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Happiness is not the same as joy. People often confuse both, but they are different. Joy is the feeling you see in inside out.

Happinness is something very, very deep. It is when you achieve your dreams or are with the ones you love or is satisfied with some aspect of yourself. Happiness is there even when you are not feeling joy. Hell, even when you are depressed you can have happiness.

Because happiness is what makes you keep going. It's when you refuse to give up and, in the end, you thank yourself for that. It's knowing that, even in some way, things can get better and you can fight so they get better.

“rap is the worst music genre” “no actually it’s soul” “no actually it’s jazz” “no actually it’s ska” “no actually it’s r&b” hey guys do you notice a common denominator in the genres you hate or is it just me

Miraculous Rewrite AU, chapter 2: Stoneheart

(mentions of child abuse, trauma and actual consequences for akuma)

When Adrien wakes up, the sky is red.

He sits and looks around. The sun has practically disappeared completely, but there is still color in the sky.

In the distance, he sees the Eiffel Tower and the partially destroyed Montparnasse Tower.

Standing up, he moves a little closer to the edge and looks at the streets. There isn't a single person as far as he can see, the only cars driving around being police ones. The houses also seem to have no people inside, several with empty garages, others with their doors open, as if the residents had run out in panic. In the distance, he can hear something almost similar to an echo:

“Evacuation protocol. Public emergency. This is not training. All citizens, leave the city. Repeating, all citizens, leave the city. Evacuation protocol. Public emergency…”

Adrien turns to Marinette, who is still sleeping, and pokes her:

-Marinette. Marinette. Hey, Marinette.

-Hmm…? – she murmurs, rubbing her eyes. For a second, she looks at Adrien without understanding what's going on, and then quickly stands up. - Puta merda! Where is he?!

-From the trail of destruction and the direction where the police and press cars are heading, I think the champ des mars.

Marinette looks at him, a look of defeat on her face.

-I will give up.

-…you think you failed.

-I really did. We spent hours off and look at all the damage that has been done!

-…I can't deny that… it really seems like this isn't going to work… not with us…

-Stop.

They both look in the direction of the voice. Plagg and Tikki, in their human forms, glare at them.

-Is it serious that you are going to give up because you made mistakes?

-Our mistakes cost several people their lives!!

-Child, I'm sorry, but… you can't save everyone. Not when there's a crazy person out there taking advantage of other people's feelings to cause destruction. You have as much guilt as the person inside that stone armor, which is to say, none.

-You are trying to save and help people! Even if you fail, it will never be your fault, understand?!

-We never make mistakes when it's about connections. Even when the person didn't accept it, we knew we still had it. You can quit if you want. We can find other people. But know that you were chosen for a reason.

There is a moment of silence. Then, suddenly, Tikki's form disappears and Marinette transforms.

-Marinette? – Adrien murmurs.

-Ladybug, actually. – and turns to him. - I have an idea. And I need you as my partner.

Suddenly, seeing that look on her sparks something again in Adrien. Something that sparked earlier when Plagg revealed himself. Something that hadn't been lit for years, until that day. And that compelled him to rise up and transform.

-What's the plan?

-I need four very long ropes, this inflatable mattress here – and they took the previously invoked talisman. – my yo-yo, the Eiffel Tower, your cataclysm and… sorry about that… your willingness to be caught in the hand of that thing.

-…I like your way of thinking, my lady. – and gave her a Cheshire smile.

-My lady?

-Yes.

-Stop that.

-What about Buggaboo?

-I'm going to punch you. Let's go. Are you in or not?

-Ladybug… I promise that I'm always in with your plans! – and gives her a thumbs up.

-…thanks. Now, let's get this shit done.

–

When the weapons are turned towards them, they both expected it. This way, they are faster, following a zigzag pattern until they are in a part of the Eiffel Tower out of the reach of the bullets. It is at that moment that Heart of Stone approaches, but, just as they are about to put the plan into action, the villain opens his mouth and a thousand black butterflies come out of it, gather on top of the Eiffel Tower and form a giant face.

-…was that in your plan? – mutters Chat.

-…no.

Things only get worse when a press helicopter approaches the giant head and it spoke.

-People of Paris, I am Hawk Moth.

