#miraculous cure truely

[rhythmicsystem]

What it feels like trying to get help for disabilities (in my experience)

Please note: This is based on my own personal experience with my physical disabilities, and with my car, lol. This is not meant to cover everyone's experience

tl;dr My experience trying to get help for my physical disabilities has been like trying to get your brakes fixed for your car, but somehow, nobody believes they're broken until it's too late.

Imagine you drive a car every day. One day you notice your brakes are not working as they should, basically you need to hit the brakes multiple times before they work - also known as pumping the brakes. Maybe this is a new experience, maybe you drove someone else's car and noticed they didn't need to do this. But for whatever reason you notice that your brakes are not working as they should.

You take your car to the mechanic and you tell them the situation. Instead of taking your car into the shop and checking it out, instead they ask some very weird questions that aren't related at all to the brakes: "What type of oil do you use?" "Do you buy the expensive gas or the cheap gas?" "What type of windshield washer fluid do you use?" "How full are your tires?"

You answer them anyways because, you aren't a mechanic so maybe those questions are related in some way you don't know. But after answering they basically tell you that you're doing all those things wrong, and don't even look at your car.

You are majorly frustrated but you try those things anyways. They don't help, as expected. You return to the mechanic and explain that changing those things did not help the brakes. You expect they will finally look this time. But they don't. Instead they say: "Well how did you drive here if your brakes don't work"?

You're angry at this point, they're clearly being unreasonable. You demand they look at your car because that's the entire reason you're here. They look at the car for a few seconds, and tell you there's nothing wrong and you should stop worrying.

You're extremely mad at this point, and your brakes are getting less trustworthy. You go to a different mechanic. They do the same thing. You finally find a mechanic who will look at the car, but they also say they don't see anything wrong with the brakes.

You've spent hundreds to thousands of dollars on mechanics at this point. You're absolutely sick of this. You start using your hand brake as it's the only reliable brake in your car, but you also know this is dangerous.

Eventually you get into a situation where the brakes fail completely, and you can't reach the handbrake fast enough. You swerve off the road into a ditch. Nobody is hurt but the car is totaled. The insurance asks why you didn't get the brakes fixed. And you scream at them.

[adragonhoardingstories]

Of Blood and Bonds - Chapter 5

"Father you know I respect you." Damian said and everyone at the dining table stilled as they were about to get up and leave. "But I must admit, as my brothers would say, you've majorly fucked up." 

Bruce sighed. He had thought about that - had Alfred scold him for having benched Damian - for doing as Damian had said and taking out his anger about his own failures on his other children. But that didn't make this any easier.

"Damian I know you're mad I didn't tell you about your sister-"

"Oh this is not about that. Well not entirely. They are connected but this is not about Marinette alone." When no one spoke, he took it as his cue to continue. 

"You saw in her files that there were some vague details about her being possessed by an akuma. Did you figure out what they are? Because I have an its not pretty. Actually, it's bad enough to warrant an intervention of the Justice League as a whole but my sister tells me that they were told not to waste the JL's time." 

His youngest's face was worryingly blank. It reminded him of all the times he was set upon something and right now it seemed that his new focus was his older sister. Bruce supposed, he should be thankful that Damian's attention towards her was not of the murderous kind. 

"What do you mean?" He made sure to keep his voice free from emotions. 

"From what she told me, they asked for help several times until someone from the JL dismissed their problems as a prank, a joke without any investigation or anything about their claims."

Someone was going to be hearing from Batman soon. 

"And what about the akumas?" 

"It's enough to need more than one member of the JL. I've see a video of one of the attacks, it's...horrifying and according to Marinette it was one of the tamer ones." 

"Do you have them?" His sons all looked annoyed and he knew they were probably thinking that he was letting superhero work take precedence over his family again. But that was how he worked. He didn't know what to do about the situation with Marinette but this - this could find a solution to. 

"There are videos of them online." 

Damian seemed to take that as his cue to get up and walk away. 

"I'll play the videos in the cave." 

