i get a lot of ideas shared in my inbox, and this was one i had to make real as soon as physically possible!
i’m feeling like this is a universe where bridgette and felix never meet out of costume, and then keep hoping to find each other once their miraculous duties are over and their powers are gone. they finally meet on the stairs of montmartre, all because bri kept those ribbons in her hair just like ladybug…
Some of y'all call men creepy for saying the same shit YOU’VE said to men.
Just cause you’re a woman does not mean you can’t be creepy or gross toward men, period. Don’t touch without permission. Don’t say graphic sexual shit to men because they’re attractive. Don’t demand sex when a man tells you he’s not in the mood.
Shit goes both ways, you aren’t entitled to his body, just as he isn’t entitled to yours.