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2manyfandoms2count47 minutes ago
Gabriel (and 脡milie) starting a side "business" where they make sentimonsters for people from old and respectable (also read: rich) families so the latter's bloodline is "maintained", and so the Agrestes have control over them in business agreements 馃憖
脡milie taking the bulk of the hit because the peacock Miraculous is broken, and having all those sentibabies out there is draining her instead of being effortless (脡milie could be bad i.e. she knows everything, or good if Gabriel only told her about the helping people have children part)
Gabriel using Kagami as leverage against Tomoe to get all the New tech her family's company is issuing
It would make so much sense 馃槸
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I know people have talked about Adrien being a senti, but what about other characters too? What if they were more common than we think? Who else would be one? What are their amoks??
Does Nino ever part from his red cap? Do we ever see Alya without her glasses? Hmmm idk pretty sus if you ask me 馃馃馃
Who do you think could be a sentibaby?
Are you a senti and didn鈥檛 know it yet?? 馃槼馃馃馃
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2manyfandoms2countan hour ago
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AYO More burried doodles in my gallery
Im now at the stage where i realise why i got low phone storage left 馃槑
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2manyfandoms2count13 hours ago
I love you (not) - Chapter 6
Aaaand we're back on the main fic! I am very proud to announce that I managed to fit an AU in here without it being weird (I think). It was really fun to write! Feel free to ask me more about that universe if you feel like it :) Hope you enjoy!
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Chapter 6: In which we change worlds but it makes sense, I promise
Marinette stirred in her sleep as she heard the call and the distinct sound of curtains opening. She felt the morning鈥檚 soft light warm her face and sighed contently.
鈥淧rincess Marinette, you need to wake up! Today鈥檚 the day!鈥 The feminine voice called again, closer, this time.
Her eyes flew open and she sat up, feeling her heartbeat quicken with excitement.
鈥淥h Tikki, you won鈥檛 believe how well I slept!鈥 She jumped out of her canopy bed, her white nightdress flowing in her wake as she rushed towards her handmaiden, who stared out of the window. 鈥淚 really thought I wouldn鈥檛 sleep a wink, but really, the herbal tea you gave me worked wonders!"
鈥淚鈥檓 glad to hear it! It worked well on Chat Noir, too, apparently. I ran into Plagg, his squire, in the kitchen earlier.鈥
鈥淕ood,鈥 Marinette sighed with relief.
鈥淐ome on, now, we need to get you ready!鈥 Tikki took her hand and led her to her dressing table. 鈥淗ow are you feeling about your engagement day?鈥 She asked as she started brushing the princess鈥 hair.
鈥淰ery good. I鈥檓 very happy about the outcome of yesterday鈥檚 rounds - I know I鈥檓 not supposed to have favourites within the contestants but鈥︹ Marinette paused, hesitating to say anymore. It wasn鈥檛 a matter of trust (she鈥檇 known Tikki long enough that the two had become close friends, despite the rank difference); she was just unwilling to criticise the way things were too soon.
鈥淵ou have every right to be, your Highness. The Joust of Valour explores your suitors鈥 ability to protect you, but there鈥檚 more to marriage than just that. It鈥檚 good that you feel comfortable with the two final contestants.鈥 Her handmaiden smiled warmly, starting to braid her hair. 鈥淚f I may, does your Highness have a soft spot for one contestant in particular? I could pass the message to the relevant people, maybe it would give him some extra luck for today鈥︹
鈥淚 don鈥檛, Tikki,鈥 the young lady said firmly. It wasn鈥檛 a lie; she鈥檇 asked herself who she鈥檇 rather see emerge victorious of the tournament as she fell asleep the previous night, but she hadn鈥檛 reached a solid conclusion. It was better this way, really. Whatever the outcome, she wouldn鈥檛 be disappointed. 鈥淎nyway, you said Chat Noir was doing well?...鈥
Tikki repressed a smile, and told her what she knew.
Marinette proudly walked up to her place in the stands, her arm linked to her father鈥檚.
For once, she would be the one sitting front and center of the Royal Balcony, relegating her parents, the King and Queen of the Croissant Kingdom, to the back of the stall with their guest. Neither King Tom or Queen Sabine seemed to mind, though; both were beaming as they waved to the crowd that had travelled for the event. Their cheers lifted the princess鈥 spirits so much that even the stern figure of King Gabriel of the Butterfly Kingdom failed to make her mood waver. Maybe this was what growing up felt like.
鈥淢esdames et Messieurs!鈥 The voice of the announcer boomed over the ambient noise. 鈥淲elcome to the final round of the Joust of Valour! The joust will soon commence. Sparring for the heart of our beloved Princess Marinette, having victoriously arisen from all their duels, are Prince Adrien from the Butterfly Kingdom, and our local Knight Chat Noir!鈥
The crowd roared as the two men came forward, leading their horses.
Prince Adrien鈥檚 silver armour glistened in the sunlight, and so did his smile as his gaze met hers. Her heart skipped a beat. Her crush on him, which she鈥檇 developed during one of their first encounters as children, really hadn鈥檛 faded much over the years, despite what her friend, the Duchess Alya, had told her.