~

Marinette hadn't necessarily had the best time in the last years but one thing he had definitely learned was who were her real friends and who weren't.

It was before the worst month of her life but things had already started taking a turn for the worse for her at that point. 

Her so called friends all started to believe Lila over her, started to - as she now knew - emotionally blackmail her, only gave her the time of the day whenever she did something for them or to scold her for whatever she apparently did for poor Lila. 

She was oh so tired and every second she wasted made her feel more guilty. 

Hawkmoth had come back more enraged than ever after the Miracle Queen incident and she had done the mistake of lending the more Miraculous out.

She had given Kagami and Luka both different Miraculous for them to fight alongside her because they both have strong spirits and a good resonance with several kwamis but... let's just say that she would never forgive herself for what they had to experience because of her.

In desperation, she tried to find other holders that she hadn't used before who resonated but that...that had been a huge mistake. She almost lost more than one Miraculous that day. 

She was their Guardian. And that day she vowed that she would die first before letting something happen to the Kwamis.

She was fighting alone now. Chat Noir...Chat Noir was even more pushy about revealing themselves after the the chaos that had occured. He hindered more than he helped, never showing up on time. 

Things had come to head one day as she walked into class. The whole incident had involved a bunch of sheep and a ripped sketchbook - hers to be precise. 

It proved to actually be a relief to let go if them. She had never realized how much their 'friendship' had been dragging her down. 

I got permission to use this fic as a reference for her backstory so check it out. Thanks for that btw.

That experience proved to be helpful later when she felt like there was no one she could trust. 

Apprenticeship with Master Fu had since long taught her that it was better to feel than to see. She had learnt to recognise auras rather than faces and in the end that might have been her saving grace - or well at least the start of her path back to sanity. 

She had learnt to see and remember the auras of her friends rather than anything else because afterall the soul didn't lie.

After everything, well her reliance on auras had only increased. 

Meeting her brothers had been amazing and even more so now that it seemed that they wanted to have a relationship with her.

But one things that bothered her were their auras. 

It wasn't that they were bad - it was that they were scarred, hardened and she could basically see that they had suffered in the past. 

The worst of them were probably Jason and Damian. Their auras made it very clear that they had been dipped in the Lazarus pits.

Jason...Jason's soul had been corrupted at such a point that she doubted that the pits had been used for anything less than bringing him back from the dead. 

And Damian - Damian's soul seemed to have some of the pits as a foundation. She gathered that he had been dunked into the pools more than once when he was a child. There was something else in his aura too that showed that he had died not long ago too. 

There was also another aura that seemed to have to have linked with both of them which made her sure of their last fates and Marinette shuddered to think what had happened to them. 

She had to remind herself that the past was in the past and while she couldn't change that, she could at least help them have a better future. 

So, one could say, that she was nervous for this upcoming dinner.

~

The dinner didn't go as expected - at all. 

Firstly, they were late. All of her brothers and sister were late, very very late. Marinette was not impressed, especially give that Damian wasn't answering his phone. 

But this was Gotham, the few kwamis she had brought with her reasoned, there was probably a problem and wasn't it better that were safe inside than stuck outside and hurt? 

Just as she was about to say screw it and transform using the fox Miraculous to see if she could help the bats, she felt the magic around the house shift. 

Marinette focused in the disturbance and closed her eyes reaching out for their auras. She soon snapped her eyes open and let a smile come on her face - she knew those auras. But why were they entering from the window? 

Marinette shrugged it off and signalled the kwamis to hide while she went to greet them. 

She was not ready for the sight that she came upon. Her siblings were all in a state of disarray and it looked like they were trying to be silent. 

They were of course failing miserably given what seemed to be a bullet wound in Jason and a stab would in Dick and the rest of them all seemed to have been beat up to at least some degree.

"What the fuck?" Marinette felt like the situation called for her language to be excused. 

They all froze in place before slowly turning to look at her. 

"Uh hey." Dick or should she say Nightwing because apparently she wasn't stressed enough gave her a short wave.

