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Miraculous Rewrite AU. Chapter 1: Origins
(character redesigns are based off @aoberiart work)
(long post under the cut)
(tw/cw: slight mention of ableism, alcoholism, child neglect, child abuse, anxiety crisis and manipulation)
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Gabriel takes the grimoire in his hands. He looks at the container in front of him. It comes close to exploding, the being whose pure essence is the concept of transmission trying to break free from the technological prison created by the Tsurugi Industries.
Taking a deep breath, he reads the spell in the grimoire, which unites a kwami with a human, forming a miraculous, and connects the device that binds the cosmic being to the bionic syringe. It takes no more than a few seconds for the needle to pierce through his skin and the light to leave the inside of the mechanical box.
Gabriel lets out a howl of pain, feeling something inside him almost shatter. However, keeping his goal in mind, he persists. He can't let that destroy him, not if he wants to get her back.
It seems to take a thousand years and one second. And when he least expected, it stopped.
Gabriel flexes his fingers covered in a mesh that wasn't there before, feeling his body, which no longer burns in pain. He focuses on his veins and feels the power coursing not through his physique, but through his soul. He feels the creature tied to him and its insistence on trying to escape, completely in vain.
He turns to the mirror, until he realizes that, in the midst of his transformation, he broke it. Looking at the shards on the floor, he notices his reflection in them. Despite the fragmented appearance, he can see the outward representation of his power.
Gabriel gets up to tell Nathalie that it worked.
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-Plagg.
They get up, alarmed, until he sees her.
-Tikki?
-There is something happening.
That's when Plagg feels it.
-Nooroo.
-This happened before. With Duusu. And with you.
-…Yes.
-And you know what that means.
-…sometimes, it's not good to be the strongest.
-It's our duty, Plagg. Destruction and creation, remember?
-I was talking about our miraculous.
-…in fact, it will be bad for them.
-Do you know someone? Do you have a person in mind?
-Yes. But…
-But?
-She is only fifteen years old.
-…I see.
-Do you have someone who can do this?
-Yes. He's… also a child.
-We shouldn't do this to them.
-But there's no one else in this city, right?
-No. Not someone who has such a connection with us.
-Let's take care of them. I, at least, know that I will take care of mine. And you?
-I already take care of her. And now, I will care like I never did before.
-See you around, sugar cube… or Thérese.
-Likewise, stinky cheese… or should I call you Paul?
-You know you can call me whatever you want.
-Fool.
-There are no foolish cats, my dear ladybug.
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Marinette thought a lot about her first school day outfit. After all, it will be the outfit she wears for class for most of the year. Finally, she manages to make up her mind, after a long time of doubt.
The shoes are black and doll-like, covering the instep engulfed by white striped socks. The skirt is also black, with pleats, and the light pink dress shirt has a red bow at the neck, complemented by black suspenders. She chooses to leave her hair loose, as she got tired of the pigtails.
They get dressed after breakfast, picking up their backpack and going down the stairs to the bakery and the street. They cross the intersection quickly, then enter the school gate and head towards what they were told to be their class.
As always, because she likes to get there early and lives close to the school, she is the first to arrive, seeing, little by little, her classmates fill the room. Taking out her notebook, she starts drawing sketches of her friends' clothes, after all, she always likes to sew new ones for them and has to know what kind of things they like to wear.
Nino greets her by kissing her on the temple, to which she laughs, looking at the bell-bottom jeans, the light green t-shirt with a sunflower print, the white and green striped long-sleeved blouse, the red headphones and, of course, the occasional flowers in their hair. People say the flower shop smell on him is as strong as the bakery's in Marinette.
Nathaniel blows her a kiss from afar, which she reciprocates. He wears a burgundy jumpsuit over a white long-sleeved shirt, his hands wrapped in black fishnet gloves and, on top of his head, a gray beanie. They also got a new piercing in their eyebrow, and the jumpsuit, despite being new (after all, Nath always repeats his clothes and Marinette has never seen that one before), already has small drops of dried paint noticeable on it.