On the other hand, Chat Noir鈥檚 appearance was a lot starker. His whole armour was black, matte, the whole hint of colour being his forest green spear. There was something radiant about him, though, in the way his tousled blond hair danced in the breeze, in the way his green eyes sparkled with laughter and mischief as he approached the stands, that drew her to him. He鈥檇 been at her side for years, valiantly working with her when she鈥檇 been taken hostage by one of the Papillon鈥檚 sbires. They鈥檇 brilliantly defeated him, earning him his knighthood at the age of only fifteen, and a place in her personal guard. Despite her father鈥檚 warnings that Marinette shouldn鈥檛 meddle with the Papillon鈥檚 affairs, Chat Noir still managed to get her involved. They were a team.
鈥淚 hope I鈥檒l be up to the challenge, dearest Marinette,鈥 Adrien squeezed the hand she presented to him; she squeezed it back and smiled as she watched him head towards his noble steed.
鈥淢y Lady Princess,鈥 Chat Noir bowed reverently before her, 鈥減lease accept this rose as a token of my affection.鈥 He pulled a pink rose out of seemingly thin air and presented it to her. The crowd gasped delightedly. Then, delicately taking her hand, he pressed a kiss to the back of it with a wink; Marinette felt herself blush.
鈥淭hank you, Chat Noir,鈥 she barely managed to enunciate.
He bowed again, and went to ready himself.
Marinette looked at the rose, and noticed there was a piece of paper wrapped around the stem, maintained by a thorn. She made the most of everybody鈥檚 attention on the contestants to unravel it.
My dearest Lady Princess,
I鈥檓 sorry.
Love you always, CN
鈥淧rincess Marinette will now announce the beginning of the joust!鈥 The announcer declared, startling her as she tried to understand what Chat Noir had meant by his message. She rapidly shoved it in her pocket and stood up uneasily, hoping all the eyes trained on her wouldn鈥檛 detect her fluster.
鈥淏est of luck, gentlemen! May the best man win!鈥
The two horses set off towards each other, spurred on by their riders. The contestants鈥 spears crashed against each other鈥檚 shield, unsettling them a little. Both knights trotted to the end of the track and prepared to set off again.
The crowd oohed and aahed during the next rounds, both men barely wavering at the other鈥檚 assaults. Marinette held her breath each time, anxiously awaiting the outcome, only to let out a relieved sigh when neither fell.
Then, as the two men were about to set off again for the thirteenth time, Marinette saw Chat Noir鈥檚 helmet turn briefly towards her, and she felt her stomach drop. She didn鈥檛 need to see his face to know what was about to happen. The rose slipped out from her fingers as she realised what the note had meant.
As the knight and the prince came up to each other at full speed, Prince Adrien鈥檚 jousting spear collided violently with Chat Noir鈥檚 chest, and the latter fell to the ground with a deafening clank .
The crowd erupted in clamour as Adrien started to tour the track at a low trot, a victorious smile on his lips. Finally reaching the royal stand, he elegantly jumped off and extended a hand towards her.
鈥淚鈥檓 truly honoured to be your future husband, your Royal Highness.鈥
He kissed her hand before guiding her out of the stand and helped her up to ride his horse with him. She smiled the whole time, but it didn鈥檛 reach her eyes.
Those were looking for Chat Noir.
In the middle of the boisterous banquet, Marinette felt like she couldn鈥檛 breathe anymore. She had to get out of the hall, before her plastered smile broke, and she exposed her true feelings.
She excused herself, reassuring Prince Adrien that it must have been her prolonged time in the sun and her unusual mead consumption, and made her way to her quarters.
There, she rapidly grabbed a cloak from her trunk and sneaked out, head hung low until she鈥檇 exited the castle鈥檚 gates.
She started running. Her legs carried her as her mind raced, as her tear-ducts gave way to her tears.
She hadn鈥檛 thought the joust鈥檚 outcome would mean so much to her. She thought she鈥檇 be happy, whatever happened on the track. But as much as she鈥檇 dreamed of this match鈥 It just didn鈥檛 feel right.
She tripped and fell to her knees, out of breath, and recognised her surroundings. The clearing had been where Chat and her had been taken hostage, and where Chat took her to practise fencing when he knew no one was looking.
A rustling sound startled her and she put her hands up defensively, although she didn鈥檛 feel like getting up.
鈥淗i, Princess,鈥 Chat Noir emerged from the trees, carrying a bag. 鈥淚 couldn鈥檛 find you in your room, but I figured you鈥檇 be here.鈥
鈥淵ou had no right to sacrifice yourself like that,鈥 she sobbed, her hands dropping to her knees.
鈥淵ou know you鈥檒l be much happier with Prince Adrien, Princess.鈥 He smiled sadly. 鈥淵ou two are meant to be - you鈥檇 already be betrothed to him, were it not for the Kingdom鈥檚 Joust of Valour.鈥
鈥淵ou don鈥檛 know what would make me happier,鈥 she angrily wiped the tears from her eyes.
