No... Jauffre.. Please Come Back

Reminders for the ML Fandom

The kids in this show are currently 14-15 years old.

This show’s target audience are children who are younger than the characters. So, not you, not me, not any user that should be using tumblr.

There are MULTIPLE seasons left. Stop acting as if the show ends at the end of this season whenever something happens.

Writing isn’t bad just because you have a problem with something that a character says or does.

Marinette and Adrien are Yin and Yang, and as Master Fu has even said, “they’re made for each other”. Which means endgame. It’s been foreshadowed since S1, how can you possibly think otherwise?

Take a breath. If the show itself is continuing to cause you so much stress and salt (two things that are really bad for your health) then maybe it’s time to take a step back from it.

You remember what it’s like being a teenager, right? As a teen, we would do dumb stuff. We were nervous and scared and anxious around our crushes and the thought of them knowing how we feel is, like, the scariest thing in the world. Most likely you’re an adult now and you don’t feel this way, or at least much, anymore. So you’re projecting your current self onto the characters and expecting them to react how you would. But they’re not you! They’re like 14 year old you. Not that much time should’ve passed that you can’t remember yourself, or your friends, or your siblings and how you or they were like at that age. That being said, kids are supposed to be relating and learning from this. Stop acting like its existence is to please you specifically, because it’s not. Whenever an event happens, like Chat finding out Ladybug loves someone else, or Marinette finding out Adrien loves someone else, or Luka/Kagami coming into the picture, everyone loses their minds and starts assuming the worst and voicing those opinions and feelings like it’s fact. This is a multi-season show that could very well have more seasons than even the creators themselves know about at this point in time. When have you ever watched a multi-season show where what was going on in the beginning is still is mega prevalent and really the only thing going at the end? Relax, there’s plenty of time for things to be worked out and for new issues to arise. Marinette or Adrien could tell the other one that they hate their guts and I can guarantee that they would be feeling just about the opposite by the end of this show. A lot can change in a short amount of time! I mean, have you ever watched an Asian drama? So you don’t like that Alya didn’t stick up for Marinette in Chameleon and ignored her claim about Lila because she thought she was being jealous, or that Kagami isn’t what you envisioned in your mind after seeing her briefly in Riposte, or that Marinette’s always had the tendency to be obsessive about Adrien and do crazy and embarrassing things when it comes to him too. I totally get all that. Having a preconceived notion about a character that’s just been introduced to be wrong when you start actually getting to know them, or you’ve only seen part of what they’re like and they do something you don’t like, is no reason to claim bad writing. I’ve seen bad writing from shows from all over the world my entire life, and this isn’t it. You know the ones, the ones that make you just want to hit your head on something to put yourself out of your misery when the characters have a conversation for five minutes. If this show’s writing was so bad like tumblr users like to keep saying, it wouldn’t be mega popular like it is to the point where a majority of people have at least heard of or seen something from the show. There’s always room for improvement, of course, but not agreeing with some things doesn’t equal bad writing.

Yin and Yang. Extremely obvious that they’re both alike and very different at the same time, that they compliment each other both when they’re around one another, and also when they’re not, but going through similar things at around the same time. The parallels emphasize this all the time. This is a story about characters growing up, learning, changing, and experiencing life - with the add-on responsibility of saving Paris (and later, the rest of the world) from danger. We’d have no story if by season 2, Marinette and Adrien were dating and everything went happily for the rest of the show. That’s not how life works. One mishap, one misunderstanding, one new crush, that’s not going to change the outcome of these two but in a more natural and positive way. I honestly don’t understand why anyone who no longer finds joy in something would continue sticking to it, if that applies to some users who find the need to post constant salt. It’s okay to be frustrated at times, but it’s not if it’s a common thing. That’s just unhealthy. You may say you have the right to post it, but people also have the right to ask you not to, as this is a community that’s dedicated to the love for something. Because while you may not like the show, or be able to stand how it’s progressing anymore, there are a lot of us that still do, and always will, and all the salt just brings everybody down. We would like to share our thoughts and feelings about what the show is - not always have to read salt about what it isn’t.

Sparky with melons

People being angry about ~dem gays~ on Target’s Facebook.

bro... that is messed up....

I LOVE THIS IDEA SM

If we have Martin and HoK being Miraculous holders... Does that mean that the Guardian is... Jauffre? Who loses the Divine Miraculous because he hid it in a sock drawer?

I like it. Heʻs the one who knew Martinʻs real identity, so it makes plenty of sense. 

Iʻm still trying to envision the Dragon and Bunny miraculouses combined too. That is one weird mythological creature and it sounds cool as heck. 

