Martin And I Had An Adventure In A Small Ayleid Ruin While I Was Busy Not Bringing Him To Weynon Priory.

Hey, lesbians and wlw can still sexualize and fetishize mlm relationships. Just bc you like girls doesn’t excuse you from the gross behavior. Please stop.

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“What’s your name, little dragon?”

“Martin. My name was Martin.”

Why So Much Salt?!

So this might actually be a controversial post since so many people in the Miraculous Ladybug fandom love salt and hating on the creators, but I think the fandom has crossed the line.

It seems like every episode I see so many post hating on the writing and characters and ultimately there is always a post coming at Thomas Astruc himself. Mind you, a lot of these post are brutal and show literal hate to the author of the show for little details here and there that people don’t really like, no matter how opinion based these issues are.

I don’t understand how all these basic manners the fandom excels at when it comes to fan writings and fan art are all thrown out the window when someone manages to have their original ideas actually publicized. When it comes to fan written work, if people don’t like it, they just ignore it and don’t write hateful things in the comment section. If they enjoy most of it, but have a few places here and there they don’t care for, they still usually like the work and make nice comments. However, when it comes to Thomas, or any other publized creator for that matter, because I feel like this does not just happen with MLB, people feel free to spew their hate on the smallest little details instead of just commenting on what they like or enjoyed about the episode. Thomas gets direct hate thrown at him for people’s opinion on little details all the time.

Look, at the end of the day, this is Thomas’ show, and these are his characters. This is his original story, his original world, and his original project. He got the funding to make his original idea come to life and people of all ages all over around the globe have loved it! Even if you think your fan fictions, one-shots, or AUs are better than the actual show, they would not exist without Thomas and his original idea. Even if you think you can write the characters better, they are his characters, and not yours. We can have fun using the characters and the universe he created, and we can add some of our own originality by coming up with AUs or adding changes to characters, but at the end of the day, the original story is his, and he can do what he wants with it. We as a fandom should respect him like we would fellow tumblr writers in the sense that even if we do not like his work, we just ignore it, and move on, because it’s not our baby, it’s his. If you do not like the actual show, feel free to stop watching it and only consume fan fiction based off of his idea. That way, people who enjoy the show do not have to deal with seeing hateful comments after every episode from people who should have stopped watching long ago if they really feel the way they say.

How a real molotov looks like compared to the one in CS:GO.

Lila's Downfall

-Marinette POV-

Marinette crossed her arms, anger stirring in her mind. Alya was angry as well, waiting for Marinette to say something. When she stayed silent, she decided to take the conversation into her hands.

“Marinette, what is your problem? You're so rude to Lila! Calling her a liar with no proof!” Alya growled, throwing her hands around to express her frustration. Her eyebrows furrowed together as she formed a glare upon her face. Marinette was holding back the flames inside her. She couldn't actually prove Lila was a liar without revealing her identity. But the lies that girl spat out were all ridiculous. She couldn't understand how anyone believed them. She had Adrien by her side, which did make her feel a bit more relieved. But they weren't doing anything to stop Lila. Just watching her downfall. Yet there had been no downfall for Lila. She was thriving. It seemed that her plans to take her friends away were succeeding. She bit her lip in her attempts to hold back the stream of tears from bursting. She dug her nails into her arms as she tried to calm down. One glance at Alya set her off.

“You don't understand, Alya! She's obviously a liar! She uses lies to get attention and get what she wants! She wants Adrien! She wants people to serve her!” she practically screamed as the tears escaped. Her words weren't sadly not as persuasive as Lila's, and Alya clenched her fist. She still didn't believe her.

“It's all because of Adrien! That's what this is all about!” she scoffed, disgusted. Marinette was hurt, placing a hand over her chest. She somehow thought it was all about jealousy? “Girl, get a grip! You don't own Adrien!”

“You still think this is about jealousy? I guess you forgot about Kagami,” she snarled, and Alya looked down to the floor in shame. She had remembered, of course. She chuckled at that. Her best friend didn't know her as well as she thought. “I obviously know I don't own Adrien. I don't hate Lila because of Adrien, I hate her because of all the lies!”

“You still have no proof! Show me the evidence that she's lying!” She placed her hands on her hips, waiting for her answer. She was put into a sticky situation. She had plenty of proof! She just couldn't reveal it. She hated her secret identity sometimes. In times like this where it would benefit her greatly. She guaranteed Alya would believe her if she confronted her as Ladybug, she thought bitterly. She loved Ladybug. Imagine her reaction when she found out she had been Ladybug this whole time?