-Hawk Moth? – they both murmur, still kinda schocked with the whole "butterfly-made talking head" thing.

-I'll only make this stop if you bring me the ladybug and cat miraculous. You two must turn yourself in, as you have already caused too much damage to this city.

-AH, VAI TOMAR NO CU!!!

Everyone's eyes – Hawk Moth's, Stoneheart's, Chat Noir's, the military's, the press', everyone who left's and everyone who stayed in Paris' – turn to the girl dressed as a ladybug in the center of the Eiffel Tower.

-DON’T TRY TO PRETEND TO BE INNOCENT!! YOU ARE THE ONE WHO CAUSED ALL THIS LÄ SHÎ!! YOU SENT THE AKUMA TO TAKE ADVANTAGE OF AN INNOCENT PERSON SUFFERING AND CONTROL HIM TO BE A VILLAIN, AND IT'S OBVIOUSLY YOU THE ONE RESPONSIBLE FOR EVERYTHING BAD THAT'S HAPPENING, FOR THE PEOPLE WHO GET HURT, AND FOR THOSE WHO DIED! IF THERE'S ONE THING I HATE IT'S A PIECE OF SHIT LIKE YOU ACTING LIKE YOU'RE INNOCENT! I AM LADYBUG AND MY PARTNER IS CHAT NOIR, THE NAMES OF THE PEOPLE WHO WILL MAKE YOU CAGAR NA CALÇA!! GO, GET OUT OF HERE, AND STOP DISTURBING MY PLAN!! SHOO, SHOO, SHOO!!!

With this last sentence, she throws the yo-yo towards the head, dispersing the butterflies and pulling the weapon back to herself.

-How rude! Let's get this over with, Stoneheart is already coming here! – Ladybug exclaims, making a slight pout and turning to Chat Noir. – Get up there, and do as we agreed!!

-Okay… okay… – he says, without realizing that, beneath the mask, there is a slight blush over his freckles.

As Ladybug said, Stoneheart starts climbing the Eiffel Tower, going after them, and Chat Noir hits him with his crutches to draw his attention. Both begin a chase up the tower, meanwhile, Ladybug ties the ropes to the ends of the inflated mattress and then ties the other ends to the string of her yo-yo, forming a complex geometric pattern of a string as she crosses it between the pillars of the Eiffel Tower.

As soon as he reaches the top, just before the villain does, Chat Noir activates his cataclysm (being very careful this time not to touch the wrong place) and destroys the tip of the tower. He quickly descends, jumping towards Stoneheart, who, surprised, grabs him, but also opens his left hand so that he can grab the part of the tower that falls over him.

With that, a small blackened paper ball falls down the tower, with Ladybug catching it in her hands and… well, there's no other way to put it. She tears apart the paper with her teeth.

A small butterfly emerges from the torn object. Initially dark, it almost immediately turns white, flying away. Black smoke surrounds the figure of Stoneheart, and Ladybug sees Ivan, falling through the bars of the Eiffel Tower.

Alarmed, she prays that her plan works, and is relieved to see her friend falling onto the mattress firmly tied to the string of their yo-yo. Just as planned, Chat Noir quickly descends the tower, sliding on his crutches. Ladybug already has the ropes that hold the mattress together in her hands, as if it were a little bundle. She asks:

-Are you ready?

-Yes, but they're going to come after us… and after him. – He points to the military forces and the police, who are getting closer and closer to the base of the tower.

-…Merda.

-Don't worry, I'll solve this.

-How?

-Just follow the plan and hold on to me, and it will be fine.

-…okay, I'll trust you.

-Hey! Dude! Hold on there!!

Ladybug, just as they agreed, hugs him, holding him tight, and Ivan, without understanding anything of what is happening, clings to the mattress.

Chat Noir feels something inside him, almost like an itch. Something that compels him. Something that somehow makes him sure of what to do.

Something similar to a black hole.

Ladybug, Ivan and a few others scream as a huge ball of darkness envelops them. They can't see anything inside, there's an absolute lack of light around them. Taking advantage of the gap, Chat Noir uses his crutches to get out of there quickly, then returning to the area of ​​light and out of sight of the army. He doesn't stop until they reach a safe location, close to the school where it all started.

-…what was that? – Ladybug asks, her knees still shaking slightly.