Meet You Again - Silvaze Fanfic

I love this ship so much lmao. Please enjoy, I worked very hard on this! :)

Silver yawned deeply, stretching tiredly in his little recliner as he endlessly flipped through the channels on TV, nothing appearing to be interesting. His eyes drooped depressingly, and had dark bags underneath. His amber oculars were so lifeless and dull, all the energy lost from him.

Silver had always felt empty.. For so long he felt like something was missing. Like there was something erased from his life. It was like a literal hole in his mind and heart. Nothing he ever did replaced it. He was used to it by now. He could barely remember a time when he actually felt something. Whether it be good or bad. He couldn't cry. He couldn't laugh or smile. He couldn't feel anything. He felt numb. Of course, he constantly felt physical pain. His head would burst into fits of intense throbbing pain, reminding him of the missing pieces within his memories. Shattered and scattered, and he was unable to piece them together.

He still had friends, somehow. Sonic and Amy would sometimes come over, bring baked goods, make sure he was taking care of himself. He hung out with them at times, just simple lunch dates and whatever. But he could never really get into the fun. All he could do was watch as if from a distance, wishing he could enjoy something.

Shadow would come around sometimes too. It was weird to see Shadow act concerned, especially for Silver. He guessed most of his friends would only come by to make sure he was still living. But Silver couldn't really say he was living. This didn't really feel like living. Just barely holding on to the fragile string that is life.

He constantly pondered what was his purpose. Why had he been put on this world, just to feel lost? What could fill this void within him? Whenever Silver scanned through the shards of his mind, he found no continuity. No pattern. No correlation. Nothing made sense. He could catch glimpses of something, someone. They were a breathtaking lilac, but that was all he could see before it would disappear into the depths of his mind. It was the closest he came to feeling something.

*Knock knock*

Silver winced at the sudden loud noise intruding the ambience. It was one of those days where he had a terrible aching headache. He rubbed his head, and levitated out of his seat to the front door.

He took a quick peek into the peephole, to spot a blue blob standing outside his door. Must be Sonic, Silver thought. He opened up the door, putting on his best smile he could. After years of feeling empty, he had practically perfected his smiles.

"Hey, Silver!" Sonic said enthusiastically. "Amy and I have set up a picnic for today, and we're inviting some people over! I think it'd be great for you to get out, especially since I think there's someone you should meet," he winked suggestively, bumping Silver with his elbow playfully. Silver involuntarily rolled his eyes. But something inside him seemed to be urging him on.

"When and where is it?" Silver asked, the monotone voice he had lifting slightly. The slightest bit of emotion had managed to slip into him. This tiny bit of feelings managed to overwhelm him. He couldn't understand what the feeling was, but it was somewhat pleasant. It felt like a voice was calling distantly from the void in his head, telling him to go.

"It'll be in Amy's backyard, at around.. 3PM to like, 9 or something today. Really it depends on her," Sonic shrugged his shoulders. "Think you can come?"

"Not like I have anything else to do, so sure,"

"Great! Uh.. see you then?" He flashed a thumbs up. "Oh! By the way, I think you'll like this person. I'll introduce you tonight," Sonic said, then sped away.

Silver's heart suddenly started beating faster, pounding loudly in his chest. His face started to get warmer and warmer. Was this… nervousness? Was he finally feeling something? After so long of just nothingness.. now he could feel. It was such a small feeling, simply insignificant to anyone else. But to him, he felt breathless. He couldn't comprehend why this certain event had triggered such a reaction.. but he wasn't going to take it for granted. He wanted to feel more.

He checked his wall clock, to see it was 2PM already! Silver sighed, for someone who was so fast, he had a knack for being late. Silver had to get ready quickly! He didn't want to miss this event that had sparked his first emotions in forever.

Silver ran to his bathroom, finally showering after weeks of avoiding it. He hadn't cared then, but now he had the motivation. The water running through his fur felt so refreshing, energizing him.

He dried up, then brushed his teeth, trying to freshen up his breath. He combed through his chest fur and tried to style the fur on his head. He wanted to look good for this mystery person Sonic had in mind. He wondered if a bow tie would be too much, but figured he wanted to go all out today. He sprayed a bit of cologne, adjusted his bow tie one last time, and then he was ready.

Silver glanced at himself in the mirror, seeing his amber eyes had managed to brighten up a lot. His fur was no longer all unkempt and matted, instead carefully brushed and smooth. He was glowing, inside and out.

