captive. 

And then he flicked her forehead. 

“Gah! Hey!” She protested, pouting angrily. “What was that for?”

“You should have put more distance between the two of you as soon as you realized you were running out of stamina,” Damian critiqued, arms crossed as he frowned. “You stayed too close even though you knew that your reaction speed was compromised. That could get you killed in a real fight, though hopefully you never get into one. I don’t trust your bad luck though. You always end up in bad situations.” 

Marinette blinked again, before breaking into a grin. Unbeknownst to them, all of Damian’s brothers and Bruce had almost the same teasing smile on their faces too. 

“Careful, it sounds like you care about me,” she teased, poking his nose playfully with one fingertip. He jerked away as if he was a cat just sprayed with water, the pure offense on his face hilarious. 

Everyone broke into laughter, the air light. Marinette would later realize that that was the first time she had successfully spoken about her parents at length without falling into a panic attack. 

Maybe she really was getting better. Maybe she wasn’t as broken as she thought, or at least she was being fixed. Her eyes shifted to land on Jon, the boy still laughing loudly by her ear. 

The Kents were gluing her shattered pieces back together. 

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This is a bit shorter than usual, but this felt like the best place to end this chapter. Things will continue to heat up a little, but remember. This fic is more focused on the emotional health and psychology of Marinette and her experiences in recovery than action and heroes. Doesn’t mean that stuff isn’t there, but still. 

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