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gale-gentlepenguin · 1 year
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ML Ficlet: Mental mayhem
Monarch has been defeated for months. And ever since, villains from all over the world decided that Paris was the new place to make a name for themselves.
Ladybug and Chat noir haven’t had too much of a problem. With Monarch bested, they have all the other miraculous and Allies they can trust. So if a villain with some strange power shows up, they have a hard counter ready.
At least, that was until Mastermind showed up.
A powerful Esper with psychic powers that allowed for telekinesis and other mind powers. Ladybug and Chat noir found themselves on the backfoot for the first time in a while. Even their Allies couldn’t assist much in capturing him. The clever villain always managed to escape, and became one of Paris’ top villains quickly.
Of course Mastermind wasn’t happy with this, his schemes were still foiled and he wasnt winning, simply escaping. He wanted something to turn the tides.
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It was quiet on patrol, it appeared to be a rare night of peace for the city of Paris.
“You know, you would think that this job would have gotten easier with Monarch gone.” The turtle hero pointed out. Carapace was assigned to patrol tonight.
“That was always the assumption. But at least tonight is peaceful.” The cat hero responded, putting his hands behind his head.
The two were patrolling thanks to the wheel of patrol that Ladybug made. Ladybug decided with the increase in villains, it would make more sense to have heroes patrol at night, having each night be a shift, changing it up each night to give everyone a social life and build camaraderie. Chat noir and/Ladybug would be on standby in most cases, but chat noir volunteered to take the place of one of the other heroes.
“Well we still have a few hours till sunrise, any suggestions on how to kill time?” Carapace questioned.
“We can always go for a coffee break. Get the caffeine levels up.” Chat noir suggested.
“Sounds like a… Heads up!”
Carapace moved in front of chat noir and used his shield to block a flying car.
“Guess there is still traffic at night.” Chat noir bantered.
“So it’s the turtle and cat that are out.” A sinister voice spat in annoyance.
“Hello to you to Cranium case.” Chat noir teased.
“It’s mastermind! You know that!” The villain shouted!
Chat noir chuckled at the reaction, until he realizes that Mastermind seemed to be in a new outfit, one that came with a metal helmet that covered his face. Something that was unusual for the eye mask enthusiast.
“Decides to wear headgear for a change. Smart move, makes it harder to kick your dome.” Carapace commented as he jumped to kick the levitating villain, only to be caught in the air with the villains psychic powers.
“Oh this isn’t ordinary headgear, this is a new invention. The Cerebral Accelerator! It enhances my abilities 1000 fold. I’ll even be able to peer into your mind and find your identities.” Mastermind gloated.
Chat noir realized the danger he was posing. He quickly pressed a button on his baton to let ladybug know it’s an emergency, before jumping at the villain.
Carapace struggled to break free, but his strength meant nothing to the mental restraint of the psychic villain.
Mastermind moved Carapace to intercept Chat noir’s attack, but chat noir knew the villains tactics and jumped past, avoiding his friend.
“Nice try, but you’ve become predictable.”
“Oh?”
Suddenly before chat noir could make contact, he was stuck in the air.
“Foolish cat, it is you that is predictable. Now let’s see what is in that head of yours.”
Chat noir felt a sharp pain in his head as Mastermind looked into his eyes. He could feel him trying to get inside his head.
Chat noir tried to resist but the enhancements on his powers made Mastermind too powerful.
“Let’s peel back the layers and see who you really are!” Mastermind exclaimed as he used his full power.
Chat noir tried resisting, screaming in pain as the psychic painfully tore into his brain like a psychic drill into dirt.
“I found it! You’re…”
Mastermind fell silent as his mind was flooded with the emotional anguish Chat noir had endured. Including the revelations he found out about his own Father, himself, and his family.
Mastermind’s telekinesis dropped, freeing Carapace and Chat noir, while he fell to the ground, convulsing.
Carapace turned to see the villain in a sorry state.
“What… what happened?”
Chat noir, who had been reliving his traumatic pain thanks to Mastermind, wiped his that were watering.
“Guess he overloaded his new device… he’s still breathing. Let’s get him some medical attention and let ladybug know what happened.”
Carapace looked at the cowering villain who was muttering in his convulsions “pain…”
Carapace was left wondering what the villain saw that left him in such a state.
“Are… are you okay dude?”
“I’m about how I am usually.”
That didn’t answer Carapace’s question
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westywallowing · 3 months
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my favorite scene redraw from S5E13: "Migration"
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bluebelledmoon · 3 months
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"The Final Photoshoot"
gabriel agreste was soon found being strangled by a blue feathered boy after this was released
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rwsdarw · 1 month
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ok silly future au time
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itburnslikeafire · 1 year
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Adrienette holding hands at school.
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That's it.
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That's the post.
