Marigami Week 2020

Lila's Downfall

-Marinette POV-

Marinette crossed her arms, anger stirring in her mind. Alya was angry as well, waiting for Marinette to say something. When she stayed silent, she decided to take the conversation into her hands.

“Marinette, what is your problem? You're so rude to Lila! Calling her a liar with no proof!” Alya growled, throwing her hands around to express her frustration. Her eyebrows furrowed together as she formed a glare upon her face. Marinette was holding back the flames inside her. She couldn't actually prove Lila was a liar without revealing her identity. But the lies that girl spat out were all ridiculous. She couldn't understand how anyone believed them. She had Adrien by her side, which did make her feel a bit more relieved. But they weren't doing anything to stop Lila. Just watching her downfall. Yet there had been no downfall for Lila. She was thriving. It seemed that her plans to take her friends away were succeeding. She bit her lip in her attempts to hold back the stream of tears from bursting. She dug her nails into her arms as she tried to calm down. One glance at Alya set her off.

“You don't understand, Alya! She's obviously a liar! She uses lies to get attention and get what she wants! She wants Adrien! She wants people to serve her!” she practically screamed as the tears escaped. Her words weren't sadly not as persuasive as Lila's, and Alya clenched her fist. She still didn't believe her.

“It's all because of Adrien! That's what this is all about!” she scoffed, disgusted. Marinette was hurt, placing a hand over her chest. She somehow thought it was all about jealousy? “Girl, get a grip! You don't own Adrien!”

“You still think this is about jealousy? I guess you forgot about Kagami,” she snarled, and Alya looked down to the floor in shame. She had remembered, of course. She chuckled at that. Her best friend didn't know her as well as she thought. “I obviously know I don't own Adrien. I don't hate Lila because of Adrien, I hate her because of all the lies!”

“You still have no proof! Show me the evidence that she's lying!” She placed her hands on her hips, waiting for her answer. She was put into a sticky situation. She had plenty of proof! She just couldn't reveal it. She hated her secret identity sometimes. In times like this where it would benefit her greatly. She guaranteed Alya would believe her if she confronted her as Ladybug, she thought bitterly. She loved Ladybug. Imagine her reaction when she found out she had been Ladybug this whole time?

“Where's your proof, hmm? You're a reporter, shouldn't you fact check everything you post? But no, you just eat up her lies and spread it everywhere,” Marinette shook her head, disappointed. Alya didn't have anything to say, knowing she was right. “I'm leaving. You clearly don't know me enough. Bye,” she waved her goodbye, and walked out of the empty classroom. She was glad Alya hadn't followed her. She didn't even realize she was still crying. She wiped her eyes, sniffing. Tikki opened the purse slightly, to glimpse at her chosen. She sighed, feeling her owner's pain.

Marinette walked down the steps, and headed toward her house, which was just across the street. When she entered the bakery, she hid her face, hoping to cover her red eyes. She didn't say anything either, just wanting to get into her room. Alya was her best friend, and it hurt to fight with her like that. But she kept ignoring her, telling her she had no proof. She couldn't stay silent when there was injustice in her class. Alya had fallen for her, just like basically everyone else.

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The next morning, she woke up late, like always. Her eyes felt swollen and when she looked in the mirror, she groaned when she saw what a mess she was. She tried her best to clean herself up, brushing her hair into pigtails, though some stray pieces sprung up. She had dark circles, and she sadly didn't have any makeup to cover it up. You'd think someone who was so into fashion would have at least some eyeshadow, but nope. She just shrugged, and did the best she could with what she had. She looked terrible, but not as much as before.

She grabbed her purse and backpack, and headed down stairs. She passed the counter, to grab a cookie for Tikki. She simply waved to her parents’ as she left for school. Tom and Sabine exchange a look, worrying for their daughter. They'd ask her what was wrong after school.