-I… I don't know, I think I unlocked my other power? I just… thought about a black hole and out of nowhere, all the light disappeared… it must work like that. Kind of.

-Ah… – she turns to Ivan. – I… I mean, dude, are you okay?

-Hm… I think so, but… – he murmurs, looking at the floor. - …what happened? I can't remember…

-Oh… what's the last thing you recall?

-I… I received a call… about my mother and then… I had an anxiety attack, and… I only remember until that part.

-Hm… okay, ok, it's… sorry, I really don't know how to tell you this…

-We are heroes. – says Chat. – Okay, I think you already got that, but we showed up here in the city to fight a villain, called Hawk Moth. From what we know, he takes people's negative emotions and uses this to control them and turn them into villains. I'm… I'm really sorry that he did this to you.

Ivan seems to take a few seconds to process the information, and then his face changes. First, he appears to remember something. Then shock crosses his face. Finally, an expression of despair takes over him and he lowers his head, burying it in his hands.

-Hey. Hey, hey, hey, hey. – calls Ladybug, trying to get his attention. – It wasn't your fault. You didn't do anything wrong, Hawk Moth is the only one to blame.

-But I… I… still… I… – his hands are shaking. – I saw… the damage, on the way… I did this… I… I can't fix this… everyone will know… that I was the monster who did this…

-You are not a monster. I don't know what you're going through, but I'm absolutely sure that you're not a monster. The only monster is Hawk Moth. Plus, we can fix everything, or at least a good part of it.

-…h-how?

She then takes the air mattress, deflates it, throws it up in the air and it turns into a billion ladybugs.

As if that weren't enough, the ladybugs spread and, wherever they go, structures are reassembled and injured people are healed. Not everything can be repaired, the few people who died do not return, but the repair is so impressive that it astounds everyone in the city and beyond.

-I call it Miraculous Ladybug. From what I understand, it quickly fixes everything that can be repaired by human hands.

-…that…is very impressive…

-Listen, we need to leave now. Will you be fine?

-…I think… so… – Ivan muttered.

-Are you sure? – he nodds. - Alright then. Take care of yourself.

The two heroes move away, climbing onto the roof of Marinette's house, close to where they left Ivan.

-I live here… – she yawns. – I'm going to go in and sleep while I wait for my parents, then I'll make up some excuse that I hid and went home and they were not here…

-Okay, I'll meet you tomorrow.

-Bye.

-Bye. -Wait! – and raised their fist. - Fist bump? He smiles, tired but happy, and touches his fist with hers. -Fist bump. And he leaves.

–

The next day, people are allowed to return to the city, but at school, it's possible to see that some are still hesitant to leave home, due to the absence of some students. Even before class starts, it is possible to feel the tension among the students, not only because of the situation itself, but also because it all started at that school.

Marinette arrives a little later than usual, but never actually late, and is faced with a crowd of reporters in front of the school. Before they can ask themself what is happening, they see the journalists walking away because of a red-haired figure. One she only met yesterday, but whose face is etched in her memory.

Her literature teacher and responsible for the class this year, Professor Bustier. And she looks like she's about to hit the reporters.

-IF I SEE ANY OF YOU AROUND HERE AGAIN OR OUTSIDE SCHOOL HARASSING A STUDENT, I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL CALL THE POLICE! SHOO, SHOO! GET OUT OF HERE!

Looking very reluctant, the reporters begin to walk away, and, turning to Ivan, the teacher asks:

-Ivan, are you okay?

He nods slightly and murmurs:

-…thanks.

-You don't need to thank me. Now, go inside, it won't be long until class starts.

He nods and starts to go inside, turning around a little later when he feels someone poking him. At first, he doesn't see who it is, until he looks down at Marinette.

-Ah. Hi, Mari.

-Hey. How are you?

-…I don't know.

-…you know it's not your fault, right?

-…I was told, but it's hard to believe.

-If you need to talk to someone, I'm here. Always.

-I know. You always have been. Thanks.

He walks away. Marinette sighs. She had never been the best at cheering people up, especially now when something nearly impossible had just occurred.

-

Today was probably the day Ivan spoke the least in his entire life, and it's not a small competition. When someone asked him something, he simply didn't answer and walked away. Last night, he dreamed about what happened. It was strange and confusing, many things were practically incomprehensible, but there was one thing he managed to remember very well.