Juleka gives a slight nod when she sees her, and Marinette waves her hand. Juleka's style has been the same since she was eleven years old: fishnet tights, black boots, a black pleated skirt (like theirs!), a purple off-the-shoulder sweater over a black top, silver necklaces and bracelets and black spiked chokers. Despite her appearance, Juleka has always been very kind, just like her brother.
Rose, on the other hand, comes in already hugging her. She doesn't mind Marinette hugging her back awkwardly, because, in her words, "a hug is a hug." She wears a short jeans jumpsuit over a pink blouse, with white socks and pink boots with a flower print, accompanied by a daisy in her hair.
Sabrina waves at Marinette, receiving the same gesture in return. Her white stockings are long, reaching halfway down her thigh, and a daisy adorns her hair, and she looks beautiful in the short white lace dress under a green sweatshirt. On her lap, she carries a photography camera, the same one she always carries with her.
Alix high-fives them, calling her, as usual, “the radest designer ever”. They wear a gray shirt accompanied by a green crop top and a green and black coat with a snake pattern, in addition to their pants having various designs, and their gray, black and green sneakers are highlighted by black socks. And, as always, there's their trademark gray and black cap along with their skates and magenta hair.
Kim and her also high five, which looks a little strange from the outside, given their height difference. He always has the same style of clothing, and it's always simple, which isn't a bad thing: a red sports sweatshirt over a black blouse, with black pants and wristbands, complemented by red sneakers.
Max gives her a categorical nod, to which Marinette responds with a wave of her hand. Like Kim, he doesn't tend to change his clothes much, not that this is a problem. He wears a green blouse accompanied by brown pants, a black belt, a brown tie and dark suspenders.
Ivan hugs her silently, without much force, but lovingly. He is always misjudged because of his appearance, despite being one of the sweetest people Marinette knows. Today, he wears black shorts accompanied by white socks and brown boots, as well as a black blouse with crossed bones under a black coat.
Myléne gives her a typical handshake, which Marinette responds to enthusiastically. She has dreadlocks this year, apparently differentiating herself a bit from last year. She wears a brown skirt with a white dove design next to a wide green blouse over a black top, the blouse with some buttons, some necklaces on top, several bracelets on her arms, pink sunglasses on her face and a pink band holding her hair back.
Finally, Alya arrives, also hugging her and sitting next to her, just like she did last year to start their friendship. Her best friend wears ripped jeans, an orange sweater with white details, several bottons on her chest and her typical fox pendant necklace, as well as earrings, rings and bracelets.
Marinette is relieved that her entire class is there. She knows that it is likely that new students will enter the class, but she thinks it will be okay, since she has known the majority of that class since childhood and they are friends, being the most constant things in her life besides her parents and her home.
That's when, just before the bell rings, the two enter the room.
The girl appears to be wearing designer clothes, with a white coat resting over her elbows and showing her shoulders, a yellow high-necked and sleeveless blouse with black details, black pants, white boots and a black beret on her head, as well as light golden makeup. The boy has much simpler clothes, with just black pants and shirt under a light green coat.
The two stop in front of the room and the girl whispers in the boy's ear. He nods and they separate, taking the only two free seats: the girl is next to Sabrina, who immediately starts to chat with her, and the boy is next to Nino, just in front of Marinette.
Before the teacher enters the room and the class begins, Marinette frowns, smelling a faint smell of… camembert cheese?
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Adrien wakes up at five in the morning, so anxious is he. He packs his backpack and his own clothes several times, barely able to wait until Chloé comes to pick him up. Don't get him wrong, he loves Placide, but he really needs to go to and from school with Chloé. The reason? Simple: he has no experience with going to school and Chloé has to teach him how to behave. Ok, her entire life's experience was at a military school, but still, it's better than nothing, which is his case.
