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Are there Adrien Salt takes that you disagree with?
If there are specific takes or situations from the show you want me to talk about lmk. I enjoy salt and angst. Adrien happens to be a good tool for aspect of a story because he’s not actually as good as a person as the show wants him to be interpreted as. Fanfiction and the “high road” situation have been all been good factors in opening the discussion surrounding how much of a flawed character Adrien actually is (yes I realize fanfic can/tends to exaggerate and add to the saltiness but it’s mostly based in canon events like Adrien throwing a tantrum over rejection whether over Ladybug or not being in the know with miraculous secrets). I have yet to catch up with the last season or so of miraculous but I hope Adrien has some character development because remember this is technically a kid’s show (yes I also realize some may say it’s not that deep or whatever but it’s important to know that the behaviors that Adrien’ is showing is a message to kids and if it’s not explicitly stated as incorrect/inappropriate/bad kids may start behaving in a similar way).
TL;DR: Adrien Salt is good for plot devices, he needs a character development to show that his past inappropriate behaviors are not acceptable for kids to start mimicking.
hope this answers ur question anon lmk if u got anymore questions or ur opinion
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Have you seen the Miraculous Ladybug movie?
I have indeed. If i remember correctly i thought it was a bit cheesy but i enjoyed aesthetic of it.
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Twice Fated: Chapter Four
Marinette has a tough time and Damian has emotions!?
Master List and Twice Fated: Master List
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Unfortunately not long after that dinner Jagged’s tour moved on. Nonna decided to stay with Marinette and help get her more settled and just like the boys had proudly proclaimed she’s their sister now, meaning they helped her move in. They offered input for her penthouse (their advice wasn’t really used though), apparently an eye for fashion also somewhat translated over to interior design and not too long after Jagged left, Marinette was happy to call this penthouse a temporary home.
She turned one of the two guest rooms into a sewing room and decided to only dedicate a little corner of her room to baby stuff. She still has hopes to move back to Paris before the babies are actually welcomed to the world. She wants to be surrounded by familiar comforts like her family, scenery, friends, and memories.
Once everything was settled in her apartment and everyone who helped her were thoroughly fed, she bid everyone good night and was left alone in her new home. (It’s not actually home though, it’s big suffocating place trying to fill a hole it was never meant to fill)
She couldn’t stop the tears once they started. She slunk and let the tears rack her body “God damnit! I can’t believe I miss him! I wish I could go back to six months ago before I knew he was cheating or that I’m pregnant with his children. I wish I never left Paris. I wish Alya were here. I miss Mama, Papa. I wish Tikki was never taken from me,” she sobs into her knees. All her wishes could not be answered though, her sobs subside with her hope for comfort. She fully lays down and just stares at the ceiling and she wonders how she can change her future and separate herself and her kids from the past.
When she wakes up, it's to the aching of her back and to a ringing over the com, letting her know that someone wanted to enter. Marinette stumbles to her feet regretting her decision to sleep on the floor. She slumps her way into the main living area and presses the button to receive the call. “This is Marinette,” she greets with a cringe as she realizes how raspy her voice was.
“It’s Damian” comes the staticy response.
“Ok? What’s up?”
“Just let me up so we can speak” Marinette just sighs and buzzes him in. As he comes up the elevator Marinette heads back to her room to try and make herself have a semblance of togetherness. She takes out her pony tail and runs a brush through it before deciding that's all she has the time and motivation to do before Damian is at her door waiting to be let in.
When the knock rings around the area she inwardly groans before allowing him to enter. Damian stops in the doorway and gives her a side eye. “You look like shit” Damian comments.
“Wow, eloquently put. Private school really paid off, huh?” Marinette sighs, closing the door behind him.
“I wouldn’t say it if it weren't true,” Damian responds with a quirk of his eyebrow. “Are you going to deny how you currently look?”
“Doesn’t mean it’s nice to point it out,” she says quietly and quickly wipes away any forming tears with the heel of her hand. She looks up and gives a wobbly smile before waving off any potential worries Damian could have. “Sorry, sorry, its the pregnancy hormones.”