When he appeared in the courtyard, many students looked at him in terror. And she was there.

Myléne.

He knew her struggles with fear. He knew how much she had severe anxiety that stopped her from doing many things. He knew how terrified she was in unfamiliar situations.

And he destroyed a wall in front of her while transformed into a giant stone monster.

She would never look him in the face again. And he didn't blame her for that, such was his certainty in his own guilt.

Well, at least, that's what he thought until she came after him in the middle of recess in the school's newly repaired basement (thanks to a bunch of magical ladybugs).

-Hey.

-…hey.

-Wanna talk?

-…you wanna?

-Of course, why wouldn't I want to?

-…it's just… yesterday… what happened…

-I wanted to talk about it, actually.

-…

-That heroine, Ladybug, said that Hawk Moth creates villains out of people's suffering.

-…did she… say that? I don't remember exactly.

-Yes, she did… how are you? Really.

-…really?

-Uhm.

-…scared.

-Something in specific?

-I think… scared of myself. – he swallows hard. – I was always afraid of hurting other people. Everyone was always afraid of me, so… I guess I started to be afraid of myself because of it? I think so. I think I always felt guilty about things I didn't do but could have done that made others fearful when they thought about me. Besides… there are… some things going on at home…

-You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to.

-No, it's okay, I… – and swallows. – …my mother is not very good. I think… you already knew that. Yesterday, my neighbor called to tell me about something, and I was scared to go home, I had an anxiety attack and it ended up… happening… that…

-…I'm sorry that bastard used that against you. Yesterday, I wanted to tell you something, but all this mess happened and I couldn't… but… do you remember when you gave me that botton? You know, your favorite band's?

-I do, but why…?

-So, I… wanted to give you something of mine too, even more so after all this… here. – and, feeling her face heat up, she hands him something, pushing the small object into his closed hand.

Ivan opens his hand, without understanding, and feels his heart speed up and his face redden when he sees the small ring. It's handmade, carved from wood, and has a small pink paper flower glued on top.

-I… wanted… to tell you that you are very special to me and that I'm very happy that we became friends in sixth grade… and that I think I love you very much… and that… that… – she swallows and exclaims: – I WANT TO DATE YOU, DO YOU WANT TO DATE ME?!

-…Yes…

-W-what?!

-YES!! B-but… you… really didn't give up on it after yesterday?! B-because I would completely understand and…

-NO, YOU IDIOT!! – and immediately covered their mouth with their hands, in panic. - Sorry!!! Sorry, that was mean!! But that whole thing wasn't your fault, it never will be!!! And it changes in nothing how I feel about you, we can get through all this together, okay?! Let's… let's learn to deal with all these changes, which are really scary, together!!!

-…ok… I… can I hug you?

-Of course you can.

He hugged her gently, relieving himself of everything he had been feeling for a long, long time.

You don't have to act like you have a heart made of stone.

-I love you.

-I love you too.

-

Adrien and Marinette end up being the last ones to leave, at the end of class. Interestingly, as soon as they leave, it starts to rain.

-…oh.

-I have an umbrella. Do you want it?

-Oh? Oh no, you don't need to!!

-It's alright, no problem. I can buy another one, anyway.

-Ah, okay, then…

When Marinette takes the umbrella in her hands, however, it closes over them, trapping the two together.

-Ouch!

-Wait, let me try to open it!

-No, calm down!

-How do you do it?!

-Can you just press the button again?!

-I don't know, let me try!!

Fortunately, they soon manage to get out from under the umbrella. Suddenly, to Marinette's surprise, Adrien begins to have a fit of laughter.

In fact, it also makes her laugh a little. And the way his face, previously looking so expressionless, suddenly got bright, made her happy.

-I… – Adrien takes a deep breath to calm down, but continues smiling at her. – …I have to go, my best friend must be waiting.

-The… girl you entered the classroom with?

-Yeah. Chloé. She is like my sister. In fact, I think she's my only friend until yesterday, when Nino offered to be my friend too.

That was definitely like Nino.

-I can also be your friend.

-Really?

-Yeah. We're going to be superhero partners, so I think we kind of need to get along, right?

