hey guys! I’m starting to post some of the finished writing prompts that I received 🖤
first one:
you can read it on my AO3 or below! Please enjoy ❤️ @bingespammy
Marinette sat in one of the private massage rooms in Master Fu’s parlor. My life is so weird.
This was a thought that crossed her mind fairly often.
Of course, she acknowledged at a reasonably young age that she lived in a city most people dreamed of seeing— Paris, France. She knew her life was far from normal.
It was just less so ever since becoming the savior of Paris— Ladybug.
And there was so much for her to learn about the Miraculouses, especially if she was to become the next guardian. She kept coming across surprises that she didn’t see coming.
The newest surprise was switching her Miraculous with Chat Noir.
Nope, she didn’t see that coming.
Master Fu had them enter the separate, private massage rooms and wait. He already took her earrings. Marinette had asked him how Chat Noir would wear them.
“Don’t forget, Ladybug, that the Miraculouses are magic.” He walked over to the door and turned back to her. “They will find a way.” He smiled before exiting the room.
She was still processing that her life was strange— and that she wouldn’t give it up for the world— when Master Fu returned. He was holding the Chat’s ring. Only... it was silver instead of black. Marinette stared at it. Why did it look familiar? Well, she’s seen it on Chat’s hand all the time. Of course it would be familiar.
Plagg floated next to Master Fu’s shoulder. “Hey, Ladybug. Long time no see.”
Marinette giggled. “Hi, Plagg. Though I should probably come up with a new name for the time being.”
“I’ll leave that up to you.” He zoomed over to her. “Do you have any cheese? I prefer Camembert.”
She heard a sigh from outside the room, in the main part of the parlor.
“I’ll give her your Camembert.”
Marinette stiffened. The last time she had seen Chat Noir he was entering the private room on the opposite side of the parlor, but now he was already transformed by Tikki.
“I miss my old wielder. Sometimes I can still hear his voice.”
“Plagg, I can hear you.”
Master Fu cleared his throat.
“Miraculous wielder previously known as Ladybug, are you ready to temporarily wield the Miraculous of the Cat?”
“Yes, Master” she answered. He handed her the ring. She placed it on her finger. It was huge on her. Suddenly, it glowed green and adjusted it’s size to her finger.
Her eyes were wide with surprise. “That is so cool!”
Master Fu smiled. “Do you know the incantation?”
Marinette looked at Plagg.
“You know, we could just take a nap instead.”
Marinette grinned. “Plagg, Claws Out!”
A green flash later and Marinette was transformed.
The first thing she noticed was that her vision was.. different. It was enhanced, but there was something else.
She walked over to the mirror and blinked. Her eyes... they were affected by the Cat Miraculous just like Chat Noir’s. Her pupils were vertical. She could just make out their blue shade under the green the covered her entire eye.
“That’s right!” She said out loud. Master Fu shot her a quizzical look. “I have night vision! This is... different.”
Master Fu nodded in understanding.
Marinette turned back to the mirror and paid closer attention to the rest of her outfit. She realized that the bell was missing and the piping was the same color as her bright green eyes.
Eyes that widened (she still wasn’t used to her pupils like that) at the sight of her braid. It was... long? She realized that she didn’t have Chat Noir’s belt and frowned. That came in handy for a good deal of the akumas they faced. Oh well, they would make do. She smiled as she pulled out his— her— baton. That was the same.
“Ready whenever you are, M’Lady” Not-Chat called from the main room.
Marinette realized that her hearing was even more enhanced than the Ladybug Miraculous.
“Coming!” She answered. Master Fu was waiting by the door.
“You’re ready?”
She nodded. He opened the door and she followed him into the parlor. She blinked at the hero standing in front of her.
Not-Chat was the perfect way to describe him. His version of the Ladybug Miraculous was different as well. She was jealous of the black accents along the suit.
His hair was still long, but she swore it was a little more kept than its influence with the Cat Miraculous. Then she noticed the red tint at the ends. She smiled and realized that Tikki must have been having fun.
The last thing she focused on was the look on his face. He was still taking in what she looked like with his Miraculous as she moved closer.
Then his eyes met hers. His... normal eyes.
He blinked and grinned when he saw hers. But she just stared at his. So they were actually that green? And normal looking?
“You have beautiful eyes.”
He blinked. Wait, did I just saw that out loud?
“Oh, thank you, Bugaboo” he said after a moment.