鈥淵ou know I鈥檇 do anything for you, my Marinette.鈥 He rushed to her side and cupped her cheek.
鈥淭hen run away with me.鈥 She looked straight into his eyes.
鈥淲hy?鈥 He whispered, his face inching closer to hers.
鈥淏ecause Prince Adrien might have my hand鈥︹ She started, her breath hitching as she computed their proximity. 鈥... But you have my heart.鈥 Her eyes fluttered shut as she closed the distance between them and鈥
Marinette woke up with a start as her alarm clock started blaring. Her heart raced in her chest at the already fleeting memory of her dream. She caught her disappointment at not having witnessed the outcome, and covered her face with her hands. She felt like she was burning up.
She was so confused. The dream had been so out of place. So unexpected. What did it mean? She didn鈥檛 love Chat Noir! And she definitely didn鈥檛 want to run away with him. How absurd.
She only had a week to hold out for, she thought as she got dressed. It wouldn鈥檛 come soon enough.
She didn't know if her heart would survive another trick of her brain.
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2manyfandoms2count19 hours ago
listen here. listen. all i want is the exact idea in my head turned into a fully fleshed-out fic that might not be perfectly in character but resonates with my specific interpretation of those characters and i do not want to have to go through the burden of actually writing it, i simply want it to materialize. like athena. why is that so hard to understand?
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2manyfandoms2counta day ago
That's what Friends are for
Taking a little break from I love you (not) today, with a one shot that might one day turn into a full fic. Who knows?
Anyway, have some Marichat setting up Ladrien, and trying not to give their identities away in the process. Hope you enjoy!
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Marinette pouted as she leaned on her balcony railing.
Why did all her attempts at confessing her love to Adrien have to end up disastrously? When it wasn鈥檛 her own clumsiness or cold feet getting in the way, there was always something, or some one that seemed to volunteer to play the hindrance part. She sighed, thinking about the Akuma that just had to make an appearance at the exact moment Adrien was telling her about the girl he liked. Maybe it had been for the best; she didn鈥檛 know how she would have reacted had he told her he liked Lila, for instance (but that was impossible - he was smart enough to see she was nothing more than a flaky fa莽ade), but she would鈥檝e liked to know where they stood nonetheless.
Gazing at the panoramic view of the city, she couldn鈥檛 help but think how pleasant it would be to share this moment with a loved one. The sky was dark but clear, allowing some stars to shine through. The illuminated Eiffel Tower sparkled in the distance, providing festive lighting in the midst of the warm street lights.
鈥淧urr-etty night, isn鈥檛 it?鈥 A voice interrupted her thoughts.
The young girl turned around, finding herself face to face with Chat Noir, leaning on his baton. Her heart ached at his brave face, his small smile not bright enough to distract her from his sad eyes. She wasn鈥檛 surprised by his presence; she鈥檇 actually been expecting it. It had become a habit for her partner to come around when Ladybug rejected him a little harshly. She winced at the not-so-distant memory of herself snapping at the boy when he鈥檇 made an innocent flirty joke while they were fighting the Akuma. She really hadn鈥檛 meant to hurt him. She was just still frustrated about her whole situation with Adrien.
鈥淚t really is.鈥 She smiled tightly. 鈥淗ow are you, Kitty?鈥
鈥淓h鈥︹ He trailed, taking a couple of steps to slump beside her on the railing.
鈥淚鈥檓 sorry.鈥 She wished he could know just how much she meant it.
鈥淚t happens.鈥 He shrugged. 鈥淚 just wish鈥︹ He sighed, shaking his head as he looked for words. 鈥淚 don鈥檛 know, that she鈥檇 talk to me about him? Just to know if I have a chance or not.鈥
Marinette pursed her lips, unsure how to answer. She didn鈥檛 know how appropriate it would be to laugh at how similar their situations were. He would probably feel worse than he already did, and the only way to prevent that would be to explain exactly what she was thinking, which she couldn鈥檛 do without revealing her identity. She took a deep breath and decided to give him a little something to at least help him. Her feelings were a secret she supposed she could share with him; they were probably long overdue.
鈥淎drien Agreste.鈥 She whispered. She felt him tense next to her.
鈥淲hat?鈥 He squeaked. She might have poked fun at him for it in other circumstances. On his side, Chat鈥檚 heart raced in his chest. He hoped she couldn鈥檛 tell, although the roaring in his ears gave him little hope. Had Marinette figured out who he was?...
鈥淟adybug told me she likes Adrien Agreste.鈥 Marinette clarified. She hoped he wouldn鈥檛 ask any questions. What if he figured out they went to the same school? Then he鈥檇 be able to figure out鈥
鈥淭he model?鈥 She nodded silently, trying to avoid his gaze. 鈥淭hat鈥檚 fantastic!鈥 Chat Noir鈥檚 face erupted in a giant smile. His heart rate picked up, which he hadn鈥檛 thought was possible given the speed at which it had already been beating. After all this time, it turned out the girl of his dreams was actually chasing him too, in a convoluted game of cat and mouse where they were somehow both the chaser and the chased.