She really didn't want to go to school, but she was obliged to. She tried looking to the bright side, thinking ‘you didn't get akumatized!’ or ‘there's no akuma battle!’ but honestly she wished for an akuma to avoid school. She dreaded sitting next to Alya. She gulped as she turned the doorknob to her classroom, to see Nino in her seat once again. Yet again, they changed the seats without her. She tensed up as she passed Lila, who was sitting with Adrien again. She was so touchy, leaning against him. She saw his discomfort. She pitied him, and she was reaching a breaking point. She hated the eyes that studied her grouchy form. They held an anger, an anger that was bigger than yesterday. Of course Alya told everyone what happened. She seemed seemed comfort in Adrien, but he was busy with Lila. She knew Adrien didn't need to make her feel better, but she felt so alone. She shamefully took her seat in the back. Her lip quivered slightly, the tears threatening to spill. She took a deep breath, relaxing herself. Everything would be fine. Right?

She was listening to Ms. Bustier as she taught, when she felt a paper hit her head. Dazed, she lost what the teacher was saying. There was a crumpled paper laying on the desk, and she opened it up carefully. It read:

“Bully! Don't treat Lila like that again!”

She slammed her fist against the desk impulsively. She was seething, flames dancing in her blue eyes. “Who threw this at me?” She helped up the paper.

“Marinette, don't disrupt the lesson please!” Ms. Bustier warned, but she just ignored her. She couldn't care less about the trouble she could get in. She caught sight of Lila's smirk, and shivers soared through her spine. She was taking pleasure at her pain!

“It was me. You just needed a reminder,” Kim said smugly. “You better not treat her like that again!” he threatened, and Marinette laughed dryly. She tossed the paper back at him, and he blocked it with his hand. She looked to Adrien again, to see his begging eyes to not expose Lila. That just fueled her rage. He didn't understand what was happening! Lila was ruining her relationships, her reputation! Why did she have to care for her?

“Lila is a liar! You are all just too dumb to see through her blatant cries for attention!” she yelled out, unable to keep the words from spilling out of her mouth. The class gasped, then glared at her. She didn't react. She didn't care what they thought. Except for Adrien. She told herself she didn't care what he thought, but she really did. And the disappointment on his face was burned into her mind. She felt out of breath, anxiety clawing at her stomach. “Y..you guys can't see it..?” she asked desperately, looking around the room. She suddenly felt so small. They were all judging her. They towered over her, the glares piercing her. Lila's smile shattered her mind. Salt water poured down her cheeks, but they felt no sympathy. She felt the room start to spin, all of her classmates faces surrounding her. She had to get out of this classroom! Get away from their faces!

She ran to the door, then tripped on her own foot. She could barely lift herself back up, as the sobs racked her body. Adrien was the only one to come to her aid. But she refused him. He was just going to shun her like everyone else. She shoved him away, and ran out the door.

-Adrien POV-

“Marinette!” he cried out, but she was already too far away. He figured she needed some time to relax, so he gave up chasing after her. He just hoped she would be okay. His stomach twisted when her crying face flashed into his head. He couldn't help but feel guilty. But she tried to expose Lila. They had agreed not to do so, but she did anyway. She would be ok, surely. She was a strong girl. She would come back to her senses. He took his seat next to Lila, to see her fake crying.

“O..oh, Marinette is so mean!” she wiped a fake tear away from her eye, soaking up all the pity from them. He didn't agree with it, but he put up with it. She would bring herself down eventually. “I can't believe she would say those terrible, terrible things! You guys don't believe her, right?”

The whole class shook their heads violently, except Adrien. He just awkwardly shook his head. He didn't want to look bad either.

“Oh, I'm so glad I have you guys! Marinette reminds me of my old bullies, at my old school. They always tried to come after me, because they were jealous,” Adrien realized she was trying to turn them all against Marinette. This wasn't good. She was lying about the ‘old bullies’. Adrien understood that Lila's lies were not harmless. His friend was suffering. He cursed under his breath because he hadn't seen it sooner.

“I'm going to check on Marinette,” he blurted and he ran out of the classroom. He heard the grumbles of Lila, and whispers from the class as he left, but he needed to make sure she was okay.

-Marinette POV-

She sat on the toilet, sobbing into her hands. Tikki was trying her best to soothe Marinette, petting her head. All her attempts were useless. She was incredibly upset, more than ever before. They hated her. They hated her and replaced her with the new girl.

“Marinette, you need to calm down! You might attract an akuma!” she reminded her of the dangers, and she seemed to relax a tad. But it was too late to warn her about akumas, for one was flapping into the stall. She brushed all her emotions aside, facing the akuma head on.