She cursed and buried her face in her hands. "Of course I can't have normal siblings."

"Siblings?" Black Bat seemed suprised. She couldn't recognize her aura, Marinette decided that she must have been Cassandra. 

"You must be confused ma'am." Red Robin jumped in and Marinette rolled her eyes. "I'm not stupid Timothy." And then just to prove her point she point at each one of them in turn. "Jason, Dick, Damian and who I'm guessing is Cassandra."

"What makes you say that?" Tim seemed to be ever the player of words. 

She sighed, knowing they wouldn't budge until she proved that she truely believed her words. 

"Well, why else would you be here?"

"Uh because it was the nearest place we found to nurse our wounds and last time we checked this place was abandoned?"

"Let's say that's true. Wouldn't it make more sense for you to go a place where you could actually have access to supplies to treat your wounds? Not to mention the fact that that-" she pointed at the hole in Jason's shoulder. "-is a bullet wound and I heard no gunshot. And lastly, what a coincidence it is that Black Bat who is known to work in Hong Kong comes back to Gotham at the same time as my sister Cassandra who from what I've heard also is currently living in Hong Kong too." 

No one replied. 

"So do you want to continue arguing or are you idiots going to let me help you before you bleed all over my floor."

Unsurprisingly it was Damian who moved the first - it made sense, he was the one who had spent most time with her and at least had a modicum of trust in her. 

He removed his mask and met her eyes. "Do you have a first-aid kit?"

She nodded. "Get in the bathroom and get those two in the tub." She nodded towards Dick and Jason. I'll bring it to you." 

Marinette hurried to her bed room to find her probably over-packed first aid kit. She had brought it for herself so that in case of a bad akuma attack she could take care of her wounds - after all her cure took care of everyone else before her, she had enough scars to prove that not that she could distinguish them from those the cat had given her.

She was glad to see that they had followed her instructions. Jason and Dick were seated in her honestly huge tub and they along with the rest had made themselves comfortable, having discarded their armor. 

She placed the first-aid kit down and kneeled next to Dick. She felt that the stove would in the stomach took more precedence. 

Jason reached out for the kit but Marinette batted his hand away. 

"You're injured, sit down quietly." She snapped and to everyone's surprise, he did as he was told. 

Marinette started treating their wounds, thanking the kwamis that she had done a medical course as soon as she had realised that her wounds could not heal from the cure. 

She had finally taken care of the more dangerous wounds and Marinette had enough of them squirming so she broke the silence "So, why in the world did you come here instead of going to your hyper-tech batcave with most certainly more medical facilities than my humble abode?"

She had to supress a smile as the boys looked among themselves. Finally it was Cassandra that replied. 

"Did not want to miss dinner. You." 

"Well you were already two hours late, you could just have sent me a text that you'd be a little more late."

"Didn't want to take chance."

Marinette smiled up at her. "Well I'm done, come on, I'll get you some clothes to change into."

"I don't think you'll have anything that will fit us."

"I'm a designer." She called over her shoulder. "I always have spares. Anyways, Cassandra-" 

"Cass."

"Right, well Cass come with me, we're about the same size, you can take something of mine."

She led Cass to her bedroom and guided her to her wardrobe while she picked something for the boys.

She totally hadn't hoped to see her siblings during this trip and had this made something for them. Nope. Absolutely not.

She handed each of them their clothes. "Choose a room if you want, I have more than enough of them, then come down, I'm re-heating the food."

She smiled at Damian as he came down the stairs. "I tried my hand at some Arabic food. I hope you like it." 

The boy looked awed. He walked to her and gave her a hug. "You're my new favourite sibling." Marinette laughed and pressed a kiss in his hair. "I love you too little brother."

She heard the disbelieving whisper of Demon Spawn? And looked up to see the rest. 

She squeezed Damian's shoulder one last time before she pulled away, guiding him to sit down.

"Well dig in. You must be famished after your fight."

They did exactly that and soon were making their appreciation known. 

