#akuma oc

[maddascanbe-blog]

Hey, did I mention the new akuma's yet?

While still on the concepts for this AU, I was also coming up with a new Akuma for Zoe.

Since I knew I was going to do a Chloe redemption, I couldn't have her as an instigator. That being said, Audrey is still fair game!

La Poppet has a dollhouse version of Le Grande Paris that allows her to have complete control of the real thing and everyone who was inside when she made it. The people are represented as dolls.

Zoe essentially felt like the only reason Audrey brought her to Paris was to play happy family (she's right) to save hers and Andre's reputation. Seeing as neither appear to actually care about Chloe either she assumes it was another decision made for their image.

As a result, La Poppet doesn't take control of Chloe right away. She thinks they can be real sisters, play dress up, talk gossip, and make their parents care about them!

Chloe, does the only rational thing and steals the doll version of herself, hiding it in her room while La Poppet is distracted with the heroes. Then plays along, playing dress up with La Poppet to get her shoes, which hold the akuma.

None of the heroes are having a particularly good time fighting the entire building! But they eventually find La Poppet, who has complete control of the hotel and starts throwing everything she's got at them. And I do mean everything.

In the chaos, Chloe manages to get the shoes to Lady Harmonia who purifies the akuma and Rose Wing and Asher set about fixing everything.

Lady Harmonia, Miste Noire, and Rose Wing were under the impression Chloe was incapable of actually risking herself for someone else. But Asher just commends her bravery before comforting Zoe.

Turns out Zoe kind of let herself get akumatized to understand what it felt like and meets up with a certain snake to try and figure out how to build an immunity to it.

[coffbeanie]

Here’s my illustration for Ceri’s akumatized form, who goes by Stopwatch! I’m going to post more specifics about their powers and reasons for being akumatized later, but what I can say now is that after taking on a few too many responsibilities, Stopwatch forces others to complete nearly impossible tasks in a certain amount of time, or else their victims will to turned to stone! I semi have a hypothetical outline for this episode, so i’ll outline it in a bit <3

[miraculousinhershadow]

Does Elodie ever become akumatized at some point? And if no, what would you say her Akumtaized form be?

I don’t have a definite akuma for Elodie, nor do I have an plans for her to be akumatized, though that may change…

I DO have this draft drawing of a potential akuma Elodie…

Meet Candlella (WIP name)

An akuma made entirely made out of candle wax with a burning flame over her head. She is the personification of a candle being burnt at both ends. Tired of being pushed around, taken advantage of, and friendless, she becomes a solemn creature whose touch can petrify people into wax statue. Nothing can harm her and many attacks go through her…literally. She’s not a temperamental akuma though the flame on her head create fire bursts around her if threatened far enough.

Her weaknesses is her lack of speed, being quite slow due to being made of wax and doesn’t really have much motivation other than people finally leaving her alone.

[poupeesdecirque]

Doodle batch, I miss having time to just randomly doodle here and there.

[aganyan]

My boy Goldsmith is back!

A small gift for @nerd-chocolate for remenbering him (⁠づ⁠｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠‿⁠◕⁠｡⁠)⁠づ

[shadowlorddemon]

Morpho Knight

The Akuma OC of mine

Yeah, I know the Akuma shares the same name with that butterfly knight

The Akuma name would be Morpho Knight (Yes, like Morpho Knight from Kirby games. I really like its design.) The akuma have three powers.

One of them is if they manage to hit a victim with a slash, then they will transformed into minion knights (Like Dark Knight) that is nearly identical to the original but the difference between them is the crest on the armor.

The second power is distortion sound waves. If it hits a non-knighted person, all of their senses are completely distorted and causes hallucinations. It only lasts for 10-15 minutes. (Yes, like Morpho Kinght’s sound waves, I know.)

Third and last power is it can create strong winds. However, the winds are very hot and could easily create fires. (Yes, like Morpho Knight’s fire attacks)

Yeah, Akuma Morpho Knight is basically like Dark Knight but with Kirby’s Morpho Knight’s powers/abilities

The Akuma victim is Amber Canke, my oc who is a trans-girl who is very interested in girls and is a folk witch. (Her title is Dragon Witch for a reason)

The reason why she gets akumatized is because her abusive mother doesn’t accept her. She constantly misgendered Amber often and always mock and taunt her about everything.

The final straw is when she told Amber that she would sent her to the correctional camp that ought teach her a lesson or two.

The Akuma object is a butterfly inspired bracelet, which it was transformed into the sword.

[star-the-gremlin]

Everyone check out a full body reference of Sampson and his akuma

[heras-princess]

Not all people are not what they appear to be on the surface. Marinette, unfortunately, doesn’t seem to know that this includes herself.

AUTHOR’S NOTES: this fanfic has my original characters as well as one of @junkwhoore; this is also on my wattpad and archive of our own accounts

WARNINGS: character bashing, redemption arc, original characters, original lore that fits the fandom (sort of), romance, lgbtq+, ships that some people may not agree with, gabriel agreste isn’t hawkmoth, criminal activity, master fu and the police being useless (nothing new), and a few more not listed

Words: 1343

𝐓𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐄 (𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄)

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 | 𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑

Calliope never knew her mother personally, but already disliked her with a burning passion. When she was younger, she only knew her name and what she does for a living. Back then, she was more than happy to know that her industry in fashion was in her blood. It was painful for her father and aunt when she told them that she wanted to be just like her mother, but she was too young to notice how their faces would slightly change.

She was around twelve when she got the full story. How her mother played her father and Delphine and how Audrey never even touched or looked at her the day she was born. That was the day that she vowed to never become her mother. But she still wanted to be involved in fashion, of course. Even if she didn’t have her mother as a role model, she had her father and aunt, who was more of a mother than Audrey ever will be.