-OK. You're cool, I would like having you as a friend.

-Same.

-I'll see you tomorrow, my lady.

-Ha, ha, very funny. You are never stopping that?

-Never. – and sticks out his tongue at her, who reciprocate as Adrien walks away.

That umbrella somehow felt perfect in their hands. It was almost as if she couldn't let go of it anymore.

-

And chapter 2 is out! I'm trying to give some spotlight and kind of dive into all the teens, so I decided to make this one about Ivan and kind of about Myléne too, do you like it? Also, umbrella scene is here! Although, not how you may expect it...

Translation to Marinette swearing:

Lä shî - from what I could find, this is chinese for "shit". Correct me if I'm wrong.

Puta merda - holy shit in portuguese

Vai tomar no cu - go suck your own ass

Cagar na calça - shit your pants

Merda - shit

Physical forms of the kwamis

(the kwamis use any pronouns btw)

Tikki is a ladybug, the little form of canon and a human. As a human, it is a fat and tall black woman on her 60s, with 3 vitiligo patches on her face (two on her cheeks and one on her forehead), black hair in long box braids (some of them dyed red and others gone grey), dark blue eyes and freckles through her body. She usually wears white blazers with black and red details.

Plagg is a stray black cat, the little form of canon and a human. As a human, it is a small person, almost underweight, with unknown age, dark skin, messy black hair and bright green eyes. He is always wearing black hoodies and clothes that seem to have been taken out of a trash can.

Pollen is a bee, the little form of canon and a human. As a human, it is a short and fat white woman on her 30s, with blonde hair that has black parts on it, blue eyes and vitiligo patches through her body similar to stripes. She commonly wears designer clothes.

Trixx is the little form of canon and a human. As a human, it is a tall, thin indigenous person on their mid 40s, with black hair dyed orange, unshaven beard and dark blue eyes. They are always wearing loose handmade clothes with small, intrincate details.

Waizz is a turtle, the little form of canon and a human. As a human, it is a stocky chinese person on their 90s, with pale skin, wrinkles, thinning gray hair and green eyes. His clothes are always made with crochet.

Ryujinn (originally named Longg) is the little form of canon and a human. As a human, it is a tall and thin japanese man on his mid 50s, with pale skin, wrinkles, long straight black hair on a ponytail with a few colorful parts and dark eyes. He is usually wearing traditional aikido uniform.

Sass is the little form of canon and a human. As a human, it is a small arabian man on his mid 60s, with dark skin, dimples, long black hair tied up and honey eyes. He commonly wears loose clothes.

Roarr is the little form of canon and a human. As a human, it is a tall and strong indian person on their early 20s, with short black hair, vitiligo patches similar to stripes and brown eyes. They are always wearing sportive clothing.

Daizzi is the little form of canon and a human. As a human, it is a short and fat white person on their mid 30s, with a vitiligo patch around their eye, short blonde hair with some parts dyed pink and blue eyes. They commonly wear white and pink dresses.

Xuppu is the little form of canon and a human. As a human, it is a thin chinese man on his early 20s, with tan skin, long messy black hair and dark brown eyes. He likes dressing up as Overly Sarcastic Production's Sun Wukong (yes, that was totally self indulgent, you can judge me all you want).

Kaalki is the little form of canon and a juman. As a human, it is a tall and thin black person on ther mid 40s, with unshaven grey beard, curly brown grey hair and dark green eyes. They always wear ellegant and formal clothing.

Mullo, Duusu and Nooroo are a mouse, a peacock and a butterfly, respectively. As I already said before, Stompp, Fluff, Ziggy, Orikko and Barkk are not in this AU. Sorry, Stompp, Fluff, Ziggy, Orikko and Barkk fans.

Also Hadestown Road to Hell Reprise, it's all about "you know it's not gonna end pretty and well, but you still have hope, so you again begin to sing the story all over again because hope is stronger than the pain that you know will come"

Okay, fuck it, tell me about scenes from movies/tv shows/short movies, quotes and paragraphs from written media, paintings, news coverage, random ass videos on the internet, literally ANYTHING that gives you hope. I'll start:

Everything Everywhere All At Once's speech by Waymond, where he asks Evelyn to please be kind. Especially when you don't know what's going on.

The "two earthlings" painting.