Silver checked his clock, it being 2:45PM. Great, he still had 25 minutes! More than enough time for him. He felt so excited to go to this picnic. He didn't know what was different about today, but he loved it. He felt good. He hoped this feeling would last.

-----

Silver had flown all the way to Amy's house. It wasn't a great distance away, but it still had exhausted his powers. He landed abruptly, accidentally releasing his powers earlier than he wanted to in his anticipation. He was launched to the ground at a fast pace.

Silver braced himself for the hit onto the cement walkway, closing his eyes tight as tight as possible, only to be met with a gentle, warm hold. He opened his eyes to see a lilac colored cat, who had just saved him from that painful impact.

He gasped in sync with the cat. She was the exact color of the person that would pop up randomly in his head. He studied the depths of her eyes, her sharing the same honey yellow gaze he did. She placed him down carefully, staring back at him.

Silver felt that hole inside him that had tortured him for so long, slowly start to fill. He didn't even know her name, but just seeing her and feeling her presence had managed to make him explode with emotions. Her aura felt so familiar yet so foreign.

"..Hi," Silver greeted her shyly, one of his hands starting to scratch the back of his head nervously. "I'm Silver," he gulped, hoping she didn't think bad of him, especially after such an embarrassing fall.

"Hello.. I'm Blaze," she fidgeted with her fingers, her eyes lowering to stare at the ground. The air around them was so tense, yet bursting with feelings.

"Oh, hey, Silver and Blaze! See you two met each other before I could introduce you!" Sonic swooped in, saving them from their awkwardness, with his hands full of food supplies. "I'm kind of busy right now, but good to see you two together!" Then he left as fast as possible.

"Why don't we head to the backyard?" Silver asked, stepping out of his comfort zone. Blaze had awoken something inside him. He couldn't let her get away. She caused this inside him, and he couldn't let her go. He felt connected to her, like they were destined to be together.

"S..sure," Silver impulsively took her hand, holding her hand tight yet gentle in his grip. He didn't realize what he was doing, just wanting her close to him. Blaze was shocked, but she didn't stop him.

-----

They had grabbed a blanket from Amy and laid it down onto the grass. They each had a bottle of water. The smell of grilled burgers and hotdogs filled the air. Chit chat consumed the area. Silver didn't know how to start chit chat with Blaze, even as he watched all his friends just strike up conversations with random people.

"So.." Silver started, but trailed off as he didn't know what to say. He didn't know why he stayed with her. Why he brought her back here and sat with her. He was just drawn to her. And she seemed to be too.

"I'm gonna be honest.. I don't know what to say," he chuckled nervously. But then he saw Blaze giggle a little. His heart jerked, his face consumed by blush once again.

"I too… don't know what to say," she said, smiling softly. She looked so beautiful to him.. her silky lavender fur shining brightly, her wondrous eyes that held such emotion.. everything was breathtaking.

"You know.. we only just met.. but I feel like I want to tell you everything.." Silver said, sounding distant as if trapped in his thoughts. He was struggling to recall the memories he could've had with her. It couldn't be just a coincidence, considering the sudden change in his mental state because of her. That purple color consumed his mind, yet he could not pull up anything. They were so close, yet so far from him.

"Haha.. strangely, me too.." she trailed off, her voice almost trembling. Her voice was so gentle and soft, but Silver felt as if it held a hidden fierceness and power.

"Ok.. then here's a question. Where were you, emotionally, before this picnic?" Silver blurted out. "I..I mean, only if you want to answer,"

"No no, it's okay," she reassured. "Before this picnic… I felt empty.. like there was something missing.." Silver's eyes widened in surprise. "ha.. it feels weird, but also natural to share this with you.."

Silver paused. "That's exactly how I felt before this picnic too! But as soon as Sonic came around to tell me about it, it was like something came over me. I was so excited to go to this, after years of feeling dull,"

"Maybe we're meant to be," Blaze joked, though he could feel in her words that she meant it seriously. He spotted her delicate hand laying on the blanket. His own hand was just inching closer, preparing himself to just take the risk.

"Maybe.." Silver breathed out softly, gently but swiftly grabbing Blaze's hand. She turned her head to face him, a look of shock upon her face. But she relaxed a bit, and squeezed his hand. Silver gave her a small smile, a light pink brushing his cheeks.

"You know.. it feels like I know you. But I know that can't be possible.." Blaze started. "Like it feels like there's memories missing from my brain," Blaze told him, as she was subconsciously slowly inching closer to Silver's body.

"It's kind of spooky, haha. I keep feeling the same things you do," Silver laughed. "It's so strange, but it's not like I don't like it.. in fact.. I think I love it," he smirked mischievously. Blaze became increasingly red, and hid her face in her free hand.

