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Ending

I have seen the trailer. I have reasons to hope and reasons to dread. And frankly, I don't care what we have to go through this entire series before the end. I just want Rayla and Callum to have a happy ending.

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Hotter by frikineitor143

Souce: https://www.deviantart.com/frikineitor143/art/Hotter-824217065

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Hotter by frikineitor143

Source: https://www.deviantart.com/frikineitor143/art/Hotter-824217065

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this is the money dog, repost in the next 24 hours and money will come your way!!

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The Great illusions

(This is a short practice snippet of an AU in the Miraculous Ladybug universe. Nothing is really all that different except Master Fu is the one to consistently choose who gets which miraculous and they stay with them. Secret identities are universally maintained. To quickly summarize. Alya is wondering why she, an honest and forthright person; whose passion for truth has set her on a oneway track to becoming a journalist, was granted the power of what essentially amounts to lying. Heavily inspired by a certain scene in Terry Pratchett’s “Hogfather”.)

I DO NOT OWN OR IN ANY WAY LAY CLAIM TO MIRACULOUS: TALES OF LADYBUG AND CHAT NOIR. ALL CHARACTERS FALL UNDER THOMAS ASTRUC AND ASSOCIATES. THIS IS A WORK OF FANFICTION FALLING UNDER THE LAWS OF FAIR USE AND IS NOT INTENDED FOR ANY KIND OF PROFIT.)

 Alya, heaved a heavy sigh as she read the latest comment asking for more details and analysis on a certain fox themed superhero who had helped in the latest akuma attack. Once again, she replied with, that despite the ladyblogs best efforts, Rena Rouge was as wily and elusive as her namesake and thus she could offer little in terms of illumination. She quickly deflected any more prodding by posting more pictures of the heroes in action, even that annoying turtle boy. These days, she had shifted her ladyblogs focus from exposing the heroes’ identities, to posting the action, the fact she had a front row seat didn’t hurt when it came to describing details. When pressed for reasons she just said that she had started to respect their secrets and didn’t want to impede them any further, which most took at face value. She couldn’t justify her truth crusade if it meant her secret had to stay secret. But telling her fans this was just one more lie she had to shoulder. 

If anything, continuing her ladyblog and never mentioning that she had a camouflaged camera drone follow her and her cohorts; was a huge help in maintaining her secret identity. The very thing she had tried to unveil from Ladybug for months before the package with her camera drone had come with hexagonal black box that would rock her world at its foundation. Her childhood dream and adolescent hopes had become true in a way she had never dared believe. Being a superhero, working with her idol and other like her, she wouldn’t trade it for anything. Except, as the case was, her ideals. Finishing her posts Alya held her head in her hands, her monitor displaying a close-up of Rena Rouge smiling at the camera. Her reflection aligned perfectly with the image, except, the one in the mask was happy having the time of her life, the one behind it was starting to doubt why heroes should ever need to wear masks.

“You look like you have your tail in a trap.” Alya jumped. She had been so lost in thought, that the mischievous voice above her head had shaken her from stupor rather suddenly.

Her malaise of doubt turned surprised bemusement quickly turned into a slight giggle as she looked up seeing the adorable vulpine kwami floating above happily snacking on a cherry.

“You’d think I’d be used to you sneaking up on me like that by now.” She said rotating her chair to get a better look at him. Her? Did primordial embodiments of abstract concepts have genders?

“Please, Kit. I’ve been doing surprises since before the earth was cosmic dust.” He said smugly gulping down a cherry and spitting the seed in her trash bin. Her unprecedented love for cherries had been one of the easier lies to tell her family, if only cause Trixx looked absolutely adorable when eating them. “Seriously though; something is clearly bothering you kit, and I’m guessing it has something to do with me.”

It was a statement not an accusation, and Alya was experienced enough in deduction to know how he had arrived at that conclusion, her monitor still portraying her heroic persona. “It’s not you Trixx. It’s just…” She paused. “Being a hero is a lifelong dream for me, and I love you, amongst other things, for making it come true. What’s bothering me is the lies. I always knew heroes had their secrets, but I never knew it was gonna be this hard keeping them.”

“You’re doing well so far I’d say.” Trixx said nodding to the monitor with her comments deflecting the probes and her drone posing as the real reporter.