鈥淩eally?鈥 Marinette tilted her head, confused by how well her friend took the news. He looked almost鈥 relieved, for some reason? Had she known this was how he鈥檇 react, perhaps she would have told him a lot sooner. 鈥淚 didn鈥檛 think you鈥檇 be so happy about the news.鈥
Chat froze, his expression akin to that of a deer caught in headlights for a split second. He resumed his usual breezy demeanor so fast, though, that Marinette thought she鈥檇 dreamt it.
鈥淲ell, obviously I鈥檓 not ecstatic about it, but鈥 Well, Adrien and I clearly don鈥檛 play in the same court when it comes to ladies.鈥 He said, trying his best to look natural, but slightly gutted. There was potentially a date with Ladybug in the bargain if he played his cards correctly, and slipping up on his identity was not that.
鈥淲hat do you mean?鈥 Marinette frowned.
鈥淲ell, you know鈥 He鈥檚 a model . I can鈥檛 compete with that, I鈥檓 just a鈥 an ordinary boy.鈥 He shrugged, internally congratulating himself for his quick thinking.
鈥淵ou鈥檙e Chat Noir though. And you know Adrien Agreste from work.鈥 She pointed out, almost offended by his words. 鈥淵ou can鈥檛 be that ordinary.鈥 She smiled warmly.
鈥淚 guess...鈥 He trailed, touched by her clear affection for him. Marinette really was amazing. 鈥淏ut Adrien once told me he liked Ladybug, and if she likes him as well鈥 I don鈥檛 stand a chance.鈥 He added, dramatically shaking his head as he placed a hand on his heart.
Marinette鈥檚 elbow lost its balance on the railing, and she caught herself before her head slammed into it.
鈥淭he girl Adrien likes is Ladybug?!鈥 He wasn鈥檛 sure if it was a question or a statement. She seemed bewildered, but also鈥 happy? She regained her composure before he could totally decipher her expression.
鈥淭hat鈥檚 what I understood, anyway.鈥 He answered cautiously.
Marinette paused, her eyes squinting as she thought. She was jumping down internally at the news, but she really couldn鈥檛 do anything while Chat Noir was there. Although she had lead him to believe that she and Ladybug were close -which wasn鈥檛 a complete lie- looking too overjoyed would probably seem a little strange.
鈥淎re you sure?鈥 She asked again, looking at him correctly for the first time since the beginning of their conversation.
鈥淎 hundred percent paw-sitive.鈥 He nodded.
鈥淲ell, then.鈥 She shook her head, trying to hide the smile she could feel growing on her face. 鈥淚 guess we don鈥檛 have a choice.鈥
鈥淲hat?鈥 Chat furrowed his brow in confusion at his friend鈥檚 slightly serious look.
鈥淲e have to organise a date for them.鈥 Marinette raised her hands in a Gallic shrug, her eyebrows raised in a 鈥淚 don鈥檛 make up the rules鈥 kind of way.
鈥淵ou really think so?鈥 His eyes lit up. He mentally slapped himself at his hopeful tone of voice. So much for not giving anything away.
鈥淭hat鈥檚 what friends are for.鈥 She crossed her arms, leaning back comfortably on the balcony railing. She hoped her slightly authoritarian demeanor effectively hid how giddy she was feeling. Adrien Agreste liked her. And they were going to go on a date .
鈥淲here do we start?鈥 Chat walked over to her deckchair and sat down. It would prevent him from breaking into dance in front of Marinette, which probably wouldn鈥檛 be a very smart move. After all, he was 鈥榟elping out a friend鈥, not going on the date himself.
His friend looked in the distance, mindlessly toying with her hair. Now that she thought about it, she鈥檇 never really imagined going on a date with Adrien. Their future life, complete with house, children and hamster? That was all sorted. How to get there? Not so much. What could Adrien enjoy as an outing? He鈥檇 seen and done a lot given all of his ties with the fashion and celebrity industry, what could a simple girl like Ladybug offer him?
Chat Noir decided to take the lead of the conversation, Marinette looking slightly lost. 鈥淒o you think she鈥檇 enjoy bowling?鈥 He ventured.
The girl鈥檚 gaze snapped back into focus. 鈥淏owling?鈥 She frowned. She鈥檇 played once or twice, more if you counted Wii practice. 鈥淚 seem to recall Ladybug enjoys playing, does Adrien like it?鈥
Chat got a flashback to his younger years, when he and his parents used to go out to a local bowling alley almost every week. His mother had a gift when it came to the sport. She rarely scored anything less than a spare. Had it not been for those memories, he probably would鈥檝e had his very own alley in his room, just like he had a climbing wall and private skatepark. His father couldn鈥檛 bear to be reminded of those times, though.
鈥淗e told me he likes it very much.鈥 Chat nodded.
鈥淚 guess it鈥檚 sorted, then.鈥
They both stayed silent, still processing the fact that they鈥檇 somehow scored the date they鈥檇 been waiting for since the first time they鈥檇 realised how they felt. Who knew it would be that easy?
