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fidjiefidjie · 8 months
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Bonjour, bonne journée ☕️ 😊
Devant Le Gorille à Saint-Tropez
Photo de Robert Doisneau 1965
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miraculousfanworks · 5 months
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Writing Prompt
Hawkmoth: Nathalie, what is it? What happened?
Nathalie: ...Cat Noir, he destroyed the Akuma.
In Cat Blanc, Nathalie makes the decision in the moment not to tell Gabriel that she saw Adrien transform into Cat Noir to save Marinette. She swears the bodyguard to secrecy as well. She later talks to Adrien, revealing that she knows he is Cat Noir, and advises him to be more careful with his secret, and dissuades him from revealing the truth to anyone else, not least his father. She stops short of revealing that Gabriel is Hawk Moth, but after listening to Emilie's messages, she begins subtly sabotaging Gabriel's plans in an effort to protect Adrien. Adrien is initially shocked by Nathalie knowing his secret, but he comes to value having her as a confidant. Nathalie is left in a difficult position of deciding between her loyalty to Gabriel, and her promise to Emilie to protect Adrien, worried about what Gabriel might do if he ever learns the truth...
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Prompt by XaranAlamas on Ao3
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taldigi · 5 months
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Even though I really do find Felix being Richard's som great angst, character development, and drama fuel, I am curious what do you think Felix would have been like with just normal parents who were rich?
I want to preface: A lot of Felix/Adrien's leg issues are incredibly ablest. They try really hard to frame it as "He's just him! Just has a damaged leg! He plays it off cool!" But a LOT of his problems, goals, and issues stem pretty heavily around his leg as a problem. His personality gets grim, he consistently is frustrated he cannot do sports, and his whole goal of being a doctor and mistreatment of himself and the things he loves to do is centered almost entirely around his leg being damaged. In fact, a lot of why he enjoys being Chat so much is because BEING Chat gives him relief from his disability. This.. isn't really interpretation, this is HOW he was written in the bibles- and it's really bad.
Its important to show that characters with disabilities are just normal people who have to approach the world differently. Precanon does not show that, and I wouldn't trust TA to be able to explore that genuinely.
That being said, the bible does give us insight into what the character was like. So, as (Adrien) Nanty, Felix' parents are absent but doting, and his parents consider him "fragile" after his accident, which is suffocating. He, however, has his bodyguard as his confidant and as a solid, adult presence in his life.
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His story also centered very very heavily around being "good enough" for Ladybug to not take his kwami away. It wasn't just love. His desire to be, and stay, Chat is a freedom to move without pain. He was also super obsessed with sports and "good at everything".
I don't like this very much, especially since I very much prefer the Richard-Felix conflict (emotions as a problem to overcome vs emotions as normal and healthy to experience. aka a "toxic masculinity" narrative which meshes well with a ML narrative about emotions and all) as opposed to him being a bad disability rep w/ his whole personality & the way others treat him soley pivoting around his angst about him being disabled and all.
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So that's my opinion on it. I think it could work, but a lot needs to be reconsidered and pivoted away from.
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The Gorille Is In?
For the @mlbigbang this year, I've written a new fic! Feel free to check it out!
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Gorille isn't sure how any of this happened. One day he was waiting to drive Adrien to his next photoshoot, the next he was... a sounding board for couples???
Rated: E Relationships: Emilie/Gabriel, Tom/Sabine, Adrien/Marinette, Nino/Alya, Emilie/Gabriel/Nathalie, Luka/Adrien, Kim/Alix/Max, Jagged/Anarka/Penny, Luka/Adrien/Marinette, and Gorille/??