“I doubt that you’re an awful liar.” Damian says, putting a hand on her shoulder blade. He leads her to the couch and prompts her to sit. He grabs a blanket off the nearby chair before leaning over and tucking the blanket around her while saying “If something matters, I’m not the best at helping but you have people willing to help. So for now get comfy and think a bit less about what's bothering you.” Those niceties cause a new round of tears to spring to her eyes. Domain quirks an eyebrow at her before stepping away to the kitchen and out of sight of Marinette. She releases a wet laugh and clarifies “Don’t worry actually pregnancy hormones this time.”
Marinette just sits in silence, staring out the window until a mug enters her line of vision. “What is…?” she asks, inspecting the warm mug not occupying her grasp.
“Tea,” he supplies, taking a seat in the chair that had previously housed the blanket. “I may not be the best at emotional stuff, but Alfred made sure we all know how to make a good English cup of tea.” Marinette nods along with the sentiment while taking little sips. They sit in a comfortable silence bathed in the afternoon sun leaking in through the balcony’s windows. Once her tea is finished, she places the now empty mug on the coffee table. “Would you like me to contact one of my family members so you can have emotional support?” is the question that breaks the silence. She tears her gaze away from the cityline to where Damian is still sipping his tea.
“I’m fine like this,” Marinette hums, turning her gaze back to the cityline. She doesn’t feel the heaviness of her eyelids and the next thing she knows is she's waking up in her dark room and her comfy bed. She groans and stretches before rubbing the sleep from eyes. She looks around the room and decides to see if Damian had stayed.
She quietly scampers out of the room, not bothering to close the door before looking around the living area. Damian is sitting at the island in the kitchen. He’s half hunched over some papers. She gets within a couple of feet of him when their gaze meets. “Thank you for bringing me to bed.” Damian nods in acknowledgement. He takes a moment and studies her, allowing his gaze to falter on her face before continuing his inspection. He hums in approval and turns back to his papers.
“Please let me make you dinner as a thanks. Your family has probably already eaten. I’d feel bad making you go hungry,” Marinette continues. She rounds the island and opens the fridge, luckily her Nonna had stocked her fridge well due to her nutritional needs being more extensive since she’s pregnant with twins. “That’s not needed, I’m an adult I can feed myself,” Damain responds, not looking up from his work.
“I know you’re an adult, but I’d like to show my appreciation to you because you didn't have to come here, you didn't have to make me tea or bring me to my bed. You could’ve left after you put me in my room but you didn’t and that means a lot to me,” Marinette says now standing across from him, their eyes are once again locked. “Please let me show you my appreciation.” There’s a silence and the statement hangs in the air and for some reason it feels like this moment is important, like it holds a lot of weight.
“Ok, but let me help.”
The following week there’s typically someone hanging around her in some capacity and everyone is thankful that no one had seen Marinette in the state that Damian had disclosed begrudgingly after too much badgering since he had to miss patrol to stay with her. Luckily, that little revelation led to everyone surrounding Marinette fully in love (or as well as each person can). That leaves him. Damian doesn’t understand Marinette. Since she had first interacted with his family it’s like they’ve been wrapped around her finger. Jason stepping in isn’t like him at, when Damian had pressed him later on the matter all he had was shrug and said some lame line about being pulled toward her. Then there was the incident with Tim. Yes, Damian realizes that coffee is a sure fire way to get in wills with the man, but really? Coffee guardian? Bruce put his trust in an imbecile. Was Marinette truly that nice that she’d buy a coffee for a stranger? He can excuse Jason’s first interaction with her because it was not her initiating the interaction (and Damian is pretty sure he was reminded of his mother, who had been in a similar situation at one point) but the coffee shop? Then when he’d shown up at the penthouse to inform her of his family wanting her present at the manor. She’d look like she had walked through the red zone and survived. She had obviously been crying and later when he had put her to bed he could tell it was unslept in (yes, again he realizes she could’ve made it but logically if she were to answer the door she’d prefer to make herself presentable over making her bed, which is something a guest typically wouldn’t see).
Was the dinner offer just common courtesy? If not, why?
“What’s on your mind?” Damian looks up and sighs at the sight of his so-called ‘best friend’. “Nothing that concerns you,” he huffs, looking back down at the papers sitting uselessly on the desk in front of him.
“Oh it’s definitely something, if it’s nothing why are you pouting?” Jon dodges the projectile thrown at him. “You know if that was anyone else that would’ve hit me.” Damian hums in acknowledgement. “Nah but seriously what's got you in a tizzy” Damian glares. “Fine sorry, not tizzy. Umm mood?”