鈥淒o you think next Saturday would be too soon?鈥 Chat asked. His Dad would be in Japan with Nathalie. He could take care of the Gorilla to ensure his evening with Ladybug went well.
Marinette had to resist the urge to say yes there and then. 鈥淚鈥檒l ask her, I鈥檓 supposed to see her tomorrow.鈥 She replied instead.
鈥淵ou鈥檙e a good friend, Marinette.鈥
The girl twitched at the epithet, the intonation way too familiar. She looked at Chat Noir suspiciously, looking for anything that could give away his identity. The way he somehow managed to fall out of her deckchair without any apparent cause made her feel stupid for the thought of him and Adrien being the same person even crossing her mind. They were both great guys, but Adrien clearly was far more graceful than her friendly neighbourhood cat.
鈥淵ou too, Kitty.鈥 She chuckled.
She had to refrain herself from suggesting that they tagged along to their "friends"' date. It would be too much hassle to plan, even with the Fox Miraculous. She'd have to find him a good gift though; he really was the wingman if the century.
She'd deal with it after her date.
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2manyfandoms2counta day ago
I love you (not) - Chapter 5
Slightly late with days 5 and 6 of @marichatmay, I ended up getting side-tracked last night, which prevented me from posting it on time. Yes, there was a Chat Blanc in this AU too; I'm throwing in my headcanon that Chat Noir is sort of affected by it. Hope you enjoy!
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Chapter 5: In which we get an obligatory dose of Chat Blanc angst
It was no use.
Marinette had tossed and turned for a good hour, but whatever she did, however much she tried to imagine pleasant scenarios involving her friends and family, decreasing her heart rate and drawing a soothed smile on her face as her eyes glazed over, the same image always jerked her back up when the latter finally fluttered shut.
Icy blue eyes. A snarl. White.
She turned to face her bedside clock; Midnight. Her heart beat furiously in her chest, way faster than she liked. She knew from experience that little could be done about it.
She sighed and pushed herself up to turn her light on. So much for going to bed early; she鈥檇 collapsed on her bed at around 9pm, and had slept continuously for probably a couple of hours - she supposed it was a great improvement compared to the two previous nights.
Still, the nightmare had caught up with her.
She shivered as Chat Blanc鈥檚 cold figure invaded her mind once again, and wrapped herself up in a spare blanket. Her eyes wandered over her books, but she doubted any would take her mind off her concerns.
She looked up. The night seemed to be clear outside; even though the early May weather was a little crisp this year, she thought that maybe a bit of fresh air would do her some good.
She pushed her skylight up and climbed out, adjusting her blanket around her shoulders once she was leaning against her railing.
The Moon was full and shined brightly, she noted, neatly contrasting with the midnight sky; very much unlike the future world she鈥檇 entered through Bunnyx鈥檚 burrow.
She didn鈥檛 know what had caused it. Or, rather, she had an inkling, but she felt like she was missing pieces of the puzzle.
The triggering accident had been her delivering a signed package from Marinette to Adrien, in honour of his fifth name day, as Ladybug. She supposed that Chat Noir must have somehow caught wind of it, and also figured out her double identity as a result. Her partner was many things, and clever was one of them.
She understood how he could have misunderstood the situation; it was true that celebrating somebody鈥檚 fifth name day could be seen as an intimate gesture, and as close a friend as Adrien was, maybe it was a little too much. Especially since she鈥檇 drawn hearts on the package.
It really wasn鈥檛 the way she wanted Chat Noir to find out about her feelings (or rather, lack thereof) for him. She probably would have been hurt, too, if the situation had been reversed. They were theoretically dating, after all.
But the intensity of his pain had destroyed Paris - and if its intensity had been proportional to his love for her鈥
She tried not to think about it. It just made everything more difficult.
She had a plan to stick to; a plan which now involved a 鈥渘o gifts to Adrien until Chat and I are over鈥 clause, just in case.
鈥淚t鈥檚 a pretty beautiful night, isn鈥檛 it?鈥 A voice sounded behind her, startling her.
She turned around, even though she would have recognised the voice anywhere. She had to check that he was still here, still okay.
Chat Noir was leaning on his baton on the rooftop, a sad smile on his face. It was his first visit since her encounter with Chat Blanc, even though she鈥檇 seen him many times since as Ladybug. He鈥檇 seemed to hold up fine in such instances, which was to be expected since he was blissfully ignorant of the situation, but there was聽 certain melancholy to him as he hopped down to come and join her.
鈥淵ou should be sleeping, you know,鈥 he said quietly, taking in the bags under her eyes.
鈥淪o should you,鈥 Marinette replied.
He let out a bitter laugh. 鈥淲ould that I could.鈥
Marinette stole a proper look at him. Under the moonlight, his skin had the pale hew of somebody who hadn鈥檛 slept in days (she鈥檇 know, having looked at herself in the mirror), and his eyes were puffier than usual. She was pretty sure that, were the mask to drop, his bags would at least match hers.