"It's the first time I've attempted Arabic food, I don't know if I got the spices right.*

"It's delicious Pixie Pop. Don't worry.*

"Todd's right Mari. I haven't eaten anything this good since I came to Gotham."

"Really? Alfred didn't immediately dote on you and cook you all the food you wanted. "

He looked uncomfortable. "I was a difficult child back then."

"Was?" Jason snorted while Dick elbowed him. 

Casssandra intervened. "You good at cleaning wounds. Hands stable."

"Yes well unfortunately it's not the first time I've had to do this."

"How come?" 

"Did Damian tell you about the akuma attacks?" They nodded. "Well, Paris had since adapted to handle the akuma attacks. A lot of people have taken medical courses for extensive first aid to be able to help the unfortunate victims of an akuma."

"I thought that your superhero reversed all the damage."

"Well yeah. But Ladybug was insistent to make it clear that they couldn't bank everything on her. If she's taken down, everything's lost."

"This has been going for how many years. How do you still trust that hero?"

"And for how many years have the Joker been spreading his terror?" She asked drily and saw several of them recoil - Jason and Tim especially. 

"Ladybug is doing all that she can only get so far with Chat Noir around."

"Chat Noir? I thought that he was her partner?"

"He's supposed to be but we'll these days he causes more trouble than he stops. People hope he doesn't show up because the battles are always over quicker when he's not there." She could see that they wanted to ask more but number one she didn't want to talk about Chat Noir and number two she felt like if she continued talking, she would slip up and say something she shouldn't know and the risk of them catching it was greater since they were themselves heroes.

"And anyways, Hawkmoth only comes out in a blue moon and that's only when he has a lot of faith in his plans."

"So there are a lot of these akuma attacks?" 

"I guess it's kind of become a daily event by this point. People plan stuff taking it into consideration and if we're unlucky, there will be more than one in a day."

"So what type of akumas are there?"

"It depends really over what you've been akumatized. We've had a Pharaon, a Mime, Mr Pigeon and Mr Rat as well as Syren in the first year." 

"Those seem like... interesting characters." Jason said. 

"Wait until you hear this." Marinette snorted. "We had a Batman knock-off once, Owlman - he had his own electronic butler and everything."

The bats shared a look before they all bursted out laughing at once. 

How could they not, imagining Bruce's face upon learning of this?

"You need to tell us this story."

Marinette was more than eager to comply. 

~

It's too long so I'm gonna reblog the rest

[vgckwb]

ML: Are They Worthy? Chapter 77: Wake Up, Sunshine!

Eyes blink open. The lights in the room blur together for a few moments. Soon, everything adjusts and vision is clear. However, for Emilie Agreste, that is the only thing that is clear. “Where am I?” she asked. “Why do I feel so… weak?” She looks around to see a doctor, a nurse, and a man with a Hawaiian shirt. “Am I in a hospital?”

The three other people look at each other. The nurse approached Emile and said “Yes. You’ve just woken up from a long coma.” Emilie was shocked to hear that. “I’m going to run some tests. Nothing too strenuous, just some simple stuff. If that’s alright with you,” he asks. Emilie nods. The nurse does things like taking a temperature, measuring a heartbeat, taking blood pressure. Afterward, he writes down his results and gives them to the doctor.

“Thank you,” said the doctor. “You can call him now.”

“Yes ma’am” the nurse says. The nurse leaves the room.

The doctor turns to Emilie. “How are you feeling?” she asks.

Emilie feels her forehead. “I feel a little confused.”

The doctor smiles. “That’s normal,” she says. “It’s good that you’re awake, but we’re going to have to keep you for a while longer. Just to help you get readjusted.”

Emilie smiles. “That’s fine.” She stares off. “Um, but how did you manage to help me at all? I mean, I don’t want to disparage your skills as a doctor, but…”

“No, it’s quite alright,” the doctor says. “You have this gentleman to thank.” She gestures toward the man in the Hawaiian shirt.

