Miraculous is nuts cuz like it's adored by 4yos worldwide (because the first few seasons are as formulaic as it gets) so I always feel just a little embarrassed about wearing my t-shirt in public but then I go home and turn on season 6 and it's rapidly descending into a psychological horror featuring emotional warfare and sporadic scifi/fantasy representations of a bunch of random facets of our irl apocalypse and the hero/protagonist is gaslighting her boyfriend/partner/deuteragonist into questioning his very reality as she falls deeper into the pits of isolation and mental illness. The intended audience is God and anybody strong enough to buckle down and stay on the ride.

