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aldrendaux · 4 months
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Chapters: 27/27 Fandom: Miraculous Ladybug Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir/Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug Characters: Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir, Le Gorille | Adrien Agreste's Bodyguard, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Sabine Cheng, Alya Césaire, Nino Lahiffe, Lila Rossi, Tikki (Miraculous Ladybug), Plagg (Miraculous Ladybug), Sass (Miraculous Ladybug), Longg (Miraculous Ladybug), Chloé Bourgeois, Various Akumas, Marinette as Ourobora, Adrien as Wyvern Additional Tags: Adrinette | Adrien Agreste/Marinette Dupain-Cheng, Marichat | Adrien Agreste as Chat Noir/Marinette Dupain-Cheng, why is it always love akuma?, Identity Shenanigans, Secret Identities, Secret Relationship, Identity Reveal, why else would you read this fandom?, soul mates, Red thread, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, but don't worry...the angst comes later, Angst, Secrets Revealed, the fans are going to hate me, but trust me anyway, no beta - author is a perfectionist, no beta - author is a wackado, Cat finds out about Marinette's crush, confused feelings, Aged-Up Character(s), They're 17, Jealous Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir, Worried Marinette Dupain-Cheng, Alya is Mama Bear, Everyone seems to be placing bets on them, accidental sleepover/rescue from hypothermia, temptation is faced and conquered - aka nothing happens, passionate kissing, Cuddles, Confused Marinette, she's dating Cat but kisses Adrien?!?!, And you thought the love square was complicated, Dreamscapes, shared lucid dreams, inspired by Eden Daphne's Feel The Love comic, Francois-Dupont betting club, Sabine knows all Summary:
When Marinette kisses Cat Noir during an akuma attack, it creates a connection between them that leads to some interesting... problems.
Complete!
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hamsteriffic · 6 months
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Campfire Song
Apparently he’s singing the Campfire Song from SpongeBob SquarePants, as suggested by Cheezewhiz Bree. Can you see it??
Still, Happy Birthday Talkstoself!
Sorry I’ll stop. I just figured out how to do these videos 😂 look at me make mistakes and resize stuff and go over things!
Arting is a process of iterative improvements and trying new things, like science!
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mikauzoran · 2 years
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Gigantitan in Retrospect
Hi guys! Are you enjoying these posts about re-watching old episodes? ^.^; I’m having fun doing them. It’s really interesting to think about older episodes again with insight about how the characters grow and change in later episodes. I hope my thoughts are interesting to read. ^.^; Anyway. Today’s episode is Gigantitan.
I got such a kick out of this episode the first time I saw it. XD I still find it deliciously entertaining. It’s probably one of my all-time favourites. A lot of the dialogue in the French version is so fabulous, and I just love the interactions between the girls. Girl Squad is /epic/.
There’s a lot to love about this episode, but, first off, is Marinette thinking her crush on Adrien is a huge secret. I love how Alix just blurts it out, and Rose assures Marinette that guys are completely oblivious to stuff like that. A lot of the back and forth between Alix and Rose is really funny to me. And then there’s Mylène telling Marinette that they can always count on her, so she can count on them. That was really sweet.
Also, I love Rose’s confusion over the codenames. Later, I found it really funny when Rose was like, “Where’s Lotus?!” after the akuma attacked, and everyone else was like “Who dat?” It was a nice reversal of the earlier gag.
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One of my favourite things about this episode is while Marinette details the plan to the gang, she does the voice acting for the other characters. I adore Marinette’s portrayal of Officer Raincomprix. It’s spot-on. XD Her Adrien impression is kind of off, though. And she got his expression completely wrong in her mental picture. We all know Adrien gets all soft and heart-eyed around Marinette. Clearly, she hasn’t noticed. The boy in the image below does not look nearly in love enough with Marinette to be the real Adrien. Also, he’s not leaning into her personal space. Completely un-Adrien-like behavior.
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I also love how when Rose correctly guesses that “Lotus” is Marinette, Juleka pats Rose on the head. uwu JuleRose, my beloved. I always appreciate JuleRose content in the background.
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I think it’s kind of funny how Alix is like, “Isn’t it kind of weird how Marinette knows all of these details about Adrien’s habits?” and Rose is like, “It’s so romantic!!!” Seriously, her eyes are vibrating in excitement in this shot. XD She’s so precious. I adore her enthusiasm. I think the animators did a wonderful job with their expressions below.
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Also funny to me is the fact that Théo is the rickshaw driver. That guy has so many part-time jobs. It always amuses me when we see him working in the background.
Also funny, when Mylène helps Juleka carry the fake sign Marinette made, she notes how heavy it is and asks what it’s made of. Marinette responds, of course, that it’s made of metal like a real sign. What else? XD The lengths to which Marinette goes for her plans amazes me. It’s a good thing she’s one of the good guys. I have no doubt she’d be a very chaotic supervillain. Maybe that’s why Papillon is so keen on akumatizing her. She’d be formidable.