The two of them had had unknowingly gotten incredibly close to one another. They had been talking for just a few minutes now, yet they felt so inseparable.

-----

The bright blue sky had started to fade into a vibrant orange and pink, the sun falling away as the moon slowly crept in as time passed. Him and Blaze had laid down together on the blanket, still holding each other's hand. Everyone was gathered together, chatting quietly, most watching the sky. The two of them were more far away, in their own little corner of the yard.

"The sky looks so beautiful.." Blaze watched in awe. The two of them hadn't gone out much, a sunset was pretty strange to them.

"..Like you.." Silver whispered, just barely loud enough for Blaze to hear. He glanced over at her, to see her cheeks growing redder. He smiled tenderly, feeling love fill his heart. He'd never felt love before, but it felt familiar. He loved the feeling of love.

Blaze turned to her side, grabbing onto Silver's arm, basically hugging it. She rubbed her head against his fur, cozying up to him. He turned his head to stare into her eyes, to see her eyes filled with love. It felt so intimate.

Silver turned over as well, so they were face to face. His face was gradually getting closer and closer to hers, as he used his free hand to crable her face fondly.

Blaze then closed the gap between them, lips collapsed together. Silver closed his eyes, deepening the kiss they shared.

Suddenly, everything made sense.

The memories rushed into his head, each one flashing as he remembered each and everyone of them.

This was Blaze. The Blaze he worked with to beat Iblis. The Blaze he knew so well. The Blaze that sacrificed herself for him. The Blaze that he loved.

"...It's you," he whispered once they had finally separated. Tears formed in his eyes, unable to comprehend his reality. "I… I thought I would never see you again.." he said as the tears fell.

"Oh Silver, you're so naive.. didn't I tell you we would meet again?" she chuckled as her own tears began to spill.

"I love you, Blaze.."

"I love you too, Silver."

boys complimenting me:

me: :// 

my teacher leaving an ‘excellent work!!!’ on my essay: 

me, holding a wall for support: bro i’m just…..bro i’m just really teary i’m ghjdgfsdhjfjsdhf i’m hgjggjkhfkdjgj wow thank you idk what to say….bro idk why i’m fjhdsfkjdfg crying right now 

me: *touches apple*

imperial guards:

honestly? im anti self dx but i kinda feel like it can be good? like if u do a lot of research and just know like “hey i probably have this disorder. i should try to get a proper diagnosis so i can get treatment for it.”

but dont just like. look up some disorder and see that one of the symptoms is sadness and just go “oh :’( i have this and you have to respect that uwu” cause my man i can assure you that you are not a fucking doctor.

Why So Much Salt?!

So this might actually be a controversial post since so many people in the Miraculous Ladybug fandom love salt and hating on the creators, but I think the fandom has crossed the line.

It seems like every episode I see so many post hating on the writing and characters and ultimately there is always a post coming at Thomas Astruc himself. Mind you, a lot of these post are brutal and show literal hate to the author of the show for little details here and there that people don’t really like, no matter how opinion based these issues are.

I don’t understand how all these basic manners the fandom excels at when it comes to fan writings and fan art are all thrown out the window when someone manages to have their original ideas actually publicized. When it comes to fan written work, if people don’t like it, they just ignore it and don’t write hateful things in the comment section. If they enjoy most of it, but have a few places here and there they don’t care for, they still usually like the work and make nice comments. However, when it comes to Thomas, or any other publized creator for that matter, because I feel like this does not just happen with MLB, people feel free to spew their hate on the smallest little details instead of just commenting on what they like or enjoyed about the episode. Thomas gets direct hate thrown at him for people’s opinion on little details all the time.

Look, at the end of the day, this is Thomas’ show, and these are his characters. This is his original story, his original world, and his original project. He got the funding to make his original idea come to life and people of all ages all over around the globe have loved it! Even if you think your fan fictions, one-shots, or AUs are better than the actual show, they would not exist without Thomas and his original idea. Even if you think you can write the characters better, they are his characters, and not yours. We can have fun using the characters and the universe he created, and we can add some of our own originality by coming up with AUs or adding changes to characters, but at the end of the day, the original story is his, and he can do what he wants with it. We as a fandom should respect him like we would fellow tumblr writers in the sense that even if we do not like his work, we just ignore it, and move on, because it’s not our baby, it’s his. If you do not like the actual show, feel free to stop watching it and only consume fan fiction based off of his idea. That way, people who enjoy the show do not have to deal with seeing hateful comments after every episode from people who should have stopped watching long ago if they really feel the way they say.