鈥淚s everything alright?鈥 She asked uneasily.
He looked into her eyes as he considered his answer. She looked genuinely worried about him, which he probably shouldn鈥檛 be surprised about, given that she loved him (she hadn鈥檛 come back on her words since their other encounter on her balcony, he realised). He came to the conclusion that he couldn鈥檛 lie to her; she deserved better than a fa莽ade. Plus, maybe she鈥檇 be able to help. She wasn鈥檛 his everyday Ladybug for nothing. 鈥淚鈥檝e been having some nightmares, lately.鈥 He escaped her gaze and turned towards the Seine and its gentle flow.
Marinette felt her heart beat faster in her chest. 鈥淥h?鈥 She gulped.
鈥淚鈥檓 not sure how to explain鈥︹ He raked a hand through his hair. 鈥淚 keep seeing this landscape. It鈥 smells like destruction, if it makes sense. Water everywhere. The light is too bright. I don鈥檛 know what it means, what it is, but I know it鈥檚 bad news.鈥
Marinette couldn鈥檛 help but wrap her arms around him and hold him tightly. 鈥淚鈥檓 so sorry,鈥 she mumbled against his chest.
鈥淲hat was that?鈥 He pushed her back slightly, just so she wouldn鈥檛 feel how quickly his heart was beating, and repressed a purr.
Marinette cleared her throat. 鈥淚鈥檓 so sorry you鈥檙e going through this. Nightmares aren鈥檛 fun.鈥 She looked sadly at the Moon, not fully untangling herself from his arms.
He pulled her closer as he caught her tormented gaze, understanding her subtext. He didn鈥檛 want to probe too much into what bothered her since she didn鈥檛 seem to want to talk about it, but he wanted her to know that he was there for her.
She clutched his back like it was her lifeline and he reciprocated the gesture, resting his head over hers. The physical contact soothed him. He knew he shouldn鈥檛 get used to it, but he felt safe in Marinette鈥檚 arms. He waved away the thought that maybe it was where he belonged, and just made the most of the moment.
鈥淲e make quite a pair, don鈥檛 we?鈥 he whispered when the Eiffel Tower flickered in the distance, the flashing lights disturbing his shut eyes. He considered that maybe it was time to go home.
鈥淭hat, we do.鈥 She smiled affectionately at him, stifling a yawn as he moved out of her reach. She wrapped her banket more tightly around her at the sudden absence of heat. 鈥淭hank you, Chat. For coming by.鈥
鈥淭hank you , Marinette. I鈥 I really needed that.鈥
鈥淎nytime, Kitty.鈥 She stood on her tiptoes and kissed his cheek. 鈥淭o keep the nightmares at bay,鈥 she explained the gesture, more to herself than to him, feeling her cheeks warm up as he looked at her with a mixture of awe and bewilderment.
He regained his countenance when he saw her shuffle uneasily. 鈥淪leep well, Princess.鈥 He kissed her forehead. 鈥淎nd see you soon.鈥
Marinette waved at him as he left, before climbing back down to her bed and curling up in her blanket. She slept soundly for the rest of the night.
Maybe anti-nightmare kisses really were a thing.
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Midnight snacks for cat聽 (銇K嗂∷喯)
@marichatmay 2021 :聽Day 6 - Midnight
<< Part 1
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i鈥檓 feeling burnt out so enjoy a mini (angst?) comic i did a while ago based on everyone鈥檚 favorite sandboy/chat blanc headcanon
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All of them, getting up and pointing at Ladybug: MR I'LL MAKE A MAN OUT OF YOU!
Ladybug: slowclaps and finally manages to get everybody's attention back and have them talk about the plan
Also Ladybug: spends the rest of the session with the song stuck in her head, and is this 馃憣 close to humming it but knows she can't or she's done for
[In a Team Miraculous meeting]
Ladybug: Let鈥檚 get down to business.
Cat Noir: To defeat the huns.
Cat Noir: Wait, did I say that out loud?
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apparently adrien was originally supposed to walk with a cane and i love that idea 馃挏 馃挏 馃挏 see the adorable concept art here!
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Reminder if you鈥檙e in the UK that you have until 10PM tonight to vote! Don鈥檛 forget to take a mask and your own pen/pencil!
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Happy one year fic-aversary to me! 馃コ Here's the first fanfic I ever wrote for ML (and pretty much ever).
A lot has changed in a year, but me writing kind of stupid Marichat shenanigans, where both are like *surprised Pikachu face* wHaT is ThIs FeElinG iN My cHeSt when they interact is one thing that hasn't 馃槈
Also here's the AO3 link if anybody prefers reading over there 馃槉
#MarichatMay Day 6
Wasn鈥檛 very inspired by the first few days, but this one spoke to me to me for some reason. Not sure it came out as good as what I imagined, but I tried!
Small warning, I know it鈥檚 supposed to be Marichat May, but I鈥檓 a sucker for all the square ships and I don鈥檛 really know how to separate them so this is Marichat with a splash of Adrienette.