“Where's your proof, hmm? You're a reporter, shouldn't you fact check everything you post? But no, you just eat up her lies and spread it everywhere,” Marinette shook her head, disappointed. Alya didn't have anything to say, knowing she was right. “I'm leaving. You clearly don't know me enough. Bye,” she waved her goodbye, and walked out of the empty classroom. She was glad Alya hadn't followed her. She didn't even realize she was still crying. She wiped her eyes, sniffing. Tikki opened the purse slightly, to glimpse at her chosen. She sighed, feeling her owner's pain.

Marinette walked down the steps, and headed toward her house, which was just across the street. When she entered the bakery, she hid her face, hoping to cover her red eyes. She didn't say anything either, just wanting to get into her room. Alya was her best friend, and it hurt to fight with her like that. But she kept ignoring her, telling her she had no proof. She couldn't stay silent when there was injustice in her class. Alya had fallen for her, just like basically everyone else.

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The next morning, she woke up late, like always. Her eyes felt swollen and when she looked in the mirror, she groaned when she saw what a mess she was. She tried her best to clean herself up, brushing her hair into pigtails, though some stray pieces sprung up. She had dark circles, and she sadly didn't have any makeup to cover it up. You'd think someone who was so into fashion would have at least some eyeshadow, but nope. She just shrugged, and did the best she could with what she had. She looked terrible, but not as much as before.

She grabbed her purse and backpack, and headed down stairs. She passed the counter, to grab a cookie for Tikki. She simply waved to her parents’ as she left for school. Tom and Sabine exchange a look, worrying for their daughter. They'd ask her what was wrong after school.

She really didn't want to go to school, but she was obliged to. She tried looking to the bright side, thinking ‘you didn't get akumatized!’ or ‘there's no akuma battle!’ but honestly she wished for an akuma to avoid school. She dreaded sitting next to Alya. She gulped as she turned the doorknob to her classroom, to see Nino in her seat once again. Yet again, they changed the seats without her. She tensed up as she passed Lila, who was sitting with Adrien again. She was so touchy, leaning against him. She saw his discomfort. She pitied him, and she was reaching a breaking point. She hated the eyes that studied her grouchy form. They held an anger, an anger that was bigger than yesterday. Of course Alya told everyone what happened. She seemed seemed comfort in Adrien, but he was busy with Lila. She knew Adrien didn't need to make her feel better, but she felt so alone. She shamefully took her seat in the back. Her lip quivered slightly, the tears threatening to spill. She took a deep breath, relaxing herself. Everything would be fine. Right?

She was listening to Ms. Bustier as she taught, when she felt a paper hit her head. Dazed, she lost what the teacher was saying. There was a crumpled paper laying on the desk, and she opened it up carefully. It read:

“Bully! Don't treat Lila like that again!”

She slammed her fist against the desk impulsively. She was seething, flames dancing in her blue eyes. “Who threw this at me?” She helped up the paper.

“Marinette, don't disrupt the lesson please!” Ms. Bustier warned, but she just ignored her. She couldn't care less about the trouble she could get in. She caught sight of Lila's smirk, and shivers soared through her spine. She was taking pleasure at her pain!

“It was me. You just needed a reminder,” Kim said smugly. “You better not treat her like that again!” he threatened, and Marinette laughed dryly. She tossed the paper back at him, and he blocked it with his hand. She looked to Adrien again, to see his begging eyes to not expose Lila. That just fueled her rage. He didn't understand what was happening! Lila was ruining her relationships, her reputation! Why did she have to care for her?

“Lila is a liar! You are all just too dumb to see through her blatant cries for attention!” she yelled out, unable to keep the words from spilling out of her mouth. The class gasped, then glared at her. She didn't react. She didn't care what they thought. Except for Adrien. She told herself she didn't care what he thought, but she really did. And the disappointment on his face was burned into her mind. She felt out of breath, anxiety clawing at her stomach. “Y..you guys can't see it..?” she asked desperately, looking around the room. She suddenly felt so small. They were all judging her. They towered over her, the glares piercing her. Lila's smile shattered her mind. Salt water poured down her cheeks, but they felt no sympathy. She felt the room start to spin, all of her classmates faces surrounding her. She had to get out of this classroom! Get away from their faces!

She ran to the door, then tripped on her own foot. She could barely lift herself back up, as the sobs racked her body. Adrien was the only one to come to her aid. But she refused him. He was just going to shun her like everyone else. She shoved him away, and ran out the door.

-Adrien POV-

“Marinette!” he cried out, but she was already too far away. He figured she needed some time to relax, so he gave up chasing after her. He just hoped she would be okay. His stomach twisted when her crying face flashed into his head. He couldn't help but feel guilty. But she tried to expose Lila. They had agreed not to do so, but she did anyway. She would be ok, surely. She was a strong girl. She would come back to her senses. He took his seat next to Lila, to see her fake crying.

“O..oh, Marinette is so mean!” she wiped a fake tear away from her eye, soaking up all the pity from them. He didn't agree with it, but he put up with it. She would bring herself down eventually. “I can't believe she would say those terrible, terrible things! You guys don't believe her, right?”