Her plane landed half an hour ago and Calliope was on her way to her family’s house. She looked out of her car window to see Parisians walking around, doing their daily routines and going about their normal lives. Everything felt so calm and peaceful.

Well, that peacefulness lasted only about three minutes and ended as soon as Calliope saw multiple fire trucks going the same route. As her father slowly follows the flow of traffic,

A building burned to the ground, reduced to nothing but burnt rabble, dust, and corpses. Paramedics coming out and covering the overly cooked bodies so no one would have to see them. The smell must be horrific for both survivors and paramedics.

“All those poor people,” Eugene said, looking at the horrific scene. Delphine looked over her sunglasses to look at what Eugene was looking at. “Holy shit. And here I thought Paris was pretty peaceful. Wonder what happened here.”

There was something about Paris that just rubbed Calliope the wrong way. Any reasonable person would try to get further away from the unnerving feeling. Those who were considered unreasonable wouldn’t think twice and walk towards it.

It was almost a shame that Calliope was the latter.

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Words cannot describe how much Marinette Dupain-Cheng loathes Lila Rossi. She easily lies through her teeth and everyone eats it up no problem. It was crazy how no one outside of her caught the nonsense that Lila spits out. To make matters worse, the Italian began painting Marinette as a bully to their homeroom classmates, teacher, hell even the principal believes her.

No one even questions her accusations and they are all on her side. It boggles the mind.

“Don’t worry Marinette, I’m sure your classmates will see through Lila’s lies,” Tikki tried to reassure Marinette, “Just give it some time.”

“Take the high road,” she remembered what Adrien told her after Chameleon. “Nothing will be solved if you stoop to her level.”

Time, huh?

She should just stay on the high road, huh?

Neither would help her in the slightest, even the fact that every day, her classmates are wrapped around the Italian girl’s finger and they stay there longer and longer.

When was time for lunch, Marinette watched as others in their respective friend groups, with most of them looking at one of their group’s phones. Alya is, of course, no different from the rest. The next thing Marinette knows, Alya’s phone is blocking the way of her lunch. “You won’t believe it, girl. Check this out,” Alya told her, showing Nadja in front of police cars while paramedics and police were at the scene behind her.

“Last night, there was a fire started at this apartment building, with nothing but rubble in its place,” Nadja told the camera. “I can’t get any closer, but the police were nice enough to talk to us about the whole ordeal.”

“But by the time firefighters arrived at the scene, the place was already engulfed in flames. Unfortunately, ten people died in the building and are currently being taken to the morgue as of now. According to survivors and neighbors, the fire happened out of nowhere. The only thing that was savaged in the rubble was a single arrow. Police are still skeptical about the discovery and are currently trying to figure everything out. Stay tuned for any updates on the situation.”

She gasped and covered her mouth after seeing the recent news, “That’s so horrible!”. She then turned her head away from Alya’s phone, refusing to watch any more of it. To have those ten people’s lives cut short by a fire in their home. Her heart bleeds for those who lost their lives in the fire. “Those people’s families must be devastated.”

“Right?” The journalist paused the live report, “And did you hear about the silver arrow? It was the only thing that was found in the rubble,” she began to explain. “No family picture, no beds, nothing else had survived except that arrow.”

Marinette began to be intrigued by the discovery of the lone arrow. It was weird that that arrow was the only thing that survives the apartment fire when nothing else did. Perhaps this is the work of an akuma. She’ll look into this arson case after school ends.

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Brenton was listening to classical music as he was messing around with his arrows trying to experiment with different ways to weaponize the arrows. “Hmm, maybe I should try to make plague arrows for an instant death,” he said to himself. “Oh oh! I could make a poison that’ll give someone temporary paralysis. I wonder if things like this ran through the Green Arrow’s head when designing his arrows or maybe Hawkeye’s.” It’s not like Brenton wouldn’t really know, maybe they had technological people to design the arrows.

His phone ringing caught him a bit off guard. He looked at his phone and saw the name on the screen was under the name ‘Boss Man’. Brenton quickly set down the arrow he was working on and pressed the ANSWER button. “Afternoon, sir.”

“Apollo. I just saw the recent news. Congrats. Thanks to your stunt last night, you’ve surely got Ladybug and Chat Noir’s attention now. Job well done.” Brenton felt relieved that the Boss didn’t call with bad news, that his attempt didn’t work, and was ignored. That would’ve been an insult to the Great God himself and to Boss as well. “I’m glad to hear that your plan worked wonders, boss. Do I have any other assignments?”

Honestly, he didn’t want to stop with just one building and the murder of ten people. He wanted to do more, kill more. Brenton felt nothing but an adrenaline-fueled thrill last night, his heart pounding hard and it still is at the moment. His first fire with his newfound powers gave him the rush he never thought he needed.

Please, give him another assignment. Or let him roam free for a while.

He doesn’t care.

Just let him don the suit.

Just let him use his powers to raise hell for the dumb civilians.

“Not an assignment, per se,” the man answered, “but consider this as both extra credit and a little reward for yourself. Not only will you get your 1.7 thousand euros for last night, but you’ll also get double should you manage to have a battle with Ladybug and Chat Noir later on today.”

Oh, a possible battle with the heroes of this city? Brenton couldn’t contain his excitement. A real fight? Count him in. “Of course, sir! You can count on me! Is there anything you want me to do in order to attract their attention once again?”

You could hear Brenton’s boss smirking through this phone once they said, “I think another fire will do, Apollo. Or two or three. Perhaps do multiple across to make sure they see it.”

Yes.

Yes. YES. YES!

Today’s going to be a fun day!

Because Paris gets to officially meet the Great God Apollo in the flesh. The hero duo is about to deal with his divineself.