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anna-scribbles · 1 year
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“He was— He was my ‘buttercup’,” she sobbed out, and his hand gripped her far shoulder, “And I— I never even— I never got to tell him how much he m-meant to me— not even th-the stupid sun thing—”
“Oh… Marinette…” he whispered, his nose brushing against her hair, “The sun thing wasn’t stupid.”
this scene from chapter 6 of drowning (in plain sight) by @buggachat has PLAGUED me since i read it i am deeply unwell
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hufflepotato-18 · 1 year
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ladybug: […] calm down, we just have to destroy the akumatized object. you’re going to hurt him. chat noir: and he deserves it!
chat noir: i want to see if you’ll keep laughing after i wipe the smile off your face with a cataclysm!
ADRIEN WAS SO ANGRY WITH KIM BECAUSE OF WHAT HE DID TO MARINETTE HE WAS GOING TO CATACLYSM HIM
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soullessjack · 2 months
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yea miraculous sucks but honestly they kinda popped off with a magical cat boy whose special magical weapon against evil is a lead pipe and the special magical power of stage 4 necrosis
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otakuwithapen · 6 months
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What happens when you take Evil Chat #1 (Chat Blanc) and mix him with Evil Chat #2 (Claw Noir)? You get Claw Blanc! He is very very not okay.
The story so far (Content Warning: Attempted Suicide)
During one of Claw Noir and Shadybugs’ arguments, Betterfly attempts to intervene. He sends a Kamiko in the hopes of calming at least one of them down enough to talk. Shadybug notices the Kamiko and shoved Claw Noir in the way. Claw, reacting too slow to Cataclysm the butterfly, is Kamikotized into Claw Blanc and given the power of Hindsight to see the error of his ways.
Unfortunately, as Betterfly attempts to talk to Claw Blanc, he manages only to send him into a crisis of identity. Shadybug and Betterfly can hardly get a word in before Claw Blanc flees. Claw spends the next few days in hiding, the Kamiko stopping him from transforming back and plaguing him with horrible clarity. He’s haunted by flashes of everything he’s done, everyone he’s hurt, with and without his Miraculous. Everything he’s done in the name of The Supreme—everything he’s done in the name of his own amusement. Every innocent civilian he’d scared back into like, every Kamikotized hero he’d beaten to a pump.
For nearly a week, Shadybug searches for Claw in an attempt to bring him to his senses. After all, as much as she loathed to admit it, he was useful.
For nearly a week, Betterfly spends his nights searching for Claw in order to speak with him—meanwhile Gabriel’s days are consumed seeking his absent son.
Both find what they’re looking for at the foot of the Eiffel Tower. Claw Blanc looks terrible. He looks exhausted. His cheeks are streaked with the drying wake of fallen tears. Had his eyes not already been red, they’d have been bloodshot. His hair was messy—not in the intentional, chaotic fashion he usually kept it, but in a way achieved only by neglect and nights spend in and out of sparse, fitful sleep.
Betterfly steps forward, opening his mouth to speak, before Claw Blanc cuts him off.
He was right all along. All the innocents hurt, all the little glimmers of light stomped out, Betterfly had been right all along. Shadybug and Claw Noir weren’t helping anyone. They weren’t even helping themselves. All they were was The Supreme’s personal militia, stalking the streets like pests. Claw Blanc thought back to the look on Plagg’s face every time he detransformed; horrified yet acceptant. Even the Kwami knew this was all wrong.
Shadybug and Betterfly both tried to interject to little avail, they conflicting arguments white noise to Claw. He raised his hand skywards, focusing his power into his palm. An ever present pain roared through his nerves, the decay comforting in some morbid way. He couldn��t help but wonder if Shadybug felt that same pain. Karma for all they’d done—all they’d hurt. He muttered a half-hearted apology as the destructive energy condensed into a tangible sphere. He wouldn’t hurt anyone anymore. He closed his eyes.
Cataclysm.
Pain seared in his chest, causing him to fall to his knees as his nerves screamed in agonizing harmony. For a moment, Claw wondered if this is how every hero he’d used his power on felt. Every out-of-line civilian. For a moment Claw knew nothing but white-hot pain. He heard Shadybug and Betterfly crying out for him.
As soon as it came, it was gone. The burning stopped. Claw Blanc was still for a long moment before opening his eyes again. He stared down, where his hand sat pressed against his chest. Had something gone wrong? Slowly he looked up, eyes widening at the scene before him. He stood in a charred crater, starting down two statues. One held her arms over her face as if to defend herself from some attacker, the other reached forward, offering an undeserved hand to his most bitter enemy. The ambiance of Paris was gone. No people chattered. No birds sang. No pestilent bugs nagged him for his apathy. There was nothing.
In his attempt to stop himself from hurting anyone, Claw Blanc realized, he had destroyed everyone.
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gale-gentlepenguin · 1 year
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Adrien: Cataclysming someone is a super serious thing. It’s an awful punishment that one shouldn’t want to happen to anyone… not even Monarch.
(Adrien hears what happened to Marinette in 8th grade)
Adrien: Oh Kim, (readies a cataclysm and clearly hiding rage) Want to see a Fun idea for a prank?