“Marinette, are you in here?” Adrien's voice beckoned her, and she reluctantly left the stall. He saw the akuma fluttering away, and his eyes widened with fear. “Watch out!”

“Adrien, it's fine! I fought it off,” she placed her hands on his shoulders, trying to get some sense into him. He was speechless, his green eyes darting back and forth between her and the akuma.

“You.. fought… off.. the akuma?!” he repeated her words, utter disbelief filling his words. She nodded, then walked past him. She needed to purify the akuma, before it akumatized someone else.

“Sorry Adrien. I have to do something real quick,” she rushed out of the bathroom, leaving a confused and amazed boy alone. She reached a good distance away from him, and transformed. She spotted the akuma trying to get away, but she caught it with her yo-yo. The anxiety she didn't even know was there lifted as the white butterfly flew out. She breathed a sigh of relief, and she released her transformation. Now it was time to get back in class. Yay. She felt better now though. Tikki’s good vibes spread through her body when she transformed. She pet her head as she headed to class.

“Marinette! How did you fight off that akuma? What did you have to do?” Adrien ran up to her, wanting answers. She was pleasantly surprised when she didn't feel any nervousness or her mind turning to mush. She was just.. normal.

“I just did. And what I had to do was inform a certain bug to come take care of the akuma,” She winked at him, and kept walking to class. It wasn't far from the truth. She really didn't know how she rejected the akuma, and she did inform herself to purify the akuma. She just left some details out. Adrien still couldn't wrap his around it, but just relaxed and followed her back to class.

They entered the class, the door slamming against the wall. Marinette was still mad at them. A silence filled the once chatting classroom. They all watched her as she headed back to her seat, her posture full of confidence. They didn't deserve her kindness. She quaintly sat down in her seat, acting oblivious to the class. Adrien just slipped into his seat, feeling very, very awkward. He knew that he wouldn't let the class gang up on Marinette again though.

A fake sob was let out, and all eyes returned to Lila. Guess she couldn't handle not being the center of attention for a few seconds. “Marinette, why would you say such terrible things?”

“Yeah!”

“What's wrong with you?”

“We want answers, Marinette!”

The class boomed. Marinette remained unfazed, but inside she was fighting off her feelings of anger. She had to keep calm. She breathed deeply before responding.

“I just said the truth,” she said nonchalantly, leaning back into her seat. “Which is something Lila doesn't seem to do,” she added, Adrien holding his tongue. He saw Lila fuming angrily until she saw him looking. She faked sadness again, and he just rolled his eyes.

“What do you mean? Lila's not a liar!” Nino confronted Marinette, standing up from his seat. Marinette was wondering what Ms. Bustier was doing, but she didn't seem to be here. Oh well. All the better for her. “Yeah, Marinette. She's not a liar,” Alya defended Lila, and helping her boyfriend. She placed a hand on his shoulder, supporting him. She tried not to get angry, seeing her best friend putting her boyfriend before her. She didn't own Alya. She could have her own opinions. She repeated the words in her head.

“I'm sorry guys, but Marinette is right,” Adrien finally spoke up. Nino and Alya gasped, now confused. Marinette couldn't help the smirk that formed on her face. Adrien was at last helping her. The oblivious boy was learning! She loved the face Lila made, as if she had been betrayed. She was a good actor, but not good enough to fool her.

She had set her phone to ring automatically, so she could step out and transform. Lila needed some discipline. Ladybug had the proof she needed to show that she was right. She knew Adrien could back Ladybug up too. He had been there with Volpina. She opened her purse to let Tikki fly out.

“Are you sure this is a good idea?” Tikki asked, worry filling his squeaky voice. She felt happy that her kwami was worrying, but she knew what she was doing. Lila had made her suffer too much. It was time for payback. The expression in her face reassured Tikki, and she dipped her head down in acceptance. The pink light flashed as Ladybug appeared.

Ladybug kicked open the door, entering the room with a bang. Literally. She studied the room, the air so tense you could chop it a knife. She sauntered to Lila, who was smiling fakely, her eyes showing her true emotions. “So, Lila. Is what Marinette telling me true?” she questioned, acting innocent. Alya was bewildered, wondering how Mari got Ladybug here. Nino was still upset over Adrien not speaking up earlier. They were bros! Chloe didn't really believe Lila, but didn't care about Marinette. Now this was interesting though. Adrien was shocked beyond belief. He was frozen. And also nervous. His lady was right there.

