Plagg(Kwami of Destruction) @plagghatesdinos - Tumblr Blog

One word...CHAOS. Daily chaos on the Agreste household.

In here, Adrien is a year younger than in the Werepapas flashback. This time I tried a more colourful approach.

Nothing like drawing some smiles to heal the heart... to then BREAK IT WITH MORE ANGST AND DRAMA (saved for the next comic)

yukirin2710

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🎨: Eugene Declaceoix

hamsternamedmarinette

Feels good to draw something stupid again

anna-scribbles

well i wanna draw something stupid too

1alchemistart

that's right babygirls i still have more JKAWLKLSDF

i always thought it'd be fun if ladybug had wings so i gave her some bc yes

jagsnoir

Miraculous Yin Yang

I've been writing my first fanfic ever. It's a Miraculous Ladybug AU and diverges from canon after Season 3. I've posted 10 chapters on AO3 so far, but I have over 100k words written. I thought I'd post the first chapter here in case some people would be interested. Link to AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/55274578/chapters/140214625

Chapter 1: New Guardian, New Rules

“What a night!” Marinette groaned, as she transformed back. “That villain was so tough.”

Marinette shuffled over to her desk to get a cookie for Tikki from the jar she kept there. The little red kwami settled down onto the desk to munch on her pink macaroon.

“Are you ok, Marinette?” Tikki asked between bites.

“Yes, Tikki,” Marinette said. “I’m just tired.”

Tikki finished her cookie and flew up to nuzzle against Marinette’s cheek. Marinette closed her eyes and managed a small smile.

“Thanks, Tikki,” Marinette said. “Every fight seems to take more focus and concentration than ever.”

“What do you mean?” Tikki asked.

“Oh, I don’t know,” Marinette sighed. “I don’t know. It just seems like things aren’t working the way they used to. Chat Noir and I used to be so in sync. But over the last year, it seems like that has started slipping. We, or at least I, have to work harder to work in sync during each battle. It’s exhausting.”

Marinette slowly changed into her pajamas and climbed up to her bed while talking to Tikki.

“Ever since I became Guardian, it’s like our partnership has slowly degraded,” she mused, half to herself and half to Tikki. “Before, we worked together without thinking. It was like a dance. We knew each other’s moves and simply responded. But now… now it’s like we’re both dancing to a different tune and we keep tripping on each other’s feet. I don’t know what to do. We need to get our rhythm back.”

“But you still beat all the akumas,” Tikki said.

“I know, Tikki,” Marinette said, “but it’s not the same. It takes more effort and sometimes we miss each other’s cues and the battles take longer…” she trailed off.

“You said that this started when you became the Guardian?” Tikki asked.

“Yes,” Marinette replied. “It wasn’t so noticeable at first, though. I only realized it looking back. When I think back to the day I became Guardian, we were so in sync. We had to be. We were outnumbered against some of the most powerful Miraculous holders. But we worked so well together and we won that fight. Together. But just look at tonight. We miscommunicated, the original plan failed, and we had to retreat and recharge before returning to the fight.”

“Every superhero makes mistakes, Marinette,” Tikki said. “You can’t be perfect all the time.”

“I know, Tikki,” Marinette said, laying back against her pillows. “But it feels like it goes deeper. It’s not just simple mistakes. It feels like our partnership isn’t as strong as it once was. I miss the way we use to work together,” she sighed sadly.

“What do you think is stopping that from happening?” Tikki asked.

“What do you mean?” Marinette asked.

Tikki said, “Obviously, you worked really well together before. Now you aren’t. So that means that something has to have changed. What do you think that is?”

“I mean,” Marinette said, “it started when I became Guardian. So that’s at least one thing.”

“I think that means a lot more than you realize,” Tikki told her.

“What do you mean?” Marinette asked.

“It means the entire dynamic has changed,” Tikki said. “Becoming the Guardian isn’t so simple as taking the box and a title. It’s a powerful magical shift. When Master Fu was the Guardian, the magic was shaped according to his will. Now that you are Guardian, the box has changed and so has the magical dynamic.”

Marinette lay looking at the ceiling, processing what Tikki had said.

“So,” she started slowly, “what you’re saying is that when Master Fu was around, his way of being Guardian kind of shaped the conflict, the battlefield. And now that I am Guardian, I have the power to change it?”

“Essentially, yes,” Tikki said. “There’s a lot more to it than that, but that’s the gist of it. You are still trying to fight Hawk Moth using an old set of rules. But the Guardian has a great deal of power to change the rules, including how holders interact with their Miraculous, their kwamis, and one another.”

Marinette sat bolt upright in her bed, suddenly realizing something.

“Wait a sec!” she exclaimed. “Hold on! You’re saying I can change how holders interact with each other?! I can change those rules?”