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westywallowing · 5 months
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he's,,, a cat
adrientte fruits basket au ;)
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ramen8008 · 17 days
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I LOVE aged up Ladynoir dynamic because they are more mature and understand each other to a level that just AHHH!
One of my oldest and most loved Ladynoir head-canons basically goes like this:
Where as they grow older, they grow closer but especially during the time where the og friend group kinda separates because of college and Marinette being Marinette is like "you know what? not having close friends with me helps me focus on college AND ladybug" but she still NEEDS SOMEONE (whether she knows it at the moment or not) .
It gets tougher, the akumas evolve into causing more mental and emotional damage than physical, hawkmoth grows to understand that with their age and jobs it's easier to target their mind. During this time they've grown more independent than they should have. So one night they talk, they explain their situation, they vent to each other and decide that the comfort they feel with one another can't be compared to anything else. That maybe the other is more than just a work friend that they joke with, more than just someone they only see during the most stressful times of the day, maybe it's easier to find a best friend in someone who you've known for most your life, who you've been through thick and thin with, who understands you in ways most might never. So Chat Noir and Ladybug grow closer and closer.
They rant about college and work (Adrien works in his father's company now and did a business course so he doesn't have to model and Marinette has an Etsy shop on the side). They get close and have random night talks where they talk about things no one but them and the night sky will ever hear. Everything they go through as heroes, the ups and downs, and they also talk about fun stuff, learn more about each other, finding out that chat is a part of multiple fandoms, that Ladybug has a horrible bed head and hates that chat doesn't, that they more are more of a romantic at heart than they want to admit. But they also talk about just the struggles and anxiety that comes with their jobs, just how messed up what they went through as kids is now that they see it from an adults point of view, but they also just laugh it off, joke about the trauma some fights inflicted. Nightmares that keep them up, hopes they are too scared to say out loud, sometimes even the fear of losing purpose if hawkmoth is defeated.
There's so much more too. They have the kind of friendship where they make jokes and promises into the night about how if they are always going to be single because of their jobs they'll just get married in their superhero costumes. How ladybug is going to love making chat's kids little clothes and how chat is going to make sure that ladybug gets time with her future partner whenever there's an akuma by handling it for her. All the while not knowing that their feelings for each other keep on growing and growing. It's so huge that it feels like their hearts will combust but it's also constant to the point that they get used to it.
It hits them like a truck yet it's so slow, maybe just talking one night and it hits them that they can't imagine life without the other, that they want the other in a way that's more than what they ever thought, no they've thought of it before, they've jokes about it but never acknowledged the truth this jokes had in them, never acknowledged that over time they became to lean on each other more than just in battles, they became each others partners in more than just fights against akumas, more than in a platonic way. They've always loved each other but their love had grown into something much stronger
P.s. thx @rosekasa for reigniting my Ladynoir head canons and now I'm on a journey to go through all my head canons 🤍
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bbqnoir · 2 years
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i think it would be funny if lb was an angry crier
part 1 2 3
Bonus
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ladybug · 6 months
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thinking about the miraculous ladybug scene where ladybug takes chat noir’s hand and promises, i’ll never abandon you, and the look of pure shock and wonder chat gives her in return.
imagine you are adrien agreste. your mother’s gone. your father is absent in every way that matters, and it’s nearly worse then loosing your mom, because your father? he chose to leave you. he chose the coldness and the calculated control and to bury your love a hundred feet down in a coffin of its own. and then, one day, you are chosen to wield the power of destruction and you think, this makes sense. maybe you were born from misfortune and meant for ruination. cataclysm isn’t an entirely a foreign concept to you, after all. you’ve grown up seeing every relationship and bit of hope around you break down and rust and dissolve into dust.
then you fall in love with a girl who creates, who pulls both ideas and the tangible manifestation of them out of thin air. she is fortune, everything you are not, but you love her with everything you are.
still, the fear that this girl - that the luckiness that’s touched your life - will abandon you when you least expect it is always lurking somewhere in the back of your mind. you’re scared that, one day, you will wait alone on a rooftop until a starry night sky turns to sunshine, and she’ll never show. everyone leaves you. good luck is not yours. this is just a fact you know.
so you tell her this beneath a painted orange sky, and then much to your surprise, this living, breathing personification of good luck takes your hand, stares into your scared eyes, and swears, i’ll never leave you.
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shortmexicangirl · 3 months
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hey @wackus-bonkus-maximus !! i was ur secret santa hehe
i’m ngl this spiralled. your prompt was pretty open so i had a lot of ideas: but my original plan was an edit incorporating odnlb fanart, which turned into “wait i have a vision now guess i’m doing my own fanart”, which turned into 20 seconds, which turned into… a minute and a half??? but i had a LOT of fun making it lol so enjoy :))
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remmicreates · 1 year
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They’re talkin’. Plagg looks really silly here but I think that’s true to him.
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