#kwami as gods

[yolowritter]

Plagg's past holder is...Not Great™

Hello there everyone, and welcome back to another post! This here is a little something I cooked up for Plagg in "A Case of Ladybug Luck". To give some context, I very much consider the Kwami to be Gods, and treat them like it. So when the story moved towards exploring them further, I decided to write a piece of Plagg with a past holder. Yes, Sullivan's name is a Dark Souls 3 reference. I'm a nerd, sue me. Actually don't, I can barely pay for my readers' therapy. Anyway, this can be read as a standalone, so I figured it wouldn't hurt to post! Enjoy!

Trigger Warnings: Emotional manipulation, extreme apathy, plague and disease, and mass-genocide. Abusing Cataclysm is very dangerous to others.

A man sits on an old throne, inside a forgotten, crumbling keep. The roof has long caved in on one side of the chamber, letting the rain and thunder slip through the many cracks. The halls of this castle are silent, without so much as the squeak of a mouse to interrupt the heavy breathing echoing in the wind. His face is covered by a cracked helmet, one adorned with the faceplate of a panther’s skull. And the rest of the body rests inside an ever-rusting suit of black plated armor, decorated at the knees and shoulders by silver claws. Those very arms extend to wrap around the body, as if in a tired, pointless gesture of protection. Pontiff Sullivan sits upon his dusty throne on an eerily quiet night, with only the occasional strike of thunder to shatter the silence.

Beyond what tired eyes can see lies the rest of the keep, a forgotten Lord’s castle than once stood tall and proud. Moss and tangled vines have begun growing on the exterior walls, most of the windows blown to pieces by howling winds, and not a single soul’s footprint to be found. Rather, all Plagg can see with his endless eyes are the harsh claw marks on the ground, another result of his master’s choice of adornment. On the bottom side of Sullivan’s boots lay the jagged claws of a fierce black panther, a terrifying beast whose presence haunts every speck of air the God of Destruction can perceive. By his rough estimate, Plagg guesses it must have been at least two decades since even a stay cat set foot inside this old keep, at the top of a small hill overlooking a small town. Even the massive greatsword laying against the throne’s arm has been gathering dust, slowly eroding with the passage of time.

His master does nothing but sit on this very spot, has not moved in what the Kwami thinks may be weeks or even longer. All ‘round the ancient castle lay dark scorch marks of pure Destruction, one of which is visible through a half-crumbled wall just a few halls away. The howling winds continue to tear the keep apart one stone brick at a time, and Plagg is left only with memories. He recalls the battlefield, those very fields just outside the main gate. Said former testament to human engineering now lies ajar, with worms slowly eating at the wood it’s mad of. But once, many years ago, it had been the sight of war. Sullivan, then a young and determined knight, had finally gathered whichever friends could be mustered to retake his ancestral home from the boy’s uncle. Plagg cannot remember for the life of him if they were actually ever related by blood. Yet…the Kwami cannot find reason for the detail to matter. No, instead his jumps to Sullivan’s bravery and courage, to the sheer presence of shining gold that almost three hundred men had rallied behind. A kind smile and encouraging words had appealed to morals and knightly conviction once, the same features now lay hidden behind a faceless mask.

That boy…is gone now. Plagg knows as much, but is still tethered to this shell of a man, a shattered reflection of valiance twisted into nothing more than self-righteous foolishness. That was why, in the pride of his old age, Sullivan had sent his servants and knights all away to far-off lands, back when a single sliver of goodness still nested in his heart. The breastplate’s tattered cape billows in the wind as the Pontiff finally stands, armor crafted by the magic of Plagg’s Miraculous creaking with every movement. The Kwami feels himself strain as much as the metal plates, having held Sullivan’s pitiful existence together for so long that he, a literal God, has begun to long for the separation that so defined his kin before first contact with humanity. Truly, even being formless once again would be preferable to this horrible stagnation that permeated the very concept of Destruction.