“That’s not what I meant.” She replied.

After a moment, Trixx replied with. “Ah, so it’s the act itself that’s eating you?”

Alya just nodded.

“You know why you need to lie. Your friends, your sisters, your parents; all of them can be used against you if everyone knew who you were behind the mask.”

“Yeah. I get that. What I don’t get, is why I got the power of lying in addition to having to maintain lies. I mean look at Ladybug and Chat noir. One of them can make everything right, and the other can destroy everything bad. Even Shelly is a protector obnoxious as he is. I just can’t help but thinking about Lila, you know the girl I told you about who Hawkmoth gave a knockoff of your powers to? She lied constantly and nobody whom she contacted was happy afterwards. The way I see it, lying and illusions just hurt people in the end.” She ended her tirade with huff slumping in her chair.

Trixx had sympathetic look on him and just floated down to her side rubbing her cheek. “You’ve done good things with them though. Like when you saved your akumatized sisters or that time your boyfriend was about to be eaten and your illusory doppelgangers of him confused that monster?”

She smiled to herself. She had done that. Even if Nino had been less than grateful to her for it. One of the very few points of friction between them was that he did not like Rena Rouge and she did not like Carapace. Whom, for reasons she could not for the life of her fathom, he deeply admired. Alongside LB and CH of course.

“Yeah. Still leading people away from the truth always seems to go wrong. If they are lead to believe the wrong things it just ends up hurting them and benefitting those that maintain them.”

Trixx floated away and up to the ceiling and asked, “Then why do you tell your sisters that the tooth fairy comes to give them money for their lost teeth, when you and your sister do it each night they put them under their pillow?”

Alya looked up at that. “Well, that’s…” She stammered. “…different. They’re just kids, all they need now is that they are safe and that there is some magic out there. Not including Miraculous’. Besides they’re smart, so like me and my big sis, they’ll realize one day that it was just a story we used to make them happy.” She quickly added. “Heck, it helped me want to find out the truths everybody tried to hide.”

He turned around and pointed at her in an ‘AHA’ pose. “My point exactly! Not all illusions can be hurtful and without realizing it you are telling them the lesser illusions, so they have the practice necessary to believe in the great illusions!”

“The great illusions?” She asked puzzled.

“Yep” he said with an air of self-importance. “Justice, duty, beauty those kinds of things.”

“Wait, those aren’t the same at all!” she objected

“You think so? Then take the universe and examine it with the strongest lens you know off and then show me one atom of justice, one molecule of mercy or even one boson of beauty! And yet, you BELIEVE that those things exist in the very fundamentals of this existence and that all of it may be judged via that tinted lens.” Trixx darted around in great arcs as he spoke but ended his final statement right in front of her face.

“But if we don’t believe that, what else is there?”

“Just the things you can perceive.” Alya’s face dropped a tad as the weight of Trixx’s words hit her. “If you don’t believe in things that aren’t real, how else can they become?”

Alya was quiet, not quite able to process what Trixx had told her. He’d know better than anyone, but were all the things she believed built on a lie others had told her? She had never considered it, and now that she did with her discerning reporter’s ambition, she did not like the conclusions she saw.

Trixx air of importance vanished, replaced by sympathy as he floated to her cheek and hugged it as best as his miniscule frame could managed. She smiled a genuine smile as she scratched the top of his head. The, literally, tiny gesture had a colossal impact. Not unlike how she hugged away the nightmares her little sisters sometimes woke from, she mused.

After a while Trixx floated back and with his own genuine smile said; “Look ki- Alya, like any power in the universe, illusions may be used to hurt others as much as they may be used to help them. Creation may overwhelm other entities and destruction does not discriminate between good and bad. It doesn’t so much matter what the power is, as what you do with it. And going along with one or more of the great illusions does not make you a liar. It makes you someone who wants to do good in the world and make what is essentially one massive lie reality. And I know that you know that that is a good thing.”

Alya pulled him back into a cheek hug which he happily returned.

“Thanks Trixx.” She said. Then with a teasing lilt. She said, “I’d still like a kwami of truth though.”

Picking up on her less than serious tone, his reply was the opposite in its earnesty. “Well, I wouldn’t trade you for any human in the world.”