Seeing the morning sun begin to rise, Adrien heads to the living room, but not before leaving some camembert cheese in his bedroom. In recent months, a stray cat has come into his room to eat, and it seems to especially like that kind of cheese. Adrien has no reason to send him away or stop feeding him, so he takes care of him when he comes there. And, just in case, he leaves the cheese there in case the cat comes over during the day.
-Adrien – calls Nathalie, at the bedroom door. – Come and have breakfast. Your father…
-…he's not there, right?
-…no.
-Ok…
Honestly, today, Adrien is relieved that his father isn't there. Most days, he would be uncomfortable and then conform, but since Gabriel was very reluctant to honor his agreement with his son to let him go to high school, it's good to avoid that situation and leave without being noticed by him. Even more so because he plans to use his crutches at school, as he wouldn't be able to spend so much time without them, and his father… wouldn't like that…
Chloé arrives soon, and Adrien is able to take a deep breath and relax in the presence of his best friend. At home, even when he knows his father isn't there, he can't help but think he's being watched. Being away and by his best friend's side is a relief.
-What is it? – Chloe asks.
-Hmm? Nothing.
-Why that face? It looks horrible. Did you put on makeup?
-No. I do not know how to do it on my own, you know that.
-You should learn. At school, appearance is everything.
-Wasn't your school military?
-And?
-They banned makeup.
-I would pass some that no one would notice, just so I'd not have that horrible sleepy look like that one in your face. Now, ready for class about school?
She talks a lot in those fifteen minutes they stay in the car, and Adrien understands almost nothing, but thanks her anyway at the end. Chloé said he can sit next to her in the room, which relieves him, since it seems like this sitting next to someone thing is important.
However, his hope is shattered as soon as they reach the room and see that no two seats next to each other are empty. Adrien feels a slight nervousness inside him, but Chloé leans into his ear and whispers:
-Stay with that guy over there – and points to someone with headphones. – and I will stay there. – and points to a girl with a daisy in her hair.
-…alright.
Adrien feels a little uncomfortable sitting next to someone he doesn't know, and is surprised when the one next to him catches his attention.
-Hey there.
-…hey. – Adrien feels his face heat up. He doesn't really know what to do in that situation. This wasn't like the times his father took him to parties and events, where he memorized what to do. Here, he really has no idea how to act.
-What's your name?
-Adrien.
-Hi, Adrien. – he… doesn't recognize him? Internally, this brings a little relief to Adrien, because at least one person won't see him as his father wanted them to. – I'm Nino. – the boy next to him smiles. His clothes don't really look like what someone who knew his father's work would wear.
-…hi, Nino. – Adrien extends his hand, as he is used to always doing. The confusion on Nino's face leaves him panicking, thinking he's made a terrible mistake. However, Nino smiles and squeezes his hand tightly.
-Wanna be my friend?
-Huh? – Adrien mutters, the shock running through his body and almost paralyzing him.
-Sorry, was that too fast?
-Do you… really want to be my friend?
-You wanna?
-Hum, yes. – he murmurs, his eyes going to his fingers, full of cuticles from the times he pulls them. – I… would really like that. I… I've only had one real friend my whole life, so… yeah.
-Oh. I can introduce you to my friends if you want! – and smiles again.
-…thank you.
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Ivan receives the call during class break.
-…ms Florence? – he feels his hands shake as he answers his neighbor’s call. Calm down, calm down.
-Ivan. Your mother left again. – he swallows hard. No, not again… – The smell of alcohol is strong. I… really don't recommend you go home now. There's a man knocking on the door, talking about your father.
He freezes. With a lot of effort, he manages to mutter:
-Thanks for letting me know.
-Take care of yourself.
He turns off his cell phone and puts it away. He puts his hands in his jacket pockets. He tries to pay attention to the ground and ignore how it's going round and round.
Ivan runs as discreetly as he can to the school basement. It's only used to store trash and useless things (just like him), no one goes there. Nobody will find him. No one will disturb him.
He sits in a forgotten, dusty corner and hugs his knees. His heart is racing too much. His breathing is shallow, and his eyes are blurring.