The whole class shook their heads violently, except Adrien. He just awkwardly shook his head. He didn't want to look bad either.

“Oh, I'm so glad I have you guys! Marinette reminds me of my old bullies, at my old school. They always tried to come after me, because they were jealous,” Adrien realized she was trying to turn them all against Marinette. This wasn't good. She was lying about the ‘old bullies’. Adrien understood that Lila's lies were not harmless. His friend was suffering. He cursed under his breath because he hadn't seen it sooner.

“I'm going to check on Marinette,” he blurted and he ran out of the classroom. He heard the grumbles of Lila, and whispers from the class as he left, but he needed to make sure she was okay.

-Marinette POV-

She sat on the toilet, sobbing into her hands. Tikki was trying her best to soothe Marinette, petting her head. All her attempts were useless. She was incredibly upset, more than ever before. They hated her. They hated her and replaced her with the new girl.

“Marinette, you need to calm down! You might attract an akuma!” she reminded her of the dangers, and she seemed to relax a tad. But it was too late to warn her about akumas, for one was flapping into the stall. She brushed all her emotions aside, facing the akuma head on.

“Marinette, are you in here?” Adrien's voice beckoned her, and she reluctantly left the stall. He saw the akuma fluttering away, and his eyes widened with fear. “Watch out!”

“Adrien, it's fine! I fought it off,” she placed her hands on his shoulders, trying to get some sense into him. He was speechless, his green eyes darting back and forth between her and the akuma.

“You.. fought… off.. the akuma?!” he repeated her words, utter disbelief filling his words. She nodded, then walked past him. She needed to purify the akuma, before it akumatized someone else.

“Sorry Adrien. I have to do something real quick,” she rushed out of the bathroom, leaving a confused and amazed boy alone. She reached a good distance away from him, and transformed. She spotted the akuma trying to get away, but she caught it with her yo-yo. The anxiety she didn't even know was there lifted as the white butterfly flew out. She breathed a sigh of relief, and she released her transformation. Now it was time to get back in class. Yay. She felt better now though. Tikki’s good vibes spread through her body when she transformed. She pet her head as she headed to class.

“Marinette! How did you fight off that akuma? What did you have to do?” Adrien ran up to her, wanting answers. She was pleasantly surprised when she didn't feel any nervousness or her mind turning to mush. She was just.. normal.

“I just did. And what I had to do was inform a certain bug to come take care of the akuma,” She winked at him, and kept walking to class. It wasn't far from the truth. She really didn't know how she rejected the akuma, and she did inform herself to purify the akuma. She just left some details out. Adrien still couldn't wrap his around it, but just relaxed and followed her back to class.

They entered the class, the door slamming against the wall. Marinette was still mad at them. A silence filled the once chatting classroom. They all watched her as she headed back to her seat, her posture full of confidence. They didn't deserve her kindness. She quaintly sat down in her seat, acting oblivious to the class. Adrien just slipped into his seat, feeling very, very awkward. He knew that he wouldn't let the class gang up on Marinette again though.

A fake sob was let out, and all eyes returned to Lila. Guess she couldn't handle not being the center of attention for a few seconds. “Marinette, why would you say such terrible things?”

“Yeah!”

“What's wrong with you?”

“We want answers, Marinette!”

The class boomed. Marinette remained unfazed, but inside she was fighting off her feelings of anger. She had to keep calm. She breathed deeply before responding.

“I just said the truth,” she said nonchalantly, leaning back into her seat. “Which is something Lila doesn't seem to do,” she added, Adrien holding his tongue. He saw Lila fuming angrily until she saw him looking. She faked sadness again, and he just rolled his eyes.

“What do you mean? Lila's not a liar!” Nino confronted Marinette, standing up from his seat. Marinette was wondering what Ms. Bustier was doing, but she didn't seem to be here. Oh well. All the better for her. “Yeah, Marinette. She's not a liar,” Alya defended Lila, and helping her boyfriend. She placed a hand on his shoulder, supporting him. She tried not to get angry, seeing her best friend putting her boyfriend before her. She didn't own Alya. She could have her own opinions. She repeated the words in her head.

“I'm sorry guys, but Marinette is right,” Adrien finally spoke up. Nino and Alya gasped, now confused. Marinette couldn't help the smirk that formed on her face. Adrien was at last helping her. The oblivious boy was learning! She loved the face Lila made, as if she had been betrayed. She was a good actor, but not good enough to fool her.

She had set her phone to ring automatically, so she could step out and transform. Lila needed some discipline. Ladybug had the proof she needed to show that she was right. She knew Adrien could back Ladybug up too. He had been there with Volpina. She opened her purse to let Tikki fly out.