With great effort, a single step is taken, and then another…and another…and another, until eventually the aging Pontiff’s legs have carried them both across the deserted halls and up a staircase that’s barely stable enough to hold a single man’s weight. It’s then, overlooking the surrounding lands from high above, that Plagg finally sees it. His Destruction, the echoes left behind by that great Cataclysm which brought Sullivan and his comrades victory, a gain in which the Kwami had once gladly shared. It’s been so long since he’s observed the full scope of that battle, if only because no mortal should be able to do the same. And yet, the Pontiff takes deep, ragged breaths as he gazes to the black flickers lining the grass, almost as if marking the ground with timeless scorches. Plagg feels it too, the subtle way in which they tremble in warning. He’s already known of course what any deviation from the throne-watching entails, but now it’s fully confirmed.

In the town below, a single traveler rests at a tavern, coughing lightly as if to clear his throat. Not a soul suspects, fewer have even heard the rumors, but what is death if not the slow, methodical destruction of physical matter? What is impending doom, if not something Plagg can feel? The stormy night goes on, and a blinding flash of thunder splits the skies as Sullivan begins to raise his arms. Trembling old bones and half-shattered armor both creak in protest, much more resistance than the God of Destruction can bother mustering. Still, the Pontiff manages to raise his clawed gauntlets up to an opening in the crumbling watchtower’s stones, and murmurs the word under his breath.

Cataclysm. A notion that Plagg had once been proud to personify, when that very same power had turned a legion of bloodthirsty, half-mad men to dust right before Sullivan’s eyes. The Kwami had used it then in desperation, this flicker of divine power. To save his Holder, a brave man he’d grown far too attached to for anyone’s good. With golden hair to match the aura surrounding the young knight, and green eyes glimmering with brilliant rays of hope as banners were raised in victory…Plagg had failed to see the darkness skulking underneath. That same evil was now made manifest in wisping black smoke ‘round the old Pontiff’s clawed arms, with a pained grunt as viscous veins of inky puss flickered to life all across his body.

The once rosy tint of the boy’s cheeks had long been stolen, replaced with a pale, ghastly complexion fit only for the horror stories told about the many creatures which had great aversion from the sun. Plagg hadn’t bothered to learn what the folktales were calling them this century. The black energy crackled all through Sullivan’s body, sapping both his and the Kwami’s lifespans to bring forth the very power that even a God like him had grown to fear. Of course, Plagg had heard the justification countless times, so many that he had truly began to lose count faster than Sullivan lost his mind. Yet it mattered little, when the dark mist of Cataclysm spread throughout the air, carried by howling winds all the way to its unsuspecting victims.

A raspy cough nearly tears through the Pontiff’s lungs, and he desperately clutches a crumbling wall to stay upright. “It’s a mercy, Plagg. They are all sick, and I am the cure…” he speaks the words with a conviction the Kwami once admired, and falls silent once more. In the town below, the Plague has begun to spread, from the traveler to the innkeeper, and then to another. The swirling dark mists flood the air around the slumbering villagers, and Plagg feels each and every bright soul disintegrate into absolutely nothing, leaving naught but tiny specks of ash.

#miraculous ladybug #a case of ladybug luck #ao3 fanfic #plagg #past black cat holder #kwami as gods #abuse of miraculous powers #can you tell im mentally ill #and a menace to society? #but hey thats just a theory #anyway yeah #I'll post more acoll soon #just wanted to share #this magic moment #of ripping off Dark Souls

[belowthesurface]

Holy fucking shit

#god damn #miraculous ladybug #miraculous lb #miraculous fanart #tikki the kwami #mlb tikki #ml tikki #miraculous tikki #ml the last day #ml recreation #ml conformation