Hope you enjoy! And thanks聽@marichatmay聽for hosting this!
Day 6: Hold my baton
Marinette had waited all day for science class. Not that she particularly favoured Mrs. Mendeleiev鈥檚 class, but because today was the beginning of an important project that would carry through to the end of the year. A project in pairs.聽
She hadn鈥檛 really thought about it until that morning, assuming that as per usual, she鈥檇 be teamed up with Alya, but her best friend had had an agenda. Tired of Marinette鈥檚 constant procrastination when it came to confessing her feelings to Adrien, the young girl had decided to be the catalyst of the love reaction 95% of the class was dying to see happen.
鈥淣uh-uh Mari, not pairing up with you this time. Nino and I have been brainstorming how to sequence DNA from akumas to expose Hawkmoth for months, I鈥檓 not abandoning this project. It鈥檚 a win-win situation, you鈥檒l have to work with Adrien since聽 everybody鈥檚 keeping their usual pair, this is your chance girl! Just imagine, two months of working closely with Adrien, that鈥檚 more than enough time for things to happen if you know what I mean.鈥 She鈥檇 waggled her eyebrows suggestively while Marinette weighed her options. It was a foolproof plan. Just a pair switch. Another opportunity to spend this much time with Adrien might not even present itself again.聽
She鈥檇 agreed seemingly reluctantly -she didn鈥檛 want to give Alya the impression that she could do this all the time- but inside she鈥檇 been jumping around with joy. It was going to be perfect.
That was without counting on Lila spreading chaotic evilness as she always did, of course. Marinette had almost forgotten about her, she hadn鈥檛 been in class for so long. But the girl had made yet another appearance in her life, and with another one of her well-weaved lies she鈥檇 captured Adrien in her web, leaving Marinette to work with Chloe and Sabrina, of all people.
She dragged her feet home, internally screaming about how much of a disaster this whole situation had turned out to be.
Her sudden change of mood, from bubbly stammering adorableness to slumped damsel is depressed, had not gone unnoticed by a certain green-eyed boy, however. He had helplessly observed the light leave her eyes as words flew out of Lila鈥檚 mouth. He hadn鈥檛 even been able to express his own opinion on the pairing choice; had it been up to him, he鈥檇 definitely have picked his good friend Marinette to be his pair. She鈥檇 left so fast after class that he hadn鈥檛 even been able to talk to her.And even if he had, he wasn鈥檛 sure he would have been able to make her feel better. But he had a feline someone else could鈥
Marinette was lying on her bed when she heard a soft rasping sound coming from her terrasse trap door.
鈥淗ey there purr-incess,鈥 Chat Noir winked as she let him in. He was slightly taken aback by the strong hug he was suddenly engulfed in, but promptly hugged her back just as tight.
鈥淵ou wouldn鈥檛 believe how happy I am to see you, kitty.鈥 Marinette whispered. She could have cried, that鈥檚 how happy she was to see her favourite partner in crime-solving.聽鈥淗ow do you always know when I need someone to talk to?鈥 She gazed into his green cat eyes.
He was half tempted to reveal his real identity to her in that moment, but he doubted Ladybug would approve, even if Marinette was the most trust-worthy person he knew.聽鈥淥h, umm鈥︹ He stammered, releasing himself from her embrace.聽鈥淟adybug and I have been fitted with new powers that allow us to sense negative emotions so we鈥檙e ahead of Hawkmoth for akumatisations.鈥 That sounded plausible.
鈥淚s that so?鈥 Marinette replied, a slight twinkle returning in her eye.聽
鈥淵es, and I felt a very negative aura coming out of you, so I thought I鈥檇 check everything was alright.鈥
鈥淭hat鈥檚 very kind Chat, but I鈥檓 afraid there isn鈥檛 much you can do. It鈥檚 just my usual bad luck.鈥 She sighed.
Chat Noir narrowed his eyes.聽鈥淲ho hurt you purr-incess? Is it that boy you like? Who is he? Who does he think he is? Nobody hurts my Marinette and gets to live with it. I鈥檒l fight him for you, you鈥檒l see. Here, hold my baton.鈥 He shoved his weapon in Marinette鈥檚 hands and got into a fighting stance, throwing a couple punches in the air. Then on Marinette鈥檚 mannequin, which collapsed on him, the hat it was carrying falling on his face. 鈥淎ctually forget it, that鈥檚 a terrible idea. I鈥檓 a much better fighter with it.鈥 He straightened the mess he鈥檇 made and snatched his rod back from Marinette鈥檚 grasp, twirling it like a circus baton. He sneaked a look at her facial expression; she looked amused so he continued clowning around.聽鈥淥r maybe you could fight him, who knows, it could be cat-thartic.鈥 He winked.
She burst out lauging.聽鈥淐hat, you do know your puns get worse by the day, right?鈥澛
鈥淵ou sound like Ladybug.鈥 He pouted, crossing his arms and turning away from her. He had a giddy feeling in his stomach from making her laugh though.