The extremities of his body are becoming numb, so much so that he may not even notice anyone touching him.
Ivan squeezes, his hand searching for the bottom of his jacket pocket, a small ball of paper. That, that little ball of paper that he keeps there, and that when he feels like screaming and breaking and crying, he squeezes and squeezes and squeezes.
Don't show that you are angry, you will be threatening. Don't show that you are sad, you will be weak. Don't show yourself to be anything other than a heartless and emotionless stone, it will be against everything they thought of you your entire life.
Don't feel it, don't feel it, don't feel it, you don't have to feel it, you shouldn't feel it, don't feel it, don't feel it…
“Stoneheart, I am Hawk Moth”
He suddenly feels an outside interference. No, it's not, it's internal, he knows it's inside, because he can feel all the barriers he once created, all the secrets and things he's kept to himself his entire life, falling before that interference. That presence.
The one which, suddenly, knows his whole soul.
“You feel fragile because of people who didn’t care about you”
The voice enters his brain like the flutter of a butterfly's wings, dripping through his neurons and flooding everything, making his thoughts more brittle and forgettable.
The voice… no, the butterfly says something that is true. To the surface of his consciousness come all the times his mother and the people who claimed to work with his father hurt him. All the times he couldn't get the smell of alcohol out of his nose, all the times he had to knock at Mrs. Florence because his mother kicked him out of the apartment.
All the times he wished he could just be strong enough to stop feeling all that pain.
“I can give you the power to leave any weak feeling behind and never suffer again”
Could it do this? Could it do this?
Of course it could.
The words of that butterfly are so true that they make everything else in the world seem like a lie.
-…ok… – his voice is hoarse and terribly broken. As soon as he utters that simple word, the teenager feels his body, mind and heart sink into darkness.
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Marinette is inside the bathroom, washing her hands, when it happens.
First, it's something similar to an explosion, and the ground shakes. Then, an inhuman voice shouts something she can't understand, and a bizarrely loud sound of footsteps follows. The girl, with no understanding, quickly goes to the door, and can see, in the distance, someone running.
Something running.
It has a vaguely humanoid body, however, made entirely of rocks and absurdly large, in a way that no person could be. All the students scream and run away from the thing, which goes towards the exit and breaks down the school gate with a single punch, leaving it in the middle of the street and, with that, starting even more screams, along with the sound of cars braking and crashing.
What…?
Marinette's heart is so fast that she's afraid it will stop. The girl stumbles backwards, feeling her back wave until she touches the back wall of the bathroom, sensing her hands shaking and her breath failing. She screams and screams and covers her face with her hands, feeling the horror of something that should be impossible penetrating every inch of her brain.
-Marinette! Marinette, look at me! Look at me! Breathe deeply!
Her throat, at least, stops making sounds, but the girl is still shaking, her face covered by her hands and tears. The voice, which seems slightly familiar, says:
-Breathe with me. Don't think about anything else, just breathe with me, pay attention here and now. One two three. One two three. One two three…
With much effort and many minutes, Marinette manages to calm her breathing and heartbeat. Finally gaining courage, she opens her eyes, and sees…
Her psychologist.
-T-Therese? – she murmurs, her voice hoarse from the screams and tears. – Wh… what… what are you… I… that… that thing…
-Listen, Mari, I know it's horrible to be here right now. I know this is all horrible, and unbelievable, and confusing. But you need to focus on me, now. Only on me.
Marinette hesitantly nods her head. Therese gives them a gentle smile.
And then she turns into a ten-centimeter big-headed creature.
Marinette screams.
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Adrien barely feels his body.
He just witnessed a giant creature made of stone run out of the school. He panicked and went into the bathroom to hide, and found the cat that always visited his room. It's not a similar cat, it's exactly the same.
Maybe the absurdity of that situation made his brain shut down. The fact is that Adrien is standing in the middle of the bathroom, staring at that cat.
And then the cat turns into a person.
The two pairs of green eyes stare at each other.