[iapislazuli]

some facts for anyone wondering whats going on in miraculous ladybug there is a character whos a god creature older than time, having witnessed everything since the very beginning. it is incorporeal in its true nature and cannot be percieved in any way because it is the living embodiment of a concept and as such the only way its presence can be felt is in the effect it has on the world around it. it lives in all of the infinite parallel universes at once and experiences them all simultaneously in a way the human mind cannot parse, and the depth of its knowledge is so unknowable that there is not enough time in a human life for it to explain all that it has seen. it can bend reality to its will and uses this power to take on a physical form that humans are capable of seeing and interacting with, so it can bestow a fraction of its power onto humans it deems worthy. and it chooses to be a little red hamster that weighs 3 ounces

#dia noises #miraculous ladybug #i really like the kwamis. like god is your therapy hamster

[sofilandstuff]

I needed to do some vent doodles for myself, with no intention of making it perfect.. and I haven't posted something other than commissions for awhile sooo yea here's misternoire in the marichat scenes :D

#god knows how i keep getting followers after not posting for so long #ml spoilers #ml elation #lady noire #misternoire #mister bug #marichat #miraculous ladybug #mlb #ml fanart #doodle #kwami swap #miraculous #my art

[zoe-oneesama]

“True courage is not the absence of fear. It's persevering even though you're scared.”

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#Mylene is among the six who I hadn't decided on the kwami #I've decided by now but that's a secret between me and god and my 4 friends lol #here are the options you have to look forward to! #mylene #mylene haprele #mouse miraculous #polymouse #mouse!mylene #rooster miraculous #gold wing #rooster!mylene #goat miraculous #brebissou #goat!mylene #ox miraculous #buckaroo #this one's my sister's favorite lol #ox!mylene #dog miraculous #ultimutt #appreciate my pun plz #dog!mylene #my art #miraculous ladybug #kwami swap

[kari-go]

Oh they look so much better

#slight redesign for them #i just made them more slutty lmao #my art #miraculous ladybug #miraculous disaster au #kwami swap #arthur duval #blanche duval #peacock miraculous #peacock!arthur #peacock!blanche #temper #emo #god thats a stupid name xdd #I FORGOT TO DRAW THE MIRACULOUS FUCK

[gipsydreamer]

Al fin termine este dibujo! :'D

Ya quería terminarlo para mostrarselos ^^.

Bueno estos serían los Kwamis principales de la Caja Azteca, son dioses aztecas que por lo que recuerdo e investigue serían los más poderosos.

Intenté que los poderes que tienen los miraculous coincidan de la mejor manera con los dioses que representan espero haberlo hecho bien :'3

Poderes de cada Miraculous

°Quetzalcoatl: Control del clima (Puede manipular el clima a voluntad)

°Xolotl: Manipulación de la electricidad (puede usar este elemento a voluntad)

°Huitzilopochtli: Control del fuego (Con ayuda del arma que proporciona el miraculous, Xiuhcóatl, puede crear fuego de la nada y manejarlo a voluntad)

°Tonatiuh: Capacidad de volar (Gracias al traje podrá activar el poder y volar un periodo de tiempo)

°Tlaloc: Control del agua (Pues manipular toda el agua que tenga cerca)

°Coatlicue: Anular o activar cualquier otro poder con un toque (Al tocar a otro portador con su arma está podrá desactivar el poder u/o activarlo sin que el otro portador lo haya querido)

°Mictlantecuhtli: Visualización de pesadillas (Al tener contacto con su enemigo este provocará que vea su peor pesadilla y dejándolo paralizado del miedo por un corto periodo de tiempo)

#miraculous au #miraculous fanart #miraculous fandom #miraculous ladybug #miraculous lb #miraculous kwamis #miraculous oc #miraculouskwamisoc #aztec gods

[iwasbored777]

Marinette and Adrien: *are crying their eyes out*

The class:

#THAT PART HAD ME OH MY GOD #miraculous ladybug #ml kwamis choice #Ml class #marinette dupain cheng #adrien agreste