“The new person my family has been around, she seems off but I can’t put my finger on it?” Damian relents, the sooner he leaves him alone the better.
“Well tell me about them and what's bothering you,” Jon says. He’s ‘lying’ in the air as if he's lounging.
He rolls his eyes before laying out each individual interaction that Marinette had with his family and the reasoning behind why he believes what he does. Thankfully Jon doesn't interrupt, he just floats and nods along to Damain’s explanations. When Damian is satisfied he got his point across he lets out a breath before turning back to his work. Jon takes a minute and paces in his own sort of way which lets Damian know that Jon is taking the time to process the interactions and concerns to do with this mystery girl. Once the pacing comes to a stop Damian looks up from his work waiting for Jon’s conclusion.
“I’d be interested in meeting because I could give you a better judgment but from what you're telling me I genuinely think she's a good person. Did anything come up for you when dug into her background?” Jon asks.
“Nothing noteworthy beyond accomplishments to do with her career,” Damian admits with a sigh, unfortunately for him Jon knows him and his tendency especially when it comes to the safety and integrity of his family.
“That’s good, I realize it’s hard to trust people especially with your family’s reputation and your history. I think you should be cautious but give her a chance to prove you wrong, you may be surprised,” Jon says softly.
“I hope so because like I previously stated my family has taken quite the shine to her. I mean her grandma is friends with Alfred and he’s the best sense of character. If she has his approval it may just be not doing well with new people. I don’t say this often to people beside Alfred, but thank you for listening. It means a lot,” Damain responds before huffing and facing his desk again. “Now get out, you've overstayed your welcome and I have work to do.”
“Jokes on you, I cant overstay a welcome I never had,” Jon laughs before leaving Damian to his work. Once left to his own devices he couldn’t help but think what emotion was festering within him and why did Marinette have the power to cause this reaction.
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As many of you may have realized I haven't posted a fic in literal years lol but like that motivation hits ig lmk if you want to be added/removed from the tag list (i completely understand if you want to be removed lol)
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@wannajointhecrabcult @screwthisshit111 @rebecarojas07 @mystery-5-5 @animegirlweeb @moonystars14 @starlightshield @moonlightstar64 @novicevoice @user00000003 @kuroko26 @spyofthenightcourt @gingerdaile @miracleofadisaster @galla02006
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@aestheticnpoetic @mom-geans @pale-lady-dreamer @miraculouslymiraculous @chii29090 @sassakitty @blackmagicforever @certifiedbidisaster @lil-1254s-blog @iloontjeboontje @chocolatecatstheron @chaosace @thequeenofpotatoeunicornss @fandom-trapped-03 @meme991001
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-Marinette makes friends with Damian.
-She doesn't recognise the name "Wayne". But recognises names of artists she respects.
-then introduces him to her friends. (Adrien, Chloe, Kagami and Luka)
-all 4 recognise him from the Wayne Gala.
C: Aaaand the rich kid magnet strikes again!
M: I am not a rich kid magnet.
A, C, K and L : *look at each other* Yes you are.
M: no I'm not!
A: son of a famous fashion designer and actress
K: Olympic Fencer and (not really sure what Kagami's mom does..... Yakuza?)
C: Daughter of The Style Queen and Mayor of Paris
L: Son of Jagged Stone
D: *looking entertained* Really?
M: how was I supposed to know that adrien was his son?! I pay more attention to the clothes not the people wearing them. Chloe was my ex-bully. Turned comrade because of a common enemy (lila! Salt, class! Salt). Kagami was my ex-rival for Adrien's affection.
D: Adrien's affection?
A and K: HAHA HAHAHA!
M: please don't ask... That was one big chaotic mess. Long story.
D: and Luka?
M: classmates older brother. Turned friend. Turned boyfriend. Now ex-boyfriend but still a great friend.
D:......
M: please tell me your not a rich kid.
D: sorry to disappoint you but I am a rich kid.
M: damn it... But I'm still not a rich kid magnet.
K: name one person that you consider a friend but isn't a rich kid.
M: Nathaniel, Marc, Alix, Kim and Max. (these 3 are not part of class salt because lila tried to claim that she was dating the artist behind the Ladybug comics. Alix is bunnix and Max is a genius that created a Robot. Kim believes everything Max and Alix say).