She grinned. “Actually, I think that’s technically your nickname now.” She winked. Then she blinked. Not-Chat blushed.
Was this the influence of the Cat Miraculous? Was she still getting over the shock of his very human looking eyes?
This entire situation was so weird.
Master Fu cleared his throat again. They both snapped out of their thoughts and turned to him. He was smiling.
“What are we going to call you while you wield your current Miraculouses?” He asked.
Marinette thought about it for a moment. She still wanted to keep somewhat of a Ladybug motif. But she was still somewhat representing her partner. Her eyes lit up, her pupils dilating.
“Whoa!” Not-Chat said. “Do my eyes really do that?”
She giggled and nodded.
“I know my name.” Master Fu and Not-Chat waited for her to continue.
“Call me: Lady Noir.”
Master Fu nodded. Not-Chat smiled, his green eyes twinkling. “Perfect. I can still call you ‘My Lady’.”
She rolled her eyes but she still smiled. “And what am I calling you?”
His smiled dropped and he thought about it.
“Hmm... well, if you’re Ladybug... then call me: Monsieur Bug.”
Her face deadpanned.
“You have got to be kidding.”
He just grinned.
“Lady Noir, it’s his choice.” Master Fu reminded, but his voice sounded somewhat amused.
“I guess.” She relented. Monsieur Bug laughed.
Before they could discuss any further, Master Fu began to speak.
“Now, we will have you practice. I’m hoping to get some training in before you have to fight your first akuma. However, in the year since I’ve first given you both your Miraculouses, you have both shown me that you’re capable of working together as an excellent team.”
The heroes grinned at one another.
“Now it’s time for you to get some rest. Meet me here tomorrow evening for your first training.”
“Yes, Master” they both answered.
They made their way to the roof.
Lady Noir gave Monsieur Bug a few pointers on how to travel via yoyo. He returned the favor for using the baton.
"Oh! Before I forget—" He handed her the bag of camembert cheese that was previously tied to his waist.
"Thanks" Lady Noir said, before tying it to her own. "That should do the trick for now."
“No worries, I'll get you more. Have a good night, Chaton.” He winked at her as he launched her— his— yoyo.
She grinned and extended the baton.
“You, too, Bugaboo.” She winked back and gave him his own signature salute.
He blushed red under his mask and she giggled before she took off, bounding away with his — her— baton.
She got back to her room and landed on her bed, closing the trap door to her balcony.
“Plagg, Claws In” she murmured.
After another flash of green light the tiny black cat zoomed out of the ring again. He landed on her shoulder.
“Well that was interesting. I’m famished. Do you have any cheese?”
Marinette giggled. Chat, Monsieur Bug she corrected herself mentally, had warned her about Plagg’s endless hunger. He wasn’t exaggerating.
She held up the bag of camembert and the kwami’s eyes lit up. She quickly held up a finger.
“This isn’t all at once! I can’t afford the nice stuff so this will tide you over until Monsieur Bug can get me more.” She said.
Plagg rolled his eyes. “Monsieur Bug.”
Marinette grabbed a wheel and opened it. Her nose crinkled at the smell but she still handed it to Plagg. He happily took a slice.
“Thank you!”
“You’re welcome. And I know what you mean. He’s such a dork.” she still smiled as she watched him eat.
He swallowed his bite. “You have no idea.”
Marinette was quiet for a moment.
“I hope he and Tikki are doing okay.”
“I’m sure he’s fine with Sugar Cube.” He answered.
“Sugar Cube?” She asked, her voice incredulous.
To the best of her knowledge kwami’s didn’t blush, but she thought the look on his face was as close as they get.
“Let’s just say Monsieur Bug isn’t the only one who’s good with nicknames.” He said. Then he changed the subject. “Are you ready to wield the power of the destruction?”
She groaned and flopped onto her bed. He floated by her head.
“What?” he asked.
“I don’t think I need a Miraculous for that. I’m already so clumsy. I don’t think any more bad luck is going to help.”
Plagg rolled his eyes. “Black Cats might be known for bad luck but the Cat Miraculous doesn’t create actual bad luck.” He paused for a moment. “...I know what you mean, though.”
She turned and regarding the tiny little cat god. “Really?”
He nodded. “Of course, the symbolism of bad luck to the black cat did originate with me— though your history probably says something different. I can see why humans connect destruction with bad luck. It’s hard to find balance when you’re the literal embodiment of destruction. I have to be very careful. A lot of my mistakes have altered human history.”
