oops my hand slipped and made a whole one shot about this that somehow got angsty
Hawkmoth smacked his cane down in anger, as he watched his son call Marinette just a friend once more. He whacked his face with his hand, sighing at Adrien's obliviousness. He pitied the poor girl as her face put on a fake smile, when she was clearly heart broken because he couldn't see she loved him. There was nothing he could do, sadly, for he didn't want to akumatize her, since she would go after Adrien, therefore endangering him. So, he rubbed his chin while he was lost in thought. Then the idea hit him. If his ship wouldn't work in the real world, why not the fiction world?
“Nooroo, dark wings fall!” he shouted, his suit disappearing to be replaced with his civilian attire. He seemed eager for an odd reason, which made Nooroo tilt his head to the right slightly in confusion.
“Master, why are you so excited?” he asked innocently, his small, frail voice breaking the silence in the room. Gabriel looked at Nooroo, a smirk on his lips. The kwami felt uneasy, worrying for his owner's sanity.
“I am going to write fanfiction!” he declared loudly, making Nooroo jump at the booming noise. Gabriel walked to the elevator, as his kwami flew to his side as they ascended. Natalie was there, a tablet in her hand.
“Natalie, when Adrien gets home, tell him to come to my office,” he says dismissively, and heads to his office. He settles himself into his seat, and cracked his fingers in preparation for the typing that was about to ensue.
‘Adrien walked into the classroom, his eyes immediately darting to Marinette,’ was the first sentence he wrote. The rush he felt was invigorating. This was his world. Anything could happen. He chuckled evilily, continuing the writing. The clicking of the keys as his fingers swiftly tapped them, forming his wonderful story.
Adrien poked his head through the doorway cautiously. He was afraid he had stepped in at the wrong time, for he looked so busy as he clattered away. His suspicions were proven wrong, when his father had spoken.
“Adrien! My son!” he said, a strange energetic beat in his usually cold tone. Adrien raised an eyebrow, his green eyes studying him carefully. He looked a lot more happy and upbeat. “Come have a seat,” he invited, gesturing to the chairs in front of his desk.
“What did you need, father?” he was fiddling with his ring anxiously. Had he done something wrong? No, because he wouldn't be so.. weird if he had.
“I need you to stop calling Marinette ‘just a friend!’ It's ruining my ship!” he cried out, slamming his fist on the desk in a sudden burst of rage. Adrien was wondering if his father was okay. How did he know he called Marinette that? What was a ship?
“Father, what do you mean?” He was genuinely scared for his father's mental state. He knew he was messed up after his mother left, but not this bad! Was he going insane? Gabriel just folded his hands together cynically.
“I mean that you should realize you love her, and she loves you! So my shop can be canon!” he explained, and Adrien looked at Natalie, who was standing by the door, for help. Natalie simply shrugged. He was blushing furiously, his skin turning red. This caused Gabriel to smirk at him, mischief dancing in his eyes. Natalie was just a bystander. Who was trying not to yell at her boss for not seeing she loved him. Like father, like son.
“M..Marinette's just a f..friend!” he stammered nervously, squirming under his burning gaze. Then he placed his face into his hands, while holding back screams.
“Haha.. There's that famous line!” he laughed hysterically. Adrien wanted to get out of here. He felt Plagg pinch him. Plagg was with Gabriel. His chosen was so blind, just like everyone else. But this man was an exception. He knew how painful it was to watch them, all the awkwardness, flirting, and just plain idiocy. Until he realized, how did he know? Oh well, he was just glad someone agreed with him. He had to stop himself from phasing through his jacket and start ranting along with him.
“Son, you love her,” he got up out of his seat and wandered to Adrien's side. He placed his hands on his shoulders. “You have to see it!” he yelled, shaking him. “Please! I need Adrienette to be canon!”
“Um.. haha.. oh, beep beep! My miracu- I mean phone is ringing someone must be calling me!” he said flustered, as he ran out of the room. His father noticed the slip up, and the realization dawned on him. HE WAS CAT NOIR!!!! This made it all the more complicated. He loved Ladybug! But, this means Ladrien and Marichat and Ladynoir!! He squealed in delight, and started dancing in his office. Natalie could barely believe she loved this man.
“Sir, please calm down!” she received a crazed look from Gabriel as he ran out the room. She sighed, and pushed her glasses up.
“ADRIENETTE! LADRIEN! MARICHAT! LADYNOIR!” he shouted, then saw the flaw in his chanting. He didn't know who Ladybug was! Marinette and Ladybug were competing! He couldn't have that! So he decided to set out to reveal her identity.
He was standing in his hideout once more, as he was watching his akuma do its work. It was harmless, to avoid hurting Cat Noir, but it was agile and could get the miraculouses or reveal Ladybug's identity! Then the akuma threw Cat Noir far away. (HOW DID THAT HAPPEN I CLEARLY STATED NOT TO HURT HIM) The akuma also managed to grab one her earrings. Her transformation was fading, the pink light appearing as her suit dissipated. He caught a glimpse of her face without the mask, and gasped dramatically. It was Marinette! Yes! Now all his ships were canon!! He was jumping around in joy. He didn't care about the miraculous anymore. He made him drop it and revoked the akuma. Now that his ship was canon, he had decided to quit evil, for the sake of his son and his future daughter in law.