So, I happen to notice that August is wearing what looks like a medical alert bracelet. It looks a bit like mine, only mine is silver. Whenever I see characters (like Roger Raincomprix) wearing them, I always think, “Juvenile Diabetes buddies!” because that’s why I wear mine. Obviously, other people wear them for a variety of medical conditions including allergies, but let me have my Juvenile Diabetes headcanons. I just want some rep, guys. XD Anyway. If this isn’t a medical alert bracelet, what else could it be? Is there some custom of wearing these kinds of bracelets that I just don’t know about? ^.^; Are they trendy? What’s up with the bracelets? They’re kind of a specific detail to add.
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I appreciate how the Gorilla’s negative emotions disappear as soon as he sees Adrien because Adrien is the living embodiment of sunshine, and how can you be sad when you’re looking at Adrien? XD Honestly, I think that the Gorilla actually cares about Adrien a lot, not just because of his job. I wish we could get some more Adrien and Gorilla content. It’s so wholesome.
Also there’s another tidbit of JuleRose after the akuma appears: Juleka puts an arm around Rose’s shoulders to usher her to safety. uwu I appreciate the JuleRose crumbs.
Papillon’s faces during the whole akumatization are priceless. He’s just so chagrinned and frustrated and trying to work with what he’s got, but the situation isn’t going his way, and he’s quickly losing his temper. XD It’s incredibly amusing to watch Gabe throw a temper tantrum because he can’t control a baby. It makes me wonder what he was like when Adrien was little...if he bothered to contribute to the child-raising process. I’m just imagining Émilie going out for the day and leaving Adrien with Gabriel, and it’s just a complete clown fiesta.
It’s really funny when Papillon shouts, “No! Attack the chat-chat and the ladybug!” Gabriel using baby talk is hilarious. He says it in such a serious way too. Also great is him referring to Ladybug as “the naughty ladybug”.
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I also appreciate how August’s mother first thanks Chat Noir (who has just caught her baby as he shrunk back to baby size) and then thanks Ladybug as an afterthought. It’s nice for Chat Noir to get some recognition. Usually when crowds in the show are cheering for the heroes, they’re chanting “Ladybug! Ladybug!” It’s nice for Chat to get some appreciation too.
And then there’s the great Adrienette ending scene. I love how Adrien just rolls with whatever comes out of Marinette’s mouth and accepts and appreciates her even when she doesn’t make much sense. I feel bad that things didn’t work out for Marinette. At least she has her wonderful friends to laugh at with her about it. XD
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There’s so much I love about this episode. It’s hard to pick a favourite part, but I really do adore the dialogue and the interactions between the Girl Squad. ^.^
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philoursmars · 2 years
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Retour à mon projet de présenter la plupart de mes 52825 photos
2011. Paris , A la Villette, une expo sur la Science-Fiction.
Bon après Matrix et ma tête, il y a celles des gorilles de “La Guerre des Singes” de Tim Burton, 2 Aliens à des stades différents de leur existence. Le petit monstre à trompe apparaît, je pense, dans “Le 5ème Elément” mais sans certitude du tout. Les deux vaisseaux spatiaux. Je ne vois pas trop...
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rabbitcruiser · 2 years
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Clouds (No. 713)
Aire de Fitou Est, France
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heroslitteraires · 5 months
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Quand la réalité rentre dedans.
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Zack McDermott.
Le gorille et l’oiseau. 435 pages.
Guy Saint-Jean.
Dans cette autre réalité déformée, il est convaincu d’être filmé, en audition pour l’épisode pilote d’une télésérie. Chaque piéton est un acteur; les voitures lui cèdent le passage comme par magie. Dans son univers déformé, chacun de ses gestes emble faire partie d’un scénario. Après une escapade effrénée dans Manhattan, Zack, qui est en fait bipolaire, est arrêté sur le quai d’un métro et interné à l’hôpital Bellevue. Ainsi débute l’histoire de la chute de Zack et sa lutte désespérée, poignante et souvent hilarante pour revenir dans le monde réel. Ce combat le mènera de New York au Kansas, vers la seule personne qui peut l’aider : sa mère, une femme dure au grand cœur surnommée l’Oiseau. Son amour féroce et inébranlable sera pour Zack un phare dans une nuit beaucoup trop sombre.