“No! Marinette is lying. She's jealous!” she said, a little too aggressively. Her façade was crumbling down quickly. She still tried to fake to Ladybug, unaware she was Marinette. Ladybug wasn't having it. She had a bored look on her face, and yawned for extra effect. She then slammed her foot on the desk, scaring Adrien out of his daze. Lila was scooting back, sweating profusely. It was amusing to see the girl so confident about her lies earlier, now cowering below her. It felt very satisfying. But she was never satisfied. At least not until she debunked each and every one of her lies.

“Sure, Volpina. Oops, I meant Lila,” she giggled, enjoying every second of this. “Alya, wasn't Volpina here on Heroes day?”

“Y..yes,”

“But I thought you were with Prince Ali's family? How can this be?” She leaned in closer to Lila. She was finally seeing the downfall of Lila. The moment she had been awaited. And it was even better then she'd imagine, because now she was the cause. She was the cause of her downfall.

But was this really the right way? She was being sadistic, taking joy in her pain. She was acting just like Lila. She had already done enough to prove she was a liar to everyone. She'd rather not stop down to Lila's level. “Lila, I would appreciate you telling the truth please. I wish you good luck!” She ran out the classroom, and swung away, to derail the class. She ran back as fast as she could.

She was out of breath when she appeared back in class, but the class was too absorbed in confronting Lila that they took no notice. They were really going at her. What did she expect? Her lies couldn't hold up forever.

“You lied to us?”

“Why did you do that?”

“Not cool!”

Marinette wanted to rub some salt in the wound. Not to Lila, but her classmates. “Guys, aren't you being too harsh? You're hurting her feelings,” she mimicked them, reminiscing on their own words. They lowered their heads in shame as they seemed to remember their idiotic actions.

She was now satisfied. Even if she had to deal with another akumatized Lila, she was done with her. She dug her own grave. Now it her time to sleep in it. She felt the slightest bit of pity, but she was constantly reminded of the threats she said to Marinette in the bathroom. She wanted to ruin her. It was simply was she deserved.

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To See Her Laugh - Jesstra Fanfic

i am so tired and my eyes are swollen lmao so have this piece i wrote pretty quickly but i still like it kind of??? enjoy!! it is female!jesse x petra btw!! :>>

Jesse placed the last block on the statue she was building. She took a couple steps back, her hand stroking her chin as she studied her build tediously, looking for any possible mistakes. She was so lost in her statue, she hadn't noticed Petra had sneaked up on her.

“Boo!” Petra roared, jumping in front of Jesse's view. Jesse fell to the ground, letting out a little yelp of surprise. “Haha! Got you!” she boasted, lifting out her hand to Jesse while still chuckling. Jesse rolled her eyes playfully and took Petra's hand. “What are you building?” Petra asked, leaning on the side of the statue.

“Something for my town. As you can see, I'm kind of busy,” she answered, searching through her inventory for the right material. Petra's eyes grew a bit dim, and Jesse immediately felt bad. She knew everyone was busy, Axel, Olivia. Lukas… They didn't have to time to hang, and even if Petra didn't say anything now, she could still see in her eyes the loneliness and longing. She sighed, tearing her gaze away from her work. “Well.. You know I'll always have time for you,” she added, winking teasingly. Petra blushed a light red, but she buried her face into her hands.

“Come on, let's go explore!” Jesse said, grabbing her hand and dragging her to the gates of Beacontown. She saw Petra's eyes start to light up again, a warm feeling in her heart. “I'll race you!” she giggled, as she started sprinting.

“Hey, no fair! I wasn't prepared!” Petra scolded jokingly. Though Jesse did have a head start, Petra was gaining up on her. When Petra did finally pass Jesse, she gave her a wink and dashed away. Her already pounding heart somehow got faster, and she nearly tumbled after that distraction. She shook it off and kept on going.

They came to an abrupt stop when there was a deep hole right in front of them. They glanced at one other, giving each other a knowing smirk. They leaped down the deep, dark hole, enjoying the fall. They landed carefully, though Jesse still fell on her face. Petra snorted, doubling over with laughter. Even though her face hurt terribly, to see Petra laughing, that was all that mattered.

“Ready to explore?”

“You bet I am.”