“Are you sure this is a good idea?” Tikki asked, worry filling his squeaky voice. She felt happy that her kwami was worrying, but she knew what she was doing. Lila had made her suffer too much. It was time for payback. The expression in her face reassured Tikki, and she dipped her head down in acceptance. The pink light flashed as Ladybug appeared.

Ladybug kicked open the door, entering the room with a bang. Literally. She studied the room, the air so tense you could chop it a knife. She sauntered to Lila, who was smiling fakely, her eyes showing her true emotions. “So, Lila. Is what Marinette telling me true?” she questioned, acting innocent. Alya was bewildered, wondering how Mari got Ladybug here. Nino was still upset over Adrien not speaking up earlier. They were bros! Chloe didn't really believe Lila, but didn't care about Marinette. Now this was interesting though. Adrien was shocked beyond belief. He was frozen. And also nervous. His lady was right there.

“No! Marinette is lying. She's jealous!” she said, a little too aggressively. Her façade was crumbling down quickly. She still tried to fake to Ladybug, unaware she was Marinette. Ladybug wasn't having it. She had a bored look on her face, and yawned for extra effect. She then slammed her foot on the desk, scaring Adrien out of his daze. Lila was scooting back, sweating profusely. It was amusing to see the girl so confident about her lies earlier, now cowering below her. It felt very satisfying. But she was never satisfied. At least not until she debunked each and every one of her lies.

“Sure, Volpina. Oops, I meant Lila,” she giggled, enjoying every second of this. “Alya, wasn't Volpina here on Heroes day?”

“Y..yes,”

“But I thought you were with Prince Ali's family? How can this be?” She leaned in closer to Lila. She was finally seeing the downfall of Lila. The moment she had been awaited. And it was even better then she'd imagine, because now she was the cause. She was the cause of her downfall.

But was this really the right way? She was being sadistic, taking joy in her pain. She was acting just like Lila. She had already done enough to prove she was a liar to everyone. She'd rather not stop down to Lila's level. “Lila, I would appreciate you telling the truth please. I wish you good luck!” She ran out the classroom, and swung away, to derail the class. She ran back as fast as she could.

She was out of breath when she appeared back in class, but the class was too absorbed in confronting Lila that they took no notice. They were really going at her. What did she expect? Her lies couldn't hold up forever.

“You lied to us?”

“Why did you do that?”

“Not cool!”

Marinette wanted to rub some salt in the wound. Not to Lila, but her classmates. “Guys, aren't you being too harsh? You're hurting her feelings,” she mimicked them, reminiscing on their own words. They lowered their heads in shame as they seemed to remember their idiotic actions.

She was now satisfied. Even if she had to deal with another akumatized Lila, she was done with her. She dug her own grave. Now it her time to sleep in it. She felt the slightest bit of pity, but she was constantly reminded of the threats she said to Marinette in the bathroom. She wanted to ruin her. It was simply was she deserved.

silvaze! love this ship! hope you like the art! <3

cringe culture

so i used to be apart of the cringe culture. i only did because i was part of the 'cringy' fandoms like fnaf and undertale, even mlp and minecraft. i was like 9, just got a phone. i was gullible and followed the mainstream ideas. even now it's still stuck with me. i used to bully people because their art was bad or if they liked something. i remember i even went after a 7 year old, and now i wish i could take it back. i knew what i was doing; i was just desperate to have friends. it's hard to get over such a toxic mindset. a majority of people who participate in cringe culture are teens and kids who want to be liked. the only cringy things are toxic fans, those who attack others for differing opinions. i did that shit too. i now am hopefully getting over that phase of hatred. i now love shit like miraculous, minecraft, minecraft story mode, warriors, all that stuff. this stuff helps people get through things. i personally got through a lot of stuff because of minecraft and miraculous. moral of the story, like what you want, don't listen to what others think of it. just don't be toxic either. i understand i still have this mindset and as long as you recognize what's wrong and try to change that's great!! let people make ocs, let them make rainbow ponies. you can critique, but not criticize. love urself!!

Imagine this:

Lucien is still alive when the Hero arrives at Applewatch. Imagine him hanging there, flayed and torn to pieces, seeing through blurry bloodshed eyes his Silencer storming in with evidence proving his innocence in their hands. Imagine him wanting to smile despite the agonizing pain, despite literally missing half of his face. Imagine him taking his last breaths feeling proud of his loyal Silencer, who, by the looks on their face, hurried to Applewatch like it was their life on the line and not his. Imagine him slipping into darkness as Sithis’s cold grip drags him into the Void and yet feeling triumphant over the Black Hand as the last thing he sees is the horror in Mathieu Belamont’s eyes. Lucien dies feeling avenged, knowing that the Traitor’s punishment will be much more worse than his. He dies knowing that even though his dear Silencer didn’t make it in time, they were on his side till the very end.