[diabolicallittledemi]

been reading gen fics for miraculous lb and ooh I am absolutely ILL for queerplatonic/platonic love bond between marinette/adrien POST reveal. there's no blushing or questions of if they'll get together. instead of the knowledge that the love of their life is also one of their best friends overriding everything, it's like... wow. I care for you in so many ways; you're my partner and I love you and there doesn't have to be anything more to it. like they're affectionate and caring and concerned for one another and still devastated when the other is hurt in battle- but it isn't out of romantic love or attraction. they are two halves of a whole. THEY ARE TWO HALVES OF A WHOLE. they lean on one another for comfort and hold each other's hands and get close and laugh together and its pure love but it isn't romantic. except there isn't a "but", because that's that. there's nothing wrong or absurd about that and that doesn't make it any less important or cheesy. they're in love in every sense of the word, except it doesn't carry romantic connotation

#like plagg and tikki #god dont even get me STARTED on plagg and tikki #“kwamis cant fall in love yet they found a way 🥺” BULL. SHIT. #“you know that you and i are one” is what plagg said #THEY ARE TWO HALVES OF A WHOLE #LITERALLY SOULMATES WHO CANT EXIST WITHOUT ONE ANOTHER #but it isnt romance but god forbid you interpret love between two people as anything other than romantic if they arent family #anyway #I love shipping characters dont get me wrong im just aromantic and projecting #adrienette still has my heart dont worry #aromantic #aromanticism #marinette dupain cheng #miraculous ladybug #miraculous lb #adrien agreste #queerplatonic

[shortmexicangirl]

i wanna give whoever came up with the season 5 episode names a big whack on the head with a comically large hammer. WHY did you think it was a good idea to name 7 successive episodes revelation/revolution/representation/recreation and conformation/confrontation/collusion ?????

'in the ep where kagami gets akumatised-' 'protection?' 'oh no i meant the other one' 'perfection?' 'wait no i meant the one where kagami's mother got akumatised' 'ohhh pretension!' DO YOU SEE HOW STUPID THIS IS?? WHO CAME UP WITH THIS AGHJFDSKANB

#i get that they wanted to establish a difference from other seasons + that naming them after villains could've been too spoilery #but oh my GOD could you not have thought of anything better than 27 words ending in -tion??? #besides re-creation none of the final 7 are even named after concepts of the kwami's so WHY????? #miraculous ladybug

[wisteriasymphony]

More Guardian!Claudia posting when I should really actually be asleep:

Claudia wears her miraculouses wrong. It started out as mistaking Daizzi's anklet for a bracelet and somehow turning into Porkbelly anyways. Daizzi, of course, is a little annoyed about this, but for Claudia? ...Oh, it sets a dangerous precedent.

Stompp's septum ring is at best worn on her tongue or as a belly button piercing. She puts her greasy fuckass hair into a bun and that's where she sticks Fluff's pocketwatch. Rarely, if ever, are any of her little magical jewelry pieces visible, because she layers so many clothes and jackets to hide them. Ziggy's hairclips get pinned to the waistband of her jeans, she wears Xuppu's circlet like the most uncomfortable choker in the world just to piss him off.

The only exceptions so far are Roaar's panjas bracelet, Orikko's claw ring, and Karra's knuckleduster/ring set, but either way she has all 10 fingers occupied by a Miraculous in some way, which is terrifying. It only makes her Tiger Punches hurt more (And yes, that's what she calls them. She uses none of the right phrases either. It works anyways.)

Of course, if there's anything her kwami bunch can compliment her on, it's that she's innovative. Even if it's not for the greater good (or really the greater evil either, more the greater entropy), her willpower to 'break the system' at the possible cost of her own life is commendable. Once she gets bit by the metaphorical kwami bug, she's obsessed with finding new synergies between using powers back to back. She can use Stompp's invulnerability + Orikko's wishmaking (for pyrokinesis) to become a Human Torch. She can scatter herself across time and space with the help of Mullo, Saass, and Fluff (which, inevitably, she tried to use to fuck with history, but then she has to stop herself from getting caught by Bunnix). Karra can 'shapeshift' Mullo's copies back to human size no matter how many copies are made, meaning Claudia can copy herself nearly thousands of times if she wants. And Barkk + Kaalki? PERFECT FOR THEFT.