Mon avis :
J’ai apprécié ce roman touchant et drôle à la fois. Un sujet important avec des teintes de légèreté. Cependant, on comprend tellement le désarroi que Zack ressent lorsqu’il doit aller ou retourner à l’hôpital. L’entourage est super important, sa mère sera présente pour l’aider du mieux qu’elle peut et la famille aussi. On suit les hauts et les bas de la maladie. L’écriture est vraiment belle et se lit rapidement. Je n’ai malheureusement pas regardé encore la série, mais je vais la mettre dans ma liste à écouter. J’adore ce livre, à lire!
Connaissez-vous ce roman ou avez-vous vu la série?
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homomenhommes · 1 month
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après l'ours, après le loup, Marcon introduit le gorille dans nos campagnes
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knifedancer · 4 months
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Dancing In The Rain
Prompt: Rain In which Felix learns that Paris at night is much more beautiful when he dances in the rain…with Marinette.
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It was a rainy Saturday in Paris, the city of love and magic, of superheroes and villains… One would expect to be charmed by a gentle sprinkle on such a lazy day! However, standing under the sopping café umbrella that threatened to snap shut under the weight of the current downpour, we find a boy who feels the polar opposite. Felix Fathom was unimpressed and just plain irritated with Paris – he didn’t even want to be here! It was not the city itself but his week that had put him in such a foul mood. He took stock of his life up to this point and was convinced he was on a bad luck streak – one that built with each passing day until this very moment.
Why, you may ask?
Monday he was shipped off to Paris by his mother to visit his oblivious cousin for two days. Two days of pretending he didn’t know Gabriel was Monarch. Sure, what could go wrong?
Well, he must have jinxed it or angered a random omnipotent god because this week must be divine punishment…
On Tuesday, he discovered his favorite fountain pen had exploded all over his new book and the contents of his book bag.
Wednesday his mother joyously announced he would be staying for the whole week due to work obligations on her part. Phenomenal.
Thursday he was targeted by an akuma – which, in all honesty, he had instigated the akumatization… but only because that damn waitress had dumped his iced coffee into his lap!
If the akuma seemed a little too hostile, well, Uncle was likely gunning for him…
On Friday, he discovered Gabriel had someone ransack his room – likely looking for the peacock miraculous. Felix suspected it was Uncle Gabe himself because half his clothes were ripped asunder by someone expressing a lot of frustration! And he was not sure what that awful odor rubbed all over his boxers was!
Although he was unsure what his uncle would have burnt to leave a random trail of ashes on the floor…
But this morning?
Oh ho ho, this fucking morning was the pièce de résistance!
Saturday brought forth quite a surprise! He awoke in Adrien’s bed, in his cousin’s pajamas, and a note on his forehead from said conniving cousin telling Felix to ‘fill in’ for him on a photoshoot while he spent the day with his friends. Felix had no idea how the model had gotten out of the house, although he assumed that he would find some of his own clothes missing from his closet if he checked. How did Adrien even get him from his room down the hall without waking him?!
That wasn’t even the worst part.
Halfway through the boring photoshoot on the outskirts of Paris, there was an akuma attack. Stormy Weather appeared after being slighted by the meteorologist at the news station – something about Stormy’s predictions being wrong? He didn’t fully know, he only caught part of her monologue before running for cover. They had been hit by hurricane level winds, sleet, and snow so suddenly that half the equipment had to be left behind. Le Gorille had rushed him to the car to make a quick getaway however, just eight blocks away, they had hit some black ice and popped two tires on the curb. Gorille sent him to go find a place to shelter while he called the auto club, but nothing was open due to the attack. So, Felix made the executive decision to walk back. He was about halfway across Paris when the wave of ladybugs purified the area. Finally, his day was looking up!
Felix pulled out his phone to call Le Gorille…only to find the battery dead. Great.
He was stranded, in the middle of Paris, with a dead phone and no money to even hail a taxi with. ‘This day could NOT get any worse!’ Felix thought in a huff.
That was when the rain started.
You see, Stormy Weather – Aurore, whatever – had predicted an unseasonable rain coming that day and the chief meteorologist had scoffed at the teen. Felix was suddenly very supportive of the akuma’s desire to correct the idiot! The blond ran down the street to a café, only to find it was closed due to a shortage of staff. Luckily there was a left-out patio umbrella that he could take shelter under until the rain lightened up.