-What? – Adrien murmurs, fearing that he has finally lost his sanity.
The person, still sitting like a cat, mumbles:
-Hi, kitten. – and sighs. – We have a lot to talk about.
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-You are a cosmic entity denominated kwami and your name is Tikki.
-Yes.
-You are the representation of the concept of creation and have existed since the beginning of the universe.
-Yes.
-You choose people who have a strong connection with your concept and transform them into “miraculous”, giving them powers.
-Yes.
-There are other kwamis and one of them is forcibly being used in some way by a person who, through their power, created that thing made of stone that I just saw out of someone else's negative feelings.
-Yes.
-And you chose me to be a miraculous.
-Yes.
-But… but… but why me?! What's so special about me?! Why not literally anyone else?!
-I don't know why, Marinette. Connections are one of the few things in this universe I have no idea about.
-…do you really want this? Do you want me to do this?
-You need to accept it.
-How am I going to become, I don't know, a superhero if I can barely deal with my anxiety problems?!
-Marinette, you are one of the youngest people I have ever felt a connection with, but I know that if this happened, it is because you are capable. The choice is yours, but know that I believe in you.
-…alright.
-Really?
-Yeah.
Tikki smiled.
-You are extraordinary, Marinette.
A red explosion enters her soul.
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-…what's your name?
-Plagg.
-…okay, Plagg. I'll do it.
-Really? Are you sure you're ready for this?
-I think this is the thing, the reason to my life, I've been waiting for for such a long time. I didn't know what it was, but now, it feels like that's it. Plus… it's nice to be able to choose to be something instead of being forced to for once.
Plagg lets out a sigh that sounds more like a chuckle.
-Kitten, you have much sharper claws than others may think.
His soul merges with the blast of darkness.
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Marinette looks at herself in the bathroom mirror, shocked. It's exactly how she imagined. How she designed her magical girl dress when she was eight. The dress she never showed to anyone else.
The red tutu dress has three large half circles at the hem, with a black ribbon at the waist tied in a bow at the back, and the upper half of the torso is black with a V shape, covering her torax to her neck. The tights are black, the shoes are doll-like and red gloves cover their forearms up to the elbow, with their hands completely black and a black circle on their elbows. On their face, there is a domino red mask with a black stripe in the middle and two black spots on the sides. Her hair is tied with a black band in a bun.
Her fingers delicately pass over the mask, still trying to understand the situation. She feels something on her thigh, and, reaching for it, she notices something wrapped around it. She carefully unwinds the thread and feels the weight of the object at the end of it in her hands, revealing…
A yo-yo.
Tikki warned her that it would seem… unexpected, at first, but that it would work, like, in her words, “that Spider-Man thing that you youngsters like”. She also said that Marinette would have access to two powers, one of them being the Lucky Charm, which created a specific object that, in some way, would be able to save her from the situation she was in. The other power would be exclusive to Marinette, and there was no way for them to know what it was until it manifested. Also, after she used her powers, she would feel a great loss of energy, especially since she was a teenager, and would need to rest for a few hours.
A little excited and a little terrified, the girl comes out of the bathroom, and sees no one in the half-destroyed school yard. Then, she takes a deep breath, throws the yo-yo as far as she can and feels a pull, then being thrown towards the direction she launched her “weapon”.
The girl screams.
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When Adrien looks at the mirror, he doesn't recognize himself.
It's different from basically everything his father wants him to be. It's different from what others expect from him. And it's exactly how he wishes he could be.
The black hood has a cat bell at the neck, one of the sleeves being short and the other long. There's a kind of… black belt (?) on his chest, and his sweatpants are wide, reaching down to his ankles. Around his waist, there are some wide black belts with one of them unbuckled, looking like there is a cat's tail behind him. He wears black gloves, one of them fingerless and the other with small claws, and black boots. On his face, there is a black domino mask and, from the middle of his hair, two black cat ears emerge.
