Chloe: *mocking Tone* Oh Look At Me! Im Marinette! Im Attractive And Talented And Everyone Likes Me!

I am disappointed. I am disappointed in Disney Channel for not only censoring Girl Meets World from its full potential but also for cancelling it before its last season. I am disappointed in all of the venues that didn’t see the potential in taking over Girl Meets World and creating a show even better than it originally was.

However, I am not disappointed in the fandom. We fought for months, and for those first ten days, it was amazing to see the entire fandom come together even though we usually fight over trivial things such as our ships.

I will never forget this show–just like how I will never forget Boy Meets World. It ended too soon, but I’ll never regret the ship wars, the endless rants, the cries, or the laughter. It was beautiful, but all good things must come to an end.

first vs last appearances

       the core four

mysterio: yeah, there's a multiverse

miles when he sees mysterio:

i think we as a fandom need to appreciate how important and rare it is to have such a strong female character who not only stands on her own, is a role model, AND doesn’t rely on men to have a likable personality. 

julie molina is such a strong female character, and is a perfect template for all women in the media. 

anyway stan kenny ortega and jatp for giving us nontoxic male characters, not one, not two, but THREE amazing and spectacular female characters, and one of the best tv show soundtracks that i’ve ever heard.

Ladybug AU where it's Adrien who gets nervous around Marinette. And when they're in their superhero outfits, Ladybug/Marinette is kinda super in love with Chat Noir.

Adrien sat in the back of his private car, jiggling his leg. On his lap rested a parcel wrapped in pink, tied off with plain brown string. He let out a miserable sigh and knocked his head against the headrest. The Gorilla sent him a pitying glance through the rear view mirror. 

Today was the day. The day. Marinette’s birthday. For weeks he’d agonized over what to get her. He’d begged Nino for help, casually asked Alya for a hint, Googled “what to get a girl for her birthday” at least ten times, and had even resorted to asking Plagg for suggestions (“Camembert,” he’d replied).

The gift couldn’t be too expensive because that would give Adrien’s crush away. It couldn’t be too impersonal, either; anyone could get her an impersonal gift. He was hopeless at crafts so handmade was out of the question. In the end he’d asked himself what he knew about Marinette’s likes and came up with a list: fashion, the color pink, Jagged Stone, and Chat Noir.

Then he’d entertained stupid thoughts about showing up on her balcony and serenading her. Right. Like he’d be able to get more than two words out around her, even in costume. So he had settled for something both simple and personal: a Chat Noir phone charm. As far as he knew, she didn’t have one.

The Gorilla cleared his throat and Adrien sat up, scanning the front of the school. There. Marinette jogged up the steps to where Alya stood waiting for her. The girls embraced, Alya swinging Marinette back and forth a few times before letting her go. Adrien took a deep breath. It was now or never.

He got out of the car and started towards her, the wrapped parcel held behind his back. Marinette laughed at something Alya said. Gosh, she was adorable when she laughed. Her crinkling eyes, the cute little freckles on her nose, the way she showed all her teeth, her shaking shoulders. And that giggle! She could make the whole world laugh with—

Adrien tripped over one of the stairs. He yelped, but caught himself before he fell, and straightened sharply. 

Marinette and Alya stared at him. “Are you okay?” Marinette asked.

His fingers tightened around the parcel. “F-Fine. I’m—yes. I forgot there was another stair, umm, right there.”

Alya arched an eyebrow. Marinette’s smile widened. “Happens to everyone,” she said, then turned back to resume her conversation.

Adrien hurried past them and into the school. Nino stood just inside the front doors, shaking his head. “Dude, really?”

Adrien sighed. “She was laughing. Can you blame me for getting distracted?”

“I can.” Nino slung an arm over his shoulders. “The bright side is you have a whole school day’s worth of chances. As long as you don’t mess them all up, you’re good.”

Unfortunately, a girl in one of the lower years got akumatized during the lunch break, resulting in classes being dismissed for the rest of the afternoon.

~

Ladybug noticed Chat Noir was significantly less perky that night. He lay on his back with one leg swinging over the side of the Eiffel Tower, a hand on his stomach, ears drooping. They’d taken down an akuma in the afternoon—which had thrown a damper on an otherwise great birthday—but that couldn’t be the source of his mood. She poked his leg. “You okay?”

Chat sighed. “I guess.” He didn’t look at her. “Just wishing I wasn’t such a coward.”

“What are you talking about, chaton? You’re the bravest person I know.” She blushed beneath her mask. Well, it was true…

“In costume, maybe. In my civilian life? Not so much.” He gestured down the length of his body. “Despite the incredible package, I’m not as purrfect as you might think.”

Ladybug’s face reddened even further. She hadn’t been thinking about his package. No sir. Not her. She swung her legs back and forth, worrying at her bottom lip. She wanted to tell him it was her birthday. Why did they have to put that on the list of things they couldn’t know about each other?

Chat sat up. “Anyway, Paris is quiet tonight. I think I’ll go home and drown my sorrows in video games.”

“Oh. You’re leaving already?” He helped her to her feet and she held onto his forearm. “But not without a hug, right? Mopey cats need hugs. It’s scientific fact.”

Chat Noir managed a smile. “Sure,” he said, holding his arms open. Ladybug stepped into them and wrapped him up in a tight embrace. Her heart beat wildly. Could he feel it through their suits? Just in case he couldn’t, she pulled away from him before he noticed. “Thanks, buginette. I actually feel a little better.”

“M-Must be the magic,” she said. She watched him vault away from the tower and leaned against the nearest beam, holding both hands over her heart.

She’d gotten exactly what she wanted for her birthday.

Mouse Trap

Marinette’s eyes widened as she stared down at the box that Chat Noir offered to her, unsure whether she ought to laugh or to cry.

But the certainty in Chat’s eyes as he peered back at her, the unspoken confidence in her own civilian form, really made her want to do the latter.

Her grip tightened on the metal rail that circled her balcony.

When she and Chat Noir had parted after their meeting with Master Fu earlier this evening, she hadn’t exactly expected to see her partner again for a little while.

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and  one  never  knows                          what  will  start!

every day I think I’m okay but then I remember lucaya never got the chance they deserved and oh did I just get shot in the chest? it hurts

FINALLY a Cat Noir centered episode that showcases him in a way we rarely get to see, from going out of his way to try and make Marinette happy, to fighting to his last breath to save her.

like? this kid is strong and brave and he’s an angel and bless the dupain-chengs for cheering him on and being nice to him at the end. he deserves it

OHHH

MYYY GODDD