Ladybug was panicking as she lost one earring, but she got a grip on herself, and swung the yo-yo at the akuma. She was able to stop it before it hit them, because they were already de evilized. She was dazed, after losing one part of the miraculous and now the akuma was gone. She didn't even see Cat Noir come up.
“Oh my goodness.. Marinette?!” he screamed, for he had accidentally seen her face. THE GIRL HE LOVED WAS MARINETTE?!?!? She was brought back to reality when he screamed, and she had forgotten to collect the earring. Her blue eyes widened in shock, and she started running around wildly. She just revealed her identity. NOOOO!!
“M’lady..” he breathed, unable to comprehend what happened. She wasn't any better, if not worse. She quickly grabbed the remaining part of her miraculous in order to hide her face again. She also remembered that THE AKUMA VICTIM WAS STILL HERE!! She picked up the guy, and lowered them down to the ground. She was distraught, but she had a job to do.After, she returned to Cat Noir.
“So, yeah, I am Marinette. Surprise?” she admitted, her brave attitude she had as Ladybug now breaking away to show her Marinette. Now that he knew, he could see the similarities. Her sense of justice, her confidence, her kindness. He saw it all.
“I just can't believe, that the girl who say behind me was you..” he said mindlessly. She stiffened and placed her hands on her heads.
“ADRIEN?!?!” she shrieked, and he placed his hand over his mouth at his mistake. She had reverted back to freaking out.
Hawkmoth was proud. He had finally united the two. He left the lair, a happiness he hadn't felt in a long time in his heart. He was happy his son had finally found his love. He looked to Nooroo.
“Nooroo. Thank you for assisting me. But I will no longer need you for I am giving up being a villain,” the kwami was swelling with pride and happiness. Though Gabriel could be terrible to him, they had unconsciously bonded each time he transformed. He flew away into the brooch, and was placed into the box. He looked at the painting of his wife. “I'm sorry, Emilie.. I love you..” he lowered his head. He missed her so much. But he had to focus on the future. He reached inside for the peacock miraculous.
“Son,” he called to Adrien, who was trying to sneak through the door with Marinette. He stopped in his tracks.
“Oh, h..hey father!” he grinned anxiously. He had been caught. His father had a warm smile upon his face. He went to Marinette, and placed the two boxes in her hands. They were unaware of what he was doing, and they exchange a look of questioning.
“I'm sorry, Adrien. I've been a terrible father. But return this to the guardian,” he said, right before giving him a tight hug. Adrien gasped, tears welling in his viridescent eyes. He returned the embrace, holding him. Marinette was nearly crying too. It was great his father had seen his wrongs. But what did he mean return to the guardian? She took a peek of what was inside.
There was the missing miraculouses. The butterfly and the peacock. “H..Hawkmoth?” she choked out. He nodded, guilt contorting his face. Adrien pulled away, and hurt filled his eyes.
“I understand if you hate me. I just wanted your miraculous to bring your mother back,” he turned to walk away, but Adrien grabbed his arm. Gabriel was afraid he would be angry, but he knew that what he had done was irredeemable.
“Father.. I forgive you,” he said, those words taking him surprise. “Me too,” Marinette added. He never thought they would accept it so well. After all, he had massacred the city so many times. Endangered thousands.
“You do?”
“Of course,” he smiled at him, tears flowing down his cheeks. He was just happy to get his father back. He missed the way he was before his mom was gone. He wanted her back. But he had his father and Marinette. And he was perfectly content with them.
“High school. The arena of teenage angst.”
Hawkmoth
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
i was trying to fight a scamp in castle kvatch but i tripped over something that turned out to be martin. then i tried firing flames at the scamp, but martin chose that moment to regain consciousness, took a fireball to the face, and collapsed again. the battle for kvatch was fun
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.
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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.
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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.
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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."
this is absolutely what is happening at my sanctuary. i killed them for the quest, but then i revived them using console commands and now they're just like,,, chilling there
im trying to imagine like,,,arquen and the new recruits entering the cheydinhal sanctuary when the rest of the family ISN’T purified would be such a weird mix
like first of all hey arquen i know i KNOW lucien told u the sanctuary was purified BUT hear me out…..no
also the new recruits are always like “hello oh most revered listener thank you for honoring me” but i cant imagine the others being anything but “hey target practice i got u more apples” like ?? absolute clash bonus points if the new ones get all bothered like “u have to respect the Listener” and vicentes like “seniority points”
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.
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!
I realize these are actually really obvious but it was uncomfortable for me when i first learnt these as a young artist :’) Feel free to add on, it’ll probably be more ~spicy~ than whatever I can come up with!
Hey, lesbians and wlw can still sexualize and fetishize mlm relationships. Just bc you like girls doesn’t excuse you from the gross behavior. Please stop.
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?)
a lot of people want adrien to be more distant to gabriel or whatever with these headcanons, for some adrien angst. i would much rather gabriel try to fix the relationship. while he is neglectful, he can repair it. he loves adrien, and adrien loves gabriel. gabriel can become a better father and person. it doesn't change what he did, but adrien deserves a caring father, and i hope the show will progress their relationship, like they did in gorizilla or something like that.
he lives quietly as a monk at weynon priory, near the city of chorrol
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