Adrien moves on his crutches. They're also black now, with bright green accents, and both have a button near the rest area for his hands. Plagg said it would help him move around Paris faster, which is a relief, honestly (even though Adrien has no idea how). He also said that he had two superpowers, one of them being secret and only Adrien's, and the other called Cataclysm, which could destroy anything he touched.
Coming out of the bathroom, he finds himself next to an open window. Probably a student opened it to escape. Adrien, not quite sure what to do, tilts his crutches towards the window and, holding tight to the hand rest, presses his thumbs against the buttons.
He is launched upwards, through the open window and across Paris' sky.
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Marinette holds onto the gargoyle tightly.
She is at the top of Notre Dame Cathedral. And trembling with fear, because if they slip, they could fall to their death. In fact, she spent the last five minutes clinging to the statue, eyes closed.
Why did she think she could do this? Why did she think she was good enough to be a hero? She's the opposite of functional in everyday life, for God's sake! How did she expect to be able to fly around Paris, let alone fight villains?!
Marinette is about to start crying when she hears the scream. Which gets closer and closer.
And suddenly, someone in a black suit falls right on top of the gargoyle next to them. A black cat costume. Someone Tikki talked about.
-H-hello? – Marinette murmurs, but the wind at that height makes the person, who clings to the gargoyle just like her, not hear her. Taking courage, she exclaims: – Hello!!
The person dressed as a cat was surprised and then turned to her, giving a slight wave:
-Hey!!
-Are you the cat Miraculous?!
-I am!! You're the ladybug, right?!
-Yeah!!
-I'm… – and he stopped for a moment, then exclaiming: – Chat Noir!!!
-Huh… – she stops for a moment to think, but no particularly creative option comes to mind. – Ladybug!!!
-Nice to meet you!!
-Me, too!!
-I would extend my hand, but we must be about five meters away from each other!!!
-How do we get out of here?!
-I don't know!! How did you get here?!
-With that yo-yo!! And you?!
-My crutches!! I think… there shouldn't be any limits for these things, so… maybe we just need to leave the same way we came?!
-Almost throwing ourselves out of the building?!
-Like that!!
-But shouldn't we fight the villain?! The akuma guy?! How are we going to find him?!
-Shouldn't the police be after him?! Or the army?!
-Yes!!
-Just go wherever they are going!!
She released the yo-yo and he pressed the buttons. They went, clumsily crossing the sky and howling, to the place with the most screams in the entire city.
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People ran, getting away from the villain's enormous stony figure. The strange thing was that he didn't actually attack anyone, just the occasional police car that tried to stop him. In fact, he seemed to be trying to go to the least populated area possible.
And Marinette couldn't help but feel sorry, because… something about him reminded her of someone, but she couldn't tell who.
-We need to break… the “akumatized object”, right? – she murmured.
-Yes, but what object? He's not holding anything.
-His left hand doesn't open at all, while the other is almost always open… he must be holding the object there.
-And… how do we make him open his hand?
-I can use my power, but… I don't know how…
-What does it do?
-Um, Tikki, my kwami, explained that it creates an object that will help me in the situation, but I don't… know how to call it…?
-Try… to think hard, I guess? Try that.
Marinette then closed her eyes and imagined, with force, some object of an indefinite shape that would help her. A… lucky charm.
Something fell into their hand.
They both looked at the object in shock.
-That's… an inflatable mattress.
-…I think your power is a little broken or something.
-I… maybe I can create a plan, but… I think it's better if we attack him first? It is better.
It was a disaster.
When Adrien called the cataclysm, he accidentally broke a mailbox he was leaning on and, because of this, he could no longer use his power. When Marinette tried to wrap her yo-yo around the villain's arm and pull it away, he swung his limb and threw her away. And, what's worse, when Adrien tried to attack him with his crutches, as soon as he was hit, he got bigger.
And he was coming towards them.
It was then that the two realized it was time to get away. Quickly.
They moved as far away as they could and found an isolated building in the middle of a residential area, which they landed on. Both felt the weight of using their powers on their bodies, energy being drained and tiredness falling over them. Interestingly, as soon as they just wanted to detransform, it happened.