He approaches Emile’s bed. “Hello there,” he said. “My name is Wang Fu. Guardian of the Miraculous.”

Emilie was shocked. However, she quickly smiled and said “I see.”

“Well, I’m going to look over your results now so we can make a recovery plan going forward” the doctor says. “I’m sure you two have a lot to talk about.”

Emilie nods. “Thank you doctor.” The doctor leaves. Emilie turns back to Fu. “So, you’re a Guardian. How did you manage to do it?”

“Well, that’s complicated,” Master Fu said. “Perhaps we can help each other fill in some blanks.”

“You’re wondering how I came across the miraculous in the first place” Emilie asked. She took a breath. “I’m an actress. We were doing some scouting for a movie and looking at different locations to shoot at. Since I was friends with the director, and I sometimes dabble in archaeology, I was asked to come along to help with scouting. One of the locations was an old burned down temple in China.

We were looking around the area, when I happened to stumble across two jewels and an old book. Curious, I picked them up. Suddenly, out flies this thing I’ve never seen before, calling herself Duusu. She told me about the miraculous and the book, and told me to keep it a secret. So I did.

Once I got back home from that trip, I had Duusu tell me as much as she could. When I asked why the other kwami wouldn’t come out, she said it’s because he felt guilty for damaging her.” Master Fu recoiled from hearing that. Emilie continued. “I asked about the powers a miraculous could give, and Duusu advised me against using her miraculous because it was damaged. However, when I notice people suffering, I want to help. Nooroo wouldn’t come out, so I promised Duusu to only use it in emergencies only. Although, I guess I took on one too many emergencies, and one night, after doing something, I passed out.”

“I see,” Master Fu said. “Thank you for telling me that. Now, it is only fair I tell you what happened afterwards. Your husband Gabriel must have found you after you passed out. Soon afterwards, he discovered the other miraculous and the grimoire and figured things out. He also gotten help from Nooroo, who must have felt guilty for letting this happen to you. He placed you in a chamber that kept you alive all this time. He then teamed up with Nooroo to become Hawk Moth, a villain that terrorized Paris.”

“Goodness! Why would he do such a thing?” Emilie asked. “That's not the Gabriel I know…”

Master Fu sighed. “He wanted to get his hands on the Ladybug and Black Cat Miraculous. If you fuse those two miraculous, you can basically grant one wish. He figured he could wish for a cure for you. In exchange though, someone else would have fallen in your place,” Emilie was shaken. “However, I was determined to not let that happen. So, I gave out miraculous to two people who became Ladybug and Cat Noir: Heroes of Paris.

Eventually, they found out Gabriel was Hawk Moth, and with the help of some other heroes, they got you to me, where I, and some other miraculous experts managed to rid you of what was corrupting your body.”

“I see…” Emilie said. “Thank you. And please, tell this Ladybug and Cat Noir thank you on my behalf as well.”

Master Fu smiled. “You’ll be able to tell them that soon enough.”

Emilie chuckled. “I suppose you’re right.”

The sound of running footsteps were ringing through the halls. Soon, they stopped and the door flung open. Adrien was breathing heavily. He looked at his mom. His mom was quite shocked. Adrien started to tear up. “Mother.” He ran up to her and embraced her. Emilie gently hugged him back as tears streamed down his face. Emilie herself was also gently crying. “Mother…”

“It’s OK Adrien, I’m here,” Emilie said softly.

“Mother,” Adrien said. Truely, this was a lot for Adrien. His mother was back, and he could not be happier about this fact. However, he knew that his father kept her alive and terrorized Paris countless times for a moment just like this. He felt guilty that he enjoyed this moment so much. A moment that was built on the suffering of many He cried deeply into his mother’s chest. “I can’t...”

“It’s OK sweetie” Emilie said, petting his hair to reassure him everything was alright.

“But...father…” Adiren cried out.

“I know sweetie,” Emilie said. “I was told what had happened. I know it must be hard, but no one will blame you for being happy. So please. Stop crying.”