(This was an idea I had after watching a subpar filmatization of an otherwise great author’s works. I wanted to practice my writing and thought this was a good place to start. I’d appreciate any constructive criticism and hope you all have a miraculous day!)

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whoop there it is.

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An adorable

Rekindling Passion~

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Great Rayllum

A tumblr user by the name of  the-mystical-wolf who also goes by the DA name  pieces-of-a-rose recently posted a slew  what I can only describe as fantastic The Dragon Prince artwork. While she has yet to post it here, I simply had to provide a link to her DA page so that all us fans might enjoy it. I can particularly recommend it to any Rayllum shippers and animation fans out there https://www.deviantart.com/pieces-of-a-rose

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so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god

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Cheesy prediction

Okay, bear with me a sec here, cause I got a prediction that is a speculation that may be able to work part time in a cheese factory.

Basically, assuming that Callum goes full blown Avatar and learns all the other arcanums to become the first human archmage, what if the moon arcanum is the last one he learns. And he masters it by realizing his feelings for Rayla. As in he, looks her in the eye and when he has that, “Oh god, I love her” moment he also has the final epiphany he needs to understand moon magic.

What do you think?

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If you can’t reblog this, unfollow me now.

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I already had an inkling based on what I already know of myself. But it is good to have it confirmed.

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Under the moon light. by Lou1591

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Rayllum Draw by frikineitor143  I seem to recall that someone wanted a Titanic reference with Rayllum. This wonderful person obliged. *NOT MY ART!!!* I encourage you to check out his Deviantart page here. 

https://www.deviantart.com/frikineitor143

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Dragon videos

Here’s a silly thought/headcanon: In the event Callum ever manages to connect to another primal source, in this case sun magic, I like to think that he wouldn’t be above a little mischief. Imagine for a moment that he learns a spell that project a small beam of light, making a bright spot that Zym notices and begins to chase. Think cats and laser pointer and you won’t be far off. 

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Who is Sol Regem

My guess is he is an old rival of Thunder who was the one that scarred his face. The sun dragon that flew off after seeing Zym, left to tell Sol Regem that the prince was still alive. So in lieu of Thunder, Sol Regem will want to take his revenge on Zym.

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Aaravos

I don’t normally do this, and I’m not sure it will be of much help, but during my second watching of the dragon prince season 2, I noticed something in the books Viren was reading about Aaravos. The first one was in arabic or something like it, so I couldn’t say what it said. The second however was clearly Danish, my native language. I paused from as many different angles as I could and tried to read it, in the hopes of adding to the speculation. Unfortunately there is nothing truly groundbreaking information wise but I will share what I found and let you decide what we may do with it.

The original text I saw on the page went like this:

Aaravos. Endelig fortalte han mig sit navn. Jeg havde aldrig hørt et navn som hans men jeg havde hellere aldrig forestillet mig en elver som ham. Han er stærkere (obscured) og visere en noget andet magisk væsen i Xadia. (obsured) vel er han en ven for alle mennesker. Hvor andre ser ned på os kalder os underleger ser han stort potentiale i os. Når vi tager imod foræringerne Aaravos har lovet os skal de  betale for deres indbildskhed og de ville være tvunget til at se ligeværdige. Og når vi  er ligeværdige  (obscured) vi tage vores skæbne i egne hænder  (obscured) bygge vores fremtid. Jeg  ser det for mig I (cut off)

Det second page in Danish was the same text, just less and yet more obscured. I compiled the texts as best I could and here is the best translation I can offer.

Aaravos. At last he told me his name. Never have I heard a name such as his but I never imagined an elf like him. He is stronger  (obscured) and wiser than any other magical being in Xadia.  (obscured) truly he is a friend of all humans.Where others look down at us, call us inferiors he sees enormous potential in us. When we accept the offering Aaravos promised us they will pay for their conceitedness and they will be forced to see us as equals. And when we are equals (obscured) we take our destiny into our own hands  (obscured) build our future. I see it before me I... (cut off)

Hope this helps with any speculation to none danish speakers. Personally it tells me that Viren was not the first human Aaravos contacted as the speaker clearly is a human. What do you guys think?