-…Hey you…
-…Me?
-Aren't you… one of the new students? The ones that started in class today?
-In… François-Dupont? Yes it's me. What's your name?
-Marinette Dupain-Cheng.
-Adrien Graham de Vanily.
-You… aren't you the model?
-…yeah, I am.
-Ah… now that I noticed… I sit… right behind you…
-…cool… where are our kwamis?
-There's a black cat right there, on the edge of the roof – and they pointed at Plagg. – and a ladybug that's hitting my head, so… maybe it's them?
-She told you about tiredness, right?
-Uhum… can we just… sleep? Until we recover?
-I think it's better…
They lay down on the concrete, and, with fear and worry still rooted inside their hearts, ended up falling into a deep sleep. The two cosmic beings remained on guard, waiting for the young ones to wake up.
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I think it was a decent introduction. Probably won't take long until chapter 2 is out.
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
Day 14
Tuesday
Dreams
@adrienagresteseptember2021
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It wasn’t much of a task. They were supposed to write down their childhood dream for class.
But for some reason Adrien had still struggled with the task.
He watched a lot of old recordings and looked at his drawings and some pictures.
In the end, he was satisfied with the outcome of his research.
And Mme. Bustier was now asking everyone what their childhood dream was-is, it depends.
She started with Nino, logically.
“I wanted to be a bubble breathing dinosaur.”
Nino earned a few chuckles for that.
“What a nice dream, Nino. Adrien?”
“Oh, I always wanted to be what my parents want me to be and to make them proud of me.”
“How nice of you, but do you also have a childhood dream of what you wanted to be for yourself and not your parents?”
“I just want to be the perfect son for them and make them proud.”
“Alright. Marinette, what is your childhood dream?”
Adrien felt like he said something wrong, maybe he understood the task wrong.
“I dreamt of being the knitting fairy.”
“Well, you’re on a good way to become a sewing fairy. Alya?”
“I’m not sure miss, I can’t remember and neither can my family.”
“That’s alright, Alya, don’t worry. Ivan?”
“I wanted to have long and pretty hair like my mother.”
“Your hair may not be very long but it’s very pretty. Nathaniel, what about you?”
“I dreamed about being a comedian.”
No, he did understand the task right and he did as told.
“I have to say, some of your comics are pretty funny. Juleka?”
“Do I have to?”
“No, of course not. If you don’t feel comfortable sharing then that’s completely fine. Rose, do you want to share?”
“I wanted to be an angel because they help people like doctors or fairies.”
Maybe Mme Bustier didn’t like his answer, but he fulfilled the task.
Mme Bustier smiles sadly at that.
“You would’ve been the greatest angel. Max?”
“Roboter.”
“I hope building one is as good. Kim?”
“...”
“He fantasized about being a model.”
It was an interesting thought.
“I don’t know if this was you place to answer Alix, but your turn now.”
“I wanted to be the best at everything I want break every existing rule or boundary.”
“Then nothing much changed. Myléne?”
“I-i often pretended to be a plant.”
“What a beautiful dream. Okay, Chloé?”
“I wanted to be like my mommy.”
There’s it again! The same expression Mme Bustier had at his answer!
He knew Chloé and her mother didn’t have the best relationship so it was understandable.
But what is wrong with his answer?
He doesn’t have much time to dwell on it as the class broke out into laughter over Sabrina’s childhood dream wanting to be a Rock’n’Roll legend, not being able to imagine it.
For @miraculouscontent because if it wasn’t for them I wouldn’t have found my favourite non canon ship for mlb
Fun Miraculous Edits -
(First Song: ‘I can feel it coming in the air tonight’ - Phil Collins)
(Second Song: ‘Run’ - Awolnation)
(Third Song: ‘Sweet Dreams’ - Eurythmics)
I hope you all that you might have a laugh with this and enjoy it!