She earns her title as "God's Mistake" with these kwamis. Until this superhero shit can finally kill her, she's going to be a nigh-unstoppable chaos machine.

#guardian!claudia au #miraculous god's mistake #kwami swap #pig miraculous #rabbit miraculous #ox miraculous #goat miraculous #monkey miraculous #rooster miraculous #tiger miraculous #mouse miraculous #snake miraculous #coyote miraculous #dog miraculous #horse miraculous

[weaverofink]

Deity!tikki AU where the miraculous gets damaged somehow and the enchantment keeping the god within trapped and docile breaks, and Marinette has to contend with a very angry creation god that wants to annihilate the order of guardians

Bonus: my initial sketch of deity!tikki

#miraculous ladybug #ml #mlb #ml tikki #marinette dupain cheng #in this au kwamis are basically the small docile brainwashed versions of the gods #the guardians felt the need to trap them bc they felt that they were too powerful and knew that they could harness that #power once it was contained #tikkis design was based on the silhouette we get to see briefly in when she goes buckwild in the ep dearest family #from there i was like. what if she was a weird bug alien #and this is where i ended up #deity!tikki au #plagg is also like this btw. but his miraculous has yet to be damaged so he's still just his kwami version #art #my art #weaverofink

[miraculouslycool]

his little smile after marinette snuggles closer to him

#STOP BEING SO CUTE GOD DAMN IT #ml spoilers #transmission #kwamis choice

[star-the-gremlin]

Finally redesigned the gurl,,

(Edit: I noticed some of the black was too dark to see the lineart clearly and since my dumbass didn't save the lineart separately i had to lighten the image a bit)

#art stuff #sabrina raincomprix #miraculous au #red velvet/lynx noire au #miraculous ladybug au #kwami swap #final redesign #thank god

[gobstoppr]

mspaint fanart of this fucked up xuppu plush i found on google

#i dragged my discord server into watching all of miraculous and god its jsut. such a show #the show is infinitely entertaining bc theres so much enjoyment i get laughing at how much of a mess it is #and theres still enough actual good stuff where its like yea im here for a reason #the jarring tonal shifts #the occasional janky animation #the infinite refusal to change the status quo too much (that is changing some this season but its still funny to me) #the show is clumsy. thats how id describe it. #i dont hate it. i fucking love it. i love it cuz its sometimes shit. i love it cuz it shows promise for a few seconds and then does a 180 #anyways i got distracted. point is that in our server weve decided to roleplay.as the kwamis. as a bit #they dont really have personalities but they DO have a bunch of absolute beasts of plushies n stuff online for pfps #we cant stop laughing at the fuckign xuppu one. why he look like that. look at him. #im not gonna actually tag this as miraculous bc i dont want people to bash me for my takes here in the tags. #if u like the show thats epic more power to you #i just am infinitely fascinated by it #and i have a very low bar for what gets me to laugh when im with my friends . this show is unintentionally the funniest shit ever #art #text #xuppu

[carpetbug]

wait a fucking second. i wanna see marinettes reaction to the literal fucking kwami prison that gabriel built. show it to me rn!

#carpetbug talks #guys imma be so fr i was HEARTBROKEN when we turned all the miraculous into those shitty little rings #like yeah bc it’s evil and like he’s the villain and it’s sad but also like #god. that was all this beautiful meaningful jewelry! they had so much history and culture and LITERALY magic behind them and he just! #destroyed them! bc they weren’t practical enough! IDK SOMETHING ABOUT IT MAKES ME VIOLENTLY ANGRY #ok anyways back to the topic at hand #mf put the kwamis in like fucking snowglobes #severely neglected them #and fed them all some shitty dry pellets? #AND WE DIDNT GET TO SEE MARINETTES REACTION #THOSE ARE EHR KWAMIS!! THEY ARE HER DUTY AND HER CHILDREN AND LOOK AT THEM!! #idk man someone write this out and i’ll give you a billion million dollars #shit wait. i can literallt draw this wtf