Adrien looked up. For the first time in a long time, he got to see his mother’s eyes in person. Their gentle warmth was still there. But now it meant something more to Adrien. Hope. Peace. Adrien chuckled slightly, and wiped his tears away. “Thank you, mother.”

Emilie smiled. “Anything for you, sunshine.” Adrien gave her a big smile. Emilie looked up and saw a girl standing in the doorway. “And who might you be?”

The girl got embarrassed as she entered in further. “Sorry. I didn’t want to intrude.”

Adrien let go of his mother. “Mother, this is my girlfriend, Marinette.”

Emilie was pleasantly surprised. “Girlfriend?” She smiled. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Marinette.”

“The feeling is mutual,” Marinette said. She grinned.

Emilie looked back at Adrien. “So, how did you manage to get someone as adorable as Marinette to be your girlfriend?”

“A-Adorable?” Marinette said. Her face turned red and she put her head in her hands.

“Mother” Adrien said, also turning a nice shade of red. Emilie giggled. Adrien sighed. “You haven’t lost your touch.” He looked at Marinette, then turned back to Emilie. “Well, what had happened was we both kind of liked each other, but we had a hard time telling each other. We basically needed someone else to help us sort our feelings out.”

“Oh...my...GOSH!” Emilie’s eyes lit up. “That’s so adorable!”

“Mother!” Adrien said, growing even more embarrassed, as Marinette tried burying her head further in her hands.

Master Fu giggled. “Maybe you should tell her one of the things that made it more complicated” Marinette took her hands out of her face and looked at him, along with Adrien. “You mean, you didn’t tell her? It sounds like you told her everything” Adrien asked.

“Almost. I figured it would be better if you let her know yourselves” Master Fu said.

Emilie was confused. “What does he mean by that?” she asked.

Adrien gestured to Marinette to get closer, and she did. He looked at her, and she smiled and nodded. Adrien looked at his mother and said “Mother…” He gripped his hand. He sighed. “The truth is, I’m also a miraculous user.” Emilie was shocked. Adrien pointed at his ring. “This is the cat miraculous, and with it, I become Cat Noir.”

Emilie’s mouth hung agape. “You’re Cat Noir?” Adrien nodded.

Marinette got a little embarrassed. “And, well, um, I’m Ladybug,” she said, pointing out her earrings.

Emilie was shocked. Standing before her was not only her son and his girlfriend but also the heroes of Paris, who not only saved her, but according to Master Fu, saved Paris more times than any of them could count. She mustered whatever strength she could to pull them in for a hug. “Thank you,” she said. “For everything.” Adrien and Marinette looked at each other as they were stuck in this embrace and smiled.

For sometime afterwards, Marinette and Adrien regaled Emilie with stories of their exploits as Ladybug and Cat Noir, as well as stories about them. Emilie would always make witty remarks that would always result in embarrassing the couple playfully. Still, the three of them smiled. At this moment, everything felt right.

Suddenly, an announcement came from the intercom. “Attention! There appears to be a villain outside of the hospital! Several heroes have this villain cornered, but we need to take precautions anyway!”

Marinette and Adrien looked at each other. They then looked at Emilie. Emilie nodded and said “Go on. I’ll be here when you get back.” The two heroes smiled and raced off.

Soon, Ladybug and Cat Noir were outside of the hospital, joining up with Paonne Ange, King Monkey, Pegasus, Ryuko, and Judgement Wolf. They had someone surrounded. When Ladybug and Cat Noir had a good look at them, they were stunned.

The person before them was Gabriel Agreste. There is no way it couldn’t be. He looked like him, and he had the butterfly miraculous. However, it wasn’t Hawk Moth they were facing. Instead, Gabriel had a butterfly-shaped domino mask, and was wearing a light purple dress shirt with darker purple stripes, along with a dark purple vest, dark purple gloves, dark purple pants, and black shoes.

Furthermore, he didn’t look malicious in the slightest. Just scared and confused. He was shaking. “Please” he begged, “Let me see my wife.”