Except that it didn’t. It grew heavier by the passing minute and Felix found himself huddled under a flimsy, soddy, dripping umbrella in seemingly the worst rainstorm to hit Paris since the Great Flood of 1910. The wet blond mused over the fact that somehow, someway, this was not caused by an akuma. If that were the case, then could all these linked bad events just be coincidence? Or was he simply that unlucky? Once he returned back to London, he would definitely need to ask Duusu if kwamis could curse people…
Just as Felix was about to settle for getting drenched in the rain, a flash of pink caught his eye. There, across the street, moved a lone hazy figure with a polka-dotted umbrella and pink galoshes. As he turned to look at them fully, he realized this figure was not walking down the street but dancing; kicking up puddles on the sidewalk while humming a little ditty as they crossed the intersection nearby. As the figure got closer, he could make out dark hair pulled back into pigtails… pigtails that reminded him of…
“…Marinette?” He hadn’t seen her since that disastrous night at the Diamond Dance!
The girl jolted with surprise when she heard her name, her bluebell eyes taking in the damp blond boy huddled beneath the dripping canopy. He looked exhausted and just as shocked as she was.
“Ad-Adrien? W-what are you doing out h-here?” she squeaked, a light blush dusting her cheeks.
‘Ah, she thinks I’m Adrien again…perhaps I could trick her into letting me borrow her umbrella,’ Felix thought strategically.
He plastered on his imitation model smile and approached her as far as his sparse covering would allow. “I uh… I had a photoshoot today, but then there was that akuma attack? Then my phone died! And, well, it’s a long story...” He rubbed the back of his neck nervously.
“Wow, talk about bad luck. But are you lost? Your house is this way,” the young designer pointed in the opposite direction that Felix had been headed.
The blond blinked and muttered a curse under his breath. “I guess I got lost with everything going on… Would you mind if I walked back with you?”
“Oh…um…s-sure,” Marinette lifted her umbrella to accommodate his taller frame. He ducked under but quickly discovered that she would shrink slightly from their proximity and cause the umbrella’s armatures to smack him in the head. With a gentle smile disguising his irritation, he offered to hold it for her, and she quickly acquiesced. They fell into a companionable silence as they walked. He knew he needed to say something, Adrien would obviously be chatting with her…
“So…what were you doing out in this storm, Marinette?”
“Oh…uh, I was out running a delivery for my parents.”
“Really? In this dreary weather?” Felix asked with obvious surprise.
“Dreary? No, I love the rain! There’s something magical about it…like having a million sparkles falling from the sky!” He watched as her eyes twinkled and he could almost imagine the raindrops glistening just from the brightness of her smile. “It’s special to me,” she finished with a blush.
“Is that why you were dancing in it when I saw you?” He chuckled remembering her hops and twirls on the sidewalk.
Her cheeks flushed dark red, her eyes dropped to her fidgeting hands, and her smile faded with her embarrassment. “Ooh…you saw that? I just…,” Marinette paused, unsure of how to proceed. “I’m not any good at dancing but…it’s fun,” she finished with a whisper.
Felix frowned at the change in her behavior, he clearly recalled their short dance together and her natural grace on the dancefloor. Perhaps she was just self-deprecating because she was intimidated by his cousin? Adrien would surely attempt to cheer up his friend – perhaps girlfriend – wouldn’t he? With not a second longer in hesitation, he stopped and held out his hand to the bluenette. She stared at it for a moment before turning her impossibly blue eyes toward him. “Could I have this dance?” Her eyes widened and she blushed, taking his hand bashfully. He handed her back the umbrella to hold over his shoulder as he wrapped her in his embrace. With a soft hum he began to lead her in a gentle waltz down the sidewalk.
Slowly but surely the warm smile returned and brightened before his eyes as he guided her into bigger and faster spins, keeping them both in tempo to the steps long ingrained in his limbs by dance instructors his mother had insisted he learn from – much to his dismay at the time. ‘I guess I’ll have to thank her now that those silly lessons were finally of some use,’ he thought while a grin spread unwittingly across his face. He lost himself to the movements of their dance, a comfortable warmth growing in his chest. In a rather large puddle he spun Marinette, her foot fanning out in a way that caused the standing water to splash in a great wave over the curb before she settled back into his arms for another set of steps with a giggle. The warmth grew as Felix dipped her, watching as her radiant smile turned up towards the heavens as raindrops danced across her face.