“Yeah? One time I knocked over an entire display in the cafeteria. It was awful.”
Plagg raised a tiny eyebrow. “I have accidentally caused extinction.”
Marinette blinked and nodded.
“That’s a lot of pressure to have.” She said. He nodded back. “No worries, Plagg. I might not have the best balance skills, but that’s something we can work on together.”
Plagg smiled. “Sounds fun. And if we mess up and lose our balance at least we’ll be able to learn from it. Or we can have our Monsieur Bug set everything right again.”
She laughed and went to get ready for the night.
When she returned she crawled back up to her bed. “Here” she said, patting a small pillow by her head. He floated over. “This is where Tikki usually sleeps.”
She held up a teeny kwami sized blanket that she had knitted for Tikki.
Plagg blinked. “Thank you.”
She smiled as she got settled into bed. “You’re welcome.”
She turned off the light. “Good night, tiny god of destruction.”
“Good night, clumsy girl.”
She laughed as she drifted off to sleep. She was looking forward to working with Plagg. She had a feeling that they were going to make good, and mischievous, team.
bingespammy replied to your post “Good god it’s already 5pm and I’ve written exactly one (1) sentence...”
if you have trouble getting started you probably need to research, that usually happens when the task looks daunting
It’s all about me and why I’m interested in that professor/that school and their program, though, so it’s less about info about them and more about my interests. Which is easy enough to say, but I tend to be too “point a- point b- point c” (hard to picture considering some of my fanfics, I know) and then I only use, like, a third of the allowed words, which I’m sure doesn’t come off great. So it’s expanding my first section that’s slowing me down at the moment, because I can’t express myself as well as I’d like to.
Like, some of it is me worrying that I’m coming off as telling them “oh this kind of study is important”- like, that professor knows that. That why he does that research. And so I try to steer clear of that and end up just spinning in circles.
bingespammy replied to your photoset: Something I noticed only today: where these wooden...
some wood planks are pretty flexible, you can roll them up
See, that’s what I’ve been thinking about. Like these bamboo sliding door. They have no problem with folding.
And, after more careful observation, the door is in fact segmented! - you can see the lines.
And if the box was square, or rectangular, I would have no problem believing these door fold and slid into come compartments in the thick border.
But it’s an octagon. So, at some point, the longest line would have to squeeze itself in some form in the thick border. And yeah, if you stress it, it can be done, but I see no deformation happening. If the border was really, really thick, yeah, it could be done, but it looks like it’s juust missing a centimeter or two.
Optimizing...
idk, I will have to fiddle with some other pics of the graomphone to see if it is thick enough
bingespammy replied to your post: I would like to file a complaint
it’s not about lack of characters, it’s about animation budget and reusing models… Pretty common for 3D animation if you ask me (example: kung fu panda and all animals looking like exact copies)
well, first of all, my comment there was a joke, so I do understand the budget is a problem, but more importantly, I wouldn’t put ML and KFP in the same league when it comes to reusing models. I haven’t noticed anything like that in the KFP movies, whereas in ML, you can blatantly see the same people over and over (some pointed out a mother with a baby appearing twice in the same scene), not to mention whole shots and pan scenes. Perhaps you meant the KFP series, which I have only seen a handful of episodes.
If we are going to compare animation, I’d put ML somewhere with the Dragon Riders from HTTYD, I remember being disappointed with the quality of animation there.
bingespammy replied to your post “My dad is still looking at the wildlife job boards and sending me...”
Once I read that white straight males usually apply to jobs they don't have even half the requirements for and they still get the jobs because the rest of the people don't apply since they don't feel 100% qualified.... Maybe try applying and get a chance to shut your dad up while maybe getting a good answer at some point?
I’m, like, not even 25% qualified for that job. And I’ve been applying to stuff that I’m 90-100% qualified (and overqualified) for and not getting much. I’ve been applying to stuff that he sends, too, but not when it’s such a reach that I wouldn’t even get a half-second’s consideration.
I think at least half of the kwamis are Chinese or at least of Asian origin… But you’re right, that part of the fandom’s content is kinda racist
I totally think they are and like maybe I’m not interacting with the dash as much as you are but I’ve never seen them drawn that way.
And the reason I pointed out Egypt is cause of the episode in which they went to the museum that suggested that Ladybug has connections to the country. I think that’s still debatable as to if that’s canon but like. Still. She’s not from France regardless ppl.