You know what’s incredibly irritating? When you’re unconsciously stimming, eg tapping your leg, playing with your jewelry etc in a very special way, then suddenly stop, then realizing something is missing, wanting to return to wiggling your leg but not knowing how exactly you moved it because you did it unconsciously so it just feels wrong no matter what you try you just don’t get that satisfying feeling of That Special Move™️ back so it feels like something important is missing or is it just me

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.

Sometimes (lots of times) (all the time), I have the urge to do a thing but i dont know what. Or, I feel weird, but can't figure out why or what to do to fix it. ADHD, executive dysfunction, how I feel, and the phase of the moon can all make it really hard for me to think of a solution to the issue -- or even know what the issue IS. And while meds and regular sleep certainly help, for better or for worse my brain just isn't wired for this.

So, I decided to outsource my brain.

I couldn't find an app that did what I wanted or was customizable enough for me to fake it. Therefore I built an analog external brain to do my thinking for me.

First, I bought a small, 100-or-so page notebook. It was about eight bucks at my Local Corporate Book Retailer.

Then, I logicked out all the possibilities I might have trouble braining, and started adding each step to the book -- kind of like a choose-your-own-adventure novel.

Here's an example path, which starts with me knowing what I want, and the analog brain telling me how to get there. I twisted my ankle a couple weeks ago and keep forgetting to do things to make it better, so here's my solution:

[image: Do you know what you want? Yes -> 1, No -> 32. Yes is circled]

Yes, analog brain, I know what I want! Let me flip to page 1.

[Image of Page 1: What do you want to do? Exercise -> 2 is circled. Other options include Read -> 13, Watch something -> 20, Eat ->31, Be creative -> 25, Have an adventure ->26, Clean something ->28, Learn something->29.]

Still know what I want, so I flip to page 2.

[Image page 2: What kind of exercise do you want to do? PT -> 5 is circled. Other options include Weights -> 3, Cardio -> 4, Yoga -> 9, Something quick -> 10, Hiking -> 11, Adventure -> 12]

Skipping some pages now! Since this is meant to bounce me around, it doesn't make sense to try and read it in order. (On the plus side, that makes it super easy to add new options to any part of the tree).

[Image page 5: What kind of PT? Ankle ->6 is circled. Other options include Knee->6a, Neck->7, Shoulders->8.]

(When I first numbered the pages, 6 and 6a werw stuck together, whoooops)

[Image page 6: A list of ankle PT exercises]

Eyyyyy my external brain showed me how to do my flippin' PT so my ankle stops hurting! Yay!

But what about when I don't know wtf is wrong or wtf I want? There's an app analog brain for that! (Yes I'm aware its called a decision tree or process flow or what have you. Let me have this).

[Image: Do you know what you want? No->32 is circled]

No, spacebook, idfk what's wrong, I can't brain today.

[Image page 32: How are you feeling? In pain ->33 is circled. Other options include Overstimulated->37, Understimulated, Panicky->43.]

(As you can see, I have plans to add a page for overstimulated but have not done it yet.)

Oh yeah my ankle kinda hurts, maybe I can do something about that...

[Image of page 33: What kind of pain? Knee/ankle/neck/etc ->35 is circled. Other options include Menstrual nonsense->34, Head->38.]

[Image of page 35: Joint/old injury pain: Take advil, Ice or heat, Massage, Foam roll, Warm bath, PT exercises. Under the last option are subsets Ankle->6 (circled), Neck->6a, Knees->7.]

...Aaaand now I'm back around to my list of ankle PT exercises! And I didnt have to think at all!

Anyway -- all it takes to make something like this for yourself is a notebook and some time to think the logic through. You can start by making lists (not in the notebook) of questions you have trouble braining in the moment, and what some solutions are. Then number your pages, and get started!

hi

im making a separate account for all my elder scrolls stuff. ill post art, writing, screenshots, etc. i will post a lot about my ocs. if you want to see that, follow @elder-doggo

I wish more people knew how affected our emotions and emotional responses are by ADHD. Everyone will experience their ADHD differently, so feel free to cross out what applies to you! I’ve only recently started externalizing emotions again and..it’s crazy how much energy I put into holding it all back - without great success. Here’s my patreon! (is this a smooth topic change?)

this game.... it was before its time...

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