They progressed down the street, both of them smiling and laughing as their hair and shoulders were moistened by wayward drops that missed the umbrella. Eventually they slowed to a stop as they waited for the crosswalk light to change; he gazed down at her – noting the flushed pink cheeks, sparkling eyes, and wide smile. Felix wasn’t sure what came over him. He glanced down at her lips, parted and panting from their energetic dance, and suddenly wanted to know how they felt. With hooded eyes he leaned forward, his arm tightening around her waist as he felt her rise up slowly on her tip toes as if to meet him halfway…the umbrella dropped from her fingers as they slid to the short hairs on the back of his neck, but neither could find it in their minds to care about the rain falling on their heads…
Just as their lips were about to touch, a car came careening around the corner and hit the large puddle forming at the blocked drain. Felix quickly rotated them so that he would shield her with his body. Within seconds a massive, brackish tidal wave splashed over them both and left them drenched. Feeling the cold, dirty water sliding down his spine, the blond let out a string of English curses that even his mother would be ashamed of. Marinette seemed to jolt at the noise and stared at him while he pushed the very wet hair from his face – unconsciously putting it back into his normal style – as the heavy rain continued to pour on their heads. He missed the calculating look she gave him before that gave way to a small smile, then to a chuckle, then a full belly laugh. Felix looked at her dumbfounded before he, too, began to crack up at their situation.
“You look ridiculous,” she giggled out.
“You look like a drowned mouse!” Felix laughed back, unable to contain himself.
“At least I don’t look like an overgrown komondor!” They laughed harder, tears springing to their eyes as the rain plastered their hair to their heads.
‘When was the last time I laughed like this?’ both thought to themselves wryly.
They both eventually calmed down, wiping tears and hair from their eyes. He fished the umbrella from the sidewalk and shook some of the water free before offering it to Marinette. She shook her head and motioned for him to keep it. “My house is just a couple doors down from here. You need it more than I do. The mansion is just up this street,” the blue-eyed girl pointed down the adjacent road.
He furrowed his brow slightly, realizing that their stolen time was coming to an end; he found the warmth in his chest had turned to an ache – he would miss her presence. “You’re sure? At least let me walk you home.”
Marinette quickly shook her head, her wet pigtails flinging droplets of water with the motion. “I’ll be fine, besides you need to get back, so you don’t catch a cold.  We’re both soaked to the bone!” He watched as she hesitated for a moment before sliding in close, pulling him down by his shirt collar, and kissing his cheek. “Th-thank you for the dance, Felix.”
With a distant clap of thunder, a red flush crept up his neck and onto his face as her soft lips pressed against his cheek. In the seconds that it took for him to register her words, she had taken off at a full sprint and disappeared into the heavy rain – returning to the pink blur he first saw by that café. Felix stood there in the rain, speechless and flustered as he touched his cheek. He couldn’t say how long he stood there, staring off, but it was long enough that the downpour had finally become a light drizzle. He looked down at the umbrella in his hand as if looking for proof that this had not been a dream… He gripped the handle a little tighter. It was solid, tangible, real.
A small smile spread across his face. Perhaps his luck wasn’t so bad after all.
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On Friday after school, while Adrien took care of his extra Chinese lessons and the others were out of the house, Plagg decided to do a little reconnaissance. He carefully zipped across his holder’s room and phased through the wall, floating down the empty hallway until he got to the end. Once there he passed through the door and ducked behind a garbage can while he surveyed the room. A wicked gleam and mischievous grin lit up the kwami’s face; the room was empty!
It had been about two months since Tikki told him about the Adrien knockoff showing up with Duusu and making a mess of things. The London blond had been very combative with Ladybug but oddly protective of Marinette. Tikki was hopeful that Felix might be reformed and join their side – his other half was so optimistic like that. The cheese wheel was always half full with her!
Plagg though? He was a ‘it’s a half a damn wheel of cheese’ type of cat – he jokingly liked to say he was an ‘optipissed’: pissed off optimist. Could things go right? Sure, but things could also just be what they appear.
Plagg didn’t know if Adrien’s cousin was redeemable and didn’t care to figure it out; planning was Tikki’s thing. He preferred results. That’s why he decided to curse that fluffed-up popinjay with a little bad luck! Well, that was mostly because the tiny cat god wanted revenge. Tomato, potato. Right now, the cat kwami intended to get results by taking the peacock miraculous and get it to Pigtails ASAP. Plagg hoped that Felix had left it behind in a hidden compartment or spot in the room while not in use. If it was on his person, the black cat wasn’t sure what to do!
“Duusu!” the black cat called, “Hey Duusu! You in here?” There was no answer.