Miraculous Ladybug and Chat Noir ‘just another fun miraculous edits’ like this one (Also at the end (0:50-1:02) contains scene from The Collector, so their may be spoilers).
Hope you enjoy it!
(First Song: ‘Smooth Criminal’ by Michael Jackson)
(Second Sound: ‘Tom Cruise scream in ‘The Mummy’)
(Third Song: ‘Time in a Bottle’ by Jim Croce)
(Fourth Song: ‘Cantina Band’ in Star Wars A New Hope)
(Fifth Song: ‘Back in Time’ from Back to the Future)
(Sixth Song: ‘Aaron Burr, Sir in Hamilton the Musical)
(Seventh Song: ‘Tainted Love’ by Soft Cell)
Miraculous Ladybug and Chat Noir - Origins Episode Edit
Hope you enjoy it!
“I don’t want to hurt anyone…”
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The first half of the zodiac - for a tournament style series, it’s basically guaranteed that not everyone is going to be an amazing, devoted player, so some have been delegated to casual players, retired players, and newbs. It was fun thinking of ways to incorporate the canon Miraculous powers into a battle strategy.
Main 4 Bad Girls Outer Zodiac
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The Heroes of Scarlet Lady Season 5 +One Purple Tigress
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I love your style, and I kinda curious about how Ivan looks like, at least his civilian form, and if you can his hero form (Cat, Mouse or Fox), both or not.
🇺🇸: Thank you so much!!!
Tbh, I'm not very good with varying body types (anatomy, facial features, etc), and I really want to be well studied in body variations and such before drawing some characters (to not accidentally twinkify everyone I touch Lol- but I know unfortunately I have this habit :,) )
But I tried. Somehow I read "mouse" as turtle (???) so I ended up also doing both hahah. I tried to base some small parts on metal/rock bands outfits (since he likes metal songs) and the cuts/scars in his masks are based on his shaved eyebrow. I also tried to vary his hair styles but not sure if it really looks like him tbh
(The full body outfits are definitely not as similar to him but I think it is cool to see the full outfits)
Anyways, pushing myself to try to come up with those different outfits -in a much smaller time I usually spend on this type of stuff- was a fun experience :)
🇧🇷: Muito obrigada!!!
Pra ser honesta eu não sou muito boa em fazer tipos de corpo variados (anatomia, características faciais, etc), e eu quero ser bem estudada nesse tipo de coisa antes de desenhar alguns personagens (pra não twinkificar acidentalmente todo mundo que eu toco kkkkk, mas sei que infelizmente eu tenho esse vicio :,) )
Mas eu tentei. De alguma forma eu li "rato" como "tartaruga" (???) então acabei fazendo os dois kkkk. Tentei me basear em roupas de metal/rock pra algumas partes (já que o Ivan gosta de metal) e os cortes/cicatrizes são baseados na sobrancelha chaveada dele. Tb tentei variar os estilos de cabelo dele, mas não sei se ficou muito parecido com ele pra ser sincera
(A parte das roupas de corpo inteiro definitivamente não é tão parecida com ele, mas acho legal ver as roupas inteiras)
De qualquer forma, me ""forçar"" a tentar pensar nessas roupas diferentes, em um período de tempo muito menor do que eu costumo gastar, foi uma experiência divertida :)
Oh, how about the trio? Tiger, Lion and Cat! Ivan, Lila and Alix (for some reason I think that they would be best friends)? Feline club, please 🙏🙏
Interesting combo, drew them separately because I didn't wanna think of a pose with three people wanted to show them fully. I struggled with Ivan the most (again lol) but Alix looks SO good.
Can we see Dragon!Stephan and Turtle!Ivan, for some reason I started to ship them.
This is the second time someone said that they ship them xd and like,,, its kinda cute
Can I request Dog!Mylene and Cat!Ivan?
:D
We saw feline club, how about bird club? Thunderbird!Ivan, Phoenix!Rose, Owl!Luka and Peacock!Juleka, yes kitty section are now birds.
Luka looks fine af, the others are alright