A, C, K and L: *all looking smug*
A: Kim, maybe not yet.
M: HA!
A: but he is training for the Olympics. You know how he is. He's a determined one.
C: Nathaniel and Marc. 2 words, buginette... Ladybug Comics.
K: Alix. Her family manages a popular museum in Paris and are very well known. Her brother's a popular archaeologist. (I'm making stuff up here... I'm pretty sure none of these are accurate).
L: Max. His mom is an astronaut and he created his own robot and AI.
M:....
D: you are definitely a rich kid magnet.
C: Besides your one too. Your parents run the most popular bakery in Paris.
K: Aand, Nettie. Your already on your way to being one yourself.
A: Right! Being MDC and all that Jazz.
M: I sometimes forget that... It's just something I love doing. It never felt like a job.
K: Have more confidence in yourself. Don't downplay your achievements.
D: MDC? Isn't that the....
L: Upcoming designer? Yup. My Dad's personal designer? Yup
D: My brothers are huge fans. They stalk your social media. They've been trying to find out your identity..... I know your identity...
Everyone:........
M: you want to mess with them don't you.
D: *nods*
M: who's in?
*in the manor*
Dick, Jason and Tim: *shivers*
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An old Inca prophecy tells that one day the beasts will arm themselves and conquer the world, I think the time has come. Illustration by Lily Seika Jones.
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as you should. all art i make should be ✨admired✨
Stg if you post Shreknoblade
Shreknoblade is a work of art. you should know, you own it now
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Stg if you post Shreknoblade
Shreknoblade is a work of art. you should know, you own it now
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They reenter the kitchen and decide that they’ll make homemade pizza for dinner. So as he starts grabbing the dough’s ingredients, Ash pulls up a chill playlist she made for hanging out with him. After struggling to make the dough and spilling flour all over the kitchen, they decide to sit outside and enjoy Florida’s spring air as they waited for the dough to set.
idk if this counts since it’s for an alt but like it’s what im writing. Thank you for the tag @jumpingjoy82
WIP Chain Gang
i was tagged by the lovely @water-writings thank you Mel!!!
tagging: @twinmasks @thesunsummonerr @darknightfrombeyond @oreostars @myoc-eansmind @starcrossedjedis @ceruleanmusings @fiercefray @inkoutsidethelines
Rules: Write the latest line from your wip and tag as many people as there are words in the line. I didn’t have as many people to tag as there are words so if you’d like to play then feel free to tag me and try it out for yourself!
“Taking advantage, Kay slipped away, eager to confront Deathstroke.”
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I think if a murderer wanted to lure me out of my room all they’d have to do is turn off my wifi cause sure as shit I’m gonna go see why it isn’t working
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let’s hear it for sam wilson,
the kindest character in the mcu who right from the beginning has been one of the most empathetic voices that people can’t help but listen to, who can relate to the struggles of those who are ignored or tossed aside in favour for the big battles and players, whose first option is peace and not violence, who sees someone getting hurt and steps in even though he’s been disrespected by that person several times, is genuine and tries to make things right and cares.
he cares.
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I’m not sponsored by Spotify, which has millions songs and podcasts and costs nothing. Listening is everything.
Are you sponsored by Spotify?
I’m NOT sponsored by Spotify but like you should totally check out my Good Vibes Spotify playlist
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If you get Spotify Premium, you can skip as many songs as you’d like and listen to music and podcasts, ad free!
Are you sponsored by Spotify?
I’m NOT sponsored by Spotify but like you should totally check out my Good Vibes Spotify playlist
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Are you sponsored by Spotify?
I’m NOT sponsored by Spotify but like you should totally check out my Good Vibes Spotify playlist
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haha yes i’m alive. yeas i checked my notifs... kinda
in my opinion it’s not too cursed but others may say it is.
anyone can do it but imm specifically tag @shadow-mystic
Was tagged by @simplyghosting
Choose one picture from your camera roll without downloading to sum up your personality and then tag 5 people
I tag @knife-dad , @swords-and-skateboards , @punkinspice , @bobobkins , and @egglygreg
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noooooo.... @just-a-bottle-of-chaos can I be ur fave gremlin child
Go to sleep Problem Child
Put the memes away
Never any memes and Problem Child is my sister, @iamtheproblemchild
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w u m
W U M
Aww thanks for being my first ask! 💜
Also W U M
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