“Yes, Marinette,” Tikki said. “That is the prerogative of the Guardian. For example, at the temple everyone knows everyone’s identities and which Miraculous they use. That is the will of the Temple Guardian. But he also uses a ritual to prevent anyone from compromising anyone else’s identity. It’s similar to how we kwamis can’t say the names of our holders.”

“Why didn’t Master Fu do that?” Marinette asked. “It would have saved so much time and headache.”

“Master Fu never knew the ritual,” Tikki said. “He was far too young and inexperienced to learn it before the disaster. As a result, he adopted the policy that holders could not reveal their identities.”

“Wait a sec. Back up again,” Marinette said, another thought occurring to her. “Is Master Fu the reason that the whole horrible thing with Chat Blanc happened? Is it because we accidentally contravened his will and caused a magical problem?”

“Sort of,” Tikki said. “Chat Noir getting akumatized was certainly not Master Fu’s will at all. But yes, such a breach of his rules could conceivably contribute to triggering a disaster of that nature.”

“But why didn’t anything happen to Alya and Nino?” Marinette asked. “They knew each other’s identities for ages.”

“Probably because Master Fu cared a lot less about the wielders of the Fox and Turtle Miraculous,” Tikki hypothesized. “The most dangerous Miraculous are yours and Chat Noir’s, so he was very strict in his views as to how those holders interacted. Especially since he made mistakes choosing the holders before. But if someone got both the Turtle and Fox Miraculous, they wouldn’t be able to make a universe-ending wish like they could with yours and Chat Noir’s. But this is not something that kwamis are supposed to know much about. It’s Guardian stuff.”

Marinette realized her heart was pounding and she was breathing hard. The implications of this revelation were a lot to process. She…could…change the rules? She could know who Chat Noir is? He could know who she is? Revealing their identities would make it so much easier, especially if there was no risk of compromising their identities. Could she learn the ritual? Would Chat Noir agree to it? He had been perfect at maintaining a professional distance ever since that disastrous day when Master Fu had made Ladybug the Guardian.

Marinette missed her kitty. Even when they fought side by side, she felt like he was a million miles away. At the very least, she wanted back the warmth and camaraderie that they used to have. If there was a way that she could get that back, she was suddenly determined to try. Tikki noticed Marinette’s expression change and immediately knew what it meant.

“Kaalki could get you there,” Tikki said.

“Wha…What?” Marinette started. “Sorry, I was wrapped up inside my head. What did you say?”

“I said that Kaalki could get you there,” Tikki repeated.

“Kaalki…yes…the temple…I could go there…learn the ritual…” Marinette was deep into plan-making. “It would have to be late at night, probably, so it would be daytime there. What time zone is Tibet in anyway?”

Marinette looked at her phone. “Ok, Tibet is six hours ahead of me. So, I would have to go at something like 2 or 3 in the morning to avoid anyone noticing my absence. School starts next week, so I need to do it before that. Two days. Or a day and a half, rather. I’ll go to bed early tomorrow and then wake up really early to go to the temple. What do you think, Tikki?”

“I think the sooner, the better,” Tikki said. “I’ve thought for a long time that it would be so much better if you and Chat Noir knew who each other were.”

“You did?” Marinette asked. “Then why didn’t you say anything?”

“Because it wasn’t my place,” Tikki said. “That is completely up to the Guardian. I have no power to defy the will of the Guardian.”

“But I’ve been the Guardian for a year now,” Marinette said. “Keeping our identities secret wasn’t my will if there is a way we could know without risk.”

“But it was your will, Marinette,” Tikki said. “Even though you sort of inherited that rule from Master Fu, it became part of you.”

“Then why did you bring it up now?” Marinette asked.

“Because you were ready for it,” Tikki said.

“I was ready for it?” Marinette asked.

Tikki said, “You must have already been considering revealing your identity to Chat Noir. Have you?”

“Well, yes,” Marinette admitted. “Our dynamic started changing a year ago and not for the better. I was considering many possible solutions. That was one.”

Tikki said, “By deliberately considering it, your will changed the magical dynamic so I could speak about it. You don’t have to explicitly state your will for it to change things.”

“Wow,” Marinette breathed. “This is heavy.” She lay back against her pillows again, trying to wrap her mind around this new revelation. The Guardian had a lot more power than she ever realized. She knew now that she needed more guidance. The Temple Guardian could possibly give that to her. She had to try. This discord between her and Chat Noir had to be fixed or they would never be able to defeat Hawk Moth.

“Tomorrow night,” Marinette said to herself. “Tomorrow night. I am going to learn more tomorrow night. And maybe it will fix things between us.” Marinette smiled to herself and with that happy thought, she fell quickly to sleep.