鈥淚 never said I didn鈥檛 like it.鈥 She smiled, touching his arm lightly. She was slightly flushed.聽鈥淭hanks kitty, but it鈥檚 not Ad-鈥 I mean, the boy I like. I mean, I was supposed to work with him on a project but this girl鈥 You know her, Lila, she ruined it鈥︹
As she was ranting about the day鈥檚 events, Chat half-listened, half tried to figure out who the boy might be. Could it be she finally reciprocated Nathanael鈥檚 feelings? Was it someone else? Whoever it was, he didn鈥檛 deserve her. He crossed eyes with a particularly bad photo of himself -well, of Adrien-, making what he liked to call his聽鈥渂oy, ya dumb鈥 face. It was front and center on a panel of other modelling 鈥済rotographs鈥 of him, because he was wearing her hat.
鈥溾 Anyway, I鈥檇 rather you didn鈥檛 go after her, she鈥檚 too much of a wild card. No need to give her an excuse to be akumatised again. She could seriously harm you. And Ladybug. I鈥檒l definitely hold your baton if you decide to fight her.鈥
鈥淔ine, I鈥檒l step down, if that鈥檚 what you wish.鈥 He bowed.
There was a big explosion outside, which had them both running to the window to see what was going on. The Eiffel Tower had collapsed. Again.
鈥淭hey really should have called it the Eistand Tower, maybe then people would be less inclined to making it explode,鈥 Chat muttered, earning himself an amused glance from Marinette.聽
鈥淪eems like your new power doesn鈥檛 work very well if you couldn鈥檛 detect whatever caused that to happen,鈥 she teased him, basically pushing him up the stairs towards her trap door.聽鈥淵ou should really go, kitty, you don鈥檛 want to leave poor Ladybug fighting alone. Don鈥檛 worry about me, I鈥檒l be safe in this sturdy building.鈥 She grinned, knocking on her wall.
鈥淚鈥檓 sure you will,鈥 he chuckled, opening the latch. He turned back before taking off.聽鈥淗ey Marinette?鈥
鈥淵es?鈥 She asked absentmindedly, eyeing the damage on the horizon.聽
鈥淲hoever it is, I鈥檓 sure your man would have much preferred working with you than with Lila.鈥 He knew he would have. Despite his benevolence, he himself was starting to think Lila was beyond help.聽
鈥淭hanks, Chat.鈥 She smiled tenderly and kissed him on the cheek.聽鈥淣ow go save Paris!鈥
Chat leapt away before she could hear the purr that emerged from his chest, making a 鈥渟o long鈥 gesture as he departed.聽鈥淚 have a feline we鈥檒l see each other soon, my purr-incess!鈥 He yelled.
鈥淪ooner than you think, chaton,鈥 she whispered as she waved at him. She got back inside her room. Was it normal her heart fluttered so much when he came to visit? What had gotten over her, to kiss him? He was going to get the wrong idea again. But would that be so bad?鈥 She decided to answer those questions later. She had a city to save, after all.
鈥淭ikki, spots on!鈥
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Omg I'm looking 馃憖 thank you so much for the tag!
My last seven sentences are from the beginning of Chapter 5 of my Marichat May fic I love you (not), which should be up sometime today (it's for the prompts for days 5 and 6 so I'm not late. Yet.)
She turned to look at her bedside clock. Midnight. Her heart beat furiously in her chest, way faster than she liked.
She sighed, pushed herself up, and turned her light on. So much for going to bed early. She'd collapsed at about 9pm, and had slept continuously for probably a couple of hours, which she supposed was a great improvement compared to the two previous nights.
But still, the nightmare had caught up with her.
Tagging @noirshitsuji , @hanaasbananas, @deinde-prandium, @apopcornkernel, @lunadensmidnightprowl and anyone else who feels like it! No pressure, ofc :)
Seven Sentences Game
Rules: post the last 7 sentences you wrote and tag 7 people
Tagged by @merinnan
From the next chapter of聽鈥渢he thread may stretch or tangle but it will never break.鈥
鈥淚 think you will agree with me that A-Xian deserves a real wedding, at Lotus Pier, as soon as it is possible.鈥
The image of Wei Ying sitting on a bed in Nightless City in his red underrobes, the joy of his waking mixing with the wish they were wedding robes鈥 that Jiang Yanli wants to ensure they receive that, that their union can be celebrated, if belatedly, in the way Wei Ying deserves to be honored.聽
鈥淵es,鈥 he says softly. 鈥淚 agree.鈥
She nods, clearly pleased.
鈥淚t will happen, A-Zhan; I鈥檒l make sure of it.鈥
Lan Wangji has absolutely no doubt she will.聽
Tagging: @ao3bronte, @alexseanchai, @kdramama, @hamsternamedmarinette, @chrissysky, @norakwami, @fix-it-luciano
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MariChat May Day 5: Nightmare
This is based on the English dub of Weredad.
I wanted to do a fluffy (literally) doodle instead of a nightmare scene, but still complete the prompt. I hope you like it! :)
Ignore my backgrounds. I certainly do. XD
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