“Tsk. If I was a feather-brained, pompous, jerk face, where would I hide a broach?” Plagg asked himself as he looked around the room. He decided to check the desk first – rifling through the neat stacks of paper and pens – before dive bombing into the bed to phase through the mattress and pillows. No dice. He proceeded around the room, passing through lamps, tables, and books with increasing irritation. He didn’t even sense the miraculous nearby! He swatted a pillow with his tail in agitation.
Well, if he wasn’t going to get what he came for, he might as well enjoy himself…
Just then the door opened and Plagg hid himself inside a lampshade, watching with great suspicion as Gabriel entered the room to do his own snooping. The cat kwami stayed silent as his holder’s father dug through the closet and dresser, ripping apart jacket and suitcase linings in search of something. After about five minutes, Gabriel let out a soft growl and stalked back across the room to the door. With one last glance around the room, he slammed the door behind him.
‘Seems he didn’t find what he was looking for either!’ Plagg thought suspiciously, he wondered what the kid had stolen this time.
The black cat kwami slowly exited his hiding place, making sure no one would be near to hear his next actions. Then he phased into the closet and began to toss the remaining collection of trousers, vests, and pristinely pressed shirts all over the floor while he cackled with glee. When it was in proper upheaval, he gathered up one each of Felix’s socks from the dresser, called upon his cataclysm, leaving only a small pile of dust on the floor as evidence of their existence. Plagg then burrowed into the underwear drawer, intent to claw some holes in the materials there when the door opened again…
“Plagg?” came Adrien’s hesitant whisper.
Popping his head out the leg of a pair of boxer briefs with a cheesy belch, the kwami called back, “hey kid, I’m over here!”
Adrien quietly closed the door and stalked across the room, tripping on a shirt and unconsciously kicking up the small pile of ashes as he recovered his balance. Plagg watched with satisfaction as the ashes settled to litter a bigger portion of the floor. “What the hell are you doing in here? Felix will be home any minute!”
“Just lookin’ for the miraculous, kid. Figured we know sourpuss has got the peacock, perhaps he’d leave it unattended, then we could get it back to the guardian.”
“Did you have to make such a mess?” the blond pressed his hand to his forehead as he looked over the random piles and ripped items on the floor. “I’m already stuck doing that photoshoot tomorrow instead of hanging out with Nino; if Father thinks I destroyed Felix’s room, I’ll probably be grounded for life!”
Plagg landed on Adrien’s shoulder, “About that kid… I got an idea. Why don’t we…,” as he whispered quietly in his ear.
Adrien’s eyes lit up and he chuckled, gathering up a few pieces of clothes from the floor to use as his disguise in the morning. “That’s sure to put him in a fowl mood!”
~~~Author's Notes: yes I referenced a historical event (Great Flood of 1910), a specific breed of dog, and made a peacock pun.
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miraculousfanworks · 1 year
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Happy World Kindness day! Being kind is a wonderful thing to brighten someone’s day as well as make you feel good too! Miraculous has several examples of people doing kind things for other people; which one is your favorite? Let us know!
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Série Thoiry. Le gorille. Dayoud.
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smokygluvs · 1 month
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Georges Charles Brassens - sale petit bonhomme
I don't always post pictures of men I would like (or have liked) to sleep with. That might surprise you.
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There are very few images of the man where I find a certain sexual attraction (although this one...maybe). For those of you who don't know, Georges Brassens (1921-1981) was a French singer-songwriter who became a French national treasure.
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Self-taught in music and classical literature, his songs are masterworks of melodic complexity and literary gymnastics. Am I getting carried away here? Yes, probably. He was a genius and a hero of mine and one of my two favourite artists (Brel being the other, and I cannot decide which of them I love most).
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He could also be obscene (listen to Le Gorille or Le Temps ne fait rien à l'affaire) for which he was criticised, so he produced Le Pornographe du phonographe. He also wrote La Mauvaise réputation, currently my favourite, about being frowned upon by les braves gens.
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Famous as a pipe-smoker (though he occasionally smoked cigars), politically engaged and with a wonderful deep voice and Provençal accent. Listen to Mourir pour des idées, one of the angriest songs I've ever heard.
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He died aged 60 (looking at the image above it's hard to believe he was that young), but he packed in at least two lifetimes of wonderful songs that live on. Oh, and the moustache. Mustn't overlook the moustache.
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Some more time with Le Gorille?
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